Dead Man's Harem. Since I can't kill myself, I'll find other ways to be happy.

Chapter 142: Orgasmic Shrine Ritual (18+)

There were few things as good as the feeling of poking a female body with your penis. It was just an incredible feeling, an exhilarating thrill of poking the beast so to speak, of slapping the jello, of clapping the juicy and boingy ass, of spanking the pork, of paddling the proverbial love boat

You got the point.

And the feeling of absolute bliss that Devon was currently experiencing was further enhanced by the high of being able to grab any big booty woman that he wanted in this village and start humping them to his hearts content, and to his dicks content, of course

He just grabbed the guard who prepared the shrine ritual, the one with her breasts out in the open like a woman caught with her kimono down, and instantly he had already planted his lips on hers and was engaging in the most sloppy and lascivious french kissing with the busty amazonian female guard with a somewhat prominent ab line but also dummy thick thighs that made no sense proportionately to the rest of her body. 

Either way, he was going to enjoy the hell out of this shrine painting ritual or whatever the hell this was, and so long as he kept up the guise of painting with his cock, he could basically do perverse things to any gal in the whole village. And that damn nut that she fed him to keep his vitality up, it was really damn effective, wasnt it his dick had never felt so hard before in his entire life, and he was already feeling the semen fill back up within his system so that hed get ready to blow again like Moby Dick. The cleansing bitterness from the taste of that weird tahitian-looking nut was still stuck on his mind. It simply blew away his perceptions, making him forget almost everything as he felt cleansed, and then refilled.

Jabbing his cock at the female guards thighs as he held her waist, he pressed her stomach into his own, reveling in the sensation of skin-to-skin contact. His cock twitched pleasurably as his hands moved down to her tribal skirt area and tried to pull it up, but the amazon guards hands stopped his hand with a gentle but firm touch. Really firm. He couldnt overpower her. Damn these amazon women were strong, despite looking so sexy from the outside as if they were customized and built for breeding by a lewd real-life artist back on earth. 

With Alina still panting on the floor with the taste of semen in her mouth, Devon tried yet again to expose the beautiful and luscious female amazon guards skirt area, and to fully delve into her bountiful hips and thighs. But no matter how hard he tried to overpower her, the female amazon guard was simply too strong. She brought his hand down with a simple open handed pushback on his arm, with a controlled firmness that made him feel like he was a child trying to beat on his mommys legs, a futile effort.

Shifting focus to more sexually gratifying and yummy desserts, he held his penis in hand and just dragged it up and down her belly while standing, then lowered it until it fit snugly between her thighs, right underneath her girl parts. He felt his dick crying out in anticipation, wanting to penetrate into her pants, but the female guards defenses were just too good. Just like in war, you had to pick your battles sometimes. Tactics mattered, and simply ramming your head against a wall was not always the most advisable tactic.

The tightness of the squeeze between her thighs, which had underlying muscle definition but also a bountiful layer of chubbiness above to give it ultra comfort, was a divine feeling on his penis, squishing and pushing his cock, making Devon grow harder and thicker with every nice movement stimulating his nether region. He could hardly contain himself, and began to thrust back and forth between her thigh pussy. 

Devon pulled her down to the tapestry covered ground and laid her right beside Alina, and he put a hand on Alinas honker breasts and slapped them silly while still thrusting in between the breast naked female guards thighs, feeling the sensation of climax coming soon.

Having an absolute blast slapping Alinas fat and jiggly coconuts with his free hand, his penis was getting squeezed like a bottle of toothpaste on its last legs, an intensity never felt before from a pair of thigh walls closed around his cock.