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Chapter 47

Elyse groaned softly as she rolled her head back and let the water in my shower beat against her upper chest. It was coming down over my shoulder and I was sliding my hands, slippery with body wash up her stomach and sides to her cute little tits.

“This is fucking amazing,” she whispered, breaking into a little grin.

“How are you feeling?” I asked.

She took one of my hands in her and lowered it down her body towards her pussy, directing my fingers to her labia as her grin turned playful and naughty. “Does that answer your question?” she asked, her eyes still closed.

I leaned in and kissed the side of her exposed neck, letting the water hit my back. “Yes and no,” I murmured into her ear, my fingers softly massaging her pussy like she wanted while I continued to ‘wash’ her side with the other. I pivoted around her a little, giving her lips a little kiss and then kissing the other side of her neck. She felt my cock, mostly soft but still a little chubbed up and hanging forward, brush against her stomach and she found it with both hands and gave it a playful stroke. “Seriously, Elyse,” I said. “How are you feeling about downstairs? The sex, the scene. Doing it in front of the others. The fact that I came inside of you?”

She opened her eyes and looked at me, blinking once as she focused. “I am completely happy,” she said. “It was amazing. Every part of it. I’m still tingling in my toes a little, and I might be fucking high. Is your cum a stimulant? Cause I feel like I’m fucking high.”

I chuckled and shook my head. “No, as far as I know, my cum isn’t a stimulant.”

“So I can’t OD on it?” she asked, smirking again as she started to stroke my cock, obviously intent on teasing back its hardness.

“No, you can’t,” I said, letting go of her body and catching her wrists in my hands, pulling them away from my cock and spreading them out to our sides. “But I’m not playing with you again until after we do a proper check-in.”

She breathed in deeply through her nose, her eyes fastened on mine, and let it out slowly. “What do you want me to say?” she asked.

“I don’t want you to say anything specific, I want you to tell me what you’re feeling,” I said.

“Shane,” she said. “What I’m feeling is on cloud nine, OK? Your cock inside me, you fucking me, your hands all over me - it was all amazing. I want more. Lots and lots more. I feel emotionally safe and vulnerable with you, and honestly, I want to sleep over here tonight because God I want to wake up to you fucking me, but I know I can’t do that at least because the girls would either get just a little judgy or a little jealous, or probably a bit of both. So since I can’t do that will you please trust me that I’ll tell you if something gives me the ick or makes me uncomfortable?”

I pursed my lips. “I’m being a bit much, aren’t I?”

“A sweet, caring man, but yes, a bit much,” she said. “We aren’t kids. Trust us, trust me, when we say something the first time. OK?”

“OK,” I said.

She stepped forward just a little, my cock pressing against her belly and his nipples grazing my abdomen as she looked up at me with a smile, but then her expression turned thoughtful. “How are you doing?” she asked. “Is the twenty questions routine because you’re projecting?”

“I’m-” I started, but stopped myself to really think about my answer. I had to give her the courtesy of that when it was what I was kind of demanding in return. “I’m extremely grateful that I get to experience this with you and the others. And I’m still a little shocked that the three of you want to do this, and with me. And… I’m getting a weird feeling of Deja Vu.”

“Because you’ve showered with a cute blonde with little tits who desperately wants more of your cock?” she asked with a playful smirk and quirk of her eyebrow.

“No,” I said. “Because the first time I did this ‘sex D&D’ thing I was your age. And that both makes me feel young again, but also reminds me I’ve got a whole generation between us.”

“And what if that’s one of the many things I like about this?” she asked. “Wait - you started Sex D&D when you were our age? Does that mean- Ho-ly Fucking Shit.”

“Um,” I said dumbly, realising that I’d given away a lot more information than I intended.

“You do this with your regular group,” Elyse guessed. “Like, your regular game is The Game. With Rhia’s parents. You bang Rhia’s mom. You’ve been banging Rhia’s Mom for like, a couple decades.”

I couldn’t find words. I couldn’t refute it, and I didn’t want to confirm it.

