Mana Supply Saga Ch 03

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This story contains group blowjobs, oral cumshots, multiple orgasms, penetrative sex, creampies, and light sub-dom play.

This story is the third chapter in my "Mana Supply Saga" series. It is recommended that you start with the prologue, titled "Party in Need of a Mana Supply" if you want to experience the full scope of the adventure. A summary of necessary events is provided below for anyone who wants to jump in with chapter three.

***Layonne has agreed to travel with three magic users to the city of Dastrodil. He has been hired to assist them with their magical research by providing them with Mana in the form of semen. The Sorceresses have come up with a multitude of experiments designed to explore how much semen they can generate from him, as well as how potent his Mana can be. Previously, in a dazed dream-like state, Layonne ejaculated onto the remains of a Slime-Mother, called a core, which glowed and absorbed his semen. This story begins the morning after.*

Please enjoy "Mana Supply Saga Ch. 3!"

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Layonne could not stop throwing his eyes over towards the Slime-Mother core while he and the Sorceresses were eating breakfast.

It was early in the morning, and Daliah had cooked up a lovely meal of eggs and toasted bread. They all sat at the table, enjoying each others' company. All of them were sociable and joyful except for Layonne. He felt a bit weird and guilty about what he had done last night. He wasn't even sure it was really him that came on the core, as he had felt compelled to do it like a moth drawn to a flame. Could he really be blamed for something he had little to no control over?

As he forced down a forkful of egg, he knew that the question was silly. It didn't matter that he hadn't meant to do it. Who in the world would even believe him if he tried to push that narrative? Not the Sorceresses, that's for sure. Especially not Zeraphina. Her attitude scared Layonne sometimes. Not that he ever thought she would really hurt him or anything, but her demeanor was often... intense.

"Layonne," Azrielle said, causing Layonne to straighten up in his chair.

"Yes?" he asked, far too quickly.

"We need to talk about yesterday..." she said, looking over at the two other women at the table for confirmation.

"Oh, okay..." Layonne said. This was it. He was out of the party. He pushed the limits of his role as a Mana Supply, and now they were going to kick him out of the caravan, right here in the middle of the woods.

It was Daliah who spoke next. "We just want to ensure that you don't pass out again from too much Mana extraction at once."

Layonne relaxed softly into his chair. They hadn't noticed the Slime-Mother core yet. He breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh right, that... Of course, wouldn't want that now would we?" He was nervous, and he worried that those nerves would come out in his voice. He tried his best to calm himself.

"Yeah, you passing out after a few milkings is ruining our research," Zeraphina said bluntly.

"Oh, no," Azrielle said. "It's not ruining our research, it's all a part of our research. If we learn that Mana can only be extracted every so often, then that's an important piece of information to have."

She turned to Layonne and placed a hand on his arm. Her gentle touch and the soft gaze in her red eyes melted Layonne's heart. Luckily he didn't need to respond, or else he was sure he would spout nonsense like a babbling baby.

"We are sorry if we pushed you past your limits yesterday. It is an unintended side effect of the experiments we have set up. We all want to express to you that, while our research process is of paramount importance, we do not wish to put it above your own well-being. We will do everything in our power to make sure you remain comfortable for the duration of your time in our party."

Layonne nodded. She was so soft and gentle, so warm and embracing. He couldn't help but feel comfortable around her. She had this inexplicable way of making him feel safe and guarded. Perhaps it was just a tactic she used to make Layonne push himself further than he would normally for the sake of experimentation, but if it was he didn't care.

"I appreciate you looking out for me in that way," Layonne said. "Although I must admit, I would hate to put you behind schedule on your research."

Daliah, too, placed her hand against his left arm, pinning Layonne between the two beauties. "That's very kind of you to say."

Layonne looked longingly at her, then returned to Azrielle. "If I may be so blunt... the work you three Sorceresses do is... well, it's exceedingly pleasant." He blushed at being so forward. Of course he didn't want them to milk his cock any less. What man would?

Azrielle smiled, then said "Well I'm sure we can explore the limits of what you are capable of producing, if you don't mind pushing yourself a bit. But promise you'll tell us if you need any rejuvenation magic from Daliah."

