Lewd Labyrinth : Sent to an Ero-Game with my Classmates [18+]
Chapter 72: Aftermath - 2

Chapter 72: Aftermath - 2

Reina smirked, her violet eyes glinting with faint amusement as she leaned against the pool’s edge, her long black hair clinging to her pale, sweat-slicked skin.

"You were the one riding Aika’s face like a possessed animal," she teased, her thigh-high socks discarded, her breasts rising with each breath.

"Possessed by love," Miki sang, sliding over to Kota and curling against his side, her wet hair clinging to his arm, her warm, naked body pressing close.

"Love and trauma." Her tone was light, but her touch was intimate, her exhibitionism tempered by genuine affection.

Aika slid in on his other side, draping one arm behind his neck, her bare breasts brushing his shoulder, her nipples hard in the warm air.

Without her glasses, her face looked younger, softer, her long brown hair loose and cascading over her shoulders.

But her eyes remained sharp, knowing, carrying the weight of their shared trials.

"You fought like a madman," she said, her voice low, laced with awe. "I thought you were going to die a dozen times."

"I thought we were going to die," Kota muttered, his body aching in ways words couldn’t capture.

The warm water, their touch, their presence soothed the pain, a balm for wounds both physical and emotional.

Reina moved behind him, her naked body pressing against his back, her full breasts flattening against his spine, her arms wrapping around his torso.

Her chin rested on his shoulder, her breath warm against his neck.

"You kept us alive," she murmured, her voice softer than ever, her fingers sliding over his ribs, downward, testing the waters.

Kota froze, his breath catching.

His cock twitched beneath the surface, already hardening, stirred by their closeness and the lingering heat of their trials.

Aika’s eyes tracked the ripple in the water, her gaze flicking up to meet his, a spark of hunger behind her calm.

"...You’re hard," she said, her voice low, teasing, but laced with intent.

Miki giggled, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder, her lips warm and lingering.

"You deserve to be," she purred, her sun-tanned skin glistening in the steam.

Reina’s hand dipped lower, her palm curling around his throbbing shaft, stroking once—slowly, deliberately, her touch a mix of tenderness and command.

"Let us thank you properly," she murmured into his ear, her breath hot, sending a shiver down his spine.

Miki shifted down in the pool, disappearing beneath the surface with a playful glint in her eyes.

Kota gasped as her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, her tongue swirling with reverent hunger, worshipping him with slow, teasing strokes.

The warm water amplified the sensation, her mouth a perfect blend of heat and pressure.

Aika rose in front of him, straddling his lap, her bare breasts hovering just above the water, her nipples stiff, her eyes hooded with desire.

"Don’t move. Don’t command," she said, her voice a soft order, her hands resting on his shoulders. "Just let us take care of you."

Miki resurfaced, her mouth open, tongue out, gasping for air before plunging down again, her lips and tongue working his cock with relentless devotion, her sun-tanned breasts bobbing in the water.

Reina nipped his neck, her teeth grazing his skin, her hand stroking his shaft in sync with Miki’s mouth.

"You made us cum on command," she whispered, her voice a sultry promise. "Let us return the favor."

Aika leaned closer, guiding his cock to her slick entrance, her pussy still wet and ready from the trials.

She didn’t lower herself yet, hovering just above him, teasing the moment, her breasts brushing his chest, her breath warm against his lips.

"You’re not our hero anymore, Kota," she whispered, her eyes locked on his, fierce and tender. "You’re our reward."

Aika’s breath hitched as she sank onto Kota’s cock, her movements slow at first, deliberate, savoring the stretch.

Her wet heat enveloped him inch by inch, the warm water parting around their joined flesh, amplifying the sensation.

Her toned thighs folded around his hips, her hands braced on his scarred shoulders, fingers digging into his skin.

She didn’t moan, only exhaled—a sharp, shivering sound, as if releasing a breath held since the dungeon’s first trial. Her full breasts swayed, nipples stiff, her long brown hair clinging to her sweat-slicked skin, her glasses fogged with steam.

Kota’s hands gripped her firm ass, and with a sudden, possessive force, he slammed her down, burying himself to the hilt.

Aika’s eyes flew wide, a raw cry tearing from her throat. "F—fuck!"

His dark eyes burned with a fierce intensity—no words, just a look that spoke volumes.

Gone was the shy boy from school, replaced by a man who’d fought and fucked to keep them alive.

No more hesitations, no more apologies.

He was going to ruin them, and they craved it.

Aika’s breasts bounced with his first thrust, then the second, then he jackhammered into her from beneath, water splashing over the pool’s edge as her moans broke free, raw and unrestrained.

"Fucking—Kota—your cock’s so deep—" Her voice trembled, her cunt clenching tightly around him, slick and greedy, her arousal dripping into the water as she rode each brutal thrust, her stoic facade shattered by pleasure.

Behind him, Reina crawled onto the pool’s edge, spreading her creamy thighs wide, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders, her violet eyes glinting with hunger.

"When you’re done choking her on your cock, I want my pussy eaten clean," she purred, her breasts heaving.

Kota’s lips curled into a predatory grin.

With a sudden move, he yanked Aika off his cock mid-moan, her body trembling as he tossed her onto a silk-draped lounge like a fucked-out doll, her pussy glistening, her thighs quivering.

"Don’t stop," Aika begged, her voice raw, desperate. "More. Use me more—"

He didn’t wait.

Moving through the water like a beast unleashed, Kota grabbed Reina by her hips, pulling her to the edge of the pool.

He dove between her thighs, tongue first, no mercy, his lips and tongue fucking her slit with ravenous hunger.

He circled her swollen clit, slipped between her slick folds, tasting her salty-sweet arousal.