“That’s so fucking hot,” Elyse said and then bit her lip. “Fuck, Melissa is hot as hell for a suburban Mom. Dude, that’s so awesome. And I guess her Dad is OK with it? And the other couples? Fuck!”

“You don’t find it…?” I asked, not sure which descriptor to fill in. Weird? Disgusting? Deviant?

“I think it’s fucking awesome,” Elyse said, slipping her wrists from my hands and raising hers to put them flat on my chest. “You have amazing, long-time friends who you have a deep, personal connection with. Deep connections, based on this dick.” She grinned, scrunching up her nose as she said it. “If I can have friendships like that, I’ll be a happy woman for the rest of my life.”

I let out a sigh, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close into a full-body hug. “As long as the others feel the same way, you’ll have it, Elysa,” I said. “I can’t wait to get to know you better and better.”

She hugged me back, pressing her cheek to my chest and taking a deep breath. “This might be the best fucking relationship I’ve ever had and we aren’t even dating or seeing each other,” she said. “Thank you for being my Dungeon Master.”

I chuckled and kissed the top of her head. “Careful who you say that to in the future, it has a very different connotation in the kink space.”

“Mmm, lock me up and flog my ass, Dungeon Master,” she chuckled.

“You dirty, dirty girl,” I murmured.

She pushed away from me a little, looking up at me. “Kiss me, Dungeon Master?” she asked quietly.

I kissed her, soft and sweet, leaving her lips smiling happily.

“Now, may I please suck your cock, Dungeon Master?” she asked.

“Only if I can eat you out after, naughty girl,” I said.

“Yes. Please,” she grinned, and I helped her slide down to her knees.

Chapter 48

“You smell like Shane,” Rhia laughed, burying her face in the back of Elyse’s hair and taking a big whiff.

“Well, I only had my soap and shampoo upstairs,” I said. “I keep the lady stuff down here in case a guest needs it.”

“I like it,” Elyse said with a grin, pulling a lock of her hair around and giving it a sniff. “It’s like wearing his sweater and smelling him on it, except I’m not stealing his clothes.”

The girls had brought a vegan lasagna this week, along with homemade sourdough bread and a chocolate pudding for dessert. The funny thing about the whole dinner was that the state of undress around the table had felt totally natural. Elyse and I had headed upstairs completely naked and sweaty, so she’d come down equally naked after I’d dried her with a fluffy towel upstairs. She’d slipped on her ‘robe’ from her Renee costume but hadn’t even bothered to tie the belt, the silky black material frequently slipping to reveal a nipple or peek lower as we sat at the table.

Rhia had put on a bra and thong panties, but both of them were half see-through so she wasn’t exactly covering up. Tori, still surprising me with how cavalier and daring she could be when she wanted, went topless and just wore her baggy costume pants low on her hips. I’d almost felt overdressed, wearing a pair of athletic shorts.

The casual nudity was even more casual than I’d ever hosted for The Game. Tantalising costumes had occasionally come up, especially for games hosted on Halloween or other holidays. And there was that year I ran a Christmas One-shot and the ladies all dressed up as sexy Christmas Elves. But usually, things were about the game. This all felt… extra.

Good extra, but still extra. Different.

“Are we going back to the game after we clean up?” Tori asked, giving a stretch that had her utterly perfect breasts lifting tantalisingly. Her little hopeful grin and glance towards the backyard were cute as hell. “Or… I’m just saying, the hot tub is right there.”

I chuckled and shook my head. “We can hot tub if you ladies want to hot tub.”

It didn’t take much more than that to have me banished outside to get the hot tub space set up while the girls cleaned up the kitchen. By the time it was up to temp, they were parading out of my house and into the little enclosed area completely in the buff - and I got naked kisses from each of them as they passed me. Elyse was first, setting the precedent, throwing her arms around my neck to pull me down into a quick, close-lipped kiss as she grinned. Then came Rhia, who stuck her tongue out playfully before going on her toes and giving me a peck on the lips while her full, heavy breasts grazed against my chest. Tori was last, biting her lip and smirking a little, and she put two fingers on my jaw to ask me to come down to her. Tori’s kiss was the deepest, a little bit of tongue teasing against my lips before she danced away and climbed up the stairs and into the hot tub.

