by L M Gregory
"I think I can handle it," I said.
Anna and I kissed again. Slowly working our way to the bed. Tom would snap out of his excitement coma eventually. Then he would join us. Or so I figured. In the meantime, nothing stopped Anna and me from having fun.
I paused to glance down. "Do you still have a pussy?"
She shook her head. "The dildo goes inside and merges. It's there, I guess. I don't understand the magic, but I intend to study it later. In detail," she added with a grin.
Damn. Anna would have made one hell of a wizard if they weren't such idiots as to exclude women.
I'd worry about that later. I needed to learn not to get so caught up in my curiosities that I forgot about the sex in the moment. Eventually, the sex always won out, but in the meantime, how much was I missing?
Growling, I kissed Anna harder. We tumbled into the bed, with her ending up on top, her fake—but very real feeling—cock pressed between my legs.
"Not yet," she whispered. "We need to wait for Tom."
I glanced at him, he seemed to be waking up from his initial shock. At least he'd taken a few steps towards us. "Come on big boy, just a little further," I urged.
He stumbled. Anna and I giggled and went back to our foreplay. Our breasts pressed into each other, mine the larger, hers a little higher. Unfair that the weight of my boobs dragged mine down further. But they pressed together in a fun touch. Our hardening nipples brushing each other’s nipples eliciting a moan from one of us, I wasn’t even sure. Something that seemed to draw Tom like a moth to flame.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him shake his head. Blink. Stare. Then start stripping.
"I think our friend has decided to join us," I said to Anna.
She looked over.
"Wait for me!" Tom said in a voice muffled by his tunic being pulled over his head.
"Isn't he gorgeous?" Anna said with a sigh. "It's what attracted me to him. I wish I hadn't waited so long."
Her head rested on mine as we watched Tom strip. His cock, bigger than Anna's artificial... her dildo, I guess was the name.
Anna sighed. "The orcs wouldn't let me have a bigger one. They said human women might not be able to handle it, and human men would for certain struggle," she said with a pout of her plump lips.
"Wait, orc men... fuck each other?"
Anna nodded. "It's fascinating how sexual they are. They have few of our hang-ups."
"I noticed," I mumbled with a blush.
She kissed me. "I love when you blush. It's so cute."
Which just brought more blushes to my face.
"How do we do this?" Tom asked, approaching the bed. His cock drifted right and left with each step, mesmerizing.
Anna grinned. "Top or bottom?" she asked Tom. Ignoring me.
"Don't I get a choice?" I asked.
"Nope," Anna said cheerfully.
"Uh," Tom didn't seem to know what to say.
"Let's make this easier. Ass or pussy?"
"Now wait a second!" I said, struggling to sit up, but Anna's weight pushed me back down.
"Shush, the men are talking."
"The men?" I choked out.
She grinned at me with a wink.
I didn't really have much of an objection. While the thought of taking either cock in my ass was scary, it was far outweighed by the sexual charge the thought brought. And of course, any hesitation was overruled by my curiosity.
"Pussy," Tom said after a moment. "Your cock is smaller, let's give Joan a chance to adjust."
Anna pouted. "I'm seriously having a talk with the orcs next time I see them. I told them you were a size queen!"
"I am not a size queen!"
"Uh-huh. Skipping the elf, you've fucked Tom and a whole troop of orcs. None of the mentioned is small."
"A whole troop?" Tom choked out.
Anna ignored him. "Let's not forget you're still going to fuck a troll. Other than an ogre, there is no bigger cock possessed by a sentient."
Technically, that wasn't true. But I didn't think getting into the anatomy of the world's sentient beings was an appropriate topic at the moment.
"That doesn't make me a size queen," I said. I wasn't entirely certain what a size queen even was, but Anna's teasing tone made me think I didn't want to be one.
She planted a kiss on my lips before slipping off me. Her weight suddenly off me was a disappointment. Almost as big a disappointment as losing her cock pressed to my pussy.
