Xavier's cock throbbed at their words, fully erect now, glistening with pre-cum. He switched to Celene, his mouth devouring her ass with the same fervor, tongue swirling and pressing, eliciting a muffled cry from her. "You're both so tight... but you'll take me. Seraphina first—tell me when you're ready." He slicked his fingers with their combined arousal from earlier, sliding one into Seraphina's ass slowly, the ring of muscle yielding with a delicious resistance. She arched, pushing back, her walls clenching around the intrusion.

"Oh fuck... yes, add another," Seraphina begged, her voice breathy as she kissed Celene again, their moans vibrating together. "It burns, but in the best way—makes me feel like your dirty slut. Celene, how does it feel when he fingers you? Does it make you want to cum just from that?"

Celene nodded, her hand slipping between her own thighs to circle her clit as Xavier mirrored the action on her, two fingers now pumping into her ass with gentle insistence. "Mmm... it's intense, like fire turning to liquid heat. Xavier, deeper—stretch me for your cock. I want to feel you claim me there, make me yours in every hole." Her thoughts were a whirlwind of sensation: the fullness building, her pussy jealous but throbbing in sympathy, the shared experience with Seraphina amplifying everything into a tapestry of lust.

Xavier growled in approval, his free hand stroking his cock as he prepared them, alternating fingers between their asses until they were both slick and open, begging incoherently. "Good girls... now, the real thing." He positioned himself behind Seraphina, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance, slicked with saliva and arousal. Slowly, he pushed in, inch by inch, the tight heat enveloping him like a vice of velvet fire. "Fuck... so tight, Seraphina. Breathe for me—tell me how it feels."

Seraphina's moan was long and low, muffled as she buried her face in Celene's neck, nipping at the skin. "Ahh... it's huge, stretching me so much... hurts but... oh god, keep going. Deeper, Xavier—own my ass." Her body adjusted, the initial burn fading into a profound fullness that made her clit pulse untouched, thoughts overwhelmed by the intimacy: how this act bound them deeper, his possession complete.

Celene watched, her fingers still teasing herself, whispering encouragements. "You're taking him so well... look at you, ass swallowing his cock. When it's my turn, I want you to kiss me through it—share the pain and pleasure." As Xavier began thrusting gently, building rhythm, Celene leaned in to capture Seraphina's lips, their tongues dueling in time with his movements. "Mmmph... tell me, does it make you feel like a whore? Because it turns me on thinking about it."

"Yes... your whore, his whore," Seraphina gasped into the kiss, her hips rocking back to meet him. "Deeper now—fuck my ass harder, Xavier. Make me cum from it." The sensations layered: his cock hitting nerves that sparked fireworks through her body, the kiss with Celene grounding her in shared ecstasy.

Xavier switched after a few minutes, pulling out with a wet pop that made Seraphina whimper at the emptiness. He aligned with Celene, entering her ass with the same careful push, her tighter grip drawing a guttural groan from him. "Celene... fuck, you're gripping me like you never want to let go. Beg for more." His hands gripped her hips, thrusting deeper, the angle allowing him to alternate slaps on their asses for added sting.

Celene cried out, her moan exploding into Seraphina's mouth. "Mmmph... yes, more! It's so full... stretching me open, making me burn for you. Seraphina, finger my pussy while he fucks my ass—make me explode." Her thoughts drowned in lust: the dual penetration fantasy coming alive, her body a conduit for overwhelming pleasure, every thrust pushing her closer to the edge.

Seraphina obliged, her hand sliding between Celene's thighs, fingers plunging into her slick pussy in rhythm with Xavier's anal thrusts. "Like this? Feel us both inside you... god, you're so wet. Xavier, she's clenching—fuck her harder." The conversation flowed in fragmented slutty pleas: "Mmmph... deeper... own us!" as they kissed, bodies rocking in unison.

To heighten the interest, Xavier evolved the style—pulling them into a chain, where he fucked one anally while she ate the other's pussy, moans cascading like a waterfall. First, Seraphina on her back, legs spread, Celene's face buried between them as Xavier took Celene from behind. "Lick her, Celene—make her cum while I ruin your ass." Celene's tongue delved deep, her own cries muffled against Seraphina's clit: "Tastes so good... fuck me, Xavier—make me scream into her pussy."

