It's happening

I swallowed.

Was this actually happening?

I mean, both girls were hot as fuck. They seemed to like me. And I liked them.

But Ami was upset. Vulnerable. Confused.

If I rejected her now…

I couldn't do that to her.

Not only would I never be able to live with myself afterward, but I wasn't sure the primal part of my brain could even entertain the idea. Two beautiful women who were into me - and into each other?

Yeah. My brain wasn't exactly voting for restraint.

Valentia turned Ami around to face me and ran her hands slowly along the dwarf's arms. When they reached her shoulders, she brushed aside the bundle of tartan, letting it fall to her waist.

She leaned down and kissed the redhead's neck, her lips and tongue tracing the flushed skin.

Ami sighed, her eyes locked on mine. The nervousness began to melt from her expression, replaced by something warmer as Valentia nibbled gently at her neck.

Valentia unbuckled the belt, and the heavy fabric of Ami's kilt slid to the floor.

The redhead's breath hitched. Only a sheer white shirt covered her now. She wore nothing beneath it, and the thin fabric did little to hide the patch of curly red hair between her legs.

Valentia's hands slipped behind her, then moved upward beneath the shirt. With a smooth motion, she pulled it over Ami's head.

Ami stood exposed before me. Her large breasts sprung free, perky despite their size and weight. She was every bit the image of a beautiful ginger shortstack. The hair between her legs glistened with dew as she rubbed her legs together.

Her hands instinctively moved to cover herself, making it painfully obvious just how self-conscious she suddenly was - but stopped. She crossed them over her stomach and beneath her breasts, propping them up and making them appear even fuller.

My brain short-circuited. Seeing her like that. Knowing what she wanted. Knowing what I wanted. And knowing it was actually going to happen.

Valentia's hands moved behind her back. A moment later, she shrugged her shoulders. Her blue-and-white dress dropped to the floor.

She crossed her arms over Ami's shoulders, her fingers finding her girlfriend's breasts and kneading them.

A gasp escaped the dwarf's lips.

The hand on Ami's stomach slipped behind her, and Valentia moaned as she gripped the dwarf's breasts harder. Ami leaned back into the blonde's chest.

“Are you going to just watch?” Valentia asked. She smirked, her eyes never leaving mine. “It'll be hard to join us with your clothes still on.”

My hands started moving on their own, dropping the fabric at my shoulder. Then I stopped.

Doubt and uncertainty flooded back in. I felt like I was intruding on their moment, despite the very obvious invitation.

I'd never done anything like this before. At least not with two women at once. How would I measure up? Was I going to fuck this up? Would one of them get jealous? Would I somehow ruin what they already had?

Valentia's fingers entwined with Ami's as they approached me together.

“Seems like someone's got a little stage fright,” the blonde said with a smile. “Let's give him a hand with those pesky clothes.” Valentia moved behind me as Ami approached the undeniable tent beneath my kilt.

Ami’s hands deftly worked the belt holding my kilt in place as Valentia tugged at my shirt. Almost simultaneously, the kilt fell and the shirt went over my head.

Ami gasped when she saw me.

Valentia giggled.

Tentatively, the dwarf reached out and wrapped her hands around my shaft. Her small hands made me look even larger than I already was.

A fleeting thought crossed my mind, congratulating myself for working the sliders during character creation. It disappeared as Ami's hand slowly moved up my length.

“Kiss it,” Valentia urged.

The shortstack leaned forward and took the tip into her mouth, her tongue twirling around my glans.

I groaned.

Valentia's hands roamed over my chest and stomach, reveling in the sensation of my skin.

I lacked the Power, Endurance, and Resilience to be well built. Instead, I was thin - almost scrawny. Neither girl seemed to mind.

If anything, Valentia seemed determined to make sure I knew it. Her hands drifted lower until they circled the base of my cock while Ami continued to work the tip, only taking the first few inches into her mouth.

I was rapidly reaching my limit and didn’t want to ruin it by popping off too soon. Instead, I wrapped Ami's braid around my hand and gently pulled her off me.

I leaned down and kissed her, pushing my tongue into her mouth.

She melted beneath me, her hands reaching for my chest as our tongues entwined.

Valentia moved from my back to Ami's.

One hand gripped the dwarf's nipple while the other trailed down her stomach and cupped her pussy. Two fingers pressed inside her, and the dwarf moaned into my mouth.