Daliah gripped his arm tighter. "I'm willing to do it any time. Especially if it means I get to taste some more of your delicious Mana."

Layonne's eyebrows perked up. "You find my Mana delicious? Most normal women... well, at best, I'd say they tolerate the taste."

Zeraphina nodded. "It's not entirely unpleasant..." she said, smirking.

Daliah agreed. "It is possible that it's a purely mental manifestation, owing to the fact that it provides us with so much power. But yes, Layonne, we do actually enjoy the taste. We have discussed as much amongst ourselves."

Azrielle nodded. "It has a sweet taste to it, almost like honey. Our research indicated that human women all describe the taste as salty, but to us Sorceresses it often tastes like candy. So you could say that extracting your Mana is a bit of a treat for us, as well."

Now Layonne was really blushing. The idea that his semen could be considered a treat, a delicacy, that these women would relish having as a meal... It was too much to handle. He felt himself getting horny under the table.

"Well..." he said, and cleared his throat. "I wouldn't be opposed to offering you all a post-breakfast snack."

Zeraphina chimed in. "Someone's getting bold. I fear we may have pampered our little toy a bit too much. He thinks he can tell us when to begin extracting from him..."

Daliah rolled her eyes. "Oh please, as if you don't also want a taste. I remember what you said last night, you thought his Mana tasted of-"

"Not. Another. Word." Zeraphina said with finality.

"Well, girls," Azrielle said, standing up from the table. "I think we are all in agreement on what to do next. We should probably fill up with Mana for the day before getting our experiments started. And I think right now might be the perfect time to try out method eight..."

"Oooh," Daliah said, also standing. "I've been looking forward to trying that one out. It actually seems kind of fun."

Zeraphina joined her two spellbinding sisters. "Fine. But only because I haven't had a direct shot of Mana since before we left for Dastrodil."

Layonne stood up with them, only to catch his fully hardened cock against the table. Once he reached full standing position, it sprung out from under the lip, shaking and creating a tent in his pants.

He caught Zeraphina staring. Azrielle said "We ask that you remain standing for this method to work best, Layonne. Why don't you take a position over here."

She pointed to an open spot on the carpet near the couch, where pillows were strewn on the floor. Layonne walked over, adjusting himself with his hand to remove some of the pressure in his pants. Realizing that he was about to get his Mana extracted anyway, he decided to just take them off entirely. He stripped naked, and the three Sorceresses approached him.

The read-haired Sorceress took a long look at his cock, standing straight at attention, and turned to the other two. "We might be able to try a few other extraction methods while performing method eight."

Zeraphina broke eye contact with Layonne's shaft to address her. "That wouldn't be very scientific. now would it?"

"Perhaps not. But surely we can all agree that assessing Layonne's relative pleasure levels during extraction would be a worthwhile endeavor, seeing as how we have found a nearly direct link between his pleasure and his production levels." She turned to Layonne. "Wouldn't you concur?"

"I... concur..." Layonne said. Her meaning was disguised behind an avalanche of academic language, but he thought he heard her say that the better he felt, the more he produced, and he was more than happy to test that hypothesis.

Daliah walked right up next to him. In a rare moment of clear teasing from her, she pressed her body into his arm. Her large tits pushed against his shoulder. "And besides," she said, "This is a treat for us, right Layonne?"

Layonne blushed and stared the blonde Sorceress in her eyes. "And it's a treat for me as well."

Daliah smiled. Azrielle and Zeraphina also walked up closer to Layonne. "Well, girls, let's assume our positions and we can begin."

For about one second, Layonne wondered what extraction method eight might entail. The other methods had all been so enjoyable in their own way, and he was excited to see what this one would bring to the table. He understood immediately what it was all about as the three voluptuous Sorceresses took to their knees in front of his cock.

Method seven was multiple-manual extraction. It only stood to reason that method eight would be...

"Multiple-oral extraction?" Layonne asked with an air of hopefulness.

"That's right," Daliah said, looking up at him from her spot on the floor.

