This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental.
© 2004 Warlord
Atlantis
By Warlord
As Taylor, Paige, and Claire Miles led me into Christy’s recently embattled house, I saw that her “over the top” construction specifications had probably saved many lives. There was a thick brick facing on the front and sides up to the roofline. The smaller windows had heavy wood shutters, which the defenders had closed before the attack began. These shutters, with the brick facing, all formed a bullet resistant barrier protecting defenders, as they fought back like medieval warriors defending a castle
The brick, a natural material, provided a perfect media for protection spells to adhere and remain stable, shielding the house and occupants from both attackers’ spells and energy bolts.
The rock walls in front of the house along the roadway and the high brick walls fronting the side yards were natural barriers, keeping the attackers confined to the roadway while providing ample cover and concealment for defender counter attack.
The only window that took a major hit was the large bow window overlooking the cul-de-sac. The panes were broken either by attacker gunfire or by defenders using it as a firing point.
The defenders had sufficient warning to stack sandbags on the window ledge, then front those with spare bullet resistant vests and extra ceramic shields. The result was a strongpoint with an excellent view of the attackers. The empty shell casings littering the floor showed the volume of fire that had rained down on the attackers from this one vantage.
The interior walls and ceiling fared a bit worse, with bullet pockmarks high up above the barriers. Atlanteans were quickly checking the upper floors, and using magic to effect repairs to the structure. Non-combatants had been moved downstairs, below ground, until the firing ended. The few computers, plasma screens, and other appliances that were our only casualties were being stacked in the backyard for disposal. Altogether, Queen Isobel and the home team had mounted a spirited defense and were in the midst of an efficient clean up.
As I stood and contemplated all the bullet holes and shell casings, I had a question for Grid. “Grid, why was there no outside intervention or interest in our evening activity. We had at least three high intensity long duration gunfights. What’s going on?”
Grid replied, “Champion, each and every magical entity fed a miasma, a fog if you will, of magical energy. This miasma had as its sole purpose to lull the citizens of this town. They were to have no interest in us and in our actions. They were to stay away from our activities. The miasma would primarily produce lethargy, leading to a dreamless sleep. The non-magical will wake with no memory, but well rested.”
“And the magical folk?”
“Each magical entity cast a counter-spell around their partisans to prevent them from becoming enthralled by the miasma effects.”
I was stunned. I wondered how many times I had slept when something fantastic happened right outside.
Still musing, I walked through the living room, to find Aurelia and Berit already cleaning a dining room table so that they could serve a meal to the defenders. Queen Isobel bolted from the kitchen and right past my escorts, barreling into my arms. She threw her arms around me and kissed me. Then she pulled back and said, “Welcome home, Champion. Sorry for the mess, we had extremely inconsiderate visitors.”
“Yes, My Queen. I met some of them. They will not be so inconsiderate again.”
Isobel looked about while still in my arms and realized that we had three lovely guests.
“Champion, please introduce your companions.”
“Certainly, My Queen. My pleasure. Queen Isobel, let me present Taylor Miles, Her eldest daughter Paige Miles, and her youngest daughter Claire Miles. Three lovely ladies who I hope we can encourage to join us and become part of our family.”
The ladies were all dressed in black, conservative clothing. Taylor was in a black over-the-knee skirted suit, with a white blouse. Paige and Claire were in black mid calf skirts, with a black blazer and a white blouse. All three wore black stockings with low-heeled black pumps. Paige and Claire had small black hats with veil accents. Taylor had a small natural straw hat with black ribbon and accents. They had somehow managed to look lovely despite the runs in stockings, ripped clothing and ruined hats which the ambush had inflicted!
As each was introduced, Isobel smiled at them, reached out and hugged them to her. She softly whispered into their ears. The ladies Miles were smiling when she had completed her greeting.
Queen Isobel turned to me. “You look tired my Champion. Is someone taking you to bed?”
Aoife gestured at Taylor, Paige and Claire. Queen Isobel turned to them and said, “Take good care of him tonight.”
They looked a bit nonplussed. They weren’t expecting that the women of my household would be so agreeable to sharing me and bed with strangers. Taylor suddenly perked up,
“Champion, who can review financial records?”
