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Irea talked with Rosa for a while in between mouthfuls of scrambled eggs and small bites of bacon; inconsequential things really, just small talk and friendly jokes while the inn woke up around them. The usual regulars wandered in from their homes in the wan hours of the morning as the rising sun shone through the windows, a few casting lustful glances in the bound demon hunter's direction. Most noticed she was occupied talking to the friendly death knight, but a few approached and began to line their cocks up with her cum-drooling asshole. Rosa quickly shooed them away, invoking an odd mixture of affection and annoyance in Irea. Having people notice her was the whole point, but she couldn't be mad at someone taking care of her.
After breakfast Rosa said goodbye and headed back out into the world, leaving the night elf alone with her head resting on the bar rail. With little else to do she dozed in fits and spurts, never fully sleeping but letting her mind wander and her eyes close. Occasionally a hand on her ass or bare breasts roused her from her half-sleep, but even with a smile and a waggle of her hips nobody took her up on the unspoken offer. At least her hangover was subsiding.
Eventually Irea heard the rail creak and felt hands slipping under her arms to grip the rough wood from the front. She opened her eyes just a thick, turgid length of meaty shemale cock flopped across her features to the sound of stifled giggling. A tall elven woman with a little extra had pulled herself up from the lower area of inn, standing with the rail against her hips and grinning down at Irea.
"Open up." She ordered in a half teasing tone, her hips shifting up to press warm balls against Irea's lips, that shaft throbbing against her forehead and trailing precum through her hair. With little choice (and eager to enjoy herself after the long wait) Irea's mouth opened and she rolled her lips along the gentle curve of the shemale's sack, making sure that she could feel the press of her tongue against the warm orbs as well.
The nameless elven woman sighed with pleasure, slowly sliding her hand across the floppy length currently pulsing on Irea's face. It wasn't long at all until the tip lifted and the spongy flesh hardened under Irea's skillful tonguing. She could still taste the oils that clung to that wrinkled organ after it was pulled from her mouth, and it was only a second before her open mouth was filled again!
The woman didn't waste any time getting situated, she rolled her hips back to plant the bulbous head of her cock on the demon hunter's open lips, then rolled forward in one firm motion! It was a lucky thing Irea's sexual abilities were enhanced, and even with the succubus in her making it easier, she still found herself gagging around the thick length! It vanished so quickly she couldn't estimate the size, throbbing cock clogging her esophagus and filling her senses with its heat, its taste, its smell.
It was withdrawn just as suddenly, long strings of spit clinging to its underside and smearing across the bent-over woman's lips, then being splattered against her chine when the second thrust came crashing in! The nameless woman set a rhythm of long, slow rolls of her hips, burying her impressive length fully into Irea's throat and bulging her neck for a few seconds before sliding back out. The wet sounds of spit being dragged from the depth of Irea's esophagus mixed with her strangled sounds of pleasure and the low huffing coming from the woman above her. Not a word was spared, and her need didn't require words to express it. Just raw instinct.
Though it was really only two dozen minutes, the time Irea spent impaled on that pillar felt like an eternity, her neglected pussy dripping with needy juices as her hands strained against the ropes that held her in place. Her unnamed partner's soft sounds grew more feverish and her hand trembled as it gripped the rough surface of one of Irea's horns, growing to a crescendo of pleasure as she rolled her hips inwards one last time!
At first Irea didn't notice, her world was consumed by the feelings and the aching, unfulfilled need in her loins. Only the warm, salty taste of cum roused her, and by then the shemale was already pulling away. Most of her load had emptied itself down Irea's slackened throat, and now only a few fitful ropes of semen laced across her open mouth and around the gaping maw. The demonic woman didn't need to breathe but she found herself panting for air anyway, sucking in the most beautiful breaths she'd taken in her whole life.
For what it was worth, the nameless night elf who had just spend nearly a half hour plowing at Irea's throat seemed thankful, smiling dreamily at the bound woman as she lowered herself to the ground. She was at proper head height standing on the lowered area, and she met Irea's glazed eyes with a warm smile.
"You look good that way. Keep being good, slut." It was like a thanks, and she did plant a kiss on the horned elf's cheek before leaving. It would have to do, Irea mused as she recovered and considered whether to pull herself free or wait and see what else the day would bring.
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This is part two of another story I wrote a while back, so those of you confused about the context, go read that one. I've had this one done for a while, but I've been incredibly lazy. Bad me :P There's going to be one more part to this series thing, then back to normal one-offs.
As for the details of the roleplay that inspired this one, it was a pretty simple thing. After Rosa I waited around for a while before someone approached, and I was pretty surprised to see the frontal angle! See, the Goldshire inn has a raised area with a railing near to the door, and a lowered area down below that puts people at about head height with the rail. That means people don't really consider standing on the edge with the rail between them and their partner, even if you're not trying to position character models.
