Maou Shoujo Magical Chaos

I gesture for Tahiri to come with me to my room. Aratio is nowhere to be seen, but I'm sure she'll join us if she can remember that tonight is the night I promised to play with her. If she can't, it'll be her loss.

Along the way, I push all thoughts of the war and other girls aside. There won't be anything or anybody else occupying my mind but the woman - or women - before me. Luckily, I talked it over with Nymphy earlier while on transit, and although she looked lonely, she showed understanding. A kiss restored her confidence that I'll keep my word eventually. But for tonight, neither she nor the other girls will disturb our time together.

As we enter my room together, we see that the lamp crystal is switched on, and Aratio is already floating around in the air. Unlike Tahiri, who usually does the same by sitting on a cloud as if it were a divan, the God of Whirlwinds is moving like a leaf in the breeze, spinning around an eccentric axis in slow-motion without a care in the world. When she notices us, her lips curl up into a smile.

"[Finally. I got tired of waiting and was about to leave again.]" She greets me by zooming close to my face in a gust of wind.

"[Don't be impatient, Aratio.]" Tahiri passes me by and pulls her daughter aside. "[I can assure you that she's worth the wait. She can go all night and not tire.]"

She's purposefully not keeping her voice down to a whisper, most likely signaling me that I should give my best. No matter how hard I tried hiding it, we were on the same airship for a while, so she overheard my playtime with Tokomaha and Aurelia often enough. Korenga certainly did too.

"[Nothing less than all night will satisfy me after making me wait for such a long time.]" Aratio replies with a pout.

"[Is that a challenge?]" I close the door behind me and grin at the two women standing in front of my bed while turning the key audibly. Then I pull it out of the keyhole and lift it for them to see before letting it sink into my hand demonstratively. "[Neither of you is getting out of here without thoroughly satisfying me - and getting satisfied by me.]"

Even though they both can turn into thin air and slip through the cracks of the door, both Tahiri and Aratio wear an expectant expression on their faces. The more mature mother licks her lips in anticipation, while the more childlike daughter appears aloof about it, even though her eyes are slightly anxious in anticipation.

I'll make sure to give them both what they want - and then some more.

Walking towards them, I undo the transformation of my clothes. The two goddesses do the same, as they were created through their powers just like mine. Unfortunately, neither of us will experience the joy of doing the undressing of each other.

They both look me up and down, enjoying the view of my naked form just as much as I enjoy seeing theirs. Both mother and daughter have beautiful white skin that defies natural colors.

"[I see in your eyes that you wanted to peel off our cover piece by piece.]" Tahiri teases me with a smile and beckons me over.

"[Don't worry, my mood won't get dampened by that. I have a lot of other covers to peel off of you.]" I really want to see the always perfectly composed God of Storm show a vulnerable expression as her back arches in pleasure. For that, I'll pull out all stops.

"[You can transform your body, right?]" Aratio's gaze shifts across my shapely mounds, down my carefully perfected waist and hips to my smooth nether region. I make sure to keep my physical form's standards as high as the ones I expect from others.

And I think these two before me are perfect.

"[Yes I can, into anything you can think of. Is there something specific that you would like?]" I lean in on her and lift her chin with an enticing smile.

"[How about a man with a giant-]" She starts, but I immediately stop her from saying more.

"[No, I won't do that. Anything but taking a male form.]" Now my mood has dropped a little. Was she only coming onto me because she saw that I could take on any form and become the man of her dreams?

"[Then how will we do it without a man's rod?]" But Aratio asks with an innocent expression. Does she really not know?

"[Oh, was that your concern?]" Tahiri puts an arm around her daughter's waist and pulls her in, before caressing her cheek softly. "[Let us teach you then.]"

I was about to respond that I can form one without changing my whole body into a male's, as I have done before, but I'll follow the mother's lead. It's quite an exciting experience, to see a parent tutor a child with a hands-on approach. This is the stuff of fantasies, and I'm right in the middle of it.

"[Sit down and relax.]" I put my hands on Aratio's shoulders and push her down onto the bed. Tahiri sits beside her and begins to massage her daughter's back. "[Unlike a man, who will only stick his thing in you and move his body for his own pleasure, women know what feels the best.]"

