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I sure hope y'all are up for a doozy because this story got a lot bigger than I originally planned lol. Oh and anyone turned off by futa or futa on male should give this a pass. If that's your cup of tea then read on and (hopefully) enjoy!

A hush fell over the court as a final, climactic roar shook the very foundations of the woodland realm only to be followed by a deafening silence. None of the Fey within the grand halls knew of their champion's fate. Not even the Queen of Golden Blossoms could say for certain as she sat upon her gilded throne. Her once serene countenance was marred by a worry greater than any she'd yet expressed and those around her couldn't help but mimic her concern as it all but radiated from her resplendence. Even the magic suffusing the very air they so timidly breathed seemed to be dampened by uncertainty as they waited. As they waited for their hero to return triumphant or the beast that'd slain her to finally make it's attack on the very heart of the kingdom.

No glittering, golden petals fell from the canopy of branches that formed the throne room. All the birds had ended their joyous songs. Even the gentle croak of the frogs squatting within the babbling brook coursing through the hall had been stifled. Nothing moved and nothing spoke as an ever growing silence weighed down upon them all like a shroud.

The tension had grown so unbearable nearly everyone in the court flinched when the Queen rose to her feet. They flinched at the soft rustle of her silken garments and they flinched again as one of the guardians that stood ever at her side asked, “My Lady, what are you doing?”

Holding her head high as she approached the bramble thicket filling the once open archway leading out of her court she stood proud and bold as she said, “If the beast has won . . .” the faintest of tremors filled her voice and her people sank even deeper into melancholic worry, “If the beast has won I will not face it on my throne. I will die on my feet. I will die before any of those I've failed to protect.”

Her golden glad soldiers moved to flank her, spears at the ready and shields braced in the earth, “We cannot—”

“You will do as I command.” She interrupted, still looking at the brambles as she waited for the end she'd tried so hard to avoid, “Take my sons and daughters from her. Take all our people away. They need fall victim to the same prophecy that's taken me.”

“My Lady—”

“Do as I command.”

Speaking neither angrily nor curtly her voice was almost pleading. Though she couldn't bring herself to beg she didn't need to. Her guards turned away at once and the rest of the court stepped back. Save of course the eldest of her children, “But Mother I—”

“Do as I command . . .”

“Mother you need not—”

“Do as I command . . . Please.” Looking back at her children and those she adored more than life itself the Queen feigned a warm smile even as single tear rolled down her cheek. “Please . . .”

Every heart within her court broke and many wanted to speak out, to defy her commands and stand with her until the bitter end, but none could go against her. Few could even stand to meet her beautifully tender gaze as she looked to each of them in turn. One by one they were led to the back of the hall by the guards. One by one they followed her commands even as every last part of them wanted desperately to refuse with each passing moment.

Before any of her children could defy her one last time a thunderous crash filled the air. Everyone but the Queen and her guards let out a frightened gasp. Both soldiers turned away from their charges without a thought, sprinting towards their Lady as the brambles before her bent and twisted inward. No matter how fleet of foot they were they could never hope to reach her in time. No matter how desperately they wished to save her they would never be able to stop the beast that'd plagued them for so long. But still they charged forth even as the Queen slowly closed her eyes and turned her face towards the heavens. She was ready for her end.

The last line of defense protecting her court exploded into the hall as a massive, blood soaked goat's head burst through the barrier. It skipped across the ground spraying gore everywhere before skidding into a furrow as it's horns dug into the earth. A chorus of gasps and screams rang out as nearly everyone in her court flinched away. Her guards continued their mad dash forward while the Queen slowly looked down at the monstrous head laid before her.

When she tore her gaze away from the inexplicable sight she was met with the twisted grimace of a great lion's head. Nearly too large to fit through the archway it stared at her with black, dead eyes and she felt afraid. But before she could do more than take a single, shuddering breath the beast's second head dropped to the earth beside the goat's, revealing the woman holding it aloft.

“I didn't even break a sweet!” Tarron roared, wiping the blood and guts from her face.

