Two Studs, Two Witches

Chapter 230: Two Studs, Two Witches

Two Witch Queens. 

The challenge was accepted, even though he didn't want to have to battle Bridget.

The Halloween knight was in the middle of a duel with the pig. On one side of the forest, Junk thought of having ex with September right before the battle started. This was not exactly the right moment for something like this. However, his horniness was quickly getting the best of him...

His precious Witch Queen was too delightful for him to resist even if they were in the middle of a fight with Monsoon.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the woods, Lord Monsoon was battling September's little sister. The both of them were doing a dirty number on the witches. Even if they were supposed to battle, September seduced her mate and they found themselves having sex with one another. Lord Monsoon was fighting Bridget, swinging his electric blades at her, trying to defeat her, so he could then corrupt her.

"Hey, how about a little help, guys?" Bridget asked Junk and September as she could see that they were having sex with one another instead of coming to her rescue. 

To be fair, the Halloween knight was sort of a little easier on September. He was managing her for the long run, trying to not make this too difficult for her, but still rigidly fucking her. September appreciated that, especially when she turned her head to the left and saw that her younger sister, Bridget, was hardly keeping up with the vile monster that was Lord Monsoon during their battle. She was holding her own, constantly casting explosive Halloween spells in his face.

September's body was constantly shaking as she was being banged by the sex-hungry knight. He was fucking her doggie-style. Not bothering to even give a glimpse as he was murdering her tight pussy. His claws on top of her ass as he pumped her vagina. September was moaning so loud that it gave the impression to everyone in the woods that she was already on the verge of coming. Which was hard to understand or accept since this entire and unusual duel had just started. Whether it was the case or not, Junk looked down, his eyes locked on September, almost as if he thought that she was going to go away…

Two sisters in one day. Similar to the way Junk had had it yesterday. Receiving the honor to bang the two of them in the morning. Junk knew he could make love to Bridget right after if they managed to defeat Lord Monsoon. But Junk knew he had to have his Witch Queen first. Always September first. This was always his promise.

"Ahn! I'm coming! You are going to make me come so hard! Someone has to stop this! We have to fight! Someone definitely has to stop this, otherwise I'll most likely come too hard!" September moaned.

"She is coming?" Junk uttered.

"This is incredible! September, are you going to be okay? Then, you can maybe come help me, huh?" Bridget asked. 

"I don't know! I really don't know!" She moaned some more until she felt her orgasm going through every part of her body.

"That's it! I got you!" Junk told her, triumphant.

"It happened! I came! I came so hard! It feels so good!"

"I'm so happy I made you come, my love…" Junk honestly believed so. 

"Ahn… I'm on the verge of coming again! This feels amazing, Junk. I totally understand why you are my demon knight. I picked you well! I picked you so well!" September moaned like a dirty whore, almost competing with her younger sister in terms of who was going to moan the loudest and the more. Not that Bridget was moaning right now because she was a little too busy battling Monsoon. September competed more with how loud her sister was moaning that morning when they had sex with the knight. 

None of the two sisters wished to compete with one another. It wasn't about that. It was a lot more about this huge-cocked knight and receiving so much pleasure from him, competing against one another in that regard and seeing who could also pleasure Junk the most. Although, it was too bad that Briget couldn't have a piece of Junk right now. 

However, September did moan just as much as her sister, if not more. Nothing was fake with the two witches. Their moaning was real. Their excitement was real. Everything was real here. While Lord Monsoon was battling Bridgt, Junk made love to September doggie-style. But at some point, they changed to a different pose… The demon knight was now doing September, missionary-style. Fully dominating her while being on top of her. Crushing her pussy with his big dick.

"I'm coming! Sis! I'm coming, as well!" September screamed.

"I hope this feels great, Witch Queen…" Junk told her.

"It does…. It really does…" She purred. "Thank you… I am so glad you are my demon knight… I never want anyone else as demon knight… Ever… You are the only one who matters…" She told him.

"I'm glad to be hearing this," he replied to her.

"It's so beautiful to be seeing them together, like this," Bridget smiled as she saw them, all sweaty, all over one another. 

"Looks like I managed to make you come a few times…" Junk noticed. 

"Looks like it's the case. Well, why does it matter so much?"

"That means we are equal. You make me come just as much. Ready for another round? Let's see if I can make you come again and this time even faster, okay? Assuming I can make you my witch come again," Junk modestly told her. 

"Of course, you are able to, but shouldn't we join Bridget in her fight now and help her?" September suggested

"Um… Please…?" Bridget shouted on the other side of the battlefield. 

"Don't bother, she's mine, knight. I'll corrupt her," Monsoon shut Bridget up as he continued chasing her, promising to defeat her. "By the way, are you certain you can continue to pleasure your witch like that?" Monsoon asked him, attempting to get into his head. 

"Do you know who you are talking to? I am the Witch Queen's demon knight. Of course, I can make her come again. She's going to have as many orgasms as needed. Do you hear me? Let's do it, September!" He accepted the bet of the swine monster again. He had something to prove to him. 

"Okay… Ara… Ara…" September didn't mind, at all. She accidentally rapidly forgot about her sister on the other side of the meadow. 

Junk, the hellish knight began fucking his witch again. This time, doing so in a different position. In a swift and rough movement, the knight picked September up from the ground. He held her in his strong and re-inserted his huge and hard dick inside her. Leaving to suddenly gasp as he roughly picked her up. 

Meanwhile, the swine monster pushed the younger witch to the side as he attacked her, finally managing to hit her with his bolt blades. She lied down on the ground and he brought her on top of him. Monsoon wanted her to be on top of her, so he could take it easy while savagely hurting her, so he could corrupt her sooner rather than later. Everything was happening at the same time. Junk kept banging September in the middle of the dark forest. All we could hear was her moaning.

"I'll prove to you, Monsoon, that we can defeat him," Junk told him.

"I cannot wait to see that," the swine monster was more amused than anything else. The pig lord was literally relaxing with his back lying in the grass as he groped Bridget, electrocuting her, slowly corrupting her… 

"I've got to win! I can't let anything happen to the witches of this village. I've got to do everything I can to protect them."

"How interesting. You still believe that I am after the village. I told you already. I am only interested in the Witch Queen and her mana milk. No one and nothing else. Do you understand?"

"You are full of crap. I know it. But I can't let you have September, either. I love her…"

"Junk…" hearing this, September was brought to happy tears. 

"It's true," Junk admitted to her. 

"It's true. I belong to you, my knight," September moaned as she responded to him. 

"We should probably stop now and go help your little sister…" Junk remembered her.

"Oh… Not yet…" September didn't want him to stop making love to her. "A little more?" she suggested.

"Okay. A little more."

"Ah. Let's corrupt the little sister, now…"

"In your dreams!" Bridget told him as she summoned a leafty and dangerously-sharp blade and projected it right at Monsoon, stabbing him and making a hole in his chest! 

"AHHHM!" Monsoon screeched in pain! 

He finally let go of her.

Bridget was freed.

She rushed back to Junk and September.

Meanwhile, Lord Monsoon vanished in the meadow. 

"I got him!" Bridget smiled.