(A/N: Sorry guys. I know it's been like…a year since I last updated this story. In my defense, I was trying to finish other ongoing stories I was doing, which would give me more time to work on this one. The cool thing about this story is also the reason I tend to leave it on the back burner a lot. There's no actual end in sight for it. As long as the series is ongoing and there's things that inspire me, I'll keep updating this story. I actually wanted this chapter up by issue 100 but obviously I failed in that. Hopefully it was worth the wait though. Now onto other news.
I'm actually planning on doing other stories set in this universe that don't necessarily revolve around sex…at least as much as you probably now expect from this story. I was initially going to just add it to this story, but I feel if people want to read a story based on the characters without all the smut, they should have the option. No telling when exactly, but once I do start it, I'll be updating both stories as much as I can. Either way, I appreciate you guys. As always, review and let me know what you think.)
When it came to sex, Jon always had a tendency of being the dominant one. It wasn't an ego thing. It's just the position that he naturally gravitated towards. And to be honest, he hadn't gotten any complaints about it. Of course, this didn't count the times he'd been addled and used in the fairy realm nor some of the Boo Cat situations. But, on the whole, when he was conscious of what was going on, he played the dominant role.
Another notable exception was his relationship with Raven Hex. They found a natural balance between the two of them. Sometimes she was in charge and sometimes he was. They never had to ask. It was always a very fluid thing. They just knew when to let the other one take charge. Sometimes they would even switch the role multiple times during a 'session'.
Tarot, on the other hand tended to be more consistently submissive. She seemed to get off on egging Jon on until he was a ball of lustful hormones using her body over and over. Sometimes she would take the reins, but nowhere near the amount that Raven Hex preferred. And even then, it was usually to tease or to reward, allowing Jon to just lay back and enjoy. She rarely took full control the entire time.
This time, however, Tarot was like a ravenous animal. Jon lost track of the time as she quite literally pounced on him and rode his cock like she was going to die if he didn't make her cum until she passed out. From time to time, he'd catch a glance of Raven. It was very hard to pay attention to anything or anyone but Tarot. She demanded the attention, not through words but through action. Her every movement and thrust of her hips screamed at him to focus on her and her alone. She needed Jon in his entirety, body and soul and made sure to reward the attention. There was simply no way he could have handled her without the magical assistance that Raven had given him.
When he could steal a glance at Tarot's sister, she flashed him a wide smile. It was taunting. She was also speaking more with her body language than her words. It said, 'I told you so,' She'd been insisting for weeks that this exact situation was a possibility. That Jon was being downright silly for not taking advantage. It was a little frustrating, in retrospect that he hadn't been taking as much advantage of the situation as he could have been. Not that it particularly mattered anymore.
The other thing that Jon got from his glances was that Raven was not restrained as Tarot had been. Her legs were spread apart, her fingers were lazily tuning her instrument. She had been watching very closely as if she were waiting for something. Jon had seen when Raven's fingers were moving with purpose. This was simply…keeping herself occupied. But Jon couldn't think of this for long. Tarot continued to demand his attention.
He did truly enjoy watching Tarot's perfect body bouncing on top of him so frantically and desperately. The way her hips were slamming against his, practically impaling herself on him. The way her hands clutched at him for leverage. The way her breasts moved wildly, refusing to be contained in any one movement. But eventually, Jon couldn't just remain an observer to the experience. He clutched her hips and began to add a thrust of his own, matching hers and then some.
Both sisters had a very immediate reaction. Where Tarot smiled down at Jon, leaning forward to kiss him, moaning even louder as he pounded her with a new ferocity, Raven's fingers began to explore her little slit with a new vigor. Jon could hear both sisters moaning louder and louder. Before he knew what was going on, he felt Raven's delicate but strong hands reaching from above, running up and down his chest. The moment he acknowledged her, she claimed his lips. Jon felt the rush of experiencing Tarot and Raven simultaneously.
Jon kissed Raven back, moving his tongue around hers, while driving his cock deeper and deeper into her sister. Once Raven's lips finally released his, they moved along his jaw, her teeth playfully tugging his earlobe to demand he now continue to split his attention. "Hurry and make her cum, Lover. I want another turn." The dark witch sensually whispered.
Jon shuddered violently at the suggestion. The harder he fucked Tarot, the more she seemed to revel in it, flashing Raven a look which received a loud cackle from the dark witch. "I think you might need to wear her out just a little bit more for me to get my turn." She teased, watching what Jon was continuing to do to her sister. Raven began to get impatient, pulling Jon back by his shoulders, and forcing him horizontal.
Before Jon could protest or even question what was happening, he looked up to see Raven's 'instrument' descending onto him and immediately opened his mouth, once more smelling Raven's delicious aroma in his nose and her addicting taste on his tongue, taking his hands from Tarot's hips and moving them to Raven's. All three participants, moaned loudly. Jon felt literally surrounded by sex, something he'd become quite familiar with over the past few years.
