After a long and deep sleep, I woke up, rubbing my eyes as I tried sitting upright, which ended up being more difficult than it should've been, as Yuki's sexy, muscular leg was atop me. Pushing her leg off, I stood up, the towel I was sleeping in dropping to the floor while I stretched and yawned, feeling refreshed, like an entirely new man.
As my stiff and well-rested body popped into place with satisfying cracks, I approached the wardrobe, dressing myself while finishing off by tying my hair into a loose man bun. "Hmm, my hair is getting a little long, might be time to cut it." Pulling a few strands of hair about two inches past my shoulder, I brushed it aside, saving such stuff for later as I headed downstairs, sniffing the air along the way.
'Smells good, is someone cooking?' Turning sharply, I passed the living room and headed into the kitchen, where I saw Michelle and Jasmine, both cooking while wearing an apron. Giving a flirtatious whistle, both of them glanced at me, flashing a smile. "Morning, Alex. Hope you don't mind us stealing your job today." "Fufu, Good morning, Dear."
"Be my guests. Just know if breakfast tastes bad, you two are never cooking again." Approaching Jasmine, I kissed her cheek while messing around with her hair, throwing it around her before moving onto Michelle as she shot me a half-amused and half-annoyed glare. "I'm no professional chef like you, Alex, but I'm somewhat confident in my skills; granted, because of you, they've grown rusty."
"Heh, even when you're as good as I, you still somehow get blamed. Unbelievable." Shaking my head in mock disappointment, Michelle chuckled before kissing my neck, prompting me to rest my chin on her shoulder while I grabbed her waist, pushing myself onto her and grinding against her.
"D-Dear, I'm trying to cook." Although Michelle attempted to verbally stop me, she took no physical action; clearly, despite her words, she wanted me to continue. "You know the phenomenon where, after people experience a near-death, their libido heightens? After my fight with those monsters, do you know how powerful my libido is right now, Michelle?"
Whispering into her ear, I gently bit her ear while grinding against her more aggressively, causing her suppressed moans to escape as whimpers. Before Michelle could partake in her clearly growing lust, I heard footsteps approaching, prompting me to release her as I glanced at Vanye, who had just walked upstairs from the basement.
"What's going on?" Placing a hand on her hip, Vanye glanced between the three of us with a raised eyebrow, an action that looked far sexier than it should've, though that could've very well been because I was incredibly aroused.
"Perfect timing, now you get to continue cooking breakfast, Michelle." Teasing her, I let Michelle go and give her butt a nice slap before I walk towards Vanye. "E-Eh? D-Dear?" "You should've just agreed to him the first time, Michelle." While Jasmine consoled Michelle, who was now horny with no outlet, I had pushed Vanye against the wall and was currently making out with her.
"Fuck, you taste so good." "W-Wait, A-Alex Mhm." Ignoring Vanye's concerns, I sealed her lips once more while dropping my pants, grinding my manhood against her toned stomach. Although Vanye was the most prudish amongst my wives, followed by Jasmine, she quickly joined the tempo as her hands grabbed my manhood, stroking it.
Feeling her soft hands, I grunted before pulling back and lifting her as I carried her to the island, where I bent her over while yanking down her pants, exposing her pale butt and pink holes. "S-Shouldn't we go to the couch at least? Jasmine and Michelle are cooking?" "I can't wait that long."
It hasn't even been a week since I slept with Vanye. I felt like I was starving, and my hunger was only somewhat quenched when I slammed my hips against her butt, my manhood sheathed entirely within her, causing her back to arch as a silent moan escaped her mouth. "Muu, that should've been me." "Haa, focus, Michelle."
Grabbing a fistful of Vanye's hair, pulling her head back, I went full force from the start, thrusting aggressively, causing the sound of flesh slapping to echo within the main floor, alongside Vanye's ceaseless moaning.
"Ahhh d-deep! S-So Ahhh d-deep!" Leaning forward, I passionately kissed Vanye, causing her to moan into my mouth as I ravaged her from behind, pounding endlessly against her insides.