All the court stared at her in disbelief, the once graceful soldiers charging forth stumbling and sinking to their knees as adrenaline gave way to exhausted relief. Once more looking to the heads laid at her feet the Queen stared at her savior with a look of shock, her golden eyes opened wide as color returned to her golden brown cheeks. Tarron laughed at all of them as she unfastened the enormous snake she'd tied about her waist after cutting it from the chimera's rump. Tossing it onto the goat and lion heads with unabashed glee she folded her arms and smiled up at the Queen with entirely justified pride.

“You slayed it?” The Queen finally remarked. Shock and uncertainty filled her voice even as she yet again looked down at the proof of Tarron's victory.

“Course I did!” She replied, “You know anythin that can survive without it's heads?”

“But . . . but how did you succeed Master Dwarf?” One of the soldiers asked.

“Well first I cut off one head. Then another. Then the last. After that I dragged the lot here as proof I killed em!”

“But how?” The Queen asked.

Tarron smirked a little wider and shrugged her shoulders, “I sharpened me axe real nice before I started choppin!”

Nobody could quite believe what they were hearing and they certainly couldn't comprehend what they were seeing. No matter how close the court moved to the beast's severed heads many simply couldn't fathom an end to the terror they'd suffered. Let alone how it was solved by a single Dwarf who'd wandered into their woods without any greater justification than simple boredom.

It was all but impossible to believe and many eyes turned to Tarron after the grotesque sight of the severed heads she'd brought grew too unbearable. Covered from head to toe in the dark, almost black, blood of the chimera she looked like she'd bathed in the creature's guts. Every solitary inch of her once gleaming plate was smeared with gore and her face didn't fare all that much better. Only her glittering green eyes were visible and her fiery orange hair was so completely drenched there was no hint of its original color. And whenever she smiled her glittering white teeth contrasted so fiercely with the blood soaking her alabaster skin it was almost frightening. Were it not for her good cheer she might've frightened them more than the chimera. Indeed some were almost afraid of her as she stood so boldly before them.

Even their beloved Queen seemed so taken aback she could only ask the most simple, unimportant of questions as the blood of the beast meant to kill her pooled at her feet, “Where is your axe?”

“I left it with the rest of the monster! I spent a little while cuttin it up so you lot could get rid of it easier but it was such a bloody hassle I gave up!”

Tarron's words were met with a long, stunned silence before the Queen spoke again, “Thank you . . .”

“Ahhh don't mention it!” Their savior exclaimed, idly waving a hand and flinging gore all over, “I barely made it thought the thing's midsection before I gave up! You lot are gonna have your work cut out for ya!”

Her grin widened a little bit more as she looked at the Elves around her. But even when nobody reacted to her joke she continued beaming up at them while the Queen spoke, “Thank you for saving my life . . . for risking your own on my behalf. You've saved our entire realm!”

“Yer welcome! It was a good bit of fun honestly! And since I was already here it didn't make—”

Whatever else she was going to say ended in a startled look and a surprised chuckle as the Queen of Golden Blossom sank to her knees and hugged her. Hurrying around the mound of heads she threw her arms about her savior and squeezed tight, all but weeping in relief. After a few moments Tarron gingerly hugged her back, careful to not stain too much of her already soiled gown. Though she found it hard not to laugh again as she saw the shocked faces of the Fey standing around them. It was impossible to say if they were still dumbfounded by her slaying the chimera or by their elegant Queen soiling her clothes and skin. Likely a combination of both and that just tickled Tarron to no end as they stood there for quite some time.

When the Queen finally pulled away her beautiful gown as indeed ruined as blood stained the once elegant fabric. It even stained her cheek and some of her ebony hair but she hardly paid it any mind as she stared deep into Tarron's eyes, “There is no reward great enough for what you've done today . . .”

“I wouldn't turn down a bath and some warm mead!”

“You shall have both.” The Queen replied. Rising to her feet and smiling with a warmth and radiance that seemed to suffuse the very air itself she continued, “You may have anything your heart desires Tarron. And you shall always have a home within my kingdom.”

