by A. J. Markam
Exa just kept moaning, plunging down as deep as she could, taking me all the way into her throat.
Every so often I would think NO! I can’t do this – Alaria –
But then all three women would stare lustfully into my eyes at the same time and I’d just end up moaning.
Exa withdrew her mouth with a wet slurp and stood up.
“Get on the bed,” she ordered.
The other two women stopped licking and stood up, too.
Now that the crazy erotic situation had stopped, my mind cleared a little.
Alaria –
Monogamy –
“That was amazing,” I said, “but I have to – ”
Exa sighed in exasperation, then turned to Kel. “Bind him.”
I frowned. “What?”
Kel got a look on her face like a little kid who’d just been told Christmas and summer vacation had been combined into one long holiday, and began to move her hands in a very Mage-like way.
Leather straps materialized out of nowhere around my wrists and ankles and pulled me forcibly back onto the furs. Then the straps lashed themselves to the four posts of the bed, leaving me spread-eagled on my back.
“WHAT THE HELL?!” I yelled.
I was considering casting Doomsday or Darkfire on these bitches (although even if I killed them, I wasn’t sure how I was going to get out of the straps) when Exa reached down, grabbed the hem of her robe, and pulled it all the way up over her body.
Holy SHIT.
Her body was incredible – the opposite of Alaria’s, but incredible nonetheless. She was fit and toned, with a smooth, flat stomach and thin arms and thighs. Her breasts were small – a large A-cup at most, and they stood up perkily from her chest. Her areolas were almost navy blue against the turquoise of her skin. She was completely bare between her legs, and I could see her lips were soaking wet as she crawled up on the bed and straddled my body.
“I need to feel it inside me,” she moaned, the way a woman dying of thirst might talk about a glass of water.
Oh my God.
Though she was making me even harder, I had to put a stop this – now.
“Guys, let me go – undo these straps. NOW.”
Sela and Kel looked at each other –
And then pulled their own robes over their heads.
OH MY GOD.
Kel was built a lot like Exa, although with slightly bigger breasts – nice, full B cups that swayed tantalizingly as she wriggled out of her robes. Her pubic hair was groomed into a landing strip of white curls.
Sela I’d already seen naked, but it was a welcome sight to see her nude again.
No, NOT a welcome sight –
I have a girlfriend!
I’m MONOGAMOUS!
“Guys, stop – really, stop, this is not cool – ”
And then Exa took my cock in her hands, raised herself up a few inches, placed the tip right between her lips –
And began to ease herself down, her blue lips sloooowly taking in my pink, swollen head.
I could not believe this was happening.
Part of me was screaming No – but more of me was screaming YES!
The first thing I noticed – other than Exa was dripping wet – was she was incredibly tight. Alaria fit me like a glove when we had sex, but this – this was like trying to shove a softball into a tube sock. The head of my cock got maybe halfway in before it met with firm resistance.
Exa wasn’t giving up, though. She began to groan as she forced herself slowly down on my swollen head.
The physical sensations were nice, but it was her reaction that was amazing.
I swear to God, my head wasn’t even all the way inside her when she started to come. I could feel the contractions around me.
“Oh my GODDESS,” she groaned. “OhhhHHHH…”
“Are you okay?” Sela asked, her voice full of concern.
Exa nodded, her face a mixture of pain and ecstasy.
“How does it feel?” Kel asked breathlessly.
“It’s… so… BIG,” Exa groaned, then forced herself down another half-inch.
Holy shit.
Now I knew how porn stars felt.
It was a good feeling.
Gone was any thought of protesting about my girlfriend.
I just watched as my shaft slowly disappeared inside Exa’s tight, wet pussy.
I could feel the contractions around my shaft. I could feel the muscle spasms, could even see her belly fluttering, the muscles contracting.
It was mesmerizing.
Then she began to rock up and down, just a millimeter or two every time, but she kept forcing herself further and further down.
And every time she did it, she groaned louder, and the contractions got even more intense.
I wasn’t sure how much better this could get –
And then it got a hell of a lot better.
Kel and Sela crawled up onto the bed on either side of their friend. Kel bent her head down to Exa’s left breast and began to suck. Sela reached out and began to stroke Exa’s face, her neck, shoulder, and then her right breast, slowly circling the nipple with her finger.
Out of nowhere, Kel slapped Exa as hard as she could on her ass.
Not only did I hear the smack!, I felt the vibrations through my shaft as well.
Exa grunted lustfully, then bit down on her lower lip and forced herself even faster down onto my cock.
Kel became rougher, biting Exa’s neck and pinching her nipple. Sela became just became the opposite: gentle, sensual, leaning in and caressing her hair, kissing her ear, running her finger down Exa’s thighs.
Exa bobbed up and down a few times on my cock, getting it deeper and deeper – until finally she took all of me, and her pussy settled down against my body.
“Oh Goddess,” she shrieked as she moved up and down, “it’s so good – so good – ”
The other two women basically went full orgy on her, with both of them Frenching each other in a three-way kiss, their tongues meeting outside their mouths, hands clutching each other’s breasts, fingers pinching nipples.
