He’s much stronger than me—not that I give much resistance as he places me on my knees beside FJ’s body, positioning me perfectly to take his brother in my mouth.
I lower my mouth over his dick and go to work, only pausing to gasp when Olafr shoves into me from behind. I can tell the sight of me sucking his brother off is affecting him by the way he immediately begins slamming into me with sloppy thrusts. Also by the heavily Loveshopped images of me going down on FJ that start flooding into my head.
But eventually his wolf gets the wheel back. The porn download comes to a stop as he kisses the tattoo on the back of my shoulder. Then his hand finds the back of my neck and begins guiding it up and down on FJ’s dick. This is a game Olafr has begun playing lately. Handling me in ways he knows will drive FJ crazy—revenge for all the Alaska lessons FJ forced him to endure.
It works. FJ’s face twists in erotic agony as he says, “By the gods, Varra, have I love for your mouth. I will treasure always the feel of you giving me such succor.”
With that, he releases. His morning cum so plentiful, I can’t swallow it fast enough. It spills out of my mouth and on to his rock hard abs.
You know, I think to myself, it’s totally not fair that Olafr gets to have all the teasing fun. With a wicked glance over my shoulder, I scoop some of the missed cum up and rub the warm mess on my pussy, just the way FJ taught me to a few days ago, when he fucked me reverse cowgirl on his lap while Olafr watched.
“Oh, God, I love the taste of you and how hot your cum feels on my pussy,” I say over the threeway, 360 degrees less awkward than I used to be. At least with them. “I am going to come so hard on Olafr’s dick.”
And…cue the return of Olafr’s human. His thrusts become unhinged as he fucks me hard from behind. A series of erotic pictures erupt over the mind link, and that’s it for me, too. He swells and we come together, exploding like fireworks at the same time.
However, even as another hot load of cum streams into me, I’m vaguely aware of FJ becoming hard again inside my mouth. Even larger this time, as he watches me come all over his brother’s dick while Olafr shudders everything he has into my pussy.
And I guess Olafr isn’t totally merciless. As soon as he’s done, he picks me up and puts me on top of FJ, pushing my soaked pussy onto his dick.
FJ can be a total marathoner in bed. Especially when he wakes me up late at night and makes slow, careful love to me with the threeway on mute so as not to wake Olafr.
But this time, neither of us lasts long, five desperate thrusts and both our wolves unleash, biting into each other’s shoulders as our hips continue fucking each other with minds of their own.#p#分页标题#e#
The second time I come even harder, giving FJ everything I have to give until I collapse across his chest in a heap of liquid skin and bones.
“Varra…” Olafr’s voice says into my head. “You must turn around now.”
This is the problem with the whole back and forth game FJ and Olafr have going. No sooner do I get one of them off than the other one’s all turned on and ready to go.
But there’s no way I can go again so soon after the intensity of that last orgasm.
“Give me a minute…” I say to Olafr, reaching out to give his newly re-hardened length a few apologetic strokes, a promise of things to come once my brain reforms.
Olafr mindlessly pushes his dick into my half open hand a couple of times—but then takes hold of my wrist to stop me.
“No, Varra, you make me forget myself. I mean you must turn around, not for my unending lust for you. But because there is now a giantess inside your TV. She is staring.”
My forehead bunches and my head whips around to find…yep, sure enough.
Iggle’s on my screen. Big as life and with her mouth hanging wide open.
“Hi,” she says, her voice weak.
“What the hell, Iggle?” I demand, jumping off of FJ and scrambling toward the robe on the back of the bathroom door.
But of course FJ and Olafr continue staring at her, fascinated by her sudden appearance.
And she stares right back at the two naked Vikings in my bed.
“Hi,” she says again, like a shock victim.
“Hi,” they both say in unison. Olafr with a lopsided smile, FJ with a curious one.
“I have heard tale of giants but never before have one I seen,” FJ says. With true wonder in his eyes, he gets up from the bed and goes to get a closer look at the TV, like a curious archaeologist. “For what reason have you been imprisoned inside our she-wolf’s TV, Female Giant?” he asks Iggle. “What crime would make such magic necessary?”