Reverse Scale, Monday 23:09
Izami Lanchester walked down the hall at a fast pace, and at a fast pace, it really means that she was practically running down the hall with dust coming from behind her. She had never run to a room in the guild so fast in her life. To his dismay, his master allowed a certain group of people to remain in the guild hall for the rest of his time at Horancle. Why he did that, Izami didn't know. All she knew, however, was that they were not supervised!
Reaching the first door on her left, she quickly grabbed the handle and opened it. "What are you two doing ?!" She almost demanded to know when she looked inside and saw Pablo and Stark peacefully undoing their respective beds as they decided to spend the night.
"About to go to bed ..." Stark stopped.
"And maybe tell stories from Tales of Monsters and Gods?" His black-haired companion continued.
The redhead just nodded, though a little awkwardly. "Okay. But I ask that you two be respectful of this building. After all, it is our guild hall and we would like to keep it in one piece." She said. "Good night!"
And with that, Izami closed the door, wishing he didn't speak to them anymore. To be honest, she expected this room to contain other occupants, but now that she eliminated that room as her place of interest, she knew that the next one had to have its targets. Turning not across the hall to the right, Izami marched to the next door and grabbed the handle with overwhelming force.
"You are all having sex!" She announced a little too loudly, but man, she felt stupid when she looked inside.
There were more than two occupants in this room, as it housed the main characters in this story: Isyrth Naberius, Shawna Leerstrom and Jenet Belltower. The three were in the big bed, doing their own thing. Shawna was reading a book, Jenet was filing her nails and Isyrth was reading some kind of very large and thick book, with gold details and a six-fingered handprint and a large number "7" stamped in the center. So, of course, when they were accused of participating in a certain carnal pleasure, their reactions varied.
"You!" Shawna punished them with a malicious smile. "You should have told me! I would have put my book down!"
Jenet, for example, blushed as deeply as humanly possible. "W-are we ?!" She asked timidly.
Isyrth just rolled his eyes. "I would like..."
Once again, having his specialized detective skills proven wrong, Izami wanted to be in a bad mood. "I can not believe this ..."
"Can't you believe what? That you suck at it?" Shawna fired.
"Not!" Izami pouted like a child. "That Master Edgard let you stay here! He knows the nature of your relationship, he should be more strict and separate the three of you so that you don't do anything indecent to the guild!"
This time Jenet spoke. "Izami-sama, I'm really sorry that we are causing this disorder!" The silver-haired woman apologized. It wasn't her fault that Isyrth's house was destroyed, she really tried to get everyone to stop fighting!
Shawna chose to be quiet, not trusting herself not to say something sarcastic, instead she looked at Isyrth.
The pink-haired man she was looking at yawned and staggered out of bed. "Izami! You're making Jeny-chan nervous and when Jeny-chan gets nervous, I get nervous. So, please leave us alone!" He complained.
Izami was not affected in the least. "Since I respect the privacy of your relationship, I'm leaving. Know that I don't approve of this pre-marital threesome!" To say that Izami was judging them would be a huge understatement.
Shawna decided to break his silence after that statement. "Ugh, you look like an old woman!" Shawna groaned.
"Just know that I don't approve of this pre-marital threesome!" Isyrth said mockingly, earning a laugh from Shawna and even a giggle from Jenet.
Jenet tried to hide her laughter, but failed when she saw how red and angry Izami was getting. Honestly, before she even met Isyrth, she stopped immediately and apologized to the knight. However, it was because of Isyrth that she learned to get out of her shell and enjoy the little things in life.
"I would like to have a threesome, but no one likes me!" Shawna was the next to try to imitate Izami's voice.
Isyrth took the ball. "All I have is my armor and cake to get me through the night!" He laughed.
Now, Izami was practically smoking. But, unfortunately, she couldn't put a finger on them. With Shawna and Jenet, it was obvious that she couldn't fight them directly, since they were technically representatives of another guild and she wouldn't hurt Isyrth because she was afraid it would only make him want to join Speartiger even more. All she could do now was turn the other cheek.
With his head down and his bangs covering his eyes. "If you have any problems, be sure to tell me." She said in a monotone before leaving, admitting defeat.
The smile on Isyrth's face was taking up the entire lower half of her head. It would seem that he was invincible in this situation. With his lovers and Stark and Pablo in the other room playing doctor and patient, Izami couldn't touch him without hurting them!
"All that power ..." He spoke softly, looking at his hands. "I could conquer the world!"
"Watch out now." Shawna chuckled. "You don't want to be too convinced, otherwise I'll have to put you in your place!" She purred as she clung to his shoulder, pressing her melon-sized breasts to her back and breathing into her ear.
Isyrth blushed, but still responded the way Shawna wanted him to. "It's a challenge?" He asked with a malicious smile.
"Maybe it is ..." Shawna stopped, letting her hands grasp his hard pecs.
The young man with the pink hair took his hands and lifted her off him so he could turn around. "Hasn't anyone ever told you to be careful what you want?" He asked as he gently pushed her back onto the bed, making her lie with Jenet close to her head.
Jenet blushed when her fellow lovers started to get a little closer to each other. "I think I'm going to get some water before um ... start." She said calmly.
"What?" Isyrth asked as he looked at the blue-haired beauty. "I was going to ask you to hold Iza- I mean Shawna!" Isyrth blushed immensely when she accidentally blurted out a name that did not belong to any of her lovers.
Shawna and Jenet realized this. However, they both had different opinions on the matter. Jenet thought it was a simple mistake, while Shawna looked a little irritated.
"I will help you when I get back!" Jenet stammered as she dragged herself out of bed and went to the dresser to grab a candle to light her way. "Be right back." She told them before making her way to the door.
Isyrth watched as his big breasted guardian angel left the room before turning to the woman beneath him and she didn't look happy.
"So ..." Shawna snarled as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, almost crushing him. "Have you been thinking about Izami when we're fucking, huh?" She asked as she threw daggers at him.
With Jenet
Cold, alone and a little excited, little Jenet walked the long, empty corridors of the Reverse Scale after hours. He would see that the largest guild in the country wasted no time when it came to holidays, as was evident in all the Halloween decorations that surrounded the place. There were witches on brooms, bats, black kettles, cobwebs and even pumpkins. It all seemed like a wonderful time to part with the guild and she could only imagine how much fun it was when people were here.
Instead, she had to wander the dark halls alone, looking for an entrance to the kitchen. Now, she was usually not a very scared person. Of course, she tended to be shocked or confused about things, but never afraid. However, when she was alone in the dark without her keys, she was very scared. She couldn't get rid of the feeling that she was being followed or observed.
She should have brought Isyrth with her, she always felt a warm, protective aura radiating from him. Instead, she would have to grope in the dark or come back, but she knew this was not an option. She was dating Isyrth Naberius. Nothing could affect her more!
With a cute, adorable resolution showing on her face, Jenet puffed out her cheeks. "I can do this!" She declared out loud.
