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Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 01

By: Purrversion



Wyxt stands at the edge of the alleyway before Blacktung, the light-blue, somewhat purple skinned half-troll peering at him intently with that fiery red gaze. One hand rests lightly on her nearly completely exposed breasts, the mail chestpiece, as usual, not doing much to hide them from oogling eyes. Her other hand scritches, lightly, behind the ears of her somewhat mean looking wolf, Rage. Wyxt does not seem to pay any heed to the glances and occasional whistles (and dollar bills) thrown her way by those passing by the alley, herself simply watching her lover, curious, of course, as to what he wants to do, now that they've won a few hard battles for the day.

Blacktung is tired after a hard's day of fighting, but is glad that he can spend some time at the end of the day with his troll lover. He moves closer to her and places his hand lightly on top of her firm rump. "I hope today was to your liking m'lady."

Wyxt licks her lips, lightly, at the touch of Blacktung's hand on her full, firm, and scantily clad ass, causing her to shiver ever so slightly. "Mmm... ya, I'd have t' say it be. Things went much bett'r th'n our last assault on th' dark irons. F'r me, anyway." She gives a small nod, her hand leaving her breasts now to reach forward and lightly rub at Blacktung's chest. The hand on her rump would reveal that, with all this work going on lately, Wyxt's rump is getting just that little bit firmer to the touch.

Blacktung slides behind Wyxt smoothly placing his hips directly behind her ass, and slips his hands to the sides of her huge breasts. He begins grinding slightly into her with his bulge forming beneath his pants. "Please forgive me for being so forward, but it is hard to spend all day with you and somehow resist your charms." He begins to push her huge tits together, feeling them rub against each other and jiggle.

Wyxt immediately blushes a darker purple as he grinds against her from behind, drawing a sharp gasp from her that causes her chest to rise, those huge tits, nipples already hardening, swelling with pride and surprise. Even through the metal panties she pretends help her in battle, she can feel the nudging from his crotch, and she purrs, leaning back against him, the loose top that usually cups her heavy tits allowing enough room for hands to slip under the metal and play with her charms. The little bit of light that slips into the alleyway plays off of one breast and her right shoulder, causing skin to shine as she shivers with pleasure. "Mmmm... hmm... I think I'mma have t' hold it against y' dear..." then, pretending that she's remotely innocent... "Rrright next t' th' auction 'ouse? What if someone be noticin'?" She giggles. Rage notably watches the two intently, his hackles rising just a bit, though the grey-furred wolf does not look angry.

Blacktung continues to grind and play with her huge boobs. "I should think that we will be hidden enough back here. And, if you do not mind, I found a certain fellow whom you might find interesting. I invited him to meet us back here tonight if you do not mind. He should be here shortly - enough time for a little fun, I think." His hands slip down to the sides of Wyxt's panties and he begins removing the bindings. He then quickly drops his pants and pulls his swelling and throbbing cock from its confines. "Rage - I think it would be best if you go play elsewhere for awhile."

Wyxt places her hands over his own while he continues to play with those heavy breasts, giggling faintly as he plays with those sensitive mounds. "Mmm... I don't think I be complainin' if we don't be hidden enough, th' way y' makin' me feel." She loves how those somewhat skeletal fingers feel on her succulent, somewhat pillowy breasts, the very edges leaving faint trails of dark blue as he gropes her tits... then, her panties are being removed, her hands remaining on her breasts as he pulls them down for her. Rage watches them a moment, before taking off around the corner to hunt... oh, of course, he knows what's going on, but he's not going to interrupt. Wyxt's firm, bare ass grinds back against Blacktung, firm, full cheeks grinding up against that throbbing shaft as she purrs. "A friend y' say? I do like parties..."

Blacktung places his hands on her back and pushes forward into a lean, her heavy tits swaying below her and giving a better view of her dripping pussy. Grabbing the base of his cock, he places the swollen head on her puffy lips and runs it up and down her slit a few times, feeling her silkiness. He then pushes into her, loving the feel of from the inside for the first time.

Wyxt gasps as she's bent over, the teasing of her pussy's lips sending a shiver of pleasure through her. Hands slip forward, to the nearby wall, to support her as heavy tits sway beneath her, the loose yellow metal top not doing much to restrain... especially when one hand reachs back to the straps along her waist, and undoes them, the metal falling to the ground with a bit of a clatter and leaving her naked before him, save for the thigh-high metal guards. She pants, just a bit, as he forces that thick, throbbing cock into her hungry sex, forcing her surprisingly, as she promised, tight cunt to open for him. "Mmmm...." she relaxes around him, inviting him into her fully, as she peers over her shoulder at him.

Blacktung thrusts in slowly at first, getting a feel for her, before finding a rhythm. Grasping on to her full ass, he begins pounding into her, his plump head rubbing against her insides, feeling inside her. He can see her beautiful tits swaying wildly to the motion of the pistoning cock burying itself in her. In the middle of his lust, BT notes that his friend should be here soon.

Wyxt moans with pleasure as BT starts to pick up the pace, taking pleasure in her tight, inviting cunt and using her the way she loves to be used. Judging by the purring and moaning, and the fact that she leans forward, elbow against the wall now as she gasps against her wrist, he has nothing to fear about being outdone by taurens and rock elementals. Tits sway beneath her like pendulums as he gives her a good fucking, and her free hand, after a few moments, claws lightly at the wall, as she groans, the muscles of her pussy beginning to tighten around that pistoning cock, starting to milk him as hips begin to buck back against his own lightly.

Blacktung notices in the middle of his passion, a figure enter the alleyway. He slows his pounding almost disappointedly before he remembers himself. "Ah, this is the fellow I was telling you about. He has a bit of . . . an issue I thought you might find interesting. His name is Yonti." Blacktung pauses as a male troll enters into the alley. His shock red hair frames a somewhat confused face as he smiles at the couple. "I could explain his 'problem' but I think it would be best for you to see it" says BT. He motions to the troll and Yonti begins removing his loincloth.

Wyxt pants, just a bit, breasts swaying for a good moment after he slows, before simply heaving in time with her breathing. Her free hand leaves the wall, to pinch her right nipple now, as she peers down the alley at mister Yonti. She licks her lips, not moving from her bent over position against the wall just yet, purring, and occasionally moaning against her arm as Blacktung continues to slowly thrust into her. "Nice t'... mmm...mmmeet ya, Yont'h." She watches him intently.

Blacktung watches the troll. He finishes removing his cloth, and although the light is still bad in the alley, Wyxt can plainly see he has not one but two large cocks hanging from him. "It be the last time I try any voodoo potions, let me tell you. Most of all the fine troll ladies find me disgusting now, but B.T. here said I might be up your alley. What say you, Ms. Wyxt?"

Wyxt blinks, looking surprised, but, undoubtedly, pleased. "Mon, y' be talkin' t' th' Pirate Queen. I be up t' an'h challenge, an' if y' ask me, this one be lookin' like fun." She looks up from Yonti's doubly endowed crotch, to the troll, and winks at him. "I'd love t' give y' th' relief y' need, darlin'." She leaves it to Blacktung, still thrusting into her wet, hungry puss, to pick the position, free hand groping her right tit now as she peers at Yonti.

Blacktung watches as Yonti approaches Wyxt's face near the alley wall, doubly stroking both his cocks at once. "Maybe it would be best if you were to get them ready afore I try anything." the troll says as he places a hand on her head and moves both shafts towards her waiting mouth. BT begins to pick up the pace again, the sight of two cocks nearing Wyxt's opening mouth too much to bare.

Wyxt groans as Blacktung's increased pace somewhat catches her offguard, and the first thing she does to get Yonti good and ready, is to blow hot, lusty breath over those two shafts. One hand goes to Yonti's hip, as the other slips underneath both of those hot cocks, Wyxt, panting, starting to lick at the heads of Yonti's shafts. Her other arm remains agaisnt the wall, supporting her until she can position herself just right, and, on one of Blacktung's more forceful thrusts, Wyxt slips one of those thick cocks into her mouth. She turns her head, so that that hot cockhead presses against her warm cheek, using her tongue to keep from teething, as she leaves the wall, and her other hand comes to Yonti's hip. Her other hand, now somewhat free, moves to that last needy cock, and she opens her mouth wide, wincing and wriggling, tits heaving and swaying, as she works to get both cocks, pressed together, into her mouth.

Blacktung continues to enjoy the tight clutching feeling of Wyxt's needy pussy. He watches as Yonti tries to stuff both cocks into Wyxt's mouth. The way her cheeks bulge it looks like there's not much room at all. Yonti instinctively thrusts a bit, trying to see how much she can take in.

Wyxt is very, very thankful that her tusks are very small, thanks to being a half-breed, and they're little more than a tickle along the bottom of Yonti's shafts as Wyxt's mouth is double-stuffed with cock. Cheeks bulging, the pressure inside her mouth is incredible, that simple thrust causing cheeks and her somewhat rough tongue to stroke both of Yonti's shafts at once. And it seems like, if he pushes hard enough, he just might be able to wedge his way into her throat. Her cunt, by now, is starting to grip Blacktung's own thrusting shaft hard, milking that thrusting cock, her own juices running down her legs and into those thigh-highs now as she groans around all the cock in her mouth.

Blacktung suddenly withdraws with a plop motioning to Yonti. "If you do not mind I think we should switch - given your condition I think you'd do more good back here. And I do love the feel of her throat." Yonti reclutantly unstuffs both shafts from Wyxt's face and moves to the back. Placing one saliva coated cock at the swollen lips of her pussy and the other on the pucker of her ass, he gives a slight push forward and both slide in. Blacktung meanwhile moves over to Wyxt's head and place his own cock covered in her juices into her waiting mouth. The pair begins pounding the fully stuffed troll from both ends.

Wyxt is caught offguard by the sudden switch, the troll lass gasping for air, chest heaving, and hands quickly going to the wall as, just for a second, she stumbles. Lips smack together a moment, cheeks apparently just a bit sore, before, no encouragement needed, they seal tight around the head of Blacktung's shaft, as if she desperately needs cock in her mouth. Yonti slips into her wet cunt and her somewhat dry, tight, firm ass, and Wyxt's hands come to rest on Blacktung's hips as she moans, blowing all the way down Blacktung's shaft as Yonti thrusts roughly into her from behind. The stuffed troll groans with pleasure between them, as the head of Blacktung's cock settles in her throat.

Blacktung loves the feeling of her warm mouth and tight throat, sliding in and out while her tongue masterfully plays along his head and shaft. From behind Yonti groans in pleasure as the dual milking of both Wyxt's ass and pussy bring him closer to the edge. The pair find a rhythm with their fuck troll - both pull out and then both slam all the way in, all three cocks buried to the hilt inside the gasping troll lady.

Wyxt shivers with lust as they pound into her, anal and puss muscles flexing around Yonti's thrusting shafts... it's been so long since she's had her ass packed full of cock... her back arches, her tongue curling tight against the base of Blacktung's shaft, and as she orgasms around Yonti's thrusting, pistoning shaft, she guides Blacktung's cock perfectly down her throat, knowing how he loves to fuck her lips... she sinks him fully into her throat and swallows, how, tight confines sealing aroudn that throbbing cock as she bucks between them, for the moment, cutting off her own air... she wasn't necessarily trying to get them off at that very moment, but fucking her throat that way had to be so much more pleasurable. Massive tits heave and sway beneath her, nipples hard, half an inch long, and, curiously, apparently are dribbling milk, her heavy tits swollen more than normal in her lust. Wyxt is aroused enough, and tits swollen enough, that it's hard to tell if her back is arched from pleasure, or from the weight.

Blacktung can't handle much more fucking Wyxt's face - she knows all the right buttons to push so to speak. Clutching desperately unto her head, her thrusts wildly into her face trying to reach release. At the same time, Yonti is reaching his end and packs his double cock as deep as it will go before jetting a double load deep within Wyxt's ass and womb. Cum oozes out of both her holes as BT jams one last time all the way deep into her throat before

Blacktung pouring a huge amount of seed straight down into her belly. All the while milk flicks onto the ground from her tits - they seem to be larger than before.

Wyxt can't find the breath to groan between the two of them as she's packed full of cock and cum alike, shivering between them and trying her best to buck back and forth through her orgasm. There are the smallest puddles of milk on the ground now, Wyxt turning a faint purple, but still doing her best to hold her breath, swallowing, notably, around Blacktung's cock, effectively milking it of all that seed as she works her throat to get it all down into her stomach. The cocks in her ass and womb are milked, partly from her just trying to cope with being so stuffed and wedged between them, and partly because she is trying so hard not to give in to the need to breathe for as long as she can.

Blacktung slips from her gaping mouth, realizing he might have been too rough and almost choking her. With a soft groan, Yonti pulls both of his softening cocks from Wyxt's rear end. slimy with his own cum. Both of them sit roughly down, BT on the alley floor and Yonti against a wall, breathing heavily. BT notices Wyxt's tits expressing milk and gives one a squeeze while she's still recovering. Milk sprays in a soft stream from one huge nipple.

Wyxt blushes purple at the squeeze of her breast, gasping for breath, firm, abused ass high in the air as she leans against the wall again. She coughs a moment, then blinks, wincing, but refusing cry in the least as she swallows several times, hard. Then... "Ah... I was tryin' t' hold m' breath f'r ya long as I could." She gasps, one hand resting on her other breast, as she leans back against the way, then slides down it to sit on the ground... notably wincing when her ass touches the ground. ...It doesn't take long before she's sitting in a bit of a salty mess.

Blacktung watches as Yonti bows and slips away from the alley, composing himself. BT smiles at Wyxt loving her with all his heart. He moves to sit next to her and hugs her, getting milk from her tits on his chest. "I hope I was not overstepping my bounds by inviting Yonti - and I hope I did not hurt you."

Wyxt hugs Blacktung tightly against her swollen bosom, panting just a bit. "Sometimes I be wishin' I be undead, jus' so I ain't gotta come up f'r air for ya." She blushes as she hugs him, loving him. "Thank ya f'r bringin' 'im Blacktung... y' know I be all too happy y' told 'im t' come t' me. If he needs 'elp again...." she giggles, just a bit.

Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 02



Blacktung approached the innkeeper in Brill and threw him a few silver before climbing the stairs to the room he had purchased for the night. Wyxt should be done repairing and such soon, he thought as he entered the room and removed his plate armor. He lay on the bed in his small clothes, already aroused at what the night may hold. I hope she doesn't mind a visitor. . . he thought.

Wyxt doesn't take long to get her mail repaired... well, actually, it would take a little while, but all too happy to be rid of heavy shoulder pads for a while, Wyxt leaves them, and a few other things, with the blacksmith for the night, with a kiss and a wink promising she'll be back tomorrow. Hips weaving back and forth, clad in that metal thong (the actual leggings were left for repairing too) she makes her way into the Brill inn. The eyes that turn her way, though she seems to pay them no heed, are a bit of a turn on, making her antsy and somewhat in a hurry as she heads up the stairs, to step into their room. Mind a visitor? hah! Wyxt probably wouldn't mind if B.T. up and invited the whole inn for a train. Why would she? The more, the merrier, as long as they weren't crazy people or jerks, as far as the troll lady was concerned.

Blacktung smiles as his beloved enters the room and gets off the bed "I'm glad to see you made it without getting too molested. I'm surprised you made it to the room without a hundred new fans with what you're wearing." BT moves next to his girl and places a hand on her ass as he leads her to the bed. he massages her finely toned ass, running a single finger near the to pof her crack, teasing her.

Wyxt blushes, turning a faint purple as he teashes her, being led along. "Well, I didn't walk too slow, didn't want t' get groped and end up wit' y' waitin' up 'ere cause I couldn't be gettin' away, y' know?" Her chest jiggles in that golden corset as she giggles, firm curvy ass rubbing back against that caressing hand as she moves along to the bed. One hand idly begins to rub at her cleavage as she purrs lightly.

Blacktung moves his hands up to remove the straps to her corset, exposing her huge tits, big nipples erect from their sudden release. Enjoying the sight of her naked top, he loosens her panties as well and takes off his own shirt, standing now only in his boxers. "I'd like to try something new if you don't mind - would you lay on the bed on your back with your head off the side?" He grins.

Wyxt blinks a few times, looking a bit surprised as one hand idly rubs at her own ample breasts, glancing down to th' bed. "Of course love!." She blushes a bit, turning a faint purple, curious and aroused, of course, as she's exposed. ...Vaguely, it occurs to her that neither of them closed the door, but, deciding she doesn't really care, Wyxt slips onto the bed, tits swaying beneath her a moment before she rolls over onto her back. Legs spread somewhat, she lies down on the bed, her head hanging over the side, hair almost touching the floor. One hand, idly, plays with her already wet sex, hairs of her sex trimmed in a neat and tidy small purple V... as though to point one in the right direction.

Blacktung moves to the side of the bed and drops his boxers, releasing his stiffening shaft right in front of Wyxt's face. The hot breath of the troll causes his cock to swell further until it waits directly in front of her mouth bobbing slightly to his pulse. He then slowly pushes forward until he meets her wet waiting mouth, the upside down position drawing new sensations. Blacktung then places his hands firmly on her huge breasts, squeezing and kneading them. The hard nipples dig into his palm. He could swear he could feel them squeeze back slightly, filling his hand further. He continues his thrusting deeper into her mouth, reaching her throat.

Wyxt is, of course, a little surprised, but quick to get into the act, as Blacktung pushes into her mouth, lips parting and head shaking, just a bit, to guide that swollen, hot shaft into her mouth. Unlike normal, her tongue strokes the top of his shaft as he glides that thick shaft into her warm, willing mouth. Blacktung would find, to his pleasure, that he could thrust just a little bit deeper into her throat than normal upside down. Wyxt closes her eyes, moaning around his shaft, as he plays with those heavy breasts, and to his pleasure, he would find them becoming just that little bit bigger as he plays with them, nipples swelling up just a bit as she shivers under his careful touches and his thrusting. Mouth and throat full of cock, she swallows around that cockhead (and then some), corners of her lips curled up in a smile as, with one hand, she idly rubs fingers at the lips of her own pussy.

Since she never dismissed him, it would be noted that Rage is actually already in the room. Being the obedient sort he is, he's sitting in the corner, but the wolf is panting, and it's pretty obvious that he knows full well what's going on.

Blacktung loves the feeling of Wyxt's throat around his cock. His thrusts become faster as he slides all the way in, balls hitting her face. His cock shivers as she moans, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure up his spine. His hands try to grope her breasts more - however their swelling continues and he feels wet spots under his palms. Grinning he removes one hand quickly and removes his helm, letting his long tongue loll out. Wyxt's pussy looks like it needed attention.

