Orgy 1: Goblin Lovin'

John felt his heartbeat increase as Estelle opened her room. The chamber was far larger than he would have thought, with an expansive bed taking up a good portion of the space, likely large enough for everyone in the barrier to use without any issue.

“Good, it took,” she breathed out. “Wasn’t sure if I was focused enough to reshape it.”

It took John a moment to realize what she meant. “Wait, you edited your room on the fly?”

Estelle nodded, a small smile on her lips. “And the room the others are using. Takes a bit of effort, and I…”

Her pin chose that moment to finally run out of power and the wave of lust that crashed into them stole her breath. All of them shuddered and took in a sharp breath from the sudden spike in desire. Teri nearly doubled over moaning and only remained upright thanks to John’s quick arms.

“I don’t think we should hold off on this any longer,” Teri breathily said, her hips wiggling against John’s fully restored length.

“That sounds like a good idea,” Brenda whispered in a husky tone. Then she descended upon Kiera, capturing her lips in a heated kiss as she began to undo her pants. The bluenette melted into Brenda’s embrace before the taller woman pulled away just enough for her to say, “No need to be shy, Kiera. I want you to touch me too. Maybe help me out of these clothes?”

John watched enraptured for a moment as Brenda’s words spurred Kiera into action and the bluenette’s hands began to pull at his mother’s sweater. Then Teri made it clear she wanted attention and grabbed his wrists. She guided his hands down to the hem of her t-shirt. John didn’t need a second signal and he pulled her shirt up, his fingers ghosting over her taut stomach.

Teri’s breath hitched as John’s hands continued their journey upwards, teasing the undersides of her bra-clad breasts before swiftly pulling the shirt off her. Casually tossing the garment aside, John brought his hands to her chest, hidden by a silver-colored bra. He massaged her breasts for a moment, bending down towards Teri’s ear.

“Just tell me if I’m doing anything you don’t like,” he muttered, causing her to shudder. “And if there’s anything in particular you want me to do.”

“I don’t think you’ll need much direction,” Teri gasped as John’s fingers slipped under the cups of her bra and began to tease her nipples. “But I don’t know how much longer I can take the teasing.”

“Your wish is my command,” John said, lightly kissing her temple. Teri let out a giggle before moaning as John deftly removed her bra and gave her now-released breasts a good squeeze. For just a moment, John looked down at the green tits in his hands, finding the contrast between them and her pink nipples very appealing. But he had a directive and he wasn’t about to make his first time with Teri a disappointment in her eyes.

Keeping one hand on her breast, John moved the other one down south until he reached her shorts. He fumbled a bit with the button, but was able to unfasten it, getting a peek of panties that matched the discarded bra before he pushed both pieces of clothing down her legs. He only reached about halfway down her toned thighs before they bunched up, but that was enough for him to drag his hand back up and place it between her legs.

Teri bucked and moaned as John’s fingers slipped into her pussy, arousal dripping down his digits. John held back his own groans as she grinded her ass against his bulge while he played with her.

“John,” she whimpered, looking up at him with needy eyes. “I need more.”

John smiled down at her, then with a few quick taps, removed his clothing. Both of them gasped as John’s unrestrained dick became squished between his abs and Teri’s toned butt.

“Don’t they look so hot, Kiera?” Brenda’s question to the bluenette drew John and Teri’s attention away from each other and to the bed, where Brenda had dragged Kiera. The pair sat on the edge of the bed, Kiera upon Brenda’s lap. Both were fully undressed and Kiera's position prevented John from seeing his mother’s large tits. But that slight disappointment was short-lived as he drank in Kiera’s displayed body.

Her pale skin was tinged red from a blush that spread from her face all the way down to her collarbone, but her nipples looked painfully erect. Likely not helped by how Brenda teased them between her fingers. Yet, despite Brenda’s ministrations and the situation as a whole, Kiera’s gaze did not shy away from them, nor did she try to hide her body. She squirmed in Brenda’s lap, but more from her teasing fingers and growing sexual pressure.

Estelle was a little ways from them, also fully disrobed. The witch’s curvy frame was on full display as she watched him play with Teri. Unlike Brenda, she had freed her hair from her ponytail and her brown locks flowed behind her as she touched herself.

John found the audience stimulating and his cock throbbed where it was squeezed by Teri’s butt. Feeling bold, he bent until his mouth was close to Teri’s ear.

