Chapter 440: Moon riser (NSFW)

Mason went to kiss Ayet, then stopped as her lips moved to accept. He lowered himself in the water and slid a hand between her legs, the other on her ass as he slowly used both to move her away from the other women.

“We shouldn’t…” Ayet gripped his forearm with both hands. “That is, I know we have to…but, if you can…for now, if you’ll avoid…”

He put his lips to her long, slender ear.

“Are you saying you don’t want me to make you scream for more in front of your daughter?”

Ayet put her forehead against his shoulder, moaning quietly as he wiggled his fingers against her clit.

“I promise, when we’re alone…I’ll…mm. I’ll happily…”

Mason slipped a finger inside her and nibbled an ear lobe, then trailed his lips down her neck. It was harder to tell under the water, but she was definitely already soaked.

“Mason…” she begged, her grip weakening on his arm.

“You’re my concubine now, Ayet,” he said. “You’ll do as I say. And I don’t care who’s watching. Now tell me what you wanted when you first saw me outside your tub.”

The elven ex-lady nibbled a trembling lip as Mason got her to the edge of the pool. He kissed her passionately and kept fingering, exploring her body with his other hand. It was almost impossible to believe she’d ever had a child, or that she was something like two hundred years old.

She had the figure of a fit human woman in her late twenties. She was all gentle, soft curves, thin body with just enough meat everywhere that counted. Mason was torn between taking her slowly and enjoying every bit, or jack hammering her like he had her daughter.

“I wanted…” she whispered, legs spreading slowly to let Mason touch her. “I wanted your mouth…between my legs.” Her face was pink now and Mason smiled. Ayet wasn’t an easily embarrassed woman.

He lifted her easily out of the water, setting her on the lush moss and laying her back as he spread her legs. There was only a tiny strip of hair over her puffy, pink lips, and Mason decided it was the first appetizing elven meal he’d seen all day.

He went in slow and steady, running his hands over her body to cup her breasts  as he licked. She was arching like a cat in seconds, almost squirming away from him until he forced her back down. He tasted every piece of her, running his tongue over and inside every fold and bit of flesh.

Ayet started panting and buried her hands in his short hair. She was as responsive as her daughter, and Mason had to fight the urge to climb up and bury himself inside her. Instead he started working in a finger then two as he licked. Her juices were flooding his hand in seconds, and he grinned as she started to shake.

She bit down on her own arm to keep from shouting, her body trembling as she orgasmed for damn near a minute. When she finally stopped and let out a long held breath, her body practically melted into the moss. He had a feeling she’d been waiting a long time.

Mason grinned at her completely slack legs, still sending twitching pulses through her body with his fingers and tongue.

“Are you alright, mother?”

Naya had apparently come around the side of the pool. She knelt down naked beside Ayet and eased the arm away from her mouth, eyes full of concern when she saw the tooth marks.

“This is supposed to be pleasurable, but…maybe it’s been too long.” She looked at Mason and smiled. “Thank you for easing her into it. But I think we’d better just hurry.”

Mason blinked, no idea what to say. He pulled Ayet back down into the pool, the water here only up to the elf’s thighs. He was basically holding her up, but he turned her around and put his painfully hard length against her back, kissing her neck and face until she seemed to come back to reality.

“I’m alright,” she said, standing on her own now. Her eyes fluttered and Mason did his best not to smile. “I’m just…you can…I’m ready for the rest.”

Naya actually hopped down beside them, looking ready to aim Mason’s cock and help him thrust. She took her mother’s hand.

“Gently please,” she said, kissing Mason’s cheek. “I promise she’ll improve, husband. She just needs a little practice.”

Mason was too turned on to question any of this. He slid himself down the elf’s narrow back, over her jutting ass and down to the soaked opening between her legs. He gave her the tip and felt Ayet quiver with anticipation, her body definitely ready to take him fully.

“Maybe just some of it?” Naya suggested, smoothing her mother’s hair. “You humans are so large, husband, she’ll have to learn to take you properly.”

It took a lot of will for Mason to keep it slow. But he pretended the beautiful elf wasn’t desperate for the full length, working himself inside her an inch at a time. She was panting again as he finally pushed up against her ass, growling as he leaned forward and bit her shoulder.

“Oh gently, please, husband.” Naya turned around beside her mother. “Perhaps take turns with us. Until you’re nearer to finishing. Or I could use my mouth to get you close?”

Mason grabbed Naya by the waist and pulled her next to Ayet. He took a moment just to admire them both side by side, their incredible profiles from behind, his cock still buried inside Ayet.

“Good idea,” he said, thrusting slowly as he used one hand to play with his wife. “You’ll take turns. You can show her.”

“Yes, husband,” Naya said, trying to act like she was just being helpful and not turned on. Pretty soon Mason’s hands were playing with both women’s clits as he thrust inside Ayet.

The older elven woman’s body was back to reacting like she was in heat, her sex practically gulping him in and trying to hold him there as she moaned and squeezed. She was so wet she was making sucking sounds as Mason’s cock slid in and out covered in her juices.

But there was definitely something wrongly hot about Naya having no idea how much her mother was enjoying herself. And she needed a distraction. Ayet bit her hand again as Mason pulled out and swapped, putting a hand on his bride’s ass as he lined up and drove in.

Naya closed her eyes and sucked in her lips as Mason took her in deep thrusts, spanking her as he smacked against her amazing ass.

“You’ll find…” Naya tried to say between thrusts. “My husband’s…women…have to wear him down…together.”