Wyxt groans around that pumping shaft as Blacktung begins to pick up the pace, fucking her throat just the way she likes it... looking down, he could actually see where she was swallowing around the head of his shaft. Breasts swollen, becoming heavy and milky, nipples start to leak just a little bit of milk, the white stuff smearing against his hand as he plays with her tits. Stimulated as she is, pussy hungry for stuffing, Wyxt still refuses to slip her fingers between those lips, grinding her thumb against her clit, but trying to hold out.

Blacktung continues to pound her face, but releases her tits and leans over, face drawing near her waiting pussy. Her fat swollen breasts press into his belly and leak onto him as he moves his tongue, lapping at her clit for a second before working his tongue into her. All eight inches of his flexible tongue stuff their way into her slit and be begins licking her from the inside, moving in ways that hit spots she never knew she had. Blacktung hands move up to grab her ass and spread them farther apart to let his tongue dig even deeper. The taste and smell of arouse him more, causing him to buck into her face and his cock to pulse and throb deep in her throat.

Wyxt gags, for just a moment, around that pounding cock, as she's caught quite by surprised, swollen tits squished and wet against his belly as hand suddenly leaves her pussy at the touch, then the invasion, of Blacktung's long probing tongue. Gag reflex is ignored though, as hips back, and then, her back arches, taking that cock fully into her throat and spreading her legs wide for that probing tongue, her pussy dripping wet with lust. Hands come up to his own hips now, but do nothing to slow his pounding as her rough tongue caresses and strokes that pulsing, throbbing shaft. Lips purse tight around his cock, milking and stroking it now, as she suddenly becomes very, very thirsty for Blacktung's hot cum, squirming beneath him. Milk begins to dribble onto the bed around the sides of her heavy tits.

Blacktung hips buck one last time before he cums for the first time tonight deep into her throat, plump head stuffing her and draining cum into her stomach. The force of his orgasm causes his tongue to spasm wildly in her, pulsing in her pussy. Suddenly, there's a sharp knock on the open door. Slowly withdrawing his long juice covering tongue from Wyxt he turns to see who it is Blacktung see the grinning troll Yonti standing in the doorway. "I be stopping by like you asked, but it looks like I missed the start of the party. Maybe I can get in to round two ya?" The troll smiles as he walks in the room and shuts the door. Blacktung withdraws his cock from Wyxt's throat with a loud plop and backs away a bit to give Wyxt some air.

Wyxt groans, just a bit displeased (though of course, equally anxious and looking forward to whatever's coming!) as suddenly her pussy is devoid of tongue, her body hot and a rush of pleasure still running through her as she swallows down that hot cum. Hands come to rest on her heaving, milkt tits as she glances over to the door, but she does nothing to close her legs or get up, curious. Besides, they'd left the door wide open anyway. She peers at Yonti, and what little displeasure she might have felt at being empty disappears in a rush. "Yonti, good t' see ya!" She waves one milk-covered hand at him. The wedding ring clearly catches the light.. this is definitely a playful couple.

Blacktung watches as Yonti steps into the room. Devoid of his helm, BT has to resort to hand motions and the like. Half smiling at Wyxt, he motions her onto all fours in her standard fucking position, though still facing the side of the bed. Then lays down on the far side of the bed taking a little breather and working his cock to a second erection. Blacktung grins as Yonti removes his loincloth and exposes his twin cocks half hard already, no doubt from the sight of the beautiful Wyxt. Stroking them both with one hand, he approaches her face, placing both heads need her lips. "I be wanting to try this again, hopefully I'll get a little deeper this time." he grins.

Wyxt is all too happy to get onto all fours, like a bitch in heat, as she likes to put it. She rolls over, and slips onto hands and knees, which, notably, actually takes a tiny bit of effort initially, due to just how heavy those swaying tits feel. She swallows again, and arches her back, her ass high in the air and the juices of that play with her puss running down her thighs now. "Mmm.. we gonna be sleepin' in milk at this rate, amongst oth'r things..." she murmurs, before suddenly, there's two cocks resting against her lips. All too happy, she tilts her head, flicking her tongue over the heads of his cocks... notably using that cold metal tongue bolt over the heads of Yonti's shafts. After getting him wet a moment, purring, she sits up, for just a moment, so she can use both hands to guide his cocks clearly into her mouth. 

Wyxt purses her lips around them, so that they rub against one another and her cheeks, as she rubs her tongue at the base of both shafts, cold metal teasing between the both of them as she slurps her way down the shafts. Her mouth, and her throat, is still slick with Blacktung's cum, and Yonti would find progess isn't so hard this time, though it clearly will take some pushing.

Blacktung strokes himself a little harder at the sight of his girl getting double face fucked by Yonti. The troll is in heaven, his dual cocks rubbing together in the warm wet mouth of Wyxt, her tongue running on and between both swollen heads. Grabbing the back of her head, Yonti begins the assault on her throat, trying to fully fill her with cock and slowly but firmly pushes forward.

Wyxt holds up a single finger, a sign for Yonti to give her a moment, as his cocks stuff their way into her tight throat. Eyes wince, just a bit, at gag reflex, but Wyxt does not pull back from him. Instead, she lets him sit in her throat a moment, and takes a deep breath through her nose... he could feel the cool air descending past his cocks... before her thumb comes up with a wink. Settled and feeling she can do this, hands move back to the bed, back arching once more, as Wyxt puts herself back on all fours, tits swaying beneath her as a clear bulge forms in her throat from Yonti's efforts, forcing her to swallow around those two heads.

Blacktung watches in awe as Yonti slowly pushes into her throat with two cocks. Yonti's jaw drops at the sheer pleasure as inch by inch he makes his way deeper into Wyxt. Finally, cock heads both deep into her, Wyxt's lips touch the base of both cocks, her breasts swaying and shaking from the effort it's causing her. Fully aroused again, BT decides to get in on the action again. Blacktung gets on his back head between Wyxt's legs and crawls towards her front, his head directly under her heavy leaking tits. Grabbing one tit with two hands - as they were now large enough to warrant two hand, he stuffed the fat leaky nipple into his mouth and began sucking, gulping down her milk. Blacktung works his cockhead at the entrance of her pussy and begins to stuff himself into her aching pussy. He lets her get used to him before pushing deeper, now getting her filled from both ends. Picking a rhythm he begins to pound deep into her while all the while suckling on her huge tit - each glup he takes, sends a pulse of pleasure down his shaft, throbbing inside her.

Wyxt couldn't get away if she wanted to now. On all fours, she's at just the right angle for Yonti to fuck her throat without choking her. Her tongue strokes up between those two dicks squeezed in her mouth and throat as she purrs, shivers running through both of his shafts at once. The suckling of her milky, heavy tits draw a sharp moan from her, though it's barely audible, stuffed as her throat is with those hot, throbbing cocks. Her pussy and firm ass are open invitations to anyone wanting to join in, herself wet, wet enough that one might think she'd cum even if no one filled her. Wyxt shivers, refusing to let what little air she has escape her in a moan, as Blacktung's wet cock fills her hungry pussy, which is quick to clench down around him, inviting him deeper into her. Judging by how she's shivering, and how her hips arch when he fills her, it's easy to tell she's already on the verge.

Blacktung continues to thrust deep in her and Yonti struggles to move both cocks in and out as best he can, the bulge in Wyxt's throat clearly visible. Rage, waiting in the corner, finally unable to control himself, leaps up onto the bed and promptly places his nose dead on Wyxt's ass. Sniffing for a few seconds, he begins to lick her asshole furiously all while she continues to get assaulted in her cunt and mouth.

Wyxt is, abruptly, out of air for just a moment, way too surprised by the sudden licking between the firm cheeks of her ass. She literally bounces on Blacktung's cock a moment as her heart skips a beat, and abruptly, she cums, hard, around Blacktung's thrusting cock, moaning with warm breath aroudn the two cocks stuck in her throat. Hands cling to Yonti's hips a moment as she shivers violently, her free tit flicking milk onto the bed as she winces, still cumming between the three of them... back arches, legs spread wide, to both lower herself onto Blacktung further, and still offer her sweet ass up to Rage.

Blacktung hears Yonti moan. The troll can't hold back any longer and both his cocks explode in her throat drenching her insides with cum. She's forcing to swallow fast and hard to accommodate two cocks worth of spunk. Rage is no longer content with licking and he places his paws on her back, his wolfcock pausing for a second at her pucker before his animal lust takes over and he begins pounding her ass. Yonti pulls back struggling to remove both cocks from her throat and both shafts slurp out of her cum filled mouth. He leans back against the wall and watches. Blacktung now grabs Wyxt in a hug and pulls her tit closer to his face, smothering himself in her huge heavy milky breasts, continuing all the while to drink her milk as her ass and puusy are filled.

Wyxt tries to swallow it all. She really does. But no one can really blame her that when Yonti pulls backsome of that thick, hot seed slips out over the edge of her lips, dribbling down her chin. The moment she can breath, Wyxt is moaning, like a harlot, or a bitch, as Rage begins bucking that throbbing wolf cock with brutal thrusts into her ass, in turn causing her cunt, milking Blacktungs cock, to somewhat bounce up and down his own thrusts faster than Wyxt has expected. Being pounded and crushed between then, her back arches sharply, the lusty troll panting, before she's pulled into a hug, those heavy, milk-filled tits covering Blacktung's face. "Mmm... ah... yes... fuck me.. fuck me like a slut..." Wyxt gasps, in clear and obvious heaven amongst her lovers and on her beloved.

Blacktung slams deep into her and his cock widens spraying her womb with BT's second load of the night. At the same time, Rage's cock is milked by her puckered asshole as he releases into her and floods her bowels with seed. Rage whimpers as her finishes then rolls of the bed and onto the floor. BT however continues to drain into her, suckling fiercely on the tits until he's done emptying into her. Releasing her from his tit hug her heavy tits sway and leak milk onto BT's face as he sighs and relaxes his cock slowly softening inside her pussy.

Wyxt groans as the cumming wolf's cock swells in her ass, that knot sealing her ass tight around his cock as he fills her ass with his hot spunk, Wyxt groaning with pleasure as she's stuffed, held in place for the moment by wolf. That hot cum, suddenly filling her womb, draws a second orgasm from her, Wyxt barely able to even moan this time as BT's pleasure fills her needy cunt. She pants as he begins to soften in her, trying to catch her breath, breasts still swaying and milk dribbling onto BT beneath her as she slowly comes down from her high.

Blacktung hugs Wyxt tightly as they both fall back onto the bed, heads resting on the pillows though the bed is a bit messy now. Rage pads over to the corner and curls in a ball, and Yonti smiles as he redresses and heads out the door, shutting it quietly. The two lovers stare at each other, BT's eyes showing nothing but love for Wyxt.

Wyxt is flushed, and by now, the both of them are a milky and salty mess. She grins at him, then kisses him, though on the cheek, not so sure if he wants to swap his friends juices around. She snuggles against him, the sound of milk and cum alike squelching just a bit as she hugs him fiercely, clinging to him. She whispers, lightly, in his ear.. "I love you Blacktung." in that 'proper' elvish voice, her eyes closing as she snuggles up against him.



Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 03



3: Fray Island

Wyxt has found a home for Blacktung, herself, and from time to time, her guild. Having chosen the island where he proposed to her as an appropriate place to center her life and thoughts around, Wyxt is there now, on the third floor of the meeting hall and training room. Where the pots and benches are for cooking. She wears today only her tabard, that black and red tabard with the skull and crossbows that clings to her curves and occasionally offers a teasing view of her firm ass and that carefully cared for puss. One hand on her hip, she peers over the kitchen, apparently thinking about something.

Blacktung walks up to the kitchen area and is only mildly surprised to see his bride-to-be so scantily clad - she knew she was sexy and she liked to show it. Smiling, he steps beside her without her noticing and playfully slips his hand underneath her tabard to grope at the full ass of hers, a single finger running down her crack, teasing her. "I knew you were talking about improving relations between our guilds - I took the liberty of inviting some friends of mine from the Warband for a 'meeting' - I hope you don't mind."

Wyxt shivers with pleasure at the familiar touch of her beloved, breath catching a moment as those heavy breasts rise... it doesn't take long for those large nipples to be straining the tabard, notably, as he gropes and plays with her ample bottom. "Mmm, not in th' least darlin'. Jus' a lil' surprised, gonna have t' figure out how t' be a good hostess. They alread'h be 'ere?" She peers over her shoulder at him, back arching just faintly to push her ass back against that groping hand, and push her tits out somewhat proudly as she licks her lips.

Blacktung smiles at her eagerness. "No - they should be arriving shortly though - perhaps we should meet them in the meeting hall?" Turning towards the door, he rubs the full cheeks of his lover as the walk down the stairs, bulge already forming in his shorts at the thought of what may unfold tonight.

Wyxt nods, of course, already on her way towards the stairs at his suggestion. One hand idly taps a tusk lightly as he fondles her ass, Wyxt undeniably already in a mood, warming to the touch as he plays with her ample booty. Chest rises and falls heavily as he continues to grope her on the way down the stairs, and she stops somewhat abruptly at the bottom, so that that bulge is pushed against that firm ass, and also causes the tabard to give her just a bit of a wedgy.

Blacktung feels his cock swell further as those cheeks 'accidently' bump into him. Reaching the bottom floor and walking into the meeting hall, Blacktung removes his helm and stands only in his shirt and pants, having removed his armor earlier. Suddenly he drops his pants, freeing his shaft and letting it bob fully erect, throbbing, straining. Using Wyxt's ring to talk to her, he says "I can wait no longer. I need your mouth. I need to fuck your face..." he motions for her to kneel before him.

Wyxt peers over her shoulder at Blacktung, and licks her lips, yet again, at his words, cheeks turning the faintest purple at his words. She turns to face him, and, no questions asked, drops to her knees on the meeting room floor, knees coming to rest on the carpet as she peers up at him. Then, with a wink, she leans forward, one hand settling on his hip, the other reaching out to stroke his shaft, holding that throbbing, needy cock up before her face so that her warm tongue can lovingly caress the head of his shaft, teasing him just a bit before she scoots forward, pursing her lips tight just beyond the head of his cock, at that most sensitive fleshy ridge behind the head.

Blacktung waits just a moment before pulling his cockhead out just a bit and rubbing her lips with the tip of it, coating them with pre-cum, causing her to shiver. He then places his shaft back where it belonged into her waiting wet mouth, and pushed in, waiting to feel the tightness of her throat.

Wyxt winks up at him as he coats her lips with that pre-cum, making somewhat thick lips suddenly look glossy as they catch the moonlight through the window. There's no reason to go slow as far as Wyxt is concerned... tongue stroking the base of his shaft, lips pucker around that throbbing cockmeat, and both hands come to rest on his hips now as she guides that thick, salty tasting head into her throat. By now, Wyxt is getting very used to deep-throating, and it is only a moment's pause because she swallows around that plump cock, and cool air washes over him a moment as she catches her breath. Then, she begins to suckle on him, sucking her way half up his shaft, cheeks pulling in visibly as her eyes close, before lips loosen, just a bit, and she blows her way all the way down his shaft until he sinks fully into her throat again, her nose buried in his crotch.

Blacktung sinks down to his knees from the sheer waves of pleasure running through him, which forces Wyxt down on all fours. She had gotten so used to having her throat filled with his cock that she knew his natural rhythm by heart, sucking and accepting that pulsing cock deep within her as he thrusted, then letting it slide back out over her playful tongue before engulfing it again. So involved in pleasuring his cock, she did not notice her guests. 

Blacktung noted his fellow Korkrons entering the room, roughly a dozen battle hardened trolls, orcs, tauren and undead. "I know how much you like friends to join in - so I've invited several over to make sure you're thoroughly fucked and as full of as much cum as you can handle. Would you like that?" BT asks Wyxt, her face full of cock. Blacktung didn't think his clan mates would wait for an answer - and they didn't. Stripping quickly, the positioned themselves around the almost naked troll. Lifting up her tabard, two orcs both tried to cram their hard cocks into her wet puss while an undead straddled her back and entered her tight ass. All three begin pounding into her. Various others gathered around stroking their hard shafts and waiting for an opening.

Wyxt didn't notice her guests, no. Being a hunter, one would think Wyxt would go out of her way to be more aware, but it'd be no fun if no one could ever surprise her, would it? On all fours, tabard the only thing keeping her tits from swaying beneath her, she accepts Blacktung's thrusting cock all too happily, rocking back and forth to meet his thrusts with her own suckling and blowing. Wyxt does love sucking Blacktung's cock, tongue rubbing roughly up and down the shaft, stroking him even as he guides her into her favorite position. To his words, there's the faintest bob of her head as she peers up at him through one eye, edges of her lips curled in a smile. Pushed down as she is, her ass and wet puss are raised high in the air. Wyxt has her back arched in such a fashion that that tight ass and her hungry cunt are begging to be stuffed. Still, she's surprised when the warband gets right to it, groaning around Blacktung's thick, hot cock, as two orcs both move to cram into her hungry pussy right off the bat, and her ass is straddled. Hips arch, and raise, legs spreading wide, as those two orcs would find, to their pleasure, that they make headway, penetrating her tight, squeezing sex and drawing a hot, lusty moan from Wyxt over Blacktung's cock. With her cunt so full of cock, the undead in her ass would find her warm bowels tighter than ever, milking him already.

Blacktung can't handle all the husky moaning into his crotch - Wyxt's groans and gasps are rewarded with a sudden jet of cum catching her in mid-moan, surprising her. Blacktung continues to thrust as he orgasms, liberally coating her throat and mouth with seed. At least he pulls out, one last spurt hitting her across the mouth before he falls back on a chair and watches. Wyxt has only time for one quick gasp before a tauren quickily approaches her face and awkwardly stuffs his massive erection into her gaping cummy mouth. BT hopes the huge bull won't hurt her too much. Behind her the two orcs have managed to work together and penetrate her deep - they also rip off her tabard which causes her huge tits to wobble wildly. Several hands grope her breasts as soon as they are free.

