Baldur's cock throbbed violently, his body tensing as a gushing torrent of warm, creamy essence flooded into Lagertha's waiting mouth. She moaned around him, her throat working greedily as she swallowed his slimy, sticky, hot semen, her eyes rolling back in bliss.
A lewd, slutty expression adorned Lagertha's face as her plump, juicy lips stretched obscenely around his girth. She hollowed her flushed cheeks, small tears of pleasure streaking down her cheeks, some semen slipping past the corner of her lips and running down her chin. She drank her son's seed with ravenous abandon.
"Mmmph~~! Nnngh~~!" Lagertha's muffled slurping cries vibrated against his cock. Her fingers dug into his thighs as her own orgasm crashed through her, her body trembling as she came just from drinking such a fine delicacy. Her thighs pressed together under the water, her juices gushing into the warm bath.
The pleasure was too much—her son's delicious cum pouring into her mouth, her own climax wracking her body. She was enjoying herself greatly, loving sucking her son's cock.
Behind Baldur, Gyda was just like her mother, lost in pleasure. She whimpered into his ass, her tongue buried deep as she lapped and sucked at his entrance. Her fingers worked furiously between her own legs, her free hand gripping his hip as she, too, enjoyed the pleasure of having an orgasm just from licking her twin's ass. The perverse situation around the three of them sent her pussy clenching with desire, her juices ejected into the water.
"B-Brother~~! Hnn~! It's so good~~! I can't—! Nn~~!" Her muffled voice against his puckering hole was a breathless, broken mess, her body shuddering as she came, her tongue never leaving his hole.
Baldur groaned, his eyes lost in pleasure, his cock still spurting. But Lagertha's mouth couldn't keep up. Thick globs of cum spilled past her lips, dripping down her chin as she gasped for air, her throat working overtime.
"EEK!?~ S-Son~~, it's—too much~~!" she gasped, breathless, showing him a look unique to a slutty and seductive nymph. Her face was a mess of saliva and cum dripping from the corners of her mouth.
Without hesitation, Baldur gripped Gyda's hair and yanked her away from his tingling, relaxed ass. "Gyda—now—!" he growled, his cock twitching as he pulled it free from Lagertha's swollen lips, which tried to cling to him. A few strands of cum painted her face as her mouth left his cock.
Gyda didn't need to be told twice. She surged forward, her mouth sealing around his cock just as another thick pulse of cum erupted. Her heart-eyes lost focus, her throat opening as she took him deep, swallowing eagerly.
"Ohhhh~~! Brother~~! Hnnng~!" she moaned around him, her body shuddering as another orgasm ripped through her, her pussy squirting into the water once again.
Lagertha, after gulping down what she could, still felt like eating more. She leaned in, her tongue darting out to lap at the cum dripping from Gyda's lips. Her fingers tangled in her daughter's hair, caressing her softly as she shared the taste.
"So good~~… So delicious~~." she purred, her voice husky, her own body flushed and comfortable.
Gyda pulled off with a wet plop when there was no more cum coming out, her lips glistening, a thin trail of cum dripping from her chin.
Lagertha and Gyda moved to lap his cock clean before Gyda turned to Lagertha, their faces inches apart, their breaths mingling. "Mom…" she gasped before their lips crashed together. Their tongues twisted in a sloppy, desperate kiss, sharing the last remnants of Baldur's semen between them. Their hands roamed each other's bodies—Lagertha cupping Gyda's breast, Gyda's fingers gripping her mother's ass—both of them lost, moaning in this mother-daughter intimate moment.
Baldur slumped back against the wooden tub, his chest heaving, his cock—now relaxed—starting to twitch as he watched them with enjoyment. His fingers lazily traced the curves of their hips as they kissed. The sight of his mother and sister sharing his cum, their bodies pressed together, their moans muffled against each other's lips—it was the most erotic thing he'd ever seen.
When they finally pulled apart, both breathless and flushed, they turned to him in unison. Gyda straddled his lap first, her lips crashing against his in a wet, open-mouthed kiss. Lagertha followed, pressing her body against his side as she joined them, her tongue slipping past his lips to tangle with her son's and daughter's tongues. The three of them moaned into their shared kiss—a beautiful, perverted three-way kiss between mother and son, mother and daughter, brother and sister. Their tongues twisted together in a messy, wet, obscene display, combined with slurping and sucking sounds, and their saliva mingling, dripping between their chins as they lost and enjoyed themselves in each other.
