Dragon Layers

Verida seemed surprised by Vivian’s sudden kiss, but that quickly faded into acceptance and the goddess closed her eyes as she wrapped her arms around Vivian’s back.

When the pair separated Verida was the first to recover, even as her breath remained heavy. “That’s certainly a way to say yes.”

“Felt I needed to make it up to you for making you wait,” Vivian said honestly. “Most of it was me holding us up for dumb reasons.”

“Well, that was one way to show your approval,” Senka slyly remarked.

“S-shut up,” Vivian weakly protested, her face growing red. “I’m trying to live in the moment. Isn’t that the takeaway from what we were just talking about?”

“Yeah, but your flustered face is just too cute.” Senka smirked and winked. “Couldn’t pass up that opportunity.”

Vivian’s blush grew darker but she managed to retain her composure for the most part. “L-let’s not get distracted.”

“Distracted from kissing Verida again?” Beth joined in on the teasing as she preened closer to the still entwined pair. “Talk about a one-eighty.”

Vivian let out a whine and Verida patted her back.

“I don’t feel any ill will towards you for having doubts about this,” the goddess consoled her. “It is a big ask. I’m just happy that you all are willing to trust me.”

“Trust probably’s too weak a word, but it’s on the right track,” John said as he stepped closer to Verida and Vivian. “May I cut in?”

Vivian, still in the clutches of embarrassment, slid out of Verida’s arms and John seamlessly took her place. Seeing the redhead’s bold action filled John with confidence and he reached for Verida, placing his hand at the back of her head and pulling her into a kiss.

Verida’s lips were soft and warm and she hummed as John drew her closer, her tail joining her hands as it wrapped around them. Her horns bumped against John’s forehead, cool in contrast to the rest of her.

“Is that going to happen with everyone?” Verida asked breathlessly once they broke apart.

“As hot as that is, I think we should probably relocate to your room, Veri,” Aeolia remarked. “Get a little more privacy, even if it doesn’t mean shit around here.”

“I do think we are all a little over dressed for what’s about to happen,” Brenda serenely added, wrapping her arm around Kiera’s shoulders. The bluenette had been blankly staring at the displays of affection in front of her and jumped a bit when Brenda touched her, her face growing redder than Vivian’s.

“Yeah! Let’s get moving!” Anita excitedly cheered before bolting off.

“To the left!” Verida called out after her before giggling. “We shouldn’t keep Anita waiting.”

“You know, that’s something we should be saying to you,” Aeolia said as she stepped to them. A gentle nudge to John’s side made him step away, letting Aeolia pull Verida down into a quick kiss. “As fun as it is to keep doing the kissing booth routine, I think we should get moving.”

To emphasize her point, Aeolia lightly tapped Verida’s butt, causing the goddess to let out a surprised yelp.

The trip to Verida’s bedroom took slightly longer than it should have, given that everyone who hadn’t yet kissed the goddess took their turn as they traveled and those that had didn’t press forward without them. By the time they reached Verida’s door, everyone but Kiera had their first taste of the goddess’ lips, with Estelle the most recent as John pushed the ajar door fully open.

Inside was a modest bedroom, far from what one would imagine a goddess to have. The floor was bare wood except for a wool rug at the foot of the large king size bed and Anita’s discarded clothes. The gnoshroom herself was kneeling on Verida’s bed, an impatient look on her face.

“What took you guys so long?” she complained. “I've been ready for ages. See?”

She dipped her hand between her legs and touched her fingers to her pussy. She then presented her moist digits to them.

“You know, it’s usually the maiden that’s been waiting for the dashing heroes in your spot,” Aeolia smirked.

“Usually that maiden is the one being guarded by a dragon, not the dragon herself,” Brenda remarked with a smile of her own. “I suppose instead of slaying the dragon, we’re laying the dragon.”

John groaned. “Dad jokes? Really, Mom?”

Brenda merely smiled back at John before winking. “Am I wrong?”

“No, but hearing it out loud’s a bit much,” he muttered.

A surprised squeak caught John’s attention and he turned to see Verida had taken the initiative and captured Kiera’s lips, the bluenette quickly melting into the dragon’s embrace, her arms wrapping around Verida’s body.

“Doesn’t it feel better to let go of that fear?” the goddess murmured.

“Yeah,” the bluenette whispered, her hands still clutching Verida’s arms.

“Wait, has everyone been kissing Verida?” Anita asked.

“Yep,” Beth answered with a grin. “Guess there is something about being patient.”

“I’ll be sure to tell your sister we’ve managed to instill some manners into you,” Aeolia jibed.

“Hey, I’ve got a reputation to uphold,” Beth playfully protested.

