Seven women made for a busy bedroom.

  Miyo had, wisely, commissioned an expansion of the old bed in his absence. What had previously been rge for two people was now appropriate for ten. The opulent mattress stretched from wall to wall, indicating the need for Rykard to either relocate his bedroom to a rger chamber in the future or institute some other kind of solution.

  For the time being, he was looking at his haremettes, orderly lined up on the bed. Sitting on their knees, they were a delicious spread of body types and characters. Thin, generally, yes, and athletic, often, because Rykard had a type, but with enough of a difference between them in height, broadness, and the shape of their hips and breasts to make them all different.

  Six of them were pregnant and softly showing, one was waiting her turn.

  Rykard was tempted to take them one after another, as he so often did, but for seven women at once even he did not quite have the stamina at this moment. An issue that, by design, had an internal solution.

  “Py with each other.”

  The four words loosened postures and submissively even faces. Smirks and wanton gazes wandered from him to each other.

  Expectedly, the twins were the first all over each other. Tena practically threw herself at her sister. Red and golden lips mashed together, as the priestess toppled over. Legs intertwined, curvy and athletic elf grinding against one another.

  Helenn grabbed Hey by the wrist, pulling her red friend over the new, blue friend. The sucubbus and the leviathan sve eyed each other for a moment, before exchanging a nod and pinning the bubbly blonde between them. Lyvia kneaded huge tits, while Vyra’s monstrously long tongue slithered into the cunt of the shortstack, moaning when she found traces of a load in there that Rykard had pumped into the shortstack before his nap. The succubus fingered her own and Lyvia’s cunt, simultaneously.

  In the centre of it all, Miyo leaned back. Vyra was right there, offering her huge tits as her queen’s headrest. An offer the redhead took, then reached up to caress her handmaiden’s face. Their kiss added to the various wet and smacking sounds in the room, submissives trying their best to do to each other what their dom was typically doing to them - to little avail.

  A kiss was where it stayed with those two. The only touch that Vyra offered Miyo’s cunt was a spreading of her swollen mons between index and middle finger. Bright pink and twitching, the first haremette’s sex was on dispy. The choice was Rykard’s on paper, but such an invitation was too sweet to neglect.

  Climbing onto the bed, the naked king gave her sweet cunt a long lick. “Oh, Master,” Miyo moaned, between the kisses she exchanged with the vampire. Rykard made her coo a few more time with the ps of his tongue, pleasing the exposed clit with every motion. The taste was reason to stay, as were her gasps, but he needed more of her after being apart for such a long time.

  Dragging his tongue over her midriff and up to her breasts, he noted the slight increase in size. Not enough to bring her up to Vyra or Hey, but enough to be noticeable to someone who had been studying her body intimately for a long time. “Just gorgeous,” he whispered again. Miyo giggled into the kiss, gasped when he sucked on her hard nipple, then moaned, long and heavily, when he sunk inside her.

  The cunt of his first submissive was like a comfortable glove, widened by use to the point of perfect tightness. Every inch of her was built to receive him. Every spark of her nervous system knew what it meant when he penetrated her. After the long absence, she could not keep concentrating on the kiss.

  “Masteeeer!” she cried out, her red hair framed by deep cleavage her head rested on. “Master, I missed you so much, I love you, I love you so much!”

  “Look at you, just melting away,” Rykard purred into her ear. He kissed her neck, leaving marks on her pale skin. Up the underside of her chin and to her lips, he traversed, arriving at a mouth open in panting breaths. He sealed the comfort hole with his lips, just as he rammed the st quarter of his cock into her.

  Keeping the position became difficult when he started to thrust into her. Vyra gently sloped back, lowering Miyo, until she and her Master were in the missionary position - with the added caveat that the vampire sve still functioned as the redhead’s cushion.

  Rykard pulled away from Miyo’s swirling tongue to take in the sight. Far from minding her position, Vyra was biting her bck lips in anticipation. Her eyes were glued onto the phallus that glided in and out of her queen’s cunt. Wetness had long since mixed with precum, making every thrust smooth and deep. Miyo’s rge tits swayed with every plunge and so did the enormous breasts of the vampire.

