That night.
Above the stone slope platform, the mist swirled.
Because they could only bathe indoors during the heavy rain, Chuck had hauled out the oversized wooden bathtub once more before the downpour started.
The next three days would likely be Chuck's final moments of relaxation before the ultimate battle, so naturally, he intended to fuck until the sky went dark and the earth turned. Having a proper bath before starting was perfectly reasonable.
Thus, pairs of beautiful legs and jade feet, along with plump breasts and fleshy buttocks, swayed before Chuck's eyes in time with the ripples, giving him a massive visual feast. However, due to time constraints and the rising wind outside, and considering the risk of catching a cold, Chuck only played around with the women for a bit before letting most of the harem return inside after their soak.
Finally, inside the warm tub, only Julia and Jiang Qi remained, one on each side, snuggling against him completely naked and helping him wash his body amidst the thick mist.
Chuck leaned against the edge of the tub. Suddenly remembering something, he rested his arms on the wooden rim and, like a magician, pulled out two pairs of thin, white silk fishnet stockings, handing one to Julia and one to Jiang Qi.
"Put them on and try them out."
Julia instinctively reached out to take them. She froze for a moment, then her azure eyes lit up as she looked at Chuck with a surprised and amused expression:
"Oh my... Darling? Are these fishnets? Where did you get these? My god~"
Jiang Qi raised her small hands, carefully keeping the white stockings from getting wet. After being stunned for a long while, she couldn't help but turn to look at him, her eyes filled with a shy, teasing glint: "Brother... why give us these while we're bathing? Don't tell me you want us to put them on right now?"
"But of course."
The two women exchanged a glance and both let out a soft giggle.
He really was a lecher.
But despite their shyness, their faces were clearly filled with excitement and anticipation.
In the steamy tub, they each lifted their snowy-white, slender jade legs. Water droplets slid down their thighs, and amidst the echoes of their bell-like laughter, they slowly pulled on the white silk stockings. Once soaked by the hot water, the mesh clung tightly to their skin, wrapping around their wet legs and highlighting the pinkness of their soles and the shape of their toes even more temptingly.
Julia's leg shape was long and exquisite, straight and snowy-white, with delicate ankles and pale, pinkish jade feet. Jiang Qi's curves were more balanced and soft, her skin smooth and fine, her perfectly shaped feet possessing a unique, supple luster.
After putting on the stockings, they naturally began to show off in front of Chuck, snuggling coquettishly against his chest while their legs rubbed against his body. Eventually, they both simultaneously clamped his high-spirited giant dragon between their feet, rubbing and squeezing it slowly and provocatively.
"Brother, do my feet look good?"
Jiang Qi's voice was soft and sweet, whispering right into Chuck's ear. Meanwhile, her round jade feet in the white silk rose slightly in the water, her calves rubbing slowly against the dragon, sending ripples dancing through the tub.
Seeing this, Julia's azure eyes flickered. Naturally unwilling to be outdone, she pressed closer to his other ear, her voice soft and seductive:
"Foot-fetish Darling... do you want both of us to use our feet to help you at the same time?"
Hearing this, Chuck raised an eyebrow.
"I certainly wouldn't mind giving that a try."
As the words fell, Julia and Jiang Qi giggled in unison. They tilted their heads back slightly, their gazes meeting in mid-air above Chuck's chest, sharing a smile that was both tacit and slightly competitive.
Then, they began their movements simultaneously.
In the steam-filled tub, two pairs of jade feet in silk stockings rose at once, gently making contact with the scalding giant dragon. The hot water surged between their legs, and the stockings became even more transparent and form-fitting once soaked.
Julia's slender feet pressed down from above, her arch skillfully wrapping around the dragon's body while her soft, warm sole pressed against the head. Her toes squeezed and teased nimbly in the water, creating small concentric circles on the surface.
Jiang Qi's rounded feet supported from below, her toes gently playing with his golden balls, occasionally clamping the base between her toes and rubbing slowly up and down. The hot water swayed with their movements, making faint splashing sounds.
