The Dragon's Head Tavern and Inn, Vorland, 1438 ATC
Ruari slammed open the door to the tavern as the day began to fade away, causing it to put a small scuff in the wall behind it. She marched up the stairs and swiftly made her way to the bar, giving anyone whe so much as looked at her for a second too long a glare that could cut steel. With a small, annoyed sigh, she sat on the stool, leaning onto the counter and directing her sights outside the window while she waited for a drink to be placed in front of her.
''Hiya Rauri.'' Venser said slowly with a wave sitting at the end of the bar. He was wearing his usual entertainer outfit and seemed fairly relaxed. His eyes were red and glazed over and he held one of his usual light green cigars in one hand. He swayed back and forth singing some obscure song. ''Feel the arms of the ocean as it breaks into the skin, of the waves of the motion open wide and spread open, so closeee and so farrr awayyyy from something somethingggg reality...!'''' He took a puff of cannabis cigar and stood up, walking over to the seat where Rauri sat and sat down beside her. Glancing over at the sandy haired barmaid in the green dress who was ignoring him for the past three days and helping a few other patrons who ignored him too.
He kissed her tanned cheek close to her lips and then asked, ''Wanna get high? Brea doesn't... Actually probably best not to talk to her tonight.''
"No, I don't." Ruari grumbled, gritting her teeth. "The only thing I want to do right now is kill someone." She turned her head too look him in the eyes with the same glare she had given the others. "And if you don't want to be that 'someone', I suggest you make me the strongest drink you can."
Venser stared into his eyes with his reddened, lazy ones and blinked once. ''Okay. Best I do it and not.... Eh.'' He said simply standing up, grabbing a random tankard from off the shelf. He slammed it down into the barrel of Blue Lagoon but it was stopped by the cover that he had forgotten to take off, making a thud sound. ''Oops.'' He pushed it off and got Rauri a drink, bring the neon blue drink over to her.
''Free for you...'' The handsome bearded bartender said setting it down in front of her. He brushed back some of her crimson hair and said, ''I can be that someone... I don't mind... If it will make you feel better.''
"Thank you," She brought the drink to her lips and took a long draw. She looked down at the liquid in the tankard, swirling it around and thinking. "... Why is it free?" The islandic elf glanced up at him, her gaze still cold and her grip on the cup tight enough to turn her knuckles white, one of her long pointy ears twitching.
''Just take the free drink dear...'' Venser said stroking her hair gently, before disappearing in a puff of thick red smoke and reappearing right beside Rauri. He draped an arm around her and took another drag, breathing out greenish white smoke slowly. ''I'm soo good, this is like, my sixth or seventh one tonight.''
Selina had walked out of her room hearing all the commotion going on and groggily made her way to the bar, having heard their conversation. Selina Nightengale was a was a relatively tall woman, five eleven same as Venser with fair skin, scarred in a few places, an athlete's body, with dark brown shoulder length hair and blue green eyes and wore a long black leather coat that reached her knees and was belted in the front.
"Kill someone huh? Well, don't let me stop you" She gave a wicked smirk before making her way to a stool and placing her rough frame upon it. "Had a shit time have we?" Her head slowly started to spin, remembering she had gotten into quite a fight previously, a slight cut across her cheek just beneath her eye but she had cleaned it up earlier."I suggest if you plan to kill someone, don't go up against a large pack of rival lycans, doesn't end too well."
With a grumble and an ever-tightening grip, the tan islandic elf took another large gulp of her drink. "Trust me when I say I will not be doing that." She called out to the woman, not bothering to look away from her drink. "If I'm fighting anyone it's going to be those damned merchants..."
''Hey hey Selina...'' He gestured to the seat next to him, nuzzling Rauri's head. ''C'mere...'' Venser took yet another puff of his joint and blew out more greenish white smoke that seemed to hang in the air around them. ''What merchants hun...''
She slammed her tankard onto the bar, turning to face both Venser and Angel. "Is it legal to prevent someone from buying goods because of your race?" She asked, her glare becoming even more fierce. ''I've heard things about this continent and I hoped it wouldn't be true...''
