Trip to North Chapter 5 (Patreon)

Notes:

Chapter of 7k words and almost 5k are Smut, I hope you enjoy it.

All characters involved are over 18 years old.

---------

When Jon knocked on the door of the great Targaryen residence, he did not have to wait long for it to open, revealing a smiling and content Lyanna Targaryen. Her aunt welcomed them with a tight hug and a huge smile on her face as she said.

"Oh, gods. It's so good to see you, you two look lovely together, you should be visiting more often." Lyanna told them, despite having already seen them countless times together, including their wedding day.

With a slight smile, Jon replied as he returned the hug. "It's good to see you too, Aunt Lyanna."

As Daenerys and Lyanna walked ahead of him, hand in hand and murmuring cheerfully to each other, surely catching up. Jon stayed behind, charged with carrying Dany's countless suitcases.

"Need a hand with that?"

Jon turned to where he heard the masculine voice, only to find Rhaegar. Who was amusedly watching him suffer as he carried the numerous suitcases. With an amused smile, Jon answered him.

"Not really. I'm used to it."

Rhaegar chuckled lightly before likewise beginning to approach him. Jon set the suitcases he was carrying down on the floor with his right hand and used it to shake the man's hand. Rhaegar returned the greeting and, likewise, carried the suitcases he had left on the floor before they made their way inside the house.

Reaching the living room, Daenerys turned to him and saw her brother standing beside him and ran to greet him with an embrace.

Separating from the hug, Rhaegar took Daenerys' face gently and leaning down to place a tender kiss on her forehead and spoke.

"It's good to have you Dany, it's been quite some time since the whole family came together."

Before Jon could ask him what he meant by that, his question was answered when he heard a feminine voice ask effusively.

"They've already here?"

Turning to where he heard the voice, Jon saw Rhaenys excitedly approach them, more specifically towards Daenerys. His wife, eagerly receiving her niece, the two women embraced for several seconds before finally parting. Causing Rhaenys to shift her attention to him, and with a large smile she began to walk towards him. With a slight, but equally evident sway in her hips, Rhaenys embraced him just as she had Daenerys, her large breasts pressing against his torso. But she didn't stop there, wrapping both arms around his neck, she pulled him down to her and placed two kisses on each of his cheeks, leaving a trail of her reddish lipstick on his skin.

"Hi Jon, it's been a while. I've missed you both quite a bit" Rhaenys told him, her voice seeming to come out with a sensual purr, and it didn't help that her curvaceous body was pressed against his.

Jon lifted his gaze to his wife, who only seemed amused by the whole scene. Returning his attention back to the excited and exuberant woman in his arms, Jon said a little awkwardly.

"Hi Rhae, it's good to see you too. You look great."

With a big smile, Rhaenys replied. "Thanks, I always try to keep my figure." Before her smile turned almost predatory and she added, "You look very handsome too, Jon. My dear aunt is a very lucky woman. You know, on that trip to the north, I was supposed to go with Lyanna and my father, too. But I cancelled at the last minute in favour of going to Dorne with my mother. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I had gone to the North with my dear aunt," Rhaenys ended by saying as she patted her cheek affectionately.

Not knowing exactly how to respond to that, Jon merely said with an incredulous smile. "I suppose we'll never know. Though I'd like to think the outcome would have been the same and I would have ended up with Daenerys. Though no doubt your presence would have made things more fun."

"It's never too late to have a little fun with me, Jon." Rhaenys finished by saying. Finally separating from him, but not before running her hands down his arms and no doubt taking the moment to rub his muscular biceps through the fabric of his shirt.

Letting out a pleased moan as she rubbed his muscular body, Rhaenys turned to Daenerys and spoke. "You are very lucky Daenerys. This is a splendid specimen of a man you've come across."

Daenerys laughed at her niece's words and spoke. "Believe me, I am well aware of how fortunate I am, dear niece."

Jon turned his gaze to Lyanna and Rhaegar, wanting to see their expressions and finding himself a bit surprised to see the amused expressions on their faces. Not at all surprised by the odd exchange and of Rhaenys' clear innuendoes towards him.

"Why don't you guys go unpack and get some rest from your trip. Dinner will be ready in a couple of hours." Lyanna suggested to them, and Jon nodded, turning to take Rhaegar's bags, he headed to his room alongside Dany. Though he could feel a piercing gaze upon him, and he was sure it belonged to Rhaenys.

