Play with Dorothea and Ingrid

Forgetting the stress and cares of life, you go for a swim and splash around in the warm surf. Ingrid challenges you to a short race, judged by Dorothea, and the lithe young woman just barely manages to beat you.

The three of you laugh and splash each other, before retiring to the shade of a nearby sun umbrella and massive towel that Dorothea brought with her. Your concubine snuggles up to you, warm body pressed against yours as the water evaporates from your skin.

Ingrid takes a moment to stretch in the sun, giving you an excellent view of her toned abs and cute little butt, before joining the two of you in the shade. "I don't think I've been to a beach like this since I was a little kid." She muses. "It's a far sight from what most of Feargus's coast is like."

Nodding in agreement, your attention pauses over at Seteth's fishing spot. You watch as Hilda's head slides down the green haired man's lap, and she starts to bob up and down, presumably sucking his cock for all she's worth.

"Well that didn't take long" Dorothea muses, her hands idly tracing the muscles of your chest.

"I guess even someone like Seteth can relax here" Ingrid agrees, idly fiddling with the straps of her green top, pale cheeks looking slightly flushed.

"Is your back still bothering you?" Doroothea asks the blonde woman. "I do know a thing or two about back pain" she says, bouncing her large breasts in demonstration.

Ingrid's blush deepens and she awkwardly turns away. "Well it's certainly not because of those" she says. "I think I just tweaked my shoulder during the battle. Nothing serious." She adds.

"You know Ingrid, the professor here has very strong hands." Dorothea winks at you, fingers trailing down your abdomen and along the waist of your trunks. "I bet he could give you a shoulder rub that'll work out that kink in no time."

"Um, if it's not a problem I suppose," Ingrid replies, doing her best to avoid eye contact.

Reaching out, you gently brush Ingrid's hair off of her shoulders. She shivers at your touch, but groans in audible pleasure as you quickly find a knotted muscle to work on. You begin gently kneading the muscles of her neck and shoulders.

"Oh dear, you really need to relax more Ingrid. You'll work yourself to **** training all the time and not letting your body recover." Dorothea silently unties your shorts as she's talking, and slips a delicate hand inside. You do your best not to jump as she starts stroking your cock.

"*Sigh*, you're probably right Dorothea. I just have so much I need to do that I can't stop thinking... Mmmm... About... Nnnng." You firmly squeeze her shoulders, eliciting a moan. You can feel Ingrid's overworked muscles melting away, leaving her putty in your hands.

"Here, he can do more with better access." Dorothea quips, reaching over with her free hand to deftly unclip the pegasus knight's bra straps.

Ingrid quickly moves her hands up to cup her breasts and keep her bra from falling away, but doesn't make any move to re-attach them. "Dorothea!" She shouts, blushing even harder.

You redouble your massage efforts, and she moans again, throatier than before. Her grip tightens over her perky breasts as you let your hands drift down her back and around her sides, fingers working to massage every muscle along the way. She makes no move to stop you, breath quickening as you pass just under her breasts. You feel Dorothea's hand quicken in your pants.

After a few more moments of exploratory teasing, you slip your fingers up under her top, gently cupping her small tits. She sighs with pleasure, and lets her hands and swim top drop. You pull her in closer and start kissing your way up the side of her neck. She shudders as your fingers find her delicate nipples and start to play with them.

"See? That's not so bad is it?" Dorothea climbs over your lap and starts daintily kissing the other side of Ingrid's neck

"Mmmm. You're incorrigible Dorothy." Ingrid twists around, running a hand through the songstresses hair and pulling her in for a full kiss. Her other hand snakes around and finds your rigid cock. The two woman begin jerking you in sync from either side as they make out.

You chance one more glance over to Seteth's umbrella, to see him mounting Hilda and pounding her from behind. Good for them you think, before returning your attention to the pair of gorgeous young women in your lap.

Dorothea pulls away from the blonde's mouth, saliva glistening on both of their lips. "So Ingrid, do you want to go first?"

"Um... Well." Ingrid nervously bites her lip. "I'm um, not, well, as experienced as you are Dorothea." She admits, blushing to the point her whole face turns red.

