Mage of Many Talents - Ch 26 (FIN)

Chapter 26 - Orgy Reception, Wet Honeymoon

I wasn't there when Faustyna was freed from her possession, nor did I have to walk back to the portal to get back home. Everyone waited for me to wake back up at the palace gates, together with the demon summoned under my command.

"She says to wait for her," the demon spoke, the first things I heard it speak since being summoned. It was a tall goat-like demon, with fiery eyes and a cut chest with abs glistening in oil. It had no tail, but no buttocks either. Instead, there was a third leg, bent upwards, showing the hoof as red while the other two were black. I got curious, but changed my question for understanding instead.

"Who?" I asked.

"My queen," the demon said, taking a knee as I looked to find a naked woman walking up from the direction of the gates slowly with strikingly red skin, oiled up to perfection. Her pubic region was not hair but black spikes just like her mouth before. Now, she had a human set of black teeth, and her hair was waving over her head directly upwards, shifting between black and red.

"You're dismissed," I said, as the demon came forward and was disintegrated by Lucy's hand motion.

"What's going on?" Faustyna asked, looking over Lucy. "You're not supposed to be joining us."

"I... uh... might have... invited Lucy to the wedding," I said, then looked over to Faustyna expecting the worst reaction, but she just looked disappointed. I still haven't made up for laughing at her theatrical orgasm, and this was just putting another nail in my coffin. "The wedding isn't right now, Lucy. Also, can't you get dressed?"

"I am already wearing my best, dear," she said, then parted the spikes at her crotch to reveal a human-shaped pussy, which then opened up like before, only to be grabbed by Faustyna, and wrangled down to make Lucifer kneel. Faustyna pushed her pussy into Lucy's face, with my quick arcane barrier providing a separator that Lucy seemed to enjoy as she started ravaging Fau right then and there, grabbing her with the hair which wrapped around her arms, producing horns that Faustyna instantly started sucking on.

"That's hot," I said, realizing Mona and Ryszard were already fucking behind me, skin slapping skin joining the sounds Fau and Lucy were making. Rhys was peeing with a very lewd expression, with her second pussy being rubbed by Monika to make a special healing mix blessed by a priest, right into a bottle. I watched the liquids stream together, and felt hard again, coming up behind Lucy to lift her by the arrow tail and stuff my cock into her asshole to join the fun. Faustyna came first, and I kissed her over Lucifer while finishing inside her ass.

Ryszard spread Mona out to spray her over Monika and Rhys, while they were rubbing each other off to the sounds of the fun. They were the only two moving after others were done, and Rhys got embarrassed that everyone else was watching her, peeing herself when she came loudly, running a river from her pussies over Monika's hands. Monika went right down on the stream, trying to drink it all, but it started spraying against her face after a few seconds.

"Oh, wow!" Monika exclaimed, opening her eyes when Rhys was done pissing on her face. "That's so fresh and invigorating!"

"Aww, you make me blush," Rhys said, then fell to her knees.

"Satisfied?" Lucy asked, putting her tits together while her tongue ran over her nipples. I found myself hard again, and Ermine pushed me, cock-first, into her cleavage, her mouth sucking on my head. Ermine did not wait for instruction, blowing a load of cum into Lucifer's mouth, to then pull out and cover her face in it. Lucy seemed to enjoy every second as the cum started dripping down her face and body, solidifying into clothing.

"What?" I asked, together with Lucy.

"Ermine, you rude bitch!" She exclaimed. "Though I do like the idea of wearing cum to the wedding. Can you make it more of a dress?" The cum clothing shifted, still connected to the inside of my dick hole, as if I had a spool of thread in there. Once the change was complete, Lucy looked beautiful, stunning even. Her tail rose up from behind her dress and lifted the back a bit, just enough to see it, but not enough to expose her ass.

"Stunning," I said. "Pheifer loves it, too." Lucy turned to me and hugged me tightly.

"Please allow me to be with her for the wedding."

"I'm the groom," I said. "How would that even... I'll... I'll see what I can do. So, how are we getting out of here? Are you leading us to the portal?" Lucifer smiled, showing her black teeth. I had a feeling she had another idea.

"Gather up," Lucifer said. "We are about to travel by brimstone. If you are not within this pentacle, you will be torn asunder in the burning step, consumed by the lady of the inferno."

"Aren't you the lady of the inferno?" I asked, walking up to her in the glowing star and circle. It reminded me of the many times Ariana and I summoned demons, but something was different. For demonic rituals, there had to be a price, but here Lucy was creating the spell herself without sacrifices or bodily fluids. When everyone was within the circle, Lucifer uncoiled her tongue with glowing pentacles on it, and then swiped to cut it with her fingernail.

There was no blood, as I watched the piece of flesh once jerked off by arcane hands, fall to the center of the pentacle. Lucy raised her hoofed leg and stomped the cut tongue with a heavy strike, which produced flames from the sides of the pentacle, encasing everyone in a blazing inferno. I gazed into the flames, finding a beautiful woman there, beckoning me closer. Her eyes were black, shining like gemstones near the fire, as the cinders and embers swirled to show off her breasts and crotch.

Just as quickly as the fire appeared, it vanished, but I found myself reaching my hand out at the flames in longing for the lady of the inferno. She looked so lonely in there, as if begging for attention, irrevocably horny. I would have to ask Lucy about her later. Maybe there was a way to address the lady in the inferno, maybe even see them fucking so that Lucifer had someone even when the arcane could not reach her.

"Whoa!" Ariana burst out, looking over with Warren eating her out near the open flaming portal. "Oh, shit. Is that her?"

"Yeah, it's Lucifer," I said. "I kinda... invited her to my wedding." I smiled goofishly, then looked at Faustyna who didn't meet my eyes. I had to do something for her, some grand gesture to show just how much I cared about her. I tried to think up something, but just kept ending up on sexual favors, just like the first thing she wanted me for.

"I'm bursting," I said, coming up to her. "Want to do a trial run with me peeing on you?" That perked her right up, and she disrobed to take the main stage as everyone looked at her naked body. Faustyna rubbed her pussy while spinning to make eye contact with every person, then sat down in a comfortable position while I pulled up my robes and held my cock at the ready. I had so much of Rhys's pussy juice and piss in me, that it was time for it to come out.