The two pairs of white-stockinged feet intertwined in the water, sometimes alternating, sometimes attacking together.
Chuck felt waves of pleasure surging through him.
Being served simultaneously by two pairs of jade feet in white silk was a dual stimulation of sight and touch that made his breathing involuntarily heavy and ragged.
Seeing this, the women's eyes became even more seductive. They both simultaneously pressed their lips to Chuck's ears, extending their wet, soft tongues to gently lick his auricles and lobes.
They licked while letting out low, tempting pants.
"Brother... you're so big, so magnificent..."
"I want to be crushed under Darling and have my belly filled to the brim~"
Chuck's breathing grew heavier, his chest heaving violently. He felt his brain go numb as if an electric current was passing through his entire body. He instinctively tightened his grip on their waists.
"Fuck, you two sluts..."
Who would have thought that these women, who once only cried out in surrender beneath him, could now reach this level?
Hearing his heavy breathing, Julia and Jiang Qi couldn't hide the excitement in their eyes. The rare thrill of taking the initiative with Chuck awakened a surge of affection in their hearts. They couldn't help but probe deeper with their tongues while the strength and speed of their feet increased.
Their wet tongues darted in and out of his ears, making sticky squelching sounds that gave Chuck layers of goosebumps on his neck. The white-stockinged feet coordinated perfectly, clamping the dragon and moving in a fast, stroking motion. The cooling bathwater churned into violent waves as Chuck neared his finish line.
"Brother... just let it out if you want."
Jiang Qi whispered with ragged breath, her soft tongue continuing to stir in his ear canal.
"We'll use Darling's favorite feet to catch it all."
Occasionally, the harem members who were usually pinned and bred by Chuck got to hold the reins.
Of course, the aftermath was Chuck's retaliation time. He hoisted the two women out of the tub, one under each arm, and jumped straight from the first floor to the side of the large bed on the second floor. He tossed them onto the bed amidst their giggles, hoisted their white-stockinged legs—still dripping with water—onto his shoulders, and began his ruthless punishment and pounding.
The giant dragon fiercely pierced the wet, tight depths of the two women over and over. Their snowy legs whipped wildly, water droplets flying everywhere. Their toes curled frantically inside the stockings until finally, amidst their pleas for mercy, Chuck filled them both to the brim without hesitation.
For Julia and Jiang Qi, this marked the end of their night. But for Chuck, there were still pairs of open legs and soft breasts waiting on the large bed, and more than a few already overflowing female "meat petals."
Since he didn't know what the future held, he would treat it as if it were the last time—wildly pounding and hammering without reservation, leaving his mark forever on the women he loved and who loved him.
This was the only thing Chuck intended to do for the next few days.
...
Five days until the countdown, afternoon.
The storm outside was still howling, but it was noticeably weakening compared to the past two days. Based on countless past experiences, the storm would likely stop tonight.
Time was running out. To leave some margin for error, Chuck obviously wouldn't wait until the last day. Tomorrow, after the rain stopped, would be the time for action.
Diving into the deep sea to fight the final battle with the unknown existence, and then welcoming a stable, happy life—or ending this glorious and brilliant journey right here.
Of course, Chuck wouldn't accept failure. Not just for himself, but for the people around him, he had to achieve the ultimate victory.
On the large bed of the master bedroom on the second floor, Momo, Julia, Jiang Qi, the Lee sisters, and the Kaede-Kaoru duo were taking a post-lunch nap amidst the sound of raindrops. The white traces occasionally trickling from the girls' tender thighs and the mess on the bed proved the intensity of the morning's battle.
At the dining table on the first floor, Chuck, Yitong, Janet, and Valentina sat by the fireplace, quietly enjoying afternoon tea. The lingering flush on the mature women's faces, the red marks on their necks, and the milk stains on their chests proved the madness of the past few days.
The expanded villa was spacious, but even so, the air was thick with the scent of sex and hormones that almost wouldn't disperse.
