Jonah and Trisha Make Love Part 1

Jonah didn’t know how long he had been out, the sun’s strange pattern when he and the twins had arrived probably had something to do with that. He opened the door, it was at this moment he smelled cooked fruits. He followed the scent of cooked fruit to the dining area. He saw the twins and saurian women around a table, there was also a plate for him that had been set and loaded with what looked like a sizeable portion of the food at the table.

“We had a little competition to decide who gets intimate with you first,” said Marsha as she bit into a fruit that looked like a fusion between a mango and pineapple mixed with an orange fused with a pomegranate, “and my sister won that little match up. You’ll need to build up your energy, chances are you’ll need it.”

“Nice to see you’re still some level of tactful on the subject,” said Jonah as he sat down in front of the plate with food piled literally as high as his head, the said table was low enough that the plate was just below his sternum, so the pile of fruit was of considerable height. He grabbed a fruit that resembled the one Marsha had been eating, when he bit into it the fruit felt almost like biting into something between an apple and a mango but when he bit into it the fruit tasted like he was eating a Mango-Strawberry smoothie. Looking at the rest of his plate, Jonah saw some other odd fruits, five or six of the fruits on the plate were fully recognizable with the rest of the fruits being bizarre mixes of different tropical fruits, the oddest he spotted being what looked like a blend of coconut, chili pepper, and Brazil nut.

“These are some really unique fruits,” said Trisha, “our host offered to give us a field guide for the island later, she doesn’t want to stop and explain every little thing to us.”

“Fair enough,” said Jonah.

“Oh,” said Trisha, “and they’re moving your luggage to a room more appropriate to our coming activities.”

“I will be guiding you to that room after our meal,” said Ulnarka, “I hope you have enough to eat.”

“To be honest,” said Jonah, “I think I’ll get through a quarter or third of all this, at best. This is a bit more than what I’m usually used to consuming on special occasions, like parties or holiday celebrations.”

“Same here,” said the twins in unison.

“We just didn’t want to come off as offending you,” said Marsha as she set the rind of her finished fruit in the pile by her plate she had started earlier.

“Understandable,” said Jonah as he continued to eat.

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Almost twenty minutes later, a nearly stuffed Jonah and Trisha were guided to his new designated room by Ulnarka. The room was much further down the hallway, literally at the end of that hallway. “Here you go,” said Ulnarka, “as far as we can tell, this was some kind of administrative bedchamber; we’re still trying to figure out which culture was in control here, quite a few races and cultures have a history of controlling this island. The ruins, relics, and artifacts here have signs of all of those all around the island.”

“I’m guessing it’s the same with the room,” said Jonah.

“Yes,” said Ulnarka, “there are signifiers for at least 4 different cultures in this one room.” She then opened the door, “see for yourself. Also, we’ll leave the rest of your food, and some beverages by the door, Molsalkisa will see what she can do about the food not being ruined.” Looking into the room, Jonah and Trisha saw a room that looked like someone had someone managed to blend Mesoamerican, Japanese, Brazilian, and Hawaiian culture together in a way that was respectful and artistic; needless to say, it was a little offputting. The bed was dressed up in sheets that seemed Mesoamerican-inspired.”

“You could try cooling them,” said Trisha, “where we come from, it’s been found that keeping foods cooler, often cold or frozen, allows foods to last longer.”

“Also,” said Jonah, “warm humid areas, like these islands, means food spoils faster if it’s left out and not chilled. Not to mention, some foods in our world only work because they are kept cool, cold, or frozen.”

“I’ll pass along what you said to Molsalkisa,” said Ulnarka, she turned her attention more towards Jonah, “and I’ll make sure to leave your bag with the food later, the twins only recently let us know which room you had taken up, and we just recently finished preparing this room for you.”

Looking around, as he entered the room from the door, Jonah could see the room was more spread out. The bed was on the far side of the chamber, under a window that was a good nine feet up in the room’s wall, and the bed looked like it could almost twice as many people as the bed in his previous room, it was almost like it was a queen-size bed back home; the room itself has a twelve-foot ceiling and seems to be made of the same stone as the rest of the building; there was dresser was on the left side of the room facing the bed, that dresser was even double the size of the dresser in his previous room; the desk was larger, and on the right side of the room a good fourteen feet from the bed, it even had its own chair tucked into it that looked like it could hold someone like the dinosaur women, his prior room didn’t have any chairs; there was even what looked like a four-seat couch to the side of the dresser closer to the door about seven feet from the dresser. The room seem to be fifteen feet wide and almost twice that in length, it almost felt like it was taking a whole minute to cross the floor when Jonah and Trisha closed the door behind them, it probably would take a little over a minute for someone sized at what is standard for a human to cross from the door to the bed uninterrupted.

“Thank you for guiding us here,” said Jonah as he closed the door behind him and Trisha, “please go about the rest of your duties.” The sauropod woman gave a curt nod as the door was shut respectfully in front of her. “Well,” said Jonah as he turned his attention towards Trisha, “I suppose we should get to it, but maybe we should leave our attire in the dresser for the time being so it doesn’t hinder our activities.”

“I can get behind that,” said Trisha as be began to strip off her scanty swimwear, watching Jonah with hungrily thirsty eyes as he also removed his attire.

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“I can not believe you set up to spy on Jonah in his own room,” said Marsha as she watched the scene unfolding in a crystal ball the size of her head, “watching my sister and the guy she’s going to fuck undress then fuck feels wrong, it’s too voyeuristic for my tastes.”

“I’m not sure I follow,” said Molsalkisa as she began readying to take notes.

“A voyeur is someone who gets sexually excited by the idea or act of watching others in sexual acts or even being watched while in sexual acts,” said Marsha, “and barring certain circumstances, in the world I grew up in, that sort of thing is socially discouraged in public settings or without the consent of all involved parties. Without consent from either of them, it feels inappropriate. Besides, what are you hoping to learn from all this?”

