- Mattias -
Arya stood stunned being caught by Mattias and mother.
Her face was flushed, her eyes wide with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.
"I-I'm sorry," she stammered.
"I didn't mean to... I was just..." Mattias chuckled softly, patting the bed beside him invitingly.
"Come here, girl. Join us." Catelyn's eyes widened in shock, but she didn't protest as Arya hesitantly approached the bed. She knew the situation and somehow in her heart something whispered that this was the right thing to do.
An effect of Mattias [ Harem King ] skill that was rewarded to him.
Mattias pulled her down beside them, his hand reaching out to caress her cheek gently.
"Don't be shy." he murmured.
Catelyn watched as Mattias gently guided Arya's hand to his chest, showing her how to explore his body.
She hesitated for a moment before placing her palm flat against his skin, feeling the steady beat of his heart. Mattias smiled encouragingly at her, his own hand covering hers and pressing it more firmly against him.
"Feel that?" he asked softly.
"That's my heart, beating just for you." Arya nodded, her eyes fixed on the point where their hands met. Catelyn reached out, placing her own hand over Arya's and Mattias's, completing the connection.
"Like this," she murmured, guiding Arya's hand in a slow circle over Mattias's chest.
"Touch him like you would touch someone you love." Arya swallowed hard, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and arousal as she followed her mother's guidance. Mattias let out a low groan of pleasure at their combined touch, his head falling back against the pillows.
The two seem to accept the situation since Mattias has [ Harem King ] skills.
Arya looked up at her mother, tears welling in her eyes as Catelyn's words washed over her. She hadn't expected such understanding, such acceptance from the woman who had always been so stern, so unyielding in her duties as a lady of House Tully.
"You... Why mother? Why are you like this? Don't find it wrong?" she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. Catelyn smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair away from Arya's face.
"No, my dear Arya, I see the way you look at him. He saved us both, how could we not feel drawn to him? But what you feel now, it may be admiration, or gratitude, or something you'll understand better when you're older. Whatever it is, don't be ashamed of it. Just know that some kinds of love don't need to be claimed to be real."
She glanced at Mattias, who was watching their exchange with a gentle expression.
"We all have desires, Arya. Even your mother." Arya's eyes widened in shock as Catelyn leaned in closer, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
"Just remember, no matter what happens between Mattias and I, you will always be my daughter. Nothing will ever change that. The old ways don't matter anymore and a new one must be done."
Catelyn took Arya's hand, guiding it to Mattias's hardened length.
"Now let me reach how to please him."
She wrapped her fingers around the shaft, showing her how to stroke him slowly.
"Like this," she murmured, her own hand covering Arya's and moving it up and down.
"Feel how he responds to your touch?" Mattias groaned softly, his hips bucking into their combined grip. Catelyn smiled encouragingly at Arya.
"Now, use your mouth," she instructed gently.
"Lick him first, get him nice and wet."Arya hesitated for a moment before leaning down, her tongue darting out to swipe across the tip of Mattias's cock. He shuddered at the sensation, his fingers tangling in her hair.
"Good girl," Catelyn praised, her voice husky with arousal.
"Now take him into your mouth. Just the head at first, then more as you get comfortable."
Arya opened her mouth wide, trying to take Mattias's thick length down her throat. She gagged and sputtered, tears springing to her eyes as she struggled to accommodate his size. Mattias gently gripped her head, stopping her movements.
"Easy," he murmured soothingly.
"Relax your jaw and let me guide you." He slowly pushed her head down, inch by inch, until the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. Arya whimpered, but did as he instructed, forcing herself to relax. Mattias began to move her head up and down his shaft, setting a gentle rhythm. Catelyn watched with a proud smile on her face.
"How does she feel?" she asked Mattias, her voice laced with curiosity and arousal."Like heaven," he groaned, his grip on Arya's hair tightening slightly.
"Her mouth is so warm and wet... I could stay here forever."
Mattias continued to guide Arya's head, his hips thrusting gently upwards to meet her mouth. The wet, slurping sounds of her efforts filled the room, punctuated by her occasional gags and coughs as he pushed too deep
. Tears streamed down her face, mixing with the saliva coating Mattias's shaft.But despite the messiness, it made the scene more arousing for Mattias.
Arya's eyes were glazed with a mix of discomfort and arousal, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson.
Mattias's face was contorted in pleasure, his jaw clenched as he struggled to maintain control.
"Fuck," he hissed through gritted teeth.
"Your daughter has a talented mouth, Catelyn."Catelyn bit her lip, watching the lewd display with hungry eyes.
Catelyn leaned down beside Arya, pressing a soft kiss to her daughter's furrowed brow.
