Power of Creation - Vol 4 Chapter 24

Always the gentlemen, I tackle the next butt by immediately falling to my knees. Not wanting to repeat Mal’s rough treatment, I decide the next girl will get the lick down first. Like with my last girl, I go for the fuck first, ask questions later approach, diving myself face-first into the honey patch of my mysterious harem member.

At this point, I truly show how much I love my harem as I unabashedly plunge my face in between her buttcheeks. With the illusion magic, I could never truly say for certain what I are getting into, but even if I plunge my nose into her butthole and my tongue into her snatch, that’s just a way of showing my love. I trust and crave the women of my harem so much, that there is nothing to hide and no reservation between me and her pussy.

Although I typically have dominated my women, putting them into submissive roles as they suck my cock or are desperately used like sex toys to meet my sexual satisfaction, I am not a man above licking pussies, playing with assholes, or getting on my knees to please my women. Although I quickly licked at Mal to get her moist enough to fuck, this time I take the initiative to position myself and lick that snatch from behind until it’s good and wet.

Medusa seems slightly surprised as I shake my face enthusiastically against that wet snatch, munching out of my girls’ lunchbox, my face smothered with asscheeks and so far into my girl that words like carpet muncher and brownnoser seem adequate descriptions. The woman on the menu today is definitely a bigger girl, with thick muscular buttocks of a warrior. My tongue didn’t have to taste her for long before I was convinced the snatch belonged to Kida. It could have also been Shivra’s cunt, but I don’t think it is.

The reason for this is simple. I have never anally violated Kida before. Shivra has been anally pounded a few times, and I must have loosened up her butthole quite a bit. Meanwhile, my nose is pressed against a pert, tight butthole right now and showed no sides of opening up for penetration. As far as taste, Kida is less sweet and saltier. Eating her pussy is like tasting a salty snack rather than Mal’s berries and cream. She has an alluring fragrance, musky but distinctly feminine. Her internal lubrication is thick and mucusy, not wet and watery like Sarah.

It was at this point a realization shot through I brain. I grab onto Kida’s muscular buttocks with one hand to keep myself from falling. Immediately lowering my head, a deep feeling of shame and embarrassment shoots through me. Whatever Medusa’s intentions with this game, after, I’ll need to properly thank her. She has helped I come to a realization.

“And… I called myself a god… and I can’t even answer this much…” I have failed all of my women.

I formed a harem of women. They are my lovers, my sex partners, and my family. However, in all that time, I only knew them so well. I had been so caught up on the “looks” of these women, that I rejected the chance to truly “know” them as women. What did Aura’s pussy taste like? I had tasted it before. In fact, if I were to find her pussy in this lineup I might snap my fingers and go, ‘aha, that’s the mother of my child’… however, do I really ‘know’ it.

This game, even without cheating, should have never been a challenge. Even touching these women was a cheat. I have the abilities of a god, yet I can’t tell each pussy with a single sniff? I should know the taste of every woman! With my other senses restricted, it was only now that I found out Mal’s pussy is sweet, and Kida’s pussy is salty? If I had enjoyed both pussy’s together I have the perfect sweet-n-salty snack all along! It was inexcusable that I had neglected these details!

I work my way back up to my feet, giving Kida’s backside a reassuring squeeze and pat. I mentally give Kida a silent apology. I have responsibilities. I need to know what every pussy tastes like.

“So, she doesn’t pas-“ Medusa starts to comment as she sees me move away from Kida, only to stop dead when she sees the fiery look in my eyes. “Um… my beloved, are you okay…”

“I must determine what the pussies all taste like!”

“Eh? What? You can? They are all right he-“

“And I will start by tasting you!”

“Oh, my!”

Before Medusa can resist, I push her down, ripping off her clothing, she tries to defend herself for a brief moment, but soon her tattered panties are roughly discarded. I look down at her private pink slit. While it’s not small and tight like Mal’s, it’s cute and slightly engorged from arousal. She is quite wet and I had even noticed that the panties I had ripped off were darkened with wet stains. Medusa has been suffering in silence, watching me fuck other women while she could only watch and fantasize.

This is a pussy that birthed dozens of children. Would it taste different from the virgin pussies I am used to? I don’t know. Clearly unprepared for my aggressive attacks, Medusa seems to lose all resistance; her teasing, mature, dominant demeanor is ripped away like her panties. All she can do is let out a cute little moan as I plow face-first into this snake’s furry patch. Let the feast begin!