Wyxt chokes, for just a moment, on cum, though naturally she is quick to swallow and pant, clearing her throat. The panting is all too natural, as her pussy is spread open lewdly by the two plundering orcs, tits heaving below her, the tugged tabard pulled up into her cleavage so that tits jiggle around the fabric. Blacktung would notice, to his pleasure, milk already dripping onto the floor as she groans, grinding back against those three plunging cocks as they fill her cunt and ass. She gasps as her tabard is ripped, surprised as tits jiggle completely free, and in mid-gasp Wyxt finds her mouth stuffed full of thick bull-cock. After Yonti, the tauren would find to his pleasure that, with her mouth still full of cum, it's a rather slick and easy ride straight into her throat, BT having well-lubricated her mouth and throat already for him. Her tongue curls around the base of his shaft, sealing against that thick cock as she begins to stroke and rub him, fucked down his shaft even if she didn't want to deep throat him... Blacktung could watch and see, to his pleasure, the bulge in her throat as the tauren's swollen head descends towards his slutty wife's stomach.

Blacktung gasps at the immense size of the tauren's cock - it's nearly as thick around as his arm. Wyxt's mouth and lips look absolutely stuffed around the huge shaft, cum squeezing out around the plunging shaft as he forces itself slowly and roughly down her throat. BT sees the baseball sized head making it's way down her neck. BT also loves the sight of her breasts swelling up and starting to spray milk as they're kneaded and groped - one onlooker finds the sight too much and explodes on her left side, seed spraying on her back and running down the curve of her left tit to join the milk leaking from her fat hard nipple. The undead in her ass can't handle the milking massaging motion of her bowels and releases deep inside her, the seed spilling out of her and running down her ass crack. BT wondered how many more loads could Wyxt take before she was completely full of cum and had it sloshing out of every hole?

Wyxt is a little taken aback by the tauren's size too, barely able, but able, to breathe around that huge, thick shaft forcing its' way down her throat. Even though it's intimidating, it's too late now, and the two orcs buried deep in her cunt, as well as the undead almost stuck in her tight asshole, are pushing her surely and undeniably down that tauren's thick shaft. Cum dribbles down her chin around that thick cock, her throat swallowing tight around that shaft, milking it like a glove, as her tongue rubs along it, that X-shaped metal bolt teasing the tauren's cock. She groans around that cock with pleasure, as her ass is pumped full of hot, sticky cum, a warm feeling she absolutely loves. Wyxt peers out of the corner of her gaze, at BT, a sly look on her face as her back and tit are sprayed with that hot, salty jizz, ass raising all the higher in the air as her hot pussy clamps down around the two cocks already stuffed tight in her cunt... even though she can't do too much moving on her own, anyone can see her body tremble... and the three still in her can feel it... as Wyxt cums for the first time between the tauren and duo orc sandwich, pussy juices mixing with the cum and milk on the ground.

Blacktung hears the tauren's low groan as the tauren's hips meet Wyxt's face - his huge cock is all the way in; BT can't even see the end of it in her throat - it must be practically in her stomach. Having roughly paved the way down her neck, the tauren begins slowly thrusting in and out of her, fucking her whole neck. Each thrust she takes seems to cause her breasts to swell more as the flow of milk out of her increases slowly. Both orcs slam into her, before a double load coats the inside of her womb and, after running out of space, gushes out of her pussy and down her legs. Sloshing messily out of her, the duo are replaced by another massive tauren cock who quite easily slides into her and displaces most of the cum they just deposited into her. A nearby troll sees an opening and leaps unto her back to fill her ass with cock again, loving the puckering suction of her hole. Another undead, close to release, slides underneath her heavy swaying tits and sprays her cleavage with more seed, causing the tits to messily slide back and forth as she's pounded from all angles, another unlooker spraying his load on her right leg and ass.

Wyxt can feel the tauren in her, even if BT can't see it, and she knows the Tauren's cock is almost all the way to her stomach, fucking her milking throat in full effect as she's forced to gag and attempt to swallow. Wincing, her body is rocked back by each thrust, onto the cocks spearing her cunt, heavy, milky tits dribbling milk freely now as she's mashed between the Warbanders. It's a good thing Wyxt can't get pregnant, because those two orcs fill her womb to the brim with hot, sticky cum... her back arches further now, tits actually rubbing against the floor, as her ass and cunt are raised lewdly high for her next guests. Cum dribbles out of her pussy for a moment, until the next Tauren sees fit to plunder her wide-spread and well-lubed cunt, causing it to gush out. Wyxt orgasms, again, unable to help herself, as that next tauren pummels his way into her womb, the troll on her back slipping into her now slick but still tight ass and filling her with more hot meat. If not for the thick cock wedged firmly in her throat, Wyxt's arms couldn't support her at this point, trembling just a bit as she's constantly moaning around the cock thrusting into her throat, unable to control herself.

Blacktung talks into Wyxt's head through the haze of lust surrounding her. 'After these last Korkrons finish in you, I want you hold as much of their seed in you as you can - then I will take you one more time. I want to see, to feel, to hear cum and milk gush out of you as much as possible. Can you do that for me?' Blacktung didn't get an answer - not with both ends being assaulted by enourmous bullcock practically meeting in the middle. Both taurens had their hips flush against her face and hips respectively and neither were slowly down as she felt compacted and then emptied over and over. The troll in her ass was longer than the undead and he reached deep into her, hitting more sentitive spots as he quicked his pace. Several more of the horde went spraying over her back, tits and ass, turning her white instead of blue as the seed flowed down her massive swollen breasts, straining thighs and belly waiting to be filled with jizz. BT would have her again soon.

Wyxt is surprised by the voice, herself so fargone that she's somewhat 'shocked' back into reality by it.. not a bad thing, mind you! Brought back from fantastic lust to some conscious level of thinking, she registers Blacktung's request, though her mouth and throat are a little too full for her to nod. Notably though, her cunt muscles tighten, as much as she can, around the thick shaft plunging into her pussy and womb, the cum sloshing out of her slowing, then seeping out around the thick pulsing cock pushing into her. The troll deep in her ass would find her milking him, muscles tightening, then loosening, around his pistoning cock, both to get him to cum, and to keep him from displacing too much of the hot spunk that even now makes her ass unbearably warm and slick around his thrusting cock. Perhaps BT could see it on their faces that Wyxt was doing her best to respond to his request. Perhaps the fact that she was peering at him out of the corner of her gaze was telltale enough... Wyxt doesn't stop there though. Throat as relaxed as possible, she's been letting the faintest trickle of air into her when that tauren pulls his hips back, but now lips purse tight around that hot, thrusting bull-cock, throat and lips sealed tight around him as Wyxt promptly cuts off her own air. She swallows, forcing the gag reflex now, so that her throat tightens and loosens in natural spasms around that thrusting cock, milking him, urging him to cum directly into her belly. All the while, wincing, she continues to watch BT, a lusty, and loving, glint in her eye.

Blacktung could see the overall effect of her milking on the participants - they all quickened trying to reach the end, to achieve release. Suddenly, as if all on queue - all three erupted at once. The tauren in her throat dumped endless gobs of seed into her, feeling like gallons and gallons as he quickly pulled out, his dick sensitive, fulling her mouth to the brim. Blacktung reminds her 'Hold as much in as you can!'. Obviously, she cannot hold it all, as cum dribbles out of her pursed lips, trying not to moan and keep the seed in. The troll inflates her rectum with his cum and she puckers her ass trying to seal it all in as he slides out of her. And the tauren in back slams home and unloads a massive flood of spunk into her womb - enough that it makes her feel like her belly is bulging. The tauren slips out of her slowly, savoring her gripping cunt. BT waits for her to compose herself as he walks over to her, the crowd either redressing and clearing out or panting on the floor.

Wyxt feels warm and pleasant, though a little strange, as her belly is suddenly filled with hot, thick, sloshing cum, the gobs of seed in her belly, her throat, and even filling her mouth as the tauren erupts in her. Naturally, unable to help herself, she swallows once as she gasps for air, and some of that thick cum pools on the ground below her face before she's quick to close her mouth, throat visibly aching to keep from swallowing. Heavy milky tits come to rest in cum and milk on the ground now, with an audible squishing noise, as she lays down on her breasts, arms shaking at her sides, breathing heavily with her ass and cunt high in the air. It feels very strange feeling the cum slosh backwards, threatening to slide back down her throat, but with ass and cunt high in the air, Wyxt can hold that burning seed in her ass and pussy much easier than normal. Still, it dribbles out of her sex and that firm, but now sore, ass, herself having so much cum stuffed into her that she can't quite hold it all in despite her best efforts. Despite her lying on her breasts, anyone can see her chest heaving as she forces what air she can through her nose and past the cum sloshing around in her throat. Ass jiggles in the air, gleaming with cum splattered all over it, as she peers at the approaching Blacktung, wanting to lick her lips, but knowing cum will spill out if she gives in.

Blacktung shivers in sheer pleasure as he walks behind her and places his swollen cockhead, pulsing and needing relief, at the cummy enterence of her ass. Watching her hold all that cum for him from the several spurting cocks aroused him greatly and he was only a few strokes toward release. Plunging into her cum filled ass, causing seed to spill out around his shaft, he mind-whispers to Wyxt "When I release, I want you to let all that seed flow from you, endless waves of cum out of every hole". Pumping desperately in her ass, semen sloshily noisily, he climaxes violently, filling her ass with hot sticky seed for the third time that night.

Wyxt groans, notably refusing to open her mouth, and fingers claw at the ground lightly, as Blacktung stuffs his cock into those warm, tight depths. He would find to his pleasure that the ride is slick, and her ass is big enough that fucking his way into it still barely displaces the cum inside, despite the fact that her belly is also full of cum. Filling her ass with his cock does cause some of the hot cum in her womb to spill out, though, dribbling out of her. She groans as her ass is pounded desperatlely by Blacktung, and as he fills her ass with another warm hot spurt of cum, she gasps, all too happy to try and get some air now, as cum spills out of her.... even Wyxt can't believe how much she's been trying to hold in, and just how 'heavy' it felt before she let it all go. A pool of the stuff forms beneath her as she pants beneath him, tongue catching cum on the ground without her even meaning to. He would find, to pleasant surprise, that that firm, rolling ass, jiggling as he fills her, can't seem to release those thick loads inside her, even after being pumped full three times. At most, she can only manage a dribble, wincing.




Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 03



Blacktung drains his balls into his bride-to-be then, panting from the feeling of release, he slips out of her ass, letting her release the undoubtedly full feeling of her bowels as he sits noisely on the messy floor.

Wyxt blinks, peering over her shoulder now, at her ass raised high in the air, quivering with exhaustion. The problem reveals itself a moment later as she, wincing and a bit sore, but smiling, sits up, just a little. Her full ass is tipped, just enough, for cum to finally begin to slowly dribble out, joining the puddle on the floor... she wants to sit, but at the same time knows her thighs and ass will hate her if she does. So instead, she remains on the floor with her ass somewhat up in the air, cheek pressed into a puddle of cum.

Blacktung looks at his beautiful lover, drenched in cum and shining. He sends the mind-whisper 'I love you Wyxt - you're one of a kind'

Wyxt ponders a moment, considering her thighs and ass, before she slowly, carefully rolls onto her side, blushing and wincing just a bit... the feel of cum still in her belly feels very, very strange as she switches positions, too. She pants, and licks her lips, and tries to speak, before coughing a bit and turning purple, though it's hard to see under that white coating. Blushing furiously, she mouthes, instead. 'I love you too, Blacktung.'



Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 04



Blacktung walks into the guild hall and home of his beloved Wyxt and searches for her upstairs. Where could she be? "Wyxt! Are you around?"

Wyxt is, today, in the kitchen area of the guild hall. Sitting on the edge of one of the tables, the half-troll, half-elf is clad in that skimpy mageweave thong that hugs her ass, and the simple swashbuckler top that just barely covers her breasts, her nipples often the only 'support' keeping the shirt from simply exposing her full breasts. "I'm up here dear, warmin' by th' stove!"

Blacktung steps into the kitchen and smiles as he sees Wyxt. He sits down next to her with a semi-serious worried look on his face. He looks as if he's about to ask something odd. "Love, I've just been asked an odd request by the Chemists of Undercity. I've told a few people about your mixed elf and troll blood and that seemed to catch the interest of quite a few of the higher ups there. Especially concerning your. . . er, milk. They asked if it would be possible to obtain some samples for 'study', they say. Bit of an odd bunch."

Wyxt purses her lips lightly, one finger rubbing idly at a polished tusk as she peers at Blacktung. The 'bath' from a few days ago still is showing on her skin, the firelight of the stove reflecting off of her visible cleavage, legs, and arms as she leans forward to peer closer at BT. Notably, her breasts swell and almost spill out of her shirt when she leans forward. The request causes her to blink, Wyxt, needless to say, surprised that word about her teats has gotten out. "Oh. Err... well... they're not going t' try and turn it int' some new plague are they?" Lips purse. Not all half-elf, half-trolls milked like Wyxt did, either.

"I shouldn't think so my dear. It might be just for cataloging purposes. Possibly use it in some potions or something. I do not know! I am not an alchemist." Blacktung doesn't fail to notice the large breasts almost fall out of her top and slides a little closer to her, causing one to press against him. His hand idly slides down her back and rest on her ample bottom, giving it a loving squeeze.

Wyxt taps her tusk lightly, before giving a faint nod... "Ah, well, I s'pose I can give 'em some milk. ..Onl'h problem be, th' onl'h time I be leakin' milk is when I be horn'h as 'ell an' my breasts swell up." She peers down at her chest, free hand idly rubbing in her cleavage as she ponders. "Usuall'h be when I be losin' control..." she giggles faintly as he slips closer to her, purring lightly.

Blacktung smiles at her as he continues to rub. "I do know that - and I've brought some friends from the Warband that could assist you in that respect. They should be arriving shortly - I figured if you had declined the request, we could still have some fun." Blacktung gets a devilish grin on his face as his other hand reaches up to cup a heavy breast.

Wyxt blushes, quite remembering the stain she had vigorously been trying to scrub out of the carpet a few days ago... before realizing it was easier to just re-dye the whole thing. She shivers, and licks her lips, as Blacktung cups her full, heavy tit, hard nipples already straining the fabric of her shirt... the pull on the fabric frees one breast, exposing hard blue nipple as Wyxt leans back just a bit, legs spread somewhat.

Blacktung pinches the exposed nipple in one hand as he removes his helm and lets his long tongue unfurl. 'First I think we should get you warmed up first before they arrive.' he mind-whispers. He pushes her slowly so her back is on the bench, legs facing her. He then removes the tight thong from around her wide hips noting they're slightly damp already. Spreading her legs a bit for her he places his head in her lap and gives her warm slit a few licks before snaking his long tongue up inside her, tasting her juices and playing inside her pussy. His tongue expands and contracts, trying to reach deep within her.

Wyxt doesn't mind a little warm up in the least. She moans, lightly, as her nipple is pinched, eyes closing as he teases her, before he spreads her legs. She herself offers no resistance, long smooth legs spreading wide for him as her hands move to her tits, rubbing and kneading her own breasts, trying to get that extra stimulation going as that long, thick tongue fills her already hungry pussy. "Mmm... oh yeah... tongue fuck me...." she murmurs as his tongue wriggles and fills her puss, hips arching to help his wet tongue fill her as much as possible.

Blacktung uses his long tongue to the best of his ability, flexing and relaxing to simulating thrusting into her. The tip plays along the inside walls of her throbbing pussy, coaxing her insides to spasm in pleasure. His arms move around her thighs and ass, and he places both hands full on her chest, massaging them both and running her nipples across his fingers, teasing them.

Wyxt licks her lips, starting to pant just a bit, as her pussy contracts around his tongue, trying to milk it. Hands move to cup her breasts now, offering them up to those massaging, playing hands, and the sound of strained fabric ripping fills the air a moment as what little support she shirt had for her breasts gives out, making the until now functional shirt more of a jacket that emphasizes those ample breasts. Firelight shining off her breasts and belly, she begins to grind back against that thrusting tongue, breath hot... if she wasn't in the mood to fuck before, she definitely is now.

Blacktung suddenly removes his tongue from her with some difficulty, her pussy cletching and not wanting to release him. 'I think I've got you warmed up enough now - shall we go down to the hall to meet our guests? Seems to have the most room available for our needs' he mind-whispers.

Wyxt blinks, then blushes, once his tongues come free with an audible squelching. Cunt dripping wet with lust, groping her exposed breasts, she sits up, catching her breath, as she nods slowly. She stands up, taking a moment to regain her senses, before, with a giggle, she heads down the stairs, no thong on this time, and her lovely tits exposed to anyone who might be downstairs to look, as well.

Blacktung walks down the stairs with Wyxt and is not surprised to see his fellow Korkrons waiting. They had spent a bit too much time upstairs. Noting how much his lover seemed to like them before, BT noted that all six of the bulky tauren he asked to come were staying there in loincloths waiting, in addition to a couple orc similarly dressed. One orc walked up to BT and handed him 4 decanters with suction cups placed on top. "Just like you asked Commander Blacktung," said the orc, though the orcs eyes were more on Wyxt's exposed tits then BT. Indeed, all of the Korkrons in the room seemed to be adjusting their loincloths a bit. Blacktung knew Wyxt was probably a bit anxious to get started and led her to the middle of the room, motioning her into her standard fucking position.

Wyxt looks a little surprised at the group that waits for her, though it doesn't cause her to stop as she makes her way down the steps. Those ample breasts bounce lightly with every step, and her thighs glisten with her lust and the saliva from Blacktung's tongue still seeping out of her puss. One hand idly cups and squeezes her breast as she approaches the group, before saying, in a husky voice... "Who wants t' milk this bitch?" she licks her lips. Oh no, she has no problem with supplying some milk to the undead back at the undercity, apparently. Motioned to the center of the room, she drops to her knees on the carpet, then onto all fours, heavy breasts swaying beneath her as she purrs.

Blacktung steps back onto the benches to watch for a bit as the first two taurens step towards Wyxt, one behind and one in front, and they remove their loincloths to reveal their massive bullcocks, thick and veiny, throbbing in anticaption. The one behind places his fist sized cockhead at her pussy slick with juices, and rubs it up and down to coat his shaft. Meanwhile, the tauren by front places his enormous fat head against Wyxt's glossy lips and waits for her to accept it.

Wyxt pants, just a bit, as that thick hot cockhead rubs at the lips of her cunt, teasing her. Wyxt's thick, glossy blue lips purse a moment, kissing the head of that bull-cock before her face, as she shivers, before her mouth opens, for long, bolted tongue to lick at the head of that tauren's shaft, the cold metal bolt teasing his cock as she purrs. Hips arch, putting her ass up high in the air, her pussy offered freely to the tauren behind her to sink into her depths now, as tits wobble beneath her, Wyxt giving the tauren before her a sly wink.

