Collide Gamer

John walked alone towards the primary playroom of the mansion.

The encounter with Lyndell had left him wanting for more. Even after Aclysia had drained him of the immediate excess of his Libido, the craving remained. The craving had existed before the little cuddling session, however. It was always there, his desire to push the boundary of what he had, the greed, the indulgence in his own sin of lust.

It was not a laudable part of who he was, but he considered it reasonably under control. Like adding Lyndell to his harem, so too had he managed to keep this craving under control for the last few days and even beyond that. Now, finally, it was time to satisfy it.

Naked, he entered the room. He did not knock, why would he? All he found were two nubile women, both of them his. One wore red lingerie that hid nothing. The bra had oval windows for her nipples and the panties a gap for her pussy. Lydia presented herself proudly, a hand on her hips.

The other woman was on the floor. She had been kneeling when he entered and prostrated herself as soon as he had closed the door. Her forehead met the floor mats, her ass rose much higher than it needed to, showing off the perfect curve. “I offer to you the second of my three flowers. May you use it with as much pleasure as you will bring to me, Master.”

An empress knelt before him. Even though he was now equal to her in rank, that fact poured passion like molten lava through his veins. Silent, he stood above her, feasting on the submissive curve of her spine and the glisten of the gem-studded plug in the hole all of this was about.

“Rise,” John commanded.

Lulu elegantly sat up. He extended a hand to her, helping her stand. “Going right to the main course?” she asked.

“I am quite hungry today.” John guided her to a simple construction of wood and leather. It had a long central surface and two thinner ones at the side, notably lower, with the back ends rising about halfway back to the level of the middle. It could be used in a variety of ways, the most common one of which they were going with tonight.

First, Lulu climbed on top of it, then she sank to all fours. The construction supported the doggy style nicely and did so at the height of John’s hips. That was the crucial part. He wanted to have the freedom to walk for this.

“Any final tips you want to give her, Lydia?” John inquired.

The queen hummed, walking a circle around the construction as she thought. “She has been preparing herself more than adequately these past few days.” Lydia stopped next to John, then looked over to one of the many vitrines filled with sex toys. “I would recommend trying a set of anal beads, were it not for her evident ambivalence towards anal.”

“Evident ambivalence?” John asked. He had not been privy to the preparations for today, so he wasn’t in the know how much Lydia had probed her fellow haremette.

“We did some light play, nothing with anything that will rob me of the surprise of having your size inside me,” Lulu reported. “We came to the conclusion that I’m not one of the anal sluts around here.”

“She responded well enough, she clearly isn’t averse to it,” Lydia clarified.

John already knew that from having personally inserted a butt plug into the empress at numerous occasions, including during the mornings of their stay in the Forbidden City. That in combination with his pleasure increases made him confident that he could satisfy her, if nothing else. “So I can curb my expectations when it comes to her having a sudden anal awakening?”

“Yup,” Lulu answered, before Lydia could. “Disappointed?”

“A little bit,” John confessed. Who didn’t like a female partner that came often and intensely? “But I will simply accept this.” He rested his cock in the valley between her cheeks. Heat filled his voice, as he thrust back and forth. “I’ll make this as fantastic for you as I can. Every bit of you that I can conquer, I will.”

“Mhmmmm, then show me your vigour, Master,” Lulu purred.

Without further delay, John removed the plug from the empress’ backdoor. The toy came free with a satisfying amount of resistance by the gaping sphincter. Lydia took the toy and handed John a bottle of lube. He wasn’t a fan of relying on such substances, but in situations like this, it was the only appropriate thing to do.

He poured it generously over Lulu’s perfect butt and the cock hot-dogged on it. A couple thrusts spread the slippery liquid all over the wanted areas. For his viewing pleasure, he rubbed the excess over her cheeks, making them glisten in the soft, artificial light of the room.

Lydia had put the plug in a spot for Aclysia to collect later. Once returned to the scene, she stepped behind John. “I love this moment,” she whispered into his ear. Reaching around, she grabbed his cock. A few pumps spread precum and lube over the few spots that had been left. “Make her cry in delight, my love.”

