Hospital Debauchery-Chapter 219: Yvonne’s Surprise III

She nipped at the skin of his hip there, her sharp little teeth grazing lightly over the muscle, sending a quick zing of pain that melted right into pleasure, before she soothed it all with a slow, lazy swirl of her warm tongue, lapping at him like he was her favorite treat.

The sensation made Devon’s skin prickle, his cock jumping a bit in response, more pre-cum oozing out and dripping down the shaft.

The petite blonde stood on her tiptoes, her slim body stretching up like a cat in heat, straining to kiss his chest higher up, her soft pink lips brushing his pec before her tongue circled his nipple with increasing fervor, flicking and teasing the hard nub until it pebbled even tighter.

She sucked it gently into her hot, wet mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she nursed on it, her teeth grazing just enough to send a spark of pleasure-pain shooting through him, straight down to his throbbing dick.

He let out a low hiss, his hand coming up to cup the back of her head, fingers threading through her silky hair, urging her on.

Her free hand slid down his side, tracing the ridges of his ribs with feather-light touches, then lower, brushing the base of his shaft tentatively at first, her fingertips barely grazing the hot, veined skin before she grew bolder, wrapping her small hand around it halfway, feeling how it pulsed in her grip.

From the side, a curvy Latina with big tits that swayed heavy and hypnotic with every little movement pressed her lush body against his arm, her full, dark bush framing her glistening pussy like a wild invitation, the lips there already puffy and slick with her own juices running down her thighs.

Her breasts squished softly against him, those big brown nipples hard and insistent like diamonds scraping his skin, poking into his bicep as she ground against him just a little.

She kissed his bicep hungrily, her plump lips sucking at the bulging muscle, then licking it with long, slow strokes of her flat tongue, tasting the salt of his sweat, moaning softly like it was the best thing she’d ever had in her mouth.

Her hand reached around to stroke his back, nails dragging lightly down his spine in slow, teasing lines that made him arch involuntarily, his ass clenching under the redhead’s hands behind him, pushing his cock forward into the waiting mouths below.

They worshiped him slowly, methodically, like he was their king, hands and mouths exploring every damn inch of his body as if committing it to memory, savoring every taste, every texture.

Fingers traced his veins, lips sucked at his skin, tongues lapped at his sweat.

The redhead behind him kept kissing down his back, her soft lips trailing lower and lower to the small of his back, right where his spine dipped, her hot breath making goosebumps rise.

Her hands squeezed his ass cheeks more boldly now, digging in deep, spreading them a touch to expose the tight pucker between, the cool air hitting it making him shiver, but she didn’t invade further—just massaged the firm muscle with deep, rhythmic kneads, thumbs circling closer and closer to his hole without touching, teasing him mercilessly, making his balls tighten even more, drawing up high and heavy with need.

She hummed softly against his skin, the vibration traveling through his bones, buzzing right into his core, making his cock leak even more.

The ebony woman switched to his other ball, her full lips stretching wide as she sucked it deep into her mouth, the wet heat enveloping it completely, her tongue swirling wet and warm around it like a whirlwind, lapping at the wrinkled skin, tasting every bit of him.

She hummed too, those soft vibrations shooting straight up his cock like electric currents, buzzing through his shaft, making him groan louder, deeper, his hips rocking forward instinctively, thrusting a little into the air, begging for more.

"Fuck," he muttered, voice rough, eyes half-closed in bliss.

The brunette joined her seamlessly, no words needed, just pure instinct, kissing the base of his shaft with firm, open-mouthed presses, her lips sealing around the thick root.

She sucked lightly as her tongue licked up the underside slowly, tracing that prominent vein that throbbed like a heartbeat with agonizing precision, following it all the way up, lapping up the salty pre-cum that had trickled down in shiny trails.

Then paused at the head for a second, flicking her tongue over the slit, collecting more of that clear fluid, swallowing it down with a satisfied moan.

"Tastes so good," she murmured, her voice muffled against his hot, throbbing flesh, her eyes looking up at him through those thick, dark lashes, filled with pure adoration and raw hunger, like she could do this forever.

She savored him like fine wine, rolling the flavor on her tongue, her lips closing around the side of his shaft now, sucking lightly without taking him fully in, just teasing the length with wet pulls, her cheeks hollowing as she worked him, saliva dripping down to mix with his pre-cum.

Devon groaned deeper, the sound rumbling from his chest like thunder, echoing in the room, his hands coming up to touch them finally, to claim back some control in this sea of pleasure.

His fingers tangled in the schoolgirl’s pigtails as she stepped even closer, her tied blouse brushing his side like a whisper of crisp fabric against his heated skin.

