Chapter 16: A Live Performance

  (Jolthek 25th, Year 665 of the 4th Age)

  Damn. Damn-damn-damn. Fug Faer damn fate and whoever interfered in my goal. Let me start from the beginning to get my thoughts together.

  Mom was agog at spending time in álfsandur that didn’t involve visiting Tandri to i her pregnancy. Lárus and I wao spend time around town for a while, so we went with her, and dad also came to keep her ‘pany.’ We diized with our parents’ permission, watg them wander off as we held a bantam amount of money in our hands.

  My brother and I went to where Fenri e teo gregate, cheg out points of i. Following some Fenri around, we arrived at áílk?n Square, and it was a vibrant, bustling part of town. Plenty of individuals in various stages of modesty roamed around aged in a variety of activities, even sunbathing naked in the middle of the location. A military academy nearby the settlement was the source of the right age demographic to support the trendy businesses. I noticed a bookstore with a stream of Feering and leaving. It captivated my ihe most, so I dragged him along.

  It was gested with people i least half were in the older demographid they were preparing for the ier at the military academy. I entered the fantasy-adventure se first. The book covers were bright and colorful. I picked up a novel called Leaving One’s try, sing the first fes. They and the description of the main characters leaving the safety and stability of their nation in the hope of being together in another try piqued my i enough to warrant a purchase. The novel had two distinguished ages: Liéré and ?ore?. The tter was more ret due to the retionship between Aeyis and ir. I noticed Lárus holding several books for a few seds, pg them ba the shelves, clearly disied in the s.

  My brother’s aloofness progressed further as I discovered the romance se. I spent plenty of time in the area, briefly sc multiple books. The novels could be simplified into a few categories: forbidden love, generic love at first sight, and the quest for love. They spanned a spectrum from light-erotic-dark. I had to buy a book from each subgenre and tent as possible with the current money admeasured to me while safeguarding a portion for food, so I acquired three.

  “Hey, Kaera, check this out.”

  I followed Lárus’s voice to the back of the store. It erfect pce for Róstran to spend time because it tained his avocations if he wasn’t aware of them already. There were five tables, and each was occupied with people pying Champions of No?. In addition, every game currently in progress had a det group of observers. I found my sibling over where the card packs were, holding a small book, so I went to him.

  “You won’t believe what this is,” Lárus said.

  “What is it?” Lárus held the title up for me to dis. “It’s a guide book for Róstran’s game.”

  My brother pointed out muides for Champions of No?. “They’re supposed to expin the current lore of the game and expand the universe.”

  I looked at the date. “They’re not even that old yet, so Róstran possibly doesn’t have any of them.” A nearby colorful sign caught my attention. “Apparently there’s a story ing out about Champions of No?. The tentative release date for two novels is he end of year along with Kings of Gold expansion.” I stared at my sibling. “I believe I know what to get Róstran for his birthday.”

  He nodded. “And so do I.”

  Lárus discovered one book worthy of his attention, a historical war novel called The Neverending War by Setorih Sathorne. We paid for the items, leaving the shop for sustenance.

  The restaurant was a couple buildings away from the emporium Lárus and I had just vacated. It wasn’t a business where we could sit inside and order. Hell, there weren’t tables to sit at all, and we observed other Fenri walking around or pnting their buttocks in random spots with food in their hand. The estibles we observed appeared out of this world, sometimes covered in a sauce or two. Adjat to the business was a freshly-built edifider renovations.

  I ordered a sandwich taining a cheesy beef patty topped with an onion and covered more in a cheesy, light red sauaturally, Lárus bought more viands thahat he almost struggled to hold them, a on a stony ledge. My food was juicy, luxurious, aable while being messy. I appreciated the pyful aspect of the restaurant’s food s, but I would’ve been a happy Fenri with a hulking sb of meat, preferably with a boo hold on to.

  As much as I preferred a simple, slow-roasted flesh to ingurgitate, I stared at my brother dev his meal while my stomach growled. I uttered my appreciation to him as he sacrificed a portion of his rebast to me. He offered fried potato strips with burnt ends, an over-easy egg, and a sticky, sweet sauce. Again, I would’ve been happy for a simple fvor of smoke a, which made the burnt ends the best part of the dish, rather than processing the crispy texture, sweet and salty taste, and a rich sauce from the yolk. I’ll stick to barbecue. Oher hand, Lárus must’ve savored his meal as he had a stentorian belch.

