The World of Erasthay

The Rogue's Harem Book Two: Rogue's Wicked Harem

Chapter Forty: Orgiastic Celebration

by mypenname3000

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Sven Falk – Az, Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of Zeutch

The weight of my promise to the Goddess pressed on my shoulder as I held my sister against me, her body naked, her arms tight around my torso. A door opened and several priests and priestesses of Rithi vanished out of the room. Kora's lips kissed at my cheeks, so hot and warm, so giddy with delight. We were healed.

And... and.. I had to give her up. I had to let her go. My arms squeezed tighter about her, crushing her to me. My other women were rising around us, set out on the large bed at the center of the room. A breeze drifted through an open window, carrying fresh air and an owl's hoot. My gaze swept across the room at everyone, the ones who were sick. I didn't see Ava or Greta, but they must have gotten us here. My eyes settled on Kora.

The lives of my women versus continuing to love my sister.

“Brother mine,” Kora whimpered against me. Her lips kissed closer to my mouth.

She tasted so sweet. Her body felt so light in my arms. It was such a wondrous delight. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, wanting to lose myself in this moment, to just love my sister and...

I had to give her up.

The joy I should feel at our recovery didn't rise in me. The Goddess's words crushed it.

“Master.” Zanyia rose. Her ears tawny twitched as she rose and stretched, her little breasts jiggling. Her tongue flicked across her pink lips. “Master!”

She threw herself at us. Her arms went around my sister and me, her naked body pressing against my side. She purred with such delight. Her tongue lapping at my cheek, feeling rough and delicious. Her lips joined ours, turning it into a three-way kiss.

A moment later, Nathalie pressed in on the other side. She moaned out in such passion, hugging as tight as Zanyia. Her blonde hair fell loose about her youthful face, her blue eyes shining with such delight.

“Oh, wow, that feels amazing?” Aingeal asked. She rose on the bed, her pink butterfly wings fluttered behind her. Her large tits swayed and jiggled. Her nipples hardened, growing turgid as she licked her lips.

I broke the kiss with Kora, smiling at my faerie wife. She fluttered towards us, rising from the bed and she drifted closer, her purple eyes twinkling with delight, pink hair swaying about her face.

“Mmm, I see we're celebrating our good fortune,” Aingeal said as she settled down behind Nathalie.

“Of course we are,” Kora said. She beamed at me, a gleam in her blue eyes. “My Goddess saved us. Rithi wants us to continue making art and enriching the world.”

Ealaín rose naked behind Kora. The black-skinned aoi si stretched her back, her white hair swaying about her shoulders, her large tits jiggling. She fixed her citrine eyes on me, hard, knowing. She gave me the slightest nod as she leaned her back against the wall.

She knew about my promise.

“Yeah,” I told Kora. Rithi wanted one of us to keep making art.

I stared into my sister's face, studying her beauty. Color spotted her cheeks. The wan pallor and the dark bags beneath her eyes had vanished. She looked vibrant. Alive. Free to keep making her art. A treasure to the world. A treasure I wanted to keep, to hold in my vault so only I could enjoy her.

I had to share her with the world. But not right away. I had her for a little while longer. I needed to enjoy her while I could, admire her beauty while she was all mine.

I pulled her tight against me and kissed her hard. I thrust my tongue into her mouth. She moaned into my mouth, her body squirming. My dick ached and throbbed as it hardened. Passion surging through me as my blood pounded. I loved my sister hard, I showed her all my feelings in the kiss, my hands sliding down her supple back to her rump.

I squeezed her butt-cheeks, loving the feel of her ass. I kneaded her. Her tongue thrust into my mouth. Her fingers scratched at my back, her round breasts and the ruby amulet rubbing on my chest, smearing my cum that had splattered me as I came away, making her tits feel slippery.

“Master!” Zanyia purred. “Mistress! We're alive!”

“We are,” Nathalie purred. “I'm so happy, Master.” Her lips kissed at my cheeks. She nibbled on my chin.

Kora broke the kiss. “Mmm, brother mine, let's create something beautiful.”

My smile grew. “Oh, a collaborative effort?”

Aingeal giggled. “That's one word to call an orgy!”

Kora nodded her head. Then she ducked her head down and licked up at the cum adorning my chest. Her tongue felt so hot and lithe as she gathered up my pearly jizz. I shuddered as she brushed my nipple, a naughty gleam twinkling in her sapphire depths.

“Yum!” Nathalie said and leaned down, licking with her.

I groaned, letting my two women lick up my cum. I leaned back, my dick throbbing harder. My sister grasped my shaft as I stretched out on my back. She stroked me, pleasure rippling down my shaft, her touch lithe and delicious. Nathalie's tongue reached my other nipple, sucking on it.