"Stand up," Anna said. "Let Tom get on the bottom."
I moaned but stood. Wetness coated my thighs. I wanted them both even as I shuddered at the thought. None of the orcs had done anything with my ass. Had they worried about their size? Or had something else held them back? I opened my mouth to see if Anna knew but snapped it shut. Another thing that could wait. See? I was getting better.
Tom laid down on the bed.
"Now you get on top," Anna said to me.
"Who put you in charge?" I mumbled but obeyed.
"You did, when you obeyed me." Anna and Tom laughed.
I wasn't about to avoid this, though. I wanted to know what would happen. How would I feel with both? Was the anus sensitive? I shivered. Yeah. No question this was happening.
Climbing on Tom, I started to grasp his cock, but Anna beat me to it. "I've got this," she said.
It took a little squirming for all three of us to line things up, but eventually, Tom's cock was aligned with my pussy. I pressed down, taking him in. Anna's hand blocked my way to taking him deeper for only a moment. She pulled her fingers away with a brief tickle on my lower lips.
Once Tom's cock was settled deep inside me, I paused. It felt amazing. Could I just stay like that? Forever maybe?
But Anna whispered, "Take him."
I sighed but complied. Sliding along Tom. It didn't move him a lot, but the friction was more than enough to send me soaring for the heavens. Seriously, I could get used to being a woman.
For some long minutes, I moved on top of Tom. Anna's hand slipped between us, her fingers finding my clit. I threw back my head and cried out. Tom's hands reached up to grab my tits.
"I love your breasts," he breathed. "So big."
"Yes, squeeze them," I said. I didn't care what he did. My nipples had grown to full hardness and rubbed against his palms no matter what Tom did.
The three of us moved together for long minutes. I thought Anna would stop us before I came. But instead, she nuzzled my neck. Her lips kissed to my ear, where she whispered, "Cum for us."
I moaned. Moved faster.
Higher.
Took Tom.
Too much.
A few hard movements and I flew over the edge. A powerful climax rocked my body, sending waves of pleasure through me. From so many sources. So many touches. And magic. Always there. I’d come to expect it. The orc orgy hadn’t provided much with any one orc, but all of them…
Anna's finger raced on my clit, driving me even higher until I couldn't take anymore. I screamed and fell against Tom's chest. Panting.
Anna leaned down. "Now, for the real fun."
Not quite. She let me recover. Then began building me back up.
It didn't take much. That, more than anything, I loved about being a woman. Even as a young man, I couldn't recover that fast. Sometimes the orgasms came so fast there was nothing between them. Just a steady buildup of more and more pleasure until it became painful.
Exquisite, wonderful pain.
This time, Anna didn't let it get to that part. She sensed when I neared another peak.
And stopped.
I whimpered along with Tom. He was getting close inside me. It impressed me how long he'd lasted this time.
"Bend over," Anna said. "Ass in the air."
I followed her command and the gentle guidance of her hand on my back.
Shivering, I wondered how this was to work. The anus didn't provide lube. I could have magicked some in, but that would require more concentration than I was capable of at th
e moment.
But Anna had that covered. Her finger, slick with something, slipped along my little hole. Probed. Spread the wetness. Shallow at first, then deeper, until I knew her finger had disappeared into my ass.
Then she withdrew and slapped my bottom!
She spanked me!
I jerked, which brought a moan from Tom.
"Anna!" I squealed.
She just laughed. Laughed! Part of me wanted to ask her to do it again. Maybe later. When I figured out why I enjoyed being spanked.
Anna lined up. "Ready?" she asked.
Was I?
Yes.
"Yes," I breathed.
Anna took her time penetrating me. Slowly. The orgasm had helped relax me. Maybe that was the point. Why she'd let me cum. Her thrusts were shallow. Not even the head going inside me at first. A gentle rocking. But I could feel her going deeper. Feel her pressed against Tom's cock, which filled my pussy. Could I get both into my pussy? That would be interesting, I thought with a shudder.
