The Celebration
Flipping the pillow in his hands Zalen looked around, wondering just how long he'd have to wait. Maybe he should have brought something to read - or would that have been a sign of disrespect? He doubted the Rose herself would care but she had implied she'd be bringing somebody else which might change matters.
But what would be the correct way to wait for her arrival? Maybe he should have asked her - but then again he half expected the answer to be 'stroking his dick'.
Oh well, it wasn't the first time he'd spent time waiting, just lost in his thoughts. He tossed the pillow up again, flipping it over.
"Shoot."
The sound made Zalen look to the side. There was indeed Vivariel, dressed somewhat like a Veiled One, except her veils didn't even attempt to hide her sensitive parts, instead highlighting them.
"I waited to see if you would indeed start pleasuring yourself. Now I'm disappointed."
Zalen laughed.
"My apologies. I had no idea how long I'd have to wait and I didn't want to blow my load before you arrived."
"Well, now I'm here! And umm... Remember when I said I'd bring a few others with me?"
Zalen nodded.
"My plan had indeed been to bring two friends of mine. But someone else must have heard about it because..."
"Greetings, Zalen. Nice to see you again."
Zalen whirled around. On the huge mattress sat five women, one of whom he already knew.
Even though her face didn't look exactly the same as during the dwarven festival there was no doubt it was Dumanna again. She still looked sexy as hell and now she was wearing what looked like a leather corset, a really tight skirt and boots that went up to her knees.
"Greetings, Dumanna, the Goddess of Sex and Pleasure."
The second lady he had never seen before but he could easily guess who it might be based on her elven ears.
"Greetings, Vana. The Goddess of Partying, Revelries and Orgies."
She was indeed as Lady Veryel had described her, gorgeous. Even though she had a body to die for her his attention was still getting drawn to her beautiful eyes. She looked like she was clad from head to toe in some kind of a shimmering lace that still left the important parts free.
"Greetings, Zalen. After you nearly stole my priestess from me I couldn't really turn down Vivariel's invitation, could I?"
The third arrival was also easy to identify. After all she was way shorter than anyone else in the room. Now what was her name again...
"Greetings Zuz. The halfling Goddess of Sex and Healing."
"Greetings!"
Despite her short stature she was quite curvy. She didn't quite have the hips and breasts Dumanna did but they were pretty close and her thinner waist certainly made them more pronounced. She was wearing an outfit that reminded him of the nightgowns he knew some noblewomen used - except it was thin enough to be practically see through and short enough to barely cover her butt.
The fourth woman Zalen couldn't recognize. Her skin was blue and the air in her direction was clearly feeling colder. Her outfit seemed to made of crystals that had just formed to cover the essential parts and very little else. And she was really tall.
"Greetings! And my apologies, oh divine beauty. I have to admit I do not know your name!"
"Greetings," came her reply, sounding cool and certain.
"She is known as the Lady of Ice and only her own know her true name," Vivariel's voice explained from behind him. "I was really surprised to see her arrive."
"Xudaal was once one of mine. I came here to satisfy my curiosity, nothing more."
The last woman in the room stood out even more than the others. She looked, well, demonic. Her skin was dark, her eyes looked like they were reflecting an open flame somewhere nearby, her outfit was made of long thin strips of black leather with bright red rubies highlighting her curves. She looked like she should have had a tail and horns but neither was there. Her eyes were measuring Zalen.
"Vivariel stole a succubus from us. I'm here to seduce his boy toy instead."
Dumanna laughed. "Sure you are, Empress of Lust! You're here because you wanted a taste of the mortal cock Vivariel's been gushing about!"
The demon empress tilted her head slightly. "Same thing."
"And he might not be that easy to steal away," Vivariel smiled. "You're welcome to try though."
All five were gorgeous in their own ways which wasn't exactly a surprise considering what they were.
"So which one of us do you find the most alluring?"
The others turned to look at the Empress.
"We're not here to compete, you know," Vivariel chided.
"Afraid you'll lose?"
"Never! Especially since he's already mine."
"A little contest might actually be fun," Zuz piped up.
The others murmured their agreement.
"Well," Vana began. "Since there are six of us, let's make this a six part contest with him as the judge."
"What would the six parts be then?"
"Let's say kissing, erotic dance, naughty talking, pleasuring with hands, pleasuring with mouth, actual sex."
"Isn't kissing already pleasuring with mouth?"
"Yes, but undressing him isn't allowed during the first three stages."
"And what does the winner get? An apple?"
"I don't think we need a price," Zuz announced. "I just want to see your faces when you lose!"
The others looked at each other.
"Deal!"
"So we start with kissing," Vana continued. "No hands so you only get to use your mouth!"
"You're the hostess Vivariel so you get to go first," Dumanna said.
She smiled, gliding towards Zalen with her hips swaying erotically. She wrapped her arms around Zalen's head.
"I can still do this, right?"
"Sure," Vana replied.
Vivariel hadn't even waited for the answer before moving in for a long, erotic kiss that made his cock harden.