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It was a busy Monday morning at Garrag Mach Academy, and the situation in class was a full reversal of the norm. While the students had all arrived right on time today, it was the teacher who was running late!
“Now wherever could Professor Byleth be hiding today?” Dorothea mused to herself, leaning back on her chair while sucking lightly on her pencil. “She’s been showing up later and later for a while now. I can’t imagine anything more interesting than spending a class with us though.”
“Well, she is kind of weird.” Leonie commented, a bored look on her face as she rested her head on her fist. “Who knows what ends up distracting her? She might have gone fishing or something before class and ended up getting obsessed with a particularly juicy bass.”
“Mind what you say about the professor.” Edelgard snapped at Leonie, sitting perfectly poised in her seat with her hands patiently laid upon her desk. “Her eccentricities are just another factor of what makes her as brilliant as she is. I am sure she will be here any minute now.”
“She’d better be. I’ve half a mind to skip class if she’s going to be this late. Hmph! I can get far more work done studying by myself than hanging around here, counting the minutes go by.” Lysithea huffed indignantly. As if summoned by the growing bad mood of the young mage, the door suddenly slammed open and Professor Byleth strode quickly into the room.
“I apologize for my lateness.” Professor Byleth exclaimed in her usually curt manner. She clutched onto a number of loose papers, a few of which fell softly to the ground as she hurriedly began to put her belongings on her desk and try to make things ready for the lesson. Professor Byleth was normally quite calm and composed when it came to her lessons, so it was always something of a surprise to see her acting so slovenly. Not altogether an unpleasant surprise though. Seeing the seemingly emotionless young woman acting all dishevelled and rushed sent a light giggle through the crowd of students.
A little bit of bed-hair and a light blush could do little to make Professor Byleth look any less stunning though. That much was an undeniable truth no matter what. The voluptuous lecturer was an unrivalled beauty, the kind that was more likely to be fought over in wars rather than be the one leading at the front of them. Her stoic expression only served to highlight the features of her face, particularly her full lips and large, dazzling eyes that shimmered with a dull glint to them like gemstones. Her wavy sea-green hair fell down to her shoulders, partially covering the white collar she wore that was adorned with a dazzling golden broach.
That broach was placed between what was, without question, one of the most jaw-dropping pair of breasts in all of Garrag Mach. Every young woman gulped down a mouthful of drool when Byleth walked into the room, the heavy clacking of her high heels on the ground forcing her luscious chest to jiggle with every step. Her deep cleavage was hidden by the broach she wore, but sometimes when she bent over the students were graced with a look down her tight leather bustier and between the heavenly swell of her titties. She wore a leather half-skirt, the kind that would show off far too much of her meaty thighs for decent society if not for the set of ornate leggings she wore…but the glimpses of skin those unique leggings offered was just as sexy as if she wasn’t wearing any at all…💗💗
“Well well well, look what the cat dragged in~” Teased Dorothea with a sly smile, “What time do you call this, young lady?”
“It is 9:23 in the morning precisely.” Byleth answered quite accurately, answering the playful question with her typical serious tone. “Class was supposed to begin a full 23 minutes ago. I apologize once again for my tardiness.”
“For your repeated tardiness.” Came the rather irritated voice of Ingrid from nearby. The blonde knight abhorred any sign of a lack of discipline, and a teacher being late for her own class was certainly an example of that. “You’ve been showing up later and later every week, even if today is a new record. A teacher should be ready in their classroom at least a full thirty minutes before the class starts, not after it.”
“I think it has something to do with those rumours, you know? About the professor finding herself a boyfriend?” Petra remarked, typically unable to keep her voice down even as she was saying something she meant to just be a whisper.
“Inconceivable! Those are just rumours, nothing more!” Edelgard blurted out, clearly rather upset by the notion of her precious Professor Byleth being in a relationship with someone other than herself.
“I’d like to begin the class now.” Byleth remarked, clearly anxious to move on from this particular topic of discussion. She didn’t appear particularly panicked, but she tucked her hair behind her ear and let out a soft huff through her nose as she tried to urge the class along. But the unruly students didn’t want to move on from such a juicy topic so quickly…especially since it would mean having to actually focus on their classes instead of messing around a bit longer.
“Oh, a boyfriend? That’s so cute! 💕 I’m very curious who it could be though. I haven’t heard of any illicit relationships between the faculty and the students, and Professor Hannemann is clearly too old for a woman like you, Professor Byleth. So is it someone from outside the monastery?” Mercedes spoke up, suddenly jumping into the fray as the promise of hot gossip brought out her mischievous side.
“I’d…like to begin…the class…” Byleth repeated herself, her lips pursing as her big eyes darted off to the side. She was cracking! Clearly, for as much of a focused beast Byleth was on the battlefield, she wasn’t quite as used to handling difficult social situations.
“Does having a boyfriend have something to do with you being late, Professor? Were you making kissy-faces at your beau all morning and forgot all about the time?” Dorothea urged Byleth on, resting her head on her cupped palms as she rested her elbows on the desk.
“This has nothing to do with the class…” Professor Byleth tried once again to focus her students, but they were far too riled up at this point.
“I-I think it’s important for us to understand the relationship status of our professor, actually!” Edelgard added her voice to the fray, her cheeks puffed with obvious cute frustration as she demanded the truth from her beloved tutor. Professor Byleth let out a soft sigh as she sat down in her chair.
“If this is indeed the only way to get this class back on track, then I have no other options available to me.” She commented with a shake of her head, “Very well. I will explain my recent string of late arrivals if that will truly settle you all down. I’m not very good at summarising things though, so I will start at the beginning…”
Byleth’s recent string of late arrivals to her own class weren’t the first sign that something was going on. Both her coworker, Manuela, and the Archbishop Rhea herself had both noticed that Professor Byleth was not quite acting herself. Eventually they felt the need to call her in for a meeting so her recent performance could be evaluated.
Any man in Garrag Mach would have sold their souls to Anna in the marketplace to have the chance of being in the room during that meeting. Three of the monastery’s most beloved visions of beauty, three stunning flowers that had bloomed a LOT more than their contemporaries. Byleth, Rhea and Manuela were a serious trio of bra-busters, each of them blessed with the kind of dipping cleavage that a person could happily get lost in. The absurdly busty pair of Rhea and Manuela sat behind their large oaken desk while Byleth looked at them with her typically blank stare.
Archbishop Rhea was shaped like a dream. She cut such a ridiculously sexualized silhouette that it was remarkable she could even stand up straight with the weight of her wide hips and luscious ass weighing down her lower half. Her sheer white dress clung to her body, exposing every curve on her body in precise detail that left men drooling mindlessly in her presence. Though she led her flock to worship Sothis, they more often than not found themselves worshipping Rhea instead! The stunning woman’s heavy bust fought against the tight grip of her dress, and her long green hair fell down her back as she looked down her nose at the stony-faced Professor Byleth.
Professor Manuela was equally radiant, though the aura of dazzling grace that Rhea possessed was replaced with an aura of perfumed seduction. Manuela was a sultry, enticing cougar with the single most incredible pair of tits in Garrag Mach and a willingness to use to them to her advantage. Numerous young men had graced her bedroom and left her ultimately wanting, as the sex drive of a middle-aged woman in heat was something that couldn’t satiated easily. So the drop-dead gorgeous Manuela was left with her perky breasts, juicy ass, and devilishly plump kissers that she happily described as “dick-sucking lips” to all the horny men she wanted to lure into her bed~
“Professor Byleth, I apologize for pulling you away from your duties but I felt like I had to bring this up before it became more noticeable.” Archbishop Rhea began, her gentle voice soft and pleasant to the ears. “You’ve fallen behind on a few of your assignments, namely grading the student’s assignments. I do not mind a modicum of lateness but this has been happening more than I would like lately.”
“You’re normally so punctual, Professor. We just wanted to have a quick private word to see if there was any reason for your tardiness? You been sleeping in a little too late or something, hmm?” Manuela asked with a smile, her long eyelashes fluttering as she tried to avoid staring too hard at her coworkers cleavage. It was not an easy task, but thankfully she’d had lots of practice trying to avoid the allure of Rhea’s luscious pair of sweater-melons.
“Mmm…I don’t think there’s any real reason in particular. Just a few personal issues perhaps.” Professor Byleth explained vaguely. Rhea narrowed her eyes curiously.
“Could you elaborate a little?” Rhea asked in response.
“I…would rather not. I do not think it would be appropriate.” Byleth replied. But that wasn’t going to be good enough for either Rhea or Manuela.
“It’s quite alright, we’re all grown women here after all. Whatever’s going on I’m sure it’s nothing we haven’t seen before.” Manuela assured Byleth in a cool and collected voice. Her years of experience meant she had seen more than a few of women’s “personal issues” and she felt like she could offer some advice.
“Oh. Well. If it’s alright for me to explain the situation without censoring myself, I’ll do that.” Professor Byleth seemed a little relieved to be given some kind of permission to explain herself. She took in a deep breath…and she began to explain what had been going on.
“To be frank, I have had far less time to prepare for my lessons as I have been fucked into a moaning, squirting stupor night after night after night thanks to the insatiable lust of my new boyfriend, Mr Corrin.” Byleth explained in a curt and proper voice, “We have been engaging in near-constant bouts of hot, messy, bed-breaking sex that lasts all night long and often ends with me passed out in a puddle of my cum and sweat. It is incredibly difficult to focus on preparing for my next lesson when my pussy is gushing sprays of perverted cunt-juice all over the place, stuck in a state of permanent orgasms thanks to the ridiculous size of my boyfriend’s monster-cock.”
Manuela and Rhea were stunned into silence, their eyes wide as saucers as they tried to process what they had just heard. They had told Byleth to be open with her issues but…that was not an issue they had expected her to come out with! 💖
“W-Wait…hold on…let me just try and parse this…” Archbishop Rhea rubbed the bridge of her nose as she interrupted Byleth’s explanation. “Mr Corrin…you mean, the new substitute professor? That polite young man that has been taking over a few of Professor Hannemann’s lessons while he’s not feeling well? That man is…he’s your boyfriend now?”
Byleth nodded in confirmation, the stony look on her face not betraying a hint of embarrassment or shyness despite the risqué things she was saying. To an archbishop, no less!
