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hathor_girl) wrote2011-10-08 04:28 pm
hathor_girl) wrote2011-10-08 04:28 pm
Fic, New Hosts, NC-17, Rosha/Jolinar/Martouf/Lantash, 23/24
Chapter 23: Wedding Night
Warning: Unsurprising, this chapter has sex
Rosha POV.
Our friends arrive and laughing and joking they take us to Martouf and Lantash. Some of them making various rather naughty comments, and I would be blushing if I were the one in control. Jolinar seems to enjoy their joking.
They give us a gentle push into the room and leave, returning to the mess hall to continue partying. The Tok'ra that have been keeping Martouf and Lantash company leave as well. We are alone - the four of us.
Martouf and Lantash are sitting on the bed, smiling shyly at us. I suspect it is Martouf in control. They are no longer wearing their wedding clothes, but have changed to nightwear – loose-fitting black trousers and a blue shirt. Several boxes are standing in the corner, containing their clothing and some other stuff of theirs which has been moved in here.
I blush deeply as I look at them, and tell Jolinar to take control, which she does.
Jolinar goes to the bed, swaying suggestively with her hips as she saunters to Martouf, leaning in and giving him a kiss. He returns it, and Jolinar deepens it immediately, pushing him down on the bed. He gasps.
Jolinar asks if I want control and I tell her no. She makes sure I am okay with this, then focuses completely on Martouf and Lantash... our mates.
She kicks off our shoes, then pulls off the veil, throwing it somewhere behind us. She unbuttons the top of our dress, then take that off as well. We are now wearing only the bottom skirt, and our underwear. I feel a wave of shyness, but Jolinar is in control which I am happy for.
Martouf looks up at us, swallowing as he obviously admires our semi-naked form. He just gazes at us for a little while, looking on as Jolinar takes off the brasserie we are wearing. Then, when my breasts are free, he reaches up to fondle them. It feels wonderful, his warm hands sliding gently over my skin... our skin. Jolinar gasps as he caress our nipples, then pinch them softly.
Jolinar lifts up our dress a little - the long slits on the sides helping - and straddles him. She rubs against him through the material of our panties and his pyjama pants. He gasps, and I feel the bulge there grow rapidly.
His hands slide down to the top of our skirt, and he tries to get it open. He fumbles with the clasp, and Jolinar helps him. She raise herself a little and pull the skirt down, sliding it off.
Martouf POV.
Rosha and Jolinar are rubbing themselves against my erection, wearing only panties. They look beyond beautiful, and I never imagined it was possible to want anything as badly as I want to mate with them right now. My shaft is so hard it hurts, and if they keep rubbing against me like this, I fear I will spill in my pants. I am certain I would have already done so, had not Lantash helped me control myself some. Not that he is exactly calm - his thoughts are intensely erotic and he wants to ride them to completion as much as I do.
My hands are shaking from the intense feelings and desire I am feeling, as I grab hold of our mates's underwear and pull at it. Jolinar willingly let me take it off her, and she is naked. Unable not to, I stare at her crotch - which is hairless, apparently Jolinar likes it that way. I slide my hands down her body, from her shoulders, over her breasts, fondling them briefly, then down over her stomach.
I grab her butt with one hand, massaging the firm muscles, covered by soft skin. My other hand glide down between her legs, drawn there against my power to stop myself. Jolinar makes a small sound as I carefully slide a finger between those lower lips. The skin is incredibly soft, and she is wet. I know from the stories, and from Lantash, that this is a very good sign.
Jolinar smiles at me, and leans down to kiss me, passionately. I return the kiss as well as I can. I feel light-headed, and when she presses her breasts against me, I almost lose control. I embrace her tightly, and manages to roll us over, pinning her under me as I begin to touch her all over.
She pull at my sleepwear, getting her hands under my shirt. Her hands on my skin feels heavenly, and I shudder at the sensation as she runs her nails lightly over my chest. I quickly pull of my shirt, then begin to shrug out of the pants. Soon we are both naked.
I can't think clearly! I want... need to be inside her! I use my knee to spread her legs and push against her opening, trying to achieve my goal as quickly as possible. I use a hand to spread her labia, but then Jolinar grabs my hand and the other, and suddenly rolls us over.