“I suppose I could be bribed to keep my silence,” Aeolia smirked and licked her lips.

Undeterred by Beth and Aeolia’s flirting, Anita jumped off the bed and made a beeline for Verida. The goddess had gotten used to the shower of affection and caught the curvier girl before she could bowl into her and Kiera. Anita peppered Verida’s face with kissing, not really caring about mashing their lips together. Verida giggled at her enthusiasm. John thought it sounded nice after how worried she sounded before.

Anita finally found Verida’s lips and after a brief union between the two, pulled back with a wet smack.

“There, that’s everyone. Now what?” she asked.

“I think that’s for Verida to decide,” Brenda answered, even as she began to disrobe, drawing her shirt over her head. Everyone else was in similar states of undress, leaving the goddess herself and John as the most dressed. John watched her expression go blank as more skin became visible.

Thankfully, the goddess’ brain rebooted in short order and she let out a few uncertain noises.

“Oh, um, right. This was my idea. Well, my blessing doesn’t really need me to engage with everyone, not that I don’t want to! But just that, well, sex has to be happening around me,” the goddess managed to say.

“So it’s an orgy then,” Beth remarked, a hand on her cocked hip as she grinned at Verida naked. “Seems more fitting for some kind of sex demon than a dragon.”

“It’s the nature part, not the dragon part,” Verida protested, even as her dress fell away like leaves in autumn. For John, it was the first real time he was seeing her in all her glory. He’d been quick to avert his eyes after the pathway debacle and didn’t think he caught more than a glimpse then. Her skin was the healthy pale of old nobility, tinged red from a likely mix of lingering embarrassment and excitement.

Her breasts were a good handful and capped with pale pink nipples, fully erect. Her tail coiled around her smooth legs but didn’t obscure her glistening pussy. To not be left out, John unequipped all his clothes, his hard dick bobbing in time with his heart, drawing the eye of most of the room, Verida included.

“Looks like the sword’s ready for some ‘slaying’.” Aeolia smirked as she stepped next to Verida. The winged woman draped her arm around the goddess’ shoulder and groped one of her tits. “And the dragon’s ready to be ‘slayed’.”

“Yeah,” Verida breathlessly moaned before shaking her head to clear her thoughts. “But, em, if anyone else, um, wants to be with John first, I can…”

“Enough of that,” Vivian interjected. “It’s your first time, with us and in general. It’s only fair that you get the first round with John.”

“He is a limited resource after all,” Senka purred, sliding up behind John and lightly wrapping her hand around his cock and giving it a few pumps.

“Not sure how I feel about being compared to some rare commodity,” John said before lightly grunting from Senka’s languid handjob.

“Well, there’s no other dicks around and a lot more pussy,” the spirit attested. “Not that I’d have it any other way.”

“How do tentacles change the equation?” John asked, holding his hand out and summoning the jar of slime from yesterday. “Figured a **** multiplier would be useful for this.”

“I have no objections to that,” Verida said, her eyes darting between the jar and his cock. “Being more connected with everyone might make giving my blessing easier.”

With no objections from the rest of the girls to tentacle deployment, John summoned up his water spirit and infused it into the green slime. In an instant, John’s sense of touch expanded and he began to spread out the slime, ready for whoever wanted a tendril.

With a light shove, Senka pushed John towards Verida and he took it in stride, drawing up to the eager goddess. He pulled her into a deep kiss, his hand grabbing her ass as he pressed their bodies together. Beyond the expected sensations, John felt a magical current begin to flow into him, like a warm breeze against his skin. The room seemed brighter and more fragrant, like a window was open and fresh flowers were in bloom.

Beyond his body, he felt the slime stretch into tentacles and begin to caress most of his lovers. Aeolia had Beth pressed against one of the walls, a tendril each beginning to climb their legs as they kissed and fondled each other’s breasts. Senka had foregone a tentacle, instead moving right to having an eager Teri kneeling between her legs, the goblin’s lips and tongue quickly getting to work.

Vivian and Estelle were in much the same position as Aeolia and Beth, but they yet had tentacles attending them, content to use their own hands to bring pleasure for now. Anita, in contrast, had quickly moved to one of his tentacles, and was grinding her pussy against the slick tendril while Brenda pressed against the gnoshroom’s back, her hands massaging Anita’s breasts.

Which left Kiera as the only person without any partner. John pulled his lips away from Verida’s and glanced to where he last saw her. She was still there, looking a bit like a deer caught in headlights, unsure of what she should do or how to go about things.

