Wake-Up Call

 "A beautiful woman or handsome man with an endless hunger for sex makes a better alarm clock than anything you can find in a market."

Lynn Laurence is my OC.

Yakim belongs to DarkShadowMD, who this story is a birthday gift for. Feliz cumplenos, amigo :)

Extra tags: m/f, feline, witch, sleeping, blowjob, minor_transformation, kitsune, sniffing, cock_worship, oral_creampie

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The black cat was well built, with a clear line of abs. Handsome too. He looked so peaceful in sleep, dreaming of a day spent with his newest waifu. A dream that would soon become reality.

A spike of pleasure awoke him, accompanied by a soft, lustful breathing. He opened his eyes to see a familiar face-that of a cute and sexy witch with creamy skin and forget-me-not blue eyes. Her light brown hair fell down her face like curtains. Her fresh lipstick shone bright purple as she planted two more soft kisses on his barbed meat, making it twitch slightly.

"Lynn..."

"I'm sorry for waking you, Master. I just get so needy and hungry sometimes~" Lynn pouted, looking at him with a pair of adorable blue eyes.

"It's okay... I was just dreaming of you~"

Lynn answered with a cute smile that curved around his shaft, kissing along his cock. Her kisses tingled slightly, and he found his meat slowly but surely becoming hard.

"Lynn..."

"Yes, Master?"

"Could you... do the thing?"

"You mean..." She snapped her fingers. Two fox ears sprouted from her head, and a bushy tail from her backside. "This thing?~"

"Yes. That thing..." Yakim smiled.

"I presume you would also like me to do..." She gently grabbed hold of his sack "...this thing~"

She pressed her nose to his sack and took a deep sniff. Then another. Yakim then felt her mouth close around one of his orbs, more sniffs filling the air as she sucked deeply, her tongue lapping at it. Then she pulled away and gave the other testicle the same treatment. The feeling of her licking and sucking his nuts made him twitch, a little precum leaking from his shaft.

Noticing this, she licked her way back to his tip and sucked the head lovingly, looking up at the feline. Lynn's tongue swirled around the head of Yakim's cock; he moaned aloud and tilted his head back. She was so devoted and loving towards him. He reached down and gently scratched her behind the ears-

Lynn shook her head rapidly. Yakim stopped what he was doing, remembering that her ears were a sensitive zone. Scratching behind them could send her into a lustful frenzy-one she clearly didn't want to have. She took a few seconds to breathe in and out through her nose, staving off her lust.

The witch then took a breath in through her nose and pushed down further, the cat's meat being licked from nearly every angle by her skilled tongue. Yakim's hands gripped the bedsheets tightly as her lips reached his halfway point.

Yakim moaned aloud again as his lover began to bob her head up and down his dick. She tilted her head side to side now and then before resuming her motions, one hand on his thigh, the other still fondling his sack. The feline relaxed himself as best he could, in case she also wanted to try a bit of fingering, but she seemed entirely focused on his cock.

Lynn's lips suddenly met the base of Yakim's cock, leaving a salacious ring of purple. She sucked deeply, moaning to make his cock tingle with the vibrations. Yakim felt his toes curling tightly at the feeling. His inner pressure was quickly building-he tried to warn her but it was replaced with a throaty moan.

Lynn seemed to get the message, pulling back to the tip, resting his cock on her tongue and stroking him with both hands. She looked up at him, silently begging for him to cum. She desired nothing more than all the cum he could give her. And that thought pushed him over the edge.

"Ahn... Cu-cumming..." Yakim sighed.

Lynn's mouth was splashed thrice with Yakim's warm spunk. She let out a soft "Ahhh..." and let it rest on her tongue for a few seconds before swallowing.

"Mmm..." She moaned, playing with it a little bit before gulping down every drop "Thanks for the breakfast, Master."

"Keep waking me up like that, and eventually I might return the favour~" Yakim breathed.

"Prooooomiiiiise?" She asked.

Yakim gently cupped her pretty face with his left hand, pushing his right middle and forefingers into her mouth. She sucked them diligently, her tongue tickling them. The feline smiled at the look on her eyes.

"Pinky promise~" he added his pinky finger to her mouth, and she gave a cute whine. Pulling his fingers out and getting up, he chuckled "Now, let's go see what Shampoo's made for breakfast."

Magical Night (Part 2)

Extra tags: mf, blowjob, cowgirl, Viennese Oyster, analingus, anal, oral creampie

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The front door of the shack swung open. Ciaran Xanderson stood in the door frame, his brown hair plastered to his face, his pinkish skin shimmering with droplets and his tunic and trousers peppered with spots of rain.

"Heya, wizard boy~" A still-naked Nerin smiled.

"Uh... Hi, Nerin. What brings you to this freezing cold corner of the world?" Ciaran asked.

"Well, you've been neglecting my invitations to the Syndicate's meetings." Wakeeda answered, putting on a voice similar to an upset child "Poor Nerin had to come to me for some company. And now you're here too..."

Ciaran's eyes told her he understood. He didn't much like that he'd been roped into this, though. He felt as if Wakeeda was taking advantage of his altruism; he always found it hard to say "no", especially to the witch doctor. 

Something about his expression must have given him away, because Nerin spoke up. "Ciaran..." 

The wizard held up a hand, turning away. 

But the soothsayer continued "If you don't want to, I'll understand. You've just come back from Gods know where on some quest for Wakeeda. You're probably exhausted and in need of some rest. If you want me to leave-"

"Nerin, I'd hate for you to leave here without getting some of the wizard dick you've been having me telling you about for the past few months." Wakeeda cooed.

Nerin looked at Wakeeda so fiercely that the witch doctor stepped back a fraction. "This is about Ciaran, not me. You're guilt tripping him into this, and I'm not okay with that. If the only way I can get said wizard dick is from you extorting it, I don't want it."

Ciaran looked back at Nerin, his heart lifting slightly at her sympathy. It wasn't as if she wasn't attractive, he thought. She was beautiful, even. It was Wakeeda's guilt tripping that made him so uneasy. She constantly lent him to her friends in the Syndicate like he was a gift in a game of Pass the Parcel.

Wakeeda protested "But Nerin-"

"No, Wakeeda. You're my friend, but this... this whoring Ciaran out isn't something friends let friends do. If Ciaran doesn't want to, he doesn't want to. End of."

Ciaran spoke, his throat dry. "I want to, but..."

"What?" Both women asked.

The wizard paused a moment "Without you, Wakeeda. I need proof that you're not constantly passing me around the Syndicate for your own pleasure. Right now, I'm feeling like one of your sex toys, or a potion. Nothing but a tool to help you get off. I need to know that's not the case."

Wakeeda blinked, stunned.

"That's what it'll take for me to indulge Nerin." Ciaran stated firmly. "That you don't even watch it happening."

Nerin looked at Wakeeda with what could only be described as the most convincing puppy eyes ever seen in Asmana. After a moment, the witch doctor sighed "Okay. I won't watch or get involved. I promise."

Nerin took Ciaran's hand and led him into the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. At once, the wizard felt Nerin's lips kissing his, her moan into his mouth as their bodies pressed together. Her hands snaked under his tunic and lifted it up.

"Heh... I'm half tempted to tie your hands together, but I'm just happy to finally be getting you~" She said, hooking her thumbs into his waistband and pushing his trousers down.

"Finally?" Ciaran asked, slipping out of his shoes.

"I've been seeing you in my crystal ball for a while now..." She answered, looking up at him "I can't always predict the future, but I hoped and hoped..."

"I'll try to make sure that hope pays off then." Ciaran smiled.

Nerin's sentence hadn't even begun when she slipped his pants down and his cock hung before her. "Gods... it's even better than I envisioned..." she sighed, her hands already taking hold of it, stroking it, her lips pressing to the tip.

Ciaran's first moaned barely escaped his lips before his knees buckled. He caught himself and grinned sheepishly "Sorry... there's a reason I usually sit or lie down when getting a blowjob..." He moved over to the bed and sat down.

Nerin acted as if the buckle never happened, kissing his cock and leaving lipstick marks all over it. Her left hand cradled his sack while her right formed a ring around the base of his shaft, keeping it steady while her lips pressed against every inch they could reach.

Ciaran spoke through his flustered panting "If you wanna... swing your leg over me... I'd happily-"

But Nerin suddenly took his entire cock into her mouth and the rest of his sentence was gone. Her eyes looked into his and she moaned as she pulled herself back, leaving a clear lipstick mark around the base of his cock. She stopped near the tip though, starting to bob her head with a dreamy look in her eyes.

The soothsayer didn't throat his cock again, but pushed her lips halfway down his cock, back and forth in a rhythm while sucking deeply. Nerin's tongue teased his slit relentlessly and her left hand took hold of his, gripping it tightly. Her right hand had since disappeared downwards, rubbing her clit.

Nerin pulled herself back, sucking all the way off of his cock. "Ah... I can't wait any longer..." she crawled onto the bed, her tits brushing as much of his skin as they could reach, their left hands still holding each other. Her right hand reached down and grabbed his cock, placing it at her soaking entrance.

Ciaran's right hand rested on Nerin's thigh, and the soothsayer descended. Her pussy lips parted easily, allowing entrance to the cock she'd been dreaming of. Her moan as his meat pushed into her pussy was one of clear bliss, but she let herself bend over. Her lips fell onto his and her tongue pushed into his mouth as Nerin's pussy hit the bottom of Ciaran's cock.

Nerin let go of Ciaran's hand but cupped his face as they kissed, her pussy tightly gripping his cock. She lifted her hips up to the head before pushing them down, a moan escaping both of them. The soothsayer quickly built a slow but hard rhythm of riding Ciaran's cock. The wizard reached around and groped her ass.

The soothsayer sped up, her hips slapping loudly against Ciaran's. Her moans into the kiss weren't exactly louder, but they were far more sensual. Her grip on Ciaran's face tightened slightly, her nails digging in. His grunt of pain alerted her and she slackened her grip slightly, one of her hands instead resting on his hairy chest.

Ciaran started to thrust back into the soothsayer. The kiss broke and Nerin's thumb worked into Ciaran's mouth, holding it open as they both moaned. Ciaran looked into her beautiful eyes and saw something fierce in them. Something truly lustful. He felt a sudden realization that she'd been waiting for this for a lot longer than he'd thought.

"I'm getting close!" Nerin moaned.

Ciaran thrust back into Nerin harder in answer. Her own motions became faster and Ciaran struggled to keep up with them, creating a desynchronized rhythm that ensured the wizard's cock pushed entirely into Nerin's tight pussy. The rhythm became faster and faster until-

"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhnnnn!" Nerin cried aloud her pleasure. Ciaran felt her pussy clenching tightly as she covered his cock with her juices. Panting, Nerin swung her leg off of him and lay on her back. Then, as if struck by a sudden idea, the soothsayer lifted her feet behind her head. Sitting up, Ciaran was given a wonderful view of her figure. She smiled at his admiration of her figure "Come and taste my supple body, handsome..."

Ciaran bent over-his lips kissed each of Nerin's nipples. His right hand ran down her stomach to her pussy, his fingers spreading her lips apart. His tongue ran along her piercings and he suckled each of her nipples. 