"Oh darling," Dorothea smiles and puts a hand on the other womans cheek, never slowing on your member. "Are we your first?"

"Well, I um." She fidgets with the strings of her little shorts. "I was supposed to marry Glenn. And then, after he, well... And then I've been so focused on training to be a Knight I never really, um..."

"Shhh." Dorothea puts a delicate finger to Ingrid's lips." It's nothing to worry about Ingy. You're in good hands here. And trust me, the professor is far better than most men. You're a very lucky girl to be getting this cock as your first." She pulls Ingrid in for another quick kiss, copping a feel of her perky little breasts, before gently pushing her head down towards your member. "Why don't you take your time getting aquainted with what a nice cock our professor has, while I get you ready to experience just how amazing he can really feel." She leans in to kiss you, while Ingrid shifts around until she's on her knees and shyly kisses your dick. "There's a good girl" Dorothea coos.

"It's a lot, um, bigger than a thought it would be." Ingrid says, tentatively wrapping her lips around your head. She is definitely an amateur, but her small elegant lips still feel fantastic as she begins sucking you off.

Dorothea giggles while unhooking her own top to let her large breasts spill free. "They're not all that size dear, and not all men know how to use what they've got." She gives you a wicked smile as you shift one hand to squeeze her larger tit while continuing to play with Ingrid's. "Make sure to get him nice and wet dear, you'll thank me for it."

The young blonde quivers as the buxom opera singer reaches around and slides a hand into her shorts. She redoubles her oral efforts, pushing further down on your cock until you can feel the entrance to her throat. Unfortunately, she's not nearly the expert that Dorothea is and immediately gags, pull off you sputtering and coughing. "S-sorry."

"Don't worry dear," Dorothea kisses her bare back as she repositions herself. "Takes a lot of practice to deepthroat a big sword like that. You've got plenty of time to kearn, and I didn't hear the professor complaining. Did you?"

"N-no." The sweet blonde smiles up at you, face flushed as she holds your cock in her hand. "Um, what should I do?"

"Go ahead and keep lubing him up dear. Lick him all up and down, he loves that." Another wink to you. " Especially if you follow the ridge on the bottom of his cock all the way up. Drives most men wild." Dorothea instructs, while getting down on hands and knees in the sand in order to introduce Ingrid to her own oral pleasure. She slips the blonde womans swimsuit down over her muscular ass.

Ingrid does as Dorothea instructs, and you're lucky she has such skilled instruction. She dutifully runs the tip of her tongue up the bottom of your shaft, before licking down the sides of it, pretty eyes looking up at you, as you moan with pleasure. A smile dances over the blonde's features, pleased with her progress. Her smile is immediately replaced by an open mouth and a full throated moan as Dorothea dives into her muff. Her grip on your shaft tightens reflexively, and you give her nipple a hard pinch. She cries out, more weakly this time, and wraps her mouth back around your cock, slobbering all around your head between groans of pleasure. The three of you continue this way for a minute or two, with Ingid's moans growing lustier and listier.

"Mmm, there's a good dear." Dorothea praises Ingrid, removing her tongue from the younger womans dripping slit and giving her a friendly spank. "You taste fantastic, I'm definitely going to have fun teaching you some girl-on-girl. Now, time for you to feel what that thing can really do."

Ingrid whimpers at the loss of the hot tongue from her entrance, but she enthusiastically crawls up into your lap and wraps her arms your shoulders, excited and nervous about what she knows is next. You lean back, hands on the towel for support, making sure your hips are stable for her to straddle. Dorothea moves up behind her, tits pressed against her back and hands on her waist to help guide her. "We're going to go at your pace dear. Don't worry about anything else." She whispers, kissing the young womans shoulders.

"Okay." Ingrid says, voice shaking as Dorothea guides your cock into her entrance. Slowly, she pushes herself down onto your cock, sucking in her breath, eyes squeezed closed. "Holy shit." She mutters, focused on the feeling of her first penetration, her pussy is warm and tight stretched around your cock. Given Ingrid's equestrian and aerial skills, it's no surprise she doesn't have to work through her hymen, and despite being her first time, she manages to fit you in most of the way, muscular abs rippling with her efforts.

