The Little Lyon stuffs the plump Falcon.

Indeed, Tyrion intended to follow through with his proposition. Catelyn had already been made to see the error of her ways, but Lysa was just as complicit in his capture. It was only fitting she be given a similar punishment!

“How does my Lannister cock feel, Lady Arryn? You’ll be feeling its roar soon enough!” Tyrion growled before his hand slapped against Lysas ass, making the thick cheek wave from the **** and wiggle as Lysa recoiled from the blow.

“Argh! Yes, I- L-Lord Tyrion! Let it out inside me!” Lysa half begged and half demanded, thrusting her own hips back to meet Tyrions barrage of thrusts.

Catelyn snapped her gaze to her sister, shocked at her words.

“Lysa! I know that Jon has passed but how can you… you…” Catelyn began, but caught herself before she said the next words: Whore Yourself Out. Perhaps it was not quite adultery as her sisters husband was gone, it did not carry the same shame that she did carrying the Lannisters seed with Ned still down in King’s Landing, and yet…

Catelyn felt a hand at her wrist, and gasped as she saw it belonged to her sister, who pulled at Catelyn and **** her to lay down on the bed. While she was laid out, Lysa crawled atop her, their breasts lined up along with their hips as Lysa gazed down at her dumbfounded sister.

“Quiet yourself, sister. My Jon is dead, but he treated me as dead long before that! I’ve not had a good filling like this in years! You had your turn, now be a good bitch and let me have mine!” Lysa hissed, her body still recoiling as Tyrion did not stop his thrusts despite her reposition. How could he? The sight of Lysa toppling her own sister to make her submit made his cock Twitch even more.

Catelyn choked on her words, staring up at her sister moaning and rustling above her as Tyrion fucked her pussy, her breasts crushing Catelyn’s beneath them and rubbing back and fourth. What was this side of her sister?… Where had this Lust come from? For either of them? Her hand wiggled beneath Lysa, trying to find a way to push her off perhaps, but all it found was Catelyn’s own womanhood between her legs… as wet as the Riverlands themselves. By the Gods, she was turned on watching her sister get fucked…

Tyrion grunted and moaned out as he felt his cock twitching more and more, his climax approaching with rapid pace, literally being pumped into Lysas waiting pussy. Could he really do this? He was already no doubt tempting fate by cumming inside one wife of a Lord Paramount, did he dare do it to another? Surely he had to stop, surely he couldn’t…

“I’m gonna…” Tyrion groaned before he felt something wrap around him now… and saw a pair of legs beneath Lysas wrap around him to hold him in place. Catelyn’s legs.

“Do it Lord Tyrion! Fuck her like the whore she is!” Catelyn’s words echoed, making Tyrion wonder if he was hearing things. Now Catelyn was encouraging him to…

His climax broke free in an instant, Tyrion was trapped between the legs of the two Tully sisters, and he had **** but follow through now as his cock twitched and throbbed and begun to unload his seed into Lady Arryns wet little nest. Lysa threw her head back as she accepted every spurt of cum with a thrust of her hips, her moans echoing through the room to meet Tyrions.

Finally, it was done, Catelyn’s legs let loose as she took full stock of what had just happened, what she had said and what she had helped do.

“Lysa… I…” Catelyn whispered.

“Mmmmm you were right, sister. That was… divine. Thank you for sharing.” Lysa replied to Catelyn, smiling in genuine sincerity, before she lowered herself and Catelyn found herself with a muffled gasp as Lysas lips planted against hers. The two Tully sisters were locked in a deep kiss, Catelyn trying to pull away at first before she begun to rise to meet Lysas lips instead. The taste of her lips, the warmth and the sensation… she wondered why she hadn’t done it sooner.

Meanwhile, Tyrion fell back, his legs wobbly, as he inspected the pair of women now kissing on the bed. Lysas pussy dropped with his cum, flowing down to paint Catelyn beneath her.

The kiss was new, he hadn’t put that in the book… was that something Lysa would have done herself? It didn’t seem likely, no matter how much these two sisters truly loved one another. Perhaps the book made them bolder.

Finally the two sets of lips parted once more, and the two sisters both looked towards Tyrion.

“My sister told no lie, Lord Tyrion. You are quite the beast in bed.” Lysa stated, rolling to no longer lay atop her sister but beside her.

“It pleases me to please you, Lady Arryn.” Tyrion replied, inspecting his work. The absurdity was dawning on him, these two women had wanted him executed mere hours ago but now they were laid out and stuffed by his cum!

“Oh Lord Tyrion…” Lysa whispered again, and Tyrion raised a brow.

Lysas hand slithered up Catelyn’s legs, before sliding down between them to play with her sisters pussy. The slickening of her fingers could be heard by the entire trio.

“I do believe my sister would enjoy a second round with you as well.” Lysa declared, smirking at Catelyn who blushed but turned to Tyrion again and could only nod.

Fuck. He really had made them more bold! Just what else could this book do? What else could it change? He’d have to find out… in the morning of course. There was work to do here, as he stroked his cock back to work and approached the two sisters once more.