A Song of Milfs and Trouble Chapter 10 (Patreon)

“Holy shit!” Myrcella breathed as Daemon stood still as a statue, barely able to breathe himself.

“Wha...what are you talking about?” he asked nervously. “I’ve been doing work around the house for your mum. Your dad’s been paying me.”

“Something that’s thrilled her to no end, I’m sure,” Myrcella snarked. “So you’re telling me that if I go into her room, I won’t find her naked and passed out?”

He had nothing to say to that as Myrcella walked up to him.

“You even smell like sex, Daemon,” she said flatly. “Come, we should talk.”

Daemon’s shoulders slumped as he followed the young blonde. He had been caught red-handed and he knew it. While Robert wouldn’t be back for a while, provided Cersei was right about that much, he still had to make sure that Myrcella didn’t say anything or he was fucked. He doubted that the notoriously unfaithful man wouldn’t be a massive hypocrite if the truth came out. Myrcella led him to what he assumed was her bedroom and pointed at his bed.

“Sit,” she said.

“Myrcella, please don’t say anything,” Daemon said as he sat down. “The truth is that your father’s been cheating on your mother, and she just wanted to…”

“Oh, I’m well aware,” Myrcella snorted.

“Huh?” Daemon asked.

“Daemon, those two are still together because it would be more expensive for them both to end it, and for no other reason,” Myrcella said. “Dad’s been cheating on Mum for as long as I’ve been alive, probably longer. You aren’t the first guy she’s gotten back at him with, though you are by far the youngest.”

“I...oh,” Daemon said.

“Please tell me you didn’t think you were special,” Myrcella said, sounding vaguely sympathetic.

“No,” Daemon said. “I knew what this was. I just didn’t realize they were so open about their dysfunction around you and your brothers.”

“You’ve met them both, I assume,” Myrcella said. “Do either of them seem like the type who could keep what they are to themselves?”

“No, not really,” Daemon conceded.

Myrcella laughed humorlessly. “They’re my parents, and I love them, but they’re both messed up beyond imagining.”

“So what is it that you want from me?” Daemon said. “You’ve said yourself that this is nothing new.”

“Oh, it’s very new,” Myrcella said. “When Bella said that she saw some guy who looked familiar going into my house and looking very chummy with Mum, we both figured it was a guy she knew from work. Mum’s never fucked someone who I went to school with before. Even Dad’s never done that, that I know of, at least. So I have to wonder, given that you don’t really fit the mold of her usual type, why you?”

“We met while I was working in the garden at a place your grandfather rents out,” Daemon said. “Your father had fallen into the flower garden out front, and Cersei asked me to plant new flowers to replace them. We got talking afterward, and one thing led to another.”

“Gardening is what led to this?” Myrcella asked.

“More or less,” Daemon said.

Myrcella just shook her head and leaned back against her closet door.

“So, now that you know everything,” Daemon said, “what are you going to do?”

“That is the question, huh?” Myrcella asked. “I suppose that I could keep quiet.”

Daemon cocked an eyebrow, wondering where this was going.

“If you want money, your parents haven’t been paying all that much,” Daemon said.

“I’m Tywin Lannister’s granddaughter,” Myrcella scoffed. “If I ever need money for as long as I live, I’ll have messed something up royally. No, it’s not money that I want from you.”

She looked him up and down, and Daemon felt his cock twitch. Surely he wasn’t that lucky.

“Aren’t you seeing Trystane Martell?” Daemon asked and immediately regretted it as Myrcella’s green eyes flashed rage and venom.

“We broke up,” she spat before composing herself. “I want to know why my mother would bother with someone nearly my age.”

Daemon sat up and grinned, feeling relatively sure that he could buy her silence. “That could be arranged.”

“Not here!” Myrcella hissed. “You’re still covered in my mother, and she doesn’t know I’m back in town yet. She’ll wake up eventually. Meet me at Bella’s place.”

“Bella Rivers?” Daemon asked.

“Mmhmm,” Myrcella replied. Handing him her phone, she said, “Give me your number so I can text you the address. Her mum’s a nurse, and she’s got the night shift tonight, so we’ll be alone. She and I were going to hang out at her place anyway.”

Daemon typed in his contact info and looked up at her, asking, “is she going to be…”

“Probably,” Myrcella said. “Will that be a problem?”

“No,” Daemon said.

