Diplomatic Relations - Part 3

Part 3

Katernin was floating on a cloud of nervous energy during the short walk to the royal bedchamber. Bunai and Leonas followed them inside, and even Tremos ducked his head and turned his body sideways to enter the high-ceilinged room of the royal bedchamber. Katernin was nearly shaking with uncertain excitement, but now they had committed to this course, and she could not proceed with anything less than full excitement. She looked at Garauk, staring into Bunai's eyes with his soulful, dreamy smile, and rather than jealousy, she felt a greater sense of closeness. This was something, in a sense, that they had to do together.

Leonas still seemed to scarcely believe what was happening when Katernin turned back to him. "Is this a common custom for honored guests of the dwarves?" he asked with a nervous chuckle.

"No," Katernin said, "but we've not had any guests as handsome as ye." She slid a hand over his chest, finding him as lean as Garauk, and her hands took hold of the clasp of his robe, drawing it open. His chest was completely bared to her view, toned and hairless, and naturally a deep tan.

"A cynic," Leonas said, running his fingers through her hair with a smile, "might suppose this to be a flagrant attempt to seduce us in order to get into our good graces."

"Ye could think so," Katernin said, planting a soft kiss on his chest as she guided him back to the huge bed, "if ye're not thinking we're already confident of your good graces. I've seen the looks ye've been throwing my way all day and night, lad." She guided him down onto his back on the bed, then crawled atop him, looming over him. "Might be instead that this is an attempt to get into your good graces in order to seduce ye, and a cynic might say that it's working like a charm."

She drew Leonas's robe down further, exposing a smoothly-shaven groin with a cock that stood half-erect already. He was not quite as big as Garauk, but nearly so, and the grin that Katernin flashed up at him showed nothing but pleasure at the sight. She slowly slid down, and saw his breath catch in his throat as she took hold of the cock by its base, then leaned down and took it in her mouth. Behind him, at the other side of the bed, Garauk was embracing Bunai, his hand beneath her dress, her up his woolen skirt.

Looking up at Leonas with his cock in her mouth, she saw no wit or intrigue for the moment, only anticipation and wonder. Stroking the shaft of his cock as she sucked on it and swirled her tongue around the head and underside, she soon brought him to a state of hardness. She continued sucking and stroking him, watching his face as his expression tightened with the growing arousal, seeing his eyes grow heavy with lust and pleasure. Exploring his skin, she found that he was completely smooth: no hair at his groin or balls, and not even any stubble growing in.

Abruptly, Katernin boldly descended on Leonas's cock, taking him in until her nose bumped against the pad of his groin and her lips touched the base of his shaft. The head of his cock was deep in her mouth, past her back teeth, and her throat quivered and heaved in protest. She could not do this, not for long, but she held herself there as long as she dared, letting her tongue flex and quiver along the underside of the shaft, then drew back entirely, gasping for breath. Leonas shivered, and a single strand of thick saliva hung between the tip of his cock and her lips. Behind him, she heard a stifled squeaking sound, and saw Bunai with her skirt around her waist, and her husband Garauk's face buried in the curly red bush of her pussy. She was stifling her cries with one hand covering her lips.

Katernin was preparing to go down on Leonas again, perhaps to work at sucking him off to completion, but Leonas sat up first and took one side of the material of her dress, sliding it down until one of her round, heavy breasts was exposed. His hand slid to the underside of the globe, stroking it gently, and then his fingertips swirled around to the top before drifting into the center, tracing a line around the base of her large, stiffening nipple. He took down the material on the other side, baring her other breast, and traced his fingers over that one as well, and then took the dress to her hips. It was clear now what he wanted, so Katernin unfastened the laces at her sides and slid the dress off, letting it fall to the floor. In its place she wore only a pair of thin white panties that were not even fully adequate to conceal all of the golden curls of her bush.