With a shake of my head, I slipped my shorts down and immediately rolled my eyes as Elyse gave me a wolf whistle.

Once we were all settled under the hot water and had gotten our comfortable groans of appreciation out of the way, Rhia laughed, spreading her arms out wide on the edge of the tub. This brought her chest up, her breasts bobbing in the water as she gave us all a playful smirk. “So what took you guys so long in your shower upstairs?” she asked.

“Just doing our check-in,” I said. “Which I hope you two actually did as well?”

“Oh, we’re good,” Tori said. “I mean, Rhia’s my little bitch now, but-”

“I am so not your bitch,” Rhia snickered. “You’re gonna need to be way better with a strap-on before I take on that role.”

Tori stuck out her tongue at her, making us all laugh.

“Seriously though,” I continued. “Did you get some time to cool down and make sure you’re good?”

“We did, Dr Sex-pert,” Rhia said. “But you’re avoiding the question.”

“Oh, we checked in,” Elyse grinned, then bit her lip and gave me steamy eyes for a moment. “And it was really good.”

“Oh my God, you two totally fucked again,” Tori said.

“What’s shower sex like, I’ve never done it but I feel like it would be hot?” Rhia asked excitedly.

“Well, we didn’t have sex-sex,” Elyse said. “After we did our check-in I might have gotten on my knees and started sucking him off, though.”

“So I’m the only one who hasn’t blown you today?” Rhia asked me with a look in her eye.

“That wasn’t all we did, though,” Elyse said. “Once he covered my face in cum and then washed it off me he had me stand up and kissed me so good while he fingered me. Then he pushed me against the wall of the shower and got behind me and ate me from behind like a fucking demon. I swear, it felt like his tongue was huge. And he even ate my ass a bit.”

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Tori sighed. With the lights on and the jets off I could tell that both she and Rhia had dropped hands down to their pussies underwater and were playing with themselves.

“How hard did he make you come?” Rhia asked.

“Well, I came three times,” Elyse grinned. “The first one was while he was eating me, and then the second one was while he was tonguing my butt and fingering me. The third one…” she blushed, giving me another one of those steamy looks. “Well, let’s just say that our Shaney has a really creative, dirty mind and he knew just what to whisper in my ear while he fingered me with one hand and spanked my ass with the other.”

“That sounds so fucking hot,” Rhia groaned, dropping her other hand beneath the water to join the first between her legs.

“Why not fuck, though?” Tori asked.

“Because shower sex isn’t that great,” I said. “Playing in the shower can be lots of fun, but actual sex? Even if you make sure you’ve got all the best gription and handholds possible, you’re still combating cramped quarters and worrying about slipping. And then there’s the fact that water isn’t that great for natural lubrication and can make it not feel great - and counteracting that with water-resistant lube just makes the ‘slip and hit your head’ risk worse.”

“Well there goes one sex bucket list item,” Rhia chuckled.

“Not for me,” Tori snickered. “I want the Elyse treatment as soon as I can get it.”

“Hey, it’s my turn, you both got to go,” Rhia grinned, sliding from her seat and starting to cross the hot tube towards me.

“Hold on, Rhiannon,” I said, putting out both my hands to stop her. “Despite the wonders of you three hanging around half and fully naked, I’m still two decades older than you three. I’ve already popped three times tonight and I’ve got to be able to function tomorrow morning. We should try to pace ourselves.”

Rhia blew out a breath that turned into a bit of a raspberry, giving me a pouty look.

“Aw, Rhia not happy,” Elyse said, putting on a cavewoman voice. “Rhia thinking of throwing Shane over shoulder and carrying him into cave for fucky-fucky.”

That made Rhia snort hard and smirk as she rolled her eyes and sat back in her seat. “Maybe I am, but if the old man is giving up for the night, I guess I shouldn’t break him.”