Blacktung watches as she prepares the bullcocks before her at both ends. Both bull grunting with pleasure, they begin pushing into her from both sides, her pussy stuffed with the beginnings of a massive cock trying to plow its way into her, as her mouth is crammed full with cock as well. Slowly and surely they inch their way into her, sliding down deeper and deeper into the horny troll. Blacktung starts stroking himself, watching carefully at her huge swaying tits for the first signs of that sweet troll-milk.

Wyxt is getting used to these huge cocks. Even though she is, of course, once more tight, hips arch high and knees spread apart on the carpet, the troll slut's cunt soon enough full of that thick meat. Notably, hips twitch just a bit, guiding the tauren in just that little bit easier into her warm, tight depths, as she groans around the cock wedging itself already into her throat. One hand comes up to the tauren's hips before her face, and urge him to fuck her face freely... she wanted to fuck, and she wanted cum, and that wilf fucking would have her milking in no time.

Blacktung is surprised at how easily the massive cocks slide into her welcoming hole - she must be getting used to those thick shafts. Plungling into her, both taurens find her face and hips flush with their own hips, cock firmly lodged deep in her throat and womb for a few seconds, savoring her warming and wetness. Then they both begin hammering her from either end, the sounds of squelching saliva and pussy juices loudly filling the air as her heavy tits swing back and forth to the fucking. Wyxt can feel both cockheads deep in her, almost touching somewhere in her center. They now control her and use her to service their huge shafts, all thoughts of milking gone from their minds.

Wyxt groans with pleasure between them, vibrations running through the thick shaft in her throat, as both of those tauren begin to fuck her good and hard, pummeling her pussy and throat with those throbbing cocks. Blacktung could see that, being pounded between those cocks, one deep in her womb and the other nearly in her belly, her tits are already starting to swell, Wyxt vaguely comparing herself to some cow as she's fucked back and forth. The thought is surprisingly a bit kinky to her, and hips buck back against the cock deep in her cunt now, walls of her pussy clenching down tight around the tauren behind her, and letting him fuck her swallowing throat up and down the shaft plunging into her mouth. Hand leaves the tauren's hip, now, to squeeze and knead one of her swaying tits, feeling them swelling, knowing she'd be milking soon already as she's used.

Blacktung continues to watch her huge swelling tits, and moves to sit beside her with her bottles. He places them down and begins playing with her fat tits, tugging and teasing her swelling nipples. BT can hear her grunt and moan over the pistoning cock in her mouth, saliva drooling out around the wide shaft and dribbling down her chin as her pussy gets more of the same treatment, the thick bullcock pulling out 8 inches then slamming into her, the balls smacking against the wet juices freely flowing down her thighs and soaking into the tops of her leggings. BT enjoys the milking motion he's making as his lover moans, pants, and squirms under the force of both cocks.

Wyxt lets her hand fall from her tit as Blacktung starts to work on her swollen tits, and with her pussy and mouth stuffed with cock, being used like livestock, Blacktung would find successful results coming along as Wyxt moans and groans between those pumping cocks. The sound of wet fucking in the air, milk slowly begins to dribble from her nipples, initialy sprinking the ground before Blacktung can get the bottles in place. Lips purse tight around that salty shaft in her mouth as balls hit her chin and her nose is buried in tauren crotch hair, her tongue stroking the base of that rough fucking shaft as he uses her throat like a pussy. Hips grind back to meet those almost painful thrusts into her cunt as she finds herself awash with pleasure, her womb filled by the thick head of that cock with each thrust, the troll woman paralyzed from moment to moment as she's sandwiched.

Blacktung smiles as milk begins dribbling out of her swollen tits. Lifting one huge breast with one hand, he sets the bottle underneath and suctions the top unto the leaking nipple - no easy task with her getting pounded so roughly. He then repeats the other side. Since her breasts are so large, the bottoms of the bottles actually rest on the ground and the tits are held up slightly by them. Blacktung gets to his feet after placing the bottles and looks at his beautiful fucked wife-to-be. He wanted some fun too. Straddling her back, he places his cockhead wet with precum at her rubbing and thrusting until the head pops in past the pucker. Laying down across her back, her places his hands against the sides of her tits, squeezing, trying to force more milk out as he pushes into her bowels and begins filling her last hole. Once all the way in, her begins fucking her ass in time to the other two plunging cocks.

Wyxt turns just slightly purple with embarassed flush, as bottles are rocked back and forth just a bit beneath her by that rough fucking. Still, with the tight suction on her suddenly all too happy to give nipples, the bottles hold firm, the suckling bottles sending even more pleasure through the half-blood bitch's body as she purrs around the cock ramming its' way into her throat. It should be no surprise that when the tauren behind her plunges his cock deep into her womb, hips arch high, offering her ass up for Blacktung to spear his way between her firm cheeks even as she herself cums aroudn the thick tauren in her cunt. That hot, familiar cock in her ass is more than enough to set her off, back rigid from the thick poles holding her firmly in place as her pussy suckles on the cock pulsing in and out of her, urging it to fill her womb with that hot seed. Wyxt at the same time swallows hard, cutting off what little flow she has, as lips and throat wrap tight around the cock fucking its' way into her belly. Her tits being squeezed and fondled, and herself already orgasming, the first two bottles would already be about half full, the troll slut out of control with lust and love for the moment.

Blacktung loves the tight feel of her bowels milking his cock and the feeling of her swelling tits on his hands. BT sees both bull quicken their paces - Wyxt can feel a bulge forming on the underside of the shaft in her mouth, the load slowly traveling down past her lips, past her tongue, preparing to blast her stomach with warm sticky seed. All three are stuffing, using and abusing her like the milky cow-slut she is, she won't stop getting fucked til they all feed her loads of their cum and milk her of all four bottles.

Wyxt is well on her way, apparently. The bottles are filling somewhat quick, now that Wyxt is being rocked back and forth between those three cocks with wild abandon. Her juices dribbling down her legs, cocks in ass and puss squelch as hips meet her own, and thick glossy dick sucking lips seal around the base of the tauren's shaft before her, as her tongue curls tight against his shaft, and she begins to stroke that rising bulge, guiding that thick torrent of cum along down his shaft. Tits jiggling even with the pressure of the bottles, milk squirts constantly into the bottles... no doubt Wyxt will be feeling drained after her donation.

Blacktung can feel it all happen, laying on her back, fucking her ass. The tauren in her mouth finally erupts, painting her throat thickly with hot sticky seed as the tauren in her pussy slams home and drains his huge load deep in her, filling her to the point of making her belly bulge. Quickly both cocks are removed, making a slurping noise as cum flows out of her pussy, and drools over her chin. She only has time for half a gasp before the next tauren cock forces its way into her mouth with a surprised 'Mmphf!' causing the newly deposited cum to squelch out and around the new shaft. The new cock slides slickly as deep as the previous one causing her to gag at the sudden switch. From behind another tauren cock squishes into her, sending bull-spunk running down her legs, mixing with her own juices and thoroughly soaking her leggings. Both taurens slide right in and continue fucking her roughly, the only difference is there being slippery cum to help them hammer her. Her ass tightens around BT throbbing cock in surprise.

Wyxt winces, a single tear making its' way down her cheek as her throat is filled with hot white cum, trying to swallow to regain her breath as the tauren between her lips finishes... only for her womb to be pumped full of that hot thick load, Wyxt groaning around the cock filling her throat with pleasure as hips settle against the tauren's behind her, holding him in her womb as he fills her. Then, both tauren pull back, and cum dribbles out of her cunt and mouth as she gasps... and is, indeed, forced down another cock immediately. The tauren in her somewhat sore throat would find it a slick, easy thrust, cum still in her mouth and throat making it somewhat of a 'glide' down her lubed throat. Tits rock beneath her a moment as he rams into her throat Wyxt being pushed backwards a moment and wincing as hips meet her face so hastily... but she doesn't pull away, hands curling into claws somewhat on the ground as she recieves him. Of course, the cock forcing its way into her now free cunt, causing cum to dribble out onto the ground, is good at keeping her pinned down for the tauren before her as well. Caught by surprise as she is, the muscles of her firm, toned, shiny ass tighten around Blacktung's cock, and hips grind back, stroking both him, and the tauren behind her, as she groans around the shaft lodged in her throat, somewhat in pain, but definitely in pleasure.

Blacktung feels her tight ass cletch around his pounding shaft as the newcomers continue the assault on his lovely troll lover. Both ends look to be quite a sticky mess, cum squishing out of her mouth and pussy from the pistoning new cocks. BT himself could feel himself nearing his first orgasm, his head swelling slightly in her bowels. Continuing to rub her swollen tits, forcing more milk into the bottles, he leans over to check how full they are.

Wyxt closes her eyes, shaking her head just a tiny bit, since with that huge, cum-slick shaft lodged in her throat, she can't do much more, to try to shake off some of the wooziness that comes over her. Throat is still swallowing tight around that pistoning cock, cum squelching as he pumps and fucks her throat, the troll wench trying to swallow and breath... still, cum dribbles out from the corners of her cock-sucking lips, running down her chin, and dribbling down her swollen, milky chest. Legs are spread wide, now, cunt hot and rolling back against the hot fuckstick that causes hot spunk to slip down her thighs and spurt onto the ground below, her pussy full of thick bull cock with little room for the slimy cum already pumped into her. Her ass is raised high for her pumping lover, muscles clenching and unclenching around that plump, swollen head, urging him to fill her bowels with his hot seed as she moans aroudn the shaft before her. Wyxt seems to just about have the first bottles full, though it's hard to tell with the cum now running down the sides. Nipples are nearly an inch long from the strain from the puckered bottle tops suckling her milk from her chest. Still, she's milking rather freely, and moaning around the shaft lodged in her mouth like a bitch in heat.




Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 04



Blacktung finally explodes deep in her bowels, filling her with hot sticky cum as his head swells and sprays into her after he slams himself all the way into her. After draining himself into her completely, he pulls himself out of her puckering asshole, noting the cum starting to pool up and dribble out of her ass. After shakily standing back, he notes how full the first bottles are - and how huge her swollen tits of gotten. Blacktung lifts one of her huge tits and removes one suctioned bottle with a loud sucking noise, being careful not to get any cum in the bottle. The freed nipple, fat and swollen tender from all the milking, freely sprays milk as he lets the tit hang while he removes the other bottle. He then attaches the second pair, again no easy task since both cummy holes are being rammed full of massive bullcock. He still can't believe her troll body can take something so huge fully in her. Watching his sexy troll lover get fucked hard with the milky cum slut she is excites BT and he leans back against a nearby bench, working a second erection.

Wyxt almost visibly shivers as her tight ass is filled with Blacktung's hot spunk, hips rising to meet that last, rough thrust for him to fill her ass completely with that burning spunk, much wanted and needed in her somewhat sore ass. The warming sensation was relaxing, you know. At any rate, she still cannot hold still, though she pushes her hips back against him... because those tauren are ramming into her jarringly, happily fucking her slick, hungry cunt, and her swallowing, demanding throat. Her tongue, now, begins to stroke the hilt of the thick bull-cock filling her mouth, Wyxt even twisting her head to and fro, just a bit, so that rough tongue can lick at the sides of that thick pumping cock, bathing it. For just a moment, heavy, milky tits sway beneath her, milk spotting the ground, before her back arches, tits on proud display, to help Blacktung just a little with putting those new bottles on. 

Wyxt does not waste time in getting to filling them, either. Those swollen mammaries, notably a lighter blue than the rest of her skin, as though one could see the milk in them, squirt into those thirsty bottles as she settles down somewhat onto the bottles again, to be rocked back and forth by those lusty tauren as their fucktoy. Her pussy makes sloppy noises with each hard thrust into it, and it's hard to tell if the cum dribbling out of her is mixed with her own orgasmic juices or not.

Blacktung watches as the tauren fucking her face picks up the pace, close to achieving release. Huge fat balls slap against her chin as he makes short thrusts deep into her throat, nose buried in crotch hair. Suddenly he thrusts all the way in and stops, his shaft fully inside her with lips on the base. He looked as if he's about to cum, but what's to keep his shaft deep inside her before he does. He puts a large hand on the back of her head and firmly keeps her there, unable to back away from his throbbing cock until he's done. Blacktung notes the second tauren is also near the end, his massive thick shaft squelching in and out of her abused pussy, desperately seeking to fill her womb with spunk.

Wyxt is a willing slut, and a willing participant, and has no dreams of backing away as long as it's not killing her. Lips purse around the hilt of that huge tauren's thick shaft, and her tongue snakes forward to stroke the skin between cock and balls now, the troll woman continuing to tease that throbbing dick in her throat even as she feels the swollen head literally on the verge of entering her stomach. Swallowing, she raises hips high in the air, inviting that thrusting cock behind her to fully plunge the thick head of his shaft into her womb, and somewhat push her up and down the shaft in her throat so that swallowing throat can 'stroke' the meat between her lips. Her sloppy, wet puss seals around the pistoning cock that until now has occasionally caused small jets of cum to escape her, milking him. The bottles are still filling, but are only about a quarter full.

Blacktung hears the tauren in front moan as his cockhead swells deep inside her and dumps what feels like gallons of cum directly into her throat. She can feel the huge load of cum shoot down the underside of that massive cock lodged in her face. Holding there, draining into here for a full half minute before pulling out, the tauren begins sliding his huge shaft out of her throat. As the plump cockhead finally plops out of her mouth, one last spurt catches her full in the face, coating it with cum. The Tauren slams one last time into her sloppy cummy pussy before he too release huge jets of bull cum into her, filling her up with warm seed that runs out of room and spill out of her as the fat cock squelches out of her. For a few moments, she's devoid of cock, cum slowly oozing from her holes, as bottles attached to her massive tits continue to fill. Blacktung watches the last two tauren talk to each other a few moments before both walk over to her raised ass, shiny with cum. The first one pops his fat head into her pussy while the other straddles her back and place the huge erection into her ass crack. Both begin the impossible task of stuffing two huge bullcocks into both her rear holes. Cum squishes around both heads as she gasps in pain and pleasure.

Wyxt moans around that spurting shaft, the feel of cum shooting directly into her stomach a strange but pleasant feeling. Lips pucker around the end of his shaft, her nose buried in tauren crotch hair, as she feels her belly fill with hot spunk, almost as though she's been drinking the stuff for a meal. She feels full, and the thick, hot slop feels very odd in her belly, but she decides it's a pleasant feeling... she starts to blink, before hastily closing her eyes to kee from being blinded by that last spurt, face painted white. Blushing purple, lavender due to a healthy coating of cum, she takes a huge, deep breath, chest swelling around the tops of those bottles as she leans forward just a bit, arms shaky. Wyxt is panting, now, her tongue still slick with cum, as she tries to catch her breath, feeling her womb, like her belly, full of cum yet again, but this time with even less room to hold, the hot spunk gushing out of her around that thick shaft in a pleasant, hot wave. Her hand comes up, engagement ring and all, to wipe cum from her face, before she gasps in surprise at the return of the two tauren, her just freed pussy being filled again, slicker and easier to fuck than ever. Her ass begins to dribble cum from it as that second plump head begins to work its way into her... "Ugh... fuck... my asss..." she moans, and it's hard to tell if she is complaining or encouraging the tauren sandwich.

Blacktung watches as the two tauren awkwardly find their positioning behind the moaning troll, fat cockheads already inside both holes. Finding their footing, they both begin pushing into her, the force pressing those massive milky tits into the bottles on her nipples, the swollen titflesh covering the top parts as the sink slightly into her. The tauren in her puss no doubt finds the ride fairly smooth and slick, but the one trying to bury his huge shaft into her rump finds it a bit tighter. Making headway, they both have managed to work themselves about halfway in. Blacktung grins as he strokes himself not far from the cum covered face of Wyxt, gaping moaning mouth drooling lines of cum.

Wyxt is immensely tight around the cock forcing its' way into her tender rosebud. Panting, chest heaving, the bottles already a good three fourths of the way, she tries to grind back against those cocks somewhat, but the pressure is just too much. Instead, she arches her hips, and just does her best to recieve them, both hands trying to keep firm on the ground amongst slick cummy puddles. Wyxt blinks, twice, checking to make sure that cum will not get in her eyes, before grinning, for just a moment, at Blacktung. If he hadn't already paved the way into her ass, though, she likely wouldn't be able to manage, as she gives a sharp gasp as the two tauren bury themselves further and further into her warm, slick depths.

Blacktung gets up and walks over to Wyxt's face. Both tauren have plunged all the way into both holes, their hips flush with theirs, both her holes absolutely filled with huge thick throbbing cocks. They begin slowly thrusting in and out. Blacktung takes his swollen cockhead and rubs it over the cummy face of Wyxt, not letting it enter her mouth, playing and teasing her. He mind whispers her 'I want you to tell me how much you love being packed full of huge cocks, filled with loads of cum and having your fat heavy tits milked like a cow-slut. I want you to tell me how much you love it, and then I'll let you swallow my cock again. Tell me.'

Wyxt looks a little surprised... naturally, no one's been talking too dirty before, but it is a turn on, a pleasure... and she's all too happy to tell him how pleased she is. "I love being your dirty slut Blacktung!" her voice a little high, mostly due to being startled at the feel of both of those thick bull-cocks spreading her wide and nearly holding her in place for them to use as they wish. "I love being milked like a dirty cow... I love being filled with all this hot, thick, dirty cum... mmm... I love the taste of cum, and the feel of cum... I love being your cumslut Blacktung... please let me suck your cock again..." she peers up at him, and smiles, and it's a messy smile, but a genuine one. The pirate queen doesn't seem too queenly tonight. Her tongue snakes out to lick at Blacktung's cum-coated cock as she purrs, then winces, groaning, at the pistoning tauren behind her.

Blacktung smiles down at Wyxt and rewards her by stuffing his head into her mouth and pushing slowly into her throat, savoring the slick glide down her cum coated throat, easily burying himself fully into her after the two massive tauren cocks before him. Putting one hand on her head, he reaches another down to feel one swollen breast still squirting milk into the almost full bottle. Blacktung notes the tauren behind her grunting as they thrust those two cocks, easily as big around as his wrist into both her holes. If not for the huge cum deposit made in both holes that liberally lubricate the fat cocks plunging in and out of her, he was sure she'd be torn in half by the pair of them. All the pounding from the other end causes her to jerk back and forth on his cock.

