"Sir? How can I help you?"

Seeing that Ed had ignored her and was just staring at the fish-women, the waitress felt a hint of jealousy. Sadly, she couldn't do anything about it, since those women were the main reason their business was booming. So, despite 99.9% of guests in their brothel ignoring her and the other human women, no matter how beautiful they were, she still put on a smile and greeted Ed again.

"Sir?"

"What!" On the third time she spoke, Ed finally couldn't take it and blurted out angrily at her. He was well aware that someone was beside him, but he was admiring the masterpiece in front of him. How could he have time to waste on this not-so-beautiful girl beside him?

"Sir, do you need anything?" The girl was frightened by Ed's angry voice, but she still managed to squeeze out a smile and asked, trying her best to hide her anger.

"Sigh, you ruined all the fun," Said Ed, ignoring this low-EQ waitress, and walked toward the reception desk.

Asshole, the waitress cursed under her breath, stamped her foot in anger, and walked away while glaring at Ed. If looks could kill, Ed would have died hundreds of times already.

"How can I help you, sir?" The reception lady asked with a smile. She had already noticed the drama between Ed and the waitress and knew that Ed's mood wasn't good.

"What kind of services do you provide?" Ed asked, leaning against the reception desk and staring at the two fish-women in the tank.

"We provide all kinds of services, with three different levels. The low level is for our normal guests who come to have some fun but nothing serious. The VIP level includes luxurious rooms; we provide food, bathing, massage services, and many more. Finally, the deluxe level, for this, we provide everything our guest can think of. Just name it, and we will provide it for you. Of course, demands should be reasonable. For this level, we have special customized rooms for all kinds of things. Believe me, you will love it."

"So, which one would you like?" The reception lady asked with a smile.

"How much does the deluxe one cost for five hours?" Ed asked with a raise of his eyebrow. He felt that this kind of service was definitely going to be exorbitantly expensive, but after earning a lot of money recently, he also wanted to enjoy the life of the wealthy.

"25 Gold Sails..."

"How much?" Ed couldn't believe his ears and asked again, his mouth wide open.

"25 Gold Sails. But sir, believe me, if you are not satisfied with our services, we are willing to issue a refund," The reception lady said with a serious expression.

"But terms and conditions apply, right?" Ed said bluntly, as if he was going to believe that after taking his money, they would refund it just because he said he wasn't satisfied.

"What?" The lady, of course, didn't understand his joke.

"You'd better be confident in what you're saying. Otherwise, believe it or not, if I feel I've wasted 25 Gold Sails and don't experience the enjoyment you're claiming, this brothel of yours is going to regret it... Taking my money isn't that easy, missy." Saying that, Ed snapped his fingers, and a pile of Gold Sails appeared on the desk.

The reception lady's eyes instantly lit up, realizing that Ed wasn't a beggar wasting time but a real big shot. After quickly sweeping the money into a desk drawer, she personally led him to the third floor, a catalog hugged to her chest.

Although Ed felt he might be getting cheated, thankfully, when he saw their so-called deluxe room, he breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed a super-deluxe room, worth the 25 Gold Sails for five hours.

The entire room was filled with water, with small platforms on the floor to walk on, a large bed in the middle, a comfortable chair and couch, a special room as a bathroom with a giant bathtub of warm, bubbly water, and a wardrobe full of all kinds of miscellaneous things, many of which Ed had no idea existed, except for a box full of stamina potions.

"Sir, the catalog. You can tell me which lady you would like to spend time with, and you can choose as many as you want. There is no limit from our side. But, if you don't mind, you can choose five you like and leave the rest to me. Believe me, I will personally guide them to give you the utmost pleasure."

Hearing the response, full of confidence, Ed didn't hesitate. He grabbed the catalog from her and started looking through it. Almost 90% of the women in it were fish-women, but for "weirdos," as they put it, they also had a handful of human women.

Ed chose two green-haired women in their mid-forties with breasts as big as his head, one blue-haired young woman about his age with a "big red virgin" tag above her head (but sadly, B-cup breasts), and two in their mid-thirties with absolutely stunning figures and E-cup and DD-cup breasts, respectively, with mixed, colorful hair.

