The Witcher: Rare Beasts (TV-MA) - Sex Stories

The Witcher: Rare Beasts (TV-MA)

... to the edge of his release.

As Véa reaches the peak of her pleasure, her body tenses and trembles in the throes of ecstasy. Her hips gyrate against Jaskier's skilled tongue, riding the waves of pleasure that cascade through her. With a sharp intake of breath, she releases a fervent cry of satisfaction, her body convulsing in a blissful release.

Jaskier savors the taste of Véa's essence, his tongue a magical tool of satisfaction that brings her to the pinnacle of pleasure. He delights in the way her body responds to his ministrations, relishing in the knowledge that he has brought her immense pleasure.

As Véa's climax subsides, she discounts Jaskier and lays next to the bard, panting at the unbelievable ride she just received.

Téa leans down, her lips finding Jaskier's lips consuming him in a passionate and hungry kiss. The taste of her friend lingers on his tongue, a delicious reminder of the shared ecstasy they have just experienced together. Their mouths meet in a fervent collision, tongues intertwining, as they share the remnants of their pleasure.

Téa's hips continue to rock ferociously against Jaskier, their bodies slapping in a primal rhythm. The intensity builds between them, their mutual desire pushing them closer to the edge of release.

With each thrust of Téa's hips, Jaskier's hand tightens around her waist, pulling her closer, and urging her to delve deeper into the intoxicating pleasure they share. The sensation of their bodies melding ...

... together becomes all-encompassing, every nerve ending alive with anticipation.

In a crescendo of pleasure, their bodies find release simultaneously, their cries of ecstasy merging into a harmonious symphony of satisfaction. Pleasure radiates through them, waves of bliss crashing over them as they reach the peak of their shared pleasure.

In this climactic moment, time seems to stand still, their bodies locked in a sublime union, their desires intertwined. Their connection becomes a testament to the depths of their passion and the profound bond they have forged through their exploration of pleasure.

As they recover from the intensity of their shared pleasure, the three of them find themselves intertwined in a comforting embrace, their bodies tangled together amidst the softness of fur pelts. The scene is a tableau of contrasting beauty, where ebony and pale skin intertwine in a testament to the diversity and allure of their union.

Jaskier, ever the poet and jester, finds himself at a loss for words momentarily. He gazes at the trio's embrace, a mixture of awe and humor dancing in his eyes. With a sly grin, he breaks the silence, "Well, ladies and gentlemen, it seems ebony and ivory can make great sensual music with or without a piano!"

Téa, still basking in the afterglow of their shared pleasure, playfully pokes Jaskier's side, teasingly remarking, "Oh, Jaskier, always the wordsmith, even amid such intimacy. I suppose we should expect nothing less from the bard with a ...