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Grima's Pets	By : KratosAurion97 Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 85250 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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After pumping several loads into Lissa's holes, Grima left the princess sleeping in her bed. He made his way through the castle halls to check on something before he would spend a night with his loyal mistress.
Grima stood at a bedroom door, he turned the doorknob and opened the door. A young woman with short, boyish white hair flinched in surprise when she heard her door squeak open suddenly. The girl closed the book that was sitting in her lap and turned to greet Grima.
"Hey Father!" The girl chirped, she hastily got off her bed and ran through her room to hug Grima. The girl buried her face into Grima's chest, moaning innocently as he returned her welcoming embrace.
"It's good to see you, Morgan. What were you reading, there?" Grima gently pulled away from Morgan's hug, watching her face redden upon hearing his question.
"A-ah, j-just a really gory war book... Y-yeah..." Morgan smiled sheepishly.
"So, where did you get a book like that?" Grima saw through Morgan's thin lie.
Morgan sighed in defeat, "Aversa."
"You're an adult; you can read whatever you please... Even if it's... lewd."
"And I was really enjoying myself too! Just because this is your castle, that doesn't been you shouldn't knock before entering someone's room!"
"Ah, I'll... keep that it mind..." Grima finally noticed Morgan was wearing only a loose shirt and a skimpy piece of underwear. "I assume you got that garment from Aversa too?" Grima said, pulling on the band of Morgan's panties.
"Yep! At least she treats me like a woman, unlike you." Morgan teased.
"Hmm..." Grima looked up and down Morgan's body, taking in her shapely figure, realizing that she was more mature than he always thought. "Morgan..." Grima said her name sternly.
"S-sorry! I didn't mean to upset you, Dad." Morgan apologized, frightened by Grima's sudden change of tone.
"I can treat you like a woman if you wish."
"Uh, w-what now?"
"You're obviously interested in sex, and you've shown me that you're ready for it."
"So you want to... You know, 'plow me like a tavern wench'?"
"Aversa will pay for giving you that book. That's not the term I would use, but yes, I will plow you."
Morgan groaned frustration, she didn't know what to think of the concept of her own father having sex with her, but she was so wet from touching herself while she read that novel that the thought of a real dick inside her was almost too irresistible.
"O-ok! I'll let you bed me, Father!"
Grima watched as Morgan pulled her shirt off, after she tossed her top to the side she climbed into bed, sitting with her legs spread as she waited for her father. Grima followed his daughter's steps and undressed, he climbed into bed and climbed on top of Morgan.
Grima pushed his lips against Morgan's, she opened her mouth and quickly felt Grima's tongue pressing warmly against hers. Morgan moaned from the myriad of sensations she was feeling; her father's hands squeezed her small breasts while at the same time she felt Grima's hard cock grinding against her pussy through her panties. Grima moved away from Morgan's mouth, he buried his face into the side of her neck and placed a series of loving kisses against her skin while he continued to squeezed Morgan's tits.
"G-gods, I never knew how sensitive my chest is! I wish my knockers were as big as Aversa's, hers bounce by just looking at them!"
Grima pinched Morgan's nipples, drawing a surprised gasp from her. "You don't need to act like Aversa, one of her is enough." Grima began to kiss down Morgan's body, he stopped at her breast and wrapped his lips around her nipple. He rolled Morgan's nipple gently between his teeth. Grima went lower, kissing down her taut stomach before reaching between her thighs.
Grima just started to pull Morgan's underwear down when she stopped him. "Take a look at my butt before you take those off!" Morgan's words amused Grima and stopped his hands from going any further.
Grima pulled himself off of her and kneeled before her. He watched as Morgan rolled onto her stomach, clearly presenting herself to him. Grima stared lustfully at Morgan's nearly bare ass; the thin, black thong she wore didn't cover an inch of her cheeks, the only thing it provided was the thin waistband and a narrow strip of cloth that went between her perky butt cheeks. Grima grabbed Morgan's cheeks and pulled them apart, seeing as the thin line of fabric barely covered Morgan's anus, he gripped her waistband of her thong and dragged the garment down her short legs.
Grima pulled Morgan up onto her hands and knees, he spread her ass again and leaned forward in between her cheeks. Morgan gasped suddenly when she felt Grima's tongue brush against her backdoor. "F-father! I-I didn't think you were so dirty!"
Grima ignored her comment and continued to eat her ass, circling his tongue around her rim, his eyes closed as he concentrated on making Morgan's ass loose for himself. Morgan felt Grima's tongue sink into her ass a little, she leaned her head forward and groaned, "So you want my butt first? I've always wanted to try two dicks in my holes at the same time, just like Aversa mentioned."