“I have at least four people on our team who can unravel a financial puzzle, Taylor.”
“Good, here.” Taylor dug into the pocket to her suit jacket and produced three CDs. “Every J.W. Miles financial file that I could locate on any computer is on one of these.”
Flame was passing, and I gestured to her. “Flame, please see that Christy and Janice get these immediately. They contain J.W. Miles files and need their immediate attention. Thank you.”
Flame turned and hurried off to find Christy and Janice. I watched her as she went until Aoife leaned forward and gently pushed my mouth closed. I turned to find every one of the ladies smirking at me. Paige said, “Welcome back, Champion.”
Queen Isobel gently tugged my arm. “Champion, I want you to meet some of the members of General Ulysses’ staff who fought here while the other far flung battles were going on.”
With that, she called to several people in the characteristic leather armor to come forward to greet me. I stood up straight and stuck out my hand in greeting to the men and women as they were presented.
Queen Isobel introduced them. “Champion, may I present our brave soldiers and warriors: Loic and his mate Signy, Corentin and his mate Eir, Gunnar and his mate Epona, Vidar and his mate Inseult. These men and women warriors fought bravely to defend our home from attack.”
After we greeted each other, Queen Isobel said, “Thank you. You may return to your tasks.” They scurried back to work. Queen Isobel continued, “I know you are deeply tired. Go and rest, Champion. As is customary there will be a feast and celebration of our victory. I would ask you to be well rested for this celebration.”
“Thank you, My Queen. I will not disappoint you.”
“My Champion, you can never disappoint me.’
With that, Isobel once again hugged me and kissed me thoroughly. She waved me toward the stairs to the upstairs bedrooms. Aoife quickly took the lead and brought us into the master bedroom.
We had no sooner crossed the threshold into the master bedroom than Taylor grasped Aoife’s hand. Taylor led Aoife, my titianhaired Atlantean warrior, to the huge canopied bed in the center of this bedroom.
Taylor stood the unresisting Aoife next to the bed. Without ceremony, Taylor and her oldest daughter Paige quickly stripped each other. They retained only their black stay up nylons. .
With their own disrobing completed, Taylor and Paige proceeded to undress Aoife, with kisses and caresses for the skin revealed as they removed each item of clothing.
They stacked her clothing in one chair and her firearms in another. Aoife interfered only to retrieve her ivory-gripped 45 Auto and her ivory handled sheath knife. She placed her weapons within reach, in the cabinet built into the headboard of the bed.
When Taylor and Paige had completed undressing Aoife they helped her onto the bed, laying her on her back. Taylor lay next to Aoife, kissing her lips. Taylor caressed Aoife’s breasts, pulling at the nipples to stimulate the warrior woman.
Paige gently pushed Aoife’s knees apart, crawling on her hands and knees into the space created. Then she began kissing Aoife’s legs, starting at the knees. She alternated her attention between the left and right, slowly moving her attention up Aoife’s thighs.
When she reached Aoife’s cunt, Paige stopped and blew softly. Then she leaned forward, licking the wet skin with just the tip of her tongue.
I looked over to see Aoife with heels and shoulders digging into the bed, lifting her aroused cunt toward Paige’s pink tongue while Taylor sucked and bit Aoife’s left nipple.
Claire pulled my hand, regaining my attention. She pulled me to the easy chair and sofa on the wall opposite from Aoife’s side of the bed. Claire had undressed while I was transfixed with the pleasuring of Aoife. Claire had retained only her white blouse and was otherwise naked.
The Miles women were among the very small minority of people who actually look as attractive naked as clothed
Claire was a beauty, golden blonde with long shapely “dancer’s” legs. She was tall and lithe, with a tight butt and slender waist. Her breasts were large, but high and firm.
Claire was removing my clothing and equipment, stacking it on the sofa. She paused long enough to place my 45 Auto and knife in the headboard. Everything else was removed until I was also naked.
Claire began to caress my engorged cock. I reached for her hand and said, “Stop, this is not necessary.”