  We noticed several Fenri panicked after they took a bite of food while their panions ughed at them. Since we had experieh spicy food due to mom’s craving, Lárus and I were izant of what they ate. Instead of behaving like a sane person, my brother had an idea about the fiery food, leaving to scrutihe menu further aurning a mier.

  “I’m going for it.”

  “You ’t be serious,” I replied. Lárus had trouble with mom’s craving for spicy food. I jectured that the challenge would be as fierce -if not fierier- as her cooking.

  “A hundred Liéré reward isn’t something to scoff at. Think about what we do with the money. I’m giving the challenge a shot, but that will require your tribution.”

  “Since when did you bee a gambler?”

  “Sinever.”

  “If you fail, we would be broke.”

  “I don’t know about you, but I would like to hangout at that park over there for a bit before finding mom.”

  “At least the park's free.”

  I gave my brother all the money I had, and the bination was barely suffit to accept the challe was the exact cheesy, beefy patty as mine, minus the onion . Taking the diadem were peppers and a viscous, brown paste. The fragrance u, my eyes watering from the stinging vapors. I had to back away from him as I coughed.

  Lárus took a bite, showing no visible rea. He had ahis time coughing a bit. By the time he swallowed the third sample, his eyes had widened, and he had a horrific expression on his visage as if he had just witnessed Salf?egrí in the flesh. He took a swig of his watery beverage, disqualifying him from the challenge, and the drink exacerbated the agony in his mouth. Watg him walk bad forth and breathe heavily in a panic had me sniggering.

  “Fuck,” Lárus blurted out. “Faer damn those peppers and whoever discovered them.” The restaurant’s employees handed him an elixir to mollify the inferno in his mouth. He chugged it all down -more like sh himself with how much liquid made it to the ground- happily breathing a sigh of relief after emptying the remedy, ahrew the food away. “I’m n that again.” He caught me snickering. “It’s not funny.”

  “You’re right; it’s hirious.” We ambuted to the nearby park with a single Liéré to our name. “How was the experience, by the way?”

  “Like sug Salf?egrí’s dick dry of semen.” I chuckled at Lárus’s response.

  The park did a satisfactory job mimig nature outside town as my brother and I explored it. At one point, the sery made us believe we were jogging in our backyard, traveling in the wilderness… or even around that shitty shack. We observed plenty of naked Fenri families enjoying a piid other exposed individuals to make us realize we were in town. One pair of husband and wife was audacious to procreate outside a Red Zohe forously fug his mate while pinnio the tree.

  Traipsing around in the park, my brother and I observed a group of young, virile, nude Fenri pying a game in a clearing. It was identical to the ball game we pyed on our birthday, although the pyers were on nd instead in a swimming pool. We grimaced as we reized one of the pyers was Róstran’s tormentor, Aealst?nn, and I beheld two more of them that were my pursuers from a while ago. Our jourowards sequestration barely enced before it ended.

  “Afternoos,” Aealst?nn spoke in an attitude that dispyed his belief of superiority over Lárus, me, or anyone else that caught his ire. He and a couple of his ies that chased me earlier started to walk towards Lárus and me.

  Lárus was the sort of individual to not back away from a threat, and I also did not yield ground. I wanted revenge for what Aealst?nn did to Róstran, hoping my adopted brother would get a vicarious enjoyment out of kig Aealst?nn’s ass. The desire for retribution and proteg Róstran, I believed, fueled my aggressiveness beyond my twin sibling’s pugnacity.

  “Don’t get any ideas, Aealst?nn,” Lárus s him.

  Aealst?nn raised his hands, although he didn’t indicate he was defusing the situation. “Watch out, people; this puppy has a bark to it.”

  “And you’re about to find out real fast that this puppy has a harsher bite than bark. We’re not at school anymore, so there’s no oo provide you salvation.”

  “Back off, Aealst?nn, while we still have mercy,” I warned.

  Aealst?nn smirked as he uttered the following words that made Lárus and me, or any Fenri for that matter, insed. “Brave words for a couple of wolves.” Being called a mindless animal is bad enough, but ‘wolf’ had a more profound otation for those that knew about ir, Fenri, and the culture. It meant that someone wasn’t worthy of being a desdant of Faer. Instead, they came from his aremesis, Takúr?tyely.

