City of Opportunities Epilewd – First Company Gathering [Erotic Content]

[Author's Note: Forgot to post this and CHYOA doesn't have a re-order tool, so I will solve this like this. Link back at the bottom goes back to the main story.]

Eldred grasped Avari’s horns. Doing so in lust and not anger was a small fantasy realized – for both of them if the gremlin’s aroused whimper was anything to go by. It was only the first step in a much larger fantasy.

“How do you feel about being tossed around?” he inquired. Though there was much to explore about being a dom, he fundamentally was certain that he didn’t want to just spring his kinks on unprepared partners. He would have been happy enough to fuck Avari in a vanilla fashion.

“Why don’t you try it out and see what happens?” she suggested, a bratty grin spreading over her dark lips. “If you got enough power in your tiny arms, that is.”

Eldred growled, then dragged the feisty shortstack away from the old wooden table and towards the bed. She made herself heavy, the heels of her shoes scraping over the concrete. She was heavy, certainly heavy enough to make his muscles protest, but the effort was enjoyable. More than just his desire to be on top, it activated a primal caveman instinct.

One more pull and Avari was fully on top of the bed. She dropped onto the camping mats, her skin subtly darkened by the excited flush. Eldred was on top of her in an instant, testing the limits of her comfort by pinning her down. She was strong for her size, but she was still a woman and his brawn kept her down.

“Feeling big and tough?” she teased him.

“Shut up,” Eldred growled back.

“Make m-“

Eldred mashed his lips on hers, stopping the sentence. He expected her to meet him with tongue immediately, only to find her oddly slow to react. Rather than pull back, he simply calmed his approach, gently guiding her into the proper rhythm of a shared kiss. How much a life could change in just a few weeks, from a virgin himself to being the one to teach a shortstack how to make out properly.

Avari took her position as the bottom, physically and mentally. It was he who dictated the pace of the opening and closing of their mashing lips. It was he who guided her tongue with his own, moving them in wanton circles. It was he who decided when to break the kiss, to carefully retreat while a string of saliva was stretched between their outstretched tongues.

“First kiss?” Eldred asked.

“…Was it that obvious?” Avari muttered, golden eyes dashing to the side. “I mean… ten-year-olds fooling around counts, right?”

“Not really,” Eldred denied.

Avari chuckled. “Ass.”

Eldred leaned back in, claiming her lips a second time. He hadn’t had enough of her taste. She had showered before coming here, cleansing herself with soaps whose fresh, flowery scents were pleasantly subtle. A note of mint carried in the sweetness of her mouth.

When he broke the kiss, she subtly whimpered. “I don’t know what you’re bashful about,” Eldred whispered. “I’m a guy. We like virgins.”

“I just am, okay?!” the gremlin shot back.

“Time to kiss you into submission. Nyx, care to help me?”

“Whatever you want, Eldred,” his banshee cooed, having watched from the edge of the camping mats. Invited, she hovered forwards, bending towards Avari’s lips with tender grace. Though the gremlin remained a bit embarrassed, desire overcame her and she leaned up eagerly. Lips of black and dark grey met. Sapphic was their kiss and quiet were their gasps, two submissives trying their best to be assertive and failing enticingly.

Eldred’s focus was elsewhere.

The tank top that covered Avari’s chest was a work of art. Not because of its own properties, being a plain, white thing, but because of the way her tits laid beneath it. With the shortstack on her back, her breasts had parted. They were wonderfully firm, rising notably from the rest of her petite frame despite the pull of gravity. Her nipples poked through the fabric. She wasn’t wearing a bra. All that separated him from these tits (tits he had fantasised about extensively since meeting her) was that flimsy bit of cloth.

Following his impulses, he grasped one shoulder strap with both hands and tore it apart. It was satisfying to destroy this barrier to his bounty, so satisfying he immediately did it again for the other strap. Then, he grabbed the shirt by the edge of the cleavage window. Just the sensation of her tits under his knuckles set off a cascade of reward systems in his brain. Her skin was as smooth as polished gold, firm and yet soft, like a pillow crafted by the god of comfort.

He needed more.

He needed to see them.