His fingers now pushed into her pussy and spread it out. Nerin's body shook with pleasure. Hip lips kissed her stomach, moving downwards to her pussy. As he kissed her clit, she spoke "Ahn... my ass... I want you to rim me~"

Ciaran obliged, but first getting off the bed. He took a moment to stretch his back, taking in the view of Nerin as she repositioned herself to face him. She looked far more than just sexy. He couldn't think of the correct word though, so he decided to show her what he was thinking.

He clambered back onto the bed and moved his face to Nerin's ass. He could smell the pussy juices leaking onto the bed-it smelled strangely like berries. Placing his hand on each of her asscheeks and spreading them apart, Ciaran took a deep breath and moved his head forward, puckering.

His lips pressed to Nerin's hole and Ciaran felt it relax. His tongue pushed from between his lips and washed over it. Her tasted the pussy juice leaking from her slit. His tongue moved downwards, and he sank into a rhythm of licking her butthole, interspersed with kisses.

Nerin's asshole puckered with pleasure as Ciaran's tongue and lips caressed it. As if kissing him back. Ciaran's tongue began to move in circles, tracing the creases of Nerin's hole. Tasting the mix of pussy juice and sweat. It was tangy and pungent, and Ciaran found himself enjoying it. Nerin's ass opened a little and he pushed his tongue inside, to a moan from her.

The soothsayer pushed Ciaran's head away from her ass "Ahn... Ciaran... I want you to... fuck my asshole..."

The wizard stopped his rimming rather reluctantly, but he pressed his cock to her pucker eagerly. He wanted this as much as her now. The two locked eyes, and Nerin nodded, her breath heavy with need.

Ciaran pushed into Nerin's asshole. The tightness made him moan aloud for a moment before he instinctively stifled himself by biting his lip. Nerin glared at him in answer and he nodded, letting the moan come out as his sack met her ass.

Spurred on by the soothsayer's eyes and knowing that she didn't want it gentle, Ciaran started to pound her, pushing her legs back at the knees. She reached forwards and gripped his arms, moaning as he fucked her. But her sounds were more than pleasure; she sounded concretely happy. Ciaran's heart leapt as the realization struck him.

Her lips trembled with the effort of moving "H-ahn!-harder..."

The wizard readily sped up, fucking Nerin's ass faster. His waist slapped her buttcheeks loudly, her hole tightening with pleasure and clenching down on him. His hands moved up and gripped her ankles, bending over her further, drilling into her ass harder, each slap echoing around the room.

He looked into Nerin's sparkling eyes, at her plump lips. The red lipstick was slightly smeared, and her panting was so sensual. He couldn't resist-he let go of her ankles, placing a hand on each side of her and kissed her. Her arms wrapped around him and embraced him tightly in answer.

Ciaran's cock throbbed as he fucked the soothsayer. His pleasure was building rapidly. He didn't think he'd be able to last for much longer. He broke the kiss and whispered "I'm getting close!"

"In my mouth..." Nerin told him. He took his cock out of her ass and moved to her mouth "Just the tip..." she added, wrapping her hand around his cock before he could. She jerked his cock rapidly, eager for his cum. Her lips kissed his tip and her tongue massaged his slit as fast as she stroked him.

Ciaran groaned aloud as he came, his cock unleashing one, two, three loads of cum into her eager mouth. She pulled back from his cock and gulped before sticking her tongue out, showing none left. 

Ciaran lay on his back, and felt the soothsayer's arm wrap around him, her body suddenly laying on his.
Nerin sighed, her face splitting into a wide grin "So good... I can't wait to do this again..."

"Again?" Ciaran asked, panting.

"Let's just say this won't be our last meeting. I'm hoping the others have a similar outcome to this..."

Magical Night (Part 1)

 "The Syndicate are all close to each other. We're more than just friends or accomplices. We're family. A big, sometimes dysfunctional, sometimes incestuous, family who want to help spread the truth about magic."

Wakeeda is my OC.

Nerin belongs to DarkShadow777.

Extra tags: ff, witch doctor, fortuneteller, body worship, cunnilingus, fingering, tribbing
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Wakeeda was lonely. Ciaran was off fetching ingredients for her, and until he got back, she had pretty much nothing to do. She'd finished all the potions she had the ingredients to make, her library was empty of books she hadn't already memorized, and even her attempts to look into the future had grown stale. For now, she just sat in her chair, listening to the soft sound of the raindrops on her roof.

She heard a soft whoosh behind her. A familiar voice spoke "You know, you just need to give me a call if you want some company~" 

Wakeeda wheeled around to see a very welcome sight. Lightly tanned skin leading up to dark hair and a pretty face with feline, oval-like eyes. Rings adorned a curvy body that was covered with naught but a few velvet linings.
Without a word, the witch doctor walked to her visitor and kissed her, cupping her face. The other woman returned the kiss enthusiastically, her arms embracing Wakeeda. The crystal ball in her palm found it's way to the table, where it rested.

"Nerin... You're a sight for bored eyes." The witch doctor whispered, breaking the kiss for a moment.
"As are you, Wakeeda~" The soothsayer replied, running her hands along Wakeeda's body.

The women kissed again, the witch doctor leading them over to the bedroom.  Nerin allowed herself to be pushed onto the bed before Wakeeda joined her. Wakeeda crawled on top of Nerin, their bodies pressing together sensually.

"It's been so long since I've explored this supple, delightful body..." The witch doctor whispered.
She kissed Nerin's neck, prompting a small sigh from her. Her hands cupped the soothsayer's breasts, fondling them. She moved back up and kissed Nerin's lips again, their tongues swirling , breasts pressing together. Wakeeda felt her pussy rub against Nerin's thigh and broke the kiss with a smile, moving downwards again.

After a few more kisses of the neck, Wakeeda began to lick and suckle on Nerin's perky nipple. Her tongue circled it as her lips sucked, her hand folding and groping Nerin's other breast, the soothsayer rubbing her thigh against Wakeeda's pussy a touch harder, moaning aloud. The witch doctor then moved to Nerin's other nipple, granting it the same treatment of licking and suckling.

The pale woman worked her way downward, kissing Nerin's belly and waist a few times. Her lips then began to meet each of the soothsayer's thighs, moving inwards until she planted a soft, tender kiss on the pussy. Nerin's soft moan was music to Wakeeda's ears. Her hands wrapped behind Nerin's thighs and she pulled herself into the soothsayer's pussy.

With no hesitation at all, Wakeeda's tongue pushed apart Nerin's lips, licking at the sweet juices between. Nerin's pussy clenched around her tongue slightly in answer. Wakeeda pressed her mouth against Nerin's lips, her tongue reaching deeper.

As she licked the delicious slit, the witch doctor teased Nerin's ass with her finger. The witch doctor and soothsayer locked eyes, Wakeeda now starting to lick Nerin's erecting bead. Nerin moaned aloud, her head tilting back, eyes closing in pleasure. Wakeeda smiled slightly as her index and middle fingers pushed into Nerin's tight ass.

The witch doctor's fingers spread outwards once inside, but came together again as she pulled them back. Wakeeda felt her own pussy clench needily as Nerin's song of pleasure sounded around the shack. Just a little bit longer, she told herself with a smile. Her two fingers pushed into Nerin's ass faster, her tongue licking her clit slower.

Nerin placed a hand on Wakeeda's forehead and pushed her away, her face flushed with pleasure "Ah... Your tongue is amazing... But I want to feel your pussy~"

The witch doctor swung her leg over Nerin's pussy and touched it to her own. She could feel Nerin's wetness pressing against her own firmly. Bending forwards to position herself, she found herself filled with excitement.

Wakeeda started to move her hips, feeling their lips rub against each other. Nerin reached up and grabbed Wakeeda's breasts, fondling them. Wakeeda answered by pushing a finger into Nerin's mouth, to be met with the soothsayer's tongue playing with it-licking it. Both women moaned, their juices steadily flowing into a puddle underneath them.

The witch doctor increased her rhythm. Nerin's eyes flashed slightly and she deeply sucked Wakeeda's entire finger, squeezing each breast in tandem with the rubbing of their pussies. Wakeeda pinched Nerin's nipple and pulled in answer, giving her lover such pleasure that the soothsayer's eyes briefly rolled upwards.

Wakeeda grinded on Nerin's nether lips faster, her pleasure rapidly building. Nerin's mouth opened in a loud moan of bliss. Her moan turned into a squeal as Wakeeda pulled a hand back and brought it against Nerin's plump asscheek with a loud smack that left a very slight mark.

The witch doctor wasn't going to last much longer "Uhn! Nerin, I'm close."

"Me too-ahn-Wakeeda. Let's both cum ahn-at once~"

With a pair of loud moans, synchronized as if in a theater, the two women came. Their pussies squirted their juices, filling the air with the smell of sex to join that of sweat. Wakeeda lifted herself off of Nerin's pussy, taking note of the huge puddle that had soaked into the bedsheets.

The women lay next to each other, panting. Wakeeda spoke first "That... I needed that~"

"Hehe~" Nerin smirked. "Just a shame your wizard friend wasn't here to enjoy the show." 

"It's funny that you say that..."

"What do you mean?"

Wakeeda chuckled "For all your knowledge about the future, you can be rather clueless about the present..."

Fairy Nice

 "Fairies are known for their prankster nature, but very few accounts detail how sexually focused their species is. It would seem, from my personal observations, that they enjoy a good romp as much as any elf, orc or human. Perhaps more so." - Journal of an Anonymous Explorer

Levi Zathone is my OC.

Devany belongs to DarkShadow777.

Extra tags: threesome, futa, femboy, female, fairies, double-blowjob, facefucking, rimming, spitroast, reverse-cowgirl, blowjob, doggystyle, mating-press, anal-creampie, vaginal-creampie
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The three fairies all flew into their small getaway of a hole in a tree. They'd already spent half an hour packing it with leaves, and now they couldn't wait another second. They caressed each other's curvy figures, stripping off what little clothing they wore.

Devany, with her dark blue hair. Two antennae stuck up from her forehead. Her figure wasn't plump by any means, but it was sexy and enticing nonetheless.

Levi, with his luscious bubble butt. His orange hair tied into a ponytail slung over his shoulder, body freckles on full display. The skirt he'd been wearing cast aside, his cock stood straight up. He let out a soft moan as Devany spanked him.

Tink, her trademark blonde hair, blue eyes and red lipstick. Her green dress was already thrown to the side, showing a thick cock, already fully mast and leaking precum. Both Levi and Devany's hands massaged the blonde's shaft, sucking on her nipples.

"Mmm..." Devany moaned, rubbing her own clit "I've been waiting ages for this..."

Levi smiled "Then shall we move forwards, Devs? I'll get her cock, you can do her balls~"

"You're on, gingy~" Devany licked Tink's nipple one last time before they both got onto their knees.

Levi's tongue ran along the blonde's shaft, licking up her precum. Meanwhile, Devany's lips sucked Tink's sack lovingly. The pleasure starting to overtake her, Tink's mouth opened in a silent moan of pleasure as she gently placed a hand behind each of their heads, helping to guide them along her sweet spots.

The redhead's lips curled around Tink's cockhead, sucking lazily while Devany allowed her tongue to explore the blonde's nuts. Devany's nose took a deep breath; her eyes rolled upwards with the sweet smell. With the scent of cock flowing through his nostrils and tastebuds, Levi pushed down to the halfway point of the blonde's cock, massaging it with his mouth.

Tink gently pushed Devany's face away from her sack, then made a gesture; a hole with her thumb and index finger with her left hand, then pushed her tongue through the hole and licked the air rapidly. Devany didn't need convincing-she flew upwards, turning around. Tink grabbed her buttocks and pressed her mouth against Dev's hole.

