'They' put a cock ring on him, preventing him from ejaculating. 'They' pretended to be asleep just to watch him be rode over and over. 'They' aided Othinus in holding him down as she pulled out with a pop, held his erection soaked in her juices and his precum, rubbed her thumb on the tip, licked the tip, and forced a ring down the base of his dick. For a second he thought she was going to give him a blowjob with how she used her tongue, but the trail of precum trailing down her chin was merely a distraction from the thing that caused him pain and pleasure in different ways. It restricted the blood flow, enhanced his erection and kept it erect by disabling his ability to release.
'They' kissed his cheeks and slid his hand over their chests in a silent apology for deceiving him by pretending to sleep just to prevent him from escaping Othinus' idea of a 'good time', allowing him to fondle their breasts and nipples which earned him a moan.
'They' were Misaki and Mugino, smiling and laughing, respectively. His forearms were trapped between their breasts, which was a wonderful feeling. But the metallic ring Othinus had him wear turned him off a little. His body was aware of what it meant, obviously, and refused to stand down.
He wanted to bolt, or more likely for them all to go down and take them from behind. But his legs weren't much use either, as Mugino and Misaki's sexy legs were wrapped around his, with Othinus straddling his hips adding to the weight. Not to mention her hands holding his chest and pushing him down. His forearm sunk between Misaki's plump breasts, while the other remained on Mugino's slightly smaller chest. She licked her lips and nibbled his cheek as his forefinger and thumb traced her areola and pinched her nipple. The contrast between the softness of her cleavage and the hardness of her nub was amazing. He pinched it a second time and made her give a low, husky moan, sinking her teeth just a little deeper into his skin as her tongue soaked his cheeks in her spittle. The sultry look she gave him made him gulp. Not that Misaki's or Othinus' lascivious and lewd eyes were any better.
He could something wet on his legs. Misaki rubbed her hips against him, and gave a cheeky smile when he gaped at her. She claimed two of his limbs, and Mugino the other pair. The sheer number of desirable bodies surrounding him and the heat they exuded made him dizzy, and cock ring in addition to the aforementioned cause wasn't helping his situation in the slightest. Othinus arched her back and impaled herself with his cock. His groan of pleasure was accompanied by a slight wince at the pressure the ring was doing to his dick.
"Babe, I-I don't understand why we couldn't do this normally." He groaned. Othinus gasped and moaned with each bounce on his hips. Her legs were on either side of him where she knelt, and her knees overlapped with Mugino and Misaki's thighs.
"Because I love you," she moaned as her pussy walls tightened on his cock. Her feelings literally turned her on and just voicing them was enough to make her waver. She put one hand behind her on his thigh, just above Mugino's legs. "G-grab the rope, please. If this keeps up I might give in to his demands."
"No, s-stop, gah! Fuck." Touma groaned as Othinus increased the pace of her bounces. Misaki kept her hold on one side, while Mugino stretched away from his side while maintaining her legs wrapped on his as she stretched to the floor and gave him a good view of the side of her boob. She pulled a rope from the floor, alongside a bed mask and a ball gag. The rope and the face mask were things she used on Misaki just a few nights ago, and the ball gag was something Touma put on Othinus last night.
Having three people hold you down was actually effective, who'd have known. Whenever he tried pulling his arms away they'd grab it and hastily wrap the ropes on his wrist while tightening their grip on the rest of his limbs. The gasps, yelps and growls indicated they were turned on by his resistance. He thought they were actually getting wetter, if the increased liquid substance on his legs were any indication. Othinus' pussy walls tightened each time she saw him resist, which meant she was really getting off from the act.
His hands were tied to the bed posts, the red ball gag was wrapped on his mouth, and his eyes were covered by the bed mask. He was truly her plaything, her toy. A dildo attached to a human body. And she loved every second of it. Touma helplessly screamed against the ball gag, doing nothing but spilling spittle out of his mouth.
"M-more, more!" Othinus' hands leaned onto his shoulders, and her blonde hair curtained his face from the rest of the room. She increased her thrusts, dug her fingers into his skin, and wrapped her legs on his waist. Her chest fell to his as she hugged him and climaxed. Touma cried in frustration at his inability to release himself inside her.
