He crawls from her breasts and back between her legs, scampering with such excitement that I almost miss the moment that he thrusts forward and slides his wee red cock into her glistening folds. He thrusts vigorously into her, fucking her hard enough to make her breasts shake and her thighs quiver. I can see his white-haired bollocks swinging and slapping against the damp divot of Mishanna’s anus with each of the gnome’s thrusts.
“I shall hate you for eternity,” gasps Mishanna. “You little…ooooh…brute! You horrid speck!”
“Your upper lips hate me, but your lower lips love me,” laughs Babo, slowing his strokes for a moment as if savoring her tightness. “I can feel them gripping me, my lovely elf. Sucking my cock. Thirsty for my cum.”
“Never,” moans Mishanna.
But it is a lie. He begins thrusting faster and her moaning resumes, louder and louder. Babo is a small lover, but he makes up for it with his wee enthusiasm. He humps her furiously, like a little bearded beast, stuffing his red cock in and out of her elven cunt until she is howling and arching beneath him. I can see his balls flush against his root. Her pussy dripping.
“Pull that awful thing…oooOOOOoooo…out of me!” Mishanna cries and tosses her hair.
“Sure,” says Babo. “When I’m done with you. Mmmmmm! Your whole body is like a sweetcake frosted with violet cream. I want to lick you…mmmmnnnnnn…lick you while I seed your elf peach.”
I expect Mishanna to push him away or scream in anger. Instead, she wraps her ample thighs around his wee body, pulling him deeper as she cries out, “Ohhhhh! Ohhhh, I cannot stand it! My pleasure is…too much!!”
He just manages to reach his head to her breasts, licking them as they shudder and shake with her pleasure-wracked body. He thrusts as deep as his little cock will go into Mishanna’s slick flower and lets out a shrill cry of orgasmic triumph. From where I hang, I can just make out the pulsing of the vein beneath his cock as he spurts his seed into Mishanna’s pussy.
“Yesss! Ohhhhhhh my love!” She wails with unrestrained pleasure, her toes curling so much they look like they might snap off backwards. A trickle of cream overflows her fluttering folds as Babo spurts a massive load of his sperm into her fertile depths. His climax seems to last a very long time and my pussy throbs with need at the sight of my companion surrendering her body and her future to a peak of pleasure I can only imagine.
Mishanna is still whimpering and twitching as Babo pulls his cock from her creamy folds. He grunts as he climbs to his feet and saunters over to me, his red cock still stiff and dripping with his seed.
“Now then, human,” he looks me over as Mishanna moans behind him. “You’re not going to cause me any trouble, are you?”
“No, Babo,” I say. “I surrender too. I just want a turn like you gave to Mishanna.”
“Yesssss,” moans Mishanna, playing with her nipples and arching on the grass. “Yes, you must be seeded like me, Beatrix. It is so wonderful. So fulfilling. I see it all now. I was put here to make babies with Babo.”
The sight of the tough assassin reduced to a mewling, cum-drunk pleasure slave gives me another hot pang of desire. I moan as Babo cuts me down and begins to untie my ankles.
I barely have time to sit up before he begins by kissing me on the lips. I was not expecting that, but I submit to him as his beard tickles my lips and chin and his tongue thrusts into my mouth. As his sloppy kiss smashes into my lips and his tongue swirls against mine, his wee hands tear open my blouse and begin fondling my breasts. He pinches my nipples quite hard, causing me to cry out, which lets him thrust his tongue even deeper into my mouth.
A slurping sound beside me and a brush against my side informs me that Mishanna has joined us, leaning low over my body and dropping her head down as far as Babo’s stiff cock. She sucks it hungrily, bobbing and bouncing her head off my taut tummy. Babo moans into his kiss with me, clearly enjoying the warm mouth and soft elven lips pleasuring his cock. I reach over and caress Mishanna’s back down to her lifted bottom, squeezing her supple buttocks and feeling the warmth of her crack. She replies to this with a muffled moan around Babo’s cock and turning her hips so I can see her anus and her pussy still dripping with gnome cum. The smell of it is strong and unpleasant, but still exciting.
“So obedient!” Babo laughs against my lips. “Soon you will both be…mmmmmmm…serving my huge cock! You will know that I am your husband and master!”
