Friya chuckled. “It sounds like the old spin the pinecone game we used to play as youngsters back in my village.”
“Something like that.” I placed Grave Oath on my palm. “Grave Oath, who should I kiss first?” I then gave the dagger a quick spin on my palm.
Friya and Yumo-Rezu both leaned in closer, watching the spinning dagger as its frantic whirring slowed to a more leisurely turnin. After it lost most of its momentum, they held their breath with anticipation.
Grave Oath came to a stop with its point aimed at my left.
“It’s your lucky night, Friya,” I said.
Her eyes lit up with delight, and a salacious smile gave her face a seductive glow. I could almost taste the sexual hunger dripping off her, and the energy of her desire quickened the blood in my veins.
I leaned in and planted my lips on hers. At once, her tongue was in my mouth, eager and voracious. I teased her, giving her a little tongue but then withdrawing it, making her desperate for more. Her hands were soon on my chest, and I reached up to caress her cheek and neck as we kissed. My hand quickly moved down her throat onto her chest, then I slipped my fingers inside her leather jerkin, sliding them over her full breast.
To my right, Yumo-Rezu leaned in, slipping her hands onto my chest and thigh, which she stroked with a keen hunger. I could feel her jealousy. She was feeling left-out and was desperate for some of what I was giving Friya, but I wanted to tease her and draw this out. I broke off my passionate kiss and put Grave Oath on my palm again.
“What’s next, Vance?” Yumo-Rezu whispered into my ear, before tracing a teasing finger down my chest and nibbling my earlobe and the side of my neck.
“I like this game very much.” Friya caressed me on my left, breathing hard from her arousal.
“Grave Oath, who should take her clothes off first?” Again, I spun the dagger in my palm.
This time the tip of the weapon ended up pointing toward Yumo-Rezu. With an eager grin, she stood and pulled the secret thread in her enjarta suit. The garment slipped off her body and dropped to the floor. Both Friya and I marveled at the glory of her nude form in the moonlight. Her pert, perfectly shaped breasts with their two erect nipples, and the smooth, shaved cleft between her legs, glistening moistly with the first hint of her arousal.
This time, the weapon would choose between me and Friya.
“Now Grave Oath,” I said, getting ready to spin the dagger, “which of us gets to enjoy Yumo-Rezu’s body first?”
Again, I gave Grave Oath a good spin in my palm. This time, the tip ended up pointing in Friya’s direction. She gave me a deep, hungry kiss, then slipped off her clothes.
“Hey, Grave Oath didn’t tell you to do that,” I said with mock indignation. It was hard to pretend to be upset when confronted with the glorious sight of her naked, voluptuous body. Her breasts were magnificently buoyant and voluminous, her hips sensual and broad, her ass big and round.
“I guess you’ll have to punish me for breaking the rules, Vance.” She gave me a wink and a playful giggle before stepping up to Yumo-Rezu and clamping her lips onto the Dragon Goddess’s mouth.
The two women kissed passionately, moaning with sensual bliss into each other’s mouths as they explored each other’s bodies with their hands. I watched this beautiful display with my rapidly-swelling cock threatening to tear a hole through my pants and my blood running hot in my veins.
I sheathed my dagger. “Grave Oath, I think you’ve done enough work tonight.”
I removed my assassin’s armor and clothes while Friya and Yumo-Rezu continued to kiss with a passionate fire. When I was completely naked, I stepped up to the pair of them and bent down to cup their breasts, one in each hand, so I could alternate between their nipples, teasing each of their stiff, erect protuberances with a swirl of my tongue.
While I licked and sucked on their nipples, I squeezed and slapped their asses, appreciating the difference in the feel of each—Yumo-Rezu’s athletic, almost muscular butt, and Friya’s larger, softer—but still firm and bouncy—behind.
Eager to taste me, they broke off their passionate kiss to plant their lips on my mouth. Both beauties vied for my attention, one licking my neck and nibbling my throat and ears while I took turns kissing the other. My cock was fully erect now, and while they kissed me, sighing and gasping and moaning softly, each wrapped a hand around my shaft, slowly stroking and massaging it.
“I think you can give it a little more attention than that, huh?” I teased between kisses.
They took the hint, giggling with sexy delight, and slid slowly down onto their knees, darting their tongues across my torso as they went down. The sight of them kneeling before me, with their hungry eyes locked on my throbbing cock, made me even harder, so much so that it felt as if my dick was about to explode. Friya took the head of my prick in her mouth, maintaining smoldering eye contact with me while Yumo-Rezu licked my shaft and sucked my jewels.
It was positively divine to have the two beautiful women slavering over my member as if it was the most exquisite dish on earth. I pushed my fingers through their silky hair—Friya’s wavy, white-blond tresses, and Yumo-Rezu’s straight, jet-black locks—and gripped a fistful of each as they worshiped my cock with their mouths. They took turns sucking on it, seeing how much of it they could swallow, filling their mouths and throats with its length and girth until they choked and gagged, each trying to outdo the other.
It was beyond ecstasy, but I wanted more. Specifically, I wanted some
