HeathCup: The Seven Stages of 🐓 Shock
"Heather! It's so good to see you!" Astrid enthusiastically greeted her best human friend and hugged her fellow battle sister. "I'm glad you came."
"Same to you, Astrid. New Berk certainly was difficult to find, even with Hiccup's directions." Heather smiled as she let herself linger in her friend's embrace for a while.
"All the harder for any dragon hunter trying to find us." Astrid said as she invited Heather inside. "You got here at a good time. Hiccup has just finished up his patrol for the day."
"I didn't belive you at first when you said you guys found a cousin species of the Night Fury, so imagine my shock when Windsheer and I get confronted by a white Night Fury, or I guess Light Fury as your letter said." When she and Windsheer had pulled up to New Berk, the last thing they expected was to nearly get into a fight with a Light Fury with an attitude.
"Yeah, Luna- that's her name by the way- isn't the friendliest when it comes to new faces, especially humans, but you can't fault her too much considering she hasn't had the best experience with other dragons and people." Astrid explained before calling to the kitchen. "Hey, babe! We got company."
"I'll set another plate for her, don't worry." Hiccup called back from the kitchen.
"So Hiccup's cooking? Thank Thor." Heather good heartedly jested.
Astrid gave a mock glare before knocking Heather's shoulder with her own. "Bitch." She retaliated without malice.
Astrid started to set the table as Hiccup came out carrying three plates. "Hey, Heather." He acknowledged as he placed the food before giving Heather a hug with his now free arms. "It's good to see a familiar face."
"It's good to see you too, Hiccup." Heather couldn't help but savour the contact.
Dinner passed, laughter and memories were shared, latest news told and just a general good time with the three friends. The trio moved from the dining table to the living room as Heather sat across the couple.
The Beserker smiled as she saw Hiccup and Astrid leaning into one another, hands laced together and felt happy that her two friends were now tied together in marriage, speaking of...
"I'm still gutted I wasn't invited to the wedding." Heather admitted. She didn't feel bitter, just disappointed she didn't get to see it for herself.
"Yeah, sorry. It's just that with everything that happened, dealing with the dragon hunter stragglers, setting up houses for everyone and trying to re-establish trade with our allies, we just wanted to get the marriage ceremony out of the way." Hiccup explained.
"And get to the Honeymoon I suspect." Heather poked, which gained laughter from all three, neither Haddocks denying her words.
"Speaking of, how has your love life been, Heather? Can we expect to see a ring on your finger soon?" Astrid questioned innocently.
Heather shook her head. "No. Not really. No guy has really caught my eye." She admitted.
"Aw, that's too bad. Hopefully you'll find someone. Not like it'll be too hard, you're beautiful and strong." Astrid complimented.
"Thanks. I mean, sure I've been with a few guys but none of them I consider 'husband material'." Heather explained.
"Wait? You've been with a few? You mean dated?"
"Nah, slept with." Heather admitted. "Why? Is that a bad thing?"
"Oh! No! Gods no, I didn't mean to sound like some scandalised old crow." Astrid backtracked. "It's just that in Berk, we're told that sex before marriage is frowned upon. So our honeymoon was our first time." Astrid squeezed Hiccup's hand lovingly.
"Yeash. Thankfully that's not the case with the Beserkers, or at least nobody seemed offended over it." Heather said. Maybe it was out of genuine curiosity, maybe it was the strength of the alcohol they were drinking, maybe it was her Beserker heritage but Heather couldn't help but ask. "So, how was it?"
It seemed like the question was lost to Hiccup but Astrid understood what Heather was asking immediately. "Amazing, I felt like Freya herself was with us."
Now Hiccup picked up on the context of the question. "U-uh let's not get too much into detail, honey."
"Yeah, I figured he'd be a wiz with his tongue and fingers." Heather felt amused at Hiccup's fluster.
"Oh, not just his tongue and fingers. He made me scream with what he has between his legs too." Astrid smirked.
Heather suddenly felt slightly doubtful of her friend's insinuation. "Hmm." Maybe because Astrid had never been with a man before their honeymoon she's never had a cock to compare it to.
But Astrid must have picked up on Heather's dubiety. "You don't believe me, do you." It wasn't a question.
"You don't believe me when I say my Hiccup is packing." It wasn't said as an out right accusation but the tone was enough.
"It's nothing against Hiccup, I swear!" Heather quickly explained. "It's just that, it's like how some men expect women to have a thin waist while having tits the size of dragon eggs. It's just not realistic. Like how you and me are fit but have smaller breasts compared to... heavier women." Heather pointed out.