“Yessss, Babo,” I moan as he gives my nipples a pinch.
“Mmmmhmmhm,” agrees Mishanna, still worshipping his cock.
“Yes, you elf slut,” groans Babo, his head falling back as he gathers up Mishanna’s hair in his hands. “Ohh, you suck better than any whore I’ve ever given coin. So deep! So warm! Oh, but you must stop now. Your friend craves my seed. Isn’t that right, human?”
“Y-yes,” I admit, another hot thrill racing through me as I surrender my last chance to refuse or escape the gnome.
“On your back then,” he says, pushing my shoulders. “Trousers off! That’s it! Hurry, before this elf eats me alive!”
I quickly pull off my boots and shuck out of my trousers. My thighs tremble as I strip off my panties, exposing my dark-thatched womanhood to the lecherous gaze of the gnome. He gets down on all fours, scurrying towards my quim like some red-faced albino mole. He sniffs at my sex, his big nose drawing in my scent until he groans as if smelling a favorite perfume or delicious meal.
His wee fingers grab my inner thighs and his thumbs spread my folds. His tongue assaults me, flicking at my clit rapidly, like a warm, fleshy machine caressing my most sensitive bud. I’m so pent up from watching him with Mishanna that I cry out, sitting bolt upright and grabbing his balding head in both hands as I cum against his tongue. Powerful waves of pleasure ripple through me, rising from my core and shuddering around his tongue until I collapse back onto the grass.
“Oh, you’re so lucky,” moans Mishanna, watching jealously. “Babo is amazing.”
“Y-yes,” I gasp as he gives my clit a last few licks. “He is amazing.”
My amazement has only just begun. Babo climbs atop me urgently, guiding his hard little cock to the still-shuddering sheath of my delicate flower. He hilts inside me with every furious stroke, rubbing my clit with his cockhead and banging his bollocks against the tender star of my asshole. I cry out and arch beneath him, squeezing my thighs against his hips.
Gods, I’m being fucked hard by this little bastard and it feels so good. I squirm and moan beneath him right up until Mishanna gets so jealous she decides to sit her plump bottom on my face. Her ample ass smothers me and her creamy, cum-dripping pussy grinds against my mouth. Babo laughs, his muttering voice muffled by the weight of Mishanna’s ass sitting on my face.
Of course, I do the only two things I can do: moan with pleasure and lick. I lick the salty seed from her cunt and taste the sweetness of her nectar. I suck at her folds and breathe the raunchy scent of her ass and she rides relentless against my face. The whole time, Babo is driving me closer and closer to my climax with his vigorous thrusts. I feel his wee cock swelling, rubbing my clit, driving me to the brink and then, with a powerful pulse, I feel his seed spurting into my fertile depths.
The first gush of his sperm is all it takes. I see violet fireworks in the smothering darkness of Mishanna’s ass and I feel love and happiness well up in my heart. I love Mishanna. I adore Babo. I squeeze him with a pleasure many times more intense than any orgasm, milking his pumping cock, draining his heavy bollocks with my hungry cunt.
The magic has taken hold in me just as it took hold in Mishanna. I have been bred by the gnome!
“Mmmmmmmmm!” I cry out with pleasure, my words muffled by the glorious soft weight of Mishanna’s elf ass.
CONTINUE >
Clean Mishanna’s breasts with my tongue
Oh, gods, those luscious breasts, so soft and full. Watching her wank Babo between them sent such hot pangs of lust fluttering into my core. Now that Mishanna’s lovely breasts are
drenched in the gnome’s filthy slime, I feel an overpowering urge to clean her creamy cleavage with my tongue.
“Mishanna,” I murmur, stepping towards her in a haze of desire, “I was wrong to make you do that. Please, let me clean you. Let me clean your breasts.”
“Give me the handkerchief,” she says, holding out her hand. She slowly lowers her hand as I walk closer, my gaze wantonly fixed upon the gently heaving mounds of her soft titflesh. Capped with those lovely, plump nipples of dark violet now dripping with Babo’s seed. I wet my lips as I approach them. Mishanna raises an eyebrow as I approach. A smile quirks one side of her mouth. “I see what you desire, Beatrix. You mean to clean me with your lips and tongue. You think this will make up to me for such degradation as you put me through with that horrid gnome. Is that it?”