Bella Rivers was someone to whom he had said maybe a dozen words over the years, and yet he knew of her. A year younger than him and in Myrcella’s grade, she had a reputation for being a slut. He knew a few guys who claimed to have hooked up with her at parties. The fact that the almost painfully innocent-looking Myrcella had been such a close friend of hers had always struck Daemon as odd whenever he bothered to think of either one, but they had been inseparable since they met in grade school.

“I didn’t think it would be,” Myrcella said, taking her phone back. “Do shower before you come over.”

“Of course,” Daemon said.

Myrcella led him out of her house and through the kitchen door. The two parted ways, and Daemon headed home to get ready for his second threesome of the day. The fact that he’d be fucking four women in a day again was not lost on him, and he just hoped that having a break in the middle of it would make things easier than last time.

*****

“Come on up,” Bella’s said in her sultry voice through the intercom.

Daemon heard the front door to her apartment building buzz as it was unlocked and walked inside. It was a quiet little building, perhaps six stories tall, with a clean-looking lobby. He got inside the elevator, noticing that he was correct about how many floors it had, and pressed the button for the fifth floor, leaning against the back wall as the door closed. Pulling out his phone, he double-checked the apartment number as he made his way over.

“Hello,” Bella said, grinning at him.

Her curly, coal-black hair and electric blue eyes had always stood out, but it was the impish smile on her ruby-red lips that really made her captivating. The smile and the mischievous look in her eyes both said that she was a girl who knew what she wanted and had no qualms about getting it.

“Bella,” Daemon said, giving her his most charming smile. “Is Myrcella already here?”

“Digging a hole in the floor with her pacing, but yes,” Bella said. “Come in.”

She stepped back to let him, and Daemon found Myrcella was indeed pacing, her long golden hair following after her as she went. The second she saw him, her green eyes widened, and she took a step back. This nervous creature was remarkably different from the confident girl he had seen a few hours earlier.

“Daemon,” she said.

“Myrcella,” Daemon said gently.

“Thi...this was a mistake,” Myrcella said. “I’m sorry, but…”

“No, it wasn’t,” Bella said. “The easiest way to get over your issues with sex is to turn to a guy like this.”

“Bella!” Myrcella hissed, looking furious.

“Issues?” Daemon asked.

“It’s nothing,” Myrcella said. “I’m sorry for wasting your time, Daemon, but you can go.”

“This is my place, Cella,” Bella said, “and I, for one, really want to see what made your absolute fox of a mum start an affair with a guy nearly our age.”

She grinned up at him and Daemon felt his cock start to harden in his pants at the look on her face.

“I…” Myrcella tried to say.

“You can watch,” Bella offered. “Maybe seeing it will help you realize that sex isn’t scary.”

“That’s easy for you to say,” Myrcella spat. “You do it as easily as you breathe.”

“And what’s wrong with that?” Bella asked pointedly.

“Nothing,” Myrcella sighed. “It’s just never been like that for me.”

“We don’t have to do anything,” Daemon said, holding his hands up. “I am curious where that confident, assertive girl who ordered me to come see her here earlier in exchange for her silence went, though.”

“I was never going to tell Dad, Daemon,” Myrcella said, shaking her head. “He’s the last one who should expect fidelity, given how he is.”

“Your issues with sex, could they be because of your parents?” Daemon asked.

“I used to think Dad’s obsession with it ruined their lives,” Myrcella admitted. “My mum’s always so miserable, and she drinks a lot, something they have in common, of course. She has her own affairs though and I just don’t know where it all started. I don’t want a relationship like theirs; I’d rather become a septa, and I thought that waiting would help ensure that I didn’t, but Trystane broke up, with me and now I just don’t know what to do.”

“Trystane’s a dick, Bella spat. “You’re blaming sex far too much for both relationships. though. Your parents aren’t fucked up because they sleep around; they’re fucked up and they sleep around. As for Trystane, he was just too much of an impatient cunt to hold onto what he had. You’ll find a guy who cares enough about you to go at your speed, but I do think that getting your virginity out of the way and seeing that sex isn’t that big of a deal would be good for you.”

Daemon closed his eyes for a moment. He might not be the best idea for a girl’s first time, but he and Bella could have sex and see if just watching it helped Myrcella.

“Okay, you said that I could watch,” Myrcella said. “Daemon, would you be okay with that?”

“Of course,” Daemon said, turning to Bella. “Will having an audience be a first for you?”

“Nope,” Bella replied, popping the p for effect.

Without another word, she wrapped her hands around his head and pulled him down for a searing kiss. Daemon was surprised at the sudden turn but adapted quickly, wrapping his arms around Bella and pulling her flush against him. She invaded his mouth with her tongue, coaxing his out to play, and moaned into his mouth when he cupped her arse with his large hands. Stepping back, she pulled him in until he was pressing her flat against the wall.

