Chapter 177: Change Of Plans (R18)

The front door of Residence 104 had barely clicked shut behind us before the shopping bags hit the floor.

Yerin was on me first. She shoved me back against the wall hard enough to make the frame rattle, dark eyes blazing with the kind of hunger that had been building all evening under the constant, unpredictable buzz of the vibrator still buried inside her.

Her short skirt was already half-hiked from the walk home. The second her mouth crashed into mine I felt the toy pulse once, medium, deliberate, and she moaned straight into the kiss, hips grinding against my thigh.

"You’re not touching that remote again until we say so," she panted against my lips. "You’ve been edging us for two hours. Our turn."

Yoona stepped in on my other side, already shedding the last of her composure. The air around her shimmered, black horns curved up from her temples in a smooth, elegant spiral, a long, slender tail uncoiled behind her, and faint demonic markings traced the outer edges of her collarbones.

Full succubus form except for her wings. The heavy, intoxicating scent of her rolled over me like warm wine. She caught my chin between two fingers and turned my face toward her.

"You spent the entire evening making us fight not to cum in public," she said, voice low and velvet-rough. "Now you’re going to make it up to us. On your knees, hubby."

I smiled, knowing what they wanted. In our afternoon sex session, they were completely submissive to me and then I also proceeded to edge them for hours. Now, they were horny beyond measure and I had to take responsibility by letting them be dominant one for now.

I didn’t mind. As long as it made them happy.

Val closed and locked the door with quiet efficiency, but the faint crimson flush on her cheeks betrayed how close she still was. She met my eyes for a second, then exhaled and let her power surface.

Silver-white light flickered across her skin. Her body turned translucent at the edges, the solid lines of her suit and figure softening into something half-there, half-not. Soulshade. When she stepped closer I could feel the cool, electric brush of her incorporeal form overlapping the real one.

"I will not hurt you," she murmured, almost shy even now. "But I want... to feel everything. And I want you to serve us while you do."

They didn’t wait for an answer.

Yerin and Yoona guided me down the short hallway into the master bedroom and pushed me onto the edge of the bed. Yerin straddled my thighs first, already yanking her blouse open. Full, soft breasts spilled free, nipples tight from hours of low-level stimulation. She cupped them and pressed them together right in front of my face.

"Mouth open," she ordered, breathless and grinning. "You’re going to worship these until I tell you to stop. And if that vibrator spikes again, you better not stop sucking."

I leaned in and took one stiff peak between my lips. Yerin’s head tipped back with a sharp, satisfied sound. I licked and sucked in slow, deliberate pulls, feeling the weight of her breast against my tongue, the way she pushed forward for more.

Every few seconds the toy inside her hummed louder; her hips jerked and she forced my face deeper into the soft valley between them, smothering me in warm skin and the faint scent of her arousal.

Yoona moved behind me on the bed, straddling my back so her full breasts rested against my shoulders. Her tail curled around my waist. She reached around and unbuttoned my shirt with unhurried fingers, then guided my hands up to cup her own heavy tits from below.

"Squeeze," she instructed, voice thick. "Harder. I want to feel your hands while your mouth is busy with my sister."

I obeyed, kneading the soft, full flesh, thumbs brushing over her nipples until they pebbled. Yoona rewarded me with a low, rolling moan and a deliberate clench of her thighs around my sides. The vibrator inside her pulsed in a slow wave; I felt the tremor run through her body and into mine.

Val stepped in front of the bed, still half-incorporeal. She shrugged out of her jacket and blouse with calm precision, then guided my free hand, the one not currently buried in Yoona’s soft weight,between her translucent thighs. The sensation was strange and electric: solid heat where her real body was, cool, tingling pressure where the Soulshade overlapped. When my fingers slid through her folds I felt both at once slick heat and the ghostly echo of it.

"Inside," Val whispered. "Both layers. I want to feel you fuck me with your fingers while your mouth works for them."