“Yesss,” I hiss.
She taps a finger against her lips. “Perhaps,” she says. “If you are very thorough. I might be able to forgive you if you are very, very thorough.”
Her fingers lace into my dark hair and she pulls my face down to her chest, pressing my nose and lips and cheek into the mess upon her breasts. I moan as the gnome’s musky seed smears my face. I kiss her there, kissing her salted flesh, reaching up to feel the warm weight of her breasts in my hands as I begin to lick. She holds my head, cradling me almost sweetly, watching me and judging the attention my lips and tongue are paying to the soft hills of her loveliness.
The more I taste of the gnome’s filthy seed upon Mishanna’s gorgeous body, the more eager I become to prove myself to her. I gaze up submissively, my face half submerged in her soft flesh, my breath hot in the valley between her breasts. She strokes my head like I am her pet. Maybe I am for the moment. I lewdly suck at her left nipple, eliciting a cry of pleasure as I slurp the foulness of Babo’s spunk from her fat bud and bathe her with my saliva. I pop my lips free and lick my way across a patch of filth to her other nipple. I lick there, swirling and lapping before taking her fat bud and covering her areola with my mouth.
“Mmmmmmmm!” I moan as I suck at her breast and caress the other.
I cannot resist sliding a hand between Mishanna’s thighs and letting my fingers wander over the soft folds of her vulva. She is steamy hot there and I am sure she finds me much the same as she thrusts her hand into my trousers. I cry out against her breasts as her fingers have their way with my aching quim. I pump my digits into the slickness of her cunt and only lift my face from her breasts to meet her full lips.
“Oh, you are an obedient girl,” she gasps before kissing me passionately. “Very thorough.”
“Yes, Mishanna,” I gasp, jerking my hips as she takes me with her long, deft fingers and her urgent thrusts.
I try to keep up with her, to stroke her as she is stroking me, but my need is so great that it seems like only moments pass before pleasure is boiling up from the depths of my core. I cry out against her kiss, my tongue against hers and our hot breath mingling. I cum for her, bucking my hips, my body against hers as powerful spasms ripple from my core outward to the throbbing button of my clit.
My body begins to go limp as I spend my pleasure, but Mishanna is not done with me. She pulls my face back to her tits and commands me, “Do not stop! Fuck me with your fingers!”
I mewl with agreement, sloshing three fingers into the hot, silky clutch of her cunt, grinding my palm against her clit with each stroke. I kiss her shoulder and supple neck. She holds tightly to me, still tickling my bud with her fingers. My stiff nipples press against the fabric of my blouse and I feel them brush against her thicker spit-washed nipples. Mishanna rolls her hips, moaning, one hand still in my trousers and the other reaching around to caress and squeeze my bottom. She tenses, throwing back her head and crying out with pleasure.
“Ahhh! Yes! It was…ahhhhh…worth it to pleasure the gnome if this…ooooOOooo…is my reward.”
Her inner walls clutch against my thrusting fingers, reaching an intense rhythm that peaks and recedes until her whole body gives a few shudders and she slumps against me. I catch her lips with mine in a soft, sloppy, gasping kiss and I ease my fingers from the trembling depths of her cunt. She sighs as I lift my hand from between her thighs and she slips her fingers from my panties.
She gazes into my eyes as she lifts her slick fingers to her lips and sucks my cum from her fingers. I do the same, tasting the sweetness of her nectar upon my fingers.
I want more, but when I lean in for another kiss, Mishanna braces her hand against my shoulder to stop me.
“We should continue on,” she gasps. “Before the gnome returns with friends.”
“We could rest for a bit,” I suggest. “Find a—”
“Later,” she says, stepping back. “We will have a chance later. Once we cross that bridge.”
I want to throw Mishanna to the grass and pleasure her with my tongue. I want her to do the same to me. Right now. But I see the sense in her words. We must reach and cross that bridge before the gnome can somehow send a warning to the troll.
“I understand,” I say. We straighten ourselves up and set off down the path through the forest. We no longer bother to keep to the shadows or avoid the path itself, but Mishanna does step from shade to shade of the overhanging trees to avoid the discomfort of the most direct sunlight.
