Drowned in Pleasure Beneath a Dryad’s Tree ♥♥

Authors Note: The story is finally up on Scribble Hub! Right here! I did have to delete and reupload it again though, which means I'm pretty much starting off on square one over there once more. But eh. I've also decided to give the early chapters another quick pass / edit, just to clean them up even more, and have been considering also posting this on Questionable Questing. Because apparently I hate the idea of having free time. And for a quick update on Literotica... the chapters I've uploaded (past ch6) are still pending. While a little annoying, this does give me the chance to group them together better if I decide to reupload them. Which I want to, I'm just worried about doing that a day before they would have been approved. But it has been a full month, so... Anyway. Sorry for the inconvenience and interruption. I hope you all enjoy this chapter.

“Yes~...!” The barbarian breathes out, cock twitching in need.

“Wonderful~!” Beryl joyfully coos, leaning in to plant a quick kiss on Krvavy’s cheek. “Now ‘ow do we... Oh! Ah’ve an idea!”

With that, the Dryad abruptly peels herself away from the cuddle pile, her nimble hands grabbing onto Adeline’s shoulders and dragging the tiny blonde with her.

“Eeeeeeeie...!” The Halfling adorably squeaks in protest, her little fingers helplessly grasping at the Drakling’s body as she tries and fails to cling to the woman who may have effectively kidnapped her but who she has grown to truly and genuinely love.

“Shhh, sweetie~...” Beryl’s leafy green lips brush over the soft fur of Adeline’s floppy bunny ear, her voice dropping down to a whisper that only this bottom-heavy girl can hear.

Adeline’s face flushes a brighter shade of red than any tomato.

“Khalia, be a good girl and get between our love’s legs.”

The Were-Beast woman bolts upright, releasing Thea from her grasp. Almost inhumanly fast, she scrambles and crawls over that helpless brat, forcing her Mate’s strong thighs apart as she flops down between them. “Hehehehehhhhehehehehehhhehehhhee~...!” She quietly giggles and cackles to herself, shoving her face into the underside of Krvavy’s cock.

“My dearest love, would ya be more comfortable sittin’ upright? Or do ya want ta keep lying down like this?” The Dryad gently asks. If it wasn’t for what is about to come, then her question would be quite wholesome and caring. But the lust in her eyes almost makes it feel... predatory.

The soft and squishy moss beneath Krvavy’s body is quite comfortable, conforming to her shape quite well. But... “Sitting.” Her thick and meaty tail twitches as best it can while pinned beneath her body.

“Alrighty.”

A faint rumbling feeling echoes through the ground. The moss shifts. Roots or branches extend out from the base of Beryl’s tree. With some ****, Inanna pulls away from Krvavy’s back. The plush squish of her tits is sorely missed, even as a padded backrest takes her place.

The barbarian blinks. In a matter of moments, the very ground beneath her had reshaped itself and... moved like a reclining chair. One with a slit in its back perfectly made to fit her large lizard-like tail.

A pair of pert tits squish into Krvavy’s left shoulder. “There, tha’ better~?” A hot breath blowing across her pointed ear accompanies those cooing words.

Krvavy doesn’t get the chance to respond before her attention is pulled downwards. And not because of anything Khalia has done.

Small and slightly shaky fingers touch the Drakling’s dick, almost hesitantly trailing up over the swollen ridges as they slowly ascend that oversized shaft.

“Now, Thea, ya needn’t be shy~.” Beryl openly teases the still flustered brat. “Do as this sweetie is and take yer place by our dearest love’s side~.”

Thea bites her bottom lip, looking both **** and needy as she gazes at Krvavy’s cock. There isn’t even an ounce of jealousy in her eyes as she watches the Halfling timidly touch that giant girthy rod. With a breathy sigh, she nods her head and wordlessly lowers herself down, mirroring her fellow blonde as she leans onto the right side of Krvavy’s hip.

“I see. Not quite symmetrical, but an aesthetic arrangement nonetheless.” Inanna idly mutters out, engulfing most of the Drakling’s right arm with her prodigious tits.

“Aye, not really on purpose though. We were already on these sides, fer the most part.” Beryl casually shrugs, causing her modest chest to rub up and down the barbarian’s left bicep. “Suppose it’d’ve been better if Khalia was up ‘ere in my place, but... Ah couldn’t rob the puppy like tha’: she is much ‘appier down there.”

“Mhm.” The Dwarf simply nods.

Krvavy finds herself unable to do much more than blink blankly. The calm and rather mundane conversation happening on either side of her head contrasts massively with the sight between and around her legs.

Adeline, Khalia, and Thea. The flushed faces of those three girls are all so close to Krvavy’s cock that she can feel their hot and needy breaths brush over her sensitive skin.

