The Omnistore System

Kevin's face displayed a contemplative look, even though both women in the room were now sporting rosy cheeks. Samira's blush was attributed to her ongoing intimate activity with his large member in her mouth, while Lorelie's was due to Kevin's rather hands-on approach to her breasts.

After a brief pause, Kevin decided to broach the topic. "So, if I understand correctly, you need my yang qi, which means we'd have to have sex for your cultivation, right?"

Lorelie nodded in agreement, reiterating what she had shared earlier. "Cause my yang qi is the most compatible for you and quite stronger then other guys' yang qi, which doesn't quite cut it for you, except for your late husband, am I right?" Kevin asked again.

Lorelie nodded once more, allowing Kevin to continue playing with her breasts without reservation. As Kevin appeared deep in thought, she looked at him with a hopeful expression and asked, "So, will you help me, then?"

Without any hesitation, Kevin readily agreed, saying, "Of course, I'll help you."

Meanwhile, Samira continued to listen to their conversation. She couldn't help but feel somewhat humiliated as they seemed to disregard her while she was giving Kevin a blowjob. It felt like they were treating her as a mere tool, focusing on her task, which made her feel somewhat insignificant. Her feelings of humiliation grew in tandem with her pleasure, but she didn't stop what she was doing and continued to ride Kevin's penis with her mouth.

Kevin, pausing for a moment, went on, "But there are two conditions. First, you're sticking with only me, even if it's a do-or-die situation. And second, I get to check out that cultivation technique of yours. You did mention it's sky-grade, right?"

Lorelie didn't reply immediately; she seemed to be deep in thought. Kevin then reassured her, "Don't feel like you need to answer right now. Let's just enjoy the moment for now, and you can mull it over later."

Kevin then pulled down her dress collar and bra, revealing her beautifully rounded breasts. The mounds of flesh were a captivating sight, with their reddish-colored nipples standing erect. The translucent hue of her skin added an artistic touch to the scene. 

This took Lorelie by surprise, but she didn't voice her thoughts. Instead, as she looked at Kevin's penis being expertly massaged by Samira's throat, she decided, 'Yeah, I can think about it later... Let's dive in first.'

Lorelie was far from a virgin or someone with vanilla preferences; she had considerable experience in such matters. Her slight embarrassment stemmed from the fact that this time she would be engaging in front of another person, something she had never done before, like having a threesome.

With one breast exposed and Kevin's hand playfully fondling it, Lorelie decided to cast her reservations aside. She leaned in closer, wrapping her arm around his waist, while her other hand found its place on his chest, exploring the hard muscles underneath. As their lips met, Kevin squeezed her breasts a bit more, while his other hand encouraged Samira to move her head more fast.

Samira couldn't help but think, 'They're kissing, what about me? I want to kiss too.' The desire to explore Kevin's mouth was there, but her stronger desire was to pleasure Kevin's member, so she continued her oral attention. Meanwhile, her arousal was evident as her vagina began to release more fluids, with some trickling down from her purple-tinted bush. It glistened and looked incredibly ready for action.

As Kevin began moving his hips more intensely, Samira lowered her hand from his thighs and began to touch herself, her fingers working in rhythm with her head, matching Kevin's thrusts.

Kevin parted his lips from Lorelie's and smiled, giving her a simple instruction. "Grab her hair for me." He gestured toward Samira's hair, which he was holding to guide her head.

Lorelie hesitated momentarily, but seeing that Samira didn't object and continued her actions, she reached out and took hold of Samira's hair. She sat down with Samira, her breasts fully exposed now, and the mingling scents of Samira's saliva and Kevin's fluids wafted into her nose, creating a mix of disgust and arousal in her.

"Now, move her head, and don't stop until I say so," Kevin instructed, leaning back and watching intently. Lorelie, feeling the pressure of the moment, took a deep breath and gripped Samira's hair a bit tighter. She began to move Samira's head rhythmically, like a onahole. 

Samira found herself in an undeniably degrading situation as her head was utilized like a sex toy, a mere object for the pleasure of Kevin and Lorelie. She couldn't help but feel humiliated by the way her body was being used, reduced to a mere vessel for their desires. The thought that her throat was being employed like some kind of vulgar sleeve for Kevin's arousal was not lost on her.

