For a second, Konrad’s eyes went between Heide and Cacillia, observing their shifting expressions and reddening faces with mild amusement. He then stepped forward, sauntering toward them with his arms folded beneath his chest.
As he did, his cock hardened, going from flaccid to half-erect, even then standing at a startling length and girth that made the wholly inexperienced Cacillia tremble as she imagined all the things that rod was meant to do to her.
By the time Konrad stopped before them, Heide had regained her guts and she smirked at Konrad.
“Dad, what do you think of my outfit?”
Heide asked as she twirled on tiptoes, showcasing her scandalous samba dancer outfit that left her pert breasts and abs wholly exposed. Better, the beaded skirt only held the upper half of that pert butt, leaving the lower half exposed to Konrad’s ogling.
“I like.”
Konrad nodded in approval, and his half-erect cock rose straight like a spear, a meaty, flaming spear pulsing with the need to plow gripping snatches. Cacillia’s eyes locked on Konrad’s imposing member, unwittingly clenching her inner thighs as her loins ached further. There was an irresistible force swirling around that member, a force so alluring that though the words couldn’t leave her lips, Cacillia knew she wanted it.
Heide had less reserves, and barefooted, tiptoed toward Konrad, nestling against his left shoulder while stroking his bare chest with her slender fingers.
“Dad, I want…”
Heide purred, fluttering eyelashes as she curled her lips in an inviting pout.
“Want what? Let me hear it.”
Konrad asked in a teasing tone, to which Heide replied by trailing her fingers across his abs before stroking the base of his cock and tracing its throbbing veins.
“To do my filial duty, and wring you dry.”
The devil’s daughter whispered in her profane father’s ears. As the word left her lips, her heart drummed against his arm, threatening to burst from her exposed chest.
Konrad welcomed the honesty with an impromptu kiss, seizing Heide’s lips within his and invading her mouth with his ravenous tongue.
“Mhm!”
Though first startled, Heide welcomed the move, giving Konrad free access, and meeting his tongue with hers. Konrad’s cock hardened against her thigh, sending waves of excitement in her trembling heart as he placed one hand on her waist, and the other on her back.
The coiling of their tongues soon sapped Heide’s strength, her knees weakened and she abandoned herself to Konrad’s arms. Exposed to this profane scene, Cacillia squeezed her thighs tighter while clenching her arms around her breasts to prevent the urge to finger herself.
But as both Cacillia and Heide’s thighs moistened, Konrad broke the slurpy smooch, and while still holding onto Heide, shifted his eyes toward Cacillia.
“What about you? What do you want?”
Konrad asked Cacillia while his tongue trailed Heide’s flawless neck, making her moan and tremble under the unprecedented sensation.
“Ahh…ahh…”
The combination of Heide’s whimpering and Konrad’s subduing gaze destroyed the last bits of Cacillia’s inhibition.
“I want…to serve you, master. To give and devote myself to you.”
The disciple straightforwardly replied, pulling a nod of approval from her master.
“Then step forward.”
Konrad beckoned, and as if spurred by an invisible force, Cacillia strode toward him, stopping at his right, and separated by Heide only by the burning meat-rod between them. With his right hand, Konrad enlaced Cacillia’s waist, the left he kept around Heide’s, and as he stroked their pert bodies, his lips went between theirs, going from one to the other as they exchanged series of slurpy smooches.
“Mhm…mhm…mhm!”
“Ahh…ahh…ahhh!”
While one moaned in his lips, the other did so out loud, with her ragged breath brushing his cheek. And while at first, Konrad only gently stroked their backs, butts, and hips, soon he was grabbing their ass cheeks within his hands—sinking his hands into those firm, plump and juicy cheeks before teasing their butthole from beneath the fabric of their dresses. With every one of his touches, mild vibration waves assailed the girls’ bodies, sending their already fragilized minds into chaos as their breathing grew more ragged, and their moans louder.
“Mhm…mhm…mhm!”
“Ohhh…ohhh…ohhh!”
The two moaned in tandem. Konrad then broke the kiss, letting them moan alongside one another while his hand left their rears to fondle their dripping lower lips, still beneath the fabric…almost. In Heide’s case, no undergarment stood beneath, and with her skirt being that short, Konrad’s fingers landed on her dripping pussy. If the touch of Heide’s raw pussy didn’t stop Konrad, feeling her father’s fingers caress her lower lips, instantly made Heide tremble in a mini-orgasm.
But at her left, Cacillia wasn’t faring much better.
Though her dress stood between Konrad’s fingers and her cunt, with every bit of caresses, her body shook, and her mouth spread wide open. Meanwhile, her panties failed to contain the dripping of her cunt, drenching not only her inner thighs but sliding toward the ground.
Now, as their eyes and moans screamed delight, the ground beneath the two was quickly turning into a sloppy mess. Lifting Cacillia’s dress, Konrad slipped his hand past her panties to sneak his fingers into her cunt. Hit by a new wave of electricity, she instantly orgasmed on his fingers.
