Ch239: Drowned in Pleasure Beneath a Dryad’s Tree ♥♥

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Sixsome / Orgy, Cuddling, Ball Worship, Cock Worship, Handjob, (Triple) Blowjob, Tit Worship, Nipple Sucking, Sensitive Breasts, Fingering, Cum Swap / Cum Kiss, Kissing.

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“Well, my Ushumgal~?” Inanna expectantly asks, the tips of her stout fingers slowly tracing along the black scales that cover Krvavy’s shoulders. “Are you ready to be spoiled by all of us at once~?”

The Drakling glances up at her Dwarf, barely able to see anything past the absolutely behemoth breasts all but resting atop her head. Which only makes her cock throb even more intensely. “Yes~...!”

“Wonderful~!” Beryl joyfully coos, leaning in to plant a quick kiss on Krvavy’s cheek. That she gets to squish her face into Inanna’s truly titanic tits in the process is just a bonus~. “Now ‘ow do we... Oh! Ah know!” Without wasting another moment, the Dryad peels herself away from this cuddled pile... dragging Adeline along with her.

“Eeeeeeeie...!” That Halfling so adorably squeaks, sounding slightly panicked as those little fingers of hers fail to keep hold of Krvavy. Her big, hazel-brown eyes go wide with despair as such a vast, incomprehensibly large distance is put between her and the dickgirl who may have effectively started off as her kidnapper, but has since grown into the love of her life.

“Shhh, sshhhhh, sweetie~...” The tomboy so tenderly soothes that bottom-heavy blonde, nuzzling into the velvety fur of a certain floppy bunny ear. “Shhhhh~...” Her hushed, whispering words quiet even further, leaf-green lips still moving as she speaks so softly that only Adeline can hear.

Almost in an instant, a bright and burning blush flashes across Adeline’s face, leaving her looking more red than any tomato that has ever existed. Twitching and trembling, her thin tail twists around the wrist of the strong arm that had previously been wrapped around her waist... as it rests hardly a handswidth away from her tremendously thick thighs, that barbarian’s big breasts barely beyond her reach.

“Khalia,” the Dwarf raises her normally neutral voice, sounding so wonderfully authoritative. “Be a good girl and put yourself between our Krvavy’s legs~.”

The Were-Beast bolts upright, releasing Thea from her groping grasp. Almost inhumanly fast, she scrambles and crawls over that helpless brat, forcing her Mate’s muscled thighs apart before flopping down between them. “Hehehehehhhhehehehehehhhehehhhee~...!” She quietly giggles and cackles to herself, immediately shoving her face into the underside of Krvavy’s cock.

A soft smooch of a kiss is planted on Adeline’s crimson cheek, the Dryad’s long and pointed ears wiggling with amusement as she pulls back from that mind-melted bunny-mouse. “My dearest love, would ya be more comfortable sittin’ upright? Or do ya want ta keep lying down like this?” A deceptive innocence underlines those quite caring questions, the unbridled lust in her eyes making Beryl’s otherwise affectionate voice feel rather... predatory.

Krvavy lightly bites her bottom lip. The squishy moss that carpets the ground around her Dryad’s tree is very comfortable, but... “I’d like to... to sit up. A bit.” Her thick and meaty tail twitches as best it can while pinned as it is beneath her body.

The small bluish flowers sitting atop Beryl’s branch-like antlers bob as she quickly nods to that, not bothering to hide her growing grin. “Alrighty~. One cozy seat comin’ right up~!”

A faint, trembling tremor rumbles through the ground, moss shifting as thick roots push through the soil. The dim, dreamlike haze hanging within the heart of this Dryad’s grove grows just a bit more blissful, thicker and more tingly, as the land itself bends to Beryl’s will... her desires coming real, here so deep in her domain.

With a degree of reluctance, the Dwarf pulls away from Krvavy’s back, the pillow of her thighs substituted by a pleasantly padded backrest... though nothing could hope to replace the presence of her truly titanic tits...

The barbarian blankly blinks, suddenly finding herself seated in a large and heavily reclined armchair that rose up beneath her, a slit in its back perfectly made to fit her large lizard-like tail.