---------

Even though they were only staying for a fortnight at Kings Landing, Jon felt that Daenerys had brought too many suitcases and needless to say they were all packed. Arranging them on the bed and giving Daenerys room to unpack and organize her things, Jon took the opportunity to tell her.

"I didn't know Rhaenys was going to be here."

With a slight shrug of her shoulders and without taking her mind off her task, Daenerys replied. "I told her I would come to the capital and of course she would come to see me. Even though she is my niece, we are of similar ages, we grew up together. We've always been very close."

"Yes, I think you mentioned that to me." Jon told her, scratching his head a little uncomfortably before adding, "It's just, she always seems too friendly when she's around me, don't you think?"

Daenerys seemed to pause in what she was doing for a few seconds before finally shrugging and answering him. "Rhae has always been like that, blame it on her Dornish blood. She's always been too 'friendly'."

With a slight snort Jon murmured faintly, "She seems much more than just friendly."

"What was that?" Daenerys asked turning her face towards him.

"Nothing, it's just..." tired of beating around the bush, Jon asked her bluntly. "You really don't see anything strange in her attitude towards me?"

With a slight, innocent smile Daenerys answered him. "No" before asking, "And why do you keep asking me that?"

"Because..." Jon hissed before relaxing his voice and continuing. "Because it seemed like she was flirting with me. And it's not the first time." Jon finally told her, hoping Daenerys would notice his niece's blatant attitudes toward him.

But instead of seeing a mortified or angry expression on his wife's face, Jon watched as Daenerys raised her eyebrows and her lips parted, finally letting out a euphoric laugh. His wife laughed very expressively, just as she could until finally calming down and saying to him, almost breathlessly.

"Rhaenys? Flirting with you?" Daenerys asked amusedly before adding. "Where do you get that from?"

Incredulous at his wife's unexpected reaction, Jon told her.

"From the way she behaves with me. How she seems to purr every word when she talks to me, the way she doesn't seem to be able to keep her hands to herself."

Jon planned to continue listing Rhaenys' ways towards him but was interrupted as he heard Daenerys' light laughter again.

"Darling, she is simply being friendly. You are my husband, and she is simply treating you as if you were one of the family." Daenerys told him.

Jon rolled his eyes at her words, knowing full well how the Targaryen’s used to have relationships between family in the old days. But keeping that thought to himself, Jon insisted again.

"I'm just telling you, Dany. Many women have flirted with me in the past, I think I know very well when a woman is being friendly from one who wants me to reshape her insides."

"And one of your many past conquests was a Dornish girl? Or were they really all always blondes?" Daenerys asked him, the amusement in her voice had completely faded, replaced by a colder tone.

Jon knew it was best to drop the subject and not press the point any further, but he always liked to tickle the she-dragon's funny bone. So, with a cheeky grin on his face, he replied to his wife.

"No, I've never been with a Dornish girl. But they weren't all blondes."

"Ah, weren't they?" Daenerys said.

"Of course not, there were some redheads." He said, Daenerys' only response was a contemplative hum before he continued, "There were also some brunettes."

"I see," Daenerys said in a subdued tone as she continued to unpack her things. And not noticing that he was approaching up to her, only until he wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed her against his body, making her let out a squeal of surprise.

"I had to get past all those women, so I could finally meet the love of my life."

"Very romantic, Jon Snow. Tell me about your numerous past lovers, before you flatter your wife."

"You were the one who asked" Jon told her, before adding. "Besides, I don't remember most of them. On the other hand, I remember every moment spent together with you, none of them compared to you Dany."

"I guess that's what I get for marrying an ex-playboy who probably fucked every blonde in the north." Daenerys said amusedly.

"Well, now you've got me all to yourself. I think Rhaenys was right in what she said, you really are a very lucky girl" Jon said, a smug smile on his face.

"And what does that make you, Jon Snow? What kind of wife lets her husband have a threesome with her best friend?" Daenerys told him.

"That makes me the luckiest man in Westeros to have the best wife in the world." Jon said effusively as he carried her and spun her around, causing Daenerys to laugh amusedly and cling to him.

After several seconds he returned to set her down and kiss her again. Pulling away from his lips, Daenerys said to him.

"You're lucky you're cute, Jon Snow. For that alone I'll overlook your thought that my niece has been hitting on you."

