4. A Night to Remember


    He teleported back to the inn, waiting for the inn to stop serving customers food. People ambled off to their lodgings or back to their homes, but Mercurius flicked a gold coin to each woman, and they grabbed him and led him to a room. They both pressed his wrists, the blonde pressing his front with her tits, the ginger pressing his back with hers.


    “Young merchant, you must be tired from your travels.”


    “Young lord,” the blonde woman said deferentially, her eyes darting up and down.


    The blonde was blatantly an older woman, in her 30s or 40s, her hair up to her shoulders, the ginger, her hair done short, she was in her 20s and was salivating on his shoulder. The innkeeper’s room was shut, and Mercurius’s robes were taken off.


    “Oh you shaved yours?” The blonde said, “my niece only trims hers.”


    They took off their aprons, their trousers and long sleeve shirts before shoving him on the bed.


    “Come on, let’s have a wash together.”


    They got hot water and put it in a circular wooden tub, sandwiched between two women, he felt the breasts press into him from both sides. Washing his foreskin before they played with him. He touched both pairs of tits, and he was given the soft rears and vulvas to touch and play around with. The blonde innkeeper jostled his balls and slid the head of his dick on her vulva wetting herself.


    “I am Lara by the way,” the innkeeper said, “I hope you are feeling welcome at our inn.”


    She slotted herself on his penis as the merchant touched her back.


    “I am Vulcana,” the red haired woman said.


    “Mercurius,” he said, feeling absolutely incredible, his voice showing it.


    Vulcana kissed him, and then made him lick her pussy. It was lightly trimmed but there was still hair in a tuft, while the innkeeper had trimmed but more grown out pussy hair. Mercurius sank back in the bath tub, eventually after so much licking he was fed an aphrodisiac drug through a kiss. The innkeeper smacked with a reverse cowgirl until Mercurius ejaculated inside of her and she bounced a little longer until she orgasmed. Mercurius was then aggressively sucked and licked with two mouths. The ginger got the balls as the innkeeper put the entire penis in her mouth, making loud sucking sounds.


    The God of Trade is awesome.


    “I am not responsible for this. This is something the God of Love is responsible for.” The God of Trade said in his mind.


    He exists?


    You really don’t want to be a priest for them, besides you can only be a priest of one deity at a time. Although I am not jealous like those three. If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    Mercurius stopped paying attention to the words of the deity, instead focusing on the tongues and mouths that sucked on him. Two pairs of blue eyes looked at him with hunger. Lara’s mouth had cum on it, and she showed him the product of her labour, Vulcana nibbling at where the cum came out, demanding more come out. Vulcana sat on him facing her.


    “Let’s get out,” the innkeeper said.


    Cum dripped out of her, the soap washed quickly off him before he too was dried. Lara lay on her bed, but it was Vulcana who rode him in a cowgirl. She squeezed him tighter than he had ever been squeezed, his eyes opening and then closing as he felt the suction. The muscly abdomen translated into a tight grip for her vagina, squeezing him until he deposited another load in him, and she quickly finished on top of him. Now both women lay butts out, the cum rolling onto their labia, making Mercurius going more crazy. They lay on the bed, his penis inserting itself as his hips smacked from behind. Cum felt the ginger’s butt like it was soft cake, endlessly gripping it with his fingers, Lara’s vulva was likewise touched. Grabbing her short hair as he felt himself inside of her, he ejaculated once again. Vulcana sucked his penis, mopping up the residue cum and putting her spit all over it. Then he licked and sucked the balls, before guiding Mercurius into her aunt. They went into a missionary position, the aunt engaging in the most lascivious kiss. He felt the worked out tits of Vulcana on his back, as he tried to move. Hot breath hit him from both sides as he tried to work his way to make her cum. She did, the amount of times he had, making him lose his sense of reality.


    “Water,” he begged, to much mirth from both women, who likewise drank.


    He was given some to drink, before Lara gave a tit job. It didn’t last long before it evolved into her bouncing on his lap. The man was given something that made his libido go crazy, he was harder than a rock, and the moaning from both women didn’t make him get any quieter. He finished inside of Lara, and Vulcana took over. Cum dropped out of Lara and she took his mouth in a kiss. The two worked well as a team, the evangel of the God of Trade had traded a good night’s sleep for sex. A dangerous trade. Vulcana bounced until she orgasmed, both of their pussies wet all over. Again they sucked his penis, Vulcana shaking it around in her mouth before it spurted some more of its contents. Lara in that moment clapped her butt in a reverse cowgirl.


    “Let me get the last taste of this,” she said, smacking her butt as she orgasmed rather quickly.


    Again she did it, and Mercurius pressed her round arse before eventually finishing once again inside of her. They quickly went into the bath, doused themselves in soapy water, dried themselves and went to sleep, sandwiched between tits and pussies; pussies filled with his seed.


    “I am a widow, so I wouldn’t mind some kids,” Lara said, “you worked hard, sleep.”


    “I am on a safe day unfortunately,” Vulcana said, “I wanted the lord’s kids.”


    Mercurius pretended not to hear, while the women clasped him from either side. Sinking into the soft bedsheets, utterly bereft of stress of worry.


    He woke up in the morning to the feeling of someone nibbling on his balls and bobbing up and down on his penis. Lara happily swallowed his morning load, showing him the full extent of her work. He lay back, and Vulcana clasped him in a hungry kiss. The vagina was tight, determined to squeeze his seed out of him. He held onto dear life as she smacked herself on top of him. He was exhaling at how good it felt and then he finished, she continued for a little bit, accepting the cum that came out of him. She slowly dismounted and the cum rolled out of her. The cotton bedsheets covered in his cum, he had a sudden realisation at how coming to this inn in Marston would be different from now on.


    “Don’t worry about it dear, we won’t make it too obvious, and we’re always willing to help,” Lara said sweetly.


    “Lay down,” Vulcana said.


    Lara put his dick between her tits and started sucking, Vulcana licked it from the outside. Enticing him to finish once more, and he did rather spectacularly, the two women licking the residues and swallowing it before they both slowly got dressed. He likewise got ready, ready for another day of trading.