I lie on my back, Jolinar smirking down at me.
"Sorry, sweetie. Soon, I promise you. Soon."
I groan, frustrated. Jolinar begins to kiss my chest, licking me and sucking at my nipples. Lantash moan inside my head, and I moan out loud. She scatters kisses and licks down over my stomach, while she use her hands to caress me as well. She kneels between my legs, smiling up at me with a naughty expression. I swallow, unable to believe as she kisses my manhood at the tip.
"Jolinar..." I gasp. My shaft is harder than it has ever been before, and the gentle caress of her lips both pleasures and teases - and increases the painful pressure. "I need... more. Please..." I beg.
"I promise, but you must give a girl a chance to get accustomed with the body of her new mate. The oh, so delicious body..." She kiss my shaft again, this time wrapping her lips around it and taking me some way into her mouth.
Unable to control myself, I thrust upwards, groaning. "Jolinar!"
Jolinar giggles, then puts her hands on my hips and push me down. "Naughty..." She slowly slides a little down, then up again, then next time she takes more in, then yet more. I feel as if I will die from the pleasure - but I am also rapidly reaching a point where I will not be able to stop from spilling my seed, even with the help of Lantash.
I give him control, hoping he will be able to do better. ~I doubt it, dear one. Jolinar...~ He groans loudly. ~Is very... skilled!~ "Beloved... stop teasing us. We cannot wait any longer..." He tells her. "I know you don't want us to come this way the first time..."
Jolinar gives our shaft another lick, then sits up on her haunches. She slowly licks her lips, and Lantash moans, closing his eyes briefly as he tries to calm us.
"Lantash... my heart. I want you as well, so does Rosha. She is nervous, though. Your new host is... ah, rather more well-endowed that anyone I have ever been with. And Rosha is a virgin, just as Martouf is."
"Then I shall make sure you are ready..." Lantash says, grabbing Jolinar and flipping us over again, so we are on top.
He does his very best to control our bodies reactions, and make sure Rosha is as ready as is possible. He crawls down between her legs and spreads her labia, then begins to lick and suck, using our fingers as well. Lantash is very skilled, and Jolinar is soon moaning and moving around constantly, pushing herself against us.
Rosha POV.
Lantash is incredibly good at what he is doing! I felt ashamed at first, but the pleasure is much too intense for me to care about that anymore. I just want him to continue what he is doing. I had never imagined anything could feel like this, none of my friends ever hinted that women could expect anything like this from mating. They all said it hurt - more or less depending on how patient the man was, which he usually wasn't. Obviously, it does not have to be like that.
I am still afraid - their manhood does not look like it can possibly fit, regardless of what Jolinar thinks. Though, right now there is a very large part of me that very much wants to find out.
Martouf POV.
Lantash continues what he is doing for some time longer, then Jolinar suddenly cries out and bucks upwards. I realise she is having an orgasm. Lantash does not wait for her to come down from the high, but instead moves quickly, spreading her and pushing our aching shaft inside, thrusting hard.
Jolinar makes a small yelp, and Lantash holds still, using all his willpower.
~Do not worry - Jolinar will have blocked the pain from Rosha, she is very wet and very aroused, and in the midst of the pleasure from her release, it will not be bad,~ Lantash tells me.
I feel relieved, and soon Jolinar proves that Lantash is correct. She pushes up against us, clearly indicating she wants to continue the mating.
Lantash pulls back a little, then thrusts back into her. He is moving slowly, going a little deeper each time, thrusting a little harder. Jolinar is moving under us, following Lantash's speed and rhythm.
Soon nothing exists for me, except the feeling of Rosha and Jolinar, as they envelop my shaft with their soft, incredibly tight wetness. Lantash is pounding into them now, close to the end of his control.
Jolinar has a an expression of ecstasy on her face. She has wrapped her legs around us and is pulling us down hard in time with our thrusts.
Lantash cries out as he rams into her one more time, and the most powerful orgasm I have ever experienced hits us. I almost black out and it is several moments before I can begin to think again. I vaguely sense an added squeezing of our shaft, realising it is Jolinar coming, her pussy tightening around my cock.