A pair of pert and perky tits squish into Krvavy’s left shoulder, the stiff little nubs of two verdant nipples pressed flat against some black scales. “There, is tha’ better~...?” Beryl so lewdly asks, her hot and needy breath caressing across a pointed ear, one not nearly as knife-like as her own.

Krvavy opens her mouth to respond... but all that comes out is a sharp gasp, a jolt of sweet ecstasy shooting up her spine. “Haah~...!” The Drakling’s attention is dragged downward, emerald eyes focusing not on the quietly cackling Were-Beast worshipping her heavy sack, but on the small and slightly shaky fingers that have just taken hold of her utterly oversized shaft.

Pure and perverse passion has been painted across Adeline’s heavily flushed face, that Halfling’s nearly flat chest heaving with each heavy breath she takes. Timidly and tentatively, her trembling touch trails down her Draconic lover’s dick, tenderly tracing over each and every swollen ridge. As if trying to commit the shape of that colossal cock to memory, awed and amazed by how girthy that giant thing is, astonished and a little apprehensive of just how huge it is compared to even her arms...

A gleaming light dances across the Dryad’s otherworldly eyes, her gaze sweeping past both Were-Beast and bunny-mouse, as well as the barbarian that they all adore. “Now, Thea, ya needn’t be so shy~.” This tomboy warmly teases, grinning at that flustered brat. “Do as this sweetie ‘as done and take yer place by our dearest love’s side~.”

Not even a hint of jealousy can be seen in Thea’s needy expression, that noble girl staring so intently their shared lover’s impressively sized shaft, almost in a daze as she watches the Halfling’s little hands caress and massage that colossal cock. Slowly, she nods her head and wordlessly lowers herself down, mirroring her fellow blonde as she leans onto the right half of Krvavy’s hip.

“Not quite symmetrical, but an aesthetic arrangement nonetheless...” Inanna idly mutters, ‘balancing’ out this embrace as she settles down next to that brat, engulfing a significant stretch of their Drakling’s right arm in the vast valley of her cleavage.

“Aye, not really on purpose though. We were already on these sides, fer the most part.” Beryl casually shrugs, her much more modest chest rubbing up and down their barbarian’s left bicep. “Suppose it’d’ve been better if Khalia was up ‘ere in my place, but... Ah couldn’t rob our puppy like tha’. She is so much ‘appier down there~.”

“Mhm.” The Dwarf simply nods, her head coming to rest against Krvavy’s shoulder

That calm and rather mundane conversation contrasts so massively with the sweet, seductive sight between and around the Drakling’s legs that she can’t help but feel a bit... disorientated. The gentle bolts of bliss burning through her body, leaving her head a little hazy, also doesn’t help with that.

Adeline, Khalia, Thea... The flushed faces of those three girls are all so close to Krvavy’s cock, every hot and needy breath that they take brushing over the sensitive skin of her swollen shaft.

The Halfling is, predictably, the most overwhelmed by this whole situation. A glassy glaze has dulled her big hazel-brown eyes, a trickle of drool dripping past her parted lips as she gazes up at the thick pillar of meat absolutely towering over her prone position. Those little hands of hers grasp and grope at that girthy rod, failing to fully wrap around it... even when working together. Though that doesn’t stop her trying to do just that.

But as timid and skittish as she may be, the fact that the Drakling’s dick is larger than her arms are in width and length doesn’t seem to intimidate the tiny blonde. Not right now, at least. After all, it isn’t like Adeline has to handle this utterly prodigious prick all on her lonesome. She has all the help that she could ever need right now~.

“This~... degenerate~...” Thea softly mutters to herself, those whispered complaints dying on her kissable lips before they can be properly proclaimed. Being apart from Krvavy for so long has evidently robbed her of the energy needed to put up her usual bratty and reluctant act. Or perhaps she simply knows how transparent her predictable performance would be? After all, the sheer amount of arousal and need in her beautiful soft-blue eyes would betray her true desire. As it always does~.