Othinus pushed her hair behind her back, cupped his cheek and kissed him. The ball gag getting in the way didn't seem to bother her, though she did pull it up a bit just to bury her tongue in his mouth and dominate him in their kiss. He was too disoriented to do otherwise. Their lips parted with a trail of saliva. She was breathing heavily, her face flushed with the ordeal.
"Pleas-" Before he could speak she gave him another passionate kiss that left him wanting more but didn't help the part where he couldn't come. She pulled her lips from his, pressed her chest to his face and let him suck and suckle on her small breasts.
"Please, let me out. I'll play along. Just pull that ring off me."
"Hush," Othinus said, pressing her forefinger to his lips, pushed inside it, and soaked her finger in his saliva. "Just bear with it for now." She pulled her finger out, raised the ball gag back into his mouth and muffled his words of desperation. Mugino and Misaki still laid beside him, looking at him in adoration and awe. If only he could see the fondness on their faces.
They took turns riding him. It started with Othinus, who buried her nails into his chest and raked a fine line over his skin as she moaned and increased the pace of her hips. Despite his restraints Touma was still able to thrust inside her. He couldn't see Othinus run her hands over her hair, arch her back or cup her breasts. Her body glistened But he could feel her legs around his hips and her pussy walls squeezing his cock. She came soon after, convulsing and falling until their chests met in harried breaths.
The only difference were his cries and tears leaking from his eyes. She saw his expression and managed to squeeze a bit more, climaxing solely from looking at him. He was that big of a stimulation for her.
Mugino pushed Othinus to the side, dislodging her pussy from Touma's cock with a pop. She yelped and made contact with Misaki on the other side of Touma. Misaki winced with the impact as Othinus' back hit her chest. Her large breasts were squeezed against Othinus' back, and her arms and legs were positioned behind Othinus' own in an effort to catch the more mature, yet slimmer girl. Now it appeared more like she was spooning Othinus, albeit unintentionally.
Othinus, still shaky and horny reacted immediately and began fingering Misaki and rub herself on Misaki's legs. Misaki jerked her hands trying to push Othinus' fingers off her on reflex, but the defiance only made Othinus growl, push Misaki's back to the bed, pinch the underside of her large breast and take a bite out of the other, leaving bite marks around and on her areola as Othinus suckled her nipple. The bite was so strong it had Misaki yelping and arching her back even as Othinus continued finger-fucking her.
Mugino lowered one knee between his legs, the other over his hips and impaled herself on his cock. She did most of the fucking, often growling when he tried to thrust at all. Where Othinus' legs were those of beautiful nobility, Mugino's were that combined with a hint of athleticism if the muscles he felt were any indication. Touma was forced into enduring the pleasure she gave him. Right now she was tighter than Othinus, indicating just how horny she was.
Fuck, he just wanted to cum.
Whereas Othinus exploited eroticism to turn him on, Mugino was aggressive and simply took what she wanted. The differences might seem superficial at first, but their methodology and means to achieve their goals were completely different based on those initial assumptions. It helped that she was attractive, upfront and demanding. He was more in tune with girls that knew what they wanted and strove to get it.
But right now she strove to fuck him until his testicles would explode from the inside and it was not helping. Her bouncing breasts glistened more than the rest of her body. Her cherry red nipples was hard. Her legs were straining with her position, but she found the challenge turning her on.
She lowered her chest to his, pressed her breasts between them and rubbed herself against him. He howled in frustration, wanting to squeeze her tits and fuck her brains out. Her wicked grin would've been enough to make him come if he could see her.
She gyrated her hips and slowed down her pace. Rubbed her chest on his, making him painfully aware of her hard nubs pressing his skin. The exact opposite of Othinus who simply got faster and faster. She licked her lips, his chin, his cheek, and his ear, leaving a trail of her slobber over his face. She wrapped her svelte arms around his head and hugged him.