The sight was something to behold. Azrielle was at the helm, looking up at him with wide fiery-red eyes. The tip of his cock was so close to her mouth that he could feel her hot breath on it. Daliah took a position to the left of his shaft, poised to provide sensations along the side towards which his dick curved. Zeraphina was perched to his right, her eyes defiant, if not curious. She had more free reign to take care of his shaft, with plentiful space to work the balls as well.

"We've only practiced this on anatomical models before, so please let us know if the sensations are too much for you," Azrielle said, turning finally away from his gaze towards her immediate objective.

"Let's do as we practiced ladies," Zeraphina said, scooching just one more inch closer to his dick to get a prime location for the action.

As one, all three gorgeous women opened their mouths and lolled out their tongues. Daliah and Zeraphina pushed forward at the same time, applying pressure to the left and right side of Layonne's shaft. Their force was equal, locking his cock in place between the sandwich of their tongues. Azrielle took charge of the front, and allowed the head of his cock to slide against her tongue and into her waiting mouth. She wrapped her lips around the tip, as well as an extra inch or two down his shaft, and began to suck on him.

Layonne moaned and instinctually grabbed the back of Daliah's and Zeraphina's head, pushing them to provide even more friction to his shaft. Daliah obeyed his gentle command for more pressure, and allowed more of her tongue to flatten against his inner curve. Layonne was surprised to find that Zeraphina went along with him too. He thought he could even feel a slight shiver travel down her spine from the spot where his hand gripped her head.

He was encased in a turbulent dance for three. Each woman provided a different sensation to different spots along his cock. To his delight, Azrielle began to pull her mouth further up towards his tip, maintaining a consistent suction as she moved. The other two Sorceresses slid their tongues along his shaft with a similar timing, giving Layonne the feeling that the three of their mouths were working in tandem to create one unified blowjob experience.

Once this motion started, it did not cease. Their movement was precise, engineered specifically to make Layonne feel the utmost pleasure as they allowed him to travel along their tongues on the path to orgasm.

"Oh my..." Layonne said between moans, "This feels amazing... I never want this to stop..."

At this moment, he was sure his life had reached its pinnacle. What further was there to go? He had three Sorceresses at the whims of his cock, sucking him in synchronicity, goading him to blast his sperm into their waiting mouths, to swallow him and taste him. And they would do it again. They would listen to his desires and fulfill them, all in the name of their research. He was at the peak, the very top. No man's life could possibly be better than what his life was at this very moment.

And then, on the next thrust, the Sorceresses on his left and right brought their tongues to each of his testicles.

They had ceased their movements along his shaft and began to cradle each of his balls in their mouths. Daliah took the left, swirling her tongue around and flicking at his testicle with soft laps, like a cat trying to greedily drink from a bowl of milk. Zeraphina provided her own spin on the technique, taking his entire nut into her mouth and applying a gentle sucking pressure.

Layonne stupidly worried that this would leave his shaft without a lot of attention. But he was a fool, for of course the Sorceresses had considered exactly that. Azrielle went from sucking on just his tip to deepthroating his entire cock. All of the space that had once been occupied by the other two Sorceresses was now firmly planted deep in Azrielle's mouth. The three Sorceresses had simply taken their ministrations and moved them to the base of his cock.

This sudden shift pushed Layonne farther to the edge than he could prepare for. Almost immediately, he began cumming. Right down Azrielle's throat. She coughed once at the shock of his first shot hitting the very back of her pharynx, but then she began to drink. She sucked on Layonne like he was a straw, drinking every ounce of fluid. She stopped after three swallows, impeccably timed to coincide with the first three pulses of his orgasm, and rapidly pulled herself off. Layonne was still in mid-ejaculation, wondering where the sensation had gone to.

He received his answer as Daliah took Azrielle's spot, herself gulping down another three pulses from his twitching dick. Once she drank her fill, it was Zeraphina's turn to extract the last of it. She too drank down each rope, and once Layonne had deposited the rest of his seed into her belly, she pulled her lips off of him with a tightness that cleaned his entire shaft of any leftover spunk.

But then, to Layonne's joy, Daliah placed her fingers against his cock and zapped him with a dose of her Radiant magic. What was once an ending for Layonne had become a new beginning. His cock maintained its hardness, and in fact was nearly on the verge of orgasm again.