The Halfling is, predictably, the most overwhelmed by this whole situation. Her big hazel eyes are glassy and unfocused as she gazes at the absolutely oversized shaft that even now towers above her. Those little hands of hers are not enough to fully wrap around its girth, even when working together, though that doesn’t stop her trying to do just that.

But as timid and skittish as she may be, the fact that the Drakling’s dick is larger than her arms are in thickness and length doesn’t seem to intimidate the tiny blonde. Not right now, at least. After all, it isn’t like Adeline has to handle this utterly prodigious prick all on her lonesome. She has all the help that she could ever need right now.

“This~...” Thea softly mutters to herself, clearly hoping to maintain her dignity by trying to act like this isn’t exactly where she wants to be right now. The whispered complaints that almost immediately die on her soft and kissable lips are but one of the many reasons why her predictable performance is so easy to see through. Of course, even if she was grumbling and groaning about having to do all of this, the sheer and utter need in her beautiful blue eyes would betray her true desire. As it always does.

That her dainty hands are up near the top of the Drakling’s dick, teasing and caressing the sensitive spot just past its swollen cockhead, also undermines her entire act. There is absolutely nothing about her delicate and dutiful ministrations that say ‘****’ or ‘unwilling’. Quite the opposite, really.

And between both blondes, face partially obscured by Krvavy’s cock, lays the Were-Beast. A completely crazed look fills the one amber-gold eye that Krvavy can see. Lust, hunger, need, and love... Honestly, it is a surprise that Khalia can even hold herself back, simply huffing in her Mate’s scent rather than directly sampling the goods.

Of course, that doesn’t last for very long.

Krvavy can feel her precious puppy’s plump lips part, those four little tusks grazing across her heavy sack.

“Hnhgghhhhngmhh~!” Khalia lewdly groans as her wide tongue laps and licks at her Mate’s virile orbs.

“Eeeeiieehhhhhmnnh~...!” Adeline’s nervous squeak muffles itself as her cute little lips press against the Drakling’s dick. That absolutely adorable kiss is followed by another and another and another, each one planted near the root of that towering shaft. Her whole body trembles as she clings tightly to Krvavy’s left thigh, needing to lean over that thick and muscled leg to service her gigantic lover.

“Hmph~!” Thea huffs out, her hot breath brushing over the very tip of this ridged rod. She rolls her eyes almost dismissively as the fingers of her right hand form an open ring just beneath the bestial things girthy cockhead, faintly jerking it up and down. Slow, relaxed, idly. Her grasp isn’t meant to provide pleasure, though it still does, but is instead intended to simply help hold the throbbing length in place as her mouth opens up.

“Wonderful sight, aye~?” Beryl’s teasing voice gently dances into the Drakling’s ear.

“A scene straight from your dreams, no doubt~.” Inanna joins in on the teasing, her voice steady and soft.

The bratty blonde kisses Krvavy’s cock. An almost peaceful expression fills her flushed face as she holds that chaste but debauched pose for a few long seconds. “Mhhhnnh~...” She hums a noise of pure satisfaction and contented comfort, soft lips spreading as she slowly engulfs the very tip of her fiancée’s cockhead, stopping her advance before that girthy thing even begins to flare out.

Her delicate tongue lovingly trails over the sensitive little slit that has been steadily leaking pre all this time.

“My dearest love~...!” Beryl openly moans as she rubs her pert breasts against the barbarian’s body, gliding those pert caramel coloured mounds upwards. Her trim belly, toned and slim, presses into Krvavy’s shoulder. “Would ya like another sip~?”

Strong paw-like hands dig into the Drakling’s toned thighs, clawed fingers idly kneading in time with each joyful wiggle of the Orc’s wide green-skinned hips. A shaggy tail of beige-brown fur, which darkens towards its tip, excitedly flicks back and forth, wagging with a wild frenzy.

Fulfilling feelings of lust and love fill Krvavy’s very being. Her mind all but goes blank, not needing to worry or think as her girls, the loves of her life, surround her with bliss. If only every waking moment could be like this...

“Yesssh~...!” The Dryad gasps out as her nectar-filled nipple, puffy and swollen, is quite quickly claimed. Sharp and carnivorous teeth glance across her sensitive skin. She shudders as her verdant green teat is shamelessly suckled upon.

“Hehheghhehh~...!”

Pleasure echoes through Krvavy’s heavy sack as it is licked and kissed and outright worshipped.

The pair of little grasping hands clinging tightly to the base of her shaft grow a bit more confident once again. Those small fingers reverently massage the lowest of the flared ridges, thoroughly exploring and memorizing their shape. All while little lips and an even tinier tongue continue to taste those slightly above, far more timid than their counterparts at the very top of this sizable shaft.