I held my dick and tried to pretend I was standing in the shower instead of being watched intently by eight people. Suddenly, I was shy about it until Faustyna put her face against my cock, but not in her mouth. The point here was not getting hard. I could rely on Ermine for getting hard, but I commanded it to keep myself soft instead.

"Don't overthink it, magic," Faustyna said, petting my stomach over the bladder. "Just be here with me and let it go." I felt a trickle escape and sighed as her hands held onto my buttocks gently, putting her face right in front of the stream as it ran slowly down her face. I breathed a sigh of relief, then watched as she sat back and started fingerling herself as the stream soaked into her hair, dripping down her body softly, serenely slowly, unlike any sort of peeing I'd ever done. It was not forced like other times.

"This feels so good," I said, watching her fingering her pussy while getting absolutely drenched in my piss, emptying my eager bladder as it became just the two of us for the moment. I saw her open her mouth and take the last of it inside, while speeding up her rubbing, coming while spilling out piss from her mouth. I rushed to share the last of it with her, holding her down to the ground as she throbbed in orgasm.

"Wow," Ryszard said, then put his hands together in applause that the others joined for. I turned with Faustyna as the audience looked entertained, even Lucy who was playing with herself a bit. I smiled at the recognition and helped Faustyna back to her feet, then knelt down to suck on her wet pussy paired with the flavor of my pee. She looked down at me with a smile and helped me up to kiss with the blend of flavor between us.

"Just like that," Faustyna said. "Just... with Ryszard, if that's ok."

"Of course," I said. "But I have you for the Honeymoon."

"Got some plans brewing already?"

"I have so many, and you are the queen to them all," I said. "I need you, Faustyna. I crave you. I desire you. You are the whole point of this life. I want to have you in so many different ways, and I want you to grow a part of me inside you. I love you."

"Are we writing our vows now or something?" Fau asked jokingly, then looked serious for a moment. I knew that was exactly how she would look at me at the wedding, intensity in bloodcurdling fear, the true measure of a rogue and a warrior. "You are so much fun, Szymon. You are there when I need you. You are so accepting of every part of me, everything I want to try, every fringe thing and kinky idea I have. You are the world, and the stars, and the sun, to me." I saw tears well up in her eyes, and held my hand up to her cheek as she rested it against it gently, with tears spilling over. "I love you, my silly beautiful mage of mine, my rogue. I love you, Szymon."

She didn't need to know anything about Pheifer the Heifer, Lucifer's beloved, bringing us together. I dealt with a strange sense of destiny at play, but always believed magic to supersede fate. I never wanted to feel weakened by some unknown force that could not be manipulated. Maybe there was a way to manipulate it, but it was subconscious rather than methodical.

With the rest figured out, Lucifer was taken in by Ariana and Warren. They were both fangirling about meeting the ruler of hell who wielded many powerful demons. They promised to bring her along for the wedding as the planning got underway. Suddenly, in a big realization that the world knew me as their savior, everyone gathered together to plan my wedding, leaving no cost to me, just decisions to make. I felt Faustyna wouldn't really care, so I made all the decisions thinking of what she would prefer.

I found myself sitting at my desk with my clothes laid out for the night ahead, and a whole chest of nerves far more than while facing Lucifer at her palace. I looked over at the clothes and instead sat there naked trying to imagine how Faustyna would look like in a wedding dress. I could not even picture it, just saw her walking into the room naked, as cloth floated to wrap her in a light layer of white that did almost nothing to hide her away.

"Fuck," I said, finding my cock standing hard. Even if the whole set was tear-away for our fucking performance at reception, I could not possibly fit into my clothes with an erection. I tried jerking off, but had nothing to focus on, nothing to fondle, nothing warm against me. There was no going back now. I needed a hole to put my cock into, since the blessing from Ermine left with her light coating.

"Oh, Fuck!" I heard behind me, as Erwald fell out of a portal in a paper pussy with his cock pointing up to the opening. He looked around and looked back to the portal, but nothing happened. "Sorry, wrong room. What's got you looking so down, Szymon?"

"Erwald, it's been months!" I burst out.

"Has it?" Erwald asked, then looked up to the paper pussy portal that was Tique. "Gina was right behind me. I wonder where she ended up. Need any help with that thing?" I looked down at my cock, still standing hard. His cock was also fully erect, more virile and longer than mine.

"What about you?" I asked.

"You're the one looking nervous," he said, smiling. It was weird seeing him without a mustache. "I know something we both can do that can help calm you down a bit, if you're up for it."

"Anything," I said. Erwald smiled, popping up on purple steps in the air while he moved my body into position, a stirrup that held my knees and feet comfortably while spreading my butt cheeks apart. I hoped he would at least spit on it, but found him actually squirting out a large helping of lube onto my asshole before he started fingering the hole to get it lubed up on the inside and ready for his monster cock.

When his head trained on the opening, I felt the size and wasn't sure it would even fit the tip, but he did not stop to ask questions, slipping his whole length down my asshole and into my guts. I gasped at the feeling, something so different than my own seeking of enjoyment. He was seeking, and I was distracted from thinking about the wedding when he pounded my asshole with intensity.

"I'm blowing it inside," Erwald said, slipping out right after finishing to await the backwash that would arrive. His mouth motor-boated my ass as the cum blend came out in full force. I turned when he was done, and saw his face smiling as Gina fell through the portal onto the bed, tied up, gagged, and blindfolded, with a leg separator holding her pussy spread and dripping from the ultimate bondage. "She has arrived!" Erwald slapped my ass and sprung back up to bury his cock inside Gina's welcoming pussy.

I looked at the clothes for the wedding and felt silly for worrying about any of it. I got dressed as the muffled sounds of pleasure resonated in my bed from the two of them. Erwald kept quiet, so that he could hear those desperate sounds of bandaged Walpurgina. She was being quite vocal, and it made my balls twitch, but I got dressed anyway. I would have much preferred to wear my robes, but this was a special event. I looked in the mirror and nodded at myself.