Jon eagerly licked Raven's clit before sliding his tongue into her waiting pussy. Her hips ground against him, as she threw her head back, reaching up to massage her nipples, bathing in the desperate lust. She screamed for Jon to keep licking her, grinning as Tarot reached another orgasm, sending a wave of magic through the room. It was like they were feeding off the sex. Instead of getting worn out, they were only getting more and more excited. It was like a revolving door of passion.
Soon, when Tarot finally couldn't mount Jon any further, she slid off with a long moan, still needing it inside of her but being unable to satisfy the urge, until it hit her and she enveloped Jon's large member in her mouth. Jon's eyes bulged as he felt a very distinct sensation after Raven shifted her weight. He knew what Tarot's tongue felt like, and he knew what Raven's felt like. He was currently feeling two tongues swirling over his cock before two different pairs of lips would take him balls deep and then he'd feel the two tongues again.
Jon moaned loudly to get Raven's attention, gripping her even harder. He felt Raven's lips release him, only to have Tarot reclaim the currently unsucked cock. "What was that, Lover?" Raven asked, an amused tone to her voice. Jon tried to answer, even though Tarot was taking his cock as deep as anyone could, along with Raven teasingly massaging his balls, which made talking at all very difficult.
"You want to see?" Raven guessed correctly, getting a nod from Jon in response. It was true. While he did have a glorious view of Raven's lower region, he couldn't see what the sisters' lips were doing to him, which was something he really wanted to see. Raven seemed to think about it. "What do you think, Rowan? Should we let him see?" Just as Tarot sounded like she was about to answer, Jon felt Raven suddenly and very forcefully shift her weight and the graveyard guardian immediately felt the familiar sensation of Tarot's throat around his cock, as well as a little squeal of surprise from the Swordmaiden of the Black Rose coven.
"Why Tarot! That's such a good idea! If Jon wants to see, he should make me cum first. I don't know why I didn't think of that!" Jon couldn't see Raven's grin but he was sure it was there. It was a fair enough request, so Jon's tongue went double time. Raven's reaction was immediate.
"Goddess!" She panted. "I don't know if I should be impressed or angry that you weren't trying this hard from the start."
Jon mumbled a reply, without stopping his work. It had become a little easier as Raven was more distracted now, and it was only Tarot servicing his dick instead of both witches. Raven deciphered his muffled words once more. "You were purposely drawing it out? A likely stor- GODS! Right there, Jon!" Raven's words started to become unintelligible the more Jon's tongue went to work. And when he added his fingers, it was a done deal.
It was almost like a race. Tarot seemed to be bobbing her head up and down on Jon's cock faster and faster, trying to get him to cum before Raven did. Tarot's lips expertly worked the full length of Jon's impressive member while Raven gripped him harder and harder doing everything but threatening him if he stopped a single thing he was doing. It was like she was straddling the orgasm but it was holding of. It only made her want it more desperately, grinding her hips against Jon's lips, his fingers pistoning frantically into the tight entrance.
Raven's body bucked and shook with the ecstasy she was experiencing. A final scream indicated that Jon had earned his show. Her body was still trembling with aftershocks, when she slid off of him and claimed his lips again, treating his tongue like she'd soon be treating his cock. Jon was panting both from the sudden kiss and Tarot's continued treatment of him. His breath caught as Raven winked at him and headed down to give Tarot a hand, and more importantly, another pair of lips.
Knowing that Jon was watching and obviously enjoying the spectacle, the goal altered slightly. The two sisters took their time. They sensually licked his member, softly kissing it as if it were a being worthy of worship. They'd playfully fight over it, taking turns plunging it into the depths of their throat, but never long enough for Jon to reach an orgasm because they switched back and forth so quickly. He was never able to fully adjust. His fingers ran lovingly through both sisters' hair. There just weren't words to describe the sensation. It was almost too good, like a dream he was scared to acknowledge as a dream because then he'd wake up. The hunger to cum began to rumble inside of him, although he'd probably lost count of his own orgasms and absolutely couldn't hazard a guess at the witches' total.
Jon was snapped suddenly into the here and now when Raven flashed him a look. It was a very mischievous look, and with Raven Hex that could mean so many different things, especially if she caught onto Jon's desperation. Raven could be very… inventive… She quickly got Tarot's attention and whispered something in her ear, after which Jon could practically see the devil horns appearing through her crimson hair.
"Close your eyes." Raven ordered, beaming from ear to ear.
"But I earned it…" Jon protested with a little involuntary pout.
Tarot's grin matched her sister's. "Do you trust me?"
"…yeah…" Jon responded, cautiously.
"Then close your eyes." Tarot stated, the smile still on her face. "I promise you'll like what we have in mind."