Pop!

Beryl pulls back, the faintest trickling rivulet of nectar dripping down her saliva-soaked chest.

“Apologies, my Ushumgal, for I do not have a drink for you to enjoy~.” Arousal and mirth underline Inanna’s normally neutral tone, carrying the faintest hint of lewd laughter. “Though I doubt that matters much to you right now~.”

A vast expanse of grey-skinned flesh engulfs the barbarian’s vision. A pair of truly titanic tits squish into Krvavy’s face, plush like the most perfect of pillows yet firm enough to maintain their beautiful shape.

“Mmhh~...” Inanna softly moans as she helpfully repositions her bountiful breasts, guiding her plump fist-sized areola into her lover’s lips.

Unable to keep her hands to herself any longer, the Drakling grabs at the bodies of her two closest girls: her Dwarf and her Dryad. Both the busty shortstack and tall tomboy gasp in lewd joy as Krvavy’s strong hands paw at their bodies, groping thighs and asses alike before finally finding her true targets.

“Hh~! Yhessh~!” Beryl sharply inhales, voice slurring as a large scaled finger penetrates past the petals of her plant-like pussy. Slick and sweet sap leak from her soaked and needy slit, leaving her lithe thighs wet and slippery as they clamp around Krvavy’s hand.

While Inanna is far, far less magical, she isn’t mundane by any means. The Dwarf is inhumanly tight, her love tunnel clenching down onto the sole finger delving into her depths with a molten hot need and a strength that belies her more academic nature. Her thighs, so wonderfully thick and plush, squish around the Drakling’s wrist, rubbing and squeezing it almost... impatiently.

Krvavy’s cock throbs, causing the three girls worshipping it to make various pleased noises. Khalia happily wuffs, Adeline squeaks in excited surprise, and Thea... Thea moans around her turgid tip, those pleasant vibrations travelling down the Drakling’s length.

Bliss builds up within the barbarian’s body. Each second that passes on by pushes her closer and closer to relief. But... she doesn’t want to cum... Not yet... Not while there is still so much more pleasure to be had...

Her carnivorous teeth dig into Inanna’s puffy nipple, failing to engulf the entirety of that dark-grey areola. That her mouth is all but full does not stop the barbarian from devouring this delicious meal. Her tongue flicks and caresses the plump thumb-sized nub that crowns Inanna’s titanic tit, rubbing against the pebbly bumps surrounding it. She suckles on that thick teat with the desperation of someone dying of thirst, hoping to draw out a delicious and delectable liquid that the Dwarf simply doesn’t produce.

“Mhhhnh~! Hhhnnh~!” Inanna moans and gasps, her neutral tone long since tainted with lust. Her stocky and wide hips buck against the barbarian’s hand, lewd liquids gushing from her tight quivering slit.

“Yhesss~! My lohve~! Like thaa-ahht’~!” Beryl’s slurred shouts are muffled faintly as she tries not to be so loud while right next to her fiancée’s ear. Her whole body trembles in bliss, her perky tits pressing into Krvavy’s shoulder as she grinds her needy pussy and pointy little clit against her Draconic lover’s hand.

“Hhhaa~!” Krvavy sharply gasps out, her lips popping off of Inanna’s plump nipple.

“Oh~!” A surprised gasp is drawn from the Dryad as she is **** upwards by the fingers speared into her cunt. “Ohhh~!” She openly moans as her modest tits squish into Krvavy’s face, one of her comparatively little green nipples mashing into the Dwarf’s massive mound.

“Myy Ushumga-ahhl~!” Inanna’s voice, usually so composed and even, shudders and quakes as the Drakling’s inhuman tongue twists around both her and the tomboy’s teats.

Saliva mixes with Nymph-Heart Nectar, dripping down Krvavy’s chin and onto her own pale breasts.

No matter how much the Drakling may wish to hold herself back, to drag this blissful ecstasy on and on... She simply can’t.

“Mnnghh~!” Krvavy moans around the two delicious nipples half in her mouth. A wide tongue hungrily laps at her hefty sack as those virile orbs clench against her body. Little fingers and a delicate kissing mouth tremble as her colossal cock throbs and pulses. Debauched moans caress her turgid tip, along with the hot warmth of a wet and willing mouth.

White static creeps at the edges of her mind, eyelids fluttering and making it even more difficult to see past the two drastically different sized chests smothering her face.

A rope of thick seed shoots up through Krvavy’s stiff and shuddering shaft.

“Mmmmmgh~!” A bratty moan makes its way to her ears. She can just barely make out her beautiful fiancée’s cheeks puff out from that voluminous load. From just a single sticky spurt.

The silver-blonde noble girl abruptly pulls back.

