V3Ch13.5-Cuddle Puddle (NSFW)
It was only after Kistana shuddered, lowered her legs, and stilled that Tybalt again became fully aware of the others around them.
The catgirl had taken his full attention for a long time, but he heard a distinctive, slick, wet sound from beside them as they finished together.
He looked to the left, and Vidalia was masturbating shamelessly, licking her lips as she looked at him.
To the right, Mariella was doing the same, but with a hint of shame. She averted her gaze slightly when he looked over at her as if she’d been caught - then whimpered and came.
“Oh, fuck,” Vidalia said from the other side. “Oh, Tybalt…”
Then she too reached her orgasm.
In front of the rest of them, Dero began slowly stripping Victoria of her clothing. Tybalt realized they had waited to get started until he was more or less done with round one. Victoria looked deeply into his eyes, her body shaking with nerves, as the dark elf disrobed her. The blouse lifted over her head, showing her breasts with their large, engorged nipples, her soft curves - and the beginning, at her waist line, of a womb tattoo.
So all of the members of Tybalt’s harem had those now.
Behind her, Andrea danced closer than before, no longer in her runic circle, seemingly done with the spirits and ready to involve herself more deeply in the orgy.
“I hope you will enjoy every minute of what comes next, my lord,” the lamia said.
“Which one of us do you want next?” asked Vidalia breathlessly.
“How about - um, together?” suggested Victoria.
Tybalt raised an eyebrow.
What do you want to do together?
“Oh, you want to do that, Vicky?” Vidalia asked.
“I don’t think I want to have my first time, all the way, today, unless Tybalt really wants to,” Victoria said slowly. “I’m still a little nervous. But we could, um - if you’ll show me.”
Her sister nodded eagerly.
“What- ” Tybalt began.
“Don’t ask questions.” The lamia’s voice wound its way into his ear again. A forked tongue traced the side of his neck sensuously. A pair of hands rubbed at his abdomen, and a pair of large breasts pressed themselves against his arm, barely covered by the wrap top she wore. “Just receive exquisite pleasure, and thank the gods.”
And you, Tybalt thought, eyes darting sideways to Andrea.
“Oh? You like what you see?” she asked teasingly. Her eyes darted over to where Victoria and Dero had been. Tybalt followed her gaze and saw the three girls in a huddle, furiously discussing something.
“Well, I’ll admit that I got a little hot and bothered watching what you did to the kitten,” Andrea continued. She reached down and pulled Tybalt out of Kistana. The catgirl let out a little growl but didn’t move. She was still in an afterglow. A thick flow of white dripped from her opening. She lifted her hips to avoid wasting more.
The lamia stepped in front of Tybalt, blocking his view of Kistana, the foxgirls, and Dero. She jerked him with one hand and began unwinding her top with the other.
“They said it’s all right as long as you don’t finish with me,” she muttered. She locked eyes with him and grinned, exposing her long fangs alongside normal human teeth. “So, just don’t come.” She lifted her skirt slightly - so little that Tybalt didn’t get to see what was beneath - and pulled Tybalt’s manhood under it. He let her do what she wanted, considering he was already curious about fucking a lamia, and the others had all given their consent. He felt a warm, wet opening, and then he was inside her.
“Mm, nice.” Andrea licked her lips and started humping him. As she moved, Tybalt noticed her tail wrapping slowly around his legs, constricting around his body as much as she could to increase her leverage and control while maintaining her balance. It put a lot of her weight on him, but he was easily strong enough to handle it.
“Yeah, you like that?” He grabbed her hips, and as her top fell, exposing her big breasts to his view, he started thrusting into her in time with her movements.
“Remember, I’m just entertaining you while the others figure out their plan of attack,” the lamia said between gritted teeth. “Be a good snack. Behave yourself, and don’t finish.” She undulated her hips in a way that massaged him suddenly and intensely pleasurably, then grinned.
“You’re trying to make it harder,” he said, smiling despite himself.
“I don’t - mm - think you could be much harder than this.”
With her body type and position semi-constricted around him, she had elevated herself slightly above him, so he had to lean up - or she had to lean down - to kiss. They touched lips a few times, but mostly, he focused on her breasts. He buried his face in there and kissed every bit of flesh.
The lamia began to moan quietly.
Then a throat cleared from beside them.
Tybalt turned and saw Mariella, standing there naked, arms crossed underneath her own considerable chest.
“I’m ready for my turn,” she said.
“My apologies,” said Andrea, whose face was slightly red. “This is your sex toy, of course.” She squeezed Tybalt with her lower muscles once more and pulled all the way off of him, then began uncoiling.
