3-39 Three way (R18)

3-39 Three way (R18)

Erin awoke to the gentle touch of the evening sun. The pallid vermilion sky greeted her sight when she opened her eyes. She was surprised to find herself not lying in a cave or under a tree. Instead, she was lying in a clearing. As she sat up and looked around, she discovered piles of logs and leaves by the edge of the clearing. It resembled a result of some hurricane’s devastation but at a small scale and it was quite recent.

Her nose twitched as an aromatic scent caught her fancy.

“You’re just in time for supper,” Lyra’s voice came from her back. It was also where the smell came from.

Erin turned around and found Lyra and Siv sitting around a campfire and spit-roasting a rabbit above the fire. Lyra was in-charge of turning the stick and Siv was seasoning the rabbit as it spun. Erin was also surprised to find their wagon in good shape with the horses unharmed. It went without saying they lost some of their supplies when they moved the horses and wagon hastily to a safe spot.

“Glad to see you’re fine, mistress,” Siv greeted as she fluttered a pinch of salt on the rabbit.

Erin smiled wryly at Siv. As she tried to get up, a headache assailed her. She clutched her head as she wobbled. She stopped moving and went back to sitting for now until the headache subsided.

“How long was I asleep?” Erin asked while she examined her body. She wasn’t hurt but she felt her strength in her limbs were meagre and her breaths were ragged.

“Only a few hours,” Lyra answered.

“I assume Olivia made this clearing, didn’t she?

“Yes, she did. You should have seen it, Erin. It was so… surreal. She was just spinning her whole body in the same spot and the winds did the rest.”

“Speaking of Olivia, where is she?”

“Up above the hills over there,” Lyra pointed with a nudge of her head.

“What is she doing all the way up there?”

“Resting, or so she says. She also said no to worry, she could still see everything from there.”

“Huh...” Erin looked at the hills. She saw Olivia though she was but a tiny dot in her view.

“Olivia said we’ll be safe here. Bandits and monsters won’t come near us, she assured us.”

“She’s right,” Erin affirmed. “Unless the bandits or monsters are high levels, they won’t approach a place that was obviously marked by some large monster. Then again, if the monsters or bandits are high levels, it doesn’t matter if we’re in the open or in a concealed place. We would be found regardless.”

“I suppose that’s true...” Lyra muttered.

“What’s wrong?” Erin asked, moving closer to Lyra.

“Can’t you smell it?”

Siv chuckled but she said nothing and continued seasoning the rabbit.

Erin took a whiff of Lyra. Her scent was as sweet as always but it was warmer than usual. “Ah,” Erin gasped softly at the realization. She wrapped her arms around Lyra’s waist and leaned into her ears. “I see. Don’t worry. I’m at my limit too.”

Lyra let out a small shriek of glee at Erin’s answer.

Erin turned to Siv and simpered. “Of course, I’ll have you as dessert too, Siv.”

Siv merely nodded but her tail was wagging excitedly and her ears were twitching vigorously.

“What about Olivia?” Lyra asked.

“She can watch for all she wants,” Erin answered without hesitation.

“Oh my, Erin… Getting bolder, are we?”

“I told you...” she whispered. “I’m at my limit. I think Mystic Blade is asking for its due...”

“I see...” Lyra responded with a shivering tone. “Will you be gentle?”

“No,” Erin promised.

****

The three devoured their supper wholeheartedly. The rabbit was no delicacy but it was filling. They had a rough day and their bellies were crying for any form of sustenance. Aside from their empty belly, their bodies were also craving the pleasures of the flesh.

Night arrived with a clear sky with no premonition of a storm or the slightest rain. The three cast aside all of their shame and reservations as they undressed themselves right out in the open. They set aside their neatly folded apparel and spread a large blanket on the grass, enough to accommodate the three of them and more.

Erin, Lyra, and Siv; they all knelt on the blanket and gazed passionately at one another. Their hunger for rapture was apparent in their eyes.

[User has entered Carnal Starvation. Lust Deviant activated.]

[User’s stats increase by half.]

Erin raised her brows at the messages. It had been a while since she saw these words but she no longer heeded them. She no longer needed to be told. Her throbbing cunt and shivering teats were enough indications of her lust.

