Perversions of the Flesh

As Ann looked down at her eager lovers, she felt the urge to take them. Ramming herself into them as violently as they wanted. Hearing their chorus of moans and cries of pleasure. Tonight, though? They didn’t have their sound bugs, so noise would be a problem. A problem that would probably tempt Minnie into the tent, but also piss off Bren and attract anything that could hear them. With the Mulsfar warning and the thing in the woods, caution would be her fun tonight.

She grabbed both women and pulled them in, running their faces against her twin cocks. Kat let out the first husky moan and earned a cuff on her ear.

“Listen to me, sluts,” Ann hissed. “You two are going to be silent tonight. Understood? I’m going to fuck you, don’t you worry,” she assured, addressing Kat’s worried look, “You just get to keep those pretty royal lips shut.”

Kat’s eye widened, and she made to talk back, but closed her mouth and nodded.

Rosalyn was already suckling at Ann’s tip, making dreamy eyes.

“See? Rosalyn’s being such a good girl. Go on, lambchop. You can have your treat.”

Without even needing to grab one of her horns, Rosalyn’s wide hips wiggled before she dove down onto the cock. Ann felt the neck wrapped around her length stretch to its limits as the woman sputtered quietly. If Rosalyn was anything, she was a size queen and refused to take too much for an answer. While she couldn’t take the girth without Ann’s skill adjusting, she would easily make up for it with how much she could swallow. Her lips met Ann’s fluffy crotch with a wet squelch. Her eyes fluttered up into her head. Ann knew she was on the verge of an orgasm.

“Good girl. Swallowing all of that all by yourself! Proud of you, Rosalyn. You could teach this princess a thing or two.”

Kat flushed. She got “Oi!” out before Ann clapped her ear again. Kat’s eye flared with a dangerous look, but Ann had Lover’s Intuition running right now. That outrage was barely hiding a boiling lake of arousal. She wanted more.

“Well? Get sucking. Or is a princess going to get outperformed by a common farm girl? Always knew you royals were s-” Ann didn’t get to finish her sentence.

Kat’s lips and tongue wrapped her in crushing suction. The woman didn’t throw herself at the task like Rosalyn had. Her single eye was blazing with desire as she slowly sucked herself forward. Ann wondered if she’d been practising her breathing because it didn’t let up for a moment. Inch after inch, she pulled the firm cock into her mouth. The only time she caught was at the entrance of her throat.

Ann watched with amazement hidden behind her aloof mask as Kat’s neck convulsed once, then pulled her in. Ann, from her art days, knew about male masturbators. She’d always wondered if the suction thing was just to keep them hard. Now she knew it also felt insanely good. Blood was pumping into the cock inside of Kat, and she felt herself swell. The swelling also tightened Kat’s throat, which was making her legs quiver. Ann wanted to move. She wanted to pound into the lovely faces staring up at her, making them a mess.

“Good. I knew the whore princess earned her name.” Ann had to close her eyes to contain the shiver as Kat’s throat tightened. The princess’s ears were bright pink with embarrassment. “Now be a good cocksleve and show Lambchop how you properly suck a cock.”

Kat pulled back and released the suction to take a breath. A second later, it was back as she noisily slurped her way back down.

Ann’s hand cracked against her skull again. She grinned as she felt Kat moan, her legs squirming together. Ann knew Kat liked it particularly rough, and her quite high defensive stats meant she felt more of the impact than the pain. “What did I tell you about noise, bitch? Do you want me to take this away?”

Ann nearly broke the facade with a laugh as she watched Kat try to shake her head with a cock lodged in her throat. If it wasn’t a laugh, it was going to be a moan. The way she moved only wiggled Ann’s length in deeper and gave her more friction.

“Get to work,” Ann growled. She turned her attention to Rosalyn, who’d been watching obediently as Kat started to do her best at sucking down Ann’s length without making noise. Ann was pretty sure the task was impossible, but that just made it more of a challenge for her princess.

“That’s it. Gods, I bet Orenous knew how much of a slut you are,” Ann growled, bucking her hips into Kat and Rosalyn’s faces, forcing them together. “She couldn’t let you not know your place. Sucking my dick, making all those lewd sounds. Now you’re even gonna fuck that other girl sleeping so quietly in the next tent over. Aren’t you?”

