Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Threesome (18+)
The next evening, after the last customer had left and the doors of the Flower Garden were locked, Egon stood in the center of the empty shop floor. The mana-lanterns had been dimmed to a soft amber glow, casting long shadows across the new racks of dresses and the polished display cases. The scent of fresh silk and starbloom essence still lingered in the air.
Vienna and Noella waited for him near the private staircase that led to the upper quarters.
Vienna wore a simple emerald robe that clung to her curves, the fabric thin enough that the outline of her nipples was visible in the low light. Noella had chosen midnight blue silk that draped off one shoulder, revealing the smooth line of her collarbone and the upper swell of her breasts.
Both women looked at him with the same hungry, patient expression.
Vienna spoke first, voice low and smooth.
"Thirty days are over, husband."
Noella stepped closer, her fingers brushing the front of his tunic.
"We kept our promise. We didn’t touch you. We didn’t tease you beyond what was necessary. Now it’s your turn to keep yours."
Egon’s cock twitched hard against the confines of his trousers. The ache that had built over the past month flared into something almost painful.
"I kept my word," he said, voice rough. "I didn’t touch either of you. Not once."
Vienna smiled, slow and wicked.
"Then come upstairs. We have a lot of lost time to make up for."
They led him up the staircase, hips swaying with deliberate grace. Egon followed, blood already rushing south, his shaft thickening rapidly.
The nuptial chamber had been prepared.
The massive bed was freshly made with black silk sheets. Soft lanterns floated near the ceiling, casting a warm, intimate glow. A bottle of spiced wine and three glasses waited on the side table. Rose petals had been scattered across the floor and the bed.
The moment the door closed behind them, the atmosphere shifted.
Vienna turned first. She let the emerald robe slip from her shoulders, pooling at her feet. She stood completely naked—full breasts heavy and perfect, dark nipples already tight, the gentle curve of her hips leading down to the smooth, glistening folds of her pussy.
Noella followed, shrugging the blue silk off her body with a fluid motion. Her lithe frame was just as breathtaking—smaller breasts with sensitive pink nipples, a narrow waist, and long, toned legs that ended in the soft, puffy lips of her sex, already visibly wet.
Egon’s cock strained painfully against his clothes.
Vienna stepped forward, pressing her naked body against his fully clothed one.
"We watched you suffer for thirty days," she whispered, lips brushing his ear. "Every morning you woke hard. Every night you went to bed aching. We felt it too. We were wet for you every single day."
Noella slid behind him, her bare breasts pressing into his back, hands sliding around to unbutton his tunic.
"Now we get to reward you," she murmured. "And we’re going to make you pay for every single night we spent touching ourselves instead of you."
Egon’s tunic hit the floor. Noella’s fingers worked his belt open. His trousers dropped. His cock sprang free—thick, veined, rock-hard, the head already leaking precum in heavy beads.
Vienna wrapped her hand around the base and stroked once, slow and firm.
"Look at this poor thing," she cooed. "So swollen. So desperate. You must have been dying to bury it inside us."
Noella reached around and cupped his balls, rolling them gently.
"He’s so full. I bet he’s been saving every drop for us."
Egon groaned, hips twitching forward.
Vienna sank to her knees first.
She looked up at him with dark, hungry eyes.
"We’re going to take our time tonight. No rushing. No mercy."
She leaned in and dragged her tongue slowly from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, tasting the salty precum.
Noella knelt beside her, pressing a soft kiss to the side of his shaft.
"We missed this cock," Noella whispered. "Missed how it stretches us. Missed how it fills us until we can’t think."
They worked together—Vienna sucking the head into her warm mouth, tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge, while Noella licked and sucked along the shaft, occasionally taking one of his balls into her mouth and humming softly.
Egon’s hands threaded into their hair, not forcing, just holding.
"Fuck... your mouths feel like heaven."
Vienna pulled off with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock.
"We’re just getting started, husband."
Noella took over, swallowing him deep until her nose pressed against his pelvis, throat contracting around him.
Vienna kissed her way up his thigh, then sucked one of his balls into her mouth while Noella deep-throated him.
Egon’s knees nearly buckled.
They kept switching—mouths, tongues, hands—edging him mercilessly, bringing him to the brink and then pulling back, laughing softly at his frustrated groans.
After what felt like an eternity, Vienna stood and pushed him gently onto the bed.
"Lie back."
He obeyed.
Vienna straddled his face, lowering her dripping pussy onto his mouth.
Noella straddled his hips, guiding his cock to her entrance.
"Eat her while I ride you," Noella ordered.
Egon plunged his tongue into Vienna’s soaked folds, licking and sucking her clit while Noella sank down onto his cock in one smooth motion.