  Naturally, Lárus and I barreled into our oppos. Our size and strength gave us an advantage over them, but they mao put up a resistance. He threw solid pu one of Aealst?nn’s panions, making tact with his face. I nded several blows on Aealst?nn’s body, finishing my bo with an uppercut to his .

  Aealst?nn caught my following punch, creating an opening for him. My face turned sharply to the right from a punch. I bent forward from atay gut, the air esg from my lungs. As much as his fists hurt, my Direfenri nature savored the fight like it did from the Hawk Spiders as he pummeled me. I surmised Lárus was relishing the flict also.

  The bloody fight savagely dragged on for a minute or two, and I realized how disparate Lárus and me were from our adversaries. They had a teique that demonstrated their experien unarmed bat while we punched, kicked, head-butted, and utilized any other body part as possible with brute force. Our ferocious style and strength did the damage with each hit, but our oppos would respond with multiple strikes. Orike was worth three of theirs. As much as we exploited the advantage of teamwork, they had the numbers just like the Hawk Spiders except more durable.

  I felt ay stir within me from the barbaric fight, an equivalent of my sexual desire, although more bloodthirsty. It unicated with me in a saccharine marying to vince me it was the key to winning the fight, and I was tempted because I was acquainted with it. Before I could accept the offer, other Fenri from the game or nearby separated me, Lárus, and other batants from each other.

  Despite my heritage, I was a bit fatigued from the fight. I was bruised throughout my entire body, my left was almost swollen shut, and I tasted a slight metallic taste of blood. Lárus didn’t fare better than me; we were both in rough shape. Judging by Aealst?nn's and his few ies' appearances, I wasn’t fident we were the victors at this abrupt clusion. If we weren’t interrupted, I reasonably jectured we would emerge triumphant from the attrition of strength and vigor, especially if he and I allowed it out.

  Aealst?nn s Lárus and me as the people dragged him away. He wiped a trace amount of blood from his bottom lip. “You’re fortuhat we ’t tihe fight.”

  “No; you’re fortunate,” I replied. “You better think twice if you want to mess with me or my brother.”

  “Same here,” Lárus curred. We were snarling also, and we added simultaneously, “And you better stop bullying Róstran!”

  “Psh, whatever,” Aealst?nn replied. “Just know that I despise loose ends.” He shrugged his escorts’ arms off, looking at his friends. “e o’s go.”

  I expected guards or other forms of authority to reprimand my brother and me as we searched for our parents. None came for us, making me paranoid that they were spreading the o our stepdad. The residents observed us as we walked through álfsandur, quickly avoiding us as we got hem. They didn’t dare to ask if we were ok. Some even appeared disgusted by us. The news of the scuffle didn’t reach them, but our appearance was suffit for their judgment. We found our naked parents, but Lárus held me back.

  “What?” I hissed.

  “Look.” Lárus pointed me to where he was starting at. I observed mom guiding dad towards the Red Zone, holding his penis. I assumed what my brother lotting in his head. “You thinking what I’m thinking?”

  “Oh yeah.”

  We secretly followed our parents surprisingly deep into the Red Zone, ending up in a huge opening. My brother took me to a vantage point with det cover at a building under stru as soon as they exhibited signs of eng coitus. It hurt removing my clothes, so we agreed to take our time as my left hand ed his sheath while his right fingers were on my vulva, and we were surprised by the appearance of two familiar red Fenri. Hrafnir and his gravid wife joined his father and our parturient mother in public sex while Lárus and I spied on them and masturbated each other. Even though we barely enced, we were leaking arousal at the sight of Hrafnir wearing bright pink panties in public, or at least I was. Something about Hrafnir promising with ?signís, we deduced from eavesdropping. them adjat to each other, I could see Hrafnir ied dad’s Direfenri lis, his brawny, crimson physique parable to ours, and his effeminate underwear made me aroused. Hrafnir attracted plenty of attention from the public during the times I’d seen him before because of his lineage and physical aspects. They magized the people’s captivatiht now, overp the fact he was wearing panties.