"See you guys there!" I said, wondering for a second if they even knew. "I'm getting married today. You guys are going to attend it, right?"

"Right," Erwald said, giving me no clue whether he knew or not. I smiled and left nonetheless.

I met my best man Ryszard at the temple, and he looked just about as nervous as I was before Erwald removed a stick from my ass. I wondered if I needed to do so for Ryszard, and poked up from inside my pants hoping he wouldn't notice. It was the first thing he looked at, dropping without a word to unbutton my pants as my cock fell over his face. I dripped at the sight of it. He focused purely on my cock, stuffing his mouth and sucking on the tip mainly with a lot of different tongue action that got me off in a few minutes, spilling over the tip of his tongue while he tried to worm it into my dick hole.

"That was a surprise," I said, looking down over his face, all blushed but content. He still held the cum in his mouth, and opened his mouth to show me. I dipped a finger in it and had a taste. "Swallow for daddy." He looked up, closed his mouth, and swallowed as his throat bobbed to show the big gulp traveling to his stomach.

"Thanks, I feel better," he said, getting up with his dick clearly perked up in his outfit.

"Want a quick stroke?" I asked, but then worried I might get my clothes dirty.

"Don't worry," he said. "I'd rather save it for the orgy. Thanks for getting my mind off my 'performance'. I agreed to it, but then I saw the crowd that would be watching. There are quite a bit more than just a dozen, Szymon."

"Huh?" I asked.

"You're the savior of the world," Ryszard said, slamming a big hand on my back. "Should have really closed the guest list to the few you chose. There are like two hundred people waiting to participate in the orgy. I told everyone that we didn't prepare seating and food for everyone, but they said they would wait until the festivities."

"Whoa," I said, trying to imagine two hundred people all fucking at the same time, getting magic involved, healing, blood, demons, and even Lucifer in the mix. It was going to be wild. "Too late to back out and just run away with my bride?"

"Never too late for something like that, my friend," he said, smiling brightly. "But tell me ahead of time. I had to drink a lot of water to get ready. Should-- Should I apologize? I'm going to be peeing on your bride."

"Not at all," I said. "Make her white dress soaked yellow. I think she will enjoy it."

"You two sure are a wild couple," he said.

"I don't think I'll run away," I said. "I want to see the temple packed with hundreds of naked bodies in a pleasurable stupor. Let's see how it goes."

"Well, then, Mr. Groom," Ryszard said, presenting the path inside to me. "Shall we?"

I looked at the doors, and took a big breath, shaking any nerves out with the last of the cum before tucking my dick away. I was not used to pants, so my limp dick was just hanging out there forgotten as if robes would magically cover it.

The temple was covered in bloody red banners with dagger motifs and red flowers, with red petals scattered all over the floor. Everyone was barefoot, and we had a designated area for taking clothes off with an array of lockers so that everyone could keep organized. They were all still clothed, sitting in the chairs, with a few people already at the center of the central circle that was to radiate with a holy symbol placed there. That was also where I first met Ermine, and where she gave me the blessing that was three times removed now. I wondered if she would show up for the orgy.

Everyone looked to us as the doors opened, looking at me and Ryszard who was pitching a tent in his dress pants as we walked to the center. The central pedestal spun, for the holy symbol to face everyone gathered. The second I got up on the pedestal, the slow spin started turning me. I watched the seated crowd and waved to everyone. Lucy stood out the most, and she patted an empty seat next to her with her eyes narrowed. I smiled and nodded as an arcane copy of my body stepped out of me, grew blue horns with the C shaped white ring over them lit in white and blue flame.

I watched Pheifer bow gracefully at me, then change her form to a shorter girl with a lot of bulk in her ass and tits that surprised me. She floated over to the empty seat, sliding over Lucifer's fingers at her pussy and a smile as they kissed passionately. I kept turning, finding: Mroka, Ariana, Warren, Monika, Erwald, Walpurgina, Mona, Ryszard, Evokari, Marvin, Magda, Kerbal, Fran the dark elf, professor Amelia, Rhys, Tammy, Maxwell, Rama, Mariusz, Roa, Frank, Clive, Bane, and even Clori the vixen, with Tique watching from an open book portal.

I stood in the center, spinning around and found her at the entrance to the temple like a star in the distance. I felt a small shock at the puff of white that felt so unlike her. My heart fluttered for the moment she was in my vision before the spin took it away. On the next turn, she was closer, and I saw she was holding the bouquet I picked out, bloody red flowers that paired the room very well. She stood out as the one bright white spot in the room, a clarity and my focus on life. I wanted to tear that white puff off her that instant.

When she came up, I held out a hand and she joined me on the podium spinning, holding against me with hands trembling. She leaned in for a kiss and stepped with her legs spread over one of mine knees, where I felt something shifting around inside her pussy. Her eyes were keeping it tight, while a cursed warpwood cock wriggled around in her pussy. I saw her smile and bite her lip at the swell of feeling which dropped her over my knee, pushing the living wood insert further in. She gasped out as we kept spinning.

"Interesting choice of adornment inside," I said quietly. She pulled my ear closer and sighed out a tiny moan that only I could hear. My cock sprang up instantly, almost bursting against the tear-away clothes I was wearing. Seeing as we were in a temple, I put my hands together to invite Ermine, the goddess saint, who was the last person missing from the main group invited. I looked up as she arrived from a bright spot of light, hovering over the spinning podium fully naked.

"Ermine, you're naked!" I burst out.

She said nothing in response, only trained a hand over her pussy and started rubbing herself, slicking up gold over her pussy, as her other hand spread the gold out over her skin until her whole skin was coated in gold akin to her wings. Her hair paired beautifully to it, but the human part of her did not seem to be there. Ermine was there purely as the goddess saint, fully painted in gold with golden wings and hair.

"You come before me asking for a blessing to a union," she said, very methodical. "What do you bring as offerings?" I remembered the procedure for weddings taught in basic schooling with a memory of a teacher who was my first sexual crush before I was an adult. Miss Daphne sometimes wore these low cut blouses that showed off her bra, typically a trainer she could unzip when it got warm.

