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A/N: Cant remember if this is the fic with the Yuri tag or not but there is some girl sitting on the face of another girl in this chapter, 'You have been warned'.
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113 AC
Water Gardens
Myriah Nymeros Martell
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"Come on, I am sure we will see a VERY interesting reaction from him when he gets in here." I purse my lips as the last of my clothes drop to the floor, stepping closer to the bed I crawl onto it beside Rhaenyra.
"I think you are right, but I don't know if it will be a good reaction or not..." I mutter suddenly not all that confident even though I have waited to do this for some time.
Rhaenyra snorts and shakes her head before looking over my bare form with curious eyes, I am suddenly wondering which of us is the one who has been drinking. I feel like I am the one seeing 'reason' while the woman who has not had a single drop of wine is acting as if she finished off two bottles of Dornish red. But putting aside the oddness of the current circumstance I slowly calm my rapidly beating heart.
Laying on my side much the same as Rhaenyra, I watch the door half expecting a stranger to walk in with how nervous I feel. It is just Daeron but I still feel like my heart is in my throat and it is uncomfortable as I wait to see the door swing open.
"Relax Myriah, he is not going to attack you... at least not in a painful way." Rhaenyra sighs and pulls a pillow toward her to prop up her head. "Trust me when I say that everything will be fine, I know my Husband." I can't help but feel a bit annoyed that she is claiming to know Daeron better than I do, but I also can't deny her claim.
They have spent quite a lot of time since their marriage rutting away and going on day trips to random places just enjoying each other's company. They might have exchanged more words in the last year than I have with Daeron in the last ten years. It's annoying but also comforting since she is saying it will be fine then I can relax a good bit more. She was always the one I was worried about having to dodge around to get to him anyway.
'Daerons wife' always seemed like she would be my enemy and not the one dragging me into his bed...
"Here he is." Rhaenyra hums as she sits back up watching the door slowly open and Daeron step in quickly closing it behind himself.
"Hell Rhaenyra, I just got Aegon to sleep and you send for someone because you want to-" Daeron freezes as his eyes land on me and all of my bare body.
"Come on, I am getting cold waiting on you." Rhaenyra speaks up seeing Daeron uncertain of what to do, his eyes finally leave me and lock onto his wife with both of his brows raising to his hairline.
Well at least he did not react too badly, seems more surprised than against the idea... though he should have known it was going to happen eventually.
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113 AC
Water Gardens
Rhaenyra Targaryen
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"You sure about this?" Daeron whispers against my ear and I nod in response before leaning back to access his lips.
Locking lips with him I start to slip off whatever parts of his clothes that I can, my hands slipping under the cloth easily enough. He was wearing loose-fit clothes while relaxing with our Son and it takes me no time at all to slip him out of them. With his manhood exposed I take a quick glance at my Good Sister who is watching the both of us with wide eyes. Myriah has been shy for the first time since I met her, it nearly is enough to make me want to jump on her and squeeze her tight. She is usually so sure of herself that seeing her like this is like seeing a new side to her that is adorable.
Well I can say she is adorable until I look at her big breasts and fat ass, she is shorter than both me and Daeron and I am sure it will look quite the sight to see him pressing her down. From my cute little Good Sister to a squealing whore when he gets ahold of her, I am sure of it from my many experiences with my Husband.
She has no idea what is coming.
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"Just do it, I don't need to watch the two of you skirt around this the whole time we are in here." I huff after pushing Daeron away from me seeing how he is not taking the lead with Myriah who needs for him to.
Daeron looks at me while seeming to search me for some kind of answer but seeing me adjust myself on the bed to watch the two of them he sighs. Walking on his knees on the bed he approaches Myriah with his stiff cock taking all of her attention until his arms go under her shoulders and he pulls her up to sit on her knees. She looks startled as if she was not paying attention before a thumber and pointe finger grabs her chin and tilts her head up.
I hum as I slip a few fingers down to my slit watching Daeron kiss his Sister like a real Dragon Lord would. My eyes almost feel like they are burning as I sear the kiss into my mind and the way watching them tingles my insides. My core melts as I watch Daeron grab ahold of Myriah's large breast, his hands are rough with them as he squeezes the fat melons on her chest.
My thighs practically lock together as a moan leaves my throat seeing Myriah find her courage and grasp Daerons length. Her hands trying their best to move around his manhood but as Daeron takes the offensive by lightly tugging her nipples she goes stiff while her legs shiver.
Why the hell did I never have them do this before?!