"Absolutely." Raven agreed, gently massaging Jon's inner thighs.
Jon sighed, but gave into the witches' request, closing his eyes. His heart immediately started pounding in his chest. Especially when he couldn't feel either of them and heard the shuffling of them repositioning themselves, with little giggles cutting the silence.
He then felt a warm, somewhat familiar sensation on his dick. It was like he was having déjà vu, especially with that particular sensation happening with his eyes closed. Jon began to think of the cave he and Raven were stuck inside while they had been looking for Tarot. That was when it hit him, finally and his eyes shot open. "Oh God!" He groaned to the chorus of Tarot and Raven Hex's giggles as they buried his cock between both sets of their impressive breasts.
Jon had enough time to fathom that two separate pairs of breasts were wrapped around his member before the sisters moved in unison, massaging his cock. "You should have kept your eyes closed." Raven taunted, loving the blend of disbelief and mind numbing pleasure on her lover's face.
Her words rang true. It felt amazing, but watching it was almost too much. Jon's cock seemed to vanish between the large breasts. "I don't think he's lasting much longer." Raven predicted.
"I don't think so either." Tarot giggled. Both witches looked up at Jon gleefully, picking up the pace. Jon couldn't hold on any longer. The sisters' eagerness rising the more rigid and trembly Jon became. Very soon their actions reached their inevitable conclusion, Tarot quick searching through the boobs with her tongue to find the head of Jon's cock and encircling it in her lips, swallowing every drop, much to Raven's coy irritation.
"I think it's my turn, sister. If you don't mind." Raven leaned back, spreading her legs, making her offer to Jon very clear. Jon gawked at the dark witch, the lips of her pussy teasing him.
Jon crawled over to her, stalking Raven Hex as if he were a jungle cat. When he was finally looming over her, he possessively pressed his lips to hers, reveling in the feel of her tongue as it wrestled with his own. "What's wrong, Raven? Was my tongue not enough for you? You didn't seem to be complaining."
Raven trailed her nails down Jon's bare back, purring in his ear, "It was a more than adequate placeholder, Lover. I need something more…substantial now."
"Substantial…" Jon repeated, jiggling one of Raven's breasts and inviting her nipple in-between his lips. It was still more of a rush than he cared to admit. That this ridiculously sexy and just as scary being was his. He couldn't resist it any longer. Raven's grip on Jon got tighter as he started pounding her. He was unrelenting. Wild in the throes of passion. He wanted her to scream. He wanted her to writhe. He wanted her to moan his name. To feel every single inch of his cock inside of her.
He fucked the witch, unable to bite back his own moans, and not wanting to. He just wanted to reach another orgasm, and have Raven reach another one in turn. It was like an out of body experience, which was ironic because he'd had plenty of those in the fairy realm. Just fucking and fucking never knowing when his magically induced erection would give him a rest, and not completely aware of what was going on until he was told later. But this time he was fully aware of what he was doing. And he never wanted to stop.
Jon was momentarily drawn out of his revelry when Tarot grabbed his hand. He turned to his crimson haired girlfriend to see her flashing him a coy smile. She began to kiss his fingers one by one, her lips lingering on each one. When she went through a second round of kisses, her tongue was becoming more active. It was quite clear what she was mimicking. It was also clear that her other hand was quite…busy…at the moment. Raven made sure Jon couldn't pay too much attention to the finger felatio or the way her sister's fingers were expertly trying to get herself off. If Tarot wanted Jon's fingers, she could have them for now. However, Raven Hex had his cock for the time being and was making just as much use of it. She rolled her hips with his thrusts, meeting each one and urging him on. She wanted more. She wanted it all as desperately as he did. Their passion was definitely not dispersing with time or effort.
The dark witch gripped Jon tightly as she reached her climax, continuing to allow Tarot one of Jon's hands and nothing more. She'd let Tarot be greedy and now Jon was hers. She could be greedy too. Raven locked her lover into the position with her strong legs and even from the bottom, exerted some of her inherent dominance, making it clear her goal was to get him off as quickly as possible to return the favor. She moaned, bucked, and begged for his cum. He had very little choice in the matter, not that he minded in the least.
Raven got her wish as Jon reached yet another orgasm, collapsing on the witch in a panting, satisfied mass. Raven gave him a minute to recover before flipping him over onto his back, her grin making it clear she wasn't remotely done with him.
"You're just gonna keep going until I can't move anymore, aren't you?" Jon asked with a moan, feeling Raven's pussy squeezing his cock once more.
"Or until we both finally pass out." Tarot chimed in shuddering in the after effects of her own orgasm, her tongue slowly going up and down the length of Jon's
finger.
"Or the herb runs out, whichever comes first." Raven added, "You up for the challenge, Lover?"
Jon beamed at her, gripping her hips. "Bring it, witch."