  “Look at you two toys,” Rykard groaned and sunk one hand into the jiggling pillow of pliable meat. Vyra’s lust was made manifest in a short-high pitched scream, overpowering the surrounding sounds of sapphic lovemaking. After half a minute of just kneading the vampire’s tit, Rykard pinched her nipple. The pale masochist breathed fast and audibly, both growing more pronounced while he twisted the crown of her chest.

  Miyo’s back arced, her cunt gripped his manhood, and Rykard was forced to stay still insde her. Finding her lips in a new kiss, Rykard tasted her deeply and greedily. The tightness of her orgasm eventually subsided, allowing him to resume with little, shallow thrusts. It went against his nature not to fill her up completely, but sometimes it was best to ignore the primal, male brain and artfully prod at sensitive areas not as far in.

  The kiss with one haremette broken, only to be granted to another. Vyra eagerly curved into his embrace. Stuck between them, Miyo showered her Master’s chest with kisses and sweet nothings. Rolling her hips, she invited him to go faster again.

  “Yes… yessssss… Y-e-e-e–eeeeeee-sssss, Oh myyyy–yyyy-yyyy– R-y-y-y-yka-a-a-a-arrrrrrd!” Miyo shouted, as the pace picked up and with it the intensity. Vocal cords stuttered like tits bounced and the fox woman was soon spasming with a second, much stronger orgasm building up.

  Rykard put a hand on the side of her face. “Cum for me.”

  Miyo tensed her entire body, barely managing to keep her green eyes on his. Gratitude and love reflected in them, while primal grunts rumbled up from her throat. High-pitched moans intertwined with the unsophisticated noises into a continuous melody of debauched relief. She came for him and she came for him hard, pussy juice forming a damp spot beneath their connection.

  Satisfied with what he had done to her so far, Rykard pulled out. A little disappointed mewl came from the redheaded vixen, likely from the ck of seed inside her.

  “Hey,” Rykard called out.

  The succubus turned her head. The previous entanglement had changed to Helenn sitting at the side, masturbating, while Lyvia and Hey tribbed. The sapphic sight was broken up with a single wave of his finger.

  The succubus had better control of herself than st time when he had left her unfed for a long stretch, but that melted away the moment she spotted his cock hard and unattended. Like a dog offered a treat, the haughty woman crawled across the sheets.

  Grabbing her by the horns, Rykard shoved his cock into her comfort hole. The sudden penetration set off the already turned on succubus. The folds lining her throat tightened around his manhood, almost clenching enough to make moving impossible - almost.

  Rykard was too close for elegance. Hard and rough, he fucked her face, watching her orange-red eyes roll up. Saliva and lubricating sexual fluids dripped from her chin. The semen demon was built to enjoy her mouth every bit as much as her cunt. Every part of her biology rewarded her for working for her next meal. Every part of her mind rewarded her for obeying her Master’s desire.

  One more thrust and Rykard stopped in the depths of her throat. Cum guzzled down into her stomach in heavy ropes. Screams of ecstasy vibrated around his manhood, only furthering his own delight. Each gulp fed the horny succubus with potent magical energies - potent enough that she was squirting just from being filled up.

  “Helenn, Vyra,” Rykard grunted, the second he had left Hey’s throat behind. The succubus dropped, giggling and twitching, into the sheets. She was made a quick victim of Miyo’s kisses, who sought to get any taste at all of her Master’s cum.

  Vampire and angel followed their man to a pile of cushions. Rykard settled on his back and gestured for the two women to begin. Without further questions, they did. Enormous and huge tits wrapped around Rykard’s dick.

  Helenn’s breasts were rge, especially for her size. Vyra’s were on another level of magnitude entirely. Yet, the two found a level of banced that worked nicely. Pale, pliable flesh surrounded his manhood on all sides. The two submissives squished their tits together and began to bounce.

  Helenn was turned on. Vyra came. The vampire sve just had the more sensitive tits and the previous py had already left her teetering on the brink. Delightfully, absence had made her so eager that she just kept on moving despite this, delivering herself from one orgasms to the next.

  While the two tit sves kept on serving, Rykard looked at the scene. Miyo had asserted herself, breaking up the twins favouritism for each other by inserting herself in the middle. The wood elves were all but upset by this development, servicing the harem queen together. Hey and Lyvia were back in their previous engagement, although the succubus was still a bit out of it from being cum drunk.