Truth be told, I could have probably gone again. I would have also regretted it in the morning - we’d overdone it plenty of times during extended scenes in The Game and over the years we’d learned our limits and when we were willing to go beyond them. The thing was, despite Rhia being the instigator of all this, and how utterly fucking stunning she was between her body and her sweet, sometimes sarcastic personality, I was still getting hung up on our previous relationship. So far the things we’d done had crossed lines, but not the line. Not penetration. 

I just wasn’t sure what would happen, with me and with her, when that came around. And this wasn’t in the game, this wasn’t her character here in front of me in the hot tub, it was just her. That I wasn’t ready for.

“This ‘old man’ will remember that statement,” I replied with a little smirk of my own. “But  one thing we all should talk about was how you three feel about the fact that you’ve participated in group sex for the first time.”

“That wasn’t group sex,” Tori said. “That was just… regular sex and lesbian sex within view of each other.”

I smiled a little and chuckled, shaking my head. “You might be surprised, having grown up with porn more accessible than my generation, that for most people that is group sex. Partners who aren’t usually partners having sex close to each other, able to watch and experience each other. Not all group sex is a big orgy where everyone does everything with each other.”

“That makes sense,” Elyse said. “I mean, I definitely was half-watching you girls while you were working through your scene. It actually helped me not get overwhelmed by me getting fucked by a werewolf with a giant cock.”

Tori coughed, covering her mouth with her forearm, and then grinned. “You mean Renee getting fucked by a werewolf?”

Elyse shrugged. “I’m Renee, and Renee is me,” she said. “I dunno, call me method or whatever, but the only reason I wasn’t totally lost in the idea of the scene was getting to watch you guys too.”

“No, I get that,” Rhia said. “Being your character and all. It’s like us talking in character instead of saying ‘Oliva says’ first. We’re improv acting and improv fucking. I know I was trying to be Olivia, even if I had Tori’s pretty face and sexy tits to look at instead of a hairy bandit lieutenant.”

“You’re so sweet,” Tori giggled.

“I liked the group element if that’s what we’re calling it. Knowing you guys could see us, and getting to see Elyse have her mind blown were both big turn-ons. I’m excited for my turn,” Rhia said. 

“Well, I have to admit I was nervous getting things started, but nervous in a good way,” Tori said. “And I was more nervous about getting eaten out than I was about sucking your dick, Shane. I dunno why.”

“Because your cooch was out,” Elyse chuckled. “Sucking his dick, it’s his dick that’s on display and you’re just doing stuff to it. Him eating you makes you the centre of attention.”

“That might be it,” Tori blushed and shrugged.

“Well, just to throw it out there - and I feel like it goes without saying, but sometimes it’s important to say this kind of thing because it doesn’t get said enough - all three of you are gorgeous young women,” I said. “And so far the sex has been fantastic.”

“Damn straight,” Elyse grinned.

“What I mean is that I want you all to know I appreciate the bonus eye candy going on, but I feel very privileged to share some intimate moments with you,” I continued, shaking my head and chuckling at Elyse. “Tori, the mutual oral earlier was great. You kept character really well, and you were super sexy taking control of what you wanted. Great job on that. And your pussy is delicious, by the way.”

Tori barked a laugh, covering her mouth as she did it, not knowing how to react to that.

“Elyse… well, we already talked about it,” I said.

“Please, talk some more,” the blonde grinned at me. “Remind me.”

“Little brat,” I chuckled, making her scrunch up her nose and blow me a kiss. “I had a very good time getting my hands and lips all over your sleek, sexy body. And your tight little bratty cunt leaks golden ambrosia when I treat it right.”

“Mmmm,” Elyse moaned softly, closing her eyes. “See, I told you guys he’s got great dirty talk skills.”

“What’s better on the taste scale, ‘delicious’ or ‘golden ambrosia?” Rhia chuckled.

“Sounds like she peed on him to me,” Tori snickered.

“Not what I meant,” I said flatly.

“I did not pee on him,” Elyse stated.

I sighed as Rhia and Tori both broke into giggles, followed shortly by Elyse. The sounds of their laughter, three perfectly comfortable and sexually satisfied college-aged women, wasn’t a chorus I would have thought to ever hear again after my friends and I  graduated from college ourselves.

