Academy's Pervert in the D Class

Chapter 247: burying


The room fell silent except for their ragged breathing, the air thick with the scent of sweat, cum, and raw desire.

The pale sheets were damp, twisted beneath them, marked by the evidence of their release.

Maris slumped against Lor's side, her soft curves trembling as she tried to catch her breath, her hazel eyes glassy.

Vela's toned frame glistened with sweat, her green hair plastered to her forehead, her chest still heaving from the intensity of her orgasm.

Lor lay flat, his chest rising and falling, his cock softening but already twitching back to life, stirred by the sight of the two women—still flushed, still hungry.

It should have ended there, a moment to catch their breath, to let the heat dissipate.

But Lor's hands didn't stay idle.

His hazel eyes burned with hunger as he reached out, one hand trailing up Vela's inner thigh, fingers brushing the slick, sensitive skin, the other slipping between Maris's legs, finding her soaked folds with unerring precision.

Both women flinched at the sudden touch, their bodies still hypersensitive from their climaxes.

"Lor—" Maris gasped, her voice shaky, a mix of warning and want, her thighs trembling as his fingers grazed her clit.

Vela narrowed her green eyes, ready to scold him for his audacity—until his fingers pressed in just right, curling inside her slick pussy, his thumb grinding against her clit with a slow, numbing pressure.

She groaned, her thighs parting despite herself, her toned body yielding to the sensation.

"You're… still horny?," she managed, her voice breaking into a gasp, her hips rocking against his hand.

Maris whimpered, her pussy clenching around Lor's fingers as he plunged two inside her, the wet heat gripping him tightly.

He leaned to kiss her neck, his lips hot and teasing, then turned to Vela, claiming her mouth in a heated, wet kiss, alternating between them with a possessive hunger.

Their bodies betrayed them, hips rolling against his hands, mouths opening for his tongue, moans spilling into the air as they surrendered to the pleasure he stoked.

Lor grinned against Vela's lips, his cock stirring again, stiffening against his stomach as he worked both women, his fingers relentless.

"You're both so wet," he murmured, his voice low and rough, the words sending a shiver through them.

Maris's hazel eyes darted down, widening at the sight of his cock thickening again, the tip glistening with fresh precum.

"Gods… you're hard again?" she whispered, her cheeks flushing crimson, her voice trembling with awe and need.

Vela's grin returned, sharp and feral, her green eyes gleaming.

"Of course he is. Look at him—he's starving." She licked her lips, her gaze flicking to Maris, a silent agreement passing between them.

Both mothers slid down together, exchanging a glance of amused complicity, their earlier hesitation burned away by desire.

They crawled between Lor's legs, positioning themselves so their bare asses were raised toward his face, round and glistening with sweat.

Their mouths descended on his cock, Vela's lips wrapping around the tip, her tongue swirling around the crown with a fierce intensity, while Maris licked the length of his shaft, kissing it with a reverence that made it seem like the most forbidden fruit she'd ever tasted.

Lor groaned, his head falling back against the pillow as two warm tongues lapped at him, the sensation overwhelming.

Vela's mouth sucked greedily, her cheeks hollowing, while Maris's tongue traced every vein, her lips brushing the sensitive underside with soft, teasing kisses.

Their hands cupped his balls, rolling them gently, sometimes squeezing just enough to make him twitch, their fingers working in tandem to drive him wild.

And still, Lor didn't stop—his fingers plunged into their pussies, curling deep inside their slick heat, the wet sounds echoing in the room as their hips rocked back against his hands.

Their asses wiggled toward him, close enough that he leaned forward, kissing the soft curve of Maris's ass cheek, then Vela's toned lower back, leaving heated marks as he fingered them relentlessly.

The triangle of lust was obscene—his cock stretched between their lips, his fingers buried in their pussies, his mouth tasting whatever skin he could reach.

The room filled with wet slurps, muffled moans, and the sharp gasps of three bodies lost in need.

Vela pulled off his cock with a wet pop, spit dripping down her chin, her green eyes gleaming with a wicked smirk.

"He's ready again," she said, stroking him hard, her fingers slick with saliva and precum.

Maris looked up, her cheeks red, her hazel eyes glazed with lust. She licked her lips, tasting him.

"So big… it's still hard…" Her voice was soft, almost reverent, as Lor's fingers curled deeper inside her, making her gasp and shudder.

Vela took charge, her movements swift and commanding.

She slid behind Maris, wrapping her strong arms under her friend's, hooking them beneath her armpits and lacing her fingers behind Maris's head in a full nelson hold.

She pulled Maris upright, lifting her off her knees with ease, her toned muscles flexing as she held her like she weighed nothing.

Vela's legs hooked around Maris's thighs, spreading them wide, exposing her glistening pussy, pink and dripping, her body completely vulnerable.

Maris yelped, her body arched back against Vela's chest, her arms pinned up and useless, her breasts thrust forward, heaving with every uneven breath.

"V-Vela—what are you—" Her voice trembled, her face burning crimson, but her pussy clenched visibly, betraying her anticipation.

Vela smirked against her ear, her lips brushing the flushed skin, biting it lightly.

"There" Her green eyes gleamed as she looked at Lor, her muscles flexing as she held Maris in the tight lock. "Fuck her, Boy. She is all yours. Make it rough."

Maris whimpered, squirming in Vela's grip, her pussy dripping down her inner thighs, her body caught between shame and raw need.

Lor sat up, his cock throbbing, dripping with spit from their mouths, the sight of Maris spread wide in Vela's arms sending a jolt through him.

Her hazel eyes were wide with fear and lust, her breasts heaving, her pussy glistening, completely at his mercy.

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