“He is. We met over drinks and I developed an instant fondness for him. He is muscular, yet slender. He possess a kind heart but does not back down in the face of adversity. He enjoys fishing, and is not put off by what I have been told by others is a “peculiar” way of speaking. He is also blessed with a male member that is well over a 16 inches long and as thick as my own wrist. It is constantly swelling up into a start of throbbing erection, and so I have taken it upon myself to satisfy his urges whenever they occur.” Byleth explained quite clearly. Manuela let out a cough as her words caught in her throat.
“S-Stop the presses for a second there! What did you just say?! D-Did you say s-s-s-sixteen inches?! Oh Sothis, that’s an absolute behemoth of a cock! It’s a wonder you can even walk after dealing with that, let alone plan for your lessons! ❤❤” Manuela gasped out in shock, her hand placed demurely on her own chest as she felt a surge of admiration for Byleth. The expressionless beauty was clearly quite something else if she could take a dicking from a cock like THAT.
“Please do not bring the name of Sothis into this, Manuela.” Urged Rhea with a blush starting to appear on her cheeks. “Look, w-we’re getting off-topic with this. What matters more than the particulars of your boyfriend’s anatomy is the effect that your…rather constant lovemaking…is having on your job performance.”
“You’re quite right, Lady Rhea. I apologize again for my failure to satisfy my unmatched stud of a boyfriend and still do my job at the level of quality you have come to expect. I should not let something like six simultaneous orgasms rushing through my steamy, juicy pussy distract me from grading exam papers.” Byleth replied with a low bow of her head. If anyone else had said that line, Rhea would have chastised them for being sarcastic. When it came from Byleth though, it was really hard to tell if she was being genuine or not.
“S-Six simultaneous…*ulp*…I don’t even know if that’s possible but that sounds amazing. 💞❤💞” Manuela gulped down a mouthful of drool, her fingers sliding across her chest as she crossed her thick thighs over one another. It wasn’t too hard to tell that Manuela was getting quite turned on listening to Byleth’s very matter-of-fact descriptions regarding her new boyfriend.
“A-Aha, yes, well…it seems I might have to have a word with Mr Corrin after this as well.” Archbishop Rhea declared, gulping loudly as she leaned back in her seat and tried to regain her composure. “At any rate, if having intercourse with your boyfriend is too tiring and distracting then…I suppose you shall simply have to stop having so much sex?”
“That is an impossible request.” Byleth answered quickly and bluntly. “The rate of sex is non-negotiable. If anything, Mr Corrin requires even more servicing in order to leave his heavy, aching balls completely drained each morning. Often the two of us are forced to slip away to the public bathrooms so he can pull my thong aside and blast my womb with a thick layer of greasy, backed-up cum just to get through the day.”
“Y-You’ve been fucking in the bathrooms?!” Rhea blurted out in shock.
“You wear a thong?” Manuela asked with a lewd smile painted on her lips.
“Yes and yes.” Byleth responded with a nod.
It had seemed like the trio had reached something of a stalemate. Byleth looked quite serious when she said that having less sex with her boyfriend wasn’t an option, which left Rhea lost for words and Manuela lost in her own fantasies. Fortunately, Professor Byleth had an idea of her own that could potentially solve everyone’s issues at once.
“Perhaps the three of us could come to an arrangement that will help give me more time and energy to prepare for my lessons?” Byleth suggested, the glint in her eyes suggesting she was very proud of the idea she had come up with. “I cannot help but notice that you two are equally as voluptuous as I am. You are blessed with what I can only describe as pornographic bodies, the kind of lewd physiques that are designed for draining balls and forcing men to spurt their cum recklessly and without a single thought in their heads.”
“W-W-What does that even mean?!” Rhea spluttered out, her face now crimson red with embarrassment.
“Guilty as charged~ 💖💕” Manuela responded, clearly far more used to compliments about her obscene, cock-baiting appearance. “I don’t mean to brag but…I’m something of a wildcat in the bedroom, my dear Byleth. My girls up here have helped lead more than a few men to the best damn orgasms of their lives~”
While saying this, Manuela made sure to grab her own heaving breasts and jiggle them for Byleth to watch, emphasizing her point. Despite Byleth’s general lack of facial expression, she had quite large eyes that definitely glanced down at Manuela’s magnificent pair of funbags. She nodded to herself as if she was mulling an idea over in her mind while ogling Manuela quite openly.
“Manuela!” Rhea cried out in shock, her hopes that Manuela would help her bring some sense back to these proceedings shattering in an instant.
“Lady Rhea, please! When it comes to matters of faith and religion, I always know you’re the first person I should talk to. But when it comes to matters of seduction and sex? It’s up to Professor Manuela to take the reins there!” Manuela interrupted Rhea, citing her own greater experience as the proof that she could practically take over the meeting. Rhea was stunned silent as Manuela and Byleth seemed to start setting up plans between themselves.
“Yes…I think Mr Corrin could do a lot with a pair of breasts as fuckable as yours, Manuela. I am quite certain that your milky udders will provide a lot of comfort and support when wrapped around his incredible huge, womb-crushing cockmeat.” Byleth explained casually. The way she said such dirty things in such a flat tone was a turn-on by itself! She was starting to appear less like a taciturn professor and more like a walking fuck-doll who was made purely to pleasure cocks~ 💖💗
“Now wait just a minute, this is getting entirely out of hand!” Archbishop Rhea blurted out, attempting once more to stop the proceedings before they spiralled out of control. But at this point both Byleth and Manuela were quite gung-ho about heading towards the inevitable outcome that they wanted to reach.
“Lady Rhea, I have a proposition for you.” Byleth said, turning her head towards the flustered archbishop. “To put it plainly, I have failed in my task of satisfying my insatiable boyfriend for the past few nights. He has ruthlessly pounded my tight, formerly-virgin pussy like a fuck-brained beast who cares only about getting me pregnant, and by the time he has finished flooding my guts with his tar-thick sperm I am usually on the verge of passing out. His cock is perfectly designed to slam against the back of my pussy and force orgasms out of me despite my desperate begging for mercy. I believe he enjoys forcing me to squeal like a perverted whore as it contrasts with my usual attitude.”
“O-Okay?” Rhea gulped out in response. She wasn’t quite sure what else she could say to that!
“If I were to introduce him to two more women of equal body shape to me, I believe we can convince Mr Corrin to drain his fat, sloshing balls into the two of you as well as myself.” Byleth explained bluntly, “With three porn-bodied sluts tending to his gargantuan cock, the strain of handling his immense lust will be shared between the three of us. The chances of me being conscious enough to plan my lessons in the mornings will increase if I can rely on you two and your obscene pairs of meaty milk-flesh to stroke every last drop of Mr Corrin’s thick cum out of his balls.”
“W-Where did you even learn to talk in such a vulgar way, Byleth?!” Rhea questioned desperately, fanning herself with her own hand as she listened to the obscene, flat-voiced speech. The movements of her hand were enough to cause her massive, dress-ripping tits to jiggle around lewdly. She was starting to sweat, and the unmistakable stink of a horny bitch was coming off her…but that was nothing compared to the lewd perfume that was now pumping out of Manuela! She was seriously down bad after hearing all the yummy things coming out of Byleth’s extra-kissable lips~
“We’ll do it! 💞💞💞” Manuela responded, offering up herself and Rhea before the stunned archbishop could even respond.
“W-We will not!” Rhea blurted back, “Professor Manuela, whatever do you think you’re agreeing to here?! This was supposed to be an evaluation on Professor Byleth’s recent performance, not a booty call!”
“Why can’t it be both? Way I see it, this kills two birds with one stone!” Manuela declared, licking her lips as she found herself already picturing having a naughty foursome with the handsome new teacher she had already had her eye on. “Byleth will be able to prepare for her classes easier, Mr Corrin will be able to focus on his own job more, and the two of us will finally have an outlet for our lusts as well!”
Archbishop Rhea turned her face away with a huff, planting her hands on her lap as she attempted to keep a dignified expression.
“I-I have no such lusts to speak of, thank you very much. I am the head of the church of Seiros, I have already conquered all of those sordid emotions and buried them deep within myself.” Rhea explained in a prim and proper voice.
“Sounds unhealthy.” Byleth responded plainly, “Burying your desires will not get rid of them. They will grow stronger over time. Cause you mental anguish. I thought the same as you before I got to know Mr Corrin. Having sex…has helped me feel far happier, far healthier. It’ll help you too.”
Rhea gulped, feeling like she was being ganged up on all of a sudden. Both Byleth and Manuela were leaning closer to her as they could feel the haughty archbishop starting to crack.
“What’s the harm in at least trying it out once? If you don’t think it’s a good idea, then you can just stop afterwards, can’t you? You’re not afraid of just how much you’d enjoy it, right?” Manuela purred out, her lipstick-painted mouth only an inch away from Rhea’s ear as she whispered sordid words to tease her.
“It would be a huge help for me. I doubt I can complete my duties as a professor without your assistance, Lady Rhea. Please…won’t you help me?” Byleth asked softly, her gentle voice tinged with the slightest hint of naughtiness as if she was aware of just how perverted a request she was making. With two beautiful siren’s whispering lewdly into her ears, Archbishop Rhea was left stammering and gulping and steaming out of her ears from the heat built up in her cheeks! It seemed like the noble holy woman had very little experience in resisting naughty things!
“W-Well…umm…I suppose…we could do it just the once…a-and then no more.” Rhea muttered out, looking downwards at her own feet…or at least she would be looking at her own feet if her incredible chest wasn’t blocking the view.
Manuela nearly jumped up into the air in a bout of giddy joy as Rhea shyly agreed to a steamy foursome with a handsome young stud! She couldn’t believe her luck! 💕💗If Mr Corrin was packing a cock even half as big as Byleth claimed it was…she was going to have a wonderful night indeed! Finally, a wild buck to soothe the aching desires of her poor, lonely pussy. She hadn’t managed to score a decent date in a month, and Manuela had no intention of letting this chance go to waste.
“Excellent. Thank you for your understanding, Lady Rhea. 💗” Byleth bowed down low, her lips curled ever so slightly in a smile as she offered her thanks. “I’ll make the necessary preparations. I would ask you both to do the same. You will need some nightwear that will help set the mood. I assume Professor Manuela can help us both with that, Lady Rhea.”
Manuela could indeed help them both with that! She was going to make sure herself, Byleth and Rhea were dolled up in the sexiest lingerie that gold could buy. Only the best for Mr Corrin, after all~
“I can’t believe I’m agreeing to this…what would Sothis say?” Archbishop Rhea sighed in defeat. She had no idea that Sothis was watching the whole thing from inside of Byleth’s head, and she found the entire spectacle incredibly funny to witness!