The tank top resisted his attempt to tear it. All he managed to do was yank Avari up awkwardly, breaking the lesbian kiss. “Oh you… dick!” Avari complained when she finally realized that he had been tearing her clothes apart. “I didn’t bring anything else!”

“You won’t need your clothes under my employ,” Eldred stated.

“Oh… fuck… Oh!” A powerful shudder ran through the gremlin. It was enough to make her tits sway, enough to make her thighs jiggle, enough to make her plump ass rise from the mat and drop back down with an audible thud. The tip of her tail swished from side to side, pushing the sleeping bag with the force of the motion. “What are you going to do to me, huh?” she challenged.

Eldred had initially meant to point out that she didn’t need her clothes anymore because he had already bought a secretary outfit for her. Sensing that she was looking for another kind of treatment, he kept that revelation for after.

“I’m going to make you my little sex toy,” he growled, renewing his attempt to rip open her shirt. “I’ll use you to satiate my desires.”

“Oh yeah?” she hissed. “You think you’re man enough to just… use me like your cocksleeve?”

Eldred grinned, that was exactly the kind of desire he was learning to play into. “Yeah.”

Nyx gave the pointy ear of the gremlin a nibble. “And you will be such a pretty ornament for his cock.”

Avari couldn’t quite keep up the bratty play. Her eyelids fluttered, then closed, the fantasy clearly getting to her. “Oh… fuck me…”

“That’s the plan,” Eldred allowed himself a simple joke, then clenched his teeth. With a final tug, the collar of her top finally gave. With the first thread fraying, the others yielded swiftly. Eldred ripped the entire shirt open along the length of her torso. Since the shoulder straps were already done, all he had to do then was part her ruined shirt like the cover of a book. The contents only put one word in his male brain: ‘Tits.’

Enormous, shortstack tits. Bouncy, bountiful breasts. Huge, jiggly, firm, round sweater puppies. Ample shoulder boulders. Vast tracts of grey land, twin hills crowned by grey-purple areolas, their centres pointed. They were entirely natural, their size causing them to part, spilling to the left and right of the upper torso they entirely dominated.

Eldred’s brain went into a short-circuit. In his entire life, he had dreamt of seeing tits this huge and all he could do now was to oblige what every fibre of his being wanted. His hands were the first to know the glory of touching those tits. His knuckles had been blessed, but his palms were practically anointed by the honour of sinking into that firm, pliable meat. His thumbs brushed over her nipples.

Avari cried aloud as if he had just dragged his tongue over her clit.

Nyx took that as her signal to get back to making out with the shortstack. Truthfully, Eldred did not care either way. Her muffled moans were as hot as her open ones and he was still mesmerised. Giving those huge tits a squeeze, he pushed them together, then released them. In his mind, he heard the ‘boing, boing, boing’ of them jiggling back into a resting position. He placed his hands on the sides again and pushed them together again – this time with his face buried in her cleavage.

It was heaven. It was pure, total tit-heaven. Yes, the best breasts were breasts he got to touch, but he could not lie: he liked them big. All of his face – no, the entire front of his head, was covered in the softness of her tits. The only hardness he knew came from her nipples. All of his mind was being wrapped in a cotton layer of dreams and hopes as he wiggled his face in that cleavage.

The only reason he managed to pull away from heaven was that he wanted to do so much more to her.

That and he needed to breathe.

In a flash of hunger, he latched onto her nipple. Avari bucked up under him, the softness of her left tit pressing into his chin. There was no mistaking the spasming of her tiny frame: she was getting off on him sucking on her areola. A loving bite made her scream into her kiss. Nyx pressed down to keep her sapphic partner pinned as best she could.

Eldred showered the twin mountains in kisses. He wanted to commit every centimetre of the grey, bouncy landscape to memory, but even a recollection a split second old seemed inadequate compared to the real thing. He faintly felt her drumming heart through the mass of her chest. He clearly felt the shivers of her post-orgasmic haze.

With a final lick over a nipple, he managed to depart from her tits. As mesmerised as he was, he could not resist his own urges for much longer. His cock ached, reminding him of the days he had spent anticipating this occasion.