Claire looked at me gravely. She pushed me backwards into a plush chair and climbed on my lap. Regaining eye contact with me. She replied, “We know that. We are here with you willingly. You would not force us.”
“You don’t ‘know’ that. You don’t ‘know’ me.”
Claire replied, “I trust you. You would never betray that trust.”
This she said staring into my eyes. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her softly. She pulled back. I looked in her deep blue eyes. I asked, “How old are you, Claire?”
“Fourteen. Paige is sixteen and Taylor is twenty-two.”
“Twenty -two?”
Claire replied, “Taylor is our mother in all but birth. She was our live-in baby-sitter. Not long after our biological mother died, J.W. married Taylor.”
“Your birth mother?”
“Althea D’Aubigne. J.W. met her in Louisiana.”
“French?”
Claire smiled broadly for the first time and replied, “Cajun, she was a witch woman.”
She smirked at my startled reaction. “Althea was the original source of J.W.’s magic. Not long after Althea died, Nana arrived with her magic statue. Our lives were never the same after that. She always dominated him, but toward the last, Nana released the very worst of his excesses.”
I smiled and asked, “So, are you a witch?”
Claire replied, “Of course; Paige and I both are. Althea told me my gift was strongest. We were careful to keep the knowledge from everyone but Taylor.”
I sat with my mouth open, in stunned silence. Claire continued, “Althea taught me what she could and left me her spell book. Iam the more powerful, but not powerful enough to fight Nana and J.W. I was only able to distract them occasionally. At least I kept them from the knowledge of our magic.”
I glanced at the bed. Aoife was breathing in short noisy gasps. Paige was still between her legs. I could see that Aoife’s skin was wet and glazed with her juices from her belly button almost to her knees. Taylor continued to kiss Aoife as she tugged at Aoife’s nipples. Aoife’s breasts were wet and shiny with Taylor’s saliva.
Claire reached down between us and grasped my reviving cock. She resumed her feet while still massaging me. With her left hand she pushed my knees apart. Claire went to her knees. She leaned forward with her mouth open. She held my cock upright with one hand while she cupped my balls with her left.
Claire’s open mouth reached the head of my dick. She exhaled and her warm breath surrounded my cockhead. She closed her mouth around the head and sucked. The she let the head slide out, and she licked the piss hole trying to push the point of her tongue into the tiny slit. In a startling movement, Claire engulfed my cock, and did not stop her forward motion until her nose rested on my pubic bone. She swallowed around the intrusion and squeezed my balls. I began to spasm. She pulled back, and took my load in her mouth. She swallowed my spending, with much sucking and licking to clean up every drop.
I pulled Claire to her feet and into my arms. After we hugged, Claire took my hand and led me to the bed. She said, “I know you want to fuck your warrior love, but we need you more.” She kissed me and then continued, “Tonight, make the three of us your slaves.”
Startled, I said, “I don’t want you as my slaves.”
Claire replied, “You must, it is our only protection. J.W. conditioned us that we must be slaves dominated by a male master. If you chose not to be our master, someone else surely will. We want you before that someone.”
Claire continued, “Champion, your reluctance is a perfect qualification. Please do this for us.” She pushed me until I was lying on my back, shrugged out of her shirt, and climbed on top of me.
I looked over at the other occupants of the bed and I was thoroughly aroused. The sight, sound and smell of their lovemaking had my cock hard.
Claire squirmed around. Paige looked up from her oral ministrations on Aoife. Paige’s face was a glaze of Aoife’s juices from forehead to chin. Paige leaned her head on Aoife’s belly and reached over and held my cock upright. Claire paused and then drove downward impaling herself on my cock. She was tight and hot. Claire’s single stroke fully seated my cock in her cunt with her smooth hairless genitals resting on mine. Her internal muscles massaged my cock inside her sheathe.
Taylor and Paige paused to observe us. Aoife was far gone in the throes of her orgasms.
Claire paused. She placed her palms on my chest. She slowly raised her hips and then pushed them down. Claire shifted her hands on my chest. She tweaked and pulled on my nipples with each down stroke. I raised my hands from resting on her hips and mimicked her actions, squeezing her nipples as she did mine.