Jon laughed lightly at that but decided to ask her one last time anyway.

"So, you're really okay with Rhaenys being 'friendly' with me? It doesn't bother me one bit?"

"Of course it doesn't. She's my niece and she likes you very much, of course I want you two to get along."

Nodding at that and deciding that, if Daenerys didn't see anything strange with Rhaenys' behaviour towards him, then he wouldn't worry about it. Maybe he really was misunderstanding things and Rhaenys was just being friendly with him.

"Now, be a good husband and help me unpack. Once we clear the bed, maybe we can use it to do more fun things in it." Daenerys told him with a flirtatious smile, and that was more than enough motivation for him to help her.

---------

Unfortunately for him, unpacking and organizing all of Daenerys' luggage took longer than expected and left them no time to have even a little bit of fun. Although Daenerys assured him that they could have plenty of fun after dinner and when her brother and Lyanna went to bed. With the promise of that, both headed towards the dining room, where they found everything practically served and Rhaegar and Lyanna already seated at the table.

As they arrived, so did Rhaenys. The three joined Rhaegar and Lyanna at the table, sitting across from them. With Rhaenys sitting to his left and Daenerys to his right, with him being in the middle of them both.

"Well, what are we waiting for, I prepared this especially for you." Lyanna said proudly as they all grabbed their forks and knives.

Lyanna had prepared a variety of dishes, ranging from Northerners for him and Daenerys, to some Dornish dishes for Rhaenys.

"Everything looks magnificent, Lyanna," Daenerys said, complimenting her.

The two women plunged into placid conversation while Jon, hungry from the journey and because of how delicious the food looked, wasted no time, and dug in. But when he had his fork halfway to his mouth, Jon froze when he felt a hand rest on his thigh from under the table. Jon slowly lowered his fork as he felt the soft, feminine hand begin to stroke his lower leg, just above his knee, with its long, manicured nails.

Turning to his wife he saw that she had her hands in full view as she continued to chat placidly with Lyanna. His face paled as he realized whose else's hand was rubbing him under the table.

"Everything okay, Jon?" Rhaegar asked him a bit quizzical at his sudden reaction.

" Aye, everything's great. Just a little tired from the trip, didn't get much of a chance to rest." Jon said, clearing his throat as he felt Rhaenys' fingers climb higher.

Turning to her he saw that she had a flirtatious smile on her face as she took a sip of her Dornish red wine. With no intention of pulling her hand away, nor seeming to care that Rhaegar might discover them.

"So, Jon. how is Dany getting used to life in the North? I never would have expected her to decide to stay in the north, much less get married so soon" Rhaegar asked again, drawing his attention back to him.

"We're great, she's the best thing that ever happened to me and she's a wonderful wife and I'm trying to be a better husband to her." Jon managed to say, swallowing hard with felt Rhaenys' nails trace the edge of his hardened shaft through his pants. He wanted to pull his hand away, but with Rhaegar's eyes on him, he didn't want him to suspect that his daughter was practically rubbing his cock in front of him.

"Very beautiful scenery up north, isn't it father?" Rhaenys asked to which Rhaegar nodded. Before she turned her attention and added with a purr, "I look forward to visiting again, there are many things I didn't get to do on my last visit. But I plan to do them very soon, I can't wait to get a taste of the true northern experience."

Even the slightly sultry tone of her voice made his erection throb against her fingers. Jon not feeling quite sure he could answer just nodded, trying to concentrate on his food, which was also quite difficult with Rhaenys constantly teasing him under the table.

"I trust you to keep caring for Dany, Jon. You know how much she means to me; I expect you to respect and cherish her very much. I know you are a very responsible and trustworthy man, but I also remember that on every visit I made to Winterfell with Lyanna, there was always a different woman on your arm." Rhaegar said, this time using a sterner tone.

"Of course, your daughter-, your sister, Dany. She's the only one for me," Jon said a little awkwardly. Rhaenys' fingers now resting directly on his length as she rested her hand against his leg.

With a slight smile, Rhaegar replied. "Well, she is like a daughter to me, as much as Rhae. They are my angels; I hope you take good care of her."

Jon nodded frantically, trying to concentrate on anything but the feeling of Rhaenys practically jerking him off under the table.

"Are you all right Jon? You seem to be sweating a bit." This time it was Lyanna who asked, bringing the attention of everyone at the table to him.