He pulled back, drinking in the rest of Avari’s short and stacked frame. The way her enormous breasts dominated her torso was simply awe-inspiring. Her midriff was nice and flat beneath them, a hint of abs moving beneath the taut skin. The lower curves of her tits were practically adjacent to the flare of her hips. The gym shorts clung to her so tightly that Eldred could already make out the shape of her swollen mons.

He grabbed the waistband and yanked her pants off of her. There was no underwear downstairs either. A deliciously gooey string stretched and swiftly broke between her legs during the rapid undressing. The shorts glided over her thick thighs smoothly before getting tossed to the side.

Avari’s slit was a pinkish-purple shade of grey, darker but still of the same general colour as her nipples. She was beyond wet, so wet that Eldred was confident he could skip exploring her with his tongue for another day. He would still do it, for he quite enjoyed making Nyx sing and expected that enjoyment to extend to other women. All the same, he was thankful he did not have to do it today. His own lust required attention.

Eldred got onto his feet. “Nyx, strip, then help me out of these.” He tugged on his sleeve, as if a suit was a complicated thing to remove. “Avari – suck me off.”

“Yes, Eldred,” Nyx sang those two words, her lips wet after the prolonged kiss.

“You can ask a little nicer,” Avari groaned.

Eldred wiggled his jaw for one moment, contemplating whether the response that came to mind was the right one. The doubt was fleeting, his daring won out like it always did. “You won’t talk unless I allow you to talk, toy.”

Avari’s mouth opened wide in shock, but all that left her was a prolonged moan. Rising to her full height in front of him, her golden eyes snapped from his hard expression to the bulge of his equally hard cock.

“Suck me off,” he repeated.

Without another word, Avari stepped in front of him. Trembling hands undid his belt, pulling the expensive leather from the waistband. She respectfully let it drop to the mattress, then tilted forwards. She was fumbling with the button, struggling to grip the zipper, and interrupting her panting only to gulp in clear anticipation.

‘I think the luckiest part of these past two weeks has been to run into such absolute nymphos,’ Eldred thought. ‘Heavens and Hells, I love submissive nymphos.’

Avari was just a centimetre away from pressing her nose against his bulge. Standing at barely over a metre tall, the shortstack was at the exact height to get smacked by his cock when she finally freed it. The meaty length hit her face with its length. Both of them groaned at the impact. Avari was stunned, giving the manhood the same cross-eyed look Nyx had given it the first time. She remained stunned.

Eldred did not have the patience to wait. He grabbed both of her horns and dragged her up the length. She had just enough presence of mind to extend her tongue, moaning as she tasted him. She opened wide, displaying her throat for him to use.

Hoping for the best and too horny to consider the worst, Eldred advanced into her hot mouth. His large cock looked positively massive, barely fitting between her pearly teeth. Nervous shivers discontinued as he pushed deeper, turning into an eager stillness.

“Fuck,” Eldred muttered. The head of his cock bumped against the back of her throat, to no other reaction than fluttering eyelids. He kept on pushing, penetrating deeper, making her neck bulge. His cock was painfully hard, throbbing inside her as he made her take him all the way to the base. A victorious glow filled his soul, holding her there like that.

She tapped his leg a couple of times, growing more urgent rapidly. He registered his mistake quickly and pulled back. His cock sprung free, shining with her saliva. “I still… need… air!” she coughed.

“Sorry,” Eldred apologized immediately. His gaze drifted over to Nyx, who orderly folded the last of her clothes. Having a submissive that both got off on having her throat used and did not need to breathe had gotten him in a habit. “I’ll be more careful.”

“Just don’t be too careful… I mean, you better!” Avari responded in a flirtatious and then a bratty tone.

‘Little bit of consensual abuse goes a long way with this one.’ Smirking, he pulled her back towards his cock.

Avari acted as if she didn’t want his dick back down her throat for all of two seconds, then opened up wide. While he pushed his length back down her throat, he let go of one of her horns. Putting his arm around Nyx as she hovered close, he pulled his banshee into a deep embrace. Kissing one woman while fucking the face of another was pure delight.

He remembered not to overstay his welcome this time, gliding out of the gremlin’s throat until she had the room to breathe. That did not mean he fully left her warm mouth immediately though. “Put those lips around my cock,” he instructed the natural yet virgin comfort hole. She did as he demanded immediately, providing a nice, tight ring that massaged the upper third of his cock while he thrust against her tongue.