“Even if you don’t fuck him, you should kiss him before he goes, Cella,” Bella purred. Turning to him, she added, “you’re good at that.”

“That’s not all I’m good at,” Daemon whispered in her ear before sucking on her earlobe.

“I...ahh...expect you to be good,” Bella moaned.

Daemon chucked, kissing his way down her neck and pulling her tank top up over her braless breasts. Smirking down at her, he cupped her firm mounds in his hands as she pulled her top off and threw it to Myrcella, who didn’t even see it coming until it fell on her face, engrossed as she was by their display.

“Fuck, suck on my tits, Daemon,” Bella moaned.

“Gladly,” Daemon growled, sinking to his knees and burying his face between her breasts.

Bella held his head to her chest, moaning as he started kissing and licking the sensitive flesh, purposefully avoiding her hard pink nipples. When he finally did wrap his lips around one of her peaks, she cried out.

“We...we should take this to the bedroom,” Myrcella stammered.

Daemon looked over at the blushing blonde and grinned. Her face was red, and her eyes were dark with obvious lust, just from watching he and Bella. Looking over at the beautiful brunette, he saw that she looked just as amused as he was.

“I guess you’re right,” Bella said. “Mum shouldn’t be home for hours, but there’s no point in taking the risk of her finding me getting bent over and fucked in the living room.”

Myrcella whimpered almost imperceptibly, and Bella smirked.

“Follow me, gorgeous,” Bella purred to him, walking away.

“With an arse like that, I’d follow you anywhere,” Daemon said, his voice low and rumbling.

Belle looked over her shoulder at him and smirked. “You like my ass? Take a closer look.”

She pulled her skirt up and bent over, revealing that she wasn’t wearing panties either. Her pink pussy peaked out between her thighs, and Daemon groaned at the sight, making her giggle. She rushed off towards her bedroom, with Daemon and Myrcella following closely behind. Daemon’s eyes were glued to her jiggling arsecheeks as she ran, hints of which he could see under her short skirt.

“Here we are,” Bella purred as she reached her bed. Unzipping her skirt, she let it fall and kicked it away, standing before him in all her glory.

She was short, of a similar height to Marcella, and that skinny curvy mix that most men imagined when they thought of cheerleaders. Her hips were wide for her frame, and her breasts filled his large hands perfectly. She was beautiful, and he found himself wondering how he hadn’t noticed her much before.

“You are wearing far too many clothes,” Bella said.

“How rude of me,” Daemon laughed, pulling his t-shirt over his head and tossing it aside.

“Gods, how have we not fucked already?” Bella asked as her eyes raked over his muscular form.

“Wondering that myself,” Daemon replied, peering down at her bare pussy.

“We’ll just have to fix it,” Bella said seductively, undoing his belt and placing it on Myrcella’s desk. She unzipped his fly and lowered his jeans to his knees, letting his cock spring free. Bella’s eyes widened at the sight of him, but Myrcella outright gasped.

“Holy shit, it’s huge!” Myrcella exclaimed. “Are...are they all like that?”

“Yes,” Bella replied before he could say a word. Daemon cocked an eyebrow at her, but she just winked in response. “Most of the guys I’ve been with are around this size.”

“Wow,” Myrcella said, her green eyes utterly locked on his cock. “I wouldn’t expect it to even fit.”

“Oh, it’ll fit,” Bella said, kneeling in front of him.

She took his cock in her hands, shuddering as she realized that there was still some beyond what she was holding, and started peppering his length with hot little kisses. Daemon groaned and held back a laugh at the conflicted look on Bella’s face. She was clearly impressed with his size and wanted to play that up, but at the same time she didn’t want to scare off Myrcella, so she was forced to pretend that there was nothing unique about his cock.

She must have noticed his amusement because her eyes narrowed for a moment before she wrapped her full lips around the head of his cock. Her tongue flicked over the sensitive glans, and Daemon groaned at the feeling. Smirking around his cock, she started slowly bobbing her head up and down on his length, taking more and more of him as she went.

“Fuck me, you’re good at that,” Daemon groaned.

“I know,” Bella said, grinning impishly before going back to sucking his cock.

Her eyes were locked on his as she pleasured him, but they flicked over to Myrcella for a moment, and Daemon took the hint, looking over without moving his head and noticing just how enthralled the beautiful blonde looked. He grinned down at Bella, who laughed, making him groan at the reverberations around his cock.