The natural state of Katernin's groin in contrast to his own smooth, hairless skin didn't seem to put Leonas off for even a moment. He came forward, his hands roaming over her exposed skin, and took a nipple into his mouth as his hands stroked her back and slid down beneath the fabric of her panties, each taking a handful of the cheeks of her ass and squeezing. His tongue swirled around the nipple as he sucked gently on it, and Katernin made a little involuntary gasp and shiver when one of his hands, on the way back up, traced its way over her crack, one finger slipping between the valley and stroking lightly over her asshole. She saw from his growing smile when he released her nipple from his mouth that her response had not gone unnoticed.

Katernin regarded Leonas with building desire but also deep uncertainty as he drew back, but to her surprise he turned to the side, where Bunai was writhing and stifling gasps of growing intensity with Garauk still lavishing her pussy with strokes of his tongue. He boldly offered her his erect cock, still glistening with Katernin's saliva, and Bunai, her freckled cheeks deeply flushed, took the head of it into her mouth and sucked gently on it as she gave the staff a few strokes. But after only a few seconds of this, Leonas withdrew from her once again and turned back to Katernin, guiding her down to the surface of the bed.

"Please," he said softly, silken fingertips stroking her shoulders and leaving hot trails, "get on your elbows and knees. There's something I wish to share with you."

Katernin lowered herself to her elbows and knees on the bed, her panty-covered ass sticking up behind her, her wet pussy threatening to soak the fabric. Slowly Leonas eased her panties down to her knees, which she lifted one at a time to slip out of them altogether, and Katernin squirmed self-consciously, hiding her face in a pillow as embarrassment overtook her. Only Garauk, and only after they had been intimate before a time or three, had ever seen the tiny opening of her ass. Though she knew she kept herself clean, she felt exposed and dirty just having someone else look at her there.

Her embarrassment was compounded when Leonas slapped her, hard, with an open palm across the ass. She couldn't contain an angry scream of "Fucker!" into the pillow, and very nearly drove back at him with a kick like a mule, but when she hesitated and felt the warmth begin to radiate from the cheek where he had struck her, she began to understand. Her cry was sharper,not angry, when his hand fell again, this time on the other cheek, spreading the delicious, stinging warmth to there. His hands gained in tempo, striking her large, firm ass again and again with hard, sharp blows. The stinging pain and heat radiated through her skin, and her eyes moistened slightly as she cried out under the impact of the strikes, but her pussy moistened still more.

Beside her, Garauk had risen from his position between Bunai's legs, slickness on his chin, and was now watching. "My love," he said softly, "is that... to your liking?"

She nodded, and Leonas said behind her, "As near as I can tell, Katernin's quite enjoying her spanking." His fingertips traced over the enflamed skin of her ass, leaving cool little trails in their path. "Do you want more, Princess?"

"Please," Katernin gasped, looking up from the pillow, "just a bit more."

Leonas's hands fell in hard slaps to her ass, again and again, until she shook and wiggled her hips away, afraid that the growing stinging pain and warmth would drive her crazy. When she started to rise, she saw Bunai beside her, now naked, her small, pointy breasts dotted with freckles at the cleavage and capped with puffy, pink aureolas with cute little nipples. "With your permission, Princess," Bunai said, in a soft, respectful voice barely masking restrained hunger, "I will now fuck your husband." An amused twist in her voice showed that the incongruity of her politeness and crude request was not lost on her.

Katernin smiled at her. "Go to it, lass," she said, "but leave behind a bit of that restraint of yours, or ye'll be finding that he's the one who fucks ye."

From behind, Katernin felt Leonas's fingers reach under her and stroke lightly over her damp pussy, sending a shiver through her. His other hand touched her on the upper back, guiding her back down to her elbows and knees on the bed, her ass in the air once more. The warmth from her ass buzzed as it cooled in the air, and his tongue traced over her cheeks, making wet trails that cooled all the more quickly, setting every nerve of her skin alight with conflicting sensations. She looked over her shoulder, uncertain what he was planning; she didn't think she could take much more spanking! She saw him kneeling down, his face near her pussy and asshole, and she shivered and clenched in embarrassment.