With these words, I kiss her on the forehead and then look into her eyes with an intense gaze. The aloof expression with the somewhat crazy eyes she normally has when floating around me has been replaced with one of anticipation and wonder. This must really be a first for her, and I bask in the thought of that.

"[Men will jump right to the action too unless they're really in love with you and want to spend the rest of their lives with you.]" Tahiri adds to my explanation with a whisper into Aratio's ear. I wouldn't know, I've never dated one before myself. What I do know about sex between a man and a woman only comes from textbooks and thin books after all.

"[I can make you feel good without even touching the area you always thought feels the best.]" With these words, I run a finger up her neck while using the other to massage her collarbone. "[It's all about technique.]"

Tahiri watches from the side, a warm expression on her face when she sees how gentle I am with her daughter. Even though I thought it was exciting earlier, I'm beginning to realize this situation. I'll be judged for every step I take from here on out; if I do something wrong to Aratio, her mother will not be pleased.

I bring my lips to hers and suck on them. She welcomes me with her tongue, finally finding something familiar; it seems that all her previous sexual encounters were limited to kissing and then jumping straight into the final act. My hands caressing her neck and shoulders are a completely new sensation for her.

Our tongues intertwine and separate, as her breath speeds up. My fingers begin to move downward, across the slopes of her small breasts and around their peaks in a teasing manner. Then I begin to massage and squeeze them from below while pushing my kiss onto her more.

Tahiri has moved behind Aratio now and is propping her up while holding her hands. I can feel the latter quivering from the sensation of my touch, and her body heats up from the waves of pleasure that assault her from three places at once.

Finally, we separate again, but I don't lose a single moment and begin to kiss her neck. My kneading hands come upon two perky points, and I begin to roll them between my thumbs and index fingers. Shaking from the sensation, Aratio lets out a hot breath and bites her lower lip.

My mouth reaches her mounds, and I begin to nibble on them. With my freed hand, I stroke her skin and describe circles on her stomach before moving lower toward her abdomen. But I'm not going for the sacred flower, as promised.

"[Help me out a bit.]" I whisper to Tahiri as I let go of Aratio's breasts and caress the inside of her thigh. The God of Storm immediately gets to work by bringing her hands around the front to massage her daughter's breasts while nibbling on her ear.

While her mother takes care of her upper body, I begin to lick around her belly button and teasingly draw circles around her crotch with one finger. Then I put two fingers a few inches above her most sensitive spot and begin to press down in a vibrating motion.

"[Ahh, what is that?]" Aratio's body jumps at the sensation, but Tahiri holds her down. I begin to seriously get to work, as I alternate my movements between small circles, thumping pressure, and rolling waves. Each elicits a different response, but the final result of suppressed moans is the same

While I increase the speed of the stimulations, I move up and kiss her again, coiling my tongue around hers and massaging her gums. When I notice the shivers running across her body growing stronger, I separate from her again so that she doesn't bite off my tongue, and give her the finishing touch by pressing my fingers deeper into the spot.

Moments later, she squirms, her back arches, and she shudders all over repeatedly, as continuous waves of ecstasy wash over her. After almost half a minute, she finally calms down and goes limp with tears in her eyes. Unexpectedly, she's the type to cry after a climax.

I shift my gaze to Tahiri as she lays her daughter down on the bed to let her rest. She returns my gaze and smiles at me, before coming towards me assertively. I meet her halfway, and we finally kiss. When I think about it, this has been a long time coming; her otherworldly beauty and wise but laid-back personality has always attracted me.

We separate and look into each other's eyes. Her rainbow irises are a little watery, as she licks her lips and caresses my cheek. It wasn't so long ago that I thought we'd never take this step because our relationship was more like that of good friends. But I'm glad we're doing it after all. This way, I can show her how much I value her.

Tahiri puts her arms around me, and we plop down onto the bed. Our breasts rub against each other, and she pulls my head in for a kiss again. My hands begin to explore her body just like it did with Aratio earlier, while our tongues perform a coiling dance, alternating between the insides of each other's mouths.

It seems that there's no top or bottom between us. She's running her hands across my body in the same fashion as I'm touching hers, displaying the skills she accumulated in her long life. Even though my body is only an adjusted template of a human's, she finds and triggers all my erogenous zones quickly. In fact, she's far more skilled than me and knows the exact amount of pressure needed to satisfy me.

