The Orc, the Witch and the Dryad

Korr sucks in a breath as both women bring their rear on top of him. He is more than familiar with Stella's vagina, recognizing its feeling as the wet vulva slides over his dick, out of sight behind the dryad covering his face. Cherry's crotch, on the other hand, is unusual and intriguing.

The dryad sits on his face, spreading her mossy wooden cheeks to reveal a pulsing pink slit. Korr is taken aback for a moment, wondering what exactly he's looking at.

It makes sense that the tree spirit wouldn't have a butthole, given that she doesn't really eat, but the hole's absence still baffles him. The vagina itself is surprisingly fleshy, looking like the innards of a ripe peach.

"Eat it, mortal!" Cherry orders as she pushes her butt down. His tusks scrape against her wooden skin, but the satisfied moan tells him that she enjoys the feeling.

Korr's tongue darts forward, burrowing itself as deep as it can. The texture is soft, pulpy and wet, and her juices have the taste and consistency of honey.

The dryad's moans come quickly and loudly, with nary an attempt to hide her pleasure. Korr licks the literal honeypot as best as he can, proding for sensitive spots and listening to her reactions.

His attention is taken away from his oral duty when he feels Stella's labia stretching around his dick, and the witch lets out a loud moan while lowering herself. Her voice sounds more unabashed than usual, and Korr can only guess that she's trying to one-up Cherry's noises.

With the witch bouncing on his dick and the dryad grinding against his mouth, Korr feels a whole new kind of bliss. Stella's cunt is warm and snug around his shaft, while Cherry's is soft and delicious. Their voices are a delight to his ears, inciting him to lick faster and thrust deeper.

Stella screams in ecstasy when she reaches her climax, and he keeps fucking her through her orgasm for good measure. After a moment, she shakily dismounts him and lays down beside him, letting out soft satisfied noises.

Once his dick becomes available, Cherry hops off his face and places herself over his crotch, turning so she can meet his gaze. While watching the dryad positioning herself on his erect cock, he feels the gentle touch of Stella on his shoulder, her fingers trailing over his skin. He turns to face her, seeing the love and lust in her eyes. She gives him a smile, and then comes in for a tender kiss.

Their smooching is interrupted by a small wooden hand grabbing Korr's chin and turning his head forward, where he meets the dryad's gaze.

"Look me in the eyes when you penetrate me."

The dryad's melodious voice grabs his attention, but he still hears the witch's quiet scoff besides him. He's almost tempted to turn back towards Stella, but Cherry lowers herself before he can decide.

Her pussy feels out of this world. It is soft and textured, and presses hard around his shaft. The dryad lets out a short exhale every time he moves an inch deeper, and he can see the outline of his dick forming in soft yellow light through the cracks in her barkskin.

"Gods above and spirits around," Cherry blurts out when he bottoms out. She falls forward a little, holding herself up by placing her hands on Korr's wide muscular chest for support. Her insides move and slither around his dick, and after getting over the weirdness of this new sensation, Korr enjoys the peculiar feeling.

Her grabs her by the hips, his fingers solidly gripping her bark, and then he moves her. Her own fingers also grips him, and he feels tiny claws digging into the thick skin of his chest.

While looking into the golden eyes of the forest spirit, he is aware of Stella moving over his leg and positioning herself behind the dryad. To his delight, she puts her plump lips over his balls and begins licking and sucking them.

A dash of pink catches his eye, who then opens wide when he realizes that flowers are growing all over the dryad's antlers. Cherry blossoms.

Cherry's pussy feels amazing, and with Stella worshipping his nuts, Korr quickly reaches a rather intense climax. They cum together, Korr blasting his seed deep within Cherry, who bows forward, shaking and moaning against his chest.

Her insides slowly stop moving around his dick, and she lets out a long, satisfied sigh. While they're both in their post-orgasm haze, Stella nonchalantly comes up to sit her perfect curvy rear right on Korr's face. Almost instinctively, he starts licking, knowing exactly where to put pressure to bring her pleasure.

While taking care of the witch's need, he feels the dryad's body tightening against him, in a strange but comforting way. Her touch seems to extend across his body, and he feels her ethereal warmth all over his skin. Her pussy is still snuggly surrounding his cock, and he makes his shaft twitch to see how she'll react to the stimulus. He doesn't hear her moan, on account of the fat witch butt covering his head, but he does feel the dryad tightening her grip a little.

Stella rides his face loudly and roughly, no doubt giving Cherry a wanton show. Korr wonders if the dryad is looking or if she's averting her gaze. Is it the first time that these two see each other naked? Somehow, Korr guesses not.

Stella doesn't make herself cum on his mouth; She stands up moments before her peak and then sits down beside him, rubbing herself to stay on the edge. She gives him a wink, then brings her moist fingers to her lips. She seems to thoroughly enjoy her own taste.

When he finally looks away from the gorgeous sorceress, he lets out a surprised gasp at the sight of Cherry.

Dozens of small green vines are coming out of her skin and surrounding his chest and limbs; That's why he felt her tightening against him. Wide leaves are coming out of the vines and sticking to his skin. Furthermore, the flowers that had been on her antlers are gone, replaced by small dark red fruits hanging from stems. He slowly turns his head back towards Stella, and gestures toward the dryad rooting on his chest.

"Should I be worried?" he whispers, moving his arms to make sure the vines aren't restraining him.

"You'll be alright darling," Stella tells him, still fingering herself. "She's not gonna eat you or anything. She's just resting. The vines means she enjoyed you."

He lets out a reassured "oh," and moves one vine-covered arm on the dryad's back, petting her hard skin. She cooes against his chest, seemingly enjoying his touch.

Stella uses her free hand to pick one of Cherry's cherries, which wakes up the dryad.

"Hey! My babies!" Cherry cries out, sounding annoyed.

"Don't worry, you'll get to collect his seed again," Stella says before biting into the small fruit.

"Collect my seed?" Korr asks with a hint of dread.

"There's a little bit of you in those fruits," Cherry whispers, shaking her antlers a little. "If Stella doesn't eat them all, I'll plant them across the realm."

Hundreds of questions rush through Korr's mind. When she plants those cherries, will they grow into trees, or into dryads? And would those be half-orc dryads? Are half-orc dryad even a thing? Is Stella eating the fruits because she doesn't want him to have children with the dryad, or does she just like eating cherries?

Before he gets the opportunity to ask anything, Stella pulls Cherry off him, and the vines detach from her, sticking to his skin. He watches plant matter across his skin as it slowly fades away. He's not certain if the vines disintegrated on their own, or if they melded with his skin, and the possibility scares him a little. Neither the witch nor the dryad gives him any more information on that.

The witch pulls the dryad against her, kisses her hard, and then turns her on her back. Now that she's on top, she turns her head to leer at Korr, her bedroom eyes inviting him to mount her.

The sight of the witch's cunt rubbing against the dryad's pussy makes him go feral, and he quickly forgets about the vines. He's ready to fuck these two inviting holes over and over.

It's a good night.