“How do you feel about them watching us?” he asked, his breath tickling Teri and making her breathing hitch.

“I can feel their emotions, John,” she breathed out in as close to a deadpan she could manage. “Bit more invasive than eyes. But, can’t say that them watching isn’t an unexciting idea.”

“Do you want to keep watching them, Kiera?” Brenda asked the bluenette softly before nibbling her ear.

“Yess!” Kiera answered, her voice hitching.

“Mmm, I have an idea,” Brenda hummed before she lowered herself to the bed, hands on Kiera’s hips to keep her steady. “Kiera, dear, why don’t you sit on my face and keep watching.”

Then Brenda spread her legs, giving John and Teri a clear look at her dripping pussy. “And Estelle, you can get over here and eat me. Think of it as a way to make up for this situation.”

Brenda hadn’t raised her voice or changed her soft and breathy tone, but there was an absolute authority to her words and Estelle wasn’t about to argue with her. So the witch slid over and settled herself between Brenda’s shapely thighs, replacing John’s view of his mother’s pussy with her heart-shaped rear and equally wet lips.

“That’s right,” Brenda cooed as Estelle’s lips neared her pussy. “You have no idea just how pent-up you made me yesterday. Being all touchy and bending over in front of me.”

‘Guess I know where my high libido comes from,’ John thought as he watched the witch begin to eat out Brenda while she urged Kiera to slide over her face. Teri’s breathing grew heavier as Brenda began to lick Kiera, the bluenette moaning as she pitched forward, her modest breasts swaying.

“Guess it’s time to join the party,” John laughed as he helped fully remove Teri’s lower garments. He trailed his fingers over her thighs before scooping her up and carrying her to the large bed. “How do you want to do this?”

“Think you can fuck me while sitting in your lap?” Teri asked.

“I can give it a try,” John replied with confidence as they moved into their spot, facing the lesbian threesome. Sitting was a bit of an odd position, but he didn’t want to miss the show just as much as Teri seemed to. And any misgivings fled his mind as Teri backed onto his lap, the trail of wetness staining the inside of her thighs dampening his hard cock. John let her take things at her own pace, the lust she was feeling was sure to drive her to not draw things out too long.

Sure enough, Teri was quick to guide John’s dick to her dripping entrance, her legs spread wide as her butt squished against his thighs and abs. She was tight and warm and John couldn’t help but buck into her. Teri moaned as she arched back against John and he wrapped his arms around her waist as she began to bounce in his lap.

The heat of her core caused John to grit his teeth and focus on anything else to keep from cumming so soon after finally sliding into Teri. The sounds of Estelle eating out his mother and Brenda’s ministrations on Kiera weren’t helping, nor were the sights of that pairing. Estelle had brought a hand back between her legs and jammed her fingers in and out of her pussy and Kiera’s shuddering form caused her breasts to sway enticingly to and fro. With the show not helping in keeping himself from cumming, John focused inward, and felt a sudden chill, like he was in a pool of cool water.

It took him a second to realize he was feeling the slime his water spirit was infused into. Then, as Teri clenched around him, an idea came into his head. With a thought, he bade the spirit-infused slime come to him, the action automatic. It was a bit odd; he was both able to directly control it and let the spirit dictate the movement after issuing an order.

Keeping a part of his mind on the slime, John continued to fuck Teri, dragging his hands up to her breasts. Pinching her nipples, Teri squealed and writhed against him.

“Like me playing with your nipples, hmm?” John whispered into her ear. Teri moaned in affirmation. “I’ve got an idea to spice up the show. Think Estelle would mind trying out an experiment with the slime?”

“A l-lewd experiment?” Teri breathed out. “I t-think I see where you’re going.”

“Oh,” John whispered, “seen enough hentai to know where I’m going?”

“It’s not my fault some of those are interesting,” Teri groaned.

John smiled as the slime oozed its way into the room, seamlessly passing under the door they somehow had managed to close before the clothes started flying. Applying more direct control, John moved the slime up onto the bed. Kiera was the only one to see it, her lust-filled expression breaking into confusion for a moment.

John winked at Kiera, which caused her blush to grow before her eyes rolled back as Brenda renewed her efforts. John took a moment to form the slime into a tentacle about as thick as his cock, mirroring the whole shape perfectly without much effort. Tendril made, John willed it closer to Estelle. Before it got close, he spoke up.

