A Young Prince Comes Of Age, Chapter Two [Fm, age play]

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A wonderful week has passed, with my sword lessons with Lady Erika in the morning, academic subjects with Lady Tarja, and Miriam sharing my bed at night. There are whispers of additional Maidens being released, but it isn’t clear who it will be, or even who is in contention. The glances of the Maidens as I walk the halls of the Citadel feel much more… meaningful now. Perhaps they had always been there and I had not noticed them before… assuming they were friendly or doting. Now, any one of them could end up being a new concubine. The realization is… distracting.

Still, everything seems to be going well, with the kingdom enjoying a time of peace and prosperity. And if the Goddess is willing, I pray that it will remain that way, at least until I officially can take the throne upon reaching the age of majority. And so, with that day in mind, I studied, and I always paid attention when others talked of things I needed to know, so that I could be the best king possible. I went about my lessons as I always had during the days.

The nights, however, were a completely different story. They could not have been more different now than they were a few days ago. Miriam shares my bed at night, and though we both knew she was already pregnant with my child, we nonetheless still engaged in round after round of passionate lovemaking. And here, too, I received instruction, though since Miriam had been a virgin until the night she first came to my chambers, in a way we were both learning at the same time.

It annoys and embarrasses me how quickly I climax, despite Miriam assuring me that each spurt is a blessing to her. Finally realizing the depths to which it bothers me, Miriam offers to train my stamina. Though we still make love, the bulk of our time in bed together is spent with her stroking me with her hand. She kisses me and toys with my nipples, slowing as I approach the end, teasing and edging. These sessions generally always end in ‘failure’, but her luscious lips always lovingly lick my belly and shaft clean of the resulting mess without saying a word. And each time I last a bit longer.

This evening, before we begin our lessons, Miriam tells me she’s going to cast a spell. Despite her powers leaving her completely, she still has a wisp of mana in her own right. Not enough to call down the thunder or burn away a legion of orcs, as she could before, but a tiny spark remained. Combined with her own vast talent and knowledge, she could still manage some meager magics. The spell she cast was the same one that me sense the egg. Her egg. Our… daughter. The first of a new generation of Paladin Maidens that will guard the world from evil.

The magic is an odd sensation in my mind. It doesn’t give any real reference or sense of scale, but imagine she can’t be larger than a grain of sand. Only a week has passed, after all. Still, a surge of emotions runs through me when I view it. Her. I feel satisfaction, pride… but most of all, a deep sense of contentment. I’ve created a new life inside Miriam’s body. She is going to give birth to my child, and I couldn’t be happier about it.

Before long, we’re making love. I moan in pleasure when she takes my cock inside her pussy once more. “You’re so beautiful, Miriam,” I say again. I’ve said it a thousand times, but I mean it just as strongly as I did the first time. When her enormous breasts brush against my face, I wrap my arms around her, rubbing her smooth back as I hold her close. I kiss her breasts, all over, and rub my face against them as I sit up just a little to be better able to reach them. I long for the days when I’ll be the same height as her, or even taller, I hope. I feel so small beneath her, though she does her best to make me feel large.

“I love these, Miriam,” I say, slowly sliding my tongue over one nipple. “They’re amazing.” I kiss her nipple, circling my tongue around the tip, and then suck it into my mouth.

She gathers up my wrists, just as she has in previous nights, pinning my arms above my head, drowning me in her breasts. Her hips flex in rhythmic time, my cock striking deep inside her tight folds.

But tonight, she bends down with a conspiratorial smile. “You like this, my prince? Me holding you down, controlling you… fucking you?” The shocking obscenity was almost surreal, coming out of the normally prim and proper mouth of my former stern instructor.

“Y- yes… I love it!” I pant.

“But its wrong, isn’t it. We both know it.” A flash of fear lances through me, but she sees my expression and is quick to clarify. “I only mean… a deer does not hunt a lion. And you are a lion, even if you’re just a cub.” She kisses me again, slowly… luxuriously. But it isn’t the urgent, demanding kisses from before. Its different. Submissive.