Jon took the opportunity to quickly say, "I guess the trip didn't agree with me very well, if you don't mind, I'll go freshen up a bit." As soon as he finished speaking, he stood abruptly and turned around trying to hide his raging erection pushing against the fabric of his breeches.

Rhaenys followed with an amused glance at Jon who just escaped in a hurry, she saw Lyanna and Rhaegar talking about Jon, with Lyanna sounding a bit worried and Rhaegar assuring her that he just needed to rest. At that moment she exchanged glances with her aunt, who was looking at her with a raised eyebrow and a little questioningly. Without needing to use her words, Rhaenys raised her glass to her, and the two women shared an amused laugh.

---------

Jon washed his face with the cold water in hopes of calming his excitement, he couldn't believe that Rhaenys had actually been so brazen as to rub his cock under the table when their entire family was eating, right next to his wife. Jon had to cut all this out, he didn't know if at some point he had given Rhaenys a hint or if she had misunderstood things, but he simply had to set the record straight and get away from her. But what he didn't know how to do, was how to go about telling Daenerys about this and honestly, he was a little worried about her reaction. Jon was deep in thought, as was so typical of him, until he was abruptly pulled out of his thoughts when he heard someone knocking on the bathroom door.

"Just a minute." Jon shouted through the door as he finished drying himself with the towel, approaching the door he opened it. Thinking it was Lyanna or his wife, checking him out a bit worried about his strange attitude, but to his unexpected surprise, the person on the other side of the door was none other than Rhaenys.

Who with a predatory smile said to him, "Hello Jon. Feeling better?"

Before, if she could think of what to say or how to react, Rhaenys stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Rhaenys closed the distance between them quickly and wrapping her arms around his neck, using her grip to pull him to her and kiss him. Rhaenys kissed him deeply, her tongue merging with his as she explored his mouth. Until finally after a few brief moments, Jon grabbed her arms and pulled her away from him.

"Are you crazy?" Jon hissed angrily at her, but still keeping his voice low, not wanting to attract the attention of the others.

"They've always said madness runs deep within the Targaryen’s." Rhaenys said imperturbably, before leaning in and inhaling sharply at the side of her neck. "And you Jon Snow, you drive me crazy."

Pushing her away from him again, Rhaenys said with an exaggerated pout. "Do you know how hard it is to find a good man? I've been so lonely Jon, and the fact that my aunt is almost always bragging about what a magnificent man she has it doesn't help. I can't even remember the last time I've had an orgasm, or the last time I've had my pussy eaten as voraciously as Daenerys described. And I've never been fucked by a cock big enough to hit the entrance to my womb with every thrust."

Having had enough of her teasing and playing games, Jon grabbed her firmly by the wrists and lifted her arms as he pinned her against the wall, telling her in a deep menacing voice.

"Enough Rhaenys, I don't know what you're playing at. But I'm not going to cheat on my wife with you or anyone else. And you'd better get it through your head and stop all of this."

Rhaenys as opposed to looking discouraged or regretful, looked equally enthusiastic. On the contrary, she seemed to be more so than before, telling him happily.

"Daenerys also spoke of how dominant you are in bed; you know I've never had a man who could push me on the bed and have his way with me. Maybe you are finally the one. After all, you've already tamed one dragon, I'm sure you can handle one more. Besides, you don't have to feel guilty about any of this, after all. Daenerys is already aware of all of this."

"What!?" Jon exclaimed in complete disbelief at what Rhaenys had just said.

Taking advantage of his confusion and the fact that Jon had relaxed his grip on her, Rhaenys knelt before him and began to work quickly and skilfully on his breeches. In less than a second, Jon was completely exposed. His erection shot out eagerly, nearly hitting Rhaenys in the face as he swayed in front of her, his head purple and swollen, still furious at her earlier teasing and provocation.

"Wow." Rhaenys breathed, "Daenerys wasn't exaggerating."

Staring almost hypnotically at his cock, Rhaenys reached up and didn't hesitate to wrap her hand around his shaft. Jon's breath caught as he felt her warm, soft hand around him. Rhaenys looked up at him and biting her lip eagerly, began to stroke him deeply, up, and down.

"We should be quick; we don't want them to get suspicious why we took so long. So don't worry about lasting long, just concentrate on shooting all that delicious load into my mouth." Rhaenys told him with a smile, "After all, this is just the appetizer."