Claire slid her hands upward reaching for my face. With her hands cupping each side of my face, she leaned down to kiss me. I pushed my tongue into her mouth. Claire sucked the tip of my tongue with each stroke. I continued to pinch and tug her nipples.
Claire released my face and pulled at my shoulders. With her heels locked behind my knees, Claire rolled smoothly until I was atop her. We adjusted to this new position. She locked eyes and said, “Fuck me hard!”
I released her tits and grabbed the cheeks of her ass. It was like holding two hard little apples! I began to slam into Claire’s cunt with a fast rhythm. Her heels rose and pressed against my ass, adding force to my strokes. She began to spasm in orgasm, her cunt muscles squeezed my cock with exquisite agony seeming to “pull” my cum from my belly. I spasmed and sprayed into her with passion that overwhelmed my senses.
I collapsed with my full weight on Claire as she lay beneath me. I tried to move but Claire’s arms and legs trapped me in a viselike grip. I put my arms around her in a hug. She moved her hands to holding me around my neck, but she did not release me.
Claire and I kissed each other softly as we cooled through the aftershocks. I whispered, “Let me up, I’m crushing you.”
She shook her head and refused to release me. She replied, “I love having you inside me and your weight on me. It makes me feel loved.”
In truth Claire’s body was muscled and fit, I was not likely to cause her harm. I rolled us to the left until we were on our sides. We were still connected by my cock inside her. Claire released her legs grip and allowed them to settle on my calves. Her arms remained around my neck. We continued to kiss softly.
I stretched slightly to see Aoife. Her head was on a pillow as she lay on her side facing us. Taylor was behind her spooned into her back. Both of them were watching us with aroused expressions. I looked lower and realized that Aoife’s legs were slightly spread to allow Taylor access to finger her cunt from behind.
I could not see Paige. Then I felt soft hands on my back. Paige kissed me on the back of my neck and the tops of my shoulders. I turned and Paige leaned down to kiss my lips. Paige leaned past me to kiss her sister Claire. Paige slid into bed behind me and spooned against my back. My cock lurched when I felt her two hardened nipples against my back and her wet pussy on my butt. Claire giggled when she felt my reaction to her sister’s arousal.
Claire kissed me on the lips and softly said, “Sleep Champion. You will take each of us and bind us to you but first you must sleep - otherwise I cannot heal you.”
Having said that, she kissed each eyelid. She pulled my head down until it was resting against her breasts. The gentle rise and fall of her breathing lulled me to sleep almost immediately.
I woke a few hours later, completely refreshed. I opened my eyes to see Aoife’s sleeping face directly in front of me. Her eyes opened a heartbeat after mine. I leaned forward and kissed her gently, and whispered, “Go back to sleep.”
Sleeping arrangements had changed. Taylor was now spooned behind me. I was sandwiched between four magnificent breasts! I was loath to move, but I slid to the foot of the bed. I lightly pushed on Taylor and Aoife’s butts and urged them together. They moved slightly until they were in each other’s arms.
I stood up and turned to find Paige and Claire naked and sitting at a table in the corner of the bedroom. Walking toward them I noted that Claire was reading from a small book while Paige was calmly observing my approach.
I was struck anew by their beauty. Blonde and blue-eyed, with movie star looks and centerfold figures. It was certainly not obvious that they were sixteen and fourteen years old. My eyes were drawn to the table despite the arousing view.
In the center of the tabletop, a pentagram was drawn. Looking more closely, I saw the now familiar pentagram-inside-pentagram design. Centered in the graphic was a stack of what looked like dominoes made from Atlantean crystal. Atop that stack were two rings. I didn’t even have to look to know that the stones would be Atlantean crystals. The crystals were transparent and glowing with the iridescent internal light.
Paige distracted me. She stretched in her chair with feline grace. Her arms were stretched above her head and she pushed back against her chair. She paused with her breasts fully thrust toward me and smiled. When she had my undivided attention Paige licked her full lips until they were visibly moist.