Almost as if afraid that is all just a dream she is about to wake up from... Thea’s dainty hands so delicately touch her Dragon’s dick. But it doesn’t disappear. Her palms press into either side of that swollen shaft, tightly holding onto that throbbing thing. Her confidence grows with each passing second, smearing and spreading slick pre along its length as her attention climbs higher and higher still, pausing only once she is at its drooling tip. Moving with practiced grace, her fingers tease and caress that sensitive spot just beneath the flared crown of Krvavy’s swollen cockhead, neatly trimmed nails adding to the ecstasy she so effortlessly provides.

Between both of those cock-shocked blondes, face partially obscured by Krvavy’s cock, lays the Were-Beast. A completely crazed look fills the one amber-gold eye that the Drakling can see. Lust, hunger, need, love... Honestly, it is a surprise that Khalia can even hold herself back, simply huffing in her Mate’s scent rather than directly sampling the goods.

Of course, that doesn’t last for very long.

Krvavy can feel her precious puppy’s pleasantly plump lips part, those four pointy little tusks grazing across her heavy sack. The already fairly frantic beat of her heart picks up just a bit.

“Hnhgghhhhngmhh~!” Khalia lewdly groans, her wide tongue lapping and licking at her Mate’s sensitive skin, as if trying to feast upon the virile cum contained within those churning balls. She shudders ever so slightly, getting a tempting taste of the slick pre dripping down from above.

“Eeeeiieehhhhhmnnh~...!” Adeline’s nervous squeak muffles itself as, completely unprompted, her cute little lips press against the Drakling’s dick. That absolutely adorable kiss is followed by another and another and another still, each one planted near the root of that ridged rod.

That Halfling’s bottom-heavy body trembles as, much like the Were-Beast vaguely beside her, she breathes in their shared lover’s scent. The stiff little nipples that cap her tiny tits press flat against Krvavy’s left thigh, this so very short girl needing to lean all the way over that thick and muscled leg to reach the swollen, oversized shaft she is servicing.

“Hmph~!” Thea huffs, that hot and gaspy breath of hers brushing over the very tip of Krvavy’s colossal cockhead. Like the brat that she is, this noble girl rolls her soft-blue eyes at both Were-Beast and bunny-mouse, as if trying to make it seem like she isn’t just as enamoured with this enormous dick as those two non-Human women are. Though, as usual, her own actions undermine that act.

The silver-blonde brat gently grabs onto the sensitive spot just beneath the girthy head of that swollen shaft, delicate fingers forming an open and incomplete ring. Lazily and lovingly, she begins to jerk up and down, barely moving more than her wrist. But as blissful as her subtle stroking may be... her intent clearly isn’t to provide pleasure. Not with her hand at least, simply holding that hard, throbbing cock in place as her mouth moves in.

“Such a wonderful sight, aye~?” The Dryad’s teasing voice gently dances into their Drakling’s ear.

“A scene straight from your dreams, no doubt~.” The Dwarf joins in, her voice steady and soft.

The first of Krvavy’s fiancée’s kisses that colossal cock, right atop its drooling slit. An almost peaceful expression fills Thea’s flushed face as she holds that chaste but debauched pose for a few long seconds. “Mhhhnnh~...” She hums a noise of pure satisfaction and contented comfort, soft lips spreading as she slowly engulfs the very tip of her fiancée’s cockhead, stopping her advance before that girthy thing even begins to flare out.

Her delicate tongue lovingly trails around the source of all that slick and slimy pre, drinking those lewd liquids straight from the source.

“My dearest love~...!” Beryl shamelessly moans, rubbing her pert breasts against the barbarian’s body as she slowly rises higher and higher, a desperate need audible in every little noise she makes. Her trim and toned belly presses into Krvavy’s shoulder, caramel coloured tits so close to a pair of pale lips. “Would ya like another sip~?”

Strong, paw-like hands dig into the Drakling’s toned thighs, clawed fingers idly kneading in time with each joyful wiggle of that Were-Beast’s wide hips. A shaggy tail of beige-brown fur – which darkens into more of a black-brown towards its tip – excitedly flicks back and forth above a beautifully big butt, wagging so wildly.