I should have tried this out when I first noticed her interest, letting Laena seems like it will just add to the fun at this point. Maybe I could sit on one of these faces like I do Daeron while he blows the other ones back out making her call out his name. Watching my Husband rough up a beautiful woman is burning a hole through me with desire. I could have enjoyed this all the way back in the Red Keep when we used to spend days in the library looking into the Long Night.
Thinking about it reminds me of how I would not just catch Myriah longingly looking at Daeron but also another little minx. I could have saved myself a whole lot of trouble if I threw Alicent at Daeron and had him 'ruin her'.
Pushing aside the thoughts pulling at my heart I focus back on Daeron as he seems to have enough of kissing and pushes Myriah back. He smirks hearing her cry out in a surprised voice, but parts her thighs and lowers his head with his eyes trained on what he wants.
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113 AC
Water Gardens
Daeron Nymeros Martell
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To think I was reluctant to dump my Son off on my Good Mother to come and rail my Wife, I was having a good Father-Son moment and did not want to leave him. But if I knew what was waiting on me I would have grown wings to get back to my room quicker knowing I would be doing this.
Sorry Aegon, you will understand when you are older.
"Wait!" Myriah cries out as I use a thumb on both sides of her puffy lips to split her slit, my tongue primed and ready to dive into her molten hot folds. "I think I should stop for a second..." She tries to find an excuse for whatever reason but I simply ignore her and dive into her quivering quim lapping up her juice.
"Hahaha." Rhaenyra chuckles on the side as she fingers herself slowly, Myriah going stiff and falling back while taking in a gasp of air greatly amused her.
Myriah might be a bit nervous still but her body certainly is primed and ready as her entrance wets my chin running down even my neck as I try and eat her out. I can hardly resist the desire to just shove her knees back against her heavy rack and ram my length into her depths. But I put up the good fight wanting her to get off at least one good time before I split her open. Her shaking and tensing constantly makes it hard to judge if she is constantly firing off micro orgasms like Rhaenyra does after a hard fucking or if she is struggling to not jump up and run away.
I feel Myriah's legs I am holding be taken from my grasp making me a bit reluctant to let go of her silk smooth thighs but I notice Rhaenyra wanting to get involved so I let her. Would be foolish to make her feel excluded at any point and only serve to make her not like this experience so if she wants to grab Myriah's legs and hold them back she can.
"Fuck!" Myriah catches her breath as Rhaenyra pulls her legs back almost far enough for her knees to touch the bed.
In this position, as Myriah twitches and finishes against my face, it is hard to not notice how much larger her rear end is. Pulling back I admire the darker-skinned cheeks that are slightly raised with Rhaenyra holding my sister's legs back. I go wide eyes seeing Rhaenyra attempt to suffocate my Sister with her own rear end, but the pleased sigh escaping my wife lets me know all is going well on that end.
Walking forward on my knees I bring the tip of my cock toward the awaiting hole that practically is begging to be filled. Myriah groans into my wife likely sending pleasurable vibrations into her cunt causing Rhaenyra to moan which was a chain reaction from my rubbing my dick up and down the slick slit before me. I can't help but grin as I watch both react to each little movement I do that sends ripples of pleasure down the 'chain' making both of them shiver and shake as they build up to our first threesome finish.
Not wanting to be left out I start to push forward sinking my cock into Myriah drawing a long muffled groan from her as I fill her tight cunt like it has never been before. I am surprised as I have to break through her maidenhead, not that I thought she is sexually active but because riding horses and a dragon as much as she does should have broken it. But she does not indicate for me to stop because of pain so I push forward until I bottom out pressing myself into her like a sword into its sheath letting my sack rest against her raised ass.
"Kiss." Rhaenyra whines as I am close enough to lock lips with her, my head spins as I kiss my wife and rock my cock in and out of my Sister. The image really fucks with my head telling me I am doing something 'wrong' but I have long thought about Valyrian traditions and adjusted my mindset. Pushing aside the residual reluctance to fuck a sister of mine I start speeding up my pumping sending Myriah into a fit as her tight cunt is invaded.
Knowing this is going to go on for hours at the very least I plan to take it easy on my sweet sister but only after really etching my cocks shape into her mind. I want to leave a good first impression after all, after having this once I am certainly going to want it again. But just from my wife's excited expression, I know this will likely happen as often as I am willing to allow. My mind swims with the possibilities as I explore the drenched and hot folds of the Rhoynar-Valyrian miracle beneath me and my Wife.
Today is a good day.