NTR MILF: I Was Summoned by Thirsty MILFs to Breed Them-Chapter 12: Midnight Cravings

The royal guest longhouse stood quiet under the moon, its walls wrapped in soft torchlight and silence. Inside, the massive bed of piled furs looked like a small mountain of white.

Lilia, Nyx, Serena, and Alicia lay tangled together in exhausted sleep, their glowing bellies rising and falling in perfect rhythm, soft snores mixing with the crackle of the hearth.

Alex had finally let his eyes close, every muscle aching from the day’s endless work. He was drifting into the first real sleep he’d had in days when a soft knock came at the thick wooden door. Then another, sharper, more desperate.

He groaned, rolled off the furs, and padded naked across the warm floorboards. When he cracked the door, cool night air rushed in.

Asha stood on the threshold wrapped only in a thin wool blanket, red hair spilling wild over her shoulders, nipples stiff against the fabric, eyes shining with hunger.

Behind her, Torren—her tall, broad-shouldered husband—held her elbow like he could still stop her.

"She shouldn’t be here," Torren said, voice low and broken. "I told her no more tonight."

Asha pulled free and stepped forward, letting the blanket slip just enough to show one glowing breast. "I’m still empty inside," she whispered, staring at Alex’s cock as it began to rise. "My body is on fire. I need you again. Now."

Torren tried one last time. "Asha, please—"

Alex reached out, cupped Asha’s heavy breast right in front of her husband, and squeezed until milk beaded at the nipple. He dragged her forward and kissed her deep and filthy, tongue sliding in, swallowing her moan. Torren made a strangled sound and let go of her arm completely.

Alex broke the kiss just long enough to look the man in the eye. "Go home, Torren. Your wife needs something you can’t give her anymore. Stand outside if you want to listen."

He shut the door in Torren’s stunned face and latched it.

Asha dropped the blanket instantly. Moonlight painted her glowing belly and the slick shine already running down her thighs.

Before Alex could speak, three light taps sounded at the door again.

He opened it a crack. Kira slipped inside like smoke, completely naked, black hair wild, green eyes bright. She grinned at Asha and licked her lips.

"I felt her leave the hut," Kira purred. "My husband tried to chain the door. I climbed out the window."

Alex closed the door and leaned back against it, cock now fully hard and throbbing. Two beautiful tribal girls stood in front of him, breathing fast, bellies glowing from earlier loads but clearly starving for more.

Asha stepped first. She pushed Alex gently toward the furs, voice shaking with need. "I watched my mother take you in front of everyone... and I still wasn’t full."

Kira circled behind him, pressing her tits to his back. "I want everything she got tonight. And more."

Alex let them guide him down onto the thick furs. Asha straddled his face without asking, lowering her dripping pussy onto his mouth. Kira sank straight down on his cock in one smooth drop, groaning loud enough that the sleeping women stirred but didn’t wake.

He ate Asha slow and deep, tongue circling her clit while she rocked against his face. Kira rode him reverse cowgirl, ass bouncing, hands braced on his thighs, taking every inch like she was born for it.

They switched without words. Kira lay on her back, legs spread wide. Asha climbed on top of her, facing the same way, pussy rubbing Kira’s as Alex slid into Asha first, then pulled out and pushed into Kira, alternating slow and deep.

The girls kissed each other above him, moaning into mouths, hands squeezing glowing breasts. Alex kept the rhythm lazy and filthy, letting them grind together, letting them feel every inch switch between them.

Asha looked back over her shoulder, voice wrecked. "I want it in my ass this time. Please."

Kira’s eyes lit up. "Me too. Both of us."

Alex pulled out, cock shining with both of them. He had Asha lie on her side, Kira spooned tight behind her, legs lifted high. He pressed into Asha’s ass slow, watching her eyes roll back, then pulled out and slid into Kira’s tight ring, back and forth, stretching them both open inch by inch.

They whimpered and clutched each other, bodies trembling. He took his time, slow strokes, letting them adjust, letting them beg.

When they were both loose and dripping, he laid Kira on her back again. Asha climbed on top, belly to belly, ass up. Alex stood over them and pushed into Asha’s pussy first, then Kira’s ass beneath her, sandwiching them together, fucking one then the other in long, deep strokes while they kissed and cried into each other’s mouths.

Hours blurred. He filled Asha’s pussy again, watching fresh cum leak down onto Kira’s clit. Then he switched and flooded Kira’s ass until it overflowed and ran warm over both of them.

Finally he had them both on their knees, mouths open, tongues out. He stroked himself slow and came across their faces and glowing bellies in thick ropes that caught the moonlight.

Asha and Kira collapsed together on the furs, arms and legs tangled, cum dripping from every hole, bodies shaking with aftershocks.

Alex dropped beside them, chest heaving, cock finally, truly spent.

Asha nuzzled his neck, voice hoarse. "Thank you... I can sleep now."

Kira licked a stray drop from his chest and smiled. "Tomorrow night we bring two more friends."

Alex just laughed, too tired to argue. Outside, Torren was still sitting against the wall, head in his hands, listening to everything.

The moon moved slow across the sky. And the guest longhouse stayed warm until dawn.