Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill

Chapter 867: A bath in the forest [R-18]

Waking up in the quiet of the forest with refreshingly cold wind brushing against his skin, and faint sounds of animals echoing through the trees in the early morning light.

This morning was especially relaxing, after Vritra had created a barrier around a large part of the forest, ensuring complete privacy and safety for all eight of them.

The eight of them took a bath in the waterfall, experiencing this for the first time in this realm. The sound of the water cascading down was hypnotic, a constant white noise that seemed to wash away all their worries and tensions.

The mist rising from the pool created an ethereal atmosphere, making everything feel dreamlike.

Of course, surrounded by such beautiful women, all naked, their fair skins glistening under the morning sunlight filtering through the canopy, how can Vritra stay calm? No man could.

The sight was absolutely intoxicating—each of his wives was perfect in their own way, their bodies on full display as they bathed in the natural pool.

The water clung to their skin, dripping from their hair, making their bodies shine like precious jewels.

Walking up to the drenched Teresa, her dark hair plastered to her back and shoulders, droplets of water running down her spine, from behind he suddenly gave a squeeze to her soft ass cheek, making her release a startled moan that was swallowed by the sound of the waterfall.

”H- Husband, you scared me...” she pouted, her voice trembling slightly with a mix of surprise and anticipation, turning to face him with eyes that immediately began to glaze over with desire.

Their wet naked bodies pressed together, feeling each other’s cold skin from the waterfall mixing with the natural warmth of their bodies, as Vritra began to play with her ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh between his palms. Her body was perfect—curves in all the right places, skin smooth as silk.

”Sigh It is your fault for having such sexy body, my hand moved before I knew it.” He sighed helplessly, his voice teasing and low, leaning forward to capture her juicy black lips with his own. The kiss was tender at first, his lips moving slowly against hers, then deepened as his fingers continued their exploration of her body.

Although Vritra loved all his women a lot, but when it came to beauty ranking, Teresa would be at the first, equal to Evelyn. Her face was flawless, her body was perfectly proportioned, and the way she moved was graceful beyond measure. The rest of his women were also extremely beautiful with their own charms—Fiona’s fiery red hair and playful nature, Diana’s ethereal grace and powerful presence, Yasmine’s draconic allure, Yennefer’s cold elegance that hid a passionate nature beneath—but Teresa was perfect in every aspect.

Making even the tiniest change might instead ruin it. She was perfection incarnate, a work of art that nature had blessed him to appreciate and love.

With his left hand still clasping the soft flesh of her butt, squeezing gently, he moved the other in front, fingers gently brushing against her petals. The water from the waterfall ran down her body in rivulets, creating the perfect canvas for his touch. Her skin was already beginning to respond to his presence, goosebumps rising despite the warm water around them.

”Hnnn~” Teresa’s toes curled as she held onto his shoulder to support herself, her nails digging slightly into his skin, his tender caress sending shivers through her body that had nothing to do with the cold water. Her breathing was already becoming heavier, her chest rising and falling with each breath.

Vritra’s finger tips traced up and down over her wet labia, the flesh already beginning to swell with arousal, the lips parting slightly under his touch. Before pressing the thumb against her soft clitoris, eliciting a loud moan that echoed off the rocks surrounding the waterfall. Her body tensed, and she pressed her hips toward his hand, seeking more stimulation.

The others were chatting and splashing in the water nearby, their conversations creating a backdrop of normalcy, but amidst the moans and seeing the spectacle unfolding before them, they also started feeling horny, their eyes fixed on the couple, tracking every movement. But there was plenty of time so they didn’t rush. They were content to watch for now, knowing their turn would come, anticipating what was to come.

Before long, melodious and continuous moans of Teresa mixed with the noise of fountain, creating an erotic symphony that seemed to blend perfectly with the natural sounds of their surroundings. She was standing while leaning against a stone, half bent, her body trembling with each passing moment, while Vritra holding her waist from behind thrusted his cock deep into her body with powerful strokes. His cock was hard and thick, filling her completely.