When he finally popped out of her mouth, she panted, “You do… have pretty… strong hands.”

Eldred smirked and rolled his shoulder. The week spent walking and hauling around the backpack in the mines had done a lot to harden his stamina and the days after dragging the Cannibal Golem back had done even more. The muscle aches he had experienced had since settled. The nutrient bars they had devoured had added to his core.

“I thought I had told you that toys do not speak without permission?” Eldred did not wait for Avari to respond, instead dragging her back forwards. This time, her mouth parted without delay.

Back and forth, manhandling her by the horn, Eldred guided her while his hips did the rest. He was getting a little more brazen with every repetition of the movement. Caution born from his initial overstep was counteracted by growing familiarity.

Nyx fulfilled her earlier order between loving kisses. Her finger hooked under his collar, pressing downwards. The buttons of his shirt popped one after another. They were metal things, snapping shut with a bit of physical pressure and loosened by the same. He favoured that kind of attire over the fidgety buttons that had to be threaded through a hole.

The banshee pulled his jacket and now open shirt off his shoulders. A clear moan vibrated in Avari’s throat, her eyes locked to the defined midriff now in front of her. There was much growing Eldred could still do, he was certain of it, but the combination of natural leanness and recent workouts manifested in something the shortstack clearly loved seeing. Like his nose, all the other injuries had been healed. Not even a scar remained.

Nyx hovered away to fold his suit as orderly as she had folded her own clothes. In that brief interim, Eldred grabbed Avari by both horns again. He dared to thrust into the depth of her throat. Once, twice, thrice, each time shoving the entirety of his iron-hard erection down to the base into her sleeve of a mouth. Avari’s muffled moans coaxed him to do more. He remained fully inside her for a couple of seconds before trembles advised him to retreat. Past the back of her head, he saw her fat ass wobble. Involuntary spasms betrayed just how close she was when he pulled back out.

She wasn’t quite as sensitive as Nyx was, but she definitely had more than ‘flexible insides’.

“How do you like being used like this, mhm?” Eldred teased. “Because it looks like you love it.”

“It’s… okay, I guess,” Avari drawled in the least convincing tone. “Maybe do a little more?”

“Only if you ask me to.” Eldred raised one foot, then the other, letting Nyx fully remove his pulled down pants. All three of them were naked now.

“Psh, please, fucking me is your honour!”

Eldred’s dismissive glare made the gremlin shudder. Despite being on the edge of orgasm, she still found it in her to be so bratty. Despite being quite close himself, Eldred similarly found it in him to deny her. A fact made much easier because he had an alternative.

A swift shove sent Avari falling onto the pillows. “Oy!” she complained, only to be completely ignored.

“Nyx, on all fours.”

“Yes, Eldred!” Enthusiasm spun a lustful melody under the forlorn woman’s voice. She dropped to the ground without hesitation, wiggling her shapely ass invitingly. Under the wide eyes of Avari, Eldred positioned himself behind his banshee. He gave her ass a swat, just because it felt right. Moaning aloud, Nyx curved her back to further emphasise her bubble butt. Her dripping wet pussy sat at the centre of her swollen mons, a third, lesser hill between the spheres of her derriere.

Rubbing the engorged head of his cock against her, he teased the banshee for only one moment before pushing inside. He groaned as he penetrated her. Unlike that first time, she was every bit as hot as a truly alive woman. He may not have minded the lack of warmth the first time, but he could not lie – this was better.

Nyx cried out in delight when he had barely begun to penetrate her. She was tighter than usual as well, making his advance a delectably slow affair. Muscles pressed velvety folds against his sensitive length. When he was finally all the way inside her, his banshee threw her head back and howled into their derelict home.

“You are sensitive today!” Eldred pressed out, his vocal cords tense as his entire being fought against the inevitable release. “Do you love watching me dom other women?”

“Yes!” the banshee cried. “Oh yes, I do!”

At the side, Avari clenched the pillow under her ass with both hands. “Fuck…” she muttered, so turned on she forgot to even pleasure herself as she watched Eldred draw his hips back.