“Can you take all of him?” Myrcella asked, still looking and sounding riveted.

Bella let his cock slip from her lips with a pop and looked over at Myrcella as she spread her saliva over his entire length with her hand.

“What will you give me if I do?” Bella asked, smirking.

“What do you want?” Myrcella asked.

Bella looked up the ceiling as if in thought before looking down at Myrcella and saying, “if I manage it, I want you to kiss him for the rest of the blowjob.”

“Okay,” Myrcella breathed, flushing at the thought.

“So, do you think you can?” Daemon asked quietly.

Bella just smiled at him and took his cock between her pillowy lips again. Daemon snaked his fingers through her dark curls and groaned as she seemed to try to suck his soul out of his cock. Taking more of his cock every time she descended down his length, she started to gag a little as he reached her throat, but she kept going. She had clearly worked to deaden her gag reflex and before long she had swallowed his entire cock, burying her nose in his pubic hair.

“Holy shit!” he heard Myrcella gasp.

“Took the words right out of my mouth,” Daemon groaned as Bella swallowed around him.

She pulled off his cock and grinned, clearly pleased with herself. Looking like the proverbial cat who caught the canary, she looked over at Myrcella.

“A deal’s a deal, Cella,” Bella said.

“Right,” Myrcella said, walking over to them.

She looked so innocent and demure, like an angel, contrasting sharply with the wonderful devil currently inhaling his cock.

“You’re beautiful, Myrcella,” Daemon said softly, making her flush lightly.

She smiled and moved up to kiss him. Unlike Bella, whose kiss had been full of passion and hunger from the start, Myrcella was more tentative in her approach. Pressing her lips to his, she cupped his face and kissed him again. He responded in kind, keeping a hand on Bella’s head and cupping Myrcella’s cheek as they slowly, gently kissed. After a moment, he teased her lips with his tongue, and she opened her mouth, letting him in.

“Mmm,” Myrcella moaned into his mouth as he deepened the kiss, his tongue dueling with hers for dominance and winning handily.

“Fuck my face,” Bella gasped, and Daemon broke off the kiss to look down at her in surprise.

“You’re sure?” Daemon asked.

“Yes,” Bella said. “Choke me on your big cock, Sir. I’m a big girl; I can take it.”

“Holy fuck,” Daemon groaned, feeling his cock throb at her sinful words.

Bella opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue, pointing at the open hole she wanted him to force his cock down. Myrcella just whimpered at the gloriously slutty display, looking down at her oldest friend in wonder. Daemon took her head in both hands and slowly pushed his cock into the gaping maw of her mouth and into her throat. He slowly started working his hips, sliding his cock in and out of her tight throat.

“Tap my thigh if you want me to stop,” Daemon said as he worked up to a slow, measured pace.

Bella just blinked twice and used her tongue to tease the underside of his cock.

“GURK GURK GURK,” she gagged as he fucked her, her eyes filling with tears.

“I think she’s actually enjoying that,” Myrcella said, sounding shocked.

“You can go check,” Daemon said seductively.

“Huh?” Myrcella asked.

“She’s naked, and her pussy is probably leaking down her thighs,” Daemon said. “If you’re willing, go check.”

“Ah,” Myrcella breathed, looking down at Bella in sheer lust. Almost robotically, she walked behind the other girl. “She’s really wet.”

“Feel her,” Daemon said, delighting in how obviously turned on the beautiful blonde was. “Coat your fingers in her wetness and come back here.”

“Okay,” Myrcella said, using two fingers to feel up Bella’s slick folds.

The brunette’s eyes nearly rolled back into her skull as her oldest friend fingered her while Daemon fucked her mouth. She continued to choke on his cock as Myrcella walked back over to him, but she made no move to tell him to stop. Smiling at Myrcella, he took her hand in his and brought her fingers to his mouth, sucking Bella’s wetness off of them. Myrcella moaned at his action, her legs shaking slightly, and Bella tapped his thigh.

“Seven hells,” she choked as he pulled his cock free of her. “If you...don’t fuck me...right now...gonna go insane.”

Daemon chuckled at how she panted for breath, both the face fucking and her sheer arousal being responsible for her state.

“Bend over your bed,” he said, his voice low and commanding.

Bella shivered at his tone and scrambled across the floor, burying her face in her mattress and wiggling her gorgeous arse at him.

“Don’t hold back, Sir,” she moaned. “Fuck me like a whore!”

