“God yes,” Jan replied

Jan looked up at Kylar, “You have no idea how much,” she said.

Kylar smiled, “You are not wearing any jewellery,” she commented.

It took a moment for Jan to catch up with her meaning, “I am available, at least, physically, and I am not at the point of needing protection from children, not yet.”

Kylar nodded as she dismounted her husband’s face. His lips, chin and nose glistened with her juices. “What say you husband of mine? Would you like Jan to ride you? Maybe while I find some comfort myself?”

Jan saw his cock throb at the suggestion, “Only if that is what you desire,” he said to them both.

Kylar smiled, “Well, I have been told that the orcs and satyr have asked for my company, so maybe I will leave you to finish with Jan.”

She leaned down and kissed Jan softly before taking Yarrow’s cock in her mouth for a quick suck. “I trust you will please my husband?”

Jan nodded, “I will please him, and he will beg for more,” she promised.

Kylar smiled, “I will hold you to that, and if you don’t well, we might just need to find time for you to satiate him.”

Jan smiled back, “I would like that,” she confessed, “If I was to ask, and wanted, more, in a similar, well,” she couldn’t finish her sentence.

“You wonder who could join you to please you both without it becoming a rut?” Kylar asked.

Jan blushed before Kylar answered, “The brothers, Tawine and Gytar, I have always found to be most affectionate.” Jan looked over her shoulder at the group watching on. “They are satyr, and passionate is the least they could be described. I will let them know you have an interest.”

Jan looked at Yarrow, “That’s if you are alright with that?” she said.

Yarrow smiled, “Knowing the brothers, I am sure I will only enjoy it all the more,” he confessed.

Jan had a moment to contemplate what he had said before Kylar left them. Slowly, as if there was something tentative about this, Jan crawled up Yarrow’s body and ground herself against his cock. “Is this what you want?”

He nodded, “I want to feel all of you, and I am sure the brothers will find a way to fit in.”

Slowly Jan started to rub against his cock. The soft fur rubbed pleasantly until she was ready, and then she held him firm as she worked his head into her cunt. “Oh, God, your fur,” she moaned.

Yarrow smiled, “I could say the same about you. I did not think a human would feel so different.”

As Jan arched atop him, two tan coloured men approached her. They were almost identical in appearance, one having a tattoo on their peck. They were both heavily furred in their lower half and had a small set of horns. Both had piercings in their eyebrows and big smiles on their faces. Their smiles were not the only thing that showed their eagerness.

“Gytar,” the first one introduced himself as he kissed her lips.

“Tawine,” the other said as he kissed her. “Kylar said you would enjoy our company?”

Jan nodded, “Please make love to me, all of you.”

Neither of the half-goat men were wearing clothes, and Gytar very quickly presented his cock to her lips. She promptly sucked him into her mouth, and he moaned. “So much for human’s being chaste,” he said to his brother.

The other satyr laughed as he stepped around behind Jan, “Would you like us one at a time?” he asked her.

Jan shook her head, still full of the twin’s cock, and Tawine laughed, “I am very grateful for human ingenuity,” Jan wondered what he meant before hearing a wet, squelching noise and realised he meant lube.

She shuddered. A deer folk and two satyr brothers were about to fuck her all simultaneously. It was as if a fantasy had been made real.