Selina looked up at venser for a moment. "I'm fine here thank you, though I could use something to take the edge off." Eying the cigar and inhaling some of the smoke, she then turned to face the light brown elf in the dark blue dress. "Aye unfortunately this day and age it is, though not everyone agrees with it. With more and more free Alphonse island elves running about."
''Sellers have the right to refuse service... Not smart since you need as many customers as possible...'' Venser said slowly inhaling more of the fantastic relaxant he held in one hand. ''I might...'' He shut his eyes and nearly fell asleep in his seat before sitting up and sighing slowly. ''Mhm. Selina, I can help you take the edge off. And so can Ro here...''
"Gods damn it all!" She cursed, growling and crossing her arms, clawing at them. "Not even one potion-- He wouldn't let me buy not one damned potion because I was an elf. You know what happened? Wait, how can I... Oh I know..."
''I mean, up North in Pryldahn a few other places... I know the elves from the Alphponse Islands were slaves but, stick with me Ro and I'll get you whatever potions you want. Fuck em.''
''I get it. Fuck me.'' Ro said with a heavy sigh, moving past the two and grabbing Venser's hand, tugging him down the hall. ''I'm so mad right now I just want to feel better...''
The bearded man gave her a smirk and gladly followed, quickly reaching out to grab the hybrid woman's hand to tug her along as well.
''Let's go then! Selina Nightengale, Ro of the Alphonse Islands. Ro, Selina. Bam.''
Once in his bedroom, Venser kicked off his bright red boots and undid the front of his tunic, opening it to show off his barreled chest.
“So, shall we get started?”
Ro looked at him, indignation rising in her chest as she raised one of the light green cigars to her lips, inhaling the smoke and let it slowly fill her lungs before exhaling it. “Of course, let's do it.”
Passing it to the taller hybrid woman who also took a puff.
''I'm not used to this...'' Selina admitted, taking longer drags than Ruari.
“Very well then,” He gestured elegantly to the bed and moved behind them again, closing the door. “Firstly, sit. Both of you, next to each other.”
They did so. Venser walked around, looking at them from multiple angles.
“Now, you’ve kissed before of course?”
They both nodded. ''Of course... And bit...'' Selina muttered as they casually passed the cannabis between each other.
“Good. Show me. Both of you” He gave a little wave of her hand to indicate that they should start.
Ruari felt a little rushed by the austerity of the command. She looked at Selina, who looked back at her. With a second of unspoken communication, only a shrug from the hybrid woman, they both leaned in and locked lips. The handsome bearded barkeep continued to walk around them, tracing her lip again with one finger.
“Good, good. Move in a little more as you go. Keep up an even pace with each other... Let's see a little love between you two.”
Selina had to admit that she felt a little uncomfortable with Venser watching them. But she kept her eyes closed as she felt the islandic elvish woman's lips part at the tentative urging of the hybrid's questing tongue.
“Mmm,” Venser hummed, gently taking the cigar from them and placing it on the nightstand so neither of them accidently dropped it. “Keep going, pay no attention to what I’m doing.”
That set off a few warning bells for Selina at least. She felt the bed dip, and could tell without seeing that Venser had sat down behind Ruari.
“Why so tense?”
Up until that point Ruari had been fairly engrossed in the kiss, her hands feeling up Selina’s side and the back of her neck. As soon as Venser finished speaking however, Ruari let out a little gasp of surprise. Selina felt Ruari's hot breath inside her mouth and her hands suddenly tense a little, prompting Selina's green blue eyes to open a little. Ruari’s crystal blues were pressed firmly shut.
“What’s with these shoulders?” Venser whispered sensually, his rough fingers gently massaging at Ruari's’s neck and back.
Within seconds the islandic elf’s kissing became all the more engaged, the movements of her hands freer and more questing. Selina closed her eyes again, and after a few moments Venser stood up again.
“Oh come on,” He chided playfully. “The scene... Both of you are lovers locked in a romantic embrace. A little closeness wouldn’t be uncalled for.”
Ruari felt one of Venser’s hands push against the small of her back. She moved around a little and felt Selina do the same, pressing their bodies together. Selina set her arms to close around Ruari’s waist, and Ro gripped into Selina's brown hair.