Daemon lined himself up with her almost impossibly wet tunnel and pushed inside, sinking half of his cock into her sweltering depths in one thrust.

“FUCK!” Bella screamed, clawing at her sheets so hard that he thought she might rip them. “Gods, your cock is...holy shit that feels amazing!”

Daemon smirked at her near slip-up and shook his head. Even with her being as experienced as she apparently was, he was still huge, and he remembered that he had to take things slowly. Easing a couple inches of his cock out of her tight tunnel, he pushed back inside, conquering a little more of her. On and on that went, Daemon pushing a little more of his cock inside her on each thrust as she mewled and moaned in pleasure. Myrcella sat down on the bed next to them, watching attentively as he stretched her best friend wide. By the time he finally buried the last of his cock inside her, Bella was sweating and shaking from the exertion.

“So...so good,” she panted, looking over at Myrcella, who looked down at her with wide eyes. “His cock feels amazing inside me.”

“It fit,” Myrcella breathed, sounding almost like she was in a trance. “It actually fit.”

“It would fit in you too,” Bella moaned as he started slowly moving. “Ah, gods!”

“Fucking hells, you’re tight,” Daemon groaned as he managed to pull half of his cock out of her.

Sinking back inside, he grinned at just how good her heated, slick walls felt as they clung to every inch of him. Daemon worked up to a steady rhythm quickly enough. Though he was large and had to take his time starting out, Bella was wet enough that he was able to start truly fucking her before long.

“Gods, I’m so close,” Bella moaned. “You’re going to make me cum so hard!”

“Already?” Daemon asked, cocking an eyebrow. “Did sucking my cock turn you on that much?”

“So much, Sir!” Bella cried. “You’re so fucking hot, I was practically shaking.”

“Such a whore,” Daemon murmured in her ear, figuring that she was the kind of girl who’d appreciate that in bed.

“Your whore!” Bella cried. “Gods, if I knew you were like this, I’d have started fucking you ages ago.”

Something about this; having a blue-eyed, black-haired submissive mewling as he pounded her, seemed almost familiar to Daemon, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

“You should thank Myrcella here for setting us up,” Daemon said teasingly.

“Thank you, Cella!” Bella cried as her thighs started shaking.

“You...your welcome,” Myrcella panted, rubbing her thighs together.

“You can touch yourself, Myrcella,” Daemon said, making the blonde’s eyes widen. “We’re putting on a live porno show for you; it would be a compliment.”

“D...do it!” Bella moaned. “Show him your perfect titties and your round, peachy a…a...AHH!”

Bella screamed like she was being murdered as she came, squirting around his cock and soaking the floor under them. Her whole body convulsed as she grabbed at the bed, like she feared she’d float away. Daemon fucked her through her titanic climax, sinking his fingers into her hips to hold her steady. His heavy balls swung to hit her clit on each thrust, and before long, each one was making her body spasm again. Looking over at Myrcella, he saw that she had sunk her hand into her shorts and was openly playing with her pussy.

“A...fucking...god,” Bella panted as she collapsed.

“I don’t know about that,” Daemon chuckled, pulling his cock out of her gaping cunt. Bella whimpered at the loss and slumped forward as she continued to try to regain her breath.

Turning to Myrcella, he asked, “did you enjoy the show?”

Myrcella looked up at him with her wide, innocent eyes, her hand still between her thighs, and shuddered, saying, “yes.”

“Would you like a hand?” Daemon asked, peering down between her parted thighs.

“Ye...yes,” Myrcella said, spreading her long, pale legs even wider and pulling her hand away.

Daemon undid the button holding her shorts closed, his eyes never leaving her, and quickly pulled them and her panties down to her knees, revealing her bare little pussy. Her folds actually looked a lot like Bella’s funny enough. He placed the palm of his hand down on her hairless mound and started teasing her pussy with little strokes of his fingers.

“Oh gods!” Myrcella gasped.

“You’re beautiful, Myrcella,” Daemon said. “I can’t wait to see how gorgeous you look when you cum.”

Rather than reply, Myrcella just kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck and drawing him in. Daemon responded to the kiss eagerly and slipped his middle finger inside her insanely tight tunnel. He coaxed her tongue out to play with his own as he felt her hymen. That was going to be a first for him if she decided to fuck him, but he’d just take it as slow as he had to and try to make it as pleasant as possible. Gathering her wetness on his finger, he pulled it out and started rubbing tight little circles around her clit.

“Gah...more!” Myrcella moaned, grinding herself into his hand as she soared towards her peak.