Astrid didn't say anything, only silently stared at Heather with a blank look which put both Hiccup and Heather on edge. "Babe." Astrid spoke plainly. "Stand up please."
"Ah- Astrid!" Hiccup hurriedly tried to defuse the tension. "I-im not offended or anything and I'm sure Heather didn't mean any disrespect."
"She's basically calling me a liar, calling my honour into question." Astrid rebutted and pulled Hiccup to his feet.
"S-She didn't though! You're just making this into a bigger deal than it- h-hey! Astrid, let go!" Hiccup struggled pointlessly as Astrid held his arms behind his back with one arm while her other hand worked on his pants.
Heather didn't expect the night going this way and didn't want to embarrass Hiccup with Astrid's competitiveness. "L-look Astrid, I didn't mean to be a bitch but I'm just saying because of how Hiccup is built its just not--"
As Hiccup's pants surrendered to the will of gravity, Heather's words suddenly got caught in her throat at the thick cock that was revealed to her.
Heather stared at the thick appendage that hung between Hiccup's legs win utter shock. "W-what the fuck?"
"A-Astrid!" Hiccup gasped in embarrassment and shock over how his wife made him flash their friend.
But Astrid paid no attention to Hiccup's dismay, focusing only on Heather, the Berserker's shock bringing a smug grin to the Chieftess' face. "Still don't think Hiccup's packing, Heather?"
It took Heather a minute to gather her thoughts and turn them into words. "But- but how? How can someone as skinny as Hiccup have such a big... big..."
"Big what, Heather?" Astrid asked deliberately, wanting Heather to say the word.
"...Cock." Heather breathed out, feeling her heart beat spike and a pit of excitement and arousal grow in her stomach. Was it just her or did the room get colder? Her nipples suddenly felt more sensitive, rubbing against her breast binds and her thighs felt slick and moist. What was in that drink she had?!
"And wanna know something else?" Astrid asked.
Heather needed to gulp down the trapped air in her throat in order to speak. "What?"
Astrid smiled and leaned her head against Hiccup's, who still slightly struggled in her hold. "He's still soft~."
STAGE 3: EVIDENCE GATHERING
Heather's eyes further widened. "No way... no way you saying he can-" it couldn't be possible. It was already so thick while soft. No way Astrid was implying that it could--
"Get bigger?" Astrid smirked. "Oh yes. You just gotta coax this big boy." Astrid instructed and began to nip and lick Hiccup's neck, giving his ear and occasional soft bite and seductive blow of her breath.
Hiccup reacted easily to his wife's actions. "A-astr-Ah! Y-you can't just-!" He tried to object.
But Astrid wasn't having it. "Aw. Aren't you enjoying it, babe? Knowing that just the sight of your fat cock alone is leaving women in awe?" She let her hands roam Hiccup's lower half until her skillful hands found the object of her desire, one hand softly caressing the length of Hiccup's cock while the other gently cupped and fondled the cum filled balls.
Heather could only watch in awe as Hiccup's already 10 inch penis gained another two inches in length and another inch in thickness. The sight was so memorising that she didn't realise her own body was now on autopilot, lowering onto her knees before her married friends and letting herself get an even bigger eyeful of the cock.
Heather was struggling to make sense of things, she couldn't have predicted that her doubt of Astrid would have led to this. "This... this has to be a dream. It has to be." She reasoned to herself. She had dreamed of seeing her two beautiful friends naked before but she always knew it was a dream because Astrid was too protective and possessive of Hiccup, no way she'd so willingly let another woman see such a stallion cock and Hiccup surely would have put his foot down about this whole thing by now.
Her words backfired on her however as Astrid pounced on them like a stalking SpeedStinger. "Oh? You've dreamt of my husband's cock? Kneeling before him as his big, hard dick hovers just by your face? You naughty slut. Now, close you eyes."
Heather would have usually taken offence to being called a slut but Astrid's words only heightened her excitement. With some hesitation, whether because she was nervous of what Astrid would do or because she didn't want to stop staring at the delicious image was lost to her, Heather followed Astrid's orders and closed her eyes. Her ears picked up the sounds of shuffling and her nose was suddenly assaulted with a smelly yet arousing stench which made her sharply inhale out of shock and allowed the musk to invade her lungs.
Heather heard Astrid speak. "Oh? Do you smell that, Heather? That manly musk? A smell that should be off-putting but instead makes you want more? Did you know some of that smell is actually my pussy? Just after Hiccup came home, I mounted and rode this dragon cock, we didn't get the chance to wash up when you arrived. It's covered in my dried juices, this fabulous cock made me squirt aaaaall over it."
