Levi's Prelude

Levi lounged in the backseat of the silver Mercedes-Benz E-Class, couched snugly between his sumptuous blondes as Kitten chauffeured them through Vladivostok’s midnight streets.

They’d stashed the gangster in the trunk, then banished him from their thoughts.

“Our ETA is thirty minutes, master.” The buxom Latina reported, dressed in her habitual French maid costume. “Plenty of time for foreplay before we attend to you properly.”

Dolly hummed happily below, dressed like a gogo dancer in sequined pink and white. She knelt in the footwell between his spread thighs.

They were quite the welcoming party.

“How do you feel returning home, love?” He asked Alina, toying with the front zipper of her ski suit.

“I was nervous at first; I cannot lie. Terrible beasts stalk this land in the guise of men.” She sighed, seeking solace in his touch. “But I have every confidence in you, husband. It means much that you would risk everything for this old lady. And Vladivostok has not been home for many long years. My home now is with you.”

She clasped his hand and guided it downward, slowly peeling the skintight black fabric open. Her heavy, milky breasts spilled free, full and glistening. Arching her back with a throaty purr, she offered them to him like ripe fruit, the stiff cherry peaks already dribbling her mouthwatering lactate.

They were an offering he never tired of.

“I thought we were done with that old lady schtick.” Levi growled, licking his chops as he pawed a fat tit. “Look at these puppies. Look at you. My lioness puts all other women to shame. I will not allow those who once hurt my beloved to escape righteous retribution.”

Gripping Alina’s firm ass, Levi hoisted her up to latch onto those irresistible nips.

“Oh, Darling!”

He wasn’t sure whether her ecstatic moan was a result of the promise of vengeance or his hungry suckling. Either way, the scent of her arousal flooded his heightened senses as the rich flavor of her milk supercharged his libido.

Dolly's moans increased appreciably. The brainless bimbo squirmed in delight as Levi’s enormous shaft lengthened in her slick esophagus. Her overinflated knockers cradled his heavy balls while her electric pink dress rode up over her slender hips, exposing her pert, pantiless ass and gushing slit.

She was cumming hard; white knee-high boots drummed the floor as he ravaged her drooling mouth-pussy.

“Don’t forget about me, Daddy.” Britney whined, plastered to Levi’s other side. “That disgusting boat was so boring, and the crew was just awful. Haven’t I earned some pampering?”

She leaned over, intentionally shoving the Asian fuckdoll’s skull further down his turgid pole with both hands, and began lavishing adoring smooches along his bull-like neck.

Dolly didn’t protest.

She couldn’t have even if she wanted to.

Instead, she gurgled with rapture, sending delicious vibrations along his throat-stuffing tumescence. Her girl juices sprayed the velour carpeting as she guzzled his copious precum.

“Mmmlurk~!”

Levi glutted himself on Alina’s delectable breast milk, savoring the intoxicating taste of her milk while basking in the giddy devotion of his four breathtaking women.

Less than a year ago, he had been a nobody—a nervous, anxiety-ridden college wimp who could barely speak without stuttering and relied on medication just to function.

Britney, Kitten, and Dolly had once been his cruel tormentors—entitled bullies who singled him out for endless humiliation. They’d made his life a living hell.

Until Alina stepped in.

His proud lioness. His beautiful broken songbird. The mysterious, exotic MILF from next door had seen the hidden potential inside him. Through patience, kindness, and her life-altering milk, she had unlocked the real Levi–empowering him to turn the tables on his erstwhile oppressors.

Now they were much changed. Utterly repentant and fanatically devoted to him.

This new Levi had silently vowed to return to repay her generosity tenfold–no, a hundredfold. He would return his blushing bride to her homeland and destroy the filth who had used and betrayed her.

His wrath and subsequent judgment would be the stuff of legends.

But all that could wait until Levi had satisfied his harem of mega-hotties.

The scent of four soaking cunt pervaded his nostrils, begging to be fucked. Even Kitten was writhing in the driver's seat, the white ribbons in her obsidian hair fluttering as she rocked impatiently in place.

“Not long now. Soon. Not long now. Soon.” She muttered mantra-like. “Not long now. Soon.”

“Please, Daddy, please. Me next.” Britney implored, nibbling his lantern jaw while pumping Dolly’s cock-sucking face up and down his steely stiffness. “I’ve been good. Haven’t I done everything you asked? Your precious babygirl needs that big Daddy dick inside her so badly.”

“Gluurp~!” Dolly added helpfully, her strawberry blonde ponytails brushing Levi’s muscular thighs.

“Drink, my love. Drink as much as you wish.” Aline crooned, her voice taking on that comforting musical quality. She pressed him harder to her bodacious bosom, tunneling fingers through his thick tawny mane. “Anything for my lion. Everything I have, all that I am–for better or worse–is yours. Simply command me, Darling. I yearn to obey.”

Levi grinned a vicious, sharp-toothed smile around her puckered teat, milk dripping from his elongated canines.

God, he loved this woman!

He would burn the whole rotten city to the ground if it meant erasing a single painful memory from her past.

Releasing her tit, Levi surged upwards to claim Alina’s inviting lips in a passionate, possessive kiss. The taste of her cream passed between them as their tongues dueled, and he plunged a large hand down into the lower half of her unzipped ski suit.

Warm wetness welcomed his stout digits when he reached her dripping folds.

“Darling… yes!”

Goaded on by Alina’s ecstatic cries, Levi twisted to grab a fistful of Britney’s golden tresses in his free hand and dragged her in for a forceful kiss too. She moaned into his mouth, orgasmically affected by her Mommy’s milk.

“Mmmm, Daddy.” She panted, drunk on desire. More… need more…“

The bratty young blonde crawled into Levi’s lap, settling her peachy posterior on Dolly’s cock-spitted skull, driving those pillowy DSL’s down to his base.

Bellowing a roar that rattled the windows, Levi came like a freight train. The women wailed too, cumming with him, as always.

Dolly spluttered blissfully around his erupting enormity, her cock-sleeve throat milking out every gooey spurt.

That was well and good. Levi remained stiff as a girder.

Oh yes. They would take tonight for themselves. The grand undertaking he had planned could wait until tomorrow.

Because, unlike mere men, lions didn’t know the meaning of refractory periods.

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