The World Is Mine For The Taking

I needed Gabrielle in my life. I loved her with all my heart, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing her. But I didn't want to let go of Irene either. Whether I liked it or not, she had also carved out a place in my heart. I couldn't imagine parting with either of them. I wanted them both—together, forever.

That was why I wouldn't let them slip away. This challenge... I'd use it to my advantage and make sure neither of them could leave me. I never thought I'd be this greedy, but after everything in my past life had been nothing but grief, I decided to embrace this greed fully. This world was mine for the taking, and as a man who finally understood what he wanted, it was only natural to claim the women I desired.

I wanted them both, and I would make them both mine—bad blood between them be damned.
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"W-Well, if you're putting your position on the line, then I guess I'm in," Irene said with a smirk. "Just don't come crying if you lose."

"I trust Master to choose me over you," Gabrielle replied confidently, shooting Irene a sharp glance.

These two… they really were competitive to the core.

With my cock already pulled out of Irene's pussy, it rested between them, slick and hard. I moved, lining myself up with Gabrielle before thrusting inside her.

"Hnnnnnnaaaa!"

Her pussy was just as wet as Irene's, but despite having molded her insides to the shape of my cock before, she was still so tight it almost felt like she was a virgin.

Irene pouted at the sight of Gabrielle being the first to take me. "No cheating, Gabrielle. Leon has to switch between us," she huffed.

I pulled out of Gabrielle and aimed at Irene, pushing into her with a single thrust.

"Aaaaaahnnn!"

Irene's moan was raw as she arched her back, the sudden intrusion making her body tremble. But before she could adjust, I pulled out and thrust back into Gabrielle.

"Hnnnnaaaaaa~!!"

Then, just as quickly, I pulled out of Gabrielle and plunged back into Irene.

"Nhaaaaaaa~!"

I alternated between them, back and forth, each thrust into their pussies revealing the subtle differences in their bodies. Irene's was slicker, her walls smoother, while Gabrielle's tightness gripped me like a vice. Both felt incredible in their own way, each sensation drawing me further into ecstasy.

Their moans filled the room, blending together like a sinful symphony.

"Aaaah!"

"Hnggg!"

"Nhaaaa!"

"Haaaan!"

Every time I drove into them, their voices rose, trembling with pleasure.

"Aaaahn, p-please, make me cum...!" Irene pleaded, her voice quivering.

"Please, don't switch anymore, Master...!" Gabrielle begged, her hips twitching with need.

Switching between them so quickly denied them the release they desperately craved, teasing them on the edge of orgasm. But I knew exactly how to push them over the brink, even while alternating between their pussies.

So I kept going, moving from one to the other—Gabrielle, then Irene; Irene, then Gabrielle. Each thrust let me savor their differences, their warmth, their tightness. I couldn't stop. This was heaven—fucking these two sexy, beautiful professors at the same time, indulging in every sinful inch of their bodies.

The beautiful flesh of these girls were twitching and trickling with love juices.

"Aaaaaah!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

I plunged into each of them, alternating between their slick, eager pussies, savoring every sensation as if they were finely tuned instruments crafted for my pleasure. Their trembling bodies and desperate moans became a symphony, each thrust a crescendo, each gasp a perfect harmony. Their warmth enveloped me, their tightness coaxing every ounce of desire from deep within as I drove into them without restraint.

Their cries were music to my ears—raw, needy, and completely unrestrained.

"Aaah, haaa, haaaan, haaaa!"

"Fuaaaah, nnnh... haaaaan, haaaaaaaaa~!"

Each sound they made fueled me, spurring me on like a composer lost in the thrill of creation. I felt their wetness coat my cock, making every thrust effortless, yet intensely satisfying. Their juices mixed and glistened, adding an almost obscene sheen to the debauchery. I couldn't resist—this wasn't just sex anymore. It was art, primal and unapologetic.

I thrust deeper, savoring how their bodies responded. Irene arched her back, her nails digging into Gabrielle's thighs as Gabrielle gripped her more tightly her, her legs quivering. Their moans grew louder, more desperate, as if they were begging me not to stop.

"You hate each other, don't you?" I growled, my voice rough with lust. "But look at you now, sharing the same cock, moaning like sluts. I'm mixing your juices together, filling one of you with the other's cum. Admit it—you're loving this, aren't you?"

"Aaah! D-Don't say that...! I don't like Gabrielle! I hate her!" Irene cried out, though her trembling body betrayed her words.

"I feel the s-same... haaaaaaan! Aaaaaaaaah! S-Same way! I'd never trust this traitor!" Gabrielle gasped, her voice cracking as pleasure overwhelmed her.

Despite their protests, their bodies told the truth. Their hips bucked against me, their slick, swollen pussies greedily pulling me deeper. The heat between us was electric, their so-called hatred melting away in the face of raw desire.

