[r18] This Exorcist is Too Hot ~

Knocks pound against the door of the heat-saturated room. Fukuki, muscles still glistening with sweat, exchanges a glance with Akeno and Yasaka, their languid bodies sprawled across black silk sheets. Their heavy breasts and glistening folds betray the intensity of their earlier passion. Akeno, her black hair clinging to her creamy skin, smirks.

"Who dares interrupt us?" she murmurs, her voice husky. Yasaka, her nine fluffy blonde tails brushing Fukuki's thighs, giggles. "Open it. Let's see." Fukuki, a growl in his throat, rises. His muscular frame rolls in the candlelight as he yanks the door open with a sharp tug.

Maki Zenin stands there, leaning against the frame, one eyebrow raised. Her athletic silhouette is molded in a black tank top and leather shorts that cling to her firm thighs. Her green hair, tied in a ponytail, exposes her neck, where a thin scar adds a wild edge. Her round, firm breasts strain against the fabric, their tips visible beneath the material. Her piercing eyes scan the room, lingering on Akeno and Yasaka's naked bodies before settling on Fukuki.

"Missed the start, but I'm not here to watch," she says, her voice sharp yet laced with raw desire.

Fukuki eyes her, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Come in, then. Show us what you've got." Maki strides forward, hips swaying, and slams the door shut with her heel. Akeno sits up, her breasts jiggling, and teases, "You're late, Maki. Gotta catch up."

Yasaka, her tails swaying gently, adds, "We were almost waiting for you." Maki snickers, peeling off her tank top in one fluid motion, revealing her full, shapely breasts, their nipples already hardened with anticipation.

She approaches the bed, her sculpted abs catching the light, her lightly tanned skin glistening with the promise of sweat.

The foreplay begins without hesitation. Maki climbs onto the bed, kneeling before Fukuki. She places a hand on his chest, her nails lightly scratching his pecs.

"You've still got energy left," she murmurs, her lips brushing his. He grabs her nape, pulling her into a ravenous kiss, their tongues tangling in a feverish duel. Akeno slides behind Maki, her fingers unfastening the leather shorts, sliding them down her muscular thighs.

Maki's glistening folds, already wet, shine in the light, her intimate lips swollen, dripping with clear juices that betray her arousal. Yasaka, beside her, caresses Maki's breasts, her tails brushing her flanks, each touch sending shivers through her body.

Maki moans into Fukuki's mouth, "Mmh!" her hips instinctively grinding. Akeno, mischievous, slips a hand between Maki's thighs, her fingers exploring her hot folds, teasing her clit. "You're already soaking," Akeno breathes, nipping at Maki's shoulder.

Maki gasps, "Aah! Keep going!" her breasts heaving with each ragged breath. Fukuki, muscles tensing, pushes her onto her back, spreading her legs with a brusque motion.

He leans down, his tongue tracing a scorching path along her belly, then plunging into her folds, greedily lapping at her sweet juices. Maki arches, "Ooh! Fukuki!" her fingers tangling in his hair, her thighs trembling under the assault.

Yasaka, her tails wrapping around Fukuki's arm, nibbles at Maki's breasts, sucking a nipple until it's red and sensitive. Akeno, beside her, kisses Maki, their lips intertwining in a sensual dance, their moans blending.

Fukuki, satisfied with the foreplay, straightens, his gaze burning. "Ready?" he growls. Maki, breathless, nods, her eyes gleaming with challenge. He flips her over, positioning her on all fours, her breasts hanging heavily, her ass raised. He thrusts into her in one brutal motion, eliciting a hoarse "Aah!"

Her hot, tight folds clench around him, dripping juices that run down her thighs. He begins to pound her, his hips slapping against her ass, the bed creaking under the force of his thrusts. "Nngh! Harder!" Maki cries, her breasts bouncing, her nails clawing the sheets.

The foursome ignites. Akeno slides beneath Maki, her lips capturing a nipple while her fingers tease Yasaka's folds beside her. Yasaka, also on all fours, moans, "Ooh! Akeno!" her tails thrashing wildly, brushing their sweat-slicked bodies.

Fukuki, grunting, shifts positions, pulling Maki onto his lap, facing him. She straddles him, her breasts pressed against his muscular chest, her hips grinding as he thrusts deep inside her. "Mmh! You're huge," she pants, her lips nipping at his neck.

He grips her ass, guiding her in a frenzied rhythm, their bodies slapping together, her juices soaking his lower abdomen.

Akeno and Yasaka join in, their bodies forming an erotic tableau. Akeno, her heavy breasts jiggling, climbs onto Yasaka's face, who greedily licks her dripping folds.

"Aah! Yes!" Akeno moans, her hips rolling, her fingers pinching her own nipples. Yasaka, her tongue buried in Akeno's heat, reaches out to caress Maki's breasts, her tails brushing Fukuki's back.

Moans fill the room, "Nngh! Ooh! Aah!" a chorus of raw pleasure. Fukuki, muscles glistening with sweat, flips Maki onto her side, one leg raised, and fucks her wildly, his thrusts so deep she screams, "Fukuki! I'm gonna cum!" Her folds pulse, her juices gushing as an orgasm wracks her, her breasts trembling, her body convulsing.

He doesn't stop. He grabs Yasaka, pressing her against Akeno, their breasts mashed together, their glistening folds exposed. He alternates, plunging into Yasaka, then Akeno, his brutal thrusts slapping their asses.

"Aah! Nngh!" they cry, their juices flowing, soaking the sheets. Maki, still panting, slides behind Fukuki, her lips nipping at his ear.

"You're a machine," she murmurs, laughing softly.

He growls, "You're not wearing me out that fast."

Akeno, between moans, quips, "We'll see who breaks first!" Yasaka, her tails wrapping around Akeno's thighs, adds, "Deal."

Fukuki flips them all over, lining them up on all fours, their asses raised, their breasts hanging, their dripping folds ready.

He takes them one by one, his hips slapping, his grunts mingling with their cries. "Ooh! Aah! Nngh!" they scream, their bodies shaking, their juices gushing.

Akeno's heavy, round breasts bounce, Yasaka's full, firm breasts sway, and Maki's shapely, taut breasts dance under the assault.

The room is a chaos of sweat, heat, glistening skin, and soaked sheets. Fukuki, on the brink of release, growls, his muscles tensing as he lets go, an orgasm tearing through him, his hips finally stilling.

They collapse, breathless, their bodies tangled. Akeno, laughing, runs a hand over Maki's breasts.

"You didn't waste your time." Maki, smirking, replies, "Had to keep up with you."

Yasaka, her tails resting on their legs, murmurs, "When's the encore?" Fukuki, an arm under his head, chuckles. "Give me five minutes." Their light laughter fills the room, their bodies still trembling.