The reception lady, after looking at Ed's choices, nodded, asked him to wait for a few minutes, and hurriedly ran away, leaving him behind to admire the authentic room, as if he were in some kind of underwater palace chamber.

"If there were small, beautiful fish in the water, then it would be even more beautiful," Ed said as he looked at the empty, blue, transparent water on the floor.

Shaking his head, he removed his clothes, grabbed a silk robe from the wardrobe, and walked into the bathroom to clean his body. He didn't want to give his five partners any chance to complain.

But because he wanted to take a bath with them, he just wiped his body with a wet towel before cleaning it properly. Just as he finished, there was a light knock on his door. After receiving his permission, a group of six women, five of them super beautiful, wearing sexy clothes, walked in nervously.

The receptionist lady (who, God knows when, had applied light makeup) was guiding those nervous women, who, except for the youngest one, were definitely pretending. They all stood in a row for Ed to admire.

Ed looked at their hot figures and the barely-there clothes covering their private parts and couldn't help but gulp hard.

"Sir, why don't you sit on the chair and experience our special massage?" The reception lady said with a smile. She had opened a few buttons on her outfit, and because she wasn't wearing a bra, her E-cup breasts were dying to get out.

Ed didn't say anything and comfortably sat on the chair.

The receptionist lady gave the five ladies a wink, and they immediately started their work.

The most experienced and oldest among them grabbed Ed's arms, while the other two in their mid-thirties knelt beside his legs and held them with their soft hands. The last virgin girl went behind him, picking up a bottle of oil along the way, and nervously applied it to his head before starting a scalp massage.

It tickled a bit but also felt incredible. As the five ladies started their work, and their small, soft hands began to wander over his body, Ed couldn't help but complain again that wealthy people knew how to enjoy life.

But the massage wasn't limited to applying oil and loosening his muscles. Those women, praising him in his ears like seductive demons, also trimmed his nails (with his permission), cut his hair like professionals, and waxed his body hair from all unwanted places.

After everything was finished, they gently brought him to the bathtub full of bubbly, warm water. While cleaning his body thoroughly, mostly with their breasts, and teasing him after realizing he liked that.

One of the green-haired women finally took advantage of an opportunity when he was tasting another woman's breasts. Hiding inside the water, she opened her mouth wide and took Ed's entire dick in one go. She didn't stop advancing until her lips met his skin, and because she didn't need to breathe through her nose, she stayed like that for a full thirty seconds, letting Ed experience the feeling of being fully enveloped in her tight passage.

Ahm, it felt so good. As Ed felt the wonderful sensation, he paused slightly before continuing to enjoy the giant blue breasts of the fish-woman who, according to the receptionist lady, had recently become the mother of a boy and whose breasts were full of milk.

He wanted to taste the fishman race's woman's milk to see if there was any difference from human milk. After tasting for an entire minute (probably because most fish-people are stronger than humans), he came to the conclusion that the taste was better than human woman's milk, and it also worked as a recovery tonic. After drinking, he felt more energetic.

While he was enjoying the fish-man race's exclusive milk, the woman in the water had already started moving, giving him a vigorous performance. Her rhythm was fast; she took him deep inside her mouth fully, instead of just playing with the tip. It seemed she wanted to make him finish as quickly as possible so they could move to the next step.

Her effort was not in vain. Within a minute, under her marvelous effort, Ed couldn't take it anymore and gave her a large load of his precious human seed.

After making sure Ed had finished, she finally came out of the water with a bright smile on her face. She showed Ed his cum in her mouth before swallowing it down and licking her lips, still holding his dick.

But just then, the woman with colorful hair and DD-cup breasts pushed her aside and, to Ed's amazement, went into the water. Without hesitation, she took him into her mouth and started another round of blowjob, leaving him dumbfounded and wondering if he was going to get five continuous performances. If so, then five hours seemed a bit too short to enjoy them properly.

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