Chapter 178: Both (R18)

They didn’t give me time to catch my breath.

Yerin was already straddling my waist, still flushed from the orgasm she’d ridden out on my tongue, the vibrator inside her humming on a low, constant setting that kept her hips restless. She reached back, wrapped her fingers around my cock, and gave it a slow, proprietary stroke while Yoona opened the bottle of lube with a soft click.

"You’re not allowed to cum until all three of us have," Yerin said, voice still a little breathless but firm. "And we’re taking you in the ass tonight. One after another. Toys stay on the whole time."

Yoona’s golden eyes glowed faintly in the dim light of the bedroom. Full succubus form made every movement denser, heavier with power—the curve of her horns, the slow lash of her tail, the way her scent thickened the air until it was hard to think straight. She poured a generous amount of lube over Yerin’s fingers and mine, then leaned down to kiss me once, deep and claiming.

"We spent the evening shaking in public because of you," she murmured against my mouth. "Now you get to feel how tight we are when we’re already full."

Val moved to the side of the bed, still half-phased. The Soulshade made her edges shimmer; when she reached out and trailed cool, translucent fingers down my chest, I felt both the solid warmth of her real hand and the electric ghost of the astral one at the same time. She looked almost shy, but her voice was steady.

"I want to feel you in both layers," she said quietly. "When it’s my turn... don’t hold back."

Yerin didn’t wait for more conversation. She rose up on her knees, reached behind herself, and guided the slick head of my cock against her tight rear entrance. The vibrator was still buried in her pussy, buzzing steadily, I could feel the faint tremor of it through the thin wall of muscle as she started to push down.

The heat and pressure were immediate and intense. Yerin’s mouth fell open in a sharp, high sound as the head stretched her open. She sank slowly, centimeter by centimeter, using my chest for balance while Yoona’s hands steadied her hips from behind. The vibrator’s constant pulse made her internal muscles flutter and clench in irregular waves around me.

"Fuck—it’s so tight with the toy still in—" Yerin gasped, eyes glassy. She dropped the last bit of distance in one slow slide until she was fully seated, ass flush against my hips, the vibrator thrumming between us. "Don’t move yet. I want to feel it."

She stayed like that for several long seconds, just breathing and adjusting, the toy inside her pussy sending continuous little shocks through the thin barrier. Then she started to move, slow, deliberate rolls of her hips at first, testing the stretch, then longer strokes that let me watch every inch disappear and reappear. Every time the vibrator spiked she clenched hard enough to make my vision blur.

Yoona leaned over my shoulder, full breasts brushing my cheek, and reached down to spread Yerin’s cheeks wider so I could see everything. Her tail curled around my thigh and squeezed in time with Yerin’s rhythm.

"Look how well she takes it," Yoona purred. "All that teasing earlier and now she’s the one using your cock. Faster, little sister. Make him feel how much you needed this."

Yerin obeyed with a broken moan, bouncing harder, the wet sound of lube and the steady buzz of the vibrator filling the room. She came first, suddenly, with a sharp cry, clenching down in rhythmic pulses while the toy inside her pussy kept going without mercy. The dual stimulation left her shaking, she slumped forward onto my chest, still impaled, breathing hard.

Yoona gently lifted her off. The sudden emptiness made me groan. Yerin rolled to the side, thighs trembling, the vibrator still humming inside her as aftershocks rippled through her body.

Yoona took her place without hesitation.

She didn’t go slow. Full succubus strength let her sink down in one long, controlled slide until I was buried to the hilt in her ass. The heat was different, denser, almost greedy and the vibrator already lodged in her pussy made the fit almost unbearably tight. Her tail lashed once against the sheets. Demonic markings along her hips glowed faintly every time she rose and dropped.

"Stay still," she ordered, voice thick. She planted her hands on my chest and started riding me in deep, rolling strokes, using me exactly the way she wanted. Every downward motion forced a low, throaty moan out of her. The toy inside her pulsed in irregular waves; I felt every single one through the thin wall separating it from my cock.