Her tongue already exploring the puckered hole before her, Tink then grabbed Levi's head and began thrusting. The blonde gripped Levi's head and began to facefuck the cute femboy. Levi's mouth sucked deeply as Tink pumped his lips and throat with her thick cock. The hand not stroking himself dove under her ballsack, rubbing her clit; her knees buckled at the feeling.

Moaning aloud now, Devany pushed back a little more, enjoying Tink's tongue licking her starfish. Her hands rubbed her own clit while massaging her breast, toes curling as she was eaten out. Her soft moans were music to both the redhead and the blonde's ears. Overtaken by the sensations she felt, Tink lifted a hand from Levi and spanked her-Devany squealed in pleasure.

Levi sucked deeply as Tink fucked his face, both of his hands now attending to Tink's pussy-one rubbing her clit, the other gently fingering her pussy. It was clear that she much preferred giving cock to taking it-she was tight as a drum. Smirking as he fantasized briefly, Levi pushed his head all the way down her shaft and began sucking deeply, making her knees buckle again.

With a sound like a passionate kiss being broken, Tink pushed Devany's butt away from her face, panting. She also pushed away Levi's head from her cock-she pointed at the blue-haired fairy, then downwards, then slid her index finger between another hole; an oval, created with her index and forefingers. Smiling widely, Devany got down and lay on her back.

Panting in anticipation, Levi backed up slightly, stroking his cock as he placed it at Devany's lips. In answer, she sucked lightly, her tongue teasing his slit. Tink placed her own cock at Dev's pussy, lining it up. Then, with a single thrust from both of them, Devany was impaled on both of her lover's cocks at once.

Tink's cock pounded Devany's pussy, the blue-haired fairy's moans massaging Levi's cock. The femboy's hips pulled back and forth, using Devany's lips the way he knew she loved. Devany's toes curled tightly as she was fucked roughly from both ends-Tink pulled back a hand and spanked her plump buttock, making her squeal.

Suddenly struck by a thought-no, an urge-Tink reach forwards and grabbed Levi by the chin, pulling him close to her. Levi followed her lead-they both puckered up until their lips met and they kissed, still roughly pounding Devany between them. The blue-haired fairy suddenly tightened around Tink's cock as she came, her nectar spilling all over Tink's cock.

"Fuck... As much as I love Dev's throat, I really wanna feel you fucking my ass..." Levi breathed as the kiss was broken.

Tink smiled as she pulled out of Devany, sitting back and patting her lap. Devany breathed heavily, moving to the side and watching as she got her breath back. Meanwhile, Levi floated over, turning himself around. He placed his own legs behind Tink's and felt her lining her cock up with his hole. Then she grabbed his hips and thrust so hard his knees buckled, falling entirely onto her cock.
 

The femboy's cock twitched, squirting some precum onto their nest. His legs pushed him up automatically, but Tink forcefully slammed him back down onto her shaft. His cock twitched again. Devany let out an approving squeal at the sight, her fingers rubbing her pussy as she watched her best friend begin to get anally ravaged.

Levi's ass bounced on Tink's fat cock, the slaps echoing through the room as he moaned. The blonde's cock stretched him every way, one of her hands was tightly gripping his hip, the other squeezing his nipple between her middle and forefingers. His own hands were both placed behind him, to balance him as he was drilled from below.

Her tongue hanging out slightly, Tink sped up, fucking the cute redhead faster. His arms buckled slightly-his eyes rolled upwards and his moans were replaced with lustful gasps. The blonde placed both hands on his hips, pushing him downwards as her own hips pushed upwards, ensuring that her cock pushed it's deepest into him, her balls meeting his before pulling away.

"Fuck... Just my fingers aren't gonna do it for me." Devany moaned "Tink, bring him over here, and let's stack~" She lay on her back, spreading her legs. 

Smiling widely at her suggestion, and the sight before her, Tink lifted Levi up by the legs in a full nelson. With surprising strength, she carried him over to the blue-haired fairy before letting him down, her cock still in his asshole. Devany placed Levi's cock at her pussy and nodded at Tink-she thrust hard, Levi's cock being pushed fully into his best friend's honey pot.

Without waiting for them to settle-too lustful to wait-Tink started fucking Levi's ass with the same passion he'd ridden her. Each of Tink's thrusts forced Levi's cock fully into Devany's still-soaked pussy. The femboy was in utter bliss as he was fucked. Tink's hips slapped loudly against his bubble butt, the smacking almost as loud as the moans from him and his best friend.

Devany and Levi moaned together as they were both fucked. Their eyes locked onto each other, tongues hanging out. But they didn't kiss-they wanted to hear each other's lustful, luscious moans. Tink pulled back a hand and spanked Levi hard, making him squeal, twitch and clench in pleasure.

Seized by another idea, another primal need, the blonde suddenly grabbed Levi's ponytail and yanked his head back. Her thrusts became much faster, which forced Levi's cock into Dev's honey pot faster. He thrust back against her, but she drilled into him with such raw ferocity that he couldn't keep up, and he felt his pleasure rapidly building to a climax.

"Ah! Fuck!" Levi moaned aloud "I'm getting cl-close!"

His best friend responded by grabbing his face and kissing him deeply while wrapping her legs around him tightly. The two fairies' tongues swirled and danced around each other. Tink increased her pace of thrusting, panting loudly, getting close herself. She gripped Levi's hips tightly as she pounded his hole faster and faster.

Levi's moan was muffled by Devany's lips as he shot his nectar deep into Devany's wetness. At the same time, Tink's cock pushed deeply into Levi's ass one last time and she let loose her cum inside his tight hole. One, two, three, four spurts of cum shot deeply into Levi's hole before Tink pulled back and her cum leaked out of him.

The three fairies lay next to each other, satisfied. They didn't exchange any words. They didn't need to. Especially not when Levi pulled his still hard cock out of Devany's pussy and lay on his back, drawing a lustful glance from both the blonde and the blue-haired fairies.

Fortune Favours the Foolish

 "Nobody can dictate the tide of fortune, or sway Lady Luck to their side. But there are those who seem blessed with an uncanny luck to get out of situations that that same luck got them into in the first place." - Unknown

Tashi and Ibara Shoji are my OCs.

To, Ri and Ku belong to DarkShadow777.

Hachigaki-kun belongs to spenji.

Tags: bimbo, elf, kuchisake-onna, yokai, riddles, yurei, size-difference, tonguetacles, standing-sex, breast_sucking, creampie
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The cave stretched onwards down a corridor. Torches in their sconces lined the rocky wall, giving what light they could. As a result, the place was bathed in an orange glow.

An elf's footsteps-somewhat muffled by the thick boots she wore-echoed slightly on the damp floor. The white leather miniskirt and bright blue silk top she wore left little to the imagination. Her hair was a bright orange that would have stood out on even the darkest of nights. 

Tashi hadn't been told to come here or anything. She just saw the entrance and curiosity set in. Her mouth hung slightly open as she walked along, looking around aimlessly. She didn't notice very much, such as the inhuman scratches on the walls, or the skittering spiders trying to get away from the torchlight.

She noticed a door ahead though. A thick, heavy one, as if placed there to keep something inside. With a grunt of effort, the elf pushed the door open. Inside was a large room with only a woman inside. A blonde woman with blue eyes, rather pale skin, and cuts around her mouth. She also held a butcher's carving knife in her right hand. 

Tashi, not paying much attention, sauntered up to her. "Hi there!"

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Uuuh... Why are you asking me that? You, like, remind me of this friend of mine who was waaaaaaaaaaay too self concious. Like, girl! Just stop worrying about what the boys think of you and just be you!"

"But that's not what-"

"-And then she was all like 'but how can I find a good man if I don't look pretty enough?' so I was like-"

"You're not answering the-"

"-so then, of, course, I was all 'girl, a man love whatever a man loves! if he loves you for you, great for you both!' and she was like-"

The woman suddenly grabbed Tashi, shoved her through the door on the other end of the room, and slammed it behind her. The elf tried the door, but it wouldn't budge-the blonde was holding it shut on the other side.

"Wow. Rude." Tashi muttered to herself. She was only trying to help... Shaking her head and sighing, she walked onwards.

Inside the next room were three... things. A blue-coloured  ghost, an umbrella, and a lantern of some kind. They each had eyes and a mouth, though, so they must be able to talk, right?

"Hey there, sexy thing. Who might you be?"

"I'm Tashi." The elf answered "Who are, like, you three?"

"I'm To." The lantern said.

The umbrella spoke up. "I'm Ri." 

"I'm Ku." The blue ghost said.

"Like, it's really nice to meet you." Tashi smiled.

"Likewise, and we have a game we'd like you to play..." Ku smirked, placing his fingers together.

The elf blinked. "What, like, kind of game?"

To answered her: "To start; what's long and hard and has cum in it?" 

"Ooh, I love joke shows!"

"Yes... joke shows..." the three all giggled.

Tashi strained her mind to think "What has cum in it? Dicks are long and hard, but they have cream in them, so it can't be that... I guess it might be 'cu-cum-ber' but-"

"That's it!" Ri cried, surprised.

"Yeah, that's right, sexy!" To winked at her.

Ku asked "Next up: what has a long shaft, a pointed tip, and comes with it's own sheath?" 

"Uh... is that, like, your umbrella friend?" Tashi asked, pointing at Ri.

There was a pointed silence as the three looked at each other, then broke out into smiles.

"Ya know what, we'll give you that one~" Ku laughed, wiping a tear away.

"Okay sexy, here's the last one: what tastes a lot better than it smells?" Ri asked.

"Oh, that one's easy!" Tashi spoke with total confidence. "My pussy!"

The three yokais burst out laughing, collapsing to the floor in hysterics. Meanwhile, the door to the next room swung open. Not wanting to stay near this bunch of weirdos for much longer, as fun as they were, Tashi moved onwards.

"Mommy?" a voice called out. It sounded scared.

Tashi stepped inside, and the voice asked again "M-mommy?" In the centre of the room was a young boy, but he easily stood at her height. His dark red hair contrasted with her blue eyes and pale skin. He wore a white coat, a white hat with a symbol she didn't quite recognize and white thigh-high boots.

Tashi came closer, and he saw her, walking to the elf shakily "Hello? I was bullied into coming into this cave because I'm so tall, and I'm so scared..."

"Aw... You poor thing! Like, I gotta go deeper into this like, cave but-"

"Please don't go! I... I'm so frightened..." The young boy started to sob, and he dropped to his knees in despair.

Something deep within the elf took over. Something she had no idea was there. She acted on instinct; wrapping her arms around the boy and hugging him. He pressed himself between her breasts and his sobs subsided somewhat.

"Don't worry... I-I'm here... What's your name?" Her own voice was shaky.

"I'm Hachigaki-kun. But... you can call me Hachi..." His voice was less fearful now.

"Okay, Hachi..." She hugged him a little tighter. "My name's Tashi..."

Tashi felt something huge and hard pressing against her leg. Before she could look down, she'd been lifted into the air, and Hachi was hugging her very tightly, but not uncomfortably so. He lifted her top up and his lips curled around her breast, suckling the sweet contents inside.

"Ahhhn!" Tashi moaned aloud. She felt many tongues begin to slip along her body, caressing and tasting her every inch while undressing her. She felt Hachi's cock press against her pussy entrance, and her eyes were forced shut with the pleasure as Hachi deeply suckled on her huge tits.