One day, she showed up without a bra. I didn't know why, if she forgot or if she did it on purpose, but her breasts were free, in the low cut blouse, which shifted them to the center of visibility when she turned to write something on the board, finding her nipples in full view a few times throughout the lesson that remained in my brain for eternity as a defining factor for my sexual awakening.

"I offer my future," I said. "With the hopes of it being uncertain and wild. I offer a community, a collection of peers to support the love of my life." Faustyna gasped out, feeling the cursed cock wriggle, but played it off as being shocked and looked over with a devilish smile that looked too Lucy-like that I worried. The red woman sat next to her blue heifer, casting a blue glow from the white C shape over her head. I looked back over at Fau, who was about to come.

I saw her face wrinkle trying to hold it back, then she smiled and looked up with her eyes closed. Her mouth opened, as I lifted her puffy dress to expose the wriggling cock to the gathered people as the podium spun. Her mouth opened wide and she gave off a loud scream of orgasm as her pussy throbbed in orgasm, expelling the cursed warpwood to wriggle on the stone podium underneath her with a squirt of liquid.

"Fuck, yes!" Faustyna burst out, while I held her by the hips, feeling the drip against my knee as she kept throbbing and rubbing herself with hot breaths against my ear. I wanted to take her right there, but she pushed off when her orgasm high started fading out.

"I offer my present," she said, looking into my eyes with a smile, wet with sweat post orgasm. "With the hopes of never losing that uncertain nature between us. I offer my love and energy to the end of my life."

"You stand before the judgement of..." Ermine said, but then grimaced as the warpwood cock kept wriggling about the stone podium underneath with a clatter. Erwald acted quickly to remove it to his hand and smiled over at Walpurgina next to him. She smiled, then licked her lips, then purged the curse from the warpwood to stop the wriggling. "You stand in the judgement of a goddess and the closest of your friends. Will you join as one before them."

"I will," I said.

"I will," Faustyna said. "In more ways than one." I smiled. She came in for a kiss, which was the act of joining together as one, even if we planned to fuck while everyone watched soon enough.

"You are one," Ermine said, spreading her pussy open to spray over the whole area with a shower of small gold particles that made everything shine akin to glitter. The crowd of gathered folks exploded in cheers, all getting bathed in the gold glitter as Ermine burst the layers of gold on her skin over them and flew up into the bright spot of light, vanishing.

"Guess she's not staying for the orgy," I said.

"I'm very glad," Faustyna said, then smiled. "I think it's time."

I looked over at Ryszard, nodding silently. He nodded back, then stood up and tore his clothes off to reveal the chiseled muscle with bronzer. His cock was hard, tightly in his hand. Everyone looked over at him as he came up, grabbing Faustyna by the hips with one hand and lifted her from the spinning podium. Everyone followed them to his seat where he set her down.

"Hope you enjoy yourself!" He burst out, a bit too theatrically. "Here is my gift to you!" I almost burst out laughing, then saw the stream come out, hitting her face and splattering all over the white puff of her wedding dress, quickly soaking yellow with piss and got rock hard enough to pop two buttons on my tear-away plants. I saw her face, mouth open, eyes closed, enjoying every second as the crowd freaked the fuck out.

"Don't panic!" I burst out before anyone tried to pull Ryszard off her. "This is by design." Everyone relaxed and watched Ryszard empty his bladder out as Faustyna masturbated in the piss-soaked yellow dress gasping out while lifting her legs up so everyone could see her when she came loud and proud, shaking her legs as the orgasm reverberated throughout the temple.

The two buttons I corrected popped again, and I found the tip of my cock swimming in precum when I affixed them for a second time. I needed to fuck her soon, hoping the anticipation wouldn't turn me into a two-pump chump. It was a lot of pressure to follow her having loud orgasms twice now. I looked over to Mariusz, the virgin paladin Ermine talked into attending. He looked pretty content, seeing as he was watching some pretty kinky stuff.

"Fuck, that was so hot," Faustyna said, inspecting her piss soaked yellow wedding gown with a happy expression of enjoyment. "Monika, would you mind?" Monika stood up and held a hand out to Faustyna.

"Purify!" She exclaimed as the yellow light bathed the yellow away from Faustyna's wedding dress. She was back in full white glory, untainted and pure all over again, ready for our first dance. I took a big breath, psyching myself up. Monika sat back down as Ryszard took his seat back and Fau got back up to the podium spinning.

"Music, please!" I said, as the only person who knew what was to become of the first dance. The instruments I set up with magic burst into song. I took a stance, holding Faustyna as if we were about to start dancing, then found the tear-away seams in her white dress and tore her clothes off entirely, tossing them outside the rings of people watching. She was naked, exposed to them all, and gasped at it together with the rest of the crowd. Fau held up a hand to assure the others who might rush to cover her.

I stared her down, as she came in with her fingers in the tear-away seams and tore all my clothes off to leave me naked and exposed hard as fuck to the crowd. We both stood there, sizing each other up until I came up to kiss her, and her hand immediately guided me into herself, slipping in wet with a comforting warmth I craved all day. I felt my face contort in sad desire, then opened my eyes wide and turned Faustyna to grab her by the hips and push myself fully inside her pussy from the back as she gasped out in shock.

I timed my thrusts to the music playing, making our dance of bodies fit the meter of the songs, finding it hard to focus enough to reach a quick release. Everyone started cheering as the podium kept spinning us around, showing everything off for everyone gathered. When it did come time to blow my load, I pulled myself out and slid my cock over the ass groove to deliver spurts of cum over her back.

I took hold of her back from that position, pulling her upward and landing the cummed-up skin against my chest with a wet slap. I felt her chest rise and fall in excitement, and looked down as she looked up to me as if asking how I wanted her next. I nodded to give her the lead, and she took my legs out from underneath me as we both fell to the stone ground, her over me, working my dick up while kissing down from my neck to then insert my cock in her mouth to work it back up.