Kat couldn’t talk with her jaw forced open like this.

“Speak up. I can’t hear you,” Ann snarled, flicking the woman’s forehead.

Kat tried. She really did. Her throat hummed as her vocal cords futilely vibrated Ann’s length. A heavy throb sent a gush of pre into her lovers’ mouths. Both greedily swallowed.

“Damnit, if you can’t talk, then do something worth both our time,” Ann sighed. She grabbed Kat by the braids and started using the grip to push and pull her head. “Meanwhile, this sweet thing has been doing amazingly, haven’t you, my pretty lamb?”

Rosalyn’s smile couldn’t be contained, her cheeks dimpling even as she sank as far as she could with Kat’s head also in there. She’d been humming the entire time to a tune Ann wasn’t familiar with, and it felt incredible.

Ann threw her head back, biting back the urge to cum then and there. “Such a good girl!” she hissed, trying to keep her voice quiet. “I know you want it bigger. I’m sorry I can’t stretch you like you really want.”

Rosalyn couldn’t speak, but she didn’t need to. Glancing to the side, she grabbed Ann’s wrist and put it on one of her horns. Those hazel eyes, watered up from the throat fucking she was giving herself, begged.

“We’ll find a way,” Ann whispered, before yanking Rosalyn down. “We’ll find a way to stretch you until you can take me at my biggest,” Ann grunted, adjusting the rhythms of all three. Kat and Rosalyn were offset. Her hips were slapping into Rosalyn’s lips, meaning Kat never quite got the depth she really wanted. “Then I’m going to break you in. Going to mark your deepest parts with my seed.”

Ann felt her cocks throb. Her efforts to hold off her orgasm were failing. She pulled her precious lovers in, forcing their spit-covered cheeks together. Cum boiled up her shafts as she leaned forward. “Then, I’m going to breed both of you.”

Rosalyn she’d expected the near instant orgasm from. Both of them had been fingering themselves madly. Kat, however, came nearly as hard. The princess could barely hold herself up as her eye fluttered, choked moans quietly filling the tent. With that sight below her, Ann couldn’t hold back. She felt her twin shafts pulse, veins bulging as her frankly ridiculous orgasm began.

“Gonna fuck you so goddamn deep no one will be able to see you without smelling me on you,” Ann growled. “My pack. Fucking take it!” Ann had to physically fight the urge to howl. She was so happy that her girls were having so much fun, and that she could claim that she’d given them that. She wanted to announce it to the woods around them.

Eventually, Kat was tapping at Ann’s thigh, eyes growing unfocused. Ann pulled back from both women with a wet slurp. Thick strings of cum and saliva hung between her shafts and their respective set of lips. Even now, the monsters twitched, dribbling a bit more pearly essence.

Kat was sitting there, dazed, as she quietly pushed the cum on her cheeks into her mouth, sucking her fingers clean. Ann wondered if they’d actually unlocked a kink in her as well, or if this was more of her degradation thing. Maybe a princess being breeding stock was something she could run with later. For now, she’d given them the rough part of the night that they always wanted, but tonight wasn’t going to be all the usual.

“Lay down,” Ann whispered in Kat’s ear.

The woman obediently did as she was asked, raising her ass eagerly.

“No, silly. On your back. Rosalyn, lay on top of her, please.”

Once they were in position, Ann crawled over and took a moment to appreciate how soaked they were. Rosalyn’s black skin glistened in the crystal they were using for faint light, while Kat’s nethers were a pale contrast. Beautiful. There was no other word Ann could think of as she leaned in, taking a long lick of those sodden lips. The taste of a mountain storm. Both of her girls combined on her tongue.

More than you know.

Ann pushed that away. She needed to lose herself for a bit. Her fingers sank into Kat’s depths as her long tongue pushed into Rosalyn. A soft moan from above made her ears perk up. Kat and Rosalyn were making out. Ann pulled back enough to see, her tongue allowing her to do so and not break any contact.

