You Want to Fuck Bibi

"Fine," you acquiesce. "Here is my offer. We will move forward with our negotiations, such as they are, and by the end of the week I will offer to marry you, if my parents can be convinced it is a good idea." You say this, knowing full well you will not be asking your parents' approval. You can simply lie to the goblin if you decide to marry someone else...

"Okay!" Bibi says quickly, lowering herself to your cock and freeing it from your robes. "Bibi agrees, new husband!" You wonder how fully she understood you as her mouth engulfs your length and you forget everything else. The warm wet of her mouth is the only thing you can think about, the gooey, hot cavern of her throat enveloping your length as she quickly bobs up and down, her hands caressing your balls, holding your shaft steady as she moans vibrations up your length. This is clearly not her first cock, perhaps not even her hundredth, but she is all the better for it. Her tongue dances across the slit of your tip before circling the red rim of your head, cleaning your cock of everything but her saliva, drowning your length in her breath. She pulls her head from you with the smack of her lips. "Is ritual of JeyJey," she says. "Now you taste Bibi."

She pulls you out of her throne and onto your knees, pressing her snatch into your face, forcing your tongue into her slit. You think of resisting at first -- but then you taste her sweetness, almost fizzy, like cream soda dripping down your throat as your tongue laps at her hole, tasting every inch of her. You wonder how you ever lived without this taste, this magnificent, wonderful taste, as you drag your tongue up and down over her lips, pressing yourself into her, until your nose is smashing against her thigh while your tongue circles her clit, your fingers pumping in and out of her while she gasps and digs her fingers into the back of your hair. "Wait, wait!" She calls, pushing you away for just a minute. "Bibi needs fucking."

You blink a few times -- would it be alright, even unmarried? You don't know... if it goes that far, you might not be able to turn back. But you feel compelled, almost as though you are under a spell, a wonderful goblin spell, looking down at this beautiful green girl, her dark green nipples burst free from her robes, her large eyes staring at you, wanting. But perhaps this has gone far enough... You have gotten your taste, can you resist the full meal?