“That’s better,” The bearded man murmured. “I don’t believe for a moment that you two haven’t kissed before. Ah ha!'' He chuckled, sitting down behind Selina and began working her massage upon her as well. She still moaned into her continuing kiss as Venser sent electricity running down her back.
Transports of pleasure may be a little overwhelming when first they steal upon one, but Selina was acclimatising well to the new sensations. Ro’s taste filled her mouth, her smell penetrated her nostrils as she breathed deeply. Her slender body ran underneath the hybrid’s fingers, and she was overtaken with a sudden urge to seize a hold of Ro’s small breasts. One curious hand lifted tentatively upwards to the spot, when suddenly another hand took her wrist.
''Go on Selina, explore...''
As her hand probed the tender areas of Ruari’s nearly flat chest, her kissing became a little more erratic. Suddenly she broke the kiss and bit suddenly at the nape of Selina’s neck. Selina’s athletic body shuddered in response, and she let out a another pleased growl as the two girls explored each other.
Selina felt Venser lean in behind her, felt him insinuate his strong arms underneath her arm pits, and then felt gentle hands take a hold of her chest. The touch was sensual. Firm yet not overly forceful. Between this, the proximity of Ruari, and the trail of bites and kisses on her neck, the heat in Selina's face seemed to be overriding her brain functions. What was more, a familiar tenseness was building down beneath her gut. A pressure or gnawing sensation like a sleeping creature being roused within a confined space. The hybrid couldn’t help the little gasps and moans the two of them were forcing from her straining throat.
“Very nice as ever... Just Ro do her thing... Relax and try not to go berserk...'' Venser whispered admiringly as he gave Selina's breasts a squeeze, his voice richer and deeper than most humans.
Selina didn’t know whether it was this comment that made Ruari do it, or whether she was merely feeling the same sense of build up as Selina was, but Ruari suddenly took the offensive again, and pushed the hybrid girl onto her back.
“Clothes. Off.”
Venser didn’t interfere for now, but returned to his pacing, watching Ruari pull undo Selina's long black leather coat, exposing her black bra and the faint red claw marks on her shoulder and neck. Ruari pulled her dark blue dress off, revealing her frilly red undergarments, and returned to work. Selina had to fight a certain degree of surprise at Ruari’s aggressive behavior. Both of her hands were closed over Selina’s wrists, pinning her to the bed as her mouth traced her chin up to her mouth and locked them both into another kiss. Once their lips met Selina let out a pleased, animilistic growl, biting at her lip. Before breaking the kiss and playfully biting Ro's neck.
“A lot of people underestimate the importance of foreplay, as much as I love to just jump into it.” Venser said thoughtfully, puffing a few clouds of smoke from his cannabis cigar. Selina noticed out of the corner of her half closed eye Venser biting at her index finger a little as her other hand gently groped her own chest. Her heavy lidded eyes were fixed hungrily upon them, and Selina could only imagine what might be going through the tan elf's mind at the moment.
“Don’t forget the pacing,” He reminded them. “It’s important to understand what your partner is communicating. You both have needs. Feel them out.”
Obediently, Selina’s hands began moving further around. Reaching Ruari’s panties and brushing her hand against the front of it.
Ruari's body was so warm, her mouth hot and eager, the feel of her body pressed against her own was doing wonders to drive Selina’s mind out of control. Ro's stunning new boldness showed itself again as she suddenly abandoned the hybrid’s mouth and slid downwards. Selina looked down with some curiosity, and saw Ro eying her right breast with a predatory gleam in her eye, much to the hybrid's pleasure. Lifting her bra away from it, she gave it an experimental lick that filled Selina’s face and neck with fire.
“Are we sure we haven’t done this before?” Venser asked, smirking. “Exploration.”
Ruari, entirely engrossed in massaging and licking Selina’s breasts didn’t seem quite as aware until Venser kneeled on the bed behind her, sitting up directly behind the short islandic elf, his chest brushing against her back.
“Let’s see how honest we’ve been,” Venser whispered, towering over the pair of them. He reached a hand forward, and slipped it down the front of Ruari’s flat stomach, right down into the lining of her panties. Ro gave a little jump at the touch, and seemed caught between surprise and a lustful desire to continue worshipping Selina’s ample chest. Venser felt around for a moment or two, eliciting little grunts and gasps from Ruari as she hummed thoughtfully.
