Kapitel 10: Artoria and Mordreds(Fate)
Early Christmas :)
Shirou tensed when he felt soft hands on his shoulders, and an even softer pair of tits squishing across his upper back. "Shirou," whispered Artoria in his ear. "It's time to find out what's under the Christmas tree."
Shirou allowed himself to be guided through the house, up the stairs, toward the bedroom. He could hardly breathe, let alone ask Saber her intent. When he glanced back over a shoulder, he was surprised to see her dressed in a Santa hat a bright red stockings — and not a single thing else. Her green eyes narrowed, amused by his shock, and she gave him another light shove to send him into the bedroom.
As he stumbled inside, Shirou's surprised doubled…or tripled. Waiting within were two other Servants — two Mordreds, in fact, sitting on opposite sides of the bed in their underwear. The only difference between Saber and Rider was the latter's light tan.
"And here's your present, Shirou," said Artoria, as he turned to face her. "A mother-daughter threesome!"
"Don't you mean 'father-son'?" asked one of the Mordreds — Shirou couldn't tell which — as they rose from the bed. Shirou couldn't stop staring at Artoria's naked body, her huge breasts rising and falling with every breath… He felt totally overwhelmed, and as the three women closed in to guide him to the bed, he swallowed hard. Artoria pressed him down on his back and covered him, straddling his hips with her thick, plump thighs and planting her palms on his chest, glowering down into his eyes with a big, crooked grin.
"I'm…not sure what to say—" Shirou began, but Artoria shut him up with a kiss. Her left hand slid down his chest, his stomach…before settling on his zipper, pinching it and tugging it down. She freed his cock without hesitation, tugging his fat, throbbing shaft from its confines and jerking it in her fist. Shirou squirmed beneath her, clasping her thick asscheeks in his palms and groaning as she sent bolts of pleasure through him. Looking down between her tits, he saw one of the Mordreds kneeling at the foot of the bed and burying her face in his balls, slurping one into her mouth and suckling like a whore while her mother…father…parent…guided Shirou's cockhead to her pussylips. Artoria crooned when she felt him throbbing against her womanhood, and she rocked her hips slowly over him, grinding her silky lips over his sensitive cock. Shirou couldn't hold his voice in; he moaned with bliss, muffled by Artoria's mouth, his eyes focusing and unfocusing as she tormented him. Her swaying motions eventually came to a halt, and she pressed him inside her with a low, pleasured croon. Sinking into her soaking folds was an ecstasy deeper than Shirou had ever known. His fingers curled into her asscheeks until his digits all but vanished amidst her skin, trembling and groaning weakly. Artoria broke their kiss and straightened up, taking a deep breath.
"Nnh, okay," she said, then started to ride him with heavy jerks of her hips. Her pussy swallowed his cock rhythmically, massaging his needy shaft amidst her inner walls. Mordred didn't stop sucking on his balls, even as her parent's ass smacked down on her scalp – and the other Mordred took over kissing-duty, covering his mouth with her own while kneeling beside the bed. Shirou could only peer into her eyes as Artoria filled his body with bliss, each forceful smack against his pelvis sending a shudder of pure joy through him. "Ah!" Artoria cried out as her boobs bounced around, slinging an arm beneath them but failing to contain their wild jiggles. "Hn, fuck, ahhn!"
Shirou could already feel the pressure, the heat, rising to unbearable levels, but he held on as best he could, resisting his dire need to explode. His trembles obviously amused the beautiful blondes; tormenting their dear Master was a special kind of joy for them, and they refused to give him even the slightest moment's break. Thwap, thwap, clap, schlap! Artoria drank him in deep, slapping her pelvis against his whenever she dropped her hips, gasping each time his monstercock punched her cervix. Her fingers curled against his stomach, and she gave a low, warbling cry as she hit her climax, clenching so tightly around his cock that he could no longer bear it--!
He arched his back, gave a mute cry into Mordred's mouth, and fired a massive orgasm inside Artoria. The sheer force of the ropes spurting up his shaft made his eyes roll back in pleasure, and for almost twenty seconds he twitched, juddered, and jerked beneath the three worshipful beauties, burning up in his own bliss. When he finally settled down, Artoria slowly drew herself off of him. Cum oozed from her pussylips onto his pelvis, a miniature waterfall pouring out of her while his cock flopped to the side. She hummed in amusement and sprawled on the bed beside him, bringing her lips close to his ear while he panted for precious air.
"Merry Christmas," she murmured, and kissed his cheek. Down below, Mordred was licking his cock clean. "But, you know…we'd be happy to give you this present every day of the year…"
It's still november, but still, Merry Christmas!!! 🌚👉🎄👉🎉🎆🎇👉❤️♥️💘💝👉🌚
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