"Relax, my dear," she whispered.
"Let mother teach you." She then turned her attention to Mattias's throbbing member, wrapping her lips around the base of his shaft, right where Arya's mouth ended, and began to suck gently.
Together, mother and daughter worked Mattias's cock, their mouths sliding up and down his length in tandem. Mattias threw his head back with a loud groan, his hands gently gripping their hair.
"Gods," he panted.
"You two are going to be the death of me."
Catelyn pulled back for a moment, a string of saliva connecting her lip to Mattias's flesh.
"See how he responds to the pressure?" she murmured to Arya, her voice low and instructive.
"Now, use your tongue. The tip is the most sensitive part."
She demonstrated, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock in slow, deliberate circles before plunging back down.
"Like that. Tease him there for a moment before you take him deeper."
Arya mimicked her movements clumsily at first, her own tongue flicking tentatively.
"More?" she asked, her voice muffled.
"A little more pressure, sweetling," Catelyn encouraged, her hand gently guiding Arya's head.
"Yes, just like that. Now find a rhythm with me. Follow my lead."
Arya soon found the pace, her movements growing more confident. The sight of the two women, mother teaching daughter the art of pleasuring him, was almost more than Mattias could bear. A deep, guttural moan ripped from his chest.
"Damn... Catelyn... what are you teaching her?"
"Patience, my lord," Catelyn replied with a knowing smile, her eyes never leaving Arya.
"She's a quick learner. Isn't she?"
Mattias's breathing hitched, a low, guttural groan rumbling in his chest. His hips stuttered off the bed, no longer a gentle rhythm but a desperate, involuntary jerk.
"F-fuck," he slurred, his hands fisting in the sheets.
Catelyn felt the unmistakable iron-hard rigidity and the frantic throb against her tongue. She pulled back with a wet, slick sound, her lips glistening. Mattias whimpered at the loss of contact.
"Alright, Arya, pay attention," Catelyn's voice was a husky, knowing whisper.
"He's right on the edge. You can feel it, can't you? That little twitch, like a heartbeat in his cock?"
Arya's eyes were wide, fixed on the swollen head.
"Yes," she breathed, her own pulse racing.
"Good. Now, get your mouth right there, but don't just take it. Tease the tip with your tongue. Make him beg for it."
Arya leaned in, her small pink tongue darting out to lap at the bead of moisture already forming. Mattias cursed, his back arching.
"See?" Catelyn purred, her hand replacing her mouth, pumping his shaft with a firm, practiced rhythm.
"He's losing his mind. Now, when he comes, you don't just sit there. You suck. Hard. Like you're trying to get the last bit of honey from the jar. You want to hear him scream."
As if on cue, Mattias's body tensed like a bowstring.
"I'm gonna—I'm gonna—"
"Now, Arya!" Catelyn commanded.
Arya took him deep, just as Catelyn had said. Mattias erupted with a raw, strangled cry, his release hot and pulsing down her throat. Catelyn moved her own mouth to the side, catching the next thick spurt on her tongue.
"Swallow, girl," Catelyn ordered around his flesh, her voice thick.
"Don't you dare spill it. Take every fucking drop. That's it... good, suck him dry. Milk that fucking seed out."
Arya obeyed, sucking fervently as the salty, musky fluid filled her mouth. She swallowed convulsively, a moan of her own vibrating against Mattias's oversensitive skin, making him shudder violently.
Catelyn finally pulled away, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, a proud, filthy smile on her face. She leaned close to Arya, her breath hot against her ear as Mattias lay panting and spent beneath them.
"See?" she whispered, her voice dripping with dark satisfaction.
"That's how you ruin a man. Now he's ours.
Catelyn gently pushed Arya back onto the bed, her hands trembling slightly as she began to undress her daughter. Arya lifted her hips, allowing Catelyn to slip off her undergarments, revealing her petite yet developing body.
Mattias watched with heavy-lidded eyes, his gaze roving over Arya's smooth skin and the faint down of hair between her legs.
Catelyn's fingers brushed against Arya's folds, checking for wetness. She nodded approvingly at the slickness she found there.
"You're ready," shemurmured, pressing a kiss to Arya's forehead.Mattias positioned himself between Arya's spread thighs, his large hands gripping her hips. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to her stomach before trailing his lips lower.
"Mattias..." Arya whispered, a mix of nerves and anticipation in her voice.
"It'll be alright," Catelyn soothed, stroking Arya's hair.
Mattias looked up at Catelyn, a silent question in his eyes. She nodded, giving him permission to proceed. He pressed a kiss to Arya's inner thigh before slowly entering her, inch by inch. Arya gasped at the sensation, her back arching off the bed. Mattias paused, allowing her to adjust to his size.