I pushed two fingers into her real body and felt the Soulshade version of her cunt tighten around the same digits at the same time, a double layer of wet, fluttering pressure. Val’s hips rolled. A soft, broken sound left her throat. Her translucent hands came up to cup her own breasts, offering them.

"Suck," she said, quieter than the twins but no less firm. "While you finger me."

Yerin reluctantly pulled her chest back just enough for Val to lean in. I switched without breaking rhythm, mouth closing over Val’s nipple while my fingers kept pumping into the dual sensation of her real and astral pussy. The contrast was addictive: warm solid flesh under my tongue, cool spectral pressure around my fingers, and the constant low buzz of three vibrators keeping all three women on a knife-edge.

They rotated me like that for a long time.

Yerin would reclaim my mouth and smother me between her breasts again, grinding the soft weight against my face while ordering me to lick every inch. Yoona would lean over my shoulder and feed me one of her nipples, forcing me to suck hard while her tail stroked teasingly along my cock through my pants.

Val would phase partially through the others so that when I licked one girl’s breast I could also feel the cool brush of her astral tongue against my ear, or the ghostly press of her spectral fingers wrapping around my shaft in time with the real ones.

Every time one of them got too close from the vibrator, they made me stop and switch. They kept me focused entirely on their pleasure, mouth, tongue, hands, nothing for myself except the occasional deliberate grind of a thigh or the brief, cruel stroke of a hand over the bulge in my pants before it was taken away again.

"Look at him," Yerin panted at one point, holding my face deep between her tits while the vibrator inside her thrummed on a high setting. "All that stamina and right now he’s just a pair of hands and a tongue for us."

Yoona’s laugh was dark and pleased. She was currently sitting on my chest, full succubus form on full display, grinding her soaked, dripping folds along the length of my trapped cock while I sucked one of her nipples. Her tail had coiled around my thigh and was squeezing in time with the pulses of her toy.

"He spent the whole day making us shake in public," she said. "It’s only fair we use that mouth until our legs give out."

Val, still half-phased, was behind me on the bed, her real breasts pressed to my back while her Soulshade form overlapped my chest from the front. The dual sensation of her nipples, one solid and warm, one cool and tingling, dragging across my skin while I fingered both layers of her cunt was almost too much. Every time her toy pulsed she clenched around my fingers in stereo, real and astral walls fluttering in perfect sync.

They kept me there until Yerin finally came with a sharp, muffled cry, thighs clamping around my head as she forced my mouth tight against her clit and rode the orgasm out against my tongue.

The second she slumped back, Yoona took her place, grinding harder, using my face while her vibrator climbed to a relentless peak. She came with a long, throaty moan, black tail lashing, demonic markings glowing faintly along her skin.

Val lasted the longest. She made me keep fingering both versions of her while I licked and sucked at her breasts, real and spectral, until her control finally cracked. Her body solidified and turned translucent in rapid waves as she climaxed, the dual orgasm ripping through both layers at once. The sound she made was soft and almost surprised, like she still wasn’t used to how good it could feel.

When the last of the aftershocks faded, the three of them sat back on the bed, flushed, breathing hard, vibrators still humming low inside them. Yerin’s grin was wicked and satisfied. Yoona’s golden eyes were heavy with remaining hunger. Val’s cheeks were scarlet, but her gaze was steady and warm.

Yerin reached down and cupped my still-hard cock through my pants, giving it a slow, teasing squeeze.

"You’ve been a very good boy," she said. "Serving us without complaining once. But we’re not done. Not even close."

Yoona’s tail flicked. "The toys stay in. And next... we want something different."

Val’s voice was quieter, but no less certain. "We want you inside us. All the way. The other way."

Yerin leaned in close, lips brushing my ear.

"Ass first tonight, hubby. And we’re still in charge."

They pushed me fully onto my back in the center of the bed, already reaching for the lube Val had quietly retrieved from the nightstand. The vibrators pulsed once in perfect unison, drawing three overlapping shivers from the women surrounding me.

The real night was only getting started.