Grima would make sure Aversa was punished for filling Morgan's head with this filthy nonsense. Grima's tongue slithered somewhat deep into Morgan's ass, his tongue was encased by her tight anal walls as he wiggled his tongue inside her. After coating her anus with a layer spit and loosening her hole a bit, Grima pulled away, he replaced his tongue's presence inside Morgan's asshole with two of his fingers.
Morgan groaned, the skin of Grima's fingers felt rough as they were pushed inside her. The size of Grima's fingers was already bigger than anything she had stuck up her ass before. "Aversa's right! I feel so dirty getting my butt touched. Do you think you could spank me once, father?"
Grima complied, he raised his arm and brought his free hand down harshly onto Morgan's left cheek. Morgan threw her head back a cried out, the powerful smack had caused a tiny spurt of juices to erupt from her pussy.
"I can't help it if you want to be like Aversa, but know that if you do, I won't go easy on you."
"Mmm, I really want to be fucked, Father... I know what your cum did to those other girls; I want you to knock me up and make me your slave."
Grima slipped his fingers out of Morgan and he positioned himself behind her. Morgan felt Grima's strong hands on her plump rear cheeks, in a single motion Grima slammed his way into his daughter's back entrance. Morgan screamed, the sudden stinging pain of her insides split apart to accommodate Grima's massive length left her groaning in bittersweet pain.
Despite the initial thrust, Grima's cock felt good; so warm, long, and thick inside her. Grima's forceful thrusts into Morgan's ass left her feeling completely filled with dick. Morgan reached under her to feel her leaking pussy, her fingers were coated in her running juices. She was so wet! Just like Aversa told her days ago: once he was inside her, she would become a cock-hungry slut for her father's dick.
Morgan brought her fingers to her lips, she stuck her digits in her mouth and sucked on them, cleaning her own juices off, moaning around her fingers while her ass was being drilled from behind. Grima watched Morgan for some time, he watched in amusement at the sight Morgan sucking her fingers like they were a cock.
Despite his initial anger with Aversa, he was glad she had helped Morgan find her calling. He felt no guilt as he leaned over Morgan's back and hammered her ass with a never ending wave of thrusts deep into her gorgeous ass. Grima moaned and grunted directly into Morgan's ear. "You're such a filthy whore, Morgan. You're taking my cock so well for a virgin."
"Mmm, I-I am a whore, huh? Aversa said she likes being a whore, I think I do too..." Morgan gasped sharply, Grima sank his teeth into her neck, the brief pain added onto her pleasure.
Grima reached under Morgan and grabbed her bouncing tits, he squeezed them again, causing Morgan to squeal loudly. The feeling of Grima's cock pounding her ass coupled with her tits being groped had kept Morgan crying out from the assortment of sensations that hit her all at once.
"Ask Aversa if she can make your bust bigger. If she set you on the course of being a seductress, then she can finish the job."
Morgan didn't reply, she was too deep into her own pleasure that she couldn't form words. Morgan felt Grima's weight on top of her; she loved the feeling of him leaning over her back, pushing her body closer to the mattress as he plowed her, and she loved his hands running down her body while she heard his own groans of delight in her ear.
Morgan felt something building up inside her, the hot friction made from Grima's cock plunging in and out of her had brought Morgan quickly to her release. "F-father! I think I'm going to..."
"Just let it out, Morgan, I'm right behind you!" Grima groaned, he hadn't been this worked up in some time.
Morgan reached between her legs again and rubbed her pussy madly. Much like Aversa herself, Morgan was a squirter, Morgan screamed in joy as she bursted; a clear stream of cum shot from her pussy, dampening anything under her with her juices.
Grima continue to slam into Morgan, his thrusts getting lazy as he reached his own release. Grima moved away from Morgan's back, he knelt behind her and gave his final few slams before driving his cock deep into her asshole. Grima felt another strangely large load coming, he shot string after string of spunk deep into Morgan, filling her ass up with an oddly potent load.
Grima pulled out, just like with Lissa, Morgan's ass overflowed with seed, it leaked out of her rear in small stream. Morgan fell onto her stomach, exhausted from the rough fucking she proudly took.
"T-that was really good but... Do you think we could get me pregnant another time? I'm really sore..." Morgan asked breathlessly, rolling herself onto her back.
"Of course dear." Morgan watched as Grima got off the bed and walked around to the side, he leaned over her and placed one final kiss to her lips, "I will see you soon, and I will fuck you until you're carrying my child."
"Don't... Don't keep me waiting too long, Father. If I don't feel your cock soon, I might go crazy." Morgan's eyes lazily closed after her last sentence.
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Aversa greeted Morgan later that evening with a oddly loving hug, "Mmm, I can smell the sex on you. So, you let Robin between your legs, eh, girl?"
"Well~ more like I bent over and he stuffed my butt!"