It was really fucking great.

Chapter 49

“Hey,” I said, answering the door.

“Morning,” Melissa sighed, trudging in out of the rain and letting me help her take her coat off.

“Jeez, want a towel?” I asked as I shook her coat.

“...Yeah,” she snorted. “It’s raining Cats and Dogs out there.”

I dipped into the game room and grabbed one of the towels out of the bottom drawer, bringing it back to her. She quickly started drying her hair and I glanced away. She was wearing a thin t-shirt and based on the jiggle of her breasts they weren’t currently burdened with a bra.

“Double?” I offered as I headed for the kitchen.

“Why, got a lot to talk about?” she asked as she followed me.

“No, because it’s a miserable day and the longer we drink coffee the longer we can both procrastinate getting back to real life.”

“Double me up then,” she chuckled. I poured our mugs and set the coffee maker up to spit out another couple of cups worth. I handed her one of the mugs after prepping it the way she liked and sat down across the table from her. “So,” she said after taking a big sniff of the coffee and her first satisfying sip. “Did you fuck my daughter last night?”

I coughed, managing not to splutter in my coffee as I was taking my first sip. That made her laugh, and I glared at her as I caught my breath. “Evil,” I accused. “Pure evil.”

“Oh, come on. How did you not see that coming?” she cackled.

“Fuck off,” I sighed, snorting softly and shaking my head.

“I know you didn’t,” Mel said. “Rhia told me everything that happened last night. Dan begged off wanting to hear - he’s come around to understanding that his daughter is going to know about what we’re doing in The Game but doesn’t want the graphic details of what’s happening in her Game. But you got to play with Tori and Elyse, you dog.”

I sighed heavily. “Rhia apparently hasn’t acted on the thing I mentioned about this whole thing where you and her share details,” I said.

Mel frowned. “What’s that? She didn’t say anything.”

“That she’s not just sharing her own secrets,” I said. “She’s also sharing Tori and Elyse’s secrets.”

Mel grimaced a little and I could tell she hadn’t put thought into that either. “You want her to tell the other two about The Game,” she guessed. “So that the communication is open to everyone that it’s happening.”

“Better they find out now than later,” I said.

“Rhia,” Mel scoffed softly, shaking her head. “No, she definitely hasn’t done that yet.”

“Well, she doesn’t have long until it comes back to bite her. Or us. If she doesn’t do it, I’ll have to,” I said.

“OK. I’ll put a bug in her ear from my side,” Mel said, then took a bigger sip of her coffee. “So how was fucking a couple of college coeds again?” she asked, pivoting back to the previous topic.

I rolled my eyes. “I only fucked one of them.”

“So far,” Mel smirked. “You’re not gonna get tired of us old maids now that you’ve got hot young things climbing all over you, are you?”

“You think a hot young thing can make up for two decades of sexual chemistry?” I asked.

“People cheat on their spouses for stupider reasons,” she pointed out.

“People who cheat don’t maintain a twenty-year exclusive group of sexual partners that have also saved the world and battled all manner of evils,” I counter-pointed.

“So you’re not replacing us old maids, then?” Mel asked with a twinkle in her eye.

“I couldn’t if I wanted to, and hell no I don’t want to,” I said.

“Good. Because it’s Game night this week,” she grinned.

- - - - -

Danitha moaned as the thick minotaur cock pulsed inside of her. The dwarven druid had assured her friends that she could handle scouting the Eastern Pass herself - she’d done such things before and had travelled extensively both in her natural shape and many of the wild ones that she could now harness. Whether as a lizard, fish, mammal or bird, Danitha could pass unnoticed through the world.

Except this time, on the edge of the Dark Lord’s northern border, she’d gotten careless. Eagles were not natural to the passes here above the black desert in the Cragholme Mountains. Vultures were the dominant bird of prey, scavengers that could pick the bones from the dead before they rose at night to patrol once more for their necromantic masters. But Danitha valued beauty and speed over stealth, and now she was paying the price. She’d flown too low, avoiding any spying eyes that might have seen her flying high in the sky, and the rock that had come flying from the cave mouth had knocked her out of the air and out of her wild shape. 