  Dad’s and Hrafnir’s spouses got on their knees, opening their jaws to accumute a testicle. Mom received head rubs from dad, a signal that she was doing a fine job. I witheir penises emerge and more Fenri watg them fuck as Lárus caressed my moist mound. As I smeared precum over my brother’s shaft, he behaved like a part of his ferine side resent from the most ret fight and possessed him, grunting approvingly like crazy. I, too, sehat portion of my other side hadn’t vanished entirely within me.

  I watched mom and ?signís lick the pre off dad’s and Hrafnir’s cocks, respectively. Mom had dad’s hefty balls in her right hand, fondling them while she slid her mouth across the shaft. She and ?signís wi each other and enced sug on the fleshy rods, going as far as the hilts. Both the mase husbands had simir pricks ih and thiess, so it was a woo me that they mao aodate the shafts and knots in their mouths together. It became apparent they were testing who could hold their breath the lo as dad and Hrafnir moaned from having their whole penises in their wives’ mouths. It appeared to me the dicks went deep into their throats, although my eyes were squinting from Lárus fingering my pussy.

  I thought either mom or ?signís would capitute soon after minutes went by as drool fell, but they didn’t. Instead, they move their heads around without giving themselves an opportunity to inhale while tinuing to squeeze the gonads. Their male mates had rhapsodic expressions, their jaws hanging open while moaning, and their eyes were shut. I had a bias extremely skewed towards my mother, but I was rooting for ?signís to win the test. The two females were finally almost at the breaking point, so mom o st just a few seds longer. As, victory was not in the realm of possibility in this test for mom as she released dad’s whole penis from her mouth first. As a way of showing off, ?signís exploited her st remaining air by opening her jaw wider and adding Hrafnir’s testicles, giving the s a hefty coat of saliva before needing air.

  Mom and ?signís heavily breathed several times as the cocks twitched and discharged droplets of pre. I could see Hrafnir ied quite the endowment from dad, tying with him ih and thiess. They returo work, mixing in licks and strokes all over their partner’s orbs and shafts while unaware or ung about more amorous couples partaking in intercourse hem. Their mates were growling and panting eically and thrusting their hips rapidly, so I knew dad and Hrafnir were heir asms. Having the same thoughts as I did, they took both of their husbands’ balls in their mouths, giving the penises vigorous strokes. Dad’s ejacute shot past mom, nding on ?signís’s back, and Hrafnir’s cum flew onto mom’s back. The semen paiheir fur white before they aimed the pricks at their fronts, allowing it to pster all over them. They enced sug the raging boners as more horny couples gathered around and participated in intercourse.

  The sight of dad and Hrafing cum and the amative horde having sex pushed Lárus to his climax. He bucked his hips rapidly as he came over my hand and on the surfa front of him. His cock begaing to fccid, whereas the maturer, virile Fenri in the pile maintaiheir eres after reag their peaks. Seeing as my touches had no effe Lárus, I watched the performance ahead of me while allowing him to touch my slit.

  I observed dad and Hrafnir lig their wives’ vaginas, getting them nid wet, although they didn’t need much preparation. The slits were moist with arousal already, and they quickly repced the fluids after each flick of the tongues. Mom had the edge over ?signís in produ. Hers had formed a more enormous puddle. Apparently, Dad and Hrafnir greatly savored the ambrosia as they went deeper into their spouses’ intimate caverns. They each had a unique way of advang towards more ar. Dad buried his maw into mom’s crotch while Hrafnir anchored his mouth ih his teeth, allowing his too make an effort. The wives soued at having them deep in their groins and enabling the males to operate their mouths like chewing food. So much so that mom and ?signís exhaled a euphoric, rotund, primal yell, and dad and Hrafnir emerged wet from their slits.

  Dad and Hrafnir barely gave their feminine partime to recuperate before they got into position for the initial round. The former lifted mom’s legs off, handling her as if she was a wheelbarrow, and the tter had ?signís sitting on his did fag away from him while he rostrated. Hrafnir had his hands on ?signís’s hips, thrusting into her rather than allowio slide up and down herself. They peed them with power, and I heard rapturous yips as reas.

