The seductive evening was marked by an amazing romantic dinner; if only the situation wasn't so ambiguous and contradictory. After relaying my plan to Alexia, I was surprised by her enthusiasm, so only a small matter remained — luring Claire into a threesome, the shy-cutie on max level. She was the one generating the endless supply of contradictions, as Alexia and I were both leading her towards something interesting. For instance, Alexia, as a genius scientist, initially wanted to inject her with something illegal. A terrible deed, worthy of being thought over three times and… only condemned twice.
But the unbearably good Wesker uncompromisingly rejected that idea, because I'm a good guy, pouring a little too much wine for Claire to get my roommate drunk… In short, not all of our actions can be interpreted kindly, but as long as the result is worth more than stale romance, perhaps another drink can be forgiven. After all, it's one thing to lure a girl into bed, anyone can handle that, but to lure a beauty into a threesome…
The time has come for Wesker's genius to shine, like the explosion of a megastar.
The romantic evening at the table concluded when the shy-cutie was already herself, deviously, very ruthlessly, seducing and provoking honest me. What a devilish woman, swaying her hips and showing off her firm buttocks. And yet, because of the T-Immortality, she has hardly changed externally; on the contrary, she has become prettier and gained points of attractiveness, almost reaching the status of a femme fatale.
If you think about it, cuties under Wesker's power get prettier fastest — that's almost a fact. So, soon the three of us found ourselves in the bedroom, quite spacious and luxurious, furnished with nothing short of taste and a certain amount of debauchery.
— There's no need to be nervous, — I whispered heatedly to the girl, right into her ear. — You're in safe hands.
— M-mm, could you not tear my shorts with those hands… standing behind me? — Claire asked tensely, posing a disgraceful question. As if I were some kind of evil guy, sneaking up behind her and starting to tear her clothes like an animal. If she thinks that… Oh, how to put it more gently, she's damn right.
Continuing to stimulate her erogenous zone to her sweet moans, I looked through my sunglasses towards the bed, where a full-fledged pervert was languidly sprawled. Alexia knows not only how to rest after an exhausting marathon but also how to stimulate some of her female parts herself, adapting to the company, so to speak. A vulgarist — nothing more, nothing less. She just loves to watch and enjoy something lewd.
— W-w-wait, don't shove it in, ah! — Claire squeaked charmingly as her dark shorts were ripped and my fingers penetrated the abode of lust.
Her pussy was incredibly wet, which indicated a prolonged abstinence. The alcohol only spurred her instincts, allowing me to fully possess not only her body but also her mind. My revenge on the Redfield family will end here and now; the hatchet of war can be buried. Because I won!
— What sweet moans, — Alexia Ashford teased, slowly removing her purple panties. Debauchery from all sides, and I am in the circle of this debauchery. Well, it's time to adapt.
Taking Claire's chin commandingly, I slightly turned her head and pressed my lips against her slightly bitten ones. A passionate kiss, as expected, always has a French flair. Our tongues quickly intertwined, which prompted her to ride my fingers with even greater impulse, and her pussy to flow like after rain. A part of T-Wesker is in her, so she will always instinctively gravitate toward the main person in the evolutionary chain.
Hmm… too desperately gravitating.
Hissing a curse, Claire impatiently began to fumble with the clasp of my belt. But failing, she tried to slip through that way, plunging her soft and tender fingers under my pants. She decided to answer provocation with provocation. How interesting. At this rate, tentacles might come into play to put the insolent girl in her place. But fine, I'm nice today; I haven't reached the level of a monster with tentacles yet.
Besides, the girl was enjoying the flirtation with her tongue and pussy. And how could I do without the debauched atmosphere, which smoothly transitioned to a more active hand movement under my pants. Claire Redfield was doing a good job of adding more spice, making me feel a strong tightness in my pants.
If it's tight, I need more space! I tore off my clothes, continuing to maneuver between the open pussy of the lustful girl and her breast — with one hand, and with the other, I was getting rid of everything unnecessary to fully make contact.
— Mnh! — the beauty purred when I broke the kiss and showered her with tenderness, stimulating her thin neck. Claire screamed more lewdly because of this, not at all embarrassed by our peeping-tom enthusiast who remained on the sofa, waiting to join the lewd feast. I was also getting very excited, especially when Claire pressed her butt against my groin, passionately rubbing against my member.
