Immortals (Ch. 42) (Patreon)

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Immortals 

Chapter 42

Harry pressed his chest to Esme’s smooth, arching back as he moved inside her. They were on their sides, spooning on the massive bed with the sheets kicked toward the footboard, and Esme’s bare legs had knotted themselves around his in a desperate attempt to keep him close. He was buried to the hilt in her wet pussy, and each deep thrust was punctuated by the sound of their skin clapping and the obscene, perverse squelch of her cunt. One of Harry’s arms was wrapped around her waist, pinning her against him, while his other hand crept down over her flat belly. His fingertips caressed her smooth mound before dipping lower. 

Her clit was swollen and overly sensitive from her last orgasm, but he pressed his fingers to it anyway and began to gently massage it. Esme’s body bucked at the touch. She let out a loud gasp, and her nails dug into his forearm as she rocked her hips back to meet him. He could feel her pussy getting wetter as he continued to fuck her.

He nuzzled the side of her neck, and his lips grazed her cool skin. She shivered at the sensation of his warm lips pressing against her flesh. She reached behind her head, found a messy fistful of his hair, and threaded her fingers through it. Harry responded by nipping at her ear, then lightly kissing down her jawline. He loved the way she gave in to his every desire. 

He squeezed her belly and felt her muscles trembling. “When are you going to let me get you pregnant?” he playfully teased her. “You’d look so beautiful with a full, round belly.”

Her reactions were instantaneous. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, fluttering uncontrollably, and her whole body spasmed as if the idea itself ripped an orgasm from her. Esme bucked her hips back, driving her pussy onto his cock. She let out a ragged moan and twisted her neck to look at him over her shoulder. Her eyes were glassy and lustful, and she smiled at him through parted lips.

“Soon,” she managed to say. She was barely able to speak as she came right on his cock. She was trembling violently, and her voice had gone hoarse. “I want to wait until after Rosalie has given birth.” Then she lost the ability to speak altogether as the pleasure hit hard, and all she could do was moan and writhe against him.

Harry gave her a second to recover, then started fucking her again, even harder. His cock was slick with her juices, and he pounded into her with wild abandon. He continued to massage her swollen, throbbing clit until she was squeaking and squealing. He pressed his forehead to the back of her head and breathed in the scent of her hair, and she shuddered as her pussy milked him.

“God, you’re tight,” he groaned, which made her moan even louder. He could feel her getting close again. Esme was always quick to cum, and he really loved that about her. Her body quivered, and her pussy rippled along his length. Her hands clawed at the covers as she gasped, “Keep going!”

He picked up the pace until his hips were a blur, and when he felt the first twitch of her second orgasm, he let himself go. He fucked her through her climax and then emptied himself inside her, filling her completely. Esme arched back into him, and both of them trembled as the waves of pleasure finally subsided.

She was still panting as she closed her eyes. Her body was limp against his. He kissed her shoulder, and Esme took his hand and brought it to her lips as if to say thank you. When she let it go, it immediately found her breast. He cupped and held her heavy breast, and when he toyed with her hard nipple, Esme mewled sexily and ground her naked ass into his cock. Harry was about to slip back in when she stopped him. 

“We’ve been in bed for three days straight,” she told him, rolling so she could face him. “I need to go find a deer, and then I have a dozen errands I need to run. You can wait until tonight,” she told him. She giggled when he groaned in disappointment. Even so, Harry grabbed her around the waist, rolled her onto her back, and kissed her passionately. Esme didn’t even try to stop him. 

Immortals

When Esme left to tend to her long-neglected errands, Harry decided he couldn’t spend the afternoon alone. He paced the house for a few minutes, reliving how eager she’d been to take his cock over and over. He wondered if he’d ever get tired of making women cum. The answer, obviously, was no.

He pulled out his phone and called Jessica first. She picked up on the first ring, and her voice was instantly breathless, as if his call alone had made her cum. Harry told her to drop whatever she was doing and come over. “I’ll be right over,” she instantly agreed. He hung up and, without missing a beat, called Angela. Her voice was steadier, but when Harry gave her the same invitation, she said she’d be over right away. Neither asked what the occasion was, or if anyone else would be joining them. Neither seemed to care.

Harry apparated back to the house he kept in Forks. The place was immaculate, mostly because he rarely stayed there for more than a night at a time. Even so, he blasted it with his magic and removed the smell of stale air. He stripped off his clothes, then stood at the window and watched the street. He didn’t have to wait long for the girls to arrive. 

Jessica arrived first. He saw her car pull up at the curb. She left the engine idling while she fixed her hair in the rearview mirror. She wore a tiny yellow tank top that displayed her pale shoulders and cleavage, cutoff denim shorts, and white sneakers. She checked her reflection, smiled at herself, and then stepped out of the car. She walked up the driveway with a sway in her hips, and Harry could see her excitement rising.