Mariella didn’t wait for Andrea to finish. She grabbed Tybalt’s shaft from the base, lifted her leg, lined him up with her entrance, and pressed him inside her.
Both of them moaned loudly as he bottomed out inside her.
“Yep, that’s where you belong,” Mariella muttered, her inner muscles giving Tybalt a sort of proprietary squeeze.
“Were you actually jeal-” he began.
“Yep,” she replied unabashedly. “There’s a reason we don’t normally want you screwing random women. It’s jealousy. I don’t mind it for a night. And I don’t feel jealous of the other women who are actually part of our lives, our family, spending time with you. But it would be weird for me not to feel something when, um, Andrea is just helping herself.”
As Andrea’s coils came fully unwound from Tybalt, he took a few steps forward, lifting Mariella off the ground as he continued fucking her. He moved until he had her back against the wall, legs wrapped around him, and their lips joined in a messy, horny elven-style kissing session.
After a minute of this, a pair of tiny breasts with very erect nipples pressed themselves into his back. He felt Dero’s lips tracing his spine. She wrapped her arms around him, reached up, and started playing with Mariella’s breasts - squeezing them like she was giving them a massage.
The fire mage just smiled at the sudden outside assistance.
Tybalt thought he sensed Andrea looking on in his peripheral vision.
Jealous? he wondered.
He kept thrusting into Mariella for perhaps ten minutes before she loudly came, and he allowed himself to finish too. After all, he could apparently just keep going right now, despite orgasm.
He slid out of her, and Dero quickly took her place against the wall.
“Be right back,” Mariella said quietly, pressing her thighs together as she crept away, fluid trickling down her legs.
Tybalt lifted Dero and entered her in exactly the same position he’d been using with Mariella. They both grunted as he felt the familiar massage of her inner muscles.
Even though the positioning was the same, Dero’s lighter weight, shorter stature, and smaller breasts made it a different experience. He could thrust into her with more force, move her around more easily, and despite her being on top, he still had to lean down to kiss her.
He tried to take advantage of all of it, slamming her ass into the wall with every thrust, pulling out until only the tip was inside of her and then plunging in deep. The dark elf covered his neck and chest in kisses, squeezed his ass, and teased him as she liked to do.
“So, you going to say thank you for this present?”
“The part where I got injected with venom?”
“No, all the fucking that you wouldn’t normally get to experience in one night… because you got injected with weak venom.”
“Thanks to you guys, I missed having my fortune told,” Tybalt replied.
“Aww. I’ll tell Kistana you found her distracting.”
Tybalt made Dero cry out his name almost as quickly as Mariella, and then they switched to doing it from behind.
“This is the best fucking position,” Dero groaned as she slapped a hand against his thigh. “Harder, please…”
Tybalt obliged.
For another five or ten minutes, he thrust into her, fondled her tiny breasts, squeezed her ass, and sucked and bit her neck.
When she came for the second time, she sighed and dismounted.
“You’re done already?” he asked, lightly teasing.
“I could go for a few more hours, but I’m being considerate. You have two more customers waiting for your business, sir.” She pointed, and Tybalt saw Victoria and Vidalia standing there, wearing nothing but smiles - Victoria’s a nervous one and Vidalia’s confident and lustful.
Dero’s breath tickled his ear. She had stepped in very close.
“You’d better satisfy them, don’t you think?”
Tybalt nodded, and she flicked her tongue over his ear.
“You’re so accommodating about getting your dick sucked,” she said. She reached down and squeezed him. “We’ll go again after, so don’t use up all your energy.”
“So that’s what’s happening,” Tybalt muttered.
“Ah, fuck, I spoiled the surprise,” Dero said. She backed slightly away, and the foxgirls stepped closer, looking at Tybalt’s still-hard erection with interest.
Then Mariella stepped into view. Tybalt turned to face her and saw that she had apparently been getting a bucket of water and a towel. She hadn’t even cleaned herself off. His semen still ran down her leg.
“Just wanted to get you cleaned off for them,” she said quietly. She dipped the towel in the water and then spent a minute washing off his phallus, her breasts not-so-accidentally rubbing up against his side as she worked.
This is a good day, Tybalt thought. I’m just a walking dick today, and tomorrow, I’ll go back to being a threat to the world. But this is a really good day. I should make time for this sort of thing more often when I sit on the throne…
“Dero,” he hissed.
The dark elf leaned in expectantly.
“See if you can get us some of this venom to keep for, um, future parties.”
