Three's Company[Lewd Content]

The door to his shack swung open with enough force to dent the wall it swung into. Beatrice leapt up from the chair she had been sitting in. Her eyes adjusted to the dimness of the night. Clearly now, she saw Wilkes carrying Hannah over his shoulder. The grin that always had her absent-mindedly rub her thighs together was spread across his face. His eyes found her, and she watched his pupils actively dilate. A jolt ran up her spine like lightning careening across the horizon. He was beyond horny now, he was outright lustful.

The baker was actively wiggling her butt as Wilkes continued to spank her. Each smack elicited a delighted moan from the blonde. Wilkes cleared the doorway and set the blonde down gently. A deep blush spread across her face as she looked up at him with starry eyes. She attempted to blend into his shadow, but one of his hands wandered to rest firmly on her rump, keeping the woman in clear view. Beatrice faked a scowl and decided to play along with him, for now anyways.

“The date went well, as you can see. If you’re willing, I’m going to bed both of you now.” Wilkes said bluntly. She scoffed at that playfully. Beatrice looked intrigued while she sauntered over. Hips swayed as the wonderful green skin of hers was bathed in the orange glow of candlelight. When she finally closed the distance, she began to playfully tug at the laces on his shirt. The collar widened before the string fell away, leaving his chest somewhat exposed. Her other hand slid down to fondle his crotch.

“You keep me waiting all night while prancing around with another woman? Then tell me you’re going to bed both of us?” Beatrice pretended to be angry at the notion. “I am going to suck you dry then let her have the leftovers. But only if you can make me cum more than you do.”

“Or. I am going to impale her on my cock while you lick her slit and my balls.” Wilkes countered. His free arm snaked around Beatrice’s waist and pulled her in close. Chest to chest she had to fight from melting into him. A wild spark lit in her eyes at the sudden boldness from Wilkes. Usually he would acquiesce to her wishes before melting her mind with pleasure. “You’ve become a rotten brat in bed from how I spoil you. I intend to fix that.”

“Try it, sailor.” Beatrice snarled at him, stealing a heated kiss. He pushed her back gently, breaking the kiss.

“My room, now. Hannah, you’re going to undress both of us and then yourself, understood?”

“Y-yes sir!” Hannah responded quickly. Wilkes found it adorable how easy she was to fluster. Beatrice clearly didn’t seem to mind either. The baker obediently opened the door to his room, standing idly to the side while Wilkes led his first lover into his room. She playfully resisted, but ultimately proved to have the stronger will.

Once inside, Hannah closed the door softly. Her hands trembled slightly as she explored Wilkes’s clothed form. Feeling the powerful, lean build he had built over the years. He chuckled softly as she fiddled with his belt. The buckle unclasped and it dropped to the ground. Nervously she slipped fingers under the hem of his shirt, he grabbed her wrist and guided her to undress him. She became a stammering mess at that point. He placed a kiss on her lips and she moaned loudly. He cast a glance to Beatrice, who was actively rubbing her crotch at the display. Her back pressed to his bedroom wall, her legs spread wide. Absent-mindedly the sailor licked his lips at the sight. She gave him a wink.

“Oh, don’t stop just because I’m watching. You’re still dressed, so I can’t have my fun yet.” Beatrice teased the pair of them.

Hannah nodded feverishly, pulling his shirt up. He lifted his arms and let the shirt slip up and off. The blonde couldn’t help herself at that point, she rubbed his chest and let her fingers dance down his abs. She knelt in front of him now, biting her lip while pulling his pants down. His throbbing cock sat restrained in his underwear. He watched her eyes glaze over as she peppered his bulge with kisses. Beatrice whistled at the sudden worship of her lover’s cock. Wilkes kicked his pants and boots off behind himself. Down to just his underwear and socks now. He glanced back at his lover, how she was rubbing herself dizzy. A damp spot growing on her panties while Hannah actively kissed his bulge. Something awoke in him, a deep want to have a lover watching him claim new women. Surely that could be manageable long term. Hannah pulled back for air after making out with his bulge. Wilkes motioned for Beatrice to stand beside him rather than leaning against the wall and watching.

Slowly, like she was stalking prey in the wild, Beatrice walked up next to him. She folded her hands on his shoulder, then rested her chin atop them. Leering down at the blonde who still had a bit of drool on the chin from her one sided kissing of his cock. Wilkes pet the blonde’s hair, straightening it out and making sure none of the longer strands fell into her mouth.

“Hannah, do you want to undress yourself or Beatrice first?” Wilkes asked her, the blonde had already begun to rub at her own pussy just staring at his nearly nude form. He was a bit worried she’d get too overwhelmed from undressing all three of them and need to rest before he got to have sex with her. Naturally he would be sure she was comfortable before seeking to get his own rocks off. Her gaze trudged up his body, like every glance at his form was the last she could take. Hannah cleared her throat then spoke.

