Reciprocation

Tyene and Bronn grinned at one another before she grabbed his hair and pulled him down to his knees in front of her sopping wet cunt. He immediately started pleasuring her twat with his tongue, teasing her clit and exploring the folds of her womanhood with the skill that came from experience. Alternately grunting and whimpering in pleasure, she bit her lip and threw her head back while he paid back the favor. Meanwhile, Jaime tugged his cock as he waited excitedly to get in on the action and swap places with his roguish friend. Still holding Bronn against her muff by his hair, Tyene reached over and placed her hand around the back of Jaime's neck, guiding him to his knees behind her.

"What is it Lannister, you've never played with your sister's little shithole in all the years since you started fucking each other?" she teased. He grimaced at her choice of words. "Don't worry, I bet you'll find that mine is much cleaner than hers. Now get to work" she ordered him - and Jaime obeyed. Spreading the her shapely cheeks, he knelt face to face with her dark little cinnamon ring and savored the scent of sex and her sweaty, womanly musk. Like a man on a mission, he buried his face between her ass cheeks as he licked and toyed with her taut, perky asshole, pleasuring the subtle ridges around the ring of her back entrance. Sensitive to the stimulation, her rectum reflexively dilated and contracted from the pleasure, so Jaime began to probe the inner ring with his tongue - Tyene let out a small squeal of delight.

This went on for some time. If one of the guards stoically taking watch outside had taken a peek at the scene going on inside, it wouldn't have looked like Tyene was much of a hostage at the moment. Jaime and Bronn were on their knees on either side of this short haired, Dornish tramp standing between them and holding their heads against her crotch.

"Mmmm... enough of this, I've got to feel those cocks for myself" she announced abruptly. As Jaime stood up, she turned around and pushed Jaime into the chair. His cock throbbed in anticipation as she stood over him, aligned it with her warm cunt, and sat on it. Jaime's sizable cock slid past the wet folds of her cunt with ease, it was the next part that would be trickier. She reached back to spread her ass in an invitation to Bronn, who gladly speared her irresistible rear fuckhole. She let out a short, lustful scream and bit Jaime's neck as Bronn's stiff cock, lubricated by her masterful blowjob earlier, pushed past the grip of her rectum and was enveloped by the warmth of her back passage. Tyene wrapped her arms around Jaime's neck and pressed her tits against him, enjoying the feel of his well-sculpted body against her own. Soon enough the three of them developed a rhythm where Tyene rocked back and forth on Jaime's cock while Bronn, holding her hips, pistoned and ravaged her pert Dornish asshole. Within a few minutes Bronn let loose his seed into her bowels. He then grabbed a drink and enjoyed the sight of Tyene riding Jaime with increasing ferocity and rubbing her clit.

"Mmmm... you're almost as good as my father" she remarked to Jaime, who was too aroused to be bothered by her bringing up her father again. "He would -- ah, ah -- would teach me how to fight, and -- hnnngh -- when I started to come of age, he taught me how to please a man," she continued "and how to use him." She leaned forward kissed him deeply for the first time since this fuck session began.

"After all, a father has to teach his little girl, or _girls, _to protect themselves out in the world from cruel, lustful men," she whispered, "don't you want to be a good father, Lannister?" She began to cum, screaming out "daddy" while waves of ecstasy rolled over her.

Suddenly Jaime's mind was flooded with the image of his delicate, sweet daughter behaving like the nasty harlot who was riding his cock. It felt wrong but the thought was so arousing that he immediately started spurting his pent up load in her. He wasn't sure if he could look at his daughter the same way anymore, and privately began to wonder if she might be as accepting to his advances as she was to the revelation of her true parentage. After all, it wasn't really that much different than what he and his sister had done, and besides, Tyene had a point - she did need to learn, and who better to teach her than her father?