Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

Plsshhhhh!… plsshhhhh!… slkktkk!.

“Mngh!~❤️💕️”

Time had passed, and Iris continued, as she promised, doing whatever she wanted with Olivia, who had already resigned herself to it and accepted everything.

And now Iris was holding one of Olivia’s legs high in the air, while she moved her hips aggressively and their pussies rubbed intensely against each other.

“Mngh! Yes, fuck yes!🩷 Aagh!💕”

Olivia’s current state took a curious turn that even Iris wouldn’t have expected.

Her mental state, oddly enough, had remained intact, and she was still very much aware, but as if the situation itself had intoxicated her, she now acted as if she were drunk.

She was thinking, but not clearly; everything seemed so ambiguous, yet exciting, and she herself began to get carried away and grow increasingly active.

She set aside any hesitation or shyness and even moved her hips slightly in response, seeking that carnal pleasure, making the rubbing of their flowers more intense.

Iris had done something before they began. Taking Amarillys as a model, she made her vagina fuller and tighter, making her labia thicker.

These intensified the sensations.

The heat generated by their connection was indescribable, and the wetness was overwhelming due to Olivia’s peculiarity—she simply couldn’t stop releasing her love juices in such abundance that the bed beneath her was soaked, even though Iris had given it a quick wipe-down before this round.

If there hadn’t been a precedent like Astan, Iris would seriously wonder where all that came from and how Olivia hadn’t become dehydrated, but for now she didn’t give it much thought.

She simply enjoyed how pleasurable the wetness felt as their pussies rubbed against each other, their labia—and, every now and then, their taut, smooth clitorises—coming into play, providing a growing stimulation that was taking her to the peak right alongside Olivia.

Skkrrrkkk… sckshhh!… plpsshh!

“Ohhh, it feels so good! ❤️… I’m going to… Ahhh!~❤️”

Olivia was the first to reach her limit; her body began to tense up and prepare for the big orgasm.

“Ugh! Me too, Livvy, me!🩷”

Meanwhile, Iris had also reached her limit, and, wanting to catch up to Olivia, she intensified her hip movements.

“Aaah, mmngh💕, kiss me!”

At that moment, Olivia could be heard asking for a kiss.

Iris looked at her.

Olivia, who had lost her glasses at some point, had an even redder face; sweat ran down her skin, making it glisten, and the floral scent was, at this point, so strong that Iris wondered if that very scent was what had intoxicated Olivia into acting this way.

In fact, she herself was feeling a little dizzy, but she’d always been able to hold her liquor.

In any case, Olivia’s now even sexier face asking for a kiss was absolutely tempting, and Iris didn’t hesitate to grant that very sweet request.

She moved her body closer to Olivia’s, pressing their bodies together but maintaining a very active friction.

Slurp-slurp-sluuuuuurrrrp…

A wild kiss began, fueled by the intense emotions and sensations they were both feeling.

Iris hugged Olivia, and She hugged her back.

Their bodies couldn’t have been any closer, and at that moment—when everything couldn’t have been any more intense—it happened.

“Mmpff!!~❤️❤️❤️”

“Mmmwaa🩷🩷🩷”

Psshht!…squish.!…splish!..

Almost at the same time, they both reached their breaking point. For an instant, they lost the ability to maintain control of their bodies.

They both tensed up suddenly.

A strong jolt ran through them, making them shudder, followed by a series of tremors and involuntary contractions.

Their bodies remained pressed together, and their breathing became irregular as they tried to process that wave of sensations.

“Mmmmmwaaaaahhh… … Smmmc~ ❤️️❤️💕!”

“Mmmuaaah! ❤️❤️❤️”

Pshhh! Splrrghh! Plpsshhh, sllrrrpp!

Their kisses mingled with moans and ragged breaths.Their lips parted for brief moments, only to meet again shortly afterward.

Although they needed to catch their breath, neither seemed to want to pull away from the other too much.

Both continued to let themselves be carried away by the sensations. Their bodies remained sensitive, and their movements—which had been more coordinated at first—became increasingly erratic.

Although keeping their bodies pressed so tightly together was a bit uncomfortable, neither seemed willing to pull away.

Their hips still moved in time with each other’s rhythm, and at other times lost it completely.

It didn’t matter much whether their movements matched or whether they ended up getting in each other’s way. At that moment, neither seemed to pay any attention to those minor inconveniences.

Everything had become chaotic, erratic, and, above all, ecstatic.

“Nmmm~ Mwah~mwah~mwah~ ❤️️💕💕”

The intensity of the moment meant they could barely find a chance to breathe calmly.

Iris didn’t want it to stop; she wanted that moment of intoxicating pleasure to continue and intensify even further, to a point that could not be named or described.

She wanted to make a mess of Olivia and herself, to plunge them both into those sensations as deeply as their bodies would allow.

Olivia could feel it.

Something was warning her that she shouldn’t continue.

What little rationality she had left told her she had to stop, that she mustn’t go any further or there would be no turning back.

But at that moment, that rational side was so small and insignificant compared to her emotions and sensations that she simply ignored it completely and let herself be swept away by Iris.

