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Chapter 298
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As it turned out, Fionne was okay with Dina doing a lot more than watching. Now that she found sex enjoyable, she was eager to explore and experiment, almost like a teenager who'd just had his first.
Fionne actually began by watching, having expressed a desire to do so. Her eyes were glued to Vel’s dick as Dina sucked it, then roamed over them both while she jacked her brother off with her tits. Then, she got up.
She had not asked, not said anything. Opting instead to disrobe in silence and join them on the bed. She correctly assumed neither sibling would have any objections.
Which was how Vel found himself in his current situation, groaning as his dick was squeezed in between the bountiful chests of his sister and his aunt. It felt sublime, divine, indescribable. The softness that enveloped his most sensitive part was unbelievable, and yet the two women managed to apply enough pressure to properly jerk him with their tits.
Their sweet moans of pleasure as their nipples rubbed against those of the other woman mingled with his own groans and the squelching of wet flesh to create a delightful symphony of incestuous depravity.
In the brief moments when Vel managed to form coherent thoughts, he once again thought about how worthwhile it was to be The Heir.
As amazing as the gentle stimulation was, it was never going to finish him. Fortunately, Dina had become an expert on his wants and needs and didn’t need to be told when it was time to move on.
“I think Vel is ready for more, Aunt Fionne.”
As eager as he was for what came next, feeling the prison of titflesh releasing his member sucked. The thrill in his sister’s voice softened the blow though.
“Are you ready to fuck me, Brother?”
“Has my answer to that ever been anything other than, yes?”
Dina took that as a yes and straddled her brother, deftly maneuvering his dick to penetrate her dripping sex as she lowered herself down.
Vel moaned, the feeling of his sister’s warm tightness slowly sliding down his length enough to curl his toes and make him grip the sheets.
Dina, for her part, came as soon as she reached the bottom. Vel drank in the view of her naked form, abdominal muscles contracting wildly as she orgasmed on top of him.
Not wanting to keep her beloved brother waiting, Dina recovered quickly and began to ride him, setting a wilds pace from the start.
Vel’s eyes were initially locked onto Dina’s ecstatic face and wildly bouncing breasts, but eventually his gaze searched for his aunt.
In a rare turn of events, Fionne looked unsure what to do with herself. She was seated on the bed next to the furiously rutting couple, eyes glued to the spectacle, her arousal apparent in her heavy breathing and flushed chest.
Vel wanted to let her know that she could join in if she wished, but Dina beat him to, not even slowing down in her efforts to fuck her brother as she spoke.
“Fionneeee, ahhh, Vel’s face is freeee and oooh very rideable!”
His aunt’s eyes met his, seeking confirmation. Vel nodded.
Her trepidation from moments ago vanished and she wasted no time in straddling his face, her front facing Dina.
Vel did his best to pleasure his aunt, but it wasn't easy. She was moving so much, truly riding his face, that he had little say in where his tongue went. Add to that the ever-present distraction of Dina's impossibly tight insides squeezing around him as she continued to ride him at an impressive pace, and it was a challenge indeed.
Not that it seemed to matter much. Fionne was moaning and howling in pleasure, and her juices were damn near drowning him. She was clearly having a good time.
Time blurred together for Vel and he was lost in the pleasure of his sister’s sex and the taste of his aunt. As such he could not say how long it took for the two women to reach simultaneous climaxes.
His aunt screamed and suddenly stopped her wild gyrating, and Vel felt more than saw a gush of fluids spatter his face.
Dina came watching her aunt squirting on her brother’s face, the delightful deviancy of it giving her the last push she needed. The two women both dropped forward a little, grabbing each other by the torso for support.
After a few moments of heavy breathing, a muffled voice spoke from below Fionne, the vibrations of it making her moan again.
“Dina, switch places with Fionne. I think our aunt is due a turn on my manhood.”
And so, moments later, a very similar scene played out. The women had traded places though, and the pace had noticeably slowed.
Fionne was riding much slower than her niece had, moving her hips in more of a circular motion than up and down.
And unlike his aunt his sister mostly held still above him, with the exception of some pleasure inducing squirming, allowing Vel to really put some effort into getting her off with his tongue. Judging by his insight into her mind, it was working.
“Gods, Nephew, I’m aaahhh not sure how much longer I can keeeep this up! Surely’ you’re ooh close!”
Vel could keep this up for many hours yet, but perhaps it was time to afford Fionne the chance to rest. She had not had time to get used to this yet. She wasn’t getting away without another orgasm though.
Still doing his best to pleasure Dina, Vel grabbed his aunt by the hips and thrust upwards. She howled in delight, and Vel didn’t let up, hammering into her again and again. He couldn’t see her thanks to the sisterly pussy in his face, but he could her the smacks of their bodies impacting. It was a sweet sound indeed.
He felt her climax coming in his manhood, the trembling in her walls alerting him. Wanting to end this threesome at sea with a triple climax, he redoubled his efforts and pushed on Dina’s pleasure.
The result was immediately, and both women came screaming his name. Vel allowed himself to finish as well, filling his aunt with his seed.
After that Fionne had reached her limit and spent the rest of the evening watching as Vel fucked his pregnant sister to climax after breathless climax.
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Born to Rule
A young man claims his birthright
Velas Andros is the only son of a noble house, by rights this should make him the heir apparent and top dog among his siblings, but he was born broken. His right leg is barely functional. He can walk with a cane, but he cannot run, and he will never be a fighter. To his father, this makes him worse than worthless, an embarrassment. But something is about to change for Velas, for his family, and perhaps the whole empire.
Updated on Jan 20, 2026
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