Wyxt closes her eyes, relieved, somewhat, to be able to bob this time around on the cock in her mouth, her throat coated with cum, slick, but also undeniably sore and needing a bit of a break. Her tongue curls tight against the base of his shaft, stroking and gliding over her beloved's meat, as she's pushed onto, and somewhat pulled off of, his shaft by the two tauren slowly picking up the pace behind her. Blacktung might realize that she is actually still having several small orgasms by the way her tongue stroking occasionally pauses and she shivers between all three of them. Cum seeping onto the ground behind her, the slutty troll-bitch squirms, and tries to spread her legs just that little bit wider for the two pounding into her from behind, though her thighs and legs are sore and she is, finally, starting to get tired and dehydrated. Those bottles are just about full now, though, apparently just in the nick of time.

Blacktung loves fucking her face, mainly because she knows exactly how to get him off. Hammering into her, BT doesn't last long in her slick throat as he spray her poor abused throat with it's third helping of cum for the night. This occurs at the same time both tauren pack themselves fully into her and cum violently deep inside her. Having all three cocks erupt at once deep inside her gives her the feeling of being filled with cum like a balloon. Blacktung slides out of her throat as both tauren stiffly try to take their still hard shafts from out of her tight holes before staggering off and sitting down. Seeing the fatigue in Wyxt's eyes, BT feels bad for wearing her out so, and removes the bottles from off her swollen tender nipples, their leaky slowing, drained from the ordeal. Blacktung sits down messily in front of her, concern on his face. "Are you alright, love? I hope we were not too rough on you."

Wyxt immediately rolls onto her back, with no regard to her hair that suddenly is lying in cum. Staring up at the ceiling, gasping for air, Wyxt giggles, faintly, before nodding just a bit. "Jus' ran m' ragged is all.. y' know I be up t' an'h challenge though. If I couldn't do it, I'da let y' know." She is going to be bow-legged, regeneration or not.

Blacktung smiles at Wyxt, beautiful even worn out and tired as she was. 'You are truly one of a kind love. I love you dearly.' BT hugs Wyxt even though she's covered in mess. He didn't care - he just wanted to hold his beloved.

Wyxt hugs Blacktung back, though her arms are notably a little weaker than normal. "I love you too Blacktung... y' can tell th' Apothecaries they better not be tryin' t' get more free milk outta me though." She grins, just a bit, and cuddles against him, seeking sleep.



Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 05



Wyxt does so hate the Drag. Unlike the Valleys of Orgrimmar, the Drag and the Cleft of Shadow make Wyxt feel so unfomfortably exposed... the scantily clad half-troll is making her way through the drag on a summons from one of those close to the Warchief... blushing, having been called while dancing near the auction house, keeping the horde smiling and... err.. upright, as she likes to do. She is only clad in that black swashbuckler top and those thin mageweave leggings that don't leave much to the imagination. Breasts jiggling, just a bit, with each step, Wyxt glances around, frowning just a bit, as she passes by the cookery.

A shady Orc steps out of the shadows near Wyxt, blocking her passage down the alley. 'Stop, troll lady! This is my alley and you no belong here. You pay toll now!' The orcs burly arms cross in front of his chest as he places himself directly in front of Wyxt. '50 gold for use of alley. Pay now!'

Wyxt blinks, looking a little stunned, as she's confronted. She's used this place for a shortcut before with no problems... then again, she was also on a raptor, with a large polearm and armor at the time, to boot. 50 gold?! Even if she would pay, her auctions hadn't gone through yet... "Ah, I ain't got that kinda moneh. I be summoned by one o' Thrall's elites, I can tell 'em t' reimburse ya, no?" She blinks, one hand coming to rest lightly over her breasts now as her lips purse.

The shady orc sneers at the mention of Wyxt not having his money. 'Thall not care about Throk and his alley. I no talk to him. If you no have gold, you pay in other ways!' From deeper in the shadows, another two orcs, equally muscular and ill tempered, jump out and restrain Wyxt between them. Throk makes a grunt and motions to a side door on the alley and pushes his way through as his lackeys follow. The dark hallway leads to a small windowless room lit by a torch in the wall where even more orcs lie in wait. Roughly throwing Wyxt onto a dirty blanket in the corner, the band of orc thieves gather around her with grins on their face.

Wyxt gasps as she's grabbed on both sides by those two lackeys, causing back to arch and swashbuckler top to strain against her breasts which, literally, threaten to rip her shirt down the center, cleavage swelling and nipples clearly outlined through black fabric. Squirming, she attempts to pull away, but of course, hunters aren't known for their strength, once caught... She gasps as she's thrown onto the blanket in the corner, stumbling, then falling onto all fours, that full troll booty high in the air for a moment, before she tries to turn around to face them. "Wha... What do you mean?" Of course, Wyxt knows what they mean, and isn't sure how she feels about it.

Throk pushes her face down into the blanket, causing her breasts to press against the floor. Roughly, he rips off the mageweave panties, exposing her sex to the group. Laughing, he drops his pants exposing his throbbing orc cock before jamming it into her sex. The other orcs follow suit. Throk watches as another orc kneels by her head and lifts her face up by grabbing her head with both hands. Mouth opened with a gasp, he quickly stuffs his cock deep into her face, causing her to gag and spasm around the thick shaft. "You no pay with gold, you pay in other ways. Make my gang forget about the money and you can go." He laughs.

Wyxt gasps, as the sound of that silky top ripping can be heard, Wyxt's ample tits simply too much for the already skimpy top. The long-sleeved shirt now more of a jacket only framing her huge tits, Wyxt squirms beneath Throk, then audibly cries out as he jams his cock into her cunt... only to have that second meat jammed into her mouth roughly. Involuntarily, hips buck back against that cock filling her pussy as she seeks to pull back from the cock in her mouth just a bit, tits jiggling beneath her. ...Honestly, Wyxt is a little naive, and vaguely actually believes this might be Throk's alley and she owes him.

Throk slams roughly into her all the way, using the troll bitch for his pleasure. The orc in front also jams himself all the way in, balls slapping Wyxt's chin as her face is buried in his crotch. Orc hands remove what little clothing she had left on and they begin groping her ass and huge breasts roughly. Throk sees in orc in front suddenly slides all the way in and waits there, choking Wyxt with his cock as he savors the gagging motion of her throat. Throk pounding her from behind makes her unable to escape, and the orc in front relishes her squirming around his shaft.

Wyxt is still trying to pretend that she does not want to play, but anyone who's been in Orgrimmar a while knows Wyxt loves to play. Heck, anyone that knows Wyxt knows Wyxt loves to play. Her tongue rubs roughly at the shaft now somewhat buried in her throat, stroking him as she herself considers it trying to push him out... particularly when he lodges himself in her throat, causing her to swallow aroudn that thick green shaft, tits heaving beneath her as she squirms, back arching and hips rising as she tries to find some room to pull back. Her pussy is tight around that cock pounding into her depths, making wet squelching noises as pussy and throat alike contract aroudn the cocks in them from her inability to breath... her own juices starting to dribble around that pounding shaft, and nipples aroused and hardening, as she's ground between them.

Throk laughs as his throbbing shaft pounds deep into her. The orc in front finally removes his cock from her throat with a loud plop, causing her to pant and gasp for breath - however, he had removed himself to finish on her face. Out of breath, she's unable to close her mouth and hot sticky cum coats her face and dribbles into her mouth. Throk leans back as another orc climbs onto her back after her face shot. Pushing her gooey face back down on the carpet to give him better access, he stuffs his swollen cockhead into her tight ass, pushing forward mercilessly as he digs into her ass. 'Throk want to hear how much fun you having slut! Tell us how you like it before someone fuck your face again!' He laughs again.

Wyxt groans, on all fours like a bitch in heat, tits wobbling beneath her as she's pounded into from behind, gasping for air as that other orc finally pulls back, only for hot, sticky cum to lash her face and land on her panting tongue as she moans. Unable to help herself, she grinds back against that thick cock filling her pussy, wishing it was Blacktung or one of his friends, but finding that, at the least, it satisfies one of her most basic needs. Feeling the head of that pounding shaft grinding into her womb, Wyxt's back arches further, guiding him in all the deeper, as legs spread somewhat, clamping down tight around Throk as another orc mercilessly penetrates her full, tight ass, face buried in the carpet. "I.." she swallows, swallowing that thick seed, then... "I love cock.. I need to pay Throk's gang... please fuck this troll bitch!"

Throk feels his balls slap against Wyxt, his shaft and lap messy with her juices, as her relentlessly pounds her puss. 'You hear that? She want more cock. Need more on the slut!' Another orc kneels in front of her and lifts her head up by the hair before stuffing his cock in her mouth. Two orcs kneel on either side of her and grab her hands, placing her hands on their pulsing shafts. Without her arms, Wyxt was solely supported by the cocks she was grabbing and the shafts deep in her ass, pussy and face. Large tits wobble beneath her from all the fucking, swelling and leaking slightly.

Wyxt is not quite sure why she begged for more cock, considering she doesn't know any of these orcs. Maybe because having her mouth stuffed is far better than letting words slip out that might make her feel bad later. Warm hands are placed on throbbing cocks, Wyxt for a moment offbalance and surprised, tits swaying beneath her and, yes, starting to dribble milk upon the ground. Hands take a firm grasp on those cocks in her hand, stroking them as she tries to support herself between all those thrusting and needy cocks. Thumbs focus attention on the bottom of thick, bulbuous heads, kneading them, as ass and pussy tighten around those cocks fucking deep into her warm depths, milking them for more of that hot cum. Wyxt opens her mouth for the orc before her, and wriggles her head, just a bit, to help sink him fully into her moaning throat, before she swallows around the head of his shaft, wincing, just a bit, from the hair grabbing, but of course, in no position to complain about it.

Throk groans as he explodes inside her, coating her inside with warm sticky cum, filling her up with cum. As he noisely slides out, cum begins to dribble from her abused pussy. Her face, throughly abused, is a complete mess of cum and saliva spraying and dripping all over the cock buried in her mouth. The orc in her ass can now get deeper in now that Throk is gone, and pushes himself all the way in and sit there for a while, pulsing his cock in her bowels. His pushing causes some of the cum to squelch out of her cunt. The orcs at her side maul her tits, fascinated by the milk coming out of them.

Wyxt feels that cum filling her womb, which causes hips to rise up high to recieve him as he fucks his length deep into her, causing her to shiver as he fills her up. Her tongue curls tight against the shaft in her mouth, as thick blue lips purse tight around the hilt of his shaft, and the moan that escapes her as her tits are mauled sends vibrations through his cock as she strokes his cock. The shafts held in her hand are pumped, now, not merely stroked, as the orc behind her sinks fully into the warm depths of her ass, and Wyxt feels every drop of that hot cum slowly being forced out of her by his thrusts into her ass. Wyxt closes her eyes, herself low enough to the ground that large, swollen tits occasionally rub against the milk starting to stain the blanket. The play with her breasts causes the troll woman to press back against those mauling hands, back arching, putting her firm, full ass all the higher in the air for that orc fucking her from behind.

Throk laughs at the troll bitch obviously lost in her lust. 'You guys all have fun ya? I think she's a present. We fill her ass with the good stuff. All you guys get round to back we you finish!' Throk watches as the orc in behind can take no more of her milking bowels and inflates her rectum with a huge warm load of orc spunk. Satisfied, her pulls his cock on of her with a plop. The other three orcs pull out of her face and hands, and mover around to the back as Throk moves to her front, grabbing her neck and forcing her head down, bringing her ass high in the air. "Keep your ass up! And use your hands to spread your ass so we can reward you. Ask them to fill up your ass, troll bitch! And don't slip a drop. That would be rude."

Wyxt looks a little confused at the words spoken, but with her mouth full of cock, can't turn to look over her shoulder at Throk. Muscles clench up, trying to hold in that scathing hot cum in her pussy, before suddenly her ass is filled with hot spunk and her mouth is freed, causing her to gasp as she's pushed down onto the ground, ass high in the air, rosebud and pussy presented for those orcs behind her. "Y.. Yes Throk!" She's blushing a hot purple, not used to having her throat free to be vocal about her needs. Hands slip back to her ass, and spread those ample, firm cheeks, as she tries to hold already deposited seed in herself... "Please fuck my tender troll ass, I need to fill full of hot orc cum... my ass is a present, for trespassin' on y'r territor'h, please punish my ass..." voice somewhat muffled by the blanket, but still loud enough to be heard even beyond the alley.

Throk grins as the orc that was in her mouth gives his hard cock a few more strokes before stuffing the head in her ass and adding another load inside her already full ass, She could feel her bowels inflate further, her whole ass expanding like a cum balloon. Another orc pushes into her asshole, a bit of cum squelching around his head, Wyxt desperately trying to seal her asshole around the cockhead without squishing all the cum out. The second orc adds even more cum, grinning as moans out from pleasure and pain as her rectun becomes streched and sore, her hands digging and clawing into her ass cheeks. Finally, the third orc adds his load, though her ass is so full most squelches out of her ass, her rosebud a huge cummy pit by now. "Ha ha! You good troll bitch. You make us happy. Now keep that good stuff inside you as we let you outta here. That's our present! Ha ha!" Throk picks up the remains of the Mageweave panties and reties it around her waist, closing up her ass and pussy, though the full ass leaks cum onto the panties and makes a mess even before she has a chance to move, her ass packed full with steamy cum. He then backs away and watches her try to get up.

Wyxt pants, her ass sore from trying to hold in cum with those thick cocks only spilling more into her, feeling the hot spunk deep in her bowels and threatening to squelch out. Her ass is warm and full, and she can't help but have some of that hot cum squelch out with that last deposit, the troll slut panting against the blanket as she's dismissed. "Ah... ah... thank ya, Mister Throk..." she blinks a few times, then, one hand sore, wipes at her face to get cum away from her eyes. She slowly stands, knees visibly pressing against each other as she winces at the mess in her panties. One hand moves to her breasts, trying to pull ruined shirt closed and only getting it stained with milk, as she gives an awkward curtsey, and staggers out of the alley.



Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 06



Blacktung shuffles up the stairs of the Brill Inn to his waiting room he'd just bought for the night. Behind him loped the troll shaman Yonti. BT had run into him downstairs that night and thought Wyxt might want to play with the strange troll again, if past nights had been any indictor. Both entering the room, they sit in chairs, waiting for Wyxt to make her way up.

Wyxt has not been through Brill for a while, but of course, when her beloved wishes to sleep there, she's quick to come along. Fresh off the bat, Wyxt pats Vilefang lightly, leaving her raptor at the stables as the scantily clad blue-woman makes her way into the inn. Wearing her town wear, nothing more than mageweave 'leggings' and a blackswaskler shirt (which bears a few stitches just below the cleavage to hold it together... apparently it ripped at some point..). Wyxt doesn't have her comfy leather hat on like normal, instead choosing to wear her dark blue hair in a ponytail. She stands at the bottom of the stairs, peering down at her chest, checkingfor any dust or bat hair, before she smiles, and starts up the stairs, satisfied that skin is clean and still shiny from a shower earlier. She makes her way up the stairs, and to their room, curling against the door frame so that the wood is snug between ample breasts, one leg arching and rubbing against the wall so that the frame is clearly rubbing against her crotch as she purrs and peers in. "Darli.... oh!" she notices the company with a start.

Blacktung grins as Wyxt enters the room rather boldly. 'There you are, love. Look who I ran into downstairs?' Yonti smiles slyly at the troll lady. 'I be hoping we could have some more fun tonight - though I must warn ya I be having some continued problems with that voodoo potion.' He points down to his loincloth, which seems to be a bit bigger this time. 'I figured you'd be up for anything though.'

Wyxt blinks, one slender eyebrow arching lightly as her hand draws up to rub at her right breast.. since the wood, of course, is occupying her cleavage. "Mmm... hmm... I think I'm up for that, ya." she grins, just a bit, as she slips from the doorframe, and into the room. She pauses just beyond the door, and glances to Blacktung, silently asking if she should, or shouldn't, bother to close the door.

Blacktung notices the glance and shrugs - he doesn't care one way or the other and leaves it up to Wyxt as he begins to undress by the bed with a grin. Yonti too undresses - though this mainly consists of him simply removing his loincloth. Wyxt notices his twin shafts look a little longer, though she can plainly see what Yonti was referring to - his balls have gotten huge. They were easily softball sized and they looked swollen with cum, waiting to burst. Yonti followed Wyxt's gaze and blushed 'I told ya their be some new developments' Blacktung turned to Yonti 'I believe our guest should start things off - how would you like to do things?' Yonti thinks 'Wyxt on the bed on her back - head facing me,' he grins.

Wyxt blinks, looking, clearly, surprised as Yonti removes his loincloth, her faint gasp still audible. "Ah... I ain't nev'r seen this kinda voodoo b'fore mon..." she licks her lips, just a bit, then glances down to her shirt, eyeing nipples straining the black fabric of her swashbuckler top... and noting the stitching in the center starting to give away with small popping noises... under her breath, she murmurs "Curse ya Thruk, this was m' fav'rite shirt..." she smiles faintly as the shirt pretty much does the work for her, and slips over to Blacktung and Yonti, fingers running along the edge of her thong as she approaches the bed. "I aim t' please mist'r Yonti." She purrs. Wyxt slips onto the bed, and while on her knees a moment, slips mageweave panties down long, blue, somewhat shiny legs down to her knees, revealing somewhat wet slit and neatly trimmed blue hair in that neat little V. She flips over, onto her butt, and removes the thong, kicking it away, as she slips backwards on the bed, then lies down on her back, taking a deep breath under heavy breasts.

Blacktung watches as Yonti slides Wyxt toward the edge of the bed so her head hangs over and her chin points right at Yonti, allowing a straight slide at her throat. Taking his dual cockheads, he stuffs both into Wyxt's waiting mouth, struggling a bit to get both in. Blacktung removes his helmet and brings his wet long tongue near Wyxt's exposed slit, lapping at her clit before snaking into her pussy, tasting her juices and feeling her insides spasm. His hands caress the sides of her full ass as his licks her from the inside.

Wyxt groans around those thick shafts in her mouth as Blacktung's thick, long tongue squirms into her. The pleasure squirming through her draws a lusty moan from Wyxt, and despite the urge to squirm and close her legs, she spreads them wide for him, inviting him deep into her wet, hot pussy. Yonti would find her mouth a little tight around those dual shafts, but unlike the first time around, Wyxt herself is well-trained, and running her cold metal X-shaped bolt between his cocks, she puffs out her cheeks, and twists her neck, just a little, to help slide him fully into her mouth and, after a bit of pushing, into her warm, tight, swallowing throat.