Lys was still deeply rooted in her heart, but Iris had taken over her body and mind.

At least at that moment, Olivia couldn’t think of anything other than this moment and Iris.

“Mmmnnghh!!!💕”

Pshhh! splrrghh! fwaaa! splash

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“Livvy, how many fingers do you see here? Who am I?”

Some time had passed, filled with fun, and there came a point when Iris noticed something curious.

Standing in front of Olivia, she asked her that.

“U-um… I don’t know? Four?… Iris? Lys?”

Olivia answered confusedly and without giving it much thought. She couldn’t think deeply at that moment, and in fact, she said four even though Iris had only held up two fingers.

Iris didn’t know if it was because of her glasses or because Olivia now seemed even more drunk and intoxicated.

Olivia clearly looked like someone who’d had one too many drinks but was stubbornly still conscious.

In fact, aside from the fingers, she didn’t even seem to be able to tell whether the person standing in front of her was Iris or Lys.

It was the first time Iris encountered such a funny and curious situation, and even more so because of Olivia’s condition—a thought crossed her mind.

At that very moment, she sent a mental message.

‘Hey, I think you can join us here!’

..

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“Don’t wait any longer, because I’m already here! And I brought the chocolate!”

Less than a minute after Iris gave the signal, someone walked into the room.

Olivia looked on, confused; given her current state, she didn’t think much of it and turned her attention back to Iris.

Iris also tilted her head in confusion for a brief moment, but once she saw the doppelganger’s memories, she understood what had happened.

If the person who came in was the doppelganger, why was he here when he should have gone back to the castle to have fun with Amy?

It was because, the moment she invited Astan to join them, he wanted to as well, but he realized that entering as a man was still too soon with Olivia—it might snap her out of her intoxicated state and ruin their plans—so he had to transform into a woman.

But he discovered that with morphogenesis, that was harder than he’d thought.

It was easier to switch from woman to man, but not from man to woman, so he thought quickly, made a decision, and—now that they knew he could teleport easily—swapped roles with the doppelganger.

He took over and went to have fun with Amy, while the doppelganger switched places with him.

The doppelganger, who had been created during a fusion, didn’t even need to use morphogenesis to become a woman and take on Iris’s appearance.

Without a doubt, the second Iris undressed and joined in the fun.

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Slick slrrp, shlck, slrrp

“

“Mmngh~ aaah!🩷,”

The situation took a strange turn; now Olivia, lying on the wooden floor, was covered in chocolate and, because of that, was being attacked simultaneously by two tongues—both belonging to the two Iris.

One was teasingly licking one of Olivia’s inner thighs, while the other was running her tongue near one of her nipples.

A bit of whipped cream was dotting curious spots—like her belly button, her nipples, and her mons pubis—as if she were a dessert.

And there was nothing wrong with that statement, since for both Iris, Olivia—who was already sweet to begin with—was now literally their sweet dessert, which they were enjoying and would enjoy to the fullest.

Her tongue was tracing Olivia’s body, while Olivia didn’t give much thought to why there were two Iris or why both of them had smeared her with chocolate and whipped cream.

She simply let herself go, intoxicated by the sensation.

“Yes, mmngh, a little higher, mmngh… aaahh~❤️”

Olivia’s soft moans filled the room, along with the sweet aroma of chocolate mingling with Olivia’s floral scent.

And the two Irises were bringing their tongues closer and closer to Olivia’s most sensitive spots.

“Mmgh~💕”.

Olivia felt it.

Iris, who was near her chest, finally stopped playing around it and began to suck on it and tease it with her tongue.

That sent an intense shiver through her.

She looked down instinctively, but her poor eyesight—even from such a close distance—barely allowed her to make out Iris’s mischievous face, which was gazing at her with a mix of mischief and desire, while her tongue teased that cute nipple covered in whipped cream.

Mmm…Slick!…Chlup!.

And further down, the other Iris was running her tongue and flirtatiously kissing the inside of one of Olivia’s thighs, which was obviously also covered in chocolate.

The two Irises couldn’t hold back and poured more than a jar of liquid Hershey’s over Olivia, creating a mess that inevitably affected both of them as well.

The three beautiful girls covered in chocolate were a sight to behold.

“Mngh! That’s… mmmmng, it feels so good, mngh, just do it! Ggnh!~💕”

Faced with the flirtatious teasing from both Iris, Olivia kept getting wetter and wetter, along with exclamations expressing her desire, which was reaching a fever pitch.

This intensified the floral scent, which blended perfectly with the aroma of chocolate, making Iris even more excited.

Mmwaa, slurp.

Kiss by kiss, lick by lick, slowly, Iris—who was between Olivia’s legs—made her way closer and closer to Olivia’s wet and sweet spot.

“MMnnmngh~💕”

Olivia, even though she was asking for it, now that Iris was close enough to her sensitive spot, tried to close her legs out of reflex and inexperience, but Iris kept them wide open, and finally, her face came so close that she could even clearly feel Olivia’s heat, and without hesitation, she began to taste her.

No one knew if Olivia would be able to handle the increased sensations and intensity that both Iris were putting her through, but one thing was certain: there was definitely no turning back…