When her eyes opened again, the elf suddenly noticed that their surroundings had changed. Instead of the dark, damp cave, they were standing by a huge hot spring. Rather than water though, the spring was full of milk, steam rising from it in beautiful waves.

She felt her pussy pressing harder against Hachi's cock, her entrance stretching to accommodate it. Whatever words would normally escape her were cut short by her moans.

Hachi briefly took his mouth from her nipple "Ahh... Your body is so plump and sexy... and your fat, milk-laden tits are a delight..." He moved to her other nipple, suckling as deeply. 

Tashi felt a spike of pleasure in her pussy as Hachi's thick cock slipped inside, and the elf found her hands resting on Hachi's head, pulling him into her breast as she slid down his thick meat. Each inch stretched her out, until her pussy kissed the base of his cock.

Then Hachi began thrusting.

Tashi's moans echoed around the hot spring as she was fucked by the handsome man. Hachi's cock was long and thick, and the vigorous way he sucked her breasts felt amazing. Her whole body was aflame with desire, and she gripped his shoulders, her fingers and toes both curling tightly.

Hachi's pace quickened, driving his cock into her snatch with vigour. She could feel her breasts swelling slightly as she was pumped by his thickness. Two tongues each wrapped around her breasts in a spiral pattern, coating them in spit. They pressed her nipples between them, rubbing against her nubs.

Tashi could feel the pleasure building up within her rapidly. She cried out "Ahn! Gonna cu-cum!"
"Yes! Cum for me! Your wonderful body deserves all the pleasure I can give it!" Hachi told her, bouncing her on his meatstick.

As the surge of pleasure overcame her, Tashi's milk squirted out of her breasts, the thin white streams pouring out of her tits as she was fucked harder and faster. Hachi didn't slow down his pace, continuing to fuck the elf, his hips smacking loudly against her plump ass cheeks.

Hachi's tongues tightened further, squeezing her breasts, the tips pinching her nipples harder, milk running down them. Tashi could do nothing. Nothing but moan in bliss as the man impaled her onto his cock again and again. She felt one of his tongues push between her lips and start to dance with hers. It tasted wonderfully sweet.

Everything was going blank... her mind began to get lost in the intense pleasure of another orgasm... The last thing she was aware of was another surge of pleasure through her pussy and tits...

The elf felt a cold surface pressing against the right side of her body. Tashi's eyes fluttered open and she found herself back in the cave, but Hachi wasn't there. Her breasts still ached and leaked with milk, but she felt as if she'd just woken up from a long beauty sleep. Better, even.

She stood up and headed to the now-open door. Inside was a single wooden chest, gilded with silver. Her hands still a little shaky from her time with Hachi, Tashi gently lifted the lid of the chest.

Inside was a single... buttplug? A bright orange buttplug was the reward? She reached into it and picked it up. It was large, and it was glowing slightly. Tashi licked it, and the taste reminded her of a grilled chicken salad she remembered eating. Huh. It must be some kind of lickable snack you can carry around with you when you're craving your favourite food.

Well, it was hers now. She pulled down her panties, and slowly pushed it inside her butt. Despite it's large size, it felt surprisingly comfy to have it there, inside her. She moaned slightly, letting it settle.

With slightly shakier legs than usual, Tashi turned around and left the cave, looking forward to her next adventure.

Claws

 "When burning anger successfully overtakes utter terror, instinct is all you can fight on." - Unknown

Tina Olliedottir, Jamie and Cole Fletcherson are all my OCs.

Tags: nsfw-lite feline, sadist, tentacles, near-rape, fight, action

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The Westend sun was subdued behind a huge mass of white clouds, but no rain fell on the realm. All across the realm, in farms and fishing boats alike, people were working, preferring the lack of brightness to the sun shining in their eyes from every reflective surface. Walking along a well-worn path was a cow warrior and a black feline. 

The cow, Tina Olliedottir, was predominantly white with a few brown spots along her muscular figure. No hair sat on her head, and two light brown eyes scanned the road they walked along. Her steel armour was simple, but it was polished to a sheen and well cared for. A simple sword sat in it's sheath, hanging from her waist.

The cat, known only as Jamie, was short and slim. Covered in black fur that matched a black tunic with dark grey pants and shoes, only his yellow eyes and the white tip of his long tail provided any colour to his image. He gripped his left arm with his right hand, looking around nervously.

The two were inseperable. Since Jamie had run away from his childhood slavers and met her, Miss Tina had kept him safe. Protected him. Fed him. All the things he wasn't able to do himself. In return, he'd dedicated himself to following her example. Learning from her. Studying how to buy things in a shop, how to speak to people, how to do all the things he'd missed out while growing up in a slaver camp.

The two began to come up on a mage walking the other direction. Jamie moved in front of Miss Tina like she'd taught him to and kept walking, not looking at the mage. For all Jamie knew, he was a slaver. Miss Tina placed a hand on his shoulder and he mewled gently in thanks.

"Hey there, pretty. You mind if I grab a handful of those milkers?" the mage leered as they passed him.
Miss Tina ignored the man, letting only an annoyed sigh in answer. She then muttered something under her breath that Jamie didn't quite catch. He was used to that, though.

A huge black tentacle, as thick as Jamie's torso, suddenly swung at them from above. The cat ducked out of the way and moved to the side as Miss Tina drew her sword. Another one swung at Jamie, but he dodged it and dove into a bush.

The mage, his brow furrowed, pointed a finger and more tentacles spawned from various portals, getting ready to attack "I asked you a question." he told her, sounding almost offended.

"You want an answer? How about "Fuck you"?" Miss Tina spat back. Jamie stifled a chuckle.

"Wonderful idea!" The mage answered. 

He pointed, and a dozen or so tentacles dove at Miss Tina. The cow warrior swung her sword and cut one of the tentacles off, leaving it writhing pathetically on the floor. Another swing and another tendril was severed.

But Miss Tina quickly became overwhelmed by the mass of black tentacles. She couldn't fight them all off, and they smacked away her sword before ensnaring her arms and legs, immobilizing her. The now-smirking mage lifted up his hand and Miss Tina was lifted into the air.

"You-you bastard!"

A tendril forced itself into Miss Tina's mouth, silencing her. Meanwhile, the tentacles wrapped around her legs forced them apart. She struggled and squirmed in an attempt to get free, but even her immense strength couldn't break the bonds. The tendrils went to work, callously pulling off her armour.

Jamie was terrified, but this mage-this man-was going to violate Miss Tina. He felt something bubbling up inside him, forcing his fear to the side. He suddenly noticed that his teeth were bared, and his claws were out. 

For the first time, he felt anger, strong enough to boil the blood in his veins. This was no time to run. This was no time for fear. This was a time to act. 

He stepped out from the bush and shouted "St-st-stay away from Miss Tina!"

The mage turned around to face him, a tentacle about to penetrate the cow warrior pausing in it's tracks "Hah. Or what? Harmless little kitty going to try to hurt the big bad-ARGH! FUCK!" the mage staggered backwards as Jamie lunged, scratching across his face. The mage was knocked over, but he was able to launch Jamie over himself, before getting to his feet.

"This k-kitty has cl-CLAWS!" Jamie told him, assuming a fighting stance for the first time in memory.
The mage, growling with anger, summoned two more tentacles to attack. But Jamie, with reflexes befitting his nature, dodged their attacks. He dove to the side of the mage as another tentacle tried to ensnare him before swinging his claw and hitting the mage's face again. 

He lunged again but his swipe missed. He felt the mage's boot connect with his stomach and he was sent a few meters away.

"Mm-mmm!" His guardian cried out, struggling harder, the tentacles still holding her in place. 

Don't worry Miss Tina... I'll save you...

With a loud cry of defiant anger, Jamie dodged the mage's next attack. Another tentacle swung for his head but he grabbed it and sank his claws into it. But the mage was unphased-with a flick of his wrist Jamie was hit around the face, but he jumped over the attempted sweep. He landed on his hands and kicked the mage in the face, springing forwards and attempting a swipe, only to narrowly miss.

Jamie ducked the tentacles swinging for his head and lifted his leg up, kicking the mage between the legs. Getting back on his feet, Jamie pounced into the mage, tackling him to the ground. With a strangled cry of anger, Jamie straddled the mage's chest and started slashing wildly at the mage's face. Left, right, left, up, right, left, down-he didn't care. He just wanted to make this mage let Miss Tina go.

The mage suddenly let loose a burst of energy and Jamie was forced back. Jamie caught a glimpse of his face. What wasn't covered in scratch marks or blood showed utter terror. Jamie found himself strangely satisfied as he readied himself to pounce again, but the mage swatted him away with a tentacle.

When Jamie turned to look, the mage was running away pell-mell, leaving a thin cloud of dust behind him. Tina fell to the floor as the tentacles released her, before getting up and brushing herself off.

"AND D-DON'T C-C-COME BACK!" Jamie screamed at the mage. He winced, realizing he'd balled his hands into fists before retracting his claws. The feline turned and ran into Miss Tina, wrapping his arms around her waist and squeezing as hard as he could.

He felt Miss Tina's hand softly pet his head. "I... I never knew you were..."

"Sorr-r-rry... I made a m-m-mess of that, d-didn't I?" Jamie asked, chuckling weakly. He felt exhausted. His knees were in agony.

"You did wonderful, Jamie." She stroked his head softly "You have no idea how to fight, so he had no idea how to fight you. And that look of fear on his face... I feel like you've given him a permanent fear of cats now. If not a few scars for him to remember us by."

"I... I didn't w-want him to... to..." But Jamie couldn't finish the sentence.

"I know. And you were very brave. I was worried for you, but I had no reason to be once I saw how fast you were. He barely landed a hit on you at all."

"I love you, Miss Tina. When... whenever I need to, I... I'll protect you. Just like you're always protecting me." Jamie spoke with a determination in his voice that surprised even him, breaking away from the hug.

"Try not to make it a habit." the cow smiled. "Now, how about we go find an inn, and you can have a nice long drink of milk as a reward?"

"That sounds w-wonderful." Jamie smiled back.

Recollection of a Slaver

"Memory can be the cruelest or the kindest thing we have. Depends on how you use it." - Unknown

David Carolson is my OC.

Extra tags: m_solo, masturbation, gangbang, rape, punishment, pussy-torture, whipping, anal, creampie, blowjob

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David Carolson lay back on his bed, thinking. He'd come a long way from where he'd started. From a simple thug to a guard for a slaver ring to owning his own slave trading business. Were it not for the matter of the feline, he'd feel that his life were fulfilled. 

Someday, he told himself. Someday he'd have that cute catboy all to himself, serving his every desire. For now, though, he felt a hunger stirring within his groin. It had been a while since he'd allowed himself release... It took him a mere moment to unbuckle his belt and pull out his shaft.

Memories appeared in his mind, as if inviting him to choose one. He picked one of his personal favourites and closed his eyes, watching it play out as if he were reading a book about it.

The first girl who ever tried to escape his place was a blonde elf lass. The girl wasn't aware he'd enchanted the door to electrocute anyone who tried to leave without a special amulet he gave his workers. When she tried to open the door, the surge of lightning knocked her out colder than ice.