"It might bear mentioning," Leonas said, his breath falling upon her ass and pussy, "that I am a magician of very minor talent, skilled with only a few simple, practical cantrips. One of these is a spell of cleansing, to leave the body free of dirt, sweat, oils, and contamination, inside and out, as it were." Katernin felt a forbidden rush up her back as she considered the implications. "I do not believe that there is anything about your body that would meet with my disgust or disapproval; but as much as your blushes favor your beautiful features, I would not want your self-consciousness to hinder your enjoyment tonight." His voice was smooth and mild. "Would you like me to cast this spell upon you?"

Katernin nodded, her ears burning as she wondered what it was she was agreeing to. She heard Leonas softly chant, and then, within seconds, a cool, rippling wave crawled over her nerves. She felt the fluids that had leaked outside of her pussy to the hairs of her labia and the skin of her inner thighs vanish without any trace or residue, and a gentle tickling ripple spun through the first several inner inches of her asshole, making her cry out involuntarily and buck her hips into the air. Behind her, Leonas laughed.

"Stimulating, isn't it?" he said. "I would cast my second spell of that nature upon you, but I know of an easier way to get the same effect."

Katernin froze, went perfectly tense as his hands took the stinging cheeks of her well-spanked ass and spread them apart, sending a new wave of embarrassment through her as her asshole was fully bared to him. It sent a jolt straight to her core when she felt his lips press against the hole back there, then his tongue slowly slip down, probing inside. She gave a trembling cry as he began to lap at her inner walls, swirling his tongue around in her most forbidden rear passage. She had never done anything like this, even with Garauk!

Beside her, Bunai and Garauk were moving together, Garauk's cock pistoning in and out of the pale, slender, freckled woman as they fucked in a rhythm that was at times slow and steady, at times intense, halting, and unsure. Bunai's thin, soft pink lips were parted lightly with passion, her intense aquamarine eyes gleaming with a hunger that belied her soft cries and otherwise restrained expression, while Garauk seemed both uncertain and eager at having someone so much thinner and longer of waist and limb than Katernin in his arms. She watched them with fascination, even as the maddening tickling pleasure swirling through her ass made her legs tremble and her pussy drench with forbidden arousal!

Leonas's chin would brush Katernin's pussy as his tongue lapped and swirled delightfully in her ass, but it provided only faint tingles of sensation. But soon he reached up with a hand and softly stroked her below his chin, around the hood of her clitoris, sending a spark of pleasure through her that made her twitch, her asshole clenching at his tongue. Katernin gave a low moan as his swirling touches went from featherlike and ethereal brushes to something more substantial. He was rubbing her with a purpose, and then his fingers dipped into her wet pussy and came out to stroke directly around her aching clitoris, slick with her juices, as his tongue danced maddeningly in her asshole.

Katernin screamed into the pillow as an intense orgasm washed over her, waves of pleasure radiating in her pussy and echoing through her ass. Her legs quivered beneath her, and she felt as though she would pass out or collapse beneath the onslaught of the strange sensations in her ass mixing and amplifying with the pleasure bursting forth from her clit through her pussy. Her asshole squeezed the invading tongue whose fluttering strokes drove her to new heights of pleasure, and her nipples brushed against the fabric of the bedsheets as she writhed face-down, sending new trails of fire up into her core until it threatened to drive her crazy.

When she thought she could take no more, Leonas withdrew from her pussy and, after one last kiss, from her ass. Then she felt the head of his cock sliding up and down her crack, and froze with a moment's uncertainty. Was he about to take her anal virginity? Did she want him to? A fantasy flashed through her head of Leonas's cock buried tightly in her ass, spewing his cum deep into her bowels as she shook and cried out in orgasm. She didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed when he slid down lower and the head of his cock instead pressed into the sodden heat of her pussy.