Some time later, we have recovered enough for Lantash to lift us off Jolinar and roll over on the side, pulling her to us. All of us are asleep almost immediately.
Warning: Unsurprising, this chapter has sex
Rosha POV.
Our friends arrive and laughing and joking they take us to Martouf and Lantash. Some of them making various rather naughty comments, and I would be blushing if I were the one in control. Jolinar seems to enjoy their joking.
They give us a gentle push into the room and leave, returning to the mess hall to continue partying. The Tok'ra that have been keeping Martouf and Lantash company leave as well. We are alone - the four of us.
Martouf and Lantash are sitting on the bed, smiling shyly at us. I suspect it is Martouf in control. They are no longer wearing their wedding clothes, but have changed to nightwear – loose-fitting black trousers and a blue shirt. Several boxes are standing in the corner, containing their clothing and some other stuff of theirs which has been moved in here.
I blush deeply as I look at them, and tell Jolinar to take control, which she does.
Jolinar goes to the bed, swaying suggestively with her hips as she saunters to Martouf, leaning in and giving him a kiss. He returns it, and Jolinar deepens it immediately, pushing him down on the bed. He gasps.
Jolinar asks if I want control and I tell her no. She makes sure I am okay with this, then focuses completely on Martouf and Lantash... our mates.
She kicks off our shoes, then pulls off the veil, throwing it somewhere behind us. She unbuttons the top of our dress, then take that off as well. We are now wearing only the bottom skirt, and our underwear. I feel a wave of shyness, but Jolinar is in control which I am happy for.
Martouf looks up at us, swallowing as he obviously admires our semi-naked form. He just gazes at us for a little while, looking on as Jolinar takes off the brasserie we are wearing. Then, when my breasts are free, he reaches up to fondle them. It feels wonderful, his warm hands sliding gently over my skin... our skin. Jolinar gasps as he caress our nipples, then pinch them softly.
Jolinar lifts up our dress a little - the long slits on the sides helping - and straddles him. She rubs against him through the material of our panties and his pyjama pants. He gasps, and I feel the bulge there grow rapidly.
His hands slide down to the top of our skirt, and he tries to get it open. He fumbles with the clasp, and Jolinar helps him. She raise herself a little and pull the skirt down, sliding it off.
Martouf POV.
Rosha and Jolinar are rubbing themselves against my erection, wearing only panties. They look beyond beautiful, and I never imagined it was possible to want anything as badly as I want to mate with them right now. My shaft is so hard it hurts, and if they keep rubbing against me like this, I fear I will spill in my pants. I am certain I would have already done so, had not Lantash helped me control myself some. Not that he is exactly calm - his thoughts are intensely erotic and he wants to ride them to completion as much as I do.
My hands are shaking from the intense feelings and desire I am feeling, as I grab hold of our mates's underwear and pull at it. Jolinar willingly let me take it off her, and she is naked. Unable not to, I stare at her crotch - which is hairless, apparently Jolinar likes it that way. I slide my hands down her body, from her shoulders, over her breasts, fondling them briefly, then down over her stomach.
I grab her butt with one hand, massaging the firm muscles, covered by soft skin. My other hand glide down between her legs, drawn there against my power to stop myself. Jolinar makes a small sound as I carefully slide a finger between those lower lips. The skin is incredibly soft, and she is wet. I know from the stories, and from Lantash, that this is a very good sign.
Jolinar smiles at me, and leans down to kiss me, passionately. I return the kiss as well as I can. I feel light-headed, and when she presses her breasts against me, I almost lose control. I embrace her tightly, and manages to roll us over, pinning her under me as I begin to touch her all over.
She pull at my sleepwear, getting her hands under my shirt. Her hands on my skin feels heavenly, and I shudder at the sensation as she runs her nails lightly over my chest. I quickly pull of my shirt, then begin to shrug out of the pants. Soon we are both naked.
I can't think clearly! I want... need to be inside her! I use my knee to spread her legs and push against her opening, trying to achieve my goal as quickly as possible. I use a hand to spread her labia, but then Jolinar grabs my hand and the other, and suddenly rolls us over.
I lie on my back, Jolinar smirking down at me.