“Go ahead, do what your body is urging you to do. Flip me over, take control. Hold me down and fuck me, my little lion.”

I realize with that she’s right. Something deep inside me is telling me that this place, pinned beneath her, isn’t where I want to be. Isn’t where I should be. Something primal is telling me to take control, to show her where my true place is. Over her. Bearing down on her.

With a growl, I break free of her grip and lift her off of me. It takes almost all the strength I have in my arms, even though she doesn’t resist. I manage to toss her down onto her back on the bed. She spreads her legs open, and gripping her thighs tightly, I move in between them. Almost immediately, I sheathe myself inside her again, and I lower myself down on top of her as I thrust, moaning at how good her pussy feels wrapped around my cock.

I growl, rutting into her with ferocity and lust. Its a whole new level of wonderfulness, but I quickly start to get overstimulated. I try the exercises we’ve been practicing… slowing my breathing, tensing lower muscles… but then she lets out the lewdest, most feminine noise of arousal I’ve ever heard her make. The vulnerable sound sends a blast of lighting down my spine, and I’m undone completely. I just instantly, helplessly, blow my load inside her depths.

Gasping for air, I lay against the busty pillow her bosom provides, cheeks red with shame. I had thought I was getting better, but being on top this time, and hearing her cry out like that… its just too much. I’m utterly unmanned. I bit my lip, trying not to be too upset, as she pets me with a loving smile.

Then, there’s a knock at the door. Miriam pauses, then gives me a wink, pulling the covers over my body before rising, naked. She pauses and spares a moment to clean my dripping seed from the insides of her thighs with the sheets before answering the door.

“It’s official,” comes the breathless greeting. My breath catches in my throat as I realize who it is. My sister, Julia. “I am the second. Mother Superior released me just a few moments ago. I came sprinting down here right away.”

“Congratulations, Princess,” Miriam returns. “I take it then that you still have your Seven Seals?”

“I do,” she confirms. “I was hoping you could undo them.”

Hidden by the blanket, I listen for nearly ten full minutes as Miriam carefully plies her skills as a mage, unravelling the magical sigils that grant a Maiden her powers. The sigils are invisible to the eye, but they are intricate and powerful, crafted and carved into their skin over many long, painful sessions during their girlhood. I’ve heard that among the other functions the sigils have, such as superhuman strength and durability, the seals also protect the Maidens from being ravaged, even if they should be defeated on the battlefield by men or monsters. Attempting intimacy with a Maiden while her seals were active, even if it were consensual, would be an excruciating and ultimately lethal experience for anyone.

I wince in sympathy, listening to Julia hiss in pain as each piece of the sigils is released, letting out a sharp gasp of relief when they are finished unraveling. Now with those gone, Julia’s powers will fade within days. But she’s a free woman as well, fully released from her vows of chastity.

“Is the prince… asleep?” Julia asks.

“Unlikely,” the older woman muses wryly. “I was just giving him a lesson.”

Julia frowns. “So late at night?”

“A lesson in lovemaking,” Miriam says mirthfully.

“Ah… my apologies,” Julia’s voice sounds sad. “I… did not mean to interrupt. I shall… return on the morrow.”

“Julia, Julia…” Miriam says, tsking. “Jealousy does not become you. You’ll have him all to yourself soon enough. I’ll be entering my Quickening… either tomorrow or the day after.”

“So soon?” she exclaims. “I thought it was only after a month!”

I know of what they speak. The Quickening is one part of how differently a former Maiden’s pregnancy progresses compared to an ordinary woman’s. I’d only learned about it in textbooks, since no new Maidens had been born since I’ve been alive. But apparently its a harsh ordeal, lasting a full week, and it causes their bodies to undergo a tremendous amount of stress. The root cause is their body’s need to pump the powerful magical energies into their growing fetus, in order to imbue it with the essences that will allow the child to one day become a new Maiden. This also causes the unborn fetus inside them to develop extremely rapidly, requiring that the mother consume large quantities of food, and sleep a great deal, leaving them bedridden and deeply uncomfortable for the duration.