She peeked at her side and found Othinus in a similar position over Misaki, with Othinus whispering something to her fellow blonde as she continued groping Misaki's ridiculously large breasts, rubbed herself on Misaki's thigh and finger the girl nonstop. It was the exact opposite of Touma too. While he couldn't come, she came too much. Misaki wanted to rest, but Othinus had none of it and furiously increased the speed of her fingers.
"You make me so hot," she huskily said. "Just knowing you love me turns me on." Her words became heavier with every breath. "So fucking horny, having to go through this. God!" She moaned and pushed one arm beneath him, slithering through their bodies. As she came she eased out on the ring a little, letting Touma come with her.
It was bliss. His white hot cum filled her to the brim. He wanted to impregnate her so bad. She probably already was. He wanted to do so many things to her just to show how grateful he was for her aid.
Unfortunately, it didn't last. Before he could spurt further, Mugino returned the ring. It was a little reprieve, that was all. Is was like putting a clamp over a running hose, waiting for it to explode. And his face was so red because he was fighting the body's desire to release and explode.
Touma whined into his ball gag. Mugino kissed his cheek and then disengaged herself from his hips.
Othinus' fingers were drenched with Misaki's juices when she helped the wobbly girl up Touma. Misaki was purer and kinder than the other two minxes living with him. Surely she of all people would help him out? Her legs were softer yet fuller than either Mugino or Othinus. Same with her large breasts. Even with his bed mask on Touma could somewhat visualize the shadow her rack cast over his face.
Misaki, being the Godsent angel that she was, took the ring out and impaled herself all at once. He wasn't even the reason why she climaxed. It was Othinus. Touma also came. Spurts of his hot seed exploded inside her into a torrent. It was the momentum that made Misaki orgasm. Othinus and Mugino laid on either side of Touma while Misaki rode out her climax as he filled her to the brim.
For a while Touma was left gurgling in euphoria as three sweaty attractive girls breathed heavily beside and over his body.
It was a few hours later when Othinus finally managed to rejuvenate from the tiring love making. They took turns fucking him after Misaki rode Touma nearly unconscious, allowing him to cum inside them over and over again. A trail of his semen trailed a line below her thigh and into the mattress. Small puddles of sweat, juices and cum were all over the place. One even managed to hit the wall from when Mugino gave Touma a handjob and directed the spurt to the wall. She slurped her hand clean of his load.
Now they were all resting. Othinus still beside Touma, hands playfully scratching his chest, her small breasts pressed into his skin and teasing him by rubbing her nipples over his body and her lovely legs draped over his own. Misaki laid on the other side of Touma. She was on her chest, her large breasts compressed against the mattress and her fingers fiddling with her smartphone. Her leg was hooked over Touma's knee, enjoying the body-heat he gave off. Mugino sat on the bedside looking out the window. Her chest was heaving. Sweat trickled down her cheek, her neck, below her collarbone, under her cleavage and popping when it reached her red nipple, which was bright red when she let Touma suckle and bite desperately. His teeth marks were still visible around her areola in addition to the ones Othinus gave her last night.
She paid him back. She removed her soaked left hand from his cock and licked the cum off her palm, knuckles and fingers. A glance at his manhood confirmed it was finally limp. Touma had more stamina than most men who finished too quickly. In fact, she'd go as far as say he was abnormal in his ability to have an erection for almost an hour. But even he had limits, and he's finally reached them.
She pressed her forefinger to her lips, inserted her forefinger and soaked it with her saliva. Her tongue cleaned it up of whatever remained from Touma's semen. His ragged breathing through the ball gag told of his exhaustion. She was as tired as he is, but the advantage of being a girl meant she could climax over and over again without losing anything for it. She wasn't the one planting seed, it was his job.
She wiped her hand on her chest, shivered and winced. She was still sensitive if the slight stimulation was any hint. She glanced at Misaki. "What'ya doing over there? You've been looking at that screen for over ten minutes now."
