The eve of a new war

Sylvie was dressing herself after being roughly fucked by me. She had fastened her bra back on, shielding her breast from my view, her panties travelled up her delectable legs, and struggled to get her rear end in the confines of the material. I made sure that she was supplied with panties that were just too small, to emphasise her curves, and make her more enticing. Her underwear would no doubtably become stained from my cum, that was leaking out of her pussy.

Melantha was dutifully cleaning my cock once I had spent my seed inside Sylvie. My elven thrall was stark naked, her huge tits were pressed against my muscular thighs as she bobbed her head on my shaft. Her fat ass was high in the air, as if anticipating someone to mount her. She greedily slurped up the slick juices left behind from Sylvie’s aroused pussy. I liked how obedient and quick to please Melantha was, she is the perfect thrall, barely speaking, no resistance from her whatsoever. Just ready to suck my cock at the click of my fingers, or get on all fours to be pounded into like the bitch she is.

I rested on the bed, my hands behind my head and admired the erotic sight before me. Of Melantha sucking on my huge wolvir cock, of Sylvie in her tight underwear that threatened to burst from her ample curves. And of Elle, watching me in the corner, as she wore no clothing, and her face red from arousal. The scribe, Hera was between her legs as she obediently licked and lapped at the hairy pussy.

Elle cooed and purred as Hera seemed to be hitting the right spots, Elle’s hand was gripping her hair, pushing her face into her wet twat.

“That’s it, bitch!” Elle gasped loudly. “Eat that pussy.” Hera obliged as she kept up her work on Elle’s glorious cunt, making Elle moan in a satisfied approval.

I liked how Elle was taking charge here, making Hera eat her out and calling her a ‘bitch’ turned me on. And the way Elle was looking at me with her seductive eyes, as we both were being orally performed on. I knew she wanted me to eat her cunt instead, with the way she bit her lip and adorned me with her gaze.

I took a handful of Melantha’s chestnut locks, and **** her down deeper on my cock, never breaking eye contact with Elle. She seemed to approve of my rough handling of the thrall. Melantha began to **** and splutter on my length, her gag reflex kicking in as her throat tried to accommodate the large invader. I looked down to see Melantha struggling, her eyes now red and streaking her cheeks with tears. She made no attempt to pull herself off, preferring myself to be satisfied than her ability to breathe. She eventually managed to control herself, and worked through the obstacle of breathing and deep-throating me at my pace.

Good bitch! Good thrall!

Elle had become impatient and too aroused at the sight before her, and pushed Hera away from her saliva slicked and moist slit. She swayed towards me, a wicked grin etched on her mouth. She climbed into the bed and swung her thick thighs to straddle my face. I was instantly greeted with the aroused aroma and sweet taste of her pussy as she lowered herself onto me. I brought my hands to grab at her plump ass cheeks, taking a firm hold as I lapped at her wet twat. I ran my tongue at her labia lips, the taste of her irresistible and sweet nectar began to flood my mouth and coating my furry maw with her juices. Her red bush of pubic hair was tickling my nose, her moans elevating as she massaged her heavy breasts. I could feel she was about to cum.

Elle reached down to grip at my fur and ears as she ground her pelvis into my mouth. Her climax imminent as I felt Melantha continue to suck at my dick. Elle screamed out in pleasure as she quivered and shook atop of me, my balls churned as I could feel my own release approaching.

I shot another load of my wolvir sperm into Melantha’s mouth, she swallowed it eagerly. Elle kept riding my face, her wetness now coated my muzzle.

A knock on the door was heard with an urgent and loud hit, someone demanded my attention.

Elle quickly got off from me and covered her naked body with the sheets, as she didn’t want human eyes to see her nude visage, believing only I should see her in this state. Melantha withdrew her lips off my cock with an audible pop, my semen began to run down her chin. She made no effort to conceal her nakedness, but looked straight at the door. Hera remained on the floor, still in a daze of disbelief that she had been performing oral sex on a woman for the first time.

Sylvie opened the door enough to see who was on the other side. Melantha and Elle were massaging the muscles of my chest, arms, abdominals and thighs, showing how enamoured they were with my body to the man behind the door. Melantha even gave my softening dick gentle and attentive kisses.

It was one of the Steelton soldiers.

“Your grace.” He said through the door. “The king needs your presence in the council. The Ghanral have begun their invasion.”

I made a swift effort to ready myself, donning my light armour and great-axe. Elle also dressed herself for battle, even though it had been some time since she participated in a conflict, she had kept up with practice and wished to join me in this new war.