Camilla Wakes You Up By...

Your eyes flicker open as a pleasurable feeling from your cock register in your mind. Your eyes adjusts to the sunlight glowing into your room. Beside you is a still naked, still sleeping Dorothye. But down on your crotch is a fully clothed Camilla passionately sucking at your cock.

"You and Dorothye taste good together." She says after realizing you've woken up. Her tongue slides up and down your shaft, lapping up the dried up juices from last night's lovemaking with Dorothye.

With a smile, you greet her a good morning. "Good morning to you too, dear husband." She says before taking the mushroom head of your cock into her mouth.

You and Camilla didn't and couldn't have sex before marriage. Somehow you both felt you didn't need sex to feel closer to the other. Instead Camilla opted to suck you off and swallow your cum. Camilla said something about there being no point in releasing your cum inside her vagina. A week before the wedding, that stopped so you can save it all for Dorothye.

You balled fists tightly when Camilla's ministrations get the response she wanted. Your cum suddenly spills inside her mouth and down her throat. She raises up from your crotch and opens her mouth to show you the cum inside. She then swallows your load and you see her throat move from doing so.

"Hey," You sit up, "come here." You take her into your arms. "Did you have nice night?" You ask her.

"I should be asking you that." She giggles. "So how was it? How did it feel making love to Dorothye."

You shrug with a tilt of your head. "It was great. She was unbelievably tight."

You both share a soft laugh and Camilla slowly pulls the sheet off of Dorothye. Camilla rubs her loyal servant and faithful friend's flat belly and you follow suit. "I just hope she isn't as tight for when she gives birth." You both laugh again.

Camilla slides her hand over yours. "You know, your baby could be growing inside her as we speak." You don't detect any sort of negativity from her comment. "We'll see in time, won't we then?" You remark. Your hands don't leave her belly but you kiss lovingly.

"It should have been you last night." You say after the kiss ends. She says back, "None of that, dear. None of that. As the woman who'll birth your heir, she deserved last night." You just nod.

"Hey," a third voice says. Dorothye had woken up, "am I interrupting a tender moment?" She says you and Camilla holding each other close. Her eyes then look down to her belly to see your hands there too.

"Not at all, Dorothye." Camilla kisses Dorothye on the cheek. Your hands still on her tummy. "Did you have a nice dream? You were smiling peacefully while you slept."

"A nice dream stemming from a better night." She then winces, "It aches a little down there however."

"Well my husband did get rough on your last bout of sex last night, didn't you husband?" She teasingly accuses you.

"Guilty as charged." You play along and it results in all three of you laughing. After the laughter dies down, you inquire, "So Dorothye, any clue as to when we'll find out if my seed took root."

"My mother has familiarized me with the signs and symptoms of pregnancy, Sire. Aside from that, my womanly time of the month is next week. If I don't bleed, that maybe an indication of a child growing within my womb." Dorothye props herself up and looks to Camilla, "May I kiss your husband a good morning, Camilla?"

"You may." Camilla grants her permission.

"Sire," Dorothye lets out before your lips make contact again.