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I flush with excitement, eager to put what I've learned into play. My mouth lowers onto Kryst and I insert my tongue while my digits twist into position inside Cinnamon.

Background Skill: Sexual Techniques

Specialization: Squirt Stimulation

x1 Free Specialization Remaining

Faster than even the 'professional demonstrations' in the 'instructional videos,' by following what feels to be almost instinctive movements, I easily find what I've always assumed to be the difficult to locate, mythically elusive, G-spot on both ladies. Increasing the pressure of my fingertips on Cinnamon I press firmly and begin to stroke with a steady come hither motion, while at the same time attempt to do the same with the tip of my tongue to Kryst.

Sexual Techniques vs Cinnamon + Squirt Stimulation Bonus: Extreme Success!

Sexual Techniques vs Kryst Squirt Stimulation Bonus + Tongue Tricks Specialization Bonus: Fail!

Cinnamon moans with pleasure and bucks her hips suddenly and causes my front tooth to drag over Krysts delicate flower, pinching her little love button.

"Ow! Watch the teeth, ya fuckin moon-cow!" A sharp pain immediately blossoms from the tip of my nose as Kryst batters it with a left and right jab like she is working a speed bag at the gym. The flush in her face instantly transforming from pleasure to anger.

Luckily she pulled her punches. Clearly not wanting to knock my nose off my face but desiring to illustrate her extreme displeasure of my careless treatment of her luscious little lick box.

"Sorry." I manage to mumble.

More than a bit embarrassed I avoid eye contact and return my lips to task, attempting to regain the traction I've lost with my blunder. Splitting my attention my fingers continue to work on Cinnamon. Steadily increasing pressure, vibrating the tips back and forth on the magical spot.

Sexual Techniques vs Cinnamon + Squirt Stimulation Bonus: Success!

"oOoh God's, Brian…" Cinnamon gasps and coo's my name, rocket bolstering my ego into the upper stratosphere. Kryst isn't as easy a nut to crack. She shifts about, leaning on one elbow and give me an actual snarl of frustration.

"You have done this before, right? Don't go telling me that first time was a fluke." Kryst grunts looking irritated she jumps her hips and wriggles around trying to get her satisfaction, inadvertently causing me to chase her around with my lips. "Damnit, Too Tall, I thought you were good at this."

"Will you keep still!" I snap, before tongue lashing her honey pot once again.

Sexual Techniques vs Kryst + Squirt Stimulation Bonus + Tongue Tricks Specialization Bonus: Partial Success/Fail!

It works. Or I think it does at least. Kryst groans, leans back and props her legs over the arms of my shades and behind my ears. Still, Kryst doesn't seem to be as nearly as fired up as Cinnamon.

Insight vs Kryst: Success!

Insight vs Cinnamon: Success!

Timing, to prevent Cinnamon's bunnification from triggering, is everything. My earlier misstep has caused a rift though, and the fairy's shifting and jumping movements have had the unplanned effect of stimulating Cinnamon's sensitive clit. Now the bunny girl is sitting up in first class of Pleasure Airways while Kryst is stuck back in coach.

"Too Tall, s-stop." Kryst shakes her head looking both flush with desire yet disappointed at the same time. "Carrots is too worked up but I'm nowhere close enough." Kryst says, echoing my thoughts. She closes her eyes and looks to be concentrating, but whether it's on my manipulations or Cinnamon's state of arousal I can't be sure. "This ain't gonna work."

Insight vs Kry--

Nor do I have the time to try and figure out it out. Lepuri ears being as sensitive as they are, Cinnamon's legs snap closed on the sides on my head and squeeze like she's auditioning for the role of the hydraulic press that crushed the T-800 in the first Terminator movie.

"No! Don't stop!" Cinnamon squeals. Wound tight she grinds on my fingers in wanton abandon.

"Nuggh, C-carrots don't--" Kryst grunts, her skin covered in a sheen of sweat. In desperation the fairy's fingers dive under my nose to her clit where she starts to frig at her button furiously.

Cinnamon is so close to her bunnification change even I can feel it. A glance to Kryst confirms my suspicions. She is trying to hold it off. Her entire body tense with the strain, but not being in a similar enough state of arousal, the fairy is rapidly failing.