Once she'd been found, David had had her tied to a rack with her legs spread out wide. The other girls had been brought out to witness her punishment. To make sure they understood the punishment for not following the rules. One of the newer slaves screamed insults, but a sharp slap silenced her.

The girl who tried to escape began to wake up shortly after, bound, naked and surrounded by the guards. She tried to scream, but the mass of filthy panties in her mouth kept her quiet. David enjoyed seeing her squirm, and he enjoyed the look of terror in her eyes as he took a large empty whiskey bottle from a table.

The bottle was a tight fit-the slave clenched tightly to deny entry to the huge base. But with some hard spanks and a generous helping of oil, it eventually pushed in until the neck of the bottle was only just sticking out. 

The bottle shoved in her ass, David grabbed two whips, giving one to his most trusted guard. The slave let out another muffled scream, crying tears of fear. But neither David nor the guard had any sympathy for her. Her pussy had been whipped, each slap of the lash resounding around the room, followed by a barely-audible shout of pain from the woman. And he and his guard kept whipping until the huge bottle fell out of her ass, at which point David stopped them. 

He walked up and remove the panty gag from her mouth. After coughing a couple of times, she'd spoken through sobs "Please... n-no more... I won't try to run away again... I promise..."

David answered "I'm not convinced. For starters, you didn't even call me "Master". I think you need your memory jogging."

"N-NO! Master, please! I'm sorry!"

David ignored her, and signaled his most brutish guard over. The guard was a large horse hybrid, and the slave girl tried her utmost to get away, to no avail. The slaver had then given the guards a simple directive: "Our beloved 'Stud' gets her asshole. The rest of you get her mouth."

One of the guards spoke up "But boss, fucking her cunt will be agonizing for her. Isn't that the point?"
David replied "We don't need our slaves getting pregnant-that's how prices for them get dropped. Nobody wants to take care of a brat."

The other guards all conceded, and David took a seat as the horse hybrid placed his cock at the elf's asshole. The other guards all formed a line.

She made one final attempt to beg "P-please, y-you don't have to-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!" She screamed as the horse thrust his entire cock into her tight ass.

"You're right, I don't have to. I just want to~" the horse had replied, before pulling his hips back and starting to fuck the elf.

Another guard, the first in the line, moved around to her head and pulled her hair back so her head was upside down. Her screaming made it easy for the guard to force his thick cock into her mouth. All that was heard from them was the slaps of the horse hybrid's hips against the elf's ass, as well as grunts and the occasional moan from both guards as the elf was fucked.

"Y-yes! Keep trying to scream! Feels so fucking nice..." the guard using her mouth moaned.

As he thrust into her mouth harder and faster, the guard's hands closed around the slave's neck and his grip firmed. The elf's eyes went wide with obvious fear and she screamed. But it served no purpose other than pleasuring the guard using her lips.

The guard moaned again "Uhn! Already getting close!" The slave screamed again and tried to shake her head, but the guard's grip on her neck tightened and she stopped. David could see tears beginning to form in her eyes.

"Gllk!" the slave gagged on the guard's cum as he shot his load in her mouth. Her body shook with disgust as she was forced to drink his spunk.

The guard pulled out and she coughed a couple of times. But within seconds, the second guard in line was already forcing her head back, placing his cock at her lips. She didn't even have time to gasp before his cock was forced into her throat.

Unlike the previous guard, this one didn't thrust-he merely pushed his cock as far as he could, until his balls were pressed against the elf's nose. Unable to breathe any other way, the elf was forced to inhale his scent. It was clear from what could be seen of her face that she was disgusted. But David paid no mind-this was a punishment.

David asked the horse hybrid "Cock ring's not too tight?"

"No..." was the horse's reply "It's doing-uhn-exactly what the-ahn-guy said it would..."

The guard using her mouth suddenly slapped her cheek, forcing a squeal to join the cries of pain from the horsecock. "Don't just lie there! Start sucking! And get that tongue to work!" he told her, forcing the last half-inch or so down her throat.

The elf sobbed, but obeyed her abuser. David chuckled, making a note to test her memory when his guards were done. It wasn't much longer that the second guard announced his orgasm. But this time, the guards pulled out and shot his cum onto her face, painting it white. She was forced to shut her eyes while the next guard moved into position.

Knowing this would take a while, David sat down and poured himself a glass of scotch. He didn't even like the stuff-he'd just bought the bottle to remind himself of his growing wealth. But as he lifted the glass to his lips, it tasted simply amazing.

Each time one of the guards forced her to drink his load, she was spared a few moments of air. A few moments to cough and gasp. Then another cock would be shoved into her throat. Meanwhile, the horse hybrid continued to pound her ass without relent or mercy.

It was hours later that the elf girl had drunk the loads of every guard. And yet the horse still kept going, fucking her ass relentlessly. Not due to his incredible stamina-because of a summoned ring placed at the base of his cock, preventing him from cumming until the other guards were finished. But as soon as the last guard-a muscular elf-had finished with her throat, and her stomach was bloated with the cum of 3 dozen guards, the cock ring dissipated.

The horse guard, relieved to finally be able to cum, didn't hold back. He thrust entirely into her and his fat, full balls twitched once, twice, thrice as he filled her ass with his spunk. Then he pulled his hips back, and his cum leaked out of her ruined, gaping asshole.

"Guh... Uhn..." was all the elf could manage. 

David approached, the elf girl turning her head towards him weakly. "You were a bad girl, trying to run away from us. Part of me is tempted to kill you..." he'd whispered to her, running a finger along her abused cunt "But I may find a way to forgive you instead. Will you be a good and obedient whore for me?"

"Y-yes... Master..." was her sobbed reply.

"Good girl." David answered. He took out his own cock and untied her. 

She dropped to her knees at once, her hands pawing at his crotch, taking his sack in hand. Her mouth sucked his ballsack fervently, quickly moving to his shaft. Her lips planted tender kisses all along it, on each side, before her lips wrapped around the head of his cock and she sucked deeply, pushing herself halfway down.

She serviced him expertly, clearly grateful to be sucking on a thinner cock than the guards'. And when he shot his load down her throat, she had-

"Uuuuuuhn!" David was snapped out of his trip down memory lane by a surge of pleasure, followed by two large spurts of cum that shot high into the air, landing on the bedsheets. He lay on his panting panting for a minute or two, then got up and began cleaning up the mess.

Someday, he wouldn't have to make do with such memories. Someday, the feline would be his, to cum inside as much as he wanted. To service him with as much dexterity as that elf had-as hundreds of attempted escapees had. To be, at long last, his...

It was only a matter of time.

A Quiet Moment

The Queen of New Luxas gives herself some stress relief.

Alexandra Arvernus belongs to DarkShadow777.

Extra tags: female, solo, masturbation

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Alexandra shut the bedchamber door behind her with a little more force than usual. She considered herself an unfazed woman-it took a lot to truly get under her skin. But she despised dealing with Westend's nobility. They were no better than the few elitist elves spread across Gallidorf.

She needed some time away from him, his arrogance, and his frankly racist insults. More importantly, she needed some stress relief. Not in the form of a massage, or a reading session. No, she needed to fuck her pussy until she couldn't remember why she was so angry.

The elf queen looked upon herself in the oval mirror as her robes fell to the floor. A beautiful and curvaceous woman looked back at her, plump round breasts jutting before her, and her waistline almost touching both sides of the mirror. Golden hair falling behind her like a waterfall, except where it covered up her right eye. Her left eye shone like a brilliant emerald among her pale, freckled skin. A triangle sat in the midst of her forehead, a mark of her divine ancestry. She smiled at the sight-she wasn't the arrogant type, but men and women alike had fawned over her.

As the Queen opened the polished drawer and took out her favourite dildo, she considered who to fantasize of. Maybe her lost King Valande? Perhaps that wolf who'd claimed to be God of the Forest?  Prince Adol was also an option... or even her daughter, dear Ilyse?

The Queen then found her thoughts drifting to Ciaran Xanderson. His bright blue eyes, his fluffy brown hair, and his hairy body. The young wizard had made sure she'd climaxed multiple times every time she'd invited him in to her bedchambers. She sharply remembered the feeling of his tongue as it brushed her clit, and she shivered with pleasure.

Her mind was made up as she lay down on the bed and spread her legs. She ran the dildo along her eager entrance, lubing it with her juices. "Ahh..." she sighed, the feeling of a cock against her entrance a welcome one. It was just as if Ciaran was running his own cock against it, teasing her.

The dildo's tip pressed against her lips, pushing against it a couple of times before Alexandra pushed it inside. She moaned aloud as the dildo sank into her folds, her toes already curling. The appendage stretched her pussy out. In answer to the pleasure, she leaned her head back, closing her eyes. She could envision Ciaran above her, slowly pushing inside, inch by inch...

"Uhn... C-Ciaran~" she moaned.

Once it was halfway inside, Alexandra's hand began to pull and push the dildo in a slow, steady rhythm, her chest rising and falling with pleasured breaths. Her moans increased in both volume and frequency as the dildo progressed deeper inside her cunny with every push. 

"Ooh... Faster, handsome..."

The dildo, now being guided by Alexandra's mind, worked faster into her honey pot. The elf's fingers worked elsewhere, massaging her clit with her right hand and groping her opulent breasts with the other. Her legs bent tightly with the pleasure as she envisioned her handsome lover groping her breast, kissing her neck.

Alexandra's thoughts pushed the dildo deeper still. Her groping of her breasts became harder. Her lips puckered-she could feel Ciaran's mouth against hers, taste her own pussy juice on his tongue...

"Oh, Ciaran..." she moaned, the dildo now pushing to it's deepest "Harder, sweetie..."

True to her wishes, Ciaran started to fuck her harder. She felt her lover placing his hand against hers, their fingers entwining together. She squeezed as he did, and a fresh wave of bliss swept through her.
"Ooh... so lewd, Ciaran~"

Her lover started to fuck her honey pot at it's deepest, perfectly matching Ciaran's tempo. A deep, passionate thrusting that scratched every itch she felt within. Her toes curled tightly and her shins crossed. She moaned loudly now, lost in her personal bliss, granted by her fantasies.

The wizard sped up suddenly, fucking her faster-he could sense her pleasure building rapidly. Her moans echoed in the room. His lips kissed all along her supple neck, his cock pushed ardently, his hands lovingly squeezing hers...

"I-I'm cumming..." Alexandra announced.

The elf queen's climax washed through her, spreading from her pussy to the rest of her body. She sighed loudly as the dildo was pushed out of her pussy by the force of her squirt. Her body went slightly limp on the bed, panting. She rolled over and it took her a second to realize why she wasn't looking into a pair of beautiful blue eyes. 

Her heart ached with longing for him, and she smiled as she realized what she truly felt. "Oh, Ciaran... I hope you return to visit again soon..." she sighed "Very soon..."

An Elf's Enchantingly Erotic Encounter

 "Elves, Fairies, and Witches, oh my!"

 Lynn Laurence and Levi Zathone are my OCs.

Sanna and Taltia belong to FiveFangsDraws.

Extra tags: orgy, futa, elf, fairy, femboy, witch, ball_fondling, cock_worship, buttjob, anal, doggystyle, cunnilingus, throatfucking, praising, anal_creampie, after_sex_snacks

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The moon was rising higher and higher into the night sky. All across Asmana, people were turning in for the night. It was a quieter night than usual. Bluegrass Inn, for instance, was lit up, but was silent. No drunken cheers, no music played by a band on a stage. Just a few adventurers swapping stories, and the occasional clink of glasses and mugs.

