The rooms had no windows, so Sven’s room was pitch black, save the dim light of a glowing lantern left in the hall outside. The sound of the storm was distant, yet still he could hear the walls of the inn creaking, the windows chattering in their sills. Sven nuzzled into the blankets more, and again caught the same same floral, musky odor he smelled so many times tonight. Memories of what happened only an hour ago came back to him. Canna’s lips moving closer to his…smothered against Avena’s breasts as she offered him her milk…the thought made him aroused, his cock throbbing now in his briefs, forming an impressive tent. He tossed and turned, but at the moment, sleep eluded him. Well, since he was alone…
 
 
  Sven threw back the covers and blindly fumbled for his bag at the foot of the bed. Since he couldn’t see, he had to feel his way over to it by touch. He soon found some socks inside it, which had worn a hole through in his travels. Sven had meant to throw them away, but now he was glad he hadn’t. Climbing back into bed, he laid back and closed his eyes, letting his mind wander as he breathed in deep that floral, musky scent. Lewd images formed in his mind of the two centaur sisters, forming arousing scenes before his eyes as he imagined them seducing him, whispering sweet words in his ears as their hands wandered. His own hand idly reached down and began to stroke his cock, a soft moan escaping his lips as he imagined Avena rubbing her tits up and down his length. He imagined Canna kissing him deeply with those plush, red lips of hers as he stroked his cock faster…and the image of their naked asses spread open invitingly for him as he stroked faster, his breathing growing faster as his hand worked furiously_
 
 
  “Sven, are you ok?” Shock ripped through Sven like a lightning bolt as he jerked his hand away and sat up to see Canna at the cracked open door, her form illuminated by the single candle she was holding. She had shed her clothes and wore a simple lacy night skirt which left little to the imagination. “I heard_oh. Oh my…” She was staring at his cock with wide eyes, her cheeks flushed until Sven pulled the covers over himself. “I’m…I’m sorry. I was just making sure the doors were locked when I heard a noise coming from your room. I knocked, but you didn’t answer…and so I just…umm…” she blushed as she looked up at him with an apologetic smile. “Sorry, didn’t mean to, ah, disturb you.”
 
 
  Sven swallowed, feeling his mouth go very dry. “It…it’s fine. Just…don’t worry about it.” He felt both embarrassed and ashamed. To be caught doing something so dirty…
 
 
  Canna, however, smiled more broadly, and she opened the door a little more. “Do…do you need help finishing?”
 
 
  Sven blinked, sure he had misheard her. “I'm sorry…help with…”
 
 
  “Finishing…” Canna smiled, moving into the room and closing the door behind her. “You can’t sleep right? Not with that thing throbbing as it is. As your host, it is my duty to tend to our guests every need.” She moved to the bed and gently pushed him back against it. “And I take my job…very seriously.” She winked and pulled back the covers, exposing his hard cock once again. “My my, I’d have a hard time sleeping too if I was this aroused.” She leaned in closer, taking his cock in her hand and stroking it in a curious way, making Sven moan softly.
 
  “Mmmm…been ages since I’ve seen a man’s cock.” She suddenly leaned forward and pressed her nose to it, sniffing it. A shudder ran through her body and her eyes fluttered. “Oh…oh my…wow…that is…” She moved closer, inhaling deeply as her nose traveled down to his balls. Sven watched in both arousal and amusement as she nestled her nose right at the base of his cock, smothering her face to his balls as she breathed deeply. “Mmm…such a rich, manly musk…” She moaned, looking up at him, her eyes bright with lust and want. “I can’t remember the last time cock smelled this good.”
 
 
Sven blushed deeply at this erotic worship or his cock and balls before stammering "Umm…th…thanks…"
 
 
Canna smiled and gave his cock head a soft, loving kiss. "Oh, forgive me. I promised to take care of you, didn't I? Just lay back and relax…and let Mama Canna take care of this." Setting down the candle on the nightstand, she brushed a strand of her hair over her ear before parting her lips and sliding them down his cock. Sven shivered as his length was softly suckled, her tongue softly swirling around his cock head as she slipped deeper onto his length. She stopped half way before pulling back, dragging her plush lips over his engorged skin, soft slurping noises filling the air around them. She repeated this over and over, her eyes half lidded as she moaned at his manly taste, reaching up to fondle his balls. Sven watched the erotic sight of his length vanishing and reappearing in her mouth, and his cock throbbed happily at the attention it was getting. To further tease him, she pulled off his cock, kissing it again and again, often trailing down to kiss at his balls before working her way back up again.
 
