Yandere Milfs Devouring In Eroge Game

Kai sat between them, his heartbeat steadying but his blood still hot from the fight.

Vienna’s fingers traced lazy circles on his thigh, her touch sending sparks straight to his groin.

Eliza’s hand pressed flat against his chest, feeling the thrum of his pulse beneath her palm.

"I want to do it," Eliza repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I want to feel something other than fear."

Vienna leaned around Kai, her eyes locking with Eliza’s.

A silent understanding passed between them.

Vienna’s hand slid higher up Kai’s thigh, brushing against the bulge in his pants.

"Then take what you need," Vienna murmured.

"We both earned it."

Eliza’s breath hitched.

She moved slowly, swinging one leg over Kai’s lap to straddle him.

Her torn gown rode up her thighs, exposing pale skin dusted with dirt and dried blood.

She settled her weight onto him, and Kai felt the heat of her core pressing through the thin fabric of his trousers.

’They are horny, alright.’

His hands found her hips instinctively.

She was softer than Vienna, more hesitant, but the hunger in her eyes was undeniable.

"Tell me if you want me to stop," Kai said, giving her an out.

Eliza shook her head, her hair falling around her face.

"Don’t you dare stop."

She leaned down and captured his mouth with hers.

The kiss was desperate, weeks of isolation and terror pouring out in the press of her lips against his.

Her tongue slid against his.

Kai’s hands roamed up her back, pulling her closer, feeling the tremble in her spine.

Vienna watched for a moment, a small smile playing on her lips.

Then she pressed herself against Kai’s side, her mouth finding his neck, her teeth grazing his pulse point.

Eliza broke the kiss with a gasp.

She looked down at Kai, then at Vienna, and something fierce flickered in her eyes.

"I want to watch her take you first," Eliza said, surprising herself with the words.

"I want to see what I’m getting into."

Vienna chuckled low in her throat.

"Happy to demonstrate."

She tugged at Kai’s belt, loosening his trousers.

He lifted his hips, and she pulled them down just enough to free his cock, hard, already slick with precum.

Eliza’s breath caught at the sight of it.

"Gods," she whispered.

Vienna swung her leg over Kai’s lap, facing Eliza.

She positioned herself over his length, her wet folds glistening in the firelight. She sank down slowly, inch by inch, a low moan escaping her lips as she took him fully inside her.

"Fuck," Vienna breathed, her head falling back. "He feels even better than I remembered."

She began to ride him, slow and deep, her hips rolling in a proper rhythm.

Her bare breasts bounced with each movement, and Eliza reached out instinctively, cupping one, feeling the weight of it in her palm.

Vienna moaned louder, leaning into Eliza’s touch.

"Yes... touch me..."

Eliza’s thumb found Vienna’s nipple, circling it, watching it harden under her touch.

She leaned in and took it into her mouth, sucking gently.

"Ahgh!"

Kai groaned beneath them, his hands gripping Vienna’s hips, guiding her pace.

The sight of them, two beautiful women tangled together, using his body as their meeting point, was almost too much to process.

"That’s it," he growled.

"Use me."

Vienna picked up the pace, her thighs slapping against his hips.

The wet sounds of their union filled the basement, mingling with their moans and the crackling fire.

Eliza pulled her mouth away from Vienna’s breast, her eyes glazed with lust.

She watched Vienna’s face contort with pleasure, watched the way her body moved, and felt her own cunt throb with desperate need.

"I want my turn," Eliza said, her voice raw.

"Now."

Vienna slowed, then lifted herself off Kai’s cock with a wet pop.

A string of her arousal connected them briefly before breaking.

She slid off his lap and knelt beside them, watching.

Eliza positioned herself over Kai, her knees bracketing his hips.

She reached down, guiding his tip to her entrance, and sank down in one smooth motion.

The sound she made was almost feral, a moan that echoed off the stone walls.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she adjusted to his size, her inner walls clenching around him.

"Fuck, you’re tight," Kai hissed, his hands gripping her ass.

Eliza began to move, her hips grinding in a slow, circular motion.

Each roll of her pelvis sent waves of pleasure through both of them.

She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his chest, her mouth finding his ear.

"I forgot what this felt like," she whispered, her voice breaking.

"I forgot what it meant to feel good."

Kai’s hands slid up her back, pulling her closer.

He thrust up into her, meeting her rhythm, deepening the connection.

Vienna’s hand found Eliza’s ass, squeezing, guiding her movements.

"Let go," Vienna whispered.

"We’ve got you."

Eliza’s composure was shattered.

She rode him harder, faster, her moans turning into desperate cries.

"Ah! Yes! Yes!"

The weeks of fear, isolation, and grief poured out of her with every thrust.

Her orgasm built like a wave, crashing—

She came with a scream, her body convulsing around him, her nails raking down his back.

Kai held her through it, his own release building, but he held back, wanting to draw it out.

Eliza collapsed against his chest, trembling, her breath hot against his skin.

She stayed there for a long moment, letting the aftershocks ripple through her.

Then she lifted her head, her eyes meeting his.

"Your turn to take me," she said.

"I want to feel you lose control."

"Are you sure you could handle it?"

"Yes."

Kai’s hand moved towards the back of her neck and pulled her close for a kiss.

This time, his tongue was moving inside her at a pace she couldn’t stop moaning.

His hands found her hard nipples and pinched them slightly.

"Ahng!"

The fire had burned down to embers, casting the basement in shadow.

The air was filled with the scent of sex and sweat.

Eliza was on her hands and knees on the pile of discarded blankets, her ass raised, her face pressed into the fabric.