Val moved closer while Yoona rode me. She straddled my face in reverse, still half-incorporeal, and lowered her dripping, dual-layered cunt onto my mouth. The sensation was overwhelming, solid slick heat and cool spectral pressure at the same time. I licked and sucked both layers while Yoona used my cock, the two of them moving in overlapping rhythms.

"Deeper," Val whispered above me, hips rolling. Her Soulshade form flickered, letting my tongue pass through one layer and press against the other in ways that shouldn’t have been possible. Every time her vibrator thrummed she clenched around my tongue in stereo.

Yoona came with a long, shaking cry, back arching, horns catching the low light. She stayed seated through the climax, grinding down hard while the toy inside her kept stimulating her from the front. When she finally lifted off, a thin strand of lube stretched between us before breaking.

Val was next.

She turned, still phased, and guided me into her real body first,tight, hot, perfect while her Soulshade form overlapped and wrapped around the base of my cock at the same time. The dual sensation was almost too much. Real walls fluttered and squeezed, the astral layer stroked and pulsed in perfect sync. She sank down until she was fully seated, then leaned forward so her breasts, one solid, one translucent, brushed my chest.

"Move," she said softly. "Both of me."

I thrust up into her. Every stroke sank through real heat and spectral pressure at once. The vibrator inside her pussy added a third layer of constant vibration that traveled straight into my cock. Val’s eyes fluttered half-shut; soft, helpless sounds spilled out of her with every impact. Her Soulshade form occasionally phased deeper, letting me feel the impossible sensation of being inside her and surrounded by her at the same time.

Yerin and Yoona didn’t stay idle. Yerin crawled up beside us and pressed her still-buzzing pussy against Val’s thigh, grinding for friction. Yoona straddled my chest facing Val, offering her full succubus breasts for Val to suck and bite while she rode. The three of them moved together—Val rising and dropping on my cock, Yoona grinding against my chest, Yerin humping Val’s leg—until the room was nothing but wet sounds, overlapping moans, and the relentless low hum of three vibrators.

Val came hard, both layers clenching in perfect unison, a soft, broken cry leaving her throat as her body flickered between solid and translucent. The dual orgasm dragged me right to the edge. I held on by sheer force of will, remembering Yerin’s earlier order.

They didn’t stop.

They rotated again—Yerin back on top for a second round, then Yoona, then Val once more—switching positions, changing angles, keeping the vibrators on the entire time. Sometimes they made me stay still while they used me. Sometimes they ordered me to thrust harder. Sometimes Val phased completely through one of the twins so that when I was buried in Yerin’s ass I could also feel the cool, spectral press of Val’s astral cunt grinding against the base of my cock at the same time.

By the time they finally allowed me to finish, all three of them had come at least twice more. Yerin was the one riding me when they gave permission—bouncing hard, vibrator on maximum, ass clenching in tight, rhythmic pulses. Yoona’s tail was wrapped around the base of my cock, squeezing in time with Yerin’s movements. Val’s translucent hand was wrapped around what little of my shaft wasn’t buried inside Yerin, stroking in perfect sync.

"Cum," Yerin gasped. "Fill me. Now."

I broke with a low, rough groan, burying myself as deep as I could go and flooding her in thick, heavy pulses. The sensation of the vibrator still buzzing against my cock through the thin wall while I came made the orgasm stretch out longer than it had any right to. Yerin came again from the feeling of being filled, collapsing forward onto my chest with a shaky, satisfied sound.

For a long minute the only noise in the room was heavy breathing and the soft, continuous hum of three toys that still hadn’t been turned off.

Yoona was the first to speak, voice hoarse but still carrying that edge of command.

"We’re not done," she said, golden eyes heavy-lidded and gleaming. "The toys stay in. And after a short rest... we go again. All three of us. At the same time."

Val’s translucent fingers trailed lazily down my stomach, leaving cool sparks in their wake.

Yerin, still impaled and trembling, let out a breathless little laugh against my collarbone.

"Hope that endless stamina of yours is still online, hubby. Because we’re just getting started. And we have all night ahead."

I just smiled at that.

After one more round, they gave up being on the dominant end and demanded me to handle them again.