  Vyra was herself racing towards cock drunkenness. After nearly ten minutes of service, her motions had grown just too sluggish to continue being enjoyed alongside the shortstack. ‘Plus, she deserves her own rewards,’ Rykard thought.

  Stirring from his restful position, the Master grabbed Helenn by the throat. A little, happy squeak was all she could produce, before he had put her on her stomach. Rubbing her cunt, he made her raise up her fat ass. Then, the aligned his cock with her dripping wet breeding hole and pushed inside.

  Taking a woman of her stature doggy style really made one feel like a wolf. Rykard could only see the face and the squished tits of the shortstack under him, the rest was pinned against him. The snug grip of the stretched hole was more ready for him than usual, courtesy of taking her so many times on the way home. It took away the joyful moment of shoving her womb deeper into her body, but let him go all out from the start.

  Helenn’s golden eyes rolled up, their glow diminished by the fluttering lids. In and out of her, for minutes on end, making her scream and squeak like the little cocksleeve that she was.

  Just before he was about to unload, he pulled back out of Helenn’s gushing hole and moved her back to Vyra. The two submissives knew instinctively to work his cock, sucking and kissing it until Rykard was pushed over the edge and spread his seed all over their faces and tits.

  His attention quickly shifted. Mena was now separated from Tena. Miyo id under the priestess, licking her cunt, while the chosen of Tey had her own tongue buried inside Lyvia. The druid watched all of that, enchanted, and rubbed her cunt at a feverish pace.

  In a split second, Rykard decided to fuck the priestess first. The opening was clear and he straddled the wide hips of the curvy, white-haired elf. His cock pressed against her sphincter, soon pushing inside.

  She went wild. Howling at the ceiling, Mena had to be pinned by her Master against Lyvia’s crotch to continue eating her fellow sex sve out. Getting her asshole pounded and her pussy licked had the elf climax over and over again.

  Rykard kept on pounding her with growing intensity. Sphincter soon loosened, he could hammer against her jiggling ass mercilessly. Whenever he stopped for a few seconds, he felt the venerating tongue of his harem queen on his balls.

  By the time he pulled out of Mena, she was a cockdrunk mess with the rest of them. The air in the room was now one with very little sense remaining. Only two women had not been fucked silly yet and both of them had put themselves halfway there with their own fingers or sapphic engagement.

  A quick spell cleaned his cock, then Rykard moved onto Lyvia. The leviathan sve was put in the good old mating press, Swollen mons parted all too eagerly for another penetration. “Master! Master! Master!” she screamed, love for her mate imprinted in every word.

  Rykard measured himself as much as the position allowed - which was just enough not to bust his st load inside her. After making her cum her brains out as well, he pulled out. That was a bit of a fight, arms, legs, and a tail all locking him in position. He had to order her to let him go in order for her to do so, rewarding her with another spike of pleasure and spasms when he was out of her clutches.

  With the st of his energy, Rykard move to Tena.

  The redhead had rubbed herself half raw, following the events. Rykard had a myriad of ideas what to do with her flexible body. The moment she pulled her knees to her shoulders and spread her twitching folds, all those pns went out the window.

  He was on top of her, hammering her into the mattress like he had done with Lyvia the previous minutes. There was no grace to it, just the needful pounding of a dom who had not, even after a month on the road with her, gotten anywhere near enough of his submissive.

  Tena echoed the sentiment with her euphoric screams. Around Rykard, the rest of the harem closed in. The tongue-cleaned tits of Vyra and Helenn, together with the sweat-glistening orbs of Hey and Mena pressed against his back. Miyo and Lyvia id down to either side of the redheaded wood elf. Lips were cimed by the two submissives and the Master, sometimes all together, at other times one after another.

  At the centre of this pile of writing, moaning, female curves, Rykard could not st any long. For the third and st time this evening, he came. His first spurt pumped into the depths of the redhead, the rest he spread over her torso. Gliding back and forth over her wet bia, his cock twitched. White spurts covered brown skin.

  When he was done, Rykard backed away and watched the harem swarm on one of their own. All of his haremettes busily cleaned his seed off Tena’s body - all but one.

  “Such a good girl,” Rykard complimented Miyo. The vixen was cleaning her Master’s cock. He was defting, his sexual stamina sadly exhausted, but that did not stop her from doing what she was supposed to.

  “Such a perfect Master,” she purred in return.

  A sentiment that earned a great many ear scratches.