Spoilertags: H/F/F, 3some, vouyerism, exhibitionism, oral, anal, squirting

  [colpse]“Sooo… you guys have been friends with Olka for long?” I ask my newest acquaintances – Lora and Laura – as we leave the exhausted Risitha in the hands of Baba Tika. The old Witch was relieved to find her student deep in slumber, as the Lynxgirl had apparently refused to rest earlier and wouldn’t listen to her teacher. She also gave us a knowing look and a sly smile of approval, making poor Wolfgirl squirm in embarrassment.

  “Yes, me and her started our Witch apprenticeship at simir time, and we are close in age” says the Konitsa, answering my question. “She’s very talented, and so started earlier than most – which means I’m a little older than her… and an early bloomer to boot!” She says with a wink and a flirtatious smile… which then deftes a little. “I think I get a bit why she feels left behind… I might not necessarily have as much self-control as I thought.”

  “That’s nonsense!” the Volkhsa interrupts her. “You’ve always been doing whatever came to your mind, especially as a kid… If anything, I would say you hold yourself back better now!”

  “She fshed me on our first meeting” I deadpan; it seems to make the Wolfgirl perplexed.

  “Oh, come on!” The Horsegirl is the one to respond. “I’m pretty sure many, many others were as straightforward as I was! Well… maybe fshing was a bit too mu-! Are you blushing?!”

  “It’s just… yeah…!” Even the Potion of Crity cannot prevent my blood from rushing to my face as my mind serves me memories of numerous first meetings I’ve had this st month – and yeah, even the very first contact with the locals had Po flirting with me since the get go! And others – like Volnika or Bulra? The Beaverkin, for example, was basically unable to prevent herself from drooling or ogling me right after seeing me!

  “Oho!” Laura smiles sciviously… with a mischievous undertone. “It seems I was right! So what do you say… to this!?” She suddenly pulls her top, liberating her breasts for the whole world to see; in particur I can’t look away from her nipples, rock hard and pierced – and the temptress knows that, revelling in the attention… attention not only from me – but also from the small gallery of spectators that formed spontaneously!

  “Go Girls!”

  “Give us a show!”

  “If only I wasn’t so gravid…”

  My blush deepens – as well as my feeling of embarrassment I share with Lora, who is even redder than me, and bites her lips on top of it. However, I realise that the longer I watch Horsegirl’s striptease and the longer I am being watched, the more I enjoy the situation; there’s just something fttering to the attention I am given. I would have never predicted that such situation would be arousing for me, but here we are. What’s more, it becomes abundantly clear that the Volkhsa gets into it as well – maybe even more than I. That thought, nevertheless, soon vanishes as some comments clue me in that it’s not her first public rodeo… and her scent betrays her excitement clearly.

  It looks that I picked more fetishists as my partners again – this time a proud and open exhibitionist, in addition to a closeted one. And that’s just the two of them – there are also multiple voyeurs, eagerly cheering us on. It’s… bizarre to me; then again, Beastkin are way more open sexually, as a memory from st night comes to me – a memory of a woman blowing a kiss and winking at me while being fucked by two men. It was an invitation, I realise. Is this… a norm?

  “You’ve heard the gals” Laura interrupts my musings with a smug glee. “I know the Gods gave me the perfect body that you would gdly ogle for hours, but… a woman has her needs, you know? And desires” she puts her one hand on her stomach, while cupping Lora’s head with the other; then she leans in for the kiss, presenting her hindquarters to our audience, earning another round of appuse from them. A part of me wishes I also had a view from the other side… but having the best view at the passion with which they are making out, more than enough makes it up for me. And when the Softkin starts undressing her partner, the tightness around my waist becomes unbearable – so I liberate my still-growing erection.

  “Nice cock, sis!”

  “I call dibs as soon as I recover!”

  “I prefer them with balls, but… it is good to mix things up from time to time…!”

  The overly positive comments make me feel even better about myself, so reward them by blowing a kiss at some of the nearby spectators – some of whom, to my great surprise, started rubbing their own pussies! One of them even sports her own penis, which she’s gently stroking now. I find it impressive that their libido isn’t diminished due to the te stages of their pregnancies.

  “They’ve already got their fill seven months ago… but we are still waiting!” I turn back to my partners to see them both fully in the nude. And while I’ve already had a chance to look at Laura, seeing Lora like this is a first for me – and she is absolutely lovely, albeit in a different way than her friend. Actually, seeing them next to each other allows me to pinly notice all the differences between the duo: where one is tall and lithe, the other is short and curvy; where one is fit and athletic, the other is soft and chubby; where one is decorated with numerous piercings and jewellery, the other’s skin is pristine; where one stands proudly, sure of her sheer beauty, the other is cutely slouching, red from embarrassment; where one’s skin is covered by short fur, the other’s is bare – sans a thick forest between her legs. And it’s that st part that my attention locks into: the soaked, thick jungle down there, releasing such a potent, intoxicating smell that even the Potion of Crity cannot prevent me from drooling.