However, when the week of Quickening is complete, they will have the appearance similar to a normal woman who is roughly six or seven months into her pregnancy. Despite thereafter needing to deal with heavy bellies, the remaining three months of pregnancy are said to be quite easy… at least in comparison to their Quickening. Miriam also confided in me conspiratorially one night that Maidens are rumored to be extremely horny once the process has completed. I gulp, imagining Miriam’s belly, heavy with my child, bouncing to and fro as I make love to her. The thought is strange but… shockingly appealing.

“Mmm, this is unusually early for the onset of a Quickening,” Miriam confirms, breaking me out of my fantasies. “But still, I can sense its approach already. Perhaps the Goddess feels as urgent about our need for fresh blood as we do. Regardless, there’s no reason for you to leave tonight. If he accepts us both, as I hope he will, then soon we’ll be sister-wives. I have nothing to hide from you, Princess.”

“Ah…” comes the small sound of Julia’s surprise, followed by the sound of smacking lips.

My blush deepens as I struggle to process whats going on. Julia is to be my concubine? My own sister? And I listen to the wet sounds, matched only by the rushing of blood in my ears. My heart is racing. After a moment, I cannot contain my immense curiosity, and peek over the top of the blanket to spy.

Julia’s back is to me, her blonde hair spilling down the back of her white gown. Miriam is naked, further away but facing towards me, and kissing Julia deeply, passionately. My former teacher’s gaze is full of laughter as she meets my peeping eyes. She is pressing her fingers into the flesh of my sister’s wonderfully round butt, kneading it for me to watch. The silken fabric of Julia’s white robe is supple enough to let Miriam’s fingers sink into the ample flesh so deep that they almost vanish, and Julia seems to melt into her embrace in response. My cock, soft from my shameful discharge within Miriam, is instantly hard again from the sight. I’ve never seen two women like this before, and it is without a doubt the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen in my life.

Julia finally pulls away at length, giving a small chuckle. “Wow. I’ll admit, I have dreamed of doing that many times, when I was a young girl. Perhaps not as often as I had dreams of my brother, but… often. Childhood was just temptation after temptation. Its a wonder I managed to maintain my vows as a Maiden at all.”

“Speaking of our young prince,” she says, taking Julia by the shoulders and turning her to me, still half hidden in the blankets. “I’m sure he is eager to show off the talents we’ve been practicing to you.”

Julia stands still, her eyes misty as she looks at me. There’s a long silence, and both of us swallow with difficulty. “Hello brother,” she finally manages, nearly overwhelmed with emotion. “I’ve… forsaken my vows for you.”

I feel flustered and nervous, but I take a deep breath and gather my resolve. I am a lion, or so Miriam has told me, and lions do not hide beneath their blankets when confronted with a situation they do not expect. I lower the blankets, still keeping my lower half covered, and look at my sister.

I love her, there is no question about that. I love her possibly more than anyone else in the world. She’s ten years older than me, and she’s always looked out for me for as long as I’ve been alive. The death of our family to assassins, and growing up without any real parents was difficult, but even despite the intensity of her duties as a Paladin Maiden, she always found time to be there for me when I needed her. That meant more to me than I could ever say.

But… for her to be my concubine? She is incredibly beautiful, with her long blonde hair, fair skin, and large bust… not quite as big as Miriam’s, but the robe she is wearing leaves no doubt that she is no slouch in that area either. My cock throbs just to look at her, and I want so badly to bed her… but she is my sister. We can’t. Can we?

“Julia, I….” Despite trying to be confident, I can’t keep my nervousness from showing. “I love you very much. But… incest is wrong. It’s against the law in the kingdom.” I look from her to Miriam, confusion and uncertainty written all over my face. With a shock, I realize that in my heart, a better part of me is hoping she might contradict me, might know of some way around the fact I just spoke of.

