Date With A Dragoness: Part Nine - Let The Feast Begin!

Ari laid a hand on my thigh, the dragoness lightly squeezing as she started to show some teeth in her smile. It seemed she was getting… excited? Pressing myself into her, I enjoyed the groping and took in the warmth she let off, apparently somehow much warmer than me, despite wearing less fabric.

Soon enough, there was commotion again as the door that Cherry and Rose had left through was opened, Rose walking in to hold it open, though still keeping her tray in place like before. Cherry was stood in the doorway, her arms folded formally behind her as her body was doing the work. She had, partly attached to her torso by a small hinge on her clothes, her silver tray, balanced with fruit and a pair of both shallow bowls and crystal glasses. The tray only stayed upright by two delicate chains, clamped to the nipples of her perky breasts, their jiggling somehow not causing issue for the tray. Confidently, she stepped in, her balance not letting the tray slip to be anything other than flat.

Her hips were doing all the movement as she was walking, making the complex balancing act an artwork. Rose followed patiently behind, that tray still no doubt hiding her nether regions. As a pair, they stood before us, Cherry proudly displaying her stimulated tits while Rose stood close behind, gesturing at the tray with her free hand.

“As you c-can see here, we have picked out the finest for your p-pleasure, would that you enjoy them?” Rose spoke, her hand drifting close to Cherry, caressing her boob like she was just trying to show off their softness. It must have reminded Ari of my own pair, as she reached up from my thigh to grope my chest, her fingers collapsing the fabric of my thin bra.

Ari addressed the lewd waitresses with a command, “Cherry, would you kneel for Itu? I believe she should be the one to pick.” Her groping didn’t stop as Cherry lowered down to her knees, Rose helping her stay stable, not that she really needed it.

Now in a very straight kneel, Cherry was almost leaning over me, the tray hovering over Ari and I’s legs, with her tits almost obscuring half the items, our feet practically brushing the girl’s knees. Ignoring the squishy distraction for now, and Cherry’s lustful eyes, I reached out to the tray.

The fruits on the tray were large and already picked off their stems, consisting of grapes and of course, cherries, accompanied by a couple of dark viscous liquids in the bowls. Not knowing what they were, I had to ask, “Are these oils? I’ve never eaten them before…”

Rose answered my question. “Well, t-they aren’t for eating necessarily, they’re meant to be applied to a body first. They are a type of aphrodisiac M-miss Okami. If you would, you may apply them to any of us, or we can put them aside. They typically go w-well with dessert.”

I hesitated, not really sure that we’d even need them considering the clear lust of everyone in the room. Ari changed that though as she leaned forward, dipping her head down to half whisper to me, “let us see how strong the oils are, these beauties deserve a good time, even while serving us, hmm?”

I couldn’t help but agree, but an idea popped into my head. We came here partially for a show, right?

I addressed the other princess here besides myself, “Rose. I think that I’ll need some help applying this to Cherry’s chest. Could you come here and show me how? You can sit beside us.” I said, looking up to wink at Ari.

Rose obliged my request as Ari squeezed me and hummed in agreement, making sure to have a free hand as Rose sat down. Rose inhaled suddenly when Ari’s hand landed on her thigh, the grasp digging in to her clearly ample flesh, right underneath the tray that was atop those same thighs. Ari’s hand must have found its way there amidst the focused woman’s movements, though Rose continued on anyway, her lip practically trembling. With her free hand, she scooped a few fingers into the oil and waited for me to do the same.

Naturally, I followed along, the goopy substance oddly hot and cold to the touch, giving me the faintest tingling, It was odd, but nice. While I was busy feeling the texture, Rose began applying it. At first, she spread some on the center of Cherry’s chest, the shallow glob sitting there for a moment. It seemed Ari had found somewhere to tease, and Rose’s breathing was already deepening as she continued. Spreading it to her side, she was making sure to leave no spot unmarked, making a clear side for her to show, while I worked to mirror it.

The oils left a tinge that faded, and while at first it seemed brown, it was now looking closer to pink. Working my way onto Cherry’s actual boob, I couldn’t help but give it a feel, squeezing it, only for Rose to follow. Cherry, clearly sensitive already did her best to stay relatively silent. Her legs squeezed together, and hard. We continued on.

Rose managed to make her way to the outside of Cherry’s chest before whatever Ari was doing was taking effect. It seemed she was slow, her arm barely moving, but I knew from experience how effective she was when she wanted to be. Ari, with all her experience, wouldn’t have let Rose get much further than this yet. It must have been how on edge Rose was, the poor girl not allowed to cum so early for us.

Cherry’s tits were now shining with the pink tinge of oils, the bowl nearly empty of its contents. I nodded to myself.

“I didn’t realise cherry was going to be so well behaved, she’s barely said anything. C’mon, tell me how it feels to be on fire. I can feel this stuff on my fingers.” I said, a dominant confidence easily hiding among my tone. Of course, Ari was still subtly working my tit and Rose’s exposed skin.

Cherry’s eyes flicked to my own tits before looking down, her tray giving off a light tremble.

“This is fucking amazing.” She gasped.

I leaned forward, my nose level with her chin as I stared into her eyes. Such pretty blue eyes, barely staring back.

“Yeah?” I asked, smirking.

As if she could sense what I was about to do, she responded. “F-fuck yeah.”

I opened my mouth. Showing Ari my glorious new trick, I tasted the oils right from Cherry’s skin, tilting my head to the side, and simply letting my tongue extend. Going from one side, to the other, and then back again, my tongue lit up with the same sensation as was lingering on my fingers, Cherry feeling every little flick and bump of it across her practically orgasmic tits.

Long enough now that I could wrap it around something, I chose a boob and wrapped my extended limb around it, giving it a wet squeeze that had cherry bite her lip to stay quiet, a low moan escaping her lips. At the same time, Rose must’ve been feeling it, Ari reaching just a bit further in to bring her closer to her limit, the poor girl openly moaning and trembling.

Grabbing the tray so it didn’t tip, Ari and I stayed in time together, looking to bring the pair further toward a climax for their efforts. Roses moans got higher. Cherry started whispering pleas. The pair, both keeping steady like the well-trained companions they were, felt themselves go over the edge.

Cherry cried out first, just as I teased her nipple between my fingers, my tongue wrapped around her other tit in a part spiral of pleasure. Rose followed immediately after, pressing her hips as close to Ari’s hand as she dared to without leaving the seat, her eyes bolted closed while she quaked and came.

Of course, Cherry, the good girl she was, didn’t dare drop afterward, taking a moment to steady her breath, put her hand on mine, and whisper.