That was definitely true tonight. Mason gathered up Naya’s dark hair and pulled her head back, arching her back as he hammered her and kept spanking her with the other hand. Ayet was watching them with a longing stare, one hand on her breast, the other moving between her legs.

Naya started to tremble and moan again, and Mason kept driving into her until she cried out and came. This time he hammered her straight through, slapping her ass red as he pounded her body. As she finally came down from the orgasm, he let go of her hair and pulled her up for a tender kiss over her shoulder, hands on her tits.

She looked like she’d forgotten her job here entirely, half-lidded eyes looking up at him with total satisfaction. He grinned and slipped out of her, moving his slick member back to Ayet. Naya seemed to remember what she was doing here and turned around with an even more flushed face.

“Are you…are you almost finished, husband? Let me help you.”

This time she reached beneath to play with his balls as he started fucking her mother. She smiled and kissed his shoulder and chest, Ayet biting her fist as she took his cock.

“Thank you, husband,” Naya said, looking up at him. “For bringing us here. For signing my mother’s contract. You’re so good to us. We’ve been selfish, but I hope you’re enjoying it a little. I promise we’ll make it up to you.”

Mason growled and put a hand on his elven bride’s neck, kissing her intimately, the feeling of Ayet’s silky tightness and Naya’s soft hands absolutely amazing. That these women thought this was

him

doing

them

a favor was difficult to imagine, and yet true.

“I know you will,” he said, pulling Naya closer with a hand on her ass to keep kissing her, pushing Ayet over further with his other hand on her back. “You both will.”

Seeing that incredible body bent over with his hard-on skewering her was incredible enough. But to have Naya urging him on, massaging his sack as she sucked his tongue…

“I know she’ll do her best to please you,” Naya said when she pulled away. “And I’m sure your other concubines will teach her. We aren’t used to so much…virility. But, I’m enjoying it. Very much. I’m sure my mother will learn.”

Mason glanced down at Ayet’s juices dripping down his wife’s hand on his balls, the older elf almost tearing at her hair just to stop from screaming in pleasure.

“Yeah,” he said. “I’m sure she will.”

Naya looked down at his cock moving in and out of Ayet, eventually running her hands over both of them, gasping a little at the wetness before holding Mason’s shaft.

“Are you alright, mother?”

“Yes,” Ayet squealed. “Is he…almost…finished?”

“Should I use my mouth, husband?” Naya said. “I don’t think either of us can take much more.”

Mason practically shivered at the thought. He also decided they could take

much

more, and probably

would

before the night was over. But it was time to give Ayet what she was here for.

“Later,” he said,  groping his wife’s body again as he picked up speed. He clawed a hand down Ayet’s back before he took her hair, spanking her exactly like he’d spanked her daughter, giving her the exact same treatment.

“Husband…” Naya said, still trying to milk his balls.

“She can take it,” Mason said, his lust too hot to resist. Ayet finally lost her battle with her own desire, shuddering and crying out as she started to cum again.

This time Mason held nothing back. He rose with Ayet’s crescendo, watching her beautiful body bent over and totally his, totally submissive to his lust. Naya was still kissing his chest and squeezing him as he took her mother, doing everything she could think of to make him cum.

“Goddess,” Ayet was mumbling, followed by something incoherent. Her body was going slack again, her sex turning into what Mason was starting to internally call ‘mush’ after he’d totally exhausted a woman. Her walls losing all strength to squeeze.

But she clenched one last time as he yanked her back by her hair, thrusting hard as he released the pressure and sprayed deep inside her.

“You did it, mother!” Naya said as Mason kept moving, letting another huge load in Ayet a stream at a time. He gripped his wife and pulled her in again, looking down to see his cum still clinging to her thighs.

Something about filling both of them was driving him wild, and he knew between the aphrodisiacs, his libido, and the ridiculous situation, there was almost nothing the women could do to truly put an end to his desire. It would have taken all his girls, and maybe then some.

But he kept thrusting and emptying until Naya looked perplexed and maybe frustrated as she kept massaging. Ayet was barely standing now, Mason’s seed literally dripping out of her despite still being plugged by his not at all reduced erection.

“I’m sorry, but…we can’t take much more, husband, though I can…certainly try,” Naya said, obviously worried. “We aren’t like your human women yet. We’ll need more practice.”

The earnest, innocent way his elven bride said it definitely didn’t help stop him. He wanted to swap again and start the training session right there.

But there was only so much they could take. The women looked more than just exhausted, and he remembered the effect the nymph pool had on everyone the first time. He lifted both into his arms, carrying them out of the pool to a bed-shaped patch of especially thick moss, laying them down beside each other with a kiss to each.

“Sleep a little while,” he said. “Then I’ll take us home.”

Ayet was already out. Naya smiled up at him then wrapped an arm and a leg over her mother and closed his eyes. They were both

covered

in red patches of skin, obviously from claw, bite and slap marks.

Mason didn’t remember leaving most of them. They also both had a sheen of sweat, and Mason’s cum still leaking down their thighs.

“You have done something no one has done in a hundred years, druid,” Thea said from behind him, her soft body soon pressing against his back. “They will be fertile now. The young one especially so, I think. Gaia will be pleased.”

Mason smiled, not at all surprised as he watched a title scroll.

[Moon Riser: Increased sensitivity to the moon god’s cycles—including improvements to fertility, powers, and magic.]

Then he actually read the ‘reward’, and smacked a hand to his face. More ‘fertility’? Again? This was getting ridiculous.