Lessons of Love and Passion

Broden arrived on time to their meeting place, but found that the princesses had not brought their instruments. In fact, the whole clearing looked different. The small bench was adorned with incense and candles, and a blanket of considerable size had been spread out on the grass. Atop the blanket were pillows and flower pink rose petals. The normal lanterns had been replaced with smaller ones that had a pink covering to give the entire clearing a soft pink glow. And then there were the princesses themselves. Mitri and Lethila both had their hair brushed out, where Mitri normally kept her hair in a braid. They had also added a streak of color to their hair, with Mitri having chosen a green that almost matched his skin and light blue for Lethila. They were also wearing comfortable looking robes instead of their normal dance attire.

"I assume that we aren't going to be practicing our dancing," Broden said with chuckle as he glanced towards the pillows and blanket.

"Not tonight. You already know the dances Broden," said Lethila as she and her sister came to either side of him. Each girl took a hand and led him closer to the blanket. "We have a few nights left, and those are going to be for you and Mitri. Though tonight, I've been asked to help.... Instruct her."

"Is that so," Broden asked Mitri, who was blushing but nodded in consent.

"I... I want this. I've never wanted a man like I want you. Traditionally, our hair should be pink and blue for the festival, but I wanted to show my devotion to you."

Broden looked nervously at Lethila, wondering how much the sisters had shared. He was afraid to ask, but also fairly distracted. Mitri had turned his head an begun kissing him while Lethila was working his shirt up. The twins pulled off his shirt and then Lethila instructed for him to lay on the blanket. Broden's nerves were quickly giving way to lust as a situation beyond his imagining was coming to fruition. He couldn't deny his growing feelings for Mitri, and his still blazing desire for her mother, but to have both princesses like this.... Broden had barely laid down before Mitri was kissing him again. Her small hand found his scarred chest and gently rubbed him as her tongue pushed shyly into his mouth. He sensed Lethila moving for a moment and then the draw string on his pants were being undone. He lifted his ass so she could pull off his pants. It was quickly followed by her gasping.

Mitri broke their kiss and pulled back a bit. Broden could see her blushing before she turned her head and nodded to her sister. "I was right, wasn't I?"

"Yeah. He's big. Really big."

Broden chuckled at the sisterly exchange of his cock's size as small hands wrapped around the member in question and began to stroke him. He could hear Lethila coo in desire, but his thoughts were more on Mitri, who was still watching her sister. He couldn't see her face, and worried she would react badly to Lethila working his cock as she was. He couldn't deny his arousal as it was already at full and bobbing before the young women.

"What do we do next," Mitri suddenly asked softly.

"W-well.... I still can't believe you were able to handle this in your mouth Mitri. You don't have my experience.... I'm telling you now, this is going to hurt you."

"I know..."

"Alright. Alright.... First, squat over his face. Broden, you need to get her as wet as possible. I'll handle lubricating you."

"How do you intend to... Ah, I see." He didn't need to finish his question because he felt Lethila's tongue beginning to work up and down his shaft. Mitri watched her sister for another moment before standing and slipping the robe off of her shoulders and letting it fall to the ground. She looked at Broden with uncertainty, but he took the cue that Lethila had given and instructed her on how exactly to get over him. He had wanted her to face away from Lethila, but she was determined to watch and he had to relent.

As Mitri began to let her legs sink lower, Lethila was lost in her own work. She knew that Orcs were thicker than humans or elves, but generally they were the same length. Broden had a bounty of length as well as girth. She had given him a decent coating of saliva, so she was ready for the next step, but she intentionally waited until Broden's tongue made contact with her sister's virgin folds. Mitri closed her eyes and moaned as he began to lap at her honeyed lips. At the same moment, Lethila took the head of his cock into her mouth and began to bob her head. She was skilled enough that she didn't gag like her sister had, but even she wasn't so used to one of this size.

Broden for his part was also focused on Mitri. Lethila was correct in her guess that Mitri would be in pain during their first love making. Just from his first sight of her beautifully shaven pussy, he could tell she would be the tightest he had ever had. Orc females were built for rough treatment and could handle the girth of an Orc cock fairly easy even on their first time. Human and Elven women were much more... delicate. Once she had knelt over him, he couldn't help but marvel at the beauty before him. Her body was a work of art and the scent of her arousal was filling his nose. His first lap at those velvet lips gave him a slight taste of her juices. He wanted to delve deeper, but he wanted to savor this.

Granted, it was hard to take things slow with the other sister servicing his cock as she was. Her words had been more than enough to tell him that she wasn't a virgin, but her skill backed it up immensely. She could handle him, even though she had been amazed at his size. In a few short minutes, she was already taking half his length. He wasn't sure how much attention Mitri was giving the display were her head tilted back and letting the pleasure wash over her. He was still worried she would grow jealous, even after her declaration. Orcish women knew they would be sharing their men eventually. The men as well accepted the fact that their females would take lovers as well. Open sexual relations were well tolerated and accepted in his culture. This situation would be nothing to Orcs. But Elves were much more reserved in their love making. Fortunately his worries were for nothing.

"L-Lethila! It looks so amazing! I can't believe how hot my body is getting watching you take the man I love into your mouth."

Broden felt Lethila chuckle around his cock and let this signal his time to push forward. He had been letting himself lick and suckle her lips, but now he pushed his tongue into her depths. She shivered as his tongue began to invade her body and her legs almost gave out. Broden tasted deeply of her and found her to be delicious. Mitri's lithe young body was tensing and shivering at his touch and she continued to coo about Lethila working his cock. This whole situation was driving Broden wild with lust, and he thanked his discipline for being able to keep his cool. He knew that if he continued to let Lethila work his cock, sooner or later he would fill her mouth with cum. Had this not been Mitri's first time, he would relish the idea of doing that before filling Mitri. But Mitri was his chosen lover and this was her first time.

Mitri had to orgasm before they could continue. He had a limit to what he could handle and had to make sure Mitri hit her limit first. To further that goal, he cupped her small ass in his hands and made his tongue a whirlwind inside the princess. Her moans became louder and more pronounced. Lethila even had to admit that Broden's skills were on par with hers, if her sister's cries were any indication. She understood what he was trying to do and almost wanted to race him to see if she could make him come first, but wasn't so cruel. She slowed her sucking and allowed him to have more focus on her sister. Her guess that it wouldn't take long was accurate. After another couple of minutes, Mitri suddenly cried out before going stiff and falling forward. Her small body draping across his and almost hitting Lethila with her head.

"Are you ok Mitri?"

"Y-yeah. I've never.... Not like that..."

"That's what it feels like when you have a skilled partner."

Lethila glanced at Broden and chuckled at the Orc. Mitri had dropped her body on his face before falling forward. Broden's face and nose were almost completely covered by her pussy and ass, but he didn't look like he minded. He was still lapping at her pussy, causing slight tremors to rock Mitri's body as she lay across him.

"Alright you two, how about the next step? How are we going to have Mitri lose her virginity?"