Then she started walking straight into a spider web ...
"I can not do it!" Jenet shouted, struggling as she tried to get him off her. Unfortunately for her, all the excitement around her made her candle go out, leaving her in total darkness.
"Isyrth!"
Ten minutes later
Isyrth, who was sitting on the floor next to the bed, looked at his girlfriend, still a little upset. "Hey, how long has Jenet been gone?" He asked in a concerned tone.
Shawna crossed her arms under her wonderful bust and rolled her eyes. "I don't know, why don't you go and ask Izami?" The black-haired woman snarled.
The golden-haired young man stood up and gave her a disapproving look. "Shawna, I'm serious. Where's Jenet?" He asked, now a little more concerned. He knew he should have gone with her. After all, it was dark and she hadn't been in the guild for a long time. He was very irresponsible. "I will find her." Isyrth declared as he lit his burning hand to act as a torch.
"Ugh, it's okay!" Shawna reluctantly got out of bed and joined him as he left. "Why is it that every time I leave you and Jenet alone, you two end up having sex, but when it's just us, we get dragged on a hunt by her?" She asked.
"I dont know." Isyrth shrugged sheepishly. "She went down this corridor and probably turned left when she should have turned right." The young man spoke.
"I could see how she got lost. Even when I'm with you now, I still feel like I'm being watched." Shawna said.
Isyrth nodded. "It's good to know that I'm not the only one who feels that. It's strange, you know? I would never normally feel that way, even on the few occasions I spent the night here."
Shawna did not resist the blow. "Did you stay here when you and Izami started fucking behind our backs?" She asked in a tone of jealousy.
Isyrth sighed heavily. "Want to stop this! I would never sleep with Izami!" Isyrth confessed. "She is like my sister!"
"A sister you want to fuck until you die from a sex-induced overdose." Shawna accused. "Just admit it, you want Izami!"
"Shawna! I accidentally called you Izami once! Just once! Get over it!" Isyrth argued.
Shawna held her ground and shook her head. "Not until you admit that you want Izami!" She turned it over so that now he was looking at her face to face with the fire illuminating his features.
Isyrth did not say a word and avoided his gaze, giving her his answer.
"Ah ha!" Shawna pointed.
"I thought about it! But that was before we ... you know ... being together." Isyrth admitted, looking her straight in the eye to say he was being honest.
Shawna pouted. "You promise?" She asked.
"I swear!" Isyrth declared.
"Isyrth-sama!"
Isyrth immediately turned around after hearing his voice being called. His heightened senses quickly took steps that seemed to be approaching quickly. It could only mean one thing.
"Jenet!" Isyrth turned fully and shot down the hall, Shawna in tow. "Jenet!" He shouted again.
"Isyrth-sama!"
Now the voice was even closer, but its flame could still reveal nothing more than a few meters in front of it.
Her heart was pounding with concern. What was she running from?
"Jenet!" Isyrth cried out, smelling her that was now only a meter or two away. "Come here! What happened?"
Instead of Jenet running for the flight, she practically flew into it! With great speed and strength, Jenet hit Isyrth's body and knocked him to the ground, all the while hugging his head against his chest.
"Isyrth-sama! I'm so scared!" Jenet cried comically, closing her eyes unknowingly, crushing Isyrth's head between her giant breasts.
Shawna immediately joined the dejected pair and started to worry. "Jenet! Release Isyrth! You are smothering him!" Shawna informed her. But Jenet did not listen to a word, as she was very afraid.
"I do not want to die!" Jenet shouted.
Isyrth could only hear their muffled screams and did not even know that Shawna was beside them. All she managed to register was the feeling of suffocation with Jenet's meat pillows. Soon his world started to get darker and darker and darker ...
-XxX-XxX-XxX-
Somewhere...
It was warm...
Possibly too hot ...
All he could feel was a light breeze, grass under his back and warm rays of sunlight on his face. Of the three things listed, it was the sun that woke him from his nap.
"Ugh ..." Isyrth moaned as his eyes slowly opened, watching the dark canopy above that had some clean spots for the sun to shine. Almost instantly Isyrth's nose caught a fresh scent, indicating that he was in some kind of pine forest, a very old one.
Standing up and feeling the cool grass under the padded palms-
Wait a minute.
Padded hands? This cannot be right.
Looking at his own hands and arms, Isyrth realized two things right away. One, he had tufts of pink fur on his arms ranging from wrists to elbows. Second, he realized that his hands were bigger than he remembered, as well as the strange extra padding on his fingers and palms.
Wow. Wow. Wow.
Isyrth's ears twitched when he looked back.
"Oh." Isyrth looked a little relieved. "It was just my tail." In fact, behind his back he wagged a long, thick tail that looked like that of a dog or wolf.
Wait a minute. That was also not right!
"Ahh!" Isyrth cried out in fear. When did he grow a tail?
Isyrth's body threw up and he started running in circles, screaming. This was his coping mechanism.
"Where am I?" He asked himself. "Why do I have a tail? Where are my clothes? Why is there hair on my body?" He looked down to see that he was naked and everywhere, except on his chest, abdomen, hands, pelvis and feet. Besides, from the feel of things, he had no hair on his face, but his hair looked strangely wilder and untamed.
Soon Isyrth's circle of fear turned into a shorter path to the nearest stream, which he had heard a few feet away thanks to his already keen hearing. Running at faster walking speeds than he was known for, Isyrth quickly reached the running water in no time.
Fortunately for him, the water flow was so clear that he could see his own reflection. However, once he saw his reflection, Isyrth wished he hadn't.
"I must be some kind of hyena!" Isyrth proclaimed in shock, looking at his now wild and untamed appearance. To his dismay, his penis, which was swinging freely as he ran, withered when he saw his appearance. "Dude, this place is destroying my confidence!" He wept anime tears.
In saying this, Isyrth remembered his initial shock upon waking up here.
"Speaking of that place, where am I?" He looked around and noticed the forest that looked like it had been pulled out of a fairy tale. He had never seen such a place in Vanadir. The tall, thick trees that almost blocked the sun, the dark green grass that was still covered with morning dew, not to mention the various animals that inhabited that place.
"This does not look like Vanadir, this is very strange." Isyrth continued to observe his surroundings. "The last thing I remember is walking down the hall, arguing with Shawna, and then Jenet approaching me. So how did I get here? And why am I like this?" He asked no one in particular, looking at his hands / claws.
For the next few moments, Isyrth sat on the floor and closed his eyes, trying to think of a reasonable solution as to why he was here and why he was currently in such a wild shape. Due to his lack of knowledge, he couldn't think of anything to explain it all perfectly. For him, it was kind of like a dream.
Wait...
"That's it!" Isyrth jumped. "I'm dreaming! This is all just a big dream!" He screamed.
Spreading his arms wide and looking at the small ray of sunlight that broke the trees above, Isyrth calmed down. "All I have to do is wake up." He closed his eyes and then opened them again, waiting for him to return to the real world.
