I watch her closely to gauge her reaction as I slip my fingers into her back entrance, but she only groans and asks for more. I push more and more with each inch, until I’ve got two fingers crammed up there, while Yamarz feasts between her legs. That’s enough to have her scream in bliss, and she cums all over his tongue, while I can barely contain myself at the thought of being inside her soon.
“She’s ready,” he grunts, moving back up. With easy movements, he hoists her legs open and slots himself inside her, the passage made easy with all her slick.
Leaving my fingers within her for a moment, I relax and enjoy the view. Yamarz is rocking her steadily onto him, lowering them both as he does so. He’s rubbing and caressing everywhere he can, from her neck to her pelvic bone, and seeing my Willo lost in pleasure like this makes my heart feel light as a bird.
With another light massage to make sure she’s ready, I slip out of her backside, only to replace my fingers with my rod, also covered in oil. Yamarz keeps his thrusts slow and steady, allowing me to slip in comfortably.
Willo gives another gasp at my penetration, but aside from that, keeps pushing into the both of us. She grinds down on me, and then rocks back onto Yamarz, going back and forth between us. The sensations are overwhelming, and I can tell he feels the same, ensconced by all that terrific heat, as I am.
This is everything more than I imagined it would be. Since this all began, I’ve had this fantasy many times, but all my dreams have paled in comparison to the cognizance of reality.
There is no more control anymore. I tear away at her bonds, needing no more restrictions- only her. Willo’s arms come up immediately to wrap behind my neck, and I push her closer to Yamarz, as we both thrust wildly in tandem.
Our only thought– my only thought– is to please her, to show her the depth of our love for her. It stems here, in our shared desire to prove how there are no barriers between the three of us, not anymore.
She rides Yamarz, while I ride her. It is the most astounding, most glorious experience I ever hope to share, and I am beyond happy that I can share it with these two.
My heart sings as Yamarz drives even harder, dragging Willo happily along his shaft. Again she screams out in bliss, overcome, as she squirts sweet nectar all over the both of us, squeezing down on us so tightly, we’re left with little choice but to follow her over the edge as well.
It is wild and chaotic, humbling and intimate as well. We all collapse together, softened but not separated. Making small adjustments, we three settle in, all seated within each other, too exhausted and lust drunk to care. Somehow all of our limbs manage to tangle and entwine around each other in a delightful love knot, and I only have one passing thought before we all drift off to sleep.
“I don’t know about you guys, but I can’t wait to do this again.” I joke, sure they agree, but I’m already snoring as they nod their heads.
30
YAMARZ
Istand in front of the mirror, double checking my appearance for the big day ahead. I lick my palm and brush it over a stray hair sticking out from the side of my forehead. I then turn to my dear friend who stands by the door.
“Well,” chuckles Duma. “All I can say is congratulations to us both eh? Who would’ve thought?”
“Certainly not me,” I reply. A part of me is still in disbelief that I’m being mated today.
“Well you deserve to be happy my friend.”
“Do you really think so?” I say, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves.
“Of course I do, don’t be silly.”
“It’s just that I’ve suffered and struggled with myself for so many years. There’s still that old voice inside of my head saying I haven’t earned any of this.”
“Yamarz…”
Duma steps away from the door, coming to my side. He rests a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I look at him wearing a concerned look in my eyes.
“That’s just the old you talking. I can see it in your face. Today’s a big day for both of us, but you especially. You’ve made it no secret to me your past troubles and how they affected you, but here we stand today to change all of that.”
I cast my gaze back to my reflection. There brews a tension in my chest that squeezes at my heart, each one clutching the air from my lungs. It comes to boil as a lump forms in my throat.
“I cannot deny how happy I am, I guess I just have trouble accepting that I deserve everything good in life.”
“The best days of your life are on its way to you my friend,” says Duma. “So much joy awaits you today. It’s what Rushnak would have wanted.”
Emotion wells in my chest at the mention of my brother. More than ever, I long for his company.
I wish you were here to join me Rushnak.
“You’re right,” I reply. “But at least now I have other people to live for.”