Chapter 156 A Night to Relax 2 (R18)

The semen gushed out in powerful, thick, burning spurts for over a full minute.

More than three hundred milliliters.

Selene screamed, a long, piercing cry.

She felt each jet strike the inner wall of her uterus with a sharp, hot force, the heat spreading in concentric circles, the volume building, the pressure increasing until her belly swelled visibly and rapidly before their eyes.

Her belly tightened, round and heavy, the skin stretched and hot.

The sensation of fullness was so intense that she ejaculated three more times in a row, tears of pleasure streaming down her cheeks, the walls clenching convulsively around the still-pulsing penis, each stroke sending a little more semen deeper inside.

Her heartbeat was erratic, her breathing ragged, her thighs trembling uncontrollably, her toes curled.

"I’m full... Adam... I’m so full... it’s pressing... it’s pressing everywhere... I can feel your sperm..." she sobbed.

"That’s what you wanted," he replied, continuing to thrust inside her, his hips pressed against hers.

"Keep it all in. Don’t waste a drop. I want to feel you filled with me."

When he withdrew, a thick, warm stream of semen ran down her thighs, sticky, glistening, mingling with the water.

Shiora immediately lay down on the bath mat, legs spread wide, her vulva open, her lips swollen and glistening with desire.

Adam knelt between them.

His penis, still glistening with Selene’s juices and semen, slid in one swift motion to Shiora’s uterus.

The sensation was different: tighter, more intense, the walls contracting immediately around him like a firm, eager hand.

Shiora moaned for a long time, her eyes rolling back, feeling the deep stretch, her head hitting the back of her uterus with almost painful precision.

Her heart raced violently, her breathing became deep and irregular, her fingers clenched on the mattress until her knuckles turned white.

"Yes... take me... fill me up too... I can feel your head... there... it’s warm... keep going... don’t stop... push in... deeper...!"

Selene, still trembling, her belly heavy and taut, straddled Shiora’s face.

Shiora began to lick her greedily, swallowing the still-flowing semen, her tongue plunging deep into the open vagina, tasting the salty flavor, the thickness, the residual heat, the mingling of their two bodies.

Adam kissed Selene, kneading her heavy breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers until they hardened even more, while he fucked Shiora with long, deep, steady thrusts.

Each time he thrust deeper, he felt Shiora’s womb open a little wider, its walls sucking him with increasing force, the juices flowing around his penis.

"She’s sucking the sperm from my pussy while you fill her up..." Selene murmured against Adam’s mouth, her voice still trembling from the aftershocks.

"And she’s already coming... can you feel how tight she is? She’s throbbing..." he replied.

"She’s going to fill up as much as you.

I’m going to make her just as round."

He came a second time, for over a minute longer, for over three hundred milliliters more, directly inside Shiora’s womb.

She cried out, her body arching, feeling the searing heat spread, the volume swelling her belly from within, the pressure against her organs that at times took her breath away.

Her intestines contracted with the distension.

Selene and Shiora came several times together, their cries blending into a single moan of pleasure, their bodies trembling, their muscles tightening in successive waves, their skin hot and glistening with sweat, their hearts beating in chaotic unison.

"Full... I’m full... it’s pressing... I can feel everything..." Shiora moaned.

"Both of us... we’re both full... look at our bellies..." added Selene, rubbing herself against his mouth again, a little semen still dripping.

Adam withdrew.

Selene and Shiora immediately knelt before him in the shallow water.

Their hot mouths closed around his still sticky, throbbing cock.

They passed it around with obvious relish, licking every drop of semen and juice, sucking the hypersensitive glans, tasting the thick, salty mixture, simultaneously cleansing and lubricating it with almost reverent devotion.

Selene took it deeper, her throat closing around him until he groaned and ran a hand through his hair. Shiora focused on the underside of the glans and his balls, sucking on them one by one, gently pulling them, licking them with soft, wet sounds.

"Taste it well..." he murmured in a husky voice.

"We like it... you taste of me and her... it’s warm... it’s thick... we could stay here for hours..." Selene replied between licks, her eyes raised to him.

"And you’re still hard... perfect... we want you to stay like this for the others... for them to feel how ready you are..." Shiora added before taking him in to the base, her eyes raised to him, her throat working around him.