Misaki glanced back at her. Her eyes were aroused. Her smile coquettish. She returned her gaze to the phone. "Nothing your curious ability will have to worry about, Shizuri-chan~"
Mugino looked at her ass. It was as plump as her thighs and breasts. She had more of everything. While Mugino was curvaceous, she was also slim. Othinus was lithe. Misaki was the exact opposite and had beauty that sometimes made Mugino just a little bit jealous.
It was squashed by the immense love she had for Misaki. She still remembered the day they met. Misaki was a Tokiwadai student, and she an enforcer of the Dark Side. They were both victims of Academy City before Othinus gathered them into a conspiracy that led to the city's destruction.
It was just one adventure after another. They were the ones that stayed by Othinus' side while the others went off to do their own thing. They still met in special events like cocktail birthday parties and soirees and emergencies in case they were being attacked and overwhelmed, as unlikely as that is.
They were drinking one night in their room in a penthouse in Miami. They were getting touchy with each other. It led to a kiss, and then caresses, and then the bed. And even now years later they were still together. With one other, of course. She fondly glanced at Touma, still tied up and helpless. Her gaze turned amorous when they returned to Misaki.
"Tell me," Mugino smiled playfully. Misaki blushed. That caught Othinus' eye and she stopped her current activity, which was licking and biting Touma's neck. If Mugino didn't know any better she'd think Othinus was a vampire.
"No thanks!" Misaki winked.
"Teeeeeeeell meeeeee." Mugino got on all four, leaped from the bedside and landed on top of Misaki, leaving her breathless with the impact. She caught Othinus pulling some toys from the duffel bag underneath the bed. Mugino grinned, pushed Misaki's beautiful face to the pillow, trapped Misaki's sexy legs with her own, pressed her pelvis into Misaki's sweet ass to push it down, squished her breasts on Misaki's back, locked one of Misaki's soft forearms behind her back and snatched the phone.
"Ah, this is the video we made last night," Mugino said out loud for Othinus and Touma if he isn't unconscious from her repeated handjobs. She locked Misaki's arm with her stomach, consequently simulating doggy-style with her position behind Misaki, and slithered her hand into Misaki's chest. "Why watch this when we can have the real thing?"
She looked owlishly at Misaki. Misaki was helpless against physical activity. Between the three of them, not counting Touma for the obvious, Misaki was the least athletic. She didn't have any muscle at all. Mugino was the opposite. She was a fan of a fit body and exercised almost daily. Well, if exercise included the hot sex they all have then maybe Misaki was starting to gain muscles, but nowhere near the ones Mugino possessed.
"God, this video's making me feel so wet," she sensually whispered into Misaki's ear. That and Misaki's wonderful body she grinding against her own. She nuzzled Misaki's honey blonde hair, then the side of her neck. She had a natural scent that was almost like a perfume. Different from the natural musk Touma possessed, but equally attractive and heart racing.
"I've got some toys~" Othinus held two blue double ended strap on dildos. She climbed over Touma's helpless form, glanced down his body, bit her lip, shook her head free of the temptation and went towards Mugino and Misaki. Mugino gave a wicked smile and reversed her position, rolling her back into the bed with Misaki on top of her. She licked Misaki's ear and bit it when Othinus inserted one end of the dildo inside her pussy.
Mugino closed her eyes, sighed with the pleasure, opened her eyes and found Misaki staring at her with one eye closed. Misaki's cheeks flushed, her breathe heavy, and her skin shined with a sheen of sweat.
"Fuck," Othinus moaned and inserted the other one inside her pussy. Mugino met Othinus' amorous green eye, Misaki's large breasts, and simultaneously thrust inside her ass and pussy. Mugino threw the phone away and squeezed both of Misaki's ridiculously large breasts while Othinus smashed her lips to Misaki's, hungrily sucking Misaki's tongue off as she fucked the girl.
While the three were busy fucking, they didn't notice the phone hit Touma's elbow, the buttons he pressed, or that it was uploaded to his Facebook account. Soon the post was getting likes beyond his contacts from Universities and the city, downloaded and reuploaded on other platforms across the internet, and spread beyond his control.
Soon the world will look up in awe of Touma as the greatest man that ever lived.