However, in the upstairs room, a different kind of noise was being made. Moans and sighs of pleasure, mixed in with lustful praise. Four naked people, all in the bedroom. Three of them massaging and caressing the fourth. Sanna, an elf mercenary. Lynn Laurence, a witch. Levi Zathone, a cute fairy boy. And Taltia, a fairy princess.

Sanna was sitting on the bed, her legs spread wide. Silver hair covered one of her eyes. Her pinkish figure was voluptuous, with a pair of large breasts and a butt that could fill the hands of a half-giant. The most obvious part of her, however, was her huge cock, twitching as it was caressed.

Lynn was knelt between Sanna's legs, hands stroking the elf's meat, lips planting soft kisses all along the shaft. Long brown hair flowed down her back like a waterfall. Her slightly pink-tinged skin left nothing to the imagination, with modest but round boobs and a full butt that matched the rest of her slightly chubby figure.

Levi was underneath Sanna's left ballsack. At just under a foot tall, he remained where he was using a pair of bright blue wings, flapping at the speed of a hummingbird. His bright orange ponytail slung over his shoulder. His pale skin, dotted with freckles. His plump lips fervently kissed Sanna's nut as his hands groped and gently squeezed it against his pear-shaped frame.

Taltia was under Sanna's other pulsating orb. Bright pink hair was her main feature, tied into bunched pigtails. Her own wings matched Levi's, but her skin was more yellow, and lacked his freckles. Her sizable tits and plump ass jiggled slightly as she made out with the elf's anatomy. 

Sanna moaned loudly as the witch sucked her cockhead and both fairies lusciously fondled and kissed her fat balls. Lynn's hands stroked Sanna's thickness all the way down before lifting away and moving back to the top.

No longer content with just sucking the head of Sanna's cock, Lynn began to push down. Her tongue pressed the base of the elf's shaft, her hands stroking faster. A soft moan of "Mmmh~" was all she afforded herself as she pushed down, her pussy dripping onto the floor.

"Ah... you're so good..." Sanna moaned, her cock twitching.

Levi pulled his lips away from her and asked "Who do you mean?"

"A-all of you~" Sanna sighed, leaning back.

Both fairies giggled, but Lynn let nothing break her focus as she pushed further down Sanna's shaft. She began to take the girlcock in her throat, and looked up at Sanna to see the elf shaking with pleasure, massaging her tits. Lynn would have smiled, were her lips not wrapped around the elf's meatstick.

Lynn began to pull back and forth, her lips gliding along it. Her mouth was full of the cock's taste, her nose full of it's smell. She moaned very slightly as she massaged the elf's girlcock with her mouth, closing her eyes. The two fairies abandoned Sanna's balls and began to kiss and lick her shaft instead, worshipping the parts that Lynn was unable to reach. As Lynn pulled back, Sanna's cock twitched, and Lynn felt a glob of precum on her tongue.

"Ahn... I think I'm lubed up now..." Sanna sighed.

The two fairies flew off of her cock and Lynn lay face down on the bed. The witch lifted her ass, wiggling it slightly, inviting Sanna. She soon felt Sanna's cock rubbing between her cheeks. Lynn pushed back against it, rubbing it between them.

Lynn's asscheeks massaged Sanna's throbbing meat. Her pucker rubbed against it, almost kissing it. Both the witch and the elf gave a soft sigh at the feeling, Lynn's cheeks pushing down to the base, and all the way up. Sanna placed her hands on Lynn's waist and helped, thrusting her own hips to match the witch's movements.

The witch pushed back further, and her pussy lips rubbed against Sanna's cock. Lubing it further.

Teasing the elf. Lynn's soft moans of anticipation betrayed her thoughts-she wanted Sanna to grab her by the hips and pound into her.

"Ah... I... I need to fuck you..." Sanna breathed, placing her cock at Lynn's rear entrance.

"Yes... Stuff me full of your cock..." Lynn replied, panting from excitement.

The elf's cock pressed against Lynn's tight hole, the witch pushing back against her. Lynn found herself suddenly face to lips with Taltia's pussy. Before she could say anything, the fairy was pulling Lynn's head into her nethers, laying back as well and crossing her legs so Lynn couldn't escape. Meanwhile, Levi was straddling Taltia's face, pushing his cock between her lips-the pink haired fairy sucked deeply.

The elf started to push. Lynn's moan was muffled by Taltia's pussy, the fairy's toes curling tightly and her own moan making Levi's elbows buckle in pleasure. The witch felt Sanna's cock pushing deeper and deeper, until the elf's ballsack touched her thighs. It was huge, and Lynn's dripping snatch was forming a huge puddle around her knees.

Pulling her hips back, Sanna started to fuck Lynn. Deep, slow pushes in and out, the witch's hole almost clinging to the elf's cock as she pulled back. Lynn's moans were translated into pure pleasure for the fairy's pussy, and Taltia sucked Levi's cock harder, delighting in his the sweet taste of his nectar. 

Lynn started to thrust back against Sanna. The elf answered in kind, fucking the witch faster. The two of them quickly built up a rhythm together, Sanna's waist slapping against Lynn's asscheeks with a satisfying smack. Sanna's moans almost drowned out the smacks.

Taltia's tongue massaged every inch of Levi's cock it could reach. The femboy pushed deeply inside her mouth, but pulled back every few seconds to let her breathe. He knew that she preferred having his sack covering her nose and his cock in her throat, but he doubted it'd be very sexy if she passed out. Funny, though-he chuckled at the thought.

Sanna's cock now pounded into Lynn's ass, the witch's eyes rolling backwards slightly with the pain and pleasure. Lynn's moans were translated to pure pleasure for Taltia's pussy, and the pink-haired fairy toes curled tightly. 

Levi's cock thrusted hard and fast between Taltia's lips, the fairy boy gripping her tits tightly. He pulled back a hand and a loud smack cracked the room's atmosphere as he slapped her tits, to a moan of delight from Taltia. He pulled back both hands, slapped both tits at once.

Taltia suddenly came hard with a moan, muffled by Levi's cock. Lynn's mouth was suddenly full of the sweet taste of fairy squirt; Taltia pulled Lynn's head even harder against her pussy as she came. At the same time, Sanna started thrusting harder, the loud smack of her hips against Lynn's ass echoing around the room. The witch's eyes began to roll upwards a second time.

Sanna pulled back a hand and spanked Lynn. The witch squealed and Taltia jumped in pleasure; Levi let out a groan of bliss as he also came, Taltia moaning aloud as his nectar filled her throat. Loud gulping sounds were heard as she chugged Levi's nectar, until the fairy boy pulled out of her mouth, his cock completely drained of cum.

Sanna suddenly moaned aloud "Uhn! Getting close!"

Taltia uncrossed her legs and Lynn pulled her head back from the fairy's delicious nethers "In-inside me! I want to feel it reach my stomach!" she cried aloud.

After two more thrusts, Sanna obliged her, pulling Lynn's ass onto her entire cock. Lynn felt the elf's cock twitching inside her, the sensation of warm cum shooting up her ass. One, two, three, four, five spurts of cum shot inside her. For a few seconds, the two just remained like that, before Sanna started to pull her hips back. 

Lynn considered asking the elf to keep it in, but decided against it; she'd get too used to the feeling of it inside her. After Sanna pulled out and lay back on the bed, the two fairies set to work, cleaning Sanna's huge meatstick of cum. They tickled slightly, but the elf didn't have the heart to interrupt them. Lynn crawled next to Sanna.

"Heh... while they have their snack..." the witch opened a small portal, reached inside and brought out a bag of sweets-mostly mints and toffees. "How about we have some too?"

"Sure thing." she took a humbug and started to suck "Hang on, I didn't hear you cum."

"Well, seeing how my face was buried in Taltia's pussy, I'm not surprised." Lynn replied.

"Hehe." Taltia giggled "Sorry about that. But it felt sooooo good~"

"Trust me, she came at least twice. I recognized the look in her eyes. Namely, when they rolled directly upwards~" Levi teased.

"Oh, huch uk." Lynn told him, a few toffees in her mouth. She made sure the point was understood with a middle finger that made Levi smirk.

Taltia spoke up, smiling as she licked up the last of Sanna's cum "I found it cute when you did that, honestly."

For a few extra minutes, the four of them merely sat in the bed, eating toffees and challenging themselves to describe each other in the sexiest way possible using insults. Lynn sat off a roar of laughter by describing Sanna as "an elven slut with a cock as big as my mouth, which is saying a lot, as usual".

It was when Sanna yawned that Lynn suggested "Let's get some sleep. Hope you don't mind me using you as a pillow, sexy elf~"

"As long as you're okay with being my blanket~" Sanna answered.

Feeding Time

 "What won't be given must sometimes be taken."

Extra tags: f/m, ssbbw, non-con, rape, bondage, boob-smother, foot-worship, ball-squeezing, blowjob, titjob, oral-creampie, cowgirl, breathplay, creampie

Deborah Heartstrong is my OC.

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The noble's houses weren't much bigger than the average house in Westend, but they did everything they could to make you forget that. Ornate decorations purchased for far more than they were worth and highly detailed portraits of people and landscapes filled nearly every room. 

The dining room was no exception. The table was laden with silver jugs and plates seated upon a white tablecloth, embroided with a gold pattern depicting a large fleet of fishing ships. Seated at the table were two people. 

First, a noble. The owner of the house and it's staff. Tall, dark brown hair with sunkissed skin and pale blue eyes. He wore a black and white embroided tunic with chord-patterned trousers and fancy shoes. He took a drink from a goblet full of wine as he ate, trying not to meet eyes with his guest, for worry he'd look lower than her face.

His guest, a short woman wearing a midnight blue robe with a leaf pattern, seemed somewhat amused. She had pinkish skin, light green eyes and very dark brown hair in pigtails. But what truly drew eyes to her was her sheer size-the amount of fat protruding from under the robe. Her breasts pushed outwards from her robe as she stretched her back with a satisfying click.

"So, what got you into alchemy, Miss Heartstrong?" the noble asked.

"It's always been a bit of a passion of mine, Mr Nathanson. Knowing how a simple drink can do so much good or harm to our bodies. It's... fascinating. And please, call me Deborah."

"Oh. Then feel free to call me Jacob."

Deborah chuckled "I find formality highly tedious anyway."

"Indeed. But it is sometimes nessecary, no?" Jacob snapped his fingers to call for more wine.

Of course he felt that way. But Deborah knew the truth. Doing away with formality made the nobles feel less important, and their egos were everything to them. Everything.

Just a week prior, Deborah had seen Jacob loudly humiliate a begging child for asking for food. A few days before that, he'd ordered a guard to arrest a drunkard shouting the truths nobody in Westend liked hearing; that the King was a puppet, and the nobility was the problem. Deborah had seen the satisfied smirk on Jacob's face as the guard punched the man's mouth, silencing him.

"Sometimes, yes." Deborah held back a smirk and ate the cod before her as she saw the maid pour the contents of a small bottle into the bottle. It was a simple plan, but relied entirely upon the staff's discretion. Luckily, the staff were always eager to get back at the employers who loved to rub their face in the dirt at every chance. 

The noble took a long drink. He paused, smacking his lips a few times. Then he toppled with a loud thud. Deborah stood up. "I'll take him to his room. You girls and guys fetch some ropes."

