To Guest: The chapters are short, usually a thousand words so it'll take a long while before they finish. It's easy to update too, due to this format. Also for Misaki's pregnancy, well, it's pretty obvious by now isn't it? Just a matter of time until one of Touma's many sperms reach Misaki's ovum and begin conception, formation of a blastocyst, implants itself on a thin layer of cells in the uterus, become a zygote and eventually start the development into a fetus.

Now do the math. How many times did Touma *ahem* inject his sperm inside Misaki? At this rate it won't even take a month!

:D

Touma grunted. He laid on his side on the bed, spooning Misaki and squeezing her breast with his hand as he thrust his cock inside her over and over again. Just a few minutes ago He was fucking Mugino doggy style, his mind giving in to his baser instincts and desire to have her bear his children.

Mugino laid beside them, with Othinus on top of her and nibbling on her cherry hard nipple, soaking Mugino's breast in a mixture of perspiration and Othinus' spittle. Othinus' leg sensually rubbed between Mugino's own, coating Othinus' thigh with Touma's semen and Mugino's juice. Both girls amorously watched Touma's cock pump inside Misaki, their shimmering skins glistening with sweat and red with their physical activity, and the horny looks they gave each other as they made out and kissed sloppily.

But Othinus wasn't just focused on her lovers' lovemaking. She was also pleasing herself. Her legs were between Mugino's and she helped herself to reaching an orgasm by rubbing her clitoris against Mugino's thigh, but as she got more and more worked up it just wasn't enough. Othinus growled and pinched Mugino's nipple, making the auburn haired girl hiss, and pulled the double dildo. Othinus gave it a lick for Mugino's viewing pleasure, forced it down her throat until Mugino gagged as her mouth and tongue lubricated the dildo, pulled it out with a trail of saliva dropping to Mugino's cheek, buried one half inside herself, and pierced the other deep within Mugino's pussy walls, pushing Touma's cum out of her.

But even while Othinus dug her face in Mugino's neck, Mugino kept her eyes on the two. They were all caught in a vortex of lust so great they failed to notice the phone she was using to videotape them. It was Misaki's idea, really, but what was the harm in a little fun?

Though the constant thrusts were becoming enough of a distraction she might throw the phone on the wall and reciprocate Othinus' advances before she losses her mind. The video kept recording Misaki's shuddering body reaching an orgasm as Touma injected his hot seed inside her. He gripped her thigh and stomach, bit her shoulder and marked her as his. property to do with as he wills.

VoV

It was early the next morning when Touma woke up with an epiphany. He was covered by the svelte arms and lovely legs of his three lovers, their breasts pressed to his shoulder, sides and chest. Othinus slept on top of him, Misaki on his right, and Mugino on his left.

For a moment he almost forgot that he moved to the small town due to the uncanny resemblance of his room. He was back in the city that never sleeps.

And then he heard kids talking and laughing and walking down the street early to school. He sighed. Yup, he was back in his hometown alright.

He moved to get up and found a conundrum. Misaki's arms tightened their hold on his shoulder, squeeze her large breasts between them and rub her nipples on his skin. She nuzzled his shoulder and sighed dreamily in her sleep. Her honey blonde hair was messily spread out, and he was close enough for her threads to tickle his nose.

He tried the same with Mugino. She wasn't holding his shoulder, but rather gripping his abdomen, which meant her hand was between him and Othinus. She growled and buried her head in his side, making him wince with the impact. Her breasts, while not as large as Misaki's were still bountiful, and he was made aware of that fact when she rubbed herself against him a little too tight.

"Hmm." Othinus smiled from where she laid on top of his body, sensually moving her hips and making him groan as her pussy lips meeting his cock. "Someone's horny." Her green eye glimmered with mischief and her lips made a playful smile. If only her petite body wasn't teasing him at the same time. She swayed her hips, nudged his tip, and licked his cheek. "What's wrong, Touma? Cat got your tongue?"

"More like trying to bite my chicken if we're gonna stick with euphemisms," he groaned as she lightly lowered her lips, letting the tip of his manhood inside her pussy before pulling up. She was licking her lips and smirking at his attempt to sit up, her hands gripping his chest and pushing him down the bed. He was trapped and defenseless to her attacks.

The petite blonde girl straddling his lips arched her back and moaned. "I could use some fucking right about now. Shame there isn't a man to satisfy my needs. If only I had one."

"Now you're just being unfair," Touma complained. "Or intentionally blind. Which is it. Either you're ignoring your own husband despite the fact you married him because he was good at fucking your brains out, or you're role playing a blind person unable to see the hot stud they're riding."

She pouted. He winked and added, "It's fine. I don't kink-shame."

She pinched his sides. He laughed despite the pain. He knew it was turning her on, watching him being defiant to her like that. Control turned her on, with the best example being how Othinus dominated Mugino in most of their exploits. But defiance to it was just as much, if not more, effective.

When sticks fail, she'll resort to carrots. Carrots and sticks was a metaphor for a reward and punishment to achieve a desired behavior. You give a dog a treat whenever it followed your orders, and sprayed it whenever it was disobedient or unruly.

Othinus was giving him a carrot in the form of her forefinger tracing his lips, her tongue licking his cheek, her teeth nibbling his ear, and sultrily whispered, "You're my bitch, Touma. I'm going to torture you until you beg for me to let you release your hot seed inside me, and you're going to enjoy every moment of it."

And then she impaled herself on his cock, gasping as her pussy walls coiled around his manhood. She followed it up with her teeth digging into his skin and drawing blood, marking him as hers. She gyrated her hips on his, making the experience as teasingly slow as possible. Each time he made a sound she bit a little harder, and each time he kept quiet she receded on her bites. He almost came two minutes into it due to her raw sensuality, but she tilted her hips a fraction and prevented him from coming. He knew this was going to continue for quite some time, and cried with anguish at the thought of being unable to release the load from his morning wood inside her. Yet despite it all he was extremely turned on. Fuck him he was enjoying it. Her bites were painful, her pussy pleasurable, and he was left a mess unable to escape the holds of their two other lovers while the blonde minx with the carnal body of a goddess had her way with him.

But the soft moans that escaped her lips alongside her saliva mixing with his blood told him that there was a chance he could emerge victorious. And once he got out of these restraints that were admittedly wonderful (big breasts often were) he'll happily return the favor.