“It’s so BIG,” Exa groaned as she moved her hips in a circle, grinding herself into me.
I was just enjoying hearing a woman say I was big for the first time in my life.
“How deep is it?” Kel asked, her voice filled with lust.
“SO deep,” Exa moaned in pleasure and pain as she rode up and down on my cock.
“Is it thick?” Sela whispered in her ear.
“So thick… so thick… so thick,” Exa chanted, her eyes closed and her back arched in pleasure.
Her sounds began to grow higher in pitch – “unh, Unh, UNH, UNH” – as she bobbed up and down harder, faster. Her voice climbed an octave, then two, and she began to scream, her whole body writhing.
Then she stopped, glistening with sweat and gasping for breath.
“Oh my Goddess,” she moaned as she slowly raised herself in the air, letting my shaft slide out of her with a wet schlik sound. “You have to try it.”
Then she collapsed on the bed beside me.
Sela shook her head, her face a mask of fear. “No. There’s no way that will fit.”
“You don’t have to put it inside you, silly,” Kel teased her. “Just play with it. Put it between your legs and see what happens.”
I had to admit, I kind of wanted her to put it between her legs and see what happened, too.
With a look of hesitation, Sela straddled my lap, took my shaft – which was wet with Exa’s juices – and pressed it right up against her pussy.
Oh God.
She had me right between her lips, although she wasn’t putting me inside her.
“Here,” Kel whispered, “I’ll help you.”
She moved behind Sela and began nuzzling her, kissing her neck, encircling her with her arms and cupping her breasts in her hands, slowly squeezing them and kneading them.
Sela began to moan and move back and forth, rubbing her
clit up and down my shaft, riding me in the groove between her lips.
The sensation was amazing. After the Vulcan death grip that Exa had put on me, this was pure sensual bliss. Soft, gentle, wet.
Sela moaned as Kel kept caressing her, murmuring in her ear, softly stroking her hair – both the long white tresses cascading across her shoulders, and the little patch of white at the base of her belly. Not only that, but Kel would give me a little stroke now and then, her hand moving down to fondle my shaft and press it harder against Sela’s pussy.
Oh Jesus…
It was a good thing I’d been coming four or five times a day over the last few days with Tarka and Alaria, otherwise I would have popped off right then and there. But I kept myself from going over the edge.
Sela closed her eyes and arched her head back, lost in the moment. She began to groan – not like Exa’s lustful grunts or high-pitched screams, but a feminine, low sound, slowly building in intensity. She began pressing my shaft against her harder, riding it from the tip of my head down to my balls, her flesh pressing hot and wet against me.
“Goddess… Goddess… Goddess…” she whimpered as she quickened her pace, and then she let out a long, lingering cry as her entire body shuddered.
Kel stopped grabbing Sela’s breasts so hard, and went back to merely cupping them, occasionally caressing her belly and thighs.
Sela’s look of orgasmic bliss settled into a wide smile. She continued to slide wetly up and down my shaft for another minute, then turned and kissed Kel over her shoulder.
“Do you want to play with him now?” she cooed.
Kel grinned. “Yes.”
Sela collapsed on the other side of my body from Exa.
Kel moved into place – but instead of bringing my cock close to her thighs, she just knelt there and stroked it, the wetness from the other two women providing more than enough lubrication. Her fingers played expertly over my head and down to the base, then back up again.
She looked directly into my eyes. “Do you like that?”
“Uh-huh,” I groaned.
She moved her palm up to my head and began to make a swirling motion around it.
“AAAAH!” I cried out.
The head was too sensitive – the sensations were overwhelming, like being tickled when the other person won’t stop.
“How about that?” Kel asked mischievously as she continued to swirl her hand.
“It’s too much – stop – stop – ”
“You want me to stop?” Kel asked with fake sympathy as she kept going.
“Yes – stop – please stop – ”
Her fingers slipped down over my head and slid down the length of my shaft.
“Unnnhhhh,” I groaned, as much from the pleasure as from the release of that overwhelming sensation.
Then she did it again, swirling her wet palm over my crazy-sensitive head.
“Ah – ah – stop, stop,” I begged.
“Say please,” she teased.
“PLEASE, STOP – ”
Another long stroke down my shaft.
“Are you going to put it in you or not?” Exa growled crossly.
Kel laughed. “No way. I want to be able to walk tomorrow.”
“Well, if you’re not going to, then let me do it again,” Exa said.
She gently pulled Kel off of me, crawled over her, then straddled my lap again – but this time in reverse cowgirl. I watched her firm blue ass, mesmerized, as she guided me up between her thighs – then slowly lowered her lips down on my head again.
“Oh Goddess,” she grunted as she took all of me inside her with one long, slow plunge.
“Ohhh, he stretched you out!” Kel grinned with obvious merriment.
“Uh huhhhhh,” Exa groaned.
She began rocking her ass back and forth, back and forth. I watched in delight as she worked my shaft, its pinkness disappearing into her wet blue lips over and over.
“I want some fun,” Kel pouted playfully, then grinned at me and winked. She bent down to my bound hand, her breasts swaying, and took all five of my fingers in her mouth.