“Wasa…” Bella groaned as she came to. “Oh, great!”

Bella climbed into bed and pulled Myrcella’s shorts all the way down her legs, removing her socks as well, and stroking her inner thighs.

“Make her cum, Daemon,” Bella purred. “Show her how good it can be!”

“I’m close,” Myrcella whimpered.

“Do you want me to taste this pretty pussy of yours?” Daemon asked, whispering in her ear.

“Yes, please!” Myrcella begged, spreading her legs even wider.

Daemon chuckled and moved between her legs. Inhaling the intoxicating smell of wet pussy, he buried his face between her thighs and ran the flat of his tongue over her folds.

“Holy shit!” Myrcella cried, her whole body jerking like she’d been electrocuted.

“See what you’ve been missing?” Bella asked, brushing Myrcella’s hair out of her face.

“It’s so good,” Myrcella moaned, crying out again as he started swirling his tongue around her throbbing clit. “I’m gonna, gonna...GODS!”

Her thighs clamped down hard around his head as she came undone, and her back arched off of the bed. Screaming to the heavens, she quivered and undulated on the bed as pleasure coursed through her entire body. Daemon lapped up her fluids eagerly, laughing as he did his best to prolong her pleasure. Eventually it ended, and Myrcella collapsed onto her back like a puppet whose strings had been cut, staring off into space with glassy eyes as she panted for breath.

“Come here,” Bella said, kissing him deeply as he rose from between her friend’s thighs.

The two made out frantically, and Daemon reached down to cup her arse, figuring that she wanted a second round. After a moment, she pulled back, though, looking supremely pleased with herself.

“Always wanted to taste her pussy on a guy’s lips,” Bella said, and something clicked for him.

“Mya!” Daemon exclaimed as he realized who she reminded him of.

“It’s rude to talk about your other conquests in bed, stud,” Bella said half-seriously.

“No...well...have you ever met a woman named Mya Stone?” Daemon asked.

“No,” Bella said, shaking her head. “Why?”

“You’ve seemed oddly familiar for a while now, and I was struggling to remember who you reminded me of,” Daemon explained.

“Daemon, we’ve known each other in passing for years,” Bella said. “So clearly, I only started reminding you of this woman when I stripped down and bent over for you.”

“Alright, yes,” Daemon conceded. “I don’t normally kiss and tell, but you two could seriously be sisters. It’s uncanny.”

“Really?” Bella asked, perking up. “I actually don’t know who my dad is, so that could be true.”

“Really?” Daemon asked.

“Yeah,” Bella said. “All Mum’s ever said of him is that he was some deadbeat drunk she met in a bar. Apple doesn’t fall far in my case. How old is this Mya?”

“Nearly thirty,” Daemon replied.

“Seriously?” Bella asked. “If we are related, my dad must be way older than my mum. She’s not all that much older than Mya.”

“Really?” Daemon asked.

“Down boy,” Bella snarked. “Unlike Cella’s mum, mine doesn’t cradle rob.”

“That isn’t what I was getting at,” Daemon said.

“Of course,” Bella said, her tone disbelieving. “Listen, if you’d like to give her my...wait, does she know who her dad is?”

“We didn’t really…” Daemon went to reply.

“Didn’t talk much, right,” Bella said dismissively. “Well, look, if you’d like to tell her about me and give her my number, and she’s willing to talk or meet, then, yeah, that could be cool.”

“I’m ready,” Myrcella said.

“What?” Daemon asked.

Myrcella removed her top and unhooked her bra, letting her full, round breasts, which Daemon tried not to compare to Cersei’s, spill freely out.

“Bella’s right,” Myrcella said. “Having sex might be what I need to get over my hang-ups and since I don’t want another relationship to fall apart over them, I want to move past all this.”

“If you’re sure,” Daemon said.

“I am,” Myrcella said, lying back and spreading her legs wide. “Just...be gentle?”

“Of course,” Daemon said, moving between her legs and rubbing his cock along her wet slit.

“I still can’t believe that thing fits inside women,” Myrcella said.

“You know, if we turn out to be related, that will mean that you fucked a pair of sisters,” Bella said.

“Huh?” Myrcella asked.

“Daemon here thinks he slept with a woman I might share a sperm donor with,” Bella said.

Technically speaking, that would make Bella and Mya the second pair of sisters he had slept with.

“Really?” Myrcella asked. “How odd. Well, you’ll have slept with me and my mum by the end of the day, so a pair of sisters isn’t the weirdest thing in the world.”

That also wouldn’t be a first for him. It was times like these that he realized just how strange his life had become.