"Are you alright?" he asked softly, concern etched on his face.Arya nodded, biting her lip.
"Yes... just... keep going." Catelyn watched intently as Mattias began to move, his hips rolling in a gentle rhythm. She could see the pleasure etched on Arya's face, the way her daughter's fingers gripped the sheets tightly. A pang of jealousy flashed through her briefly, quickly replaced by arousal and pride.
"That's it," she encouraged Mattias.
"Make her yours." Mattias increased his pace slightly at Catelyn's words, his thrusts growing deeper and more powerful.
Arya's gasps and moans filled the room as Mattias pounded into her, his thick shaft stretching her tight walls. Catelyn watched, entranced by the sight of her daughter being taken so thoroughly. She could see the pleasure etched on Arya's face, the way her body arched and writhed beneath Mattias's powerful thrusts.
"How does she feel?" Catelyn asked breathlessly, her own arousal growing with each passing moment.
"Tight," Mattias grunted, his hips snapping forward sharply.
"Very tight. Is it inherited?" He glanced at Catelyn with a smirk, knowing full well the effect his words would have on her. Catelyn blushed deeply, but couldn't deny the thrill that ran through her at the implication.
Catelyn's blush deepened at Mattias's suggestive comment, but she couldn't deny the surge of arousal it ignited within her. She crawled closer to the bed, her eyes fixed on the point where Mattias's shaft disappeared into Arya's tight heat."I suppose it is," she murmured, her voice husky with desire.
"Both of my daughters seem to have been blessed with that particular trait."Arya moaned loudly as Mattias hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her, her hips lifting off the bed to meet his thrusts. Catelyn reached out, trailing her fingers along Arya's inner thigh, feeling the muscles tense and relax with each movement.
"Does it feel good, sweetheart?" she asked softly, her touch moving higher and higher until she was brushing against Mattias's balls.
"Tell mother how it feels to be filled by such a big, hard cock."
Arya's eyes fluttered open, meeting her mother's gaze as Catelyn's fingers danced along her thigh.She gasped as Mattias continued to pound into her, his thrusts growing more urgent.
"It feels...it feels amazing," she panted, her voice barely audible over the sound of their bodies coming together.
"He's so big...I've never felt so full..." Catelyn smiled encouragingly, her own arousal growing with each word that fell from Arya's lips. She leaned in closer, pressing a soft kiss to Arya's cheek before whispering in her ear.
"That's it, my dear. Let him fill you up. Let him claim you as his own." Her fingers moved higher, brushing against Mattias's shaft as he slid in and out of Arya's tight heat.Mattias groaned at the added stimulation, his hips jerking forward sharply.
"Fuck, Catelyn,"
Mattias's hips snapped forward, his thrusts becoming more forceful as Catelyn's fingers danced along his shaft. He could feel every inch of Arya's tight pussy gripping him like a vice, her walls fluttering around him with each movement.
"Gods, you're so fucking tight," he groaned, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.
"I'm going to fill you up so good..." Catelyn leaned down, capturing Arya's lips in a passionate kiss as Mattias continued to pound into her. Her fingers found Arya's clit, circling the sensitive nub in slow, deliberate motions.
Arya cried out into the kiss, her body arching off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Mattias felt her tighten around him even further, her orgasm triggering his own. With a final thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his hot seed spilling forth and coating her inner walls.
As Mattias's orgasm subsided, he collapsed onto the bed beside Arya, his chest heaving with exertion. Catelyn smiled down at her daughter, brushing a sweat-dampened strand of hair from her forehead.
"Are you alright, sweetheart?" she asked softly, pressing a gentle kiss to Arya's lips.
"That was quite the introduction to lovemaking."Arya nodded weakly, a dreamy smile on her face.
"I'm...I'm more than alright,"she murmured, snuggling into Catelyn's embrace.
"That was incredible."Mattias chuckled softly, wrapping an arm around both mother and daughter and pulling them close.
"You two are something else," he said with a grin.
"I think I'm going to enjoy my time here very much."Catelyn laughed, nuzzling against him contentedly.
Catelyn's eyes sparkled with mischief as she glanced down at Arya's flat stomach, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
"You know, Mattias," she murmured, trailing her fingers along Arya's belly,
"if you keep filling her up like that, she might end up with a little one growing inside her."Arya gasped, her eyes widening in shock at the implication. Mattias smirked, leaning in to capture Catelyn's lips in a heated kiss before turning his attention to Arya.