She gave him an amused look. “You think you’re the first one to think of that? You’re the third person to mention it… after I came up with the idea in my own head. Don’t worry, we’re going to buy ten jars of this.”
Then Mariella finished her cleanup job - giving Tybalt a few unnecessary strokes with her towel-clad hand and a light kiss on his lower head - and Vidalia and Victoria knelt in front of him.
“Since this is Vicky’s first time, we’re doing this together,” Vidalia said in a voice that sounded like she wanted to pretend she was being innocent.
“I think I’ll be ready for the real thing whenever it’s my turn on the weekly schedule,” Victoria said. She had a hungry look in her eyes. “But I think today being extra special for you and Kistana means I should probably wait until then.”
Tybalt looked down at both Vidalia and Victoria’s womanhoods. They both looked extremely wet and sticky. Victoria’s was like that despite her not, as far as Tybalt had seen, having masturbated watching him like Vidalia had.
The situation has her really hot and bothered.
“I’ll lie down for this,” he said, “and you two kneel beside my head.”
Victoria’s eyes darted to the side for a moment as she pictured it. Her face reddened slightly, and then she nodded.
Dero smirked. She knew where this was going.
Tybalt lay on his back, and the two foxgirls took up their positions on either side of his head. They bent forward and began kissing their way down his chest toward his manhood. Tybalt waited until they were fully bent over before he began lightly teasing their wet, engorged lower lips with his fingers.
Vidalia just accepted the touching with a pleased expression, while Victoria jumped slightly at the touch, then reddened and continued kissing around his belly button. Her expression was exquisite. Like she was enjoying Tybalt playing with her pussy and also desperately trying to pretend that she didn’t really notice.
He swirled his fingers around inside both women’s entrances, then stroked the rough patch just inside.
Vidalia just moaned and kept kissing down into his pubic hair, licking the base of his shaft.
Victoria moaned, too, and humped into his touch, but she also broke off kissing her way down his body to turn and look back at Tybalt.
“Please don’t, um, break it - the barrier inside,” she said, blushing. “I just had the thought that it would be wonderful if we could do that on our wedding night.”
Tybalt nodded, shifting from a playful smile to a serious expression.
“Thank you,” she said, smiling lustfully.
He began kissing her lower lips at that point, and he delighted in the ragged breaths, whimpers, and moans that his most proper fiancee let loose in response to his lewd licking and sucking.
“Tybalt, you’re - mm - distracting her,” Vidalia said, speaking with slight difficulty as Tybalt’s fingers thrust in and out of her.
“I want her to come,” he replied. “For the first time, I think? That’s special. We don’t need to do her first time with sex tonight, but I really want her to have an orgasm.”
Victoria nodded her agreement, her mouth tightly shut, her expression visibly full of lust.
The agreement between the other two got Vidalia to calm down for a few minutes. She just silently stroked Tybalt’s shaft while he focused his full attention on eating her sister out. She tasted sweet and pure to him, though part of that was surely everything he knew about her.
To the side of them, Dero quietly cheered Victoria on, while Mariella occasionally kissed both Tybalt and Vidalia on the neck and body, stroking Tybalt alongside Vidalia some of the time.
Finally, Victoria shuddered and loudly cried out as she came. Tybalt felt and tasted a sudden gush of fluid, and Victoria collapsed onto her stomach, breathing heavily. Beside her, Vidalia wiggled her ass at Tybalt to get some more attention. He had kept stroking her absentmindedly, but at a lower intensity.
Now he shifted to her and gave her an orgasm with his mouth too.
By the time that was done, Victoria had recovered somewhat. Red-faced, her hair a mess, her expression full of desire when she looked at him, she resumed what she and Vidalia had been in the middle of before. She started kissing her way up Tybalt’s shaft.
When Vidalia came, Victoria sucked Tybalt’s tip into her mouth, drawing a surprised gasp from him.
He sat up to get a better view.
Vidalia, recovering quickly from her second orgasm of the night, brought her mouth beside her sister’s and kissed her way up from just beside the tip to his base. She enthusiastically licked up and down his length, like he was coated in candy, while Victoria tried to stuff more and more of his lower head into her mouth until she gagged.
As Victoria pulled off of him with a loud gulp, Vidalia lightly kissed her on the lips.
“Do you like it?” Victoria asked.
He just nodded, a little at a loss for words at the sight of the virgin foxgirl with drool and pre-come running down her lips, looking up at Tybalt for approval.
She took on a focused look in response, then took a big lick of the tip.
“It doesn’t taste bad,” she added, smiling.
I try to eat a good diet for… these purposes, he thought.