Whenever I felt Vanye's walls constrict around my manhood, I'd pull her nipples, causing her to sharply reach climax as she squirted onto the floor like a faucet. "D-Don't Ahhh s-stop, Alex! Y-You Ahhh b-better not f-fucking Ahhh stop!"
While sucking on her ear, I felt myself finally reach my limit after nearly ten minutes of nonstop thrusting, causing me to increase my pace, shaking the entire island before slamming into Vanye as deeply as possible. "AHHHHH" "Urghh" While Vanye released a breath-taking moan, I grunted in sheer pleasure as I spewed my seed into her womb like a hose without a plug.
Finishing several seconds later, I slowly removed myself from Vanye, who was panting for breath, causing a plop of semen to fall onto the floor, mixing with the puddle of her juices, while a stream of semen dripped down her thigh. "Fuck that was good. I really needed that."
Catching my breath, I rubbed my hair, which had broken free from the loose bun, and glanced at the two chefs. "How much longer until you guys finish?" "Um, probably another half-hour, Alex." Jasmine's gaze was solely on my juice-covered cock, causing me to nod as I shifted my focus back to Vanye, who was finally starting to regain some semblance of composure.
"30 minutes? That's about three more rounds. Not a lot, but I'll make do." Taking a step forward, firmly grabbing Vanye's hips, I positioned my cock into her leaking entrance before thrusting. "L-Let me rest s-slightly, Alex." "No." Slapping her butt, I resumed the ravaging.
For the next thirty minutes, I proceeded to fuck Vanye in the exact position with neither of us moving; despite my love for anal, I didn't even switch holes. After I finished filling Vanye for the fourth time today, I finally let her be, causing her to slowly pull up her pants, covering her semen dripping hole and bright-red butt.
While Vanye headed back to the basement to grab a change of clothes and maybe shower, I pulled my pants up and cleaned the floor. It was disgusting, mainly because of Vanye, though I am also partially to blame. By the time Jasmine and Michelle were setting the table, everything looked spotless; the only clue was the unmistakable stench of sex you're with when you enter the kitchen.
"Do you want me to wake the others, Jasmine?" Plopping onto the head chair at the table, I glanced at Jasmine, who was removing her apron. "No, I can't trust you. You'll enter Yuki, Lazuli, or Chloe's room and will end up making love." Shooting me a knowing look, one that I couldn't refute, Jasmine left, heading upstairs, leaving me alone with Michelle.
"I'm not cooking anymore, Alex." "Shh, let's do it quickly." Smirking at Michelle, who enthusiastically nodded, she dropped to her knees and pulled my pants down before eagerly taking my manhood into her mouth.
After a few minutes of servicing me, Jasmine came downstairs, along with Yuki, Lazuli, and Chloe, prompting me to quickly pull my pants up while Michelle stood up. "Good morning, everyone." Standing up, I approached my wives, giving the three of them a kiss on the cheek while Jasmine shot me an unamused look. "Do a better job cleaning your face, Michelle."
Glancing at Michelle, who quickly licked a drop of semen off her lip, I shamelessly smiled, causing Jasmine to sigh while smiling. "You just proved my point." "Well, I'd never disagreed with you to begin with." "I suppose that's true."
Returning to my seat, the others sat down, and just as they did so, Vanye, Vanimo, and Talis walked upstairs. "Eh, smells weird. What did you cook, Alex?" Walking through the kitchen while sniffing, Vanimo curiously looked at me, causing Vanye to blush faintly as I gestured to the two chefs. "Nothing, Jasmine and Michelle cooked breakfast."
"Yep! Pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, and hashbrowns! Since we're not a legendary chef like Alex, we chose something simple." Enthusiastically explaining the morning meal, Jasmine gestured to the numerous plates at the center of the table, where all the food was laid out, just waiting for us to take them.
"Mhm, I'm hungry." "When are you not, Yuki?" "After I've eaten, duh, pretty stupid for a cyborg." "Says the person who has the smallest head among us, ratio-wise." "The hell does ratio-wise mean?" Shaking my head at Yuki, sparing her from Lazuli's insult, I grabbed my plate and began putting food onto it before grabbing my fork and eating.
Though of course, after what's occurred, this peace was merely a fleeting moment.