Lowering her head, she swallowed the top half of his cock and swirled her tongue around it. Jon inhaled sharply, looking at her as if he couldn't believe what was happening. His wife’s niece was giving him a blowjob in the bathroom, while her family members dined only a few feet away. But just the same, Jon couldn't tear himself away from the warmth and wetness of her sinful mouth.

Rhaenys didn't beat around the bush and as she said, did her best to make him cum as fast as possible. Beginning to bob her head rapidly, sucking hard as she moved up and lathering him with her tongue as she moved down. Instinctively Jon rested one of his hands on her head, his fingers combing her hair and massaging her scalp.

She moaned around his cock as she felt him scratch her head. Rhaenys relaxed her throat and swallowed him whole.

"Rhaenys!" Jon gasped; his eyes wide as her nose pressed against his groin.

Looking up at him, she winked at him before closing her lips around him tightly and pulling back agonizingly slow. His cock swelled in her mouth, his tip dripping copiously and leaving a slightly salty taste on her tongue.

"Fuck, Rhae... I'm going to..." Jon was interrupted when she reached the head and sucked hard.

With a deep moan, he exploded in her mouth, his legs trembling as his muscles tensed. Stroking his length as she held the head between her lips, Rhaenys' tongue was covered in a pool of hot, salty cum. Sucking hard and running her thumb along the underside of his shaft to drain every last drop of it, she sealed her lips tightly as she pulled away from him.

As Jon caught his breath, a glazed look in his eyes as he gasped, Rhaenys giggled impishly. When his gaze finally returned to her, Rhaenys opened her mouth to show him his prize before closing it and swallowing. Jon gasped slightly and his cock throbbed in her hand again. Chuckling, Rhaenys leaned down and gave his soft length one last kiss.

"Thank you for dessert Jon" Rhaenys told him amusedly as she stood up, leaning back against him she gave him a brief, but deep kiss before saying goodbye telling him. "I can't wait for my dad and Lyanna to go to sleep. I certainly plan on having fun with you, all night long." Blowing a final kiss goodbye, she finished by saying, "I'll see you soon."

Completely baffled and in disbelief at what had just happened, Jon stayed in the bathroom for several more minutes.

What the hell had just happened!!!?

Rhaenys had just sucked his cock, with him cumming in her mouth and she swallowing every last drop. And according to her, it was all with his wife's knowledge, Jon had been pleasantly surprised when Daenerys surprised him with a threesome with her best friend. Jon certainly enjoyed the experience, being one of the most memorable nights of his life, but he thought that it would be something unique or something that would only happen on special occasions, always in the presence of Daenerys. And while yes, they had discussed the possibility of inviting Missandei back into their bed, he would never have expected Daenerys to also agree to him fucking her niece. He needed to talk to her and clear this up once and for all.

Pulling himself together and going back to washing his face and fixing his appearance, Jon walked out of the bathroom and headed towards the dining room.

"Jon are you all right? You were gone for a while. Rhaenys went to check on you, but she ended up leaving early" Lyanna said, sounding a little worried.

" Aye, Rhaenys is a very attentive girl. But I'm feeling better now, I should finish dinner and get some rest." Jon answered her.

Without Rhaenys' presence, Jon was able to eat in peace and quiet and every now and then he would turn to his wife, and she would simply give him amused and knowing smiles.

She definitely planned this together with Rhaenys.

Finishing dinner in relative tranquillity and without further interruptions, Jon stood up from the table and bid farewell to Rhaegar and Lyanna for the night. Retreating with Daenerys to their rooms. The couple walked in silence until they reached their rooms, but no sooner had they arrived than Daenerys closed the door behind them. Jon quickly cornered her against her and quickly demanded explanations.

"I think you forgot to inform me of something important, dear wife."

With an amused smile on her face, Daenerys answered him.

"You and Rhae had fun?"

"So, she wasn't lying," Jon told her, with mild surprise.

"Well, she was quite insistent about it after I told her about Missandei. And I simply couldn't deny my dear niece anything, after all. We are family."

Jon released Daenerys from his grip and let out a tired sigh, Daenerys was saying she was doing this for Rhaenys, but he could see in her eyes how excited she was. He would never have expected Daenerys to have a strange fetish of wanting to see him fuck other women, but as tempting as it sounded to have a threesome with Daenerys and Rhaenys. Jon didn't want this to affect their relationship, which was the most important thing to him, so he asked his wife anyway.

