The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 182: Fairy’s First Orgasm

Thanks to my professional lecturing (if you can call my mental telepathy that), Vaelora—who’s known to be a genius anyway—grasped it immediately.

She started licking into my mouth gently, so tenderly at first, the tip of her tongue tracing small, exploratory patterns along mine.

Then she got bolder, drawing little symbols inside my mouth with slow, intentional strokes, like she was mapping every inch.

She’d deepen it suddenly, pressing our mouths together harder so her small breasts squished softly against my chest, nipples brushing my skin and sending fresh sparks straight down to where Titania was still working.

The sexual high from Vaelora’s sweet, learning kisses—her tongue growing more confident with every pass—layered on top of the incredible job Titania was doing below.

That constant, slick suction, the way her tongue kept curling and pressing, the heat and wetness and movement; it all crashed together at once.

I came hard, shuddering against the headboard as the release hit.

My semen flooded Titania’s mouth in thick pulses; some slipped out at the corners of her lips in pearly streaks, but she drank everything down greedily, throat working visibly as she swallowed.

"Vaelora, come and have a taste of Benjamin’s essence..." A dazed Titania called out.

"Eh?! Are we supposed to consume that?"

Vaelora sounded horrified, her voice pitching up in genuine alarm, but her curious eyes—so wide open, pink and sparkling, locked straight on the thick white streaks still clinging to Titania’s lips—weren’t helping sell the shock at all.

If anything, they made her look more fascinated than repulsed.

"What are you saying?" Titania crawled toward us across the soft pink mattress, every movement slow and deliberate, turning the simple act of scooting forward into something intensely erotic.

She was wearing nothing but those pale, sheer panties that hugged her hips and dipped low between her thighs, the thin fabric already darkened slightly at the crotch from earlier arousal.

Her small breasts swayed gently with each forward pull of her arms, nipples stiff and pink, catching the ambient glow of the room like little glowing pearls.

Her back arched naturally as she moved on all fours, her ass lifting just enough to make the panties ride up between her cheeks, outlining the perfect curve of her rear.

Every shift of her knees pressed her thighs together then apart again, the motion causing her whole body to undulate in this fluid, predatory way—like a cat stalking prey, but far more sensual, far more deliberate.

Her now loosened silver hair trailed behind her in messy strands, brushing over her shoulders and down her back, and her violet eyes stayed fixed on Vaelora with this near manic, knowing gleam.

"Every part of Benjamin is good for consumption." She whispered.

Consumption?

Well, let me not spend too much thought on it; it sounded a bit like they’d literally eat me one day if I wasn’t careful.

As Titania reached Vaelora, she rose up onto her knees, closing the last bit of distance.

Their faces met, with their heads tilting in perfect sync, lips brushing once, twice, then crashing together fully.

Titania took the lead immediately, tongue sliding past Vaelora’s plush lips to plunge deep into her mouth.

It wasn’t gentle; it was raw, and wet, and aggressive tongue-fucking;

Titania’s tongue thrusting in and out in thick, deliberate strokes, curling against Vaelora’s smaller one, coaxing it to tangle and wrestle back.

Saliva mixed and overflowed almost instantly, slick strands connecting their mouths every time they pulled apart for a split-second breath before diving back in.

Titania sucked hard on Vaelora’s tongue, drawing it into her own mouth like she was trying to devour it, then released it only to spear forward again, fucking deep into the back of Vaelora’s throat until the new fairy whimpered into the kiss.

Their lips stayed sealed tight, with their cheeks dipping with suction, the wet, obscene sounds of tongues sliding and swirling filling the air—sloppy, soaking and full of desire.

They were both on their knees now, facing each other, hands interlocking fingers tightly as if anchoring themselves against the intensity of it all.

Their palms pressed together, fingers laced so hard the knuckles whitened.

"Eek!"

They both squeaked at the same time as my hands flew forward, one slipping between each of their thighs to cup their pussies directly over the fabric.

Or in Vaelora’s case, right against her bare, slick flesh since there was no panties in the first place.

"What? You thought you could leave me out of the fun...?"

I used my fingers to roll slow, firm circles over their clits; pressing just hard enough to make the little buds swell under the touch.

Titania’s legs parted wider almost immediately, thighs spreading shamelessly to give me more room, her hips rocking forward into my hand like she couldn’t help it.

Vaelora’s reaction was the opposite, though; her thighs clamped down hard around my wrist, squeezing like the pleasure was overwhelming her already, trying to trap my fingers while her body trembled.

It didn’t take long before I pushed deeper.

One of my fingers slid easily into Vaelora’s tight, soaking pussy, her inner walls fluttering and gripping like warm marshmallows around the intrusion, so hot and unused that she gasped sharply into Titania’s mouth.

At the same time, I plunged three fingers straight into Titania; curling them upward to hook against that spongy spot inside her that made her whole body jolt.

Her pussy swallowed them greedily, clenching and rippling with every thrust as I pumped in and out in steady, deep strokes.

I kept the rhythm going for long minutes: my fingers working both of them in tandem, rubbing circles over clits between thrusts, scissoring inside to stretch and tease.

Titania’s hips rolled shamelessly, grinding down to meet every plunge, her small breasts bouncing with the motion, nipples brushing against Vaelora’s as they kissed.

Vaelora’s thighs kept squeezing and releasing around my hand, her moans muffled against Titania’s tongue, body shaking harder with each passing second.

The wet, squelching sounds of fingers sliding in slick heat mixed with their heavy breathing and the occasional whimper;

Titania’s deeper, needier groans contrasting Vaelora’s higher, more surprised gasps.

Their pleasure valve built fast. Vaelora orgasmed first; hard and sudden, her whole body locking up as a straight spurt of clear fluid gushed out around my finger, soaking my hand and dripping down onto the sheets.

She wasn’t used to cumming like that; it was probably her first real orgasm ever.