Time to Tap Tam

The sight of Tam’s wet, slick nakedness makes Duncan greedy for her as well. After giving a few more good, hard thrusts into Eva, he kisses her and pulls his shaft out of her pummeled pussy.

Pulling Tam to him, she reaches up to put her arms on his shoulders to steady herself, but Duncan redirects her to face the other direction. He leans her against the shower wall, bent at the waist. Tam smiles as she realizes what he wants and spreads her legs invitingly.

“Such a fine buffet to feast upon,” says Gorgall’s voice inside the prince’s head. “I had nearly forgotten all the delicacies this world offered.”

Whether Duncan was getting used to having the creature occupy his body and mind, or if it was just because he was so incredibly horny, he absently notes that he wasn’t nearly as put off by hearing the G’mere provide running commentary to his most intimate acts. In fact, he fancied that he was somehow being fueled by the mystical creature as it, in turn, drew strength from the powerful sexual energy of the ménage à trois.

Duncan stands behind Tam and positions his cock for entry into her waiting vulva. Grabbing her waist with both hands, he enters her with a smooth, powerful thrust.

“Your Highness!” exclaimed Tam, as she felt him drive his shaft fully inside her. Whatever thought she was about to express was lost, however, amid the loud slapping and splashing that immediately commenced.

Eva leans against the wall where Duncan left her, her fingers inside her slit, rubbing herself furiously as she watches Duncan and Tam. Duncan notices and motions for her to step closer. As she does, he bends over, bringing his chest to Tam’s back, and reaches between Eva’s legs and replaces her fingers with his. Her cunt is swollen and warm, and as his fingers massage her excited clit, Tam cries out and grasps Duncan’s arm to keep her balance, even as her knees threaten to buckle.

Tam, not content to stand still and merely receive Duncan’s pounding, begins to gyrate her hips, causing each of his thrusts to enter from a different angle. The effect is spectacular, and the conclusion is predictable.

“I’m going to cum!” announces Duncan, feeling himself losing control of his pelvic thrusts.

As if on cue, Eva drops to her knees and grabs Duncan’s hips, helping him withdraw from her friend. She helps him turn toward her and opens her mouth wide to receive his cock.

Duncan abandons any concern he might have had about gagging her as he pistons his shaft hard and full past her lips. As he feels his dick make contact with the back of her throat, his balls release their pent up load. “Oh.... fuuuuucccckkkk.....” he gasps, feeling the cum explode from his cock. The sound of the shower helps him imagine his seed splashing powerfully and copiously against her tonsils and down her throat.

“Oh yesss....” growled Gorgall, in an intoxicated voice. “That’s exactly what I needed!” Indeed, Duncan can feel the G’mere’s strength return, and Duncan feels such power and clarity of thought as his orgasm reverberates through every nerve, that any concerns about this symbiosis are, for the moment, anyway, entirely dismissed. Duncan has never felt such pleasure or satisfaction from an orgasm, and as he delights in Eva sucking the last drops from his pulsing penis, he finds himself untroubled — and largely not even caring — about Terrice, his back-stabbing brother, or being possessed by a sex-driven shapeshifter.

Eva pulls herself off his shaft, licks her lips, and looks up at the prince. “I hope that was to your satisfaction, Your Highness.”

He puts a hand under her chin and lifts her face. Damn, but she looks so sexy with that tiny trickle of white fluid streaming from one corner of her mouth!

He looks over at Tam, who is still leaning, one hand against the wall, while rubbing between her legs with the other hand. He smiles at the sight and puts his hand on her ass, circling her sphincter with a wet, soapy thumb.

“It was most satisfactory,” answered Duncan. “But I fear I was negligent toward Tam. She is still in need of a little more attention. Aren’t you, Dear?”

Tam looks over her shoulder and nods. Even through the shower’s steam, Duncan can see the lust in her eyes.

He glances down. Much to his surprise, he is more than half erect, despite having just busted a nut leas than a minute ago. He was usually good for multiple rounds, but even he needed a while to reload the ol’ cannon. Gorgall senses his thoughts and laughs. “You’ll find many things different with me in the picture. We haven’t begun to scratch the surface of what we will do together!”

With that enticing thought, Duncan regards Tam. He says, “Why don’t the two of you towel off, and we’ll resume this in the changing room? I think we’ve been standing long enough, don’t you?”

The girls smile and stand. Tam reaches for Duncan’s hand to have him join them. “I’ll be right with you, ladies,” he says. “I just need to rinse this soap — and other things — off.”

He follows the naked beauties with his eyes until they fall out of his line of sight around the corner in the room filled with lockers. Duncan takes hold of the shower attachment and hurriedly begins rinsing off his body.

His cock is now at full erection. He hears Gorgall urge him on. “Why bother with rinsing yourself off? You know we’ll be in need of another shower shortly!”

“I’m hurrying,” replied Duncan. “But it won’t do any good to go out on that tile floor while covered with soap; we’ll break our neck!”

Duncan was so horny and eager to resume his session with the girls that he was unaware of the fact that he was referring to himself and Gorgall jointly, as if the inhabitation of his body and mind were the most natural thing in the world.

He turned off the shower and grabbed a towel to dry off. As he rubbed it through his long blond hair, he tried to picture the girls who were waiting for him just a few feet away. His cock twitched in anticipation. Like a buzzing gnat, a thought kept recurring to him that there was something he should be tending to — something important. He dismissed the thought, however, and told himself that the number one thing to attend to was Tam’s tight, inviting snatch.

He was also so horny that he didn’t hear the sound of the door to the changing room open and was unaware that anyone other than he and the girls were present until he heard the voice of Tawnley the satyr.

“Well, well, well,” said Tawnley. “It’s always good to know the palace’s staff are so conscientious about hygiene. Look at these finely-scrubbed specimens!”

Abruptly, Duncan’s thoughts crystallized, and he remembered the peril he was in. He also guiltily remembered Terrice, and wondered if even now she was being gang-**** while he was here, pursuing his own pleasure. He cursed himself for his lack of priorities.

“Take them to my quarters,” Tawnley commanded, and Duncan heard the sound of boots on the changing room floor and the scuffling of moving bodies. Evidently Tawnley was not alone in his visit to the changing room.

“After you, Sir,” came the voice of what must have been one of the palace guards.

Tawnley did not immediately respond. Duncan heard the sound of sniffing, and the satyr answered, “Not quite yet. There has been more than simple grooming taking place here. I suspect we are not alone.” Duncan heard the clipping sound of the creature’s goat-like hooves as they walked across the floor.