She’d hit the ground hard and rolled, and by the time she’d come to her senses, the beast had been upon her.

“Uh-oh,” he chuckled in his strangely deep but reedy way of speaking. “It looks like mine bruder has come back from his hunt. He shall vant a piece of you too, little cocksleeve.”

A big, meaty hand grabbed Danitha by the hair on the top of her head and raised it. First, she saw the thick knob of another minotaur cock dangling in front of her, followed by the veiny shaft, and then she was looking up its big, muscular body into its curious, predatory face.

The minotaur pressed his cockhead to her lips and she refused to open them.

“Now now,” the new one said. “Open zat pretty little mouth, cocksleeve, or I vill be forced to open it for you.”

My eye contact with Rachel showed me she was desperately enjoying the play, and she ‘reluctantly’ opened her mouth so that I could slide my cock into it in a couple of strokes. Dan was grinning, his cock sunken into her from the other end as she was on her hands and knees on the floor next to the game table.

“Oh, look at these poor little mortals,” Mel cackled in a singsong voice from the other scene on the other side of the room. “All ours to feast upon!”

“And feast we shall!” Veronica giggled in a high-pitched squeak.

Jack and Aaron were ‘tied’ to their chairs - it hadn’t been a planned thing, so we’d used the brown-coloured bungee cords I kept for these sorts of ‘hostage’ moments - and had ‘gags’ in their mouths to keep them from speaking, though they could have spit them out at any time. Horus and Jackal, their rogue and ranger characters respectively, had been scouting the more northern fork of the Eastern Pass when they’d fallen into the Mountain Siren trap. The sirens usually lured their victims off of a sheer cliff and picked at the remains below, but Jackal’s Winged Boots had kept him aloft when he failed his check against their song and Horus had rolled to break the spell just in time to catch Jackal’s waist - the two of them had flown right up to the Siren’s nest much to the Harpy-like monster’s delight. I’d set Mel and Veronica to playing the Sirens, who would ‘get what they wanted’ out of the adventurers and, if they were pleased with the results, would let the two go.

Not wanting Rachel and Dan to be left out of the fun, Rachel’s character Danitha had run into her own problems.

“You vant a turn vith this side?” Dan asked me, using the ridiculous Germanic-ish accent he’d spontaneously decided the minotaurs spoke in. “She is quite tight, but ist good, yeah.” He was sliding a little into a ridiculous Swedish. At any point, I was expecting to hear about how we were going to ‘pump… you up!’

“Happy to trade, mine bovine,” I said in the same silly accent, offering him a fist bump. He returned it and then pulled his cock out of Rachel, picking her up bodily and spinning her around. Rachel was the smallest of the three women in The Game and all the guys knew she loved getting manhandled around. She let out a moan and immediately got her mouth on Dan’s cock, arching her back and wiggling her ass at me. I speared into her presented pussy, clapping my hands down on her ass cheeks as I started to drill her.

“Now, now, boys,” Veronica was saying, circling behind the chairs of the other two men. She had grabbed a big, silly sex toy feather from one of the toy drawers and was teasing it over her ‘captives’ shoulders, chests and faces. “I think it’s time you profess your undying love for our singing voices!”

Both men started mumbling, exaggeratedly, into the gags. Jackal, aka Aaron, was still charmed by them so he really loved their voices, and Horus knew if he didn’t play along they were likely to throw him off the cliff.

“Mmm, I think they are getting about ready to use,” Mel said. She was sitting up on the edge of the table, using her feet to tease to stroke both men’s cocks at once. Both women had stripped naked once the men were tied up, and while I couldn’t see it directly, I was pretty sure she was playing with herself with one hand for their viewing pleasure.

“Excellent, but which one should I take?” Veronica mused. “This one?” she ran the feather along Jack, her husband’s, shoulders. “Or this one?” The feather swapped to Aaron, Veronica’s husband.

“Who says you get to pick,” Mel complained, still in that ‘Siren’ voice. “It was my song that got them up here.”