The brat was kept at the sideline, not even worthy of a stray gaze, while Eldred gripped Nyx’s hourglass figure by the pinch of her waist. He began taking her with swift, hard thrusts. The combined lubrication of Avari’s spit, his precum and Nyx’s juices overcame her gripping tightness.

Pleasure overwhelmed the banshee within moments. Her upper body fully collapsed. The side of her head rested on her crossed forearms. Her ass swayed back and forth while it took every thrust. Too close for any less, Eldred bent over her. He repositioned himself, boxing in her smooth legs with his own. His chest pressed against her gracefully shaped back. His hands found her tits. Even having known the glory of Avari’s enormous bags of hopes and dreams, he still loved the sensation of the medium-sized mounds resting on his palms.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! YEEEEEEEEEEES!” Nyx’s aristocratic air was entirely defeated by the rutting thrusts that followed. She screamed like a slut that only lived for the cock, his cock. Spasming muscles attempted to buck up beneath him, always kept in place by his superior brawn. The clap of his groin against her heart-shaped pillow of an ass echoed in the room.

Eldred would make sure this kind of sound would be a constant in his office.

The gushing of Nyx’s cunt was ceaseless. She was shivering top to bottom, entirely at his mercy. She still found ways to wiggle her ass for his pleasure, to moan with the honest ecstasy he wished for her to feel. He kissed the back of her neck and the side of her face, studied her fluttering eyelids, then groaned deeply as his own bliss reached its climax.

Cum rushed up his shaft, pumping into her depths in thick strands. Receiving his essence made her blue eyes roll up until they were barely visible. Eldred only saw that ecstatic expression while his entire being filled with the resonance of cumming inside his banshee. Every spurt was a renewed liberation and conquest of the ghost lady. Filling her up, making her squirt while she tasted his life energy, was his duty and privilege.

“This is what you could have had.” In the ebbing of his orgasm, Eldred acknowledged Avari’s existence again. “If you had been a good little toy and obeyed.” Inch by inch, he glided out of Nyx’s cunt. The tight grip of the entrance milked the last drops of the load into her, leaving her pussy gaping from his girth. Walls twitched in aftershocks. “Now, will you be a good girl or not?”

Avari stared, her expression vacant. Half-lidded eyes smouldered. Lips were softly parted, her panting barely audible. Gears turned slowly in the gremlin’s head. Pussy juices soaked her seat. A wanton shiver ran through her, finally restarting her mind.

“I’ll be good, Master,” she surrendered.

Demands of biology had seen Eldred’s cock turn flaccid. That singular word had his blood reverse course. All of a sudden, he was back to complete rigidity, ready to continue without break.

“Nyx, on your back,” he ordered, his voice firm as steel.

Even in her post-orgasmic throws, his banshee noticed his sudden display of vigour. Instantly, she adjusted her verbiage. “Yes, Master,” she cooed. The word was uttered not just as a title but as a reverent surrender to the hierarchy in this bedroom. If it had been possible to get any harder, he would have.

Legs spread, his banshee watched him pick up Avari again. The brat squeaked, finally and fully obliging his demand not to speak. Having been forced to watch had finally broken her spirit, it seemed. Eldred hoped that she would revert to her usual self after he was done with her. Her feigned resistance had been charming and made what came next all the sweeter.

The absurdly fat ass of the shortstack was displayed in all of its glory before Eldred. He drank in the sight and gave it a nice swat as he had done for Nyx. The sinful meat rippled, not settling for several seconds. Avari’s tail coiled around his lingering arm. An instinctual begging not to let go.

Eldred was way too horny to consider that anyhow. He aligned his cock with her virgin slit, the dark grey of her lower lips glistening in daylight that fell in through the old window. He looked massive next to her size, yet regular compared to her enormous bubble butt. He had seen enough porn featuring shortstack species to know that this would fit. It was a common rumour that goblins, gnomes, halflings, and similarly-sized species were all natural size queens. A rumour he had since gotten confirmed.

The tightness was beyond incredible. The first two attempts to penetrate her glided away. Choosing his angle carefully, holding his cock in position with his hand, Eldred managed to push past the first few centimetres. Once his shaft began to glide into her, he could concentrate on the sensation.