Rosalyn’s face was cupped by Kat’s hands, and she was kneading the princess’s breasts roughly. Every time they parted, their breath rose as a combined cloud wreathing Rosalyn’s face. That never lasted long, as neither could get enough.

Ann got back to pleasing her lovers. She took a great amount of pride in how much she made her lovers squirm. If they could make a slutty mess out of her, she was determined to return the favour. She wanted to grow her fangs back, let her venom carry Rosalyn to her highest peak of depravity, but the urge was resisted. “Not tonight,” she kept telling herself as she felt a particularly hard clench from Rosalyn around her tongue, telling her of the woman’s next orgasm. She would have known anyway from the cries muffled by Kat’s lips.

Kat had Rosalyn in a death grip, her hands firmly wrapped around both horns as they made out. Ann was a bit surprised she wasn’t also feeling Rosalyn up, but she’d have time for that later.

Ann’s tongue had long since found Rosalyn’s most sensitive spots, and her fingers just hit Kat’s. Her cocks surged in the cold air as she felt her lover’s body respond. She wasn’t even touching herself, but she could feel the pre leaking out steadily and pooling on the ground. If Minnie were here, that wouldn’t be wasted.

Ann shivered from the thought and was caught off guard by how close she was to another peak herself. She’d know the intensity she felt when even eating out her lovers wasn’t normal, but it still surprised her when she nearly burst without any stimulation. Her tail was wagging happily, and her hips bucked on their own, seeking some sort of contact. They found themselves, but slimy flesh slapping against slimy flesh was just barely enough to keep her teased on the edge of release.

“Tasht sho good,” Ann slurred around her extended tongue. She did what neither of her lovers wanted and pulled back.

Confused looks and grumbles broke their liplock.

“Sorry, I need a minute, or I’m gonna bust as soon as I’m inside of you two,” Ann panted slightly. She’d been holding her breath without realising it.

“Since when ‘as that ever stopped ye from continuin’?” Kat pouted, a string of saliva still connecting her lips to Rosalyn’s.

“When I want to last for this part, and not go into a frenzied fuck-state?” Ann giggled.

“Aw, no rearranging my guts tonight?” Rosalyn’s quip was far more teasing than pouting, but Ann knew she was a little disappointed.

“Call me a softie, but I want to do something else tonight. Might still stretch, but not feral.”

Rosalyn pushed her shoulders up with her arms, bracing on Kat’s shoulders. She bit her lip as Kat finally took the opportunity to latch on to the dark nipples before her. “What… mmmmmf…, what then?”

“I wanna snugglefuck,” Ann declared.

“Wha? Wait, how? There’s three of us,” Rosalyn asked. She was doing an admirable job speaking in complete sentences while Kat happily nibbled and pinched her breasts.

“And I’ve got two cocks, and long arms. Helps,” Ann sighed. She layed down, head propped up on her shoulder as she watched Rosalyn get tortured.

Kat’s eye was gleaming with mischief as she delicately traced the underside of Rosalyn’s heavy breasts with her fingers. Each time she got a quiet gasp, she’d nip at one of the Druid’s areola or nipples. Never hard enough to get her to moan, but hard enough that the double hit of arousal made Rosalyn twitch.

Ann reached over and gently petted Kat’s hair as she played. It was adorable when these two got really into it with each other. Kat’s eye glanced over, and she let out a playful growl around a nipple in her teeth.

“Oh gosh, Ann, I’m really not gonna last much longer,” Rosalyn whined. “I want you inside.”

Ann grunted, hauling herself upright. “Let’s make a lamb sandwich.”

She was careful, guiding Rosalyn and Kat’s bodies to the right positions. Kat had to test her flexibility, pulling her knees back so they were over Rosalyn’s shoulders. That little extra space let their lips touch, luring Ann forward.

Two round, amazing asses framing dripping wet entrances all for her. Ann felt the feral urges Waheela warned her about. The need to fuck them raw.

Instead, she lined up, pressing her heads into the warm wetness and feeling the slight resistance of each woman before her tips spread them just enough. Slowly. Excruciatingly gently, she slid in.