''Here we go...''
The bearded man pulled back his hand, which glistened with a stickiness that caught Selina’s immediate interest. Her eyes followed those fingers as Venser inspected them with the detached air of the connoisseur. And then apparently as an afterthought, opened her mouth and sucked on her individual fingers with an almost obscene degree of relish, following it up with a puff of his cigar before he set it down again. The dominant part of Selina's mind had a sudden curiosity to know what the stickiness had tasted like.
Venser's left hand moving to brush the front of Ro’s neck, and the other returning to her panty line. “This is very telling,” she said, thrusting her fingers back into Ruari's womanhood. She shuddered, the glow in her face growing. “See? All intact. And so ready.” He held up her fingers again to show Ro what she meant.
Without quite meaning to, Selina sat up, staring at the juice on Venser’s hand. The handsome bearded man grinned and held the hand out.
“Go on,” He murmured seductively. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. She’s giving it to you, after all.”
Selina leant forward, honestly divided about whether or not to actually do it. But the gnawing in her loins was drowning her thoughts out, and she found herself sliding her lips down the fingers, her tongue wrapping itself around the soft skin. The taste was utterly new to her, a strange combination of sweetness and saltiness as the lycan hybrid was not used to laying with women.
Although the taste itself was, to Selina;s’s mind anyway, unremarkable, the effect it had upon her was like a drug. She grabbed a hold of Venser’s wrist to stop him from pulling away, and sucked lovingly at the fingers as though they were coated in nectar. Ruari watched her, biting hard on her own finger as though trying to hold herself back. Venser’s free hand moved from her neck, and took a hold of the top of Ro’s free hand.
He directed Ruari’s hand down to Selina’s thong, and the girl raised a red brow noting that it did not match her bra. It was red and green.
Ro pushed her slightly trembling fingers down into them. Taking hold of the forefinger, she maneuvered it expertly between Selina’s lips, dragging a prolonged moan from the nicely tone werewolf woman.
“Feel that?”
Selina abandoned the dry well of her fingers and was beginning to feel the tight knot beneath her gut burn. She grasped her own breast and began to massage it desperately.
“Oh gods..”
“She seems to like that, doesn’t she?” Venser remarked to Ruari the islandic elf. “Let’s be rid of these, shall we?” He said, unhooking the back of Ruari’s red bra and allowing it to fall away. He gave Ro's small chest an approving grope as she continued to finger Selina.
“Mm,” Venser said thoughtfully kissing Ro on the cheek. “Not bad love, but I think we can do better. Selina, could you roll over please? Ro is going to treat you to something special.”
Selina did as she was bidden like a good submissive mutt, lying back on the bed and revealing that her thong had the words ''Venser's Property'' stitched into the back. Without preamble, Venser leaned forward passed Ruari, and pulled Selina’s thong down her legs and over her feet, casting them lazily aside. Selina felt an agreeable sense of unfamiliar helplessness for once before the two kneeling over her. Ruari was staring down at Selina's tall beautiful body in a lust filled trance, whilst Venser just behind her appeared like a ghostly conscience made manifest, whispering suggestions of lust and desire into the girl's ears, everything in a misty dream like state.
The handsome bearded barkeep gestured with a hand. “Would you mind spreading your legs a little?” Selina did, shivering a little at the sudden slight surge of coldness.
“Now,” Venser began, “We’re going to have to be a little more technical here, Ro. Reach down there and gently pull apart the lips. Yes, that’s it. Be gentle now,” He reminded her, light greenish white smoke filled the room as Selina tensed up at Ro’s touch. “You’re entering a sacred temple, remember. You have to tread carefully, or the mistress of the temple might not let you back in.”
The hybrid could tell that Venser was enjoying himself immensely despite not being able to have his hands on fun yet. His every word, spoken in a hushed and sultry tone had just the faintest tint of satisfaction peppering his instructions. He gazed down at Selina’s exposed womanhood with as much greed as Ruari’s expression had.