  My sex ached from the horny sea of fur procreating in my sight as I coated Lárus’s hand in arousal. I didn't know what was more exhirating: me spying on the erotic mass of Fenri, the thought of someone disc us… or Hrafnir wearing panties. Lárus was courteous to remember my clitoris, and I hissed in response. Despite all that was going on for my ast to the zenith of ecstasy, I grew disappoihat an unknown force was undoing all the progress we had made. The sparks and tingles weren’t as potent as before. Lárus must've sensed my frustration since he ceased moving his fingers, leaving them in my pussy.

  “Something the matter?” He inquired.

  “I’m just tired,” I replied, which artially true.

  “You’re also frustrated, I tell.”

  I groaned. “I’m regressing, and I don’t know why.”

  “You feel tense and nervous. Perhaps all of this is too much too fast. Shall I slow down, or do you want to stop for today?”

  I thought about the options as I felt Lárus’s fingers still within my her region. I wao know if watg people have sex was the key to the perfect trigger ever since I secretly observed my parents mating on our way back from Akuv?llur. I felt I wouldn’t get another opportunity to test it for a while- or if at all because it sounded weird to ask my parent if I could masturbate to them having sex in front of me to deceive my heat. What would be worse was having him finger me instead. They would probably be caught on if I snuck to the Red Zone in álfsandur often enough, and the strangers would probably find it bizarre if they knew about our retionship. “Let’s take it slow while I reyself. Maybe you cuddle me, kiss me, or fondle my breasts if either sounds appealing to you.”

  Lárus nodded, removing his fingers. He got us in a spooning positioly caressing my body and boobs while nuzzling and lightly nibbling from my o my cheeks. We watched the y in progress, tending the few remaining embers fnition just as we heard our mother and father, Hrafnir, and ?signís reach their acme in loving each other.

  Dad and his oldest progeny pulled out of their wives, unleashing a deluge of cum from the pussies. He y on the cobblestoreet as ?signís left a white trail on Hrafnir while walking over his figure. She and mom parked over their open maws, letting the sticky substanuhem. Ohe cascade slowed to a trickle, all of them id down, and the males began ing up the leftover semen in the vaginas with their tongues. Mom and ?signís moaned louder from getting their slits licked than their first forepys, and they ate them out with exuberant brio. The husbands kissed their mates eventually, and I swore I descried semen siween them.

  The females’ multiple dyads of exposed tits were the ensuing targets in the following round of forepy. Each portion of mom’s seven pairs and ?signís five couples were effusive in ctation from the opulent reserves. Like their impending pups, they nurtured their mase parto satisfa, and dad and his son licked the milk around their lips.

  Dad and Hrafnir positioned mom and ?signís to their sides fag each other, elevating the top legs up. They moved between the loendages, shoving their members ihe vaginas. Grinning at each other, the macho duo spiritedly plowed their mates. I watched with curiosity at what the test was betweehey fluctuated their thrusts- fast or slow, powerful entle, fusing them together. Sometimes, either dad or his s would start slow but abruptly ge to a sharp buck as they were about to fully hilt their spouses. They even touched other erogenous zones, such as the tiny, sensitive pearls and nipples.

  ?signís was first in reag the erotic apogee, uttering a guttural yell of bliss. Mom wasn’t that far behind her, blithely r seds ter. I expected dad and Hrafnir to tie themselves to them or pause briefly to discharge jizz, but they kept pounding away at them. Frequently, the wives achieved their asms without their husbands ejag and possibly shoving their knots into them, ting four times for eaantic pair. Were dad and Hrafnir peting against each other for the biggest climax or not?

  As I watched the females obtain asm after asm, I noticed a legion of other Fenri couples engaging in sex around them in various positions and teiques, f one gigantic mass of ality and passion redolent of several praphic photos. The lustful side that had grown since my awareness of it was jealous, knowing I rohibited from partaking with them until after my Mating Ceremony. My options were reduced to destine experiments with my brother.

  One peculiar aspect I noticed about the prurient, pilose pool was the ck of sing mates and f bantam groups withiurnalian pile. Every husband and wife stuck to each other within the massive y. I beheld multiple people in Lárus’s scivious books have coitus with numerous partners, including Jysen, Kryse, and the bd white Fenri. The wanton celebrities had threesomes, foursomes, and up, and I recalled the bd white Fenri having sex with each other, the former being redolent of Tandri if Tandri was youhe only instance of deviating from the chosen mates I witnessed in the lewd sea was dad ejeg semen onto ?signís’s bad Hrafnir reciprog on mom’s back.

