NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 046: Reinforcements
“Don’t stop – it’s such a hot view!”
I recognise the flirty voice immediately; I turn towards its source – and I was right. “Pola! It’s great you are here!” I greet my lover enthusiastically. “You should’ve come earlier, before the other two left” her lascivious smile grows even wider.
“The other two, huh? Don’t worry about that” she laughs. “Good thing I’ve brought some reinforcements, then!” She gestures to the side, where I notice – for the first time – two other people. I’m not sure if it is the twilight of the dusk that obscured them for me, or if the sight of my Moonberry distracted me. Or maybe it’s just that our intimate moment was interrupted? Anyway, it doesn’t really matter – so I finally take a closer look at the duo of newcomers.
My eyes are immediately drawn to the one closer to us, a Mouse Smoothkin – or Myshka in Kolokolan – with pretty large, furry ears and long, furry tail; they are black and glossy, the same as her long, wavy hair. Her eyes are brown and coquettish, with heavy lids. Her skin is darker than most locals I’ve seen, bronze rather than tan. She’s got a Roman nose, a squarish jaw and plump, sultry lips – currently crooked lasciviously – with a beauty mark down the left side. She’s also the shortest woman I’ve seen so far, the top of her head barely reaching Pola’s navel. On the other hand, what she lacks in height, she’s got back in curves; especially her breasts are gigantic, nearly as big as mine – a truly impressive feat on a woman of such stature – and I can smell milk leaking from them! Her massive jugs are held in place by what looks like a bra – and I can see her erect nipples peeking through it. Her skirt also doesn’t leave much to imagination; she’s got really thicc thighs and wide hips; I’ve never thought I would be using the term like ‘child-bearing’ – but it fits her so well!
“You like what you see, Honey?” She asks seductively in a low and husky voice when she notices me ogling her; it makes me blush, but… differently. Not from the embarrasment of getting caught, rather from getting turned on by her. I remember regarding Pola as a MILF – and to be fair, she is one – but… this Mousewoman gives off absolute, effortless and natural mommy vibes. Earlier, I suspected I might have an attraction towards older, motherly women (and fatherly men), but… it seems to be confirmed, especially when I throw a glance at Rhress’Ozghasaa who also appears to fit the type. And it’s hard being so close to her and not doing anything while being hard.
“U-ummm… sh-should we come l-later?” My musings are interrupted by a higher and squeakier, uncertain-sounding voice; it belongs to the other woman and I finally take a good glance at her. I immediately notice she’s a Taurkin – the first one I’ve seen; more specifically, she’s a Kozhunka, with a lower body of a goat and short horns peeking through her white hair. I find it slightly funny that she wears it in a ponytail.
Overall, white seems to be her primary colour – from the aforementioned hair, through her pale skin covered by what looks like a sundress – to her lower, goat-like body. It all makes her scarlet eyes and gem on a necklace she’s wearing stand out… as well as the flustered blush on her young-looking face, with small nose and thin lips. She notices that I ogle her and covers her meagre breasts, as if ashamed or unconfident… or envious – I see the expression on her face when she throws glances towards chests of other women. I… I have to admit I feel some strange companionship towards the Goatwoman; her behaviour reminds me of myself, in this and especially in my previous life.
“Welcome” to my shock, Rhress’Ozghasaa speaks up. In Kolokolan! “Kora. Friends. Mate. All” she speaks with some difficulty, but it seems she’s approving of and looking forward to the new orgy. Still – why didn’t she speak up earlier?! It would have made our… earlier… conversation… easier?
I think back to the time I’ve spent with my Vodyakin partners and finally notice a small detail that was eluding me all this time: Schleh’Visaa was translating my words only for Vlass’Shomolee; when I asked the older woman directly, just her answer was translated – not my question! I want to confirm my reasoning, but the Eel-maid tilts her head. “Names?”
“Right!” Pola slaps her forehead. “All of you actually meet for the first time; I should’ve introduced everyone from the get go!” Her antics elicit a small chuckle out of us. Then she points at me. “This is the star of tonight, my Sweetheart and the rumoured woman who gave Baba Yaga a well deserved nosebleed – Kora of the Wilds, daughter of The Great Mother and The Protectress of Mortals, vanquisher of The Tyrant Under The Mountain – and a part of The Great Hunt!” I cringe at her hyping me up, especially those parts referring to the gods; I know that The Great Mother refers to Alarana, but the other one is… Zorya? I really need to finally get to know the basics of Beastkin religion to fully get the implications of being perceived as basically a demigoddess. And what’s the deal with this Great Hunt? Is it about the dragon? But it has yet to happen – so why does she make it sound like some grand achievement? Is just being chosen such an honour? Ey Alchemist, you fuckwit, why couldn’t you give me any cultural information besides language?
“The beauty beside her is Rhress’Ozghasaa, an Enchantress who will work with my brother on the protective amulets for the participants of The Great Hunt!” The Lisitha interrupts my thoughts by moving onto the Mermaid hugging me. “She’s also the mother of Miro’s first children” the last part makes my brain blank for a moment, missing most of what my Moonberry says next; I must be making a pretty stupid face since the Vodyakin woman chuckles, bringing me out of the stupor.
“Miro Of Linar. Mate. Good. Magic. Good. Man. Good” she explains and pauses to think for a bit. “Kora. Miro Of Linar. Mate. Good?” I’m left speechless while the Foxwoman and the Mousewoman erupt into a wild laughter. I feel a deep blush spreading on my face.
“True, true – I’ve yet to meet someone who didn’t like sex with my brother; but he’s not here and it’s not about him” the silver vixen says and points to the curvy woman next to her. “So, here is Nadia of clan Toter – my good friend, fantastic lover and mentor, helpful and always in for some fun; especially milking!” The Myshka laughs and poses seductively, cupping her breasts, swaying her hips, licking her lips and winking at me; at the same time Pola gets more serious “but not tonight – you’ve been feeding all those kids lately and even you have limits!” The short woman pouts while I can’t stop imagining sucking on those bountiful knockers; their milky smell doesn’t help. What helps is Pola moving on to the final woman.
“Lastly, here is Tosia of clan Linar, my closest childhood friend – quite literally, we were actually born on the same week! – and a fellow enjoyer of feminine graces!” The albino Goatwoman was already blushing, but now her face turns beetroot red and she hides it in her hands; she mutters something, but is clearly too embarrassed to be legible. My Moonberry isn’t finished yet, however. “And more importantly, after so many years of us discussing this topic, she finally decided to get pregnant and carry a child – together with me! Aaah, I’m so excited about it!” Pola looks elated while the Kozhunka looks as if she wishes to disappear… the only thing is, I can feel her getting more and more aroused the redder her cheeks become – and when I look closer, I notice the lustfulness of her grin; and it is growing! She’s clearly enjoying it, despite all signs of her mortification being genuine. Does it… does being embarrassed… turn her on?
Did I just find someone’s fetish?!
I shake my head – she’s not the only one who is getting hornier and hornier as the time goes on; my dick has been standing ready the whole time – and it didn’t help that Rhress’Ozghasaa practically wrapped herself around me, constantly teasing my pecker with her lower body. And I can smell the rest also getting wetter and wetter. “So, now that we are acquainted… how are we going to do it? Are you joining us here, in the water, or should we go out…?”
“I thought you two can have a go at it first, in the water, and we will prepare for a bit” says my Moonberry, seductively licking her lips. “There’s still one thing I need to do, and then we can even give you two a show of sorts…”
“No” interjects the Mermaid. “Friends. Mate. Together”
