Kiravi's Travelogue Ch. 08

I finally moved from my seated position, where I'd watched my two lovers discover and explore each other. Neither of them seemed to notice me while I crawled across furs and wool. My hands gently moved, hesitated, brushed along Serina's naked back. She moaned into Leotie's wetness, just as loud and sudden as Leotie's pleasured gasps, and arched her back and thrust her plump ass into the air towards me.

And that was it, dear readers: any dam of restraint and hesitation broke.

I settled over the top of Serina, who moaned and whimpered in sweet anticipation. My hands settled into the furs beside Leotie's trembling legs and Serina's clasping arms, holding me up above my oracle. Then, body straight as a cedar plank, I dipped down towards Serina's quivering rear with my hips and straining cock. The tip, already wet with my own excitement and Leotie's nectar, brushed against her soft and tawny skin, and a thrill of pleasurable fire shot through me.

She parted her legs, still grinding her hips down into the furs, and unleashed a high-pitched moan into Leotie. I took a moment to line myself up, feeling the way her wetness brushed against my length, caressed me while she rolled her hips and tried to capture me inside of her. Then, with a grunt and a hissed intake of breath, I pushed forward and sheathed a hand's length inside of her.

Leotie's eyes snapped suddenly open when Serina screamed and had her young face pushed roughly into Leotie's folds. I met her sandstone gaze and grinned, pumping forward to move half of my length into Serina. Both women gasped, and Serina tried her best to go back to lapping away at the wetness before her. Even as she did, dear readers, I did my best to make that impossible, pounding down into her slowly but steadily and never releasing Leotie's gaze.

"Is this what you wanted?" I growled at Leotie when I finally managed to fit my entire length inside my young lover. Leotie's breath hitched, and she bit her lower lip, her massive breasts quivering, "You wanted to watch me take her too, didn't you?"

Serina moaned submissively, arching below me to try and feel my length deeper inside of her. Leotie's voice was a breathy whisper, "Oh, unnhh...gods yes," her eyes flashed in the firelight. "Take her. Take her like you took me," Leotie paused when an especially hard pump of my hips sent Serina's lips into her clit. She gasped before gently weaving the fingers of one hand through Serina's hair, "Make her yours. Right in front of me. Gods, yes, Serina...fuck," her eyes squeezed shut again, and I started truly pounding into my nubile little oracle.

For her part, Serina was moaning and wailing with every tip to base stroke that I hammered into her depths. Showing off her youthful flexibility, she was somehow managing to keep her face pressed against Leotie while arching her back and shoving her soft and plump ass hard against every one of my strokes. After bending Leotie over and spectating their tender exploration of each other, I could already feel my release bubbling inside of me. I gritted my teeth, though, putting even more force behind my thrusts to grind Serina's clit against the cave floor, determined to bring her to release before I lost all control.

She tried, valiantly, to keep pleasing our other partner, but my furious pace let her do little more than cling to Leotie's thighs and pant desperately into Leotie's wetness. I could see her fingers turn white as they clutched against Leotie's flesh. I could feel Serina's slick tunnel clamping around me, squeezing at my length every time I plunged into her. This wasn't our first moment spent like this, and I could feel before I saw the scraps of magic blinking around the three of us. They were green and blue and the red-orange of her eyes, popping into existence at random or bleeding out of the stony ground and walls. Serina's skin glowed with her inner magic, the same reddish-orange light her eyes usually exuded.

The same burning color as the goddess that had marked her, I realized then.

"Focus, Serina," I gasped, my fingers clenching the furs, my muscles aching to hold myself over her. Even with her bare control over her burst of magic, our last coupling had all but overwhelmed me in a spring flood of ecstasy.

Serina, it seemed, had different plans. "No," she gasped, and I could see her magic shining even through her tightly closed eyes. "I don't want to hold anything back anymore. Not from you."

A small burst of panic flared inside of me -- based on her face, through Leotie as well -- but it wasn't nearly enough to keep me from hammering into Serina, hard, one more time. Her back arched, her face froze into a silent scream, and her slick tunnel clenched so tightly around me that I couldn't do anything more than desperately hold on.

The magic screamed for her. Each flickering mote around us flared into impossible brilliance. Pale green magic flashed in Serina's eyes, twisted from her fingertips and toes, spilled from her parted lips. Then, just as it had in the Ketza, magic rushed through her womanhood and into me, swirling around my conduit in a torrent of lustful power. I won't say that I was prepared, dear readers, but I had half-a-moment's warning to keep from being overwhelmed by my lover's power.

Barely, only barely, I managed to stave off my own impending release and hold on for dear life.