It was only a few days later that Byleth launched her little scheme in full. It was Friday evening, and this was a very important time for both her and for Mr Corrin. After all, Friday evening was when the weekend began, and the two could start a full 48 hours of sweaty, reckless, totally unprotected mating sex all over Byleth’s room!
Mr Corrin was a soft-spoken young man with a shock of silver hair and a slender physique. His armour was strange, the kind that wasn’t seen in Fodlan at all. He had first arrived at Garrag Mach shortly after Byleth herself had, and had offered his services as a teacher and a trainer to the students. He had a strong sense of duty, and he seemed genuine in his desire to help prepare the students for what was certainly going to be a difficult time for them…
…he certainly hadn’t expected to meet the love of his life in Garrag Mach, but fate had a funny way to surprising you. He and Byleth had gotten to know each other quickly, and had fallen for one another even faster. The quiet and calm Professor Byleth seemed to be the perfect match for the more hot-headed and socially considerate Mr Corrin, and it hadn’t been long before their gentle kisses had turned into messy makeouts which had turned into sloppy blowjobs behind the stable which had turned into bed-breaking mating presses! Byleth was surprised by Corrin’s excessive libido as much as he was surprised by Byleth’s. The two shared an overwhelming amount of lust, which only seemed to convince each of them they were made for the other more.
Mr Corrin practically skipped towards Professor Byleth’s bedroom after he had finished his duties for the day. He had been promised a very special surprise tonight, and he knew that Byleth wasn’t the type of woman to exaggerate. If she said she had something big planned, then she had something big planned!
“What has gotten into me lately? If Camilla saw me acting like this, she’d have some serious words for me.” Corrin remarked to himself as he bounced along the stone pathways of Garrag Mach, making note of his rather excessive sense of joy. “But could she blame me? If she saw Professor Byleth for herself, she definitely couldn’t! No one could ever resist adoring her! I bet Byleth and Camilla would get on so well…ahem…”
Naturally, Corrin’s mind went from imagining the fair smiles of his adopted sister and new girlfriend and slipped down to imagining the bra-snapping size of their breasts. He couldn’t help himself! Ever since he met Byleth, his interest in the female body had practically quadrupled. She was just so effortlessly sexy…her body was a curvaceous dream of soft meat and toned muscle, and her natural low-energy attitude only emphasized the excessively hot shape of her body. 💞💞
“Oh wow, I just can’t wait…” Mr Corrin muttered to himself, stifling a giddy laugh. “I wonder what she’s got in store? Maybe she’s got an outfit planned or something…I know she said she had a student’s uniform in her size once…”
When Corrin reached the door to Byleth’s room, he took a moment to compose himself and make sure he looked presentable after nearly sprinting all the way here from his last class. He coughed into his fist and knocked on the door, taking in a deep breath as he tried to ignore the thudding sound of his own heart beating in his chest.
“…yes?” Came the usual flat-toned reply of Professor Byleth. Even when she was putting so little effort into responding, Corrin was always mesmerized by her voice.
“It’s just me, Professor Byleth! My last class just finished so…umm…d-do you maybe want to go out for dinner, or maybe go on a date?” Corrin often started like this, offering some typical couple’s activities to Byleth that she would inevitably ignore so she could get to what she really wanted to do quicker: fuck like horny bunnies!
“No thanks, that’s okay. I would rather we just have a bunch of sex. I’ve planned something special for the evening, so it would be kind of a waste to go out when we could stay in all night and fuck.” Byleth responded bluntly from the other side of the door. Corrin gulped, his smile wide and his nostrils flaring as he shuffled on the spot. Byleth was so incredibly sexy…Corrin just couldn’t stand it! A totally inexperienced guy like him scoring such a beautiful, sex-loving girlfriend was just so crazy. 💞💖💞
“…alright, we’re ready. You can come in now.” Byleth said after a short pause. Corrin was so excited to get into the room that he didn’t even notice she had said “We’re ready” instead of “I’m ready”. Though he missed that subtle clue as to what the special treat was, he would never have been able to guess even with all the clues in the world what was waiting for him inside of Byleth’s bedroom.
Rather than the single vision of loveliness he had expected, Corrin was graced with the sight of three of them! Professor Byleth, Professor Manuela, and the Archbishop Rhea herself were sat on Byleth’s bed in the most gorgeous sets of lacey lingerie that Corrin had ever seen. Manuela was smirking with wicked intentions, nibbling on her finger as she squished her forearms together to make her already immense bust look even bigger in her satin red bra. Rhea had her smooth legs held together as her hands rested on them, her pursed and trembling lips suggesting she was absolutely out of her depth, despite how unbearably sexy she looked in her pure white bridal-style lingerie. In the middle sat the blank-faced Byleth, her expression entirely unreadable as she sat in her black, flower-adorned lingerie. She had both of her arms wrapped around the waists of the two women beside her, pulling them closer in as Corrin stared in slack-jawed confusion.
“Good evening, Mr Corrin. I hope you had a good day at work.” Professor Byleth spoke up first, breaking the stunned silence as she looked right into Corrin’s wide eyes.
“…you call your boyfriend “Mr Corrin”? Isn’t that a tad impersonal?” Manuela asked, her eyebrow raised up as she turned to question Byleth.
“It’s what I’m used to. What would you suggest calling him instead?” Byleth asked curtly.
“How’s about…Darling? Or Sweetie? Or Lover-boy? I don’t know, anything has to be better than calling him “Mr Corrin” like that.” Manuela responded with a huff. Honestly though, Corrin found it cute that Byleth referred to him so politely. It was one of her quirks, she just wasn’t the kind of woman who could speak all that informally.
“Is this really the time to be discussing this? Mr Corrin has been struck silent since he stepped into the room. I fear that seeing his employer sat near naked in his bedroom and caused him to go into shock…by Sothis, what am I doing?” Archbishop Rhea sighed wearily, even the slightest shake of her head causing her luscious jugs to jiggle around before Corrin’s eyes. They were nearly popping out of his head at this point. Between Rhea, Manuela and Byleth there was a total abundance of breasts in the room now! 💗❤
“Mmm. Darling.” Byleth addressed Corrin, attempting in her own way to sound cute. “I’m sorry to surprise you like this but I had very little choice. I was aware that we would be spending the entire weekend fucking like lust-drunk animals, and there was little to no chance of me being conscious enough to prepare for my classes on Monday after having to handle your huge, burly cock all by myself. So I’ve called in reinforcement to help me, as I would in any battle that I was on the losing end of.”
“Reinforcements…” Corrin repeated dumbly, his brain still fizzing with smoke as he struggled to wrap his head around what was going on. From the way Byleth was speaking…it almost sounded as if…
“You are free to ravish myself, Lady Rhea, and Professor Manuela to your hearts content all weekend long.” Byleth confirmed as if reading Corrin’s mind. Her grip on the waists of her two busty teammates tightened, her fingers squishing into the soft plumpness of their hips as if to expose just how excessively thicc both women really were. “Not only that, but I also expect you to go all out with us. I know you hold yourself back with me to make sure I don’t get too worn out, but I’m hoping you won’t have to do so tonight. Lady Rhea and Professor Manuela are busty, well-built women that I am certain can take such as rough a pounding as I can…perhaps even more in Rhea’s case, given the size of her lewd rear end…💖”
“W-Was that really a necessary comment to add?!” Rhea spluttered out. “Besides, don’t you think Mr Corrin is going to need a little time to come to terms with what you’re saying? You’re just blurting all of this out as if it was the most natural thing in the world! Inviting me to take part in a foursome…this is certainly a national incident at the very least…”
“You’re the one who agreed to come along, Lady Rhea.” Manuela reminded her blushing boss, “Besides…I don’t think our shared stud needs all that much time to think about things. Just look at that~”
Corrin was barely able to hear what Rhea was saying. He was lost in a fog of lust, his eyes glassing over as the sheer amount of fuckable female flesh on display overwhelmed his senses. Corrin had warned Byleth when they started dating that he wasn’t like regular men. He had within him a primal, draconic power that was liable to fly out of control if he lost his cool. He had assumed such a threatening side of himself would put Byleth off, but she always seemed rather blasé about the whole thing. She even seemed to find it quite attractive. Corrin had managed to control himself for the most part so far, but now that he was being offered up Rhea, Byleth and Manuela all at once…restraint was not an option anymore.
All three women watched as Corrin showed off a fanged grin, a flash of bright amber dancing in his eyes. Rather than show any hesitation, he responded to Byleth’s offer by practically ripping his armour off his body! Rhea let out a gasp as Corrin exposed the muscular contours of his chest, and Manuela let out a moan as he went further and exposed his lower half to all three girls. Byleth couldn’t help but smirk a little when she saw Manuela and Rhea’s reaction to her boyfriend’s cock.
“You both thought I was exaggerating, didn’t you?” Byleth asked calmly.
Corrin’s cock was, to use more vulgar terminology than Rhea would like to, absolutely fucking massive. It was an excessively huge spear of solid, throbbing meat that curved upwards aggressively, ending in a fist-sized head that was spewing out thick globs of off-white pre-cum that was thicker than the full load of a regular man. It was laced with sturdy veins, and thick clouds of steamy musk were rising off the imposing bludgeon of womb-crushing meat like it was breathing by itself. Rhea and Manuela were left utterly dumbstruck, their very concepts of what a man was being altered in real time by the spectacle that was Corrin’s massive, dragon-powered cock. ❤💗❤
“Oh my Goddess…” Manuela moaned, her body trembling as her womb shuddered in violent anticipation. Her meaty pussy had already been drooling since Corrin walked into the room, but now that she had born witness to his cock…she was gushing like a waterfall. The poor MILF fancied herself as a seductress, but right now she felt more like some blushing virgin schoolgirl who had been picked up by a handsome older student…
“T-That can’t be right…how is such a thing e-even possible?! 💦💦” Rhea babbled in disbelief, her hand placed on her chest as she gasped in awe. The archbishop was an inexperienced holy woman whose understanding of sex was mostly through a clinical and biological lens. She understood that different men possessed different size manhoods, but she never believed that they could get as ridiculously huge as the one now pointed towards her heaving chest!
Byleth wasn’t quite as shocked as Rhea or Manuela, having dealt with Corrin’s monster-sized cock numerous times at this point. To be fair, the first time she witnessed it nearly made her pass out from shock. She thought Corrin was pointing a weapon at her at first. Now she was more used to the sheer size and girth of Corrin’s incredible cock…and her body was too. Byleth’s face didn’t change from her blank expression, but a pinch of colour tinged her cheeks as she stared at the thick bubbles of pre-cum popping and drooling from the twitching top of Corrin’s cock.
