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Ch.5[b] A Night of Debauchery (II) [oral, anal, dp, mff,mmf]

Hayao stood up, panting slightly. “Let’s take a break,” he said, his voice calm but commanding, gesturing toward the kitchen. Shigeru nodded, following him out, leaving Mio and Amanda in the bedroom, the air heavy with unspoken tension.

In Mio’s modern kitchen, Hayao grabbed two glasses from a cabinet, filling them with water from a pitcher in the fridge. He handed one to Shigeru, who drank deeply, his Adam’s apple bobbing, his gaze distant but charged with lingering excitement. 

“That was intense,” Shigeru said, his voice low, a grin playing on his lips.

Hayao chuckled, sipping his water, his mind already racing ahead. “We’re not done yet,” he replied, his tone laced with sadistic intent. “Mio’s got more to give, and Amanda’s a treat, buddy, I really like her. Let’s keep this going.”

Shigeru’s eyes glinted, his arousal rekindling. “Sounds good to me!”

Hayao’s smirk widened. “Yeah, we’re besties. I’ll make sure you get your fun.”

The two good friends gave each other a high five. 

They returned to the bedroom, smiles on their faces. Mio sat on the bed, her blindfold discarded, her hazel eyes red from crying, her tanned cheeks streaked with tears. Amanda stood awkwardly, her pale hands fidgeting, her blonde hair framing her delicate features. Hayao clapped his hands, drawing their attention, his presence commanding the room.

“Lie back on the bed, both of you,” he ordered, his voice firm, pointing to the mattress. 

Mio hesitated, her gaze flickering to Hayao, a mix of fear and devotion in her eyes. “Hayao…” she began, her voice trembling, but his sharp look silenced her. She followed his words, lying back face-up, her black lingerie against the sheets, her body tense. Amanda followed, her movements timid, lying beside Mio, her white lace underwear glowing in the candlelight, her blue eyes avoiding contact.

Hayao and Shigeru stood at the foot of the bed, their cocks already stirring at the sight of the two women laid out before them. Hayao positioned himself in front of Mio, his erect cock inches from her face, while Shigeru stood beside him, his shaft hardening at the prospect of Mio’s mouth. 

“Mio, baby,” Hayao said, his voice low and commanding, “suck us both. Show me how much you love me.”

Mio’s eyes widened, her gaze darting to Shigeru’s cock, her reluctance palpable. She bit her lip, tears welling anew, her tanned cheeks flushing with shame. 

“Hayao, por favor… otra vez no con él,” (Hayao, please… not him again) she whispered, her voice cracking, her hands clutching the sheets.

Hayao’s expression hardened, his hand reaching out to cup her cheek, his thumb brushing her lips. “Do it, Mio,” he commanded, his voice firm, exploiting her devotion. “If you love me, you’ll suck his cock too.”

The tall woman’s chest heaved with a sob, but she nodded, her tears spilling over as she opened her mouth, her lips trembling as she took Hayao’s cock first. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the head, her movements practiced but tinged with resignation. After a few strokes, she pulled back, her eyes flickering to Shigeru’s cock, her reluctance clear. With a shuddering breath, she leaned toward him, her lips wrapping around his shaft, sucking hesitantly, her tongue barely moving, her tanned cheeks flushed with discomfort.

Shigeru groaned softly, his lanky frame tensing, his hands clenching at his sides to avoid grabbing her hair. Hayao watched, his arousal spiking at Mio’s unwilling submission, the sight of her lips on Shigeru’s cock a testament to his control. 

“Good girl,” he murmured, stroking her hair, his voice a mix of praise and command. “Keep going.”

Mio alternated between them, her mouth moving from Hayao’s cock to Shigeru’s, her reluctance fading slightly under Hayao’s insistence, though her eyes remained wet with tears. 

“¡Te amo, Hayao!” (I love you, Hayao!) she whispered in Spanish after pulling back from Hayao’s cock, her voice broken, her devotion to him a desperate anchor amidst her shame.

Hayao squeezed her hand, his grip firm and reassuring. “You’re doing great, Mio,” he said, his voice soft but possessive. “Shigeru’s going to fuck you again, but don’t worry—I’m right here.” He held her gaze, his dark eyes intense, grounding her in his presence.

Mio nodded, her tears slowing, her body relaxing slightly under his touch. Hayao gestured for Shigeru to move to Mio, while he positioned himself beside Amanda. The two men climbed onto the bed, their bodies aligning with the women. Hayao settled between Amanda’s pale thighs, his cock pressing against her entrance, while Shigeru positioned himself over Mio, his lanky frame hovering above her tanned, muscular body.

