“Alright, all lay down,” John continued to command, once they had all calmed down a little bit. “Get all the way on the bed,” he specified further, when the girls simply dropped like Gnome had already. Quickly, not stopping in their self-pleasuring motions, they crawled the rest of the way on the mattress. “Spread your pussies, let me see where you want me.”

Technically, those were two commands, but these girls weren’t Lydia, so none of them rolled over to present their back entrance. Instead, John was treated to exactly the sight he wanted and more. Sylph to Gnome, the four elementals had their legs spread wide (including Undine who, for once, seemed entirely human in shape, when you ignored the beads of slime that rolled over her skin sometimes). Because the bed wasn’t particularly large, legs crossed with their neighbours’ as they put their delicate fingers on their puffed-up pussies and pulled the lips apart.

Three commands in quick succession, plus their sensitive state, was enough to push them to yet another orgasm. John watched gleefully as an orgasmic increase in flowing love juices created damp spots in the blanket under their wonderfully shaped bottoms. The pink, blue, red and pink (again) entrances to their folds he could now see were all glistening with those fluids.

‘So, they can orgasm from the commands themselves as well,’ John observed, although this only confirmed what the description had already told him. That was a nice side benefit, but he had just wanted them to get into position. He grabbed his cock and gave it a few pumps to spread the precum he had been leaking evenly over it. Not that he really thought there was any more need for lubrication. “Now, who is ready to give something else the first test round?” he asked with a grin.

The Mandala Sphere hovered an arm’s length away from him. With something as little as flipping a mental switch, its surface first broke up into the individual plates, then distorted into a humanoid shape that was then covered with a layer of arcane power that formed a perfect copy of him. Two Johns, naked and with their big cocks out, now stood in front of the bed, basically indistinguishable from each other.

“Me, me, me!” Sylph exclaimed. “I want to play with the new toy! Give me your dick, yes, yes, gimme that perfect copy of that dick! I would even take both at once, but Salamander is already glaring at me and I don’t want to be too mean right now. Everything okay, Sally? I swear I am not taking both dicks, slutty Sally!”

“I swear to mother fire, that you can still talk…” Salamander herself needed to gather her breath before she could continue, “…after all these… orgasms… fucking airhead.”

Controlling Jack was as easy as controlling his own body, as he was still John’s Extension. Just a second body he could use to increase his range. The question whether or not Jack would even feel pleasure during sex was still open, but given that he profited from John’s Perks, he didn’t doubt it.

John moved in parallel to his double, climbing over Gnome while the Extension climbed on top of Sylph. He experienced the very pleasant phenomenon of being looked up at by two incredibly attractive women, one gleefully anticipating, the other a bit more reserved, but unable to hide her own desire.

“Keep each other company until I get to you,” he told the fire and water spirit in the middle of the bed. Undine heeded this command a lot quicker, but both of them met for the initial kiss on equal terms regardless. It distracted John for a moment, seeing the two wrestling passionately. There was something about two big-breasted beautiful babes bringing their bare bodies against one another that was attractive without requiring an explanation.

Their kiss was heated from the start, tongues whirling over the sound of moaning. An initial spike of obedient pleasure followed by the indulgence of one another. Lips mingling, nipples rubbing together, hands exploring their hourglass curves, cunts grinding against soft and smooth but firm thighs. It was an intoxicating sight, especially from two perspectives.

However, so were Gnome and Sylph waiting for his attention. He looked towards the less curvy but no less feminine women under him. “Please,” Gnome begged in a silent voice, still keeping her pussy lips parted. “I want you, John, I want you so badly right now.”

There was absolutely no way to ignore a plea like that. Plus, he had done more than enough waiting now. He took her by the waist, his palms feeling the graceful shape of her hips under them, and aligned himself with her twitching hole. He moved the exact same way with his double, not for a lack of ability, but because his current lust was stifling his creativity. 50 more Libido and the past few days were finally getting to his head, now that he was just one thrust away from engaging in his favourite activity in this world.

“I love you, all of you,” he said before slowly moving forwards. It was beyond anything he had experienced before. The separation of his actual body and Jack blurred around the cock. No, it was better said it completely vanished. He felt like he was penetrating Gnome and Sylph at the same time. In all due technicality, he was, but he still hadn’t expected this.