Unfortunately for him, it didn't. However, Isyrth was not the type to give up.
"All I have to do is wake up!" Isyrth repeated, this time a little more aggressively.
Once again, he failed.
But Isyrth did not give in.
"All I have to do is wake up! All I have to do is wake up!" He repeated the same line over and over, failing every time.
He was now jumping with rage, realizing that he wasn't getting anywhere fast. Why wasn't this working for him? It should have been as easy as flexing a muscle.
Then, just as he was about to cry out in anger and frustration, he heard a sound he hadn't heard in years. It has been so long since he has heard such a sound that he forgets where it came from or who did it. What he knew was that it was very comforting, so at a time like this, when he is very crazy, he could really use that to calm himself down.
"It looks like it's coming in this direction ..." Isyrth stopped what he was doing and quickly started walking towards where the melodic sound emanated. Isyrth had no idea why he was attracted to that sound, but frankly, he didn't care at all.
Passing through tall trees, fallen logs, rats and squirrels running, and over the stream, Isyrth followed the sound. Looking ahead, Isyrth could see an opening behind some tree trunks.
Choosing to remain cautious and hidden, Isyrth hid behind some bushes to spy and discover that there was a road! Yes, a road in the middle of this forest! Maybe he should go to the nearest town and-
"La la la, going to Grandma's now I am, la la la ~" A sweet, melodic voice sang as a young woman jumped down the path.
Isyrth immediately fell back into the bush to remain hidden. Apparently, the young woman did not hear him. He knew this from the simple fact that she probably would have screamed given her ugly appearance.
With unbelievable silence, Isyrth looked at the woman behind the bushes. However, when he saw the young woman who was making the sound, the look quickly turned into a sly look.
'Damn it!' Isyrth almost hissed at the burly beauty that paraded down the trail. - This girl is sexy!
Being the boyfriend of not one, but two beauties, gave Isyrth enough time to explore and learn the female body. Between Jenet's soft and innocent body and Shawna's firmer and more just body, Isyrth will assume that she has seen them all. Both of his precious girls also carried a sturdy set of pelvis-crushing scouts and asses, so Isyrth assumed there was nothing left to impress him. He was perfectly satisfied with Jenet and Shawna.
However, when he saw this cold, super fox stone parading down the road, Isyrth began to rethink everything.
The mysterious woman had an aura of sensuality and playful exhibitionism. Her outfit seemed to draw Isyrth forward with its sheer simplicity. On her head, she wore a dark red hood that fell on an equally red cloak on the back. In her person was a single white dress that was practically torn to contain the woman's soft breasts, which were creamy in color, almost tanned. She wore a thick belt around the middle, just above her voluptuous hips to pull on the dress and accentuate her flowing, wavy curves. His dress ended abruptly near the top of his thick, plump thighs, but his legs were quickly covered in black stockings that were so thin and tight that they made the flesh of his thigh protrude a little at the top, giving him a provocation to give the mouth water of your wonderful thigh meat.
As far as Isyrth was concerned, this lady was fucking sexy!
'Fuck ...' Isyrth resisted the urge to pull his now throbbing length unless he was labeled a voyeur. 'If I wasn't dating Shawna and Jenet ...'
And then he clicked on his head as he watched the woman's passage sing, the fluid movement of her hips swaying the tip of her skirt's tail up just enough to peek at her white panties.
'Wait a minute, this is a dream! So, technically, I'm not dating Shawna or Jenet! So I'm not cheating! ' He said in his head.
In fact, Isyrth was right. Technically it was not cheating.
Smiling to himself as he reached out and smoothed his hair back. "Time to go get me one-"
"Hey! Werewolf! What are you doing here ?!" A new voice screamed, accompanied by a stick thrown at the back of his head.
Isyrth fell on his ass, holding his head in pain. "Ahh! Damn it! Who the hell played this?" Isyrth turned to yell at whoever distracted him from the burly baby who was just hopping around with those big tits about to explode.
When he looked back, Isyrth thought he was seeing a mirage.
"S-Shawna?" He asked in surprise.
In fact, it was Shawna, but a Shawna he was not familiar with. While her Shawna back in the real world chose to wear dresses that didn't leave much to the imagination, but this Shawna was even worse. All she needed to wear was a short, loose dress. The neckline goes down to the navel, showing her flat stomach and her overwhelming knockers that managed not to fall in front of her. The dress went down a lot between her legs, but was adjusted to show all of her long, sexy legs, while still hiding her most intimate parts of the body. On top of his head was a typical, old and worn witch hat.
'Damn ...' Isyrth's mouth filled with water and his cock ached when he looked at his girlfriend's sexy mirage. If it were his Shawna, he would walk right up to her and take her on the cold, hard floor without hesitation. 'What's up with all these hot babes?'
The look-alike raised his eyebrows in surprise. "H-how d-did you know m-my name ?!" She stammered as she pointed a trembling finger at him.
Isyrth also looked surprised. "What do you mean? Of course I know your name!" He said.
"This is not an answer!" She shouted back.
"So what's an answer ?!" Isyrth shouted back as he walked over to her. "You do not know me?" He asked.
Shawna took a step back as he advanced. "Back off, werewolf! I'm warning you! I've heard of wicked half-wolves running through the woods, shooting at women!"
"I'm not throwing myself at you." Isyrth stated.
"Then explain why you have a huge ... fleshy ... throbbing ..." Shawna blushed deeply when he realized she was drooling and looking slyly. "Explain your erection!" She pointed to his upright pillar which was a symbol, not the epitome of masculinity. Apparently, she was trying to deny her attraction to it at all costs.
Isyrth also blushed. "Uhh, well, you see ..." He laughed nervously. "I saw a girl before she happened to be passing by and she was very hot ..."
"Aha! You were preying on women!" Shawna accused.
"Oh, come on! You should have seen her! Was she wearing a white hooded dress? Do you ring a bell?" Isyrth asked.
Shawna shook his head. "I have no idea who you are talking about, but I can assume what your intentions were." She stated.
Isyrth rolled his eyes, there was no point in maintaining this farce. "Okay, I was trying to get laid. But, honestly, could you blame me? I mean, you should have seen this girl!"
Shawna's eyes were glued to his manly erection as she started to pump more blood, causing it to grow in both size and circumference.
Isyrth caught her looking and smiled, slowly making her way towards the half-naked woman. "But you know, you're not too bad either, Shawna. You should use this at my place more often." The golden-haired werewolf licked his lips.
"P-Please stop referring to me as if you know me!" Shawna said.
The man in front of her shrugged. "And why should I do this? You are my girlfriend in real life." He told her.
The witch looked confused. "Real life? What are you talking about? Are all werewolves delusional?" Shawna asked.
"Okay, stop that werewolf shit, I'm not a werewolf." Isyrth said firmly.
Shawna didn't believe him for a second. "Then explain the skin."
