Hotel Chaldea Ep. Ereshkigal & Ishtar 2

It felt like a relief to finally get to Ritsuka's office at the appointed time and to find her there.

You passed your children to their mothers, both of them asleep after what felt like an eternity of incessant crying while their mothers took care of urgent business, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Loving them was one thing, but everyone needed breaks, even the most stalwart and patient of parents! At least you made sure they were changed and fed, you played with them as best as you could, and handed them back well and truly tired out.

"I feel bad," Ritsuka said, as she settled.

"Me too," Mashu admitted. "But that's why we prepared that thing right?"

"Yeah," Ritsuka agreed. "We can't really- you know," she lifted little Haku a little to lay her a little more comfortably against her arm.

"But we found someone who could, you know," Mashu said, adjusting her grip on little Romani and helping her son better rest against her pillowy chest.

"I'm not following," you said to them.

Ritsuka gestured with her head towards her desk, and you moved towards it. On it, there was a tablet, screen side down. You grabbed it, well familiar with it by now, and hummed. "An experimental course?" you asked.

"Yes. I hope you'll forgive my presumption in recommending you to test it out," Mashu said with a bright smile.

"I agreed with her," Ritsuka said.

You opened the experimental course and looked at the two women involved. "Don't these two hate each other?" you asked.

"You know what they say, from love to hate there's only one step," Ritsuka said with a giggle.

"The, uhm," Mashu cleared her throat, "Shuten said that the effect of the mist would be made even stronger by their shared antipathy towards one another," she explained.

"I see," you hummed.

"Oh! And they agreed to all the necessary releases," Ritsuka said, lifting a finger from the hand not occupied with holding onto her baby. "So feel free to be as rough as you want with them. I'll take care of comforting them later!"

Mashu got close to you, whispering in your ear. "It's a whole thing - please be rough with them," Mashu explained.

You nodded. "Alright then, I'll take care of this," you said, and what you meant was not the experiment, as amusement filled you within and anticipation for what you were about to experience kicked in. These two were a rather wonderfully lewd duo, and you hadn't experienced both of them in quite a while. Off the top of your head, you remembered them in sexy maid outfits, trying to outdo each other in lewd services... 

Before you left, you gave a big kiss each to the mothers of your children, squeezed their butts, and promised fun sometime later down the line, and then you left, a pep in your step as you thought about what you could do. Getting rough with servants wasn't really your standard modus operandi, but there was just something about these two that awakened an inner bully...

And after entirely too long of a trip, you arrived at the correct room. Already you could feel the haze and that was accounting for the magitech bullshit that Chaldea was fond of that could even make it seem like a simple autodoor was a portal to another world. 

You put your hand on it, it chimed, and let you in, and if you thought the potency was strong before, it became many times stronger the moment you stepped into the room, the door sealing behind you.

The entirety of the floor was covered in thick furry carpet, and as you stepped into your room, your clothes disappeared. Strange, but not unheard of. The center of the room was dominated by a surprisingly small table, a construction of gold and glass and jewels, rounded and covered in designs of intricate patterns in gold. Seated on either side of it, from the entrance, were the twin goddesses, halves of the singular whole that was Inanna.

To your left, the brighter twin, Ereshkigal. Bright blonde hair, ruby red eyes, red ribbons holding up pigtails on either side of her head, a black tiara with spiky designs, a black, lace collar with a golden skull attached to a buckle, and not a single article of clothing more.

To your right, the darker twin, Ishtar. Hair as dark as the night, ruby red eyes, black ribbons holding up pigtails on either side of her head, a black spiky tiara with golden accents, and a jeweled collar with a red gem serving as the centerpiece, and nothing else on.

Their bodies, from the neck and under, were entirely, totally and utterly exposed. Between them was a singular incense stick in an incense burner, some of it looking burned, and based on the amount of ash on the little tray directly under the stick, you guessed it'd burned about a quarter of the way down.

Each of them had a hand up on the table, holding onto a sake saucer, and behind the incense burner was a blue jug, though it was almost completely full. You guessed they hadn't actually drank at all, they were just posturing in front of one another.

Their faces were flushed, thoroughly, and it was spreading along their bodies. Identical down to the last detail except but for one thing - the wisps of pubic hair that both of them had, which you could only see thanks to your enhanced eyesight. Ishtar's were an extremely dark brown color that matched the top of her head, Ereshkigal's were a light shade of gold, nearly the same as the hair on her head but not quite.

As they turned to face you, their chests moved, and you could see identical pairs of pink nipples tipping breasts that looked just about perfect for their chests, the human body they both had chosen was that of an exceedingly beautiful Asian woman, to the point both of them admitted that their divine presence had barely modified that woman at all.