  “’t st any lohis round,” Hrafnir uttered. “I’m gonna cum.”

  I ted seven times ?signís climaxed before her spouse ied his knot in her vagiher taking a victory p or showing off, dad tinued plowing mom until she asmed for her ninth time. All four were tired, although the females saw blissful stars as sperm tio fill their uteruses. In all of my experiences with my parents, I assumed they were irely finished with each other in the y.

  “Looks like you win this time, father,” Hrafnir spoke.

  “Maybe iure you’ll prevail, although I’m certain ?signís is thrilled to have a mate that make her cum that much before he does,” dad responded. So that was what the test was actually about.

  “And then some,” ?signís replied, looking warmly into Hrafnir’s eyes and kissing him.

  “I thought I heard a couple of my favorite girlfriends nearby,” Bryngereur said enthusiastically.

  I observed Bryngereur and Hylur emerge from the wanton crowd, and my jaw hit the ground. I thought a Fenri couldn’t be more obse than full nudity, but they wore an attire that blew that notion out of the water. She wore underwear that covered most of her torso and belly and a device simir to mom’s, givihe appearance of having a penis. She wielded a leash ected to the colr on her husband, Hylur. He had a bck, cy bra and panties on his physique. His arms were handcuffed behind his back, and his mouth had a ball gag. I couldn’t fathom they would walk around in public like that for ah of time, and it must’ve been humiliating for Hylur to be in that predit, but his glisteniion protruding from the gossamer’s open-crotch design suggested otherwise.

  “I got something for you two.” Bryngereur handed mom and ?signís three items each: a colr with a leash affixed to it, an undergarment with a faux phallus attached, and a filled vial. She gri Hrafnir because he probably wore vibrant pink, effeminate underwear.

  “You think our stepfather would allow himself to be in that embarrassing situation in public?” Lárus inquired.

  “Maybe,” I answered, remembering mom proposing the idea to dad when she gave me her diary. I stared at my brother with a mischievous grin. “Perhaps you may learn something from them.”

  Lárus dismissively snorted. “Yeah, no.” A fra of my lustful side took his rea as a challenge. Mom and ?sigually were able to wear the fake cocks around their groins. To my brother’s astonishment, dad willingly allowed mom to pce the colr and leash around his neck, and Hrafnir also sented.

  “Alright, you three,” Bryngereur addressed the macho Fenri. “You agree to hand over the reins to your mates for this round.” They nodded in agreement. “What do you think, ?signís and Hlédís, shall we forbid our husbands from cumming for let's say an hour while we have our way with them?” The feminine spouses curred. “Ok, pets, you know what you must do. Your spouses will spend around the hour doing what we see fit to you. Obviously, we’re aware of each others’ tolerances and codewords if one of us is unfortable, so you don't have to worry about boundaries. Your primary and is to not cum for the duration. Brákfur, Hrafnir, that means no toug your penis. I would’ve brought more handcuffs if I was capable.”

  “You serious?” Dad asked.

  “That’s lohan my dad making his new mate iimes,” Hrafnir pined. Something about his and dad’s voices told me it art of their routine and not actual bellyag. They yipped from a swift sp on their fus from ?signís and mom, respectively, emitting precum violently.

  “Any more resistance?” Bryngereur asked. Dad, Hrafnir, and Hylur shook their heads. Hylur’s speech was muffled from the gag though it sounded affirmative. “Excellent. Now, if you three decide to be big, bad Fenri and cum prematurely, severe repercussions you will faext time at my pce. I have options.” They nodded, and Hylur’s gag distorted more of his words. Hylur’s cock exuded pre from the ignominy. “Have at them, ?signís and Hlédís.”

  “With pleasure,” the feminine Fenri replied currently, pulling their leashes toward them.

  The first seds of watg one of my fantasies bee a reality were mom and ?signís f their sexual partners on their knees. Replig the initial forepy, the pregnant Fenri ied the artificial penises into their husbands’ mouths. However, they took liberty afterward, holding dad’s and his son’s heads in pd thrust into their throats. The speed and power mirrored the virile Fenri’s. The males started to blush and tear up from having their mouths treated like a more intimate aperture.