I had a sudden vision of my cock penetrating those lips in one thrust until my balls slapped against her chin. The image was so real that I could ‘feel’ the sensations of wet lips and her tongue around the cock as the head pushed past and into her clutching throat.
My cock was immediately at full arousal. Without any further stimulation my hardened cock spasmed and sprayed my cum on the table and across it toward Paige. The orgasm was intense. I grabbed the table for support. Paige’s nipples were fully erect. A rosy flush covered her chest. The scent of arousal surrounded her. Paige’s eyes closed. She trembled, clutching the table. She visibly relaxed and smiled at me, leaned forward, and scooped up a spot of my spending from the table and put it in her mouth
Claire looked up from her book with an exasperated expression. She had an annoyed tone as she whispered, “Can you two please behave? I’m almost done and then we can play.”
She pointed at me and whispered, “Sit down, there.” She pointed at a chair on the end of the table in line with the pentagram.
“Can I ask a question?”
Both sisters’ heads swiveled to me and in unison they said, “NO!”
Paige reached down and retrieved a towel next to her chair. She silently tossed it to me. She gracefully struck another pose, turned sideways in her chair, with her legs over the chair arm.
While I wiped myself, I contemplated my two lovely companions. Claire was intently reading, following along mouthing the words. Paige was observing me with a calm measuring gaze, as if seeing inside me.
I had assumed that Paige, as the oldest, was the leader. That was perhaps true in social settings. In things magical, Claire was clearly the bosslady.
Claire finished reading and closed her small book. She aligned the spine with the pentagram. Carved in the leather cover was another black and red double pentagram surrounded by runes and ancient writing.
Claire looked up to confront my puzzled expression. She smiled prettily and arched her back to thrust her breasts at me and asked, “Am I forgiven?”
“How can I hold a grudge against world class tits like those?”
Paige giggled.
I continued looking directly at Claire. “Okay my lovely blonde lady of the night, how about you explain what the fuck is going on? Because I don’t even know enough to ask questions.”
Claire smirked and replied, “That will be quite enough with the Elvira jokes.”
She pushed her tits up and together as she said it.
I replied, “I think your boobs are bigger.”
Now they both giggled. Paige said, “You are sooo easy.”
Claire leaned forward, and in a businesslike tone began to explain, “This double pentagram was drawn using our combined sexual fluids. This increases the bonding and provided an open channel for my magic.”
She waved off my questions and continued, “You are surrounded by magic. I have never felt such a magical atmosphere. The healing magic has been effective. My spell sharpened the focus. You will find your recovery accelerated. I also increased and improved your, AHEM, enhancements. I took the liberty of increasing your affinity to the three of us.”
I nodded silently. Claire continued, “ I did not attempt to displace your other loves.”
At my startled reaction Claire paused and then went on, “You are not nearly as paranoid as you should be. You are easily influenced by women, prone to see only good intentions, especially if they have a big rack! You were and are completely vulnerable to us. Yet you are still unafraid.”
I said, “Too late. If you meant me harm you had ample opportunity and many tools.”
Claire replied, “True, but you are late coming to any realization of danger. Very bad things have surrounded Paige and me. We will provide the needed ‘paranoia.’”
I had an immediate question, “You offered to be my slaves. Now you offer to protect me. How do you know that I’m worth it?”
Paige answered, “I cast the runes,” and she gestured toward the “dominoes” in the pentagram center. She continued, “The runes are never wrong.”
Claire said, “Paige’s gift is to see things. She sees you loving and protecting us.”
“Did she see all of my women? Did she see my inability to be monogamous?”
Paige replied, “I saw your harem. I saw Cynthia. I saw how you try to treat everyone. You are a good man, Champion. You are and will be a benign and loving master. We will happily be your slaves.”
I had another question. I gestured to the items on the table and asked, “How did you hide these items from Nana and her gadget?”
Paige asked, “Gadget?”
“Sorry, that’s what we call magical items.”
Claire replied, “The same way you hide your necklace, ring and wrist piece.”
“You see them?”
“Yes, Paige and I both see them.”
“You ladies are just one surprise after another.” I continued, “You will shortly both be receiving your own set of what we call wizard jewelry.”