“Ahh, there we are,” The bearded man exhaled, running his hands up and down Ro's front as she worked. Ruari had succeeded in finding Selina’s most intimate treasure. “I’m sure you know what power that little button has,” Venser whispered to Ruari, who stared down at it in glowing interest. “With every woman, if you figure out how exactly that button works and how to work it, you can make her do...” He let the sentence hang for a fraction longer than he needed to, holding both of his girls in breath-stopping suspense.
“Anything”
There was a moment or two of complete and utter silence. Selina brushed her brown hair over her shoulder and gazed up at the two with lust filled, lowered eyes that began to darken, whilst Venser's slitted emerald eyes looked over the tan elf girl's shoulder like the serpent in the garden, tempting her to seize the forbidden fruit.
“Well?” Venser asked with a slightly amused inflection. “Come on Ro, what are you waiting for? Remember our fun time with Brea?”
The question seemed to echo Selina’s own mind. What would Ruari do? And when would she do it? She needed to be taken, she needed Ro or Venser to take her. She needed them to do something!
“Oh, the anticipation is killing her... But, some things are worth waiting for...” Venser began licking his lips a bit. Then abruptly, Ro leaned forward, and before Selina could utter a sound, lowered her head. The bearded man smiled more, and Selina pushed herself up slightly, only to instantly fall back again as she felt Ro's breath on her womanhood.
Ruari was not to be outdone, nor underestimated. The islandic elf was now asserting command of herself. She wouldn’t be told what to do by Venser. She knew what to do, and she knew what she wanted, and she was going to have it. But not too fast. She didn’t want it over too quickly. Eyeing the little mound of pink flesh, she extended her tongue just far enough to give it the briefest of contact. Selina’s body gave a little quiver. Despite herself, Ruari grinned, and ran her tongue all the way up Selina’s exposed slit. The stifled moan this action elicited was like a stimulant, fuelling her confidence.
The tan elf braced the hybrid woman's legs apart with her hands, enjoying the feeling of power she had over her as she provoked every little moan of pleasure and gasp with the merest of touches. But then it wasn’t as though she was free from allurement; everything about Selina. The feel of her skin, the moans, the warmth of her, the smell, and the taste, the sight of her nicely toned, somewhat scarred body of a hunter warrior was sending great surges of hormones and longing pulsing through her blood.
Unable to take any more teasing, Selina's hand shot forward and pushed Ruari’s head further in, gripping her curly dark red hair. Ruari tried to pull back in alarm, but stopped when she saw the pained expression on Selina’s sweating face.
Venser licked his lips and slid a hand down his baggy red pants, rubbing his shaft up and down slowly as he watched the two. She watched Selina’s breathing become more shallow, watched her furiously fondling herself as Ruari pressed her tongue deeper and deeper inside. With a slightly crooked smile and roll of her eyes, Venser leaned down over Selina, running a hand over her searing cheek. The beautiful hybrid woman looked back up at him, eyes dark and mouth agape.
“Isn't this wonderful? Letting everyone else do everything for you for once...”
Taking advantage of Selina’s open mouth, she slid her tongue down into her throat, and pushed her hand away from her breast.
Perhaps this was unfair to Selina, or perhaps a gift beyond all others, but Ruari suddenly felt the spectre of jealousy rise up again, and so redoubled her efforts to please. Venser meanwhile was not letting up in the least. She could feel the pressure building in Selina, could read the signs even as she intertwined her tongue around Selina's own. She felt it in the spasms of her the woman’s back, in the heightened moans and whimpers escaping her throat.
“Keep going, Ro,”The handsome bearded man urged, breaking the kiss momentarily as Selina let out a genuine scream of pleasure. Ro reached down and planted her index and middle finger over the hybrid's’s clitoris, knowing full well how to use it to its fullest effect.
“Don’t you dare stop now!”
“H- Ahhh. H-“ The hybrid gasped.
“What was that?”
“H-Hold me down...” The lycan hybrid pleaded. Venser’s eyebrows raised in genuine surprise. “Please, hold m-me down! Hold me down before I rip your throat out! NOW.”
Unable to prevent herself grinning, Venser pulled Ro’s hand up to take over her position on Selina’s pearl. He stared down at Selina contemplatively for a moment or two, and then with surprising strength took hold of Selina’s right arm and pressed it down above her head. Leering down at her, Ven gave a low, ominous laugh.
