All kinds of stuff (hetero)

Kyle leans in, pressing his lips against hers as he pushes her on the bed, "Kyran, go make us dinner." He says, his breath hot in her ear. She looks up at him, lust still glowing in her eyes, before turning her gaze to her son. "And you," she says, reaching out to cup his cheek, "I think it's time for you to start earning your keep around here."

Kyran nods, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He climbs off the bed and carefully walks around the mess of clothes and bodies, taking in the aftermath of their passionate encounter. His cock, still hard from watching Kyle fuck his mom, throbs in his pants as he heads towards the kitchen.

Chapter 3: The New Routine

Kyran carefully prepares a simple lunch for Kyle and his mother, humming to himself as he works. The aroma of the food fills the kitchen, reminding him of the times when his father would cook for them. At the same time it fills him with arousal when he remembers the taste of human cock on his lips and the feel of Kyle's hands on his body. He tries to focus on the task at hand, but his mind keeps wandering back to the events of earlier that day.

When the food is ready, he carries it to the bedroom on a tray. Kyle is lying on the bed, his cock still half-hard as Syliana plays with it while kissing the human lips. Kyran feels a sting of guilt and betrayal, how dare she kiss someone else than his father? But then he looks at the meaty snake between her hands and the chubby body of the human, and the lust overwhelms him once again. He sets the tray on the nightstand and kneels beside the bed. "Mom, Kyle, here is some food." he says, his voice shaking slightly.

Syliana looks up at him, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction, "That is right, son, your place is there, on your knees beside us." She turns her head and looks in Kyle's relaxed face, "Is it not right... Master?" She bites her lower lip suggestively. Kyle chuckles and runs his fingers through her silky hair, his gaze lingering on their son.

"Indeed it is, Syliana." Kyle's voice is deep and commanding. "And Kyran, you are learning your role quite well. I see no reason why we shouldn't reward you for your efforts." He smirks, and Syliana grins back at her son. Kyran blushes and reaches forward to grab Kyle's hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing the back of it reverently.

Meanwhile, Syliana takes Kyle's cock in her hand and begins to stroke it gently, her eyes locked on her son's face. She knows that the sight of her pleasuring Kyle will only fuel his arousal, but she is determined to not let it be satisfied. "Master, do you think it is fare for my son to display his useless cock like this?" she teases, giving Kyle's member a gentle squeeze, "Look at his pathetic dicklet, not a man like you!"

Kyran's cheeks flush as he listens to his mother's words, his own cock throbbing between his legs as he watches her stroke Kyle. He swallows hard, feeling the heat of shame and arousal coursing through his veins. "Mom, why do you say that?" he asks, his voice shaking slightly. "I could learn to please... Master, just like you do!" His eyes dart to the human's face, hoping for some sign of approval or encouragement.

Kyle smiles and looks back at Syliana, "No, your mom made some compelling arguments here, you will get some rewards for being a good... tool, but nothing else." He pats her shoulder, then looks down at Kyran, "But, I do have something in mind for you, twink. Since you've proven yourself so eager to please, and so willing to accept your place here, I think you deserve a little reward of your own."

Kyran looks up at Kyle, hope and excitement welling up inside him. "Really, Master? What is it?" he asks, his heart racing.

Syliana looks at her son with a devious smile, "Master wants you to wear a cock cage, dear." She reaches down and cups his balls, giving them a squeeze. "He thinks it's only fair that you suffer for being a sad excuse of a man." Her fingers pinch the throbbing flesh of his cock without any care. "After you are done cleaning the mess in the living room, I want you to go to the blacksmith and order one for yourself. Make sure to not let anybody know about our Master though, I am sure the other would not.... understand."

Kyran nods, excitement and fear coursing through his veins, "Master, would I be allowed to please you?" He asks, looking up at Kyle with pleading eyes.

Syliana snorts, "Of course not, twink, you're not a real women, you can't pleasure anyone. You're just here to be used, remember?" She leans in and whispers into Kyran's ear, "But, you can always watch mommy please your master, and maybe, if you're very good, you can clean of mommy's pussy after master uses it." Her hand slips between Kyle's thighs, teasing his balls. "Now, go get your cock cage!"

Kyle chuckles and shakes his head, "Oh damn, that was quick for you to turn from a loving mother to a cock-hungry slut." He smirks, feeling Syliana's hand wrap around his cock, squeezing it gently. "But I'm not one to complain, especially when you're so eager to please."

As Kyran leaves the room, Syliana straddles Kyle's lap, her smooth thighs encircling his hips. She moans softly as she feels his cock press against her wet folds, and leans down to kiss him passionately. "Master, can I please you? I promise to be I am only hungry for your cock, nothing else." She whispers the words into his ear, her breasts pressing against his chest.

Kyle's hands slide up under her shirt, caressing her back before cupping her bare breasts. "Mmm, you know I can't refuse you." He groans as she guides his cock into her, impaling herself on his thick shaft. "Oh fuck, Syliana, you're so tight." His hands slide down to her ass, gripping it firmly as he begins to thrust up into her. "Does your husband ever fuck you like I do?" he pants, moving his hips to a rhythm.

They both moan in unison as their hips meet, Syliana arches her back, lifting herself higher on Kyle's lap, "No, Master you are the only one in hundreds of years who made me want to abandon everything I have." Kyle stops his hips and she has to start moving them herself, "That is why, Master... what do you want me to do when my... husband returns?" She pants, trying to keep herself steady, "Do you want me to tell him about us... or do you want me to hide you? I can... make sure he never knows." Her words are breathless and ****, pleading with him to make the decision for her.

