Finding Common Ground (Atlantis: The Lost Empire) (Patreon)

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Themes: Big Dick, Dom/Sub, Threesome

Summary: Based on this image. When Milo stumbles upon Helga showing the Atlantean Princess what sort of fun girls can get up to, the blonde woman catches him and makes him get involved in her little dominance display by ordering him to fuck Kida. Of course, once she gets a glimpse of Milo's big fat cock and how it messes the little Princess up, she can't help but want to take a ride herself. BIG mistake. But hey, all's well that ends well... 

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“That’s it, Princess. Put that tongue of yours to use.”

When Milo Thatch had initially gone looking for Princess Kida to continue conversing with her about her people and culture, this hadn’t been what he was expecting to find. Indeed, the young archeologist was… unused to displays like the one he was currently witnessing before his very eyes at this moment. Helga Sinclair was the epitome of a femme fatale; the brash blonde beauty having proven herself to be quite the scrappy fighter multiple times over the course of the expedition.

She was the sort of woman who could probably break Milo over her knee if she wanted to… which made what he was currently doing all the more salacious. Even more so when one considered that he wasn’t just spying on her… but the Atlantean Princess, Kida Nedakh, as well. The two women were completely naked from what he could see, and Helga was currently laying back, smoking a cigarette with one hand while the other was gripped tightly in Kida’s white locks, forcing the dark-skinned woman to lean forward and eat her out.

He’d never witnessed such debauchery before, never seen a woman go down on another woman like this. He had grown up so sheltered, so focused on his work, that it just… hadn’t ever come up. Indeed, the young archeologist hadn’t even had his first kiss at this point in time. To see two women that he’d been developing feelings for in different ways since he’d first met them engaging in such acts… it was arousing Milo to no end.

Leaning forward subconsciously, the young archeologist ultimately overbalances himself… and promptly falls out of his hiding place and into the clearing where Helga and Kida are engaged in their business. His sudden presence startles both women, but even as Kida tries to rear back, Helga pulls her back down, grinding her face into her crotch all the harder.

“I didn’t say you could stop, bitch. Besides, it’s just Thatch. What’re you doing here, Professor?”

Cool as a cucumber, Helga takes a drag from her cigarette, even as Kida squirms cutely in her hold before settling back into her appointed task. Forced to drag his attention away from the Princess’ swiveling, shapely hips and puffy wet pussy lips, Milo swallows thickly as he carefully gets to his feet.

“I was, uh… I was just looking f-for the Princess! But I can see that you’re busy! I’ll go!”

Before he can turn to leave however, Helga cuts him off with a single word.

“No.”

Stopping in his tracks, he looks her in the eye as she grins at him wickedly.

“Stay a while. The Princess and I were just chatting… but she found herself unwilling to use her lips to say the things I wanted her to say. I decided to put her to work in another way until she was feeling more talkative, and so far, it seems she’s enjoying herself a lot more. Still, there’s always room for a man in these sorts of things…”

Milo’s eyes widen, even as Kida lets out a muffled noise from the blonde muff she’s currently being forced to eat out. Feeling distinctly caught off guard, Milo looks around for a moment before placing a hand on his chest.

“M-Me?”

Letting out a sharp bark of laughter, Helga’s eyes twinkle as she shrugs her bared shoulders.

“Who else? Get over here and stick your cock in the girl. Can’t you see how aroused she is? Don’t worry… she’s desperate to give herself to you. Isn’t that right, Princess?”

Milo isn’t an idiot, not by a long shot. He sees the way Helga deliberately uses her fistful of Kida’s hair to guide the dark-skinned Atlantean’s head up and down in a forced nod. And yet, Kida doesn’t try to fight her… in fact, there’s a distinct renewed sway to the Princess’ hips as she raises them slightly in his direction, once more drawing Milo’s attention to her dripping slit.

Surely… surely not, right? And yet, even as he thinks ‘this can’t be happening’, Milo’s body is moving on its own, almost like he’s in a trance. His hands go to his belt, which is soon undone, and as he drops to his knees behind Kida, his pants come down, revealing his boxers. Pulling those down as well, Milo frees his cock from its confines… causing it to promptly flop out onto Kida’s ass crack.