“So you really do like to be dominated, then. Deep down I always knew... Very much like a dog.” He said to the rough lycan woman who seemed to be in a world of her own now, hooking his thumbs into the top of his baggy red pants and pulling them down, allowing his hard length to spring free, revealing he was going commando the entire time.
“How naughty. Exploration, something I'm sure you've never had... Not like this.”
Selina had never been so turned on as she was right then. As she felt Sonata’s tongue lapping inside her, her own arm twisted above her head, she felt the pressure in her loins pulse.
Venser finally leaned down licked Selina's cheek, then pulled her into a full-blown kiss. She was a bit more aggressive with her tongue than Venser, pushing past his teeth and wrestling her own tongue playfully, biting his lower lip and tugging back. Breaking the kiss and now aggressively biting his neck in multiple spots. The bearded man gave an appreciative groan, just to help him speed things along, then gestured for Ro to move and shifted back on the bed so that he was atop of Selina now.
Ruari started to suck on her earlobe now and Ven reached out with a hand and gently ran his fingertips up one of the islandic elve's thighs still locking lips with Selina, he followed Ro's leg up to her groin. As Venser began to lightly stroke Ruari's nethers, the girl squeaked and bit down on Selina's earlobe for only a moment.
She felt Venser's manhood pressing against her thigh, and shifted to allow him to rub it against the surface of her sex. Venser moaned into her mouth, and he reached down with a hand to guide it inside her.
"Wait," Selina gasped, breaking their kiss.
Venser drew back and raised a brow. ''What?''
The lycan hybrid woman wiggled and shifted under him, flipping herself onto her belly. She thrust her ass into the air and waggled her rear from side to side. "Like this! Like the bitch I am..."
"You'll never change, Selina." The bearded man hastened to follow orders, and Selina shuddered and stretched her arms over the edge of the bed as he mounted her.
Penetration came upon her the way it always did. One moment she was warm, wet, and wanting, and the next moment nothing existed but Venser''s rock solid shaft, pressing against her inner walls, drenched in her juices, stretching her cunt in the nicest way possible.
"Ahhh! Mhmm…!'' Selina Nightengale moaned out, clamping her eyes shut and shuddering more. Every one of his thrusts was accompanied by one of her rough cries of pleasure all while Ruari peered over Ven's shoulders, and then moved around him on the bed.
There was a reason Selina wanted him to take her on her belly and not her back, and it wasn't due to her werewolf nature. She looked back at the red haired elf and flashed her a devious grin, then cocked her head to one side, raising a brow.
Selina grabbed Ruari by the hips, and they both worked to re-position her so that her legs spread to the side of the lycan hybrid's face. Selina looked at her glistening folds, inches away from her face, then up at Selina, who brushed back her hair with a smile, before reaching over to the night stand and picking up one of the lit cannabis cigars, taking yet another slow drag.
She lowered her mouth and dove into Ruari's sex tongue-first, and the islandic elf groaned as her back arched. Ruari tasted like spring water and coconut mixed with sex, and Selina devoured her with enthusiasm. It helped that Venser was plowing her like she was his toy all the while.
'''Rrrrrrrrrrrr...'' Selina Nightengale's dark eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she squeezed them shut as she moaned against into Ruari's tender pussy. Venser was certainly making it difficult to focus, and the gentle, pressing motion of Ro's hips accompanied by her soft cries of pleasure weren't helping either. The lycan hybrid already felt an orgasm coming on.
That was okay, she thought as she leaned into Venser's thrusting. Orgasms were like dessert, and Selina's couldn't come quickly enough. What a truly unexpected night this was.
Selina felt Venser pull himself closer until he was right on top of her and breathing in her ear. The pace of his hips changed, and the athletic hybrid shuddered as he thrust himself into her with deliberate slowness, drawing himself all the way out of her before pushing himself back in to the hilt. "You know... Mmph." The bearded man said through labored pants and grunts of pleasure. "I really do love the way your thighs start to shake when you're about to cum... Ahh."
His thrust was accompanied by a wave of heat and pleasure. " And I love how when I do this..." He bit down on her ear, then drew the tip through his teeth.
