The World Is Mine For The Taking

Frey's POV

It had been hours since that unforgettable dinner incident, and I was still masturbating relentlessly. My vagina ached with an intense need that demanded attention. I had rubbed it to the point of being raw and red, but the throbbing ache refused to subside.

It was all because of that scene. Yes, the scene where the Queen and the Princess were riding that man, their hips undulating as they took his dick deep into their pussies. The sight of their naked bodies, glistening with sweat, moving in rhythm with his thrusts, was burned into my mind. I couldn't shake it, and I didn't want to.

I replayed every detail in my head, from the way their moans filled the room to the look of sheer ecstasy on their faces as they rode him harder and harder. The memory fueled my desire, my fingers working frantically to mimic the pleasure I had witnessed.

My own moans filled the room, but no matter how desperately I rubbed, no matter how soaked my fingers became with my own cum, the aching wouldn't stop.

My body craved the same release I had seen them experience, the intense orgasm that left them quivering and spent. But no matter how hard I tried, no matter how vividly I imagined being in their place, it wasn't enough. The ache between my legs persisted, demanding more than I could give.

At some point, I couldn't take it anymore and sat up from my bed, leaving my room. I made my way to where Verra and Serra were. When I opened their door, the sight before me was electrifying—they were scissoring each other, lost in a sea of ecstasy.

"Aaahn, nnn... Aaah... Ahhhh, V-Verraa~"

"S-Serra, aaaah, it feels so good~!"

The room was filled with the sound of their moans, mingling with the wet, rhythmic slaps of their bodies grinding together. They had been at it ever since the dinner, still entwined in a heated embrace. Verra and Serra's naked bodies glistened with sweat, their skin flushed with arousal.

They gazed deeply into each other's eyes, moving in perfect sync as they rubbed their pussies together, generating friction that drove them wild with pleasure.

Verra was clearly the one in control, her hips moving with a deliberate, dominant rhythm. Serra, on the other hand, was lost in the sensation, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each thrust.

They were so focused that they didn't seem to notice I had opened the door.

"Aaah, cumming again~!"

"M-Me too~!"

They ground their crotches together more forcefully and intensely, their bodies moving with frantic urgency. The room was filled with the sounds of their wet, eager grinding, their moans reaching a fever pitch. The tension in the air was palpable, their shared ecstasy radiating outward.

And then, after a while...

"Hnnnn...~!!!"

"Hmmmnnnngggggg~!!!"

They came simultaneously, their bodies convulsing in ecstasy. Squirt flew out of their pussies, adding to the wetness already coating their thighs and the sheets beneath them.

They gasped and moaned softly as their intense orgasms ebbed away, their eyes locked in a heated gaze before their lips met in a passionate kiss.

Their bodies pressed together, grinding and seeking more sensation.

I'd finally had enough and rapped firmly on their door.

Both turned abruptly towards the sound.

"How long do you plan to keep this up?" I demanded. "You've been at it since dinner."

"Oh, were we loud?" Verra asked innocently. "It's just... we can't seem to stop after that scene."

"We were trying to feel what the Queen and the Princess must have felt in that moment, to make those kinds of faces. But even after all this time, we haven't gotten there," Serra confessed.

"That just means you two having sex isn't cutting it," I replied.

Did that mean what the Queen had said was true? Were we just fooling ourselves? Now that I felt it firsthand, I had to admit she was right. This was just a temporary release for the sexual tension that had built up over years.

"We thought..." Serra's voice trailed off with a small whimper. "I want to experience what Their Majesties felt. Maybe it's because we haven't tried it with a dick."

"But we're not interested in males," Verra interjected firmly. "They've been our enemies for ages."

I understood their reasoning well. Even with my own voracious sexual appetite, the idea of a man touching me was out of the question.

But I found myself teetering on the edge of desire, almost there. I craved him. The Queen hailed him as our savior. Did that mean I had to have him too? Was that reason enough? Was it justified?

"Their Majesties and the man are still going at it in Her Majesty the Princess's room," I disclosed to them. "Do you two want to join me and sneak a peek?"

