Welcome Home

Coming home that evening after the events at the AWIO was a welcomed relief. You opened the door to find your senses bombarded. A delicious smell filled the air. You saw Lisbeth in the kitchen of the apartment cooking something in a skillet. You could hear the sizzle as whatever it was was seared.

More than that, it was the minotaur’s attire that hit you the most. Lisbeth stood there cooking wearing nothing but an apron. Her tanned backside was in plain view, and her endearing bovine tail lazily flicked back and forth.

“Welcome home, pet.” A sultry voice called from the bedroom area. You looked to see a very naked Morgana laying elegantly on a fresh king sized bed. Lisbeth turned around to greet you as well.

“Welcome home, honey.” Lisbeth called out with the happy tone of a newlywed. “I’m just wrapping up dinner for you. I’m sure you’re hungry. Also, this bed was delivered today. I hope you don’t mind that we got it all set up. We were too excited to start testing it out with you!”

“N-no. I appreciate it.” You stammered as your brain processed all the information at once. Was this really your life now? You were waiting to wake up at any moment, but you never did.

“Great. Come sit over here and eat. We’re going to take care of you after your long day.” Lisbeth gestured to a prepared spot where a folding table had been placed in front of the single chair of your apartment.

You sat down. “Where are you two going to sit?”

Morgana spoke up first this time. “Not to worry, darling. We will make sure to have a proper dining space in the future, but tonight we’re making this all about you. No arguing now, you promised to listen to us when you got back.”

“That’s right, Honey.” Lisbeth chimed in while placing a plate containing a fresh assortment of cooked vegetables, potatoes, and a large pan-fried pork chop. “We’re going to give you the real 1950’s husband experience tonight.”

You felt like a man straight out of a smut light novel. Here you were, coming home to two naked beautiful women and a hot meal. How had things changed so much just from a simple chain of events? Even in a decade of marriage, Stephanie had never done anything close to this. With her, you always came home to a messy house with her waiting in her pajamas for you to figure out dinner. She always used the excuses that she just wasn’t that interested in cooking or that you were so much better at it to pick up the skill. Lisbeth and Morgana’s efforts really resonated in your heart.

They stood on either side of you, each planting a kiss on your cheek in a coordinated effort. You went to grab your utensils, but Morgana held your hands back.

“Ah ah ah. Tonight we are doing everything for you, pet.”

“That’s right, Honey.” Lisbeth said while grabbing your knife and fork. “I’ll take care of this.”

She fed you a bite of pork chop in a loving way while Morgana rubbed your back. It was so tasty and perfectly cooked. Lisbeth really was talented. What the hell had you ever done to get this kingly treatment? Your emotions were getting the better of you. Not in your entire adult life had you been treated so well by your partner. Your insecurities about deserving such efforts were welling up and some tears fell silently down your cheeks.

“Honey, is something wrong?” Lisbeth bent down to wipe the tears, a look of concern was on her freckled face. She shared a quick glance with Morgana.

“I’m sorry. You’re not supposed to see me like this. It’s just…You both are treating me so well. I’m really grateful to have you. I’m not sure I deserv–”

Your train of thought was interrupted and silenced by the cool finger of Morgana on your lips.

“Stop that talk right now, pet. We’re doing this because you deserve it. We both love you very much.” Morgana planted a passionate kiss on your lips. It sent your head spinning. Once released, Lisbeth had grabbed your chin with her strong fingers to make you look at her.

“Morgana is right. You deserve it. Let us take care of our husband.” With that, Lisbeth took her turn giving you a deep kiss.

Lisbeth pulled away before getting a playful look on her face. “Morgana, I think it’s time for Jim’s dining entertainment, don’t you?”

“You read my mind.” The slime goddess flashed you a look of lust and crept down under the table without ever breaking eye contact. Unzipping your fly, Morgana deftly took your cock out and began sucking it vigorously. You stared into her pink jewels with your breathing starting to get ragged.

“Don’t get distracted Honey, or your food will get cold.” Lisbeth cooed while cutting you another piece. “Ahhhhh.”

Another delicious bite filled your mouth. It was almost hard to taste properly while Morgana continued to deep throat you. It was hard to concentrate on anything while these two amazing women pampered you.

“Oh! I completely forgot to give you a drink. How terrible of me.” You looked up to see the minotaur woman pinch her apron together, causing it to get swallowed in her prodigious cleavage. Her large-pink nipples were hard as she presented them to you.

“Have a drink, Honey.” Even for you, this felt a bit degenerate, but Lisbeth had explained to you before that sharing milk with their mate was part of minotaur and holstaur culture. With that in mind, and the build up of pleasure happening under the table, you greedily latched onto Lisbeth’s nipple and began to suck.

The richness of the flavor and the after taste of the vegetables brought a familiar combination to your taste buds. It was then you realized where you’d had this before.

“Um, Lisbeth.”

“Yes, Honey?”

“Did you happen to use your milk when you cooked for me last time?” Looking at her face, a devious grin spread.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Jim. Are you trying to say I purposely added my milk to my cooking as some sort of perverted act on my subordinate?” Lisbeth’s voice was so obviously mischievous you couldn’t help but chuckle.

“No. I know my hardass boss would never get off making me drink her milk. I must be mistaken.”

“How dare you flirt with Lisbeth while I’m giving you so much love.” Morgana’s voice called in your head in a playful manner. “Let’s see if you can ignore this.”

At her words, Morgana’s mouth and throat morphed dramatically around your cock. New ridges, bumps and folds formed to specifically stimulate your weak spots.

“Oh shit!” You gasped while gripping the edge of the table. “Morgana, it’s too intense.”

Your proclamation only served to egg Morgana further on. She began to pump faster while stimulating your urethra.

“Oh my, Honey. You sure look like you're feeling good. Is Morgana being mean to you? Here, let Momma help.” Lisbeth pressed your face against her breast, urging you to keep drinking.

She was soft and warm while she cradled your head and stroked your hair. It was a stark contrast to the vicious blow job that Morgana was subjecting you to. Even though they had agreed to join together for your sake, Lisbeth and Morgana seemed to be competing.

The differences in their expressions of love and the complete stimulation of your senses had you already set to burst into Morgana’s mouth. Lisbeth picked up on your subtle shivering and whispered into your ear.

“That’s it, baby. Fill up Morgana’s mouth. Show her how much you appreciate her work.”

You couldn’t hold it in any longer, and you came hard enough that you were sweating.

“Good job, Honey. Let’s finish up your dinner and move to the bed next?”

“Okay.” You mumbled still feeling shockwaves as Morgana extracted the remnants of your ejaculation. You could tell at that moment that it was going to be a busy night.