When she felt it stand back up, she stopped blowing it up and stood up. I saw her from the ground, my beautiful wife, my beloved, dripping wildly from her pussy. She spread her pussy lips open, making me thirst for them, but then slammed her hips down hard over my cock, also timing her thrusts to the music as I blew inside her just a minute later. I knew exactly what was coming next, and it was the most beautiful reminder of where we began, and ended once as well.

I saw her face contort while pushing out my cum over my face, my own cream pie delivered back to me, even if with less intensity. I let it run down my face, catching a bit on my tongue as she started licking my face to share the flavor into a kiss. By this point, some in the crowd were masturbating and fucking, and we got a show of it before the main orgy got started. I had to get her off at least once myself before it started.

"Give me!" I burst out, pulling her hips down over my face as she fully sat down on my face into the purple pubic hair of hers. I used a bit of arcane to alleviate the pressure, while sticking my tongue down her pussy where my cock just was. I made a second tongue out of arcane and had it dig its way into her asshole, alternating between her pussy and ass while my nose rubbed against her clit. I felt her hands grab my hair wildly, as she pumped her hips against my face, gasping over and over, riding a full orgasm out over my mouth and tongue.

When she was done, I saw her look down with worry, but I smiled, my face covered now with mostly just her pussy juices rather than my own cream pie. She smiled and closed her eyes to breathe a big hot sigh into the air of the temple, tits out and perky in the light, begging to be sucked. I shifted her with arcane and lifted one breast up into my cupped hand with my lips around the nipple, sucking on it to a surprise burst of milk in my mouth. My eyes went wide from the flavor and realization.

I went to her mouth instantly to share the news, as her face changed from confusion to fear.

"Do you want to sit the orgy out?" I asked. She looked a bit out of it for a moment, lost in thought. "Fau?" She looked up, then smiled.

"Not a chance," she said. "I want this place packed with bodies."

"That sounded a bit... dark," I said.

"I have a dark mind, magic," she said, looking menacing. I had to check to make sure Lucifer was still sitting in the audience, but found her face in Pfeifer's pussy instead. The crowd was getting antsy. The festivities needed to begin. I stood up on the rotating podium and stopped the spin to get attention.

"Alright, everyone!" I said. "Thank you for attending the ceremony. We will now move on to our reception orgy! Get naked! Food and water is provided at the entrance. If you're feeling faint or tired, feel free to just spectate. Once everyone gets going, we will let the crowds of people waiting outside join." I felt Faustyna's hands on my cock, hanging off it, and Clori flew up to make me blow a load right into Faustyna's face with a slap to my ass. I dropped to my knees from another unprompted orgasm and looked down to my wife, smearing my cum over her face like war paint with a smile.

I watched as everyone sitting in the audience shifted to the bunch of chairs and seats nearby with a lot of towels strewn throughout, getting naked as attendants put their clothes away into lockers. Everyone descended into a pit of sex, save for Mariusz who I worried about.

"Hey, Mariusz," I said, coming up with my dick out. "Sorry if you aren't interested in this stuff."

"I'm very interested," he said. "I'm trying to decide who I want to lose my virginity with though, or rather... Who it wouldn't hurt." He removed his codpiece to expose a dick the length of my cock, but the thickness of... a small tree. I was frozen looking at it. 'I don't want to hurt anyone, Szymon."

I smiled, then glided a hand over his dick. There was only one person who could take this whole tree trunk. I lifted the head of his cock, and wriggled a finger into his dick hole as he writhed a bit in precum. I pulled my finger out and sucked on it for a moment, then pointed to Walpurgina already getting railed by Erwald and Marvin as a spit roast.

"She's definitely your best bet," I said. "She's the headmaster of the warlock... actually, that's Ariana now. Walpurgina used to be the headmaster. She used to get fucked by demons summoned by her students." Mariusz took everything else off, revealing his scarred muscled body oiled up to show off. He was ready for this moment, and I was happy for him, but needed to find my queen in the mess. There she was, making out with Lucy while Pheifer fingered both of them underneath, which was just runaway arcane power that kept draining my mana. I drank a huge mana potion to refill my capacity and joined the three of them with a surprise cock in Lucifer's ass with tail grab.

When the doors opened to the crowds gathered, the temple became a chaotic mess of naked bodies, moaning and gasping, sighing, and clapping cheeks. The sound of skin slapping skin was palpable, like a symphony of flesh, like a flock of birds in the purgatory of desire, wet slapping, slorping, and glorping. It was a symphony of sex, and a multitude of it, burning in desire as everyone started involving different things such as their own specific magics and blood, which triggered warriors, which were alleviated by others fucking them in the ass.

"It's beautiful," Faustyna said, watching over the big mess of shifting bodies.

"Another round?" I asked, holding out a hand to her as if I was asking to dance. I found myself hard again, after an hour of waiting for it to happen and refueling.

"I'm not sure I can even stand up anymore."

"Then let me be your chair, my love," I said, using arcane to sit in the air, supported by arcane pillars embedded in my buttocks, leaned back to have my cock hard over the seat. I held Faustyna's hand as she lifted from her current chair and sat down with my dick against the surface of her pussy, sliding on the wetness until she thumbed my dick inside herself and sighed against my chest. She looked up, as I used one hand to grasp her ass cheek, and the other over her clit to ensure she came.

Faustyna leaned against me, chest against chest, with her breasts warmly resting against the bit of hair on my otherwise hairless chest. I felt her heart against mine and felt weak to it, but strong because of it. I wanted her heart to beat wildly with mine, so I lifted her up sliding tits up to my neck while pulling her almost entirely off my dick, then slid her down my body like hot butter as her arms rested on my shoulders.

She sighed out at the slow penetration, sliding with bodies together, her chest slick against mine in sweat and heat, trying to start a fire with friction. I heard her sigh in my ear, mingling with a breath of heat for a brief moment as she started taking charge of her weight against mine, sliding up and down slowly while I made sure my dick would enter her at every slide out using both hands.