CONTINUE >
Watch Mishanna get bred by the troll
Watching Kergel press Mishanna into the ground and pound his cock into her stretched pussy isn’t disgusting at all. It’s beautiful! It’s enthralling! Oh, no, I won’t be stopping this. I will watch this miracle occur, jealous of the elf for receiving such a blessing from the troll.
“Fuck her harder,” I mutter under my breath, unbuckling my sword belt and opening the laces of my trousers. My pants drop to my ankles and I step out of them, kicking off my boots and feeling the cool earth under my toes. My panties are drenched; my mound hot and buzzing with lust from watching Kergel have his way with Mishanna. I strum my straining clit as I watch that huge cock pumping in and out of Mishanna’s tight elf pussy.
“OoooooOOooo, it’s too big,” cries Mishanna, her fingers flailing in the grass.
She is helpless to escape Kergel. He fucks her harder and harder, slapping his dangling bollocks against her ass even as his cum-heavy stones tighten in their sack. I strum harder at my clit, imagining the troll’s huge, knobby cock swelling inside Mishanna’s quim. Her eyes roll back in her head and her tongue dangles at the corner of her lips. It’s plain to see that she is mad with pleasure, moaning wordlessly as he thrusts harder and harder into her cunt.
The sounds of slapping flesh and the heavy, rasping breaths of the troll echo against the underside of the bridge. I stifle the urge to cry out as pleasure builds with each stroke of my fingers against my clit. Mishanna, lost in pleasure, is making the sounds of a beast rutting in the moonlight. Her plump breasts shake each time the troll hilts his massive cock in her pussy.
“Yes! Yes! I will breed you! I will have your womb! AARRRRR!” Kergel throws back his head, howling into the night as his bollocks twitch and I can see the root of his cock throbbing. Mishanna wails with pleasure, moaning something incoherent about love as he fills her fertile womb with his potent seed. The curse of Zimon’s dungeon is working. My companion is being bred by the troll!
A cold jolt shoots through me as I realize what I have allowed to happen. It is too late to stop. Far too late to reverse what has happened. She is now seeded by the troll, so why not savor it? I bite my lip and hold back a cry of pleasure, desperately frigging my clit as Kergel finishes inside Mishanna’s depths. I watch the fat piston of his cock smeared with his frothy cream. So much cum that it overflows Mishanna’s cunt and drips down her back still bent into an awkward position.
I am still twitching with pleasure as Kergel unsheathes his cock from Mishanna’s creamy cunt and releases her from the mating press. She whimpers, dropping back into the grass, but slowly rolling into a sitting position. I realize, to my horror, that Kergel’s black eyes ar
e staring right at me. He breaks into a fanged smile.
“You returned,” he rasps. “Back to have a turn?”
“No! NO!” I cry, scrambling backwards and tripping over my discarded boots.
The struggle is brief. Unarmed and nearly naked, the troll makes short work of me. I try to sit up as he rips open my blouse and I find myself staring at Mishanna’s dripping cunt. She grabs the back of my head and pulls my face between her shapely thighs. A thrust of her hips and I am smothered by the freshly-fucked mess of her pussy, foamy troll cum spilling into my mouth and down my chin.
I can’t help myself. I lick and gag at the same time, pleasuring Mishanna’s pussy as she pins me against her slimy folds. Kergel moves behind me, raising my hips and rubbing his huge cock at the swollen folds of my pussy.
“You will be even tighter than the elf,” he chuckles. “Try to be calm, human. This may hurt.”
“Please,” I mewl. “Please, don’t.”
My words are smothered by Mishanna’s cunt as she grinds against my face, smearing troll cum and her nectar all over my lips and chin. I lick her and suck her, swallowing the salty spunk that spills into my mouth. I feel degraded, but I cannot help but moan with pleasure as Kergel wanks his cock against my tender opening. His maleness feels impossibly huge. Like it will hurt me. Like it might just kill me.
The pain is very real as he grabs my slender waist in his huge claws and pulls me back onto his cock, impaling me on most of his length. I feel the sharp pinch of my body stretched to its limits. He fucks me insistently, without relenting, battering his knobby hips against my firm bottom and burying enough of his length inside me that his balls swing against my clit.
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