"Explain why you are dressed like a children's fairy tale witch." Isyrth fired back.
"Because I am a witch!" Shawna said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I am Shawna, the Wicked Witch of the East!" She proudly proclaimed her title.
Isyrth laughed. "Well, I think the so-called" Kind Witch of the East "is horny ..." He said shrewdly.
Shawna blushed deeply, almost as red as the woman's hood. "What are you talking about ?! Explain yourself!" She ordered while throwing daggers at him, that he couldn't find any more cute.
Isyrth just pointed at her legs. "I can't just see your juices, but I can smell your pussy just begging for a strong, good dick like mine to get involved." Isyrth said with as much vulgarity as he could fit in one sentence. If this Shawna were like his Shawna, she would get even more wet on hearing that.
It was true, Shawna in front of him closed his legs tight together while his whole body shook with lust. "Y-you are ... you are ..." Shawna tried to snarl at him, but her trembling body that was getting hotter by the second kept her from focusing on anything but his big, swollen penis.
"Am I… sexy? Handsome? Beautiful to die for?" Isyrth asked with an arrogant smile.
Shawna, whose body trembled and steam dripped from his hair, marched up to him. "Such a bad boy! A very bad boy!"
He thought she was punishing him until she was facing him. That was until he was able to fully see the look in his eyes. Isyrth recognized it immediately as the look she gave him when she wanted him to fuck her on the mattress. The hungry, lustful look she gave him, coupled with the fact that she grabbed the root of his powerful cock, made Isyrth smile from ear to ear.
"A bad boy who needs to be punished ~" Shawna purred as she let her long, wet tongue attack and lick her full lips. This caused his penis to start leaking pre-gum. "Why don't we go somewhere more private?" She whispered hoarsely.
Isyrth would have given her the fucking life if he didn't already have a plan in mind. "Sorry, Shawny, I'm saving my first load for the red-hooded girl." He told her.
Shawna almost killed him with the scowl she gave him. "What? I thought you werewolves jumped on the first woman you saw here!" She complained.
Once again, Isyrth looked annoyed. "Again, I am not a werewolf." He insisted. "Secondly, I don't jump on the first woman I see. To let you know, I'm in a happy relationship."
"Wow, wait." Shawna held up her hands in confusion. "Are you saying you have a girlfriend who regularly jumps on your giant cock?" She asked in surprise.
"Giant, huh?" Isyrth laughed. "But yes, two, actually." He corrected her.
She was even more surprised. "Wow, to think that two women would come together and fuck a werewolf."
Isyrth just sighed. "It's not a werewolf! But, yes, two beautiful women."
- She still thinks I'm a werewolf, so there's no point in trying to explain how she's one of my girlfriends. Isyrth thought to himself.
"So ..." Shawna looked at his cock as she slowly started to stroke it. "Did you say you were saving your first load for that girl? Is she one of your girlfriends?"
"Not." Isyrth shook his head.
"So, is it an open relationship?" Shawna perked up a little.
"Not exactly." Isyrth shook his head again. "There aren't any here now and I'm trying to live my time as a temporary bachelor."
Shawna laughed to herself. "Not a very loyal pet now, are you?" She said.
"Nah, I'm loyal, only a few girls are an exception." Isyrth said.
"So, if I help you get the other girl ..." Shawna's hand slid to the top of her bulbous head to grab some of her shiny precum from her index finger. "Can I be another exception?" She put her finger to her lips to prove it.
Isyrth held her chin with long fingers. "Of course." He told her with a sly smile, it was definitely not betrayal, considering she was Shawna, just not his Shawna. "I would love Shawna, but first we have to get the girl in red." Isyrth said in his tone that he had normally reserved himself for battle. But this was a battle. A battle for him to fuck the girl he coveted.
Santa, he was looking very strange, right? Normally Isyrth would never think like that, he usually held everyone in high regard, unless you contradicted him. While this may be true, he was currently in a dream. This was a fact that he would take full advantage of. Since he couldn't do that in the real world, he would make sure to make the most of this hyperrealistic dream.
"Wait." Shawna stopped and released his penis while taking a step back. "Girl in red? Are you talking about Little Red Riding Hood?" The witch asked, taking a few more steps back.
Looking at her with concern, Isyrth took a step towards her. "I don't know, probably? Is there a problem?" He asked.
"Yes, it totally exists! Little Red is dangerous for your species!" Shawna exclaimed, throwing up her hands.
"What do you mean by that?" Isyrth tilted his head to the side. "She looked harmless!"
"That's how she catches you, werewolves! You think you can just step up to her and get an easy fuck and then bam! She kills you!" She explained.
Isyrth was starting to add two plus two in his head. It was slowly forming, but it was still consolidating. "Wait, does it have anything to do with these so-called werewolf rumors going around making out with people?" The half hyenasman asked.
Shawna looked around, almost as if she was making sure no one was looking, and then leaned over. "Yes. Ruivinha used to be one of the most dangerous mercenaries in her home village before wearing this disguise. She attracts criminals and beasts like her thunderous body and then extinguishes them before they can even get their hands on it." Shawna whispered.
Isyrth did not look scared. "Please, I can resist your charms without sweating!" He crossed his arms.
"Seriously?" Shawna asked. "What about the throbbing erection she gave you?"
"Shit! You're right ... So what do you think I should do?" Isyrth snorted.
Shawna smiled. "Well, I was going to a friend's house when I came across you and I think she could help with this small business of ours." She said confidently.
Isyrth's ears perked up. "Did you say she? Is she hot too?" He asked very excited.
Shawna turned, but looked at him from behind his shoulder. "Well, let's just say this visit is going to be more than friendly ..." She hinted.
"Oh ..." Isyrth said, thinking of something innocent. "Oh." He was beginning to realize this. "Oh!" Here we go.
"It took a while, didn't it?" Shawna chuckled.
"Ugh, don't insult my intelligence, please?" She nodded. "So, how are we going to get to this friend of yours?" He asked.
Shawna said nothing, but instead put two fingers in his mouth to whistle. "Come here boy!" She screamed.
For the next few seconds, Isyrth heard nothing. When he was about to comment on this, he heard the wind whistle back when something came flying through the trees.
Well, what did you expect?
A witch needs her broom!
The flying broom stopped right next to Shawna. "Well, I usually don't let others ride in my forest, but I will make an exception for you." Shawna teased.
"Hardy har har." Isyrth laughed sarcastically as he walked over to her and helped her ride. Once Shawna was sitting comfortably on him, she motioned for Isyrth to join her.
"Well, come on, get up here." She said.
Isyrth shook his head. "Sorry, but I feel sick." He apologized for his own disability for some reason.
Shawna tilted her head to the side. "A werewolf with nausea? That's funny." She stated.
He just rolled his eyes. "Just show the way and I will follow."
"Do you think you can keep up?" Shawna asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Definitely." Isyrth smiled.