A muffled squeak leaves the Princess’ occupied mouth and even Helga’s eyes widen briefly as she gazes upon Milo Thatch’s thick, massive member right in front of her. Draped over Kida’s ass, his dick, only half-hard, clearly can get bigger… not something that the blonde was expecting.

“Oh my…”

Not noticing either of their reactions, Milo slowly draws his cock back along Kida’s quivering ass crack until it flops down. Having to grab ahold of it with both hands, he sticks his tongue out as he feeds his still-hardening shaft into Kida’s pussy lips from behind. Breathing in a way, they spread open around his dick as he stuffs himself inside of her, groaning at the tight feel of her immediate entrance.

“F-Fuck… Kida…”

He’d fantasized about both Kida and Helga, but not like this… never together. And certainly not in this sort of scenario. Still, Kida pushes her hips backwards into his cock and Milo finds more and more of himself enveloped by her cunt, until he’s hitting her hymen… and inadvertently going right through it. As the no longer virgin Atlantean Princess squeals into Helga’s muff at being deflowered, Milo groans at just how good her tight pussy feels, his cock growing harder and stretching her even wider.

Helga, meanwhile, watches on hungrily at this point, bucking her own hips up into the Princess’ face as she watches Milo grab hold of Kida’s hips and begin to thrust forward with the lack of rhythm and focus that a first timer would have.

“You a virgin before now, Thatch? This your first woman?”

Blushing, Milo can’t do anything but nod. But rather than laugh at him, Helga just licks her lips and grins.

“Mm, what a shame. Man like you should have been using that cock of yours for the good of womenkind everywhere, rather than holing up in a dusty library all this time. If I’d known before… well, Audrey and I would have certainly had more fun with you on the way here.”

The mention of Audrey Ramirez, the tough as nails engineer, makes Milo blush even harder as his cock jumps a little in Kida’s cunt. Indeed, he’d fantasized about Audrey too. In her own way, she was just as strong as Helga, or Kida…

Although, this current situation clearly wasn’t playing to Kida’s strengths. Overwhelmed, the young deflowered Princess moans into Helga’s cunt as she continues to mindlessly eat out the blonde femme fatale, her hips bucking back into Milo’s thick fat cock. All the while, her inner walls are clenching down hard around his dick… and after a particularly loud squeal followed by an incredibly tightness and a rush of liquid, Milo blinks in confusion, wondering what just happened. That prompts a laugh from Helga, who’s eyes twinkle when he meets them with a furrowed brow.

“You just made the Princess cum, Thatch. You made her climax all over your big… fat… cock. Do it again.”

“H-How?”

“Fuck her harder, silly~”

With Helga’s throaty, lustful instruction guiding him on, Milo fucks Kida harder… and indeed, he gets more orgasms out of her, if that is what the tight gushing feel her pussy is constantly going through is. Groaning, throwing his head back in abject pleasure, Milo can hardly believe his good fortune… and before he knows it, he’s cumming as well, not even thinking about stopping or pulling out as he thrusts forward one final time and proceeds to creampie Kida right then and there.

Eyes wide and sparkling with delight, Helga laughs again, even as she grinds Kida’s face into her cunt.

“That’s it! Pump her full of that good ole English cum! Just like your ancestors, colonize that pussy, bahaha!”

Milo flushes in mild horror and embarrassment as he realizes what he’s done a moment later, but before he can do or say anything else, Helga is yanking Kida up away from her cunt and off of his cock entirely, practically tossing the Atlantean Princess off to the side to rest and recover as she moves off of her ass and onto her hands and knees, crawling forward.

“And now it’s my turn.”

Still kneeling there, his cock messy beyond belief, Milo doesn’t exactly stop the incredibly sexy blonde from moving her mouth along his cock, cleaning it off with her tongue and sucking him back to fully erect with her lips. Her eyes remain on his the entire time, and when she finally pulls away, she lets out a gasp as she works her jaw a bit.

“Could end up dislocating my jaw on this thing if I’m not careful. Fuck you’re big…”

Turning around, still on her hands and knees, Helga nevertheless backs up into his fully erect member, reaching back and gripping it harshly as she guides him into her from behind.

“Go on, Thatch. Give it to me. Don’t hold back now after how hard you gave it to the Princess. I want you to RUIN me.”