We parted, Ami breathing raggedly as her hands wrapped around my length again.

I brought my other hand to Valentia's head, running my fingers through her hair before taking a fistful and drawing her mouth to mine. Her lips parted eagerly for me - my tongue meeting hers as they danced.

Ami shifted between us, one hand remaining on my cock while she sucked one of Valentia’s nipples into her mouth.

The blonde moaned and worked the redhead’s nipple and cunt faster.

Ami started shaking.

Valentia's hands retreated.

She took my hand and Ami's and dragged us both toward the bed. “Come on.” She climbed up first, then pulled Ami after her. “Give her what she wants, Riven,” the blonde breathed as she laid the dwarf on her back.

I moved toward the edge of the bed.

Ami looked up at me. There was still nervousness in her expression. But there was trust, too.

I moved to the edge of the bed and ran my length along Ami's soaking folds.

We both groaned at the sensation.

A little blinking light appeared at the bottom left of my vision, but I ignored it.

Instead, I pulled back and positioned myself at Ami's entrance.

She moaned as my tip slipped in. She was tight. Heavenly tight. And despite her wetness, I only sank in an inch or two.

I withdrew, then pressed my hips forward again.

She swallowed another two inches before I retreated, only to sink back into her velvety folds.

Valentia smirked, lifted her hips, and lowered herself down onto Ami’s face. She gasped as the dwarf’s tongue reached out and lapped at her hairless folds.

Apparently Valentia had shaved during their bath.

The blonde’s hands reached down and gripped her girlfriend’s tits as she ground her pelvis against her face.

I thrust forward again, finally sinking to the hilt.

Ami let out a muffled squeal as my hips met hers.

I set a slow, steady pace, moving in and out of the shortstack beneath me. I watched every reaction. Every twitch. Every shudder. I listened to every moan and every squeak she made, memorizing every contour.

Valentia’s lidded eyes sparkled with delight as her girlfriend’s tongue worked her clit and lapped at her folds. She pinched the large breasts in her hands, setting Ami to shaking again.

Ami muffled her scream as she pulled the blonde's hips down harder against her face. Her inner walls gripped me like a silken vice, rippling around me, trying to milk for everything I had.

It was too much. My climax hit me like an ocean wave I never saw coming. Stars burst across my vision as all sensation narrowed to the feel of Ami's ecstasy and the beauty of Valentia as her hips bucked against her girlfriend's face.

The blonde gripped my head and pulled me into a deep kiss.

On its own, my hand found a fistful of her hair and pressed her mouth harder against mine.

As my orgasm faded, Valentia broke the kiss and lifted her hips.

Ami took a deep breath, her chest heaving from her release and the pussy that had been pressed over her mouth and nose.

Valentia turned and straddled the dwarf’s hips, bringing their lips together. She wiggled her butt at me seductively.

I was still rock hard. I gripped the blonde's modest cheeks and kneaded them. Unable to stop myself, I leaned down and bit one.

Valentia squealed into Ami's mouth, then giggled as she looked at me over her shoulder. She wiggled her hips again in invitation.

I lined myself up and pressed against her entrance. A moan escaped my lips and I slid through her smooth, wet folds. She took half my length on the first go. I reversed, then pressed forward until our hips met.

Her kiss became sloppier as I slowly sank into her depths over and over. Wetness splashed out of her every time my hips impacted her ass.

I moved. Changed angles. Learned each and every one of her sensitive spots.

Within minutes, she broke the kiss. Her breathing fell into rhythm with each of my thrusts as her voice rose higher.

Feeling her insides begin to flutter, I increased my pace. My hips became a blur, and the sound of slapping flesh filled the room.

Valentia slammed her hips back against me, her womanhood gripping me tightly as she screamed loud enough to wake the dead.

A moment later, cum exploded from my tip, painting her womb white with my seed. I gripped her hair and pulled her back, pressing tightly against her to force myself as deep as I could go. Her inner walls sucked me in and ensured nothing escaped her greedy folds.

I staggered back and slipped out of her, my legs going weak. Despite cumming twice, I was still half hard.

Valentia looked back at me and giggled. Her lips brushed Ami’s ear as she said, “Looks like he’s still got energy for another round.”

I grabbed the blonde's leg and flipped her onto her back. My lips met hers, pressing hard as my tongue forced its way into her mouth. I felt tiny hands grip my length and stroke me back to hardness.

We weren’t getting much sleep tonight…