Serina found her voice after the wave of magic poured off of her, her keening moan bouncing off of the cave walls. Leotie had had no inkling of what had been about to happen, and I could only watch with a slack-faced half-grin as a slight tremor of ecstasy rushed through her. Her toes curled, fingers gripped tightly into Serina's hair, and her perfectly massive breasts shuddered as another release crashed through her. Nectar rushed out of her and across Serina's panting lips, coating the oracle's chin.

At the time, I'm sure I thought it was just a trick of the light, but Leotie's skin glowed with its own inner light, just like Serina's. Deep blue energy pulsed from within Leotie with every fast heartbeat, making her ruddy skin take on an ethereal purplish hue. Despite her release, Serina's pulsing glow hadn't disappeared, either.

"What, unh...gods," Leotie moaned, her voice low and husky, "What...unnhh...what in the Chaos Wastes did you do?" She looked wide-eyed at Serina, then at me, "And to him?!"

I looked down at my hands where they still propped myself up over Serina, the fog of near-release heavy over my mind. At first, I thought it was just the firelight, but my flesh now held its own inner light. The golden-bronze tan that had always set me apart from my family intensified, pulsing out of me, motes of magic dripping from me alongside the rivers of sweat.

Serina giggled between pants, drunk on ecstasy, "I have no idea."

I had no idea either, but I did know one thing at that moment: I was filled with equal parts lust and Serina's magic, and I needed to release both.

Serina was still panting, limp and stunned, so I slid out of her tight depths and crawled over and around to Leotie. Her eyes widened at the predatory way I moved, at the way I stared hungrily. She whimpered with perfect submission when I grabbed at her hips and dragged her towards me on her back. The furs and blankets bunched up under her bubbly rear, pushing her hips up higher and letting me slit myself inside her while kneeling upright.

"Gods yes, Kiravi," she whimpered. "Take me again, take me, take me," she repeated her mantra over and over again while I held her thighs and pumped relentlessly into her. I don't think I was even capable of words at that point; my entire consciousness focused on two beautiful women and the inferno of magic inside of me.

"Watching the two of you...it's amazing," Serina gasped, already propping herself up on one arm and slowly rubbing herself with the other, "So powerful. Both of you."

I grunted and stared back at Serina as I pounded into our half-Bhakhuri lover. Our eyes met, magic still radiating from her gaze and leaking from the air, Leotie's achingly tight tunnel clutching at me. Leotie whimpered something in her tongue, gasping for breath while I smashed into her, and my gaze flickered back to her.

Perhaps some unknown command had passed from me to the young oracle, or she simply had the same idea on her own, but she crawled over to us. She draped her nubile body against one of my arms holding up Leotie's thigh, her hands caressing sweat-slick skin. Everywhere her fingertips brushed us, tiny sparks of blue or golden magic spilled from our flesh. She pulled my face down to hers, sharing a hungry kiss with her first lover, our tongues battling each other. She broke away far too soon but crawled over to Leotie in the next heartbeat.

The kiss they shared was just as much of a surprise to Leotie as their first. This one, though, had none of the tentative exploration or hesitation as before. Instead, it was wanton, passionate, desperate even. They cradled each other's faces, panting between the fierce battles of their tongues and the crashing together of their lips.

The lust and magic were a fog in my mind. I could barely think, barely feel anything other than the tight and warm perfection of Leotie, the tingle of magic across my skin and in my flesh. Leotie had opened up all the way for me, my swollen and clenched sack smacking against her ass, my throbbing tip bumping into her cervix with every other stroke.

It wasn't a thought so much as an impulse that hit me at that moment. I settled Leotie's calves on my shoulders, somehow making her even tighter, and roughly grabbed Serina's tiny waist. She squealed, then giggled, then gasped when she realized what I was doing. Then, with Leotie still on her back, I put Serina on all fours over top of her, both of their heads suddenly facing the other's womanhood.

The heat of Serina's breath tickled my length an instant before her tongue flickered across Leotie's clit. I grunted and grinned down at her, knowing my own release wasn't far off. The fire in my loins and my mind surged even higher, dear readers, when I saw Leotie's strong arms wrap around Serina's wide hips. By the way Serina suddenly moaned and arched her back, I could only assume Leotie was eagerly licking at another woman for the very first time.

My body was a blur, crashing into Leotie's faster and harder, my groans echoing from the stone. My lovers whimpered and moaned into each other, their pleasure muffled by each other's wetness. All three of us barreled towards release, unable to control ourselves any longer.