Both women moaned at the same time.
Noella started riding—slow, deep rolls of her hips that took him to the hilt every time.
"Gods... he’s so thick... stretching me so perfectly..."
Vienna ground down on his face, smearing her juices across his lips and chin.
"His tongue is magic... keep licking right there... yes..."
They rode him together, kissing each other above him, hands roaming over each other’s breasts, pinching nipples, moaning into each other’s mouths while Egon fucked them with his tongue and cock.
Noella’s pace quickened.
"I’m close... I’m going to come on his cock..."
Vienna pinched her nipples harder.
"Come for him. Let him feel you squeeze him."
Noella shattered first—crying out, pussy clamping down around him in rhythmic spasms.
The sudden tight grip dragged Egon over the edge.
He groaned into Vienna’s pussy and erupted—thick, hot spurts flooding Noella’s womb.
Noella kept riding through it, milking every drop.
When she finally lifted off, cum poured from her pussy in thick white rivers, dripping onto Egon’s stomach.
Vienna immediately leaned down and licked it up, then kissed Noella, sharing the taste.
They didn’t stop.
They switched—Vienna riding his cock while Noella sat on his face.
Then Noella riding him reverse while Vienna sucked his balls and licked where they joined.
They made him watch while they pleasured each other—fingers plunging deep, tongues licking clits, moaning his name the entire time.
Egon lost count of how many times he came.
He filled Vienna’s pussy.
He filled Noella’s ass.
He came down Vienna’s throat while Noella licked his balls.
He painted their faces and breasts, only for them to lick each other clean and kiss him so he could taste himself on their tongues.
Hours passed in a haze of sweat, moans, and wet flesh.
Vienna rode him slow and sensual, grinding her clit against his pelvis while Noella straddled his face, letting him drink from her.
Noella took him in her ass, bouncing hard while Vienna sucked her clit from below.
They sixty-nined each other on top of him so he could watch their tongues work while he stroked himself.
They begged him in turns.
"Fill me, husband."
"Breed my womb."
"Give us your child."
Egon gave them everything.
By the time the sky outside turned pale gray, all three were exhausted, bodies slick with sweat and cum, voices hoarse from moaning and screaming.
Vienna lay on his left, curled against his side, one leg thrown over his thigh, her full breasts pressed against his ribs.
Noella lay on his right, face pressed to his chest, silver hair tangled, one hand resting possessively over his heart.
Egon held them close, heart still pounding.
Vienna kissed his jaw softly.
"Welcome back, husband."
Noella nuzzled closer.
"Never make us wait that long again."
Egon smiled, voice wrecked.
"I won’t."
He kissed each of them—slow, tender, full of promise.
The punishment was over.
The real marriage had just begun.
And for the first time in a very long time, Egon felt like he was exactly where he belonged.
The next morning, the three of them woke tangled together in the large bed. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, painting their naked bodies in warm gold.
Vienna stirred first, stretching luxuriously, her breasts rising with the motion.
Noella opened her eyes and smiled sleepily.
Egon lay between them, one arm around each woman, his cock already half-hard against Vienna’s thigh.
Vienna noticed and reached down, stroking him lazily.
"Already?"
Egon groaned.
"You two are dangerous."
Noella laughed softly and pressed a kiss to his chest.
"We have the whole day. The shop can wait a little longer."
They didn’t rush.
They took turns worshipping each other with mouths and hands—slow, sensual, exploratory.
Vienna rode Egon slow and deep while Noella sat on his face.
Then Noella took him in her ass while Vienna licked her clit.
They finished with all three of them moving together—Egon thrusting into Vienna from behind while she ate Noella, then switching positions until all of them were shaking with release.
When they finally rose, the sun was high.
They bathed together in the large tub, washing each other with gentle hands, stealing kisses between soapy strokes.
After dressing—Vienna in emerald, Noella in midnight blue, Egon in simple black—they went downstairs to the shop.
The day passed in comfortable rhythm.
Egon helped with inventory while Vienna and Noella handled customers.
In quiet moments they exchanged glances—knowing, heated, full of promise for the night ahead.
By evening, when the last customer left, they locked the doors and returned to the chamber.
This time they took it even slower.
They fed each other wine and fruit, kissing between bites.
They explored every inch of each other’s bodies with lips and tongues—Vienna sucking Egon while Noella licked Vienna, then all three in a chain of pleasure.
Egon took Vienna missionary, slow and deep, looking into her eyes the entire time while Noella kissed them both.
He took Noella from behind while Vienna lay beneath her, licking where they joined.
They came together—moaning, trembling, whispering each other’s names.
Later, as they lay spent and tangled, Vienna traced patterns on Egon’s chest.
"We’re going to be one big happy family," he said.
