by TCELESBHSUP » Wed Apr 23, 2014 9:53 pm
Moko/Kura: The elf moans like an utter whore as her body's played with, her hands on the counter at either side of Sasha's head. Her cunt was incredibly tight at this point, stretched to its limits by the duo cocks inside of her. She shuddered in orgasm within seconds, tongue dropping out of her mouth and a very loud moan escaping her. You two were perfectly fine, however.
Alaena: Despite yourself, you actually find yourself enjoying this... The humiliation of this was turning you on, your snatch slowly moistening as you worked. The grunts and groans of the man you were sucking and stroking certainly didn't help with this. Taas curled up, giving a low whine, feeling your arousal and apparently disapproving. You soon felt two hands groping at your rear and stroking it, others grasping your breasts. One even dared to reach between your legs and begin rubbing you directly.
Lynxy: As soon as you beg, the men begin to roughly pound into your holes. More spanking followed, and your torso was pushed up a bit so that the man beneath you could access your chest, giving either nipple a kiss, a lick, a suckle and a gentle nip. The sounds of their balls slapping against you and the wet, lewd noises of your pussy being pounded filled the air, only serving to arouse you further. In perfect opposition, their hips rocked, so that when one pulled out, the other was shoving himself in, never leaving you wanting. Too much, at least.
Dnd: The guard, despite the truth in your words, didn't seem to believe you. He kept up a defensive posture, stepping back as you approach. "Keep your distance! And stay there! We'll wait until the lady wakes up to confirm your story, got it?" You could hear the slight panic in his voice- a green rookie. Or a coward. One of the two. It wouldn't surprise you if he was both.
Misc: The book that you picked up appears to be a cult bible of sorts- various rituals and suggested offerings to red dragons to appease them. Mostly involving treasures and the lives of innocents. Well, the library did stock literally any book. The next two didn't give you much more information apart from the fact that dragons could speak, their families tended to be one or two more matured dragons and two to five of their offspring. Their age classifications range from wyrmling to great wyrm. From what you've read... A shiver runs along your entire form at the prospect of being forced to do battle with a great wyrm, based on the sheer power described.
Kitty: Fang continued to lick and nip at the nape of your neck, panting happily as he rutted your rear hole. It seemed like this was his favourite for some reason or another- but you certainly weren't complaining. He was hitting all the right spots in there, and the feeling of his fuzzy balls slapping against your honey pot was more than enough to send you over the edge, the wolf not showing any signs of stopping even then. Every time you felt his knot bump against you, your desire to be tied to the beast grew... How nice it'd be to have all of that hot, thick wolf spoo filling you up!