"Mmm, the thought of seeing your belly swollen with my child," he said huskily, his hand covering Catelyn's on Arya's stomach,
"Excites me greatly. I can imagine fucking you both as your bellies grow round and heavy with my seed." He punctuated his words by thrusting his hips forward slightly, reminding Arya of his still-hard length nestled inside her.
Arya's breath hitched at Mattias's words, a shiver running down her spine at the image he painted. She could almost feel the weight of a growing belly, the fullness of Mattias's child inside her. Catelyn's fingers tightened slightly on Arya's stomach, her own arousal spiking at the thought.
"You like that idea, don't you?" she whispered, leaning in close to Arya's ear.
"The thought of carrying his baby, of him taking you both as your bodies change and grow?"Arya nodded weakly, her hips shifting restlessly beneath Mattias.
"Yes," she breathed.
"It turns me on so much..."Mattias groaned at her words, his hips rolling forward in a slow thrust.
"Gods, I can't wait to see it,"he said hoarsely.
"To feel your belly pressing against me as I fuck you both senseless…" Mattias murmured, his voice low and husky with desire. With a swift motion, he flipped Arya onto her hands and knees, positioning her so that she was facing him. Catelyn watched with a smile, her eyes darkening with arousal as she saw the hunger in Mattias's gaze.
"We're just getting started," he continued, gripping Arya's hips tightly as he thrust back into her from behind. Arya cried out at the sudden penetration, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her.
"Catelyn," Mattias said, his voice commanding.
"Come here and let Arya taste you."Catelyn moved closer, spreading her legs and lowering herself onto Arya's face.
"Go on, sweetheart,"she urged gently.
"Make your mother feel good while I fuck you senseless."
Arya hesitated for a moment, her face flushed with embarrassment and arousal. But as Mattias's thrusts grew more forceful, she instinctively leaned forward, burying her face between Catelyn's thighs. Her tongue darted out, tentatively tasting her mother's folds before growing bolder, licking and sucking at the sensitive flesh.
At the same time, Mattias continued to pound into Arya from behind, his hips slapping against her upturned bottom with each thrust. He reached down, gripping one of her cheeks tightly and giving it a sharp slap.
"That's it," he growled,"lick your mother's pussy while I fuck yours."Catelyn gasped at the sudden sensation of Arya's eager mouth on her core, her hands gripping the girl's hair tightly.
"Yes," she panted.
"Just like that... oh gods…"
Mattias's thrusts grew more erratic as Arya's tongue worked its magic on Catelyn's pussy. He could feel his own release building, the tight heat of Arya's walls driving him closer and closer to the edge.
"Fuck," hegroaned.
"I'm going to come again..."He gripped Arya's hips tightly, slamming into her with all his strength as he felt his orgasm wash over him.At the same moment, Catelyn cried out, her own climax triggered by Arya's skilled mouth.
"Yes!" she screamed,"don't stop, both of you!"Arya moaned against Catelyn's folds, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her mother as Mattias filled her with his hot seed for the second time that night.
Arya gasped as Mattias pulled out, a rush of his warm seed spilling from her well-used pussy. She could already feel herself growing addicted to the sensation of being filled by him, marked by his essence. Mattias watched as his cum leaked out of her, a satisfied smirk on his face.
"Look at that," he murmured.
"You're already leaking."Catelyn reached down, gathering some of the semen on her fingers and bringing them to Arya's lips.
"Clean up," she instructed gently.
"Taste what he's given you."Arya hesitated for a moment before parting her lips and sucking Catelyn's fingers clean. The taste was salty and musky, but not unpleasant. Mattias groaned at the sight, his cock twitching back to life.
"Gods, that's hot," he said hoarsely.
"Both of you are cleaning me off."
The night wore on, and the trio continued their passionate explorations, each encounter more intense than the last. Arya and Catelyn took turns pleasuring Mattias with their mouths and bodies, but eventually, even their boundless energy began to wane. They collapsed onto the bed, their limbs entwined and their breaths coming in ragged gasps.But Mattias remained upright, his impressive erection jutting out from his hips, untouched and unsatisfied."Youtwo are incredible," he said with a grin,"but I'm afraid you can't keep up with me."He glanced down at his throbbing shaft,"I'mstill hard as ever. It seems my appetite for you both is insatiable."
Arya and Catelyn exchanged weary glances, their bodies aching from the intense lovemaking. They knew they were no match for Mattias's virility and vigor, his libido seemingly endless.
"Let's just call it a night and sleep."
They agreed and the trip slept peacefully embracing each other letting the night end.
[ You had a threesome. ]
[ You have received "Lil'Keiser Ghidorah" ]
[ You had Oyakodon.]
[ You received "Kingdom Soul"]
[ You had sex with Arya Stark. ]
[ You received "Master Kama Sutra" ]