“Eep! I’m cumming! Aanhaah!”
Along with her orgasmic scream, Olivia bucked and spasmed. For a while, she only gasped for breath.
“Ready to apologize?”
Olivia nodded, drained.
“Yeah. I’m sorry, dearest.”
“I love you, Olivia, so I got really flustered when I thought I hurt you.
Please, don’t do that anymore. When I see you crying, it makes me want to cry too.”
“Okay. I love you, too.”
While she was still recovering from her orgasm, I lay Olivia back on the bed and kissed her. She was breathing pretty heavily, so it was best to let her rest for the night.
“Well, since Olivia’s fallen asleep, looks like it’s just you and me, Diane.
Sorry for shorting you on attention before, but now you’re getting the full treatment.”
“I am yours, Lord Chris. Enjoy me to your heart’s content.”
Diane resumed her previous position, getting on all fours as she beckoned me closer. Now that she had been brought into the fold, I realized my nights would be a lot longer.
The next morning, we went straight for the bathtub. After our nightly pleasures, we were covered in sweat and other miscellaneous fluids. We decided not to gross out our servants by exposing ourselves to them, so we used the secret staircase hidden in my bedchamber to descend to the dressing room.
The bath had been heated the night before, so the water had gone tepid.
Still, it was perfectly acceptable for taking the stress and drowsiness off.
“Aaah. ♪”
Olivia drew closer to me, cheerfully soaking in the tub as her silver hair sparkled, reflecting the light streaming in from the window. She had just washed it thoroughly, and now it shone in the morning sun.
“I didn’t notice it last night, but your hair’s gotten even prettier recently.
And your skin, now that I look at it. You smelled lovely, too.”
I ran a comb through her hair, feeling no resistance whatsoever. It was as smooth as silk.
“It’s all because of the soap and shampoo Diane brought for me. Her family has a long history of hygiene and cosmetics research.”
She did say they were brothel managers, right? It made sense for such a family to branch out into those fields.
“All throughout time, it has been woman’s nature to want to be beautiful for her man. To entice bees to pollinate you, a flower must be both attractive and sweet-smelling, after all.”
Diane sunk into the bathtub along with us, putting me in the middle between her and Olivia. She immediately took my arm and leaned into my shoulder.
The scent of flowers wafted over from Diane’s hair, subtly different from the product that Olivia used.
“That smells really nice. I bet whenever anyone passes by you, that smell makes them want to ‘pollinate’ you.”
“Naturally, I have no plan to entertain any bees but you, Lord Chris.”
She giggled breathily and scooched yet closer to me. Whew! I’d cum so much last night, but my little guy was already good to go another round.
“Oh, you.”
Olivia grinned at me and reached for my member. Diane did the same thing simultaneously, and their combined gentle caresses had the soldier ready for war in no time.
“We could fuck until we drop first thing in the morning, but how about I just cum inside both of you once, and then we get out?”
I stepped out of the bath and started by rubbing Olivia’s nether regions as she sat on the floor. Her carpet—silver, like the drapes—was now neatly-trimmed, no doubt under Diane’s guidance. When I ran my tongue along the honeypot that I’d filled up last night, I noticed a sweet scent.
“Shhlp, mmch… Mm, smells good. Did you put perfume on because you expected this?”
“Nhaaah! Y-Yes. After all, dearest, you do seem to like initiating sex during baths… Eeyah! Aah… I want to be ready for you… mmph… at all times.”
It was pleasant to enjoy the sweet fragrance while I lapped up her pussy.
Keeping your genitals tidy and clean for sex was basic manners; I, too, had carefully scrubbed myself with soap, just in case. Her taking care of herself in this regard didn’t just make sex feel better. It also made my love for her grow.
Shhhlrp, slrrrrp.
“Aah… Hnngh!”
