The long-awaited orgy concludes

Vel let himself collapse back onto his back as he slipped out of Lynn. He had grown soft at last after the latest ejaculation. His eyes fell closed as he lay there panting. He wasn’t worried that he’d be unable to keep going, but he definitely did need another short breather.

A soft little hand gently stroked his chest, and someone laid down next to him, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. He knew who it was without opening his eyes or using his powers. That soft little form was definitely his little Princess. He wrapped his arm around her, gently cupping her plump ass. “Are you tired, Daddy?” There was no accusation or disappointment in her tone, perhaps a bit of concern, but mostly just cute curiosity. “No, Princess, Daddy is fine. I just need a few moments to catch my breath.” She leaned in close, her delicate lips brushing his ear. “Can you get hard again?” Vel’s reply was to will himself back to full mast.

He opened his eyes as he felt that soft little hand that had been stroking his chest grab his manhood. Ella was getting up, positioning herself to take him. She was smiling at him, happiness practically radiating from her. “You just lay back and rest and let your little princess do all the work, Daddy.” And with those words, she slid him inside her.

The feeling of his little sister’s ever so soft insides once again welcoming him was delightful, and just what he needed. Having done a lot of hard pounding, Vel could do with a little gentle softness. He let out a content sound that was half sigh and half moan as Ella began to ride him.

“Mommy, could you come over here and give Daddy some more milk?” Vel could tell from their link that Adi had initially thought Ella was calling on her when she said Mommy, as Vel had done as well. He could also tell that Adi’s reaction to realizing she was wrong was actually contentment, even a bit of joy. She was happy that Viella and Lady Rienne’s relationship had improved to the point where the latter was once again Mommy. “Of course, Princess, if your Daddy needs more.” Ella nodded quite seriously, which was adorable. “Definitely, Daddy definitely needs some more milk.”

Moments later, Vel once again had his mother’s breast in his face and a mouth full of creamy, rich, sweet, and delicious milk. But this time he also had his siters soft pussy moving up and down on his shaft, which made the whole experience a lot more pleasurable. This was the life, the life that he deserved. The life he was meant to have. This was his birthright.

As the pleasure and milk did their work, Vel felt reinvigorated. As nice as Ella riding him was, it was time for that little cutie to get fucked. He latched off and gently pushed his mother’s bosom aside, then slowly rose, taking hold of the little princess and guiding her to floor with him above her, all while he was still inside her. Ella went along with it happily, smiling all the while.

“Are you ready to fuck me now, Daddy?” He kissed her in reply, deeply, and began slowly thrusting into her. As he raised his upper body back up, their mother made her way around them, sitting herself down behind Ella and cradling her head in her lap. “Thanks, Mommy, you’re nice and soft.” Vel upped the speed and power of his lovemaking a little, pushing Ella against their mother’s soft yet firm body. She moaned in that extremely cute way of hers.

Lady Rienne lovingly stroked her cheek. “You’re being such a good girl for Daddy, Princess, Mommy is very proud of you:” His mother acknowledging him as not just Ella’s Daddy, but Daddy in general, was unreasonably arousing to him. He sped up more, drawing a squeal from his youngest sibling. “Thank youuuuu Mommyyyyyy!” The loving smile his mother was directing down at his cute and moaning little sister warmed Vel’s heart. “It sounds like Daddy is fucking you good, you’re such a lucky girl, Princess.” Ella nodded and did her best to make some sounds of agreement, speech currently beyond her as she was constantly gasping, moaning, and squealing. “I’m a lucky Daddy, having such a perfect little cutie to fuck!”

Vel’s praise did the trick and Ella climaxed in their mother’s lap, her whole body quivering as she wailed. Vel, mindful of the fact that he still had two other women to pleasure, allowed himself to climax as well, flooding his little sister’s soft insides.

Vel slowly pulled his hard dick out of his softest siblings, a big load of seed following it out and dropping onto the floor. He was kind of amazed that he was still producing loads of that size at this point. Ella, who’s eyes had fallen closed, opened them again. They first fell on Vel. “Thank you, Daddy, I love you.” Vel gave her a warm smile. “I love you too, Princess. You’re always such a good girl for me.” She practically glowed with satisfaction, then directed her gaze up at her mother. “And thank you, Mommy, I’m happy I can make you proud.” She was such an earnest little thing, it was so adorable. Before Lady Rienne could respond, Ella opened her mouth, latched onto one of her nipples, and began suckling. She looked so content with her head in her naked mother’s lap, eyes closed as she fed. Their mother had been briefly surprised, but by now looked ready to melt with affection for that little cutie. She cradled her youngest daughter with both arms and gently hummed. It was a touching scene, but Vel had more fucking to do.