"Are you sure you're okay with me fucking Rhaenys?"

As he suspected his wife's response was to kiss him heatedly and happily say.

"I think that would be pretty hot stuff, don't you think?"

No sooner had Daenerys said those words than they both heard someone knock on their bedroom door. A smile formed on his wife's face, very sure of who their guest was and pulling away from him, not before giving him a final peck on the lips, she moved to open the door.

Revealing a smiling and excited Rhaenys, who wasted no time in entering the room and embracing Daenerys.

"I didn't get a chance to thank you for doing this for me." she said sincerely to her aunt.

"I'm sure, if the roles were reversed and you were Jon's wife, you would do the same for me," Daenerys told her.

Without anyone being able to see it coming and before she could think too much about it, Rhaenys walked up to Daenerys and kissed her deeply. Daenerys stiffened for a moment before relaxing and kissing her back.

While she preferred men, Daenerys had to admit that she also very much enjoyed being with women. There was something different and slightly taboo about it that set her pulse racing, even more so now. That she was canoodling with her niece, but if she thought about it, that was a very light thing for a Targaryen to do, even in modern times.

Rhaenys quite enjoyed the experience as well, running her hands over Daenerys' firm, soft curves. The two women kissed slowly and passionately for several seconds before finally parting, a trail of saliva joining their lips before finally breaking.

Daenerys and Rhaenys looked at each other with big smiles and hugging each other around the waist, both turned to Jon, with Rhaenys saying.

"Ready to please two dragons Jon?"

Jon turned his gaze to his wife one last time wanting to check if she was okay with all of this. Fortunately for him, Daenerys again nodded cheerfully and that being all he needed, Jon replied.

"Are you ready to take the Northern cock? The last Targaryen I fucked was so taken with me that she ended up becoming my wife. If you're not careful, I'll end up stealing you too."

Breaking away from Dany and approaching him, she said with glazed eyes.

"That doesn't sound bad at all."

Before practically rushing at him and kissing him senseless. The two melted into a scorching, mindless kiss that he didn't realize how close he was to the bed and they both ended up falling on top of it, with Rhaenys on top of him.

They both laughed amusedly as Rhaenys climbed off of him and began to remove her dress. Jon wanted to watch the beautiful sight, but his gaze was drawn away from Rhaenys' curvaceous body when he felt Daenerys climb up behind him and with a smile began to help him out of his clothes. She quickly unbuttoned his shirt and ran her hands down his muscular chest. Jon took the opportunity to approach Daenerys and kissed her. As their lips and tongues danced, at the same time, he felt his pants being pulled down and almost instantly felt the head of his cock engulfed in a hot, wet mouth.

" Bloody hell" Jon growled, pulling away from his wife's lips.

"Hmm, I can't get enough of this cock." Rhaenys whispered against his swollen head.

Beside her, Daenerys also removed her clothes, her eyes fixed on the sight of her niece sucking his cock as she licked her lips. Rhaenys managed to smile at him, even with his thick girth stretching her lips. Jon hissed and moaned, at the skilful way Rhaenys was sucking him.

Smiling at his incredulous look, Daenerys gave him a brief kiss on the lips before climbing off the bed and dropping to her knees beside Rhaenys.

"Others take me." Jon breathed as he watched his wife turn her head to the side to kiss and lick the part of his shaft that was not in Rhaenys' mouth.

When Rhaenys stopped, Daenerys followed, and they brought their lips together. Jon felt breathless as they kissed, tongues duelling around his swollen head. Smiling, Rhaenys wrapped her lips around his girth and plunged into him until she reached the bottom of his mouth, stopping a couple of inches from the base.

Rising up, she smiled and tilted her length toward Daenerys. Making eye contact with him and holding her gaze, she sank down and swallowed his whole cock effortlessly. Groaning, Jon cursed under his breath and wiggled his hips slightly. Slowly, Daenerys dragged her lips to the tip, from where it came out with a slight pop.

In response, Rhaenys took him between her lips once more. Pushing herself down until he hit the entrance to her throat, she paused for a moment before grasping Jon's thighs and plunging onto his shaft. Rhaenys felt a slight gag as her lips gradually slid down along his length. It took her a little while, but she finally reached the base, her pointed nose pressed against his groin.