Heather felt her heart race at the erect organ in front of her. No way Astrid managed to fit this monster inside her, it should have split her in two! No way any pussy could handle something this size without breaking.
Heather was no virgin. She's shared her bed with her fair share of men. Not so many to be labelled a whore but enough to explore her curiosity and none of those men, bulky and large vikings they were, matched against Hiccup's size. Even the biggest man she slept with was beaten by another 5 inches and even then she had felt full by that size.
Something like this just wouldn't fit!
"C'mon, Heather. I know you want to give it a taste. I know you want to take it in your mouth, to cover your tongue with its addictive flavour, to feel it bulge in your throat as you take him deep before he fills your mouth with his thick cum." Astrid pushed, obviously goading Heather into the sinful temptation.
Heather could feel the heat of Hiccup's cock over her skin and it was practically scorching. The warmth moved, leaving her nose and lowering down to her lips which felt strangely dry. She wetted her lips with her tongue but felt her tongue brush against something foreign and heard Hiccup gasp sharply.
"That was his dick you just touched with your tongue. That's how close it is to your mouth." Astrid's whisper was like an echo in Heather's ears. "And if you want more, all you have to do is puck up your pretty pink lips and give Hiccup a little kiss on his dick."
Heather should put a stop to this. She should just open her eyes, get up, apologise and leave the hut. It didn't matter if such an act put a strain on their friendship, it was better than ruin it entirely by doing this. This was wrong, these were her friends! Astrid was her best friend and doing this would be a betrayal of that friendship, it didn't matter if she found Astrid attractive or a mirror reflection of herself. Hiccup was like a brother to her, she shouldn't fantasise about her non-blood brother fucking her.
All she had to do was get up and leave.
"GLRK! SLURPT! GLURK! GULK! MURK! SLURP! MMMPH!"
"H-Hea-ah! Heather! Gods!" Hiccup groaned as he barely kept himself standing, the wall he stood against being his main support as Heather's passionate blowjob rendered his knees to jelly.
The Beserker didn't acknowledge Hiccup's moans, focusing only on taking Hiccup's cock deep down her throat and kissing the base with every fast bob of her head. Her cheeks hollowed as she made a greater suction with her mouth around the pole of fuck meat, her skillful tongue traced the pulsing veins, all the while Hiccup could only concentrate on not dropping on his ass.
"Does her mouth feel good, babe?" Hiccup’s eyes opened to see Astrid watching from her chair, her left hand playing with her tit and pinching the erect nipple while the fingers of her right hand traced the lips of her wet cunt, flicking her clit with every pass before delving into the warm depths knuckle deep. Her teasing and aroused smile showing she had no problem with her husband getting a blowjob from her best friend. "From the cute face you're making, I can tell you're loving it."
Hiccup couldn't answer as Heather suddenly pulled her lips back until only the head of Hiccup's penis remained trapped inside as she started to suck hard on the tip and flick her tongue around the head, glands and urethra of his member, the act making Hiccup throw his head back with a hiss and whimper as it felt as though Heather was spelling out the alphabet with her tongue on his red hot rod.
"Ah ah ah." Astrid tutted. "You should be more polite than that Hiccup. Heather is being kind enough to suck your cock. You should at least look her in the eye while you got your dick in her mouth." She criticised.
Hiccup took in his wife's words and managed to look down at Heather and the sight nearly pushed him over the edge.
Heather's eyes stared straight back into Hiccup's and it looked as though her pupils were shaped like hearts, filled with so much love, lust and passion, gazing at Hiccup as though he were a deity she had dedicated her life to worshipping, her gags, slurps and moans her prayers and praise; her lips and tongue her dutiful service and her desire for his cum her devotion. She proved said devotion to his pleasure by taking him to the base once again, his tip rubbing against the back of her throat and the underside of his shaft bathed in her saliva and her lips kissing his crotch as she made a humming noise in her mouth, all the while still looking him in the eye.
Hiccup threw his head back again with another moan that came from the soul.
Meanwhile Heather felt incredibly turned on as she eagerly slurped Hiccup's length. The taste was addictive, the smell was intoxicating and the feel of his dick filling her mouth and bulging her throat titillating. By the sheer size and length it should feel painful to take in that deep but that's what made it feel so good! No other cock had rendered her in such a state.
"SLURP! GLURK! GLUCK! HURK! SLURP!"
And when Hiccup looked her in the eyes she nearly climaxed from that alone.