"[How do you know about my body so well?]" I ask her between kisses and squeeze the erect tip of her mound. "[I haven't had this one for more than a few days.]"

"[It's all skill.]" She replies and kisses my neck. "[When you have lived as long as I have, you learn a lot of things.]"

"[How long have you been alive?]" This may be the most natural situation in which I can ask for her age. It doesn't really matter to me how old she is since she's essentially ageless as long as she believes herself to be that way.

"[I don't know. Let's just say I have seen humans going from the cradle to the grave so many times that I have stopped counting.]" Even though it sounds like a sensitive topic, and I realize that I shouldn't have asked, her mood doesn't seem to fade. Right after responding, she goes on to nibble on my ear.

I suppress a shudder at the sensation and begin an assault on her breasts. Her fingers run down my back and find my buttocks, squeezing them lightly once before moving back up a little again. She massages the base of my spine, and I feel a tingling sensation spread throughout my extremities.

"[You're always one step ahead of me, huh?]" Just like back then, when we were still fighting to kill each other every day, she gets the better of me time and time again. But I'll bide my time for now and strike when she least expects it.

"[Always.]" She lets go of my ear with her lips and whispers into it sweetly before suddenly reaching down between my thighs and sliding a finger across my slit. "[Already getting there, I see.]"

She's referring to the slight wetness that is leaking from me. After seeing Aratio climax earlier, I've been feeling restless myself, and do want to get to the real action soon. Tahiri's technique is incredible, but she has been skirting the most important places, including the one I stimulated in her daughter earlier.

I can't help but shiver in anticipation when she finally made the first move to get there. But against expectations, she pushes me up so that her face can reach my breasts. Sucking on their peaks while grabbing my butt with both her hands, she kneads them instead of going deeper.

"[Hey, I… ah.]" I want to protest that she stopped right before the best part and that in this position I can't do anything, but suppress a moan when she bites a little before employing her tongue. As I am right now, I'm getting one-sidedly attacked without any means to return the favor.

A little cheating is in order then. Turning my fingers into tentacles, I begin to move them across Tahiri's body individually. One of them finds an already overflowing spot between her thighs and I look down at her in surprise. She flinches at the sensation and stops to return my gaze, a slight blush developing on her cheeks. I certainly didn't expect her to feel embarrassed here.

Storing that image of her in my mind with a mental snapshot, I waste no time to turn this situation around; I take the opportunity to slide down and lock my lips with hers, and she squirms a little in surprise. Returning my tentacle fingers back to my normal ones, I slide them between her legs and begin to draw circles there with two fingers.

When we separate, I prepare to move down on her, but her body suddenly turns into mist.

"[No fair!]" I sit up from the bed and complain while looking around, but she uses that opening to materialize right behind me, with her legs clamped around my waist, one hand massaging a breast while the other slides down between my parted legs, and even nibbling on my neck and shoulder at the same time. She then begins to massage all the right places in just the right way so that my thoughts are blown apart like a small cloud in a strong gust.

I won't let myself get overtaken here!

My body loses all its features and reforms itself facing her without having moved an inch. With her legs around me and our bodies perfectly aligned, I'm in the prime position to do something only I'm capable of.

"[You wouldn't.]" Tahiri knows exactly what I have in mind and smiles at me, clearly anticipating it in excitement.

"[You won't run, right?]" I look into her eyes intently while forming an appendage between my legs that no woman should have. She doesn't reply and gazes down at herself as I place myself against her opening. She then puts her hands on my hips, giving me her answer.

But she does even more by pulling me in herself, causing my member to plunge all the way into her depths in one go. The sudden sensation elicits a moan from both of us, as I feel an electric shock run through my whole body as her folds envelop me.

"[I never had something like this before.]" Breathing hotly, Tahiri moves her lower body on her own, forcing me out and pulling me in again slowly. "[A woman with a manhood is incredibly exciting.]"

"[And as I said before, women know all the best spots.]" I push down on the God of Storm with my lower body, pressing my crotch against hers and causing that manhood to become completely buried inside her. At the same time, I bring a hand down and press it against the same place I stimulated in Aratio earlier.