Letting her guide him, he pulled his hips back until Lydia could align the head of his cock with the pre-widened hole. The engorged head pushed inside easily. When his hard shaft began to stretch her further, Lulu grunted. It was an animalistic sound, pleasure with a hint of pain. He kept it very slow, to ensure it remained at that mixture.

“By Heaven and Earth, you are big,” the imperial cocksleeve moaned. Her green eyes spied over her shoulder, following the gradual disappearance of his manhood. “This is way better than the toys.”

She said that and she meant it, but Lydia’s analysis had still been spot-on. In terms of his harem, a woman moaning and sighing as she got her butt stuffed was on the low end of enjoyment. Still, when he pressed against her ass, her eyelids fluttered. A playful smirk spread on her green lips.

The view never got old. Her face, for one, but the obscene display of his cock buried between her cheeks as well. Even though anal was his own least favourite way to have sex, John could never deny how much it turned him on to see his girth stretch out a sphincter like that.

“You love this?” Lulu asked.

“He loves fucking royals,” Lydia said. “It strokes his pride.”

“Immensely.” John closed his eyes and basked in the sensations. A queen’s tits on his back and the tight walls of an empress’ asshole around him – what wasn’t there to delight in?

He slowly pulled back, taking in her hotness and the tight ring gradually releasing him. When he began to push back into her, he opened his eyes again, taking in the trembles of her back muscles.

Despite his initial rush of desire, John opted to keep this overall tame. He accelerated slowly, reaching his fastest at a power that barely had her ass clap when he slammed against it. “Oh, this – is – n’t – ha – lf – bad,” her sentence was made choppy by the rhythmic impacts. Every syllable was heavy with pleasure. A smack of her ass had her shout. “Master!”

“Occupy her tongue a bit,” John instructed.

“As you wish, my love.” Lydia released his chest. Long, methodical struts carried her around the wooden contraption. Having heard the order, Lulu received her fellow haremette with a wide open mouth. John saw it all through a hovering Ego Blade that he always kept Possessed at times like these. He wanted to see everything,

The imperial cocksleeve’s tongue extended inhumanely long. It was pointy and a bit smoother than the human equivalent – it was the tongue of a dragon. Curving, Lulu’s tongue penetrated Lydia’s dripping sex.

“Good girl.” Lydia grabbed the back of Lulu’s head, pulling her face between the queen’s legs. Lydia’s left hand rolled one of her nipples between her fingers. “So very good.”

John got to enjoy the scene twice over. Lydia was a feast for the eyes, blushing excitedly and rolling her hips. Lulu was a pervert who loved being stuck between cock and pussy, her shivers visibly growing more intense as she continued.

An irregularity mingled in with her reactions, a rising tide of spasms. John kept his pace steady, predictable, to let her body experience this without sudden stresses. After ten seconds of this approach, the moans from the adorable submissive spiked in volume. Uncontrolled shivers followed soon thereafter.

Lulu’s first orgasm from anal sex was as gorgeous as any of them. The high-pitched panting, the trembling of her shoulders, the curving of her back, the curling of her toes, they were each signs of her delight. In her glassy-eyed expression, John saw nothing but delight.

‘I can make her feel so much better,’ he thought.

The door to the playroom opened. Turning around to greet himself felt silly, so John did not bother. The Ambassador Double walked to a different contraption in the playroom. It was quite similar to the one Lulu was currently on, with one simple difference: it was designed for two people.

The real Gamer slung an arm around Lu Zhi and lifted her up. Her long tongue slithered out of Lydia, leaving the anal queen gasping for more. Doubtlessly knowing what would come next, she did not say a single word, only followed when they switched from one construction to the other.

John lifted Lulu off his cock. She was relatively small and made some delighted noises while he manhandled her into a different position. Gently, he placed her on her back. “If you would,” the Gamer offered to Lydia.