Baldur's hands found their breasts, his fingers kneading their soft, plump flesh as they kissed. Lagertha arched into his touch, her nipple hard like gemstones under his thumb, while Gyda ground her hips against his, her pussy still throbbing with need. The water sloshed around them, steam curling around their tangled bodies as they shared such a perverted, intimate moment.
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After a while, they rested in the chair while leaning their backs against the tub, their bodies flushed. "Uh-huh~~... What a good bath. This is incredible." Baldur sighed, his face relaxed and comfortable, as he reached for the jar of mead beside them. With a smirk, he poured the golden liquid into three wooden cups, the sweet scent mingling with the musk of sex in the air. He handed one to Lagertha and another to Gyda, keeping the third for himself. "To us," he cheered, his voice filled with satisfaction. "The best family a man could ask for."
Lagertha's lips curled into a wicked smile as she clinked her cup against his, her blue eyes gleaming with mischief. "To us," she purred.
"To us," Gyda giggled, pressing her cup to his lips before taking a sip.
Baldur drank deeply, the mead sweet and warm on his tongue. "It was really fun and enjoyable, what we did just a moment ago." He set the cup aside after finishing its contents. "I loved this first experience... I really love having you two like this." Baldur pulled his mother and sister into a close embrace. "My beloved mother and sister." He kissed the temples of their heads lovingly. "And my women."
"Mhnn~!..." Lagertha closed her eyes, enjoying the intimacy and love. She felt fulfilled and whole, her body relaxed and renewed. "I also enjoyed myself greatly; it was fun. Sharing such a moment with Gyda was also pleasant."
"I agree with Mom—it was such a good and pleasant thing, what we shared." Gyda smiled sweetly, sipping a bit more of the mead and enjoying the water. "Kissing Mom was quite fun too!" she mischievously sent a look to Lagertha, who returned one just the same as her daughter's. "Gyda has nice and soft lips."
"Mhm..." Baldur nodded with a relaxed look.
"Ah-ah~~.... This is so relaxing... I like it." Gyda splashed water with a batting of her milky legs.
"Did you enjoy eating my ass, sis?" Baldur felt naughty and asked her.
Lagertha and Gyda blushed at such a question. Nonetheless, Gyda felt there was no barrier or restraint between the three of them of any kind. Lagertha was of the same mind as her daughter.
"Yes, I enjoyed it greatly. It was really nice seeing you enjoy it as you squirmed; it pleased me and made me wet. Also, the thought of lowering myself willingly to lick your asshole was another pleasure."
"But your ass is really tasty and juicy~~. If you want, I would continue doing so for you, brother~~."
"That's great!" Baldur's high, excited voice sounded like a child with a new toy, which amused the girls as they looked at him with knowing smiles.
"Have you become excited at having your ass eaten by us, son~~?" Lagertha mischievously asked.
Baldur cleared his throat with a blush. "Y-yes... I loved it. Such a nice feeling. I think I became addicted to it; I wouldn't be able to extricate myself from it. Knowing that Gyda would eat me from now on fills my heart with happiness."
"And you, Mom—did you enjoy eating my ass this morning?"
Lagertha moved closer to his face and kissed him. "Yes, my love. I would have eaten you all day if you desired it~~. Just tell me, and I would do so~~." She kissed him again.
"Ha... I feel so lucky with you two." Baldur felt so lucky and grateful to be alive at this moment.
He plucked a ripe cherry from the platter of fruit, holding it up between his fingers. "Open~," he softly commanded his mother.
She obeyed without hesitation, parting her plump lips as he slid the fruit between them. He leaned forward as their mouths met in a slow, wet kiss, the juice of the cherry mingling with the mead on their tongues. Lagertha moaned softly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she sucked the fruit and juices from his lips, her tongue swirling around his. Baldur groaned, his hand sliding down to cup her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple.
Gyda watched them with amusement and hungry eyes, her breath coming faster. "I want some too, brother~~," she whimpered with need.
Baldur smirked and plucked a raspberry from the platter, turning to her. Gyda leaned in, her lips parting as he fed her the fruit, their tongues meeting in a deep, sloppy kiss. The sweetness of the raspberry mixed with the mead, their mouths moving together in a rhythm that made Baldur's already hard cock twitch with renewed interest to be taken care of.
As they broke their kiss, Baldur reached for the jug of mead, refilling their cups. He savored the sweet aroma and taste for a moment, watching his mother and sister drink in unison—throats working as they swallowed, their bodies leaning into him, their heavy tits rising and falling with each sip.