Kyle grunts, the thrust of her hips driving him over the edge. "Cumming inside of you behind his back, quick morning blowjobs, maybe you send him to get some herbs from the forest just to get fucked by me. That is what you what?" He groans, his cock pulsing inside her as he comes, filling her with his seed. "Maybe your twink of a son will destruct his father, just to let me release my semen in his slut of a mom?" he cries out, his voice hoarse from the effort. "Is that what you want?"

She moans as Kyle's cock throbs inside her, the hot seed spilling out, filling her up. "Yes, Master, I want it, I want to drive my husband crazy with jealousy and suspicion," she gasps, her hips still moving against his. "But please, promise me that you'll be careful. If he ever found out..." She trails off, shuddering at the thought.

Kyle grunts, his hips finally stilled. "Don't worry, Syliana. I'll be careful. But you would need to do most of the work." He slaps her tits enjoying the sight of red marks spreading on her pale skin. "You'll have to keep your husband distracted and happy. Make him think that he's the only one for you. But at the same time, find ways to see me, fuck me." He pulls out of her, her wetness leaving a trail on his cock. "Now, when he comes back again?"

Syliana lies back, catching her breath. "In a couple of days, I will make sure to properly train Kyran, he might give us away. You can take his room of course, Kyran is a big boy already, it is time for him to get a place of his own." She grins, looking up at Kyle. "And I will make sure that my husband does not suspect a thing. He trusts me, he loves me. I will make sure to keep him oblivious, and if he ever becomes too clingy, I will find a way to send him away. I would not let any other cock in my pussy besides your Master."

Over the couples of next days, the routine is set, and everyone seems to enjoy their roles. Syliana blows Kyle while he eats, Kyran cleans Kyle after breakfast and helps him set up the new room. After lunch Syliana straddles Kyle on the dining table for a quick fuck in the kitchen or the bathroom. Kyle teaches her how to pleasure him with her mouth, her hands, her body. He shows her how to take his cock deep inside her throat, getting rid of her gag reflex. She listens carefully, eager to please him, to make him happy.

Very quickly the days pass, and Kyle wakes up in his bed alone, Syliana's mouth wraped around is dick, even Kyran is not kneeling beside the bed with some breakfast. He hears loud voices from outside, and looks out of the widow.

There, in the front yard stands a tall elf, his hand gently hugging Syliana's waist as he brushes over his son's hair. "New tenant?" Kyle hears him say loudly, "In Kyran's room?" The elf looks over his son, with a mix of satisfaction and suspicion, "You have changed son."

Syliana sighs and steals a glance in Kyle's window, "Honey, our son is growing up. He wanted to get his own place. But he still wanted to help me out, so he asked Kyle if he could stay in his room. Kyle didn't mind, he's been a good friend to us all." She places a hand on the elf's chest, trying to calm him.

Marian seems to be satisfied with his wife's explanation, but still can't shake the feeling that something's off. He looks over at Kyle's window again, noticing the curtains moving. "Well, it's good to know that Kyran is still close by. I'm sure he'll be happy to help us out if we need him. And I'm glad that you have a good friend like Kyle to support you through this change."

Syliana smiles up at her husband, feeling the warmth of his hand on her waist. "Yes, it's wonderful to have such good friends. Kyle has been lost in the forest due to some magic accident, I think it is our responsibility to give him best accommodations possible." With that the whole elven family entered the house and Kyle decides to go meet the guy whose wife he's been banging.

Kyle steps out of his room and goes down the stairs, greeting Marian with a warm handshake. "It's good to see you, sir. I hope you don't mind me staying here. Your family has always been so kind to me." He glances at Syliana, who is now talking to their son. "Your wife is truly a remarkable elf. She has been the most wonderful and accommodating host."

Marian nods in agreement, "It's good to have such good friends, even if they are a little... unconventional, we are not used to seen humans around here, you see." He gestures to Kyle's room, "I hope you enjoy your stay here. If there's anything you need, feel free to ask. And of course, if you need help with anything, Syliana and Kyran would be more than happy to lend a hand."

"Oh, I think they would love to lend much more than a hand to me," Kyle replies, chuckling lightly. "Your wife has been very understanding, and I appreciate that more than you know. I'm sure that even with Kyran out of the house, Syliana will find a way to keep me busy and entertained. I'll make sure to help out around here as much as I can, too. It's the least I can do for their hospitality."

As the three of them chat, Kyle quietly gestures for Syliana to stay alone with him. Marian and Kyran continue the talk further down the hall, with Kyran trying his best to distract his father from her absence. Once alone, Kyle looks at blushing Syliana and sighs, "Why you weren't there with the morning blowjob?" He looks at her, his eyes empty of any emotion. "I mean, I know you had to meet your husband, but still..."

Syliana sobs, "I am so sorry master, please punish this unworthy slut!" She falls to her knees before Kyle, tears streaming down her face. Kyle considers for a moment, debating between his lust and the need to keep appearances, finally he uses one hand to grab her chin up to display her beautiful face to him and with the other hand he slaps her across the face. "Don't you dare to fail me gain!" he hisses, "You are my property and you will remember that at all times!" The slap stings her cheek, leaving a red mark.

She nods, "Yes, my master. It shan't happen again." Kyle smirks, his eyes glinting with desire as he takes in her submissive posture. He pulls her close, his hand finding a way though her dress to her bare breast, "Today, make sure to get your husband asleep, and come to my room."

Syliana moans, her body melting into his touch. "Yes, master. I will make sure he's nice and fed tonight." She arches her back, pressing her breast further into his hand. "I can't wait to feel you inside me again." Her voice is low and needy, and it's clear that she's already fantasizing about their rendezvous later on.