“No, it was obviously me,” Veronica argued. Then she leaned in, her breasts pressed to the shoulders of both men as they sat side by side. “Which one of us are you most enamoured with, little mortals?”

Both men started babbling again, playing along with the scene.

Rachel came. I hadn’t even noticed that I’d been picking up speed as I’d been fucking her and I slowed down as her body wriggled and tensed as her orgasm passed through her and she moaned wordlessly around Jack’s cock.

“You vant to make zis little cocksleeve squirt, mine bovine?” Jack asked me, picking up on the ridiculous nickname I’d used.

“Oh, yeah,” I said. “You hear zat, cocksleeve? Ve are going to try and make you squirt. If you do, maybe ve let you go. If not, ve vill have to keep trying, over and over, day after day.”

“It’s a matter of minotaur pride, after all,” Jack agreed.

We both pulled out of her, first Jack and then me, and we picked Rachel up as she chuckled and rolled her eyes at our silliness. We carried her out of the game room and into the living room - after years of fucking, both Jack and I knew exactly what would get Rachel to squirt. She needed the right angle of fucking against her g-spot and a dick in her mouth. She’d always said two dicks was the perfect number for a really good cum, and I believed that was true for her. We set her down on the arm of the couch, and I eased her shoulders down so she was lying back with her shoulders on the seat cushion. This raised her ass and pussy up to just the right height for fucking - a conscious decision when I’d bought the couch - and I gestured for Jack to go ahead.

“Ah, yes,” he said in the ‘minotaur’ accent. “Yes, yes, yes. So much fun you are, little cocksleeve. Ve are very lucky I snatched you out of ze air!” He thrust into her and Rachel let out a long moan, shifting slightly and spreading her legs a little wider.

“You hit me with a rock, you big hairy bastard,” Rachel said in Danitha’s voice.

“Yes, vell, tomato, potato,” Jack shrugged, butchering the saying and making both Rachel and I laugh.

I got up on my knees on the couch and tapped my cock against Rachel’s forehead, leaving a little smear of precum. “Be nice, and perhaps ve vill let you live, cocksleeve,” I said. Then I shuffled forward more and she tilted her chin up and started sucking on my balls while both hands came up to stroke my shaft.

“Such a nasty little cocksleeve,” Jack commented.

“Who knew dwarves ver so much fun, yeah?”

“So true,” he replied. “Usually ve just cook zem up and eat zem. And zey are always so tough!”

“You do what?” Rachel asked from under me.

“Shush, cocksleeve,” I said, shuffling back a little and tilting my cock down to slip into her mouth. “You are ruining ze moment.”

It didn’t take long for Jack to hammer into her, and we could both hear the squelchy sound that was the clear sign Rachel was about to explode. Over in the Game Room, I heard Mel let out the distinctive moan and laugh she always made when she sat down fully on a cock, and Veronica quickly let out her own groan of satisfaction as well - they’d finally actually gotten started.

Jack ripped his cock out of Rachel’s pussy as she howled around my cock in her mouth, her knees squeezing back as her pelvis flexed and she shot a fountain arc of squirt almost vertical into the air before it spattered against the couch, Jack and the hardwood floor. That was why I only had leather couches and minimised the number of rugs.

“Your turn, mine bovine,” Jack said with a grin.

“Yeah, good start,” I agreed, pulling my cock from Rachel’s mouth and giving her a chance to catch her breath. I circled around to her pussy and Jack knelt next to her head. She tilted her face to the side and got her lips around his cock, slurping on it quickly. Her pussy was already a nice, well-fucked pink and I slid two fingers into her, getting them covered in her juices before pulling them out and sucking on them. “Mmm,” I groaned. “She tastes good down here. Perhaps ve should use her for seasonings!”

“Good idea,” Jack laughed. “Ve could marinate our many meats in her juices!”

“I’m already marinating your meats in there,” Rachel quipped back, pulling her mouth from Jack’s cock to say it with a smirk.

“Vell, now you are,” I said, feeding my cock into her again. I grabbed her thighs and held them as I started to long-stroke her. If I could get just the right angle, I was sure I could get her to squirt even higher than that first one.