Julia’s smile collapses, her lips parting in silent shock. Miriam behind her looks at me sharply. “Have you forgotten your lessons already, prince?” she reprimands. “New Paladin Maidens are only born from cross the seed of a royal male with the egg of a former Maiden. Who do you think is my father? Hrm?” Her voice is cross. “It was your grandfather. We Maidens rarely discuss parentage, except for when it involves the Queen Mother and her children who will be acknowledged.”

I’m quaking, unsure of what to do to fix the problem I’ve created, but Miriam barrels on. “Incest is frowned upon for the commoners because it leads to stunted growth and twisted minds. And for them, it does. But every Maiden is born under the watchful eye of the Goddess, and suffer no such issues. And we are grateful for that, because we can be born no other way. We are all, in a very real sense, a product of incest, yourself as well. It has worked for thousands of years.”

Julia is looking at the ground, tears in her eyes. “Its… its fine, Miriam. I’ve tended to him since he was a tiny child. Its only natural that he cannot think of me in… in that way. As a woman. I was foolish to think otherwise.” She gives me a regretful look. “I’ll ask Mother Superior to reinstate my vows. Perhaps Erika can take my place…”

When I see Julia’s anguish, my first instinct is to go to her. And so I do. I hop out of bed quickly, my modesty forgotten in my concern for my sister as I hurry over to her, totally nude. “Julia, wait,” I say. I take her cheeks between my hands and look into her eyes. “I didn’t mean to sound as though I didn’t want you. That isn’t it at all. I… well, I only remembered what I’d been taught about the law, and the reasons incest is banned in the kingdom.”

I turn to Miriam and smile. “But… apparently Miriam and I are related by blood, and I have already made a child with her,” I continue. “And she is right, the Goddess does watch over us. And so…. I couldn’t be happier that you have come to me, Julia.” I press my lips to hers in a quick but intense kiss, hoping to show the love and affection I feel for her. “If you allow it, I would wish for you to be my concubine.”

Having reaffirmed the way I feel about my sister in my heart, I wonder if I should go further. But seeing the hurt on her face makes me push past any trepidation I might have. I want nothing more than to make her feel better. “And… Julia,” I continue. “I love you of course, as I’ve said. You’re the greatest sister anyone could ask for. But…. I… I do also think of you… that way. You’re a fantastically beautiful woman, and, well….” I trail off and look down toward my cock, drawing her eyes to it with mine, letting her see how hard I am, how excited and aroused she’s made me. It twitches as I see her eyes on it, the tip oozing a fresh bead of precum.

Relief visibly floods Julia as she looks back up, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Silly boy,” she whispers, without any heat behind it. “I’m… glad you think of me that way. In truth, I have thought of you that way for… much longer than I should have. To finally be able to act on it without restraint is a dream come true.”

The relief on Julia’s face makes me break into a huge smile when I see it. The last thing I ever want to do is hurt her, and I’m glad that what I said to her has assuaged her fears. I’m touched by the clear affection and love she feels for me.

She reaches forward, almost touching my throbbing shaft, but not crossing the final gap. “Does it… hurt? It looks painful,” she says. “I’ve only ever seen them in books.”

Her question touches me in a different way entirely. My cock twitches again with arousal, and I chuckle softly in answer to her question. “No, it doesn’t hurt, Julia,” I say. “It feels good, actually. It… makes me want more.” I suppose I am making some small amount of progress. A few days ago, even such a simple admission would have been impossible. As it is now, I only blush a little when I speak.

Miriam goes behind me, ruffling my hair. “I imagine he’s about ready to pop, given the show we gave him.”

Julia blushes deeply and hesitates for a brief moment, but quickly returns her gaze to me. “Well then, I suspect we should give the poor boy some relief before things begin in earnest. So, where would you like to deliver the very first royal load I’m to receive?” she asks with a grin. “My breasts? My face? My mouth?”