Tingles zapped down my cock. I groaned, my dick twitching in my sister's hand. It felt so weird having both of my small nipples sucked and nibbled on. It didn't have the intensity of having my cock sucked, but it felt nice.

“Master's liking that,” Zanyia said, kneeling over me, her ears twitching. Tawny hair spilled about her shoulders. She squeezed both of her small tits. Her fingers swept across her dusky nipples.

Kora released my nipple as she moved down my body. She smiled at me. “I think my brother wants me to suck on something else.”

“Mmm, I do, sister dear,” I groaned, trying to ignore that weight and just enjoy myself. To savor these moments.

“Ooh, this is so hot. You two are so sexy.” Her wings fluttered. She lifted into the air, her breasts swaying. “You use your mouth on him, Kora, and we'll see if he can do the same to me.”

“Sounds like a challenge,” I said, my sister kissing at my stomach. Aingeal's wings beat hard. She hovered over me. I stared up at her hairless pussy gleaming with her pussy juices. Her cream ran down her thighs.

She settled down onto my face, her honey-flavored pussy pressing into my mouth. I groaned, my tongue flicking out, gathering her juices. My dick throbbed in my sister's hand. A moment later, her plump lips nuzzled on the tip. She sucked on it, her cheeks hollowing.

Then she bobbed.

I groaned into Aingeal's hot snatch as my sister's lips slid up and down my shaft. She sucked hard, the suction reaching into my balls. My tongue jammed into Aingeal's pussy. I swirled it around inside of her, churning her, letting her honey delight pour into my mouth. Just a delicious treat.

“Ooh, yes, he's doing a good job, Kora,” Aingeal moaned. “I don't think you're sucking hard enough.”

Kora's mouth popped off my dick. “Mmm, let me see what I can do.”

“Make him howl,” Aingeal groaned, her hips undulating, grinding her pussy on my mouth, her hot flesh smearing across me. Her juices ran down my cheeks and chins. Her honey cream tasted so good, pouring into my mouth. “Make him explode.”

“I love making my brother explode,” Kora purred.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

My sister's mouth engulfed my rod. Incestuous pleasure shot down my shaft. My balls tensed. Her mouth bobbed up and down on my dick. Her tongue danced as the suction increased. Her hands found my nutsack. She massaged them, tingles racing up them to the tip of my shaft. That wonderful ache formed.

It inspired me to please Aingeal. To give my faerie-wife the same delight that my sister gave me. My tongue licked through her folds. I gathered up the delicious, sweet-honey juices. My tongue brushed her clit. I fluttered against her. I nibbled on it, sucking on her little bud.

She gasped out in delight. Her hips wiggled from side to side. Her butt-cheeks clenched. I grabbed them, squeezed and kneading them as I devoured her pussy. I groaned into her snatch while my sister sucked harder on my dick. She moaned about it, the humming bliss buzzing around the tip of my cock.

It felt incredible.

I loved my sister. I didn't want to lose her. Anger swelled through me.

“Oh, Cernere's black fingers,” moaned Aingeal. “Gods, you have an amazing tongue. You are sooo inspiring him, Kora.”

“She's like Rithi herself,” Zanyia moaned. “Just creating something beautiful.”

“She's sucking so hard,” Nathalie moaned. “And look at her head bob. So fast. Ooh, Mistress, you're loving Master's cock.”

“Uh-huh,” Aingeal moaned, her hips swirling around, her hot pussy lips rubbing on my mouth. “Oh, Gods, I'm going to cum.”

“Do it,” I groaned, squeezing her ass hard. “Cream my mouth.”

“Cernere's nimble fingers, yes!” moaned Aingeal.

Her wings fluttered above me. A cool breeze wafted across my forehead as she squirmed more. Her honey juices poured into my mouth. I drank them down as her back arched. Her pink hair danced across her supple back between her beating wings.

“Sven!” she gasped.

Her body heaved. I jammed my tongue into her mouth, loving the feel of her convulsing cunt. Her musical moans resounded through the room. My dick throbbed in my sister's hungry mouth. Her hands massaged my balls, bringing them closer and closer to my eruption.

Kora sucked so hard. Her tongue danced around my crown, massaging that ache. I groaned into Aingeal's convulsing snatch. My entire body tensed. My hands clenched Aingeal's ass hard, fingers digging into her plump rump.

I came.

“Pater's cock!” I growled into Aingeal's honey-flavored snatch.

My cum pumped into my sister's hot mouth. My body bucked as the rapture surged through me. Jolts of incestuous electricity rushed through me. My eyes squeezed closed. Stars twinkled across my vision. Such euphoria filled me.

For a moment, I forgot all about the promise. I just let myself enjoy the forbidden rapture of cumming in my sister's mouth. She gulped it down, sucking hard. My pleasure peaked in me.

And then it passed.