But that was not in the least relevant to you. Your nose wrinkled. The incredibly potent scent of the alcohol in the air was becoming stronger by the minute, as the sake they had served each other began to let out a pink mist with fuzzy edges that seemed to split the light into its many components as it passed through, producing miniature rainbows all over the place.

Both of their noses wrinkled as the mist spread through the room, the cork from the sake jug popping out as even more of it flowed out. This was it. Now that you were present, the mist was becoming active. 

The two goddesses were not new to performing lewd and sensual acts with each other, for another's pleasure. You knew this because you had literally seen how popular the option to have a threesome with them was. However, you didn't need to spend every waking moment with them to realize that this worked because they had such a heavy conflict that watching them be forced to kiss each other for your pleasure could be such a huge turn on.

Perhaps it was because they were simply two halves of a single individual that no matter what, they could never truly look at each other without fighting... or perhaps it was just that they saw too much of themselves in each other. Magnets of the same polarity would repel each other, after all.

Whatever it all meant, the moment that powerful mist coursed through their bodies, the flush on their faces became even stronger, their faces became lewd masks of degeneracy and perversion, and they looked at each other, perhaps for the first time since one became two, not with hatred in their eyes, but instead, with hunger.

Maybe they weren't even capable of seeing the other for who she was, and saw only the body of the mortal woman they were borrowing.

It didn't matter though, because their lips were mashing, their tits were pressing against one another, and they were hugging like their lives depended on it. Ishtar's leg went between Ereshkigal's thighs, and Ereshkigal did much the same, and the two began to rub their thighs against the other's cunt, at the same time as they tried to rub their cunts on the other's thigh. 

Their hands immediately went for each other's asses, immediately kneading and massaging and playing with the magnificently vulnerable looking behind that they were both blessed with. The mist was affecting you as well, though clearly not as strongly.

Their kiss broke with a mighty and powerful 'mwah' as they looked deeply into each other's eyes, then turned to you as you began to step towards them. 

You didn't know how you came to the conclusion, as the heat surged from deep within, spreading all around your body and concentrating on your painfully hard cock, but you made the choice nonetheless. as the lesbian hug and kiss of the goddesses was broken up when you grabbed Ishtar by her slim shoulders and pushed her down onto the table. Despite the impact, the incense burner didn't even move, and the table had more than enough space for you to press Ishtar's face down against the cool glass, bending her in a right angle, showing off the curve of her back and ass. The sight of her breasts, squished against the glass, would've been a wonderful one, you could imagine her nipples trying desperately to retain their shape, stiff little pebbles that they were, pink little gemstones even, you thought with a perverse chuckle.

You grabbed Ereshkigal by the arm and forced her down to her other half's ass, and the perverted freak of a goddess understood immediately, grabbing those pale globes and spreading them, revealing Ishtar's anus, which was tightly puckered but trembling in anticipation, almost as if it was winking at you, to tempt you into action.

Hurrying her along, you pushed Ereshkigal to move faster with your hand, forcing her face between Ishtar's cheeks, the golden haired goddess slipping her tongue out, licking at the anal rim for a few moments, before Ishtar's defenseless anus ate up her tongue, the blonde's face moving so she could get her tongue deeper in, at the same time as her fingers began to play with Ishtar's tight cunt, collecting the overflowing honey of the goddess of fertility and war.

You stroked yourself, just behind Ereshkigal, grabbing a handful of her divine hair, its soft and silky texture and the sheer dirty appeal of the act giving you intense pleasure as you masturbated to the sight of two nigh identical women engaging in such a debauched act, the sound of Ereshkigal's desperate anal service coming loud and clear into your ears alongside the pounding of your own heart, the way it sounded, the blonde was getting off even harder than Ishtar, breath coming in heavily as she tongued, licked, savoured and devoured an ass that might as well be the same as hers.

Not wanting to wait anymore, you pulled Ereshkigal off, roughly, revealing just how wet, sumptuous and sloppy the job she had done actually was, what a disgusting little whore of a goddess, eating her other half's ass like a cake.

Ishtar let out a pathetic whine of loss, and you felt your lips curl as amusement coursed through you. You would deal with that swiftly, putting your cock against her well lubricated anus, which required little more than some encouragement, and then pushing in hard, the table rattling as you immediately sheathed yourself to the hilt, the slap of skin on skin followed by rhythmic clapping as your entire mind was possessed by the insane and intense pleasure that was Ishtar's tight anal passage.