5 minutes later
"Uhh ... holy shit ... ugh ..." Isyrth gasped, holding his knees and feeling the sweat running down his body. Apparently, being a werewolf severely restricted his stamina, something he was completely unaware of.
'This is the most realistic dream I've ever had ...' Isyrth thought, still panting. Usually his dreams were to fight or eat without stopping. He had never experienced this kind of impressive fatigue. He just hoped that it would not affect his abilities in sinful acts of pleasure.
Shawna smiled with joy. "I told you! You should have just been riding with me!" She said in a tone that was too condescending to his taste.
"Why don't you, ugh, bite me?" Isyrth asked when he finally straightened up, wiping sweat from his forehead.
"Trust me, honey, I'm trying." Shawna smirked. "Anyway, we're here." The witch said, pointing to the trees.
"Are you in a lesbian relationship with a tree?" Isyrth asked. "I think lesbians like to play with long, hard objects that are not attached to men, but this is a bit much, isn't it?" Isyrth laughed at his own terrible joke, which is fine. If you can't laugh, then what's the use?
Shawna slapped his palm on the face. "Look. Back. The. Trees. Dummy." She snarled.
Isyrth just shrugged and did what she said and to her surprise, there was actually a small humble hut in the woods that was bathed in a great ray of sunlight. The small house was visually clean on the outside, looked neat and there was even a small garden around the walls. If Isyrth had to use a word to describe him, he would call him angelic ...
"Let's go." Shawna hopped off the broom and started walking over to the house. "I'm sure she will be happy to meet a werewolf who is really capable of thinking." She told him.
Isyrth did not say a word and just followed, without making a sound. Shawna seemed to know the easiest way to get to the cabin without making too much noise, possibly not to disturb the only resident. Isyrth didn't seem to mind the stealth much, as it gave him enough time to admire Shawna from behind. And man, she had a lot of ass ...
"Jenet!" Shawna screamed as soon as they were a few feet from the door. "I have a guest!" She screamed again.
Almost like magic, the door opened on its own, with no one behind it.
Shawna didn't look the least bit disturbed, in fact, she was used to it. "Come on, it means you're welcome inside." The black-haired woman instructed Isyrth to nod, understanding to follow her and behave in the best way.
Without further ado, Shawna and Isyrth crossed the threshold and were now inside the small house, admiring how clean and tidy it was. The only other occupant in the room was sitting on his bed, reading a book.
Isyrth's eyebrows went up in surprise. "Jenet? Why are you dressed like that?" He asked shamelessly.
Jenet looked up from the book and gave the werewolf a soft, delicate smile. "Hello to you too, visitor." She smiled. "As you can see from the halo above my head, I am an angel."
True to her word, Jenet was an angel in every sense of the word. Her tanned skin shone, her eyes shone, she had a halo over her head and wore long, flowing robes over her body that did well to hide that sinful body that Isyrth knew she had under that outfit.
Before Jenet or Isyrth could say another word, Shawna jumped. "Stop acting Jeny-chan, we need your help and I don't have time for this shit." Shawna said in a tone that displayed his urgency.
However, Jenet just smiled and closed her eyes. "Why, whatever you're talking about ..."
"Blow up Othesclaystazer!" Shawna screamed, casting a spell that did exactly what it said, made Jenet's clothes explode.
Isyrth was impressed. It seems that this magic is a little more fun than the magic of the real world.
And just like a snap, Jenet's white robes were in tatters, falling around her and her true outfit was revealed to Isyrth.
"Oh. Mine. Santa." Isyrth gasped in surprise. "My little Jeny-chan is a dominatrix in this world!" He almost wept at how disturbed he was at this revelation.
Under Jenet's baggy disguise was her true form and dress. Two small but terribly demonic wings sprouted from its back and the halo dissipated in the air. His white robes were gone when they were replaced by a black leather jumpsuit that clung to his hourglass figure like a second skin. Its huge, larger than life, knocked so hard on that small number of leather, almost tearing the weak material in a desperate effort to breathe. Long, sexy legs that were perfectly smooth and undamaged were folded in a polite and elegant way. She wore nothing on her small feet. A long, thin, black tail swung behind it, moving in the air without breaking the rhythm.
Isyrth's perfect little angel, Jenet, was not how she first introduced herself. Well, at least this Jenet lied, the real one was still too innocent to be caught in an outfit like that.
While Isyrth was checking her out, Jenet flushed with embarrassment. "I am not a dominatrix! I am a Succubus! I need sex to live!" She defended herself.
"That doesn't explain the outfit ..." Shawna chuckled sideways.
"My Santa !! You look like a sex addict!" Isyrth gasped in horror.
As much as Shawna loved to see this happen, she had a very busy schedule and wanted to be fucked by this werewolf sooner or later. So she did what needed to be done. She walked behind the werewolf and slapped him on the back of the head.
"Hey! Stop wasting my time! We're here for a reason, remember?" She remembered it before returning to her friend Succubus. "Jenet, we need your Aphrodisiac Charms." Shawna told her.
"My Aphrodisiac Spells? What do you need them for?" Jenet asked as she stood up. Well, it's more like it has floated. It appears that the tiny wings on its back may expand to allow it to float. Isyrth wasn't sure what kind of science you would need to understand how it worked, but he just assumed it was way beyond your comprehension anyway.
Shawna jerked a thumb in Isyrth's direction. "The wolf boy here wants to fuck Little Red Riding Hood and he said he would give me a chance on that dick if I help." The witch explained.
The floating Succubus looked surprised, really surprised. "Does he want to have sex with her ?! Didn't you tell him the stories?" Jenet asked.
Shawna just nodded. "Yes, but he's determined to fuck this girl. That's why I need your help."
Jenet looked at Isyrth, well, more specifically his penis. Like all the other women who happened to see Isyrth's member, she was impressed, or rather breathless, as that was a more appropriate term.
"It's quite ... big ... to be flabby, isn't it?" Jenet asked.
"It just gets bigger." Isyrth blinked.
That seemed like a good enough answer for Jenet. "And if I help, I imagine that you would let me play too?" She asked him.
"I don't see why not, I think you're very cute." Isyrth shrugged.
Jenet tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Hmm, I've never experienced a werewolf before ... and I'm sure you would give me enough energy to support me for a long time ... and you have a big dick ..." She hummed to herself before finally deciding about an answer for the two before it. "Okay, I'll help. Let's get started."
"Wait, are you going to teach us magic?" Isyrth asked.
"Not." Jenet simply denied it. "No mortal can cast this type of magic, only a Succubus or an Incubus can. What I need, though, is your semen." She told him.
"What?" Isyrth and even Shawna asked in surprise.
Jenet chuckled at her stupor. "Believe me idiots! I know what I'm doing! Little Red is certainly going to be a difficult case to solve, so I need as much energy as I can muster to cast an Aphrodisiac Charm that would be strong enough to keep her under the influence The best way to recharge my own energy is to have sex with a man, "she explained.
