517 Chapter 517 More Than I Deserve (R-18)

Like any other man, Desmond had all kinds of sexual desires and fantasies, some more common than others. And if there was one that Desmond had in common with many men, it was seeing his partner covered in his seed while she swallowed it. Leaving aside the psychology behind such a fixation, it was as common as the fantasy of having a threesome.

As one might imagine, for Desmond, experiencing both at the same time was like reaching nirvana. Seeing Claire’s curious expression as she reached out her hand to wipe some of the white liquid from Sasha’s face before putting it on her tongue nearly sent Desmond to an early grave.

That’s where fantasy meets reality, as Claire’s face immediately showed that she didn’t like the taste of what she had just put in her mouth. The same went for Sasha, who was still choking as she tried to wipe the white liquid from her mouth.

Forgetting for a second about her situation, Claire complained out loud without thinking. “It tastes too bitter and weird. How am I supposed to pretend I like it? That stupid magazine even said I must tell my boyfriend I love drinking this.”

Having drunk Desmond’s seed in large gulps, Sasha immediately agreed. It was one thing to do something to please Desmond, but drinking it was still challenging due to the stickiness, and the taste was not pleasant either; those magazines asked too much.

Watching the pair of beauties complain cutely while their faces were still covered in white put Desmond in a somewhat awkward position; he just wanted to thank and curse the weird magazine from which Claire and Sasha got all their ideas.

As if they both sensed Desmond’s discomfort, Claire and Sasha stopped complaining and made a lousy attempt to still look sexy. Desmond let out a soft laugh for the first time in days, if not weeks. Flushed with embarrassment, Claire and Sasha looked away.

Because they were trying to look away, Claire and Sasha were surprised when something wet touched their cheeks; it was Desmond smiling tenderly as he wiped his beloved girls’ faces with wet wipes. After which, Desmond lovingly kissed each of them.

As unsexy as the situation was, as inexperienced as Claire and Sasha had been, and even as awkward as they were, love was not lacking in what they did; and that was more than enough for Desmond.

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What started as a couple of kisses to relieve tension soon became an intense session of petting and intimacy between Desmond, Claire, and Sasha. As Desmond tangled his tongue with Claire’s, his hands kept exploring Sasha’s round ass. On the other hand, while Desmond drank the nectar from Sasha’s lips, his hands kept playing with Claire’s perky breasts.

Because they were two girls sharing Desmond, Claire and Sasha had to slowly get used to the feeling of seeing Desmond get intimate with the other right in front of them, but the discomfort was temporary.

The genuinely awkward part occurred when things started to heat up. It was hard for Claire to describe what she felt as she watched Desmond’s penis enter Sasha, wreaking havoc over her body. Sasha’s expression of pleasure, the moans that came from her lips every time Desmond penetrated her hard, the way Desmond looked at her with desire, everything was new to Claire.

Sasha also felt strange. For one thing, Desmond was invading her insides, again and again, bringing pleasure with each thrust of his hips; on the other hand, Claire watched intently from the side. Sasha could almost feel Claire’s burning gaze on her large breasts that kept bouncing every time Desmond entered her.

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Not even caring about anything else, Sasha didn’t hesitate to express herself. “Desmond, I’m coming. Harder, don’t stop.”

Sasha’s mind broke into a mess of pleasure, confusion, and discomfort as Desmond basically filled her insides with his warm, white seed. Sasha could feel her insides paint and fill with that white magma, bringing shocks of pleasure that numbed her senses, but she could also feel how Claire kept looking at her even then.

Even before Desmond withdrew his hips, now attached to Sasha’s, Claire made a comment that nearly embarrassed Sasha to death. “Do I really look like that when you come inside me?”

Almost as a kind of revenge, it was Sasha’s turn to watch Desmond play and please Claire’s body. Claire’s youthful yet sensuous figure looked erotic to the extreme as she mounted Desmond, pushing her hips down to have her lover invade all inside her. Claire only stopped when, with one final thrust, Desmond reached into the deepest corner of her and began to fill it with his white magma.