"Ohhhhh fuck!" She exhales, trembling as she starts riding your cock. Slowly lifting herself up and down. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

"What a dirty mouth you have there Ingrid" Dorothea says, bringing her lips to yours. Her tongue dances around yours, the tangy sweetness of Ingrid's juices still present. "I can't wait for you to use it on me." She flirts.

"Nnnng," the no-longer-a-virgin groans. "Fuck yes! I want more of this. More sex, anything! Goddess I didn't know it felt so good!" She looks into your eyes, tears of joy glistening in the corner of hers as she bounces enthusiastically on your cock. You lie back and grip her slim hips in your hands, helping pull her down to your maximum depth. Her fingers grip your chest, turning white with effort and leaving gentle red streaks on your skin.

"Good to hear. I was worried I wouldn't get any of your attention." Dorothea says as she stands up, slipping out of her bottoms and tossing her wrap away. "Time for you to return the favor dear." And she steps over your body, spreading her pussy for Ingrid. The fair-haired woman dives in enthusiastically, lapping up at Dorothea as she continues riding your cock. You guide her hips until she's grinding forward and back rather than bouncing, and you can hear her moan into the singer's wetness. Removing one hand from Ingrid you reach up and grab a handful of Dorothea's butt and start kneading.

"Ooooooh, goodness you're good at that Ingrid." Dorothea moans. "Are you sure this is your first time?"

Ingrid's words are muffled by the muff she's got her face in, but you think she says something like

"Certainly my first time with a man." As Dorothea's legs begin to tremble.

Still squeezing her cheek, you slip a moistened finger inside the busty singer's asshole, teasingly, which combined with Ingrid's tongue quickly sends her over the edge. Her legs tremble harder, and you see her juices leaking down Ingrid's chin. She half falls, half sits back down on the beach towel with a thump and a moan, one leg still draped over your torso. Her limbs continue to quiver as she rides out her orgasm.

Apparently watching Dorothea cum also drives Ingrid to the edge. "FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK!" She cries, faster and faster, impaling herself over and over on your cock. She goes silent for a moment, muscles tensed in beautiful agony, before collapsing forward onto your chest. You lie there, entwined underneath the two beautiful women as they shudder and moan in their individual afterglow.

"That was incredible." Ingrid finally says, propping herself up on your chest.

"Mmm. You're not done yet dear." Dorothea slurs drunkenly, looking over to you. "Go ahead professor, show her what a real man can do. Give her the fucking she deserves."

Ingrid bites her lip and looks into your eyes longingly. She nods her consent, unsure of exactly what's about to happen.

Who are you to refuse? You gently lift Ingrid's petit frame off of you. She whimpers slightly as you pull out of her, but shakily gets up onto her arms and knees as you direct her in-front of you. She turns to look back and pleads, "fuck me professor. Please!"

You can see Dorothea lazily fingering herself, watching as you line up with Ingrid's pussy and insert yourself. The pegasus knight moans loudly as you grip her narrow hips and start slowly pistoning in and out of her.

Dorothea continues her dirty talk. "Does that feel good Ingrid? Having the professor split you in half?"

"Yes, goddess! It feels so good. I don't ever want to stop. Fill me up professor. Fuck me!" She bucks her hips back into you, desperately slamming your cock into her. You time your thrusts to match, smashing her tight little ass against your pelvis with each one. You can feel your own orgasm coming, and evidently Dorothea sees it in your face.

"Cum inside her professor! Show her what a real man feels like." She instructs, and Ingrid howls in agreement. Pinning her in place with your hands, you slowly pull almost out and then push back into her, feeling her tight pussy lips grip your shaft until you can't hold back any longer and flood her insides with your seed. You feel her walls tighten around you, and Ingrid experiences her second orgasm of the day, flopping forward off of your dick with a wet pop, and curling up into a twitchy ball of bliss. Dorothea drags her into an intimate embrace, and you lay down on the other side to cuddle both the girls.

The three of you lie together in the shade of your umbrella, entwined in a pleasant shared afterglow, drifting off to sleep under the sun.