"More," I whispered.
Anna complied, Thrusting deeper. This time I didn't move directly. Letting Anna control our speed. Each thrust moved me on Tom. Brought moans from both of us, which mingled with Anna's ever louder groans.
She controlled us. Moved us. Slow. Gentle. But always more.
For long minutes the room filled with the groans, moans, breathing and squelching of our bodies moving in a rhythm that carried me away. Better than an orc orgy? Different. Sex didn't have to be better or worse. Each act brought pleasures of its own. I didn't have to compare. Just enjoy.
So, I enjoyed. My eyes closed. My breasts sliding along Tom's hard, sweaty chest.
Higher.
I squeezed my ass around Anna's dildo, bringing a louder moan from her.
"I don't think I can last much longer," she panted.
"Then don't," I said.
Underneath me, Tom groaned.
Anna thrust harder.
Faster.
We ascended together.
Came together.
A chorus of moans.
An explosion of cum.
My whole body shuddered and shivered in helpless pleasure. Drowning me in wonder.
I cried out my pleasure, echoing the equally loud cries from Anna and Tom.
Warm cum spilled into my orifices. Both. Both? I'd ask later. I rode the pleasure out until the three of us collapsed in a bundle of spent tiredness.
Happy.
Nothing could destroy this moment. Nothing.
Chapter 11: Betrothal
We made love a few more times during the night. Not always a threesome, but always together. Anna's fake cock had some interesting properties. Including reacting to her pleasure and spewing her internal juices when she came. It made for a fun night.
The next morning, we ate breakfast together before Tom slipped off to his apprenticeship and me to mine. The night had rejuvenated me. More than I'd expected. I wasn't sure I could hold the illusion all day and weave the spells the villagers needed. But I had to try.
"I'll help," Anna said.
I paused in my unpacking of some of the more useful ingredients. Health spells were the most requested issue of the day. There shouldn't be much in the way of field fertility issues as my master, and I had handled that already. Some few might want more if they had the coin. But again, it was unlikely any peasant or yeoman would have collected much more coin in the couple of weeks since those spells.
Having to charge for our magic bothered me. The baron, through Anna's father, the bailiff, provided some funds. But wizardry didn't come cheap. Either the magic came from us, the wizards, and therefore had a limit or we used potions to amplify the power, which cost coin directly. My master said that meant we had to charge the villagers. Otherwise, they would come to take us for granted and we'd run out of power and coin quickly.
I wasn't sure I agreed.
But also, I couldn't do anything about it. Yet. Maybe when I was a big shot wizard of my own territory, I could slip some more freebies into the community.
Uh. Yeah. More. I did what I could. Especially about health. If someone couldn't afford the treatment for a serious illness, it might be that the cost was diminished or neglected by me. Oh well.
None of that related to what Anna said.
"You're going to help?" I asked. She couldn't really. She didn't know wizardry, so she couldn't cast spells or even help in the gathering of ingredients. Though she could have gathered the cum I needed.
"Yeah, I want to watch. I can control the crowds or something."
I smiled. Crowds was a bit of an exaggeration, but if she wanted to help, I couldn't say no. I liked her. A lot. Maybe more than liked. Which confused me, given that my feelings towards Tom ran in the same direction.
"Sure. Thank you," I added. Why not? Maybe she would be of help.
Anna actually did help. She seemed to sense when I needed a break. When I needed food. Or a drink. She kept the villagers in an orderly queue, which was beyond the normal craziness that built up when I worked the consultation building. Normally, I did that at least every other day, but it had been more than four days since my last time.
No wonder the villagers had sent someone up to my master's tower. I hoped that whoever went hadn't spent some time as a frog. It was a threat my master loved to fling about, though I'd never seen him use it. It was possible. It was simpler than the transformation spell I used since the spell didn't really transform a person into a frog. It was sort of a combination of an illusion and a hallucination. I wasn't sure you could stuff a person into the size of a real frog and have them survive. The frog spell wore off after a short time too. Still, I couldn't help but think it left behind scars. Mental ones.
