Taming SSR And UR RANK Superwomen-Chapter 63 — My First Threesome (R18)

The room still smelled of blood and sweat when Freja and Ashley’s synchronized moans echoed like an invitation too impossible to ignore.

Thomas stopped short, his hand already on the handle of the front door. Catherine’s aphrodisiac gas was still affecting them, coursing through their bodies and settling between their legs.

"Girls... I think we should leave now. Sera can take care of..." he began, gesturing vaguely toward Catherine, who lay curled up in a bloody heap on the floor.

Freja let out a low, playful giggle as she approached with deliberately slow steps, swaying her hips. Her purple eyes gleamed with that same mix of amusement and hunger she always had when she wanted to get her way.

"Leave?" she repeated, almost purring. "Master~, you’re going to please me right here."

Ashley slid beside her with the feline elegance that defined her. She bit her lower lip and let out a theatrical sigh while fanning herself with one hand.

"Oh, dear... the scent is simply... divine." Her voice was liquid velvet. "I can feel it running through my veins. And look..." She lowered her gaze to her own cleavage, where her nipples were already pressing hard against the thin fabric of her top. "My body already decided for me."

Thomas took a step back, raising his hands as his back pressed against the door.

"Wait, wait. This is Catherine’s gas. You’re not thinking clearly. You need to calm down..."

Freja didn’t wait any longer. With a quick movement, several pink tentacles sprouted from her back as though they were natural extensions of her body. They were thick at the base, thinner toward the tips, and moved with masterful precision.

"Shhh, Master," she whispered, amused. "You’ve already talked too much."

Two tentacles coiled around Thomas’s wrists before he could react. Two more grabbed his ankles and, in the blink of an eye, he was immobilized and suspended a few inches above the floor.

"Freja!" he protested, though his voice was already trembling slightly.

She stepped closer until they were nose to nose, smiling mischievously as she lightly touched Thomas’s lower lip with her fingers.

"Yes, Master? Do you want me to stop?" Her fingers slid down his chest, slipping a hand beneath the fabric. "Because your cock says otherwise..."

Ashley let out a soft, elegant laugh as she approached from behind. Her hands slid along Thomas’s back, lightly scratching with her nails. It was so delicate that Thomas’s skin prickled beneath her long nails.

"Freja is right, dear. You’re rock hard." Her lips brushed his ear as she whispered: "And we... are soaking wet."

From the floor, Catherine let out a hoarse groan, barely audible.

"How... shameless..." she muttered between blood and saliva. "You’re going to... fuck... in my own house..."

Ashley turned her head toward her with a serene, cruel smile.

"You’re absolutely right." She leaned down slightly, as if sharing a secret. "We’ll do it... in your bed."

Catherine frowned with rage while part of her straight black hair fell over her face. Freja clicked her tongue in amusement.

"Good idea, Ash. Let’s go."

The tentacles lifted Thomas effortlessly and carried him down the main hallway toward the stairs.

"Wait... l-let me go. You’re just under the aphrodisiac’s influence."

Ashley laughed with amusement, floating above him as she said:

"That’s what you say, but your voice gives you away. You’re agitated. Besides, why don’t you order us to stop?"

As Thomas was lying on his back, Ashley sat on top of him without interrupting Freja’s walk.

"Go ahead... do it," Ashley teased, looking at him with that coquettish smile as she slipped one nipple free and showed it to him. "Order us to stop and do nothing. I dare you."

Thomas pressed his lips together with a frown. He couldn’t. He only looked away, a blush spreading across his face. Ashley smiled victoriously and unfastened her top, tossing it aside and letting her enormous breasts spill free.

Freja licked her lips as she looked at them from below while climbing the stairs. Catherine, being dragged across the floor by one of the maids who had decided to "help," could only let out weak whimpers.

Seraphine sighed and took off her mask for a moment.

"I suppose I’ll have to wait."

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They arrived at Catherine’s master suite: an enormous room with a king-size canopy bed, black silk sheets, mirrors on the walls, and a lingering scent of expensive perfume.

The tentacles placed Thomas in the center of the bed. Freja withdrew them only to use them again immediately: one tore his shirt off in a single pull, another yanked down his pants along with his underwear in one motion.