Blacktung watches Yonti let Wyxt slobber over both shafts a bit before pulling both out. Taking his bottom shaft and placing it back into her mouth, he puts the top shaft on top of her chin. As he pushes forward the bottom shaft reaches her throat as the top one slides across her neck towards her tits. He pushes more, trying to get his top shaft nestled between her tits. He was going to tit fuck and throat fuck Wyxt at the same time. The idea excited BT and he redoubled his licking, pulsing and throbbing his tongue in Wyxt's tight pussy.

Wyxt blinks, before eyes close. Now... this was new! Wyxt is, needless to say, surprised, gasping around the cock thick in her throat as Blacktung grows all the more excited in her pussy, muscles clenching down around his tongue as her back arches with pleasure. Tits high in the air, put on proud display, Yonti would find some of his shaft embedded in her cleavage, before hands come up, and move to Yonti's hands, guiding them over her ample tits, urging him, apparently, to fuck her tits and throat freely as he pleased.

Blacktung sees Yonti needs no urging as his hands come back to grope those huge breasts, feeling them swell with his lust and using them to push farther into her throat. Finally, he's all the way in - his top shaft buried in her tits, his bottom shaft deep near her stomach and his huge swollen balls pressed against her face, hot and full of cum waiting to explode. He begins to thrust, balls bouncing on Wyxt's face as he double fucks her. Blacktung withdraws his juicy tongue from Wyxt and rolls her thighs up exposing her ass. He licks at her asshole a minute before thrusting his sopping tongue into her ass, licking and coating her hole with her own juices, hoping to send her over the edge with all the new sensations.

Wyxt is, just a bit, rocked back and forth from the thrusts into her throat and tits, and Yonti would find that those big tits do half of the work for him, rolling up and down and stroking that cock wedged between her tits even as he thrusts equally deep into her tight, swallowing throat. Wyxt puckers her lips around the hilt of his shaft, blowing and suckling, tongue curling tight against his cock and rubbing that metal bolt along the base of his shaft, before she's caught off guard and tenses as that tongue suddenly delves between those ample cheeks and into her ass. With a cock lodged in her throat, Wyxt gags as shhe tries to gasp, throat air tight around that thrusting cock as she takes a moment to regain her senses. Wyxt brings both hands up to her face, and cups Yonti's balls, kneading them, partly because they're large enough to bruise her cheeks if left free, and partly to urge them to cum all the more into her.

Blacktung buries his face between Wyxt's full asschecks his tongue all the way in probing her insides. Wyxt can feel the balls she's kneading swell and pulse further as Yonti pounds her face in anticipation of release. Yonti's hands feel her already large breasts grow further and smother his shaft more as they leak milk. Wyxt can feel his bottom cockhead swell as it nears release. Blacktung can't control himself anymore. Removing his face from her ass, he plunges his hard cock, throbbing with lust, deep into Wyxt's lubed asshole and begins pounding her rear, the duo assaulting her from both ends.

Wyxt groans with pleasure around the throbbing shaft in her throat as Blacktug drives his own hot cock deep into her now more inviting ass. Hands leave Yonti's balls, for just a moment, to move to her asscheeks, pulling them apart to invite Blacktung in fully as she arches her back further, so that Yonti's topmost cock is somewhat fucking 'up' into her breasts. Hands return to his balls, though, as Wyxt begins to purr around the cock in her throat, her pussy visibly leaking her own cum now as she orgasms from the sheer sensation of those three cocks in and against her. Warm milk makes those huge mammaries slick and easy to fuck, Yonti's cock hidden in their depths.

Blacktung watches as Yonti can't handle the kneading, the sucking or the feel of her tits. Wyxt can feel his balls tense as his top cockhead explodes from between her tits. Blacktung is amazed at the sheer volume of cum. Wyxt's entire belly is coated, from tits to crotch with thick white sticky cum, it dripping and spreading off her sides and onto the bed. Blacktung then releases the same amount as is being pumped into her throat and really is amazed. His bottom shaft forcefully sprays untold amounts of cum directly into her stomach overfilling it and filling her throat too. It's so forceful that is causes the extra cum with no place to go to jet out of her mouth around his shaft and unto his lap, spray him. Blacktung is overcome at the site of Wyxt getting pumped full of so much jizz and unloads himself in her ass, inflating her rectum with another load of sticky cum. She is truly filled and coated like a cum balloon. BT hopes she can breathe okay.

Wyxt is, without a doubt, choking and very, very confused by the sudden warm filling in her somewhat painfully full belly, her suddenly slick, cum-filled throat, and the fact that there is so much cum in her, that some of it comes out of her nose. Still, that choking sensation does not last for long, once Yonti withdraws. Wyxt's ass is tight around Blacktung's cock, muscles milking him, as she struggles to breath just a bit, and feels her ass filled with hot cum, a sensation she is becoming very, very familiar with lately, much to her delight. Once Yonti pulls out, she's quick to sit up though, trying to catch her breath and resist the urge to.. errm.. purge.

Blacktung withdraws his cock from her ass, himself in a daze from the pleasure. He comes around, however, after seeing his cum coated lover having some trouble breathing. 'Are you okay, Wyxt?' he asks with a concerned look. Yonti leans against the wall looking drained, 'I be sorry about that - I did not know it would be quite that much.' He looks a bit embarassed.

Wyxt pinches her nose, before saying, in a somewhat ragged voice. "Tissue. Please bring m' tissue!" wincing just a bit as she blushes purple, looking down at her belly and trying to make sure it doesn't look like she's having a baby or some such. Looking satisfied, she pants, breathing through her mouth and ignoring the fact that cum dribbles out of the corner of her mouth and onto her heaving breasts.

Blacktung runs and grabs not only a tissue, but a towel and the extra sheets the innkeeper left out. The innkeeper was sick of being asked for new sheets every time they rented a room, and so just left extras in the room. BT hands Wyxt the towel and tissue as Yonti redresses and leaves the room. Once Wyxt is able to breathe properly and the bed is cleaned up, BT and Wyxt cuddle before falling asleep in each others arms.



Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 07



Wyxt either has not learned her lesson, or the lesson learned her last time visiting Thrall was to keep up the good work. Wandering down the dark road of the Drag, firelight plays off of a good deal of exposed light blue skin, the troll lady nearly bouncing along as she strolls towards Thrall's chamber. Clad in a sleeveless red crimson silk vest that just barely covers the nipples of her heavy tits, putting cleavage fully on display, and wearing Firemane leggings, which really aren't anything more than a bright red metal thong (with thin padding, mind you) wedged between the cheeks of that full ass... well, Wyxt is teasing the people wandering by, a few of which feel inclined to pinch.

Throk is leaning nearby in an alley and the red clad troll lady catches his eye. He immediately recognizes her as the troll wench he'd had fun with before, and suddenly his night was looking up. He quickly closed the distance and blocked her path at an intersection. 'Stop you! You remember me, lady? You walk in my turf again! Maybe you not know but we take control of more alleys since last time. What business you have here?'

Wyxt blinks a few times, then blushes, skin turning a faint purple as one finger taps lightly at one of those small tusks. "...I ain't realize I be intrudin'! I promise, this be a completel'h diff'rent all'h!" The troll lass holds out her hands in that characteristic shrugging, shaking her head. Really, she's been wandering, something she's been known to do since BT went... 'hollow,' is the only word she knows for it. Mind adrift, with memories, herself more than slightly excited, but of course, missing him. She needs distraction, and she also needs relief, and there's the faintest scent on the air of a horny troll lady.

Throk smells her musk and feels his pants getting a little tighter at the thought of ravaging her again. 'Me not think you learn your lesson last time. I think I need more rough stuff for you!' Lunging forward and grabbing her roughly by the neck, he stomps off with her in tow towards his base of operations. In a short time, they arrive at a warehouse that looks like it's seen better days. Two large orcs guard the doorway. Throk points at the guards. 'You two! Tie her up and bring her up to my room!' He throws the poor troll to them before stomping off up a flight of rickity stairs. The two orcs man handle her and tie her arms fast to her sides, leaving her hands trapped down by her firm ass. One then leads her up the stairs and dumps her flat unto the carpet (if you could call it that) of an upstairs room. Throk is sitting on a bed there, grinning. 'Ha ha! Me think me like you like this. You still not say what you doing here, but me no think it matters now. Me horny, and you can no do much about it now!'

Wyxt 'might' be able to try to wriggle free, the hunter trained well and her muscles were corded and true, but of course, she makes no effort to escape the groping or the handling. The troll slut gasps when she's grabbed by the neck, and seems cowed enough as she's dragged off, hands moving to his wrist. "I... I..." no words, then, and she's tied up, hands clenching and unclenching lightly at her side. Up the stairs, then, onto the carpet, on her knees, the troll blinks a few times, eyes adjusting to the change in lightly, before she asks, in somewhat husky voice... "What're y' goin' t' do t' me?" He said rough stuff... she has to wonder what he has in mind this time.

'First me warm up till my friend Tiny get here.' Grabbing Wyxt's waist, he easily picks her up and places her flat on the bed, with her head jammed up against the wall at a right angle, causing her to stare at her own massive cleavage. Dropping his pants swiftly, Throk sits himself on Wyxt's cord tied middle as his hardening cock slaps between Wyxt's tits. Throk at first peels and then rips the silk shirt away from her tits, hard shaft falling deep between them and his plump head a mere tongue lengths away from her lips. Mashing her tits in non-too-gentle hands, he begins to hump her breasts, cockhead plopping into her mouth. 'Me think you like this, slut.' Throk cackles.

Wyxt can't help but grunt, just a bit, when she's laid down and almost, almost hits her head against the wall. Wincing a bit, and turning her head just a bit so that it's not too painful, she lies back, her own hands lightly groping her ass beneath her as she peers down at her own tits, wincing a bit. Though, the sight of that hardening cock in her silk clad cleavage causes the troll lass to, involuntarily, lick her lips, a definite show of liking it. Tits spill free from ripped shirt as the troll gasps in faint protest, which only causes her tits to swell from the deep breath. Nipples are hard, half an inch long already, as he gropes her tits. She can't reply to his words, because the head of his cock forces its way between her lips, herself unable to pull away.

Throk mauls her heavy tits, squeezing her fat nipples between his groping fingers as he plops in and out of her mouth. His pistoning shaft coats her cleavage with her saliva and he grunts a few more times before he hops off her and places her back on the floor roughly, face into the carpet and ass in the air. He gropes her ass as he speaks to her. 'Me have to get you ready for Tiny so he not tear you in half!' Throk then plunges two fingers into her waiting asshole roughly.

Wyxt looks only faintly dazed as she's moved so quickly and roughly, but the troll is a bitch in heat, true blue, and of course, in her favorite position, legs automatically spread faintly, that bare pussy glistening somewhat with her own desire as she moans, faintly, into the carpet beneath her. Somewhat wet breasts crushed beneath her provide pillows on that somewhat rough carpet. "Mmm... I love gettin' m' ass fuck'd..." murmured under her breath, as those two fingers are plunged into her warm, tight depths, firm muscles clenching faintly... but she's not tight enough for two fingers! She needs more, apparently, there's still space in there.

Throk is surprised at the lack of resistance. But not being one for taking small steps, he tries cramming his whole hand in - first his four fingers in a wedge followed by his thumb, pushing roughly, trying to bury his hand completely into her fat cheeks. 

Wyxt gasps, as suddenly, a fist not too unlike those thick tauren shafts is being forced into her rather dry ass. Now, of course, he's finding that tight resistance and pressure he seeks, Wyxt arching her back, tits wobbling beneath her, as she moans, her ass packed full by that forceful hand... but he is making headway, asshole, quite used to being stretched around pistoning cock, relaxing for those prying fingers, though the fit is tight.

Throk kneels there, fist deep in her ass, as a huge figure ducks into the room. Throk is flexing his fist inside her bowels, fascinated by how much she could handle and doesn't notice the figure at first. 'You loose slut, troll lady!' he cackles as his eyes catch the figure. 'Ah! Here Tiny!' as he removes his fist with a plop. 'Tiny not so tiny, you see!' he laughs. Tiny is in fact a tauren, large even for his race. Throk motions him over and he moves towards the helpless troll and removes his loincloth in the process. His half hard shaft is nearly as thick around as Wyxt's calf, and about as long. Tiny, indeed. Throk moves over to Wyxt's fallen face and puts a large hand on either side of her face. He then fits her waiting lips around his cockhead again, this time shoving in roughly, fucking her face. Tiny merely moves around behing her, placing his softball sized cockhead on Wyxt's asshole but not pushing in - he just rests it there, teasing her pucker.

Wyxt pants, feeling loose and like nothing short of a whore as she pants against the carpet, feeling that fist slipping out of her bowels, which are surprisingly clean... maybe she did plan for this after all?... Her pussy leaking juices onto the carpet beneath her now, legs still spread wide and hands idly rubbing at the cheeks of her ass, as if to soothe the faint pain from that exploring fist, Wyxt gasps, peering over her shoulder, as she spies that enormous Tauren behind her. His shaft looks even bigger than the horses she served when she was asked to keep the mounts tame! The troll faintly wonders if she will ever be tight again, as she winces just at the sight of Tiny standing behind her. Abruptly, Throk is grabbing her, and on her knees as she is, lips are in the perfect position for Throk to fuck his way right between tiny tusks, for the throbbing head of his cock to find Wyxt's throat. Wyxt swallows, reflexively, around that rough thrusting cock, eyes closing as abruptly, her nose is buried in Throk's crotch hair, herself unable, of course, to resist, particularly with him guiding her face and those thick, glossy, dick sucking lips up and down the length of his cock. Unable to wriggle away, her ass wriggles back against that softball sized cockhead without her even meaning to, as the resulting gasp sends warm air over Throk's thrusting hot shaft, before her tongue begins to stroke at the bottom.

'Mmmm! You good little fuck slut! Maybe me keep you around if you still in one piece afterwards,' cackles Throk. He's abusing her face with absolutely no regard to her well being - spit slobbers messily all over his shaft as she takes breaths where she can. Large green balls bounce on her chin as he clutches her head tight. Experiences as she is, the throbbing in her throat tells her the cock wedged in there in mere minutes away from erupting into her. Tiny, however, still remains motionless, his massive cock placed firmly against her star like a spear ready to strike.

Wyxt is somewhat experienced with having her lips fucked, the troll slut careful to regulate her breath, using her thick, somewhat rough tongue to stroke that bucking, saliva covered cock, working to get him off in her throat before she can suffocate or actually end up hurt. ...Keep her? She can't honestly say that the idea doesn't appeal to her. Throk would find the troll wench bobbing, faintly, on his pounding shaft in her efforts to keep from falling too much onto Tiny's cock, but Tiny would find, likely to his amusement and pleasure, that very slowly that cock is slipping deeper and deeper into Wyxt's asshole, spreading her cheeks millimeter by millimeter as the somewhat panicking troll moans around the cock in her throat.

'Me almost ready to cum in your face, but me make game. I stuff me into your throat and you try to get me to cum before you choke,' Throk laughs harshly. 'Tiny here to make sure you no go no place.' Throk slams himself fully in, burying himself deep in her throat as Tiny finally moves. Being as long as he is, he actually needs to walk on his knees towards Wyxt. Inch by inch his mammoth shaft buries itself deep into the troll's bowels. Huffing and grunting, he finally manages to painfully go all the way in, firmly spearing Wyxt between two cocks with no way out.

Wyxt has some experience though. Always loving to put her tongue to good use, the troll, with that throbbing cock-head lodged tight in her throat, parts those cock-sucking lips just faintly to suck in a small burst of air, just enough to allow her to curl her tongue, that rough length pressing tight around Throk's cock, suction, air-tight. The troll, bobbing, tits jiggling faintly with each slight bob on that choking shaft, strokes that thick, throbbing shaft with lock, full strokes, Those strokes become passionate, slobbering over his cock, though, as Tiny suddenly begins to wedge himself fully into her ass, the troll unable to even moan as Tiny would slowly stuff himself deeper and deeper into her, straightening out her bowels with his huge girth and spreading asscheeks as wide as they can go.

'Ahhhh!' yells Throk as Wyxt is rewarded by a tidal wave of sperm filling her throat. Throk refuses to pull out until he's finished, and Wyxt looks quite purple by the time slops out of her face, her ass still stuff full of Tiny's huge cock. Throk composes himself and says 'Did you enjoy yourself bitch?' He cackles.

Wyxt gasps for air, cum running down her chin and onto her breasts, to the point that some of it even drips off her nipple, as the faintly purple troll lass nods enthusiastically. No longer in denial, apparently, her ass crammed painfully full of more cock than ever before, spread absurdly wide but 'accomadating' Tiny's huge cock, Wyxt pants. "I love Throk cock. I love Throk's gang." Wyxt pants, chest heaving. 'Good!' Throk laughs. 'You go play with gang then. Me sleep now - play with you later.' He throws himself onto the bed as Tiny, placing a huge hand on either side of Wyxt's ass and lower torso, stands up with Wyxt still impaled on his shaft. Carefully walking out of the room, he moves a few doors down and enters a dimly light room. By the low light, Wyxt can see several leering orc faces.

Tiny moves to a small stone table in the center of the room, and very slowly, rotates poor Wyxt on his shaft until she's facing up instead of down. Laying her down on the table, her rips of her ropes with a single tug. The table is small enough that her head hangs off one end and her ass off the other. She's not given much rest though, as the pack of orcs pounces on her. One orc jumps onto her stomach and pushes his cock into her messy tits, fucking her cleavage as another takes advantage of her thrown back head and crams it full of cock. Two more grab her hands and place them on their waiting throbbing shafts. Another leaps in front of Tiny and stuffs himself hurriedly into her slopping pussy, pounding away.

Wyxt gasps, hands wriggling against the spread cheeks of her ass as she slides the few millimeters left down Tiny's cock, to the point that softball thick head is actually faintly visible as the slightest bulge on her back. Tits bouncing with every step Tiny takes, pussy juices running down his balls now as she pants, then licks her lips, Wyxt does not seem to care that she is actually visible by passing public as they change rooms. Wyxt is taken in, then laid flat on her back, heavy tits starting to leak the faintest bit of milk, as her hands are freed. Desperately wanting cock in her cunt too, the troll starts to look around at the faces around her, but suddenly she's being assaulted by plenty of cock. Wyxt gasps, as suddenly there is an orc on her flat belly, somewhat compressing her around the thick cock already wedged deep in her bowels and causing her to pant for breath as that dick slides up between her cummy tits. Of course, head thrown back and panting as she is, the orc cramming his cock into her mouth finds it a wet, slick, still cummy slide right into the slu's throat. Her hands know what to do, groping, hooking thumbs against the sensitive heads of plump shafts and starting to stroke them, as one orc takes that much needed step, and begins to pound himself into her horny, needy cunt. Rocked back and forth between orcs as she is, Tiny would find the troll slowly moving up and down his huge shaft.