Erin beckoned for Siv and Lyra to come near her. They obeyed and stirred their bodies close to Erin. Once they were closed enough for Erin to feel their bosoms and warmth on her shoulders, she brushed her hands across their brimming honey pots. Lyra on the right and Siv on the left, both gazing at Erin with ardent eyes. The two gasped amorously and longingly. Erin took a step further by inserting two fingers into each of their snatches. Siv immediately lost her strength with a loud moan and collapsed forward, resting her head on Erin’s shoulder. Lyra stifled her moans as she shuddered stiffly but Erin pried open her lips with a deep kiss. She pulled Lyra closer by her honeypot with curled fingers. Erin’s tongue went deeper into Lyra’s mouth and she squealed delightfully. Lyra let her mouth be ravaged by Erin’s aggressive tongue. She didn’t fight back. She didn’t want to. She was content with Erin’s domination over her. She retaliated feebly as a way to encourage Erin to be harsher and the Fox-kin complied. Lyra moaned continuously as Erin attacked her mercilessly. The Fox-kin also wriggled her fingers more vigorously in Lyra’s snatch.

“Erin…! Erin…! Erin!!” Lyra cried louder and louder as Erin quickly brought her to a climax. Her honey sprayed out from her starved cunt like a pipe burst. She lost her voice to the relentless pleasure that assaulted every fibre of her body. She gripped Erin’s arms tightly. She felt like her body would fly off into the clouds due to the pleasure if she didn’t have anything to hold on to.

Siv and Erin weren’t human. They felt Lyra’s climax but they endured it with a smile.

“That was quick,” Erin teased, smirking. She didn’t stop moving her fingers.

“P-please Erin… I only just—” a shrill from her own mouth cut off her sentence as Erin curved her fingers.

As Erin devoted her efforts to Lyra, Siv wasn’t feeling as much as Lyra but it was still not a feeble amount though it could take her to the peak. Siv fondled her own bosom while Erin’s fingers swam in her cavern. She moaned and breathed into Erin’s ears but her mistress did not turn her way. Feeling left out, Siv began nibbling on her mistress’ shoulder and then her neck. She bit down with her fangs and left shallow red marks all over. When that didn’t get her mistress’ attention, Siv moved on to the ample mounds that weren’t too enormous or humble. Craving for her mistress’ gaze and tongue, Siv made it hurt as she bit down on the left mound.

Erin moaned in pain and pleasure. She broke off her kiss with Lyra and turned to Siv, who got her attention. Lyra was left hanging with rasped breaths and an indignant expression. She decided to imitate Siv by biting on Erin’s shoulder and neck, and kneading her right mound.

Now, Siv and Lyra had each of Erin’s breasts in their hands and at their mercy. However, Erin had their womanhood at her leisure and quite literally, fingers.

Erin grinned devilishly pulled Siv closer in the same manner as she did to Lyra. Erin smacked her lips on the Wolf-kin’s. She plunged her tongue through the Wolf-kin’s inviting luscious lips. Unlike Lyra, Siv fought back with her tongue, instead of just letting Erin ravage her mouth freely. As Siv groped her mound tighter, Erin dug her fingers deeper in response. They both moaned and groaned gratifyingly into each other’s mouths. When Erin felt like she was losing, she stuck one more finger into Siv’s dripping honeypot. The Wolf-kin howled like the beast she was as her mind went blank. Erin instinctively brought her other hand to assault Siv but Lyra didn’t let her hand go. Erin’s fingers were still drenched in Lyra’s honey and Lyra herself sucked on her fingers without a shred of hesitation. Feeling empty in her womanhood, Lyra took it upon herself to fill her throbbing cavern.

Erin stuck another finger inside Siv’s snatch, to a total of four fingers. The Wolf-kin gasped soundlessly as the sudden surge of pleasure took her voice. Erin curved four of her fingers at once and Siv screeched like a maniacal beast. She had ascended to the peak and her cunt spouted her love juices like a rushing waterfall.

Miraculously, Lyra did not receive her portion of Siv’s peak of pleasure.

“Mistress...” Siv muttered in between her breaths.

“Yes?” Erin asked. She took out two fingers and left two fingers lodged inside Siv’s honeypot.

“M-more...” she begged.

Erin accepted the challenge with a sneer. She thrust herself on Siv but Lyra pried Erin away from the Wolf-kin and pulled the Fox-kin to herself. Siv was pulling Erin back but Lyra had already wrapped her arms around Erin’s shoulders as they started another round of exchange with their tongues and lips. Siv wasn’t about to give up and she decided to attack the two’s bare cunts. Erin and Lyra shrieked in unison from Siv’s assault but they didn’t part. Instead, they worked together by capturing Siv with their thighs. Siv grinned at their attempts and increased her strength with her tongue. When that wasn’t enough, she used her fingers. She did to the two what her mistress did to her. She began with two fingers on each and slowly made her way to four fingers.