I had another question. “Seriously, is the slavery conditioning so pervasive? I took a slave recently and did not enjoy it at all.”
Claire replied, “We three are in agreement with this servitude. After my spell casting it will only require intercourse with your spending inside each of us.”
Paige continued, “Yes, it is. J.W. deeply and repeatedly conditioned us. I am already uncomfortable that I am without a master.”
Claire then said, “Worse, really, is the fact that his associates are aware of his conditioning of us and are looking forward to asserting their control in J.W.’s absence.”
I said, “Okay, you wore me down. I am unable to turn down any request from a naked woman with large boobs. I have one last question for you two paranoids. What about Dalton and Abigayle?”
They ping-ponged the answer back to me:
Paige answered first. “Dalton is an evil man who will betray you instantly. Sexually he is certainly a pedophile who found Claire far too old to be attractive.”
Claire continued, “Abigayle is a victim who Dalton torments with a sadistic glee. Paige is right. Very young boys and girls are Daltons taste. He will kill you without hesitation or guilt.”
Paige replied, “I see Dalton running amok in the church youth choir.” Claire and Paige made unsmiling eye contact, and nodded grimly.
“I’m meeting him at noon.”
Their heads swiveled and they looked at me silently. Finally Claire said, “Kill him immediately. His evil far exceeds any other we’ve seen.”
They returned to silent contemplation of me.
“Wonderful. I am a buzz kill! Now that I have completely ruined the mood.”
Paige smiled, “We’ll get you in the mood.”
With that said, Paige rose and took my hand. She led me to the bed, and pushed me back until I was sitting on the edge of the bed. Then she settled to her knees between my legs and began to lick my cock with long soft stokes from my balls to the head. Then she would stop and press the pink tip of her tongue into the piss hole.
While Paige played with my cock, Claire was on the bed behind me, with her nipples pressed into my back. Claire was kissing my neck while pinching and caressing my nipples.
I pulled on Paige’s hair to stop her before I came. I turned to Claire and said, “Lay down on your back with your legs spread wide.”
Claire smiled broadly as she moved up the bed. She lay back with her head on one of the pillows. She rested her heels on the bed shoulder width and pushed her knees apart with her hands. It was a lewd and cock-hardening picture.
I pulled Paige to her feet. Crawling backward I pulled Paige on the bed. She was kneeling. I turned her toward her sister’s supine form. I knee walked until my cock was tight against Paige’s butt. I reached around and began to pinch her nipples. I pressed her forward closer to her sister. I removed my left hand from her nipple and tangled in her long blonde hair. Using her hair, I pulled Paige’s face into her sister’s wet cunt.
When Paige’s face made contact Claire grabbed her hair, replacing my hand. Claire, using Paige’s hair, rubbed her sister’sface into her own cunt. She flexed her hips up off the bed to maintain the connection.
I grabbed Paige’s hips, positioning my cock at the entrance to her cunt. I rubbed my cock on her sex, and found that she was wet. I pressed my cock’s head into the entrance. Paige fought her head up. Paige grabbed at Claire’s legs for leverage and drove her hips back, taking me completely inside.
I held her hips as I pistoned into her. Paige was pushed forward with each thrust, her face was pushed into Claire’s cunt with every stroke of my cock. Both their arousals built with each contact. Paige’s cunt muscles began to ripple and flex around my cock. I stroked faster and harder in response.
My balls drew under the intense arousal of Paige’s hot tight sheathe and watching the oral pleasure assault of Claire. I suddenly began to spend into Paige. Her cunt clenched in response as her orgasm overcame her. Claire responded by screaming her orgasm around Paige’s invading tongue and fingers.
I collapsed across Paige’s back, pressing her into Claire and both into the bed.
Hands on my back and shoulders rolled me off.
Taylor and Aoife were gently shifting me in the bed. I ended up cradled in Aoife’s arms, with my head resting between her tits. Taylor was on her hands and knees, licking my groin. My view of Taylor’s actions was obscured by the waves of her long, thick, blonde hair falling around her face. Occasionally her hair would brush against my sensitized cock, and I could feel the tingle to the soles of my feet.
