She pushed him up against Serapha’s bed, undressing him like she was opening a present; delicate movements so as not to rip anything, with impatience to get at what’s inside. His clothes fell open exposing his bare flesh, and her hands set to work rubbing his sensitive spots, and raking her nails across his chest as she pulled off first his vest, then shirt, and finally his pants, so that finally he was left standing, nervous and vulnerable in his underwear.
Serapha’s hand fell against his naked back now, giving him the sensation that she was caressing him through the mists of sleep. Was she waking up suddenly? He wanted to over at her, but his focus was completely absorbed by the powerhouse woman in front of him. Xenia’s lips sucked and slurped on his neck, then moved upwards to his cheek. He could feel his temperature rising as she played with his body, touching all the right places. Every brush of her hands, her lips, and her tongue was driving him crazy.
When at last she pressed her mouth to his, she launched an all-out attack. Her hand plunged down into his underwear, seizing onto his pulsing dick. Her fingers moved up and down on his rod, pumping him with the familiarity of a skilled lover. He felt his body getting ready to climax, but it was much too soon!
“Haahhnn… Stopppp…” he gasped, his mouth breaking away from her, he drew a breath to speak. “I’m gonna cuuummm….”
“We can’t have you cumming yet,” she purred, slowing her hand motion, she went down to her knees, jerking his underwear down to his ankles with her hands, his dick flopped out and she caught it skillfully in her open mouth. “Nuumm…”
She was sucking down on it with a week’s worth of passion she’d built up while he was away. Her eyes stared upwards at his naked chest as she worked his length in and out of her throat. She lifted her boobs in her palms and ran her fingers in circles, squeezing and stretching their weight.
“Yeeaahh…” he moaned, watching her gorgeous mouth contort to take in more and more of his dick, “I’m going to cum in your mouth, Xenia.”
Her head pulled back releasing his whole length, gobs of spit and precum flowed down her chin. “Oh gods, I’ve missed the taste of your cum so much, you sweet thing,” she gurgled, holding out her tongue to clean up the mess, “But today I’m going to take you in my pussy.” She slapped him hard on the ass, sending a strange thrill through him with the stinging sensation and resounding echo. “Lie down on that bed over there.”
Linhart caught his breath, his balls were aching with the need for release, but he stepped away from Serapha’s hand and obeyed, climbing onto the medical bed.
Lying on his back, he watched as Xenia shimmied out of her pants revealing her wide and fit hips and pussy. She pulled sharply at the purple sash and he rejoiced as it fell to the floor, unwrapping her magnificent rack. Her nipples stood hard and proud, inviting him to reach out and pinch them. Xenia ‘oooed’ in pleasure as he grabbed one tightly and twisted it.
“Ooooo, that hurts, Lionheart. I like it when you try to play rough.” So great was her pain tolerance, that she didn’t even flinch.
He smiled at her and thumbed the nipple gently now, murmuring, “Climb on top of me, and I’ll fuck you real rough.”
“That’s a promise.” she said gleefully, leaping on top and kneeling over his pelvis. His eyes locked excitedly on her beautifully formed vagina framed between her well-muscled legs. There wasn’t an ounce of extra weight on this girl, and as she lowered her perfect form down onto him, Linhart felt like he was being pressed and squeezed into a well-lubricated machine. His dick sliding into place.
His long veiny shaft slipped into between her legs and through the hot steamy folds of her labia. He groaned in pleasure, and laid his hands on her narrow waist pulling her down onto him for the first time. Her mouth fell open and she let out a sound full of joy and surprise. Her hands, grabbing for his chest, squeezed his pectorals hard, her short nails digging into him.
“Auuggh… your dick is pushing against my womb! Nothing's ever hit me that deep before.”
“Your pussy feels so hot and tight, I’m going to cum right away.”
“No, hold it in!” She ordered him, moving her hands to his nipples and pinching him back from the edge. “We cum together.”
With that, she started rocking her pussy up and down on his rod. Her thick thighs were like pistons, her tanned butt slapping against him, like two perfectly rounded cushions of sweaty flesh. She was picking up the pace, and her noises were getting louder and louder. Linhart grabbed her pendulous tits that swung in front of him and squeezed them tightly as the energy swelled in his groin.
“I can’t hold back any more, Xenia!”
“I’m cumming too!” she screamed, “Haaahhnn…!”
Their two bodies gyrated in a joyous peak to their shared pleasure. The orgasm carried and magnified through the bond, the semen shooting into her harder than ever.
“Oh gods, I can feel your warm seed filling me up. It feels so good.”
The two of them lay there in a moment of bliss, and then Xenia lowered her chest and face to his, locking his lips in a deep kiss. His heart, beating like a drum against her chest, reignited the fire within her and she was riding him again, covering his body with kisses and scratches as he pumped his magical semen into her time and again.