Desperate, I try and work myself free from Cinnamon's crushing grip…

Strength vs Cinnamon Butter: Fail!

...but it's no good. Her legs are simply too strong and with me locked firmly in place, she has taken control and is grinding toward the inevitable on my fingers. A picture of a watermelon crushed in a vice springs to mind and I panic a bit as her crazy strong legs squeeze.

I try and call out a warning to the bunny girl but pinned against Krysts snatch it comes out as little more than a muffled hhumm, which causes the fairy to throw back her head and unconsciously thrust her hips on my tongue.

Clamped in place, my face smooshed against Kryst, I have no other recourse I desperately redouble my efforts on the fairy, knowing I need to get her just as turned on as Cinnamon.

Sexual Techniques vs Cinnamon + Squirt Stimulation Bonus: Exceptional Success!

Sexual Techniques vs Kryst + Squirt Stimulation Bonus + Tongue Tricks Specialization Bonus: Critical Success!

To say their reaction is explosive is an understatement. Wetness floods my mouth and splashes my chin and lips. Fairy nectar intoxication that was merely pleasant before rocks me back, smashing through my body and brain like a nitrous powered freight train.

Constitution Save vs Fairy Nectar: Critical Fail!

Condition: Drugged Special Effect: Aphrodisiac

Character Limitation: Added

Psychological Limitation: Mild Addiction to [Fairy Nectar] – Occurs: Infrequently. Effect: Moderate: Character has an unreasonable compulsion to ingest a substance [Fairy Nectar] and/or engage in an activity [Sex with Fairy's]. [+10 Character Points]

You are Unconscious.

Racial Ability: Lightsleep.

You are no longer Unconscious.

I'm fairly certain that I actually blackout for a heartbeat and when the fireworks stop popping in my grey matter I realize that reality has grown distant and muffled. I see more than hear Kryst squeal in a short cry that cuts out and turns to near-silent high pitched squeaks.

It takes me another few seconds to understand that the reason the world is so quiet is because my ears have been crushed to the side of my head by Cinnamon's thighs.

She kicks, squeezes and digs her heels painfully into my back. Cinnamon's hands, holding me in a grip of iron, shove and guide me around to maximize her pleasure. I love it! The excitement that fills me knowing that I have filled her with such fervor; that my shy, coy sweetheart has lost all self-control, it is beyond glorious.

And with that, the light switch in my brain flicks on. Complete understanding dawns on me on just how Cinnamon could enjoy and even become so aroused over my uncouth, raw desire from before.

Without warning Cinnamon lets out a long final shudder and her legs flop weakly off of my shoulders. I look down at both magnificent women. Each panting, twitching and trembling from the aftershocks rocking their bodies.

Cinnamon with her legs spread. Kryst in much the same state. Limp and exhausted, straddling Cinnamon's pussy. The sight is too much.

I stand. Rising from the water like some kind of mythic, indigo Adonis. The magically induced euphoria is still pumping through my veins. A boiler about to explode. Pleasure built to dangerous levels of barely contained pressure. My length, so rock hard and hot that I'm sure some of the steam in the room must surely be pouring off of it.

Condition: Drugged Special Effect: Aphrodisiac

Wits Save: Partial Success!

As eager as I am to be inside Cinnamon I manage to heed Kryst's earlier warning. I grab hold of myself in both a mental and physical sense. Driven so close to the edge it doesn't take long.

The first blast has to be a critical hit as it splatters directly onto both Cinnamon's clit and Kryst pussy. The second is just as in unerringly accurate and I fully coat Kryst's tits then manage a multiple series of shots that reach up Cinnamon's stomach to her shaking, shapely breasts.

Stepping forward I drop my cock over both of their quivering pussies. Kryst's legs are spread open so I reach down wrap them around my girth. Even in her daze, I feel her ankles lock together and the delightful tingle as her nectar smears onto my shaft.