I was her chair, and she was in charge. When she opened her eyes to see mine, I held a special treat for her, a tiny dagger in my mouth. She took it with her tongue, flipping it over my head and catching it on her tongue, then held the shaft between her teeth and moved to cut my shoulder lightly. Her breasts slid up, getting her right bloodied from the wound inflicted as the tiny dagger dropped to the ground beneath when she gasped out with excitement.

"Your hands are really having a fun time down there, huh?" She asked, breathing heavily against my hair on a slide up. She slid back down over my cock, my hands both rubbing her clit and guiding myself inside as her tits became visible again. I immediately licked the bloodied up one, and found her holding the left to squeeze out a blast of milk over my face. I felt heated up by this mix of bodily fluids and rubbed her pussy faster. She matched her sliding to fuck herself on my cock, spreading the blood further until she stopped moving, and went completely silent.

I worried after a few seconds of this, but then a very low roar emanated from her open throat, growing in power as it turned to a moan. She held onto my head, undulating her hips over the head of my cock while I held it out to her with both hands. Faustyna threw her purple hair back, exposing the bloody breast and the milk wet breast, and came. She burst out loudly, turning heads, and squirted a torrent of pussy juice over my crotch, over the head of my dick, which also happened to go off at the same time, blowing cum into the spray of her juice, all pooling over my crotch and stomach, then spilling to the floor.

The sound made my heart beat faster, chasing after her chest to kiss between her tits, a breast against each cheek, then licked up to her neck and kissed there as well. When she went quiet, I pulled her back down over my cock before it got fully soft and held her with my dick inside so she could feel it shrink away as she passed out.

"I love you, Faustya," I whispered into her ear, hoping it reached her before she fell asleep. My mana was bottoming out, but I lowered slowly to the ground while holding her against my body. I looked over at the spot in the orgy where Pheifer was, and she looked at me in agreement, stepping away from fucking two women of the orgy with her blue horns at once and broke into a run to jump into the air and cannonballed back into my body so I wouldn't mana-out. I smiled, looking over the tired many, while some people kept fucking. Clori was even tuckered out, passed out on Tammy's middle finger with that sour red pussy excretion she made all over the digit.

The brightest spot of the orgy after Pheifer returned, was Rhys. She was a sexual healer, after all. She looked like a saint of the greenest meadows, adorned in green, coated in cum, blood, piss, and other bodily fluids, smiling brightly in the middle of it while fingering two women, and getting pounded from the back by Marvin who was also flying on his orange magic to position himself perfectly into her asshole.

Mroka was another hub of attention, with a few people sucking on her teets while another few fisted her pussy together, with Mariusz filling her mouth with his super wide cock. I watched her come, and the guys fisting her pussy all lifted their fists together in a cheer coated in her pussy juice. Mariusz kept going, and blew a load of cum into her mouth that burst from her mouth like an explosion, possibly blessed by Ermine to cum more.

There were such sights to behold in the whole of the orgy, but everything wound down just two hours later, with everyone resting together in a big pile of flesh and bodily fluids. I got up when I could muster it, and carried my wife to teleport, but coated her in arcane so as not to penetrate her every orifice and wake her. I put her to bed, and slipped in beside her, also quite spent after an amazing time at the wedding.

*0*

Faustyna woke up in Szymon's bed, trying to convince herself the last few weeks weren't just a dream. Many moments stood out from the orgy, none more memorable than getting absolutely soaked and soiled by Ryszard, the warrior friend. If the fates were different, there was a chance she would have had him as her husband, if she were to become a warrior instead. No. Faustyna was content with the path to happiness that involved Szymon.

He was right across from her, still asleep. He did such a good job at accepting her for everything on her plate, but Fau felt she made him tip over the line with the way her rogue life worked. Szymon removed the issues of Awlrych and Lucifer, both issues she had a handle on, maybe even enjoyed having. It kept her on her toes. She sighed, missing the agony of chaos. She made her peace with it, that one day assassins would come and kill her. Then there came this dumbass, saving her, as if she wanted that.

"I love you," she whispered, then just watched his sleeping face until he stirred, closing her eyes to pretend. She felt him shift around in bed and felt lips on her forehead. He shifted back.

"I love you," he whispered, and Faustyna opened her eyes instantly, startling him. He smiled, then came in for a kiss on the lips. "I had a feeling you were awake."

"I'm not the only thing, it seems," She said, sliding her hand over his leg and against his cock. His face softened, a fire blazing silently until the first sigh he uttered, which made Faustyna slip into the sheets to inhale it. It wasn't fully erect, which made it easier to get it deep before it sprang up inside her. Szymon let her go at it without pushing or pulling anything and her tongue was expert with his cock at this point. In just a few minutes, her tongue danced at the tip of a bursting cock, slipping in the cum produced that spilled over.

"Sorry, I'm still tired from the wedding," he said, self-conscious about a soft ejaculation. Faustyna never even said anything, but it just confirmed to her that he wanted to blast her with cum, hard, which made her smile. She slipped up next to him, shifting his hand over a bit of moisture built up from having his cock in her mouth.

"Your turn, hubby," she said, and laid on her back while still looking into his eyes. "I'm ready for ten orgasms." His eyes went wide in surprise, and a smile appeared on his lips. Rather than go down on her, he stood up from the bed, naked, floppy, dangly, and started casting a spell.

"We are going to do our best," he said, shifting himself into four mirror images of arcane. One was him, and the other three just copies, but what could those do when they couldn't even touch-- Faustyna paused that thought as one of the mirror images threw the covers off her to expose her wet pussy, while another climbed up with his tongue sinking into her pussy, extending deeper than a tongue should.

"You could do this all this time?" Faustyna asked.

"I could make one, for a few seconds," he said. "Something changed after I fucked Lucy. Maybe the combined sexual healing, holy power, and the copious potions I drank exploded my mana pool or something. Or maybe it's something to do with Lucifer's desires. Either way, get her up, boys!"

Faustyna felt the two magics lift her by the arms until a third one held her in a choke hold from behind, cock hard against her back. The other two spread her legs up until she couldn't move. There was still her vault if she needed a quick getaway, but Szymon didn't go right for stuffing his cock inside her. He came up to kiss her, kissing all over driving her wild, salivating from her mouth and pussy.