My own blush deepens considerably. “Face…? Mouth…?” I stammer. I didn’t even know those were possibilities. The first, I’d done with Miriam. I’d covered her breasts in my seed a few times during the lessons in stamina she’d been giving me. But never her face or her mouth. I struggle to answer, my mind racing, imagining strings of white seed spurting onto her beautiful face.

She stifles her laughter, covering her mouth. “Ah. too much? I just know from my own readings that, umm… well, sometimes, a man will… ahem.” Her courage stalls out. “Perhaps I’m getting a bit to advanced for you. We can work up to it.”

In the terribly awkward silence that follows, I decide to take the moment to ask for something else that I want. “Julia…. Will you take off your robe?” I say. “I want to see your body.”

“Ah. Of course.” She pushes me gently, playfully, to sit back on the bed, giving me one of her signature coy lip bites. “Thank you. Its nice and all to hear you say you find me attractive, but that kind of proactive, unprompted request makes it all the more real. Yes, brother… I’d love to show you my naked body.”

She takes her time undressing for me, unsnapping the gown from up behind her neck, letting the straps fall free, until only the friction of the fabric against her skin keeps her breasts hidden from my view. She dances, holding her hands above her head and wiggling her hips. Miriam slides up next to me, enjoying the show too. The former mage can be mirthful at times, but she doesn’t have the playful energy or the candor to do something this bold.

With her back to me, Julia lets the dress fall to her waist, exposing the long expanse of pale, flawless flesh of her back. The slow swagger of her hips as she reverses up to me, letting her wonderfully ample rear bound back and forth in my view, so close its nearly brushing my cock. She straightens back up, looking over her shoulder with a shy grin, lowering the gown a few more inches.

This goes on for some time, slowly, achingly slowly, revealing her bountiful form. First, the cleft of her tush cheeks peeks out from the descending hem of the dress, waggled in front of me, then the fabric goes back up. Next time, she brings it down, half the cheeks are exposed, the soft orbs of flesh most enticing. Finally, the dress is pooled around her ankles, her naked back half fully exposed to my eyes. She’s completely hairless, and I spot a rivulet of arousal dripping down her inner thighs.

“Do you like what you see, brother?” she asks, coyness and nervousness mixing in equal parts in the question.

She’s even more beautiful than I imagined. I thought I was in heaven with one beautiful woman in my bed… having two is almost more than I can handle. For a moment, I wonder how I got so lucky. I must truly be blessed by the Goddess.

This could stop right now and I would be more than content with Miriam and Julia…. but from what Miriam has said, there will be more former Paladin Maidens sharing my bed soon. Maybe a lot more. The thought is both terribly scary and intensely exciting to me.

Still, I can worry about that later. For now, I focus on Julia. My cock twitches at the sight of her naked body. Her breasts might not be quite as big as Miriam’s, but they’re absolutely perfect in my eyes, pale and smooth and round. I look down between her legs, and my cock twitches again. That sight arouses me so much that I even give a little moan.

“I love what I see, sister,” I say in response to her question. “Your beauty rivals the Goddess’.”

She swats me playfully. “No blasphemy here. Although I appreciate the sentiment.”

I stand up and embrace her. Since we’re both naked now, this hug feels very different from the one we shared a moment ago. My bare skin presses against hers, and I moan when I feel how soft and smooth she is. My cock twitches against her belly, smearing some sticky precum against her, providing more evidence of my arousal.

I almost ask for permission to touch her, but then I remember what Miriam told me on our first night together. I don’t need to ask for permission with my concubines… and that’s what Julia is now. So I step back a little and take her breasts in my hands, caressing them for a moment before I lift them just a little. I bury my face in her chest, rubbing my cheeks against her breasts, and I kiss them all over. My attentions aren’t skilled or practiced, but are full of passion and enthusiasm. I look up at my sister’s beautiful face as I lick one perfect nipple slowly, then take it in my mouth and suck gently.