The folds all around him were so much denser than Nyx’s. The demon’s walls were a constantly shifting sleeve of heat and wetness. Her moans were quiet, disappointingly so, as if his cock was not enough for her. That, as it turned out, was simply the foreplay to how a shortstack’s pussy reacted to big dick.

Less than halfway inside her, he bottomed out against her cervix. The firm endpoint presented a spot that normally should not be hit, Eldred knew that much. Battering that innermost spot was only pleasurable in the masochistic heat of a moment, otherwise it was a painful experience.

Not so for the gremlin. The second the head of his cock kissed her womb was the second a sudden and violent orgasm tore through her. Her entire body turned rigid, her pussy clenched as she marked the mat with more of her dripping juices.

Following his intuition, Eldred continued to push. The flexible insides that had been advertised manifested gloriously. He could feel her insides rearrange to make room for his member. The dense tightness of her walls stretched out, massaging the length of his member. Erogenous zones hidden in the folds were exposed to his hardness. Eldred heard that fact in the ever-louder cries of the broken brat.

‘So this makes shortstacks natural size queens – the bigger the dick, the more they feel it,’ the Master of the company thought with a huge grin.

When he was fully inside her, the stretched out insides felt quite similar to Nyx’s, yet different in the ways he assumed every woman felt different. The texture, the clenching of her folds, the sensitive spots, they were all similar but different. To let her grow accustomed to his size, he remained just as he was.

His left arm, free from the hugging coil of her tail, reached down to grip the back of Avari’s head. “Get a taste of what is to come – show me you can get along very well with your fellow… sex slaves.” The word crossed his lips after an anticipating shudder. Both of them swooned at the titling of their position. Avari bent down.

After her first kiss, the face fucking and the deflowering of her pussy, Avari lost her virginity of providing oral to another woman as well. Nyx moaned wantonly as the long tongue of the shortstack travelled up her cunt. It did not stay at a singular lap. Like a bitch in heat, Avari licked the trickling of her Master’s seed from Nyx’s pussy, then penetrated as deeply as she could, searching for more.

“We share… in Master’s essence!” Nyx cried lustfully, a depraved smile on her black lips that not even the burned-in trails of black tears on her white face could diminish. “Pleasure me… Ah!… show Eldred how happy we are to be the beginning of his harem.”

Avari giggled like the happy toy she was. A long gasp immediately followed. Eldred pulled back, retreating from her tight grip, then pushed back into her. Her pussy remembered his shape, making this second penetration easier. Though the ecstasy of having her insides rearrange to fit him was gone, when he reached the end of the tunnel, she all but came instantly again.

Shortstacks, or at least Avari, turned out to be very simple to please. All Eldred had to do was to give in to his primal instincts and slam into her depths as often and as hard as possible. Not only was making her his cocksleeve the mentally rewarding thing to do, it also got her off fiercely and repeatedly. Eldred accelerated further and further, each stroke easier than the last.

Plap.

Her ass was a perfect cushion. A squishy layer over a hard core, a fusion that the gods that crafted the mortal races had perfected so long ago, manifested with a perfection above perfection in this plump, jiggly bubble butt.

Plap. Plap. Plap.

Avari was a moaning, groaning mess of a gushing hole. Licking Nyx’s cunt was a second priority to her, a fact that his banshee did not mind. The occasional stimulation was just a small bonus to her pleasure. ‘I believe they call this a cuckqueen?’ Eldred thought, drinking in the transfixion Nyx had for watching him plough another woman.

Plap. Plap. Plap. Plap. Plap.

Avari was drenched. Her pussy was leaking, her skin shining with a sheen of sweat. Eldred himself felt the heat on his skin, a much stronger sensation than the continued icy pain from keeping Nyx active. The latter sensation had diminished over the days as his strength and thus vitality grew. It let him bask fully in the glory of scattering droplets of pussy juice and sweat whenever he impacted her glistening cheeks.

Avari threw her head back, another orgasm adding to the chain. Her golden eyes rolled up, leaving her eyes almost entirely black. The coiling of her tail became almost painful. The constriction of her pussy was fantastic.