"I would like one more shot please, Layonne," Daliah said. She sat back on her knees and opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out as an invitation for Layonne to deposit his load into her once again.

"Well if she's getting one, I want one too..." Zeraphina said, nearly dropping her hardened persona. She too sat back and opened up for Layonne.

"Be sure to give us each an equal portion," Azrielle said, also lolling out her tongue and looking up at him with expectant eyes.

Layonne looked at the sight before him, three powerful women, all submissive on their knees in front of him, begging for his seed in equal portion. He grabbed onto his cock, slickened and moistened with the saliva of all three spellbinders, and began stroking. It would only be a few seconds more before he would fire off his second orgasm of the morning.

And he had thought that his life had reached the pinnacle of pleasure not a minute ago. He truly had no idea just how wonderful his life could get.

Since she asked first, he decided to let Daliah have his first shot. Pointing his cock to the left, he placed his tip delicately against her tongue. The wetness of it was lubricated and frictionless, and his head slid perfectly against it as he stroked himself to completion. After four more pumps of his hand, he blasted the first rope onto her waiting tongue. It landed solidly, a pure white line along the entire length of her tongue. He pushed his cock over to Azrielle and took up the same position, tip on tongue, and blew his second shot right into her mouth. He again shifted over to Zeraphina and placed another perfect blast of cum inside her waiting orifice.

He did this for twelve shots in total. Each Sorceress received four thoroughly even blasts of cum from him. Balanced perfectly, as they had requested. Once he was done, he watched the Sorceresses remain still for a moment, their tongues coated in his white seed. Once they were sure that Layonne was spent and that no more treats would be coming their way, they each closed their mouths and swallowed what he had given them. Layonne thought that it was the most erotic sight he had ever seen, for what was probably the third time since he had begun traveling with the Sorceresses.

Layonne's cock remained rigid thanks to Daliah's Radiant magic. While he was physically very able to go for a third round, Layonne was aware of a mild cloudiness that had overcome his mind. Two shots in a row like that took quite a bit of energy out of him.

Luckily, he had some time to revel in the sight before him. The three Sorceresses had stood up, licking their lips and smacking their mouths as they tried to taste all that Layonne had given them.

"My goodness," Zeraphina said, "I still can't believe how powerful his Mana is. I'm a bit upset that this boy is actually good for something after all."

Azrielle agreed. "This feeling of power is still a shock to my system every time I feel it. You are quite remarkable, Layonne."

Layonne blushed, then headed for the couch. He sat, nude from the waist down, and tried to catch his breath. Azrielle took a position at the dining table, where her journal and writing utensils waited. She began to copy down some notes, then asked Layonne "How pleasurable would you describe method eight?"

"Can I go above a ten?" Layonne said with a laugh.

Azrielle giggled. "Perhaps we should have scaled our tests a bit more efficiently, huh?" She copied down some notes anyway.

"How does my Radiant magic feel?" Daliah asked. "I wonder if doing it after a fresh shot of Mana would change the potency of the spell."

Layonne regarded his member, still rigid and ready for action. "This guy seems to enjoy it," he said, wiggling it back and forth. Zeraphina sighed and looked away, but Daliah laughed.

"He certainly seems like he's ready for more. How about you though, how do you feel?"

"To be honest, I do feel a bit of a fog coming on in my head. It's not overwhelming, but it feels as if I've stayed awake just a bit too long."

Azrielle wrote down Layonne's findings. "We extracted two shots of Mana from you in a row there, so that's to be expected. Last time, you passed out after three. So it seems like two in a row is about the limit. I wonder how long it will be before you're ready to safely spend again. Hopefully Daliah's magic lasts long enough to keep your body ready for whenever your mind has recovered."

Layonne certainly felt like his stiff dick was going to keep for a while. The last time she had zapped his cock with it, she was using day-old Mana. Even with an aged supply, she was able to keep his cock hard for an hour. Right now, his dick felt full, and he couldn't see any way that it would become flaccid any time soon.

Azrielle had returned to her notes, and the other two Sorceresses had joined her, discussing their experience with the extraction, their current feelings, and their subject's relative enjoyment. Layonne sat on the couch watching them work, amazed at the disciplined information-gathering the three of them were accomplishing.