"Ammph!" Selina groaned into Ruari once again. ''Rrrrrrr don't make me draw blood form you...''
"You always make that sound." Ven finished. Ro's hips were rolling against her face, and Selina felt a slender press down on the top of her head as Ro let out a deep groan once again. She wedged her shut even more tightly as Venser penetrated her over and over again,
She was close. The hybrid woman used her lips to push back the folds guarding her tender nub and sucked it into her mouth.
"Ah!" The red haired islandic elf cried in a high pitch. Apparently Selina had surprised her. She didn't slow down or soften the force of her tongue, intent on pushing Ruari over the edge as quickly as possible.
It didn't take long. Ruari fell back into the sheets and splayed her hands out on some pillows beneath her as she began to cry out loudly with every panting exhale. She ground her sex into Selina's face, and she let the flowing juices run down her mouth and neck.
''Ahhhhhh…!''
Eventually, Ruari collapsed limply onto the bed with a satisfied sigh. Selina slowly raised her mouth out of the girl's drooling womanhood, and juices drizzled off her face and onto the sheets beneath them her tongue lolling out of her mouth.
"Make her cum," Ro said to Ven. She locked eyes with Selina once again, his emerald greens staring into her darkened reds.
"Make her scream."
Sweat had caused several locks of Selina's lustrous, shiny brown hair to plaster against her face, and her mouth was filled with Ruari's overwhelming taste. She could feel Venser panting hard in her ear, and more importantly, feel him pressing against her inner walls as he slid in and out of her. He'd taken it slowly, keeping her on the brink, and now she wanted it so bad it was like an ache inside her.
And then he started plowing her like she was his shameless little bitch. Deep, penetrating thrusts as fast as he could manage, his bed creaking a bit beneath them. The three of them could hear the sound of their flesh slapping together, could feel the sweat gathering between Selina's back and Venser's belly as he leaned over her. Her heartbeat sounded in her ears, and the edges of her vision blurred as he beat away inside her. She was going to cum, she was going to cum HARD.
"Aaaahhhh!" Selina screamed as she threw her head back. "Aoohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Rrrrrrrrrrrr!"
Her voice was muffled as Ruari locked lips with her and aggressively thrust her tongue into her mouth. Selina responded with her own tongue, her eyes half-lidded as pleasure overtook her body in waves, wriggling on the bed. She heard Venser begin to groan as her orgasm finally subsided.
Immediately, the lycan woman growled and broke away from Ro''s mouth. "Cum in my mouth." She demanded. "Cum on my face! I want the whole Venser Experience!"
"Yes! Venser Experience? Do women actually call it that?" Ro asked blinking her crystal blue eyes a few times, smiling in amusement. ''The Venser Experience...''
Venser pulled out, and Selina flipped onto her back. He brought his throbbing manhood still slick with her own juices, to rest in front of her face, and the rough lycan woman eagerly closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide.
''Ohhh...! Ahhhh…!'' The bearded man moaned as he rubbed his shaft up and down as fast as he could.
The first spurt of creamy spunk landed on her forehead, then strung over her closed eye, across her tongue, and finally streamed down her chin. Selina let out an excited exhale as it touched her tongue. She felt it land against her face, on her throat. When he was done, both Selina and Ven collapsed back onto the bed with Ruari in-between them.
Immediately, Selina felt the soft, wet surface of Ro's tongue drag itself across her eyelid and down her face. She shuddered as Ruari reached her mouth and pulled her into a soft kiss that was laden with Venser's sweet cream.
Eventually, Ro broke away, letting a thin string of fluid to break between their tongues. She continued to clean Selina's face. The ends of her legs were still tingling.
''We're not done yet...'' Ro sat up a bit and brushed back her curly dark red hair, leaning over Selina's body to grab for the light green cigar, taking a few puffs from it while Venser sat up with her, running both hands up her stomach and chest, and the islandic tanned elf leaned back into him.
''Here, try some of this Selina...'' She said handing her the cigar before turning back on the bed to face the handsome bearded barkeep.