Baldur inhaled deeply, his nose brushing against their slender necks as he peppered them with kisses, leaving red marks on their milky skin. "You both smell so good," he rumbled, his voice rough with desire, his tongue tracing their shoulder blades and necks. The scent of them was intoxicating, his cock twitching against Gyda's thigh, already aching for more.
Gyda giggled, her fingers tracing idle circles on his chest. "Do we, brother~?" she teased, her breath hot against his neck. "Or is it just the mead making you dizzy~?"
Lagertha chuckled, her lips brushing his shoulder. "Or maybe it's the sight of us, son~," she purred, her voice dripping with sinful promise. She shifted, pressing her plump breasts together, the swell of them rising above the water. "Why don't you taste us properly~~?"
Baldur's eyes gleamed with mischief. His hand shot forward, massaging Lagertha's plump tits, pawing them roughly as they shifted in his grip before pinching her stiff, pink nipples.
"Ohh~~!!... Hnnng~!… son~~," Lagertha moaned, lustfully.
"Mom, keep your breasts pressed together—don't let them separate."
"Like this~~?" Lagertha asked with naughty intrigue, pushing her beautiful tits together with her hands.
"Just like that."
Gyda watched with a raised eyebrow as Baldur took the jug again, this time tilting it slowly, letting the mead pour in a thin, golden stream between their mother's breasts. The liquid pooled in the valley of her cleavage, glistening as it clung to her skin. "Hiehh~~?!" Lagertha gasped, her back arching slightly, her breasts trembling at the sensation of the liquid being poured in her cleavage.
"Hold still," Baldur murmured, leaning down. His tongue darted out, lapping at the mead trapped between her breasts.
"Mhmm~~…" Lagertha moaned softly, watching her son lick the mead from her tits. It was so naughty—she loved it.
"This is so naughty~," Gyda panted, her eyes flashing bright with excitement.
Baldur was thoroughly enjoying himself—the sweetness of the mead mixed with the flavor of his mother's skin, the act itself only heightening the taste. Gyda softly caressed his hair as he drank. "You look like a cat, brother."
"A naughty one," Lagertha gasped, breathy, as his tongue tickled her.
Gyda watched, her own breath hitching as Baldur finished his tasty drink between their mother's mounds. After he finished with their mother, she lifted her breasts, offering them to him. "Come here now, brother~~."
Baldur, like a wolf before a delicious lamb, quickly poured the mead between them. The liquid spilled over her curves, dripping down her stomach, and he followed its path with his mouth. His tongue swirled over her skin, lapping up every drop, his teeth grazing her nipple before he sucked it into his mouth. Gyda shuddered, a soft cry escaping her.
"Ah—! So good, brother~," she cried out joyfully, her fingers gripping his shoulder.
Not to be outdone, Lagertha mimicked her son's idea. With a wicked grin, she plucked a cherry from the platter and pressed it against the head of his cock, smearing the fruit with his flavor before leaning forward. Her lips parted as she took the cherry—and Baldur's cock—into her mouth. The fruit burst between her teeth, its juice mixing with his taste. She hummed in delight, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, savoring the blend of sweet and musk.
Gyda giggled, rolling another cherry between her fingers before pressing it to Baldur's nipple. She bit into it, the juice dripping onto his chest, then leaned in to lick it away, her tongue flicking over his nipple before she sucked it into her mouth.
Baldur groaned, his head falling back against the tub. His hands found their hips, fingers digging into their soft flesh as they played with him, his cock throbbing under their attention.
Lagertha released him with a wet pop, her lips glistening. "This unique flavor is quite the delicacy~~," she snickered, her voice a husky purr. She took the jug from his slack grip, pouring mead over his neck this time. The liquid cascaded down his muscles, pooling in the dips of his collarbone and the ridges of his abs. Without hesitation, her tongue followed the trail, lapping at his skin, her lips sealing over his nipple to suck away the mead. Gyda mirrored her, her mouth finding his other nipple, her teeth grazing the sensitive peak before soothing it with her tongue.
Baldur's breath came in ragged gasps, his body trembling under their touch—it was all too much. His cock ached, desperate for more.
Unable to wait any longer, he asked in a husky voice, "Who wants it first?"
Lagertha and Gyda exchanged a glance as they sucked his nipples before Lagertha nodded to Gyda. With bright eyes, Gyda quickly straddled his lap, and Lagertha guided his hard cock into his sister's tight little pussy.
Gyda's head tilted backward, and she let out a breathy moan of happiness as her brother stretched her open, filling her completely. She bit her lip and looked at the face she loved, her nails digging into his shoulders as she began to ride him—slow at first, savoring the way his cock dragged against her walls with every roll of her plump hips.