Taking off my clothes, I left no obstacles between me and her torn shorts. What is this, if not the time for the main course? As soon as the beauty reached her first peak of pleasure, I provocatively led her to the desk. As if in a fog, she leaned her breasts against it, opening up a view of her pussy ready for any filth.
— It… — she swallowed, lowering her gaze to my rock-hard member, and quietly whispered the question: — Will it fit?
— Girl, — Alexia chuckled, lifting her chin high. — Even if it doesn't, you'll have to endure it a little. And then me too…
A filthy girl, but her charming tone made me speed up and enter the sacred place at full speed. Immediately after, a scream was heard, seductive, and at the same time, Claire's pussy tried to clench its walls to prevent further breakthrough.
As a gentleman, I tried hard, gradually increasing the pressure and penetration until I managed to reach the limit of her capabilities. In a couple of seconds…
But, apparently, Claire liked the roughness; she actively swayed her pelvis, helping us both experience a completely new experience. To fully surrender to sex, where the initiative belonged to me. I even slightly spread her legs, allowing myself to ram the wet cavern with greater offensive force, making chaotic movements back and forth. And to hold the unrestrained girl in place, I grabbed her hair and fixed her position. True, this made her highly aroused, feverishly moaning.
— FUCK! — she yelled, at the moment the love juices rushed out of her lewd little hole. The vicious scent quickly enveloped the bedroom, but something remained that threw off my rhythm.
— A bad girl has a dirty mouth, how naughty, — I shook my head, lowering my gaze to her pinkened buttocks in disapproval. Claire literally gave me a reason to spank her thoroughly.
— Uumph! — she gasped convulsively, arching her whole body and mounting my member harder. And the more the cutie got into the groove, the more she slid off the table, ending up in a more interesting position, right on the floor. Confidently thrusting her hips, she finally stopped holding back her moans of pleasure, completely surrendering herself to the power of lust.
However, being tired of the primitive position, I turned her onto her back with measured movements and squeezed my lover's left nipple as I would squeeze a sharp pike. Claire responded to this and, as if by intuition, spread her legs wider, revealing a view of the most curious places, awakening wild and base instincts in me. Even my heartbeat accelerated, true, from the physical exertion aimed at satisfying the girl with an athletic body and luscious curves.
— Am I interrupting? — Alexia crept closer, sitting down in an armchair. The blonde wanted to watch up close as our shared roommate reached another orgasm.
Involuntarily, Ashford stepped onto a dangerous path, as I hadn't had a chance to warm up.
Accelerating the virus within me, I approached the process more greedily, finally bringing Claire to a powerful orgasm, after which I lifted her up and threw the unconscious beauty onto the bed. Let her rest a bit; the bigger and stronger monster is next in line. Having sex with Claire and Alexia is like hunting a boar and a bear. A completely different, harsher approach is needed here.
The blonde figured out what was what and slowly knelt down in front of me, taking my excited member in her left hand. After which she licked her lips and brought them closer, slowly sucking the head. And not just that: she was sucking, caressing, wetting — doing everything to take it deeper. It didn't stay in her mouth for long; as soon as I made one thrust, I was down her throat. Oh, if Claire's pussy seemed tight, here the compression doubled, along with the pleasure of slight sadism in sex.
I'm sure Alexia felt pain when I started to brazenly and harshly rape her sweet little mouth. Quickly taking it out and plunging it in again, speeding up the pace, penetrating and exiting more and more often. From such a pace, her face noticeably flushed, transforming the image of the cold blonde, Alexia Ashford, into an even more cute little bitch.
A great situation in all its manifestations, and it soon got much better when the blonde adapted over time: she slowly pulled away, running her tongue along the shaft, and then began to suck the tip erotically, and professionally at that, without the unpleasant involvement of perfectly straight and therefore sharp teeth.
I was surprised that such an intimidating talent was hidden within her. In just seven minutes, she brought me to the first shot, which I forced her not only to swallow but also to lick the residue from her lips and chin. True, she didn't try hard to lick it off, or someone splashed her hard. Nah, she definitely didn't try hard. Wesker cannot be blamed — that's a fact.
— Hhm… how rude, — she smiled charmingly, while slowly making rhythmic hand movements, continuing to hold my still-hard member. Well, she knows how to suck; now it's time to check her other talents. She wasn't against it either, positioning herself in the armchair, making an inviting gesture with her legs.
Grabbing her hips and spreading her supermodel legs wider, I penetrated forcefully, this time meeting no particular resistance. The cavern accepted me quite greedily, helping to accelerate the pace and share the pleasure of carnal delights for two.