I reached out and grabbed two handfuls of Taylor’s hair. I caressed it, and let it run through my fingers as Taylor moved over my cock. Taylor looked at me through the blonde halo created by her hair, as she sucked first one and then the other ball into her mouth.
Taylor poised her mouth at the head of my cock, and then paused. She looked up to make eye contact as she licked me. I reached again, and grabbed another double handful of blonde. I pressed her face down. She moaned, and without resistance, slid down until her nose met my skin.
I released, and then grabbed another hold. As we repeated the dance, I became so aroused that my hips started to flex off the bed to push my cock deeper into Taylor’s sucking mouth. With her warm palm held lightly on my balls, I spasmed into her mouth, filling it with my cum.
Taylor paused, and then leaned across me to share my spending with Aoife. They kissed with tongues pressed between them, until my cum was dissipated. I played with Taylor’s tits while she was engaged in her girl on girl tongue play. Taylor never released my cock. She rolled on her back. Using my cock as a handle, she pulled me on top.
I gazed in her eyes as I positioned myself on my knees, between her legs. My hands were on each side of her shoulders. I leaned down and softly kissed her lips. Unbidden, she pulled my head down and said, “Make me yours Champion.”
Taylor pulled my cock toward her center. I followed willingly as she rubbed the head against her cunt. She centered me at her opening, and she was tight around me as I slowly pushed in. I pushed strongly, until I was completely inside her, and Taylor was all around me. I began to slowly piston into her.
I leaned on my left hand, and let my right explore Taylor’s ample chest. Every time I touched her nipple, I felt an answering clasp in her cunt.
Taylor groaned. She raised her long legs, and locked her heels behind my ass. She began to pull me, establishing a faster harder rhythm for our joining. She reached up and grabbed my head. She pulled me into a kiss. I stuck my tongue in her mouth. She sucked my tongue, in cadence with our skin slapping together.
My knees were widespread, pushing her legs apart. I felt a tongue travel down my ass crack and on my balls. The mouth insistently licked and sucked my balls. The tongue traveled back up and centered on the rosebud of my ass. As my strokes into Taylor gained speed and force, the lips stayed in contact with my rosebud. The tongue speared in as my hips made contact with Taylor’s.
The warm hand in contact with my balls added to my arousal. I felt my balls draw up. My cock spasmed, and I emptied my cum into Taylor. Taylor’s orgasm clenched her muscles squeezing my cock. She grabbed me with her arms and legs, pulling me tight.
I kissed Taylor gently as I rolled us to the side. She continued to hold my head, kissing my lips and cheeks as we cooled. Taylor released me and leaned back, to find Paige behind her. Paige pulled Taylor’s hip, as Claire pulled mine, until we were disengaged. Taylor gave them a groan of disapproval at being separated.
When I was on my back, Claire crawled between my legs. She began to lick and suck my cock and balls, until they were clean of Taylor and my combined juices. Not incidentally, I was completely aroused when she lifted her head to gaze at me.
I looked over to see Paige lift her head from Aoife. Paige moved aside as Claire slid back from me.
I crawled to my Atlantean warrior. Aoife made eye contact. She spread her legs widely. Then, she spread her arms in a beckoning gesture.
I crawled between her legs, and up her body. I did not stop until I was able to kiss her. As we kissed, I settled on her. I felt her skin on mine from my ankles to my lips. My hands ran up and down along her side as I reveled in this long-postponed contact with my warrior that I loved. I squeezed and caressed any skin within reach. Aoife did the same.
We were kissing with our tongues in constant contact first in her mouth then in mine. Aoife’s hands went to my ass. She pressed my engorged cock against her hairless cunt. I felt the copious moisture coating my cock even while it was outside her cunt.
My hands were in Aoife’s magnificent hair. I grabbed two handfuls of her red mane as I kissed her with my mouth open, trying to devour her. We stopped, panting heavily. Aoife and I made eye contact from only inches away. She said, “Fuck me, Champion. Possess me and make me your slave.”
“I don’t want a slave, Aoife. I want you. I need a warrior. I need a partner and an equal who will fight at my side. Promise to always be my warrior and I will happily make love to you now and forever.”
