Disclaimer : Game of Thrones is owned by George R.R Martin, David Benioff and D.B Weiss. The only characters I own are my self-insert, baby Eugene and Dan ( who is the self insert of a friend )
Summary : What a better way to celebrate Christmas (or almost) with Sansa and Margaery? [PWP STORY]
Author's note : This story was requested by TheWritter1996. I am not English, I'm french, if you spot any weird sentences or mistakes, please feel free to correct me so I can learn and progress.
WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXUAL SITUATIONS AND THEMES. IF YOU ARE ILL AT EASE WITH THESE SUBJECTS, FEEL FREE TO SKIP THIS.
Santa's workshop
Dan came out of his work, feeling drained out. While not physically exhausting, his job did have a toll on his mental state, often leaving him emptied inside. He was thankful that the holidays season was coming up. He'd be on vacations. He thanked the Seven Sansa had volunteered to do the Christmas shopping. Lancel and Marina wouldn't attend as they'd be visiting the young woman's side of the family along with their son Eugene and newborn daughter Edith. He was happy his cousin would be able to travel to France but somewhat bummed out that he would not get to prank him as he used to. Seeing Lancel, who was his age, a father of two, a married man, still so flustered whenever he walked in on him being intimate, had become a running joke between him and his partner. Dan came home, entered his house, welcoming the change of temperature, the warmth of the central heating easing his bones. However, the house was drop-dead quiet. Too quiet maybe. But after a few moments, he heard a small moan coming from his bedroom. Was Sansa having fun by herself?
"Poor dear!" He thought.
Then a second moan. A feminine one. Which left him intrigued. Sansa would have told him if she had felt like experimenting with her lesbian side. He carefully walked, following the noises, to discover his fiancée and her best friend Margaery on the bed. They were both dressed as Santa Claus' elves, only with their white and green striped skirts way shorter than allowed on the North Pole. They wore high red and white striped socks, a forest green top that barely covered their breasts and it was clear they wore no undergarments. The two women were kissing each other, their hands exploring their bare skin and their fingers reaching their intimacy. He knocked.
"Having fun without me, hey?" He joked
"But we were waiting for you!" Sansa pleaded
"For me?"
"Remember when you said one of your fantasy was to have your way with me and Margaery? Well, there it is, Love! An early Christmas present!"
He laughed and kissed her before sitting down, watching them resume to their little game. He was already feeling tight down there. His eyes never leaving Sansa's lustful face, he unzipped his jeans and started to stroke his manhood, feeling his desire rise whenever his lover locked eyes with him.
"This is so much fun, I can't believe you never called me before!" Margaery managed to say between sighs as Sansa was fingering her
"Come on, join us!" Sansa asked Dan
He happily complied, breaking free of his clothes. Margaery started to massage his cock between her breasts while he caressed Sansa's clit. After a while, the brunette turned her back on him, allowing him to penetrate her with ease while their third lover was playing with her best friend's breasts.
"Oh gosh! I can see why you are always bragging!" She told Sansa. "He's good!"
Sansa smirked before having the young woman lick her lower lips all while teasing her nipples. Dan started to go faster, causing Margaery to moan harder.
"What about me?" The redhead joked
The man stopped and laid on his back. His girlfriend immediately positioned herself on top of him and straddled him, riding him slowly, her face showing all the pleasure she felt. Dan then took Margaery by his side and had her sit on his face, pleasuring her with his tongue. Sansa rode harder, the other woman kissing her occasionally. He could feel both of their juices flowing.
"I'm about to cum!" Sansa sighed in delight
He felt her walls tightening, her climax peaking, causing him to shoot inside of her. His lover laid by his side, breathless. However, she started to tease his cock again.
"Margaery deserves some as well."
Her lust and craftmanship made him hard again. Margaery got on top, showing him her ass moving in rhythm with his every move. Sansa kissed her and rubbed her clit with her finger, causing the woman to get even wetter, her breath faster as she begged for it to go harder. Soon, she wasn't able to form proper sentences, she was all moans and sweat, pleading for more and more with each thrust.
"Cum in me! Please, cum in me!"
Her chanting got the best of him and he released himself inside of her, causing her own peak. They remained on the bed together, tired but happy, promising themselves to start again soon.
"Now, wouldn't it be funny if you had gotten both of us pregnant? Sansa and I being sister wives!"
The idea caused shared arousal.
Santa's workshop was to be busy again.
The End