“He’s already so hard. It looks painful.” Byleth noted, her tongue softly poking from her lips as she licked them to wetten them up. “You can see why I have been laid low by this so many times now, I’m sure. Handling Mr Corrin’s cock is too much for one woman. Help me satisfy him, please.”
“Your wish is my command, honey~ 💖💗” Manuela smacked her lips together as if she was eyeing up a tasty meal. She shifted herself forward, her puckered lips moving towards Corrin’s scalding-hot cock to deliver an introductory kiss to the side of it. Her mascara-painted eyes looked up at Corrin’s face as her wet lips smooched his trembling shaft, and her tongue snaked out to lash at the pencil-thick veins that trailed along his length.
“I-I really can’t believe this but…since I’ve already agreed to this ridiculous request, I have little choice but to go through with it now.” Rhea gulped, sweat trickling down her neck and between her tits as her excitement peaked. She leaned forward as well, planting a chaste kiss to the other side of Corrin’s cock like a newlywed wife granting her husband her first kiss. The tingling sensation of the archbishop’s lips sent shivers along Corrin’s spine, as if he was doing something sinfully wicked by defiling a holy woman’s mouth with the greasy taste of his cock.
Byleth didn’t feel a need to make any kind of comment as she leaned forward, her eyes closed in soft concentration as she planted a lingering kiss right on the tip of Corrin’s massive pole. She joined Rhea and Manuela in softly lavishing kisses along Corrin’s cock, the trio of wet mouths working in tandem as their lips slid along the portions of the huge member they were worshipping. Corrin looked down at the three pretty faces before him, a primal feeling of domination welling up in his chest as he realized he was being pleasured by two professor’s and an archbishop all at the same time. His cock pulsed in the midst of their kisses, their tongues slipping out from their lips as they moaned softly from the rank taste of cock filling their mouths.
“Gods…this is crazy. I must be dreaming…” Corrin muttered to himself, his aching balls gurgling loudly as the heavy mass of his thick sperm churned around in excitement. “But if I am dreaming, I’m going to enjoy every single second of it before I wake up. I’m not missing out on a chance like this, not when the three most gorgeous women in Garrag Mach are sucking me off…”
Manuela chuckled with amusement at Corrin’s adoring words. He really was quite delighted, wasn’t he? She’d had her eyes on the yummy new substitute teacher since he had arrived and had planned on introducing herself in a strong way during the upcoming faculty party. But now she was introducing herself in a manner much more suited to her talents. Her hot, slippery lips slid along Corrin’s firm shaft as she lathered his dick in bubbling spit and froth. She was a woman of the world, and she knew young men like Corrin loved sloppy, messy blowjobs more than anything else. 💋💋
“Mmmphh-shhrrlrp-shhhrrlp-bbbrrlp-bbrrrrlp…mmmhmmmmm, what a taaaaasty cock you have, Mr Corrin~ 💕💖💞❤” Manuela purred, bubbles of spit popping from her smirking lips as she grinned up at Corrin’s face. “I can see why a woman as stoic as Byleth would be captivated by it. To think you went and turned the monastery’s stone-faced beauty into your woman so quickly after arriving. Young men really do work quickly when they find a woman they want to fuck, hmm?”
Rhea was gulping down mouthfuls of cock-tainted drool, her head spinning around as she savoured the rich taste of a cock for the first time in her life. Naturally, the archbishop wasn’t exactly experienced in servicing dicks but she took to her new task with remarkable skill. Her pouty lips pressed hard against the tender skin of Corrin’s shaft, and her hands lifted up to gently massage the underside of it. Her soft fingers slid along the sensitive meat of Corrin’s dick, and her eyes narrowed with focused concentration. If she was going to be a slobbering cock-junkie like this, she was at least going to do a good job of it. Rhea was a proud woman who refused to do anything but her best, even when it came to gargling cum and sliding her spit-soaked lips along the greasy balls of a horny young stud.
“Mmmm…t-this taste is so clammy and raw. What is this? Are penises meant to taste so…meaty? Nnrgh…it’s clinging to my tongue…my breath will stink of sex all day tomorrow…what will Seteth say about this? 💔💖” Archbishop Rhea moaned, partly out of concern and partly out of desire as she pressed her nose up against Corrin’s thick boner. She huffed down a mind-melting whiff of cock-fumes, surprising herself with her own actions. She hadn’t planned to breath in such a heavy, noxious amount of cock-stink like that…it was just the natural instincts of a cum-hungry slut that lay under the surface of the noble holy woman.
Byleth took the lead in the threeway cock-guzzling, stretching her lips wide open to wrap them around the thick head of Corrin’s cock. She let out a low moan, her voice vibrating along Corrin’s shaft as she forced her face forward along his dick. The insides of her cheeks slid along the tender ridge of Corrin’s cock-head, and it didn’t take long until she felt the familiar thud of her lover’s cock bashing against the back of her throat. But she wasn’t the same spluttering novice that she had been when she had first witnessed Corrin’s cock and had her mouth roughly used as a fuck-toy. She stifled her own gag reflex, her brow furrowing as she pushed her lips along the lubed-up shaft of her boyfriend’s cock and clamped her throat-meat down around him.
“Shhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllpppppppppp…💕💕💕💕” The elongated sound of Byleth’s suction was so messy and lewd, it was amazing that it was coming from her of all people. The image everyone had of the cool and collected professor, blessed with hyper competency and incredible martial skill, might have taken a blow if they could see the hollowed cheeks and stretched-out lips of her perverted blowjob face. She stared unblinking at Corrin’s eyes, her throat contracting with her repeated gulps as she forced mouthfuls of thick pre-cum down into her stomach. She lifted her hands up to cup Corrin’s heavy balls, her strong grip lightly squeezing the sperm-stuffed jizz-tanks as she massaged the chowder-thick mass of knock-up juice that was churning around within them. Corrin let out a groan, his vision getting hazy as the overwhelming pleasure of being doted upon by three sloppy mouth-pussies at once took its toll on him.
Byleth pulled her face backwards, forcing Corrin’s cock out of her tight lips with a wet plop before grabbing the base of his shaft and smacking the heavy pillar of drool-soaked meat against her own face. Her pretty, stoic face was smeared with cock-juice as she dickslapped herself roughly, her nostrils flaring slightly as she breathed heavily with excitement. Even if her face didn’t reveal how horny she was, Byleth was more than ready for one of Corrin’s patented brutal breeding sessions…but first, she had to show her new comrades just what her boyfriend was capable of.
“Your turn.” Byleth said bluntly to Rhea, who gasped in surprise as Byleth shoved Corrin’s cock right against her face and practically rubbed her down in syrup-thick ball-gunk! The archbishop whined, her beautiful face smeared with nasty juices like she was a common harlot. The head of the Church of Seiros…bathed in the rank, fragrant pre-cum of a horny young man with a cock as long as his own arm…this was utterly inconceivable, and yet Rhea couldn’t deny the heat building up in her womb.
“Mmmpphhh…by Sothishhhhhh…” Rhea moaned, her eyelashes fluttering as the intoxicating heat of Corrin’s cock corrupted her mind, pushing the holy woman further into the depths of depravity. Her chest was rising and falling heavily, her breasts shaking as sweat slid down the curve of her chest and drool spilled down her chin. A puddle of frothing spit formed between her heavy tits, squished into a sweet-smelling mess thanks to the tightness of her pure white bra. Rhea lifted her hands up, almost like she was about to make a prayer to Sothis to save her from the nasty cock that was turning her into a lewd woman…but instead she used those hands to wrap around Corrin’s cock and start pumping the throbbing shaft as she suckled on it with her tight lips.
“God, what am I doing? How did I let myself get dragged into thiiiiiiis? 💦💦” Rhea thought to herself as she pushed her face further along Corrin’s cock, her eyes wet with moisture as she looked up at Corrin’s delighted, panting face. “This is so obscene…it’s not even regular love-making, this is a slutty fourway orgy! My goodness though, just how has Professor Byleth been handling this monstrosity all by herself? Such a thick, manly penis…no, this slab of meat can’t be described so simply. This is a cock! A huge, powerful cock! Mmmph…it’s pumping so much raw pre-cum down my throat, it’s like he’s trying to baptise my guts in his seed... 💖💗”
Corrin let out a throttled hiss through his clenched teeth, his hands gripping onto Rhea’s head as he felt his dick push through the tight grip of her throat. The archbishop choked up a mouthful of thick phlegm, her eyes rolling as she was overwhelmed with cock. Byleth could see that the busty arch-slut was ready to pass out on the end of Corrin’s massive dick. She was going to need some more training to be a top-quality cumdumpster, but she had made a good attempt for her first time. Byleth grabbed a handful of Rhea’s long hair, yanking her backwards and off Corrin’s cock as the dick-drunk MILF took in a heavy breath of sex-laced air. Then Byleth glanced at Manuela, nodding wordlessly to let the smirking seductress know it was her turn next.
“Show us what you’ve got.” Byleth told Manuela, handing over Corrin’s cock to the cooing cougar. Manuela opened wide, and Corrin let out a yelp as his entire cock was suddenly enveloped in a warm, wet hug from the older woman’s gullet. Manuela didn’t waste any time in deepthroating Corrin’s cock, forcing her sloppy mouth down at a rapid rate until her nose was buried into Corrin’s thin pubes and her lips were locked onto his slender hips. She winked up at him as her throat contracted around her stud’s boner, and she lifted up her massive tits rub against Corrin’s heavy balls as she gave him the kind of soul-sucking blowjob that turned decent men into depraved sex-addicts!
“SHHHHHHLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPP-SHHHHHHLLLLLRRRRRRRRPPPPPPP-BBBBBRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPP~~~~~ 💗❤💗❤💗❤” Manuela made sure she was making the loudest, sloppiest noises that she could while guzzling down gutfuls of thickening pre-cum. Her glossy lips stretched out in a whoreish expression of dick-crazed lust, and bouts of hot breath burst from her flaring nostrils as she shook her face around and smacked Corrin’s cockhead against the insides o of her cheeks. She pulled backwards slowly, making sure to pull Corrin’s hips with her as the suction of her blowjob left him utterly speechless. Then she threw her head back again with such messy speed that there was an explosion of spit from the impact of her face and Corrin’s hips. She grabbed hold of the young man’s slender waist, furiously bobbing her head back and forth as she slurped up every last drop of sweat and cum that was covering his tasty schmeat.