“More about Dreamborn and Alpharians,” said the Ceratopsian woman, after we discounted available information regarding their apparent classes and what is known regarding humans, what remains will be undocumented information for Dreamborn and Alpharians.”

“Except you’ll have far too small of a sample size for anything definitively conclusive,” said Marsha, “at best it will be your own conjectures and hypotheses, you would need at least a hundred times the sample size you’re working with to any real reads on the subject of study.”

“I can work with that,” said Molsalkisa, “for now, it will at least give some future scholars some jumping-off points. I just have to point out these are my observations and not anything conclusive on the subject matter.”

“She takes her subject matters very seriously,” said Ulnarka as she focused on the sphere projecting the pair getting ready for intercourse, and I must admit I’m a bit curious on this subject matter too.” Marsha couldn’t deny she was curious as well, and the added bonus of knowing her sister’s own kinks a bit more intimately would be great teasing fodder for later.

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Trisha hadn’t noticed Jonah’s junk, she was more focused on getting the unfamiliar swimwear off at the time. As he closed the dresser doors and turned to her, Trisha’s excitement went into overdrive, Jonah member was a monster in its own right. She suddenly flashed back to her sister having brought rented pornos home for the first time for their movie night, while the two were as much a virgin as Jonah, all three had no real sexual experiences, but a good half the videos they watched were about guys with monster cocks, and those monsters were the biggest penises the twins had ever seen anywhere, but somehow Jonah’s cock was even bigger than those monstrous members, it was practically a super penis, and his balls were equally as impressive, what she saw as a bulge in his shorts had somehow underplayed the size of what she was looking at. And the thing was still mostly flaccid, it was just starting to harden and swell.

Trisha could feel drool pooling in her mouth at the thought of Jonah’s member in her mouth, between her breasts, and inside her pussy. She managed to stop an instinctive erotic moan before even sexually interacting with Jonah. She got down on her knees and started massaging his member with her breasts, oscillating them in counter circles to each other around his member. Once it was fully erect, the sensation of doing so stimulating the area between her breasts and causing her to give out an erotic moan of approval, she dribbled some of her pooled saliva on his cock as she brought her mouth down to suck him off. His rod was finally her mouth, it had filled up her breasts, and even took up a considerable portion of her mouth when she brought it into her maw. She moaned around Jonaha’s cock for what felt like a few minutes before Jonahah took her off his cock and rammed her up against the wall, surprisingly forcefully, which caused Trisha to moan erotically from the pleasurable sensation of her breasts being pressed and stimulated by the wall. Honestly, she and Jonah didn’t think she would have any hints of masochistic tendencies. He then started pounding her in the pussy from behind, this caused Trisha to give out erotic cries of pleasure as she was pounded further.

Jonah pounded at Trisha for a few minutes before pulling her back, and off of his rod before carrying her over to the bed and practically throwing her on the bed with her back facing down. He then rammed his rod back into her vagina as he grabbed both her breasts and squeezed them every time he pumped in and loosened his grip every time he pulled back. Trisha once again gave erotic cries as her breasts were squeezed and her pussy was pounded. They kept at it for almost an hour before Jonah started to slow down a bit.

Trisha, much to her own surprise, didn’t want Jonah to slow down just yet, that would mean he was getting exhausted. Trisha was also starting to feel exhausted, but not as much as she could feel Jonah was. She sent a surge of electrical energy through where she and Jonah were in physical contact before he could pull out and somehow managed to give him a boost of energy that caused him to resume plowing and squeezing her with renewed vigor for the next hour or so, this also caused her womb to descend around his cock. During this time, Jonah finally let loose his cum inside of her, it was a flood that filled her womb and vaginal cavity so much that a considerable portion leaked out when he pulled out.

The two of them fell asleep next to each other atop the bed, completely naked and covered in sweat from their sexual activities. It would likely be a few hours before the two were back up and ready to take on what came next. And Trisha would later learn what her sister had been up to, by ironically finding herself in a similar situation.

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Meanwhile, all three of the other women had abandoned their attire and were massaging their breasts and pussies to the point they were leaking. “I can’t believe we all got off on that,” said Marsha through a few grunts as she **** herself to stop, “I don’t know when I turned into such a pervert, and at the moment, I don’t care how that happened.”

“Watching that,” said Ulnarka, “made me want to have a similar experience, is there anything that can help with that?”

“Maybe a dildo modeled on his penis and junk,” said Marsha thoughtfully as she gathered up her outfit and began to put her attire back on, “but that would require quite a bit of latex.”

“That firm bouncy material that alchemists managed to synthesize a short while before reports of Yuri came in,” said Molsalkisa in surprise, “I think I have a sample of the material for academic study in my room,” she quickly stood right up, “I’ll be right back.” With that, she left the room, not even bothering to collect her clothes physically or magically, and headed off to the room she had in the facility, which was in the opposite direction the rooms Jonah and the twins were in. A few minutes later, the ceratopsian woman returned with three big, navy blue dildos modeled on Jonah’s junk and member, “Here we go,” said Molsalkisa, “one for each of us, but since they’re made with magic they’ll only last a few minutes, a few hours at most; I don’t know how it should feel just yet, so the material’s a bit smooth, but we should be able to alleviate some of our cravings with these.”

Marsha stared at the dildo she was handed in fascination, even as she took it in her hands, she hadn’t expected latex, of all things, to be a real material in this world, given the medieval stylings she had managed to observe. Given the Fantasy style of setting, she had found herself in, it shouldn’t have been too much of a surprise but it still was because she wasn’t used to the idea of latex, of all things, being in a fantasy setting.