The maids and servants nodded, setting to work as Deborah hoisted the noble over her shoulder. All demons had enhanced strength no matter the sin they fed on, and Jacob was a lot lighter than his physique made him look. It was a short walk to the bedchamber, but when she arrived, the maids were already there, with the rope.

With direction from Deborah, the maids stripped him bare and tied him spreadeagled to the bed. One of them planted a soft kiss on his cheek, then blushed and said she'd always wanted to do that. Deborah gave the maids a sizable bag of gold, and instructed them to take the rest of the night off, along with the guards. They happily obliged.

Then Deborah stripped off herself and waited. It didn't take long for Jacob to recover, his eyes fluttering. When he realized his predicament, his scream was a delight. He squirmed, but the strength seemed to have gone from his muscles. Deborah had to admit, that latest potion was one of her finest yet.

Jacob looked right at Deborah "Release me, woman! Let me go or I swear I'll-"

"You're in no position to make demands or threats, James." Deborah told him semi-sternly, placing emphasis on the last word; he winced at the name. But she couldn't keep a smile off of her face.

"Guards! Maids! Help me!" He cried loudly.

"They can't hear you. I gave them some money to go out to the tavern and have a few drinks. Far more than you pay them per week." Deborah told him, stripping herself off with a few simple motions.

Jacob gulped as he saw her plump body walking towards him, her belly and tits wobbling with every step "I-I swear I'm going to-to..."

Deborah crawled up his body, ignoring his stammered protests, before swinging a leg over his stomach and bending over. His face was shoved between her huge breasts, her entire torso's weight pressing onto his upper body.

Jacob's head was completely engulfed in between her breasts. The noble pulled the ropes taut trying to escape, but to no avail. His struggling only served to turn Deborah on further. The knowledge that she was going to drain this man of cum, and there was nothing he could do about it... It was exhilarating.

Feeling his struggling go weaker, Deborah lifted herself up and let him breathe. "What... do you want... from me...?" he panted.

"First of all, a fresh batch of young cum. Secondly, to make you feel as helpless as you so gladly make the lower class feel day after day." Deborah answered. 

She placed herself on his side and sat down, moving her legs to face him. Before he could do anything, she was pressing both feet against his handsome features. She pinched his nose with the two biggest right toes and stuffed his mouth with three of her left foot's digits.

"Lick." she commanded.

But she felt no tongue against her toes. Sighing, she reached across to his exposed, hardening cock and squeezed his ballsack roughly. He squealed in pain, and she used the chance to shove the last two of her toes into his mouth, the right foot  letting go of his nose but pressing the sole against it, forcing him to breathe in it's scent.

"Oh, did you just twitch?" she smiled. He frantically shook his head in answer. "I think you did... do you enjoy my feet?" she briefly removed them from his mouth.

"N-no! They're disgusting! You're a foul witch! Let me g-!" the rest of his sentence was interrupted by Deborah shoving her foot into his mouth again.

"I don't think you understand your situation, James. You are mine. Tonight, you exist to serve me. If I have to remind you of that, I'll be more than happy to take a riding crop to your cock and balls. Now lick." she told him, forcing her toes further into his mouth.

The noble began to sob. But upon feeling Deborah's hand squeezing his sack again, he obeyed. In answer, the woman wrapped a hand around his hard cock and began to stroke. His tongue barely touched her at all, so she squeezed his cock hard and he winced, his tongue now licking around each of her toes.

"I might consider your pleasure if you put a bit more effort into mine~" she stroked him faster suddenly, making his hips buck. "I saw you staring at my tits earlier. How'd you like to feel them wrapped around your cock, hmm?"

"Mmf! Mmf mmmmph!" the noble nodded.

"Then lick my toes like they're your favourite part of me, and you'll get to feel your cock smothered in them~"

Jacob's tongue meandered between her toes. The promise of her tits seemed to invigorate the noble. She rewarded him by stroking him a little faster, pressing her other foot to his nose harder. He sniffed deeply, but choked slightly. Deborah chuckled-he clearly needed more training for such things. Maybe she'd come see him again...

Deborah pulled her right away and switched their places. Jacob attended to her new set of toes with more reluctance, until she pressed her tits together with her arms. Then his treatment mirrored the previous one-his tongue slithering between the gaps, and his lips sucking each one individually.

"That's enough feet stuff, I think." Deborah pulled her feet away-she saw the noble sigh in relief. Smirking, she swung her leg over his face. He barely had time to exclaim before his voice was muffled by her fat body. She bent over, lifting her tits up.

Deborah's tits completely engulfed James' cock. She couldn't see it at all, but she could feel it. It was nestled nicely in her bosom. With a satisfied smirk as she felt James's tongue brush against her wettening pussy, Deborah began to move.

James moaned loudly into her pussy as she massaged his cock with her tits. She wondered how it must feel. To have a pair of full size fleshy pillows wrapped around one's cock. Their softness. Their plumpness. Very few men had managed to hold back an orgasm for long between her tits. 

And from James' panting, he wasn't going to make the list. The noble bucked his hips in pleasure, and Deborah smirked. Her tits spread outwards to each side, and her lips wrapped around his cockhead. She pushed down his entire cock, reaching a hand to grab his sack and squeezing it tightly as she deeply sucked, moaning.

With a groan into her pussy, James came. One, two, three, four spurts. Deborah felt his cum land between her tits, and got off his face. She barely heard him panting for breath as she scooped up his cum on her finger and licked it off.

"Now, let's get to the really good part~" she whispered.

She was pleased to see that his cock was still hard-her potion was still working. She didn't have to manually feed him any other potion from her dress, which was lucky. Before James could say a word, Deborah had swung a leg over his hips and started rubbing his cock between her fat asscheeks.

"Do you want it? Do you want my tight ass?~"

"Yes! Yes, I want it very much! P-please!" Normally she'd have forced him to say "Mistress", but all the teasing had gotten her bothered, too. She lifted herself up, placed his cock at her asshole entrance, and sank down.

His shaft didn't reach very deep, nor was it exceptionally thick. Especially for an ass as practiced as Deborah's. But the sensation of raping this noble, of making him feel so helpless, was beyond description. As Deborah's ass met his hips and he moaned loudly, she lifted herself back up. She wasn't in the mood for waiting.

Deborah rode the noble, the loud slaps of flesh against flesh echoing slightly. His squirms and cries of pleasure were amazing, and she could feel him bucking his hips, trying to reach deeper inside her. She reached behind her and spread her cheeks, making sure she could take his entire cock.

From the look on his face, the noble wasn't going to last much longer. Deborah lifted her arms above her head and rode him faster, giving him an excellent view of her bouncing tits and belly. The lust in his eyes told her everything.

The noble came again with a loud groan of rapture, shooting the last of his load deep into Deborah's tight ass. She could feel it shooting inside her inner walls with two last twitches of his cock. Feeling his cock deflate, she got off of him, conjuring a buttplug in her ass to keep the cum inside.

"Now, I expect that you'll keep quiet about what happened here tonight. Unless you want everyone to know what a good little sub you are. Or worse, make me have to come back~"

"I... I won't say a word..."

"Good boy." Deborah smiled as she untied one of his arms and dressed herself before turning to leave. "And thanks for the meal, Your Lordship~"

She heard another sob as she closed the door behind her.

Nutrition

 It's an important thing, especially after a bad day.

Alexandra Arvernus belongs to DarkShadow777.

Emily is from Stardew Valley.

Curie is from Fallout 4.

Tags: f/m, nursing_handjob

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Keza walked into his house feeling exhausted. It had been exhausting from the second he'd arrived at work. Now his mind was as fried as his leg muscles from the walk back. He stepped to his left and entered the living room, to be greeted with Emily wrapping her arms tight around him.

"Hey Keza! How was work?" she pulled back and her smile faltered for a second "Oh... You look..."

"Awful?" Keza asked, walking past her. Alexandra looked up at him from her book and Curie from her research notes. None of the other waifus seemed to be in.

"Yeah. What's up?" Emily placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Workplace was a total rat's nest, meaning that I had to sort most of it out before I was able to do any work. And I had to walk back because the bus didn't show up, so my legs are killing me. Add in a splitting headache and a sore throat, and it's not been the greatest of days." Keza answered.

Emily replied. "Maybe you should head to bed and get some sleep? You haven't been paying much attention to yourself lately."

Before Keza could answer, he found Alexandra's body pressing against his, her arms wrapped tightly around him, and her lips against his cheek. Alexandra scrutinized him as she broke away from the hug. After a pause, she spoke. "Come to bed, sweetie. No ifs. No buts." the elf queen told him.

"I know you didn't get to bed until 5:30 this morning." Emily informed him.

"Oui. And it is not healthy to have your nose to the grindstone all the time." Curie added. "'All work and no play' is the phrase, I believe."

Keza spoke "Bu-" A look from Alexandra silenced him. "...Yes, Ma'am."

He allowed Alexandra to take his hand and lead him upstairs. He barely made a sound as they headed to the bedroom at the top of the house.

She disrobed in a single, swift motion, putting her curvy body on display. Her freckled skin, round breasts and opulent thighs. No matter how many times he gazed upon her form, he was always unsure of what words could properly describe her beauty.

Keza's movements were much less graceful. But his tall, chubby body was soon naked too. Alexandra looked him up and down as if surveying a fine meal. Keza felt himself blush-she always did that, and he wasn't getting any better at not blushing at it. Especially not on days like today.

She patted her thighs and he lay down, resting his head on them. She bent over and her nipple brushed his mouth, her hand already curling around his semi-hard cock. His lips curved around her nipple, the elf's sigh of pleasure lifting his heart. The writer began to suckle the elf queen's breast.

Her milk was sweet as always. She began to move her hand in answer; each stroke was gentle, slow, and measured. Her hand caressed his whole shaft, down to his sack before stroking back up, loosening so as not to catch the foreskin. Keza moaned into her breast, though little sound came out.

The elf stroked him slightly faster, her soft hand gripping not-too-tightly. His head pushed up a bit more, his tongue starting to tease her nipple. Her milk flowed steadily into his mouth, the taste spreading throughout his body, filling him with warmth. He could feel his strength returning with every suckle, bit by bit.

"Yes... " the elf cooed "That's good... Drink as much as you want, love. You will need all the nutrients you can get tonight..."

Keza sucked the elf queen's breast with more vigor, his other hand now kneading and groping her other breast. Alexandra moaned in answer to his treatments, her hand gripping a little harder to show her appreciation. The writer's tongue licked at her nipple rapidly,  and he could smell the scent of her pussy juices staining the bedsheets.

Keza suddenly twitched as he felt a spike of pleasure shoot through him. He was close. Alexandra quickly picked up on it, and suddenly began wanking him off faster, her lubed hand speedily stroking him off.

The writer felt his pleasure overflow, and his grip on the sheets tightened. Alexandra's breast fell from his mouth as his cry of pleasure announced his orgasm. He felt his cock spurt once, twice, thrice. Then he slumped, resting his body.

Alexandra took her hand away, speaking "Good boy... You came so much..." What followed was her licking his cum off of her hand-he couldn't see or hear it, but he knew it was happening.

Keza wanted nothing more than to return the favour. But his head had started pounding again, and he felt slightly sick. He swallowed, licked his lips and spoke "My Queen... I hope you don't mind missing out, but I'm still so exhausted. My head's killing me..."

