Chapter 17

Samar glanced at Solveig who winked, she then pulled her tail out of the Amethyst goddess and moved her hands into Sacara’s hair. As Solveig guided her friend back between her legs her tail snaked between Sacara’s plump ass. “We need you well trained for our master.”

The Amethyst goddess was in the process of a very submissive and hot crawl to him when she heard that. Wide eyed she looked behind her to the other two women, then back to Samar “are you taking the title of master?”

Samar stood and walked the couple steps to stand over her. Cupping her face in his hand “do you want me to be your master.” her eyes trail down from his face to the throbbing members in front of her. Then back up to him, she nodded her head. Samar grinned “in that case, what is your name.”

“Zapphe”

“Well Zapphe” his hand caressed her helmcrest “start serving your master.”

She moved in, trying to repeat what Urpalla did. Taking his head in her mouth, she made it to her throat when she gagged. Wrapping her long flowing hair in one hand “you don’t need to rush.” she looked up at him, deep scarlet eyes wanting to swallow him whole. From her side a lithe pale figure appeared. Urpalla, looking four months pregnant she kneeled by Zapphe “relax your throat, like this.” she took his lower dick and sank to his base. Her sudden onslaught made his knees weak, and he staggered. Before Samar could fall or anything too embarrassing a strong set of hands caught him. He looked to see Solveig helping hold him up. She gave him a shit eating grin before guiding him to the lounge. The pair of hungry minxes continued their attack the entire way. Urpalla relished her power over him while Zapphe was seeming to try and catch up to her.

Solveig wrapped him in an embrace from behind, while Sacara had her pussy being ravaged by Solveigs tail. Solveig's hands explored his chest as she murmured dirty things in his ear. Things about how she was going to convince all the women in the tribe to submit, that he was going to leave them all looking pregnant like Urpalla.

That pushed him over the edge. erupting into them Urpalla drinking him down like a pro while Zapphe, the Amethyst goddess had a lot more trouble. She never got his head passed her throat. Her face splattered with cum she looked even more like a fertility goddess.

Looking between the two lovely, polar opposite statues before him, he smiled. He could sense a rivalry between them, a rivalry though that might be turned to lovers. Breaking from Solveigs playful hold he stood "Zapphe, lie back. Urpalla, lie on top of her. I want the two of you to lovingly make out while I breed Zapphe." They both gave him a look, a hilariously similar look of disbelief.

Sacara whimpered behind him as Solveig moved behind him. "It would seem." She purred "that they don't want to obey their master." Her wet tail playing with his members while her hands danced over his nude body, hardening him again. "Looks like they don't want any more of this." One hand cupped and played with his quad.

Urpalla practically tackled Zapphe, her glowing cherry tongue licking the voluptuous woman's face clean before her tongue went into her mouth. Samar moved in, rested his hand on her head, pulling her back some "slow down, let her reciprocate."

Tentatively at first, soon the pair of them were making out like a pair of lovers. As their tongues danced Samar guided them to the bed. What at first looked like they were just trying to devour his spunk now it looked like repressed emotions were breaking out. With Zapphe on her back and Urpalla on top. Samar ran his tongue along the Amethyst fertility goddesses slit. He aimed his members at her wanting holes. Slowly sinking his way in, she shuttered, moaning into Urpalla’s mouth.

As Samar began moving in and out of Zapphe, he amusedly watched Urpalla playing with her breasts. Urpalla broke away from kissing Zapphe and leaning forward planted a kiss on Zapphe’s largest ruby. The Amethyst gargoyle gasped and shuttered under him. Urpalla and Samar shared a grin. Making tisking noises Urpalla began planting kisses on Zapphe’s various ruby’s causing the curvaceous goddess to moan and buck under them. Samar’s rhythm picked up to a frantic pace until he exploded into her.

Samar slumped back, pulling out of both of the goddess’s holes with a pair of pops. As he fell back he found he fell back into Solveigs arms. Feeling exhausted, it was comforting being held in Solveigs grasp. He could hear the soft moans of Sacara behind him as Solveig’s tail had its way with her. Wrapped in her arms as he was, he couldn’t look, however the show in front of him was worth watching.

Urpalla seemed to have come to terms with her small breasts, and was doing this by fully enjoying Zapphe’s. A part of him wanted to join her and play with the most perfect set of breasts he’d ever seen. However his stomach protested with a loud growl, so loud in fact it cause Urpalla to stop and look back.

From behind him Solveig began laughing “it looks like all that spunk came from somewhere other than your balls.”

Samar let out a groan “yes, and honestly I don’t think I’ve ever had this little energy.”

Solveig called out in a rather commanding voice “Ladies, your master is hungry.” Urpalla and Zapphe got up and went about getting some food prepared. Resting in Solveig’s arms, Samar’s head cradled between her pleasant C’s.

His eyes closed he felt two pairs of voluptuous breasts pressed around his arms while soft, yet strong hands massaged his chest. Samar felt the light weight of Urpalla straddling him and felt her press a soft fruit into his mouth, Samar decided this was a rather nice life.

End of part 1.

authors note; I sorry for missing a couple weeks, I've had a bad case of writers block and wanted to add more to this.