 
  “Does it feel good?” She cooed as she gave his engorged cock head yet another wet kiss. Sven nodded dumbly. “Do you want to feel more?” He nodded eagerly, making Canna smile. “Alright, mama Canna will take care of her little boy…”
 
 
  Suddenly a voice issued from the doorway.“You two having fun?” Both turned to see Avena standing at the door, leaning against it, her arms crossed. She too was wearing a simple night dress, which showed off her lovely curves. Even more so than Canna She didn’t look mad, rather a playful smirk was dancing on her lips as she eyed her sister. “When you didn’t return to bed, I had a feeling you were busy “checking” on our guest.”
 
 
  “He was having a hard time sleeping…” Canna pouted, moving aside to expose his throbbing cock. “We can’t let him sleep with this! He’d never be able to roll out of bed!”
 
 
  Avena snorted in laughter and her smile brightened. “No, no he wouldn’t…” She giggled “...but this room is too crowded for all three of us. Let’s head back.” Canna beamed and gently took Sven by the hand, and led him out of the room. With a swish of her tail, she blew out the candle and left it smoking as she closed the door behind them. And so, the three of them walked through the double doors at the end of the hall, and Sven looked around, rather curiously, as he had never been inside a centaur’s room before.
 
 
  It was a fairly spacious room, with all the comforts one would expect a room to have. But everything had been modified for a centaur’s use rather than a human’s use. The two beds, one one each side of the room, were at least two feet thick, and looked very plush and soft indeed. The dressers were all built for their height, so that Sven had to stand on his tiptoes to see the tops of them. There was a large walk-in wash room and closet as well, and the place was decorated richly with hanging curtains of silks and paintings. A few vases of beautiful flowers gave the room a very floral smell, and he found himself breathing deeply. “This is a lovely room…” he commented, looking around.
 
 
  “Thank you” Avena smiled as she closed the door behind them. “But a tour will have to wait until tomorrow…for now…” She came up and bent down onto her knees, reaching out to fondle his cock, which made him gasp and moan “I want to see the thing that distracted my sister from coming back to bed.”
 
 
  “Well let him at least climb into bed first…” Canna pouted as she grabbed Sven’s shoulders and steered him to one of the thick cushions. Avena rolled her eyes and followed as Canna settled behind Sven on her knees, so his head was trapped between her breasts, her arms wrapped around him. Avena climbed onto the bed as well and lowered herself so her head was level with Sven’s cock. She faltered as a wave of his musk washed over him. “Doesn’t he smell wonderful?” Canna cooed, kissing the top of Sven’s head. “Doesn’t he remind you of a proud stallion?”
 
 
  Avena nodded as she licked her lips, moving closer. “He does indeed…a strong healthy male with plenty of potent seed, ready to breed a needy mare.” She pressed her nose to his balls and breathed deeply. “Mmm…such a manly scent. You’ve got a good cock Sven…” Sven blushed and smiled, embarrassed. But Avena wasted no time in taking his cock in her mouth and suckling it as Canna did. Sven moaned, his eyes fluttering as his cock throbbing in her bobbing mouth, soft slurping sounds filling the air. He was already sensitive from Canna’s attentions, and was getting ready to burst before Avena came in. Now he was already at that boiling point of spilling over. His breath came in pants and his hips were already thrusting forward. “Getting ready to blow your load already?” Avena asked with a raised eyebrow as she pulled off his cock and stroked it, eyeing him curiously.
 
 
  “Well, I was getting him all wound up before you so rudely interrupted us…” Canna pouted as she stroked Sven’s hair.
 