“Alright, now this first part is going to hurt,” Daemon said. “Once I’m in, I’ll hold still until you’re ready for me to move.”

“Don’t tell him to pull out, either,” Bella said. “That will just make it worse. Actually, wait a second.”

Rushing out of the room, Bella returned with an old-looking towel.

“Scoot up a bit so I can put this under you,” Bella said. “I’d rather not explain blood stains on my sheets to Mum.”

“Oh, right,” Myrcella said, pushing her arse off the bed with her feet.

Bella quickly moved the towel under, and Myrcella returned to the bed, looking up at him as she waited for him to take the plunge.

“It won’t hurt for long, right?” Myrcella asked.

Technically speaking, he hadn’t done this before, but he knew enough to know that it would, and he didn’t want her to tense up and make things worse.

“Yes,” Daemon said. “Only for the initial push.”

“It’ll feel good once the pain passes,” Bella said, cupping one of Myrcella’s breasts and rolling her thumb over the hard peak of her pink nipple. “We’ll make sure of it.”

Myrcella just moaned and threw her head back into the pillow as Bella teased her.

Daemon spread her parted thighs further and guided his cock to her opening. Rubbing the head in little circles around her wet folds, he smiled when she moaned. He knew he was large, and this was going to be more difficult than it would have been if a smaller man had been her first, but he also knew enough to make it good for her. He wasn’t the green boy who had scared off his first girlfriend anymore. Pushing inside, he felt her tight pussy part for his bulbous head and heard Myrcella gasp.

“Breathe,” he said, looking down at her. When Myrcella took a deep breath and let it go slowly, he continued, “don’t fight it. You’re very wet, and this will work, but the more you relax, the easier it will be.”

“Alright,” Myrcella panted, clearly trying to calm herself.

“Close your eyes,” Daemon said. “Just for now.”

Myrcella did as he said, shutting her eyes and settling into the soft bed. When he felt her tight tunnel relax almost imperceptibly, he pushed forward again and felt her hymen break on his cock.

“Ow!” Marcella exclaimed, her eyes going wide as she felt the burning pain in her sex. “Stop!”

“It’s alright, Cella,” Bella said, cupping the blonde’s cheek. “The worst is over.”

“It burns,” Myrcella complained.

“It will pass,” Bella said. “The best thing for it is for Daemon to bury himself to the hilt inside you and wait there.”

“Are...are you sure?” Myrcella whimpered.

“Mmhmm,” Bella said, nodding.

“Alright, do it...ahh!” Myrcella cried out as he pushed more of his cock inside her.

She was easily the tightest girl he had ever been with, and Daemon had to stop himself from rutting her like a beast. He was suddenly glad, in a way, that he hadn’t taken Alys’ virginity. As clueless as he was back then, he feared that he would have actually hurt her. Myrcella whimpered and groaned throughout the process, but eventually, Daemon was buried to the hilt inside her silky, wet depths.

“Shit!” Myrcella swore. “Gods, it feels like you shoved a whole arm in there.”

“I’m not quite that big,” Daemon chuckled.

“But you are big, right?” Myrcella asked, narrowing her eyes at Bella.

“I just didn’t want to scare you off,” Bella said sheepishly.

Myrcella rolled her eyes and shook her head. “It’ll only burn the first time, right?”

“Well, with a cock this big, it could still burn a little on first penetration,” Bella admitted, “but it will only hurt like this the first time.”

Daemon kissed Myrcella and slid his hand down her thigh and over her hip. The two made out gently, softly as he caressed her and did his best to help the pain pass. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly as she melted away under the intimacy. Little by little, he felt her relax, and eventually she started moving under him.

“You can move,” Myrcella whispered, rubbing her fingers down his back.

“If you’re sure,” Daemon said, pulling a few inches of his cock out of her pussy and sliding back in.

Myrcella grunted but said nothing, just caressing him softly. He began moving gently, enjoying the blissful feeling of her slick sex as he took her. She felt like hot, wet silk, clinging to him so tightly that moving at all was work. He murmured in her ear about how tight she was and how good she felt, and he felt her flutter around him at the compliments. Kissing along the slender column of her neck, he drew his first moans from her since he took her virginity.

“How does that feel, Cella?” Bella asked.

“Good,” Myrcella replied. “It’s starting to feel good.”

“I’m glad,” Daemon said, cupping one of her breasts and bringing the nipple to his lips. When she cried out at the feeling of his lips and tongue on her sensitive peak, he said, “you feel amazing, Cella.”

