My Little Ventrue Pt. 05 Ch. 21

He could smell his lover's arousal, vampire nose picking up on the scent of her juices underneath him. The fact she loved having her enormous breasts played with, touched, massaged, and most importantly, suckled on, was quickly becoming his biggest turn on, and he groaned into the heavy softness covering his face. It was the perfect way to indulge, to simply lay there on her lap, her huge breast covering his face, while he suckled, and suckled, and suckled.

She started to orgasm. Both Jack and Ashley slowed their suckling, and kept the stimulus to nothing more than the softest kisses, as the buxom goddess came. Antoinette kept her voice quiet, only the tiniest moan escaping her, as she pushed her breasts into him and the ghoul beside him. Her hand on his head, no longer stroking his hair, pressed his head toward her, cradling him and smooshing his face into her breast. He kept his mouth wide open, so her large, engorged areola filled it, and he placed a couple of soft licks as she came, earning some gentle tremors from her. Eventually, she leaned back, and let his head fall back onto her thigh, half his face no longer covered so he could see Ashley had backed off as well.

Antoinette smiled down at him. Both her nipples were as swollen as they could get, each glistening in the blue light with wetness. He gawked, blatantly, and did his best to not cum into the set of lips still holding his glans in a gentle, enveloping kiss. He managed to look down at Julee, and he could see the ballerina looked delirious with need; he was too. The whole room was soaking in sexuality, in hard contrast to all the black skulls and skeletons everywhere. There was nothing quite as hot as watching the busty woman cum from nothing but having her nipples sucked on, and the ghouls felt the same way.

"To let Jack rest his head upon my lap," Antoinette said, "to invite him to let me soothe his wounds, has become part of our romance, my pets. Each man is different, and where others may show their vulnerability differently, each man is vulnerable." She nodded to Julee, so the ghoul raised her head, and crawled over his leg to come sit beside Ashley, by his legs. "Many men, if not most, have been conditioned by society to be emotionally reserved; women, far less so. And I am terribly lucky to have found a man who will open himself to me so, expose himself so, and," she jingled on the metal chain attached to the collar, "be willing submit to me."

Submit. Such a strong, naughty word, and he shivered as he met her red gaze. In the blue light, they weren't red, they were black, and he gulped as he stared up at her.

He gulped again, louder, as the Daeva slipped her legs out from underneath him, and crawled over him, massive breasts swaying underneath her. She straddled his legs, his knees underneath her butt, and took his cock into her hands, both of them. She leaned forward, far forward, until her teardrop breasts pressed to his pelvis, burying his hips and waist in their softness as the two pillows swallowed his cock between them, hiding Antoinette's hands as well.

"Julee, come, finish." The Prince blew Jack a kiss, and nodded toward Julee, as the Daeva guided his cock out from underneath her breasts enough so his length was pressing up against her right breast, near Julee.

The blushing ghoul let out a tiny squeak, leaned in, slid underneath the black robe that dangled in the way from the Prince's side, and began to kiss his glans. Immediate pleasure shocks ran down the length, and Jack shivered as he felt the tingling warmth of cum begin to build up between his legs. Antoinette rubbed his glans against her nipple, gently easing it back forth just enough to earn friction, while allowing Julee to continue kissing the swollen head of his cock. Each kiss was joined by tongue, and the ghoul spared no expense in trying to stimulate him this time. She buried half the engorged flesh with each kiss, and pressed her tongue and lips against it hard enough to push it into Antoinette's puffy areola.

He didn't move his hips, no matter how much he wanted to. Hold still, and let the pleasure waves build, until his inner muscles flexed, and forced out the first gush of cum. A hard squirt, heat filling his cock and making him lift his head, demanding he watch as it hit both Julee's lips, and Antoinette's breast. It was a hard enough gush to overwhelm them both, and Julee squeaked as she pulled back, a thick strand of cum running down from her forehead, over her cheek, and onto her lips. She leaned back in at Antoinette's behest, and resumed suckling on the side of his glans, though not covering the very tip, so each squirt of his thick fluid gushed up over Antoinette's breast, and Julee's face. The stimulation was almost painful, but Julee knew to ease up, be gentler with her kisses, as the orgasm had Jack struggling with all his might to hold still. Antoinette's right hand continued to gently stroke his length, but her other, now soaked in his cum, reached down to begin caressing his testicles, making each fresh gush of his fluid fill him with more powerful pleasure waves.

