BXBX NOVEL Chapter 43: Anmitsu, Shiruko, and Zenzai*
He tried to focus, but his mind swam, his senses dulled as if he were submerged underwater.
A faint golden screen floated in his vision, flickering with unreadable text, yet he couldn\'t gather enough clarity to make sense of it.
In the haze, he became aware of Shiruko, her slender fingers tracing a line down his chest, sending a shiver through him.
Her touch felt electric, teasing, as if it commanded his body to respond against his will. Her laughter blended with Asuka\'s, echoing softly around him.
"See? He\'s like an obedient little puppy," Asuka chuckled, her voice thick with amusement.
Zenzai leaned forward, guiding Haruto\'s head onto her lap as she stroked his hair with a possessive gentleness.
"Where did you find him? It\'s rare to come across someone as sexy and handsome as this," she purred, her fingers lightly brushing his cheek.
Asuka smirked, her fingers now toying with his waistband, expertly undoing his zipper. "Oh, he\'s the one who seduced me first. Isn\'t it intriguing?" she replied, her hand slipping lower until she freed him completely.
A rush of heat flooded his body as his arousal sprang forth, and the women\'s laughter rang out, throaty and amused.
"Oh my, look at this eager young man," Asuka murmured, her hand wrapping around him as she began a slow, deliberate stroke.
The rhythm of her movements drew a groan from him, his head tipping back against Zenzai\'s lap as her hand slid up and down, each pass coaxing more sounds from him.
His blurred gaze flickered between the faces around him, unable to tell which hand was providing the pleasure yet lost in the skillful touch.
When fingers pressed gently at his tip, making small circular motions, he couldn\'t hold back a shuddering moan.
"Ah… damn," he murmured, his voice strained, a flash of defiance surfacing in his fogged mind.
He wanted to break free from this dazed state, to be the one in control.
But Shiruko only laughed, her eyes alight with mischief as she held him in place. "Relax, darling. Let us take care of everything," she cooed, tracing her fingers along his collarbone, sending waves of warmth through him.
He struggled briefly, instinctively resisting, yet their touch was firm, the three of them working together seamlessly to keep him in place.
He wanted to turn the tables, to regain the upper hand, but their combined strength kept him yielding under their attention.
Zenzai leaned down, her lips brushing over his, her tone playful. "So feisty… give big sister a kiss," she whispered before capturing his mouth in a slow, lingering kiss.
Their kiss deepened, growing intense and fervent as her lipstick left smudges of red along his lips and cheek.
Their breaths mingled, and he felt his resolve slipping, surrendering to the warmth of their touch and the haze clouding his mind, allowing the women to take him as they pleased.
Shiruko\'s hands roamed over Haruto\'s chest, her fingers tracing small patterns before she leaned down, letting her warm mouth brush against his skin.
She kissed and bit gently, marking a trail down his torso. Soon, she turned, her tongue gliding along the length of his cock, tracing each vein with a delicate yet firm touch.
His breath hitched, his senses alight as he felt the warmth of her mouth envelop him.
\'Damn, What was that thing in my tea? Why my dick felt like it was about to burst.\' he wondered, his mind struggling to steady.
He prided himself on his stamina—his time with Chiyo had proven he could hold his own. But now, the need building within him was relentless, urgent, his desire clawing at him, desperate for release.
Asuka smirked, watching him struggle. "Oh my, looks like someone\'s ready to burst," she teased, her voice thick with seduction, leaning down to meet his gaze.
She released him from her grip momentarily, only to replace her hand with her mouth, her lips warm and soft as they enclosed him.
Her tongue moved with a practiced skill, swirling around the sensitive tip in lazy circles that had him moaning, her lips pressing just firmly enough to drive him closer to the edge.
One of her hands found its way to his balls caressing it with delicate squeezes that left him trembling.
"Ahh… Asuka…" he gasped, fighting to maintain control, but his resolve was weakening under the attention of both women.
Shiruko\'s mouth continued to trail along his shaft, her playful bites alternating with slow, tantalizing licks.
Together, the combined sensations left him overwhelmed, his body tense with need.
"Go on, don\'t hold back," Asuka whispered against him, her breath warm as her lips worked over his tip.
Her eyes met his, glinting with mischief as she gave a final, gentle tug. "Let it all out."
His mind fogged over as the pressure became too much. "Ahhhh… I can\'t…"
With that, he gave in, his release washing over him in shuddering waves. Asuka\'s lips stayed firmly around him, catching everything as he poured himself into her, her movements never faltering as she drank his semen as if she didn\'t drink all day.
The warmth of her mouth and her gentle grip only heightened the sensation, leaving him dizzy and gasping for air.
Zenzai\'s laughter echoed around them, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh my, he really came a lot."
She purred, watching as Asuka continued to savor every drop, her mouth still wrapped tightly around him, not letting a single bit escape.
"Anmitsu, you\'re so greedy," Shiruko teased, eyeing her enviously. "You should save a little for me."
Finally, Asuka released him, licking her lips with satisfaction as she swallowed the last of him.
"Ahh, there\'s nothing like a young man\'s taste," she murmured, sounding as if she\'d just enjoyed the finest dessert.
Haruto lay back, catching his breath, but Asuka\'s gaze met his, playful yet hungry. She leaned close, her smile widening.
"Now, Azuki, darling, you\'re not done yet. We\'re only getting started."
Haruto returned her smirk, the fog in his mind starting to clear as he adjusted to the lingering effects of the drink.
"Don\'t worry," he said, his voice low, "I\'m ready for whatever you\'ve got."