Fulfilling feelings of lust and love fill Krvavy’s very being. Her mind all but goes blank, not needing to worry or think as her girls, the loves of her life, surround her with beautiful bliss. If only every waking moment could be like this...

“Yesssh~...!” The Dryad gasps as her nectar-filled nipple, so puffy and swollen, is quite quickly claimed. Sharp and carnivorous teeth glance across her sensitive skin, sinking into her plant-like flesh with just enough force to hold that verdant areola in place. “Myy dearessht loohve~...!” She shudders and slurs her words, nimble fingers gliding through feathery strands of crimson hair as that leafy teat of hers is so shamelessly sucked and suckled.

The thwick thwck of a certain shaggy tail being excitedly wagged back and forth can just about be heard, nearly drowned beneath some wonderfully muffled cackled giggle. “Hehheghhehh~...!”

Pleasure pulses through Krvavy’s heavy sack, each loving lick and nibbling kiss filling her with ever more bliss. Arcs of ecstasy shoot through her spine as those virile orbs are worshipped in such a sweet way... a nose occasionally nuzzling between them... green-skinned cheeks gently rubbing against those big balls... even the flick of a furred ear can occasionally be felt...

The little, grasping hands clinging so closely to the base of Krvavy’s colossal cock gradually regain what confidence they had earlier, beginning to move once more. Those small, trembling fingers so reverently massage the lowest ridges that line this rod, focusing their tender touch behind those flared hills. But, much like the brat, this adorably innocent bunny-mouse doesn’t limit herself to just using her hands.

“Eeeiiehhmmmwnh~...!” Adeline silences her near-constant squeaks with a shaky kiss, one planted in no particular place on the lower half of that swollen, oversized shaft. “Mwwhhheeihmmhwhh~...!” Without breaking contact for even a second, her little lips and even tinier tongue so timidly plant smooching kiss after smooching kiss across the entirety of that prodigious prick. Or at least every part of it that she can reach. Which is mostly just the left half. The lower portion at that, not wanting to get in Thea’s way closer to its tip...

Pop!

Beryl pulls back, the faintest trickling rivulet of nectar dripping down her saliva-soaked chest.

“Apologies, my Ushumgal, for I do not have a drink for you to enjoy~.” Arousal and mirth alike underline Inanna’s normally neutral tone, carrying with it the faintest hint of lewd laughter. “Though I doubt that matters much to you right now~.”

A vast expanse of grey-skinned flesh enters and engulfs the barbarian’s field of view. A pair of truly titanic tits squish into Krvavy’s face, plush like the most perfect of pillows yet firm enough to maintain their beautiful shape.

“Mmhh~...” Inanna so lewdly hums, copper-orange eyes going half-lidded as she so helpfully repositions her bountiful breasts... guiding a plump, saucer-sized areola into her larger lover’s lips.

Unable to keep her hands to herself any longer, this Drakling grabs at the bodies of her two closest girls: her Dwarf and her Dryad. Both the busty shortstack and tall tomboy gasp in lewd joy as Krvavy paws at their bodies, groping thighs and asses alike before finally finding her true targets.

“Hh~! Yhessh~!” Beryl sharply inhales, voice slurring as a sizable scaled finger penetrates past the petals of her plant-like pussy. Slick and sweet sap leak from her soaked and needy slit, leaving her lithe thighs wet and slippery as they clamp around Krvavy’s hand.

While Inanna is far, far less magical, she isn’t mundane by any means. The Dwarf is inhumanly tight, her love tunnel clenching down onto the sole digit delving into her depths with a molten hot need and a strength that belies her more academic nature. Her thighs, so wonderfully thick and plush, squish around the Drakling’s wrist, rubbing and squeezing it so... impatiently~.

Krvavy’s cock throbs with increasing intensity, causing the three girls worshipping it to make various pleased noises. Khalia happily wuffs, Adeline squeaks in excited surprise, and Thea... Thea moans around that turgid tip, those pleasant vibrations travelling down the Drakling’s length.

Bliss builds up within the barbarian’s body, within her very being. Each second that passes on by pushes her closer and closer to relief. But... she doesn’t want to cum... Not yet... Not while there is still so much more pleasure to be had...