Bella took Myrcella’s other breast in her hand and started sucking on the nipple, her face right next to his. Daemon’s grip on her hips tightened, and he started moving a little harder as her moans grew louder.

“Oh gods!” Myrcella cried. “You just hit something inside me. It felt amazing.”

“There are a few options for what it could be,” Bella said, grinning at Daemon. Wetting her fingers in her mouth, she moved them over to Myrcella’s sex and started rubbing the other girl’s clit, saying, “there are other good spots besides the clit, you know.”

“More!” Myrcella cried, her hips bucking against him as her pleasure built within her.

Daemon was getting close at the point and wanted to make her cum before he did. He knew that trying to find one of those deep spots inside her would take time, as well as deeper and harder fucking than she’d likely be comfortable with just now. Her g-spot, on the other hand, he had already managed to brush against a few times, and was easier to make use of. Changing the angle of his thrusting, he started driving up against the sensitive spot as Bella continued to play with Myrcella’s clit.

“Oh gods!” Myrcella screamed, her whole body going tense as her orgasm drew closer. “Oh gods, right there, right there, right…”

She trailed off into a wordless scream as she came, and it was too much for Daemon. Practically roaring, he let go and flooded her insides with his cum. Falling forward, he braced himself on his forearms as both their orgasms continued, barely noticing Bella pull her hand away at the last moment. He panted for breath as it ended, enjoying the lavender scent of Myrcella’s hair as he felt her go still under him.

“Pull out,” Myrcella panted, “please.”

Daemon did, tugging his half-hard cock from her depths and rolling onto his back.

“Ow!” Myrcella groaned at the loss.

“That’s why I said that having him inside you while you let the pain pass was for the best,” Bella said. “It hurts more with him out.”

“Oh gods, that’s a lot of blood,” Myrcella said as she looked down at the towel.

“It’s not as much as it looks,” Bella assured her. “At least half of what’s on here is cum. Your loads are huge, Daemon.”

Daemon just laughed and relaxed against the bed.

“Why don’t you run her a hot bath, and in a few minutes, I’ll carry her over,” he suggested.

“I think I can walk,” Myrcella said.

“Are you saying you don’t want to be treated like a princess?” Daemon asked with a grin.

“I didn’t say that,” Myrcella replied, blushing.

“Fine,” Bella said. “I’m gonna get you something to wipe your cock off with too. The second you’re hard again I want to ride you like a horse.”

“He is rather horse-like isn’t he?” Myrcella asked, making the brunette snort.

Bella left to run the bath, and Daemon turned to Myrcella, brushing her damp hair out of her face.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Sore,” Myrcella replied. “I’m not unhappy that we did this, though. Bella was right: I had to get over my hangups one of these days.”

“Just don’t try to rush into things with your next boyfriend before you think you’re ready,” Daemon said. “It’s up to you when you want to take a relationship there, and if the guy isn’t willing to wait for you, fuck him...er, I mean.”

“I know what you mean, dummy,” Myrcella laughed, making him smile. “Thanks, Daemon. As far as first times go, this was pretty amazing.”

“Well, if you want to find out how second times are once you’ve healed up, you have my number,” Daemon said.

“Yeah, probably not,” Myrcella said. “When I found out that Mum was sleeping with a guy I go to school with, it made you the perfect mix of close enough to my age not to be that intimidating and obviously good enough to get her attention, but the idea of carrying on an affair with a guy sleeping with her is a little bit much.”

“I understand,” Daemon said.

“Daemon, be careful with her,” Myrcella said. “I love her, and I’ve never feared that she’d hurt me or my siblings, but her temper can be really bad.”

“So, you’re saying I shouldn’t tell her I slept with her daughter,” Daemon joked.

“Not unless you want to start hitting really high notes,” Myrcella said dryly.

“The bath’s ready,” Bella called out.

Daemon got out of bed and hooked his arms under Myrcella’s knees and upper back.

“Wrap your arms around my neck,” he said.

When she did, he picked her up and carried her bridal style towards the bathroom he had passed on his way here. He had been joking about telling Cersei about this particular encounter, but as he carried the innocent blonde to her bath, he considered how bad it might turn out if she ever found out. It was best that she didn’t. As he entered the room and saw the look of lust that Bella had on her face, all thoughts of Cersei fled.

Carefully placing Myrcella down in the water and watching her sigh in relief as the warmth relaxed her body, he turned and saw Bella carefully washing the blood off of his hardening cock. Grinning down at her, he knew his day was far from over.