“Estelle,” John said, his voice husky, “how do you feel about giving that slime an intimate test?”

John’s question caused her to stop licking Brenda’s pussy and look back at him through her legs, getting a good eye full of the slime tentacle.

“Oh, I don’t think Cleo ever had this in mind,” the witch breathily remarked. “But I suppose it will make for a good test of its, um, ductility.”

“Sounds like John has something going on,” Brenda spoke, her head pulling away from Kiera’s pussy just enough to speak. “Kiera, dear, mind telling me what’s happening?”

Brenda didn’t wait for the bluenette to answer before going back to tending her nethers, causing Kiera’s breath to hitch.

“J-John called t-the slime and he’s g-going to use it to f- f- fu- make love to her,” Kiera shakily stuttered out. There was something about the shy woman narrating such lewd events and John couldn’t hold back any longer. He sent the slime forward as Estelle moved her head back into Brenda’s crotch, the witch gasping into her pussy as John brushed the tip of the tentacle against her wet folds.

John felt her flesh just as accurately as if it was his finger or penis approaching her entrance. The warmth, wetness and subtle twitches of her flesh were just as enticing too and John didn’t hesitate to sink into her welcoming passage.

The dual sensation of Teri and Estelle’s pussies pushed John nearly to the edge and he knew it wouldn’t be long before he came. So, he began to increase his thrusts into Teri, fondling her breasts with greater strength. He tried to ignore the feelings, but Teri’s convulsing walls were doing their best to coax out his seed. Estelle’s weren’t as intense yet and the fluidic nature of the tentacle somewhat reduced the feelings he was receiving, so John also picked up the pace with that, reaching deep into Estelle.

“J-John’s tentacle’s going s-so deep into Estelle,” Kiera continued to narrate for Brenda, her eyes intently watching the slime plunder into the witch when they weren’t rolling back in pleasure. “A-and he’s thrusting so hard into T-Teri and p-playing with her breasts!”

Kiera’s narration was cut off by a sharp squeal as she came on Brenda’s tongue, and her orgasm set off a chain reaction. Teri was the first after Kiera, her walls contracting around John’s dick in waves as she let out her own loud cry, her back arching against John. The pressure of her folds pulled John over the edge and he groaned into her shoulder as his cum shot into her.

John’s focus faltered as he rode out his orgasm, but the infused slime kept going, his earlier control leaving an imprint of intent that drove the spirit within to continue until Estelle came, slowing down as the witch rode out her orgasm. Teri flopped back against John as she basked in her afterglow and John circled his arms around her midsection to keep her steady.

“That was great,” she breathed out. Then she shuddered a bit, almost as if cold. “Doesn’t seem like one round is going to burn out the magic. Already feel it coming back.”

“Probably good for me with so many pretty girls in need,” John joked before leaning down closer to her ear, his tone growing more serious, “Sorry that this isn’t like how you might have imagined this happening.”

Teri lightly slapped his wrist. “I’ve been through enough to learn to take whatever good you can get. Was this the way I saw all this happening? No, but we’re here, our feelings are out and we can walk forward together with everyone. Let’s focus on the future, not what ifs.”

“I bow to your wisdom.” John chuckled.

“Good, I didn’t spend all that time learning the old lore to have no one listen,” Teri laughed, before letting out a small moan as John’s erection, which only half wilted, began to regain its full vigor. “And in my estimation, you’re going to be very busy for the foreseeable future. And I can’t be monopolising your time.”

With what John felt like was great ****, Teri pulled herself off his dick, a slow-moving trail of his cum dribbling down her leg. While they had been talking, the lesbian threesome had petered out, with Kiera and Brenda pulling away from Estelle who was still being fucked by the slime, her head resting on the bed. At some point, John had subconsciously slowed the slime’s movements and now it was gently pistoning in and out of the witch.

Teri moved to Estelle, her hand trailing her spine to rouse her mind before she sat in front of the witch, her legs open in invitation. John’s full attention, however, was drawn to Kiera and Brenda. His mother had Kiera in her lap, and was kissing the bluenette deeply, both their eyes closed.

Brenda then opened one of her eyes, the lust-filled blue orb meeting John’s stare. She pulled her lips away from Keira, who let out a needy whimper.

“I think I know what you need to quench that fire in you, Kiera,” Brenda sultrily whispered, her voice smooth and enticing. “John, sweetie, care to help Kiera and I?”