The duality of Gnome’s unfathomably tight hole, equally gripping and easy to slide into, and Sylph’s internal storm, slowly ramping up in reaction to this first, slow thrust, was absolutely fantastic. John’s increased sensitivity caused his eyes to lose focus for a moment, partially rolling up his skull. Then he clenched his teeth and pulled himself back from the edge of orgasm. It was a stupid pride thing; he could come basically continuously, so whether he came quick or slow didn’t make a lot of difference. Regardless, even with the current circumstances, John refused to be a quick shot.

He clenched his lids closed and took a couple of strained breaths. He didn’t dare to move, at least not for the moment. He felt a soft touch on his cheek and opened his eyes again. Gnome smiled up to him. “Take it as slow as you want,” she assured him, her expression was genuine. Just being connected to him in this intimate manner appeared to be enough for her, at least for the moment.

John was happy to be appreciated in such a way, but he wanted more for her. He wanted her, and all of his girls really, to be a sweaty mess by the end of the night. He wanted them to feel absolute pleasure from the roughest fucks and sweetest caresses, only to cuddle up to him as they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

To distract himself, John glanced over to his double. He had half expected to find some irritation at the fact that there was ‘another man’ inside one of his girls. Being who he was, he didn’t want any other dicks anywhere close his girls. He accepted the Artificial Spirit’s equipment because he saw that as strap-ons that could feel. Same for Cumslut’s item form and (to a much lesser extent) the tentacles Siena and Undine could utilize. With a harem of his size, it was only natural that one dick wasn’t enough. Having some girls with replacement equipment, so to say, was the reasonable compromise.

John couldn’t see Jack as anything but the Extension that it was, however. Nothing more than the ability to be at two places at once. There was no second man there, just a second body, with one guiding will and identical appearances. Even his instincts recognized that there was no reason to be jealous of himself.

‘Alright, I can do this,’ he told himself, this little thought experiment having given him the time to calm down a little bit, and very slowly started to move with both bodies at once. It was intense, his cock was immensely sensitive right now. Every little movement was like taking a step in a dangerous dance next to a chasm. One moment of carelessness and he would drop. “God, you’re tight…” he groaned, having pulled back until his head was slowly becoming visible again. Glancing over to Sylph, he added, “And you’re just electrifying.”

The storm inside Sylph’s reacted to his tender movements with soft winds. John still had no idea how that even worked, how he could feel her pussy grip him and simultaneously feel the folds behave like solid wind. Given that he was fucking a magical energy being, he didn’t think too much about the science.

While exhaling, he sunk back into them. Inhale when he was all the way in. Exhale while he pulled back out. Repeat. Inhale. Exhale and he penetrated them. Gnome’s pussy was wet like mud, smooth like polished marble, but massaged him like flesh. He grabbed their hips stronger and thrusted quicker, harder.

It wasn’t that he was getting more used to the situation or miraculously calmed down. No, he knew that he could slip and fall into the chasm at any moment, so it was best to keep this short and simple. Sylph was clawing at the sheets, her green hair spread out like a silk carpet under her, moaning wildly as she blabbered something incoherent. Gnome was almost silent, partly hiding her red lips behind her left hand, while the right was rubbing her clit fervently. It was such a perverted little exposure and the shouts and squeals she did let out were wonderfully debauched.

Their breasts swayed before his eyes, their cunts clamped down and John felt Gnome orgasm first. Felt and saw it in her chest curving off the mattress. He clamped his teeth until his jaw hurt. ‘Not yet,’ he fought against quivering vibrations that enveloped his dick inside the soil elemental. Finally, just two more thrusts later, Sylph came as well. Even if she hadn’t, John wouldn’t have been able to hold back anymore, not with Gnome suddenly slinging her legs around his hips and pulling him deep inside, wanting to feel his seed inside her.

John’s world turned white as he came, only the centre of his vision being somewhat accurate. It was like looking down a long, dark tunnel, except everything was too bright around the edges. His cock tensed and semen shot out with such intensity, the first spurt alone seemed to never end. He filled up both Sylph and Gnome at the same time with the same, enormous load. The higher Libido had, of course, increased the volume of his orgasms again.