“O-Oh my…” Rhea gulped as she watched Manuela do her dirty work, stunned at the spectacle of her gullet-bashing facepounding. Byleth watched on nonchalantly, though she felt a strange twinge of emotion flare up in her chest.
“…I can do that too…” Byleth muttered under her breath, a slight pout puffing up her lips as she felt a competitive fire swell in her chest. She wanted to prove to Corrin that she was the best woman for the job of handling his cock, and she was starting to see Manuela as a rival for Corrin’s cock’s affection. She pulled gently at her tight bra, and suddenly her fat titties flopped out into the open! Corrin’s gaze fell from Manuela’s distorted blowjob face to Byleth’s naked breasts suddenly, and Byleth answered that focus by pushing her heavy boobs right up against Corrin’s face and smothering him in warm milk-meat!
With the sloppy facefucking his cock was being subjected to, and the puffy pampering of Byleth’s tits assaulting his, and the wide-eyed presence of the archbishop herself watching the lewd action from nearby…it was all too much for Corrin to handle! His balls audibly groaned under the weight of sperm boiling up within them, and he felt a flash of red pass across his eyes as he reached the limits of his resolve.
“NNNRGGGHHH!!! I-I’M ABOUT TO CUM! LINE UP! ALL OF YOU LINE UP, NOW!” Corrin roared out, his demand coming out in a very pushy and domineering voice that normally all three women would scoff at. Byleth, Rhea and Manuela were not the kind of women who could get bossed around by any man…but in this case, they were willing to be good girls and do as they were told. Rhea was mostly taken along by the sheer energy of the situation though, pulled into a row alongside Byleth and Manuela as the three beautiful women opened their mouths wide and presented their tongues for Corrin to furiously jerk his fat, twitching cock towards.
“W-What are we sat here waiting fo-EEP!” Rhea cried out as the first chunky rope of white cum exploded out over her face, the massive burst of pent-up jizz firing out over all three of the faces presented for Corrin to aim at. Heavy, creamy blasts of white cock-juice splattered over the three wiggling tongues, coating them in a white layer of musky, glue-thick sperm. The sheer heat and richness of Corrin’s sperm was incredible…it felt tingly on the tongues of the three cum-hungry bitches, and it slid down their throats to coat their gullets in nut-slop like a viscous paint. 💖💗
Every breath the three women made for a full week was going to be tainted with the unmistakable stench of fresh cum…and despite Rhea’s sputtering confusion and shock, Manuela and Byleth hungrily slurped down mouthfuls of gooey ball-batter without a shred of hesitation. They were jizz-crazed bitches at this point, and Corrin happily spurted out ropes after rope of raw jizz for them to devour as he frantically double-fisted his huge cock in his hands and relished one of the most amazing orgasms he had ever had in his life.
The volume of cum that Corrin was happily blasting out in a sex-fuelled daze was the kind of lumpy, heavy ball-chowder that didn’t suit a handsome face like his. Though Corrin had the twinkling eyes and the winning smile of a Prince Charming, he had the unruly cock of a beast! His cum lingered on the faces of the three stunned women in front of him, sliding down their faces and necks to nest within the heavy weight of their huge tits. All three sluts were glazed white, their previous jobs as Garrag Mach’s faculty being overwritten by their new job as Corrin’s jizz-dumpsters. 💋
“O-Oh my…that was…beyond words…💕💞💔❤” Rhea panted out, her hands trembling as she cupped two palmfuls of greasy, bubbling ball-muck in her hands. She stared down into it like she was seeing a vision in the frothy white cream, her brain struggling to comprehend the glue-like thickness of Corrin’s load. This…was the fluid that was supposed to go inside of a woman and grant them a child? That simply couldn’t be the case! This foul substance was sticky to the touch, as hot as lava, so gooey that a woman would have to chew on it to swallow it down…yet human women were expected to take this substance into their wombs if they wanted to be granted a child? Mortal sex was incredible…
“Mmm-mmm….soooooo rich and delicious~ 💖💖💞💞” Manuela licked her lips, eagerly drawing globs of cum into her mouth and swallowing it down like it was a fine wine. “No wonder you managed to score a taciturn beauty like Byleth, Mr Corrin. Sperm this delectable could turn even the most professional of women into giggling whores. Goddess, it’s a good thing we discovered your little tryst before poor Byleth wandered into class one day looking pregnant.”
“…pregnant…” Byleth muttered the word softly, her eyes narrowing as she sucked on her own fingers gently while rubbing her soft belly. The thought of bearing Corrin’s babies was one born about purely by instinctual desire. Byleth had honestly been taught very little about the birds and bees by Jeralt when they were travelling around Fodlan. Generally this was because Byleth showed very little interest in such matters. But with a lack of taught knowledge at her disposal, Byleth had to rely purely on her innate instincts as a woman to push her forward. Right now, those instincts were screaming at her with a very simple demand. “GET. KNOCKED. UP.”
Corrin’s head was still spinning as the last drops of his load fell down between the combined, squished meat of the breasts beneath him. But his burly cock remained fully erect, not flagging in the slightest despite having graced Byleth, Rhea and Manuela with enough cum to feed their jizz-hungry bellies full. His monstrous cock throbbed, steam rising from the tip as it evaporated the juices glistening on the turgid length.
“Okay…I’m warmed up.” Corrin remarked, cracking his neck and stretching out his shoulders as if he was about to engage in some serious exercise. “All three of you, line up on the bed for me. Whoever does it fastest gets fucked first, okay?”
Rhea gulped, shuddering as she heard Corrin’s rude words echo in her mind. What a perverted statement for him to make! To the archbishop of Fodlan, no less! He was getting way ahead of himself here, and Rhea was quite certain she wasn’t alone in thinking that. There was no way that women as brilliant and intelligent as Manuela or Byleth would respond to such brutish demands with anything other than fury!
Rhea turned her head to the side…and she saw Manuela and Byleth had both jumped to their feet, turned around, and bent over for Corrin while presenting their jiggling asses to him like common sluts in heat. Their juicy pussies were twitching with heat, their female scent rising into the air as if they were filling the room with pheromones. The two women that Rhea considered to be among the most reliable of her allies had abandoned their scruples and thrust their asses towards Corrin without a shred of hesitation or embarrassment!
“Me first, me first! It’s only fair, give the new girl a turn~ 💖” Manuela cooed out desperately, shaking her ass with such force that it was smacking against Byleth’s own similarly overdeveloped tushy. She was moaning lustily, her eyes burning with passion as she realized that her month-long cock-drought was about to come to an end!
“No. I go first. I’m the first girlfriend. You can be the second.” Byleth responded, unable to keep a completely straight face as she twerked her voluptuous ass for Corrin. The sweat trickling down her pale, freckled cheeks acted like lotion, making her globe-sized flanks look extra juicy and perfect for sliding a hard cock between. Her lips were puffy, her eyes were lidded, and her hair was messy with sweat and exertion.
Corrin stroked his fat cock, lubing it up with cum as he eyed the hot pussies in front of him. He glanced towards Rhea with an almost mischievous look before going back to ogling Byleth and Manuela. It seemed like he was going to be ignoring Rhea until she did as she was told…and the poor archbishop wasn’t sure how long she could put up with that!
“Sorry Manuela, it’s first come, first serve around here.” Corrin responded playfully. “Byleth jumped into action first, so she gets this cock before you.”
“Tch…” Manuela clicked her tongue in frustration while Byleth’s lips just barely lifted into a rather proud little smirk. But Manuela didn’t have to feel too left out for long as Corrin suddenly thrust his right hand forward towards her exposed pussy. He thrust two fingers up into her wet, sizzling cunt before her body was prepared for the insertion, and Manuela squealed out in shocked surprise as her cunt-meat clamped down around Corrin’s fingers with the force of a vice!
“HIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE~~~~~~~~!!!!??!?!???!! 💕💔💕💕💔💕” Manuela cried out, her eyes crossing as Corrin’s sudden fingering caused her to suffer an embarrassing squirtgasm all over the floor. Her thick thighs trembled, the cellulite coating her legs jiggling erotically as she was forced to cum her brains out in a truly explosive manner. Byleth looked towards Manuela in surprise…leaving her wide open for Corrin to strike. A warrior should never leave her back open on the battlefield, and Byleth was about to get struck hard.
With a heavy thrust of his hips, Corrin rammed his massive cock between the waiting lips of Byleth’s pussy and pushed through the tight folds of her well-trained cunny. The mercenary beauty had spent her entire life training her body to the peak of physical perfection, and this had granted her pussy the kind of tightness that would lock out a lesser man and leave them grinding their dicks against her ass in defeated despair. But Corrin wielded a cock powered by pure draconic lust, and it pierced Byleth’s dick-swallowing cunt without any kind of resistance. Byleth had been fucked raw and hard by this massive shaft many times by now…but each and every time it forced her to cum her brains out as sparks exploded behind her eyes.
“AHHH~~~!!!” Byleth moaned out loud, her face twisting into a gasp as she was forced to express some kind of emotion on her face thanks to her pussy suffering an instant-loss orgasm to Corrin’s fat schmeat. The dragon-prince grinned as he felt Byleth’s pussy clamp down around him, embracing his hot shaft with sloppy cunt-kisses as his ribbed tip bashed against her womb. Byleth’s toned stomach bulged from the size of Corrin’s cock slamming into her, and Rhea could even see it from her vantage point. She watched on in stunned awe as Byleth’s guts were rearranged by Corrin’s feral-powered cock while Manuela’s juicy pussy was relentlessly fingerfucked.
“O-OOHH MY…MMOOGH?!! ❤💖 W-WHAT…H-HE CAN EVEN…MMPGH…HE CAN EVEN FINGER A WOMAN L-LIKE THIS?! S-SO GOOD?! WHAT THE HECK?! NOT FAIR! YOU CAN’T HAVE A HUGE C-COCK AND BE GOOD AT FOREPLAY TOO! NNRGGH…💖💗💞” The sultry cries of Manuela’s frustration to music to Corrin’s ears. He could tell from the bumps, the ridges, the slick syrup of Manuela’s pussy-juice that she was a discerning woman. If a man came at her with a half-hearted attempt to please her, she would let him know with harsh words for sure. So knowing that a woman with her kind of experience and high expectations was writhing on his fingers while moaning with lust and cursing with frustration at the weakness of her own pussy…that made Corrin feel very good indeed. As adorable as Byleth was to pound into a broken mess of cum and drool, there was a charm to a woman who showed her heart on her sleeve like Manuela as well.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! As Manuela’s middle-aged pussy suffered a humiliating loss to the rough fingering of the young stud behind her, Byleth’s juicy younger fuck-hole was wrapping itself around Corrin’s cock like it never wanted to let go. Rhea was forced to watch Byleth biting at her bottom lip, desperately trying not to moan too loudly as her eyes flickered with spasms of carnal bliss. The perverted face of a professor trying to pretend she wasn’t a whore for huge cocks…it was so lewd that Rhea was left speechless. Before she had even realized it, her hand had slipped down the soft fabric of her dress and ended up between her pillowy thighs so she could rub her own lonely pussy. She tried to comfort her body, lying to it that the meagre pleasure her own fingers could provide was just as good as what Corrin’s magnificently hung cock could offer.