  Bryngereur took a different approach to tease her mate. She took the fake and actual dicks into her left hand, squeezing them together while sluggishly rog her hips bad forth. The pre coated the phony phallus, making it glisten like the fleshy rod. Hylur squirmed and acted like she teased him with stimution before uniting with mom, dad, ?signís, and Hrafnir, whimpering through the obstru in his mouth.

  “Aww, does my pet need relief?” Bryngereur cooed Hylur. He nodded affirmatively. “Keep proving to me you’re such a good boy, and I promise to let you release your spunk as much as you want for awhile. However, let me unfasten this.” She removed the gag from his mouth, although she forced him to lie on the ground, getting on top of him and fag his pulsatiion and girly underwear. She pulled on the leash. “You better get your mistress’s coid wet, boy.”

  “Yes, mistress,” Hylur responded, sug on the fake sg.

  Bryngereur opened her husband’s crotchless panties slightly wider, ensuring his testicles hung out through the slit. She slowly slid her tongue up and down his length, giving several slurps on the gns, which drove him wild. The attention on his penis’s a resulted in the shaft twitg around. As she plunged her mouth into it, Bryngereur repeatedly pulled hard on the leash, f him to suck at that speed, which he whimpered approvingly. A couple of times, she would fetter his capability of receiving hair with the fake ditil he tapped her hips lightly three times, which she would slightly relent as they maintaihe 69-position.

  “That’s enough, my pet,” Bryngereur articuted, ceasing the feltio and turning to Hylur. “Has the mistress treat you well?”

  “Minus the reward, yes,” Hylur answered.

  Bryngereur grinned as she got near Hylur’s visage, kissing him. “That will e eventually. Right now, I’ll help you stand up.”

  Bryngereur got her spouse on his two legs, and I didn’t realize the back of his lingerie had a fissure also. I’ve seen instances in Lárus’s saaterials where the anus was involved, although I still grimaced a little at what she did . Her maw was in Hylur’s her crevasse, no doubt lig his orifice. She, mom, and ?signís buried their mouths between their husbands’ glutes, depositing their saliva while stroking their shafts. They were doing something else to them, I could tell, but I couldn’t dis what they did. Whatever it was, it caused the males to ch their buttoumerous times. Then, they slowly added and worked their fingers in the rectums until the sphincters stretched enough to aodate three digits each.

  The effeminate Fenri sthered their faux cocks in their partners’ pre. All but Bryngereur added a portion of the vial to the natural lubrit, and ?signís shoved Hrafnir’s panties aside. My fantasy of my ee mother fug dad came to life as she and the other females peed their mates rumps like the copious instahey were subjected to. Having another pregnant Fenri pierce her spouse in close viity was an added bonus.

  Dad, Hrafnir, and Hylur had a visceral rea to taking a phallus up the ass in one of the most likely rare moments in their lives. The tter was louder and in mony and pleasure. They were iereotypical doggystyle, and their wives gave them a taste of their own medie, fluctuating their speeds. Their penises began to throb and shoot precum at a rate simir to discharging actual sperm. Dad and Hrafnir attempted to reach down to stimute themselves. Hrafnir instantly received a sp on his panty-cd butt, immediately followed by my mom spanking his father.

  “Looks like our pets believe we aren’t tending to their dicks,” ?signís uttered. She looked at Bryngereur. “Shall we emend that?”

  “Let’s rectify it,” Bryngereur answered, flipping Hylur over.

  Mom and ?signís followed Bryngereur’s lead, rotating dad and Hrafnir over to their fronts. The trio of drooliions was easily accessible, and they enced w on them, gripping the phalluses tightly as they stroked them. I watched the three virile Fenri squirm and heard them moan from the simultaneous attacks on their rear aalia. I thought mom and the others were benevolent in giving their mates their asms, but they switched to sadistic, pausing briefly for a cool-down. Their wave had a different approach, res to oral instead of their hands. I could see mom’s exercises in the pool and elsewhere were paying off as she bent over to tease dad’s penis with her hot breaths before slurping it, with him providing some support.

  Watg the expet Fenri and Bryngereur hump their macho partners’ asses while messing with the penises and gonads and itently spanking the behinds, the embers rekindled into a fire within me. “It’s back, Lárus.”

