by Reed James
“Do it!” I moaned into her cunt. I slipped a second finger into her asshole.
We fingered each other's holes. She plunged a third finger into my cunt, stretching out my silky sheath. I whimpered, my two digits flying in and out of her velvety bowels while her tangy juices poured out of her cunt and down my hungry throat.
I feasted on her. I enjoyed every bit of her cunt as much as I could. I drove myself wild with delight for her. I couldn't stop. I had to keep feasting on her snatch. I sucked on her labia as my pleasure swelled and swelled in me.
“Gods, Kora!” I whimpered.
“I know,” she moaned back. “Oh, Gods, I know. Slata's hairy cunt, yes!”
Her asshole writhed about my fingers. Her tangy cream squirted out of her pussy and bathed my face. I groaned, opening wide and drinking down her juices pouring out of her. Her orgasm spasmed her body on top of mine.
Her lips latched onto my clit and sucked.
Pleasure surged through me. I whimpered at the delight racing through my body. I groaned and spasmed as she bucked atop me. She smeared her hot cunt into my mouth as she moaned about my clit. Her fingers jammed so deep into me.
“Kora!” I screamed as my rapture exploded through me.
My pussy convulsed about her plunging fingers. Waves of ecstasy washed through my body. I shuddered and drank it in. I moaned into her bred pussy while my impregnated cunt writhed about her digits.
We were both bred by our husband. It was so wonderful. We would share this experience together. I squeezed my eyes shut, my mind melting from joy and bliss. I clung to this pleasure, so drunk on it. I was free of my father and united to my husband and all his sexy women.
“Thank you, Luben!” I cried out in rapture.
Chapter Twenty-One: Blissful Passion
Zanyia
My tail swished as Master lined up his dick at my aching asshole. I caressed his muscular chest with my dancing tail. My pussy clenched down on Ealaín's clit-dick. The busty demigoddess squirmed beneath me, her yellow eyes glowing so much.
“Fuck her, husband,” she moaned. “Let's share our naughty sex slave.”
“Yes, yes, share me!” I yowled as Master pressed his dick, wet with his step-sister's juices, against my asshole. The forbidden cream made his cock feel so slick against my sphincter.
“Gods, you are one wicked sex slave,” Master groaned as he pressed forward against my asshole.
“I am, Master!” My tail stiffened. My anal ring widened to swallow more and more of his cock. My pussy clenched down on Ealaín's dick buried in me. “Las's amazing cum!”
Sven's cock slid into my depths, stretching out my asshole and stuffing my nethers to their limits. Two dicks filled me. My holes squeezed down on the shafts. It was such a wild treat. I leaned over Ealaín, purring loudly.
“Gods, Zanyia,” growled Sven, his voice so thick.
“I know,” Ealaín said, her white hair framing that midnight-black face twisting with rapture. “Rithi's inspiring gaze, that feels incredible. She's so tight now.”
“So tight,” I agreed. “Now, please, fuck my naughty asshole, Master!”
“When I'm ready, slut,” he growled, hugging me from behind. His hands cupped my breasts, fingers kneading me.
I gasped and groaned as he played with my nipples. He squeezed my little mounds, making me squirm on their twin dicks. Pleasure spilled through my body. I was so excited for this. So eager to be pounded hard.
My tail swished against his chest as Master moved. He drew back his cock through my asshole, stimulating me. My bowels drank in the friction, transforming it into rapture. My cunt grew hotter around Ealaín's girl-dick.
I squirmed, stirring my snatch around her shaft while Sven rammed into me. My Master filled me to the hilt, his balls smacking hard on my taint. The sound echoed through the room. I whimpered and groaned, shuddering at the feel of him in me.
He fucked me hard, working my pussy up and down Ealaín's clit-dick. I yowled while purring. My petite body squirmed and wiggled on him. My ears twitched. He pinched my nipples as he grunted behind me.
“Work those hips, slut!” he growled. “Pater's cock, yes! Just like that! You want our cum squirting into you.”
“Yes!” I moaned. “My Master's cum and my wife's cum! It's so naughty!”
“Uh-huh,” Ealaín moaned, her face contorting with bliss. “That tight cunt... Gods, I'm going to cum so hard in you.”