Katernin cried out again as he drove home inside her. He was not quite as big as Garauk, but she seldom fucked her husband in this manner: most of the time, they had sex facing one another. She was keenly aware that her red, inflamed ass and her spit-slicked asshole were entirely exposed to Leonas as he thrust forward into her, again and again, his hips slapping against her well-spanked ass at the culmination of each of his thrusts, delicious friction building along her inner wall on the side of her clitoris, dragging her slowly towards a very different kind of pleasure than the quivering orgasm that had rippled over her clitoris and ass seconds ago.

Katernin looked then at Garauk, who had Bunai sitting in his lap, facing away from him, so that she could clearly see the dark-green orcish cock pistoning into her pale pussy wreathed in red curls again and again. Bunai's small breasts rippled with each thrust, her thin chest heaving as she drew in breaths with only faint, silent gasps and whines. Garauk's eyes met hers, and she wondered for an instant what his reaction would be: here she was, his wife, with another man's cock plowing in and out of her pussy. She saw no jealousy, only desire, and his thrusts into Bunai grew in speed and intensity. He seemed, if anything, more aroused by seeing Leonas fuck Katernin from behind!

Her pussy buzzing with rising pleasure again, Katernin suddenly became aware of Leonas pushing himself into her to the hilt and twitching inside her, squirting hot liquid into her depths. The volume of his cum wasn't the equal of Garauk's, nor even of the few clumsy, fumbling dwarven lovers she'd fooled around with in her younger days before meeting Garauk. Nevertheless, Leonas seemed frozen in absolute bliss as he emptied himself utterly into Katernin's pussy, offering her spurt after spurt of his cum.

When he was done, she drew off of him and leaned in close, hand stroking his firm chest which now rose and fell with labored breathing. "Did ye like that?" Katernin purred into his ear. "Filling up my sweet pussy with your seed?" She would have expected her dirty talk to be met with a similar off-color remark from Garauk, but Leonas only nodded and cradled her close to his body.

"You are amazing, Katernin," Leonas said, "and I regret that I could not control myself longer and take you to the heights of pleasure once more before I gave in to the inevitable." He stroked her cheek, gave her a little kiss on the chin. "I do, however, have one other thing to offer, but only if you're feeling... particularly adventurous."

Katernin reached down and idly have his shaft another stroke, and saw a white bead form at the head from her attentions. "If I wasn't feeling adventurous," she said with a grin, "I'd never have taken your tongue up my ass, ye dirty prince. Ye had me worrying it was your cock going up there next!"

"Worrying?" Leonas teased. "I did consider it. But no, I'm merely suggesting that I'm reluctant to leave anyone out." He glanced over at Tremos, the minotaur, who Katernin had quite forgotten was in the room with them. He had witnessed everything. He was watching, expressionless, but his loincloth was stretched tight, and a damp spot had formed at the apex of the pyramid in its fabric.

"The minotaur?" she asked. He was magnificent, to be sure; his rippling muscles were lean, sculpted perfection, his short, light-brown fur a soft and smooth covering, and even his bull-like head had a regal nobility to it that could not be denied. But he was over eight feet tall, all but twice Katernin's own height. It was quite apparent from the bulge at his groin that his cock was far bigger than Leonas's had been, probably a fair sight bigger than even Garauk's. Desire and hesitation warred inside Katernin.

"I had every intention of seeing to his needs myself," Leonas said, smiling at Tremos. "As my sworn guardian, he shares my life in so many ways, for he is always at my side. It would be ungenerous of me if he were not allowed to share in my pleasures as well."

"Ye take that thing... up the butt?" Katernin said, pointing to the stretched loincloth in disbelief.

Leonas laughed out loud. "Seldom," he said, "though occasionally, when I don't feel I'll be needing to walk straight for the next few days, I have found the courage. The rest of the time I have other ways of pleasing him." He smiled. "Perhaps tonight will be one of those rare occasions; this has already been a very special night for us." He then gave Katernin a questioning eyebrow. "That is, unless you would prefer it otherwise?"

Katernin stood up from the bed and approached Tremos, staring up at his massive, towering frame. "Tremos," she said, "how would ye prefer it, fella? Are ye wanting to fuck me?"

Continued in Part 4

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