Relaxing with your friend

The workshop was normally your place to relax and focus, and served as a place for you to train. With what just happened, you needed a slight change of scenery. As you toured through the streets of the city, you found the memory of that strange room pass behind you. Even better, you found a number of wandering eyes, attached to handsome faces and pleasing frames. You abided by social decorum, including that annoying one of keeping yourself to only one partner at a time, but you had to admit that you had a rich choice of prospective partners. You counted yourself among the beautiful, even if that word was rarely used by the others on orc women. The eyes of men told you what their mouths would not, and a part of you wanted to feed their hungry gazes with more. Khoquarag, and the larger Shogunate of Stormfall was a was a pretty diverse region, with a good representation of all of the creations of the Six Sisters. In the city, there seemed to be more men than women, which suited you just fine. In your private moments, you wished you could let loose, and throw yourself at them, let any human, elf, orc, dwarf, or halfling who wished to have their way. For now, you'll settle for one; someone you've already known in the bedroom.

You were able to find your friend in his reliable location: the Extra Ordinary. It was a rectangular brick building; large enough to be a small mansion, and may have even built for that purpose before the cities expansive growth provided it to be used for commerce instead. It was in fact where you had met Xyloron, some months ago, and shared a stout beverage together. He was cute as far as humans went; tall, with scruffy hair that matched his brown eyes. Strong without being so large and imposing as your fellow orc. He was a good moral confidant, but not the type for a real relationship. He was too clinging: as much as he talked up how great it would be for you to follow your dreams, you're not so sure he's ready for if that meant it was time to leave the city. Still, he was good company, and he knew how to lift your spirits, and that wasn't even the best part.

Xyloron was in good spirits, and despite being early in the afternoon, was already in the middle of consuming one, with his fellow woodsman coworkers. He was so deep in conversation that he hadn't noticed you walking up behind him, and his friends had kept your secret, granting you the moment of surprise. You grabbed him by the short of his hair to kiss him on his neck. His hand reached up behind him, and found your shoulder. As he touched you, you brought the sign of affection to an end. Rising up, you caught the eager eyes of his friends, all longing for a similar touch.

"Well hi there Khlia" He said, eagerly "That was quite the little surprise there You know you move pretty quiet."

"You're just to hear me move around in armor. There's no missing me than."

"Ya, that must be it" He smiled gently, though that went away quickly as he looked at his friends. Their stares made him slightly ill at ease "Khlia, you know all the fellas. We were just having a nice drink; got the work out in the fields done early."

"Well that's good to hear. Glad to hear that I'll be able to keep warm in bed at night in the Vinter months, thanks to you all."

The four of them broke their eye contact, to your slight delight. You know what they were envisioning; keeping you warm in bed with a personal, intimate touch. Any of them would have been suitable to the task, you were sure, and you're sure any of them would have fought Xyloron for the chance to join you in bed, if it were possible.

"Whatcha doing here babe?" Xyloron asked. "I'm not trying to shoo you away or anything it's, just, you know. Guy stuff. You're welcome to share a drink with us, though the conversation's probably going to get a little rough and dark."

"No, that's okay" you combed your fingers through his hair before bending down, speaking softly into his ear "I was hoping I could borrow you for a little while. Talk one on one for a while?"

Xyloron nearly bolted straight up out of his chair, feeling your hot breath on his skin. "Gentlemen, sorry to leave, but my girlfriend needs me." He reached into his pocket and dropped a few coins down "Cover for my share, and a few for the rest of you. I'll see you all at work." His hand reached around your waist before you departed, walking side by side. As the two of you of left, Xyloron seemed oblivious to the stares from his friends, as their eyes stayed on you as long as they could. Perhaps it was better that way, you recognized. So what if he was generally oblivious and perhaps a little dim? If that meant he didn't see reason to suspect infidelity, which wasn't there, than all the better for the two of you.