Isyrth's jaw dropped. Puppy, there goes your brave oath to keep your first drop of semen for the girl. "Is there any other way?" Isyrth asked. "Why can't Shawna help you?"
"Because Shawna is a girl, silly! I may be able to feed on her a little, but it would take a long time. Just doing it with you would speed up the process. I'll even settle for oral sex if it makes you feel better." Jenet offered.
"Ugh! You Jeny-chan, have fun!" Shawna pouted.
Scratching the back of his neck, Isyrth sighed. "Are you sure there is no other way?" Isyrth asked the one who received a nod from Succubus floating in front of him. Reluctantly, he agreed. "Good..."
"Wonderful!" Jenet clapped her hands enthusiastically. "Do you prefer to sit or stand?" She asked.
Isyrth looked around. "Uhh ... sitting?" He said as he sat on the bed where Jenet was already sitting. He walked over to the bed and settled on it, spreading his legs so that his cock and balls now sat beside the bed.
Like the happy little Succubus she was, Jenet floated between her legs and smiled. "I knew you would see it my way!" She told him before looking at his resting cock. "Get ready, because I can only suck the life out of you!" She teased before licking her lips.
"She really could ..." Shawna said in a dejected tone as she pulled up a chair and sat down in anger, upset that her friend / lover was giving her first chance on the stick she found first.
Taking his soft cock in her even softer hand, Jenet started to gently pull his hand up and down, trying to make the blood flow to the undoubtedly remarkable penis he had. She was excited to see what had so impressed Shawna that she would face Little Red just for a chance to have buried him deep inside her. That thought made Jenet's rapture flood with excitement. Shawna risking her life for a dick, was it that good?
Isyrth began to moan softly as his hand worked its magic. Slowly and continuously, blood was beginning to pump on its axis. Before her own eyes, Jenet watched and felt the long piece of meat in her hand start to harden and throb with her heartbeat. As if to pass the time until he was fully erect, Jenet slid her hand around his pelvis, wondering how most of his body was covered in hair, except for his chest, abdomen and pelvis. Even his bag of balls, which was stretched like a rubber band to contain his fucking revolving testicles, was hairless. It was truly a remarkable feat of nature. One that she would soon have buried in her throat while sucking on his wonderful penis that he should keep for another woman.
"Wow...!" Jenet's eyes widened with lust and a hint of fear when Isyrth's cock went up like a thick, plump obelisk to meet his gaze. She was very afraid to try to count the centimeters, because she knew that the answer would undoubtedly make her even more afraid. However, that same fear that she too had made her pussy weigh even more and her whole body started to heat up with lust.
"It's huge, Isyrth ..." Jenet praised in a low, seductive voice. That low purr of need and lust, coupled with his half-closed eyes made Isyrth's cock jump with excitement, a small drop of pre-enjoyment trickling over her. "Are you really going to fuck us with that fat, juicy cock?" She asked even though she knew the answer.
Isyrth's only response was a low moan that might even pass out as a growl. His foreplay was phenomenal! Who knew that a Succubus could get him to solve this easily with just the use of his hand?
Looking at his penis as if it were some kind of wild and dangerous animal, Jenet could no longer resist the overwhelming temptation she felt when she looked at him. It exceeded all your expectations, generous expectations! His penis was much longer and fatter than she could have expected! She could only ask herself if it tasted as good as she thought it would, but that was a question that she could easily answer now!
Opening her mouth, opening those fleshy, juicy red lips she had, Jenet leaned forward to pin her fat purple tip between them and smother the mushroom's head in her loving kiss. Isyrth's head flew back and her throat released a throaty growl that sent shivers down her and Shawna's spine. He was an animal, something that was evident from his penis, but he walked and talked like a human. He even treated them with respect and compassion. Jenet was sure that if it were any other man, let alone a werewolf, they would have already thrust his whole penis straight into his throat. Isyrth was probably holding an enormous amount.
Her soft, velvety lips slowly pushed further and further down his shaft, fully covering his blind head and moving downward with every throbbing inch of his shaft. Each vein would soon pass over her thick lips and Isyrth was shaking with excitement. Perhaps he was the luckiest man / werewolf in the world at the moment. It wasn't every day that anyone could experience these heavenly foreplay, no, demonically good.
Letting one hand venture out of bed, Isyrth let his right claw reach Jenet's head and gently stroked her short, flowing hair of that silvery blue that he couldn't name. Then again, since no one but his own sister shared his hair color, Jenet never seemed to care that people couldn't name him correctly. Of course, it didn't matter to Isyrth now, since she was sucking on his cock with so much love and care that he was used to it. His long, soft tongue licked the throbbing underside of his shaft, teasing him with his spongy muscle. His fingers now held her hair tightly when she started to suck.
Jenet realized that she had reached an impasse. Never before has she struggled to get such a sting in her mouth. As a Succubus, Jenet had little or no choice as to who she ate, so she met a lot of guys, however, she was always partial to women before. Then, as she had little practice with a penis of this magnitude, her lips and jaw screamed in pain as she tried to open her mouth wide enough to accommodate her thick penis. Then, to give herself some time to gather enough courage to continue, she went back to sucking on his cock with as much enthusiasm as she could muster.
Fortunately for Jenet, she had gone further than she imagined with more than half his length tucked into her beautiful face. An achievement that many possibly would never accomplish. Also, much to her surprise, Isyrth looked like she was reaching the end of her own resistance, something for which she was grateful. Too bad it wasn't exactly a good thing for her.
Isyrth used the tuft of hair in his hand to gently pull Jenet's head off him, taking his swollen friend's cork out of his mouth with just a thick strand of saliva connecting his bulbous head to his fleshy, fucking lips. When he did, Jenet gasped as she completely forgot about the need for air. Honestly, it was a miracle that she lasted so long without breathing! Isyrth greatly appreciated his efforts.
"Jenet, if you are well, I would like to get your huge breasts to work!" Isyrth said with a wicked smile, already reaching the deep neckline of his leather jumpsuit. His long, terrifying fingers touched her bare skin and made her shiver in a mixture of fear and excitement. She was completely baffled by the werewolf's polite nature to ask her and her confident attitude of already ripping her top off!
Speaking of tearing off your shirt, Isyrth was terribly excited about it, too. His cock reached a level of hardness that was only reached when he abstained from sex for more than a week, all because he saw those two huge ripe melons leaping out of his tight top. The two obese twins rocked, jumped and staggered as they settled on top of their chest. Isyrth licked his lips, knowing he would never tire of that sight. Perhaps the only thing that could beat a topless Jenet would be a topless and bottomless Jenet!
"So much for just oral sex ..." Shawna murmured as she stood up and joined Isyrth on the bed, looking at Jenet. "I should have guessed that Jenet's mere presence would put a beast like you in heat." The witch laughed with a twinkle in her eye, resting her chin on Isyrth's shoulder.