 
  “Fair point…” Avena smirked and resumed her soft suckling of his length, each bob of her head sliding her lips further down his cock. But she also shifted a bit and entrapped his length in between her overflowing breasts. The incredible softness of them, combined with her soft suckling was making him buck his hips into her, craving more. Sven was already close before, but this was enough to push him over that edge he had been hovering around for so long now.
 
 
  “Oh fuck…Avena…I’m gonna…gonna…mmmah!” He came into her mouth, splashing the back of her throat with his hot seed. She massaged his length as he did so with her breasts, letting his cum splash on her tongue. Her eyes fluttered closed as she slurped his cock like a piece of candy, and when he had finished, pulled off his cock with a wet pop. “MMm…delicious…” She cooed with a smile, licking her lips. “Thanks for the meal…”
 
 
  “Hey, no fair…” Canna pouted as she held Sven tighter to her, her breasts smothering his head in overflowing softness “...I was pleasuring him first and you stole him from me!”
 
 
  Avena smirked at her sister and said “Well fine, if you think you can do better, it's your turn.” She grabbed Sven and pulled him towards her, smothering his head now in her breasts as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Indeed, her breasts were much larger and threatened to swallow his head in their pillowy softness. Sven was still feeling the afterglow of that first orgasm, and he could only look up at Avena with half lidded, pleasure filled eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but Avena smirked and, cupping his cheek, pressed her soft pink lips to his. Sven’s eyes fluttered close as he kissed her back, his lips moving against hers in a sensual kiss.
 
 
  Canna scowled and pulled off her night dress, exposing her own fairly large breasts for them to see. This caused Sven to blink and break the kiss, only to blush and smile as Canna thrust them forward and swayed them gently from side to side. “Like what you see hun?” She teased, letting them bounce rather lewdly in a erotic display.
 
 
  Avena smirked. “Yeah, cute. But your breasts don’t compare to mine…” And she turned back to Sven, forcing him to look at her “Pay no attention to her…I’m all you need…” And she resumed the kiss, but this time more fiercely as her tongue snaked into his mouth, making the young man moan blissfully.
 
 
  “Why would I need cow udders like yours? They are so large, your back must be in constant pain. I don’t need fat tits to pleasure a man. I’ll show you…” and Canna suddenly moved forward, trapping Sven’s renewed hard cock inbetween her own breasts. This caused an audible gasp in Sven’s throat and Canna smirked as she looked up at him. “See? He likes my breasts way more than your silly kiss. Don’t let her distract you Sven, sweetie. Let mama Canna milk all that hot, salty cum out of your cock with her soft, milky tits.” And she began to grind her breasts up and down on his length, the red engorged tip barely visible as it came up for air, before being dragged back down in between her pillowy breasts. They indeed felt wonderfully soft, though they didn’t have the same smothering softness as Avena’s breasts did. But Canna was much faster, and her skin felt hotter which felt wonderful on his sensitive cock. And he moaned happily from the attention Canna was giving him.
 
 
  Avena frowned, shaking her head. “No no no, you're doing it all wrong.” She gently lay Sven back on some pillows and moved down to his cock, pushing her sister gently to one side. “This is how your give a man a proper tit fuck.” And after trapping his cock in her own breasts again, she began to grind her breasts in opposing directions. She grinded first one way, then another, before bending down to lick his cock tip with her tongue, teasing it before resuming grinding her breasts against his length. This made Sven shiver, as her breasts were now rubbing along the glands of his cock. “See? Slow and sensual, that’s what a man likes. You're trying to milk him too quickly…” And she smiled at Sven as she massaged his cock in that slow, sensual manner “...This feels way better, doesn’t it Sven, baby?”
 
 
  “Oh it doesn’t matter…” Canna growled as she tried to push Avena out of the way with her breasts. This didn’t go as planned, as now both of their breasts were now entrapping his cock in wonderful folds of pillowy goodness. “As long as he thinks it feels good, then it doesn’t matter how you use your breasts.”
 
 
  “Well, let’s let him decide…” Avena said firmly as she turned to Sven. “Whose breasts feel better?”
 