Turns out though, there's a really tiny lip on the far side of the railing where you can place your model on the same level as the raised area (which is usually called Jerk Off Corner), and she managed to surprise me. Well played.
After breakfast Rosa said goodbye and headed back out into the world, leaving the night elf alone with her head resting on the bar rail. With little else to do she dozed in fits and spurts, never fully sleeping but letting her mind wander and her eyes close. Occasionally a hand on her ass or bare breasts roused her from her half-sleep, but even with a smile and a waggle of her hips nobody took her up on the unspoken offer. At least her hangover was subsiding.
Eventually Irea heard the rail creak and felt hands slipping under her arms to grip the rough wood from the front. She opened her eyes just a thick, turgid length of meaty shemale cock flopped across her features to the sound of stifled giggling. A tall elven woman with a little extra had pulled herself up from the lower area of inn, standing with the rail against her hips and grinning down at Irea.
"Open up." She ordered in a half teasing tone, her hips shifting up to press warm balls against Irea's lips, that shaft throbbing against her forehead and trailing precum through her hair. With little choice (and eager to enjoy herself after the long wait) Irea's mouth opened and she rolled her lips along the gentle curve of the shemale's sack, making sure that she could feel the press of her tongue against the warm orbs as well.
The nameless elven woman sighed with pleasure, slowly sliding her hand across the floppy length currently pulsing on Irea's face. It wasn't long at all until the tip lifted and the spongy flesh hardened under Irea's skillful tonguing. She could still taste the oils that clung to that wrinkled organ after it was pulled from her mouth, and it was only a second before her open mouth was filled again!
The woman didn't waste any time getting situated, she rolled her hips back to plant the bulbous head of her cock on the demon hunter's open lips, then rolled forward in one firm motion! It was a lucky thing Irea's sexual abilities were enhanced, and even with the succubus in her making it easier, she still found herself gagging around the thick length! It vanished so quickly she couldn't estimate the size, throbbing cock clogging her esophagus and filling her senses with its heat, its taste, its smell.
It was withdrawn just as suddenly, long strings of spit clinging to its underside and smearing across the bent-over woman's lips, then being splattered against her chine when the second thrust came crashing in! The nameless woman set a rhythm of long, slow rolls of her hips, burying her impressive length fully into Irea's throat and bulging her neck for a few seconds before sliding back out. The wet sounds of spit being dragged from the depth of Irea's esophagus mixed with her strangled sounds of pleasure and the low huffing coming from the woman above her. Not a word was spared, and her need didn't require words to express it. Just raw instinct.
Though it was really only two dozen minutes, the time Irea spent impaled on that pillar felt like an eternity, her neglected pussy dripping with needy juices as her hands strained against the ropes that held her in place. Her unnamed partner's soft sounds grew more feverish and her hand trembled as it gripped the rough surface of one of Irea's horns, growing to a crescendo of pleasure as she rolled her hips inwards one last time!
At first Irea didn't notice, her world was consumed by the feelings and the aching, unfulfilled need in her loins. Only the warm, salty taste of cum roused her, and by then the shemale was already pulling away. Most of her load had emptied itself down Irea's slackened throat, and now only a few fitful ropes of semen laced across her open mouth and around the gaping maw. The demonic woman didn't need to breathe but she found herself panting for air anyway, sucking in the most beautiful breaths she'd taken in her whole life.
For what it was worth, the nameless night elf who had just spend nearly a half hour plowing at Irea's throat seemed thankful, smiling dreamily at the bound woman as she lowered herself to the ground. She was at proper head height standing on the lowered area, and she met Irea's glazed eyes with a warm smile.
"You look good that way. Keep being good, slut." It was like a thanks, and she did plant a kiss on the horned elf's cheek before leaving. It would have to do, Irea mused as she recovered and considered whether to pull herself free or wait and see what else the day would bring.
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This is part two of another story I wrote a while back, so those of you confused about the context, go read that one. I've had this one done for a while, but I've been incredibly lazy. Bad me :P There's going to be one more part to this series thing, then back to normal one-offs.
As for the details of the roleplay that inspired this one, it was a pretty simple thing. After Rosa I waited around for a while before someone approached, and I was pretty surprised to see the frontal angle! See, the Goldshire inn has a raised area with a railing near to the door, and a lowered area down below that puts people at about head height with the rail. That means people don't really consider standing on the edge with the rail between them and their partner, even if you're not trying to position character models.
Turns out though, there's a really tiny lip on the far side of the railing where you can place your model on the same level as the raised area (which is usually called Jerk Off Corner), and she managed to surprise me. Well played.
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