The copper-haired woman did not have to be told which way to face. Much like John had no interest in knowing what his own cum tasted like, none of his haremettes had any interest in an ass-to-mouth experience. Granted, it would have taken a very horny moment for John himself to be interested in crossing that line.

Rather than the nastiness of certain acts, John focused on the beauty of this one. Lydia got on top of the much shorter woman, aligning herself pussy to pussy. Lower lips kissed, haremettes gasped, and John’s second body presented his cock to the eager pair. Light blue and green eyes stared, red and green lips parted.

Lydia moaned lightly, when he pulled the vibrating butt plug out of her favourite hole. She screamed in delight when he replaced the toy with his cock. Pussy juice and precum made any lube unnecessary.

The difference between an anal slut and a normal nympho was stark. The ecstatic trembles travelled up and down her spine, somehow stopping before her sphincter could do more than mildly clench. That part of her remained relaxed, ready for him to start thrusting.

‘Such lewd bodies,’ John thought, while offering the clean cock of his double to Lulu’s upper lips. Her tongue greeted him first, playfully coiling around his shaft, angling it downwards so he could sink into her mouth and then throat fluidly. Wide-eyed, neck bulging, the imperial cocksleeve clawed first at the air, then scratched Lydia’s back with trimmed nails.

Lydia was an all-holes slut, Lulu was a throat addict, they were both nymphomaniacs and he was the luckiest man in the entire world to be pounding two of the three most gorgeous empresses in the world.

‘I’ll pull Jane in later,’ he thought.

Gently fucking a woman’s throat may have been somewhat of an oxymoron, but John succeeded anyway. Lulu’s lips were as tight a ring as Lydia’s sphincter. He was just a little rougher with her, sinking almost the full length of his rock-hard shaft into her with every reverberating thrust.

“Oh, my lovvvvve, keep that pace!” the queen encouraged him. Slightly, she rocked her hips back and forth. Her ass rippled. Her pussy glided wetly over Lulu’s, underlining the loud lovemaking with smacking of lower lips.

John did as instructed, pushing Lydia over the edge. Lulu was close behind. The two sovereigns held one another, delighting in feeling the other’s heat as much as John delighted in watching them. Spasms, strong and true, had them writhe on their pedestal.

He pulled out of their holes, then swiftly aligned himself with the alternative. Lulu enjoyed getting her backdoor stuffed again half as much as Lydia loved her throat stretching, but they were still both moaning.

Lydia bobbed her head, eager to repay him for the anal pounding she had been given. Those perfect, red lips were pillowy and soft as they rolled up and down his shaft. Lulu cried out in pleasure. The aftermath of her last orgasm made her extra sensitive: Lydia managed to make the meeting of their pussies even more intimate during this time.

The overlay of sensations, sights and sounds became too much for John. His groans became more and more strained, as his willpower pushed against the inevitable. He tickled out every second he could. Lydia was easily brought to another climax. It wasn’t until Lulu came for the third time that John let the dam break.

Cum pumped up his cocks, flooding Lydia’s mouth and the depths of Lulu’s asshole simultaneously. Marking two royals like this was a special flavour of fantastic, as special as all the other flavours of pumping full his assembly of country gals, maids, tomboys, and whatever else his harem had on offer.

The Queen of Mithril pumped his shaft with a jittery hand. Her cheeks were bulging slightly from the sheer size of his load. The taste made her eyelids tremble, the irises behind them struggling to remain focused.

When she bowed down to share the load, an excess of it obscenely spilled all over Lulu’s lips. She did not get to lick it up, too busy swapping back and forth the thick white in a deep kiss with Lydia. They were both lost in the bliss of the moment. Getting filled on both ends elevated Lulu’s orgasm to such heights that her pussy released a squirt of clear pussy juices.

John remained fully inside her backdoor for as long as she was cumming, then removed himself slowly. The two lustful sovereigns were no longer kissing, instead sharing a worship of his cock. It was clear what hole Lulu wanted stuffed again.

He gleefully obliged her desires.

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