Hayao entered the petite woman slowly, savoring the tight heat of her pussy, her soft moans filling the air as he began to thrust. He leaned down, capturing her full lips in a thorough, passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth, her blonde hair fanning out on the pillow. Amanda’s blue eyes fluttered closed, her pale hands gripping his shoulders, her body yielding to his rhythm.

“God, that’s good,” she whispered to him in his ear in English. “You have a great cock… much better than…”

Shigeru, meanwhile, entered Mio, his cock sliding into her pussy with a groan he barely suppressed. Due to his shorter stature, his head could barely reach the tall woman’s large breasts. Mio’s moans were reluctant, her tanned cheeks still wet with tears, her hands clutching the sheets as she endured Shigeru’s movements, her love for Hayao the only thing keeping her compliant.

Hayao glanced at Shigeru, a smirk playing on his lips. “Amanda’s a great fuck, man,” he said, his voice laced with satisfaction, his hips moving steadily, Amanda’s soft moans a testament to his skill.

Shigeru grinned, taking his mouth off one of Mio’s tits. “You’re lucky, Hayao. The Amazoness’ tits are fucking incredible,” he replied, his thrusts quickening as he savored her tightness.

Mio’s eyes widened at the comment. She looked at Hayao fucking Amanda and a sharp pang of jealousy stabbing through her heart. “¡Por qué ella, Hayao!” (Why her, Hayao!) she thought to herself in Spanish, her voice silent but her tears renewing, her jealousy burning as she saw Hayao kissing Amanda passionately, their bodies entwined in a way that felt painfully intimate.

Hayao noticed the dark woman’s distress, his cruel pleasure mingling with a flicker of possessiveness. “Mio looks lonely,” he said, his voice a low growl, his eyes glinting with intent. “Let’s give her more attention.”

He gestured for Shigeru to reposition, and they moved Mio to all fours again, her tanned ass raised, her lingerie disheveled but still clinging to her curves. Hayao climbed onto the bed, positioning himself behind her, pushed her panties aside and his cock pressed against her anus, while Shigeru lay beneath her, his cock aligned with her pussy. With a synchronized thrust, they double penetrated her—Hayao in her ass, Shigeru in her pussy—the tight, dual intrusion drawing a sharp gasp from Mio’s lips.

Mio’s body tensed, the overwhelming sensation pushing her to the edge of endurance. “¡Es demasiado!” (It’s too much!) she cried in Spanish, her voice raw with a mix of pain and unwilling pleasure, her hands clutching the sheets as the men began to thrust, their rhythms finding a brutal harmony.

The pale girl, drawn to the intensity, moved to Hayao’s side, her pale hands reaching for his face. She leaned in, kissing him deeply, her tongue entwining with his, her white lace bra pressing against his chest. Hayao groaned into her mouth, his thrusts into Mio’s ass unrelenting, the contrast of Amanda’s soft kisses and Mio’s tight heat driving him wild.

Shigeru, beneath Mio, devoured her breasts, his mouth latching onto one nipple, sucking and squeezing with desperate hunger. His shorter frame allowed him to focus on her chest, his hands kneading her large breasts, his cock thrusting deep into her pussy. Mio’s moans grew louder, her body rocking between the two men, her tears mixing with sweat as the pleasure built against her will.

The room was a symphony of raw desire—Mio’s choked moans, Shigeru’s grunts, Amanda’s soft gasps against Hayao’s lips, the wet sounds of flesh against flesh. The candlelight flickered, casting their entwined shadows on the walls, a chaotic dance of lust and betrayal. Mio’s body trembled, the dual penetration overwhelming, her mind a storm of love, jealousy, and unwilling arousal.

As the intensity peaked, Mio’s body betrayed her once more, the relentless stimulation pushing her toward a massive climax. Her eyes rolled back, her tanned skin flushed, and she cried out, “¡Me vengo!” (I’m cumming!) her voice a raw explosion of ecstasy and despair, her body convulsing as the orgasm tore through her, her pussy and ass clenching around Shigeru and Hayao.

Shigeru, feeling her tighten, came with a low groan, his cum flooding her pussy, his small frame shuddering beneath her. Hayao, driven by Mio’s climax and Amanda’s kisses, thrust deep into her ass and released, his cum filling her, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm.

As they pulled out, Mio collapsed onto the bed, her body spent, tears streaming down her face, her breath ragged. Hayao and Shigeru moved to the side, their cocks glistening with cum. Hayao gestured to Amanda, his voice commanding. “Clean us up,” he ordered, his eyes glinting with sadistic satisfaction.