Finally done, Julee pulled away, and looked at him. Several strands of his cum coated her face, dripping down from her forehead and cheeks, down over her lips and chin, and dripping onto his abs.

"S-Sorry," he said.

"Don't be!" Ashley, groaning openly at the sight, climbed around Jack to sit across from Julee, Jack between them, both girls sitting around his hips. With a giggle, the blonde leaned in, gave her friend a kiss on the cheek, licking up a large glob of his cum, and winked at him as she pulled it into her mouth. She was delighting in playing to a typical fantasy for him, probably at Antoinette's request; it was working.

With Julee's head out of the way, Jack also groaned, a similar sound to Ashley's, at the sight at Antoinette's right breast coated in his cum.

"Ashley," Antoinette said, smiling at her ghoul, and guiding his cock underneath the other breast.

"Oh, yes please." Ashley pulled aside the other half of Antoinette's dangling, open robe, and wasted no time, leaning down over Jack's side and immediately setting her lips to his glans. His shaft was coated in his cum now, and Antoinette let out her own sigh of bliss, as she began to rub his hot skin against her other swollen nipple. And Ashley, mischievous imp that she was, made sure to both suckle and kiss his cock, but also her mistress's areola.

Just as the queen intended, no doubt. She sighed bliss again, and nodded her head toward Julee. With a little shiver of her own, Julee reached out with both her hands, and began to massage Jack's cum into the breast he'd already soaked. Waves of the white now coated the softness, leaving lines in the patterns Julee's fingers drew, before some of it fell onto Jack's waist and pelvis. While massaging, Julee leaned in, and set her cum-soaked lips to Antoinette's wet nipple, pulling all of it into her mouth, and burying it in suckling kisses.

Ashley reached back and behind the Prince with one of her hands. Jack couldn't see what she was doing, but judging from the tiny shudder the Prince made, and the smile she gave her pet, he had to assume the ghoul was massaging Antoinette's clit.

There was a lot going on, and all Jack could do was watch. He did manage to grab a pillow, and slip it under his head so he could do that easier, but he knew the Prince would not want him to interfere; holding still was paramount. It was torture, every reflex telling him to get in there, do something, penetrate something, push himself to another quick orgasm. But Antoinette liked to make him cum using nothing but the sensitive skin of his cock's head, and he had to admit, if he could endure it, the pleasure of the orgasm and quantity of fluids, were far greater.

A part of him knew it was his Kindred body, adapting to the unusual stimulus, too. It wasn't exactly normal for a guy to go three times in a session, or for him to cum so much, but having sex almost every day with the insatiable succubus was demanding his new body accommodate. It was.

Antoinette came again. With both girls sucking on her nipples, one with his cock pressed against it, and Ashley pleasuring the woman where he couldn't see, the beautiful woman half closed her eyes, and moaned. She didn't make noise during climax unless she was doing it on purpose, making noise for the sake of sounding sexy; it worked. Her moans were husky, with the right depth to send a thrill up his spine. As she made the sound, she started to jerk him off again, hand around his girth and hand around his balls each massaging wet warmth into him, as she kept his glans against her nipple where Ashley kissed and licked.

His turn to cum again. Warmth flooded his cock, and he squeezed his fingers against the sheets around him as he watched the white fluid gush up onto his lover's breast. Ashley stayed in there, unrelenting, and buried his cock in enough kisses that he groaned at the almost painful amount of stimulus; Ashley just being Ashley, liking it rough and giving it rough. The ghoul moaned onto his cock, burying it into Antoinette's nipple, and suckling on it as his thick cum splashed up over her face, and onto the mountain of softness of his lover's breast.

When she stopped and pulled away, she had the same mess on her face that Julee did, and she giggled as she reached up to wipe a strand off of her brow, so it could run down her cheek, jaw, and down her neck. Unlike Julee though, she didn't wait to be guided, and immediately set her lips back onto Antoinette's nipple, as she used a hand to cup, lift, and massage the newly cum-soaked breast. The other hand was still out of sight, still behind Antoinette, but Jack could hear the sounds of wet fingering now. Julee's further hand reached back as well, and Antoinette smiled with a long sigh as she let go of his cock, and set both of her hands against his thighs, elbows tucked in beside her inside her spread robe.

