Thorfinn/Freya/Rebekah Side Stories - Mistaken Identity

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Thorfinn sat around the hearth in his longhouse after a long day of planting crops. He felt the warmth of the fire on his face, a welcome comfort after the day’s hard work. Rebekah was busy readying dinner, while Freya looked after the children. They had been living alone and far away from Kattegat for a few years now, and Thorfinn couldn’t be happier. Freya, who had joined them, was as kind and beautiful as Rebekah. If she hadn’t been older, he might have confused them for twins.

The evening was peaceful. Rebekah sat next to Thorfinn, holding his cup and handing it to him whenever he wanted a drink. On his other side, Freya served him food, asking how the farm was and expressing her gratitude for being with them. Thorfinn looked at her and gave her a warm smile that made her heart flutter. He told her she was family and would always have a place with them.

As the night wound down, Rebekah and Freya went to bed. Thorfinn stayed up a bit longer, enjoying the quiet and the crackling of the fire. He felt content and at peace, knowing his family was happy and safe. Thorfinn stood up from his seat, stretching his muscles as he went, and headed towards his bed. He saw Rebekah standing in the doorway, smiling at his wife as she stood there, wearing a thin white linen gown that hugged her body tightly. She had grown much in the years they’d known each other and now had the body of a woman.

Thorfinn approached her silently, feeling flirtatious as he was a little drunk. He reached around her and pulled her into his chest, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered into her ear, his voice deep and husky.

Rebekah shivered at his words, her heart racing as he pressed his lips against her neck. She seemed to want to say something, but it turned into a moan as Thorfinn’s kisses traveled down her throat, igniting a fire within her. His hands roamed over her body, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her gown.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment all day,” he murmured between kisses, his breath hot against her skin.

Thorfinn continued to kiss Rebekah’s neck, his hands roaming over her body with a mix of tender touches and rough grabs. He felt the heat rising between them, his desire growing stronger with each passing moment. His hands moved to her hips, pulling her even closer against him. She arched her back, pressing into him, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Thorfinn’s hands slid under the hem of her gown, fingers brushing against her thighs, feeling the smoothness of her skin. He whispered all the things he as going to do to her, his voice low and seductive, as his hands moved higher, exploring the curves of her body.

Rebekah leaned her head back onto his shoulder, her eyes closing in pleasure as Thorfinn’s hands found their way to her breasts. He cupped them gently, feeling their weight, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, eliciting a soft moan from her. His kisses trailed down her neck to her shoulder, where he nibbled and sucked on her skin. He could feel her trembling against him, the anticipation and desire evident in every shiver and sigh. Thorfinn’s hands moved lower again, sliding between her legs, finding her wet and ready. He teased her, his fingers gliding over her most sensitive spots, driving her wild with need. As he continued to pleasure her, Thorfinn felt her body responding, her hips rocking against his hand, seeking more. He pressed his lips to her ear, his breath hot and ragged. “I want you so much,” he growled.

Thorfinn’s desire grew uncontrollable, his kisses turning more urgent and demanding. He pressed Rebekah harder against the wall, his hands roaming possessively over her body. He lifted the hem of her gown higher, exposing her sex to the cool air, and she moaned louder, the sound fueling his need. With a swift motion, he pulled down his trousers, his hard cock flipping out into the cold air. As he did, she gasped softly, whispering, “We shouldn’t.”

But Thorfinn, lost in his desire, husked into her ear, “Don’t worry, Freya won’t hear us.” He positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips firmly, holding her in place.

Thorfinn’s hands gripped her bum cheeks firmly, spreading them apart as he lined his hardness up with her womanhood. The head of his cock pressed against her entrance, slick with her arousal. He groaned at the sensation, the wetness coating him and making it easier to push forward.

Rebekah moaned as she felt him pressing against her, the tip of his cock nudging her entrance, spreading her lips wide. She could feel the pressure building as he pushed harder, the thick head slipping inside, stretching her. Her body trembled with a mix of pleasure and anticipation.

Thorfinn gritted his teeth, gripping her hips tighter as he thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her. The sensation was intense, her tightness enveloping him, her wetness making it easy to slide in and out. He moved with a rough, steady rhythm, each thrust driving deeper, filling her completely.

