Look to Althesire for guidance

Stewart looks to Althesire, hoping to get some clues from him about how to proceed. His host steps between Stewart, Adella, and the two elves, and says to the smaller creatures, “There will be ample opportunity to engage in swinging with our guests. The honor of the first fuck of the night belongs to Tonia and me.”

The elves walk away, clearly disappointed, and Stewart breathes a sigh of relief that he does not have to navigate those uncomfortable waters — at least for now.

Althesire gazes at Adella, admiringly. “My rod longs to have you bob on it. Your breasts call out to be fondled and kissed. Come and let us begin by letting me pierce your vaginal lips with my meaty sword.” He holds out his arm for Adella to take it. She does, with a polite nod of the head. As Althesire leads her to the middle of the dance floor, she quickly says to her brother, “I believe courtesy dictates that you ask his wife for the first dance of the night, as well.”

Stewart looks at Tonia, who is staring at him with large, expectant eyes. Trying to remember the wording used by Althesire, he offers his arm to her and says, “May I pierce your vaginal lips, M’lady?”

Tonia smiles broadly and takes his arm, allowing him to lead her to the middle of the dance floor. As they walk, she asks, “Is your meaty rod hard and desirous to pummel my aching cunt?” Stewart nods, assuming that she is asking him whether he is really desirous of dancing with her. He glances at Althesire, who is whispering something in Adella’s ear, just a few feet away. All around the two couples, the guests stand, drinks in hand, watching expectantly for the beginning of the festivities.

Stewart’s attention is immediately redirected to Tonia. They have stopped in the center of the dance floor, and he faces her, placing one hand around her waist, and holding up the other hand, expecting her to clasp it with hers. Instead, he feels her hand reach under his loincloth and grasp his cock. She squeezes it a couple of times before saying, “Your meaty rod is indeed thick and impressive. I shall make it hard so may pierce me in the manner you wish.”

Stewart looks at her, eyes wide with surprise, before quickly looking around to see what reaction her public fondling of his genitals has elicited. Far from the expected looks of indignation and shock, all Stewart can see from the assembled guests are looks of approval as they continue their various conversations.

He turns to Adella, wondering whether she has seen the interaction. Adella is far too distracted, however, by Althesire’s hand between her legs and the rubbing motion of his hand against her cunt.

“I am wet with desire,” says Tonia, as casually as if she were telling him that she just bought a new pair of shoes. “Nevertheless, you may finger me and let me delight in being penetrated by your amorous body.” She takes his hand and guides it between her legs, thereby confirming her assertion of her wetness.

Stewart looks again at Adella. Her face is one of bliss as she soaks up the sensation of Althesire’s finger fucking. Having just engaged in full-on intercourse with her mere minutes earlier, Stewart sees his sister in a new light and wonders what kind of sexual adventurer he may have awakened in his sister when he took her virginity.

As if sensing his eyes upon her, Adella turns her head and looks at her brother. As they make eye contact, she smiles, somewhat self-consciously, and shrugs. She mouths the words, “Just go with it.”

Those words of encouragement were not needed for Stewart’s cock. Under Tonia’s skillful fondling, his prick has quickly risen to full eretion, and there’s no way at all that his skimpy loincloth can offer even a hint of modesty at this point.

Tonia cups his balls and says, “I can tell you have recently spent your hot, fertile load.” She gently caresses his testicles in the palm of her hand while gingerly extending her forefinger to tickle Stewart’s anus. “I have no doubt you have much more to give me,” she continues. “My mouth and my vagina hunger for your thick seminal emissions, filling me and dripping from me.”

Her hips gyrate, remind Stewart of his hand’s presence between her legs. Without conscious thought, he slips the tip of his middle finger into her slit. It easily enters the wet, slick crevice, causing Tonia to issue a low, sexy growl.

“We shall frolic here together, ravenously making love to each other’s horny bodies, causing our on-lookers to grow mad with insatiable desire!” Her lips mash against his as she lifts her loincloth and presses her cunt against Stewart’s crotch, causing his erection to rub fully over her moist pussy lips.

He turns his attention to Adella. She is quite focused on Althesire, whom he can see has inserted two fingers into the princess’ cunt and is rapidly pushing and pulling them in and out of her slit. Adella has her forehead pressed against Athesire’s, looking into his eyes with animal-like desire. She has both hands at work between his legs, using each one in turn to grip his cock at its base and stroke all the way to the tip, repeatedly.

Stewart can’t help but notice that Althesire is pretty generously equipped between the legs, and he can’t help but wonder if his sister is silently comparing Althesire’s package to his own, which so recently had been in her hands before invading her loving darkness completely.

As Tonia continues lap dancing against him while he stands, Stewart notices the activity on the perimeter of the dance floor has begun to change. No longer content to stand and watch the two couples making out, the guests have likewise begun to kiss and paw at each other. Stewart sees guests pairing off, and some diving up into groups of three. Only one or two stand by themselves, content to watch while their hands seek out their own genitals and administer some self-gratification. All others are busily engaged in the very things he and Tonia, Althesire and Adella are doing.

Stewart feels quite torn at the moment. The closest he has ever come to engaging in public sex has been those times when he happened to be walked in on while scoring with a beautiful woman or when he was with multiple women at once, and one or more of them decided to take a well-earned rest break and sit and watch as Stewart continued on with a gal who still had some energy remaining. In terms of doing it with an audience under circumstances like this, Stewart was definitely in uncharted waters.

As nervous and unfamiliar as the experience is for him, his rock-hard cock bears witness to the fact that he is totally turned on by the sexy tiger-woman who seems so eager to have his cock inside her. Realizing she is married — and to their host, no less — is a strange development, but it isn’t as if Althesire is unaware of what is going on. In fact, as Stewart can see by turning his head, he is on one knee in front of Adella, removing her single skimpy item of clothing, and appears to be getting ready to eat her out right then and there.

Tonia purrs into his ear, “I want you to fill me with everything you have! Let my vagina milk a full load of tiny kittens to fill my throbbing womb!” She grabs his cock and rubs the tip of it up and down over her wet slit, sliding it in to the base of its head.

Stewart takes one more look around, **** for any sign that what he is thinking about doing might be considered taboo. As if in answer, he looks to his left and sees a creature whose body from the waist up is that of a man, but the bottom half is that of a goat. Just as Stewart looks that way, he sees the creature’s disproportionately-massive schlong disappear into the ass of the female elf who had so recently asked him to “mount me, tearing my tight pussy lips with your rock-hard manly spear.”

They are not the only ones engaged in such activity. All around him, he sees groups of two and three occupied with full-on intercourse. In the span of less than three minutes, the room transformed from a cultured dance of a diplomatic conference to a debauched orgy.

“It is time to have you inside me,” says Tonia, persistently grinding her pussy harder against his cock. She released her hold on his shaft and places both arms around his neck. “Fill me with your rod and cause me to roar with the passionate cry of a wanton slut!”

Stewart allows himself a brief memory of attending his first dance when he was thirteen. Ironically, Tonia has just said the very words he was hoping he would have heard that night, seven years ago!