Trusting the fairy to stay in that position I lean over to bounce and fondle at Cinnamon's now slick orbs. Sawing my dick back and forth between the outside of Cinnamon's folds, over Kryst's body and between her breasts as my orgasm continues to pound out spurt after spurt. Getting both fairy and bunny babe shiny with my seed.

Time ticks by and sooner than I would have liked I feel Kryst's hands lightly smacking at my lower abs that easily conveys her 'git offa me' signal. Meanwhile, Cinnamon who has an unfocused, silly grin plastered on her face has been making a steady trilling coo noise as she lays there in a drained state, slowly collecting her wits. The glow like sheen on their bodies, their soft skin, the smell of them… Temptation once again thrums through me.

Condition: Drugged Special Effect: Aphrodisiac

Wits Save: Major Success!

Constitution Save: Extreme Success!

You are no longer Drugged

Closing my eyes I lean back. Bottling up my lust.

I look down. Much like Cinnamon, Kryst still looks a bit out of it too; and rather comical with her legs circling my pole and her ankles hooked together.

The lower half of my cock is also perfectly positioned on Cinnamon and I marvel at the way her lips puff around the outside of my shaft. Naturally, I’m still turned on but I have gotten a handle on the nearly overwhelming desire that had seemed to have taken ahold of me.

I don't move away yet. Instead, with my slowly diminishing length resting across Kryst's body, I reach down and lazily roll the fairy's boobs around the side of my dick with my thumbs.

Cinnamon eventually composes herself enough to lean up, smiling at me.

"Did you enjoy Cinni-baby?"

"Oh, Brian. That was wonderful!" Cinnamon giggle coos, her legs wrapping around to squeeze my hips, pulling me closer.

"Hey!" Kryst complains as my sticky cock once more smears across her face. Still half-hidden, like she's being smothered under a huge full body pillow, she squirms in a futile attempt to avoid further face bumps by my heavy meat log.

Both Cinnamon and I share a look and we smirk at the humorous sight.

"Alright, alright." Kryst grunts. "If you are just about done." She shuffles under my length and stares up at me with a 'bored at my antics' look as I continue to play with her breasts. "Well? You think you can let me up now?"

"I've made my choice." I narrow my eyes.

Kryst gives a loud teeth-sucking grumble, shoo-smacks my fingers away then, like she is crawling out from under a gigantic, uncooperative boa constrictor she shoulder hefts and unceremoniously shoves my dick off of her. Eliciting yet another round of amused chuckles from Cinnamon and I.

"So… Do you think you could go again soon, Brian?" Cinnamon motions toward my flaccid length as the fairy steps wetly across her stomach. "I'd like to, to feel you inside of me, if you wouldn't mind." She says quietly, her ears bending and straightening with conflicting levels of shyness and excitement.

Still slick and sticky, Kryst hops off of Cinnamon's hip, turns and makes a 'stop' motion with her hands up at both me and the bunny girl.

"Now, now. Let's hold up and save something for later. We made some good progress today but we don't want to go and push it, Carrots. This ain't something that is gonna be solved with a onetime slam session."

"I know, I know. You're right." Cinnamon huffs but her disappointment quickly passes. Her legs squeeze me a bit tighter and she lets out a deep and happy sigh. "I suppose it will just give me something to look forward to for later then." The bunny girl stretches, a huge grin on her face.

"I've been living trapped with this fear." Her smile fades, wetness brimming at the corner of her eyes. "You have no idea how much what you have done means to me, Brian." She leans forward and then stands with me in the tub. Placing her arms on my shoulders she stares into my eyes. "Thank you."

"I don't think I've ever meant these words more than I do right now, Cinni." I lift my hand to the side of her face and brush my fingers through her hair. "It was my pleasure."

My fingers drift behind her neck and I pull her close, crushing her naked body against mine. Our mouths meet and her lips part.

Charm + Tongue Tricks Specialization Bonus vs Cinnamon: Extreme Success!

I deepen the kiss and she moans into me. Our tongues dancing, teasing, hers trying to keep up with mine. Cinnamon's hands scrape over my wet scalp and she now pulls me further into the kiss.

Drifting my hands down to her waist I slide them behind her to scoop up her bubble butt. Life is quickly returning below my waist and Cinnamon must feel the stirring as well, because she presses her groin into mine, hard. Moaning into my mouth.