Her carnivorous teeth dig into Inanna’s puffy nipple, failing to engulf the entirety of that dark-grey areola. That her mouth is all but full does not stop the Drakling from devouring this delicious meal. Her tongue flicks and caresses the plump, thumb-sized nub crowning this truly titanic tit, rubbing against the pebbly bumps that surround it. She suckles on that thick teat in an almost desperate frenzy, hoping to draw out a delicious and delectable liquid that the Dwarf simply doesn’t produce, that the Dwarf won’t produce for quite some more time. But the thought of what she will one day taste is enough for Krvavy to keep going, for her to keep nibbling and sucking away.

“Mhhhnh~! Hhhnnh~!” Inanna moans and gasps, her neutral tone long since tainted with lust. Her stocky, wide hips buck against the barbarian’s hand, lewd liquids gushing from her tight quivering slit.

“Yhesss~! My lohve~! Like thaa-ahht’~!” Beryl tries to muffle those slurred shouts, verdant lips so close to her Draconic fiancée’s not quite Elf-like ear. But the only way for her to truly accomplish such an impossible task would be to, say, claim Inanna’s other teat for herself. Unfortunately, this Dryad is a little too distracted to even consider such a tempting solution, her lithe body trembling in bliss as she grinds her needy pussy and pointy little clit against that Drakling’s large hand.

“Hhhaa~!” Krvavy sharply gasps, her lips popping off of Inanna’s plump nipple.

“Oh~!” A pleasantly surprised gasp is drawn from a certain tanned tomboy as she is suddenly forced upwards, all but lifted by the strong fingers speared into her snug slit. “Ohhh~!” Beryl openly moans as her modest tits once again squish into Krvavy’s face, one of her comparatively little green nipples mashing into the Dwarf’s much more massive mound.

“Myy Ushumga-ahhl~!” Inanna’s voice, usually so composed and even, shudders and quakes as the Drakling’s inhuman tongue twists around both her and that tomboy’s teats.

Saliva mixes with Nymph-Heart Nectar, dripping down Krvavy’s chin and onto her own pale breasts.

No matter how much the Drakling may wish to hold herself back, to drag this blissful ecstasy on and on... She simply can’t. Not any longer.

“Mnnghh~!” Krvavy moans around the two delicious nipples half in her mouth. A wide tongue hungrily laps at her hefty sack as those virile orbs clench against her body. Little fingers and a delicate kissing mouth tremble as her colossal cock throbs and pulses. Debauched moans caress her turgid tip, along with the hot warmth of a wet and willing mouth.

White static creeps at the edges of her mind, eyelids fluttering and making it even more difficult to see past the two drastically different sized chests smothering her face.

A rope of thick seed shoots up through Krvavy’s stiff and shuddering shaft.

“Mmmmmgh~!” A bratty moan makes its way to her ears. She can just barely see her beautiful fiancée’s cheeks puff out from that generous load. From just a single sticky spurt.

That silver-blonde brat... abruptly pulls back.

Pleasantly cool air brushes over the bare tip of the Drakling’s dick, the slick sheen of saliva and pre spread across her sensitive skin making that gentle breeze feel so much colder... almost icy... But she doesn’t have to endure that for long.

“Aarwmphh~!” Khalia lunges upwards with a half howled moan, her plump lips parted and ready. “Wwmmwphhhmm~!” The Were-Beast’s whole body trembles in joy, her ass and tail wildly wagging back and forth, four little tusks gently digging into the sensitive underside of her Mate’s throbbing and erupting shaft. “Mmmghhmghhnghhh~!” Lewd gulps vibrate through Krvavy’s colossal cock as her precious puppy hungrily devours those next few ropes of thick and sticky seed.

Adeline’s bottom-heavy body quivers and shakes, her warmth almost burning through the barbarian’s pale skin and black scales alike. “M-miss Thea~...!” She suddenly squeaks, her weight lifting up just a little.

Krvavy’s mind is a swirl of bliss and static. But enough of herself remains present to see, to enjoy, the wonderful sight above her belly.