The moment I begin, Tahiri's legs clamp down on my sides, and she shudders. Her expression makes it clear that she didn't expect that the combination of something inside her and the pressure from outside would have such an effect. She attempts to stop me by grabbing my hand, but I form a third arm and grab both her wrists to force them onto the bed.

Unable to think straight - and most likely not wanting to either - she doesn't turn into mist to escape and instead moans sweetly.

"[Surrender yourself to me.]" I whisper into her ear and form another hand, with which I seek the little nub slightly above where we're connected. Carefully peeling back the hood that covers it, I begin to rub it with my thumb.

Tahiri breathes in sharply and arches her back, allowing me to reposition myself slightly to penetrate her at a different angle - just right to stimulate her sweet-spot from the inside. With this three-pronged attack on her abdomen, I feel her internal undulations grow stronger with every second.

So I form a third pair of arms and use them to caress her breasts while extending my tongue to play with hers. The proud and aloof God of Storm melts under my touch as her voice can no longer be held back. She moans and then squeals openly when I begin to move my hips and grind her insides slowly.

But suddenly, I feel a pair of hands on my breasts that aren't Tahiri's. Letting go of her lips and turning around, I find that Aratio has awakened again. The erect tips of her mounds are pressing against my back while she twists mine between her fingers and nibbles on my ear.

"[That looks like fun.]" She whispers into it with a heated voice.

"[Wait for me, I'll be done here soon.]" I reply to her, and she pouts before removing her hands again.

Then I hear wet sounds in a rhythm different from the one I'm moving inside Tahiri at. It seems that she's doing it to herself because she can't wait. Her mother is already past the limit and convulsing repeatedly; I'm only keeping it up because her voice is so lovely to listen to. She won't have to wait long.

Good thing I reduced the sensation of my member so that I can hold out for longer without having to swap it out. While it's not a big problem to just reload by refreshing my transformation, the liquids that come out do create a mess. I prefer to delay my own climax as long as possible so that I can give more prolonged pleasure to my partner. It's one of my greatest turn-ons.

Increasing the pressure on the outside and the intensity of my movements inside, I drive Tahiri over the edge in the most intense orgasm yet. Her whole body jumps and as I pull out, a clear spray of liquid shoots out as if a plug has been removed. Waves of pleasure continue to wash over her, and she grips the sheets hard while shaking her head left and right.

"[Not enough...]" Aratio's face is flushed as she mutters this when I turn my head and see her hands buried between her legs. It seems she doesn't know the right way to do it, but after witnessing what I'm really capable of - as well as having experienced some of it herself - she won't be satisfied with just her own fingers anyway.

"[Let me help you.]" I separate from Tahiri and face her daughter, who twitches in surprise when she sees my six arms. But her gaze stops between my legs. It's still standing strong and pointing straight at her like a promise that it's going to ravage her next.

She doesn't say a word and lies back, inviting me in with outstretched arms. Her attitude now stands in stark contrast to her usual careless facade, and I feel something stir inside me. Taking hold of her hands with one pair of mine, I intertwine our fingers as a reassurance that I'll be gentle. With another pair, I caress her cheek and hold her face in place for a kiss. And the third pair aligns my member to her opening.

I rub along it, flicking across her little nub. Each time, she twitches and draws a hot breath, and a longing gaze fills her eyes. She's clearly ready.

Taking it slowly, I insert myself a little and go deeper at a gradual pace. Aratio's mouth opens the same way her lower one does for me, and she moans softly when our pubic mounds touch. I begin to caress her smooth white skin with four pairs of hands, for the time being savoring our deep connection without moving yet.

When she calms down from feeling my full size, I slowly pull out about halfway before pushing into her depths again. She shuts her mouth and groans at the sensation, but I force her lips open with my tongue. At the same time, I start to settle into a gradual rhythm that elicits a shudder on every thrust.

Suddenly, I feel a finger rub across my slit, which sits below my fake manhood. Tahiri must have gathered her wits again and is coming for revenge, as she inserts two fingers at just the right angle to stimulate the same spot I did in her from the outside earlier. It causes a shiver to run up my spine, and I feel a shock reach my brain.

But at this point, I only want to feel good as well, as I speed up my movements inside Aratio, while at the same time trying to grind myself on her mother's fingers stirring up my own insides. It seems I'm heading for a climax before her daughter will, so I lift the latter up and sit down on my bottom. This way, Tahiri can't reach me anymore.

