by Eric Vall
“I need you to cum really fast,” I warned Jessamine, and I reached out and latched on to her smooth thighs. “You’re so amazing, I can’t take it anymore.”
“Whatever you say, hero,” she sighed as she pulled away from Cienna’s lips. Then she swiveled her hips so my shaft hit her in exactly the right spot, and I could feel her thighs start to spasm. “Good… thing… I’m… so… Yesss!”
A moment later, the raven-haired beauty screamed out in ecstasy, and my cock erupted inside of her at exactly the same instant. The convulsions of pleasure went on and on, and she pulled me tighter to her as I emptied pulse after pulse of my seed into her womb.
“Oh, god, Jessamine, your pussy is so incredible,” I gasped, and I could feel sweat running off my forehead.
“Hold on a minute,” Jessamine panted as she collapsed onto my chest. “I want to feel your seed inside me for as long as possible.”
She ground down into me one last time, and then she rolled off me to fall down panting on the bed. Her fingers automatically went to her pink entrance, and she sighed as she toyed with my cream that dripped from her lips.
“Cienna,” I groaned as I suddenly felt cold and alone. “Are you ready for the second part of the ritual? Are you ready to devour my seed?”
“I am,” Cienna whimpered, and she continued to squirm in her cum-stained dress against the pillows.
My cock throbbed in anticipation of what was about to happen. Then I noticed Jessamine gazing down at it, and I wondered if she wished she could put in her mouth instead.
“Here, Joe, sit back,” Jessamine commanded me, so I leaned back on my arms, and Cienna licked her lips.
“I’m so wet,” the blonde princess moaned as she scooted down to kneel between my splayed thighs, and the sight of her bound and in such a subservient position immediately brought me back to full mast. “I’m still dripping with him, but I need something inside of me while I suck him.”
“I will touch you while Joe watches,” Jessamine promised, and she positioned herself behind Cienna again so she could finger the blonde’s pussy. “I’ll reach under your dress for you. I won’t let you feel alone.”
“Okay, it’s time,” Cienna gasped. She gazed up into my eyes for a moment, and for a second, it was just the two of us. The room disappeared around me, and all I could see was the beautiful princess’ gleaming blue eyes.
And then she moved her face down onto my cock again. Her mouth was sloppy wet as she gently sucked the tip over and over, and I moaned in satisfaction. All I could hear was loud slurping noises and the sounds of Jessamine’s increasingly louder moans, and I looked up to find my wife had one hand between her own legs as she played with Cienna’s pussy with the other.
Cienna’s blonde eyelashes fluttered as she looked up at me, and she stared directly into my eyes for a long, endless moment. Then she hollowed her cheeks and took my slippery shaft all the way down her throat while I gasped.
“I-I don’t think I’m going to be able to last much longer,” I grunted. “This is too intense.”
“Do it, Joe,” Jessamine implored as she continued to play with herself and the other princess beneath the blue dress. “Complete the ritual for us.”
Cienna began to bob her head up and down to suck the tip of my cock again, and I reached out to gently stroke her long, blonde waves. At my touch, she moaned, and I could feel the vibrations throughout my entire body.
“Fuck, I’m cumming,” I hissed as my body seized up. “Take it, Cienna. Take my sperm.”
The blonde hollowed out her cheeks and deep throated me again, and then I exploded.
As my blood burned in my veins, I watched Cienna gulp down pulse after pulse of hot seed, and I felt the sparks pass between us again one last time.
“I-I’m cumming,” Cienna gasped as she tore her mouth away from my still twitching cock, and Jessamine screamed out as she climaxed again, too.
The three of us shuddered together for a long, endless moment before Jessamine scooted out from behind the blonde’s dress and came up to sit beside me. Then the dark-haired woman leaned forward, and she and Cienna kissed each other one last time as they shared the last drops of my creamy seed.
“Fuckkkkk.” I collapsed back onto the feather bed and sighed to myself with satisfaction.
Jessamine quietly untied Cienna’s wrists and helped the blonde out of her rumpled and cum-stained dress. Once they were both completely naked, a princess laid down on either side of me, and as they pulled me close, I felt an intense heat pass through my body, all the way from the tips of my toes to the top of my head.
“We are stronger than ever now,” Jessamine whispered as she laid her head on one side of my chest. “Together, the three of us are as one.”
“Thank you, Joe,” Cienna murmured, and her sapphire eyes found mine as she snuggled up to me, too. “I belong to you now, my husband, and I couldn’t ask for anything more.”
A broad grin spread across my face, and my entire body felt like it was floating on a cloud.
I’d started this journey as nothing but Joe the plumber, and I had ended the night as Joe, the hero, master and husband of multiple princesses. A beautiful woman laid on either side of my lax body, and I held my wives tight as I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
I couldn’t wait to see what else Fairyland had in store for me.
End of book 1
End Notes
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