“Yes, yes, yes!” I yowled, my orgasm building so fast.
It was so wonderful to be filled with two dicks. My body drank them in. I yowled so loud when Ealaín thrust upward, her girl-cock slamming into my cunt while Master's dick buried into my asshole. The pleasure built and built in me, making me shiver and shudder.
My ears twitched as I enjoyed it more and more. Such delight swirled through me. I whimpered, my pussy growing so hot. My holes drank in the dual frictions. That velvety heat of Master's cock slamming into my bowels met the silky passion coursing through my pussy.
The two delights built in me. My tail stiffened. I purred in rapture as I came.
My holes writhed about their dicks. I yowled in wordless passion. Twin waves of ecstasy washed out of me, spilling from my spasming holes. My pussy and bowels convulsed about their thrusting dicks. I spasmed out of control on them, my moans singing through the temple.
“Fill me with all your cum!” I moaned. “Please, please, Master! Mistress! I'm your slave-wife! I need it! I need all your hot spunk spurting into me.”
“Gods, yes!” Sven groaned, slamming into my massaging asshole, the friction keeping my orgasms alive.
“Just keep working that cunt up and down my dick!” Ealaín groaned. “Rithi's inspiring touch! Just... Just... Yes!”
The hermaphrodite's dick erupted. Her cum fired into my pussy. I whimpered, my convulsing snatch writhing about her cock, milking out all her cum. Another orgasm surged through me, more powerful than the last.
“Gods!” growled Master. “Pater's mighty cock, you want my cum!”
“Always! I'm your whore! Your slave! Please, please, use my asshole!” I screamed while the ecstasy melted my brain. It was all so wonderful to experience. The two dicks filled me to my core.
Master rammed forward into me.
His balls smacked into my taint. His dick lanced to the hilt in my convulsing asshole. He grunted, his hands squeezing my small tits hard. My tail caressed his back, spasming to and fro, as his cum boiled into me.
Blast after blast of his cum pumped into me. I whimpered, my eyes squeezing shut as the two dicks I loved pumped their jizz into me. My holes welcomed their jizz. I threw back my head as the rapture melted my brain.
“I'm your slave!” I howled. “Your happy slave-wife!”
~ * ~
Sven Falk
Zanyia stumbled from us and headed for Greta and Nathalie, eager to have her holes licked clean. I stared down at Ealaín. Her glistening cock, thrusting dark out of the pink folds of her pussy, shrank. A strange thrill ran through me witnessing the hermaphrodite's shaft vanish into her pussy, becoming a little clit once more.
“Mmm, I could use some loving from my husband,” Ealaín moaned and rolled onto her hands and knees. She wiggled her ass at me.
“Do you?” I asked, my dick aching so badly. Her pink slit beckoned between her dark flesh. “You don't mind where my cock was just at?”
She reached between her thighs and parted her folds, her pink depths glistening. “Do you see how wet I am, Sven? How inspired I am to create more art?”
“Mmm, I do,” I said, bringing my dirty cock to her pussy.
I slammed my dick to the hilt in her tight pussy. She gasped, her ebony back arching as I buried to the hilt in her. Her butt-cheeks rippled. She whimpered, squirming and stirring her juicy snatch around my dick, buffing Zanyia's ass juices off of it.
My balls tightened at that thought. My new demigoddess-wife whimpered and moaned, squeezing her cunt down on my dick as I thrust into her. She
rotated her hips, swirling her hot flesh around it, cleaning me.
I leaned over her, grabbing her swaying breasts beneath her. I kneaded her tits and nuzzled into her ear, her white, silky hair caressing my cheek. “Mmm, you just love my dirty cock in your cunt, don't you?”
“I do,” she whimpered, driving back into me. “Gods, this is so wicked. You're... you're my husband, Sven. My husband! I never thought... I never intended...”
“I know,” I groaned, thrusting with all my might. My balls smacked into her over and over, that wet sound echoing. “You're just my demigoddess slut now.”
“I am!” she whimpered, her pussy clenching down on me. “Kora... Kora inspired me to be your whore! To surrender myself to you! Ooh, you know how to love me like a woman! How to fuck me! Yes, yes, ram that filthy dick into my cunt! I'll clean it!”