Uh… okay…
After drenching my fingers with her saliva, Kel positioned her thighs over my hand, took my forefinger, and slowly slid it inside her pussy.
Even with something as small as my finger, she was incredibly tight. The look on her face was definitely pleased with the sensation – but then she held up a finger to her lips like shhhh, winked at me once again, and reached behind her.
I couldn’t see what she was doing, but I felt her fingers close around my pinky and guide it upwards.
My fingertip touched something puckered and soft – and then she sank down fully, taking my pinky inside her other hole.
The guttural moan that escaped her lips nearly made me come myself.
What the fuck.
Everybody’d been silently mouthing the word for a while, but I guess I was finally experiencing anal.
Just not the way I thought I would.
Kel began grinding on my hand, my index finger deep within one warm, wet part of her, my pinky inside another. She clutched her breasts as tightly she could, squeezing and pulling her nipples so hard I thought she was going to do permanent damage to them. Her face contorted in a mask of pain, but the noises coming out of her mouth were pure bliss.
She even took my wet thumb, pressed it against her clit, and began to grind that against her, too.
Sela was apparently feeling left out, because she leaned over my face and kissed me.
As incredible as the other stuff was – one nubile frost elf riding my jock and another one doing naughty things with my fingers – the softness of Sela’s lips on mine gave me a feeling of intimacy and connection that had totally been missing. The taste of her mouth was sweet like sugar.
She kissed me lovingly and caressed my face and chest.
Then she moved her body across my face, dangling her large, soft breasts in front of me. Her nipple found its way to my lips, and I latched on and sucked as she moaned.
After a minute of that, Sela pulled away and looked me in the eyes, her long hair forming a curtain around my face and hers.
“Will you do something for me?” she whispered.
All other thoughts had gone completely out of my head.
I just nodded like an idiot and said, “Uh huh.”
Then she sat up on her haunches, lifted one knee up, and straddled my face.
Holy shit.
Her wet lips pressed against my mouth, and I could taste her: sweetness like freshly squeezed grapes, mixed with an intoxicating musk. I gently pushed my tongue up inside her as far as I could, pressing hard against the tight constriction of her sex.
Above me, she moaned in ecstasy.
I pulled my tongue out and began to lick the tiny blue pearl at the top of her cleft.
She began to moan louder. Her fingers moved softly over my face and head, stroking my hair.
I lapped at her swollen clit, slid my tongue inside her, and then pulled back out to caress her all over again.
In retrospect I am ashamed to say it, but there wasn’t a thought of Alaria in my head at all.
I was lost in sex heaven – not the intense physical and emotional high I’d felt with Alaria, but an overwhelming of my senses. One woman grinding up and down on my shaft, while another woman was letting me penetrate her not once, but twice. And then finally the third elf pressing her pussy to my mouth, stroking my hair tenderly as I went down on her.
Their sounds were the stuff of wet dreams. Three women getting closer and closer to orgasm, all of them moaning in their own distinct ways, getting higher-pitched, louder, more intense.
Exa’s lusty grunting and panting as she murmured, “It’s so big… oh my Goddess you’re so deep inside me…”
Kel’s anguished cries of pain and pleasure…
Sela’s feminine murmurs and cooing…
I was drowning in female flesh – the scent of their bodies filling my nose
, the taste of Sela on my tongue, their bodies sliding wetly across mine, skin against skin, my body inside all three of theirs at the same time.
The only thing I wished was that I could see it all.
My entire field of vision was taken up with Sela straddling my face – and while that was awesome, I still wished I could watch three hot, naked women using me for their own pleasure.
I was almost on the verge of coming. I knew it was going to happen within seconds – especially as the girls’ noises began to increase in intensity, their voices rising almost to a scream.
Then I felt warm water splash across my belly.
I was in shock.
Did Exa just squirt?
I had seen it before in porn, of course – though no woman I’d ever been with had done it.
But I didn’t see how that could be it.
For one, Exa was facing the wrong way.
Secondly, it wasn’t a thimbleful of fluid – or even a glassful.
We’re talking about a bucket of warm water. Maybe two. My entire torso was doused in warm wetness.
Maybe frost elves are different…
Then all three women screamed at once.
Except… it didn’t sound like pleasurable screaming.
Suddenly Sela was gone from my face as she scrambled in fright across the bed.
Kel was still on my hand and Exa was still impaled on my shaft, but they’d stopped moving and were gazing in stark terror at something off to my left. I’m pretty sure I felt Kel’s sphincter tighten, and it wasn’t from excitement.
I looked over to see what they were staring at.
The ice wall had been melted through entirely with a four-foot-wide hole.
That, I realized, was where the warm water had come from: melted ice spraying all over me.
There stood Alaria, her parka open to reveal her massive breasts and incredible body. Her hands were on her hips, her face was contorted into a rictus of fury, her teeth were bared, and her eyes flashed murder.
Stig stood next to her, his hand covering one eye as though he were afraid to look.
“So awkward,” he muttered.
16
Everything turned into chaos.