Lust-sick Girls

"Stay off the bed," shouted Byron, ordering the girls who were fighting to climb onto the bed. "You will climb one at a time and only those that behave will get to climb first."

"You heard him," added Penthesilea as she went back to where the harp was. "If you don't behave and he won't choose you, don't blame anyone for it. It's his dick. He has the right to give it to whomever he wants."

Byron couldn't help but burst out laughing. The way she said it's his dick was kind of weird and yet satisfying.

It gave off it's my body slogan vibe.

Byron didn't remember exactly where or from whom he heard the slogan from, but he was sure he had heard it several times.

"It's my body! I do with it what I want."

'Oh! A feminist lary, perhaps?'

'Anyways, why do I care?'

Now, with all the girls around the bed but not causing chaos, he shifted his focus back to the twin who lay beneath him, the tip of his dick rubbing her pussy.

The girl wasn't responsive at first, but as Byron intensified the movement around her clit, she slowly regained her strength.

She even moaned. Low... Louder... Louder... High-pitched.

It was working. Byron was curing her of her extreme lust that had weakened her body to the point where she was like a teenager given a drug induced cocktail at a party by some nasty boys.

"Oh yes! So good!" she moaned.

"Oh yes~ I don't want to wake up. I don't want to wake up again! I want this dream to last forever!"

"You're not dreaming," said Byron, this time slapping her pussy with his dick.

"Really?"

To answer her, Byron figured he didn't need words. He just needed to slide his dick into her pussy.

"Such a tight pussy!" he exclaimed as he struggled to push his dick deep into her wet honey pot.

Once it was inside, he slowly pulled back and pushed in... Slowly, slowly and then faster and faster.

The girl tried to ask if he was a god but Byron's thrusts turned her question into a jumble, prompting her to just moan and enjoy the moment and ask for more so that if it was a dream, she would enjoy all it could offer before it came to an end.

"Do you like it?"

"I like it so much!"

"Call me daddy then!"

"I like it so much daddy!"

"Do you still want me to thrust faster even at speed as fast as this?"

"Ah yes yes! Just like that! Oh my goodness! Faster! Faster! Oh! Just like that!"

Byron spared the other girls a glance to see what they were doing, and all he saw was fingers deep into pussies, hands squeezing boobs, eyes rolled back, some biting their lower lips, nipples being pinched and...

One thing was for sure. He wouldn't need any foreplay with them. They would be wet. All he would need would just be to slid his one-eyed-dragon deep into their sweet caves and fuck their brains out.

But first things first. He had to satisfy the twin first.

He adjusted his thrusts to match her moaning rhythm, faster… pinned her on the bed as he clenched his hand around her neck and thrusted and thrusted until he felt her legs wrapping around his waist, felt her shuddering beneath him and heard her shouting that she was coming.

He pulled out of her and left her shaking from the orgasm, then went over her twin.

This time, he did not waste much time in foreplay. The girl was on the bed, ill from extreme lust. There's no way she wouldn't be wet.

Plus, his dick was still slimy and slippery as it was from the other twin's pussy.

It would be easy for him to slide it into hers.

That's why Byron immediately pushed it deep into the girl's thick pink vagina and started thrusting right away.

On the fifth thrust, the girl, who had been unresponsive as her twin had been at the beginning, slowly regained her strength and started letting out soft moans which later turned into loud and high-pitched ones as Byron continued thrusting into her.

Penthesilea was now playing a tune that Byron could compare to K-pop, with short, quick and first notes which rhymed with the fast rhythm at which he was thrusting into the girl's cunt.

He had assumed she would want to be first, and no one would have disagreed since she was the Queen, but it seemed she was satisfied with the two rounds he had given her back in the throne room.

Or perhaps she had some nasty plans going on in her head. How could Byron possibly know? He would have to enjoy the girls and wait and see what the Queen had in mind.

"Ah yes! Yes! Keep thrusting please please!"

The girl beneath him was shouting.

He did just as she asked. Tightened his buttocks as he slammed into her, his balls slapping onto her butthole and creating sounds with which some guys could jerk off from.

"Aaah!" she let out a screech, trembling as her body spasmed under his.

And just like that, she had come.

Byron pulled away from her and told the twin he fucked first to get off the bed so as to allow another girl to climb.

To his surprise, a group of 4 girls, led by Alcippe, came carrying another lust-sick girl.

She was a redhead with a slim body but well-shaped, and the sight of her tiny breasts and protruding nipples made Byron want to suck on them.

"It was my turn!"

"No! It was mine!"

The other girls started complaining as the group laid the lust-sick girl on the bed.

Chaos ensued, but Byron managed to control the situation by just staring at the girls who were causing it.

Anyone he laid his eyes on immediately kept quit and started behaving, probably afraid that Byron might single them out and refuse to fuck them as he had said he didn't want chaos.

But then again, the girls were right to get angry.

Alcippe was bringing these sick girls, wanting Byron to fuck... No. To cure them first before the ones who were not sick. It was unfair.

"Don't bring another sick girl," he said, fondling the tiny tits of the slim redhead. "I will cure them later."

These sick girls were taking too much time to regain their strength, and Byron feared he could get tired before the other girls took their turn.

But with the healthy but horny girls, he could make it quick and get enough time to do the sick ones after.

"She's the last," replied Alcippe, smiling. "Only three were lust-sick!"

'Only three? Might be the ones I was missing. With them, plus Penthesilea and Alcippe, now the girls are 74 in total instead of 69 I counted in the throne room. Ah! Makes sense now.'

After these thoughts, he grabbed his furious one eyed dragon and pierced the slim girl's tiny pussy, causing her to scream in pleasure.

Other girls looked at her with envious eyes, but Byron assured them they would all get their turn, that they would all be satisfied.

He was determined to fulfill his promise.