"Will you two cut it out before you go and get too wound up again!" Kryst chastises, clapping her hands loudly. "For you, it may have been all a fun frolic in the fields but remember I was the one doing all the work! Not only did I have to get off but I also needed to concentrate and stop Carrots change while doing it. Those last few took all I had left. It's a lot easier when it's you pleasuring him than it is him pleasuring you. Those switches come on quick."

Cinnamon and I reluctantly part, and I give a quick kiss to her hands.

"Are you saying you didn't enjoy yourself at all, Kryst? Because if I recall correctly there's some pretty damning evidence to support the contrary." I say while I grab the soap and wash a bit of the sweat off my body.

"Listen." Kryst gives me a condescending smirk. "I'm woman enough to admit that you may have a few somewhat impressive tricks that made it a little bit more difficult than I thought it would be."

"But Kryst, didn't you say that you've never arrived that hard before?" Cinnamon says, glancing over to the fairy.

"What?! I barely mumbl-- How did yo--" Kryst spin and looks up at Cinnamon, and her twitching ears, as the Lepuri girl fluffs her hair with a towel.

"Well..." Kryst coughs "I don't really recall. I mean who knows what I actually said. Besides it is a well know fact not to take to heart things said in fits of passion. I'm sure you can agree that most statements made during sex are usually just a bunch of incoherent ramblings."

"So, I made you lose control of your senses?" I grunt. "Huh. I must have rocked your world even more than I thought."

"No, no." Kryst says, quickly shaking her head."That's not what I said."

"That is sort of what I heard." Cinnamon pipes in cutely.

"Look, I just…" Fighting a losing battle on two fronts Kryst glares angrily between Cinnamon and I, then stamps a foot. "Just where in the nine hells did you learn those kinds of skills anyway, Too Tall? You apprentice in a Zantorian passion house or something?"

"What can I say?" Leaning over I clean my shades off with the dry corner of a towel. "When you are with a couple of scalding hot ladies like you two, it just comes naturally." I say, slipping my shades onto my nose with a smile.

Charm vs Cinnamon Butter + Situational Bonus: Major Success!

Charm vs Kryst Thunderfist + Situational Bonus: Moderate Success!

"Awww, that's so sweet, Brian."

"Put it back in your pants, Brantly." Kryst rolls her eyes but I see the flush on her cheeks.

"Now if you don't mind, I need another damned bath." Kryst complains plodding over toward the bathtub. On the other side, Cinnamon bends over and turns the dial from the hot stone to the cleaning one.

"I mean really, Too Tall? Did you have to make such a mess?" Kryst chides, holding out her arms and nodding toward her shiny, seed slickened breasts.

"Yeah, sorry 'bout that. I'm not too sure what came over me. I guess I pretty was worked up myself. You both looked so good lying there..." I shrug a bit sheepishly. " I am only hum-- err elven. I suppose, not knowing if I'd get another chance, I couldn't resist."

"Well, after this?" Kryst harrumphs and makes a show of irritably splashing water onto herself, then sliding the soap over her body. "I don't know if you will."

"Not get another chance?!" Cinnamon stops dead in place, midway through her own wash. "What do you mean, Kryst? No. You'll get another chance, Brian. Right, Kryst? I mean, we will do this again. You promised. That is what you said. That we will need to keep on practicing."

Brian!" Cinnamon voice becomes uncharacteristically sharp as she scowls at me, pointing with insistence at the fairy, "You apologize to Kryst, right this instant!"

"Oh, for the love of..." Kryst rolls her eyes in annoyance. "I was just trying to give him a hard time, Carrots. You know? Keep him on his toes and take him down a few pegs so he won't go thinking he is one of the God's gifts when it comes to woman pleasing."

"Oh... Well, umm... Sorry." Cinnamon lowers her ears and bites her lip. "So... That means we will try again then? Like maybe tonight, after the party. Or you know... before? If we have time."

I give Kryst a huge grin. To which the Gleam lets out a full-body sigh of exasperation.

"So much for leverage." Kryst shakes her head then dives back into the tub.