Give her a wedding present she’ll never forget.

Tjorvi wasn’t ready to cum yet. More so, he was planning on making sure that Natasja would never forget her wedding night. She would never be able to forget getting fucked by her husband and himself, and so Tjorvi decided to quickly pull out his cock, before it was too late. That thick shaft throbbed between Natasja’s thighs as she almost immediately looked back at him expectantly like she was waiting for something. Something like a fat creamy load filling up her pussy, but that wasn’t what he had in mind. His arms reached down to slap her ass, loving how it jiggled supplely – and then grabbed her waist, pulling her away. Bjor smirked softly as he watched the other man handling the woman he married, stroking his cock for a second to the sight…

Without hesitation, Tjorvi let himself fall back into the bed and pulled Natasja on top of him. He looked up at that beautiful woman as she settled down into his lap, and reached down herself to grab that thick cock. She guided it to her pussy, and positioned it against her entrance – taking a moment to let him feel exactly how wet she had become, and then lowered herself. She sunk down onto that shaft, loving how it felt rockhard while it entered her. It was slightly thicker than her husband, enough to make her pussy stretch out even more than before..

This had to be the same feeling as arriving in Valhalla. Tjorvi leaned back into the bed with the beautiful Viking princess on top of him, her naked body being a bit sweaty after she had already been fucked so good by her husband. Her hands were running over her own curves as she looked so seductive in the candlelight, her hips rocking back and forth to grind down against Tjorvi’s crotch. “Mhm.” She moaned out as she groped her own breasts, gently tugging onto her nipple as her body started moving up. That thick pole almost slipped out of her before she utterly slammed herself back down, a soft cry of pleasure filling up the bedroom. Tjorvi couldn’t think about anything else but that beautiful woman as she started riding his cock. He had absolutely forgotten about anything else – about her husband who was present in the room, about the Jarls who could vaguely be heard having some mead together in the living quarters of the private section of the hall, about the raids he would be joining in just a couple of weeks…

His hands were resting onto Natasja’s waist as she rode his cock. Her breasts were bouncing up and down in such a lovable way, her entire body seemed to be made for this. Her own hands had come down to rest onto his broad shoulders as they were looking right into each other’s eyes, and it was almost a romantic moment until she suddenly fell forwards. Her breasts got mashed into Tjorvi’s chest and he would be able to feel another person straddle his leg. Looking past Natasja’s shoulder, he noticed it was Bjor who had finally decided to join back into the fun.

The Jarl’s son had his cock coated in some kind of oil, and his target was pretty clear. He was aiming straight for his wife’s backdoor, with Tjorvi’s cock still buried deep inside of her pussy. She started breathing heavier as her head was resting against the farmer’s shoulder, her nails gently digging into his skin as an indication that her second, even tighter hole was being invaded.

“Oh!” She moaned out deeply, clearly overwhelmed by the feeling. If it did hurt in some way, then the pleasure must be worth it because both men could feel how she was trying to push back against their hard dicks.

Tjorvi could feel how deep Bjor’s cock was reaching, only a thin wall of flesh in between their shafts. Neither of them seemed to complain about that as they were focused on giving Natasja the best night of her life. The best wedding gift she could’ve possibly gotten!

She cried out in pleasure as both of the men were buried ballsdeep inside of her. It was almost too much, but she slowly started pushing back against them. Instead of letting these guys have their way with her right from the start, all three of them seemed to agree that Natasja should be in charge for a little. Her body was shifting back and forth in between Tjorvi and Bjor, riding their cocks at the same time. Bjor’s hands had reached around to grope her breasts, and no matter how badly he tried to hold back his hips had started rocking back and forth ever so slightly. At the same time, her ass was being grabbed and her cheeks were being spread by Tjorvi, neither of the men seemed to be getting enough of her.

After a couple of minutes for Natasja to get used to the size of their cock and the feeling of being so filled up, the guys were starting to get to work. Tjorvi’s hips were starting to thrust up as much as possible from the somewhat uncomfortable angle – especially with two other people on top of him, it was hard to put much **** into his thrusts. Yet, his hard cock was thrusting deep inside of the blonde’s juicy cunt. She was soaking wet, but he had to give credits where credit is due – she was obviously loving how her husband fucked her ass. Tjorvi assumed it was their first time like this, and that assumption was right. Both of them loved it as Bjor’s deep, manly grunts were clear and shameless, whispering into Natasja’s ear about how much he loved her while roughly pounding her ass at the same time.

Suddenly, her body shook in the grip of their strong hands. An overwhelming climax rushed through her body as she was screaming out in pleasure, and the louder cheers coming from the feast were a clear sign that everyone knew how the couple had consummated their marriage!

Bjor had been quick to follow his wife over the edge as he pushed his cock deep inside of her. “Odin, help me!” He groaned out as he came hard. Tjorvi could almost feel the twitching of the other man’s cock as he pumped his wife full of his seed, before crying out that he was very close as well.

Suddenly, he could feel Natasja’s body slipping away from him. “I’m sorry but you’re not cumming inside of my wife.” The warrior grunted weakly as he pushed that pretty face down towards Tjorvi’s cock. It was an understandable rule – with a massive load brewing inside of his balls, surely the man would’ve knocked up Natasja. Bjor wouldn’t want her first-born to be with another man, and so Tjorvi was more than happy to go along with that, if only it was out of respect for the youngest man in the Tofisson family. Instead, he felt how Natasja wrapped her lips around his cock and literally sucked his cum out of his balls with renewed energy..

Tjorvi could feel his cock throbbing as Natasja was sucking it so eagerly. Her eyes were closed as her lips were tightly wrapped around his shaft, sliding up and down. It was an unbelievable sweet blowjob considering she was getting double-penetrated by him and her own husband barely a few seconds before. Tjorvi couldn’t hold back for another second as his hips jerked back all of the sudden and he reached the point of no return. That thick hose slipped out of Natasja’s mouth, making her gasp softly as she wasn’t expecting to be smacked across the face with such heavy dick, and more importantly – she wasn’t expecting Tjorvi to explode like that. She had planned on catching everything, but well.. His cock was already perfectly aimed at her face but she had still groped it with both hands, starting to jerk him off as thick ropes of semen started shooting all over her face. “Oh, by the gods.” She mumbled out as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth, catching as much of that semen as she could. It tasted awesome, and she was still moaning as Bjor had started playing with her wet and very sensitive little cunt. Pleasure was overwhelming her face as she took Tjorvi’s facial, and suddenly she pushed back against Bjor’s fingers. Their bodies crashed together, and by the way her eyes opened widely the farmer could tell that she cumming once again.

As the three of them were coming down from the high, Bjor and Tjorvi pulled away from Natasja for a moment and admired the mess they had made. Her face was covered in semen, and an equally big load was slowly dripping out of her tight ass. She laid sprawled out over the bed, a happy smile on her face as she looked up at the guys. “You’re not planning on going back to the feast, are you?” She smiled as she patted the bed, and was immediately joined by Bjor. The muscular stud wrapped his arms around her body, pulling her against his side as he kissed her deeply.