Call it what you will. A resolved desire not to disappoint the gorgeous femme fatale, a sexual awakening deep within him, something else entirely… but she’s right, in the end. Milo Thatch is not about to hold back with her, not after how hard he gave it to Kida. Grasping Helga by the hips quite harshly, the young archeologist thrusts forward… and once he starts fucking her, he doesn’t stop.

There is no virginity to claim, no incredible tightness to get through first. Helga is tight, but not too tight. She’s also already incredibly wet thanks to Kida’s ministrations, the foreplay that the two women had been engaging in before he’d inadvertently exposed his presence having more than prepared her for his thick fat cock. But only physically. Mentally… mentally was something else entirely.

“FUCK YOU’RE SO FUCKING BIG! DON’T YOU DARE STOP! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!”

Helga’s voice gets louder and louder as he pounds into her, and as Milo’s embarrassment at her shrieking and squealing mounts, he eventually reaches forward, acting on instinct as he covers her mouth with one hand. Since he’s now leaning over her, he might as well grab and molest one of her breasts with the other though, right?

Thankfully, she doesn’t take offense to him silencing her, even if her muffled squeals and shrieks are almost as loud. Still, her words are no longer resounding throughout the clearing and likely beyond, so at least the chance of them being discovered has been lowered significantly. Now mounting Helga from behind, Milo can’t stop fucking her. He won’t stop… he needs this almost as badly as she does.

Now that he knows what to look for, he doesn’t have to have the blonde femme fatale tell him when she’s cumming. She climaxes around his pistoning prick hard and her entire body shudders as she squeals into his palm. A surge of pride rushes through him and Milo picks up the pace even more, his huge member throbbing and pulsating with need inside of her, his balls churning with a desire to blow his load.

Helga’s eyes roll back in her head as her spine arches from him covering her mouth and pulling her back while plowing into her from behind. Her tongue lolls out and licks at his palm as well, but a sheer desire to keep from being found out allows him to maintain his hold on her mouth. All the while, Milo is plunging into her depths with all his might… and just like with Kida, he’s not sure he can stop.

Unlike with Kida, he does actually consider it this time around. Creampieing Helga without her permission might go… poorly for him. And so, Milo leans forward and whispers into the blonde’s ear.

“I’m about to cum, Helga… I’m going to unload inside of you unless you stop me.”

It’s the most he can give her, as he currently is. But of course, Helga is already too lost in the throes of pleasure to process his words before it’s too late. Her eyes are just widening in comprehension when Milo slams forward into her one final time and creampies her just like he did Princess Kida. Pumping a hot thick load into the blonde femme fatale makes her buck her hips as she spasms sporadically, and Milo can’t tell if she’s angry or just REALLY feeling it.

She pushes him off of her a moment later though, and as he falls back on his ass, he fears for a moment that she’s going to be pissed. On her hands and knees, head hanging low, Helga pants heavily for a few seconds before growling and slamming a fist into the grass.

“Fuck… fuck, fuck, FUCK!”

Her repeated cursing is a little different then how it was when he was balls deep inside of her, that’s for sure. She sounds agitated, and Milo blanches out of fear that he’s thoroughly enraged her. But after a moment, a Zen like calm falls over the sweaty, naked blonde and she straightens up on her knees, giving him an excellent view of her back profile as she glances over her shoulder at him, looking more conflicted then he’s ever seen her.

“Tch. You better be grateful for this, Thatch.”

And then she tells him and Kida EVERYTHING.

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Later on, when all is said and done, Milo can look back on the events that transpired and safely say that Helga was instrumental in stopping Rourke’s dastardly scheme and turning the rest of the crew against the bad-intentioned Commander. Honestly, without the blonde’s help, Milo isn’t sure how things would have turned out, or how he would have convinced the others to help him and the Atlanteans, or even how bad things would have gotten before they managed to save the day.

But… all was well that ended well, and even if they weren’t going home any time soon, they were all happy living in the Lost City of Atlantis. Of course, given the way Audrey was constantly making eyes at him, Milo was beginning to suspect Helga had spilled the beans on just what had made her go turncoat… and that he might be dealing with three horny, lustful women soon enough, rather than just two…