Even greater rewards

You walk slowly to Clodagh, who as ever, is struggling to keep her emotions inside. This time, you find it commendable, even cute; her hands cupped in front of her like a child. You gently raise your hand and drop her precious ring into them, and clasp like alligator's jaws. She doesn't even look at it for a while; her knees droop slightly as she clenches it tightly; just having the metal in her hands is a welcome change. Strangely, she doesn't even look at it as she puts it on her finger. You suppose because she knows it's right; she trusts you. Instead, she looks deeply into your eyes, making it impossible to resist staring back. A strange light shimmers on her for a second, pulling you out of the unintentional trance.

"That's a little weird" You add stupidly, letting out a nervous laugh for lack of a better option.

"I said it was a magical ring, silly" She holds her hand up with the ring to show you "That was one of the reasons I had to have it before I help you and Joan with your problem."

"That makes sense. Dare I ask what the other reason is?"

"Because I feel naked without it." She giggled at her own remark, still looking into your eyes longingly. The comment causes you to look over her body. Practically nude already, there was a certain ironic humor to that statement. Something in you starts stirring; she's got as lovely of a body as Trevolia does, and is far more open about it than the Heir Apparent.

"Thank you Silve, really. This is more than just being my backup. I couldn't have done any of this without you, and it means more than I say." Tears start welling up in her eyes, as she stops herself to try and get a grip.

"Sorry, I'm not good at this. I'm just so happy I could" She stops again

"Kiss me?" You ask

"Something like that" She clears her eyes and pulls you in tight. What she can't communicate with her words, she's more than able to communicate with her body. She grasps your dark hair tightly as she holds you in to kiss, her tongue pressing through your lips, making aggressive contact with your own. Using her other hand, she grabs one of yours and places it on her chest. You move the thin amount of material aside and gently squeeze and play with it. Your conscious mind knows this isn't your true love, but the more primitive mind in you just knows there's a lovely fat breast in your hand and that it's wonderful to touch. Your other hand moves in kind, and your mouth lowers to lick her shapely neck, still salty to the taste from the lake. You get so lost in the touch that you lost what she was doing, and quickly lost your balance when she gave you a hard shove in your chest. Stumbling, you fall backwards, landing on your ass; right where she wants you.

Clodagh pounces like a predator, pushing you on your back and quickly pulling your clothes open.

"You can't be serious. Right out in the middle of the street?"

"Oh live a little" She replied as she pulls your cock out forcefully before she starts to hover over it. "How much you wanna bet that nobody is going to come and try to make us stop?"

She lowers herself down, moaning deeply as your huge orc cock fills her up. Sitting upright, feet on the ground, she hoists herself up and down, going until you just nearly slip out before taking you all the way to the base. A hard smack fills the air each time, the sound reverberating against the walls of the nearby buildings. The vertical motion causes her heavy tits to swing up and down in an enchanting rythmic motion.

"Is this what thanks normally looks like where you come from?" You ask, still stupefied by her forwardness; still wondering how you get caught in these messes.

"Just shut the fuck up and take it lover boy." Her dismissive behavior was a little strange, but she had a point "If you didn't want it you'd have pushed me off by now." She turns around and slides you out, still hovering over you. After a few warmup strokes, she slowly eases down again, this time your cock entering her ass. She's more experienced at it than Joan was, and perhaps a little looser, but fuck if it still didn't feel amazing. Your hands reach and hold her hips, encouraging her movement and giving some solid slaps

"Fuck!" She lets out as her hands reach up and comb through her hair, arching her back "There he is. I knew you had it in you. I'm not some dainty flower you know" She stops for a second, pushing her feet forward and leaning back; holding herself up with one hand and stroking her pussy with the other. It's up to you know, and you giver what she wants, thrusting hard into her ass. It's a little late coming as you start to feel yourself reaching an orgasm, well before she seems ready.

"You ready to give me all of that orc cum big boy?" You only groan louder in affirmation as you try to hold off, causing her to pull off of you entirely. Sitting on her knees, holding her tits in her hands, you get the idea of what she's going for. That she doesn't mind doing this with a cock insider her own ass would normally be revolting, but the opportunity to fuck those tits is too much to pass up. Placing your cock between them, she rocks the tits up and down, looking deeply into you with those green eyes.

"Yes Silve, let everything out for me. I told you know how to do this properly" And Clodagh certainly did. Holding onto one of her shoulders, you hold off as long as you can until a violent explosion of cum spurts out. Her face and tits are completely covered; a surprise given how recently you previously had sex. Clodagh lapped up the experience, giggling in excitement at the vulgarity. She wiped the sticky seed from her eyes and licked it off her fingers, before standing up and adjusting her clothing.

"I knew there was a recent Joan liked you orc types. Come on, that's enough work for one day." True to her word, there hadn't been a soul who so much as stood up in protest, but there were certainly a few spectators. You got on your feet and tried to put yourself back together as you follow behind Clodagh. The barbarian was practically smug and strutting as she walked through the streets; cum still on her face and tits, casually dripping down. You were utterly bewildered as she waved at anyone and everyone who stared at her walking past, as if there was nothing unusual in the situation.

"What the fuck have I gotten myself into?" You ask yourself quietly. "When and where does this all fucking stop?"

This is the second person you've cheated on Trevolia with, and worryingly, each time has been with less and less resistance. You don't have the guts to tell her, but you don't know how to make this all end. You love her, but these other women are giving you seemingly everything you want. This is a painful dilemna that you can't escape. For now, all you can do is get some rest and hope that you're able to keep it in your pants tomorrow, when you're surrounded by both by both women.