"Fuck it" Jon gasped as his tight throat spasmed around his length.

After holding in place for a few seconds, Rhaenys stopped abruptly, pulling away from his cock and breathing heavily as she looked at him lustfully.

Daenerys moved behind Rhaenys and kissed the bare skin of her shoulder as she began to move up and down along his length. This time, not going so deep, if not preferring a slower, more sensual movement.

"You're wearing too much," Daenerys told her niece.

A moment later, she unfastened the clasp of her bra. Rhaenys finished removing it and threw it to the floor, exposing her large teardrop-shaped breasts with dark pink puffy nipples and perfectly round areolas. She moaned around him as Daenerys took one of her large firm mounds in her hand and gave it a firm squeeze.

Straightening and pulling away from her length again, Rhaenys turned and kissed Daenerys, one of her hands moving to grasp one of her moderately smaller breasts and caress it gently. Jon fought the urge to reach down and stroke himself as he watched them kiss and grope each other for a long moment.

When she turned back to face him, Rhaenys smiled before repositioning herself in front of him. Grabbing her own breasts, she wrapped the large, soft orbs around his cock before taking the sensitive, swollen tip into her mouth and moving her entire upper body up and down.

Daenerys rose again and sat down next to Jon on the bed, kissing him on the lips before running a hand through Rhaenys' long brown hair as she continued to move up and down on him.

"Fuck, I'm close." Jon gasped in warning.

Rhaenys moved her breasts up and down rapidly as her tongue lashed his head frantically. Jon shuddered as he circled around the extremely sensitive rim of his cock head.

"Cum in her mouth." Daenerys whispered in his ear, her teeth grazing his earlobe as she pressed her delicious body against his. "Feed her with your seed."

Groaning, Jon wiggled his hips as he exploded. Rhaenys moaned, letting her breasts fall away from his shaft and replacing them with her hand as she stroked him furiously. A shudder ran through her body as she sucked hard, draining every last drop from his throbbing cock.

Pulling away from him with her lips still sealed, there was a smile in her bright purple eyes as she crawled onto the bed. Jon's spent length pulsed and began to harden instantly as he watched her pull Dany's silver hair into an open-mouthed kiss. A small trickle of semen leaked between their lips as they exchanged it with their tongues. Pulling apart, the two women smiled at each other.

Suddenly, Rhaenys pinned Daenerys against the bed and ground her passionately. Jon smiled as he watched them roll around the bed, lips constantly glued together as they touched each other's soft curves. Seeing such a spectacle, Jon recovered in record time and did not hesitate to join them.

Positioning himself behind Rhaenys, Jon stroked her back, his stiff shaft sliding between her legs and rubbing her soft thighs as she made out with his wife. Rhaenys moaned as she pulled away from Daenerys' lips and turned her head and looked up at him excitedly as he gripped his cock at the base.

Jon kept eye contact with her as he pressed his swollen head against the hot, wet lips of her entrance. Rhaenys let out a slight gasp as he pressed forward, parting her folds, but not fully entering her. Closing her eyes, she pulled away from him and moaned as Daenerys' lips sucked at the delicate skin of her throat.

When one of her hands reached out to gasp at Rhaenys' breast, Jon pushed forward. Jon marvelled at the wondrous sight of seeing his massive length being swallowed by Rhaenys' tight walls. Jon began by moving his hips slowly back and forth, gradually sinking more and more of his shaft into her hot depths.

"Feels amazing, doesn't it?" Daenerys asked her niece with a smile.

"It's reaching so deep - oh my gods! Dany!" Rhaenys practically moaned every word.

Daenerys smiled at her niece's words, happy that she too could experience how wonderful Jon was. And also, very excited by the scene, she didn't hesitate to kiss her hungrily as Jon finished thrusting completely inside her.

Leaning over Rhaenys' back, Jon pushed her long brown hair aside so he could watch the two women kiss passionately, their tongues dancing around each other. Also wanting to put his lips on them, Jon kissed the side of Rhaenys' neck, making sure to leave a mark as he reached under her and cupped one of her large breasts in his hand, also being able to feel Dany's stiff nipple brush against the back of his hand.

Pulling away from his wife's lips, Jon heard Rhaenys beg desperately.

" Faster, please Jon. Fuck me faster."

Smiling, Jon gave her breast one last squeeze before straightening. Grabbing her hips, he pulled back before he began to thrust rapidly, his thighs slapping against her round ass.