Isyrth looked the witch deeply in the eye and could read her thoughts. Shawna wanted to be fucked. About.
"Well, how could I resist you both now? You both pissed me off, so now it's time for you to pay the bill. So why don't you go ahead and join our little friend?" Isyrth smiled, moving his eyes down to focus on Shawna's delicious melons.
Shawna reflected her mischievous smile, caressing her own breasts for her own pleasure. While she played with her fleshy orbs of flesh, she looked at her friend. "Well, Jenet? Would it matter if I joined?" Shawna asked, playing with the neckline of her black dress.
Jenet blushed deeply, her whole face turning red, despite being a demon who loved sex. "It would help tremendously ... it is a very big job ..." She whimpered.
Without further ado, Shawna pulled on her black dress until her breasts protruded and protruded. "Alright then, let's teach this wolf boy how we fuck!" The witch stated with a smile.
Reaching out to pinch a firm nipple on Shawna's chest and using her other hand to do the same on one of Jenet's nipples, Isyrth gave the two respective nipples a playful tug. "Now, ladies, I'm used to getting titfuck from two girls at the same time, why don't we continue the tradition?" Isyrth offered.
Isyrth fell back on the bed, lying down with his arms behind his head and a happy smile on his face. Looking at each other, Shawna and Jenet knew exactly what to do and slid into their respective places with Jenet on their left and Shawna on their right. At the same time, the two girls tapped the huge knockers on their pelvis with their stout column of flesh in the center of their four breasts. More pre-enjoyment began to trickle down the top of his tip, feeling the wonderful pleasure of his tender flesh against his cock.
"I already hate it ..." Shawna pouted. "Your cans look much bigger than mine ..." In fact, it looked like Jenet's overflowing breasts were almost eclipsing Shawna's bust, something that was no easy task considering that Shawna's were almost the size of her head ! Of course, it was a beautiful sight, however, their slightly different skin tones colliding and their breast meat colliding with each other with a huge stick in the middle, one that was threatened to be swallowed by its combined racks.
"F-Fuck it." Isyrth groaned, Jenet's sucking had already taken him so far that this double fuck was something like sexual punishment. Why did he choose this for himself, Isyrth didn't know why, but did he regret it? Of course not, this was one of the greatest experiences of his life. Her huge breasts hugging his cock were her cure for everything. He just couldn't wait to have her giant breasts covered with his sweet, sticky seed and watch them swallow it in their mouths as if it were the last food on earth.
Jenet looked away from her breasts as she and Shawna slowly began to move them together, their pair of agitated globes moved upward, Shawna's firm melons moved downward, massaging his cock from all angles and sides. "Does that please you, Isyrth-sama?" How could she not have used the honorary title? Did this man literally make a Succubus fight to get him out and made her ask for the help of a witch in a double fuck just to get him out? He earned her respect.
"Sure! You two are incredible!" Isyrth was thrilled to see them work on it until completion. The only place he would like to feel surrounded by those huge, malleable breasts was perhaps his face, but he was content to let his cock see all the action, especially when he felt his hard, pointed nipples caress the sides of his flesh. hot. Perhaps that was what made him feel a sudden tug in the groin.
"Oh man ... I'm coming." Isyrth realized with a low whisper. "Jenet. Take your mouth!" Isyrth told her, knowing that she had to somehow get the semen in her body in order to gain the necessary energy. Well, that didn't mean that Isyrth wouldn't continually give her more charging opportunities once he got gas again.
With jealousy clearly evident on his face, Shawna leaned back a little to let Jenet lower her head and once again take that throbbing stick in her mouth while she was still being hugged by her giant scouts. Underneath one of her breasts, Shawna could feel her hanging bag tighten as he prepared to blow his seed into the beautiful Succubus' mouth. The only thing more painful for Shawna besides letting Jenet take her load, was that she had to prove it and have it all to herself, why couldn't she prove Isyrth? But she would have to give in and let Jenet attack, otherwise Isyrth would never get over Little Redhead.
"Ugh! Fuck it!" Isyrth cursed when her belly was involuntarily lifted by Jenet, forcing her back to arch and his cock to rise further out of her breasts and into Jenet's mouth. The light-haired girl was sucking violently, her cheeks withering with the pressure of her sucking. Shawna had never seen Jenet look so obscene and naughty.
It was then that an idea came to Shawna's head. It was a truly fantastic idea. Pulling her large, perky breasts off her lap to let Jenet's gelatinous pair take over, Shawna played her mouth over Isyrth's, grabbing her rough lips with the softest ones and wasting no time in pushing her tongue for a truly sensual and sexy touch kiss. If she couldn't prove her semen, she would prove everything else he had as compensation.
Isyrth's eyes widened when he felt Shawna totally dominate the French kiss. It was a great surprise to share such an enthusiastic kiss when it entered another woman's mouth. The Shawna of his world usually joined him to carry his load in such a strange way that it was a new experience for him. Strange, wasn't it?
"Mmm! Mhhm!" Jenet gurgled when large amounts of Isyrth's boiling sperm flooded his mouth. Even while she did her best to swallow the thick mud, streams still escaped her lips and splashed on her wonderful breasts. His respect for Isyrth grew even more with the amount of hot, sticky cum he was producing. Savoring it, Jenet couldn't help wanting more, so her enthusiasm increased when she started to swing her head up and down on his still ejaculating cock.
Isyrth's moans and moans increased, one hand running through Jenet's hair while the other made it easy to go down Shawna's back to reach her bubbly ass to feel the touch. It was incredible to release a load of this magnitude. He felt like his body had been building up for a long time and, luckily for him, Jenet didn't plan on quitting drinking.
Interestingly, Shawna pulled away from the deep kiss to fill her lungs with air and turned to see that Jenet was still swallowing her semen. "Dear sir!" Shawna gasped in total shock. "How much seed can you produce?" She asked, dipping her hand between Jenet's plump breasts to retrieve his cock.
Jenet was terribly disappointed when Shawna took it upon herself to get that perfectly wonderful cock out of her mouth, but her disappointment turned to shock when she felt his hot, slimy strings explode on her face, hair and breasts.
"Wow ... look at all this ..." Jenet gasped when the last of her dying burdens started to trickle down his cock and into the crack of her wonderful breasts. "There is so much!" Taking her finger to one of the countless strings on her breasts, Jenet cleaned it and brought it up to eye level, where she inspected it.
"Are you sure you're a werewolf part?" Shawna asked with a sly smile. "Because with balls like these, you might as well be a bull." She told him with a lick of her lips.
"Sorry, Jenet." Isyrth apologized as he gently pushed her away from him, while still making eye contact with Shawna. "But now I'm kind of obliged to show Shawna that I am capable of much more." He said.
Jenet nodded in understanding as she moved to the foot of the bed. "Please feel free, Shawny has a lot to offer." Jenet said politely, secretly jumping up and down inside her head, happy that Shawna would warm him up for her.