Erin and Lyra gave up and parted from the deep and passionate battle of their mouths. They lay on their back, recollecting the breaths they lost from the heated exchange. Siv pounced on the two and continued her assault.

“Siv, wait… don’t!!” Lyra implored but Siv smiled cruelly and quickened her assault, leaving Lyra twisting and arching her body in ecstasy.

As for Erin, she welcomed Siv’s assault. She returned the favour by pulling Siv into a kiss. She could easily pull Siv away from Lyra but she didn’t. She wanted them all to have an equal amount of pleasure. With her Lust Deviant skill, the pleasures were actually shared amongst them, making them elated more than the usual sessions. Erin engaged in a tussle and struggled with Siv for the upper hand. Their heat, sweat, and saliva mixed tortuously in their lustful scuffle. When Lyra had recovered her strength enough, she joined in and took her revenge.

At some point in the melding and moulding of their flesh, their chests had started pushing against one another. Erin and Siv chuckled at their mire but Siv cast her gaze down. Among the three of them, Lyra had the most humble chest. Seeing the other two having a more rounded curve, Lyra hid her chest under her arms. However, Erin dug her face through Lyra’s arms and nibbled softly on her perky teat. Lyra bit her lips to hold back her shrills but Siv came and nibbled the other teat. She couldn’t bear it and cried out her ecstasy just as she peaked on her pleasure. She collapsed on her back, panting from her climax but Erin and Siv didn’t let her go just from that.

“Please… no more...” she beseeched them.

“I can’t stop...” Erin said.

“Neither can I,” Siv whispered into Erin’s ears from behind.

Before Erin could turn around, Siv caught her tails and began fondling and licking them. They flailed and fluttered from ecstasy but they didn’t hurt Siv who was tangled in them. Erin went limp from being assaulted on so many of her sensitive points. The pleasure was immense and it robbed her of her strength to stay upright. She fell right into Lyra’s body and arms. The humble-chested woman grinned diabolically and began playing with the ample mounds that fell into her face.

Siv bit softly on her mistress’ nape while playing with her tails with one hand. As for her other hand, it crept down to her mistress’ womanhood which was guarded by her closed thighs. It was easy for Siv to squeeze her hands through and reach her mistress’ drench snatch. Erin was in a daze from the numerous pleasure and she didn’t feel Siv’s hand closing in on her overflowing honeypot. Without a warning, Siv stuffed her mistress’ cunt full with three fingers.

Erin convulsed like lightning was coursing through her body. When that stopped, she moaned and groaned with a voice that even put monsters and beasts to shame. Her eyes rolled back as her body arched. When that wave passed, another tide came, turning into a wave as it approached. She shuddered violently from the waves that rushed into her.

Her honeypot exploded from the brimming rapture, a shower of her womanly essence rained down on Siv’s hand and Lyra’s legs. She screamed out her lungs from reaching her peak. She clenched her fists tightly and her toes curled inwardly. Her climax lasted for a whole minute. When she was done, she lost all feeling of her body and her tails withered like the sails losing the wind and hoists.

[Experience gained +20% - Level Progression: 113%]

[Erynthea: Level 34 increased to Level 35]

[Skill Points gained +2 | 2]

[Ability Points gained +2 | 2]

[Level Progression: 13%]

At the same moment Erin’s climax assailed her, Siv and Lyra were experiencing Erin’s plight and pleasure. As their senses for pleasure were bonded by Lust Deviant. The same level of pleasure assaulted Lyra and Siv too. They were puzzled over Erin’s exaggerated reaction but as the Lust Deviant bestowed them empathy, they realized they underestimated the pleasure Erin felt. Siv and Lyra sought solace in the arms of each other as they awaited the towering wave of pleasure.

Their climax came. They shuddered. They screamed. They twisted and turned their bodies. Their solace was one another but that wasn’t enough. The extreme ecstasy separated them and they both writhed in the relentless assault of rapture.

They stayed on their peak as long as Erin. When the waves rescinded, the three were exhausted beyond their limits and they fell asleep with their bodies and limbs entangled.