Alas, he gave neither of them respite, and while his fingering speed shot up, he increased the pressure by pressing his thumbs against their clits, thereby pleasuring them on several fronts.
“Aahh…dad..yes….dad…ahh!”
“Oohh…master…master…ohh!”
The two groaned in a succession of mind-numbing orgasms. Their knees had long since given out, their balance maintained solely by them clinging on Konrad’s shoulders. But even that was becoming hard to manage, and as they hit the umpteenth moment of bliss, the two shook. Unable to cling further, they dropped toward the ground.
Wrapping his arms around their waists, Konrad stopped the fall and pulled them back against his chest.
“Tss, tss, tss. At this rate, I will have to do all the servicing.”
Konrad chided, and activated the Law Revolution Creed. Holding the two by their waists, Konrad lifted them from the ground and carried their groggy selves toward the velvet-sheeted bed prepared for their incoming mess.
Fueled by the kaleidoscope mist, Cacillia and Heide regained enough strength to activate their own Law Revolution Creeds. By the time Konrad lowered them on the velvet sheets, their kaleidoscope mists merged with his, hiding them three in the swirling haze.
Konrad stretched out his hands, causing a formless wave of telekinetic forces to free them of their garments, exposing their bare bodies to his icy eyes. For a second, Konrad stood still, enjoying the sight of their luscious bare bodies. Although they possessed different bloodlines, due to Konrad transforming Cacillia into a Chthonian Dragon, the two shared the same icy-blue eyes, black hairs, and lustrous snow-white skin. But while Heide’s hair trailed below her butt, Cacillia’s stopped at the middle of her back, and she held it in a braided ponytail.
Meanwhile, as he relished in the sight of their pert bodies, Cacillia and Heide stretched their nimble feet toward Konrad’s rod, stroking it between their toes in a tantalizing cock-jerking. With a smile, Konrad stopped their feet.
“Heide on top, Cacillia below.”
Konrad ordered while motioning for Heide to lie above Cacillia. Between his pair of disciple and daughter, the latter undoubtedly was the most apt at taking that role, and she did, climbing on top of Cacillia while wiggling her lovely butt at Konrad. Her hands she kept on either side of her partner’s face.
Spurred by Konrad, the two spread their legs, giving him better access as he climbed on top of the bed and released his second rod. While the two tensed with a mixture of expectation and apprehension of the unknown, Konrad released a small portion of his floral scent, instantly relaxing them as he aimed his shafts at their still dripping cunts.
“Dad…”
“Master…”
They invited him, and with one measured thrust, Konrad spread open their pussy lips, broke their membranes, and filled their uncharted love tunnels with his massive rods.
“Aaahh!”
The two winced, hit by a jolt of pain. But at that time, Konrad’s bloodline forces erupted, replacing pain by heightened pleasure while their tight-fitting snatches accustomed to his girth.
Meanwhile, as he explored the new territories, Konrad was forced to admit that those were the most gripping cunts he’d plowed in centuries. And even before he made another move, both sucked and squeezed him in, contracting and expanding around his pulsing rods as if eager to wring his milk.
Naturally, such a trial couldn’t faze the Profane Prince. Gliding back, Konrad dragged his cocks against the friction of his girls’ cunts, stopping at their entrances before driving back inside. With every thrust, their tits bounced and their bodies shook, and their gasping breaths intertwined as they moaned against one another.
“Ahh…ahhh…ahhh!”
“Ahh…ahhh…ahhh!”
The two moaned, enthralled by the snaking moves of Konrad’s hips while he marked every inch of their love tunnels. Gradually, his pace rose, and when certain that they’d adapted to his rods in body and mind, Konrad freely enhanced the speed, pounding them harder and faster, thereby making the rhythm of their moans shoot up.
*Pah* *Pah* *Pah* *Pah*
*Squelch* *Squelch* *Squelch*
*Pah* *Pah* *Pah* *Pah*
In that rowdy mixture of meshing bodies, the pounding began.
Draping the girls with his towering, muscular frame, Konrad smacked his hips against their folding ass cheeks, marking them with his full balls as his cocks went up and down their tight-fitting snatches. Under his relentless thrusts, their intertwined bodies rocked, swaying up and down while their cunts’ walls clenched and squeezed his meat-rods, pulling him closer to release with every move.
*Pah* *Pah* *Pah* *Pah*
*Squelch* *Squelch* *Squelch*
*Pah* *Pah* *Pah* *Pah*
Soon, Konrad’s hips blurred, and like a rutting animal devoid of reason, he plugged the girl’s dripping holes, hammering them as they squealed in delight until his throbbing rods could no longer restrain their spunk.
“Ohhhh!”
A low grunt escaped from Konrad’s lips and he unloaded his large jets of spunks within his daughter and disciple’s love tunnels, painting their walls in a profane white. The two’s eyes rolled back, their tongues lolled out, and their bodies shook in a mind-boggling orgasm.
But of course, this was but the beginning.
