Lifting Shirone effortlessly, Mitarai flipped her, positioning the girl's head near his groin.
Kuroka followed, nostrils flaring at the pungent musk radiating through his pants—a thick blend of sweat and virility.
Overwhelmed by relentless orgasms, Shirone mindlessly nuzzled her face against the bulging outline, marking herself with his scent like an eager kitten. The already-hardened length swelled further at her Nekomata antics.
"How about a double onee-sansblowjob? Shirone's clearly eager… Kuroka, why don't you help her out?"
"Got it, nya~. But quit nuzzling his face and start by stripping those pants off first," Kuroka purred, her clawed fingers hooking into Mitarai's waistband.
In one fluid motion, she yanked down his pants and underwear, leaving his throbbing shaft exposed to the open air. It twitched violently, slapping against his abdomen before jutting out like a blade's tip toward the two girls' faces.
The flushed, swollen head glistened with pre-cum. Shirone, ever the instinct-driven kitten, didn't wait for orders. She immediately leaned forward and engulfed the slick crown, her tight, feverish mouth clamping down.
The heat was suffocating—yet blissful. Though Takashi felt no fatigue, the sensation was akin to sinking into a warm bath, melting every nerve.
Perhaps his brain had grown numb to the routine—after all, someone's lips were always wrapped around his cock these days.
"Nngh…!" Mitarai's breath hitched as Shirone's tiny tongue traced the bulbous ridge of his glans, lapping up the pre-cum leaking from his dick.
The roughness of her tongue scraped his sensitive flesh, coaxing more pre-cum to spill. She swallowed greedily, her throat bobbing with each gulp, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked harder.
Meanwhile, Kuroka smirked at the girl's enthusiasm. Not to be outdone, she cradled Mitarai's heavy, cum-laden balls in her palm, rolling one between her fingers while engulfing the other with her mouth.
The musky tang of his sweat-dampened sac flooded her tongue, but she moaned anyway, flattening her tongue against the wrinkled skin. She swirled and teased, treating each orb like a precious candy, her lips smacking lewdly.
Schlick Schlurp—the obscene sounds of Koneko's blowjob mingled with Kuroka's sloppy ball-sucking.
Pre-cum and saliva dripped from Mitarai's shaft, matting Kuroka's fingers as she worked. Her own arousal spiked, her tail flicking impatiently.
"Mmm… Haaahm Chuuuu~…!" Kuroka's technique was refined, a lifetime of seduction honed for this moment, now she put it in use.
After all, this was the man who would finally impregnate her. The man who'd grant her wish to bear a new life.
The man she now shared with her cute onee-san. Her tongue danced faster, savoring every pulse of his tightening sack.
Mitarai's hips jerked. His fingers tangled in the two's hair as his cock twitched erratically. "Y-Yea, so good~!"
Shirone's throat vibrated around him, her slurps growing frantic. Kuroka abandoned his balls, joining Kuroka to assault his glans with twin tongues. Their rough, cat-like rasps scraped his entire dick, pushing him to the edge.
"Ngh—fuck…!"
Mitarai's butt clenched tightly, if he let his guard down for even a second, he'd cum right then and there.
As if sensing his desperation, the two Onee-sans' tongues grew faster, more skilled, their wicked licks making not just his cockhead but his entire dick tremble with pleasure.
Their pointed tongues dug into his slit, slurping up the pre-cum oozing from his tip with lewd, wet noises—"Shlurp~"—savoring every drop like obscene little kittens.
"You two… I'm close~!"
Perhaps because he had ordered them to look up at his face when taking his load, their heads lifted, their eyes—four lust-drunk pupils shimmering with heart-shaped desire—locked onto Mitarai's gaze.
Yet even now, their tongues continued to slather his throbbing crown, leaving him teetering on the edge, ready to paint Kuroka's and Koneko's faces or fill their mouths at any second now.
"I'm gonna mark you again today! Gonna cover you both~!"
Like the cat Yokai they were, their noses were sharp—they'd long memorized the scent of his baby juice—yet he still made a habit of drenching them in it.
Though this was the first time Kuroka and Shirone had served him together, the latter had done so many times before, and now she naturally tilted her face up, ready to receive.
Mimicking her, the big busty onee-san eagerly cupped her face like a dish beside her, waiting.
Ever since meeting Rias, Takashi Mitarai's sex life had taken a drastic turn, awakening something dark in him, a twisted urge to defile what was pure.
He didn't just do this to Koneko; Rias, Akeno, even Asia, Venelana, Grayfia… none were spared.
As their tongues swirled around his swollen tip, the pressure in his balls surged violently, his cum rocketing up his shaft before erupting straight onto their waiting faces—
"Splurt~ Splooorrt~"
"Aha~ Master's cum is so hot, nyaa~"
"Nngh~ So much… Proof of how good we made you feel, Senpai~"
Even as thick, sticky ropes painted their faces, the two only smiled, delighted—no, hungry for more, their tongues teasing his twitching slit mid-spurt.
The orgasm lasted barely a minute, but the volume was immense, leaving them nearly unable to open their eyes.
The old school building's secret "playroom" now reeked of the pungent, musky stench of sex, so overpowering even Mitarai winced at it.
Yet the two only giggled, scooping up the jiggling, jelly-like semen with their fingers and licking it clean, their faces slowly freed from the mess—until Kuroka, finishing first, began lapping up the remnants from Koneko's cheeks.
"Nnn—! Onee-san, that's mean~ I was savoring Master's gift!"
"Too slow, nyaa~"
Their bickering was playful, almost hard to believe they'd once been estranged—now just two lust-drunk wives eagerly swallowing every last drop of Takashi's seed.
Just as Mitarai thought his cock had been sated, seeing them like this made it twitch back to life, rising defiantly toward the ceiling.
"Ah~ Senpai's cock is…!"
"As expected of Master~ A true breeding beast, nyaa~"
Their little rivalry ended the moment they saw his erection. Like cats entranced by silvervine, their eyes locked onto it, instinctively understanding what came next.
Without hesitation, they lay back, Koneko hiking up her skirt while Kuroka parted her kimono, both spreading their legs wide, their heated gazes fixed on Mitarai in silent invitation.
~Haaah Haaah—their heated breaths only heightened the arousal for Mitarai. The sight of two beautiful girls, completely enthralled by his cock and driven into heat, was nothing short of a feast for the eyes.
As if to be even more considerate, the two Onee-sans used their own fingers to part their delicate folds, exposing their glistening pink inner flesh to the open air.
Shirone's tight pussy, small yet perfectly snug, and Kuroka's deep, equally tight hole—ideal for a man's pleasure, the perfect vessel for his lust.
Both were equally irresistible, leaving him torn over which one to take first…
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