Heat assaulted you from all ends, and Ereshkigal crawling between your legs to begin licking at your balls, pathetically clinging to your thigh as you anally rammed the slutty whore screaming obscenities in a language you couldn't understand between bouts of crying, desperate moaning and what you could only assume was her begging for more, especially as you planted your feet on the carpet, dug your fingers into the skin and flesh of Ishtar's supple thighs, and began to lay into her furiously, doing her the way she was meant to be done, fucking her royally, thoroughly and violently.

Her cries were combined pain and pleasure, and though you felt the lack of a tongue on your balls, you soon saw why, as Ereshkigal moved in front of Ishtar.

It was the dark haired goddess' turn to eat out her other half, and Ereshkigal had no need of vaginal service, you were right, as you saw Ereshkigal turn around and spread her asscheeks wide for Ishtar, the golden haired  goddess had clearly cum all over her own thighs, rivers of fluid pouring down her legs.

Ishtar, tears rolling down her cheek from sheer bliss and pleasure, instantly dove into the queen of the underworld's ass, and you were forced to revise your description, that was a true Asspussy, just like Ishtar's.

A hole made for sex that tried to crush you and clung to you and sucked you in and didn't want to let you go, not even for one moment, as you worked yourself up until the point where your entire body was protesting, every muscle tensed and the internal strands of your self control frayed to the limit...

And then Ishtar's ass suddenly tightened all at the same time, and the sheer pressure of the membranes of her anus and the tight rectum crushing you all over immediately made you cum inside her, though it was so unbelievably fucking tight that for a moment your first spurt of cum was caught unable to progress, only for the second, even stronger, bigger and more potent spurt to come with a vengeance, snowballing as your body squeezed out the semen into that ridiculously greedy and tight anus, sticky white dick milk pouring into Ishtar's bowels, maybe even filling her stomach, from the wrong direction.

You pulled out, and your cock, covered in the remnants of sweat, cum and Ishtar's fluids, especially around the base of your cock, your balls and thighs, all covered with Ishtar's pussy juice from the mind shattering orgasm you hadn't even noticed, almost flopped out. She had sucked you out so hard it almost felt like she took a part of your very soul...

But though your erection flagged for that solitary moment, it would soon recover, because the twin goddesses would move, Ishtar rolling off of the table, and Ereshkigal taking her place, offering up her anus to you. Wet and sloppy, just as you liked it.

Ishtar wobbled a bit, and you helped her get into place, forcibly moving her behind you, and, with a bit of force and a bit of insistence, you got her into place, as she dove below your legs, clinging onto you from behind, taking your balls into her mouth, sucking, slurping, kissing and licking them.

Not a moment later, you pushed your cock into Ereshkigal's ass. So identical, and at the same time, so different. Physically the same, but Ereshkigal was gentler, less demanding and more apt to receive, rather than desperate to take.

Not that it made any difference.

Your hands gripped her just as forcefully, and then you laid into her as magnificently as you did Ishtar, the resounding slap of skin on skin filling the room once more, added to the screams of pleasure of the blonde, and now even Ishtar's devoted ballsucking was pushing you further.

With your hypersensitive dick after orgasm and two goddesses working you over, it was a struggle, they renewed their efforts and increased the pleasure, so you did the same, adding a squeeze or two and a light spank that left the marks of your fingers on Ereshkigal's pale skin, forcibly fucking the queen of the underworld's ass, sawing in and out, no matter how much it wanted you to stay in, how much it tried to coax you to sheathe and release.

You wouldn't yield, and instead, fucked the blonde to a mindshattering orgasm just as you had the other half of the Sumerian goddess.

With a guttural roar that came from deep within your chest, you released, the power of your ejaculation seeming to drain all your energy as you poured even more sticky cream into Ereshkigal's bowels than you had into Ishtar.

You panted and pulled back, feeling yourself leave the tight confines of Ereshkigal's anus, and pulling your balls out of Ishtar's mouth.

You wiped at your mouth with the back of your hand, and sat on the ground, spreading your legs, and watching as the twin goddesses crawled towards your cock.

Testament to the sheer power of the "Love Love Alcoholic Mist" as the course had been named, they didn't even fight each other, instead, moving together, and then working on a mutually beneficial blowjob rhythm, servicing you with care and affection and not even caring about touching each other.

It was nice.

But what would be even nicer would be the moment the effect wore out and they realized what they did while under the influence.

Luckily by then, you were more than ready to go, and for all their bluster and anger and whatever they may say, neither was willing to keep fighting when you grabbed them by the anus. Too bad it wasn't a move that was feasible to use in just about any other situation, but as long as you could, you would enjoy it...