When they were finished, Adam turned to Vespera and Isadora.

Vespera was already on all fours on the edge, her back arched, her buttocks presented, Isadora lying beneath her.

He knelt behind Vespera and thrust in all the way to her uterus.

The heat was immediate, almost suffocating.

Vespera’s walls contracted violently around him, tight and slippery, trying to hold him back with each withdrawal with remarkable force.

Vespera felt the brutal stretching, his head hitting the back of his uterus, an electric shock that shot up his spine to the nape of his neck and made him close his eyes.

His heart raced, his breathing became deep and labored, a vivid flush rose to his chest, his neck, his cheeks, and up to his ears.

"Damn... you’re so tight... and burning hot... you’re already sucking me... you’re throbbing..."

Vespera moaned loudly, her voice breaking with pleasure:

"Harder, Adam... fuck me... I can feel every vein... every thrust... it burns deep inside... don’t stop... fill me up... I want to feel your sperm... I want to be round too..."

Below, Isadora licked the exact spot where they met with greedy dedication.

She tasted Vespera’s juices, thicker, slightly sweet, and felt the heat of his penis going in and out, Vespera’s contractions under her tongue.

Her own clitoris was raw, swollen.

Adam kissed Vespera for a long time, feeling her womb open under his thrusts, then withdrew, laid Isadora on her back, raised her legs to her shoulders, and thrust himself into her to the hilt.

The sensation was different: tighter at the entrance, then warmer and more slippery deeper inside.

Isadora cried out, feeling the precise stretching, his head pushing against her womb with a distinct force.

"Deeper... hit my womb... I need it... I want to feel your head... again... again... harder...!" Isadora moaned, her hands gripping Adam’s arms.

Vespera sat on Isadora’s face.

Isadora felt Vespera’s burning pussy press against her mouth, her clitoris hard, her juices flowing abundantly, the taste of their mingled arousal.

Adam came first inside Vespera.

A full minute of thick, burning spurts.

Vespera screamed, feeling her womb fill slowly, heavily, the volume accumulating like a warm, living weight.

Her belly swelled beneath her hands, taut, her skin smooth and warm, her abdominal muscles contracting in spasms.

"I’m full... Adam... look at my belly... it’s round... it’s heavy..." she moaned.

"I can see it... and I’m going to do exactly the same to Isadora," he replied in a hoarse voice.

"She’s going to be just as full as you."

He withdrew and entered Isadora, releasing an identical load.

Isadora cried out, her body arching, feeling each spurt hit the back of her womb, the heat spreading, her belly becoming heavy and round, the muscles contracting around his still-pulsing penis, each thrust sending him a little deeper.

Adam withdrew.

Vespera and Isadora knelt and took turns sucking his penis, passing it back and forth, licking up the remaining semen, cleaning it, tasting it with soft, wet sounds and murmurs of pleasure.

Vespera sucked deeper, her throat tightening, while Isadora focused on the head of his penis, sliding it between her lips with torturous precision.

"You taste like both of us now..." Isadora murmured, licking a drop that was beading.

"And you’re still ready... we can tell you’re not finished... you’re still pulsing..." Vespera added.

"Clean it well... it’s going to fill us up again... and we want it to be perfect..." Elaria breathed to Vespera.

Adam moved on to Elaria and Astraea.

Astraea straddled Elaria.

He thrust into Elaria from behind while Astraea remained on his face.

Elaria’s pussy was burning hot, the walls contracting in long, deep, undulating spasms.

"He’s filling me up... I can feel him everywhere... your head against my womb... don’t stop... harder... I want it all..." Elaria moaned against Astraea’s vulva, her voice stifled.

Astraea rubbed her hips against Elaria’s mouth with slow, deliberate movements:

"Lick me... harder... I’m going to come just from feeling you take it... you’re so wet... you’re moaning so good..."

Adam kissed Elaria until she came several times, feeling her spasms around him, then laid Astraea down, lifted her legs, and penetrated her deeply.

"I missed you..." Astraea murmured, her eyes shining with tears of pleasure.

"Fill me like before... I want to feel your warmth... your pressure... give me everything... push in... don’t leave me empty..."