Angela’s car appeared fifteen seconds later. She parked behind Jessica, hesitated, and then stepped out. Angela always tried to dress like she didn’t care, but Harry knew she obsessed over every detail. Today she wore a loose white sundress and heels. Her dark hair was up in a neat bun. She grabbed her purse, got out of her car, and strode up the driveway. 

The two girls met at the front door, both clearly surprised to see the other. Jessica fixed Angela with a raised eyebrow as if silently asking her what she was doing here. Angela responded with a tight-lipped smile. They stood together in silence. Neither was sure what to say.

Harry opened the door before they could say anything. He didn’t bother with any attempt at subtlety. He stood there completely naked. His cock was already hard and standing at attention. Jessica’s eyes went wide, and Angela’s mouth dropped open. For a second, neither of them moved. Then Jessica started to giggle, and Angela, after a moment’s hesitation, giggled too. It seemed that the ice had been broken. 

“Hi, ladies,” Harry casually said, as if greeting them at a dinner party. “Come in. I’ve been waiting for you.”

The girls stepped inside, and Harry closed the door behind them with a quiet click. Jessica and Angela lingered just inside the threshold, and each instinctively smoothed their hair and stole sidelong glances at each other. Angela shot Jessica a wary, competitive look. Jessica met it with a haughty look of her own. Harry caught both their eyes and grinned, then he reached out and slipped his arms around each of their waists, pulling them flush against his bare skin.

Jessica’s eyes looked down at his cock where they hungrily lingered, while Angela’s cheeks turned an adorable pink. Harry leaned down and kissed Angela first. She kissed him back softly, but the kiss quickly deepened until she wound her arms around his neck. Jessica watched jealously as she waited her turn. When Harry broke away from Angela, he turned immediately to Jessica. She surged up to meet him, kissing him with a hunger that made Angela’s hands tighten involuntarily on his shoulders.

Angela shyly let her hand wander lower, and she marveled at the weight of Harry’s cock. She wrapped her slender fingers around it, and Harry groaned into Jessica’s mouth. Jessica giggled, reached down to stroke Angela’s hand, and collaboratively guided it along the length of Harry’s shaft. The girls shared a surprised look as their hands worked together, stroking him with growing confidence.

Harry pulled both girls tighter against his sides, then led into the living room. The sunlight through the window struck Angela’s white dress, and he discovered that she wasn’t wearing a bra. He could see her nipples through the fabric. Jessica’s tank top and shorts looked like they were painted on. He pressed his lips to Angela’s ear, then trailed kisses down her neck. With his other hand, he grabbed Jessica’s ass and squeezed. Jessica gasped and arched her back, pressing her ass harder into his hand.

“God, you’re greedy,” Jessica teased and giggled.

“I just don’t like wasting time,” Harry replied, already kissing down Angela’s throat. Harry then angled both girls so they were facing each other. They looked at each other and blushed, already knowing what Harry wanted. He watched as the girls hesitated. Finally, they leaned in, and their lips met. They were both trembling slightly as their mouths opened. The kiss deepened, and he saw that it was Jessica who started using her tongue first. 

Harry circled around them, admiring their different personalities. Angela was full of nervous restraint, and she needed just a little coaxing to let go. Jessica was impulsive and bold, and she was almost always the one to take the next step. Together, they made a great pair. That’s why Harry preferred to have them together. 

He sat down on the nearby sofa with his legs spread wide. His erection stood proud and hard. He beckoned the girls over, and they joined him. Their hands never left each other’s taut bodies. Jessica knelt between his legs, tugging Angela down beside her. Angela’s eyes went wide when she got an up-close view of his massive, throbbing cock. 

“Show me how much you’ve missed me,” Harry said teasingly.

Jessica’s cheeks turned even pinker, and she wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and pumped it a few times. Angela leaned forward and tentatively brushed her soft lips up the shaft. Jessica, as always, was a little bolder than her friend. She licked him from base to tip, sucked the head into her mouth, and moaned a little at the taste. Harry’s head fell back as he enjoyed the contrast between Jessica’s aggressive enthusiasm and Angela’s delicate, hesitant attentions. Angela watched Jessica’s technique, then tried it herself. Her tongue swirled around the tip as Jessica began kissing his balls. 

Harry didn’t let himself get too lost in the pleasure. After a minute, he pulled Jessica up onto his lap and kissed her deeply. Angela watched them, feeling more than a little jealous. Harry reached for Angela, guided her onto the couch beside him, and then turned her face to Jessica’s. After a quick hesitation, the girls started kissing again. This kiss was very heated, messy, and full of pent-up rivalry.

