The girls decide for him

Poor Jax was tongue-tied, blushing furiously. Hardly any blood was left over for his brain, most of it tightly packed in his quivering dick. Milla captured his mouth in lip-lock, her tongue exploring while Issande squatted on her haunches and kissed the tip of his dick. Jax shivered in pleasure. The Shadowdancer drooled spit over her fat tits before encasing them around his dick, which was long enough that she could still lick the head, while the Bard kept kissing his lips and face, running her fine fingers through his unruly mop of hair. Desperately, he grabbed Milla's breasts in both hands as his orgasm struck him like a lightning. Shuddering, he shot what felt like a gallon of cum over Issande's face and hair, until the surprised woman managed to close her lips over the tip of his cock. Working in unison, the two women led him to an empty bed, his legs twitching.

A chuckle from Gamla roused him. The other men hadn't wasted time and had instead bent the elves over the bed and were now taking them from behind - Gamla standing next to the bed, his knees bent while Connerad knelt on the bed. "Looks like our trap-man is on a short string!" The barbarian bellowed as he slapped the tiny elven booty. Issande was busy cleaning her face but Milla shot Gamla a dirty look. "Shut up, he's young and was a virgin. It's perfectly normal and I bet he'll be up for round two in mere moments!" To reinforce her message, she ran one finger over Jax's softening member.

"Uh, it's normal for me to be able to cum multiple times in short order?", Jax asked, confused. He had indeed been a virgin and wasn't sure what Milla meant.

"I said it, didn't I? And there we go", Milla answered smugly. And indeed, her handjob was effective - the dick in her hands was valiantly hardening. Without further ado, the Bard threw one leg over him. "Now don't move honey, you're too big to rush this", she commanded him, using one hand to guide his cock, the other pushing against his chest.

The half-elf beauty slid down his pole as slowly as a glacier. It was exquisite **** for Jax, who was sorely tempted to push his hips up, as her velvety pussy hugged more and more of him. Instead, he went for her round breasts, pinching her nipples and causing her to gasp in pleasure. In the background, he barely registered first Gamla yelling and then Connerad grunting, as they shot their seed into the elven twins. But that didn't matter - the only important thing was Milla and her sweet pussy, stretched out by his dick as her crotch finally made contact with him.

"By the Gods, I can't believe you got that horse cock all inside you Milla", Issande exclaimed. Her fingers tickled his heavy testicles. Jax fought hard to control himself - the pleasure was too much, he was barely keeping himself in check. And then Milla started riding him.

"And there we go again", Issande giggled as she felt the balls in her hands pulsating. Jax scrunched his eyes shut as he unloaded inside the half-elf. He really expected Milla to be sorely disappointed at him now and felt ashamed of his quick trigger. Instead she leaned over him, kissing him softly, rhythmically squeezing his dick with her pelvic muscles. In short order, he felt himself growing hard again.

"Sune's tits, he is blessed!" Issande let out as Milla started riding Jax again.

The two orgasms had taken the edge off - now Jax could fully enjoy the experience of Milla fucking him, her shapely bosom bouncing above his face, her snug pussy delightfully squeezing him, her moans growing more and more in volume and pitch. Issande moved over to his head, passionately kissing him, her hands running over his chest. His confidence growing by the moment, Jax moved his hips up as Milla came down, increasing the **** of their fucking.

"Come on Milla, ride the beast", Issande encouraged her friend. As if by command, the half-elf went rigid, wailing her soul out, before slumping over Jax, muscles twitching. Issande, her eyes large as saucers, let out a low whistle.

"Get off him you slut, it's my turn", she ordered, pulling Milla to the side, despite the weak protests of the latter. Jax had a grin that threatened to split his face. Issande apparently didn't care that Milla's juices were liberally coating his dick, for the muscled woman took her place and, with firm determination, sunk down the meaty pole, breathing hard. "Ooh that hit the spot", she moaned. Jax used the opportunity to play with her fat, tear-drop shaped tits, the brown nipples perkily staring him in the eye.

Issande alternated between grinding her pelvis against Jax with lifting her hips, creating a maelstrom of pleasure that kept him on the edge - just when Jax thought he was going to blow for the third time, Issande changed her technique and he realized he could keep going. Valiantly he kept up with the breast play, enjoying the chance to maul her massive mammaries to his heart's content. He was sure to leave red marks all over them. But all good things have to come to an end and eventually the Shadowdancer reached her peak, throwing her head back and screaming in pleasure. Her cunt squeezed Jax like a vice, which in turn set him off and he blasted inside her.

No sooner had the woman finished as the diminutive duo helped Issande off of Jax, their enigmatic eyes staring into his soul:

"Can you-", asked the one on the left, "-keep going?", finished the one on the right.