Aoife hands released my ass and traveled up my body. She took my head in her two hands and kissed me. She held my head still as she gazed into my eyes. She whispered,
“I promise.”
Paige and Claire had been impatiently waiting. At Aoife’s words, they intervened in our lovemaking. They moved my hips and grasped my rampant cock. Paige teased Aoife’s opening, and spread it with her fingers. Claire pressed my cock into Aoife’s center. Paige pressed on my butt, until I was fully in Aoife.
Aoife raised her muscled legs and locked her ankles together behind my butt. As I pulled back, she used her legs to power me into her cunt. She set a fast hard pace. I maintained my grip on her mane. I leaned down and licked her left nipple. I bit it! Her cunt clenched in response. I licked her right nipple. I bit that one. Her cunt clenched and she moaned. A blush spread across her chest, and more liquid flowed over my balls. I went back to her lips, and kissed her openmouthed, with my tongue thrusts in time with my cock thrusts.
Aoife began to orgasm. Her legs slammed me into her cunt with bruising force. She held me as I spasmed and sprayed into her. She orgasmed again, screaming her completion. Her cunt overflowed with our juices.
Aoife rolled on top. She rose and fell on my still hard cock. Her eyes were rolled back in her head. Her hands were holding my shoulders for balance. I merely lightly touched her hips.
I reached up with my left hand, and captured her left nipple. I reached with my right until I was touching her clit. Simultaneously, I pinched Aoife’s nipple and clit. That action triggered her orgasm. Her cunt clenched, which triggered mine. I spasmed, pushing Aoife’s arousal higher. Aoife screamed loudly. Her juices ran over my cock and balls.
Aoife collapsed on top of me, spent. I held her kissing and caressing her. I looked up to see Taylor, Paige and Claire regarding us with some concern.
Aoife rested her head on my chest as she recovered. She said, “I refuse the casual mating of my companions; only warriors interest me. General Ulysses and you are the warriors that I have allowed inside me. No other.”
“Your father?”
“After battle General Ulysses, Agronna and I would sate our battle arousals during the celebration orgy.”
“Orgy?”
“The Atlantean tradition is a feast followed by celebratory orgy. The orgy would involve everyone in the village successfully defended and all the warriors.”
“No incest taboo?”
Aoife replied, “No taboo. Magic prevents unplanned pregnancy. Our population is or was quite diverse with most second and beyond wives coming from distant lands. Kinship was probably diluted for most.”
Aoife leaned back and looked at me. She said, “Now I have you, Champion. I know I am one of many with small claim on you. I hope after battle you will let me sate my arousal with you.”
I grabbed her hair and pulled her to my lips. I replied, “That sounds so bloodless Aoife. I will be your partner in battle. You, my love, will be my Harley Biker Bitch. I will throw you down on the hard concrete and fuck you raw as soon as the guns are silent.”
Aoife put her head back down on my chest and quivered as my words registered. I felt more moisture on my balls. She looked at me with a glazed expression. Her cunt’s clenching during this episode finally pushed out my cock.
Taylor, Paige, and Claire again stepped in. Taylor pulled Aoife onto her back, and began to lick her clean of our combined juices.
Claire pulled at my shoulder, until I was rolled up resting on my left hip. Paige kissed me then licked her way to my cock and balls. Paige was licking me clean of our juices. Claire was behind me licking my ass crack and licking the rosebud of my ass. With Claire’s hand on my balls and Paige’s lips on my cock, I spasmed again, spraying into Paige’s mouth. Claire leaned across me. Paige opened her mouth as they kissed to share the spending. They pushed it back and forth with their tongues until it was gone.
Claire said, “You need sleep, Champion. Sleep in the loving arms of your warrior.”
With that, they arranged us. I was gently pushed into Aoife’s arms. I pressed my face into her breasts. Taylor was spooned behind Aoife. Paige was behind me with her head on my shoulder and her hand already holding my cock. Claire was also behind me but further down with her head resting on my hip.
I said, “Good night, loves. We have a big day tomorrow… Tomorrow I go to meet a man who would kill me.”