She wraps her arms around my head, pressing me further into her bosom. A low groan of appreciation escapes her throat as I suckle from her breasts. “There’s no milk yet,” she teases me, looking down and pressing them together, guiding both of her pointed and stiffened pink nubs into my mouth at the same time.

“Milk?” I’m confused.

“After our Quickening, a Maiden begins to lactate, in order to be ready for when the child is born.”

“L- lactate?” I ask, now even more confused.

“Ah, did we not cover that?” Miriam says, falling into her old teaching role easily. “It means our breasts begin to produce milk, so we can provide for and feed our daughters.”

I gape. “L- like a cow?”

Miriam’s nose twitches with offense. “Prince,” comes the single stern word.

“S- sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean… Its just… that’s really surprising. And amazing.” I look between them awkwardly. “I didn’t mean… you two were like… cows…”

The sight of my cheeks, red as tomatos, eases them both into forgiving laughter.

“Anyway, my prince, the point is that the lactation begins before the child is born. Without proper care, the milk can build up and cause pressure, to the point of being quite painful.” Julia remains silent, stroking my hair appreciatively as I lavish attention on both nipples with my tongue, her voice escaping in a soft gasp when I hit a particularly sensitive angle.

“Naturally, the Healing Maidens have various non-sensual ways to relieve this pressure,” Miriam continues, “but its not uncommon for the one who sowed his seed in us to tend to this task, should he so choose. I’ve heard that the milk of a Maiden is quite delicious…”

Julia rises, finally parting her bosom from my attentions. “I can’t wait until you’re helping me practice how to nurse our child, brother.” As she steps back, the heated and throbbing press of my eager erection against her leg is finally unsquished. She looks down at the glistening string that dangles between my shaft and the ample glob of precum on her leg, which elicits a giggle. “So potent, so virile. The Goddess really has blessed us…”

I give a grunt of lust, and my cock responds to the praise, twitching again. I take the initiative, standing and returning my face to her breasts, redoubling my attention to them. I kiss, lick, and suck them, my passion leaving absolutely no doubt about how much I desire her. And knowing that this isn’t just any woman, but my own beautiful sister, only entices me even more.

Finally, I pull back and look into her lovely blue eyes. “Julia, I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of these,” I say, reaching out to give her nipple a soft pinch. “And even though it sounds… incredibly embarrassing… if it would make you happy, I would love to help you learn how to nurse.” I turn to Miriam and reach out to caress her larger breasts. “And that goes for you too, Miriam,” I say. A thought strikes me as I hold one of her massive breasts in my hand. “Will these get bigger after your quickening?” It’s hard for me to imagine, but I’ve heard it happens to women in late pregnancy.

Miriam sighs. “Indeed, they will. I’ve always considered them something of a curse, though given the lust they seem to inspire in you, my prince, I’m reconsidering that.”

My former teacher leans down in close, her eyes serious. “Go ahead, be bold, my lion. Tell her what you want,” she whispers.

I lock eyes with Miriam for a moment before I turn back to Julia. “I would… umm… I would like to spill my seed on your face, sister,” I say. The sparkle in her eyes makes me giddy.

Miriam grins as well. “Here, put your hands on either side of her breasts, and slide it into the cleft, here.

But Julia intervenes. “I don’t mind coaxing him,” she says, her breath catching.

The mage gives a small frown. “I’ve been working with the prince on developing his more dominant side, so I think it would be better if…”

“No,” Julia says emphatically. “Sorry, Miriam. I’ve been dreaming of doing this for him for for too long. Your lessons can wait.”

Julia kneels in front of me, wrapping both ample orbs around my shaft. I feel a flash of nervousness when she reaches for my cock. It’s not as long or as thick as I’d like, and I don’t know how she’ll react. Miriam has convinced me that she loves it, but this is the first time my sister has seen it, touched it. What if she’s disappointed?

It doesn’t take long for her to banish my doubts. Seeing the look on her face as she looks up at me, the incredible love and affection in her eyes, reassures me. This is my sister, she loves me and accepts me for who I am. Secure in that knowledge, I can relax and accept the pleasure she’s giving me.