“I, I uhm, I would like to undress Beatrice… then I w-want both of you to undress me. If-if that’s alright.” Hannah stuttered up at him while still actively polishing her pearl. He smiled down at that and nodded. The baker shuffled over and began to kiss the muscular thighs of the huntress unprompted. Tilting Beatrice’s chin he kissed her deeply. He knew he was spoiling her almost immediately after saying he wouldn’t as much, but the throaty moans that escaped her were to die for. He actively groped her tits now, dragging more sounds of pleasure from her core.

Hannah’s hands found purchase at the waist of Beatrice’s skirt and yanked it down hard. The half orc gasped into the kiss when Hannah shifted and buried her face into Beatrice’s ass. Groping, squeezing, and kissing all over the green rump. Even with the panties blocking access to her holes, Hannah was getting Beatrice warmed up for him. With both hands now, Wilkes spread Beatrice’s ass wide. Hannah moaned happily while continuing to bury her face deeper in there.

“By the gods Wilkes, she’s just as ravenous as you are.” Beatrice broke the kiss to talk to him. A happy squeal came from below. Hannah finally came up for air, and began to massage Beatrice’s shoulders. Twice as many pairs of groping fingers assaulted the usually commanding brat. She moaned and writhed at the sensual touches, ecstasy clear on her face.

“Hannah, wanna see how big her tits really are? She usually binds them.” Wilkes taunted both women at once. Delicate fingers reached under the usual top that covered Beatrice’s chest and pulled them up and over her shoulders. The bandages that secured her chest were visible in the dim candlelight now. Hannah began to gently unwrap them, as the two massive globes began to strain against the loosening material. Beatrice sighed in relief as her chest had finally been unleashed. Hannah groped them from behind, squeezing them and flicking her friend’s nipples playfully. Wilkes leaned over Beatrice’s shoulder and kissed Hannah. He felt Beatrice’s hips bucking against him, but he chose to put some priority on Hannah. A whine unbecoming of the huntress rang in his ear. Fingers ran through the hair on the back of his head, trying to pull attention back to herself from Hannah.

“Wilkes, please, I need you.” Beatrice whispered in his ear. Clearly the slow, intimate build up was becoming too much compared to the relatively quick foreplay from his one on one time with her. She’d have to work on her patience then.

“Mmm, not yet beloved. Hannah is still fully clothed, the poor girl can hardly get off like that. Be a good girl, and strip our new bedfellow with me.” He refuted the brat. Another indignant whine as Beatrice obliged, slipping from being in the middle of the horny sandwich. Wilkes watched her shiver when exposed to the slightly cooler air after being stuck between two people. Her nude form was as intoxicating as ever. A few graceful steps and suddenly the women had swapped positions. Beatrice on the outside, and Hannah pinned between the pair of them.

Carefully, Beatrice began to hike up the skirt of the other woman’s dress. Kissing the blonde’s neck while she moaned and explored both lover’s bodies. Her knee came up and her leg wrapped around Wilkes’s hip. His hand slid up her skirt and gripped her side. He knew Hannah was slightly chubby, and found a delicious softness there. Her skin was smooth and plush. The extra weight only gives more to savor. He placed a heated kiss on the baker’s lips. Hearing her moan as his crotch began to rub against hers. His erection was throbbing noticeably now. He could feel precum gathering at his tip and beginning to soak into his underwear. With a graceful pull her dress came up and off of her body.

The slip dress she wore beneath for decency was now the lone item separating her from their direct touch. He wanted it off her so badly, but he wanted to savor this deflowering even more. Her slip was made of cotton, and clung to her curves far more closely than her brown dress had. The most intoxicating detail was how visibly her nipples poked through the soft white fabric. Like two small crowns on some wonderful hills he wanted to bury his face in the valley of. Her chest was large, but not as large as Beatrice’s. Hannah’s chest would be more aptly compared to coconuts next to the huntress’s cantaloupes. Neither were mind bendingly huge on their frames, but they were considerably large. Wilkes could admit to himself that he had a type. He fondled her chest actively now. Squeezing and massaging as he often did with Beatrice. The series of moans that came out of the blonde now were orgasmic. He could see her hips bucking from the attention and the touch, and the slickness pressed against his groin became undeniable. She swayed where she stood now, becoming weak at the knee from her climax. With an amazed look, Beatrice stepped back while he scooped Hannah up gently.

Wilkes rested the blonde on his bed now. Hiking up the slip and pulling it off of her. Her nude form rests beneath him. She was still in the afterglow of seemingly her first orgasm not brought on by her own hands. He glanced over to Beatrice and gave her a wicked grin. His lover returned the stare as she slowly crawled into the other side of the bed.