Their bodies pressed together, skin flushed and damp with sweat. Their glasses, once perched neatly, had fogged over and sat crooked on their faces, adding an almost comical contrast to the wild passion consuming them.

"Aaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaah! Ahhh!"

"Aaaaahn, aaaah, nooo~! Aaaaaaahn!"

I reveled in their sounds, the mix of moans and gasps creating an intoxicating rhythm that drove me to pound into them harder. These two women, once locked in rivalry, now clung to each other, their arms tangled as their bodies trembled under my relentless pace. Their juices slicked my cock so completely that every thrust sent shivers of sensation through me, the wet, obscene sounds filling the air alongside their cries.

"Aaaaaah, aaaaaah, s-so rough...! You're pounding me so roughly, Leon!" Irene moaned, her voice quaking with need.

"M-Master, aaaaaaaaahn, aaah, haaaaan, nhaaaaaaa!" Gabrielle cried, her legs trembling as her body arched under me.

"I can't believe I'm fucking both of you sexy professors at once!" I growled, the words spilling out without restraint. "The entire academy admires you, and here you are, screaming like sluts with my dick buried in you!"

"Y-You're so bad, Leon!" Irene whimpered, her lips trembling as tears of pleasure welled in her eyes.

"I-I only... ahn, belong to you, Master," Gabrielle gasped, her voice breaking into a desperate cry. "The only probl—Huhiiiiiiii!—problem I have is having to do this with her!"

Their rivalry only added to the heat of the moment. I thrust harder, relishing the way their bodies jerked and convulsed, their cries echoing louder with every stroke. I had them completely, utterly, and entirely under my control—and I wasn't stopping until I had claimed every last ounce of their pleasure.

After a while, their pussies started convulsing, trembling around me as their moans reached a fever pitch.

"Hnnngh! Aaah, nooo! Leon! Aaaah, I'm about to cum! P-Please, make me cum...! Then cum inside me!"

"Aaaaaaahn~!!! Aaaaah, N-Nooo! Aaaahnnnn! Aaaaaaaaaahn! M-Master, I'm cumming…! Please, stop putting it inside that woman and just finish inside me!"

"Aaaaaaaah, aaaah! N-Nooo! Leon's…! Leon's cock is mine!" Irene growled, her hips bucking against me.

"M-Master is mine! I won't let you have him!" Gabrielle shot back, her voice dripping with possessive fury.

The rules of their challenge were simple. The one I came inside would win. That would mean losing the other, and I couldn't let that happen—not now, not ever.

Determined, I pulled my dick out of the pussy I was pounding and slid it between their overlapping pussies instead.

"Aaah!"

"Haaa!"

They both gasped as the head of my cock hit their swollen clits, sending shivers through their trembling bodies. Without missing a beat, I started fucking them right there, grinding against their slick, sensitive folds.

"Aaaah, aaaaaaah! Aaaaaah, nooo!"

"Aaaaaaah, haaa, M-Master…! Ahnnnnnnnnnnn!"

I could feel my cock trembling, the familiar, electric buildup of pleasure surging through my groin. I was so close to cumming, and from their cries and the way their bodies tensed, they were too. Timing my release with theirs, I kept pounding, my thrusts relentless.

And then it happened.

"C-Cumming, cumming, cumming, cummingggggggggggggggggg!" Gabrielle screamed, her body arching as her orgasm tore through her.

"Aaaaaaaaaahnnnnnnnnnnn! Haaaaaaaaaan! Cumminggggggggggg~!!!" Irene's voice echoed hers, their cries mingling as their climaxes exploded.

Their juices gushed out, their pussies squirting uncontrollably as they convulsed in pleasure. The slickness made my movements effortless, my cock gliding between their soaked folds with no resistance. And then I couldn't hold back any longer.

With a guttural groan, I came.

Thick spurts of cum shot out of my cock, the first stream arching so high it passed over their heads by several inches. Both Gabrielle and Irene had their eyes closed, still lost in the throes of their orgasms, unaware as my cum came raining down.

The sticky streams hit their faces, splattering across their noses, cheeks, and foreheads. Some streaked down to their glasses, and others dripped onto their heaving breasts. The sight was pure sin, and I had never cum so hard or so much in my entire life.

Panting, I finally collapsed back, my body spent. Gabrielle and Irene followed, their bodies dropping limply on either side of me. Gabrielle lay to my left, Irene to my right, both of them gasping for air as they stared up at the ceiling.

"L-Leon… I can't believe you'd do that…" Irene managed to say, her voice still shaky from the aftershocks.

"Now there's no winner because you cummed outside of us," Gabrielle added.

And just like that, the challenge ended with no victor.