"So, what's up hun?" He asked as the two of you walked the city streets to his home. "It's a little unlike you to be like this, especially now."

"Don't worry about it." You replied gently "I want to be with you. That's all that really matters, isn't it?"

"Ya, I guess. Still, you can't blame a guy for asking. If I know what I did to bring this about, I could repeat it, hopefully get lucky again."

"You're cute Xyl, but women don't work that way."

"No, why would they?" His smile in response was cute and endearing "What did you have in mind, exactly?"

"You ask too many questions" You stuck your tongue out slightly "Just go with the flow, okay?"

"You bet babe" By this point, you reached the door to his small apartment "You won't hear a word out of me from now on"

"Well, maybe not words" you teased, as you followed behind him into his bedroom. The two of you hurried into a manner of undress; Xyloron predictably more eager than you. With your last garment removed, he was already comfortable laying on his back in his bed, naked, smiling eagerly at you.

This, was the best part of him, in your estimation. For his talents as a woodsman, his greatest knowledge for you came in how he knew how to use his tongue, and his cock. He kept his lower region well hygiened at trimmed as well; a remarkable skill with a blade, being applied to such an area. All the better for you, as it made his cock look even bigger, and it far more appealing for you.

Not that you needed much help, mind you, as sucking cock was something you really, really enjoyed.

Holding his cock upright by the base, you stuck your tongue out and gave him a show as you licked him all the way to the tip, multiple times. You fluttered your tongue around the head skillfully, thoroughly enjoying the moans and squirms it caused in him. Getting him quickly riled up, you could really enjoy yourself now. With a hefty spit on his cock, you wrapped your hand around it, just below the head, and slowly stroked it. You bent down and put your mouth around the human cock, pressing your tongue against it as filled in. In a fluid motion, you stroked his cock just an inch ahead of your mouth dropping down the thick shaft. The sensation was amazing, making your own body warm in satisfaction and lust. You couldn't understand how other girls didn't enjoy this as much as you did. There was just something primal, lustful, and amazing, about sucking cock; of committing yourself fully to pleasure, of your partner doing nothing but watching you as you debased yourself in such a **** and vulgar way.

You dropped your hand down to the base, as you showed your prowess in pleasing men, taking his cock deep, all the way down to his plentiful balls. Holding them in your free hand, you gave them gentle, loving squeezes. Xyloron was a fun toy to play with, especially there, as you'd previously sucked on them as you stroked him to orgasm. He was getting close now, you could tell, as he always made the cutest little noises as he got close.

You gave him a moment of pause, as a loud popping noise filled his room as the dick left your mouth. You moaned, knowing what you were going to do next, ready for his hot seed. With your mouth open again, you stuck your tongue out. Holding the base of his cock, you repeatedly slapped the head of his cock against your tongue, for show and pleasure alike.

"Mmmm, I love pleasing cock Xyl. The only thing I love better than this, is getting cum at the end. No need to hold back, okay? When you're ready, just let it out. Fill my nasty little mouth with your cum." You took his thick cock in your mouth again, sucking fast and strong. Xyl hadn't really listened, and was trying his best to hold back from coming. You could forgive him for that, you think, especially when it meant even more of what you really wanted. His loud groans preceded his orgasm, as he filled your mouth to the brim with hot cum. You were always amazed at just how much seed he could produce, and reveled in its amount.

As you let him recover, you laid in the bed with him. This was exactly what you wanted and needed; whatever that was in the shop, not really important. This is the real world, in all of its vulgarity. You contemplated giving him a moment before going for a second round, before situations changed suddenly. There was a loud clattering of balls, distinctly separate from that of the nearby church.

"Isn't that?" You asked.

"Pretty sure it is babe. Those are the bells from the Pathfinder's guild hall. Sounds like they're up to something, may even be their recruitment competition. You better get ready and get over there, before you miss something."

You flew out of his bed and put your clothes on in a clearly disheveled way, as you headed out to see what the news was all about.