  “Mine is too,” my sibling replied. We took those words as our sent to each other for what we were fortable with doing to each other. My brother’s slow, soothing caresses and affeate touches during the iastic throng’s dispy of passion picked up in iy to where he could potentially make me asm.

  Nourishing the fmes, I watched our parents and their circle of panions having intercourse till the females permitted their husbands to cum, and, Faer, were dad, Hrafnir, and Hylur eager to ejacute. Just a mi most of them rubbing their breasts otering rams and lig the as was suffit to make it rain jizz, c their bodies, but the eres were persistent, possibly exacerbated from the rough teasing. Hylur’s hands were liberated, and the mase members wasted no time at their round of coitus. This time was at the wives’ anuses.

  I noticed an alteration in the males’ demeanor siheir wives domihem, particurly dad and his son. They acted aggressive and feral as if a primal force possessed them, savagely breeding their mates. Dad’s and Hrafnir’s primeval side made them more primitive, almost being animalistic; all three and their partners were reduced to grunts as a form of unication. The pull oails made all three more ferocious.

  My hands were on my brenitals: one on his length and the other on his balls. He was hard and had a hefty payload inside his s. I grabbed his knot to jack him off when he made it clear that it was my turn for my premier asm, and he was determio assist me in achieving it.

  I took deep breaths to steady my nerves aement as I witnessed Lárus’s left fingers disappear within my vagina in public. My gratification rose and fell like the waves as he swirled them inside me. Gradually, the peaks amplified, and they grew along with them until they pteaued. I stared at my brother in desperation, not wanting to waste the golden opportunity of a lifetime. A fair amount of my fantasies pyed out in front of me iime from the y, making me incredibly horhan usual, and I thought this was my ce. If only I could assail the wall.

  Lárus caught my despondency, and I thought his eyes and demeanor were slightly disparate. Maintaining the established boundaries, he kissed and licked my teats while his digits worked my slit. It was arduous to stifle my moans in case a bystander was to hear and catch us. He licked each primary nipple evenly, opening his mouth over it and rapidly flig his tongue. I was eted at the boost for my buildup.

  My brother started ag like a pup, sug on my breasts as if I were a nursing mother. I writhed as he hungrily sucked eay first sets of tits. Soon, my figure went ballistic as his mouth and tongue explored my cleavage, and I perceived a rush of wetness escape my pussy and a surge of ecstasy. My tingliion from my estrus was still present, but my buildup didn’t diminish greatly, meaning there was still hope for today.

  I wanted my brother to tinue what I was doing while I stared at the y for inspiration, although he had other pns. His oral quest expao my sedary pairs of nipples. The newness of his escatio amazing and strahough it could’ve been from the initial shock. My first pair elicited a more poteion once I adjusted to each shock. That was not to say his effort was fruitless, and I begaing he wouldn’t cease until he sampled every teat of my seven obscured dyads, meaning he would be dangerously near my pussy. He got close to my pubic mound but didn’t plete his mission. Instead, he ceased, inhaling my st deeply through his nostrils.

  Lárus stared at me, and my odor had an effe him. The ge in his eyes and disposition were remi of dad and Hrafnir, though not as severe as them. I hypothesized that people with an affinity with their Direfenri blood possessed a simir, secret side uo it with specific triggers to activate it. He whined as if begging for my permission, and I surmised what it was for as he gazed at my genitals lustfully.

  “May I?” He asked.

  Before I could give my response, my twin sibling and I were disturbed by a guard, snuffing out the fme faster than I could say fuck my life. “What are you two doing? Get out of there. The building’s off-limits to the public.” We bolted out of the edifid the Red Zoh our clothes, the guard watch the y with aion and our stepdad lig semen out of mom’s asshole.

  We wandered around álfsandur until our parents arrived, and they had a thick aroma of sex. Mom acted nont about the spunk oozing out of her slit and anus in public. Lárus and I thought we were dead once we reached home as all of us walked, hiding our astonishment when we didn’t receive any chastisement from them when we arrived other than our skirmish with Aealst?nn. I was relieved and greatly pissed off about my most ret attempt at achieving my cresdo. I thought about versing with my brother about today's events after he came out of the bathroom, but I decided I could postpo to tomorrow or possibly ter, hearing him howl in a symphony of agony while sitting on his throne.