Framed by the tunnel of white. John could only see their faces with either vision. Both of their expressions contorted into raw ecstasy as another of John’s new Perks went into action. As elementals, they had always felt pleasure at the magically rich seed pumping into them. Now, however, that took a whole new dimension. Thick from the short celibacy, in a newfound quantity, John’s cum itself was now cause for orgasm and they both came. Hard. Sylph squirted all over John’s groin, messed up the sheets completely and otherwise just thrashed around under him in lustful waves. Gnome just shouted as her back arched up and down. Although one display was less wild than the other, they were both the perfect reward.

His field of view slowly returned as the spurts became weaker. His balls tightened for one last splurge of cum, then it was up to the milking pulses of his girls to wring the last few drops out. They returned to a state of normalcy, heavy breathing slowly reigned in and becoming a steady rhythm. Only interrupted by sighs and gasps of aftershocks, trembling through at random or whenever another drop of their summoner’s seed graced their insides.

John wanted more, needed more; he felt like a starving man who had finally taken a bite out of a loaf of bread. His primitive lust told him to just resume thrusting, but the connoisseur side of him won out and he grinned. “Rest for a moment,” he said, it was just a suggestion, but both Sylph and Gnome obeyed happily.

He pulled out and was immediately greeted by some of the semen spilling out. He came over 30 millilitres per orgasm now. Seeing his cum dribble out like that was equally satisfying and lightly irked the part of him that really, really wanted to breed. Not that he listened to that part or even could do so with the elementals.

After having seared the sight of the well-fucked and stuffed elementals into his memory, John moved onto the red and blue girls in the middle. “Fucking finally!” Salamander greeted him again with the exact same words, although her behaviour differed slightly. “I’m so hot right now, use your fat cock already and fill my hole, you stud.”

She and Undine were lying on their sides, breasts remaining pressed against each other. They had been making out seconds earlier, and had touched each other with fervour. Their hands were still around the other’s sex, and now they spread open one another. Legs already invitingly angled, they opened their fingers like scissors, giving a perfect view of their insides.

“We’re burning up,” Undine agreed, her melodic voice a medley of desire. “Please, Master, we need you. Never let us be days without your love again, I beg you.”

The plead did not pass without effect. John’s cock was still hard, but now it was just bursting with need for another round. “Hours are usually bad enough,” he agreed with a grin and moved in. He took one of Salamander’s legs over his right shoulder and mirrored this with Jack by taking one of Undine’s over his left. Holding on to their thighs, he straddled their other legs and got ready.

Where Sylph and Gnome had more balanced figures, Undine and Salamander were extreme. Their bodies were curvy, with chests that bordered on out-of-proportion that still had a wonderful firmness to them. He got to see one of each in their totality, as his grip slightly turned their bodies away from each other. They were still within kissing distance from one another. Their thighs were warm, thick, and soft to the touch, even as he dug into them with his hands and thrust forwards.

He was able to enjoy this penetration with less on his mind. Undine was more like Gnome and Salamander somewhat like Sylph with the elemental attributes of their insides yet different in so many ways. Undine’s pussy took the shape of his cock perfectly. Her amorphous nature allowed her to become a sleeve so perfect that it was an experience unlike anything else. There was also something else, something incredibly hot, about being able to see the penetration through her dark blue translucency. Where Sylph’s sex reacted to every thrust in an individual way, Salamander’s was like a slowly growing fire. Right now, being inside her was uneventful, a bit loose even. The moment he started to fuck her, though, that would change rapidly, until the inferno he fed would consume his stamina and he just wanted to keep fucking her until they both collapsed. He knew this perfectly.

He took the taste of both in and then started thrusting. Not equally, this time. Jack went for slow thrusts into Undine, while John didn’t wait for any niceties. “Yessssss,” Salamander hissed encouragingly, the very first thrust already shaking her entire body and making her massive breasts jiggle delightfully. As the fire inside her grew, so did the endflame elemental’s own enjoyment. “Mother fire, yessssss.” She clenched her teeth and grunted aggressively as John immediately went into hard and fast mode.