"Sorry, sweetie. Soon, I promise you. Soon."
I groan, frustrated. Jolinar begins to kiss my chest, licking me and sucking at my nipples. Lantash moan inside my head, and I moan out loud. She scatters kisses and licks down over my stomach, while she use her hands to caress me as well. She kneels between my legs, smiling up at me with a naughty expression. I swallow, unable to believe as she kisses my manhood at the tip.
"Jolinar..." I gasp. My shaft is harder than it has ever been before, and the gentle caress of her lips both pleasures and teases - and increases the painful pressure. "I need... more. Please..." I beg.
"I promise, but you must give a girl a chance to get accustomed with the body of her new mate. The oh, so delicious body..." She kiss my shaft again, this time wrapping her lips around it and taking me some way into her mouth.
Unable to control myself, I thrust upwards, groaning. "Jolinar!"
Jolinar giggles, then puts her hands on my hips and push me down. "Naughty..." She slowly slides a little down, then up again, then next time she takes more in, then yet more. I feel as if I will die from the pleasure - but I am also rapidly reaching a point where I will not be able to stop from spilling my seed, even with the help of Lantash.
I give him control, hoping he will be able to do better. ~I doubt it, dear one. Jolinar...~ He groans loudly. ~Is very... skilled!~ "Beloved... stop teasing us. We cannot wait any longer..." He tells her. "I know you don't want us to come this way the first time..."
Jolinar gives our shaft another lick, then sits up on her haunches. She slowly licks her lips, and Lantash moans, closing his eyes briefly as he tries to calm us.
"Lantash... my heart. I want you as well, so does Rosha. She is nervous, though. Your new host is... ah, rather more well-endowed that anyone I have ever been with. And Rosha is a virgin, just as Martouf is."
"Then I shall make sure you are ready..." Lantash says, grabbing Jolinar and flipping us over again, so we are on top.
He does his very best to control our bodies reactions, and make sure Rosha is as ready as is possible. He crawls down between her legs and spreads her labia, then begins to lick and suck, using our fingers as well. Lantash is very skilled, and Jolinar is soon moaning and moving around constantly, pushing herself against us.
Rosha POV.
Lantash is incredibly good at what he is doing! I felt ashamed at first, but the pleasure is much too intense for me to care about that anymore. I just want him to continue what he is doing. I had never imagined anything could feel like this, none of my friends ever hinted that women could expect anything like this from mating. They all said it hurt - more or less depending on how patient the man was, which he usually wasn't. Obviously, it does not have to be like that.
I am still afraid - their manhood does not look like it can possibly fit, regardless of what Jolinar thinks. Though, right now there is a very large part of me that very much wants to find out.
Martouf POV.
Lantash continues what he is doing for some time longer, then Jolinar suddenly cries out and bucks upwards. I realise she is having an orgasm. Lantash does not wait for her to come down from the high, but instead moves quickly, spreading her and pushing our aching shaft inside, thrusting hard.
Jolinar makes a small yelp, and Lantash holds still, using all his willpower.
~Do not worry - Jolinar will have blocked the pain from Rosha, she is very wet and very aroused, and in the midst of the pleasure from her release, it will not be bad,~ Lantash tells me.
I feel relieved, and soon Jolinar proves that Lantash is correct. She pushes up against us, clearly indicating she wants to continue the mating.
Lantash pulls back a little, then thrusts back into her. He is moving slowly, going a little deeper each time, thrusting a little harder. Jolinar is moving under us, following Lantash's speed and rhythm.
Soon nothing exists for me, except the feeling of Rosha and Jolinar, as they envelop my shaft with their soft, incredibly tight wetness. Lantash is pounding into them now, close to the end of his control.
Jolinar has a an expression of ecstasy on her face. She has wrapped her legs around us and is pulling us down hard in time with our thrusts.
Lantash cries out as he rams into her one more time, and the most powerful orgasm I have ever experienced hits us. I almost black out and it is several moments before I can begin to think again. I vaguely sense an added squeezing of our shaft, realising it is Jolinar coming, her pussy tightening around my cock.
Some time later, we have recovered enough for Lantash to lift us off Jolinar and roll over on the side, pulling her to us. All of us are asleep almost immediately.