Jeane wanted to be last, that meant Rose was next. She had clearly surmised as much as well, as she made her way over to his side. “Would you lie down for me as well? My lord knows how much I love to ride him.” Vel did know that and was happy to lie back down and let someone else do the work for a bit again. Rose mounted him with the practiced ease he expected from his long-time lover, taking his whole length in one quick slide.

Vel moaned as she began to ride him, her hand coming up to lightly tweak one of his nipples. She smiled at the sound but was evidently hungry for more praise. “I hope my lord finds me pleasing.” That was his Rose, eager to please and eager for praise. And an expert at getting him off. “Of course, my love, you always please me. No one knows how to make me cum quite like my sexy maid does.” Her chest flushed deeply, and a little shiver ran through her at his words of praise. He loved how much power his words held over this gorgeous woman. “No matter how many times I feel that perfect pussy of yours around my manhood, it never feels any less amazing. I love you, Rose.”

Rose immediately came, those words of affirmation from her handsome lord and master proving too much. “I LOVE YOU TOOOO MY LOOOORD!” In true Rose fashion though, even as her legs trembled from her climax, she did not stop riding him. His pleasure was her top priority. She only briefly paused playing with his nipple, quickly resuming that as well. What a woman, he sure was lucky. He didn’t think most men were so blessed when it came to their first lover. “Lynn, come over here and show our beautiful flower some love, please.”

Lynn, well recovered by now, happily walked over and knelt next to the riding Rose. She beheld the two lovers with such an adoring expression, so full of love. That was Lynn, nothing made her happier than two people she loved loving each other. He couldn’t wait for her to watch him and Eshina someday. His older sister gently wrapped her arms around Rose’s shoulders as she continued to ride Vel, and the two women regarded each other with such open love, it was beautiful.

“What would you like from us, Brother?” Vel had to let out a groan as he bottomed out inside Rose before she raised herself back up again. Right now, he was feeling the love, and that was what he wanted to see. Love. “I want to see the two of you kiss, show me how you love each other.” The women smiled as they leaned in towards each other, Rose never ceasing her efforts to bounce on Vel’s dick. He felt the jolt that went through Rose as her lips and then tongue met Lynn’s, it travelled all the way down to her pussy. The sight of his beautiful sister making out with his beautiful maid while his dick was inside her was hot, hot and beautiful. It was actually hot and beautiful enough to get him close.

“Lynn, I’m getting close, make sure our cute Rose is ready to cum with me.” Lynn didn’t say anything, not wanting to break the kiss, but she did take action. One hand grabbed the back of Rose’s head, pushing her into a deeper and more intense kiss, while the other snaked down to her breasts, pinching and playing with one of her nipples. Fuck, Lynn was making out with and groping Rose while he fucked her. That was enough for him, and luckily, for Rose too.

Vel grabbed the lovely maid’s hips and groaned as he pumped her full of his seed. Rose’s own sounds of climax were muffled by Lynn’s mouth, but her quivering and spasming insides left no doubt as to her having cum as well.

Lynn helped a somewhat shaky Rose dismount, revealing Vel’s glistening and still hard member. Vel looked around, spotting the only unfucked woman in the room. Jeane was eyeing it hungrily, biting her lower lip as she stared at his wet dick. He slowly stood up, her eyes remaining locked on it the entire time.

Vel walked over to her, savoring the way she squirmed with desire on the spot. He came to a halt in front of her, gently wrapping one hand around her throat, her eyes finally meeting his. He applied no pressure, not yet, only wanting to hold her in place for now. “You want it, don’t you? You want it bad.” Jeane did her best to nod in his grip. “Yes, fuck yes. I do.” There was naked desperation in her voice, Vel loved it. “My dick has been in every pussy here except yours, even one asshole, that makes you want it even more. Doesn’t it?” Jeane nodded again, a little whimper escaping her this time. “Yes, yes! Give it to me pleaseeeee!” He was planning to do just that.