The orcs messily abuse her. The one in her face slides smoothly into her throat, not knowing or caring that moments before, she was nearly choked to death. Mashing her tits in his hands, the tit fucking orc did not last long before he sprayed cum out between her tits, causing rivers of sperm to run on either side of her neck. The orc in her pussy was loving the combination of slick juices and compressed space of Tiny's cock. Tiny himself could no longer help himself, and grabbing one of her calves in each huge hand for leverage, her began slowly pushing his massive cock in and out of her stuffed ass.

Wyxt is only faintly surprised by the sudden spray of cum mixing with now freely running milk to paint her neck and chin with that warm, salty essence. Wyxt loves cum, though, the more the merrier, and the troll, being fucked as she is, spreads her legs wide, the orcs that decided to take her pussy pleased to find that her pussy would feel unbearably, blissfully tight with Tiny pushing that massive shaft in and out of her warm bowels. Being fucked from every angle, the troll slut milks, sucks, and pumps cock, feeling the head of that orc cock penetrating her womb, pussy contracting from her first orgasm around his shaft even as tongue slippery with cum begins to stroke and rub at the cock in her mouth.

The orc in her left hand orgasms violently coating her hand and arm with seed that runs and trickles down to her chest in a salty mess. The orc fucking her face lets his balls slap against her face so it's all she can see. Like wise, Tiny's massive balls pound heavily against her ass cheeks as the bull gives in to lust and pounds roughly. Pussy tightening around his cock, the orc in her cunt begins to buck wildly as his cock throbs inside her. Soon she will be soaked and filled with gallons of cum.

Wyxt closes her eyes, naturally, not wanting balls to slap her in the eyes and make it hard for her to concentrate as she works to regulate her breathing. Thick tongue pressing tight against the cock fucking her mouth and throat, Wyxt lets Tiny's suddenly rough thrusting guide her up and down that thrusting shaft, her ass cheeks turning faintly purple as they're slapped by his balls. The orc tearing up her hot lustful cunt causes her back to arch, wobbling cum coated tits catching the light, as that wild bucking and Tiny's own thrusting drive a second orgasm out of the somewhat overwhelmed Wyxt.

Wyxt closes her eyes, naturally, not wanting balls to slap her in the eyes and make it hard for her to concentrate as she works to regulate her breathing. Thick tongue pressing tight against the cock fucking her mouth and throat, Wyxt lets Tiny's suddenly rough thrusting guide her up and down that thrusting shaft, her ass cheeks turning faintly purple as they're slapped by his balls. The orc tearing up her hot lustful cunt causes her back to arch, wobbling cum coated tits catching the light, as that wild bucking and Tiny's own thrusting drive a second orgasm out of the somewhat overwhelmed Wyxt.

Wyxt's masterful tongue and mouth prove too much for the orc attacking her face and he grunts one last time before huge jets of cum coat her throat, and also fill her mouth as he pulls out. Some dribbles down her face as her mouth is finally free. Seeing her face dripping with cum sets off the Orc in her left hand - hot sticky seed shoots in a long arc onto her flopping tits, soaking and coating them further. The sloppy mess of her pussy continues to be pounded into by the frenzied orc and Tiny is thrusting madly, huge cock pulling out a foot before slamming in fully again, huge fat cockhead massaging the inner depths of her bowels.

Wyxt swallows, then, swallowing down that hot jism, her huge tits rolling in circles atop her chest that occasionally cause cum to flick from her milky nipples, as the orc in her cunt and the tauren working her ass pound her against the table. Barely able to believe the table can even hold up, Wyxt, with cum rolling down her cheek and making its way into her hair, does her best to accomadate the both of them, groaning, and gasping, as Tiny begins fucking her ass with gusto, driving the wind out of her somewhat thin frame again and again. The bulge of his huge cockhead now can be seen, though only a millimeter or two, in her belly. Legs spread lewdly wide, her pussy is only tight for the orc fucking it sloppy thanks to that huge cock in her ass.

After several hard thrusts, her aching pussy is finally rewarded with globs of cum pumped into her. However, once the orc moves, it's not long until the newly filled cunt is emptied in squirts as the massive cock of Tiny thrusts faster and harder into her bowels. With no other orcs on her, Tiny practically picks her up and rams her forcefully onto his throbbing shaft. Deep in her ass, she can feel the slow increasing pulse of him nearing climax as he seems to use her to jack off in her ass. Mouth still full of seed but free of cock, she's free to tell him exactly how she feels.




Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 07



Wyxt pants as her womb is suddenly full of that hot, warm orc seed, and the half-troll is thankful, as always, that being half-troll, half-elf means her chances of actually having a baby are slim to non-existent. Then, a pout comes to her face, as that hot goo slips right back out of her weakly clenching pussy, though it does slip down to lubricate the huge dick piercing her rosebud again and again. "Ugh... I want'd t' keep th' cum in m'..." she 'complains, even as hands come up to rest on Tiny's shoulders, and she, of course, helps him use her body, pushing her tight ass firmly down his cock until he's balls deep in her, then pulling her way back up, feeling that telltale throbbing as cum squishes between them, her tits pressing against his chest. "Y' bett'r cum deep in m' ass, y' gotta make it up t' me... All this 'ot fuckin'... I love bein' a cum slut f'r y' all..." she moans, then, closing her eyes, as she rides Tiny's cock.

Clutching Wyxt down on his massive shaft, Tiny moans loudly as he begins to orgasm. Pushed all the way down, the troll can feel the pulsing, pumping motion of his mammoth balls against her full ass and can feel what must be gallons of cum traveling up the impossibly thick shaft in her ass. It does feel like literally gallons of cum as her bowels are absolutely filled by the several jets forced into her. With her asshole wedged open so tightly, it has no place to go, and a noticable bulge forms in her belly as she inflated like a cum balloon. Finally, Tiny's orgasm subsides and he places the now cum filled troll back on the table, her insides sloshing noisily as he begins to slide his thick shaft out of her ass, slowing releasing the torrent of sperm.

Wyxt winces as he gives her more cum than she could ever ask for, filling her ass to the brim, and beyond, the troll slut actually feeling cum in her belly. A hand goes to her stomach, trying to press the bulge down, and for just a moment, Wyxt feels hot cum in the far back of her throat as she gasps, thinking she's going to need the air. But then, thankfully, Tiny is pulling back, and cum, thick and stringy, begins to ooze out of her around his massive cock. Wyxt herself suddenly looks extremely tired, probably the effect of all the warmth and feeling so large, then the drain of the cum leaving her, more than the actual fucking. She pants there on the table, legs spread wide, and cum pooling on the ground as it drips off of her, and oozes out of her.

Tiny finally gets his cock all the way out, and moves to Wyxt's side. He wipes his huge shaft on her, trying to clean himself, but only manages to spread the mess on her around. Grunting, he marches out of the room, followed by a few orcs. The rest lay down in the room itself - Wyxt seems mostly ignored now. If she's still around when they get randy, they'll use her again.

Wyxt is going to go clean up, first. Even if she's just going to get dirty again, she doesn't want the stuff to crust, or she won't be a hot slut, she'll be a nasty slut, and those don't tend to stick around for very long. So once she's no longer too sore, and her legs can close, and her knees don't wobble, she slips off the table, and heads out into the drag. She runs for the waterfall, then, knowing she's barely recognizable with all that cum, but that won't last.



Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 08



Wyxt is happy here. The orcs here fuck her good, and when she's not trying to strike out against the perils of the world of Azeroth, Wyxt can't complain to being treated good and right like the Slut Pirate queen that she is, even if a bit landbound. Sitting on the edge of a table in the center of the gang's hideout, Wyxt, even now, is swiping up hot cum from that gleaming, blue chest of hers, suckling it off of her fingers as she cleans herself up. She's a bit dressed, with the usual crimson silk vest that causes already huge tits to swell with promise, and those red leggings... though the metal thong is now cloth, so it soaks cum, and also is easily pushed aside (or in!) when she's desired. Wyxt has some of that hot seed on her tits now, nipples straining at the edge of crimson fabric and clearly outlined by it. Likewise, her cunt and her ass are a little loose tonight, though that blessed troll regeneration has her just fine. She's lubed and ready for anything though, licking cum from her lips and wiping the last bit of stray white goo from her right cheek, her free hand rubbing cum into her cleavage to leave the skin glistening.

Throk stomps up the rickity stairs, flanked on either side by a large burly orc. He'd been looking for the slut and supposed she'd be in the now dubbed 'fuck room' with the stone table. Sure enough, she's propped up there, licking up sperm like the cum addict she is. "There you is! I have plan for you - get on hands and knees! I got leash for you to wear. Move quickly!" Throk removes a crude rope leash from his belt and jabs his finger at the floor before him violently.

Wyxt does have a collar on, by now. A pretty, shiny mithril collar, given to her by Tairel, which should be no surprise to anyone who knows Wyxt. She blinks, then quickly hops off the table, blushing a faint purple. "Sorr'h mast'r Throk!" for her delay, of course. Tits bouncing, crimson straining to keep them covered and both nipples now exposed to the air, Wyxt drops to her hands and knees obediently, glossy, thick lips pursed as she peers up at him, wondering what he has in mind.

Throk secures the rope tightly around his fuckdoll's neck. "You stay on hands and knees, or else me drag you!" Turning smartly, he marches back down the stairs, going just slow enough that Wyxt doesn't stumble down them and break her neck. He turns every so often to see her big fat tits sway and wobble from the motion of her crawling. Throk continues down to the depths of the hideout before entering a darkened room. Upon crawling in, Wyxt can see several learing orcs against the wall and wooden fence on the far side of the room. Throk stops, turns around and jerks the rope up, making Wyxt stare at his crotch as he speaks. "You know what this room is slut?"

Wyxt isn't too slow at crawling, one might think the slut has had some experience, and she probably has! Secured, tits wobble and sway like pendulums beneath her, in defiance of crimson silk, as she moves down the stairs and around those turns, tits free of the fabric, the bright red only seeming to emphasize those exposed, milky udders. Her nipples ar ehard, fat, herself clearly aroused by the crawling. Anyone behind her can see her wet crotch, the thong pressed tight against cunt lips and slowly being soaked. "No Mist'r Throk, I don't." She swallows, peering at his crotch and licking her lips lightly, tits shaking slightly beneath her as she shivers.

"This where we keep wolves. You do good job keeping orcs happy, but wolves get no fun for long time. You go play with the wolves now. We make sure you do good job." Throk cackles. He jerks the rope all the way back towards her ass, and, while keeping it taunt, wraps it tightly around her middle, securing her arms to her side while forcing her head back and up, full lips gasping and begging for dick. An orc opens a gate on the fence while Throk's guards both pick Wyxt up and chuck her into the pen. She lands on her side and the smell of mangy canine assaults her nose. She hears loud sniffing, probably due o her soaked panties. In the darkness it's hard to see anything yet.

Wyxt looks surprised, eyebrows raised high, but those dark red eyes gleam with excitement. She's had her own wolf, but hasn't seen Rage for a while now, and the sluttish whore can't deny she misses the feel of thick wolf cock, knot and all, swelling up inside her to fill her to the brim with that hot cum. Shivering in anticipation, she gives Throk a thankful look, a smile, before suddenly she's forced into that somewhat awkward position. She lands with a bit of a grunt and a wince, but soon enough shakes her head, panting a bit. Heavy tits rise and fall, now, as she hears the sniffing, and the troll whore wriggles to get onto her knees, though a nudge from a wolf could determine any other position by pushing her over.

It's not long before the curious muzzle of a wolf nudges her in between her legs. The wolves are huge, serving as mounts for the orcs, and a riding wolf nose to the crotch is a hard thing to ignore. The wolf snorts a few times before licking across her covered cunt with its huge tongue, trying to determine what this thing is.

Wyxt of course tastes like sex, having been fucked well enough today already. The wolf might get the idea, the whiff of that heady salty scent, and the way that she is on her knees, breasts pressed against the ground, the troll's back arched so that she's somewhat on hands and knees, that this is a bitch delivered, nice and bound. The troll lass wriggles, small drops of cum slipping off of her tits, as she tries to free her hands somewhat, but ultimately ends up with her cheek agaisnt the ground, cunt and ass raised high and tits cold against those stone blocks.

The wolves figure out it's a female, and females are for fucking of course. He casually mounts her, stepping over her back, huge front paws the size of dinner plates on either side of her head. It's throbbing red wolf cock pushes into her rear end, meeting resistance from the panties. Grunting, it stabs at her ass harder, getting a bit frustrated.

Wyxt groans, then, as that thick hot cock presses into the cheeks of her full, firm ass. The push is smooth, her ass still slippery from the antics of the day, and the feel of that hot cock against her pucker draws an aroused, pleased moan from the troll woman pinned beneath the wolf. Licking her lips, gasping a bit for breath, Wyxt wriggles, again trying to find a little freedom. The wolf? It would find with pleasure that as it stabs, that flimsy thong slowly gives more and more, the cloth stretching tight between her cunt lips as the floss is pressed into her ass, the wolf's thrusts making headway.

Throk and his fellow orcs peer over the fence to watch the lewd scene unfold. "Wolves no take it easy like we do - me hope you like it, whore!"  The orcs all cackle madly. The wolf thrusts harder, huge cockhead punching forcefully between her big fleshy ass cheeks. Wyxt hears the sound of tearing and she can feel her asshole begin to be crammed with panty. One more final thrust, and the entire panty is wedged into her ass, followed closely by a thick wolf cock. The wolf grunts in happiness, laying heavily on Wyxt.

Wyxt gasps, sharply, as the thin straps of her thong tear around her waist, the wolf quite firmly cramming those thin panties into her ass. Luckily, they're cheap... and Wyxt can't deny that the primal method, the roughness of it is absolutely, undeniably hot. That thick wolf cock filling her ass, Wyxt pants beneath the riding wolf above her, quite glad that wolves don't do it easy, bare tatters of those underwear tickling her cunt now. With that silk-clad cock deep in her ass already, Wyxt's muscles milk that cock, only lightly, urging the wolf to get right to it, needing him to fuck her. Wyxt licks her lips, and wishes she could get her hands down so she could try to suck some cock, too.

The wolf huffs and grunts as it begins the rapid callous pistoning into her bowels, jamming the panties farther in as he tears into her. It's hips buck and thrust, pushing her forward, only to have her shoulders catch on it's powerful forelegs. Her face slides across the straw covered floor, but the rope binding her grinds against the stone floor beneath that, starting to shred. Pinned as she is now, all she can do is feel the throbbing cock deep in her ass pound her tattered underwear deeper into her bowels.

Wyxt closes her eyes, tongue hanging out with sheer lust now. Despite not having her hands free, just having that thick, long cock pounding deep into her ass gives her a little support, so that tits are off the ground, wobbling and shuddering, flopping even, with every one of those rapid, somewhat painful thrusts into her slick, hungry ass hole. It actually takes her a good moment to realize that she can work her hands free, but when she does, one hand slips to the ground, broken rope forgotten. She can still feel the straps of her underwear hanging out of her crammed asshole, a curious feeling. Panting, her free hand seeks out a wolf to coax near, needy. Though, if these wolves know, one could position itself to fuck that slut's mouth.

As the wolf continues to pound her ass, she can feel the knot on its' cock begin to pulse faster and harder, it's bucking becoming more frenzied. Other wolves are of course attracted to the sounds. One wolf approaches her moaning gasping face and licks it to see what this end is all about. Tasting a bit of cum from earlier in the day, it figures that this hole is for fucking too. Fore paws resting on the shoulders of the wolf in her ass, Wyxt is presented with a huge bobbing wolf cock waving around her full glossy lips.

Wyxt cries out, just a bit, as she feels that thick knot, almost twice as thick in girth as the rest of that already hude cock, pounding against her tight rosebud, knocking against it, and slowly, but surely, forcing its' way into her ass to seal her up. The smell of sex is heavy on the air, arousing, and the sounds, too, of the wolf's furry thighs meeting Wyxt's full, fucking ass, is enough to get anyone excited. Wyxt places her other hand on the ground quickly as that wolf before her supports himself at her expense, and milk is now starting to dribble onto the floor beneath her as, bucked forward by the wolf behind, those warm, full lips seal around the end of that slippery cock before her, tongue stroking it already. "Mmmm..." the slut's love for wolf cock is evident.

The wolf in her face grunts and begins to fuck her face as it pants, finding this fuckhole to be most enjoyable. Spit flies everywhere as he messily pistons in and out of her. The wolf in her ass fucks himself to climax in her ass, the panties in her bowels soaked with wolf cum as he plugs her butt shut and begins to pump her full. "Look at troll slut! She love acting like big cum balloon. How much more cum you want lady?" Throk cackles.

Wyxt moans with pleasure around the thick cock fucking her mouth with wild abandon, as her ass is filled with hot wolf cum. Dribbling milk onto the floor, filling her bowels being filled with warm, hot seed, Wyxt thinks its' safe to say she wants more. Despite the abuse to her face, Wyxt's jaw can handle it, and thick glossy lips are made for sucking cock. As that wolf bucks into her mouth, her stroking, rough tongue guides that cock into her throat, where she knows how to take it just right, and those full lips attempt to widen just enough to allow entrance of the wolf's knot as it fucks her mouth.

Giving a satisfied grunt, the wolf slowly pulls out of Wyxt's ass and flops over to a bedding pile. Meanwhile, another wolf sticks its nose right on her dripping pussy, sniffing. Butting her with his head, it knocks her unto her back and causes her legs to splay out. The wolf in her mouth pops out for a second. The new wolf promptly jams his cock into her waiting aching pussy as the face fucker re-enters her mouth with a plop. Both cocks drive her into the floor. Newly exposed big floppy tits are licked by several wolves, the milk arousing their hunger.

