The female half-elf and one of the human males.

You regulate your breathing carefully and keep yourself as still and silent as possible as you watch the forest for those you'd sensed approaching. It doesn't take long for them to appear, the brush rustling as a pair of people come into the clearing. One is the female half-elf, her hair long and blond and tied back into a braid that falls to the small of her back. She is a beauty, her skin fair and her features a pleasant mix of the ethereal elvish and soft human to make her attractive to most. Her body is slender and athletic, her bust modest and waist and legs slender, making her womanly hips and rear seem the more pronounced in comparison. She is garbed in the dress of a ranger, her trousers and tunic made of soft leather and dyed forest green and brown. A cloak of leather is around her shoulders and a bow and quiver are slung across her back, bouncing against her as she makes her way into the clearing.

Her companion is one of the human males, one that looks to be a warrior. He is an attractive figure as well, tall and well-muscled. His skin is tanned and his dark hair is cut short, leaving his handsome, rugged features clear to view. His broad shouldered and barrel-chested form is covered in leather and chain-mail armor, marking him as the warrior he is as much as the sword at his hip and the scars that mark his bared arms. He looks strong and powerful, for a human, but you think you could strike him down easily enough if it came to that.

It seems, though, that battle is the last thing on the pair's mind as, within moments of entering the clearing, they come together, embracing each other and locking one another's mouths in a deep and hungry kiss. Their tongues lash at one another as they passionately embrace, the warrior pushing the half-elf back against a tree in the clearing as they explore each other's mouths. They break apart with ragged gasps as their hands start to work at each other's clothing, the half-elf's weapons and cloak falling to the ground while the warrior's chain-mail and swordbelt follow suit.

"This is all I've been thinking about since we left that last town.", the warrior murmurs heatedly as he shrugs out of the leather jerkin he'd been wearing to leave him stripped to the waist, his sun-kissed skin bare to your sight and his hard muscular torso drawing your eye almost against your will.

"Me too. I couldn't forget that night we spent together there.", the half-elf replied, pulling her tunic up and over her had to let her fair, smooth skin and supple breasts be kissed by the air, her pale pink nipples hardening in the cool open air in a way that you find causes your own nipples to follow suit.

"You couldn't forget this big, hard cock, you mean?". the human teases as he grabs at his own groin, a rather large and obvious bulge there showing that he isn't all talk.

"Ha. Don't get full of yourself now.", the half-elf retorts, even as she reaches down to begin unlacing the warrior's breeches, making sure her own hand replaces his on the hard lump in his pants while she does so, "But I can't say you're wrong. I really did miss your big...hard...cock..."

She purrs out these last words as she falls to her knees in front of the warrior, pulling down his trousers so that the aforementioned "big, hard cock" could spring free. You almost gasp at the sight of it as it is the first time you'd seen such a thing. You had implanted memories, of course, and you knew that there were cocks bigger than the one the warrior possessed. But you also knew that, for a common human, the fat dick that was now revealed was quite large and girthy indeed.

The half-elf also seems to know and appreciate that fact as she folds her slender fingers around the warrior's rigid prick, her small hand unable to fully wrap around the girth of it. "Oh, fuck yes. Look at this cock. Is that all for me?", she croons up at the warrior as she strokes his dick with slow even strokes, leaning in close to let him feel her warm breath upon the head of it.

"Mmm. I dunno. Do you want it to be all for you?", he returns with a wicked grin.

"Oh, I do. I want this fat cock so bad.", she says with sultry desire, nuzzling her cheek against the tip of his throbbing cock, staining her fair skin with his pre-cum as she does.

"Ask nicely.", he tells her, a gleam of lust in his eye.

She bats her eyelashes at him as she looks up at him, her eyes large as she coos, "Please, please, will you let me have this big, hard cock? I want it so bad. I want it inside my tight pussy so much."

"Hmm. I still don't know. Show me you deserve it first.", the warrior returns, apparently getting great pleasure out of this little game of theirs.

"Mmm, yes, sir.", she purrs in return as she leans in and gives the head of his cock a small kiss. That kiss becomes something more as she lets her lips part and slide along the fat head of the warrior's cock, taking his member into the warm, wetness of her mouth at an inexorably slow pace. So very slowly, she slides her mouth down along his hard dick until she has taken half of it into the hot confines of her oral cavity. She is already drooling around that rigid meat in her mouth, the saliva making obscene sounds as she sucks upon the prick in her mouth.

The warrior moans at this and you find that you have to bite your bottom lip to keep yourself from doing the same. For, as you have been lying there on the ground watching the scene unfold before you, you have found your body has been assaulted by arousal. Slowly, but surely, you have felt the telltale signs of sexual arousal in your body, your nipples now hard as diamonds as they scrape against the leather of your jerkin and your womanhood dripping wet. You can feel your arousal slickening your thighs and staining your trousers as you fidget on the grass beneath you. You feel desire like an ache down low in your body, a deep need that has you feeling like you're on fire.

It isn't your fault, really. You had never been exposed to such raw sexuality before. Newly made and with only memories magically implanted into you by your master, you couldn't know just how deeply you'd be affected by the sight of carnal relations before you. So awash with desire are you that you are almost overwhelmed by it. As you watch the half-elf swallow the warrior's massive cock, the full length of him now buried into her mouth and throat with her face buried in his pelvis and his balls bouncing against her chin, your thighs clench tightly against one another as you try to hold back the lust that has been awakened within you.

But it is so powerful, that lust. It is so powerful and, right at that moment, all you want to do is give in to it. You want to give in and find release right then and there. But you know you shouldn't. Now is hardly the time. You are on a mission for your master so you should not let your baser instincts control you. You should be stronger than that.

You SHOULD be stronger than that...but ARE you?