“Ealaín!” I moaned, thrusting harder. I buried into her depths, my orgasm building again in me. My wives—my harem of beautiful, wonderful, amazing women—gasped and moaned around us, celebrating this moment.
I pushed down darker thoughts and fucked my demigoddess hard.
Her silky pussy engulfed my dick over and over. Her juices bathed my cock. The pleasure swept over me; a dizzy heat drove me to fuck her so hard. I squeezed her pillowy mounds as I gave her all the pleasure I could.
She moaned and gasped. Her cunt grew hotter and hotter about my dick. Her snatch clenched about my shaft, embracing me in her juicy passion. My pleasure increased with every thrust. My balls grew tighter and tighter, my cum approaching a boil.
“Gods, you are hot!” I groaned.
“That's your dick!” she moaned. “You're stirring me up. Rithi's amazing touch, yes! Oh, my husband! Make me cum on your dirty cock! That will clean it!”
I nipped her ear and pinched her nipples hard. She squealed in delight. I tugged on those nubs, the friction increasing as I buried into her juicy cunt. She shuddered beneath me, her cunt squeezing down around my dick. It was such an incredible delight. Such a wicked thing to experience. I never wanted this to stop.
I wanted to it to keep going and going. To fill me with such rapture.
She squeezed her pussy down hard on my thrusting dick. Her whimpers swelled and swelled. I twisted her nipples. She gasped, her ass thrusting back into me. My crotch smacked hard into her rump. My balls spanked her clit.
“Sven!” she gasped.
Her pussy writhed about my dick.
I groaned, reveling in her snatch milking my cock. Her hungry pussy spasmed and convulsed about it, massaging me. She brought me closer and closer to spurting my jizz into her. My eyes squeezed shut as I trembled.
“Cum in me! Breed me too!” she howled.
I buried to the hilt in her pussy, my dick buffed clean, and unleashed my cum.
My fingers pinched her nipples hard.
Ecstasy pumped out of my cock and assaulted my mind.
Blast after blast carried me to heights of rapture. I held her tight while her cunt milked my dick. She worked out every drop of my jizz. I groaned, my balls aching, feeling drained. I panted while I held her tight. We both shuddered through our pleasure.
My pleasure peaked.
“Ooh, yes, yes, yes!” Kora howled. “I'm so happy, Aingeal! We're a family for real now!”
I froze, my dick softening in Ealaín's pussy. The aoi si squirmed beneath me. The guilt crashed through me. I just bred my sister and... and... “Gods, what are we going to do about Kora?”
Ealaín tensed beneath me.
~ * ~
Prince Meinard – Echur, Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of Zeutch
I couldn't take the tension. I needed the Paragon's monstrous forces. My armies were in full rout. Without my horde of animated statues, I was overextended. I had conquered too far, too fast for my forces to hold without assistance.
I couldn't wait. I needed a progress report. I sank into my proxy with the Paragon's monsters. My soul flowed out of my body and...
Inhabited strength.
My eyes opened. I sat up, the countryside blurring by. I frowned at the speed. The wagon I lay in bounced and clattered. I looked over my shoulder and... blanched at the sight: one of the monstrosities the Paragon lent me dragging the wagon forward, racing far, far faster than any monster. The Colony's insectoid form pulled the wagon, harnessed to its yokes.
“Prince Meinard,” hissed the Hunger, the bloated, centipede thing lying curled at my proxy's metal feet. It lifted its head. “It is not time for you. We are still hours from Az.”
“Hours?” I asked, hope surging in me. “Not days?”
“Hours,” the Hunger insisted, tar dripping off his corpulent and coiled form. “Circumstances have changed. Things in Az have grown... dire.”
“You've heard about the Temple of Krab.”
“Indeed.” The Hunger shuddered and clicked, the sounds making my real body tremble leagues away in my castle. “We shall arrive at Az at Dusk, Your Highness.”
~ * ~
Ealaín – Az, Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of Zeutch
My pussy clenched down on Sven's cock as his question echoed around me. I shivered and glanced to my left, locking onto my charge. My wife now. Kora writhed in a daisy chain with the others, lying on her side, performing such a delicious act of love as she ate Zanyia's pussy. The lamia's tail swished as she devoured Nathalie who had her face buried into Princess Ava who feasted on Greta who lapped at Aingeal, who finished off the chain by pleasuring Kora.
