Pleasure in the Pool: Emmaline joins the goblins

At the far end of the pool, a small horde of goblins seemed to have gathered together, eagerly surrounding a much smaller number of noblewomen. Caroline was among them, of course, but present as well was a woman in her mid-40's who would be recognized as Lady Carmouche, and her daughter, Esmerelda who was much closer to Caroline's age. Both had pleasant bodies and raven-dark hair which was very quickly becoming drenched in countless white streaks of goblin cum. The three woman lounged near the staircase eagerly accepting all comers. Caroline perched on her hands and knees, breasts only just barely submerged beneath the surface of the pool as a pair of goblins spit-roasted her, rocking her back and forth, sending ripples out through the water.

Nearby the goblinoid fuck-fest, Emmaline was enjoying herself quite a bit as well. She could barely be seen, aside from her shapely legs, as the broad shape of a minotaur laying on top of her, blocked her mostly from view. She had laid down to accept him, at first, leaning against the side of the pool with her legs spread wide, floating in the water, and at first, the minotaur fucked her like that, with Emmaline standing in the water. Of course, that hadn't lasted very long at all. As he picked up in speed and power, the Minotaur leaned forward, pressing down on Emmaline more and more until she was pushed out of the pool, and pinned under him entirely, legs flailing as he pressed her into the ground.

Of course, Emmaline couldn't have been happier. A lavish party, relaxing pool water, and a massive horse-cock slamming into her cunt--what more was a girl to ask for? The semen dribbling down her legs and making squelching sounds as he thrust into her was evidence that the minotaur had came in her once already, and his second orgasm was quickly approaching.

Emmaline's screaming moans were muffled as her face pressed against his muscular chest, but they were only growing louder as he picked up pace. The Minotaur finally gave a grunting roar, arching his back as he emptied his heavy balls into her once again.

After a moment, he pulled away, his cock sliding out of her with a wet plop. The minotaur stared down at her, as if surveying his handiwork, his eyes wandered over her beautiful body, drenched in sweat, semen and pool water, her make-up smeared across her deeply flushed face, hair matted behind her head, and legs still twitching in the aftershocks of orgasm. The minotaur let out a snort, then began to walk away, wandering off back into the pool.

Her head still spinning from the encounter, Emmaline was finally given a moment to catch her breath. The cool night-time air felt pleasant on her skin, and as she began to come down from her sexual high, she felt something unexpected. A gradually growing sense of clarity began to build up in Emmaline's head, with her entire body out of contact with the pool, its effect was quickly beginning to fade. She blinked blearily as she sat up, the bizarre scene before her suddenly seeming less and less okay.

Luckily, Emmaline wasn't left to ponder much longer. A little creature, who Emmaline was now certain was a goblin and not just a man in a goblin mask, hurried up to her. While she stared at him in confusion, her wordlessly climbed up to her, clambering onto her thighs to position himself correctly, and promptly stuffed his cock into her mouth.

"Wha--mmphH!" Emmaline managed before the creature was happily bucking his hips against her face. More of them quickly surrounded her, dragging the confused acrobat back into the waters of the pool. It didn't take but a moment for the enchanted effect to take root once again, and Emmaline's giddy smile returned. The goblins found their places around her, and Emmaline was satisfied once more, a cock in each of her holes.