"Good," Ro said. She grabbed him by the front and tossed him onto his back. "Because I need to be obliged." Selina watched as Ro straddled him, slowly guiding his still erect cock into herself. Ro groaned, her crystal blue eyes half-lidded as she placed both hand on Venser's barreled chest and then leaned toward him, rolling her hips against his.
"Mmmmm," She groaned, letting her head fall back, her fingers playing with one of his nipple rings now.
Selina's eyes traced the curve of Ro's arched back. She was very thin and barely had a trace of muscle, but the islandic elf did have a rather nice rear end. The girl's dark red hair was behind her, and lips were barely parted as she moaned.
Her thrusts were slow and powerful, and while Venser was moving happily in time with her, there could be no doubt that Ro was in control for now. A burning need overtook Selina as she watched them.
Venser let out his signature, low seductive growl as Ruari began to ride his cock. "What are you waiting for, Selina? Come here.''
Selina scooted up beside him and began to give him kisses. Venser smiled against her mouth, nuzzling her head. With her close to them now, presenting her naked toned body to them. The bearded man grabbed her around the waist with one arm, gently guiding her downward. His tongue slid along the wet lips of her cunny as soon as she was properly positioned.
"Mmph," Selina moaned as Venser's tongue explored all her tenderest places.
Ro's head rolled forward, and her eyes shot open, as though she were noticing Selina for the first time. As she ground herself against Venser, she gave Selina an intense stare. Drool gathered at the corner of her open mouth and trickled down her chin.
She leaned forward, slowly so as not to interrupt Venser's work. Ro leaned forward as well, and they met halfway. Selina slowly drew her tongue up to the corner of mouth before eagerly plunging her tongue into her mouth. Ro, like always, took things slowly, and their tongues tangled together in a gradual dance.
Selina's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she brought an arm up to wrap around Ruari's head. She felt Venser's tongue working against her clit furiously, and realized that her next orgasm was not far off.
She felt Ro trembling under her as their tongues and lips slid over one another without regard for which was which. She tasted Ro's need, and pulled the hybrid woman closer as her body tightened. She smelled sweat, sweet nectar and sweet cream and felt Venser writhing beneath them through her aching legs. A high pitched, slightly muffled moan reached her ears, and she realized that the sound was her own voice.
She was cumming for a second time.
As her body was once again wracked with pleasure, Ro began to lightly suck on Selina's tongue, and she was once again left to moan into her mouth. Venser did not slow down despite her shaking. He locked his lips around her nub and pulled it against his tongue. Between the two of them, Selina trembled as she tried to contain herself.
When it subsided, she pulled herself onto Venser's barreled chest and wrapped her arms tightly around Ruari. She broke away from their case. "Thanks, Ven!" she called back. His response was a groan. "Hmm," Selina whispered into Ro's ear. "I think he's close again... Amazing.''
Ro's response was to take Selina's earlobe into her mouth and gently bite down on it. She let out a tight little moan. "You too, huh?"
"Aaahhhhh!" Ruari screamed as she released Venser's nipples and threw her head back. Beneath her, Vensers back arched. Selinai pressed her forehead against Ro's and rode every one of her convulsions with her. She felt the islandic elf's hot breath on her face and trembled.
Eventually, both Ruari and Venser stopped. Ro pulled herself off of the handsome barkeep, fluids drizzled out of her womanhood and onto the handsome bearded barkeep. Selina fell back to lay beside him on the bed, and Ruari followed suit pulling the silk covers around them, nuzzling his neck and allowing him to be in the middle. It was his bed, his room after all.
"Mmmmmm, What a perfect night...'' Ruari sighed, Selina gave a tired yawn, biting Venser's shoulder once, her eyes returning to their normal greenish blue as she closed them again and began to drift off to sleep.
"Mhmm," Venser said, nodding. "Making my lovers happy is what makes me happy. And what better way to make someone happy than sex? Maybe a nice cannabis cigar before AND after sex..." He said reaching out again, grabbing one of his still lit cigars and puffing on it, letting out a calm, relaxed and pleased sigh.
''You know I'm going to be selling a ton of these soon...'' He mumbled quietly, before staying quiet all together so they could all rest.
Finishing it and wrapping his strong arms around the women on each side of him, Venser soon joined them both in the land of sleep.