Meeting the Wives

Flinch slowly raised the fur covering the doorway to what now were his personal chambers. He didn’t have time to take in the beautiful furniture and tasteful decorations, as a 6’2 muscular paladin crashed against his chest. Astra was crying against his chest and he embraced her. “You… should have… told me…”, she said between sobs. “I know.”, he gently stroked her hair, “It was hard to even tell Valery. Had I told you both, I wouldn’t have had the strength to leave you.”. Valery joined their hug, pressing her soft body against them from the side, “I’m so happy you’re back, Flinch. I assume by your body that your training was successful.”.

Astra had calmed a bit, but now her eyes shot open again and she stumbled back. Only now had she realized that Flinch was now as tall as she was and similarly muscular, “Valery you’re right, he’s massive!”. Flinch now also got a good look at Astra. The former paladin was wearing only a leather bra and panties, her exposed skin was covered in tribal goblin tattoos. She looked stunning and fierce wearing them and Flinch was touched that she engaged in such a deep part of goblin culture.

Valery, who was still hugging him, reached down to stroke his crotch. She bit her lip, “It seems our husband has… grown proportionally.”. It took a moment until Astra understood, then the two grabbed one of his hands each and pulled him towards a large bed, giggling along the way. Flinch laid on his back while the beauties tore their few clothes off, then they both crawled towards him. Astra pushed his loincloth aside and took his growing manhood in her hands and started slowly licking all the way up and down his shaft.

While he loved watching her work, he couldn’t as Valery crawled onto his chest where she sat down. He felt the warmth of Astras mouth as she swallowed his cock, starting to rhythmically bob her head up and down his cock. Valery bent down and started passionately kissing him, their tongues intertwining in a dance of pleasure. Flinch had missed this. The warmth and passion… and holes of his lovely wives.

With one hand he grabbed Valery’s round butt, squeezing it and occasionally slapping it, leading her to yelp between their kisses. The other hand firmly grabbed Astra’s hair, forcing her to take his length down her throat and holding her down, resting her chin against his balls.

After a while of enjoying them in this way, he gently pushed Valery off and said to her, “I will cum soon, make sure it’s down her throat.”, then he removed his hand from Astra’s hair. Valery smiled, understanding the assignment and she took to her duty immediately. Astra had used the opportunity to come up for air for a second. Valery sat down on the back of the paladin who laid on her stomach with her head between Flinch’s legs, then she grabbed her hair with both hands. “You think you can come up for air, slut?”, before Astra could reply she was shoved down on his glistening fuckstick once again. Valery **** an even rougher pace on Astra than Flinch had, sometimes bobbing the tall beauties head rapidly, sometimes holding her down with cock in her throat for so long she almost passed out.

His large body tensed up as his orgasm approached, he gave Valery a slight nod and she hilted the spluttering Astra on his cock. Flinch let out a deep groan as he came, shooting thick ropes of cum right down Astras tight throat. It had been a while and combined with his new body’s capabilities, he had really filled her stomach when he finally relaxed. Valery smiled at him, then turned Astra’s head upwards, sharing his cum in an upside-down kiss. The two took their time cleaning his cock and then eventually cuddled up on either side of him, both stroking his strong chest. “I’m so glad you’re back.”, Valery whispered. Astra nodded and nuzzled her face against him. Flinch smiled, “So am I.”.