“Oh Goddess…mmph…help me resist these temptations…I can feel my resolve breakiiiiiiiing…” Rhea muttered under her breath, gently nibbling on her own lower lip as she tenderly stroked her sopping wet pussy and played with her engorged clit. Masturbation had been Rhea’s only form of pleasure for a long time now, but at this moment she knew in her heart of hearts that it just wouldn’t be enough. 💗
“Haaaan…huuaahh…nnuuhhaaa…so good…sooooo good…dicks are good…dicks feel good…” Byleth moaned to herself, the perverted words spilling from her mouth as her body was rocked back and forth by Corrin’s thrusting. Her heavy tits swung around, her bra barely able to keep her rack contained as the milk-mounds were subject to the laws of gravity. Such succulent hanging fruits deserved to be let loose, and Corrin quickly moved his free hand from Byleth’s wide hips along the small of her back. He unclasped her bra skilfully, letting the lingerie fall aside as Byleth’s heaving breasts burst free with a meaty bouncing sound!
“Ooooooooggghhhhn…pleasepleasepleaseplease help me resist this temptatiooooooon…oh by the Gods, her tits are immaculate, I want to grab them so badly it huuuuuurts…❤❤” Rhea moaned more frantically, her legs spreading open as she lost her inhibitions and began openly playing with herself to the lewd sight of Corrin dominating Manuela and Byleth. Corrin gave the beautiful archbishop a sidewards glance, a knowing smirk dancing on his lips as he watched her sliding her soaked panties aside without even realising how perverted she looked.
“Ooooorgh…oooogghnnn~~~ W-Wow…you’ve seriously g-got her so worked up without even touching her? W-What the heck…I thought having three women d-dealing with you at once was going to make this boring, now I’m thinking we should have brought s-some backup along!” Manuela giggled in a throaty voice, clenching her lower muscles around Corrin’s fingers while watching the Archbishop Rhea masturbating right in front of her. The sound of Rhea’s long, elegant fingers pushing into the lust-drenched meat of her pussy was so damned sexy that Manuela was forced to squirt all over Corrin’s hand again, her lips spreading into a lewd “O” shape as she violently came like the whore she truly was.
*GSSSSSHHHHHHH~~~~*
“OOOOOUUUGGGHHH!!! 💖💖💞💖💞💞”
Rhea gulped as she heard Byleth’s orgasm spurting out from behind her, then heard the trembling moans of her pleasure rise up from her lips. Byleth was arching her back, her head hanging back like she was howling to the air as her plump asscheeks wobbled all over Corrin’s hips. The stone-faced professor who had seemed so completely immoveable before…she was throwing her ass backwards like some city brothel-bimbo giving her client a one-on-one show. Her sea-green hair clung to her forehead, and her cheeks were flushed red with a passionate glow. She looked so incredibly erotic that Rhea felt her chest getting tight. Her huge breasts tingled, and her nipples felt like they were rubbing against the fabric of her bra.
Rhea wanted to be in the same position as Byleth. She wanted to get turned into a whore by Corrin’s huge cock as well…
“Rhea. There’s still time to join the others.” Came a soft, comforting voice from above. Rhea looked up at Corrin in awe, her breath stopping short as she realized she was being watched in a very compromising position. He was smiling so warmly…but his eyes were still glowing a bright amber as his draconic urges welled up inside of him. He was being gentle, that was for sure. But Rhea could still see the hunger in his gaze when he looked at her. He didn’t see Rhea as the leader of an entire religion right now. He saw her as a woman…and that sinful fact was more exciting than anything else for Rhea.
“…ulp…y-you mean…if I debased myself like Manuela and presented my rear end to you…?” Rhea asked in a shaky voice. Before she could even finish, she heard the meaty CLAP of Manuela’s luscious asscheeks slapping together as the middle-aged slut shook her ass for her new man in an obscene, cock-hungry fashion.
“Exactly~! Come on Rheaaaaaa, you know you want toooooo~~~ 💋💋” Manuela sang out, the songstress using her impeccable singing voice to tease her elder to submit to cock. “None of us will tell, okay? We won’t tell a soul that you bent over like a bitch and let a younger man use your pussy as a cock-sleeve. I’ll even let you take my place in line if you agree right now! I want to see you shaking your ass like a nasty bitch while you get railed from behind…”
Rhea gulped, realizing that Manuela’s crass language was no longer upsetting her but was actually turning her on more! It was so frustrating to think that she was being led along so easily but…but…
…she really did want Corrin’s cock sooooooo badly~~~
*SPPPPPPPLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT*
As if to finish off whatever resistance Rhea had left, Corrin dealt the final blow by burying his massive cock balls deep into Byleth’s plump, juicy pussy and letting loose an absolute flood of spunk right into her thirsty womb! Byleth’s eyes rolled backwards as her body experienced the heavy pressure of Corrin’s huge load. She had seemed so untouchable to Rhea before. She was stoic, mysterious, beautiful in a way that few other women were…now she was something else. She was the girlfriend of a wild animal with an insatiable need to fuck pretty girls pregnant…
…and Rhea wanted to know what it was like, to let that depravity overtake her. To forget about silly things like running an academy, or being the head of an entire religion, or birth control…and just become a slut for stallion-hung young men. 💗❤💗
“Auuuuu…huuaaaa…here it is…this feeling…I can’t escape it…” Byleth moaned out, her trembling voice sounding utterly blissed-out as she felt the swirling streams of pudding-thick sperm overwhelming her pussy. “Nnnrrggghhh…Mr Corrin…is amazing…Lady Rhea…w-we had sex on…the very first date…a-and he made me his woman with just one cumshot inside of me. I-I love hiiiiiim…a-and I can’t wait to bear all of his babies…mmmpphhhh…cumming my brains out from unprotected mating sex is just the best…I love yooooou, Mr Corrin~~~ 💞💞”
She didn’t raise her voice, but the heated lust in Byleth’s words was enough to sway Rhea. The archbishop was practically drooling as she stumbled up and over to Byleth, placing herself in the spot beside her and pressing her palms down on the edge of the bed to shove her huge ass towards Corrin in the same way that Byleth and Manuela had done.
“Wicked…this wicked, sinful cock has turned one of my best professor’s into a slutty whore! I-I just can’t allow things to continue in this way!” Archbishop Rhea declared, reaching around the mountainous curves of her ass to yank her underwear away, snapping them off her wide hips in a single fluid motion. “I’ll confiscate your vile erection in my saintly pussy, and save Professor Byleth from becoming your fuck-toy!”
“But I wanna be a fuck-tooooooooy~~~ 💞💔” Byleth mewled out as Corrin slowly dragged over a solid foot of throbbing meat out of her tight, gooey pussy. His thick erection wasn’t even a little soft after his explosive cumshot, and thick globs of cement-thick spunk drooled down Byleth’s legs as a single solid strand of cum kept Corrin’s cock and Byleth’s pussy connected. When it snapped, he turned his attention to Rhea with a feral snort and a lick of his chops. He raised his hand up in the air, his heart thudding in his own throat as what little remnants of his rational mind screamed at him to reconsider his actions…
…and then he delivered a harsh SMACK to Rhea’s ass, spanking the most senior head of state in the entire country like she was a stripper paid to twerk her phat booty all over his lap.
“Oh wow~” Manuela cooed, clearly impressed with the sheer balls that Corrin possessed to do such a thing. She was willing to wait a little longer for her own turn in order to get a show as amazing as this! Plus, Corrin’s hard-working fingers were still teasing her MILF-pussy plenty to keep her warmed up and ready for the rough pounding she was inevitably going to get.
“A-Ahhhh…mmphh...” Rhea clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging lightly into her skin as she struggled to keep her mouth shut. She would not, she COULD not, moan from getting spanked! Whatever authority she had as the archbishop would collapse if she made such a wanton sound from getting her poor pale butt smacked silly. It would embolden Corrin to rain a series of cheek-crashing spanks to her ass until she was begging for mercy with tears in her eyes and red handprints seared onto her skin! She could feel the heat from Corrin’s energetic snorts tickling her ass already…he was such a brutish, feral beast when he was turned on. How had Rhea allowed such a pervert to walk the halls of her precious academy without realizing how dangerous he was?
How fortunate for the beautiful, curious, easily led female students of Garrag Mach that Archbishop Rhea was on the job to keep this young buck of a substitute teacher on the straight and narrow~
“D-Do it…hurry…” Rhea begged, looking over her shoulder with a lewd look in her eyes as she urged Corrin to claim her. He took a firm hold of his massive cock-club and aimed it towards her pristine pussy, rubbing his juicy tip along the tight slit of her pussy before pushing forward and prying it open! The doors to Archbishop Rhea’s baby-room were being opened up. 💕
Rhea felt her brain starting to get all melty and warm as Corrin pushed his throbbing cock inside of her slush-wet pussy. In the back of her mind, Rhea wondered if she had ever laid with a man so many hundreds of years ago that the memory of it had long vanished…whether she had or not, she believed the memory of that day would be wiped out by the power of Corrin’s cock! It felt so incredibly powerful inside of her, throbbing with a lewd energy that attacked Rhea’s most sensitive spots and forced her to accept she was a woman before she was a religious figure. Was this how Byleth felt when she was fucked for the first time?
“Hhhhooouuuuuugggghhh~~~!!??! P-Pleeeeeeease…pleasepleasepleasepleeeeeease go slowlllllllllly…i-it’s strange…so strange…t-this feeling inside of me is going to m-make me act weird…💗💕💗💗” Rhea begged, her head hanging downwards as she moaned in a trembling voice. But she was asking for mercy at the wrong point of the night. Corrin had already savoured the taste of one pussy, and he was too eager for the second to hold back now! Rather than listen to Rhea’s begging for mercy, Corrin delivered another harsh smack to her ass that coincided with his hips pounding against the cushioned meat of her rear end!