There was no need to be careful this time, he had just cum, he would last a while. Well, he wasn’t in constant danger of cumming suddenly, at least. Although the show he was given threatened to usurp that. Not only did Undine and Salamander rub each other’s clits with rapid movements. Not only did they scream his name. Not only did they resume kissing one another, but Sylph and Gnome also joined the scene and soon suckled on the jiggling breasts.

For Sylph, such behaviour was completely expected. “You are pretty bold,” John noted towards the soil elemental, who didn’t tend to take the initiative.

“It’s because I… I love you all!” Gnome exclaimed, blushing so much that even Salamander felt a bit embarrassed, despite none of this being a surprise. “So I want you to feel super, duper good… No… I didn’t just… say super-duper did I?”

“Oh, shut up, you adorable rock,” Salamander exclaimed, using one hand to pull the earth spirit towards her face, and soon the kissing went three ways. Then four, as Sylph invited herself to the mix, to the protest of nobody.

Four elementals kissed, two gasped softly from the soft touches coming their way, two shouted in absolute ecstasy as John redoubled his efforts, now fucking both of them with reckless abandon. “More!” Undine begged loudly, her crystal clear voice making the glass in the windows vibrate. “Give me more, fuck me harder, use me, Master!”

Words ceased as Undine’s mind expanded, washed around all of them and connected them on lust and lust alone. They were all separate entities still, just their pleasure, that they shared. The kisses became slow, sluggish, extended tongues whirling and messing each other’s faces up with dripping saliva. Gone were the soft gasps, Sylph and Gnome now moaning almost as loud as they had when he had fucked them directly.

Undine’s feelings reached him clearer than any words ever could. A slut, for him at this moment she was a total slut. A simple sleeve for his cock, a place where he could relieve himself. Just as long as he kept fucking her. Made her climax over and over again. Made her feel like her sanity was a far-fetched dream drowned in debauched dicking. Filled her up with his cum. Yes, his cum. She wanted to feel it burning hot inside. Now, later, forever, every waking moment, his seed, his orgasmic seed.

This mental clarity went in parallel to the absolute hell that was Salamander’s pussy. He felt like he was melting inside her. The heat made it difficult to keep any straight thought. It was simultaneously tight and without walls at all. Pressure flared around him like semi-solid flames, brushing by all his sensible spots several times a second and more intimate than simple vibrations ever could hope to achieve.

John lost track of time and reason, and he didn’t care anyway. There was just Undine’s begging thoughts, their linked lust, Salamander’s inferno and the slapping of his bodies against their groins and thighs. Wet sounds echoed, squelching along as he penetrated the cocksleeve of a slimegirl.

“John,” whimpered Gnome, as she feverishly fingered herself to the sight and shared senses.

“Jo-ahn-nnnnie,” Sylph slurred, half-kissing Undine, as she herself masturbated.

‘Maasssssteeeer, John, Master!’ the endless torrent of the water spirit’s begging continued.

“Jooooohn!” Salamander screamed as her toes curled and her whole body went rigid.

The Gamer himself felt as if something became taut then ripped, and suddenly he was cumming. All of them unified into a single, drawn-out scream as individual orgasms contributed to the greater whole. Eyes rolled up, tongues lolled out and bodies jerked around in the sort of ecstatic way that only a mind-shattering climax could provide. John’s balls tightened over and over again, pumping the immense amount of cum into yet another set of eager cunts. Undine’s voice drowned out everything else, the sheer quantity of seed inside her visible with every shot that she gathered in a womb-like cavity.

Eventually, after what felt like 3 minutes of subsiding, reigniting aftershocks and a slow, general decline, both Johns collapsed forwards and landed in pillowy breasts. “Okay… I’ll need a second…” he gasped and received no answers that weren’t strained breaths.

That was, until the door opened. “Do you wish to take a pause over a meal?” Aclysia’s voice tickled his ears with a pleasantly flirting tone. “We can continue serving you under the table, while you eat.” That was a very tempting offer that he fully intended on taking. Just after he was done lying on Salamander’s soft chest.