"Sit with me? I'll tell you all about the wand."
That perked her up.
I told her the story of how I got the wand. How it was a gift from my mother who was also a high-class magician. A far better one than I was. It was from a ten-thousand year old petrified tree branch from a world tree which grew in the great forest of the Elves. They call it the Spirit Tree, and it was what most fantasy novels in my previous life would have called Yggdrasil. It didn't have that name here, but the significance was equal. My mother wanted the best for me who chose to be a force magician, and, well, fat lot of good it did me when I was captured by goblins on an easy subjugation mission, though I suspect now that it was that monstrously powerful being they called the Great Protector that actually subdued me before I even knew what was going on.
"What magic Husband do with wand?"
"Well, I'm not a master magician, so mostly lesser magic. I can make balls of fire fly from the tip and throw them at things to burn them. I can make great winds appear and blast someone off their feet and send them flying away. Uh…"
"Why Husband not trick Ivory and take wand? Husband have wand, can escape… not give big seed goblin tribe."
"Let me ask you something, Ivory. Would you rather I take it and kill you with magic, or would you rather I give you big seed?"
"Big seed." She answered with no hesitation.
"The answer is the same for me. I can't have fun giving big seed to a dead goblin."
Truffle returned with the bone-skewer and four mushrooms that had been grilled over the fire pit. There were five, but she sampled one for safety's sake. I took the offered grilled mushroom off of the skewer and blew on it a few times before popping it in my mouth and chewing on it. It was very chewy and kind of juicy. It also tasted a bit like a walnut dropped in dirt, but it was enjoyably edible nonetheless.
Truffle helped herself to another and then handed the bone-skewer with the two remaining ones over to Ivory, who promptly ate them without reservation.
"Mushroom tasty." Bone-taker said before biting off the second mushroom and chewing on it.
"Wonder if Husband mushroom also tasty?" Truffle said after some thought.
"Husband mushroom?"
Truffle pointed to the erect mushroom between my legs, and then proceeded to move her mouth to it, extending out her long tongue and licking it clean, paying special attention to my glans.
"Husband seed-stick look like tasty mushroom." she comparatively confirmed.
Oh, this was an interesting turn of events. A goblin blowjob? I mean, the sharp teeth are terrifying, but their tongues would definitely do the job.
"What do you say, Ivory? Want to lick my mushroom?"
Ivory got down on the ground next to Truffle and with a firm warning from me to them both not to bite it since it wouldn't grow back if they did, I had two goblins licking my mushroom, much to my absolute satisfaction.
"Truffle, want to help me give big seed to Ivory now?"
"Okay, what Husband want Truffle do?"
I picked up the mushroom she had been using on herself.
"You rub her fuckhole with mushroom, and I put my mushroom inside of Ivory, just like I did with you?"
She nodded her assent and I had Ivory lay down onto Truffle's messy straw bed while Truffle climbed on top of her facing me. She took care of keeping the mushroom salivated, and I spread Ivory's pussy lips with my thumbs, teasing her fuckhole with the head of my cock alongside the mushroom Truffle used rub around her gob-clit.
It didn't take long to get Ivory going, and when she was saying her fuckhole felt strange and that she was going to pee, I pushed my dick inside of her, popping her green cherry. Only… there was no cherry to pop. No super heated gushing sensation enveloping my cock.
Hmm, maybe I was wrong about the goblin hymen thing?
No matter, she took my cock like a champ and was quickly cumming now.
"Ivory, do you feel where Truffle is rubbing you?"
"Yes."
"Does it feel good?"
"Feel good."
"Want to make Truffle feel good with us?"
"What Husband want Ivory do?" Ivory asks while I long and hard inside of her .
"I want you to lick her fuckhole with your tongue. Right where she's rubbing you now."
"Ivory lick. Make sure give big seed!"
"Don't worry, I have lots of big seed to give to the both of you." I promised.
One of my hands cupped Truffle's cheek as she grinned, feeling her friend's slimy tongue lick her goblin cunt as she watched me slide my human mushroom in and out of the fuckhole under her.
"Husband? Want Truffle lick Ivory fuckhole?"
"Yeah, I want to watch you lick it." I answered, and she went right to it. Looking up at me as her tongue just snaked itself right along the crease where the mushroom had been doing the job well enough up until now.
I decided to get a little rough with Ivory, so the stimulation was maximized. Ivory was much more vocal than Truffle, but with the two of us attacking her so strongly, she was unable to hold her body still as she came again from the onslaught of two perverted people with intimate mushroom knowledge. Truffle also got to enjoy herself, when I saw her stop licking for a moment and knew she was going through another orgasm courtesy of Ivory.
I pulled out of Ivory, my cock pure white with churned cum, and put it right in front of Truffle's mouth, who was more than happy to lick it clean for me. After that, well, we had loads more sex. And I mean Loads. Thick Loads.
I had pushed Ivory against the wall to her cave-hole and violated her from behind, then I fucked Truffle while Ivory sat on her face and got a tongue-lashing again. I came inside each of them three times before tapping out. Not because I couldn't go on, but because those two were worn out. Both of them were exhausted with sweaty bodies and sticky thighs from all the big seed that just wouldn't stay inside.
Truffle's bed wasn't big enough for all of us to lay down together comfortably, but we managed somehow, with me being sandwiched between the two. Both of the spent girls laying on either side of me, using my shoulders as their pillows. The matter of there being no resistance being found inside of Ivory was also answered finally, when she admitted to sticking a round bone inside of her fuckhole one moon ago.
Ah. She was a woman of culture after all. A bone-lover to the end.
The torchlight had gone out and we had all fallen asleep together.
But I couldn't help wondering who measured up better for Ivory. Me or the Bone who got lucky first?