Chapter 54 - Helena’s Ride Making Mira Jealous

Her eyes snapped open, wide and startled, a flush creeping up her neck.She looked at him, then down at his groin, where his cock was already semi-hard, a thick bulge straining the fabric of his trousers.

Without a word, a look of desperate understanding passing over her face, she leaned away from his supporting arm and sank to her knees in the murky water.

Her hands, trembling slightly, reached for his waistband.

She fumbled with the buttons before pulling his trousers and underwear down in one motion.

His cock sprang free, fully erect now, bobbing menacingly in the greenish water.

Mira gasped.

It was a monster.

Nearly eight inches of thick, veined meat, the head a deep, angry purple, already glistening with precum.

It was far thicker than the wooden dildo she had used for years, a true weapon of flesh.

His hand came to rest on the back of her head, fingers tangling in her wet hair.

A silent command.

She leaned forward, her chin dipping below the water’s surface, and took the tip into her mouth.

Helena watched, a knot of raw jealousy twisting in her gut.

The first night they had arrived, she had tried to pleasure him this way, but her inexperience had made it awkward and strange.

Now, watching Mira’s practiced mouth envelop him, a bitter, competitive fire ignited within her.

She gulped, her own mouth suddenly dry, and sank to her knees beside Mira.

A competition began.

Mira, taking the lead, sucked and swirled her tongue around the thick head, her chin and his balls fully submerged.

Her lips created a powerful suction that made Viktor hiss through his teeth.

Helena, hesitant at first, copied her, taking the shaft into her mouth.

Her inexperienced lips were clumsy, but her desperation fueled her.

"Nmmhh... slurp... slurp..."

Slurp... slurp...

The water muffled their eager sounds.

Viktor’s hands rested on both their heads, guiding their movements, a low groan rumbling in his chest.

Mira, bolder, slid her mouth lower, taking one of his heavy, tight balls fully into her mouth, sucking on it gently.

Not to be outdone, Helena immediately followed suit, her lips closing around his other testicle.

Their free hands found his shaft underwater, stroking the thick, hard length in a desperate, competing rhythm.

Mira’s mind raced with familiar hunger.

’His balls— so heavy, so full... I’ve dreamed of this taste...’

She sucked harder, tongue lapping the wrinkled skin, feeling them tighten under her assault. But something was different—his cock throbbed with a controlled pulse, veins bulging like they held endless stamina.

’He’s not twitching like before... like he could go forever...’

Her pussy clenched at the thought, fresh slick leaking into the water.

Helena’s thoughts burned with rivalry.

’I won’t lose... I need to feel him first...’

Her lips stretched around the orb, sucking with naive force, but his skin felt unnaturally firm, unyielding—like a rider’s mount, primed for endless gallop.

’F-Forever? No... he can’t...’

Her hand stroked faster underwater, but his shaft didn’t soften; it swelled thicker, demanding more.

"Fuck..." Viktor groaned, his hips beginning to buck.

The dual assault was too much.

"This is too dangerous... I’m going to..."

Schlurp... mmmph...

He pulled back abruptly.

With a savage roar, he grabbed Helena by the hair and arm, yanking her up from the water and throwing her onto the muddy bank at the pond’s edge.

"Ahhh!" she cried out, landing hard on her hands and knees.

Her massive breasts, freed from the water’s support, mashed against the wet ground, the impact sending a jolt of pain through her.

He stalked out of the water after her.

As he placed his thick, dripping cock at the entrance to her pussy, he noticed something strange.

The coarse, thick bush of her pubic hair was... dissolving.

The hairs were loosening from their roots, falling away and floating in the green, herb-filled water that dripped from her body.

The herbal concoction didn’t just have aphrodisiac properties; when mixed with the herbs in the pond water, it became a potent depilatory.

"Let’s not waste my cum in water," he growled, his voice thick with lust.

Then he plunged in.

PAH!

His thick cock slammed into her, bypassing her wet, tight channel and hitting her cervix directly with the first brutal thrust.

"AAAAAAGGGHHHH ~!!"

A scream of pure, agonizing pleasure was torn from Helena’s throat.

Her head lolled back, eyes rolling into her skull as tears streamed down her face.

Her world exploded into white-hot sensation.

Helena’s mind fractured instantly.

’What—how is he—so deep already—’

He’d fucked her before, rough and fumbling, but this was different.

His cock didn’t just thrust; it angled with impossible precision, the thick head grinding directly against that swollen, textured ridge inside her—the one his fingers had teased earlier.

Every inch dragged over it like a rider’s spur digging into a mount’s flank, forcing her walls to ripple and clench without mercy.

’He’s... riding me... like a horse... no, stop—it’s too much—’

"HNNNGHH~~!!!"

Her body betrayed her shock. Toes curling into tiptoes on the muddy bank, she tried to crawl forward, hips twitching to escape the overwhelming drag on her G-spot.

But his grip on her hips locked her in place, his thrusts now a relentless gallop—hips blurring with Cavalry Master speed, pounding at a lethal rhythm that made her vision shake.

’Pull away—I need to—but my pussy... it’s sucking him deeper...’

Mira watched from the water, her hand instinctively dipping between her thighs, fingers circling her clit as jealousy and awe twisted in her gut.

’Th-this...’

She’d masturbated to fantasies of being railed like this, but seeing Helena’s body jolt with each precise slam—his cock visibly bulging her lower belly from the inside—made her own pussy throb.

His enhanced stamina was visible: no slowing, no fatigue, just endless, blurring pistons that reshaped Helena’s cunt with each stroke.

’I-I want that...’


Driven by primal need, Mira crawled out of the water, kneeling between his legs.

With one hand, she gently cupped one of his balls, while her mouth latched onto the other, sucking with the same desperate fervor as before.

Slurp... mmm...

The brutal pounding began.

Viktor gripped her wide hips, using her body as a tool, fucking her with a merciless, punishing rhythm that blended Pleasure God’s intimate knowledge with Cavalry Master’s unyielding drive.

His cock didn’t ram blindly; it spiraled on each withdrawal, the veined shaft scraping her front wall’s sensitive nerves while the head hooked back to batter that magic spot—building pressure for a squirting flood he knew was coming.

PAH! PAH!

Squelch... squelch...

Helena’s pussy, now hairless and completely exposed, was being ravaged.

The suction of her inner walls, rippling like a vice around his girth, combined with Mira’s sucking, made Viktor’s balls bloat and tighten, bringing him closer to the edge.

Her thoughts dissolved into panic and ecstasy.

Unlike before, his cock felt alive with intent, the head flaring to press exactly where her nerves screamed loudest, making her bladder ache with building fluid.

She rose higher on tiptoes, calves burning, trying to lift her ass away—but his rider’s grip yanked her back, slamming her down onto the full length. Her head lolled side to side, eyes furling back white, drool stringing from her lips as futile whimpers escaped.

’Stop—I’ll tear—’

"Nnngh... Master... please... I’m breaking... ~!!~!" Helena sobbed, her words broken by the relentless impacts.