Wyxt is trembling, the troll whore panting, just a bit, as that cold wet nose presses against her hot, still cummy cunt, sending shivers through her. She's a little surprised when she's butted over, though she's more than willing to go, hands leaving the ground for just a moment to make sure she lands on her back none too roughly, her heavy, milk-laden tits bouncing just a bit and flicking some milk into her face as she winces. She doesn't close her mouth though, wondering how she's going to manage a knot in her throat... all thoughts, though, fly from her mind, as that thick, new cock pounds home between her pussy lips, filling her cunt with a lewd slurping noise. Hands move to her breasts, then, squeezing and fondling, kneading out more milk for the wolves licking her sensitive breasts.

All the wolves use and abuse her - she's merely a fuck toy for them. The one in her face happily pants as he bucks into her throat and chokes her, balls bouncing on her face. Her cunt makes squelching moises, partially from her own juices and partially from her earlier work. The wolves suckling on her engorged leaky tits lap at her and nip lightly on her nipples. Huge paws push her hands back towards the cocks of some of the lapping dogs.

Wyxt winces, eyes closing tight as she feels that sealing knot fucking its' way into her throat. Still, after meeting Throk, the troll bitch is getting used to holding her breath. Throk and co could see the visible bulge in her throat as she swallows around that thick girth, tits bouncing up and down and hands doing what they can to hold her huge breasts down somewhat for licking tongues. Legs spread wide for the cock thrusting into her horny cunt, her pussy filled to the brim and Wyxt feeling the head of that long girth poking its way into her womb... thank goodness she can't have puppy children. The nipping at her nipples causes her to shudder, almost truly chocking on the thick meat in her throad, and hands are pushed onto other cocks, where she begins to stroke the shafts, thumbs rubbing against sensitive cock knots.

The wolf in her face can't hold back and begins to climax. Squatting down on her face to bury himself deeper in her, her tries to shove his entire cock and balls into her. Slobbering and fighting for breath, Wyxt makes odd gurgling noises as her mouth and throat are flooded with cum. After sitting for half a minute to finish his orgasm, the wolf removes itself from her face and Wyxt involuntarily coughs for breath, spraying gobs of cum over her tits. The wolf in her pussy also squats down for a better angle and pumps her viscously. Knots traveling up both the shafts in her hands tell her more cum is on the way as well.

Wyxt grunts, and gurgles, as that thick cock in her throat begins to fill her belly, knot locking off air and rising cum alike. Wyxt's frantic need for air is revealed in her pumping of the cocks around her, fingers working carefully over rising knots to guide them along, but pumping furiously now, her hands hot from the cocks in them as she tries to swallow, cum spattered over her heaving breasts. The wolf in her pussy, though, is the one that sends her over, as he angles himself, and thus, that knot. Cock penetrating her womb, her pussy lips are forced apart by that rising cock, and Wyxt cries out from amidst wolves as it forces itself into her cunt, spreading and filling her and leaving her body wracking as she orgasms. "Yessss! Fuck YES!!!"

The wolf in the pussy pants and finally howls as he empties into her sloppy pussy. Pump after pump, more cum enters the worn out troll. At the same time, both shafts in her hands erupt and a dual shower of sperm coat her heaving tits.Then, as if almost by cue the wolves, spent and tired, all slump over to their bedding corners. Wyxt hears the latch being worked on the fence door.

Wyxt pants, lying on her back, cum leaking, mingled with milk, from her heavy tits as she tries to regain her breath. Cum is only now starting to leak out of her abused ass, having been sealed up in there so effectively, and some of the stuff is running down her cheek from the corner of her mouth. Her pussy? That torrent of cum is still secure deep in her womb, her womb full and the troll looking just a bit plumper than normal, though some of the orc cum from earlier exploits is starting to seep out. She looks exhausted, but the purr from her shows she's had fun.

Throk opens the fence door wide as Wyxt tries to lift her head up. She's greeted by the sight of most of the orcs masturbating furiously. Throk grabs her head roughly and drags her out of the pen. A few more quick strokes and he crams his hard cock down her throat before dumping another load quickly down her throat. The suddenness of it causes her to choke and gag, making sperm shoot out her nose. After finishing, Throk steps behind her and forces her jaw down, mouth wide open. A dozen or so orcs all take turns trying to shoot their load into her throat, coating her face and mouth heavily. After they're done she's dumped on the floor and left.

Wyxt is definitely not used to cum coming out of her nose, and it stings. While she can't say she 'likes' the feeling, the kinkiness of it is undeniable, though after the fact she has to pinch her nose and breath through her mouth. She does her best to swallow those loads that do make it into her mouth, fighting the urge to cough, swallowing down loads to push it down, and it's not until they leave that she gives until the need to cough, her face covered in hot cum. Licking her lips, the troll wench does not complain about how she's left... as far as she is concerned, this is as good a place to sleep as any.



Blacktung and Wyxt Ch. 09



Throk cackled as he sat down in the shody chair in the middle of his chambers and pulled out the potion he just bought a few hours before. He'd need a test subject and he had just the troll in mind. Pointing to the two guards near the door, he barked orders to them. "You! Go find troll-whore! Should be coming in from streets. Meet her at door and drag her up here!" Throk waited as his guards stomped downstairs and waited at the hide out door for Wyxt to come in from her long day of whoring.

Wyxt is tired. Of course, she does more than whore, being a fighter and believing in Orgrimmar, Wyxt oft goes out to do her part against the monsters and factions that threaten her home (even if that means just serving as rapebait from time to time). But yes, she has to make coin somehow, and whoring to make the warriors of Orgrimmar feel good and support herself seemed to really sit well with the gang she currently calls her home. Breasts jiggling in that crimson silk top, some cum still shining on those tits as she reaches up to wipe them clean, no doubt Wyxt still has some hot seed sloshing around in her womb and ass, if not her belly, but if she's satisfied yet, it doesn't show, the troll smiling as she steps into the hide-out, though panting a bit.

The guards sneer and seize her as she walks into the door. "Boss want see you!" Marching up the stairs with her in tow, then dump her before Throk before retreating out the door. Throk smiles cruelly as he states, "First thing first! Where money for Throk?"

Wyxt blinks a few moments as she lands on that luckily plusha nd supporting ass, causing breasts to bounce and nearly escape her silk vest. Pouting, just a little, Wyxt sits up and rubs at her now faintly sore ass, wincing. "Y' know I woulda jus' walk'd up mon, y' ain't 'ave t' drop m' on m' arse." She sniffles a moment, before reaching down into the leggings that protect her shins, and drawing out a, not too surprisingly, large coin pouch. She doesn't care to keep the extra, having already bought what little she actually does need with the money. She leans forward, and holds it up to Throk in one hand, smiling. "F'r you, Master Throk."

Throk sneers. "Good. Now some fun for Throk!" Jumping up from his chair, he clutches Wyxt's head back and pinches her nose, forcing her to gasp and drop the money bag. Taking his potion bottle, he quickly dumps the contents in the troll's mouth before she has a chance to react. A warm feeling washes over her. Throk "Ha! That potion made by goblin shaman me have. Make person like rubber - bendy and flexy. Should make you more fun now!" Besides the warm feeling, Wyxt doesn't feel much different though - certainly not like rubber. "Now," Throk barks. "lay on back! Time for fun!"

Wyxt is wary of potions, and probably for good reason. Some of them do some pretty nasty things to people, and some of them just plain old taste disgusting. So when Throk pinches her nose, causing her chest to heave and one hand to go to his wrist, Wyxt vaguely, 'vaguely' considers jerking the mystery potion away. Being with Throk, she's not exactly bad at holding her breath either. One dark red eye peers at him as he talks, before the somewhat sly troll wench swallows, unsure of herself. She lies back, pouting a bit, before she speaks... "...I 'aven't been satisfyin' Throk as I be?" She did heal and regenerate rather swiftly, after all. Trying to peer over those massive breasts, she bites her lower lip just a bit, legs spreading, only that metal thong in the way of her sloppy sex.

"Course you sat-es-fy! Just have different fun now," explains Throk as he kneels by her head. Unbuckling his pant and dropping them to his knees, his already hard member bobs close to Wyxt's face, staring at her. Throk leans forward and grabs either side of full firm ass and begins to roll her hips toward him. Wyxt looks a bit puzzled as her back is slowly curling towards Throk, but she begins to notice she's bending far more than she should be. It doesn't hurt at all, just feels very odd. Her ass and sex draw closer and closer to both her face and Throk's huge member until she's looking right at her own thong covered pussy. Throk grins as he rips the thong away and exposes her sex, cum oozing out. The smell of her own aroused self so close to her face makes it that much more powerful. "Now, why not you lick you self clean?" Throk asks as his pulsing cockhead nears her exposed ass.

Wyxt smiles, just a bit, at the surprising words of kindness from Throk. Sometimes the troll lass worries she's just a toy here, and that her own feelings don't matter. Which, while it may be true, obviously wouldn't be very healthy for the gang for her to figure out. At any rate, as hands place themselves on her ass, Wyxt shivers, arching her back just a little, crimson silk vest doing its' best to hold those full, thick tits, nipples straining the very edge of the fabric as Wyxt's tongue flicks out to, roughly, rub at the head of Throk's shaft. ...And then, Wyxt is looking very confused as she is apparently a contortionist. The troll woman pauses in her tongue bathing, suddenly looking very unsure of herself. "...Ah..." Wyxt is frozen in place, apparently. Why this would bother her is anyone's guess, but the troll woman seems nearly frozen where she lies.

Throk looks confused as his troll whore looks petrified. "Rrrr! What you problem!" Frustrated, he releases her ass and it falls back to the floor with a jiggle. His cock, still pulsing and throbbing, needs a hole to fuck. And Wyxt's mouth is the closest one. Throk lays down on Wyxt and plunges his shaft into her mouth, his balls slapping her in the face roughly.

Wyxt looks somewhat relieved, then, when Throk's cock slips between her lips. While she's not so sure about eating herself out... maybe she's just not keen on masturbation... Wyxt knows how to handle this, and with the stretchy potion, Throk's throat fucking is a slick, easy ride to deal with, her throat already slick from cum today as dick sucking lips press tight around his shaft. One hand moves to his hip, and Wyxt actually leans up, throat stretchy enough for her to breath around that thrusting cock, and meets his thrusts, pushing her lips to the root of Throk's shaft and suckling her way back down to the head.

Throk grunts in pleasure as she suckles him, the potion enhancing her already considerable deepthroating talent. Humping her face, he picks up the pace and pistons her throat while his hands rest on huge tits, squishing them under his weight. His full balls bounce on Wyxt's face as he loses himself in lust.

Wyxt purrs as Throk fucks her face, a task that normally would have her regulating her breathing, but tonight is simple, and feels better than ever. Previously sore throat is relaxed, swallowing around that thrusting shaft, a perfect glove for his fucking even as he plays with her breasts, tits already succulent normally, but now, spongy in his massaging hands, slipping free from that silk top as he plays with them. Wyxt closes her eyes, legs spread somewhat lewdly wide, now, as she swallows his cock.

Throk grinds his crotch into the troll's face as he reaches his end and jets of cum coat Wyxt's throat. Convulsing, his shaft pumps itself dry into her mouth, filling it with warm sticky seed. Grinning stupidly, Throk removes himself from Wyxt's face slowly, revealing a mess of cum and slobber on her face. Throk sits down on the floor as two figures enter the room. The first Wyxt recognizes even through the cum on her face as Tiny - his huge form and enormous cock that hangs from behind his pitiful loincloth made him easy to identify. Wyxt swore she could see his huge shaft pulse as he saw and smelled her lewdly laid out on the floor. The person behind him made the troll do a double take though. It could've been Tiny's twin, except his cock was if anything maybe a bit bigger. As Wyxt composed herself, both hulking tauren entered the room, snorting and obviously desiring the troll slut. Throk pulled himself up to his chair and laughed. "You know Tiny. Meet him friend Teeny. Ha ha! You want both them now?" he asked needlessly.

Wyxt swallows down that hot cum convulsing in her wet, warm, slick throat, eyes closed as she feels the hot spunk pool in her throat, swallowing around his cock, before actually swallowing the sperm down into her already warm belly. Being the cumslut she is, that thick, hot jizz in her throat is enough to get her really excited, just another reason Wyxt loves whoring all day... cum being spurted into her is like a trigger, it gets her off, pleases her. Feeling her cummy cunt growing hot with need as she eyes Tiny, cum in her eyelashes, Wyxt nods immediately to Throk's question. "I be lovin' t' fuck, Mast'r Throk, coulda whored on th' curb a lil' while more if y' wanted."

"Course you go after this! More money for me!" grinned Throk. The orc nodded to the tauren and they both moved in. Tiny clutched Wyxt by the waist and turned her over with surprising strength into her favorite fucking position - on her hands and knees like an animal. Kneeling behind her, he placed his massive thick shaft on her asshole, which oozed a bit from her day's work. Teeny moved around to her face and placed his huge cockhead by her lips - without the potion, they would've been no way she could have even fit the head in her mouth. Slowly and surely, Tiny began to push into her now stretchy pucker.

Wyxt grins just a bit as she's placed in her favorite position like a bitch in heat, some of that cum from clients on the street dribbling from her needy pussy as she shivers, tits jiggling freely and framed somewhat by that silk vest. The push between the full, firm cheeks of her ass, into her already lubed pucker, which spreads with ease for Tiny's thick, heavy cock, draws a shuddering moan from Wyxt that makes her mouth open wide for Teeny before her, arms trembling just a bit as they support her. Hot breath blowing over Teeny's cock, Wyxt is held in place, at least for the moment, by Tiny penetrating her stretch, somewhat tigh ass, his shaft somewhat visible along her backside as it fills her bowels.

Tiny pushes in as he walks on his knees towards her, inch by inch of mammoth cock filling her ass. Teeny then also begins to drive into Wyxt's sloppy mouth, the potion allowing her to stretch ever so slightly to fit that hugely thick shaft in her face and throat while still allowing her to breath. As Teeny gets about halfway in, Tiny finally pushes the last few inches in, his equally huge ball, pulsing and full of cum, rest against her firm full ass cheeks a few moments before he begins his slow steady pounding of milking asshole.

Wyxt closes her eyes, feeling the kinky, dirty feel of cum dribbling down her pussy and thighs as Tiny forces his way in, Wyxt's tits sway beneath her until her mouth is likewise filled, tongue doing what it can to stroke the base of that thick shaft that slowly works its' way into, and down, her throat. Feeling like she's being sandwiched, almost like the cocks plan to meet in the middle of her, Wyxt relaxes herself some, shivering, then moans around the cock in her throat as Tiny slowly begins to fuck her ass.

Tiny has both hands around her firm jiggling ass as is impossibly huge shaft plunges in and out of her ass. Teeny has one huge hand on her head as he steadily makes his way deeper into her neck. Finally his crotch hair meets her nose as massive balls rest on her chin. He begins fucking her throat, the two cock heads feeling like they bump into one another deep in her belly. Both sets of balls pulse with the promise of a huge flood of cum - but not before she's thoroughly fucked. Throk enjoys the sight of her impaled on two massive cocks.

Wyxt tries her best to offer resistance, some friction, so those thick, huge cocks plundering her ass and her throat, can cum with ease, but the cum already lubing her throat and ass, not to mention the stretchiness, make Wyxt nothing short of a fuck doll, trying to clench down somewhat around the cocks wedged in her all the way to her belly. Unable to constrict a little, the stretchy troll woman instead reaches her hand up to Teeny's hips, urging that rough fucking, and her other hand comes to rest on her belly, to 'feel' both of those huge cocks meeting in her stomach as she's sandwiched, trembling, between them.

Wyxt feels the pace increase as the both near orgasm. Roughly fucked from both ends, achingly full balls bouncing on her ass and face, she can feel a thick load of cum start to travel down the underside of both of the thick cocks in her body. Ever so slowly, they make towards her middle, threatening to flood her body with seed. She feels that hot cum traveling up through those thick cocks, feeling the swell press into her recieving ass with no resistance, and slowly tickling the walls of her throat. Tongue stroking the base of Teeny's huge cock, mouth full but relaxed, her hand on her belly reaches back, to squeeze and knead Tiny's balls as he pumps her ass with that massive girth of his. The troll wench wants to feel that hot cum in her belly, and Throk's words aren't forgotten... her pussy needs stuffing and soon. Vaguely, she hopes the potion will wear off so she doesn't come off as too loose on the street, though the idea sort of amuses her.

Wyxt becomes squished between both tauren as they force themselves completely in her before cumming. Hand on her belly, she can feel both cockhead drain their seemingly gallons of cum into her. With both floods of cum left with no where else to go they pool right into her belly. Balls pumping and emptying into her, her belly inflates with the double massive load. She can feel the endless cords of seed flow down both shafts and pump into her, her steadily increasing belly sloshing with warm cum. Finally, both tauren stop spurting and begin to pull out of her. Sloppily, they pop out of her, leaving her with an impossibly full belly. It feels like she's got a basketball down there! The cum only slowly trickles from her ass. She's very very full, but still it doesn't feel uncomfortable. As she moves her belly jiggles along with her tits, sloshing and full of cum. Throk smiles as the tauren collapse into satisfied piles of bullcock.

Wyxt remains on all fours, closing her mouth, wondering, of course, how long the potion will last. She doesn't sit, because she knows that any pressure on her belly, looking almost pregnant from all that hot cum, and there's going to be a huge mess on the floor. Swollen tits jiggling, Wyxt licks the cum from her face, and looks to Throk a moment, before slowly, but surely, crawling towards a bucket in the corner, to avoid making a huge mess int he middle of Throk's floor. Cum slipping from her ass, Wyxt licks her lips again, of course, hot and more than ready to go out and make alittle more money before sleep. Well, after she's cleaned up a 'little' anyway.

Throk watches as the cum filled troll tries to clean herself up. "Good! You clean you up then go make more money! Potion go bye in one hour. Here," Throk picks up the money bag and fishes a handful of coins before throwing them on the floor. "Good show!" He cackles before leaving the cum soaked Wyxt in his chambers alone.

Wyxt blushes, just a bit, though of course she does pocket the tossed coins. Tiny and Teeny are both given kisses on the cheeks, and careful hugs, the troll lass careful not to smear cum all over them, before her vest is pulled up, over her heavy tits, and her thong is pulled on. She towels her thighs, just a bit, so she at least seems clean, though everyone who passes by the alley knows Wyxt likes to be a mess (and when she's fucking enough people, tends to forget to make people pay). At any rate, she stands, feeling soemwhat satisfied with herself and smiling, one hand idly kneading her own breast, before she heads outside, hips weaving and ass shaking as she heads for the road running by.