 
  “Yes, please tell her the truth Sven…” Canna moaned as she rubbed her breasts as much as she could all over his length, trying to entrap his length between hers and hers alone. “Tell my dear sister my breasts feel better than hers.”
 
 
  In truth, Sven was in no fit state to decide. To have his cock smothered between two pairs of milky, pillowy breasts was simply too much. He gasped and moaned as his hips thrust into their breasts, making both girls moan. Their nipples were rubbing against one another, making little electrical sparks of pleasure shoot through them as they struggled to claim his cock for their own. But soon Sven cried out as he came, shooting his load all over their chests as he thrust into them, gripping the sheets under him in a vain attempt to regain control. But after a few seconds, he collapsed on the bed, panting, feeling utterly spent.
 
 
  The girls looked at each other and grinned, taking fingerfulls of his seed and licking them clean. “Well, I guess it’s a draw…” Canna mused as she licked her lips.
 
 
  “For now…” Avena smiled, looking at Sven. “Oh dear, he is tuckered out. And we didn’t even get to feel his cock inside us.”
 
 
  Canna suddenly grinned and her face brightened. “Maybe there is still a way…” And she whispered in Avena’s ear, who blushed and covered her mouth in shock.
 
 
  “Seriously? You wanna try that?”
 
 
  “Why not? How long have we talked about trying it? And now we’ve got a cutie all to ourselves. I say we go for it.”
 
 
  Avena looked unsure…but then nodded with a determined smile. “Ok. But how do we decide who gets to have him first?”
 
 
  Sven, who had been listening to this whispered conversation, rolled his eyes with a smile and sat up on his elbows. “I’m not dead you know, I can hear you both.”
 
 
  Both sisters turned to look at him, then at each other. With approving nods, they smirked, and Canna turned to Sven and cooed “Of course sweetie…we were just talking about options for some more fun.”
 
 
  “I’m certainly down for that…” Sven stretched, rolling his head from side to side. “But what did you have in mind?”
 
 
  “Well…” Avena cooed with a sweet smile “...we’ve been bad hosts, pleasuring you the way we want. But we never asked what you wanted.”
 
 
  Canna nodded in agreement. “She is right, for a change.” She giggled as Avena playfully punched her arm. “But yes, please, what can we do to pleasure you the most?”
 
 
  Sven blushed as he looked between the two centaurs, both of them radiating such beauty and sexual appeal that he felt overwhelmed. But those same lewd fantasies that played in his mind before came back to him now, and his cock throbbed with renewed want and vigor. “Well…I wouldn’t mind…” he began, blushing madly before shaking his head. “No, I couldn’t ask you to do such a thing…”
 
 
  “Oh, we’ve got a shy one…” Canna cooed as she moved closer, cupping Sven’s chin and turning him back to look at her. “C’mon…tell us what you want. You know you want to…”
 
 
  “Indeed…” Avena whispered softly as she crept up behind, pressing her breasts into Sven’s back as she nuzzled him from behind “What naughty little fantasies can your mommies bring to life?” Sven blushed harder than ever, his resistance slowly crumbling as that same, heady, musky scent of their bodies wafted over him. He breathed in deeply and shivered, his cock leaking a little. Avena noticed and cooed with a smirk “Oh, it seems our naughty little boy likes our perfume…”
 
 
  “Does he now?” Canna replied in lewd, mock surprise. She pulled Sven close and smothered his face in her breasts. Sven found himself breathing deeply as he looked up at her, drunk off her scent, his eyes half lidded. “Indeed he does! Look at him, he looks ready to pass out.”
 
 
  “Well, I think I know the perfect place for him to rest his head against…” Avena smirked and stepped back before slowly turning around, presenting her wide rump to him. She flicked up her tail, and there, nestled between her plump cheeks were the two plush holes he had seen earlier. But now her anus seemed to be winking at him, blowing kisses while her flower glistened with want as her honey flowed. “Go ahead baby, rest your head against my ass. It’s so soft and pillowy, I bet you’ll fall right asleep against it.”
 
