Monaa

'Finally' Monaa thinks. 'I don't ever think I've needed it this badly before.' Monaa quickly returns to her room, locking the large wooden door behind her. She takes off her wet robe and hangs it over the stool near the desk. She's now naked exept for her panties. She takes a moment to caress her arms and her belly, admiring her body along the way. She is proud of her nearly flawless blue skin. No freckles or moles anywhere. She brushes over the scar on her left thigh. Left there by the firm kick of a forest strider she encountered when her pod first crashed on Azuremyst. A painful memory.

She sit on the bed and removes the wrappings from her legs, admiring her black-hoofed feet. Just like her horns, they are a perfect shade of black. A source of envy for many of her peers when she studied magic. Most of theirs were shades of faded black or even grey, but hers shone with an inky blackness. She lies down on the bed. The soft fabric feels amazing on her skin and a tingle runs down from her neck, along her spine, all the way to the tip of her leathery tail, which twitches in reponse.

No longer able to hold herself back, she brings one of her hands to her breasts. She squeezes her soft globes for a bit and then moves on to rolling her diamond-hard nipples between her fingertips. Meanwhile she closes her eyes and brings her other hand to her panties, rubbing her pussy through the soaked fabric. She takes her finger and puts it in her mouth. 'yeah, that's definitely not from the rain' she thinks. She return her hand to her panties, applying more pressure this time.

She imagines she is in a cave, her companions sleeping a few feet away, when suddenly she is staring into the innocent face of the blonde paladin. "Can't sleep either, huh? Me too." "I can think of a way to pass the time and relax at the same time. But we have to be quiet, so the others don't hear us." Monaa says as she rolls closer to Lirra and pulls her face in for a sensual kiss. When Monaa tries to push her tongue past the soft lips of her closest friend, she finds resistance. "But my vows... I can't..." Lirra whispers in her ear. Monaa shivers and puts her hand inside her panties, the warm wet fabric and her warm skin caressing her hand from two sides.

"Fuck your vows." Monaa whispers to her imaginary lover. "And then you can fuck me." Monaa kisses the blonde again, this time gaining access with her tongue. The paladin's tongue tentatively seeks out hers, but gains more enthousiasm every second. Monaa puts her hand under the paladins shirt and starts squeezing her friend's supple breasts. They are bigger than hers, C-cup at least, and perky and soft at the same time. The paladin's tongue-play intensifies and Monaa sees this a signal to take things a bit further. She shoves her hand slowly into the paladin's leather pants.

Her friend's tongue stops moving for a minute. Monaa pulls back from the kiss: "Shhh... Just let it happen" and she playfully bites her ear. A loud moan escapes Lirra's lips. "Don't be so loud, lover. You'll wake the others. Unless, you want them to watch?" Monaa smiles mischievously. Her fingers reach Lirra's moist folds. Circling her engorged clit and teasing the edges of her pussy. In real lfe, Monaa lies in the bed repeating the actions her imaginary counter-part is doing to Lirra. Her breathing speeds up ans she lets loose a few small moans.

"Say it." Monaa tells Lirra. "Tell me you want this." Lirra moans. "I can't... I shouldn't... Oh by the Light. Yes! Put your fingers in me." Monaa smiles a wicked smile and obeys, plunging her fingers into Lirra's soaking vagina. Back in the temple Monaa puts her own fingers in her aching cunt. First one, then two and finally three. Anyone listening at the door would have heard her moaning and talking to her imaginary lover.

"Yeah, you like that don't you? You're not a paladin or an adventurer. You're just a slut. My slut. My big blonde innocent paladin slut." Monaa moans into Lirra's ear, sticking out her tongue and licking around her ear and neck. "Yes! I'm yours! Just don't stop." "You're my what?", Monaa asks, briefly stopping her movements with her fingers. "I'm your slut. Your paladin slut. Fuck the Light! I'll only worship you from now on." "Good girl", Monaa purrs. "And good girls get rewarded." Lirra stiffens as she feels something caressing her other hole.

In her room, Monaa writhes on the bed, her tail curving backward and pointing to her puckered blue asshole. The tail slowly enters her asshole and she arches her back as it penetrates deeper. "So close" she moans. Back in her fantasy, Lirra's eyes move up in her head as her tail penetrates the last unsoiled hole of the once innocent paladin. "Monaa, Goddess! I'm cumming!" Her body starts spasming, covering Monaa's hands with copious amounts of love juice.

In the temple, Monaa copies her imaginary lover's actions. Her back aches as she pushes her tail deeper that it has even gone before. Her fingers putting pressure on the inside of her dripping Draenei pussy. A squelching sound travels around the room as well as a deep gutteral moan. Fluids spray from her pussy, most being caught by her hand and soaking panties, but some spraying past and landing on the silken sheets and even the stool further from the bed, where her robe is unsuccessfully trying to get dry.

After what seems like minutes, her body relaxes and she falls back to the bed. 'That's the best orgasm I've ever had.' she thinks to herself. She smiles as in her imagination, she cuddles up with her newly acquired paladin worshipper. 'I wish you were real. I wish this was real' she murmurs to herself.