With all the saliva from my attention to her bosom flesh, plus the ample precum dribbling down the shaft in large globs, there’s as much lubricant as could be desired. She presses her breasts together tightly, creating a pressure comparable to Miriam’s virginal channel in terms of pleasant friction.

Her eyes gaze into my soul, every motion of hers oozing love and adoration. Her skin is covered in sweat, running down her brow and trickling over her heavy breasts. She begins to rapidly stroke my shaft with her breasts, starting fast and only getting more intense.

The pleasure is immense. Her breasts wrap around my cock, and I moan loudly from how good it feels. My cock twitches with arousal and another bead of precum leaks onto her skin, adding to the considerable lubrication that’s already there. “Oh, sister….” I moan, my face contorting in absolute bliss. I know I must be returning the look she’s giving me, love and pleasure at once, together.

I’m not sure what kind of facial expressions I’m making, but they’re like a drug to Julia, and she basks in the pleasure she’s giving me. “Go ahead prince. I want you to release your thick semen. Give it to me…” She closes her eyes as she senses me already approaching the end of my rope, opening her mouth and sinking a bit lower to be ready to catch the load. “My face, my mouth, my breasts… I want it everywhere…”

When she lewdly describes how and where she wants my climax, I lose all control. A powerful spurt of semen flies forth from my cock, hitting Julia in the face. A couple more follow, coating her cheeks, lips, and tongue. I pull back slightly, letting the rest of my seed spill over her breasts, still a considerable amount.

When my climax has passed, I stand still for a moment, catching my breath. I reach down and run one hand through Julia’s blonde hair affectionately. “I love you, sister,” I say. “I can’t wait to put a baby in your belly.”

Miriam kneels down beside Julia, raising an eyebrow. “Such volume,” she mutters, sounding impressed. “Your virility seems to only increase as you learn.”

She begins low, lapping her tongue against Julia’s bosom in long, easy strokes. Each lick of her tongue gathers up more of my seed, slowly making Julia clean. My sister uses her fingers to wipe at her eyes, long strands of semen still clinging to her long eyelashes carried away. With her vision restored, she sends a loving wink in my direction. Her face is dripping with creamy globs, dripping in heavy rivulets, leaving her looking like a glazed desert made by a too eager chef.

Miriam’s ministrations make their way up Julia’s neck and cheeks, the mage’s cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk with too many nuts. Reaching her limit, she kisses Julia sensually, and I watch Miriam’s cheeks deflate as Julia accepts the burden. I stare as Julia swishes the gathered seed around in her mouth, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she savors it, basking in the taste.

Miriam is back to work, cleaning Julia’s cheeks and forehead, nearly reaching her capacity once more as slurps up the final dribbles from along Julia’s brow. Julia’s been struggling a bit with hers, with white drips escaping the corners of her mouth, so they kiss again, cleaning one another’s messy lips, swapping spit and seed once more.

Together, the women lean up to me, shoulder to shoulder. They close their eyes and open their mouths, displaying the bounty I gifted them with. An ample pools of white cream rests in both of their mouths, only just barely contained by their protruding lips. The lewd scent of semen and their dripping arousal fills the room. Their tongues work, gliding around in the frothy soup, as they relish the gifts that Julia’s worship of my cock produced.

Finally, after an eternity, the women swallow. Twice, three times, four, five, six. Finally, they managed to get it all down, with Julia struggling a bit more than Miriam. They present their empty mouths to me for inspection.

I struggle to swallow, cotton mouthed and lightheaded. “That was… the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life,” I confess honestly.

“Good,” Julia breathes, her lidded eyes give smokey promises of a night still young. “We who were once warriors aren’t always the most confident in our charms as women. But your reaction has washed away my fears.”

Julia slinks up and presses her bosom against my smooth chest, pressing her lips to my ear and positively purring.

“Now… are you ready to make me a mother?”

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