My heart melted at the sight of it. A pang formed in my stomach that cut through the pleasure of my orgasm. Everything was so confusing. I thought I'd done the right thing by convincing my Goddess-mother of where Kora should be. It was best for her heart, but it would hurt her.
I would hurt her.
“I don't know,” I said, a wave of hopelessness washing through me. What could be done about any of it? Sven's deal with my mother had such precise stipulations.
How did this happen to me? I shouldn't be this involved. I was never meant to fall in love with my charge. I was her muse, here to inspire her in the sexual art and her other endeavors, to protect her from the dangers of the world so she could focus on bringing beauty into the world.
“You don't know?” Sven said, his hands sliding up my body. He found my large breasts, squeezing and kneading them, his cock hard in my cum-filled pussy.
“You made a promise to my mother. You know why I can't do anything.” As I looked over my shoulder at Sven, his blue eyes shot into mine. “You can't have her adventuring with you. And she's pregnant now, too. All the more reason that she has to give this up.” Saying these words hurt. I didn't want to split her up from Sven. I wanted her to be with him, but...
I was wrong. Kora should be with her brother. She loved him. She was his wife now, but...
“You'll be with her?” he asked, voice low.
“Always,” I breathed, shuddering beneath him. That was true. I would be with Kora for as long as I could be; her living muse.
“At least there's that,” Sven said, his hands squeezing my breasts. “I... I trust you to protect her for me.”
A wave of joy washed through me. Tears tinged my eyes. I don't know why, but his faith in me... It touched me. This man had pulled me into the fold of his harem. His sister wanted me to be a part of all of this, so he welcomed me, too.
For her.
I turned my head as he leaned down. I shuddered as he kissed me hard. I felt the strength of his lips on mine. His hands squeezed my breasts. I squeezed my eyes shut. Because of me, our family would be split apart soon.
Chapter Twenty-Two: Rebirth
Princess Ava
I still buzzed from the celebration of our nuptials. If Priest Otmar and his wife hadn't started urging us out of their temple because they had others who needed to use it, we would have made love for hours more, inspired by Kora and her step-brother.
Our husband.
I felt like glowing as we stepped out of the
temple. The sun was past its zenith and heading toward the day's end. I stretched my back as a wave of joy washed through me. My back popped for a moment, my dress swaying around my thighs, rustling with my movement. I stared out at the people bustling down the street, mostly Zeutchian humans with blond or brown hair, their skin as pale as mine.
None of them knew we were all Sven's wives now. That I was pregnant.
A giddy thrill washed through me every time I thought about it, that I was pregnant with his child, not my step-father's. I was free of my father and his horrible spell. I no longer had my lusts twisted, inflaming my body to lie with him. I didn't feel a single urge to be with him.
I felt like a different woman. I was reborn inside the temple.
“I know,” Kora said, appearing at my side. She smiled, her face flushed. Her blonde hair, gathered in a pair of braids that fell down her back. Her pink priestly robes clung to her lithe body. She hooked her arm with mine. “We're both pregnant!”
“Yes!” I beamed at her. “Our children will be born at the same time. They're going to grow up so close to each other.”
Kora nodded her head, her free hand sliding down to rub at her stomach. I hoped that her step-brother's child grew in her. I knew I had conceived and prayed she had, too. It was such a naughty thing if she had, the proof of their forbidden love. My lust for my father had only one good outcome: I accepted Sven and Kora's taboo relationship.
I got to revel in it. Enjoy it with her.
I strolled beside her, smiling with joy, my free hand rubbing at my belly. I had Sven's baby growing inside of me. I was his bride. My joy felt so bright inside of me I was surprised I wasn't glowing as bright as the sun. It wanted to burst out of me. I wanted everyone to know how happy I was.
The other women walking with us, the other members of the harem, looked just as delighted. Zanyia had an extra zest to her scamper as she scurried at Sven's side. Greta and Nathalie giggled as they held hands, glancing at each other with such beaming joy. Aingeal's laughter floated down from above. If I could see her, I knew she would be beaming, her big tits jiggling. Even Ealaín, walking on Sven's other side in her armor, strode with such purpose.