"Oooh, aren't you a naughty one. So, I take it the undergarments were to your liking?"
Morgan groaned, "Kinda. Dad was ready to pound me into the mattress before I even showed him what the thong looked like from behind!"
"Still... It looked ravishing on your bottom; if I was a man, I would've killed for a chance to kiss a cute butt like that." Aversa giggled.
"So, you really think I'm your daughter?"
"Yes, your success tonight almost outright confirms it." Aversa pulled off Morgan's top off, "You have my round hips and my full backside." Aversa grabbed Morgan's breasts and pinched both of the girl's nipples, drawing a gasp from Morgan, "The only thing you didn't inherit is my bust. I can feel my dark power inside you, yet my most defining feature is lacking."
"Father said you could maybe help make them bigger?"
"Hmm, yes. A powerful mage such as myself should be able to turn your flatness into a rack to gawk at. Be a dear and follow me to the library, we'll see what we can dig up."
Morgan followed Aversa and left the older woman's room. She tried to mimic the sway in Aversa's hips as she followed her mother closely through the castle halls.
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It was just before midnight when Grima stepped into Tharja's quarters. The room was dark, her tables and bookshelves were unorganized and cluttered with books scattered everywhere.
The room was illuminated by a handful of candles spread throughout the room. Grima found Tharja naked on top of her bed on all fours. Tharja's bed was pointed directly at the doorway, giving Grima a clear view of Tharja working a toy in and out of her pussy while another toy remained lodged in her ass.
"Robin," Tharja moaned, "I've been waiting for awhile now. I've kept myself wet and ready for you." Tharja purred, though she was facing the headboard of the bed, she knew he was looking at her with a lustful gaze. Tharja heard a series of zipping and unbuckling behind her, she moaned in excitement as she let go of the fake cock in her pussy and reached behind her to move the one in her ass back and forth.
Tharja felt the bed shift, Grima placed his hand over hers and moved it away from the toy. "You're taking my ass and my pussy. You kept me waiting too long to settle for just one."
"Very well." Grima pulled both toys from Tharja's holes. Tharja felt Grima's cock pushing past her pussy lips and into her soaking hole. Grima started off quickly, he had been with Tharja long enough that her holes practically molded to his shape.
"T-that's right; fuck me as hard as you want. My body belongs to you, use it however you wish," Tharja said moaning, Grima's already heated thrusts ensured his cock gave her the tight friction she yearned for as he plunged deep into her pussy.
Despite fucking Tharja countless times, her holes always seemed as tight as when she was still a maiden. Tharja's pussy clamped desperately around his shaft, coating the thick rod with her juices and allowing Grima's cock move within her tightness with ease.
"I can't wait to be addicted you your seed; then you'll have no choice but to take responsibility." Tharja's smirk could be only described as wicked; her desires would be constantly fulfilled once Grima had an obligation to fuck his new toy.
"You deserve it," Grima said with a grunt, his held onto Tharja's waist as he relentlessly thrusted into Tharja, his cock plunging deep into her slick hole, her walls massaged his shaft lovingly with their warm tightness.
Tharja yelped when she was flipped onto her back, Grima thought it was a good time to change the way that he fucked her, Tharja's arms found themselves around Grima's neck as he laid over her. Grima pushed back into the enticing wetness of Tharja's pussy and began to hammer her harder than before.
Tharja legs were locked tightly around Grima's lower back, she took her pounding with pride, moaning his name and using her legs to pull him deeper into her. Tharja gazed into Grima's eerie red eyes, he returned her gaze with a look of lust rather than love. That was what she was used to, Robin had alway seen her as a set of holes--a whore. She would get what she wanted: a child, and that would be enough.
Morgan's ass had taken a toll on Grima, he felt exhausted ever since he left his daughter's room earlier in the afternoon. Grima buried his face into Tharja's neck and groaned, spilling his seed inside of Tharja's pussy.
Tharja cried out in sheer bliss when the steady, unending spurts of spunk were shot deep into her pussy. Her own juices leaked out of her as she shivered in orgasmic delight. Tharja felt the strangely potent load flow into her for several seconds before he finally finished.
"T-Tharja-- I" Grima spoke breathlessly, feeling his strength falter.
"M-master? Are you--" Tharja watched as Grima rolled off of her and collapsed onto his back. She sat up worryingly, she leaned over Grima, brushing some stray white hairs from his closed eyes. "He's just unconscious. Good..." Tharja had been in this position before with Robin, she knew could take care of him until his health improved.
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Grima's eyes slowly opened, his mind was hazy as he tried to recall what happened and where he was. Grima felt something warm and wet down towards his groin. Grima sat up slowly to see what was happening. He let out a relieved sigh when he saw that it was Tharja servicing him between his legs.
