Chapter 722: The Rumor of The Cursed Land

They licked and sucked at my skin like two mature women who had gone far too long without a young man to feast on.

"I’m sure plenty of young guys come to this island," I said between heavy breaths, still watching their hands move on me. "Did you meet any of them before me?"

Donna shook her head slowly, her heavy bare breasts shifting with the motion as she continued stroking. "You don’t understand, Alex... how hard it is to find a real young cock on this island. And with the Priestess interfering all the time, it’s almost impossible."

I frowned slightly, even through the pleasure. "What do you mean the Priestess interferes?"

"Don’t talk about her right now, Alex," Eli cut in, her voice thick and irritated with lust. "She’s a bitch. Just let us enjoy ourselves for once."

As she spoke, she leaned down without warning and roughly bit my nipple, sucking hard enough to send a sharp jolt of mixed pain and pleasure straight through my chest.

"Ahhhh—" I groaned, the sound caught between the sudden sting and the heat of it.

I already knew these two were starving for young cock... but what Donna had just said about the Priestess deliberately interfering still didn’t fully make sense to me. There was clearly more going on in this village than I had realized.

"Alex... suck your Aunt Donna’s tits, will you?" Donna said in a low, eager voice. She cupped one of her enormous breasts with one hand and pushed the heavy, soft mound straight toward my mouth, offering it to me without any shame.

"Aunt Donna... you’re so juicy," I groaned as I opened my lips and took her in. She held the thick breast up for me so I could latch on properly. I sucked hard, tasting the light salt of her sweat on the warm skin, licking and biting at the stiff pink nipple like I had been starving for it.

The soft weight of her tit filled my mouth completely.

"Ahhh... yes, just like that. I love it rough, Alex," Donna cried out, her voice thick with pleasure. She clearly loved the way a younger man was hungrily worshipping her heavy breast, treating it like something precious and delicious.

While I was still sucking and biting at Donna’s nipple, I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. In the far field, a man was standing and watching us openly. His pants were pulled down around his thighs and he was rubbing his crotch with one hand, staring straight at the three of us in the shack.

I pulled my mouth away from Donna’s wet, glistening nipple with a soft wet sound and frowned in his direction.

"Hey... what’s he doing?" I asked both women sitting pressed against me.

The man looked to be in his early forties, a little rough around the edges.

Donna followed my gaze. The moment she recognized him, her expression twisted into a scowl. "Fuck off, Larry!" she shouted across the open field, her voice sharp and loud. "Get back to work! We all know your junk doesn’t even work!"

The man quickly yanked his pants back up, cursed loudly in our direction, and stomped away while still muttering under his breath. He never looked back.

I turned to the two women again, still a little confused by the whole sudden interruption. "What the hell was that about?"

Donna scoffed, her eyes dropping back down to my hard, glistening cock with open appreciation and hunger. "That’s Larry. He lives in the village. Never married. Who would even marry him? His thing doesn’t even get hard."

Eli nodded in agreement from my other side, her tanned fingers still loosely wrapped around the base of my shaft, giving it the occasional slow stroke.

I looked between the two mature women, the earlier comment about the Priestess still sitting in the back of my mind. "Yeah... what’s the real deal with the men on this island not getting hard? Is that just some rumor people spread, or is it actually true?"

"It’s a cursed land, Alex," Eli said in a low voice, continuing to stroke and admire my thick cock. "You’re lucky you were born somewhere far away from here."

Donna nodded in agreement, her heavy, bare breasts shifting as she moved. "Yeah. If you’d been born on this island, you could say goodbye to any real interaction with women for the rest of your life."

I looked between them, still breathing heavily. "But some people in this village are married... just like Yuki and Pat."

"That’s true," Donna admitted, her eyes dark with hunger as they locked onto mine. "It’s not like every man’s cock is completely dead. Some of them can still get it up a little... just enough to have children. But women don’t get satisfied with only children, Alex. We have needs."

The way she said it, staring straight into my eyes, made it clear she intended to quench that long-held thirst and fulfill those needs with my cock right here.

Eli clearly didn’t want the conversation to continue. "Yeah, let’s forget about all that stuff," she said, cupping her tanned breast and pushing the heavy mound toward my face. "Here... you haven’t even loved your Aunt Eli’s tit yet, Alex."

I accepted it with open pleasure, parting my lips and sucking her dark, stiff nipple into my mouth. I licked and pulled at it hungrily while both women kept their hands on my cock.

But I was already getting impatient.

The way their thick, juicy asses had looked earlier while they were squatting in the field kept flashing through my mind. I knew exactly what I wanted next, to bend them over right here in the open, shove my cock deep into their tight asses, and make both of these mature women cry out loud enough for the whole countryside to hear.

"Get on your knees. Both of you."

I ordered the two women who were still stroking my cock. I have had enough conversation. Right now, all I wanted was pleasure.