Her nectar flowed out, and the scents of her love-juices and perfume mingled. The perfume seemed to be made for just this occasion; when I’d begun giving Olivia oral, I enjoyed the scent of a fragrant flower. But when the scent mixed with her juices, it transformed into a heady aroma that stimulated my loins.
“Nice and wet. It’s strange to think how pure you were before I came along, yet how your pussy now smells this obscene. You’ve turned into quite
a dirty girl, haven’t you, Olivia?”
“Hngh! I-I’m only… like this for you, dearest.”
She protested, her face bright red. I picked her up and sat her on my lap, bringing our lips together as I penetrated her.
“Nnmmmgh… Phaaaah! Aaah, my favorite position… Hyaaaahn!”
Being newlyweds in the blush of youth, the two of us were doing it every night. As a natural consequence, we had come to know each other’s preferences in a hurry.
In Olivia’s case, her favorite was the face-to-face sitting position we were in now. We did this at least once every night, reaching orgasm together.
However, my preference was plugging away from behind while gripping her tits.
Incidentally, Diane also seemed to prefer being taken from behind, though I felt suspicious that she was trying her best to match our tastes, using my personality or my reactions during sex to intuit my own desires. It seemed her view of feminine etiquette that she should thoroughly match her tastes to her partner’s.
At any rate, for now, I needed to focus on Olivia. With each thrust into her from below, my rod plunged into her very depths. This was her absolute weakest point. A few thrusts from me, and she would be at my mercy.
“Nnhah! Mmmnnngggh! Hyaaah!”
Olivia’s walls were soft and warm, but I couldn’t just ignore her large breasts trembling before me. So I grabbed them both and lifted a nipple to my mouth.
“Noooo! I’m gonna cuuum! I’m cumming from having my pussy and boobs pampered!”
Slrp, mmgh, mmmchll!
I nibbled and sucked on it, thrusting powerfully until I ejaculated inside Olivia just as she reached her own orgasm.
Spurt, spurt, spurrrrt.
“Haaahn! Haah… Dearest… Mmch…”
We kissed after our simultaneous climax, reluctantly parting after some time. Incapacitated by her orgasm, Olivia lay down right on the floor of our washroom. Now then, time to attend to the certain someone I’ve kept waiting.
“How I waited for this. Please, Lord Chris, offer your affections to me as well.”
Posing like a cat stretching, Diane was on all fours pointing her ass in my direction, proudly displaying the goods. Her hole was already slick enough that I didn’t even need to pet her before getting to business.
“Mmm… Watching you and Olivia make love had me so excited that I had to amuse myself. Please, have mercy on your lascivious wife.”
Diane pleaded, her eyes wet with tears as her ass shook at me, plump and snow-white. Seeing as she was my bride, there was no reason for me to restrain myself.
I gripped her slender hips with both hands and pushed my still-erect rod right up against her opening. Since we were bathing, the long, red hair she took pride in was wrapped up in a towel. Her beautiful white back and slim neck were endlessly enticing.
Shhhllllp, slap, slap, slap!
“Ahh, aaah! Wonderful! Despite how well you filled me last night, and despite how you just filled Olivia as well, you’re still… still so aggressive!”
Timing her motion to my thrusts, Diane adjusted the tension inside her vagina, sometimes squeezing me tight, sometimes gently gripping my shaft.
Though I knew her weaknesses, I was so overwhelmed by the pleasure that it threatened to force an orgasm out of me if I wasn’t careful.
I reached over to play my fingers along her breasts, massaging and squeezing, as I drove my dick inside her harder.
“Aaahn! M-My word, you really do love breasts, don’t you?”
“Love ’em. You’d have to be crazy not to be infatuated with this softness!”
I continued my squeezes and thrusts, occasionally planting kisses on her back or licking it. As the excitement in Diane’s voice rose, I felt my own climax approaching.
“Nnnngh, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna sow my seed inside you, right where you want it!”
“Haah, haah! Yes, please, my lord! Give me your semen! Impregnate me with your looove!”
Splrt, splrt, splrrrrrt.