Chapter 135: Best Tasting Pussy

All three women continued fingering their pussies for a few minutes, wet fingers working in slow, messy strokes, until eventually they felt they might achieve orgasm.

Lila was the first, who quickly stopped, her fingers buried in her pussy coming to a halt, still sunk in the heat.

Olivia and Elena stopped soon after.

Ragged breathing escaped the lips of all three women as they stared at each other.

The tension and competitiveness seemed to hang in the air silently.

Lila rolled off the counter, with the bowl in her hand, as she stood on her heels.

Her legs were trembling faintly from the afterglow of almost cumming, thighs still slick where her juices had run.

Elena picked herself up from the floor, bowl in hand.

Meanwhile, Olivia stood up, her finger gradually emerging from her pussy with a squelching sound.

Few final droplets of her wetness splashed into the bowl.

Surprisingly, Olivia’s bowl was the most full out of the three, displaying just how aroused she was.

Her love juices reached almost half of the entire bowl, still warm, still shining.

Their bowls were of similar sizes and Lila’s bowl was the one with the least amount of contents.

Although hers seemed a little thicker than normal.

All three women exchanged glances and they were about to head back to the room when Olivia stopped them.

"W... wait." She had thought about it for a bit, and realized her words were completely reasonable.

"If we go to the room with these bowls in our hands, holding our respective juices, master would immediately know it belongs to us. It completely defeats the purpose of what he sent us to do."

"So what do you suggest?" Elena shot back with curiosity in her eyes, pushing her bowl against her flat stomach.

"How about we exchange our bowls? for instance if master favors me, and decides I’m the winner, but I have your bowl in my hand, you would be the actual winner."

The three girls exchanged contemplative looks and their eyes gradually widened at how intriguing the idea sounded.

"So... who’s gonna hold who’s bowl?" Lila asked quietly.

She knew the idea would truly make things completely fair.

"Here, you can have my bowl." Elena pushed her bowl against Olivia.

Her eyes flashed with a calculative light. She was a business woman so she was well versed in scheming more than the two ladies.

’If master truly favors Olivia as I’ve guessed, then he should choose her, which ultimately is going to make me the winner...’ Elena quickly analyzed in her mind.

She struggled to hide the faint smile that threatened to appear at the corner of her lips.

"That’s fair." Olivia smiled and collected the bowl, "then you can have mine." She turned to Lila and handed the bowl to Lila.

"Ah~" Lila let out a startled cry but still nodded and collected it before handing hers to her mother.

All three women stared at each other.

"May the one with the best tasting pussy win." Lila eventually said causing a chuckle to escape the principal’s lips due to how much seriousness she put into the embarrassing words.

...

With that, all three women returned back to the room, their hips swaying seductively behind them.

While I waited, silently studying the empress’s flawless face behind me, I heard footsteps, and quickly turned in the direction of the door.

Seconds passed and the door was pushed open.

All three women entered into the room with bowls in their hands.

My gaze scanned all three women after they finally entered, then I said with an amused smirk.

"So... who’s going to offer up their bowl first?"

Instantly, all three women exchanged glances with each other.

None of them wanted to be the first.

"I will..." eventually Lila spoke with a soft, mischievous smile playing on her lips.

Olivia’s eyes widened at her words and her heart skipped a beat.

She quickly forced her expression to become neutral to not give anything away.

Lila stepped forward with the bowl in hand, then gently placed it on my outstretched palm.

I collected the bowl, then analyzed its contents.

"So much juices?" I muttered in a little surprise.

Olivia’s ears turned slightly red, and her cheeks became a shade deeper but she maintained a neutral expression.

"It seems to have a particularly unique fragrance." I brought it closer to my nose and inhaled a little of it.

Olivia’s embarrassment deepened. Yet a part of her loved how much I was praising her love juices.

She bit her pale lips, until it turned red, as she watched the scene continue to unfold.

Her heartbeat seemed to increase several paces over as I brought the love juices closer to my lips until it finally touched my lips and visibly, the contents began reducing.

It was clear that I had begun drinking her love juices.

I took a sip, then another, and finally a third before placing it back on Lila’s hand.

Lila studied my face for a reaction but got none out of me.

’Did he not like it?’ She muttered finally.

If I didn’t like the taste then that was a good thing for her.

Olivia winning a second round would immediately declare her the winner overall.

Lila collected the bowl and walked back to her place.

Then, Elena stepped forward.

She wanted hers to be the last I tasted.

While Olivia was dealing with her embarrassment, Elena stepped forward with her daughter’s love juices in hand.

She walked towards me, then offered it up to me just as her daughter did moments earlier.

I collected the bowl and repeated the same process again.

The contents of the bowl were much smaller, but it leaned more on the thicker side which was interesting.

I studied it for a second or two before bringing it towards my nose to inhale a whiff of its contents.

The scent was noticeably much thicker than the one Lila had brought.

Still, it had a refreshing smell to it.

I brought it towards my lips then drank its contents.

No visible reaction still appeared on my face as I handed the bowl to Elena then signaled for Olivia to step forward.

Olivia forced a slight smile onto her face and quickly approached with the bowl in hand.

Lila and Elena were forced to stand nervously as they watched Olivia offer up the bowl to me.

’This familiar taste...’ I muttered, as I tasted the love juices.

I took a few sips, savoring the taste.

It was unique and refreshing.

Olivia returned to her spot.

Then, I stretched my index finger. It hovered over all three women before settling on Olivia.

Instantly, all three women’s expressions shifted.

To the mother and daughter it was clear I was favoring Olivia to win this round.

To Olivia it was clear she had lost this round.

Still, the truth that I was favoring her could no longer be hidden.

All three women exchanged suspicious glances when they heard my next words.

"Elena, you won this round."

Then, their suspicion turned into surprise.

How did he know?

They glanced again to be sure, and my hand was still pointing at Olivia.

Only upon taking a closer look, did they notice that it was directed at the bowl, not at Olivia.

It was clear I was talking about the bowl.

Did that mean I could distinctly tell each woman’s pussy taste apart from each other?

The thought was as baffling as it was startling.

Lila’s face was also filled with disbelief.

She had lost. Again.

She expected to win all three rounds but the competition had started and she had lost all three rounds.

’I...’

"Are you ready for the final round?" My voice interrupted Lila’s thoughts.