Confined With a Goddess

Jake surfaced, tossing his mane back as he did. He'd learned long ago that he needed to keep his hair under control as he came out of the water, or it would stick to his face and not want to sit correctly. He lifted his spear and tossed it onto the raft, as well as the two bass that he'd caught, then climbed aboard and started paddling back toward the shore.

It was still early morning when he arrived, spotting Celestia just coming back from her run. "Hey, Jake!" she called, waving as she approached in her Lynyrd Skynyrd shirt. "Happy anniversary!"

"And a happy anniversary to you, too," he smiled, moving the raft and its oar back to the proper position. "Good run?"

She shrugged. "It was alright. Kind of wish I had a hot piece of arse to chase after, though..."

As she gave him a swift but light spank, he jumped just slightly. He loved when she did that. "Trust me, you'll have plenty of time with it today," he assured. "Just let me start dinner, first."

He brought the speared fish into the house. They'd filled the place up with other furniture, with two tables, a few dining chairs, and a very large chest of drawers. There was even a wardrobe with baskets made from woven vines that held their dirty clothes.

Jake brought the fish to the table by the wall and started scaling, gutting, fileting and skinning the fish. Then he chopped it up into little chunks, which he tossed into the cauldron. He did the same for the other fish, as well as adding some fruits and vegetables; Tomato, carrot, turnip, celery, onion and garlic. Some herbs, too, as Luna had supplied him with parsley, rosemary and thyme, as well as several that he wasn't using. Lastly, some salt and pepper for flavour, and then some fresh water to act as the medium.

With the stew over the fire, Jake moved back to the bed and lay down. Of course, he'd washed his hands when he went to collect the water, and he'd cleaned the vegetables and fish before cutting anything, so he was clean, and before long, dry.

"All better?" asked Celestia. She'd been sitting at the table while he handled the prepwork for their dinner, carving a small square of wood with a knife. She'd carved out several of these already, with forty-nine of them finished. This one would be number fifty, and then she only had fourteen to go.

"Dinner is on its way," nodded Jake. "We just have to wait. In an hour or so, it'll be ready."

"A bit early to start dinner, don't you think?"

He shook his head. "Reduced to just a simmer, it'll soften up as it cooks slowly. It'll be fine to sit there for a couple of hours."

Celestia took a deep breath. "A couple of hours? How ever shall we pass the time?"

Jake snorted out a small chuckle. "Judging by that smirk on your face, I know that you already have an answer to that question. So, how do you want me? Usual position?"

Celestia shook her head. "Today is a special day. And since you're already making dinner, how about I feed you some lunch?"

Jake propped himself up on his elbows and nodded. "I'd like that."

At his confirmation, Celestia put down her whittling and stood up, moving over to the bed and sitting down. Jake crawled up into her lap as she removed her shirt, letting her tits flop out. Jake immediately grabbed one of her nipples with his lips, sucking on it and flicking the tip with his tongue.

For a few minutes, Celestia just sat there, holding his shoulders up. She wasn't lactating, he'd suck no white substance out of her breasts. Another place, sure, but not her breasts. He was essentially just sucking on flesh. But it made her feel maternal, which was something she didn't have as much of now that her charge was fully capable of handling everything here on the island. He didn't need her anymore, but it was nice to feel like he did for a bit.

She slipped his shorts off and pulled out his dick, which was hardening nicely at her touch. She didn't need to say anything; just smiling down at him told him everything he needed to know. The fact that she was jerking him off with one hand while he was feeding on her breasts was evidence enough that she loved him.

The evidence that he loved her came shortly after, when he shot a load right into her hand. "That's mommy's good boy," she giggled, rubbing the discharge on his arsehole. "Did my little boy enjoy his handjob?"

Jake separated from her and nodded. "He did."

"Mmm... good. Roll over for mommy, we're going to go to the usual position."

Jake crawled further into the bed, kicking off his shorts. He hadn't put on a shirt this morning, or he'd be taking that off, too. As he spread his legs, he lowered his chest to the mattress and gripped at the sheets, letting Celestia see his waiting pucker. "I'm all yours."

Luna watched through the wall-sized mirror as Celestia drove her whole cock onto Jake's arse. He'd become quite good at taking her cock, and had even been able to stomach Luna's when she popped in for a visit on rare occasions. She'd known about this coming for awhile, having reminded Celestia about the date herself. Perhaps it was a bit of a kink for voyeurism at this point, but she loved watching them. She'd often watch while rubbing herself, but today was a special occasion.

She waved the whore over. She'd paid to have one available to her all day while she watched. She was going to tend to Luna's needs. "Do you see what we see?"

The whore nodded. "It's doggystyle."

Luna nodded. "You are going to ride us like a cowgirl. You will try to match their pace. Are we understood?"

The whore swallowed and climbed on. She was going to have a difficult time. While she had more experience than Jake, Jake had grown to be stretchy and accustomed to large insertions. The whore was just a common whore, used to normal-sized dicks. Luna was a queen, with a queen-sized dick to match.

Still, she tried. She wasn't quite as fast as the other two, but she was fast enough to not hear any complaints from Luna. But judging from the amount of moaning coming through the mirror, they weren't having nearly as much fun as Jake and Celestia.