Rebekah’s breath hitched as she felt him stretching her, the roughness of his movements sending waves of pleasure through her body. She moaned louder, pressing back against him, urging him on. The feeling of being filled so completely was overwhelming, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge.

Thorfinn’s hips slammed against her ass, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the room. He could feel her walls clenching around him, her moans growing louder with each thrust. The tight grip of her body around his cock drove him wild, his movements becoming more urgent, more demanding.

The pleasure built inside both of them, a primal need driving their actions. Thorfinn’s hands moved from her hips to her breasts, squeezing them roughly as he continued to pound into her. Rebekah gasped at the sensation, the combination of his rough hands and his cock driving her wild.

Inside, Rebekah felt every inch of him, the thick hardness of his cock stretching her, filling her completely. Each thrust sent shivers of pleasure through her, her body responding eagerly, moving in time with his. She felt the pressure building, her climax approaching, each thrust bringing her closer to release.

Thorfinn could feel himself nearing the edge, his body trembling with the effort to hold back. He wanted to savor the moment, to prolong the pleasure for both of them. But the tight grip of her body around him, the way she moaned and writhed beneath him, was too much to resist.

With a final, powerful thrust, Thorfinn buried himself deep inside her, his cock throbbing as he released his seed. He groaned loudly, his body shuddering with the intensity of his climax. The sensation of spilling inside her, the warmth of her body enveloping him, was overwhelming.

Rebekah felt the warmth of his seed filling her, the sensation pushing her over the edge. She cried out as her orgasm ripped through her, her body clenching tightly around his cock, milking every drop from him. The waves of pleasure washed over her, leaving her trembling and breathless. Thorfinn held her close as they both rode out the waves of their climax, his hands still gripping her tightly. He could feel the aftershocks of her orgasm, her body still trembling around him. He pressed his lips to her neck, breathing heavily, savouring the moment.

…

Freya had just put the baby to bed and was standing in the doorway, waiting to see if they had actually fallen asleep. She wore a thin white linen gown that clung to her body. The day’s work had left her tired, but she found a moment of peace watching the child sleep.

She didn’t hear Thorfinn approach. Suddenly, she felt his presence behind her, strong and warm. His arms wrapped around her waist, and she stiffened in surprise. His hands were firm, gripping her hips and pulling her back against his chest. She could feel the heat of his body through the thin fabric of her gown.

He whispered into her ear, “You’re so beautiful,” and Freya’s heart skipped a beat. She knew she should correct him, tell him who she was, but the way he held her, the way he spoke, made her body respond in ways she couldn’t control.

Thorfinn’s lips found her neck, kissing her softly at first, then more urgently. Freya’s breath quickened, her body tingling with unexpected pleasure. His hands roamed over her curves, squeezing her hips, then sliding up to her breasts. Her nipples hardened under his touch, and she moaned softly, unable to resist the sensations.

He lifted the hem of her gown, exposing her thighs to the cool air. Freya felt her pulse quicken, her skin prickling with anticipation. His hand moved between her legs, finding her already wet. She gasped, her body betraying her as she pressed back against him.

When he pulled down his trousers, she whispered, “We shouldn’t,” her voice barely audible. But Thorfinn, lost in his desire, husked into her ear, “Don’t worry, Freya won’t hear us.”

Freya’s mind raced, but her body was too far gone. Thorfinn’s hands gripped her bum cheeks, spreading them apart as he lined himself up with her entrance. She felt the tip of his cock press against her, the slickness making it easy for him to push forward.

She moaned as he entered her, the fullness of him stretching her in ways that felt both strange and intensely pleasurable. His hands held her hips tightly, pulling her back onto him with each thrust. The roughness of his movements sent waves of sensation through her, each one more powerful than the last.

Freya’s body responded eagerly, her moans growing louder as he pounded into her. The feeling inside her was overwhelming, a mix of pain and pleasure that left her breathless. She felt him deep inside, filling her completely, his cock sliding in and out with a rhythm that drove her wild.

