Let Them Decide. (Ingrid)

This throws you for a loop briefly. You wish for a second that you had two cocks so you didn't have to leave one with the eternal knowledge that she was your second pick, but then you realize that you DON'T.

"Ladies, I love you both and if I choose one of you it's an insult to the other. Therefore, I want you to talk it out and decide between the two of you who is willing to wait and who needs to be first," you declare, and with a nod Ingrid and Helga put their heads together and start whispering.

About two minutes later Ingrid smiles a huge grin and starts stripping out of her armor, while Helga comes over and licks you back to hardness. Soon Ingrid is as nude as her partner and Helga pulls back from your now stiff cock to finger herself while Ingrid presents her backside to you to be mounted. "Fuck me like an animal Sir! Take me like the randy little brood mare I am!" Ingrid pleads forcefully.

You hasten to oblige, putting the tip of your shaft against her wet and swollen pussy lips then pushing in inch by inch.

One thing you remember about dwarves is that once their old enough to have sex, they don't have hymen. When a dwarf woman undergoes her womanhood ceremony at fifty years old her cherry is surgically removed. This means that they can come to their marriage bed with excitement instead of fear, and be enthusiastic about sex with their husband right from the start. Conversely Male dwarves are given intense training to be skilled at techniques for making their wives cum from the moment they are engaged until the day of their wedding five years later. The instruction is never 'hands on' though so both still come to the marriage bed technical virgins. Adultery is also seen as one of the most heinous sins in the dwavrven religious beliefs, and dwarf culture, even among males, treats philanderers as lower than pond scum. Because of this dwavrven marriages rarely end in divorce, sexual dissatisfaction is rarely an issue, (If the husband has a small dick: well hes tongue or fingers work, right? And that just makes it the perfect size for anal, doesn't it?) Adultery is nearly unheard of, and the vow of "for better or for worse" is taken very seriously.

For a moment this dims your ardor, you're having sexual relations with two women RIGHT NOW, but then a fragment of memory makes you relax. It is very rare, less than one marriage in fifty thousand, but the dwavrven religion allows for not only polygamy, polyandry, and gay marriage, but even "group" marriages. Now it's a bit different from how it worked on Earth. Just for starters the whole group has to be present at the initial bonding to make their vows to each other and forswear any other lovers outside the marriage group. For another **** is one of the few things that is a worse sin among dwarves than Adultery, and all the children of such a union are held to be brothers and sisters, even if genetically speaking they have no bloodlines in common. (Only possible in a 'group' marriage.) Therefore you never have things like half-brothers marrying their half-sisters. Third, once the wedding takes place, the participants are expected to be just as faithful to their vows as any other marriage. Sure you can fuck any of your 'spice' that you want whenever their willing and you have some private time... When you're inside your suite, go ahead and have an orgy; no one cares... But if you stray outside your marriage group: gods below help you, because no one else will.

All this passes through your head in about ten seconds while you start to plow Ingrid's field for the first time. Her sex is buttery smooth around your hard and veiny shaft, and the heat of her welcomes you in like a roaring fire on a cold water day. Your body is inept at the task of slipping her some dick but with your lover already primed and wet to the point of dripping you manage to make her cum a second time after only seven minutes. Good thing too, because for the last two you've been holding back by unadulterated willpower. However, as she lets out a belly deep groan and starts to twich you can hold out no longer and start to plaster her pussy with jet after ropey jet of hot and sticky dwarven cum! You groan yourself as you pull yourhips together tightly, burying your bone in her twitching twat to the hilt. She cums hard for almost five minutes and that keeps you hard, but eventually the mutual glow of orgasm subsides and you pull out before you go soft...

It is only after that that the other memory floats through your mind: roughly on par with adultery in the dwarves lexicon of sins is sireing or bearing a bastard...