Then they switched, Seraphina devouring Celene as Xavier claimed her ass, the room echoing with wet sounds and garbled dialogues. "Yes... tongue deeper... ass fuller!" Orgasms built in chains—Celene first, her body convulsing, ass spasming around him as she flooded Seraphina's mouth; Seraphina next, grinding against Celene's face while Xavier pounded relentlessly.

Lustful thoughts deepened: for Xavier, the taboo conquest fueled his godlike dominance, their asses his ultimate thrones; for them, the blend of pain and pleasure forged unbreakable intimacy, each thrust a declaration of desire. "You're both addicted now," Xavier growled, "my anal sluts forever."

Finally, as the night waned, Xavier came deep in Seraphina's ass during a fierce, kissing tangle, his roar joining their muffled symphony. They collapsed, bodies quaking, promising more explorations in the dawn's light, their conversations lingering in whispers of "Again... deeper next time.

The room had slipped into that velvet hour just before dawn, when moonlight thins and the first pale gold of sunrise begins to bleed through the curtains. The air was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and the faint trace of jasmine oil they'd drizzled over each other hours ago. Xavier lay on his back, chest rising slow and deep, one arm flung above his head, the other resting possessively across Seraphina's waist. Celene was curled against his other side, her cheek on his ribs, black hair fanned out like spilled ink over his skin. Their enormous breasts pressed warm and heavy against him, nipples still peaked from the last round of anal claiming that had left them all trembling and hoarse.

Seraphina stirred first, tracing lazy circles through the sheen of sweat on his abdomen. Her voice came out raw, honeyed with exhaustion and lingering hunger.

"You came so deep in my ass, Xavier… I can still feel you leaking out of me." She lifted her head, blue eyes glittering in the half-light. "But I'm greedy. I want to wake up tasting you again. Both of us." She glanced at Celene, who immediately lifted her face, lips swollen and parted.

Celene's answer was a soft, wicked laugh. "I was just dreaming about it. Your cock sliding between our tongues while we're still sticky from everything you did to us." She dragged her nails lightly down his thigh, feeling him twitch beneath the sheet. "Let us worship you properly before the sun steals the night."

Xavier's cock stirred at their words, thickening against his stomach even before either of them touched it. He exhaled a low growl, threading fingers into both women's black hair at once.

"On your knees, then. Side by side. Show me how grateful my sluts are."

They moved like liquid silk, sliding down the bed in perfect unison. The sheet fell away, revealing his rigid length—still glistening faintly from their earlier attentions, veins prominent, head flushed dark with renewed blood. Seraphina and Celene knelt between his spread thighs, nightgowns long gone, bodies luminous in the shifting light. Their enormous breasts swayed as they leaned forward, nipples brushing his skin, sending sparks up his spine.

Seraphina spoke first, voice husky. "Look at him, Celene… so hard again. We broke him and he still wants more."

Celene answered by dragging her tongue slowly up the underside of his shaft, from balls to tip, savoring the lingering taste of cum and ass and pussy. "He didn't break, love. He conquered. And now we get to clean our king."

Xavier's hips lifted involuntarily as Celene's lips closed over the head, sucking gently, tongue swirling to gather every trace of their combined debauchery. The heat of her mouth was exquisite—wet, tight, reverent. She hummed, the vibration shooting straight to his balls, and pulled off with a soft pop. A thinily string of saliva stretched between her lower lip and his crown before breaking.

Seraphina took her place without hesitation. She didn't tease—she engulfed him in one slow descent, throat relaxing until her nose pressed against his pelvis. The squeeze was unreal, her esophagus fluttering around him like a second heartbeat. Xavier groaned, fingers tightening in her hair.

"Fuck… take it all, angel. Show Celene how deep you can go."

Seraphina held him there, eyes watering, throat working around his length for several long seconds before pulling back, gasping, lips shiny. "Your turn, sister," she rasped. "Make him throb like he made us throb."

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