Family Reunion P1
“Ciri and Geralt pays visit to Triss in Kovir and things take an interesting turn”
Oh look, I released something! Woah… Yep, so thank you for the 2K followers once again and enjoy this piece. I kinda like it.
The story for this one is super fucking long and I originally planned to release many other picture sets leading up to this one but… well, what is late might still happen. So, if you care about my stories, read this with the context of my previous pics and stories in mind. The ones that matter can be found here.
Quite a long story follows below:
“When the word about two witchers arriving in the city had reached Triss, she felt a sense of urgency and excitement to see the mysterious characters for herself. And as she suspected, it was none other than her ex-lover, the White Wolf himself and her “little sister” Cirilla. Although they had no contact for about a year now, Triss has learned to move on and to not hold grudges anymore. Triss herself has changed a lot since she moved to Kovir as the King’s advisor. She was a more free-spirited sorceress then she was ever before.
She had changed and experienced things most would call dirty little secrets that should never be discussed. The orgies in the bath house, the private massages and her deepest secret she even tried to keep from herself; her attraction and lust for Ciri… Just like a confused teenager, she tried to deny these feelings, but on the other hand, she spent numerous nights fantasizing about her toned body, slender legs and shoulders and her scars marking every part of her body. These nights always ended with messy bedsheets and guilty but satisfied feelings. But with each of these unusual nights, the guilt grew smaller and the desire stronger. Soon these fantasies also included Geralt, whom she could never seem to forget and get over for long.
And the chance to live out her fantasies was finally here. Even though when she originally invited the witchers to stay in her guest room for the time being, she had no ulterior intentions, when she finally realized the situation, these dark desires emerged stronger than ever.
So, the day passed and night time was upon them when they all sat down to have dinner, Triss joined Geralt and Ciri in the guest room. Things went smooth and there was no sign of awkwardness between the three. But as they ate and as the wine in the bottle was less and less, Triss couldn’t help but notice Geralt’s eyes wandering off in Ciri’s direction a bit too often. But when he was not eyeballing his adoptive daughter in a weird way, his gaze was exploring the eyes, lips, delicate neck and prevalent cleavage of the fiery sorceress. She couldn’t help but give looks to both of them too, Geralt’s obviously frustrated looks on both of them excited her.
Pretty soon the sexual tension in the air was heavy like well-fed sylvan. And when you mix clear sexual tension between people and a good amount of Toussaint Red, the conversation topics will soon take a naughty shift. And soon enough, Triss spilled the beans about her newfound sexual freedom, describing her experience of orgies, a topic Geralt had a say in too. And not long after that Ciri has revealed the secret too. She and Geralt having sex on the Path, while on the road or even when at home in Toussaint. The biggest shock for Triss was not this revelation, but the fact that she was now hornier than before. At this point, there was no turning back, and Triss told about her recent fantasies about the three of them.
After this, things just got even more unusual and more words were spoken and clothes started to come off and finally, touches and sweet, silent whispers of desires. When Triss’ voluptuous naked body pressed against Ciri’s firm, slender frame, she experienced a sense of extasy she never felt before. her whole body was tingling, she felt hot and freezing cold at the same time. Their soft lips locked together and their tongues broke into a playful dance, almsot like a waltz, barely breaking contact. Both women eagerly explored the other’s curves with their hands as they continued their deep, complete lust driven kissing. They only stopped when Geralt stepped closer to take his turn. And with this beginning, they were in for a very long and eventful night. One they will never forget and will most definitely repeat.”