Staying deep inside her, Eldred closed his eyes and just basked in the velvet glove around his cock. The twitching of her muscles and the soft embrace of her depths. Even the twitching in her depths was enough to make her cry out from the tiny stimulation of her cervix.

To distribute the love a bit and to give her a moment to breathe, Eldred pulled out of Avari when her spasms abated. A little nudge was enough to make her roll to the side, gasping for air. She released his arm with a conscious effort, shooting him a heated glance that was equal parts thankful for the break and wanton for more. She licked her lips, tasting the last traces of his seed and Nyx’s honey.

Eldred approached his banshee. “Want to sample a new taste?” He gestured at his manhood, soaked in the juices of the gushing gremlin.

“If you will grant me this pleasure, Master!” Nyx practically shot up, only to catch Eldred making a simple turning gesture with his finger. Catching his intent instantly, she immediately dropped back down, putting herself on her back, facing him. Her wide-open mouth awaited him.

Black lips enveloped his cock with all of Nyx’s heated delight. Her tongue swirled around his cock. Her entire body trembled at the taste, a reaction second only to being filled with his seed. Her hand brushed over her flat stomach, stopping just short of reaching her unhooded clit.

Eldred pushed deeper into her. There was no other position that allowed him to orally penetrate her this deeply. From his view, her head was just her lower lip and her bulging neck. He pushed in deeper, making her mouth into another hole for him to fuck. At the same time, he did what her own hand did not dare to do.

Nyx’s hips bucked up into the air, grinding against his palm just as he curved two fingers into her. He adjusted the angle twice before finding the familiar spot at the roof of her well-fucked pussy. Sensitive as his banshee was, there was more to wiping out her thoughts than just putting his cock into her. Pride demanded he display skill alongside vigour. Reality acquiesced to his aim.

Fingering her pussy and fucking her throat, he turned Nyx into a spasming mess within seconds. Back and front, he worked at a rapidly accelerating pace. Then, he slowed gradually, leaving her teetering at the edge. He fully stopped. Then, he accelerated again, going even faster than before. The merciless smacking of his balls against her face was a percussive beat beneath her muffled screams.

The spasms became uncontrollable. Her hips shot up, then all of her tensed up. Her lower body was vibrating, gyrating, moving unpredictably, yet Eldred kept fingering her at a blurry pace. The screams around his cock had him groan, the vibrations almost as good as her venerating tongue desperately tasting every bit of him.

Explosively, pussy juice squirted from her cunt. The stream broke against his still moving hand, raining down on the camping mat beneath her trembling hips. A second release squirted unopposed, Eldred’s hands moving to Nyx’s tits while he made her deepthroat his full length several more times.

Before he could get too close to release, he pulled out of his comfort hole. Even in the still gushing state of afterglow, Nyx kept her lips nice and tight. Her noble face was turned into a whorish expression, her cheeks sucked in, her mouth extended as the sound of wet slurps filled the room. She did her utmost to keep her mouth vacuum tight until he popped out.

“Tha-ahn-k youuuu, Ma-ah-shter,” she slurred.

Eldred opened his mouth to say three words he should have said a while ago. He bit them back, keeping them for a more romantic moment. He gave her shapely breasts a parting squeeze.

“Caught your breath?” Eldred asked, to which Avari nodded. He grabbed her leg, dragging her in front of him. Was it necessary? No. Could he have just moved over to her? Yes. Was this hotter for both of them? Absolutely.

The shortstack had looked fantastic from behind, but she looked even better on her back. Even kneeling, he towered over her. A pillow underneath her elevated her a fair bit, making the angles at work a little easier on both of them. Too curious not to, Eldred put his cock on top of her. The base of his twitching shaft rested on her swollen mons, feeling the heat radiating from her sex. The tip oozed precum onto her chest, reaching the underside of her gorgeous twin mountains.

His cock was practically as long as a third of her entire torso. Seeing what had already been inside her once before compared to her diminutive size like that had Avari mouth the words ‘Oh Fuck!’ without actually speaking them. Eldred was similarly awed. It really put into perspective just how flexible her insides were.

Seeing her like this, so happily at his mercy, made his skin tingle and his manhood throb. He knew this was the final spurt and he was going to make it count. Grabbing her ankles, he bent her legs into the position that every man wanted to fuck a shortstack in. Judging by Avari’s throaty moans, it was also the position this shortstack desperately wanted to be put in.