As expected, it won't go so easily. She suddenly pulls me down on my back and brings her lips to mine. Meanwhile, Aratio is left sitting on top of me, perplexed at the change in positions. Then she lifts her bottom up and impales herself on me in one swift motion that sends another shock up my spine.

"[This is familiar ground.]" She licks her lips with a lascivious smile and begins to describe circles with her hips. Even with a lowered sensitivity, the sensations running all across my member are compounded by the deep kiss I'm sharing with Tahiri.

But then both mother and daughter, without any verbal agreement that I could hear, shift the gears at the exact same time. Tahiri separates from me before suddenly swinging one leg over my face and placing her opening right in front of my nose. The smell is overwhelming my senses, and I begin to lick her like a dog finding a treat.

Aratio has spun around on top of me and is beginning to ride me in a reverse sitting position while bringing a finger to my slit and awkwardly rubbing it. It seems she doesn't have a lot of experience, but the sentiment alone is enough to make up for her lack of skills, as the thought that she has the wish to make me feel good is like a drug in my mind.

As if to prove me wrong, she suddenly inserts two fingers the same way Tahiri did to me earlier. Even though she couldn't have seen it before, she knows exactly how to move, pressing against the same perfect spot repeatedly.

"[What's the matter? Your tongue has stopped.]" The goddess sitting on my face demands with a devious smile, when the sensations threaten to overwhelm me. Her words bring me back, and I feel the need to turn this situation around.

"[You asked for it.]" I separate from her to mutter before grabbing hold of her thighs with one pair of my arms, to keep her in place. She blinks in surprise but throws her head back in the next moment when I prolong my tongue and plunge it into her depths. Wriggling it in every direction erratically, I bring another hand around to rub against the erect little knob right in front of my eyes.

"[Oh my~]" She breathes and shivers all over, then grabs my head to make sure I don't let off.

At that time, Aratio seems to be nearing her own climax, as the movements of her hips are beginning to become frantic. But she loses her rhythm as her motor controls slip, so I take her hips with my third pair of arms and hold her up.

"[Huh? Why-]" Understandably, she wonders why I'd stop here, but then her voice only forms unintelligible noises as I start pumping my hips up and down from below. Her moans turn into screams as our bodies slam together, and my member grinds the walls of her insides.

All the while, I'm stirring up Tahiri so thoroughly that her voice has turned into a mess as well. Neither of them is trying to hold back their expressions of ecstasy, and I find that this might be the right time to let myself feel everything as well.

The moment I give full sensation to my member, an unbearable wave of pleasure overwhelms me. Aratio's voice takes on a new pitch when the movements of my hips become uncontrollable, and Tahiri shakes all over when my tongue speeds up and turns into something like a soft-bodied drill.

I know that having a simultaneous orgasm is like a double rainbow, and we're three people. The likelihood of a triple rainbow is even lower, but I'm aiming for that. Not like I really have to, as the mother and daughter pair have been experiencing climax after climax for a while now.

Without wasting another thought, I let go of my willpower and allow the tidal wave behind my mental dam burst out. Three places burst at the same time, as I feel something drain through my manhood and shoot inside Aratio. At the same time, warmth spreads across my abdomen, coming from inside her, and a flood of fluids spill into my mouth from where I'm connected with Tahiri.

The three of us shake in a climax like none before, and finally, we relax our bodies.

Lying there with both mother and daughter still on top of me, I let the whiteness fill my mind. But a thought creeps in that tells me this isn't over yet. In fact, I don't want this to be over yet.

"[That was incredible indeed.]" Tahiri is the first to speak up, as she slides off me and looks into my eyes with her rainbow irises. Her face is flushed, and her voice sounds a little unsteady, but I have no doubt that she's up for more.

"[I want... more...]" Aratio lifts herself off my softening member and looks over, speaking the words I would have said if neither of them had.

"[Of course. The night is still long.]" I undo the transformation of my additional appendages and return to my normal female appearance. Sitting up from the bed, I look at the two goddesses before me and smile. "[And I have many things I want to try out.]"

Their expectant expressions are enough to reinvigorate me on the spot even without having to refresh my body cells from the ground up. That's for when this human form completely runs out of stamina. Round two of many more is about to begin.