Each thrust pushing the cock into her womb and her closer to orgasm, bringing her pleasure that was almost unbearable. Her breasts hanging down shook sexily, bouncing with each movement, as he fucked her from behind. The water splashed around them with each collision of their bodies, creating waves in the pool.

Her hips hitting his pelvis, sending ripples through her voluptuous figure, her body moving in perfect rhythm with his thrusts. She could feel every inch of him inside her, stretching her, filling her in a way that felt absolutely right.

Leaning forward, Vritra planted a kiss on her back, his lips trailing across her wet skin, sucking gently at the soft flesh between her shoulder blades. Squeezing her breasts and deforming their shape as he held them in his palms, feeling the weight of them in his hands.

He usually is gentle with her, always concerned about her comfort and pleasure, but today Teresa herself wanted to feel something different, something more intense and primal. Her desires had been building, and she craved the feeling of being taken, of being truly possessed by him.

So, Vritra complied, his movements becoming more forceful, still not getting too rough, but definitely more demanding than his usual approach. His hips moved with more power, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder, driving into her with increasing intensity.

Her soft slippery insides clung tightly to his cock, gripping him with every movement, each poke into her womb bringing both closer to finishing. The sensations were building to a crescendo, the pressure mounting with each thrust.

Feeling the gazes of his wives from behind, watching them intently from their spots in the pool, Vritra didn’t hurry, enjoying the feeling of his cock buried deep into Teresa, knowing they were getting aroused watching him pleasure her. The knowledge that others were watching only intensified the experience.

She was feeling it go even deeper than usual, the thrusts were so forceful that her hips had gotten slightly red from the repeated impact of his pelvis against her. Small marks were forming on her skin where his hands gripped her waist.

But she enjoyed it all the more, her moans becoming louder, more uninhibited, echoing through the forest. ”Haaaa~ Yes, yes~” she gasped, her voice trembling, her words barely coherent.

Soon Vritra painted Teresa’s womb and pussy with his semen, his release hot and plentiful, filling her completely. The sensation of him coming inside her pushed Teresa over the edge as well, and she orgasmed around him, her inner walls pulsing and clenching.

Her petals twitched as he pulled back, her belly full of his seeds, the fluid slowly leaking out as his cock withdrew from her body. She could feel the fullness inside her, that satisfied feeling mixed with emptiness.

She slowly sat down in the water to rest, panting heavily, clear beads of sweat visible on her beautiful face despite the cool water surrounding her. The waterfall continued to cascade around her, the mist rising and cooling her heated skin.

Vritra looked back and smiled at his waiting wives, his cock still semi-hard, this bath was going to continue for quite a while. There was no rush, no hurry. They had all day to indulge in this pleasure.

Vanessa and Yasmine had recently spent a night of passion with him, their bodies still sensitive and satisfied from their previous encounters, so they weren’t in a hurry and allowed others to go first. They were content to wait and watch, enjoying the show.

Fiona jumped into his arms, her wet body colliding with his with enthusiasm, capturing Vritra’s lips and proactively pushing her tongue forward into his mouth. The kiss was passionate and hungry, filled with need and desire. Her fiery red hair dripped with water, and her bright eyes were filled with lust.

Her pussy was already drenched in her juices and needed no further stimulation beyond the sight of him and the feeling of his strong body against hers. The water dripped from her body onto his, creating a slick sensation between them.

As their tongues entangled in a wet dance, her hand moved down to hold his penis and stroke it, feeling the hardness growing under her touch, the shaft pulsing with need. She could feel the heat of it even in the cool water.

Then she shifted it, positioning herself carefully, such that the tip pressed against her petals, the glans rubbing up and down against her folds, teasing both of them. Her breath hitched with each pass of the head against her sensitive flesh.

While releasing muffled moans into his mouth, she softly pressed her hips forward, the big cock slowly sliding inside, parting her entrance. The sensation was exquisite, building gradually.

Her pussy walls parted, as she felt him entering her inch by inch, her body stretching to accommodate him. The sensation was intense, overwhelming in the best way possible.

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