Lucas gets seduced

"What happened, Deidre? What are you doing?" he exclaimed, having trouble keeping his mouth closed.

Taking Dante's tool out of her mouth, she explained, "This wonderful gentleman killed the ogre and I'm rewarding him. If you come over here and give me your cock, I'll reward you too for defending my honor, Lucas." She returned to giving Dante a hell of a blow job.

On hearing her words, Lucas got a funny look on his face, which quickly turned to a look of lust. When he stood, Dante could see why Deidre liked the boy: he was a tall, well-built young man with a handsome face, and the tent in his pants showed him to be well-endowed in that department as well. Dante relaxed and let the pleasure of Deidre's mouth consume him. He opened his eyes again when he heard Lucas lie down on the ground next to her with his penis sticking out over his lowered pants. It really was impressive.

She took her mouth off Dante and scuttled over Lucas' body, hanging onto Dante's cock. Once she was settled with Lucas' cock between her legs, Dante moved over until his feet straddled Lucas' head. Deidre leaned over Lucas, slipping his stiff length into her well-greased cunt. Then she took Dante's cock back into her mouth. As she bounced up and down on Lucas' member, her movements made her mouth bob up and down on Dante's protuberance. Lucas got really into it, alternating between fondling Deidre's tits and Dante's balls. Dante certainly didn't mind the extra attention to his genitals, no matter who was doing it.

Soon they hit a hard rhythm, her feral fucking of Lucas jamming her mouth hard on Dante's dick, and Dante spewed his cum far into her mouth, some escaping to dribble down her chin and onto Lucas' chest. Watching Dante come in her mouth sent Lucas into overdrive, his hips forcefully hitting her groin as she descended. She screamed as her climax pounded her, more cum rolling out of her mouth. Lucas groaned loudly, Dante guessing that he unloaded his spunk inside Deidre's liquid cunt. The two on the ground slumped, and Dante almost fell, his knees were so weak. They all just panted from their workout.

Slowly, the three of them revived enough to dress. Deidre got out the basket and set out a fine lunch on a large log in the clearing. She had hearty bread, cheese, dried meat, some fresh apples and a clay jar of ale. They ate quietly, too exhausted to do more than eat. By the time they finished, they all looked better, and some trite conversations occurred.