Amanda, her blue eyes wide but submissive, crawled to them, her pale hands trembling as she took Hayao’s cock into her mouth first, licking and sucking to clean him, her tongue tracing every ridge. She then moved to Shigeru, her lips wrapping around his shaft, cleaning him with the same hesitant devotion, her blonde hair swaying with each movement.

Mio watched through tear-blurred eyes, her heart aching with a mix of betrayal, jealousy, and exhaustion. “Te amo, Hayao,” (I love you, Hayao) she whispered in Spanish, her voice barely audible.

Shigeru’s gaze shifted to Amanda, a sly grin spreading across his face as he caught his breath. “You know, Hayao,” he said, his voice low and suggestive, “Amanda’s been such a good girl tonight. She deserves a reward, don’t you think?”

Hayao’s dark eyes glinted, his sadistic curiosity piqued. He released Mio, standing to face Shigeru, a smirk curling his lips. “A reward, huh? What’s on your mind?”

Shigeru’s grin widened, his eyes darting between Amanda and Hayao. “How about we both give her something special? You know, penetrate her together. She’s earned it. And, I finally want to claim her last hole.”

Amanda’s breath caught, her blue eyes widening as she processed Shigeru’s words, her limited Japanese catching enough to stir panic. Her pale hands fidgeted, her body tensing, but she remained silent, her submissive nature warring with her growing unease. Hayao’s smirk deepened, the idea igniting a fresh wave of desire. 

“Sounds like a fucking plan,” he agreed, his voice thick with anticipation. “Let’s make it unforgettable.”

Shigeru moved to Amanda’s side, his hand sliding possessively around her waist, pulling her close. “Don’t worry, babe,” he whispered, his tone more commanding than comforting. “You’ll love this.” Amanda’s heart raced, her mind a whirl of fear and confusion, but Shigeru’s grip left little room for protest.

Hayao approached, his gaze locking onto Amanda’s, a predatory intensity that made her knees tremble. “Lie down on the bed, Amanda,” he ordered, his voice low and unyielding, pointing to the mattress.

Amanda hesitated, glancing at Shigeru for reassurance, but his nod was firm, urging her to comply. With a shaky breath, she climbed onto the bed, lying on her back, her white lace bra and panties stark against the dark sheets. Shigeru followed, his lanky frame settling beside her, his hands roaming her soft curves, caressing her pale skin with a familiarity that both grounded and unnerved her.

“Actually,” Shigeru said, a wicked glint in his eyes, “let’s do this right. I’ll go on the bottom. Want her to fuck herself on me.”

Hayao understood immediately, his arousal surging. “You take her ass, I take her pussy?” he asked, his voice thick with excitement.

Shigeru nodded, his grin broadening. “Exactly. She can handle us both.”

Amanda’s breath hitched, her body tensing as the reality of their plan sank in. She had never experienced double penetration, and the thought sent a chill through her. 

“Shigeru, I…” she began, her voice faltering in broken Japanese, but Shigeru’s hand on her hip silenced her, guiding her to straddle him, her back against his chest.

“Relax, whore,” Shigeru murmured, his hands positioning her hips, aligning his erect cock with her tight, virgin anus. 

He pressed the tip against her, applying steady pressure, ignoring her soft whimper as her body resisted. With a slow, insistent push, he penetrated her, inch by inch, the burning stretch drawing a sharp gasp from her lips. Amanda clutched the sheets, her pale knuckles whitening, her blue eyes squeezing shut as she tried to adjust to the intense sensation.

Hayao watched, his cock throbbing at Amanda’s discomfort and Shigeru’s pleasure, the candlelight accentuating the flush on her pale skin. Once Shigeru was fully inside, Hayao climbed onto the bed, kneeling between Amanda’s trembling thighs. Her blue eyes met his, a mix of fear and resignation, her full lips parted in a silent plea. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, possessive kiss, his tongue invading her mouth as he aligned his cock with her pussy.

With a single, forceful thrust, he entered her, the tight, wet heat enveloping him, her muffled moan vibrating against his lips. Amanda’s body was stretched to its limits, filled by both men, the dual intrusion overwhelming. Her hands gripped the sheets tighter, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to accommodate them.

Shigeru, feeling the tightness of her ass and the pressure of Hayao’s cock through the thin membrane, began to thrust slowly, his movements deliberate, savoring the intense friction. Hayao matched his rhythm, their cocks sliding in and out of Amanda in a synchronized dance, each thrust sending waves of pleasure and pain through her. Her soft moans turned to whimpers, her pale body trembling beneath them, her blonde hair fanning out on the pillow.

It was heaven, and Hayao had found an angel.

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