...Okay.

You gnaw on your lip slightly. There was a need growing in your belly, and it slowly began to spread until the fire was in your cheeks and in your mind. It had been too long since your last strictly consensual encounter. You deserve this! With a nervous smile, you gave Firewater a quick nod. Both of their faces broke into great big grins, and they quickly ushered you back into the tent. You suddenly realize how nervous you are. Facing down orcs in a battle to the **** hadn't made you as nervous as this, you wryly note to yourself as Firewater closes the tent flap after him.

Suddenly, you were alone with the two men. Both of them advance on you, and seeing that you seemed rather nervous, decided to take the initiative. Dancing Tide slowly moved in towards you and placed his hand on your cheek once again. This time he wasn't thanking you, instead guiding your face towards his in a slow smooch. Stifling a moan, you melted into his firm kiss, allowing him to press up against your plump, full lips with his own. Meanwhile Firewater began to unclasp your armour. He seemed to have some experience in this, and you dimly wondered if this was because he'd loot the armour off dead enemies, or was skilled at removing the armour of better equipped fighters in a battle. Soon enough you were standing in your cotton underclothes, pinned between the two men. Both had removed their leather armour without you noticing, and stood completely nude. Their dark skin shone in the dim light, and your eyes widened a little at the sight. Never before had you seen such a colour on a man.

You broke the kiss with Dancing Tide, letting out a sharp gasp as your lips parted. "Wow... You're both so... different." You murmured, slowly running delicate fingers along Tide's skin, feeling over the new markings he wore as proof of your healing abilities. Both men laughed at that. Firewater pressed up behind you, placing you firmly between them. "And you are different too Pale Goddess. So soft. Smooth and pale as milk." He murmured, running rough, calloused hands down your back. Your gaze slowly goes lower, and you see Dancing Tide's cock. It's as dark as the rest of him, half hard and poking between your legs. It's huge. Breath catching in your throat, your gaze quickly moves up to stare into Tide's face, which wears an awkward smile. You get the idea that Firewater is the elder of the two and is clearly more experienced and confident, especially considering that he's just pulled off your bra. Your fat, heavy cow tits jiggle out from their cotton prison, and each heavy, large nipple is swiftly groped and squeezed in Firewater's calloused hands. His rough fingers are the perfect contrast to your sensitive nipples, and make your eyes roll up a little and your knees grind together. "Mmph, such large tits. Fat, soft and round like a cow's." Firewater murmured. You scowl at that, though any protest you might have is silenced by your moaning. "You would be a perfect mother."

Not to be undone, Dancing Tide reached down and swiftly pulled down your underwear. You were fully nude now, and the sudden feeling of Firewater's mouth clamping down on your neck meant you were not much more than a shivering, moaning mess. Two more hands began roaming your body now, focusing on your slightly chubby belly and the top of your pubic mound, which had a simple strip of fiery red hair leading down to your most precious place. "Women at home are tough, lean and course. Here women are so soft..." Tide murmured to himself.

After a few minutes of being touched so mercilessly, enough that your legs feel like they could give out at any moment, You feel a steady pressure on your shoulders. Letting out a surprised "Ooh!", you suddenly find yourself on your knees, presented with two firm, hard, midnight black cocks. The cousins stood side by side in front of you, looking down expectantly. "You enjoyed our touch yes? Now it is time for us to enjoy."

You gulp, faced with those two dark, long cocks. It occurs to you that maybe you bit off a little more than you can chew. Both of your hands are placed on your soft, milky thighs, but slowly raise up to take hold of each cock. And you begin to stroke them both.