He pulled her in gently, feeling the softness of her hair wrap around his fingers like silk ropes, tugging just enough to make her gasp, her perky tits bouncing a little as she pressed into him.

More women pressed in, the crowd growing thicker, bodies rubbing, skin on skin—a thick Asian woman with heavy, swaying tits that jiggled like jelly and smooth, golden skin that glowed in the light knelt at his feet, right down on the floor, kissing his knee reverently like it was holy, her soft lips puckering against the joint before her tongue licked up his thigh slowly, inch by inch, wet and hot, tracing the inner muscle, getting closer to his balls but not quite there yet.

Her hands massaged his calves with strong, soothing strokes, thumbs digging into the tense spots, easing the ache from standing, making his legs feel like jelly.

A pale redhead with freckles scattered across her chest like a starry sky stood close on his other side, her body slotting in perfect, kissing his neck with increasing passion, her lips sucking harder now, pulling the skin into her mouth to leave faint, pink marks that bloomed like hickeys, souvenirs he’d feel later.

Her hand slid down smooth to cup his balls from the side, fingers gently rolling them in her palm, squeezing just right, in tandem with the ebony woman’s licks and sucks, adding layers upon layers of sensation that made his knees weaken, his breath hitch, like he might collapse from the overload.

The air was thick now, filled with soft moans from all around, wet, slurping sounds that echoed lewd—lips sucking greedily on skin and cock, tongues lapping with wet smacks against balls and shafts, breaths coming heavy and ragged like a symphony of pure lust, the room smelling like sex, sweat, and pussy juice.

One woman let out a whimper as she touched herself, fingers dipping into her own wet slit while watching.

The blonde bit his nipple lightly again, tugging with her teeth, pulling a sharp gasp from him that turned into a growl, her hand sliding down boldly to join the others at his cock, her slender fingers wrapping around the thick shaft slowly, right above the brunette’s mouth, stroking up and down with gentle, twisting motions, feeling the hardness throb under her palm, the veins bulging against her skin, the heat like fire.

"So thick," she whispered in awe, her voice breathy, eyes wide as her thumb circled the sensitive head, smearing the pre-cum that leaked steadily now, rubbing it in circles, making his cock glisten like it was coated in oil, slick and shiny under the lights.

They took turns on his cock with seamless coordination, like they’d done this a hundred times—the brunette licking the full length from base to tip, her tongue flat and broad, pressing hard to feel every ridge, leaving a thick trail of saliva that cooled in the air, making him shiver; the ebony woman sucking his balls deeper, her mouth full and stretched wide, alternating between the two with expert rhythm, popping one out with a wet smack before taking the other, her cheeks bulging.

The blonde stroking slow and firm, her grip tightening just enough to build that sweet pressure without rushing him to the edge, her hand twisting at the top, thumb flicking over the head each time.

A new woman joined the kneelers.

She moaned at the flavor, lips parting wider to suck the tip softly into her mouth, just the head, swirling her tongue around it in lazy, wet circles that made stars explode behind his eyes, pleasure spiking hard, his toes curling into the carpet.

Devon’s hips bucked a little involuntarily, short thrusts into the air, the pleasure building hot and slow like a fire being stoked with kindling, embers turning to flames in his gut.

His hands roamed freely now, no holding back—groping a full breast here, that Asian woman’s heavy tit, feeling the weight and softness yield to his squeeze, nipple hardening between his fingers as he pinched, squeezing a round ass there, the Latina’s plump cheeks, fingers digging into the flesh just enough to elicit a moan from her, her pussy grinding against his leg in response, leaving a wet streak.

The women kissed each other too, getting into it, their lips meeting over his cock in sloppy, passionate tangles, the brunette and the new brown-skinned beauty locking mouths right above his shaft, tongues intertwining wetly as they shared his flavor, saliva mixing with pre-cum, dripping down onto him, passing licks and sucks between them like a shared feast, one sucking his head while the other licked the side, then switching with a wet pop.

The schoolgirl pressed her body tighter against his side, grinding her hip into him, her tied blouse fully open now, buttons popped somewhere along the way, her perky tits exposed and heaving with each panting breath, those pink nipples hard as rocks rubbing insistently against his arm, scraping like little points of fire.

She kissed his ear hot, her tongue tracing the shell before dipping in, her hot breath sending shivers down his neck, whispering dirty things.

"We all want you," she breathed, her hand joining the others to stroke his cock, her smaller fingers adding a new rhythm to the mix, squeezing lighter, faster, contrasting the firm grips.

