Chapter 118: Loud and Sloppy Slaps (Yuri)

Tera leaned down and licked Titania’s face—broad, hungry strokes of her tongue across cheek, jaw, temple—lapping up tears and sweat like she was starving.

Tesa’s rhythm grew more frantic. Her face twisted, and her brows furrowed. Then her lips pulled back from her teeth, silver eyes glazing over.

Her pussy ground down harder, her own clit catching against Titania’s with every brutal roll. A sudden, violent shudder ripped through her. She threw her head back and came with a guttural cry.

A hot gush sprayed from her cunt—thick, forceful jets that splashed across Titania’s mound, soaked her thighs, dripped down onto the sheets in heavy splatters.

Titania’s pussy clenched in response, milking nothing, another smaller orgasm tearing through her. Their combined fluids mixed, running in rivulets, pooling beneath them in a sticky puddle.

Tesa collapsed sideways onto the bed, chest heaving, long green hair plastered to her sweat-slick skin.

Tera gently eased Titania flat on her back, then raised one of Titania’s trembling legs high, hooking it over her shoulder.

“M-My turn!” Tera said, voice rough with need.

“W… Wait! I’m still sensitive!” Titania cried, voice cracking.

Tera completely ignored her.

She aligned their pussies—lips kissing with a wet smack—then rolled her hips forward in one hard grind. Their clits collided; swollen folds dragged together in a slick, filthy slide.

Tera fucked against her with short, brutal thrusts—hips snapping, pubic bones grinding, clits mashing on every stroke. The wet friction was deafening—loud, sloppy slaps, squelching drags, the obscene sound of aroused flesh rubbing aroused flesh.

Titania’s back bowed off the bed; her hands clawed at the sheets, tearing petal-silk. Her eyes rolled up completely, tongue lolling, drool running from the corner of her mouth. Every brutal roll forced another high, shattered cry from her throat.

Tera’s pace turned savage—hips pistoning, grinding down so hard their mounds bruised. Titania’s pussy spasmed again and again, gushing fresh fluid with every collision.

Tera’s own cunt dripped steadily, adding to the mess, soaking both their thighs, the sheets, everything. The scent of sex filled the room—thick, musky, sweet.

Titania came again—silent this time, body locking rigid, pussy fluttering wildly against Tera’s. Tera followed seconds later—hips stuttering, a low, animal groan ripping from her throat as she ground down one last time and flooded Titania’s vagina with another hot gush.

They collapsed together, panting, slick bodies trembling, the bed soaked beneath them.

Titania lay trembling between them, chest rising and falling in shallow bursts, skin slick with sweat and saliva. The pink glow from the tree-castle walls bathed their three bodies in soft rose light, turning every droplet on their skin into tiny jewels.

Tesa and Tera hadn’t moved far—still pressed close, one on each side, long green hair fanning across Titania’s shoulders and breasts like living silk.

Tera recovered first.

She propped herself on one elbow, dark eyes heavy-lidded, and slid her thigh between Titania’s legs. The contact was immediate—hot, slick skin gliding against slick skin. Titania whimpered at the pressure against her oversensitive clit.

But Tera didn’t rush; She rocked slowly, deliberately, letting the friction build in lazy drags that made Titania’s hips twitch upward on instinct.

Tesa watched for a moment, silver eyes still dazed, then leaned in and caught Titania’s nipple between her lips again. No teasing this time—just a hard, sucking pull that hollowed her cheeks and drew a sharp, keening cry from the queen.

At the same time, Tesa slipped two fingers back inside Titania’s dripping cunt, curling them upward in a slow, firm hook. The wet squelch was loud in the quiet room—obscene, rhythmic, matching the pace Tera set with her thigh.

Titania’s hands flew up—one tangling in Tesa’s hair, the other clawing at Tera’s shoulder. “A-Ah—too much—hnngh—still sensitive—!”

Neither of the twin stopped their pace.

Tera ground harder, clit catching against Titania’s with every roll. The friction turned slippery, messy—arousal coating both their mounds, dripping down Titania’s ass crack onto the already-soaked sheets.

Tesa matched the rhythm, fingers plunging deep and grinding against that spongy spot inside until Titania’s thighs began to shake uncontrollably.

Tesa pulled her fingers free with a filthy drag, coated to the knuckles. She brought them to Titania’s mouth.

“Suck,” she ordered quietly.

Titania obeyed instantly—lips wrapping around the fingers, tongue swirling, tasting herself. The sight made Tera groan low in her throat.

She shifted, hooking Titania’s leg higher over her hip so their pussies slotted together more tightly, then resumed the grind—faster now, hips snapping in short, brutal strokes.

Tesa withdrew her fingers with a wet smack and replaced them with her mouth—kissing Titania again, deep and filthy, sharing the taste of her own cum. Their tongues slid together in slow, sensual strokes while Tera fucked against her below.

Titania came again—sudden, violent—legs locking around Tera’s waist, pussy spasming hard enough to force a fresh gush of fluid between them. She sobbed into Tesa’s mouth, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes.

They didn’t let her rest.

Tesa slid down, shouldering Tera’s leg aside.

She spread Titania’s thighs wide, hooked them over her shoulders, and buried her face between them.

And as usual, no introductions or prelude—just tongue plunging straight into the spasming cunt, lapping up every drop. She sucked on the swollen clit, then fucked her tongue inside, curling it against the front wall. Titania’s hips bucked wildly; her hands fisted in Tesa’s long silver hair, holding her there while she cried out in broken, wordless pleasure.

Tera straddled Titania’s chest, facing Tesa. She lowered herself until her dripping pussy hovered just above Titania’s mouth.

“Say ahnnn, Titania” she whispered.

And Titania did—lips parting on a gasp. Tera sank down slowly, letting Titania’s tongue meet her folds.

The queen licked eagerly—sloppy, desperate laps at the slick entrance, sucking on the clit, moaning at the taste. Tera rocked gently, grinding down in shallow circles, using Titania’s face like a toy.

Tesa kept eating Titania out—tongue thrusting, lips sucking, teeth grazing the clit just enough to make Titania scream into Tera’s cunt. The vibrations traveled straight through Tera; she shuddered, thighs clamping around Titania’s head, and came with a low, shuddering moan—gushing across Titania’s chin and cheeks.

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