"Oh gods. It's so fucking good" Rhaenys gasped, her eyes rolling to the back of his head.

Pounding her ass, Jon set a steady rhythm, slowly pulling out most of the way before quickly sliding back in. Rhaenys let out a series of gasps, moans and groans as she arched her back and resisted his onslaught.

Suddenly, Rhaenys stiffened and let out a choked cry. Jon wondered briefly what had caused that reaction when he felt lips move around the base of his cock. It only took him a moment to realize that Daenerys had reached down to rub her clit.

Grinning, Jon quickened the pace, his thighs slapping a choppy rhythm against Rhaenys' heart-shaped ass with each thrust. Panting deeper, she arched her back. A second later, she gasped and moaned wildly as Daenerys took one of her swollen, quivering nipples between her lips and sucked on it.

"Oh, fuck!" Rhaenys cursed.

It was no surprise that Rhaenys reached her peak only seconds later. Her body went rigid, her arms and legs trembling afterward.

Smiling, Jon pulled out of her and lifted her up, so that her back was pressed against his chest. As he cupped her breasts in his hands, playing with them. Rhaenys turned her head and kissed him, deeply, they continued kissing until they both felt Daenerys move. Sitting up, she smiled at them both and said with a smile.

"My turn."

Leaning forward, Daenerys kissed Rhaenys before turning her over and laying her on her back. Rhaenys squealed in surprise and amusement as they both rolled over, laughing along with Daenerys as they landed.

Jon expected Daenerys to crawl on top of Rhaenys in a reverse position to her previous position, but she didn't. Instead, Daenerys kissed Rhaenys' breast and stomach until her face was buried between her thighs. Rhaenys inhaled sharply as her aunt stuck out her tongue and licked her wet slit. Jon smiled at the surprised expression on Rhaenys' face. Surely not expecting her aunt, to kneel down to eat her pussy so enthusiastically.

The position Daenerys was in, made her perfect ass stick out towards him. Allowing him to see her pink, wet lips, ready for him. Of course, Jon wanted to show his appreciation to his dear wife for allowing him to have such unique experiences and what better way to do it. Lining up behind her, Jon thrust into his wife's incredibly hot and tight pussy with one thrust.

Ohhh, this is home. Jon thought, before he began thrusting inside her, making sure to hit her sweet spot each time, making her mewl in pleasure against her niece's pussy.

---------

A couple of hours later, Jon lay sweating in his bed, with Rhaenys to his left and Daenerys to his right, both women hugging him and with their heads resting on his chest and shoulder.

Turning to his wife, he kissed her on the lips, getting a tired but happy smile from her, before saying.

"Thank you for this, I really enjoyed it a lot. I love you so much."

Caressing his face, Daenerys said in return. "I love you too, Jon."

Both lovers looked at each other with so much love and desire in their eyes for each other but broke their gaze when they heard Rhaenys say.

"You two are so adorable." Rhaenys told them amusedly, before her mood declined and making shapes with her finger on Jon's chest and an adorable pout on her face, she said. "I wish a man would look at me that way, too."

Reaching out to hold her niece's hand over Jon's chest, Daenerys said to her happily.

"Well Jon said that, if you were to fall in love with him, he would steal you away and take you north with us. And my husband is a man of his word."

Jon's eyes widened comically, hearing that. Part of him was sure Daenerys was joking, but after all of this, he wasn't so sure anymore.

"Would you Jon... would you take me north and make sure you keep me warm...would you hold me before bed and fuck me silly when I'm feeling horny? Rhaenys told him, before finally leaning over to him and whispering in his ear, "Would you breed me the same way you would my aunt?"

"Ahhh" Jon hummed awkwardly not knowing what to say.

Both women laughed at his expression, causing his expression to sour and he said sarcastically.

"Very funny."

"Don't worry, Jon. This definitely won't be the last time we're together, though if you actually get me pregnant, I think my brother would have a heart attack. Can you imagine seeing me and Dany with swollen bellies carrying your child?"

"Though perhaps Lyanna would be pleased." Daenerys voiced.

Jon leaned back and let the women's conversation continue, somehow going so far as to discuss what relationship their children would have and how nice it would be for them to grow up as siblings. Even going so far as to discuss names.

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Rhaegar is going to kill me.

 ---------

The next update will be from OF, expect it soon.