“Are you all tuckered out already Hannah, that was just the warm up.” Wilkes teased her, running his fingers along the slickness between her thighs. He licked his fingers clean afterward and the baker looked at him like he was a god. She shook her head slowly, hungry eyes switching between locking onto himself and Beatrice. “Then why don’t we all get out of our underwear, and let the real fun start?”

The soft white slip that hannah had been wearing came off immediately after that. She tossed her own underwear to the side and spread her plump thighs wide. Juices glistened between the lips of her pussy while she looked pleadingly at the pair of lovers that hovered over her. Beatrice laid on her side beside her. Stealing kisses while actively parting the other woman’s lips. Wilkes pulled Hannah out of the kiss before tugging at his waistband.

“You never finished undressing me.” He teased her

“Wilkes you’re going to break her mind if she pulls it out for you. Why not just have her watch me pull it out?” Beatrice asked slyly. She crawled on all fours towards him. Slowly stroking his aching length within his underwear. “It’s alright if I show it to you first right Hannah?”

The blonde nodded, biting her lip while her eyes stayed locked onto his crotch. Beatrice held eye contact with Wilkes. Her thumbs hooked into his waistband and slowly pulled down. His cock dragged with the cloth at first before springing up. Hannah gasped loudly at the sight. She sat up and reached out to touch it. Her dainty fingers wrapped around the girth and she began to pump up and down his shaft. Beatrice helped her, fondling his heavy balls in tandem. The pair slowly coaxed him to lay down. Briefly letting go of his erection, they playfully pushed him down. Laying on his back, the pair worked his cock while actively kissing. The mixture of wet lips and girlish moans lit a fire in his loins.

Beatrice broke the kiss, then began to actively pull her hair back. Hannah held the makeshift ponytail for her and watched in awe as the half orc stooped down. Kissing up and down his shaft, Beatrice was giving a lesson to Hannah wordlessly. Once her lips reached the base of his shaft, she dragged her lips up his length. Flicking her tongue along his tip she took a deep breath then took him into her mouth. Hannah began to masturbate furiously while holding her friend’s hair. Curling his finger, Wilkes motioned for Hannah to come close. The human woman kept a firm grip on her friend’s hair while closing the small gap. He leaned up and kissed her passionately. He pushed his tongue into her mouth slowly, letting her feel the invasion build before exploring her mouth. Beatrice moaned loudly while gagging on his cock. Her saliva coated his cock in a thin sheen. She pulled up and off with an audible pop, still pumping his shaft with the self applied lube.

“Hannah, come back over here darling, it’s your turn~” Beatrice whispered in a sing-song voice. Their kiss broke and he watched her reaction to that. Her eyes were half lidded and hazy, She glanced from him, to his cock, then to Beatrice. She scooted back over to be next to his thigh. She let Beatrice’s hair go. Stooping down, she began to lick his cock gently. Swirling her tongue around his tip. Clumsily she took the head into her mouth. A bit of teeth scraped against the tender skin, a small hiss escaped him. She immediately pulled back and gave him a concerned look.

“I’m okay, you just graze me with your teeth. Slow down, Beatrice show her how you do it.” Wilkes commanded both women at once. His lover was too horny to argue, slipping her soft lips back around the tip and bobbing gently. Hannah watched like a hawk. When Beatrice came up, she pointed his dick back towards her, a firm grip still on the base of his shaft. Mimicking what she saw, Hannah took the head back into her mouth and sank about two inches down before gagging and pulling back. She seemed sad about it, but he reached up and cupped her face reassuringly. “It’s okay if you don’t want to do that, I can go down on you instead.”

Another shuffling of bodies, and Hannah was at the center of attention again. Beatrice parted the blonde’s lower lips again, while whispering encouragement to her life long friend. The two already seemed like sister wives in his opinion. A forceful hand ruffled his hair and pushed him nose deep into the blonde’s crotch. Hannah let out a long low moan as he began to idly lap. Glancing up at the pair he figured out whose hand had shoved him into doing his job. Beatrice gave him a finger wave while teasing her own clit with her free hand. He was going to get back at her later, for now he focused on keeping the cute blonde moaning her head off. His tongue danced through her folds, he paid close attention to what got better reactions from his new sexual partner. A second hand joined Beatrice’s on the back of his head. Fingers running along his scalp and curling tight in his hair. Hannah had finally started to fully assert herself sexually instead of mostly observing. Her moans and panting began to reach a fever pitch, and he pulled back.