He was teasing her, kissing her thighs, closer and closer to the spot she really wanted him to kiss, eat, tongue, suck, finger. Faustyna wanted to break free and mount his head, riding it to death in retaliation, but realized her bloodlust and tried to make it fade. He just kept teasing her, and she started getting upset at not having reached one orgasm being edged this way, so she kicked off the the two copies and spun in the choke hold to land pussy-first on that clone's face with an earth-shattering orgasm that bashed his face in.

Or it would have bashed his face in if he had one. Instead, Faustyna felt her weight squish his head down, full surface against her abnormally wet pussy from copious teasing, and she slid it not two inches over that surface to burst out in a loud orgasm that pressed that head down to the floor even more while dispensing a gush of piss and ejaculate over that copy. Faustyna felt good, but also angry at being kept waiting, and kept grinding after the orgasm to pull another orgasm out of the head between her legs in a few minutes.

"Wow," Szymon said. "If that was me, I'd have died a happy man."

"That's what you get for making me wait, magic," she said, standing up as the flattened face sprang back up to his face, coated in water after his pussy-boarding. "Now, let's use these guys in a better way."

"What do you have in mind?" He asked. Faustyna came up to whisper her instructions as his eyes lit up. She loved giving him ideas to try, rather than having them shot down. There was really nobody like him in this world. Faustyna caught herself feeling weak and shook that thinking away. It was strength. A different strength which was tough to measure.

One of his copies held her up on her side, in the air, while a second copy stood at her head, and two, including the real one, mounted her from behind, one leg up between their arms held up for clearance. All four stood there waiting for her go-ahead. She knew she wouldn't be able to call it off once it started, getting filled with three of his cocks.

"Do it," she said, feeling her mouth filled first, then her pussy, then a well-lubricated ass penetration to hold her enjoying the volume of blood in skin, within her softest parts. They all pulled fully out and trained the tips at each opening to enter slowly again, in unison. Faustyna grit her teeth to not give in right away, then gasped when the ass cock slammed fast and deep, while the other two continued inching slowly within. The real one had to be fucking her ass.

"I'm going faster," he said, when the mouth and pussy cocks were fully inside. They all pulled out, at random intervals, and slammed in a steady rhythm of one, pause, two, three, pause. It played with Faustyna's mind, especially when the fourth copy got hard while holding her up, right up against her chest. His cock slid against her sweaty skin, taking a right turn between her tits to turn the rhythm to one, two, pause, Three, pause, four, pause. It repeated with a slick path between her tits, sliding on the ridges of her sternum while she used her hands to squeeze her tits together producing drips of milk escaping.

The pussy cock copy leaned forward to suck on one nipple, while the mouth cock copy sucked on the bottom nipple getting hit in the chin by the fourth's cock on every thrust. Faustyna wondered how this looked from an outside perspective, because it felt like a crazy amalgamation of pleasure. She was too focused on all things happening, and instead decided to give into the pleasure of four cocks and two mouths absolutely devouring her.

"Oh, fuck!" The real Szymon burst out, blowing his load and simulating the throbs in all copies as Faustyna felt only her ass fill with hot cum. The other three kept moving and sucking, while the real magic remained up her ass swimming in gooey... sticky... cream-my... Faustyna felt her body shake violently at the thought of his cum bathing over his cock inside her like a hot spring. She caught a breath of air rapidly, feeling as if she was going to need it.

What the throbbing of the other three cocks created, oscillated within her, setting her blood coursing through her body faster and faster, like a molten current deep in Gaia's body, a Gaiagasm. Faustyna felt so hot, like burning hot, stirred like an ocean with the pulsating cocks, sucking mouths, and opened her eyes wide in surprise as her body became that very Gaia, a planet of hot burning blood about to blow.

It was impossible to stop it now. Fau was glad she took that breath of air, because she might have died without it. The molten blood swished inside her, running electricity through every inch of her body, in every fiber of her skin, burning hot like the surface of the sun. The body needed to respond, it needed to cool this sweltering heat, lose the heat before it cooked her brain. Just then, an ocean came from within her, arriving like the most calming cooling that allowed her to burst out like a geyser.

"OHMFLOED!" She mumbled out loudly against the cock in her mouth, and felt her body gush out of every hole, vomit, piss, pussy juices, sweat, and shit, all pouring out to shed the excess heat in orgasm that removed any barriers. She wanted to shed blood with it, but there was no way to get even the tiniest dagger out in her amazingly orgasmic position between four cocks. She needed to breathe, or she would die.

Faustyna moved her mouth off the cock by her head, and took a deep breath, cooling her lungs from the exasperating of blood. Her breath came out feeling like a dragon's breath, gasping for more cool air to borrow on that much needed cooling. When she went limp, the last two cocks stopped moving, and four men carried her over their heads, to sit with one in the bathtub as hot water started to cool her body with the meager heat it could muster.

"That was one for the history books," Szymon said, shifting her in the bathtub as she tried to twitch or move something, still heat-shocked to a numb weakness. He rested her head against his chest and started cleaning up her ass and pussy under the water. It felt pleasant and relaxing, so much so that Faustyna fell asleep with his fingers inside and woke up dried out, and cozy in a bathrobe, but alone in bed. He was sitting at his desk, fiddling with something there that sounded metallic. When he turned, he smiled brightly.

"Where do you want to go for our honeymoon?" He asked. "Somewhere dry, or somewhere wet?" Wet. Him saying that word opened a memory of him fucking her with his copies. She became wet to save herself, not to mention made a mess in the process. As much as a wet environment would have been fun to be in, a drier climate would be better.

"Fau?" He asked, walking over to sit beside her since she didn't respond.

"Probably dry, but not desert dry," she replied, putting her ear to his chest. His heartbeat sounded so good, and even better when it beat faster. "Maybe the mountains?"

"The mountains it is," he said, smiling. "I know just the place. I once went there on a month-long adventure. We went to clear a mithril mine overrun with goblins. The villagers were so thankful they tried to marry me to their daughters, but it only ended up as sex. Weirdly enough, I was the only one in my group that did that. Everyone else had some kind of morals preventing their enjoyment."