The worship went on endlessly, time stretching like taffy, bodies pressing closer in a crush of heat and skin, mouths licking with fervor everywhere—his thighs, his abs, his neck—hands stroking in a blur of motion, up and down his cock, cupping his balls, pinching his nipples.

His cock was slick and shining with saliva now, a mess of spit and pre-cum, balls tight and drenched, hanging heavy but drawn up, his entire body covered in a map of kisses, bites, and wet trails that cooled and tingled.

A woman with long, silky black hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall licked his abs hungrily, her tongue dipping low to the base of his cock, lapping at the juncture where shaft met body, sucking at the root hard, trying to pull more flavor from him.

Another one, slim with wild curls, grabbed his hand and sucked his fingers one by one, her mouth hot and wet like a tight pussy, swirling her tongue around each digit with obscene slurps, deepthroating his index finger, gagging a little for show, eyes watering as she looked up at him.

A slender woman with porcelain skin so pale it almost glowed and pierced nipples—silver bars glinting in the light—knelt to join the group at his feet, her hands tracing his ankles soft before kissing up his legs, alternating between them, left then right, her breath warm against his skin, lips sucking at his inner thighs, getting dangerously close to his balls, nipping the sensitive skin there.

Another one pushed in from the front, a busty blonde with sun-kissed tan lines that framed her fake tits like a bikini outline, pressed against his chest hard, her massive boobs squishing against him.

As she captured his lips in a deep, probing kiss, her tongue diving into his mouth aggressive, dancing with his, sharing the taste of him from the others’ mouths, salty and musky, her hands grabbing his face to hold him there while she ground her wet pussy against his thigh.

But it wasn’t just about him anymore, the women started playing with each other too, hands wandering to nearby pussies, fingers slipping into wet folds, rubbing clits in circles while they worked him.

The Latina reached between the schoolgirl’s legs, fingering her slow, making her whine into Devon’s ear, her pussy squelching loud.

The redhead behind him ground her tits into his back harder, one hand sneaking around to join the cock-stroking party, the other dipping to her own bush, masturbating with wet slaps.

Devon felt the edge creeping up, his balls churning, but he held back, wanting more.

He grabbed the busty blonde’s ass, pulling her closer, his cock rubbing against her belly, leaving smears of pre-cum on her tan skin.

She broke the kiss to drop down, joining the kneelers, her mouth latching onto the side of his shaft, sucking hard while the others licked. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

More joined—a tattooed goth chick with black lipstick and a shaved head knelt, licking his toes, sucking them into her mouth one by one, her piercings clicking against her teeth.

A fit gym bunny with abs like his own pressed against his side, biting his shoulder, her hand jerking him off rough, contrasting the soft strokes.

The room was a full orgy now, women kissing each other deep, fingers fucking pussies, moans rising louder.

One pair scissored on the floor nearby, their wet cunts grinding, juices splashing, while watching him. Devon watched too, his cock twitching harder.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of exquisite torment, his body slick with sweat and spit, edges teased but not crossed, the schoolgirl pulled back slightly, her eyes dark and glazed with unbridled want, pupils blown wide.

She turned gracefully, almost dancing, moving to the massive four-poster bed draped in red silk sheets that shimmered like blood, laying back on it with deliberate slowness, her body arching as she settled.

Her legs spread wide, thighs quivering with anticipation, muscles trembling, her tiny skirt hiked up fully now to expose her completely—pussy pink and swollen from arousal, lips parted and dripping with need, clear juices running down to her ass crack, her clit peeking out hard like a little pink pearl, throbbing visibly, begging for a tongue or cock to touch it.

"Fuck me now," she begged, her voice breaking with desperation, cracking on the words, fingers reaching down to spread her lips wider, pulling them apart to show him the slick, inviting entrance, her hole winking a little, inner walls glistening pink and tight.

Devon stepped forward, away from the crowd but they followed, hands still touching, his cock hard and ready, veins throbbing like cables, pre-cum dripping in a steady string that swung with each step.

He positioned himself at her entrance, kneeling on the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight, the head of his cock brushing her wet folds soft at first, feeling the scorching heat radiating from her core, slick coating him instantly, about to push in and claim what was offered, to sink balls-deep into that tight, young pussy while the others watched and waited their turn.

But he teased her first, rubbing the head up and down her slit, bumping her clit, making her hips buck up, whining "Please, Dr. Devon, fuck my little pussy." He grinned, pushing just the tip in, feeling her stretch around him, hot and vice-tight, then pulling back, repeating, driving her crazy.

The women around the bed touched themselves, some climbing on to kiss her tits, suck her nipples, while others licked his back, urging him on.

Finally, with a growl, he thrust in deep, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth stroke, her pussy clenching around him like a fist