Verida caught onto why John had shifted his attention and she reached for Kiera. No words were said, and John couldn’t tell if there was any mental conversation happening between the goddess and her herald, but Kiera took a few hesitant steps towards them after a moment. Once the blushing bluenette took Verida’s hand, she guided both John and Kiera to the bed.

“I think I want to see you, Kiera, with my own eyes and not through yours,” the goddess said as she gently urged John down onto the bed. Taking a guess at Verida’s desire, John got on his back, his cock pointed up before the two women. The pair moved in a way John was certain was coordinated by their mental link; Kiera straddled his face while Verida hovered over his cock.

“That seems fitting,” Brenda’s voice came over the low din of pleasured moans and sighs, “that the goddess and her servant would conduct this ritual on an altar.”

“The bed’s an altar?” Beth breathed out as Aeolia bent down and nipped at her nipple. “Not shaking off those sex demon allegations.”

“What does that make us then, cutlist?” Senka chuckled before letting out a moan as Teri licked at her pussy.

“Does a cult usually have direct contact with their god?” Vivian wondered as Estelle peppered her neck with kisses.

“We could establish a real religion,” the witch mused once she was done.

“I don’t think any other followers would be doing this,” Teri breathlessly said as she pulled away from Senka’s snatch.

“This would be only for the most devout,” Verida proclaimed, joining in the banter. The energy flowing through the room prickled John’s skin as Verida’s wet pussy kissed the tip of his dick. Kiera remained off his face so he could watch as the goddess lowered herself down onto him, the slick embrace of her pussy caressing his cock. That, plus the sensations from the tentacle beginning to do the same, caused John to moan out in pleasure as she sank down.

“Oh,” the goddess breathlessly exclaimed. “That’s… That feels so good!”

“Glad I’m up to par.” John chuckled, watching as Verida began to slowly move her hips as she got used to his size. Above him, Kiera let out a little whimper as she watched Verida’s breasts jiggle as she began to pick up her pace.

Deciding that it wasn’t fair to the bluenette to be left out, John brought one of his hands up to her waist and urged her down. Kiera quivered as she sat on John’s face, leaving him blind as her soft skin blocked his eyes. But he didn’t need his eyes to hear her let out an adorable squeal as he began to eat her out, nor to guess that Verida had pitched forward to kiss her by the way those sounds became muffled.

All around him, John let the noise of increasingly lewd activities direct his mind’s eye, along with the tactile sensations from the spirit infused slime. Every thrust, squeeze and stroke painted a picture of love and lust amongst the room’s occupants.

Brenda and Anita had taken the classic 69 position on the floor, each with a tentacle fucking them. Aeolia had Beth kneeling in front of her and eating her out while a tentacle lazily fucked the dark haired girl.

Teri and Senka had by far adopted the most advanced and ambitious position, the standing 69. From tentacular feedback, John could feel that Senka had a tight hold of Teri’s legs and was feasting on the goblin’s pussy, the tentacles aiding in securing the upside down goblin.

Adding to the tactile and auditory sensations was the build-up of whatever magic Verida was weaving. John only had Senka’s added input to compare his senses with and what he could glean from her mind matched his. It was an energizing power, steadily growing with every thrust, lick and squeeze. It felt like the steadily growing warmth on a gentle spring day, invigorating without becoming oppressive.

“Yes!” Verida cried as her bouncing grew more frenetic. At the same time, Kiera’s moans grew louder as she wiggled against John’s face. Sensing their climaxes approaching, John redoubled his efforts, tongue and dick plunging deeper and faster. A few strokes and licks later, both women atop John shook as they came, their pleasured cries joining the chorus filling the room.

The tightening of Verida’s inner walls as she shook brought John to the edge and beyond it. John pulled Verida flush with his waist as his cum filled her. For a second, John felt the normal post-orgasm wave of tiredness hit him. Even with his increased stats and ‘training’ from his days of masturbation, he still wasn’t at the point where he could keep fucking without a short breather.

So he was surprised when his body partially was bursting with energy. The closest he could compare it to was when he used abilities that boosted his Strength and Endurance.

“Oh, that’s refreshing,” Verida breathed out, sounding surprised about it. “Did everyone feel that?”

There was a moment of silence that was most likely due to mouths being otherwise occupied before Vivian answered in a breathless voice, “I think so. Doesn’t feel like I’ve cum at all.”

“I think I’d be a bit miffed at that if I didn’t feel the same way,” Estelle chuckled. “Seems we’re good for the long haul.”

John’s cock throbbed in anticipation and with renewed vigor, something Verida noticed by the way she shifted her hips.

“Then maybe we should switch up partners?” the goddess suggested in a husky voice. “See how many rounds we can all go.”

No one voiced an objection to that.