Rehab for SuperVillains (18+)-Chapter 171: rubbing her round ass

Freya, feeling Rhea’s presence beneath her, grinned against Kael’s lips, her blue eyes wicked.

She shifted, rubbing her round ass against Kael’s cock as Rhea’s tongue slid down his shaft, to his balls, licking and sucking the sensitive skin, her crimson hair brushing his thighs, her moans vibrating against him.

Kael’s hands gripped Freya’s hips, his cock pulsing, the dual assault driving him wild, the bathroom’s steam wrapping them in a hazy cocoon of lust.

Kael stood, his grin feral, and pinned Rhea to the wall, her perky breasts pressing against the cool tiles, her amber eyes wide with anticipation.

He spread her firm ass cheeks, the ruby plug glinting, her pussy slick and swollen.

He thrust into her pussy, his cock sliding deep, her tight walls gripping him, her moan raw and echoing, her legs trembling as he pounded into her, the plug in her ass amplifying each thrust, her pussy clenching, her juices dripping down her thighs.

Freya stood behind Kael, her wet platinum-cyan hair clinging to her shoulders, her lips kissing his neck, her tongue tracing his jaw, her nails raking his chest, teasing his nipples, pinching them lightly, making him groan, his thrusts into Rhea growing harder, faster.

Rhea came hard, her amber eyes rolling back, her pussy spasming around Kael’s cock, her moan a primal scream, her thighs shaking, the plug in her ass pulsing with her orgasm, her body collapsing against the wall, her breaths ragged.

Kael pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices, and turned to Freya, his hazel eyes burning.

Freya leaned against the wall, her blue eyes daring, her toned thigh lifting effortlessly, resting on Kael’s shoulder, her flexibility showcasing her sculpted leg, her pussy exposed, pink and dripping.

Kael thrust into her, his cock filling her tight pussy, her moan soft but deep, her full breasts bouncing with each thrust, her beads still inside her ass, shifting with each movement, sending jolts of pleasure through her.

Rhea, recovering, stood and kissed Kael, her lips urgent, her tongue tangling with his, her perky breasts pressing against his arm, her crimson hair tickling his shoulder, her hands roaming his back, her nails digging in, fueling his rhythm.

Kael felt Freya’s body tense beneath him, her breath hitching in sharp, uneven gasps. He maintained his steady rhythm, savoring the heat of her, the way her inner walls pulsed around him.

Her blue eyes, half-lidded with pleasure, locked onto his, a silent plea shimmering in their depths.

As her moans grew sharper, more desperate, he sensed her tipping toward the edge.

He quickened his pace, thrusts deepening, the slick friction of their bodies igniting a fire in his veins.

Freya’s climax hit like a wave breaking, her eyes fluttering shut as her head tilted back, lips parting in a raw, keening moan that filled the air.

Her pussy clenched tight around Kael’s cock, each spasm pulling him deeper, her warmth flooding him with her release.

The beads nestled in her ass amplified every sensation, sending shudders rippling through her frame.

Her thigh, draped over his shoulder, quivered uncontrollably, her skin flushed and slick with sweat. Her juices coated him, warm and slick, mingling with the heat of their shared desire.

Her body trembled, caught in the aftershocks of bliss, and she slid down slowly, her knees buckling under the weight of her release.

She collapsed beside Rhea on the floor, their gazes meeting in a haze of sated desire before drifting to Kael.

His cock, still rigid and slick with their shared arousal, pulsed in the dim light, drawing Freya and Rhea’s gazes like a magnet.

Their breaths, warm and ragged, intertwined in the charged air, the intimacy of the moment wrapping around them, bringing them closer.

Freya moved first, her blue eyes flickering with mischief as she leaned in, her tongue tracing a slow, wet path along Kael’s shaft.

The taste of their mingled essence bloomed on her lips, sharp and heady, and she let out a soft hum, her gaze lifting to meet his.

Her touch was light at first, teasing, her lips brushing the sensitive skin with a warmth that made Kael’s breath catch.

Rhea joined her, her amber eyes smoldering as she dipped lower, her tongue curling around his balls with a gentle, vacuum pull.

Her cool crimson hair grazed his thighs, a soft contrast to the heat of her mouth.

She sucked lightly, her movements unhurried, savoring the way Kael’s muscles tensed under her touch.

They found a rhythm, instinctive and fluid, their mouths trading places with an unspoken understanding.

Freya’s lips slid down his length, slow and deep, her tongue pressing against the underside as she took him in.

Rhea shifted upward, her tongue flicking over the tip, circling with a teasing precision that sent a shudder through Kael’s frame.

Their lips brushed occasionally, a fleeting, electric contact that sparked soft moans from both women.

The wet, rhythmic sounds of their mouths filled the bathroom, mingling with Kael’s low groans.

Kael’s hands found their hair, fingers threading gently through Freya’s platinum-cyan srands and Rhea’s fiery crimson, not guiding but grounding himself as his knees weakened.

The sight of them—Freya’s cheeks flushed, Rhea’s eyes half-closed in focus—pushed him closer to the edge.

Their bodies swayed slightly, curves catching the light, their movements a dance of shared desire.

As their tongues met again, gliding along his shaft in tandem, Kael’s control frayed.

His climax surged, a low moan tearing from his throat as his cock pulsed, releasing in thick, warm spurts.

Freya and Rhea caught him on their lips and tongues, their soft gasps mingling as they shared the moment, licking him clean with slow, erotic care.

Their eyes met his, a silent acknowledgment of the raw connection binding them, their breaths steadying as they savored the lingering warmth.

Kael, panting, made them both get on all fours, side by side, their asses thrust toward him, Freya’s round cheeks and Rhea’s firm ones glistening, the beads and plug glinting under the light.

He knelt, his hands stroking their pussies, his fingers teasing their swollen clits, their moans soft, their juices coating his hands, easing them into the next act.

He started with Freya, gently tugging the anal beads, the first bead popping out with a slick sound, her gasp sharp, her blue eyes wide, the sensation sending a shiver through her, her pussy clenching.

One by one, he removed the beads, each exit drawing a moan, her asshole winking shut, empty but pulsing, her thighs trembling.

For Rhea, he teased the ruby plug, pulling it out slightly, then pushing it back in, her amber eyes fluttering, her moans desperate, her pussy dripping as the plug stretched her, the ruby glinting with each movement.

Finally, he pulled the last bead from Freya and the plug from Rhea at the same time, both gasping in unison, their assholes clenching, the sudden emptiness overwhelming, their breaths ragged, their bodies quaking.

Kael’s cock hardened again, his hazel eyes locked on Rhea’s slightly gaped asshole, larger from the plug, glistening with lube.

"I’m going in, Rhea," he said, his voice husky, his arousal undeniable.

"Fine," Rhea said, her voice trembling, her amber eyes glinting with excitement.

She reached back, her hands spreading her ass cheeks wide, her asshole pink and inviting, her pussy dripping below, her perky breasts swaying as she held the pose, her crimson hair spilling forward.

"You really are a slut, aren’t you?" Freya whispered, her blue eyes teasing, her platinum-cyan hair framing her face as she watched Rhea’s brazen display, Kael’s cock pressing against Rhea’s hole.