Angela let out a gasp as Jessica slid her hand under the hem of her dress and let her fingers explore the soft skin of her thigh. Harry palmed Jessica’s breast, delighting in the way her nipple stiffened instantly. Jessica moaned into Angela’s mouth as Harry kneaded her breast and pinched her nipples through her shirt. “Go ahead and undress,” Harry told them. 

As Harry lounged lazily, Angela reached over, gripped the hem of Jessica’s yellow tank top, and pulled it up slowly. The fabric bunched under Jessica’s breasts, then it slipped over her head, fluffing her hair as it was pulled free. Jessica’s breasts were now completely bare. She had gone braless, and her nipples were already stiff and ready to be played with. They were pale, round, and perky, and the sight made Harry’s cock throb.

Jessica, meanwhile, busied her hands with the straps of Angela’s sundress. She pulled them down, one shoulder at a time, and teased them with her fingertips as she slid the thin cotton down her arms. The dress slipped to Angela’s waist, and her breasts popped free. They were perfectly round and capped with dusky nipples. Harry reached out with both hands, grabbed a breast from each girl, and squeezed. Neither girl seemed to mind. In fact, they pressed harder into his palms, and they shuddered as he kneaded and pinched.

Their shoes came next. Angela stepped out of her heels, and Jessica kicked off her sneakers and pulled off her socks. Angela stood up and let the rest of the dress fall to her ankles. She stepped out of the crumpled fabric, leaving her body completely uncovered except for a tiny pair of white cotton panties. Jessica stood as well, and Harry hooked his fingers into the waistband of her denim shorts. He yanked them down, and Jessica gasped and shimmied her hips to help. She then kicked the shorts aside. She wore pink panties that were practically molded to the shape of her pussy. When Harry ran a finger up the crotch, he could feel the heat and wetness, and her pussy lips parted around his finger.

The girls looked at each other. Both were blushing and breathing hard. Angela tilted her chin up, as if daring Jessica to go first. Jessica did. But instead of going for her own, she reached over, gripped the band of Angela’s panties, and pulled them down. The panties slid down Angela’s smooth legs and bunched at her knees before falling to her ankles. Angela squeaked in surprise, but she eventually stepped out of them. Her pussy was hairless and pink, and her pussy lips were puffy and glistening wet. Jessica stared at her pussy for a second, then looked up at Harry for approval. He smiled and nodded.

Wanting a bit of revenge, Angela reached for Jessica’s panties and pulled them down just as quickly. Jessica’s pussy was shaved bare, just like Angela’s, but her clit peeked out more, and the folds were glistening with arousal. Harry let his hands roam over both women’s bodies. They drifted along their inner thighs, and he slipped a finger between each set of slick lips. Both girls gasped and leaned closer to him, eager for more.

He sat back and admired them. Angela was tall and willowy, and her skin was slightly darker than Jessica’s. Jessica was shorter, curvier, and paler. Seeing them naked together made Harry’s cock ache. He began to stroke it as he stared at their nude bodies. 

“On your knees,” Harry commanded. His voice was calm but firm. They obeyed instantly, dropping to the plush carpet in front of him. Their knees touched, and they both eagerly and competitively leaned forward with their eyes locked on his cock. They seemed to want to outdo each other and see who could please him more. Harry was perfectly fine with that. 

He spread his thighs and let his cock rest against Jessica’s cheek. She immediately nuzzled it, then licked up the shaft slowly. When her tongue reached the tip, she playfully wiggled it around. Angela watched for a moment, then leaned in, and her tongue joined Jessica’s at the base. The two girls worked in tandem, licking and sucking every inch of his throbbing shaft. They alternated by taking the head in their mouths, sucking for a few seconds, and then trading it back and forth. They focused all their attention on Harry’s cock.

Harry groaned low in his throat as the two girls settled into a rhythm on his cock. Jessica was hungry for it, and she sank down further with every bob of her head. Her lips stretched wide around the thick shaft as her tongue swirled and pressed beneath the swollen head. She moaned around him each time she tasted the heavy beads of pre-cum that kept leaking from the slit. Angela worked more carefully. Her soft tongue flicked and traced every thick vein, and she kissed up the length of him before sucking lightly on his balls. Every few seconds she glanced up at Harry through her lashes, checking that she was doing it right. He rewarded her by sliding his hand into her hair and stroking it in slow, approving passes.

Wet sounds of sucking filled the room. Harry leaned back against the couch with his cock throbbing under their attention, and he simply watched. Every now and then, Jessica would seize Angela’s chin and yank her into a kiss. Their tongues slipped and slid together as they shared the taste of him. Then they would break apart with their mouths open and tongues extended. Both of them were desperate to get back on his cock.