Still leaning forward as she was, his cock pointed up toward him, but upright enough that it was between Antoinette's white-covered breasts where they sat on his pelvis and hips. Ashley and Julee were devouring them, each using a hand to continue caressing them, massaging them. And with both girls pressing on her breasts, Jack's could feel the pressure and movement along his cock and his glans, earning some hard flexes of his inner muscles as the pleasure sparks tickled along the sensitive skin.

"Girls, use my breasts, and make my love cum again."

The two girls stopped their suckling, and turned their heads to look at him, Julee biting her bottom lip, still somehow shy, while Ashley grinned like a madwoman. Both ghouls cupped the underside of each breast, and pressed in, forcing Antoinette's nipples to press against the bottom of his abs. Squishing her breasts together caused his cock to completely disappear, and Jack's eyes rolled upward as he basked in the wet, hot, soft skin of both tits now rubbing along his length.

Antoinette wasn't holding still. She rocked back and forth, maybe half a foot, causing her breasts to run back and forth around his cock. For a moment he thought maybe she was tit fucking him, but with how her eyes were half closed, and her smile was that scary-but-hot queenly smile, he could see she was actually fucking the fingers penetrating her.

"Deeper, my pets."

The ghouls nodded, and Antoinette closed her eyes for a moment as she quivered, a single moment of weakness, before she regained her composure, and continued to rock her body. They were fingering her, two hands, at once. Not slow anymore, she moved back and forth in a proper fucking rhythm, and Jack stared at the subtle hints of pleasure on her face. She was cumming again, and it didn't stop her. Through her subtle expression of pleasure, she leaned into him while her two pets continued to squash her breasts together around his cock, each shift of her weight causing the wet, heavenly skin of her tits to bury his cock in blissful friction. A heavy drop of his earlier cum formed where her breasts were pushed together, before leaking down the crease between them, onto his body.

Good fucking god. He didn't last long, and moaned softly as he felt his warm, thick cum start to flow up his length again. Three times and it was still coming out thick, heavy, white fluid that immediately began to coat the inner valley of the Prince's already soaked breasts. With the two girls keeping Antoinette's bosom tight around his girth, burying it in her soft skin, each squirt of his cum was trapped, and flowed up, over, and around the crease where her breasts met each other. Eventually, it was too much, and it started to run down, trickling over the mounds and the ghoul's hands, before reaching his abdomen.

Finally, Antoinette stopped rocking, and sat up straighter. Both ghouls let go of her breasts, and stared at the mess of white that coated them, again, soaking them in multiple layers of cum.

"So much," Ashley said, some of his cum still on her face. "And..." The ghoul gulped, and stared at his cum lathered cock, and how it was still hard. "How?"

It took a little mental effort to tell his Kindred body to keep the arousal spark alive, but after so many nights with his lover, it was getting a lot easier to control the subtle, undead muscle. He could tell his vitae to focus on healing, could tell it to strengthen his body, protect him from harm, and the more nights he spent in the Prince's bed, the more he found he could tell it to rekindle his sexual desire. It was amazing, how much his new undead body had control of its fake biology, like a puppet on strings.

"Jack is quick to learn subtle skills." Grinning down at him, Antoinette climbed over him, grabbed his cock, pointed it up to her slit, and sat down on him.

Fucking god. He stared up at the Prince as she adjusted herself, knees by his ribs, her pussy spread open on his shaft, and her juices dripped down to join the mess of his own cum already soaking him, his pelvis and waist. She sat up straight, so her heavy breasts flattened to her ribs, and he stared all the more at how his copious amount of cum dripped down her huge tits. He groaned, when both ghouls set a hand to her breasts, and again, began to massage them, his cum overflowing their fingers. The boiling, soaked, tight insides of the Prince squeezed on his cock, earning sparks along the sensitive skin, as she began to ease herself back and forth in time with their hands.

"Clean me," she said to her ghouls. "Gently. My breasts have grown terribly sensitive."

