Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

There was a loud creaking of cheap wood and the melodic sighs coming from the tent Lancelot was using, which caused most women to avoid it.

Many wondered who it was as they began morning training, but the question was answered when their Captain was absent from training.

"Nnnn.... more... Ikumi can still take more... Ha...."

In the dark room, the thick scent of male and female intercourse flooded with an intense aroma of sweet and sour flavours continuously filled the room as Ikumi's hips roughly slapped down against Lancelot's hips, her arms wrapped around his back as her long ears now dancing just like the other mutated girls.

Each slap of their hips caused Lancelot to grunt in pleasure before he filled Ikumi's small womb as her body shuddered, milking him for more, but Lancelot didn't mind. He felt her passionate love with each moment that passed.

He wanted to drown himself In her love while smothering her in his.

"Nnnn... it's hot... still so much! Only for Ikumi."

"Oh? What happened to the mature way of speaking."

"Haa... Ikumi did her best, so this much is fine!"

"Okay, okay, but I think we should continue later. Originally, we would have a little date after I finished my day at the academy."

"Nnnn.... but it's still..."

His hands wrapped around her perky ass, squeezing the soft cheeks, wet with her sweat from the evening of intense copulation, pushing her body up as she whimpered.

"Ikumi, I am an incubus; it will always get hard for a cute woman I love."

'It would get hard for any beautiful woman... If honest.'

But he didn't want to upset her, so he told her the sweet line in his heart instead.

"Mmmm... Ikumi loves Lancelot... So, she will wait till tonight."

"Good girl."

'Such a lewd girl... She had so much and wants more tonight. Hahaha, I guess the greedy Ikumi cannot vanish even if she matures and evolves.'

Placing a kiss on her lips, Lancelot enjoyed the softness as his hands rubbed her perky butt cheeks, giving her a soft slap before finally letting her up.

Her tight hole released him finally with a loud shlop as a stream of white leaked out, falling onto the stained sheets below them, causing Ikumi to pout adorably, causing Lancelot's desire to rise, but he endured.

The hare with her pristine white fur and lovely long ears hopped out of his tent, her face full of colour and hair shiny and luscious from her evening.

Many stared at Ikumi, noticing the difference, wondering what happened, but Lancelot smiled, leaning back against the wooden backrest, looking at his system panel to see the time.

"Still a little time before the first period."

"Fufu, I thought you would take longer. That girl will probably struggle walking when the night hits her in a few hours."

'Ah... your voice makes even the fantasy of angels and the divine seem inferior.'

Morgana's true voice sounded almost, causing Lancelot's crotch to rise for battle once more!

"Morgana... Don't surprise me like that!"

"Ho... you resisted my voice, interesting."

Her beautiful eyes glanced down to his rising dragon, licking her lips seductively as her dark purple hair danced in the wind, flowing behind her. She reached down, with her fair, creamy fingers wrapping around the veiny member.

"So, are we leaving for the academy after you wash up?"

Morgana's words were nonchalant as her hands moved slowly, wrapping, writhing, teasing and jerking, her wrists and fingers moving in ways that stimulated him in unbelievable ways with the same hand.

"Haa....what wonderfully skilled hands... I planned to. Why are you coming with me?"

"Fufu, I have things to do there. Besides, I am bored playing here all the time. Guinevere promised to take me to a beauty salon to make you speechless with my beauty."

'I am already...'

"That is something to expect..."

"Well, you began to throb inside my hand... do you want to see?" Morgana giggled lightly as her hands, now slick with fluid, moved rapidly, each finger moving independently like a monster devouring her prey.

She was like a goddess of temptation, causing Lancelot's mind to become fuzzy with lust, his body begging to be buried in her tight body.

"Hah... Morgana... I will explode."

"Oh my~ please, explode... shoot it! Ah... I can feel you directly, finally... It's so hard, thick and warm." Her smile widened as her fingers increased the pace, a wet, slimy sound echoing with Lancelot grunting as his desires shot into her soft, delicate palms with great force.

He could feel her touch stealing his vitality and essence, but the recovery almost kept up until he reached this point, and her palm started drinking him dry as Morgana began to pant, her tongue hanging out and a fierce golden light in her eyes.

"Ha... this taste... Lancelot, you are a feast! No wonder Ikumi couldn't leave your tent today... Haaa...."

Her breathing grew heavy as her thighs rubbed together, her pale skin flushed as she brought her palm to her lips, sucking and slurping, swallowing Lancelot's essence greedily, enjoying every single drop.

"Haaa... delicious..."

"Morgana, what are you doing?"