Without even wiping off his face, he dove into Beatrice’s muff. Knowing all of her weak spots, he rewarded his lover for being patient. Within seconds she was moaning her head off. Hips bucking, thighs clamping on the side of his head. Green skin blocked his vision from almost every side. The only view he had was of Beatrice’s tongue exploring Hannah’s mouth. The blonde broke the kiss to suck one of the orc’s puffy nipples. Having her two most sensitive spots licked, suckled, and nibbled she couldn’t hold on any longer. With a final scream Beatrice came on Wilkes face. Her crotch grinding against his nose while her folds clamped wildly around his tongue. He rose up between her legs, looming over the panting huntress. He placed a kiss on her lips, the mix of the two women’s juices still cover his mouth. Hannah kissed the side of his face, stealing a taste of the concoction. His manhood throbbed as it slid against Beatrice’s dripping pussy.

“Beatrice, I need you now. Go ahead and kiss Hannah, I’m putting it in.” Wilkes told her. Eyes half lidded, Beatrice pulled Hannah back into a kiss again. The two kissed passionately as he slowly impaled her with his cock. Thrusting in to the base, Beatrice was more than ready for it. By the time their hips met she was running her fingers through both his and Hannah’s hair. He started to work his cock in and out of her depths. Hannah broke the kiss to watch and actively masturbate. Her eyes never left their crotches as he continued to slide his cock balls deep in and out. Beatrice’s back arched involuntarily, still overly sensitive from having just cum. Panting like crazy she wrapped her legs around his hips, goading him into thrusting faster. Gripping both her ankles behind his back, he slowly unfolded her legs. Instead of the mating lock she wanted, he put her ankles up by her ears. Hannah began to masturbate harder at the side, the wet sounds of her own pleasure almost lost between the slapping of flesh and moans coming out of the huntress.

Rutting Beatrice with the entire length of his cock in the position was his favorite. Watching her eyes slowly roll back into her head as she lost the ability to do much more than moan only made it better. The snarky, bratty huntress was a quivering mess on his bed. Her pussy squeezed and gripped him like her life depended on it. His own orgasm was rushing towards him, building as a tightness in his balls. He refused to cum first however, exerting his will over his own biology as best as he could. The slow, deep thrusts were replaced with rapid shallow thrusts. His tip continually grinding against the g-spot deep inside her. An involuntary shudder passed through his lover, and he felt her muscular legs kick. Her pussy spasmed on his cock as her moans hit a high note at the crescendo of his thrusts. He buried his cock balls deep with one more strong thrust and let his load blast inside of her. Tender words and soft kisses were swapped between the pair. The two gently cooed at each other while Hannah still masturbated.

Wilkes pulled his half hard cock out of Beatrice. A small shiver as the cool air met his wet member. Hannah began to idly pump his still sensitive cock. The feeling was somewhere between pleasure and pain. A groan left his lips as she worked the length, but avoided touching his tip. The hunger in her eyes told him exactly what she wanted. They both glanced at Beatrice who was still actively panting. After a hard swallow, the huntress gave the pair a thumbs up. Hannah’s legs were in the air within a heart beat. She spread herself wide, inviting him in while biting her lip. His erection returned almost immediately. The glistening snatch in front of his offered so willfully was irresistible. Shuffling over on his knees he aligned his tip with her entrance. Gently rubbing between her lips he let her know he was about to push in. Slowly his length vanished inside her. Hannah stared in wonder as she watched herself be filled. Her head rolled back as she moaned loudly. When he began to work his hips he wondered if they could wake the whole island. Not that he cared.

Pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust had Hannah on the ropes. He was only three quarters of the way in and she was already panting. Her hands ran all over his chest and neck. Eventually she wrapped all four of her limbs around him. Legs locking around his waist and arms dangling around his neck. Beatrice giggled approvingly while watching her lover plow her friend. The wet slapping of flesh grew louder as he began to thrust harder. Having fully adjusted to the length he began to go from tip to base with each thrust. However, unlike Beatrice, Hannah didn’t have the stamina to match his insatiability. After about thirty seconds of full length thrusts, she came hard. Her whole body shook for a moment before returning to normal. Her legs unwrapped and she just cupped his face while looking up at him.

“Careful Wilkes, don’t break our new toy. She has to last until morning~” Beatrice said sweetly. She helped fix Hannah’s hair where it had gotten wet with sweat and stuck to her face. Pulling out of her, he wiggled his way between the two women. Each curled up beneath his arm and laid on his wide shoulders. Hannah almost instantly began to snore softly, warn out from the rigorous love making.

“I think we’re better off cuddling for a while and seeing if she’s up for another round before daybreak.” Wilkes fired back.

“Mmm, yes sir.” Beatrice copied the earlier use of a title. That stroked his ego in all the right ways. With nothing more left to be said, the trio fell asleep in their mutual embrace. Life would be wonderfully different for the next four nights.