And thus began to most arousing, salacious, lewd act he could imagine. The Prince continued to shift her hips back and forth, squeezing and clenching on his cock, as she lifted her elbows up, and set her hands behind her skull crown to begin combing her hair. Showing off. Elbows up tugged up on her breasts slightly, and the ghouls were quick to take advantage, each setting a hand on Antoinette's hips while their others cupped the underside of each breast. They massaged, caressed, and indulged, doing everything they could to put on a carnal display of sexuality, each girl leaning in to kiss, lick, and suckle on their master's bosom. While some heavy drops of white fell from her breasts' undersides, and others rolled down her stomach, and down around her smooth mons to land on his pelvis, others the ghouls were quick to catch, and rub around, and around their mistress's jiggling bust.

Eventually, her breasts were completely clean, his cum either fading into trace amounts of ash, so small they were basically non-existent, or swallowed down by the two ghouls. Their faces also cleaned with time, his fluids turning to ash there as well, falling away like the faintest amount of dust. That did not dissuade the two ghouls, and they continued to massage and pamper Antoinette's breasts with delicate hands, as the Prince kept her elbows up while combing her hair back. As much as she was showing off for him, she came first, and he stared down her smooth slit, as her insides clenched on him like a vise. He could see her juices, tiny trickling drops, leak down from her lips and onto his pelvis, catching the blue, flickering fire light.

He came not long after, eyes closing for a second as he let the tingling waves fill him. The way his cum filled her and coated his cock, increasing the pleasure sparks as she clenched on him, rendered him speechless. He managed only a couple groans as he watched the goddess continue her display, her smile pointed at him as she watched him cum inside her.

"Four times, my love. Using your Kindred body to its potential, I see." She lowered her hands, let her breasts fall into teardrops against her chest, and gently pushed away her ghouls as she set her fingers on his abs. Still milking him, still clenching, she squeezed on his cock almost to hurting, and forced another couple drops into her depths.

At last, satisfied. He was panting, fake life demanding he breathe, despite the lack of need. Beads of sweat glistened on him in the blue light, and on Antoinette as well.

The Prince crawled off of him, his softening cock slipping out of her and dripping more of his cum across his body. "Jack, my love, my precious, take Ashley, and drain her." The Prince reached for Ashley beside her, picked her up, and set the ballerina on her back between the two of them. And then she did it again with Julee, laying the girl on her back beside Ashley, before she climbed onto the brunette. With a devil's smile, Antoinette lowered herself down onto the blushing, squirming little creature, pressed her breasts into her pet's, and set her lips onto the girl's neck.

Watching the Prince kiss, and Kiss, another girl, was so beautiful, and arousing. No, no no, no more getting aroused. Four times crossed some sort of barrier into absurdity. But he knew, if he really concentrated, he could tell his body to get ready again, especially if he had a fresh meal; like the one he was about to.

Ashley reached up for him, beaming and giggling, and pulled on his neck and shoulders. "Kiss me! And... and... use fingers too?"

He made a tiny groan as he lowered himself down onto her, and acquiesced, once he saw a nod from Antoinette. The two vampires sank their fangs into the topless ballerinas, and began to suck the blood out of them. Both creatures fell into a mess of squirming moans, and Jack couldn't help but groan again, as the hot, thick fluid of her life flowed into his mouth. Her nipples pressed against his chest, her pert breasts squashed under his weight, as he pinned her to the blankets, and slid a hand down her body. The tiny bit of fabric covering her smooth slit was easy to slip his hand underneath, and he eased his fingers into her clenching, dripping insides, to push them up toward her belly from within.

Ashley came in seconds. She'd probably been on the edge the entire time, and not allowed to touch herself until Antoinette said she could. Building up to this must have been one of the Prince's goals tonight, because, damn, Ashley's moans turned into loud squeals, and she wrapped her arms around him as she pushed her hips toward his hand. He kept his fangs deep in her neck, and gulped down each wave, as he started to finger her insides harder, hard enough he could feel her ass ripple, and hear her insides splash with her cum. He couldn't see Julee, but he could hear her, going through the same process, getting fingered into oblivion by the busty goddess pinning her to the blankets.

It lasted a while. Antoinette taught him well, taught him to Kiss slowly, to savor it, and when with her ghouls, to savor it twice over. Slow, very slow, drain the girls of all they could give before they passed out, while making sure to finger fuck them hard enough to make them cum, multiple times. He did just that, suckling as he Kissed the fit little woman's neck, making sure he drained the waves slowly. The buzz it sent through him was intoxicating, and to feel Ashley tremble as her tiny slit soaked his fingers, made him want to finger her more. It was only fair, after all she had done, and all she was still giving.