Leotie, pleasured by two of us, lost herself to the ecstasy filling the cave first. Her fingers clenched deep into Serina's ass and her scream made Serina quiver while her tunnel clenched painfully around me. Her nectar splashed out of her across my length and Serina's gasping, eagerly waiting lips. Blue magic trickled from every pore like so much water, pooling on the floor and swirling around Serina and me. It rushed inside of me just as Serina's had, breaking loose any final and desperate attempt at holding back I still possessed.

The huntress' release triggered Serina's, and in an instant, another surge of her exotic magic slammed into me. She let out a long, keening moan, gasping like a fish plucked from the river. Two ecstatic pulses of magic and the churning inevitability of my own eruption overwhelmed me, and I tumbled backward, finally losing grip on Leotie's thighs.

I don't know how, dear readers, but both of my lovers were on me in a flash. Leotie quickly shoved me onto my back, and I was helpless before them. Both women draped their bodies over my thighs and groin, each eagerly stroking my throbbing shaft and cupping my aching sack.

Serina captured my gaze for a heartbeat before parting her lips and leaning forward to suck down half of my length. She never took her eyes away from mine, not even when my cock throbbed in her mouth and ecstasy and magic exploded behind my eyes. My release consumed my entire reality, filled my vision with darkness and infinite light all at once.

The first jet of my seed shot against the back of Serina's mouth, mixed with a fraction of the magic Serina had surged into me. She coughed and tried to swallow, but the next shot overwhelmed her, and she pulled away, spluttering. A long rope of seed, glowing with the golden magic that filled me, splashed up her cheek while both pairs of their hands still frantically jerked at my length.

Leotie whimpered, as drunk on ecstasy as I'd ever seen her, "Don't waste it." She leaned over, capturing my twitching length in her mouth. She closed her eyes, which I only then realized were glowing a pale blue, and moaned faintly. I felt her throat contract as she swallowed first one blast and then another. Finally, with a quiet grunt, she took my entire length into her mouth and gulped down another rope.

Serina had recovered partially and soon tried to lean back in and shoulder Leotie out of the way. "Share, lover," she moaned, seeming stunned and addicted to passion and the magic pouring out of me. Leotie wasn't willing to relinquish me, but Serina was relentless.

So, dear readers, I ended up slipping from Leotie's tight throat and came to a rest between their gorgeous, adoring faces.

I was nowhere close to finished, grunting and straining while clenching the furs beneath us and painting their features with magic-infused seed. First, Leotie took a thick splash up the center of her face that dripped from her nose and lips. Serina grabbed me back from her, trying to seize me back between her lips, but instead, I splashed another glowing golden line across her other cheek. Leotie snatched me back by the root and had her right eye glazed shut by another long streak.

Back and forth they went until I was finally spent, finally panting on the sweaty furs, finally empty of the impossible magic. Each of their faces glistened with crisscrossing streaks of glowing seed. They lapped away at me, gently massaging my length between softly kissing one another. The addiction was still on them, and they cooed as they kissed and licked my offering from each other's features.

The magic had surged briefly right as my senses finally returned to me, and Leotie's eyes burned blue one more time before fading back to sandstone. The motes of magic winked out one by one, and Serina's eyes faded from their viridian brilliance to their normally abnormal state. Then, as the magic of the ritual and our love bled slowly out of us, fatigue came rushing back in. My lovers looked at me, then each other, at themselves, before Serina started giggling. Leotie joined in, her beautiful, messy face splitting into a wide grin. I couldn't help but join them, laughing in exhausted and confused relief.

They cleaned each other with Serina's half-dried dress, their movements still partly sensual despite the simple nature of the act. Serina stoked the fire while Leotie laid out pemmican for Niknik. I merely attempted to understand what in the Akagi's Hells had just happened, panting and trying to will my heart rate lower.

"Did you feel the goddess?" Serina whispered, standing beside the fire, the light glowing on her sweat-sheened skin. "Did you feel her power?" Her strange tone was gone: it was just my Serina. Our Serina.

I stumbled over my words, and Leotie answered, "Yes, Serina," she reached out and cupped Serina's cheek, "I did. We both did. You were my goddess tonight."

Serina smiled and pushed her cheek against Leotie's hand, "You were mine. And, both of us, his," she glanced over and smiled at me.

I couldn't help but give each of them a tired grin. "We should've done that a long time ago."

"It's your fault we didn't." Leotie smirked at me, "You were the one keeping all of the secrets."

"You're right, of course." I sighed. Leotie settled in on my right, Serina on my left, and we wriggled under the furs. I pulled them both close to me, my scarred skin against their softer and feminine forms. "But, where do we go from here?"

Leotie furrowed her brow, looking across me at Serina. "I don't know."

"Of course you don't. None of us do," Serina whispered, snuggling her head into the crook of my shoulder. "But we're not going back. Not at all. Not ever."