Even Chuck felt a hint of fatigue after three consecutive days of nearly non-stop sex; his little brother was starting to feel a bit sore from all the grinding.
He took advantage of this quiet afternoon, listening to the wind and rain outside while sharing this rare leisurely time with the mature women.
Suddenly, the soft sound of a guitar broke the silence.
Chuck looked toward the sound and saw that Valentina had brought out the wooden guitar he had given her. She rarely played in front of everyone, but today she broke her rule.
She sat on a chair, legs crossed, her bare feet resting casually on the floor. Her silver short hair was loose, and her fair fingers gently plucked the strings as her deep, slightly raspy voice began to sing.
На позиции девушка провожала бойца (At the position, the girl saw off the soldier)
На прощанье сказала: "Не забудь про меня..." (As she said goodbye: "Don't forget me...")
А потом в окошке зажёгся огонёк, (And then a little light lit up in the small window,)
Мама ждёт сына, ждёт домой... (A mother waits for her son, waits for him to come home...)
The song was deep and distant, flowing through the stone house. It was unexpectedly moving.
Yitong sat quietly, her long black hair draped softly over her shoulders. Her gentle face softened even further in the music. One hand rested on the table edge while the other lay naturally on her plump thigh. Her fair, soft feet were pressed together, and her full, heavy breasts heaved gently with her breathing.
Janet sat across from Yitong. The usually passionate and bold red-haired mature woman was uncharacteristically quiet. She leaned forward slightly, her snowy, fleshy legs resting lazily on the edge of the chair. Her azure eyes were narrowed, carrying a rare tenderness and intoxication.
The song Valentina played was short but pulled at the heartstrings. Despite the lack of high notes or complex techniques, and the fact that the others didn't understand the language, it was easy to get lost in it.
As the music faded, Chuck looked at Valentina in surprise. She calmly put down the guitar and explained casually: "I learned it from a comrade in the trenches long ago. I just suddenly remembered it."
Chuck nodded, but for some reason, he frowned and asked, "What happened to that comrade later?"
"About half a month after he taught me this tune, he was blown up by a drone."
"...I see."
Chuck pursed his lips, feeling moved by her pure materialism.
"Don't misunderstand."
Valentina suddenly shook her head, her gaze filled with determination as she looked at him.
"This time, no matter what, I won't let anything happen to you."
"Don't go setting up a death flag before every mission. It makes me a little nervous..."
This time Chuck didn't show any gratitude, waving his hand helplessly, which earned him a series of eye-rolls from Valentina.
At this stage, Chuck didn't intend to hide anything from the women anymore. After all, if he unfortunately failed, the entire island would sink and no one would be spared. At the very least, they had the right to know the truth.
"Stop thinking about the bad things. Think about what happens when everything goes well!"
Janet suddenly slapped the table, her mature Western passion dispelling the slight pessimism. Yitong's lips curled into a smile, and after a moment of thought, she spoke up.
"If it really turns out like Hubby says... and we never have this annoying weather again, and the whole island is safe, then we can go out for walks. We can have picnics by the lake or soak in the hot springs at the summit~"
"A picnic?! Wow, that sounds great~ Tina, what do you think?"
"It's alright."
Hearing this, Janet's eyes lit up. She clapped her hands in agreement, and they began a heated discussion. The atmosphere gradually became cheerful.
The day before a great battle sometimes doesn't need a grand ceremony. It just needs a cup of hot tea, a bonfire, and a conversation about the future.
And so, the day passed plainly.
That night, the storm stopped as expected.
The next morning, four days remained on the countdown.
Chuck and Valentina did as they always did: woke up to exercise, ate breakfast, and then spent time resting and organizing their gear to ensure they were in peak condition. Then, carrying everything they needed, they left the stone slope platform.
Only this time, they didn't head up the steep slope to the rocky beach toward the west or north. Instead, they walked down from the platform and crossed the jungle they had traversed countless times.
They walked slowly toward the place where Chuck first woke up, the starting point of everything—the Southern Beach.