"Nhnnm~~... Brother~… my pussy feels so comfortable~... ah~~… ah~~…" she whimpered, her voice trembling with pleasure. Her movements grew more urgent, her beautiful tits bouncing with each desperate squat she made over him, her breath coming in sharp gasps as she was obsessed with enjoying the pleasure of being impaled by her beloved's manhood.
She wanted to hold as much as she could while riding him, but she knew she wouldn't last long while experiencing so much pleasure.
Baldur groaned, his hands gripping her juicy ass, his fingers pressing into her soft flesh that spilled between his fingers as he thrust up to meet her. "Sister… mhm… it feels so good… your walls are gripping with so much need… hm…" he groaned, enjoying Gyda's little pussy and her soft ass, which was such a joy to grab and paw.
Gyda loved hearing his words as she also was loving it. She moved forward and started kissing his lips, "Mnhnm…" moaning into it as they entwined their tongues desperately, drinking each other's saliva while the sound of their bodies slapping together filled the air, mingling with their wet kisses and moans.
It didn't take long before Gyda's thighs trembled uncontrollably, her muscles burning as she rode him harder, her pussy clenching as much as it could around him, her walls fluttering as they milked his cock with every movement.
"I'm—ah!—I'm gonna cum~~, brother~~!" she cried, her back arching, her eyes glossed with love-hearts and her teeth biting with saliva dripping from the corners of her lips as her climax crashed over her. Her pussy contracted, and her body shuddered with joy as she came undone, her release dripping down his shaft.
Baldur couldn't hold back any longer either, as it was such a pleasure to fuck his sister. With a guttural groan, he buried himself deep inside her, his cock trembling as he spilled his semen into her womb.
Gyda collapsed against him, limp and breathless while sporting a satisfied smile, her body still twitching with aftershocks as she panted softly while feeling her womb being filled to the brim with her brother's cum.
Lagertha was already restless after watching her daughter's happiness; she didn't waste a moment. She moved in, her eyes like a hungry lioness as she straddled Baldur's lap next.
His cock, still slick and sticky with Gyda's arousal and his own cum, slid easily into her waiting heat. "¡¡GH~~!...Mmm, son… you're still so hard for me~~," she purred excitedly, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt his big cock making its way into her wet pussy. Her walls stretched submissively, welcoming her man back home.
She began to ride him with wild abandon, her soft and wide hips grinding against his, her big breasts swaying with each movement. Baldur groaned, his hands gripping her big ass as he synced with her, moving his waist, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside her over and over.
"Ooohh~~… I love it~~… ahm… ah~~…" Lagertha moaned in a high-pitched scream. Her pussy was being filled and stretched so good that she couldn't help but let out her joy from her body in such breathy and cute moans.
"Ooh… mom… mom… I—" he grunted, his voice strained with pleasure. Lagertha leaned forward, her lips crashing against his as she rode him harder, her moans muffled against his mouth.
She could feel her climax building, her body coiling tighter with each thrust. "Cum inside me~~, son… fill me up~~," she demanded, her voice breathy and desperate.
Baldur's restraint shattered as Lagertha's pussy clenched around him, her walls fluttering in desperate surrender as he drove himself deep inside her, pushing past her cervix, his cock swelling like a python as he unleashed his seed of life into her fertile womb.
"HN~~...UUHN! Oh... Hnn~!" Lagertha arched against him, her body convulsing as her climax tore through her, her nails digging into his shoulders without her control as she couldn't help herself clenching her fingers before such ecstasy. Her tummy was showing a little bulge as she was being stuffed with her beloved son's semen in a creampie.
As the last shuddering waves of pleasure ebbed, Lagertha melted against him, her breath ragged but her lips already seeking his again. Gyda, still clinging to his side, leaned in, their mouths meeting in a slow, lingering kiss. The three of them tangled together, tongues sliding and lips parting as they shared soft, lazy licks and suckling over Baldur's tongue. Baldur groaned into the delicious kiss, his hands cradling their heads softly while caressing them as their fingers intertwined over his chest.
After a while, the three of them leaned into each other, their bodies glistened with sweat and spent desire, the cool night air doing little to temper the fire still burning between them. Gyda nuzzled against her brother's neck, her breath satisfied and content, as was Lagertha, who occupied his other side as she idly caressed his chest.
"I love you both," Baldur let them know his appreciation for them, never forgetting to let them know of it. His voice was also content and relaxed as he pulled them both closer, their bodies entwined under the endless expanse of the starry night, and the moon who bore witness to such naughty and passionate moments.