Thea’s hands softly cup Adeline’s round and flushed cheeks. Delicate, almost lovingly. The Halfling’s wide hazel-brown eyes gaze up into the soft-blue of her fellow blonde, surprised but not unpleasantly so.

The bunny-mouse girl trembles as Thea’s lips press against her own. A kiss. The first one that these two girls have shared. The first proper kiss that Adeline has ever received from anyone other than Krvavy. At least as far as the Drakling has witnessed. And to think that this is more than just a mere kiss...

“Mmwhm~...!”

Both of those beautiful blonde’s moan into each others mouths as they share that first spurt of Krvavy’s cum. Trickles of saliva and seed drip down their chins, but neither girl seems to care as they openly and unashamedly make out, becoming ever more dishevelled and messy by the moment.

The Drakling’s dick throbs at that sight, shooting the last few ropes of creamy cum straight into Khalia’s hungry mouth. A jolt of surprise cuts through the horny haze clouding her mind, giving her a moment of clarity as she watches Adeline’s trembling hands shakily reach over and... grab onto Thea’s bare boobs.

“Mwwhh~!” The bratty girl jumps as those little fingers dig into her titflesh, kneading and massaging her soft mounds. One of her own hands drops down and, much to Krvavy’s surprise, gently pinches Adeline’s stiff little nub of a nipple. As revenge, or to return the favour? Does the motive really even matter...?

“Oohh~...! Ohhh~...!” Beryl unsteadily coos, resting her cheek atop Krvavy’s head. “Look at tha’~...! Wha’ a beau’iful sight~...!”

“Yes~... In...indeed~...” The Dwarf weakly agrees, struggling to stay standing even with the Drakling’s hand between her thighs helping to hold her up. Actually, that is probably making it worse. Especially since Krvavy’s finger is still curling within Inanna’s tight and needy hole...

“Mwhhmmhhrrrghhmmhmm~!” Khalia enthusiastically nods in support, bobbing her head up and down the extra sensitive tip of her Mate’s dick in the process. She gets one last dribbling spurt of seed for her trouble.

“Hhhaa~!” Thea sharply exhales, abruptly pulling back from the adorably flustered bunny-mouse girl. Her cheeks flush an intense shade of red, which quickly spreads down her neck and to her shoulders, as she seems to realize just what she just did. “W-what!?” She stammers, turning her head away in an extremely poor attempt at acting casual.

“Nothh–hhng~!” The tanned tomboy’s teasing tone is interrupted by a lewd and debauched moan, her lithe hips bucking forward as more and more of her slick and sweet juices squirt past the Drakling’s thrusting digits.

Adeline takes a few more seconds to come back to her senses, at least enough to have a reaction similar to that of the beautiful brat. “Eeep! Hhhh~!” Her embarrassed squeak is followed shortly by a pleasured gasp as her surprised jump effectively forces Thea to give her nipple a tug.

Almost hesitantly, both blonde’s let go of each others breasts.

Beryl’s nimble hands tremble slightly as she grabs onto the Drakling’s wrist. “Hhaah~! En...enjoy yerself, my dearest love~?” She blissfully asks, pulling back from the barbarian. It takes a bit of effort for her to drag Krvavy’s hand away from her swollen, green-tinged pussy.

“No doubt~...” Inanna mirrors the Dryad, albeit with a bit more difficulty. She drops to her knees, titanic tits slipping down the length of Krvavy’s arm, and spreads her thick thighs. With a bit of force, she pushes and pulls the barbarian’s right hand away from her plump and trembling slit. “But just once is never enough for our love~... So surely she wants more~...?”

Krvavy’s long tongue lolls free from her mouth, just in time for both of her glistening hands to be brought up, lazily licking those lewd liquids from her fingers. Beryl’s sweet and fruity flavour mixes with the saltier and more metallic taste of Inanna. The contrast between those two of her loves, between the arguably most and least magical of her girls, is... it is delicious...!

“Look at ‘er cock throb~! O’ course she wants more~!” Beryl joyfully coos, still breathing hard but quickly regaining her stamina now that she is no longer being actively pleasured. “And Ah know just wha’ ta give ‘er~!”