If having sex with him was off-limits, then voyeuristically watching and pleasuring myself to him with Their Majesties would have to do.

They exchanged glances, hesitation flickering, before nodding in agreement. With that settled, we quietly made our way towards Yggdrasil.

***

Yggdrasil was eerily silent, save for the echoing moans of Their Majesties, filling the air with a tantalizing heat. As we approached, the sight of the guards caught my eye. Their faces were flushed, a deep red betraying their arousal. They stood at attention, trying to maintain their professionalism, but the erotic sounds coming from inside made it nearly impossible.

The image of two revered women fucking a man was too much for them. They squirmed, rubbing their thighs together in a desperate attempt to soothe the growing ache between their legs. I could see the raw need in their eyes and felt it mirrored in myself. I understood their struggle—I was just as affected.

"Good job, everyone," I commended the guards.

They nodded, though it did little to alleviate their evident arousal.

We ascended the stairs to Yggdrasil and entered without hesitation, making our way directly to Her Majesty's room where the action was unfolding.

The room resounded with passionate moans, growing louder as we approached. A faint light spilled out from under the door, which was unlocked, inviting us to sneak a peek inside.

The three of us peeked inside, and there they were.

"Aaaaaah, ah, ahhh, ahhh, yes, Leon, ahhh~!"

"Aaaahn, aaah! Yes, Leon. Fuck her like that. Impregnate my daughter! Aaahn, aah! Aaaah!"

The scene inside was beyond anything I had witnessed before. The Queen stood behind the Princess, vigorously thrusting her hips against hers, while the man was beneath the Princess, his meat rod penetrating her meat hole.

I gasped at the scene. Verra and Serra did too. Our eyes were fixed on the spectacle, so intense that my vision seemed to blur, and my breathing grew loud, fearing they might hear.

"Aaah, aannn, aaa..." I heard a low moan beside me. Serra had started to masturbate.

"Nnn... ahnn, aaah..." Verra was doing the same.

My hand instinctively moved down under my sleeping dress, finding my pussy soaking wet and throbbing. There was no underwear to impede my touch. Simultaneously, my other hand reached up to my breasts, teasing and squeezing, all while my eyes remained fixated on the erotic scene unfolding before us.

After a while, Verra and Serra kissed passionately, their tongues intertwining before they shifted into a sixty-nine position. They eagerly licked and sucked each other's soaking wet pussies. I joined them soon after. The three of us formed a triangle, our heads nestled between each other's thighs, tongues swirling over each other's sensitive pussies.

The room was filled with the sounds of our moans and the wet, slurping noises of our tongues exploring each other's pussies. Verra's tongue danced over Serra's clit, making her gasp and moan louder. Meanwhile, I savored the taste of Verra's juices, feeling her hips buck as I flicked my tongue across her sensitive spots. Our bodies writhed in pleasure, the air thick with the scent of sex.

I felt Serra's fingers gently caress my thighs.

"NnnnnNnnNnnnn... Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~!!!"

"MnnnnnnnnNnnNnnnn~!!!'

"HnngggggggnnNNnNnn~...! HnnggggNnnnn...!!!"

After a while, we all came simultaneously. It felt incredible, but it wasn't enough. Not nearly enough. We craved more.

Then, we noticed that the moans from inside had stopped. Soon after, a door opened.

"Oh? What a sight to see," a man's voice exclaimed. We all turned towards the source of the sound.

There he stood in the doorway, completely nude. His dick, still carrying the lingering aroma of sex—sweet and tangy—stood proudly erect.

Our eyes fixated on that sight. The tool that had entered our Queen. The shaft that had conquered our Princess.

The man glanced down at what had captivated our attention. A smile played on his lips before he turned his gaze back to the room.

"Well, I'm still ready to go, and since Artemis and Solaris are currently knocked out, I could use some assistance. If that's okay with the three of you."

He extended the invitation to us. I couldn't hold back any longer.

I got onto my knees, took hold of his dick. And tasted it.