"Most people have that," Faustyna said.

"Not us though, my love," he said, "And I love that about you, I guess. That, and your countless amazing ideas for new ways to drive me wild." He got closer to her ear and produced a hot breath into her ear with a whisper. "You get me so hot when I'm not by your side I force myself to come." Faustyna smiled, then leaned forward over his crotch to look up.

"Am I getting you hot now?" She asked, gliding her nose around over his crotch until it was obvious Szymon was hard. His mouth opened and his eyes closed. Faustyna slipped his cock out and opened her knee, closing it over his hard cock. "Fuck my knee, then." He started moving too much and she got closer to his ear to give back that hot breath whisper.

"Tiny thrusts," she said. "Only come for me." He closed his mouth and focused, moving slowly in the flesh and bones of my bent knee as his cock slid through it over and over slowly. Faustyna tightened the hold and Szymon pulled it out so the head was right in the soft back of the knee in the tightness to blow his load. His eyes flew open, and he found her lips into a hot, messy kiss, clearly looking for praise. Faustyna smiled a bit deviously.

"Good boy," she said, even though she really wanted him to call her a good girl like he once did. It was magical when he took charge and praised her. Something inside her felt so longing for those words, but it felt like such weakness. Weakness that she wanted to feel if it let her melt to a puddle of come in his bellybutton, a spurt of living butter, a concoction of making life, of passion, juiced in a climax, drawn from the most vulnerable moment only possible by taking a leap of faith and surrendering yourself to another.

"I live for your praise," he said, putting the thought into her mind to put a collar on him, a bill of ownership. She needed to get him a ring. Others needed to know this was hers. She remembered something from her vault and got newfound energy to turn over in bed and stick her ass out in his direction, then unlocked her vault.

"Stick your hand in," Faustyna said, preparing the ring she once found on her stealthy spelunking around town to slip onto his ring finger. "Left hand only." She felt his fingers at the edges of the open vault, her asshole which was stretched out to allow the vaulting of items. "Don't touch the walls or it will slam closed on you."

Szymon buried his hand in the darkness of flesh which then pulled out with a silver ring on his ring finger. This was a ring that reminded her that she was a rogue, a silver signet from her stealth fun. Even if she wanted to be a warrior, rogues had their fun. Stealth allowed not only a lot of clandestine stuff, but also a lot of witnessed secret dealings, not to mention a ton of really interesting sex, in a variety of taboos that could turn anyone's stomach.

"What's this?" He asked, inspecting the ring. Faustyna held up her own ring he snuck onto her hand, and clinked them together, gold and silver wedding bands, the sign of a promise and a sign to anyone beyond that coupling to take a hike. "It's amazing! Thank you, Faustyna!"

"NOW TELEPORT ME UNTIL I COME AND YOU RUN OUT OF MANA!" She burst out making his eyes go wide. He did not waste a second longer, grabbing her asshole to close the vault expertly, before making eye contact with her and fucking Gaia to flit about his house in teleports that carried Faustyna like a suitcase, fucking her eyes, mouth, ears, nose, pussy, pee hole, asshole, and even tear ducts with his arcane energy over and over until she melted to that dollop of butter to rest with him over his bellybutton as he ran out of mana.

"Now you have to piss in my mouth," he said, and Faustyna felt so elated that she could not get any more melted. She slid over his body, like hot butter running up to his mouth with her pussy and let loose, emptying herself in a very hot stream right into his mouth. His eyes glowed with a tan light as he gulped the liquid down as mana-restoring saving grace. "Good girl."

Faustyna felt faint from the endless Gaia-Szymon fuck of teleportation in her every hole. He caught her, even though he had to be even more exhausted from her demand. Her heart felt like it was vibrating out of her chest, like she was about to die, like nothing she had ever felt before, a resonance of love and acceptance, ringing out in her ears wildly, a shell shock of love. It was torture, and it was ecstasy, in equal measure. She would break the world to keep him there with her.

When Faustyna could finally cool down, it felt scary to feel that at ease and at the edge of her last wit, but she was glad to be there. She could not see herself any other way with her magic hero, her husband, a person who actually managed to both want her to have children, and ensure it happened by blowing constant loads in her in many different ways until she stopped paying attention to her cycle.

They sat together watching a quiet mountain range countryside on a porch of a small cottage nestled in the hills of a valley town by a river. Faustyna looked over to Szymon, enjoying a breath of wind on a sunny brilliance. His blue robes lit in the light of the sun, making the golden spell threads glisten as his cock rose slowly from under the cloth, displacing the threads and casting the glowing in different directions.

"Get naked with me," Faustyna said, and they reclined side by side naked, his cock praising the sun with throbs every few seconds. "Stroke it for me?" Faustyna looked over with a smile, and Szymon didn't need any more reason to do so than that. His hand went over his cock, glistening at the tip with precum in the sun. He stroked wildly. "No, not like that! Slowly. Let me watch every motion."

His hand pulled his foreskin back, bending the head slightly at every peel, then disappeared the dickhead behind the skin, to appear wetter on the next stroke. Faustyna found herself fingering her pussy, watching him stroking off so slowly in the sun, and gushed over her hand. Everything about him got her so wet lately. She watched his face contort when he blew his load, running into his bellybutton like a small pool.

"Don't move," she said, then straddled his stomach just above and rubbed herself to orgasm to drip right into his bellybutton cum shot. With both jelly's in there together, Faustyna put a finger inside and stirred it to combine them, their nut butter. She took a dollop onto her finger and spread it over her lips, then dipped her finger and painted his lips with that as well. "Beautiful."

"You are, but what am I?"

"You're mine," Faustyna said, leaning over his head to join their lips with his cum and her pussy juice mixture between them. "Forever."

"Forever," he said.

(Writer's note: And with that, the story of Szymon and Faustyna draws to a close. I am not knowledgeable enough to link all the chapters into a series that has links between to next chapters, so I'm sorry about that. At a certain point, the name of the chapters changed for some reason, and it set the second half apart from the first, which messes it up.)