Alexia facilitated the process as best she could, grabbing the back of the armchair with one hand and spreading the slit with the other. I could now ram the pussy comfortably. And the harder the pounding, the rougher it was, the more eagerly the girl showered me with moans and pleasant cries. Had I performed that strange trick with Claire, I might have torn something I shouldn't have… After all, the virus was actively spreading through Alexia's flesh, helping to expand her vaginal walls like rubber. A couple more thrusts, and I felt freedom, starting to actively shift my center of gravity, pressing on everything, hitting absolutely all sensitive zones.
— Damn, ah… ha… I didn't think you were that good… Are you, m-m, a sadist? — what a dangerous question for such an honest guy as me, and a good one at that. It's also asked by an arrogant sadist, slightly covered in biological secretions. She asks it with such a perverted look… as if she had recently starred in some suspicious adult films. But no, the blonde is just having sex with a man who simply has a kind heart! And an unbearably fast pounding rhythm…
— Where did those ridiculous conclusions come from in your smart head? — I tried to maintain a dignified expression, answering a question with a question, simultaneously pulling her closer and pressing the tip of my member against her cervix.
— Well… — she moaned painfully, looking at me with moist eyes. — You could please me more often…
— The goal is above all else, — I stated importantly, adjusting my sunglasses. No beauty has blinded me yet, nor my path to absolute control. — And an evening with Wesker must be earned.
— You bastard… — she was greatly surprised, realizing that I was doing Claire and Alexia a great favor, and not the other way around. My smile became kinder because of this. Oh, but fine, enough with the foreplay. Time for more interesting games, and contests.
Helping the aristocratic beauty grab my neck and my waist with her legs, I led her to the bed. She forgot what she wanted to say when I turned her around, continuing what I started, but with a different approach now. And because of the potential insult that the blonde didn't get to blurt out, she was punished quite roughly. But, undoubtedly, grabbing her waist and continuing the punitive operation against dangerous virus carriers was worth it.
It's a shame that there's a big spoonful of tar in every barrel of honey.
Alexia Ashford timed the moment and jerked sharply, changing the sex position to the cowgirl. Unheard-of audacity, but the impressions from the process outweighed the indignation. Lying calmly on the bed, grabbing the girl's thin waist, and watching her jump on my member like a horse, excited me immeasurably.
My hands even instinctively dropped to her buttocks, and my ears perked up, listening to the moans of the lustful aristocrat. What was especially pleasing was that those moans escalated into squeals. Her pussy perfectly wetted the rod, allowing me to feel nirvana enveloping my mind and freeing it from the to-do list until the golden year of 2007.
— M-m, — Claire purred, opening her eyes after a light restart. Now the title of peeping-tom pervert was passed to her. This didn't please Alexia; the blonde smiled slyly and increased the pressure until some fluid filled her pussy.
But only after experiencing an orgasm, the blonde climbed off my member and crawled lustfully across the bed to Claire. The latter, it seems, was just waiting for this. And I witnessed the most perverted scene of my life. Two naked girls, one with reddish-brown hair tied in a ponytail, the other a blonde with loose hair. But what united them was their pressed breasts, lustful expressions, and a French kiss.
Unheard-of audacity, or a provocation? Judging by how Alexia was vulgarizing Claire to the point that she lifted her right leg and opened up a view of another one of her little holes… I bet all the money of my acquaintances and their acquaintances, excluding me, that this was an invitation. In fact, the bet paid off as soon as Alexia began to stimulate Redfield's pussy, and I penetrated Claire a little lower…
Ouch, I felt like a small person trying to squeeze through a tiny gap in a fence. I had never been in such a tight place before, but the girl was already so warmed up that only her face became flushed harder. All her moans were drowned out by the kiss with Alexia; she made sure that it was maximally comfortable for me to punish the sister of my not-so-good subordinate. Simultaneously holding her leg so I could break through further properly.
And even though this resembled some kind of act of violence, there were no stop signs or any other suspicious signs stopping the games with gray shades. And since only madness remains, there is only one way forward, until my groin starts hitting an obstacle, and my member doesn't go in all the way. Only then should I pull back to strike again, with renewed vigor.
But what scared me… The evening had just begun, but these ruthless wretches had already forced me to fully drown in lust and the enjoyment of an amazing evening before a mountain and a small cartload of tasks in Spain. No, no work, only ringing vulgarity from dusk till dawn.