A Journey Never Begun Pt. 10

Lenore held out a thin silver rope and lashed the wedding knots onto Daniell's other arm and then held out her unadorned arm. Daniell repeated the knots on Lenore's arm. Completed, Daniell held up both of her arms and from nowhere two flaming blades appeared in Muddle's and Lenore's free hands. Both blades flashed and the wedding knots were severed perfectly.

Three voices suddenly spoke out in perfect synchronization, "Thou art mine and I am thine. Three become one now and forever."

As the echoes of those words began to fade, the new wedding knots began to glow and as they sank into the skin of the participants, each of them began to glow as well.

"I am the handmaiden as well as a bride," intoned Daniell.

Turing to Muddle and Lenore she said, "It is your solemn duty to consummate the union that was blessed by the Mother. It is my duty to serve."

With that, she gently removed the dress from Lenore and laid her on the marriage bed.

Turning to Muddle, she removed his clothes and handling his manhood gently she began to stroke him and get him ready. He stopped Daniell and gently pulled her to her feet. Without a word, he kissed her and removed her dress.

She kissed him back and then turned and gently kissed her way down Lenore's leg until she reached the fertile delta. Kissing and licking Lenore, Daniell got her ready for the pleasure and the pain to come.

When Lenore was lifting her hips and was near her orgasm, Daniell stopped and turned to Muddle.

Taking his manhood unto her mouth she got him wet and then guided him to his wife.

Placing the tip of his manhood just at the entrance of his wife's secret garden, Daniell pulled on Muddle until he slid just inside. Nodding in satisfaction Daniell stood up and stepped behind Muddle and pushed hard on him.

Surprised by this sudden attack, Muddle found himself pushing up against the barrier he had felt with his fingers, so long ago and bursting it asunder. For Lenore's part, it was feeling odd being so full in that part of her body and then to have something tear inside her, she winced and then the pain was gone and the pleasure of being so full of her husband's manhood made her moan out loud.

They lay there locked in their pleasures until Daniell stepped in and pulled Muddle back and then pushed him forward again.

The sensation caught both of them by surprise but it wasn't long before they were moving without assistance.

Of course being the first time for both of them, it was not long before the inevitable happened. Daniell could feel their passion and she too began to orgasm.

As their orgasms joined and multiplied the glow that had surrounded them expanded and took shape.

The shape surrounding Lenore was that of a strong and wise older man, a shape befitting the father of the gods, Santon.

The shape surrounding Daniell was that of a younger man, strong and clever, a shape befitting the first son of the gods, Sanrog.

As both of the women watched, the glow surrounding Muddle grew into the shape of a beautiful woman with three large breasts. She smiled and a voice spoke from nowhere and from everywhere, "This is my heir, lost for these millennia, the last descendant of Santan."

As Muddle rolled off of Lenore, she got up and hugged Daniell. "I am your handmaiden," she said to Daniell. "It is your turn to consummate your wedding."

And taking Daniell's hand she led her to Muddle. Helping Daniell to straddle him, Lenore held his manhood stroking it to help it regain its strength. She guided it to Daniell's femaleness and after guiding him into her, she returned Daniell's favor and pulled down on Daniell's shoulders seating Muddle fully inside her.

A brief squeal turned into a deep throated moan as she felt the invasion of her person. But the brief flash of pain was quickly overwhelmed by the delicious feeling of fullness. Lenore reached around and massaged Daniell's breasts and she lifted her and dropped her on their husband. It did not take long for Daniell to take over that task and ride Muddle like the stallion that he was.

Even though he had just finished a few moments before, Muddle could feel his seed rising and he grabbed Daniell and pulled her to him and rolled them over just as the moment of crisis gripped both of them.

As a wave of exhaustion swept over him, Muddle rolled off of Daniell and was immediately entangled in a web of arms and legs as Lenore joined them on his other side.

The voice of the goddess spoke inside his head just before he succumbed to the pleasures of sleep. "Go to the town of TwoForks. There you will find a hedge wizard named Benildaz, he who is 'The Last of the Line of Ben'. He was known as Ogglim once, 'The Follower of Ogg'. He is the only one who can teach you what you must know."

As sleep finally took him, Muddle's last sight was of the shapes of the three gods crowding the inside of the wagon looking very pleased with themselves.

As dawn broke, Muddle found himself awake with excitement. The knowledge that he was well and truly married to two extraordinary women and the clues the Goddess had imparted on how to find the master to take him on the next steps on his journey through the universe of magic was intoxicating. He was aching to go, to find TwoForks and the hedge wizard Benildaz, formerly known as the mage Ogglim.

But first, it was time to revel in the collective loss of all their virginity and enjoy the pleasures of the flesh once more before starting the next leg of the journey.

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Here ends the first part of The Tales of Muddle the Magnificent, Part One: A Journey Never Begun.