"That's okay. You practically make it up to me every day, love." Through slightly blurred vision, he saw her smiling sympathetically. "I'll make sure there's a nice plate of chicken thighs for you when you wake up~"

She planted a kiss on his forehead as his eyes closed. His heart feeling like it was among the clouds, Keza wondered what he did to get so lucky. He rested his head back and exhaled, the creak of the bedroom door the last thing he consciously heard.

Feline Nice

A witch girl gets very "familiar" with a black cat...

Extra tags: m/f, witch, feline, maledom, spanking, fingering, bondage, suspension, spreadeagle, foot-worship, 69, blowjob, analingus, anal, anal-creampie, aftercare

Lynn Laurence is my OC.

Yakim belongs to DarkShadow777.

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The witch was pulled into the room by the wrist. She briefly looked around-it was a regular apartment building, with a brilliant view of the city and the streets below. Around her was a huge bed, some drawers and wardrobes, and a few paintings and pieces of art signed "DS777".

The feline turned around, his soft black fur jutting from the parts not covered by the shirt and trousers. He was handsome, and she was curious about the rumours she'd heard about feline guys, so she'd decided to hook up with him. He smiled at her "Welcome to my home sweet home. A little sweeter, now that you're here~"

Lynn giggled "It's a very nice place, Yakim."

"Thanks. You want a drink?"

"Got any berry cider?"

The feline headed to the kitchen. Lynn caught a glimpse of a mirror and decided to groom herself a bit. A pale woman with light brown hair that flowed to her biceps looked back at her with light blue eyes. A purple camisole with lace trim, as well as a purple and gold skirt with a thigh slit and the witch symbols for "Travel", "Blessings" and "Spirituality" with half-shin high boots covered her figure. Lastly, a wand holster on her thigh held a wand of Spruce that was 9 1/2 inches long. 

After picking off a few stray hairs and casting a smell-masking spell on herself (particularly her armpits) she sat down and waited, taking off her boots and letting her feet air out. Yakim soon came back inside carrying a glass of her drink, and he seemed to take a deep sniff of the air as he handed her the cider.

"So, before we down to this, what's your safeword and kinks?" Yakim asked.

"My safeword is the standard 'red', and my kinks are bondage, spanking, roughness and... well, I'm still exploring. I feel like I've only reached the tip of the iceberg." Lynn took a long drink as Yakim spoke.
"Well, one of my kinks happens to be feet, so we can find out if you like that or not. And I can think of a few ways I could tie you up, all helpless..."

"Ooh, can't wait~"

"And any limits?"

"I don't like being gagged, and I don't like paddles or whips or other stuff like that for spanking. Just hands. Also, no humiliation or degrading stuff."

"Okay then. Let's get started. Strip off for me, beautiful~"

Once Lynn had removed her skirt and camisole, Yakim grabbed a pair of fuzzy handcuffs and Lynn obediently turned around, hands behind her back. They clipped on easily. The handcuffs didn't cut in much, but enough that she knew they were there. She tested them a little, and nodded to tell Yakim they were okay.

The feline sat down and patted his lap "Now, get over my knee. You've been a bad girl."

Lynn smiled mischeviously "Make me." she told him.

Yakim smiled back, standing up. More like a grin. "As you wish~" He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to him. She could already feel her knees weakening. He bent her over his knee, her bare ass sticking directly upwards. Her body tensed in anticipation as he lifted his hand.

SMACK.

The sting of his hand on her cheek was amazing. She could feel her skin reddening in answer to it. SMACK. Another, equally power slap hit her other cheek; Lynn sighed with the pain, and the soothing pleasure that came after it.

She playfully struggled, to be met with a series of short, sharp slaps on each buttock. She had to bite her lip to stop herself moaning aloud. Yakim's hand groped her meaty ass, squeezing it tightly before pulling back and slapping each cheek again hard. This quickly became a rhythm of groping one cheek while spanking the other. 

Within a minute, Lynn was unable to hold her squeals and moans back, and they mixed with the loud, frequent slaps of the cat's hand. The stinging pain brought a wonderfully pleasant sensation in her skin in the moment before it was spanked again. Lynn bit her lip again, tears of both rapture and agony forming in her eyes.

Then a pause came.

She could hear him purring as his hands began to spread her red cheeks. His finger worked around her starfish, tracing the creases. A second finger soon joined in, spreading the hole apart, testing it's stretchiness. She slightly wiggled side to side, shaking it for her lover.

Yakim's fingers worked into her tight butthole. Lynn stopped biting her lip and let out a moan as his digits pushed deeply into her tightness. He pushed until his knuckle hit her cheek, at which point he began to finger her butthole. His tempo was slow and rhythmic, spreading his fingers apart when he pulled them back to stretch her hole, bringing them back together as he pushed back inside.

Without warning, the cat's fingers started to fucked her asshole faster. The witch squirmed with the pleasure, her moans echoing slightly around the room. She could feel her mind and pussy burning with desire for more. To be tied up beyond just handcuffs. To be used as this feline's pleasure toy...

After one final smack across both cheeks, forcing a yelp from her, he smirked. "I think that's enough punishment. Now for the reward~" Yakim pulled her off his lap and she stood shakily. 

The handsome cat unlocked her handcuffs, grabbed some ropes and began to go to work. It was obvious that he knew what he was doing-first he secured her hands behind her head, then worked the rope around her figure. Then he threaded the rope through a couple of hooks hanging from the ceiling and she was lifted into the air face-up. 

When Yakim stepped back to admire his work, the witch was strung up like a turkey. Her legs were spread apart, showing her pinkness leaking juices between her cheeks and onto the floor. The witch felt the ropes digging in slightly, not enough to hurt, but enough to keep her almost fully immobilized.
"Now let's see about those pretty feetsies~" Yakim licked his lips.

Yakim's hands were soft and gentle as he took her foot in them. Lynn found herself feeling strangely relaxed, despite being tied up in such a way. He pressed down on her pressure points with the confidence and knowledge of an expert; of someone who'd done this a hundred times. Knowing she was in such skilled hands (literally) made her smile at the feeling as Yakim moved to her other foot, kneading it with equal precision.

Yakim's head moved downwards, and Lynn felt his tongue snaking between her toes. The feeling was certainly strange, but she wasn't repulsed by it. She was more turned on by Yakim's enthusiasm than by the licking itself. She decided to feed into his fetish-after all, he'd fed into hers.

She indulged him by wiggling her toes, and he answered in kind. His lips wrapped around two of her toes and began sucking. It was such an odd sensation, but Lynn found herself enjoying it. He fit a third into his lips and Lynn let out a sigh. Not of pleasure, but of contentment.

After sucking for a few minutes, Yakim moved to the other foot and repeated himself, fitting three toes in his mouth and sucking happily on them. His tongue snaked between them easily, before he took her toes out and licked her sole from heel to toes, then licked her other sole as well. She saw his eyes briefly roll at the taste.

"Now, let's change you around a bit~" He smiled, starting to move the ropes and changing her position. 

Lynn felt herself turning upside down, being bent over by the ropes. Once he was done, his cock was at perfect level with her mouth. She opened her mouth and the feline pushed inside it. The taste was surprisingly strong, and the barbs of his cock tickled the inside of her cheeks as he pushed deeper, until his sack was pressed against her nose. She breathed in the feline's scent, feeling herself becoming hornier and hornier.

"Ahn..." he moaned "Now, I think I'll have a taste of something more... pungeant~" 

Lynn sighed into his cock as she felt his tongue wash over her butthole, his hands spreading her cheeks apart. The ropes were a little looser now, and she was able to pull her head back, massaging his cock with her lips. However, she couldn't move her tongue very much, except to brush the top of the feline's cock.

Meanwhile, Yakim licked her hole as if it were a favourite meal. Rimming around the outside in circles, Lynn's toes curling and uncurling with the pleasure of her hole being treated such. She felt his hands spreading her cheeks further apart, allowing him better access as his hips began to thrust, pushing his meat into her mouth to her delight. 

He started to lick up and down her pucker, and she could feel him purring slightly. She sucked his cock passionately, pushing her nose against his sack again. She also let out a moan to make sure he was recieving as much pleasure as she was.

Lynn moaned again as Yakim's tongue pushed into her butt. It felt wonderful, and she could feel her pussy leaking more juices out for him to taste. The cat's tongue pushed deeply, the witch cooing in pleasure.

"I think you're all ready now..." Yakim sighed, pulling his cock out of her mouth. She couldn't suppress a needy whine, and the feline laughed "Eager, are we? Don't worry. I'll be sure you give you a lovely treat~"

Yakim started to reposition her again, resuming her suspended missionary position. After giving her a final spank of each cheek, making her squeal, he brushed his cock against her pucker. But it seemed that he was through with teasing, because he rested the head at her entrance. Then he gripped her waist and pushed fully inside her without waiting.

Lynn's mouth was open in a silent scream of rapture. She moved her head to look him in the eyes, and nodded once. He nodded in return and pulled his hips back.

The feline pounded into the witch's pucker forcefully. His hands kept themselves on her curvy waistline, pulling himself forth and making sure she took every inch of his shaft. His hips slapped loudly against her asscheeks, and the feeling of his barbed cock brushing her entrance and insides so roughly had Lynn moaning and fidgeting in the ropes, trying to somehow take even more.

Lynn, through her moans and pants, forced out the word "M-MORE!" from her throat. She was rewarded by Yakim speeding up, trading the harsh, deep slaps for the unbridled sensation of his cock thrusting in and out of her rapidly. Yakim drew a hand back and slapped her across each tit as he rammed into her. The sudden surge of pain shoved Lynn over the edge of climax and she squealed out loud "Cu-cumming!"

Yakim's breaths became pants, and his pace of pounding her ass increased even faster, drilling into her tightness. She screamed with rapturous joy as the pleasure coursed through her body from her ass and pussy, toes and fingers curling so tightly they hurt. Her pucker clenched tightly around the cat's shaft, and from his own moan of pleasure, the feeling was amazing.

"Gonna cum too!" Yakim announced, as Lynn's own orgasm began to subside.

"Uh-Inside me! Fill my ah-ass with your sp-spunk! Uhn!" Lynn told him.

Yakim pulled her onto his cock forcefully. The witch clenched as tightly as she could and felt his cock twitch once, twice, thrice, shooting his cum deep into her ass. Then he pulled out of her, panting heavily, some of his cum spilling to the floor.

Her vision was blurred. Her body was in agony. She could no longer tell which way was up. But she'd loved every second of it. The ropes binding her started to loosen as Yakim untied them.

She felt the cat scoop her into his arms, and she found herself leaning into his chest as he started to walk. Her lips moved, tracing words, but no sound came out. The next thing she was aware of was that she was sitting in a chair, and the sound of rushing water filled her ears. 

Her heart leapt and she opened her eyes, squinting to see. He was running her a bath, and was already testing the temperature to see if it was okay. It was around 5 minutes later, during which time he rubbed her rope marks with a lotion, that the bath was ready. The sweet scent of strawberries filled the air. 

Yakim lifted her up and gently placed her in the centre. The soothing warmth of the water washed over her body. The salt stung her marks, but no more than the heat. The cat joined her in the bath, sitting behind her.

The cat's hands were gentle as he rubbed her ropes marks with a sponge. She felt herself falling backwards into his chest, sighing in contentment and closing her eyes.

She heard Yakim smirk slightly "I hope you enjoyed yourself~"

"You have... no idea...~" she breathed back.