"Hmmm? Isn't it obvious?" She grinned, showing her pearly teeth as she finished the last drop, her lips and chin wet with drool as she licked them clean, standing up.

"I am preparing you for class! We need to hurry; otherwise, we'll miss the lesson. Guinevere is waiting outside for us."

"Now you have zero desires; you can focus on swordsmanship, summoning and learning fufu~ that Evaine will know you've slept around."

"Haa... Morgana, you're cruel."

"Oh my, why did you shoot more for me in one shot than you did for Ikumi in five? Fufu."

Lancelot shook his head, knowing that this demoness was sometimes worse than Ikumis, but he loved her anyway.

Standing up, he washed up and dressed, with Morgana offering her hand twice before they finally left Avalon together; hand in hand, they appeared in his apartment with Morgana in her human form; she looked a little Eastern with her raven hair and gentle eyes.

"How many times?"

Guinevere was standing in the living room wearing her uniform with a wry smile as she saw them emerge, a succubus wrapped around an incubus-like husband and wife.

"Fufu, do you want to know so you can masturbate, little Guin?"

Morgana seemed to grow closer to the girls in places Lancelot didn't know, as Guinevere didn't get angry but looked away with a red face before pouting.

"Hmph... stupid matchless cock!"

'Matchless cock?'

Lancelot felt conflicted as Morgana chuckled, walking over and hugging Guinevere, placing a small blue crystal in her pocket.

He was sure it was recording crystal but only saw a glimpse and wasn't sure, and his phone began to buzz when he wanted to ask.

"Hello, Lord Lancelot, it's Sebastian. I am waiting downstairs. Lady Sumika is already in the car."

"Ah, thanks, Sebastian. We are coming down."

Lancelot ended the call, seeing Morgana winking at Guinevere with red cheeks before releasing her, walking over, wrapping her arms around his, and rubbing her soft chest against his arm.

"Let's go? Little Guin, enjoy your video fufu~"

"Shut up..."

Lancelot didn't say anything, kissing Guinevere's forehead as she took his opposite arm as if to rival Morgnana before they headed out, meeting Sumika in the car, who greeted him politely.

Today, Lancelot felt relaxed, happy and content with such loving women around him.

'Evaine... I hope she doesn't get too angry.'

When they reached the bottom floor in the lift, Lancelot saw the two servants serving Sumika and Guinevere getting into a second, heavily armoured black car with Tiamat and Sumika's white-haired kitsune.

Sumika looked at them from inside the car but didn't seem angry or jealous; instead, she smiled and waved them over.

"Come, let's go, or we'll be late!"

"Coming!"

Lancelot waved back with a smile, entering the car, but Morgana kissed him briefly, sucking on his lower lips before heading towards the second car with Tiamat and Konoha.

"It's rude to take this car when the other summoned commanders are in that car; darling, don't miss me too much."

Lancelot watched Morgana's beautiful figure enter the other car before sitting between Sumika and Guinevere, who snuggled closer, resting their heads on his shoulders, filling him with a sense of peace and joy.

"Let's go, Sebastian."

"Yes, Sir!"

Today was another normal day at the academy.

Lancelot enjoyed the ride with Sumika, and Guinevere cuddled beside him, smelling their sweet fragrances until they reached the academy.

Evaine was waiting, seeming to be checking students and their belongings, but the moment she saw Lancelot with two women wrapped around him and another three beautiful monsters and commanders following...

It was clear she seemed a little angry to most women who saw her face.

Lancelot waved and smiled, trying to appease her, but Evaine walked over, tapping his chest angrily before rushing off with red cheeks.

"Student Lancelot, you were absent without notice, and now you parade here with so many beauties. What a great life you have as a troublemaker."

"Sorry, instructor, I had personal business and forgot to send the message..."

Lancelot apologised sincerely, feeling Evaine was a little different from usual, but the teacher sighed before waving him off, shaking her head, and walking away.

"What lies? I can practically see the sex appeal oozing from your damn body; I bet you have a great night of sex, right?"

Evaine smirked at him, her eyes glowing slightly as if they could see something other mortals and even Lancelot couldn't see. powered by mvle mpyr

'Instructor Evaine...?'

Lancelot watched her walk away, with Sumika sighing before patting his arm.

"Don't worry, Lancelot; Evaine isn't angry; she just feels lonely."

"Lonely?"

Sumika nodded,

"She just needs your dick, and her mood will improve."

Sumika said casually, causing Lancelot to stare at her as Guinevere laughed; Morgana smirked, Tiamat blushed, Konoha seemed confused, and the teachers passing by coughed awkwardly.

'Who made my cute Sumika so lewd and vulgar!?'