My Pervert Sytem

Leon remained seated against the velvet headboard looking down at the two beautiful women kneeling on the mattress beside him.

The visual masterpiece of the fiercely strict Head Maid in her sheer blue silk and the voluptuous Head Cook in her tiny white lace panties waiting obediently for his next command fueled a massive surge of primal adrenaline in his veins.

"Take off your undergarments," Leon ordered smoothly projecting a calm undeniable authority.

Beatrice reached behind her back and unclasped her sheer blue silk brassiere letting the delicate fabric fall away to free her heavy pale breasts.

She shimmied out of her matching silk panties exposing her slick soaking wet heat to the cool air. Elara mirrored her actions rapidly discarding her white lace panties and tossing them onto the floor.

They were now completely bare kneeling before him with their flushed chests heaving and their thighs trembling with needy anticipation.

Leon shifted his weight and smoothly pulled Beatrice forward. The Ice Queen let out a soft breathless squeak as he laid her flat against his broad muscular chest trapping her between his spread legs.

He leaned her backward against the plush pillows ensuring she was positioned perfectly beneath him.

Elara watched with wide amber eyes her own body practically vibrating with intense jealousy and a fierce burning desire.

Leon did not neglect his fiery cook. He reached out with his left hand and firmly gripped the back of Elara’s neck pulling her forward until her face was hovering directly over his abdomen.

"Keep yourself occupied Elara," Leon murmured deeply guiding her warm lips toward the center of his chest.

Elara eagerly complied pressing a series of hot wet kisses against his scarred pectorals and dragging her tongue over his hard stomach. She focused entirely on worshiping his rugged physique drawing soft ragged sighs from his lips.

Leon turned his full attention to Beatrice who was staring up at him with icy blue eyes blown wide in pure intoxicating lust.

Her silver hair was splayed wildly across the dark velvet pillows framing a face that had completely surrendered its pride.

He positioned himself perfectly between her parted knees and guided the blunt head of his slick heavy length against her soaking wet entrance. She was incredibly tight and the initial friction drew a sharp gasp from her swollen lips.

"Look at me Beatrice," Leon commanded fiercely locking his dark magnetic gaze onto her dilated pupils.

He drove his hips forward in one fluid devastating motion sinking to the hilt and burying himself deeply inside her freezing tight core.

Beatrice threw her head back and let out a long drawn out wail of pure euphoria as the thick intimidating pressure filled her empty womb.

Her inner walls instantly clamped down around his flesh gripping him with a crushing vice like pressure that nearly severed his rational thought.

Leon established a slow grueling rhythm relying heavily on his massive two hundred and fifteen points of Agility to control the devastating pace.

The heavy wooden bed frame groaned ominously under the massive kinetic force of his one hundred and eighty points of Strength.

The loud wet slaps of flesh meeting flesh echoed like a thunderstorm inside the quiet suite forming a chaotic symphony of uninhibited lust.

He reached down with his right hand and activated his newly acquired Tactile Enhancement skill. He placed his large warm palm directly over the sensitive mound resting just above their connection.

The magical dexterity amplified the intense friction of every single thrust multiplying the rubbing sensation tenfold.

Beatrice thrashed wildly against the velvet pillows sobbing incoherently as the localized friction bypassed her physical endurance and relentlessly battered her sanity.

Her icy blue eyes rolled back into her head as she dug her fingernails desperately into his broad shoulders.

"Master," Beatrice wept shamelessly her voice cracking under the intense strain of her escalating arousal. "Please it feels too good."

"I am just getting started Lady Beatrice," Leon growled deeply lowering his head to capture her lips in a bruising passionate kiss.

He aggressively explored her mouth with his tongue while his hips continued their violent piston like motion.

While he pounded into the Head Maid he utilized his free left hand to plunge into the thick dark hair of the Head Cook currently kissing his stomach.

He slid his fingers down Elara’s back and traced the soft curve of her wide hips finding her slick soaking wet core. He boldly slid two long fingers deep inside her tight heat.

Elara let out a highly inappropriate shriek against his skin and clamped her thick thighs around his wrist.

The sudden intrusive stretch combined with the masterful dexterity of his probing fingers sent a torrential wave of blinding pleasure crashing through her exhausted mind.

Leon thrust his fingers in a steady rhythmic motion matching the brutal pace of his lower body.

He was flawlessly orchestrating a dual assault utilizing his monstrous stamina and his magical skills to push both women toward the absolute brink of insanity.

The pervert system had demanded a simultaneous climax and Leon was meticulously calculating the breaking point of their respective physical limits.

The effect was instantaneous and absolutely cataclysmic.

Both women violently seized at the exact same moment.

Beatrice arched her spine forcefully off the mattress letting out a deafening shriek as a massive explosive climax ripped through her nervous system. Her inner core crushed down around his rigid length with a frantic desperate pressure.

Simultaneously Elara collapsed heavily against his thigh her own body wracked by violent tremors as her internal walls aggressively convulsed around his probing fingers.

She screamed his name into his skin weeping softly from the sheer intensity of the mind altering release.

Leon gritted his teeth fighting the overwhelming urge to unload his own scalding release deep inside the Head Maid.

He slowly pulled his slick heavy length out of Beatrice’s ruined core drawing a soft breathless whine from her plush lips.

He withdrew his fingers from Elara leaving both women panting heavily and twitching wildly on the plush mattress.

"You both performed beautifully," Leon praised in a deep ragged whisper standing up beside the massive feather bed. His heavy arousal remained rigidly jutting forward proving his Endless Vigor skill was actively fueling his monstrous stamina.

He looked down at the two exhausted beauties with a dark highly predatory smirk.

"But the night is still young and the Head Cook has not yet received her proper main course."