My promise slammed into my mind. I let out a groan as Kora just sucked a final time on my dick, drawing out the last of my cum from my balls. I shivered, Aingeal squirming on my face, her wings fluttering stopped.

“I need this cock in me,” Kora moaned.

“Ride him, Mistress!” Zanyia cheered.


Kora Falk

I grabbed my brother's cock, loving the feel of the incestuous shaft in my hand. I brought it to my dripping pussy. It felt so wonderful to be cured. No weight dragged at me. I felt so buoyant, almost lifting off the ground from all the joy billowing through me. Sven stared at me with these hungry, blue eyes, his stubbled chin coated in Aingeal's juices.

“Ride him, Mistress,” Nathalie said, golden hair sweeping about her angelic face. Her little titties jiggled with such enthusiasm.

“Why don't you ride him, too, you naughty, little slut,” I purred, rubbing my brother's cock against my shaved pussy lips.

“Yes, Mistress,” Nathalie moaned in delight.

Sven licked his cream-covered lips, eager to feast on her. She sprang onto him in a flash, her blonde hair swaying about her shoulders. Then she pressed her golden bush into my brother's hungry mouth.

“That's it, brother mine,” I moaned. “Lick that little slut's pussy. Make her squeal on your lips.”

“He is, Mistress,” she moaned, squirming her hips, her firm tits jiggling.

“Now it's your turn,” Aingeal said as the faerie grabbed the lamia, pulling Zanyia to her large, pillowy tits.

“Mmm, fuck him hard, Mistress,” purred Zanyia before her face buried between Aingeal's big tits.

“I will,” I said and impaled my pussy down his shaft.

“Sister dear,” he groaned into Nathalie's pussy.

“Brother mine!” I whimpered. “Oh, Rithi, he feels amazing in me!”

My brother grunted.

I closed my eyes and just savored feeling him in me. It was so wondrous to have our bodies united in incestuous passion. I groaned, my pussy clenching and relaxing on his cock. I never wanted to give him up. I would be with him forever.

Nothing would stop me.

He groaned as I rose up him, my pussy gripping his cock. Pleasure rippled through me. Ecstasy shot through me. My eyes widened as the delight surged through me. I groaned, wiggling my hips, stirring just the tip through my cunt.

Then I impaled myself down him, my round breasts bouncing, the ruby amulet swaying between them.

“Mistress,” Nathalie gasped. She grabbed my tits, her fingers stroking the vine tattooed across my left breast. She brushed my nipples. “Ooh, yes, your brother is... is...”

“Just enjoy him, slut,” I moaned as she pinched my nipples.

My cunt clenched down hard on my brother's cock. I whimpered, riding him faster and faster. My breasts jiggled, my nipples stretching in her grasp. I shuddered, the delight rippling through my body, compelling me to ride my brother faster and faster.

I loved working my pussy up and down his cock. My arms went around Nathalie's neck, pulling the girl into my tits, sharing her with my brother. She moaned and purred into my breasts, her lips kissing and nuzzling at the inner slopes. She kissed, teasing me, driving me so wild.

I leaned forward into her, rubbing my clit into my brother's pubic bone. His wiry pubic hair tickled me. I shuddered, drinking in the incestuous situation, the bed creaking and groaning as I fucked him faster and faster. I made such beautiful art with my brother.

“Rithi!” I moaned. “Oh, thank you, my radiant Goddess!”

“Gods, yes,” Nathalie moaned. “Rithi's inspiring beauty, Master! That's my clit.”

“It's so cute,” my brother groaned, his voice throaty.

I shuddered, taking his cock to the hilt in my cunt. My clit sparked delight on his pubic bone. The incestuous pleasure surged through me. My cunt clenched hard on his dick. I whimpered as Nathalie's mouth engulfed my nipple. She sucked hard.

I came.

My pussy spasmed about my brother's cock. It rippled around it, worshiped it. Incestuous bliss filled me. I whimpered and groaned, stars dancing before my eyes as the euphoria washed through my body.

“Rithi!” I whimpered. “Gods, I love cumming on your dick, brother mine.”

Nathalie whimpered about my nipple. The girl trembled. I stroked down her back, feeling her orgasm rage through her, given that same gift by my brother's passion. My eyes rolled back into my head as my cunt convulsed about his dick.

“Pater's huge cock!” he growled into Nathalie's cunt.

Hot cum spurted into me.

My brother's incestuous cum pumped hot into my cunt's depths. My snatch spasmed harder. Another wave of rapture surged through me. My pussy milked his cock. I wrung him dry as he growled into his sex slave's pussy.

“Ooh, that's so hot to watch,” Zanyia purred, her head resting on Aingeal's pillowy tits.

“Hot to feel!” I whimpered as my brother's final blast of cum fired into my cunt.

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