Her hands braced against the wall, her body arching back to meet his thrusts. She could feel her climax building, the pressure mounting inside her with each rough movement. Thorfinn’s breath was hot against her ear, his groans of pleasure mixing with her moans. With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his cock throbbing as he released his seed. Freya felt the warmth filling her, the sensation pushing her over the edge. She cried out as her orgasm ripped through her, her body clenching tightly around him, milking every drop from him.

As they both came down from the high, Thorfinn slowly pulled out, his cock still sensitive from the intense release. Freya felt his seed dripping from her, her body still trembling from the powerful climax. She turned to face him, her heart pounding, a mix of guilt and satisfaction swirling inside her.

Thorfinn felt his arousal building again as he held Freya close, her body warm and trembling against his. He could feel his cock hardening, pressing against her. Without a word, he led her to his room. As they reached the room, Thorfinn opened the door and roughly tore her gown off, exposing her naked body. Freya’s breath hitched, her skin tingling with the cool air and the raw anticipation. He whipped her around and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her hard and deep. Freya couldn’t deny it any longer; she was too far gone.

She reached up, taking his shirt off, her hands roaming over his chest. She wrapped her arms around him as he lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist. Thorfinn aligned himself with her entrance, thrusting up into her with one powerful motion, making her moan loudly.

They went at it again, Thorfinn’s rough thrusts filling her completely, his hands gripping her ass tightly as he moved. Freya’s moans grew louder, her body rocking with each powerful thrust. The sensation of being filled so deeply, so forcefully, drove her wild with need.

Thorfinn carried her to the bed, laying her down on it without breaking the rhythm. He positioned himself over her, his cock still buried deep inside. He thrust into her hard, the bed creaking under the force. Freya’s hands gripped the sheets, her body arching up to meet him, her moans turning into cries of pleasure.

Thorfinn’s movements were rough and urgent, his hips slamming against hers with each thrust. The room filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding, the bed creaking, and their moans and grunts of pleasure. He felt her walls tightening around him, her body responding eagerly to his roughness.

Freya’s legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper, her nails digging into his back. The pleasure was intense, overwhelming, her body on fire with each thrust. She could feel the pressure building inside her again, the raw need driving her closer to the edge.

Thorfinn’s grip on her hips tightened, his thrusts becoming more frantic. He could feel his climax approaching, the sensation of her tight, wet heat pushing him over the edge. With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, groaning loudly as he released his seed.

Freya cried out as her orgasm hit, her body clenching tightly around him, milking every drop. The waves of pleasure washed over her, leaving her breathless and trembling. Thorfinn collapsed on top of her, both of them panting, their bodies slick with sweat.

…

However, unknown to them at the time, there was another body hidden beneath the blankets on the bed. Rebekah had awoken when Thorfinn slammed Freya down on their bed and started pounding into her relentlessly. She had gone to ask what the hel was going on but found herself entranced by the sweaty bodies joined together, the look of ecstasy on her sister and husband’s faces.

She found herself growing moist between her thighs as she watched it happen. The sounds, the smells, the sight of them consumed in raw passion stirred something deep within her. As they finally orgasmed, she did too, her fingers rubbing herself to the same rhythm, reaching her peak as they reached theirs.

When they all came down, Rebekah moved from beneath the blankets, her sudden appearance shocking Thorfinn as he looked up. He glanced down at Freya and back up at Rebekah, horror washing over his face. “I thought… I didn’t… I’m,” he stammered, trying to find the words.

Rebekah cupped his face, her touch gentle yet firm. “I can smell the ale and can guess what must’ve happened,” she said, her voice calm.

Freya, her body still trembling from the intense climax, tried to apologize, her voice shaking. “I tried to say something, but the words got lost in my throat.”

Rebekah looked down at her and stroked her face. “I understand how overwhelming Thorfinn can be,” she said, her voice soft and reassuring.

Freya moaned as Thorfinn withdrew his length from her, the sensation making Rebekah lick her lips. “Since you both began without me, I’m sure you won’t mind if I get my turn now,” Rebekah said, standing up and removing her gown, letting it fall to the floor.

Rebekah, still flushed and trembling, crawled forward on the bed, her body sliding over Freya’s until she was positioned in front of Thorfinn’s still erect length. Her skin brushed against Freya’s, the contact sending shivers down both their spines. As she reached Thorfinn, Rebekah paused, her face inches from his cock. She sniffed it, the mixed scents of Thorfinn and Freya filling her nostrils and sending a tingle through her body. The aroma of their combined juices was intoxicating, making her mouth water. She placed a soft kiss on the tip, feeling the slickness of their fluids on her lips.

