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The summer sun carried with it the desire to enjoy its warm rays. The Order of Heroes was no stranger to such a feeling. Many trips to the beach had been organized since Kiran had joined the Order as its Summoner and he had attended each one of them. As much as he desired to lay back and relax on the beach however, most of his free time during these trips was taken up by friendly Heroes eager to spend time with their leader. Kiran's most recent beach escapade was no different, or at least it should have been. Gullveig had a much more intimate idea on how to spend time with her Summoner.
“Mph mmn *chu* mwah~” The Golden Seer, clad in a swimsuit that left little to the imagination, pushed Kiran against the trunk of a palm tree as she locked lips with him. The young man gripped her shoulders in an attempt to find stability in the whirlwind of passion unleashed upon him. Just as suddenly as it began however, Gullveig pulled back and left a strand of saliva connecting their lips. “Aah… Summoner…” She spoke in a low even whisper. “How fortunate that I was able to find you first.” Gullveig reached downward and palmed the growing bulge in Kiran's swim trunks. “I will let nobody else come between us.”
Before Kiran could say a word, Gullveig dropped to her knees and took his shorts with her. The Golden Seer's eyes widened as she beheld the impressive pole of thick cock that sprung out to greet her. It wasn't often that she expressed emotion externally, but at such a sight, Gullveig's pallid cheeks began to flush.
“G-Gullveig, wait!” Kiran stuttered. Everything was going too fast for him to process. It was only then that he realized the potential problems that came with their situation. “We're in the middle of the beach and someone could easily come by and see us.”
“And?” Gullveig wrapped one of her hands around Kiran's shaft and the other around his full balls before beginning her stroking. “Anything else?”
“Uh… w-well…” Kiran was at a loss. Gullveig rarely cared about what others thought and this time was no exception. She leaned in and wrapped her soft lips around the head of his cock. “Oh fuck.” Problems quickly arose as Gullveig pushed forward and sank more of the Summoner's delicious cock into her mouth. “Ah, careful!”
The golden horn sticking out of Gullveig's forehead, poked Kiran in the belly. She needed a different approach. With no hesitation, she pulled out her twin moons from the minimal confines of her bikini top. Pale tits wrapped around Kiran's mighty rod and buried it within the depths of Gullveig's cleavage. The young man let out a groan of pleasure from the softness and pressure encasing his cock.
The Seer's golden eyes gazed up towards the man she desired above all else as she began massaging her breasts along his turgid length. Warm breaths escaped her lips and teased Kiran's tip as it repeatedly popped out and retreated into the valley of cleavage. The soft moans that seeped out from between his lips filled her with a much desired warmth.
“F-Fuck, Gullveig,” Kiran groaned. His hand found its way to the top of her head; not to keep her in place, but to hold himself steady in the midst of incredible pleasure. “How are you so good at this?”
As Kiran's cock began to throb, eager for release as the soft pressure grinded against his length, he heard a voice call out from the beach.
“Summoner? Where are you?” A familiar voice reached Kiran and Gullveig's ears. “He was just here earlier…”
Kiran looked over his shoulder and peered around the palm tree. Seiðr looked every which way as she held a fresh bowl of shaved ice in each hand. She had arrived alongside Gullveig, but the latter broke away from the former's side and hunted down the Summoner shortly after setting foot on the beach. Kiran suddenly felt a wet tingling sensation on his tip and his attention was wrenched back towards Gullveig.
“Keep your eyes on me,” Gullveig whispered between licks. Only the head escaped the deep abyss of her breasts, but it was enough for her to lavish with her tongue. Beads of salty pre-cum were lapped up as they oozed out of Kiran's cock. “Ah… the Summoner's taste. Give me more.”
Kiran clenched his teeth and threw his head back as Gullveig suddenly began jackhammering her fat tits against his cock. His surroundings blurred and his knees weakened as he fought a losing battle to not come completely undone from Gullveig wringing him out. No coherent warnings or protest could escape Kiran's lips before he quickly reached his peak.
Hot jets of cum rocketed up into the air and splattered all over Gullveig's face and tits. Despite being hosed down by Kiran's abundant supply of jizz however, the Golden Seer did not flinch. Her pace continued unabated as her tits continued to wring out every drop and cover nearly every inch of her chest and face in sticky spunk. It didn't take long until Kiran's knees finally gave out, causing his back to slide down the trunk of the palm tree until he sat at the base. Gullveig stared intently at the abundance of cum dripping down her body before looking down at the Summoner's softening cock.
“Yes, this will do nicely,” Gullveig said as she swiped up a bit of cum on her golden-tipped fingers and stretched the sticky substance between her digits. “That should be enough foreplay.” Kiran slowly raised his head to see her pulling her bikini bottom aside. Her glistening gray pussy dripped with desire that ran down her inner thighs. Gullveig's golden eyes locked with Kiran's. “I hope you are not finished.”
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“Oh no, this is the third time I've been here, isn't it?” Seiðr meandered around the beach still looking for the Summoner. Unfortunately, her poor sense of direction was doing her no favors. “Let's see, what haven't I checked? How about these palm trees over here?”
As Seiðr peeked around the tree, her eyes suddenly widened. Kiran's hands sunk into Gullveig's fat pale ass as she rode him with wild abandon. The Summoner's back laid flat on the ground, unable to move as his partner pounded him into the sand with her hips. Seiðr's eyes met Gullveig's. The once great Golden Seer's face was sullied with semen and her heavy tits shook with every bounce. Despite her depraved appearance however, her face remained ever calm and collected. It was a visage of power and control.
“Wait your turn,” Gullveig said calmly as she relished the feeling of Kiran's cock hitting all of the right spots inside her.
Seiðr's brow furrowed, but she remained silent. She watched her future self make love to the man she cherished. Gullveig had such confidence, taking what she wanted for herself with no hesitation. Seiðr had been so nervous when asking the Summoner if she could accompany him to the beach. Then there was Gullveig's body. Her thighs were thicker, ass fatter, and tits bigger than Seiðr's own. Perhaps she had more room to grow over the years, but in her current state, Gullveig had her beat in many ways.
With a deep groan, Kiran reached another orgasm and unleashed his cum deep into Gullveig's tight pussy. A wonderful heat welled up within her core and she felt her own climax wash over her. Seiðr watched in awe as Gullveig's usually stoic face twisted in pleasure. Her eyes fluttered, her teeth clenched, and drool seeped down the corner of her mouth. Such an erotic sight quickly resulted in Seiðr's own bikini bottoms dampening with her arousal.
The waves of pleasure slowly washed away as Gullveig and Kiran came down from their highs. The Golden Seer slowly pulled herself away, letting her partner's spent cock fall away. Thick white goo slowly seeped from her slit as she stood up and backward. Gullveig nodded at Seiðr who hesitantly kneeled down at Kiran's side. Despite looking like he was on the verge of passing out she wrapped her fingers around his slick shaft and began to slowly stroke.
“I-I hope you are not finished,” Seiðr said with a furrowed brow and a smile on her face.