  “Ho, ho! Looks like someone is pretty much totally under our spell! If only she wou-mmph!?” I cut the Konitsa off by kissing and embracing her. It’s my first time making out with someone so close to my height – and the experience is pretty amazing! Especially when her surprisingly long, sinuous tongue invades my mouth; and yet… the longer it goes on the clearer her ck of experience is, as I notice she doesn’t yet know how to use it to the maximum. And it becomes even more obvious when I switch to the Volkhsa, who – despite her timid behaviour – turns out to be quite a freak in the sheets under this thin yer of timidity. The difference, however, is pretty subtle and each of them is amazing in her own way.

  But kissing is not something that stays in my mind for long; instead I allow my nose to lead me towards the purplish, moist jungle between Lora’s thick thighs. A single whiff nearly takes me on a trip to another pne of existence – only the uncomfortable, crouched position I’m in keeping me anchored to reality. And so I grab her – and lift her up, earning a gasp of surprise from her and gasps of awe from everyone else. With both her legs on my shoulders, I have free, easy access to her intoxicating nethers – and as her overwhelming scent fills my nostrils and my tongue slips into her dripping honeypot, the world temporarily shrinks to contain only us.

  My moment of undisturbed bliss doesn’t st long, however, as nimble fingers wrap around my cock and start massaging it gently; my breasts aren’t left alone for long after, as a familiar, long tongue starts caressing my nipples, soon assisted by Laura’s other hand. And I continue eating out Wolfwoman’s pussy, allowing the Horsegirl to py with me however she wants. Yet, she stops soon and asks some questions I don’t pay attention to – they aren’t directed to me, after all, and my chubby lover answers them anyway.

  As a result, my lonely cock is warmly embraced by a tight, muscur vagina, as soon as the Konitsa gets into a comfortable – and, more importantly, stable – position. I help as much as I can and even seize her butt when she wraps her leg around mine. With my other hand grabbing the booty of my other lover, I have a perfect comparison between them: one is firm, strong and rather small; the other is soft, thicc and jiggly. They might be on the opposite sides of the ass spectrum, but I love both of them and the titilting contrast between them brings me to the edge – but I am able to dey my climax by focusing on pleasuring the woman sitting on my shoulders.

  As, even that cannot st forever – but I am not the one to push the first domino. It's Laura, doing something to Lora – something that makes the chubby woman quiver and shout in pleasure, as she wraps herself around my head… and squirts her love juice all over my face! The combo of its intoxicating taste, overwhelming musk and sheer volume makes my mind go nearly bnk – only barely registering that I pushed my other partner on my exploding cock, knotting her unceremoniously in a harmony of ecstatic voices, as my final thrust is what sends her over the Moon with us.

  It’s a small miracle we haven’t fallen, I think, as the rush of the sexual high that animated me slowly calms down. The weight I’ve been carrying also starts affecting me – but I know I cannot shift our position in any way without risking all of us colpsing. And I do not want to harm anyone who gave me such an amazing time – so I endure. Not that it is unpleasant, obviously; merely slightly uncomfortable.

  With a cleared mind, I can also pay more attention to the surroundings – well, mostly soundscape, as my view is still obscured by the Volkhsa still wrapped around my head. And she is still wriggling in pleasure – I have no idea what the Horsegirl is doing to her, but it works wonders. I also am finally able to hear – and comprehend – the reactions from the spectators gallery; they seem to be amazed, and – by the sound of it – most, if not all, are fervently pleasuring themselves. Apparently, whatever my taller lover is doing is very hot and kinky – and it picks my curiosity. Beastkin – and Vodyakin, judging by my only direct interaction with them – seem to be very freaky in the sheets, at least according to the standards of my past life; what Laura is doing must be outright deviant by them. Then again, Bulra’s BDSM proclivities were deemed bizarre by the same people, so what do I know. I think too much anyway; I should just focus on the blissful moment I am experiencing – and I do just that.

  But nothing sts forever and even our orgasms are slowly dying down. The jungle fountain stops, my knot deftes and Laura’s pussy rexes, allowing my penis to slip out. Finally, I put Lora down after her friend let me go. I look the Wolfgirl in her still cloudy eyes – and I see there still lies hunger, deep inside of them. I smile and lick my lips suggestively, making her mirror my gesture; I open my mouth to say something – but she is quicker and locks our lips in a passionate kiss, soliciting a round of appuse from the onlookers.