Tharja bobbed her head back and forth Grima's shaft, increasing her speed now that he was awake. Grima remained silent and laid back to simply enjoy the early morning blowjob Tharja gave him. Tharja giggled around his cock, she rested her hands on his thighs as she steadily worked her mouth up and down along Grima's length, slicking his rigid shaft with her saliva.
Tharja was always able to prove her worth between his legs, even when Tharja took him deep into her throat, regardless if was an accident or intentional, she didn't gag or choke; she would quickly return to her decided pace and resume sucking him off diligently.
Tharja slowly took all of Grima's length into her mouth, his tip passed and brushed into the back of her throat, her nose pushing into the white mass of Grima's pubes as she moaned exaggeratedly. Tharja felt another steady gush of warm cum spewing down her throat. Tharja pulled away from his cock as the load was already too much for her to swallow in the end, Grima's cock fired off the rest of the load onto her plump breasts and onto her lovely face.
Tharja coughed on the seed sliding down her throat, more of it spilled from her mouth down to her breasts. She gasped for air once she finally finished swallowing the load. "How are you feeling?"
"Strange. Anxious, I guess. I feel the need to destroy as well as the need to bed someone."
"While you were asleep, I read about the side effects of becoming the Fell Dragon. Do you feel fatigued?"
"For a couple days now, actually."
"And your seed seems to flow endlessly in greater potency?"
"Yes, ever since I bedded Lissa I noticed this..."
"It seems this happens with all male vessels; it just means your power is returning."
"Good. I'll start the planning for our invasion of--" Grima started to sit up as he spoke, Tharja placed her pale hand on his chest and pushed him back down onto the mattress.
"I'm still owed another round. If you try to leave again, I will tie you down to my bed." Tharja quickly moved to straddle Grima, she hovered over Grima's cock and sank down, his cock passed between her plump cheeks. Grima's tip was pressed tightly against Tharja asshole, the dark mage smirked as she began to slowly take him in. It was a struggle taking Grima deep, Tharja's tight inner walls clenched around him tightly, but were slowly pushed apart, gradually opening to take more of Grima's thick shaft.
Tharja gasped aloud once she was fully seated on Grima's dick, Tharja seized and placed Grima's hands onto her full rear. Tharja slowly started moving, lifting her hips up before falling down into Grima's lap. Tharja's slow motions didn't stay slow for long; with her master's hands on her ass helping to guide her, Tharja built up a fast rhythm of quick bounces on top of his cock.
Tharja's large breasts bounced frantically, she slammed her self down Grima's length almost violently, enjoying the feeling of her ass being completely plugged. Tharja's lips began to spill will ragged moans once Grima started to thrust up into her.
"Remember..." Tharja began with a sharp gasp, "...You may be my master--my owner, but I rule this world as much as you do."
Grima didn't retort, he was too captivated by the intense tightness surrounding him; he pushed his head back against the pillow, grabbing and squeezing Tharja's ass while he desperately thrusted into Tharja's tight hole. It was far too early to be dealing with Tharja, his moans ran freely as the pleasure overwhelmed him.
Tharja joined Grima in joyfully moaning, she bucked frantically in Grima's lap, fucking herself deep on Grima's dick while his own thrusts made it so his length reached even deeper than when she was the only one moving.
Tharja's juices ran down her thighs, she knew it would be a messy orgasm, Grima's cock in her ass always tends to do that to her. Tharja felt her orgasm sneaking up on her, she continued to brutally slam herself down Grima's shaft even as she began to cum. Tharja slammed herself down fully on Grima's cock, her juices leaked heavily out of her as she leaned her head back and took in all the pleasures of her climax. In the midst of her orgasm, Tharja felt the delightfully hot feeling of Grima's seed filling her ass.
Tharja's eyes shot open when she felt her self being thrown down onto the bed, her face and chest was pushed into the mattress while her rear was pointed up. Tharja felt Grima's cock pushing against her cum-filled ass.
"You had your fun, but I'm not done yet." Grima said, pushing his length back into Tharja's ass.
Tharja lifted her head from the bed, groaning as Grima's thrusts filled her again. "I'll endure anything you wish, Robin. Even if you desire to take my life, I will gladly give it to you." Tharja buried her face back into the bed as she took her master's cock back into her sore ass.
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Tharja laid exhausted on her bed, the still-naked dark mage was completely covered in Grima's seed; even her holes were pumped full after Grima decided to fuck her nearly a dozen times. Tharja could barely move, she laid on her back, drunk off of Grima's seed as she caressed her cum-covered skin. "Be ready... Noire..." She whispered to herself, she continued to run her hands down her body. She stuck two fingers inside of her pussy, she pumped her fingers in and out of her entrance, slowly working on giving herself another orgasm before she had to clean herself up for the new day.
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