"Ouch... b-be more gentle. I’m a sensitive man, you know?"

His erection sprang free, hard, throbbing, a shiny drop already at the tip. Thomas swallowed, red up to his ears.

"Fuck... this is... my first real threesome..." he murmured, half laughing, half embarrassed.

Freja licked her lips.

"Then let’s make it unforgettable, Master."

Ashley had already removed her suit with almost choreographed grace. She remained only in black lace lingerie, thigh-high stockings, and heels. She climbed onto the bed elegantly, crawling toward Thomas.

Freja, meanwhile, undressed with far less ceremony: she tore off her black dress, revealing her athletic and curvy body. Her tentacles moved around as if they had lives of their own, caressing the air. She had the largest breasts among his heroines. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Ashley was the first to act. She positioned herself over Thomas’s face, lowering slowly until her soaked vagina was right above his mouth.

"Open up, dear...," she whispered in that honeyed voice. "I want to feel your tongue while I touch myself."

Thomas obeyed almost by instinct. His tongue slid out, licking Ashley’s swollen, soaked folds.

She let out a long, elegant moan, throwing her head back while her fingers moved down to rub her clitoris in slow, precise circles.

"Ohhh~... yes... just like that... Master~"

Meanwhile, Freja climbed onto Thomas’s hips. She grabbed his cock with one hand, aligning it with her entrance. She was so wet that she only had to lower herself slightly for the head to slip in.

"Fuck... that feels so good...," she growled, that playful smile never leaving her face.

She dropped down suddenly, impaling herself to the base. Both of them moaned in unison.

Freja began moving like a wild cowgirl: rising and falling forcefully, rotating her hips in circles, squeezing her inner muscles to milk him.

The tentacles didn’t stay idle. Two of them wrapped around Ashley’s breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples while she masturbated over Thomas’s mouth. Another pink tentacle slid between Freja’s cheeks, pressing against her anus before slowly entering.

"Ahh!" Freja arched her back, accelerating the rhythm. "Yes... put it all in... fuck..."

Thomas was lost. His tongue buried in Ashley’s sweet, soaked vagina, the taste flooding his mouth, while Freja rode him mercilessly, squeezing him with every thrust.

The tentacle fucking Freja’s ass moved in the same rhythm as she did, making her inner walls tighten even more around Thomas’s cock.

Ashley leaned forward, kissing Freja with a deep tongue while both moaned. Their hands moved down to pinch each other’s nipples, pulling hard. At one point, Freja spoke against her lips, saying:

"It’s the first time I’ve been like this with a woman, but I’m so excited that... I want you too."

"Come on... cum inside her, Thomas...," Ashley whispered against Freja’s lips. "Fill her... I want to see it drip afterward..."

Thomas groaned against Ashley’s vagina. The pleasure was overwhelming. He tried to warn them, but only a muffled sound came out.

Freja felt it.

"Do it, Master~... fill me...!"

He tensed. His hips lifted by instinct and he exploded inside her, hot thick spurts filling her while Freja exhaled in pleasure.

Her walls clenched violently around him, milking him to the last drop.

Ashley didn’t take long. Feeling Thomas’s spasms beneath her mouth, she rubbed her clitoris harder and came with an elegant, prolonged moan, soaking his entire face.

They stayed like that for a few seconds, panting, Freja still mounted on him, semen already beginning to drip down her thighs. Ashley slid to the side, licking her fingers with satisfaction. Then she leaned toward Thomas and gave him a soft kiss on the lips, tasting herself.

"Ready for round two, dear?" she asked with that serene, nymphomaniac smile.

Thomas, still panting, only managed to murmur:

"Fuck... I think I’m going to die here... I-I don’t know if it’s a good idea to have two nymphomaniacs with me."

Freja leaned down and bit his earlobe.

"We’re just warming up, Master~"

And the tentacles began moving again, searching for new places to play. This time, Freja and Ashley started licking his ears at the same time, one on each side.

Freja’s tentacles slid across Thomas’s naked body, stroking his cock and covering it with their fluids. At the same time, both women brought their hands to caress his nipples.

Thomas became overstimulated. The extreme pleasure overwhelmed him again, leaving his body weak. Only gasps escaped his mouth, despite the fact that he usually preferred to remain silent.