Thorfinn groaned at the contact, his body still sensitive. Rebekah didn’t stop there. She opened her mouth and took him in, her lips wrapping around his shaft, sliding down slowly. Her tongue swirled around the head, tasting the mixture of their previous passions. She could feel him growing even harder in her mouth, his groans of pleasure filling the room.

Meanwhile, Freya found herself face to face with Rebekah’s wet womanhood. The smell of Rebekah’s arousal and the sight of her gushing liquids were overwhelming. Freya felt a surge of desire, her own body responding to the primal urge. She tentatively reached out, her fingers brushing against Rebekah’s slick folds, making Rebekah moan around Thorfinn’s cock.

Encouraged by the response, Freya moved closer, her breath warm against Rebekah’s thighs. She inhaled deeply, the scent of Rebekah’s arousal filling her senses and turning her on even more. Freya couldn’t resist any longer; she leaned in and placed a tentative kiss on Rebekah’s clit, tasting her sister for the first time. Rebekah gasped, the sensation of Freya’s lips on her sensitive spot making her tremble. She continued to suck Thorfinn’s cock, her movements becoming faster as the pleasure from Freya’s touch intensified. Her head bobbed up and down, taking him deeper into her mouth, her tongue pressing against the underside of his shaft.

Thorfinn’s hands tangled in Rebekah’s hair, guiding her movements as she sucked him off. He could feel the vibrations of her moans as Freya’s mouth worked on her, sending waves of pleasure through him. His hips bucked slightly, thrusting into Rebekah’s warm, wet mouth.

Freya’s tongue explored Rebekah’s folds, licking and sucking on her clit, her own arousal growing with each passing moment. She could feel the wetness between her own thighs, her body responding to the sounds and tastes surrounding her. She pushed a finger inside Rebekah, feeling her sister’s walls clench around it.

Rebekah moaned louder, the combined sensations almost too much to bear. She could feel another climax building, her body trembling with the intensity of it. Her mouth worked feverishly on Thorfinn’s cock, determined to bring him as much pleasure as she was receiving. Thorfinn’s groans grew louder, the sight of the two women pleasuring each other and him driving him wild. He could feel his climax approaching, his body tensing with the effort to hold back. Rebekah’s mouth was relentless, her tongue and lips working in perfect harmony to bring him to the edge. With a final, deep thrust, Thorfinn came, spilling his seed into Rebekah’s mouth. She swallowed eagerly, her own climax hitting as Freya’s tongue and fingers drove her over the edge.

After a few breaths Rebekah, almost manic with desire, grabbed Thorfinn’s shoulders, her eyes wild. “I need you inside me now,” she demanded, her voice trembling. Thorfinn, still recovering from the last climax, felt a surge of excitement at her intensity. He positioned her on all fours, spreading her legs wide. Her wetness glistened in the dim light. He slid into her easily, her body welcoming him with a tight, wet grip. Rebekah moaned loudly, the roughness of his entry sending shivers through her.

Freya watched, hesitating for a moment before moving closer. The sight of Thorfinn pounding into Rebekah turned her on, her own body responding with increasing arousal. She knelt beside them, her hand reaching down to rub her own clit, her eyes locked on the coupling in front of her. Thorfinn’s hands gripped Rebekah’s hips tightly as he thrust into her, each movement eliciting gasps and moans from both of them. The feeling of being filled so completely was almost overwhelming for Rebekah, her body trembling with pleasure. She pushed back against him, matching his rhythm, her breasts swaying with each thrust.

Freya, unable to resist any longer, leaned in and kissed Rebekah’s neck, her hand still working between her own legs. Rebekah turned her head, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. The sight and feel of them together drove Thorfinn wild, his thrusts becoming more frantic. With a sudden move, Thorfinn pulled out and guided Rebekah onto her back, spreading her legs wide. He entered her again, this time leaning over her, his chest pressing against her breasts. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his back, urging him deeper.