Vel yanked her off her feet by her throat, flinging her onto the ground. Someone in the room gasped, he wasn’t sure who, but they would soon see how much Jeane loved being treated like this. He threw himself atop her, reacquiring his grip on her throat, using both hands this time. There was nothing in her eyes but arousal and submission.

She was so fucking beautiful and so delicate looking, yet she was tough as nails. Not only could she take some punishment, she loved it, craved it. He loved that, loved not having to hold back. “I love you, Jeane.” Through his by now quite tight grip, she managed to croak out a reply. “I love you too, my Lord.” He plunged his fluid-covered dick inside her without any preamble, Jeane howling in pain and delight.

In no mood to hold back, and with a strong desire to finish this and to then eat half the contents of the estate’s pantry, Vel pulled back as soon as he bottomed out and immediately thrust forward again. He didn’t even give Jeane a second, furiously fucking her from the first moment. As he kept hammering himself inside her, Lady Rienne came to stand beside them, looking down at the gorgeous guard with interest.

“I was worried my baby was being a bit rough with you, Jeane, but you’re loving this aren’t you?” Through her moans, squeals, groans, and severely restricted throat, Jeane managed to squeeze out a response. “Yeeees, my Lady. I love iiiit. It’s so gooood!” His mother nodded thoughtfully as Vel kept it up, spearing into the pretty soldier’s tight pussy. Vel felt Jeane trying to speak again and eased his grip on her throat a little to make it easier for her. “My Lady would you aaaaahhh, would you aaaaahhh spit on me pleaseee?”

Vel hadn’t thought much was left that could surprise him today, but Jeane had just proven him wrong. Lady Rienne was clearly equally surprised. “Spit on you, Dear?” Jeane nodded frantically, as much as she could with two hands on her throat and a dick pistoning in and out of her. “Yes pleaseeee, I would love iiit!” Looking a tad amused, Lady Rienne shrugged, and hawked up a glob of spit before expelling it down onto Jeane’s face. It hit her on her nose, square between the eyes, some of it spattering into them. “THANK YOUUUUU!” Jeane climaxed, her body quivering in Vel’s grip. He didn’t stop, continuing to fuck as hard as ever.

Ella practically skipped on over to her mother’s side. “Do you want me to spit on your too, Jeane?” She asked, somehow making it sound incredibly cute and innocent, despite asking a woman if she wanted her to spit on her while her big brother fucked her. Jeane nodded again, not able to **** out a verbal reply at the moment. Ella smiled happily and spat down at the blonde’s gorgeous face. The wet projectile hit her mouth this time, and Jeane sucked it in and tried her best to swallow it despite the pressure around her throat. Dina came over next, not even asking before sending a fat glob of saliva down onto her former sworn shield’s face. Jeane moaned in ecstasy, and the remaining women took their cue, joining the half circle standing around Jeane’s head and likewise spitting on her face.

Jeane was positively thrashing in his grip now, her pleasure reaching a borderline concerning crescendo. Her throat muscles flexed with incredible power under his palms as her hoarse voice screamed in near delirious pleasure. “YES! YES! YES! YES! YEEEEES!”

The women didn’t stop, continuing to do their best to gather spit in their mouths and propel it down at the by now quite soaked and covered face even as she was in the throes of her orgasm. Vel likewise had not stopped or slowed what he was doing and as soon as one climax ended the next arrived, Jeane trashing again, but much less powerfully this time. Vel was ready to burst himself, the sight of his whole harem spitting on the pure beauty while he fucked her being surprisingly hot. He felt the urge and desire to breed her, to put his child inside this beauty, claim her womb as his and only his. He knew it wasn’t possible, she used protection, but he was Velas of House Andros. He no longer doubted that he could achieve anything.

His seed sprang forth, his last load somehow the biggest of the whole long orgy. Perhaps because he so wanted to knock her up? The spitting ceased as the harem understood what was happening, and as Vel looked down at the adoring and blissful face that somehow was still as gorgeous as ever while completely covered in spit, he felt a vision coming on. He knew he could pull Jeane along into it with ease, but he wanted more. He wanted all his wives along, the whole harem, all who had sworn oaths to him. Vel couldn’t do that, not yet. He needed help, and so he called upon the might of The Heir. And, with not even a millisecond to spare, he managed it. Despite their number and the distance, they entered the vision together. Vel and all eight of his pregnant women.