  “Woohoo! Go for it!”

  “That was so hot!”

  “That standing cunnilingus… Chieftain Yuras once did that to me… I’m so envious!”

  The st comment fills me with pride – but I have no time to revel in it, as there is a certain someone still waiting to be filled by me. And she is not the only one I want to please – I would feel especially bad for leaving Laura on the sidelines or having her do all the work again. I have no doubt she would make it enjoyable for me – but I don’t want to be selfish, only getting attention and never giving it back; she deserves to be pampered a little too.

  So I beckon the horny Witch and she trots to me with glee and giggles, my cum leaking from her pussy; and we kiss. To my surprise, I can taste a bit of my sperm in her mouth; she must have scooped and swallowed a bit earlier. But even more unexpectedly, she is a bit more reserved than not that long ago – but it works for me, as I scour our surroundings for some sort of inspiration on how to satisfy the both of them. And as I sweep through one of the tents, I notice the bnkets simir to those used by the pregnant spectators – and an idea pops into my head: I can lie down on it, allowing Lora to ride me horsegirl style, while eating out the Horsegirl; they can even kiss and py with each other that way!

  “Are you ready for seconds?” I ask my two lovers with confidence granted to me by my pn – and my erection, growing as I imagine our threesome. And while they seem enthusiastic at first… to my shock, the Volkhsa hesitates and fidgets uncomfortably, then freezes. Am I… am I pushing her to do something she doesn’t want?!

  “It’s okay” while I’m still paralysed from the shock, the taller Witch leans into the ear of the shorter one; she also gently caresses her lower stomach and shoulders. “I have good feelings about this time – not only do we clearly have the Goddess’ blessing, her daughter’s seed is truly potent – have a taste yourself!” She swiftly scrapes more of my baby batter and feeds it to her cowering friend, whose eyes immediately go wide with shock, before turning dreamy. “I see you like it… so what are you waiting for?” Laura ends her encouraging speech by loudly spping her friend’s ass; that makes the Volkhsa snap back to reality. She takes a quick look up and around. Then – before I can even propose my idea – she dashes to one of the empty tents and drops on all-fours, presenting her hindquarters to me.

  “P-please, Kora!” She begs. “Make me… make me a mother!”

  “With pleasure… but” I gnce towards the standing woman. “What about you? I had an idea how to pleasure the both of you, but…?”

  “Oh! Don’t worry about me” she waves her hand dismissively, with a mischievous smirk and a pyful glint to her eye. “Just focus on our dearest Lora – I will take care of myself and the two of you alright!”

  I have a bad feeling about this, but shrug it off; if she wanted to harm me she would do it earlier. And I haven’t regretted any of my sexcapades so far, so… I’ll keep an open mind and trust Laura to make us feel good.

  I approach the needy, kneeling Volkhsa with a grin; I find it humorous that the Wolfgirl wants to be penetrated doggy style – and me being a canine Beastkin as well is a cherry on top. So I kneel and take the position behind and above her, my hands beside hers; she looks back and I kiss her – and as our lips are conjoined, I put the tip of my cock on her hindquarters – and then push as soon as I locate her soaked vulva. We moan in unison, as Lora’s pussy – like I expected – quickly swallows my entire length. It feels fantastic; she’s warm and massages my dick gently – but firmly. I think it reflects her personality to a degree and is quite different from Laura; speaking of which…

  I feel Konitsa’s strong fingers grab my buttocks with enthusiasm; I cannot help but cry out in scivious joy and anticipation. And I don’t need to wait long, as her long tongue starts caressing my bia; it’s so good I slow my thrusts to avoid pushing her off me – or outright hitting her face with my ass. Her cunnilingus skills are way better than her kissing – which makes sense to me, as she feels to me like a more straightforward pygirl, eager to forgo the forepy in favour of the action. And I enjoy it greatly… until one, shocking moment.

  “Ah!” I shout as she licks the entire length of my perineum, up to my asshole! Is it what she was doing to Lora earlier? It feels strange, but… kinda intriguing; I want to try it more. “D-don’t stop!”

  My encouragement works, as the Horsegirl continues with greater enthusiasm. And when she finally slides in my butthole, it sends shivers up my spine. It feels… strange; I cannot exactly call it unpleasant, but… the experience is certainly a unique one. And the longer it sts and the more used to it I get, the more I seem to enjoy it – especially when I return to kissing the Wolfgirl and quicken my rhythm. With Laura’s long tongue buried deep in my rear and an amazing vagina enveloping my pecker, it doesn’t take long to push me over the edge; and as I knot the ecstatic chubby Witch, my mind arrives at an unexpected conclusion.

  I might have unlocked a new fetish.

  HoraceH.Horney