At one point in time, Xenia looked up, pausing in the bottom of her stroke, his dick was rock-hard and buried so deep it was pushing open her cervix from new angles.
She called out, “Why are you skulking about like a Striker in the night?”
A red-haired figure stepped out of the shadows near the entrance, blushing and looking down at the floor. It was Maeve. Her arm was tied up in a sling, and her head was bandaged up, but her tank top had been removed and her lean body and big pouty tits looked delicious in the lamplight.
Her words were formal, but her tone made it clear that she had been watching them and she was horny as hell. “I’m sorry Stratega, I didn’t mean to spy. The Healers told me I had to rest in the Infirmary for a few hours. I will leave now.”
“No, if you’re going to heal, you’ve got to relax. Come and lie down.” Xenia ordered her. She looked down at Linhart and smiled. “Unless you’re uncomfortable seeing us have sex?”
Maeve raised her face, and Linhart saw the spark of challenge in her eyes. “I'm not uncomfortable at all.”
At first, Maeve made for a bed further into the chamber, but Xenia ordered her to take the one immediately next to them. “It’s easier for the Healers if the patients are nearby.” Maeve nodded and gingerly laid down on her good side with her wounded arm and head wound elevated. Linhart noted that instead of laying with her head facing away, Maeve chose to lay down so she was facing them. Her gray eyes were trained on him now. Her red Celtic braid fell over her naked chest in a seductive pose. She was so close, he could nearly reach out and touch her.
Xenia ignored the girl and continued pistoning her body up and down on him once more, only this time she set a slower pace, seeming to enjoy the furtive glances Linhart kept making towards Maeve. Occasionally she would laugh at him and his sudden shyness and excitement at being watched. He was imagining what he must look like to the girl lying next to them. Her eyes locked on his glistening chest, rising and falling from the exertion of the workout. Her mouth pursed in pleasure as she saw his big dick was sliding in and out of Xenia’s tight pussy.
When he saw that her uninjured hand was between her legs and her fingers were pumping into her own secret spot, his excitement surged.
“Maeve, you’re quite lucky.” Xenia uttered, not taking her gaze away from Linhart. “It seems this cute little guy has grown interested in a poor farmer like you. The gods only know why!”
“Haah… I apologize Stratega,” Maeve gasped out a response that instantly betrayed how stimulated she was. “I don't mean to steal your boy away from you.”
“And you never could, stupid girl.” Xenia snarled, her arm reaching across the gap and slapping her boob fiercely. “You spend more time recovering than any other senior that’s left. You're such a useless bitch.” Maeve let out a moan that sounded like she enjoyed the abuse she was receiving.
“If you don’t change your Fighting approach, you’ll be the next to drop out, and then what will your sisters say?”
“No,” she protested, her fingers now gyrating around her clitoris. “I will graduate, Stratega.”
Xenia reached out now and seized her thick red braid, pulling Maeve to her feet and drawing a shout of pain from her. As her hand came out of her pants, it was dripping with her juices.
“I don’t know about that. Let’s see how good you are at following orders. Suck on my tits while I cream on Linhart’s dick.”
Maeve hesitated just a moment, before bending her head low and scooping one of Xenia’s perfect breasts into her mouth. Xenia’s tit was almost as big as her head! Linhart didn’t know what to do. As Maeve leaned over further, her own well-formed breasts pressed against his arm. She must have been having a hard time balancing, because both her hands were pressing down on his chest. Even her injured arm, which was probably hurting badly in this position.
“That’s it!” Xenia raved, obviously enjoying the added attention, “Linhart, I think having a third here is just the right thrill to keep you cumming. But why do you like this simple bitch so much?”
Linhart was busy now, caressing the boobs of the two gorgeous women hovering over him. Maeve’s body was cool and soft to the touch compared to the firm and hot flesh of Xenia’s body, still bouncing up and down on his dick like a sensual milking machine.
“Ahhh… Stratega Xenia,” he said, embarrassed at the desire rising through his body once again. “I’m going to cum again!”
“Again, my flower?” she crowed, “You're insatiable. Fill me up inside!”
Linhart, risking the wrath of Xenia, reached up to Maeve’s neck and jerked her face away from Xenia's nipple and down to his face. His open mouth met her soft velvety lips. He could feel her freeze in surprise then change quickly to lustful need, as her tongue darted out and met his own.
He and Xenia came in unison, a dramatic shared climax shook their bodies as his seed shot into her womb. Maeve continued to lash his tongue with hers until Xenia muttering angrily pulled her off of him, throwing her back against her own bed.
“What a bitch,” she swore, “Getting in the way of my orgasm!”
But her anger fading quickly, and she seemed to consider Linhart once more. “Maybe since you like her so much, I should assign her as your private guard? What would you say to that?”