Ankles pinned, ass curled up, tits squeezed between her legs, the shortstack was practically just a fat bottom and plump breasts. Everything else about her was covered by the jiggling ocean of flesh, everything except her face. Half-lidded eyes stared. Her mouth was open, her tongue extended. She was panting intensely, barely even focused on his cock as he pulled away to drink in the entire view. He adjusted his grip to her knee pits for comfort.

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“Let me be of aid.” Nyx settled above Avari, her slender fingers grasping the shortstack’s ankles in his stead. Locked in place by her fellow sex slave, Avari moaned and watched as Eldred grabbed his cock and once more aligned himself with her ready pussy.

Swift and hard, he penetrated her. The clapping impact made her thighs and tits jiggle. Eldred immediately needed to see more of it. Bent over her confined cleavage, he watched the massive mounds sway back and forth. Every impact was another ripple. If she hadn’t been so damn tiny, he would have sunk his face between those tits again immediately. Contorting his back that way while hammering her pussy was impossible.

Plap!

And he was hammering her – hard. He felt like he was at the very pinnacle of a runner’s high. The only thing his body knew how to do was continue. Every repetition of the hard thrusts was smoother than the last. He only slowed to adjust the position of his knees.

Plap! Plap! Plap!

Though Avari was crying in ecstasy once more, Eldred was not satisfied. He refused to let this be as simple as letting his cock size do all the work. Pride demanded his effort. Instincts raced, taking in every pitch of her repeated moans. He noted every reaction, every twitch of her short brows, of her pussy and tail gripping his cock and thigh respectively. By the end of today, he would know what made her tick. By the end of the week, he would know everything about her body!

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!” The primal shout tore from Avari’s throat after another adjustment. Locking in immediately, Eldred kept that angle. The finale of every thrust remained when the head of his cock kissed her womb, but the way he scraped along her insides was drawing from her louder and louder noises. Having found the magic spot, Eldred concentrated fully on delivering every thrust with mechanical precision.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Eldred needed to keep one hand on the floor to steady himself, but the other was free to venture where his face was not. Greedily he squeezed her huge tits. He pinched one of her nipples and twisted. Avari’s head flew back. Despite the size of the property, Eldred was convinced that the neighbours could hear the scream that echoed from her dark lips. Her pussy clenched around his manhood. Pussy juice squirted in repeated gushes.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Harder, faster, he continued to accelerate. The point of no return was fast approaching. It only took a bit of pale softness to enter his field of view for him to find Nyx’s nipple with his lips. Giggling with girlish delight, his banshee pushed her shapely chest into his face for his enjoyment. Face in the cleavage of one woman, fondling the tits of another, all while rutting into that second woman like a man possessed – there was nothing greater in the entire world.

Eldred descended one more time, then found his own muscles suddenly slip from his control. His hips continued to glide back and thrust forwards in small, rhythmless thrusts, while the cum rushed up his shaft. Avari needed nothing else to keep squirting. The manifest overload of her bliss soaked their joined sexes. Her scream went from loud to silent, her O-mouth incapable of giving voice to the depths of her delight.

Every jet of seed rushing up Eldred’s shaft was undiluted victory. Even more than defeating the Cannibal Golem, even more than the stacks of cash, filling up the brat-broken shortstack was the ultimate reward. He filled the court of her womb with his seed, spurt after spurt. His heart hammered hard in his chest. All of him was tense. The shifting, spasming walls milked every drop out of him.

All good things came to an end. This one gradually faded. The spurts grew weaker. The satisfaction hung around in his nervous system. He was clear of mind to watch Avari’s rolled up, dumb-fucked expression as the last of her multiple climaxes ran through her.

Eldred pulled out, his cock at half mast already. Two in a row was all he had in him for now… if he wished to expand his harem (and he did), he would need ways to overcome that human limitation.

For now, he collapsed next to Avari on the bed. Nyx settled on his shoulder within moments. He smirked at the banshee and the gremlin, though the latter was too out of it to notice. He truly had fucked her brains out.

Now, he took a well-deserved nap.