“Together,” Vidalia said.
Victoria nodded.
The two foxgirls came together for an elven-style kiss around the head of Tybalt’s dick. Their little hands rubbed up and down the shaft while their tongues massaged the most sensitive part. They separated from each other after an intense few seconds of licking his tip.
Victoria took him deeper than she had before, while Vidalia slid up and down his shaft, kissing and licking - and occasionally offering instruction.
“Look him in the eyes, so he knows how much you like it.”
“If you touch yourself while you’re sucking it, in the back of his mind, he’ll know you really want to be fucking him.”
“If you come from that, say his name. Or try to, around his big, juicy dick…”
“Let me do it.”
Vidalia lightly pushed her sister to the side. Her mouth separated from Tybalt’s dick with a slight popping sound. Victoria looked slightly annoyed or sad for a moment, then focused on watching Vidalia work.
“Breathe through your nose, and ignore the gagging,” Vidalia advised.
Then she took Tybalt almost to his base, eyes watering, slight sound of gagging audible even with three women now masturbating around her.
She looked deep into Tybalt’s soul, tears in her eyes, and Tybalt could have sworn he read her thoughts in that moment: See how much we love you?
Then the foxgirl let the tears fall. She pushed all the way down to the base as the droplets ran down her cheeks, gagging loudly now. The swallowing sensation around his tip was intense, and Tybalt almost came right there.
Vidalia pulled off just in time to avoid it. She seemed to know how to play with him just the way she wanted to now.
“You try,” she said, pointing Tybalt’s dick at Victoria.
The other foxgirl swallowed, licked her lips, and then dove face first onto Tybalt’s tip. She took him, not as deeply as Vidalia, but deep. Her fist stroked what little was left outside her mouth tenderly, while her other finger moved rapidly between her legs. She stared deep into Tybalt’s eyes in a near perfect copy of what Vidalia had done.
There was a slight difference in their expressions, which Tybalt tried to interpret as she used her mouth like a pussy, pushing him in and out faster and faster.
Finally, he realized what it was. Both of them were smiling, but Vidalia’s looked like she was having fun, whereas Victoria’s was more like she was dedicated to her task and took pride in doing it well. Or perhaps that was just his impression.
She applied more suction, and Tybalt felt the telltale signs that he was about to explode.
He tapped her ass lightly, and her eyes darted to him questioningly.
“Hey, I’m going to finish,” he said.
“You have to swallow, to make sure he enjoys it properly,” said Vidalia softly.
Victoria nodded, and her throat moved, her eyes locked on Tybalt’s expression as she sucked harder and harder, licking as she did so.
As usual with blowjobs, it was the eye contact that did it for him.
He grunted as he finished, and her lips turned up a little more as she swallowed his seed down. She popped him out, kissed the tip, and smiled broadly.
“Happy birthday, Tybalt,” she said with a strange blend of innocent and sultry in her tone. “I hope you’re enjoying your present.”
“I did… I mean, I am.”
“Yeah, we’re not done yet,” Dero said from off to the side.
Tybalt turned and saw her standing next to a revived Kistana - she had seemed on the verge of falling asleep last time he looked - who looked at his manhood with an expression of hunger.
When the catgirl caught him watching her, she reddened slightly and made her expression more serious.
“I, um, want to make sure we make as much effort as possible to breed before we have to fight more battles,” Kistana said. “In case something happens to you, the rest of us will raise the next generation of fighters. You should impregnate as many of us as possible. We will keep going as many rounds as necessary for- ”
“Um, kitty, you don’t want to use that as your reasoning,” Dero said.
“Huh?”
Vidalia pointed, and Kistana looked down and saw her womb tattoo was lightly glowing.
“Oh. Um, well, it is still Lord Tybalt’s birthday. For his sake, we should…”
In the end, Tybalt had sex at least once more with every one of them except Victoria, who remained technically a virgin by evening’s end. By the end, they were treating it like a sport or game. Every one of his women swallowed his seed, received it somewhere on the outside of her body, and inside her womb - except Victoria.
The more innocent of the two foxgirls did help with the other women’s intercourse with Tybalt - kissing his neck or stroking him when he wasn’t deep inside someone else - and she seemed happy to do that. Her touches and kisses were tender and sweet. But Tybalt sensed that she had hit the limit of how much she was willing to do on her first night of sexual activity.
By the end, with all parties exhausted and Tybalt’s erection finally relaxing back to a normal condition, they all went upstairs to a bed that had been prepared in anticipation of the orgy. There, they collapsed into a naked, sticky cuddle puddle.
It had been a long night.