WHAP! Rhea let out a squeal as she felt Corrin’s entire cock push into her, but she barely had a second to get used to it before the cocksure young stud was dragging his dick back until only the ridged head remained stuck inside of Rhea’s divine pussy…then he thrust back, slamming himself balls deep into Rhea with a cunt-breaking strike that made her scream in shock! Then he did it again, slowly pulling backwards before returning to her deepest depths with a womb-shaking cock-blow.
“HHUUOOUH-UOOUGGH-HHOOUUGH??! 💖💞❤❤💔💔 W-WAIT!! WAIT I SAID! T-THIS ISN’T SLOW AT ALL! W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! LISTEN TO MEEEEE, PLEEEEEASE~~~!! 💞💔💞💞💔💞” Rhea cried out desperately, looking over her shoulder as her meaty body was shaken around by the force of Corrin’s rut. Despite her pleas, Corrin held onto her hips with one hand as best he could considering the sheer overflowing size of her waist.
“Childbearing hips…” Corrin growled under his breath, “Yeah…you’re perfect for baby-making. Just as good as Byleth, if not better. I’d better clog your womb full of my cum before a rival comes along and tries to claim it. Bitches like you need to be seeded as soon as you’re discovered. It would be a waste letting a beauty like you go without getting bred~”
What kind of filthy, animalistic language was he using?! Why did it make Rhea feel so funny?! Urgh, this was so infuriating…Rhea’s head was swimming with lust, and she dragged her nails across the bedsheets with such force that they ripped into shreds under her grip. Her own draconic strength was coming out, awakening thanks to the primal force of Corrin’s pounding. Both of them had ancient blood boiling in their veins, and it was reacting to one another now…the already steamy lovemaking session was going to go into overdrive as Rhea’s instincts flared up!
“Childbearing hips?! You insolent young wretch! Maybe I am built for bearing children, but you’re so arrogant as to think you’re the man who’ll claim my womb as his own?! 💖💗💕 T-Try it then, you grunting pig! Y-You made Byleth into your sperm-rag and you’ve got Manuela eating out of the palm of your hand, so now you think an archbishop is an easy lay?! H-Ha! We’ll see about that! I think I might just…D-DRAIN EVERY LAST DROP OF YOUR VILE, LECHEROUS SEED OUT OF YOUR BLOATED BALLS UNTIL YOU’RE BEGGING ME FOR MERCY!!! 💖💢💢💖❤❤” Rhea roared out, the reverberations of her voice sending a shockwave out that nearly made Manuela topple over! As soon as she made this challenge, Rhea clamped her pussy down around Corrin’s burly cock and tried to throttle the oversized boner with the tightness of her grip!
“O-Oh jeez!” Manuela cried out in shock as she and Byleth were forced aside, the gyrations and movements of Rhea’s thrashing leaving them little room to stay put. Byleth was smiling, still rather exhausted by the massive load she had just taken. This was exactly the reason she had invited Rhea and Manuela along tonight. Now she could catch her breath for another round while Rhea and Manuela took over.
“Excellent work, Lady Rhea. You have him right where you want him. I think. Maybe.” Byleth sounded less than sure, but it hardly mattered anyway. Rhea was too focused on the task at hand to hear what the professor was saying to her.
Rhea was flipped over onto her back, her arms splayed out above her head as she looked up at Corrin with a searing-hot look of lust. Corrin threw his face down between Rhea’s watermelon-sized spheres of succulent titty-meat so he could feel their milky softness squish around his face. The maternal warmth that Rhea embodied was enough to give anyone a fetish for MILF’s…the only way to make a stunning specimen of mature beauty like Rhea look even sexier was to give her a big round belly to cradle in her arms thanks to a couple dozen messy creampies right into her cum-hungry womb.
“Mmmmpphhh…a-are you comfortable there, nestled between my chest like that? How childish~ 💞” Rhea cooed, wrapping her arms around Corrin’s head to suffocate him between the sweet-smelling embrace of her boobs. Her thighs lifted up and wrapped around Corrin’s waist at the same time, and the shorter Corrin was wrapped up by Rhea as he furiously pounded away at her pussy. Manuela and Byleth both watched on, unsure if they felt more jealous of Corrin or of Rhea at that moment.
Rhea dragged her nails across Corrin’s back, hissing under her breath with carnal delight as she felt the engorged shaft of her lover’s cock lock into her pussy and strike deep at her womb. Her cervix smooched the drooling tip of Corrin’s cock as her body began to reawaken to the concept of pregnancy. Her body was forced into a surprise ovulation as it realised that, for the first time in hundreds of years, a worthy mate had arrived to grant her the brood of children her milk-swollen tits had longed for~
“Haaaann…nnnnnn…y-your cock feels sooooo good! I-I cannot believe I was naïve enough to invite a wolf like you into a d-den of sweet hens like I did…nnrggh…p-practically offered up the bodies of every women in Garrag Mach on a platter for you to savour…mmm…mmphh…” Rhea stroked Corrin’s hair gently even as she berated his wild libido. Corrin responded to her jabs by lifting his mouth towards her puffy nipples and biting down on them gently, sucking on the tender nubs and forcing another throaty moan out of Rhea’s soft, kissable lips. Manuela sucked on her finger as she watched Rhea moaning in ecstasy, wondering if she would get in trouble for suddenly kissing her own boss without any warning.
“B-But now that I am aware of your insatiable need to pleasure yourself with the warm, wet, fertile cunts of the women you surround yourself with, I can deal with the problem personally~~ 💞💞” Rhea sighed hotly in Corrin’s ear as he slurped on her tits, her body trembling with mini-climaxes as she felt like she was going to start leaking milk into her younger lover’s mouth. “S-So…whenever you walk past a crowd of pretty young students and feel that aching need building up in your FAT, SWOLLEN, HEAVY BALLS…you come and find me right away…whatever I am doing, I will put it aside…to be your woman…to be your whore~~~ 💗💖💗💖”
Corrin let out a feral snarl between Rhea’s breasts, his hot breath tickling the sweaty flesh hidden behind her colossal tits. His balls were churning hot seed around like a mini-tsunami was sloshing around in them, crying out for the chance to turn Rhea into a gravid mama-of-triplets. In the back of Corrin’s mind there was a little voice trying to remind him that he wasn’t currently fucking his girlfriend! He was in a relationship with Miss Byleth, who was currently watching him brutalize the sloppy meat-hole of an older woman like a crazed animal! Those concerns didn’t stop Corrin from thrusting deeper into Rhea, his turgid cock swelling up as another stomach-bloating load of fresh cum pumped through his shaft and forced its way into the tight womb of the archbishop.
*SPPPLLLLLOOOORRRRTTTTTTTTTT~~~~~!!!!!* Yet another massive, condom-exploding cumshot was fired out into yet another squealing fuck-doll! Rhea’s eyes crossed as she felt the spasms of her own orgasms rush through her, and she let out a perverted howl that shook the very room around her. Corrin and Rhea were both hiding an incredible amount of power in their bodies that seemed to be coming out in the shockwaves of their lustful cries. Rhea begged for Corrin to keep going, to fill her up to the point where she couldn’t even move anymore. She was relishing the feeling of being filled up with hot, bubbling cum-sludge as her long dormant maternal instincts burned hot in her chest.
“HHOOOOUUUUGGGHHH!!! 💕💖💞❤💔 YESYESYESYESYESYES!!! 💕💗💕💗 RAVISH MEEEEE!! OOOOOGHH…KEEP GOING, CORRIN!!! D-DON’T STOP YET!!! A YOUNG MAN LIKE YOU…Y-YOU HAVE MORE FOR ME, DON’T YOU?! YOU WON’T LEAVE A LONELY OLDER WOMAN FEELING UNSATISFIED, WILL YOU?! S-SO PLEASE…KEEP CUMMING AND CUMMING AND CUMMING!! ❤💖❤💖💕💞” Rhea howled out blissfully, her face twisted into a lewd expression of joy as she relished the heavy thuds of cum pounding into her. The folds of her belly jiggled from the force of Corrin’s load as he just kept spurting out rope after rope of cum, making sure to thoroughly enjoy the once-in-a-lifetime chance he had gotten to creampie the leader of an entire religion! He had no idea if a situation like this was going to come along again any time soon…
But Corrin didn’t have any time to look over his work with pride. As he pushed himself off the larger body of the beautiful, cum-drunk holy woman beneath him, Corrin was jumped from the side by a wild cougar! He was thrown down onto his back, and Manuela straddled him with hunger in her eyes! She had been willing to give Rhea her place in line, but that didn’t mean she was planning on skipping her go entirely.
“Well aren’t you a sweetheart, Mr Corrin? Giving a stuffy fusspot like Rhea all that pleasure and turning her prim and proper brain into mush…you’ve gone and given her a real thrill she won’t forget in a hurry…” Manuela purred out, her fingers rubbing against Corrin’s nipples as he looked up at her with a shellshocked expression. She stuck her tongue out as her thicc ass grinded against the firm length of Corrin’s cock, her wobbling flanks hotdogging the piping hot rod of fuck-flesh roughly.
“But you’re not dealing with a poor old maid who hasn’t gotten laid in years now, you’re dealing with a professional cock-fiend who only accepts the finest men~” Manuela scoffed, keeping quiet about her own recent drought of men. “So I hope you’re ready to experience heaven, you fair-faced little playboy. When I’m done with you, you’ll be asking ME for permission to fuck Byleth instead~ ❤❤”
“Wooooah, so cool.” Byleth uttered in a flat voice, not making it fully clear if she was being sarcastic or praising Manuela’s confidence. “I didn’t think anyone could handle Mr Corrin and not get broken by his cock but maybe you can do it, Miss Manuela.”
“Of course I can, my dear. When it comes to handling men, there’s no one on my level. I have a total devil-pussy that’s turned more than a few men into my obedient slaves over the years~” Chuckled Manuela in a haughty voice as she lifted herself up and hovered her drooling pussy over Corrin’s flaring cockhead. “There’s no cock in all of Fodlan that I can’t seduce with my technique, so feel free to watch closely and see if you can’t learn a trick or two from your elder, hmm?”