Despite her inner turmoil and the feelings of humiliation that welled up within her, she couldn't find the willpower to put an end to it. Instead, an entirely unexpected reaction coursed through her body. Her throat constricted, much like her vaginal walls would just before an orgasm. This tightening sensation enveloped Kevin's member, which responded with evident rigidity and intensity. Its veins bulged out, hard as rock, and scraped against the sensitive skin within Samira's throat.

In this disconcerting mix of sensations and emotions, Samira's body was betraying her. As her throat gripped and clung to Kevin's arousal, her humiliation mingled with an unexpected surge of arousal that couldn't be ignored. Her body was responding, enjoying the illicit and perverse nature of the act even as her mind fought against it. It was as though her very being had become a battleground for conflicting desires, a struggle she wasn't sure how to resolve.

'Yeah, I can think about this after I've orgasmed, right? They can use my throat as much as they want. I can scold them later for treating my throat like a mere onahole, like some vulgar toy. Ah, my throat... it's become a vulgar onahole. Ah, it's like a living onahole, they are using me onahole....ah ahh my throat pussy.....' Samira's thoughts were in turmoil, as the lines between her resistance and her own emerging desires became increasingly blurred. 

Amidst the intense experience, Samira's perspective started to shift. Originally, her mind was clouded with humiliation and resistance, vowing to address the situation later and scold them for using her throat as a mere onahole, a debasing and vulgar thing. However, as the sensations intensified, her thought process underwent a subtle transformation.

In the midst of mounting pleasure and arousal, she began to reframe her perspective. She told herself that she could deal with her concerns later, once this electrifying experience had concluded. Her throat, which was being used in ways she had never previously imagined, suddenly took on a different role. It became more like a specialized tool, designed to bring pleasure to generously endowed partners.

Kevin, Lorelie, and Samira were lost in this complex whirlwind of sensations and emotions. Samira's throat, now functioning like a tool of pleasure, was at the center of this intense experience. Kevin leaned back, his gaze locked on the explicit scene unfolding before him. Lorelie, holding Samira's hair as she moved her head, found herself consumed by the intensity of the moment. With a knowing look, Kevin said, "Keep going, both of you."

This encouraged Lorelie even further, and with a wide smile of enjoyment on her face, she began to move Samira's head more rapidly. She had never imagined that something as simple as this could bring her such pleasure. As she watched Kevin's expression of delight and Samira's self-indulgent fingering, with the act of pleasuring Kevin's penis through her throat, Lorelie realized that she held a unique power over them.

In this moment, it didn't matter that this control had been granted to her by Kevin. What mattered was that she had it, and the thrill of it washed over her. 

She could control the pace, slowing down or increasing the speed at her whim. Lorelie realized she had the power to tease them both, and her dominant tendencies began to emerge. She decided to let them out as much as possible, fully aware that once Kevin was finished with Samira, he would likely ravage her. Even if she wanted to assert dominance with him, she knew she wouldn't be able to in the presence of Kevin's enormous member. 

Leaning closer to Samira's ear, driven by her desires, Lorelie wanted to say some truly explicit things to her. However, she first glanced at Kevin, who had a smile on his face and seemed slightly out of breath from the pleasure Samira's throat was providing, seeing he didn't stop her.

She leaned in and began licking Samira's ear, which took Samira by surprise. Yet, since she saw that Samira was allowing it to happen, she continued. Samira couldn't help but wonder, 'What is she doing?'

With her ear now being licked and her head controlled by Lorelie, Samira was at a loss for words. Lorelie whispered, "How do you like your head being used like a pussy toy?"

Samira had already come to regard her throat as a second vagina of her body, so she didn't initially think she would feel humiliated comparing it to her vagina. However, when she heard Lorelie's provocative words, she felt her throat tightening involuntarily, and a surge of pleasure building inside her vagina, ready to burst forth.

And in that moment, her entire body quivered, from her throat down to her core, and she released a fiery torrent of pleasure that gushed out of her in a powerful, intense surge....