'Yes! Look me in the eye, Hiccup. Look at me as I suck your God-like cock like a starving whore who hasn't been fucked for years! I want you to see me like this, on my knees with your fuck meat in my mouth like your personal cumdump! I want you to remember this sight whenever you look at me, so that you no longer see the Beserker, dragon riding warrior, but a little slut who couldn't get enough of your amazing dick!' Heather cried out in her head and would have said it out loud if she could pull herself off Hiccup's member for a second.
"Oh my Gods, babe. You should see her from where I am! She's practically leaving a puddle in the middle of our living room!" Heather heard Astrid laugh and moan as the sounds of wet slapping and flicking picked up, but the dark haired beauty couldn't deny her words. Her pussy was gushing during her wild blowjob, so it was no surprise to her that the crotch of her pants started to drip as her arousal soaked through the material.
Heather heard Hiccup try to say her name. "H-he-HeatheEEER! I'm-" Hiccup didn't need to say any more as his violently throbbing cock told her everything she needed to know which only made her pick up the pace.
Heather didn't hear the footsteps on the creaking wood as Astrid made her way over to the two and knelt beside her, watching as the cock would disappear into Heather's mouth and see the girl's lips drag along the length as she pulled her head back with every bob.
"Hear that, Heather? He's going to cum. You're going to make my husband cum with your pretty little mouth. The mouth that the guys fantasised about kissing is going to be filled with the hot, thick load of the man you dreamed about fucking." Astrid pressed her breasts against Heather's shoulder as she leaned in. "Are you going to do that? Are you going to let Hiccup cum down your throat and fill your stomach with semen or are you going to let it go to waste all over your face? Because let me tell you, in my experience..." Heather then felt Astrid's hot breath wash over her ear as she whispered. "It's better to let him cum inside your mouth. Less of a mess to clean up after all."
Feeling Hiccup's cock in her throat and Astrid's breath in her ear was enough to make Heather spasm in a climax, her cunt squirting all over the floor, leaving an even bigger mess.
"Wo-ho! Look at that! You came with no hands! You're an even bigger slut than I thought." Astrid taunted. "Hmm? But Hiccup hasn't finished yet. I'm disappointed, Heather. I'd figure you'd at least make him cum before you did. Oh well. Hiccup." Astrid turned to address her husband.
Heather was brought out of her bliss as she felt two hands grip the back of her head and was suddenly forced back on her ass as Hiccup pushed himself off the wall, moved so that Heather's body was between his legs and hammered his length into her mouth like a wild bull. Heather could only gag with wide eyes as Hiccup rammed the back of her throat while his balls slapped her bottom lip and chin and her nose pressed against his shaven crotch, his whimpers and moans turning into grunts and growls as he treated Heather's head like it was his own pleasure toy.
"GUK!HMPH!GURK!HURK!HURMPH!GURK!GUK!"
It took only 10 seconds of rapid thrusting before Hiccup gave a loud groan. Heather felt his cum shoot out from the slit of his penis and into her gullet, his ball sack clenching against her bottom lip as is churned a load and her throat widen with every pulse and throb of Hiccup's cock. Breathing became difficult, dark spots danced in her eyes and her head felt airy as she struggled to stay awake.
She nearly slipped out of consciousness until she felt the foreign organ pull out of her gaping maw, her lungs greedily drinking in air and her cumdrunk mind started to regain focus, just as splatters of cum painted her slack jawed face, some landing on her tongue and teeth as she pulled it more precious air. Strings of saliva and cum acting as a bridge that connected the cock and mouth.
Heather continued to breathe deeply while Astrid kissed her cheek lovingly. "You did amazing. You were so hot, taking his cock like that." The Berkian praised while her tongue collected whatever cum was out of reach of Heather's own tongue. "And for doing so well, you can fuck my husband."
Heather's short circuited mind barely registered Astrid's words. "Wh-wha? But h-he already--"
"Aw." Astrid cooed. "You poor thing. You've clearly never been with a real man before. A real man isn't satisfied with just one orgasm. And trust me. Hiccup..." Astrid then cupped Heather's chin and gently tilted her head to see Hiccup's still erect cock pointed right at her again. "Is a real man~." Astrid leaned forward to peck the tip, making it twitch at the contact. "You know what happens now. He's going to take you to our bed, mount you... and breed you~. If that's what you want, all you have to do is kiss his cock again~."
Heather should stop it here. She was already proven wrong about Hiccup's size, she already let herself cum as she sucked him off, she's already had enough. All she needed to do was say she had enough.
All she needed to do was... was...
She was definitely going to end up pregnant by the end of the night.