I shrugged. Nothing I could do unless the person came in. Assuming my master had been that pissed to begin with.
The day went by quickly. Surprisingly quickly. During my breaks, I sat in Anna's lap in the back room while we made out. By the end of the day, my arousal had spiked so high I would have thrown Anna onto the bed and had my way with her. If we hadn't gotten interrupted.
* * *
The last villager left my attention sometime near dusk. It had been a long day of spellcasting, but at last, I was able to let go of the illusion. That stopped a major source of the drain on my resources.
Given the number of people who had needed help, I was honestly shocked I had made it. The sex had allowed me to start the day full of magic. Before, I’d had to take every few days off entirely or risk being drained to nothing.
As always, I tried to be as judicious as possible in using spells. Even when I could have simply waved away a major infection, I used a potion. The potion required far less of my magical energy but worked just as well. It took longer to mix the potions, but I made more than necessary when one person needed a different cure. That also meant I had some left over for next time.
Hm. Could I have a mundane person distribute the cures? They'd have to be well trained in which to give out. The bottle would need to be labeled better. My master and I tended to rely on our senses to decide which potion would work.
That was an interesting idea. If I didn't have to diagnosis everyone and create the spell, it would diminish the need for my services and increase the time I could spend making potions. That would mean I could charge a little less.
It's something I'd have to consider.
Maybe Anna could help?
Speaking of which, where was she?
The door to the front opened and I hurried out there. It was time she paid the price for her all day teasing of me. I needed release! Either Anna gave me her cock, or I'd wait until Tom come by. Having two lovers had advantages. I didn't have to take care of anything myself. I suppose I could have, but why?
I paused as I came out into the main room.
"Anna, there you are," Anna's father said, an unfamiliar man trailed him. "I'd heard you were helping out here. While that's very noble of you, I thought you knew about Baro
n Sidemore's arrival?"
Where was Anna? This was her problem, not mine. But did I dare claim not to be her? We looked enough alike that in the dim light, even her father would be tricked. I considered. Finally, sighing, I decided to cover for the absent woman. Anna had conscripted some villagers to help with the sicker patients and insisted on escorting them back to their homes.
It had been a nice gesture and probably gained her father far more points than it had my master. People might need wizards, but no one would acknowledge that they had gotten help from one.
"Uh. Sorry, um, daddy. We were swamped."
"Yes, yes. Of course, you were. That apprentice hasn't been doing his job the last few days. I had to send a messenger up to Master Genner to remind him of his obligation to the village.
Ouch. The likelihood that the poor messenger had been turned into a frog just jumped. Damn it. I should have been more careful.
The other man cleared his throat lightly. It drew my attention and to the two men guarding the door outside. Guards? Anna's father never went around with guards unless he left the village. Who was this man?
"Right. Sorry. Baron Sidemore. May I introduce my daughter. Anna."
Baron. Oh right. Anna's father had said that earlier. I should have remembered. No wonder he had guards, though he was safe in the village. The villagers might be annoyed with our own Baron for the taxes, but they'd never risk attacking our Baron, let alone another noble.
Baron Sidemore walked up to me. I remembered at the last moment to extend my hand and drop a terrible curtsy. Anna's father glared at me. Oops.
But the baron kissed my knuckles. Given my state, that was enough to send a thrill through me. It didn't help that the baron was a handsome man despite being of an age with Anna's father. Gray spattered his otherwise dark, thick hair. A mustache and well-trimmed beard covered his handsome face. The doublet he wore was tight across broad shoulders and he stood almost as tall as Tom did. Where were Tom and Anna? I swear if they'd slipped off for time of their own, their timing sucked!
I paused. Time of their own. That didn't trigger the jealousy I would have expected. Just annoyance that they weren't there when I needed them.