Such pride could only come before a dramatic fall. As Manuela was looking over her shoulder and taunting Byleth, Corrin’s cock tingled from the syrupy strings of love-juice pouring onto it from Manuela’s steamy hot snatch. He saw red as the presence of a horny slut filled him with energy again, and rather than waiting for Manuela to start doing anything he decided to take matters into his own hands. He reached up to grab Manuela’s hips, his hands firmly gripping her love-handles. She gasped in shock, turning back to look at Corrin right at the moment he thrust himself upwards and rammed his cock up into her guts with serious pounding force!
“UUORRRRGGGHHH???!!! 💕💔💢💕💕💢💔💕” Manuela let out a grunt as her belly bulged out from the curving girth of Corrin’s dragon-powered cockmeat pushing up into her. The ultra-slippery tightness of her mature pussy felt like wet like sliding along Corrin’s sensitive shaft, offering him a lotion-based massage to soothe his raging boner after having just pounded Rhea into a squealing mess. Manuela lost the strength in her legs she was using to stay upright, and she would have toppled backwards if not for Byleth reaching forward to helpfully push her forward into the waiting arms of her boyfriend.
“Manuela is so cool. Look at how hard she can squirt. Woaaaah.” Byleth remarked, her eyes watching the strings of cloudy slut-cum spurting out from Manuela’s shuddering pussy. Again, her monotone delivery made it difficult to tell just how serious she was being…but it seemed more likely now that she was poking fun at Manuela for thinking she was such a sexual dynamo that she could handle Mr Corrin. Byleth crawled between Corrin’s spread legs as they hung off the side of the bed so she could dutifully start sucking on his greasy balls, stretching her lips out obscenely as she gulped down mouthfuls of tangy sperm-gunk that clung to the gurgling pair of well-packed sperm-tanks.
“HIIIEEEE!??!! 💖💗💖 W-WAIT A SECOND!! NNOOUUGH!! I-I WASN’T READY! NOT FAIR! I WASN’T READY! OH, YOU AWFUL MAN! T-TREATING A POOR LADY LIKE THIIIIS! ❤💕❤💕” Manuela cried out, her hands groping at her own chest to stop her mountainous tits from bouncing up and smacking herself in the face! Her funbags were so big and soft and juicy, but the unruly pair could knock her out with the force that she was being bounced on Corrin’s cock. As if he could smell the weakness that Manuela was showing off, Corrin picked up the pace and furiously pounded his pet MILF while Byleth loudly sucked on his aching balls from between his thighs, her wet lips sliding across the leathery sack as she savoured the rich taste of various nasty-smelling fluids.
“Your pussy is a pushover after all…a weak and pathetic little cock-socket that’s going to fall in love with my dick.” Corrin growled out, chuckling with amusement as his feral side found the instant-loss weakness of Manuela’s so-called devil-pussy to be hilarious. She snarled down at him, her cheeks blushed red and her brow furrowed with angry veins. Oooh, she was mad now!
“Whaaaaaaat?! O-Oh, you’re a tough talker, huh? Think that juuuuust because y-you got the upper hand early, you’ve already won this little battle? Mmph…w-we’ll see about that! Let’s go, you young buck! I’ll show you what a horny bitch like me can do! 💞💞” Manuela spat out as she started bouncing herself up and down, meeting Corrin’s thrusts with heavy smacks of her hips. She clamped harder around Corrin’s cock, suffocating his throbbing boner in a sea of juicy pussy-flesh that was like sinking his cock into a sauna. Corrin couldn’t help but let out a gasp as he felt his cock push up into Manuela’s womb. The perverted professor’s assmeat clapped violently with every bounce she made as she attempted to force yet another gut-busting orgasm out of Corrin’s massive cock.
The frantic sounds of plapping were even enough to stir Rhea out of her cum-dazed stupor, her bleary eyes opening to the sight of Manuela’s gorgeous face stuck in a dazzlingly ferocious expression. She looked positively angelic while she was fighting against Corrin’s cock, her sheer confidence beaming out of her like sunrays. Rhea felt her breath get taken away by the image of Manuela and Corrin clashing themselves together in a battle of cock versus pussy, all as Professor Byleth hungrily sucked on her boyfriend’s balls while Manuela’s gushing pussy-juice drizzled out to coat them in cunt-slime.
“By Sothis, this has gotten so out of hand…” Rhea gulped in shock, but made absolutely no effort to put a stop to the madness. Despite what she might have claimed, she was as lost in the fog of passion as everyone else was. Her horny, cum-stuffed pussy was already itching for another round of bareback breeding sex! Corrin wasn’t going to be done after he creampied Manuela, after all. His endless supply of creamy cum was being renewed so fast that it seemed entirely neverending!
“Out of hand? Hmm? What do you mean, Lady Rhea? I am sure that Professor Manuela has Mr Corrin right where she wants him. She certainly wouldn’t lose to his cock after all of her tough talking, right?” Byleth asked, tilting her head as her glistening lips clung to the heavy weight of Corrin’s smooth, leathery balls.
“MMMPPPHHH…O-OF COURSE! THIS PATHETIC, QUICK-SHOT COCK IS GOING TO LOSE TO MY PUSSY A-ANY SECOND NOW! 💕❤💔💖 CAN’T YOU SEE HIS SHAFT THROBBING AGAINST MY STOMACH, DEMANDING THAT I HURRY UP AND SUCK HIS SPERM UP INTO MY CERVIX?! NNNRGGH…OH GODS, HE’S THRUSTING SO HARD UP INTO ME~~!!! I FEEL LIKE SUUUUUCH A FUCK-TOY RIGHT NOOOOOW!!! NNRGH…A YOUNGER WOMAN…W-WOULD SNAP IN TWO…IF A MAN DID THIS TO HER!! 💕💔💗💕💔💗” Manuela cried out, barely able to hang on as Corrin furiously pounded her womb with his steely shaft. Corrin’s teeth were like fangs as he rapidly pumped himself into Manuela’s pussy, his gurgling balls filling up Byleth’s mouth as he reached yet another explosive, gut-busting climax!
*BBLLLLOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTT~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!* Heavy strings of white cum fired off like fireworks inside of Manuela, drenching the poor woman’s fertile womb in a thick layer of paint-like spunk. Manuela’s body shuddered as she felt the blasts of cum rocket up into her, the meaty shape of her body jiggling and wobbling with the explosive power of Corrin’s load. It seemed like it simply didn’t matter how many times he came in a row. The strength of his load wasn’t reducing at all. If anything, he was growing more virile with every expulsion of seed he let loose. His feral powers were supplying him with the boost he needed to impregnate every woman around him! His own body refused to give anything less than its best when it came to offering the three gorgeous mating sow’s around him a helping of jizz. 💖
“OOOOUUUUUUUGGGGHHHHH~~~!!! ❤💖💢💢❤💖 HE’S CUMMING!!! HE’S CUMMING!!! NNRGGH…H-HE’S WASHING AWAY THE MEMORIES OF ALL MY PAST DATES WITH HIS SPUNK!!! EATING AWAY AT THEM AND JUST LEAVING IMAGES OF HIS FAT, MEATY COCK BEHIND IN MY BRAIN!! 💕💗💖❤ NUUO-OUUOGH…B-BYLETH, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?! Y-YOU KNOW I CAN NEVER GO BACK TO NORMAL MEN NOW AFTER THIS!! I-I’M GOING TO HAVE TO SATISFY MYSELF WITH YOUR OWN BOYFRIEND FROM NOW ON OR I-I’LL GO INSANE!!! HIIIEEEEE~~~!!!! 💖💗💖💗💕💕” Manuela squealed out desperately, her eyes rolling as her belly began to swell up from the massive amount of creamy ball-gunk being pumped up into her. Despite Manuela’s warning, Byleth didn’t seem at all concerned about another woman becoming addicted to fucking her boyfriend.
“Mmm…that’s just fine, Professor Manuela. I understand. We can’t win against this cock, even the three of us together…” Byleth moaned out between kisses to Corrin’s heavy balls, “We’ll share him. All three of us. Maybe three girlfriends will finally satisfy him just a little bit…but we might need some more…💋”
As if to punctuate Byleth’s concerns, Corrin’s cock slid out from the sperm-stuffed tunnel of Manuela’s pussy and swung into the air in a typically solid state! It shook globs of cum around the room as vapour sizzled up from the imposing slab of raw meat, leaving Byleth, Manuela and Rhea all gulping down drool as the stench of jizz and cocks made their mouths start to water all over again.
The weekend had only just started, and already it seemed like the plan to exhaust Corrin was going to end in failure…
“And so, Mr Corrin spent the entire weekend violating all of our tight holes until we were so laden down with his thick, burly semen that we couldn’t even lift ourselves off the bed. Through Saturday and Sunday, he kept ravishing us endlessly like a wild beast. Our attempts to exhaust his amazing cock were doomed to fail from the start, and by the end he was just as horny as ever despite having thoroughly knocked up two professors and the archbishop herself.” Byleth explained quite casually to her stunned, wide-eyed students.
“In the end, my attempt to tire out Mr Corrin so I could wake up in time for my lessons was a failure. I woke up a short time ago, and I barely had time to get myself dressed and washed before I rushed off to class. I hope that explains my tardiness to you all, and I do apologize once again for being late.” Byleth bowed down a little in apology, looking up to the shocked expressions of her students who had been utterly blown away by what they had just heard.
“…wait…so…if you just came from your room now…does that mean-“ Leonie began to ask a question, but Byleth predicted what it would be and answered it early.
“Indeed. Right now Mr Corrin, Professor Manuela and Archbishop Rhea are presumably still slumbering peacefully in my room. Mr Corrin has no lessons until the afternoon so he is free to sleep in. As for Professor Manuela and Archbishop Rhea…well…they can catch up on their workload later, I suppose. I think the rest will do them good.” Byleth mused to herself just as the bell began to ring loudly to signal the end of the lesson. Byleth looked up at the bell and let out a worried sigh.
“Oh dear…I completely ended up skipping the lesson while I was explaining the reason for my lateness. Lady Rhea will be cross with me when she eventually wakes up.” Byleth exclaimed with light concern in her voice. “I suppose we shall have to pick up on it next class. You are all dismissed.”
None of the students moved at first as they were still struggling to wrap their heads around the long, lewd story they had been told by their mild-mannered professor. A shaky hand went up into the air, and Byleth took note of it.
“You have a question, Dorothea?” Byleth queried.
“Yeah…uhh…you ever considered bringing your boyfriend in as a teaching assistant to the class or what? 💕” Dorothea asked, her cheeks flushed red and her mischievous smile spread wide.