 
  Sven nodded dumbly and crawled over to it, practically mesmerized by her swaying hips, and rubbed his cheek against her ass. It was so soft and plush, and he felt himself sinking into it as he pushed himself against it more. He nuzzled it, reaching up to feel it squish against his palms. It was so warm and so soft…and as he moved closer to those inviting holes, he could feel her cheeks slowly smothering his face. And the closer he moved to her puckered hole, the more intoxicating her scent became. Without realizing it, he found his nose deep inside her leathery donut, feeling it kiss and playfully tug on his face. This made Avena moan happily as she played with her breasts, biting her bottom lip. “That’s it baby…play with my ass…It’s so soft and warm, isn’t it…?”
 
 
  “Yeah, if you like fat, dump truck asses…” Canna pouted, turning around and backing her rear up to her sisters. “Don’t let her fool you Sven, that’s all fat. MY ass is way better than hers…feel this…” And she backed up into Sven, effectively trapping the man between the two centaur’s asses. He could feel Canna’s ass cheeks slowly swallowing him up from behind. Indeed, they were much firmer than Avena’s ass. Though less plump, it had a firmness and cushion that formed a tight grip. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Canna cooed as she continued to flex her ass around the back of Sven’s head. She smirked and added in a sultry tone “...Now imagine your cock sliding into my hot, tight ass. I bet I could milk you dry.”
 
 
  “Oh please, men prefer some cushion when they are fucking a woman’s ass…” Avena pouted as she began to grind against Sven, trying to trap him further in her own ass. “Don’t listen to her Sven, MY ass feels so much better, doesn’t it? So soft and plump…and I know you will enjoy fucking me way more than her. All she cares about is milking you dry. I want to take our time…and I want us to enjoy our love making.”
 
 
  Canna’s eyes burned as she snapped “He doesn’t love you! He loves me!”
 
 
  Avena’s eyes flashed as she spun around and glared at her sister “...Oh please, all you care about is using him like a cheap sex toy!”
 
 
  As the two bickered, Sven was in no state to say which he liked more. In truth, he liked both. But at the moment, the flexing of the two asses around his head, combined with their flowery, intoxicating musk, was too much for him. He could feel his mind going blank as he breathed in their scents, feeling their plump cheeks grinding against his head between their asses. He could feel the plush donuts flexing about his head, kissing his skin and trying to draw him closer. He weakly tried to reach up, to push them away in an attempt for a breath of fresh air, to try and stop their arguing. But he had no strength left in his limbs. It was as if all the strength he had in his body was going to his ridged length, which was throbbing with anger at being ignored for so long. Sven reached up and tried to push Avena off him, but all he ended up doing was causing his fingers to sink into her plush flesh.
 
 
  Avena stopped arguing with Canna to smirk at Sven. “See? Look how he is gripping my ass. Clearly he wants mine more than yours.”
 
 
  Canna looked slightly hurt, but she sighed and backed away. “Fine. You can have him first. But this isn’t over yet…” She glanced at his musk drunk face and snorted “...If you ask me, he’s too disorientated from our ass sandwich to think properly.”
 
 
  Avena blinked and burst out laughing “Ass sandwich?”
 
 
  Canna giggled and crossed her arms with a raised eyebrow. “Well, what would you call it, being smothered by a pair of hot asses like ours?”
 
 
  Avena grinned and shrugged. “A double smother? I don’t know…” She smiled as she turned to Sven and asked “Did our baby enjoy being smothered in our asses?” Sven looked at her, his cheeks flushed…and he nodded shyly, making Avena’s smirk widen. “Oh, did you now?” She turned to her sister. “You know, we’ve been so busy arguing who is better, we forgot what is really important.”
 
 
  Canna nodded and smiled, her eyes softening. “Pleasuring our little man. He deserves it after that wonderful song he sang us earlier.”
 
 
  “What do you say?” Avena asked, flicking her tail “...shall we give our man the Stable royal treatment?”
 
 
  “Sounds good to me…” Canna nodded, and the two looked at Sven with hungry eyes that made him both scared and aroused at the same time. Each grabbing his wrist, they guided him to the bed, making him lay down on it as the two centaurs climbed into the bed with him, loving lust plain in their eyes as they eyed their prize…