Pleasantly cool air brushes over the bare tip of the Drakling’s dick. But not for very long.

“Aarwmphh~!” Khalia lunges upwards with a half howl half moan, her plump lips parted and ready. “Wwmmwphhhmm~!” The Were-Beast’s whole body trembles in joy, her ass and tail wildly wagging back and forth. Her four little tusks gently dig into the sensitive underside of her Mate’s throbbing and erupting shaft. “Mmmghhmghhnghhh~!” Lewd gulping noises vibrate through Krvavy’s colossal cock as her precious puppy hungrily devours her seed.

“M-miss Thea~...!”

Krvavy’s mind is a swirl of bliss and static. But enough of herself remains present to see, to enjoy, the wonderful sight above her belly.

Thea’s hands softly cup Adeline’s round and flushed cheeks. Delicate, almost lovingly. The Halfling’s wide hazel eyes gaze up into the soft blue of her fellow blonde, surprised but not unpleasantly so.

The bunny-mouse girl trembles as Thea’s lips press against her own. A kiss. The first one that these two girls have shared. The first proper kiss that Adeline has ever received from anyone other than Krvavy. At least as far as the barbarian has witnessed. And to think that this is more than just a mere kiss...

“Mmwhm~...!”

Both blonde’s moan into each others mouths as they share the first spurt of Krvavy’s cum. Trickles of saliva and seed drip down their chins, but neither girl seems to care as they openly and unashamedly make out.

The Drakling’s dick throbs at that sight, shooting out the last few ropes of creamy cum straight into Khalia’s hungry mouth. A jolt of surprise cuts through the horny haze clouding her mind, giving her a moment of clarity as she watches Adeline’s trembling hands shakily reach out and... grab onto Thea’s bare boobs.

“Mwwhh~!” The bratty girl jumps as those little fingers dig into her titflesh, kneading and massaging her soft mounds. One of her own hands drops down and, much to Krvavy’s surprise, gently pinches Adeline’s stiff little nub of a nipple.

“Oohh~...! Ohhh~...!” Beryl unsteadily coos, resting her cheek atop Krvavy’s head. “Look at tha’~...! Wha’ a beautiful sight~...!”

“Yes~... In...indeed~...” The Dwarf weakly agrees, struggling to stay standing even with the Drakling’s hand between her thighs helping to hold her up. Actually, that is probably making it worse. Especially since Krvavy’s finger is still curling within Inanna’s tight and needy hole.

“Mwhhmmhhrrrghhmmhmm~!” Khalia enthusiastically nods in support, bobbing her head up and down the extra sensitive tip of her Mate’s dick in the process. She gets one last dribbling spurt of seed for her trouble.

“Hhhaa~!” Thea sharply exhales, abruptly pulling back from the adorably flustered bunny-mouse girl. Her cheeks flush an intense shade of red, which quickly spreads down her neck and to her shoulders, as she seems to realize just what she just did. “W-what!?” She stammers out, turning her head away in an extremely poor attempt at acting casual.

“Nothh–hhng~!” The tanned tomboy’s teasing tone is interrupted by a lewd and debauched moan, her lithe hips bucking forwards as more and more of her slick and sweet juices squirt out past the Drakling’s thrusting digits.

Adeline takes a few more seconds to come back to her senses, at least enough to have a reaction similar to that of the beautiful brat. “Eeep! Hhhh~!” Her embarrassed squeak is followed shortly by a pleasured gasp as her surprised jump effectively forces Thea to give her nipple a tug.

Almost hesitantly, both blonde’s let go of each others breasts.

Beryl’s nimble hands tremble slightly as she grabs onto the Drakling’s wrist. “Hhaah~! En...enjoy yerself, my dearest love~?” She blissfully asks, pulling back from the barbarian. It takes a bit of effort for her to pull Krvavy’s hand away from her swollen green-tinged pussy.

“No doubt~...” Inanna mirrors the Dryad, albeit with a bit more difficulty. She drops down to her knees, titanic tits slipping down the length of Krvavy’s arm, and spreads her thick thighs. With a bit of ****, she pushes and pulls the barbarian’s right hand away from her plump and trembling slit. “But just once is never enough for our love~... So surely she wants more~...?”

Krvavy’s long tongue lolls out as she brings both her glistening hands up, lazily licking the lewd liquids from her fingers. Beryl’s sweet and fruity flavour mixes with the saltier and more metallic taste of Inanna. The contrast between the taste of two of her loves, between the arguably most and least magical of her girls, is... it is delicious...!

“Look at ‘er cock throb~! O’ course she wants more~!” Beryl joyfully coos, still breathing hard but quickly regaining her stamina now that she is no longer being actively pleasured. “And Ah know just wha’ ta give ‘er~!”