Soft exhales filled her ears, and she joined in. It was such a different pace than their usual. She’d push gently, then pause, making tiny thrusts, before pushing in again.

Rosalyn was barely containing herself and bit down hard on Kat’s scaled forearm.

The princess squeezed internally, trying to pull Ann deeper.

Ann felt every rib, every fold, every little muscle misfire as she gently moved her way in before *thunk*. She felt her hips hit two others. The wet warmth quickly spread through her fur as her lovers saturated her.

She didn't move for a minute. Ann wrapped her arms around Rosalyn and Kat and just lay there. A cock would twitch in Rosalyn, making her squeeze back. This made her other jump inside Kat, which made her tense as well. Back and forth, over and over, each of them slowly pleasured the others.

Her first thrust was a short one. It was barely more than her adjusting her hips, but it felt like the two women underneath her had just been slammed into. Hands went to mouths before lips locked to keep themselves quiet. Kat’s muscles rolled under her hands while Rosalyn squirmed against her chest. The sweet druid was doing amazing things to her nipples with her back. She was mushed all up against Ann like the warmest pillow ever.

Ann giggled at the pillow metaphor. Fucking a pillow like this would be mortifying.

“What?” Rosalyn asked, her voice husky and breath short.

“Something stupid. Thinking about how pillowy you are, and my brain…mmmm… brain wandered from there.”

“Well, wander into me instead,” Rosalyn moaned. “This is torture.”

“Aye, love. This is good, but why not just fuck us proper?”

“Because,” Ann said, drawing most of her lengths out, then slowly starting to push them back in. “Sometimes you need a change of pace. Just lay back and enjoy, alright?”

“Relaxin,” Kat scoffed.

“Yeah. Be a good pillow princess,” Ann crooned. “Just lay there. Feel me spreading you so… so slowly. Feel your body accepting me. Notice your heart speed up, but only so much.” Ann dropped her voice to a whisper for both girls as she gently moved in and out. In and out. “Your bodies are perfect. They’re incredible, and I love them dearly. I love how rough we can play.”

The next thrust was marginally quicker, earning Ann a delicious pair of moans.

“I also love to pamper you two. Have you noticed yet? How close you two have gotten? Kat’s practically wringing me, and I’ve barely gotten started. I think she’s getting off harder on the gentleness than the rough treatment.”

“She… mmf,” Rosalyn bit back a moan. “She’s acting tough. She’s stopped sucking my tits. I can feel your fingers shaking, Kat.”

Ann smiled. It was a warm, gentle smile. “Let it happen, Katlyn. Just let it wash over you. Feel it, let it carry you, and let it go.”

Kat’s eyes closed, her face scrunching up. Ann felt her body tensing as she reached her climax. Rosalyn reached up and kneaded her brows apart, relaxing her face as she whispered soft comforts. “It’s alright. Just relax. I’ve got you, my strong princess.”

Kat relaxed. Her walls still rippled and clenched, but the arms that were wrapped around Rosalyn slackened as she rode the wave.

Rosalyn wasn’t far behind her, either. A long exhale, and her forehead fell to rest on Kat’s chest. Her body shook, even as she tried to relax. The druid was always incredibly sensitive, and Ann had hoped this would help her last a bit longer. She was happy to be correct.

With those two either in or coming down from their orgasms, Ann let her own begin. It was so different from her usual rutting. She felt her stomach gradually tighten. Her cocks swelled and throbbed, but that was out of her control. For now, at least. She felt the cum rising, felt it travel through her, seeking rapid escape. Gently, she pressed her knots against the women. Her instincts demanded that she force them in. She didn’t. She just nestled there and began to fill her lovers. A warmth filled her chest as she tightened her hug, bringing Kat and Rosalyn closer.

She closed her eyes and found her soul. It was burning. Not like when she and Rosalyn kissed. That was an inferno. This was a warm hearth fire. Healing and nurturing.

Ann wasn’t quite sure how long they stayed there. It was a while, she’d thought. They’d gone again, keeping the same, mellow pace.

The next thing she knew, her eyes cracked open. A warm body was under her, and another below that one. They’d fallen asleep like that. Connected as deeply as possible.