He let them continue until the familiar tightness began to coil in his heavy balls. He could have finished if he wanted, but he wasn’t ready. Instead, he pulled both of their heads back at once. Their lips slid off him with a wet pop, and they looked up at him with flushed, needy faces and glazed eyes. 

“Bloody hell, you two are perfect,” he complimented them. He knew both girls desperately wanted his validation, and Harry was happy to give it to them. “But I want more.”

He rose from the couch. His cock was still rock-hard and shiny with their saliva, and he grabbed Jessica by the waist. He turned her and pushed her down onto all fours on the carpet. Her ass was round and full, and her cheeks were slightly spread apart. He playfully smacked her on the bottom, which made her ass jiggle. Jessica yelped and then giggled, and she arched her back so her pussy and the tight ring of her asshole were both on display for him.

Angela crawled up beside her at once. Harry ran his hand down the length of Angela’s back, then gripped her hip and pulled her a little closer. He lined himself up behind Jessica and pressed the broad, flushed head of his cock against her slick entrance. She was so wet that he sank in with almost no resistance. The fat shaft stretched her open as inch after inch disappeared inside her. Jessica moaned loudly and pressed her face into the carpet while she bit her lip. Harry kept pushing until his heavy balls mashed into her swollen clit. 

He started slowly fucking her, loving the tight, wet heat of her pussy, and he watched as Angela scooted even closer. Angela slipped her hand between Jessica’s legs and began rubbing her clit while Harry thrust. Jessica’s moans grew louder and more ragged. She looked back over her shoulder at him. Her eyes were half-lidded, and her body was already shaking.

Angela kissed Jessica’s shoulder, then her neck, and then her mouth. Their tongues slid together while Harry drove into Jessica’s upturned pussy harder and faster. The sound of her sloshing, squelching pussy mixed with their breathy whimpers and Jessica’s high-pitched, desperate cries. Her pussy clamped and fluttered around his cock with every thrust, milking him for all he was worth. He could tell that she was ready to cum.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Jessica panted into Angela’s lips. “Just a little more …”

Angela picked up speed and massaged her clit harder. Jessica’s whole body locked up, and her pussy spasmed hard around Harry’s cock. Her pussy let out a violent squirt that soaked his shaft and dripped down onto the carpet. She screamed into the floor, and her fingers clawed at the carpet as the orgasm tore through her. Harry gripped her hips tightly and kept fucking her through it until her arms gave out and she collapsed, trembling and twitching beneath him.

He pulled out slowly, revealing his glistening cock that was thickly coated in her juices. He turned to Angela, who was staring at him with wide, hungry eyes. Before he even asked, she lay down on her back. He pushed her thighs apart, revealing her bald, wet slit. He lined himself up and drove in deep. Angela gasped, then let out a long, helpless moan as he began to fuck her with slow, heavy thrusts that bottomed out every time.

Her pussy was tighter than Jessica’s, and it greedily gripped him on every withdrawal. She arched her back and bucked her hips up to meet him, desperate for every inch. She gripped his arms tightly, and Harry bent down and kissed her hard. As he did, he angled his thrusts until he was pounding against her g-spot. Angela whimpered, and her pussy squeezed with all its might. He could feel her getting close. Her breathing had become ragged, and her walls were starting to flutter.

“Please,” she whimpered pathetically. “Please, I want to cum.”

He picked up the pace, driving against her g-spot with every thrust. Angela’s eyes rolled back, and she let out a pleasured wail. Her whole body jerked as she came, and her pussy clamped down hard and convulsed around his cock in tight, rhythmic flutters. A fresh flood of wetness soaked his balls and ran down her ass onto the carpet. She nearly screamed, and her thighs shook violently as the climax tore through her.

Harry felt his own orgasm rapidly approaching. He kept fucking her through her orgasm, then pulled out at the last second. He stroked himself a few times and spurted thick, heavy ropes of cum across Angela’s stomach and breasts. Some of it splattered onto Jessica’s hand as she reached over to rub Angela’s clit. Jessica brought her fingers to her mouth and licked them clean.

Angela lay there shivering and dazed with his cum streaked across her skin. Jessica curled against her side. Both of them were breathing hard. Harry dropped back onto the sofa. His cock was still hard and ready for more, and he watched the two of them kiss softly. Harry couldn’t help but smile. He stood up and waved the girls over. “Come on. Let’s go to the bedroom and really have some fun,” he told them. The girls looked at each other and giggled. They quickly scrambled to their feet and scampered after him, not caring that their naked tits and asses were bouncing and jiggling.