Freya positioned herself beside them, her fingers sliding into her own wetness. She leaned in, licking and sucking on Rebekah’s nipples, the soft buds hardening under her tongue. Rebekah’s moans grew louder, the combined sensations driving her closer to another climax.

Thorfinn could feel his own release building again. He pulled out, his cock slick with Rebekah’s juices, and turned to Freya. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. He pulled her onto his lap, her legs straddling him. Slowly, she lowered herself onto his length, the feeling of him filling her causing her to gasp. Rebekah moved behind Thorfinn, her hands sliding over his chest, her lips kissing his neck. She reached around, playing with Freya’s breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples. Freya moaned, her hips rocking against Thorfinn, the sensation of him inside her and Rebekah’s hands on her breasts almost too much to bear.

Thorfinn lifted Freya, positioning her so that he could thrust up into her while Rebekah kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together. The feeling of being filled and surrounded by pleasure made Freya tremble, her moans mixing with Rebekah’s. After a few intense moments, Thorfinn switched positions again, laying Freya on her back and spreading her legs wide. He entered her hard, his cock sliding deep into her wetness. Rebekah straddled Freya’s face, her own wetness dripping onto her sister’s mouth. Freya hesitated for a second before giving in, her tongue exploring Rebekah’s folds, tasting her arousal.

The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, moans and gasps echoing off the walls. Thorfinn’s thrusts into Freya became harder, his hands gripping her hips tightly. Rebekah’s hips rocked against Freya’s mouth, her fingers tangled in her sister’s hair.

Thorfinn pulled out of Freya just as he was about to climax, spilling his seed across her stomach. He then moved back to Rebekah, pushing her down entering her from behind, his hands gripping her hips as he pounded into her. Rebekah’s moans grew louder, the feeling of him inside her pushing her closer to the edge. Freya, not wanting to be left out, moved beside them, her fingers finding her own clit again. The sight of Thorfinn taking Rebekah from behind, their bodies slick with sweat, turned her on even more. She leaned in, kissing Thorfinn’s chest, her tongue trailing down to his stomach.

Thorfinn pulled out of Rebekah and positioned her on her side. He entered Rebekah again, this time at a slower pace, savoring the feeling of her tightness around him. Freya moved behind him, her fingers sliding between his legs, playing with his balls. Rebekah’s moans became more desperate, her body trembling with the intensity of the pleasure. Thorfinn increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. He felt himself nearing another climax, his body tensing with the effort.

Freya, positioned herself so that she could take Thorfinns balls into her mouth. She sucked on him eagerly, her tongue swirling around his bulging sack, tasting the mix of their combined juices. Thorfinn groaned, his hands gripping Rebekah’s hips as he pounded into her. With a final, powerful thrust, Thorfinn came, spilling his seed inside Rebekah. The feeling of his release pushed Rebekah over the edge, her own climax ripping through her body, leaving her trembling and breathless.

But they weren’t done yet. Freya, still wanting more, moved between Thorfinn and Rebekah, positioning herself so that Thorfinn could enter her again. He did so eagerly, his cock still hard and ready. Rebekah moved behind Freya, her fingers sliding into her own wetness as she watched.

They continued like this for what felt like hours, switching positions, exploring each other’s bodies. Thorfinn took turns entering them both, his cock moving from one wet, tight entrance to the other. Rebekah and Freya touched and kissed each other, their moans and gasps filling the room. They moved into a position where Thorfinn lay on his back, Rebekah straddling his face while Freya rode his cock. Rebekah’s wetness dripped onto Thorfinn’s mouth, his tongue exploring her folds, tasting her arousal. Freya’s hips rocked against him, her hands gripping his chest as she moved.

Finally, they ended in a position where Thorfinn stood at the edge of the bed, Rebekah on her knees in front of him, taking his cock into her mouth. Freya lay beside her, licking and sucking on his balls. The sensation of their combined mouths drove Thorfinn wild, his hands tangling in their hair as he guided their movements. With a final groan, Thorfinn came, spilling his seed across their faces and chests. The sight of his release covering them, their mouths open and eager, was almost too much to bear.

They all collapsed onto the bed with Rebekah and Freya hugging into Thorfinn as they drifted to sleep.

(AN: Hope you enjoyed it.)