With Jenet out of it, Isyrth leaned over. "Shawna, take off that fucking dress, please." Isyrth said / commanded.
Shawna's cunt gushed with her authoritative tone. "As you wish ..." She said as she moved away from the bed, took off the witch's hat and then grabbed the shoulders of her flowing black dress. To give a little show to the beast that would totally destroy her, she slowly put her legs together, trying to get rid of her uncomfortable arousal, even for a little while. If she knew better, she would just assume that revealing her flexible body to this complete stranger gave her a strange feeling of perverse excitement. However, Shawna knew that the item that was causing her irritating arousal was the meat club between Isyrth's legs. Of course, what was supposed to be hidden Isyrth only made him laugh and cross his arms.
"I don't have Shawna all day! So either you lie on this bed face down and butt up or you won't be fucked until later today!" He told her with a big smile on his face, loving that he was the one in the position of power, not her.
Almost like turning on a light switch, Shawna had her dress down and was in the position on the bed that Isyrth had told her to keep her pretty face down and her big round booty in the air. Stepping on the floor and looking appreciatively at the position she was in, Isyrth grabbed her beautifully thick thighs and dragged her down until she was facedown with her feet almost touching the floor, but her ass was still in the perfect position to take a brutal fucking from Isyrth's standing position.
"Jenet." Isyrth cried out, looking at the busty beauty as she cleaned herself of his thick sperm. "Come and sit at Shawna, please." He asked her. Although Jenet found this a little strange, she agreed. Isyrth helped her up on the larger woman and had her sitting right on Shawna's lower back with her body facing Isyrth. In position, Isyrth could easily switch between girls as he chose.
'Time for some really fun girls, I know you two are going to love this!' Isyrth thought with enthusiasm.
Leaning over Jenet, Isyrth began to whisper in his ear. Shawna heard this and immediately suspected a crime. "Hey!" Shawna shouted at them. "What are you doing? What are you two planning on?" She asked. Of course, the two haven't answered yet, but she heard Jenet's laughter and Isyrth's footsteps as he walked away from the bed.
"Now, Shawna, although I am willing to fuck you two sooner or later, there is a problem." Isyrth started talking as he walked over to a nearby bookshelf and picked up a bottle of suspect fluid.
"What! What?" Shawna started to struggle under Jenet, but the smaller woman somehow managed to keep her in place. "What problem?!" She screamed.
"I'm going to hold your pussies, so I'm going to fuck your asses now." Isyrth revealed.
"What?!" Shawna screamed in shock, but, strangely, did not move or struggle an inch.
'I got you!' Isyrth shot himself. 'No matter what version of Shawna she is, she will always love to be fucked in the ass!'
"It will be so hot!" Jenet screamed like a happy and dizzy little girl on Christmas morning, only instead of getting presents, she will get a lot of courage in the ass. She moved over Shawna, very anxious to get this anal train rolling. Since Jenet's outfit was merely an extension of her own demonic powers, Jenet wished that she would reveal her entire nubile body to him. "Fuck me, you big, bad wolf!" Jenet stimulated him with some hip movements for him.
"Wait, Jenet, I know you don't need a lot of lubricant, but I bet Shawna will need a lot!" Isyrth smiled as she opened the bottle of olive oil Jenet used to cook with and began to pour an excessive amount of oil between Shawna's pasty buttocks.
Of course, it made the older woman squirm when that very familiar feeling started to spread through her body. "Ugh!" Shawna gasped when that cold, thick liquid began to seep into its forbidden entrance. "Are you going to fuck me in the ass just because you want to save your first pussy for the redhead?" Shawna asked.
"Now, Shawny." Isyrth clicked his tongue in disappointment. "Jealousy doesn't suit you. Besides, I think it's even more intimate. I'm going to fuck you in the one place that no one else can. How special is that?" He asked as he grabbed one of his voluptuous hips with one hand while the other poured some lubricant over his penis and then started spreading. Once his own penis was fully lubricated to facilitate entry, he aligned it with his tight wrinkle.
"Give it to her, Isyrth!" Jenet applauded, her lush nature gaining power over her innocent side. "Fuck that big ass with everything you have!" She encouraged.
Leaning forward to give Jenet a small kiss on the lips, Isyrth simultaneously pushed the head of his penis into Shawna's ass. He could add a little more easily.
"Wow." Isyrth said in shock when his penis was already halfway there, it was very hot to see his mammoth cock squeezed into his tight little hole, the rest of his penis was protruding against his ring as he tried to sink further. "I thought about you ... it would be tighter. I think it's just the lubricant doing its job." The werewolf shrugged his shoulders before placing both hands on her hips. Once again, easily, Isyrth sank further into the witch's tight ass.
"Rrrggh! Ugh!" Shawna's nails dug into the sheets while Isyrth completely filled her bottom with his cock. "Your dick is too big! It is so big!" She moaned. Her voice may have illustrated that she wanted him to take it off immediately, but her big, round ass was trying to push him in further.
"Fuck the slut! Fuck the slut!" Jenet encouraged, something far out of her normal demeanor. This was really a different world than he was normally used to. The girl with light silver blue hair was jumping on top of her buddy, furiously fucking herself in front of him.
"Kiss me again, Jenet. I want to taste you." Isyrth leaned forward once more, getting close to balls deep in the tight ass he was about to fuck. Its dangling balls could feel the heat of Shawna's wet fragment.
Jenet smiled and happily granted his wish. "So romantic ~" She passed out.
Their lips met in a hungry confrontation, the two of them started to fight with their tongues while they were busy with another job. In Jenet's case, she was sticking three or four fingers into her hungry pussy while Isyrth started pushing in and out of Shawna's back door, moving at speeds that seemed too rough to move when she fucks an ass. But Isyrth didn't care, and as far as he could tell by the way the witch's pussy squirted, Shawna absolutely loved it too.
"Ugh! Fucking big! You're tearing my ass!" Shawna's head flew back and she sank further into the mattress, arching her back so that her ass was raised to meet her thrusts. Normally, Jenet's fingers or even the occasional tongue on her small ass were enough to make Shawna come, but this big, juicy cock that Isyrth had was working wonders on her. If she could, she would persuade him to never leave this hut and continue to fuck meaningless day after day. In Shawna's mind, Little Red could go fuck herself.
'This is just my warm-up!' Isyrth thought with a smug smile on her face as Jenet nibbled on her chin. 'As soon as I'm done here, I'm going to hit that little redhead on the floor and make her fall in love with my dick! His body started to heat up with excitement. His thrusts became even faster, almost blinding. Good thing the lube was holding, his cock was moving in and out as smooth as it would have in her pussy.
"Isyrth ~" Jenet whimpered lasciviously, holding one of her crushing pumpkins and bringing it to her mouth so that she could suck her own nipple for his and hers pleasure. "Stick with me when you come! I need that thick courage to carry!" She reminded him.
To be continued...