Letting go, Claire also expressed her wishes out loud. “Just like that, Desmond, fill me up.”

Claire’s ecstatic face almost scared Sasha, who had never seen her like this. Although Sasha didn’t dare to ask the same question as Claire since she didn’t want to know the answer.

Sasha had barely had a chance to recover a bit, but Desmond didn’t seem to want to stop in the least, and it was then that Sasha and Claire experienced their most embarrassing and exciting experience to date.

Sasha, the taller and more voluptuous of the two, had to lie on her back on the bed. While the smaller and thinner Claire was placed face down and on top of Sasha by Desmond.

Forced to gaze into each other’s eyes as their breasts and nipples rubbed occasionally, Claire and Sasha’s secret gardens were carefully arranged on top of each other by Desmond, who was about to play in both of them at the same time.

Before either of them could say anything, Desmond invaded directly and deeply inside one of them before invading the other. With his tireless resistance, Desmond could play in two gardens without any problem, while Claire and Sasha could only accept his endless thrusts as they watched the pleasure reflect on each other’s faces.

With four intertwined thighs, a pair of big, smooth butts that he could wreak nonstop havoc on, plus a pair of beautiful lawns that he could play in nonstop, Desmond was in paradise. Not to mention those occasional moments when Desmond could see both beauties’ faces filled with ecstasy.

It was only a matter of time before Desmond came inside one of them. Already lost in the pleasure and heat of the moment, Claire asked to be the one to take Desmond’s seed while she screamed some pretty intense things that would fill her with shame for weeks.

Poor Claire still didn’t know she would have dozens of opportunities for such a thing with the night ahead of her. The same could be said for poor Sasha; neither of them thought Desmond’s lust would be provoked to such an extent.

The first rays of sunlight were already streaming through the window when Desmond poured one last dose of his warm seed into both girls’ already numb wombs. At that point, Claire and Sasha had more than their numb bodies; their barely functioning minds were between paralysis due to pleasure and paralysis due to shame.

On the other hand, Desmond had just had the best night of his life, and he couldn’t wait to repeat such a thing in the future. Legend has it that Desmond was depressed for a whole week when Claire and Sasha flatly rejected Desmond’s suggestion of making the threesomes a regular occurrence.

However, for Desmond, the best part came once all the passion was over, that moment when his lust was no longer a part of his emotions, and he could more clearly feel his love for both girls. Everything as he watched them sleep on his chest with exhausted expressions.

Desmond felt somewhat guilty by seeing the blush covering both girls’ bodies and the white waterfall falling from between their legs. He had really gone too far with both girls; there was practically no part of them that wasn’t tainted with his masculine essence. Desmond also hadn’t forgotten that both girls looked exhausted during their last round.

Looking down again, although the image was erotic in the extreme, Desmond felt nothing but tenderness. “You girls are truly more than I deserve.”

At the same time, Desmond’s mind began to wander. Desmond was a pretty simple person from a certain point of view. For Desmond, everything he needed was being able to make love until he passed out, eat until he was packed, and party until he was tired.

Desmond had no big aspirations; he didn’t want to save the world, he didn’t want to establish a new order, and he didn’t want to be a hero or become a king. The only thing Desmond wanted in life was to love and be loved in peace. It was so simple and, at the same time, so complicated.

It would have been nice if Desmond was as ignorant as the rest of humanity, but he wasn’t. Desmond knew how vast and dangerous the universe was. The number of existences that could, on a whim, erase his presence and that of his loved ones was incalculable.

Desmond couldn’t pretend he didn’t know about it, and dragging things out wasn’t even an option. From what Desmond had learned, although the change was not significant for now, as he advanced further down the mana path, his life expectancy became longer and longer. Desmond didn’t want to live a long life worrying about the future, so his only option was to get much stronger.

Desmond needed to be tens if not hundreds of times stronger to confidently embrace the women he loved, see more of the wonders the universe had to offer, and eventually start a family.