Golden petals began to fall from the ceiling as she straightened and all the animals within her court began to sing. A profound sense of relief washed over everyone within and Tarron couldn't help sharing in their excitement. The battle had been a good deal harder than she was letting on and she was every bit as relieved as the Elves around her. Though she continued to hide it beneath the same brashness that had nearly gotten her thrown out of the woodland realm when she first arrived.

“I could stay a while.” She remarked, watching the other Elves hug one another and beam at her just like their Queen, “It'll take me ages to clean me armor!”

One or two of the Fey chuckled at her lighthearted remark and the Queen grinned a little wider, “We'll see to your armor. You've done more than enough already . . .”

Tarron spent what was left of the day and much of the night being pampered like she'd dreamed possible. Like many of her kin, and indeed many who lived outside the Sylvan realms, she had little experience with Elven hospitality and even less with the hospitality of the Fey living in the deep woods. Evidently all it took was risking her life to save their Queen from a monstrous beast and she was treated like royalty. Perhaps even better!

After helping her doff her thoroughly soiled armor and leading her to a secluded spring where she could bathe they gave her the most elegant gown she'd ever seen. It was so beautiful and so finely made it entirely overcame Tarron's almost ancestral disdain for dresses the moment she laid eyes on it. And of course all the while she was given any food or drink she desired no matter how outlandishly specific it might've been. As the night wore on she started asking for the most absurd things she could think of just to see if they might bring it. Much of the time she wasn't even hungry, though she still gladly devoured everything they brought, or thirsty! And around the time they were bringing her thin slices of troll buttock lightly roasted and drizzled with basilisk venom she had to admit defeat. At least with regards to food.

“How about Akkavian wine?” She asked, looking to the Queen as she sat beside her at the enormous feasting table that'd been brought to a moonlight clearing, “From before the Iron Wars!”

The Queen smiled at her and held out a hand, delicately extending a single finger. A joyfully trilling nightingale alighted upon her digit and she spoke a few words to it in a language Tarron didn't understand but never tired of hearing. The bird flew away as soon as she was finished and the pair were left in silence for a handful of seconds at the very most. It returned along with several others, all of them carrying a small basket with an all to familiar bottle of wine resting inside.

“Is that what you desired?” The Queen asked as Tarron grabbed the bottle with a laugh.

“It certainly is!” She exclaimed, pulling out the cork with her teeth and spitting it onto the table without a thought, “Thanks!” A heartbeat later she looked to the birds and held up the bottle, “Thanks!”

“You're welcome.” The Queen replied, smiling as her savior put the bottle to her lips, threw her head back, and gulped down nearly half the bottle in a single swig, “You have excellent taste.”

“I wouldn't go that far!” Tarron chuckled. Settling the bottle down and suppressing a belch for quite possibly the first time in her life she heaved a contented sigh and leaned back on the moss stump she'd been sitting on, “As long as it doesn't kill me I'll drink just about anythin! And eat just about anythin too!”

“I see.” As she spoke a pair of Elves hurried past them, eagerly running to the far side of the clearing to join the others in dancing to the hauntingly melodic songs their fellows were playing. Tarron's eyes instinctively darted to the pair and she watched both man and women with an unmistakable desire. “Is there anything else you thirst for?”

Her attention snapped back to the Queen in an instant and without missing a beat Tarron snatched up the bottle of wine, “This should be plenty!”

“Are you certain? My people would offer more than simple food and drink . . . you need only ask . . .”

Confusion flashed across their savior's face for a moment before disappearing as a look of realization replaced it, “You mean fuckin?”

“Of course.” The Queen replied, her expression stoic but her tone rife with amusement at her companion's brashness.

“Heh, I can't pretend the thought hadn't crossed my mind a couple a times!” Another beautiful Elf sauntered by and Tarron instinctively glanced at her before adding, “A couple a dozen times . . .”

“You need only ask. Many of my people would gladly have said yes even before your heroism saved us all.”

“Is that right?” Smiling at the Queen with a bawdy grin and a wild glint in her eyes Tarron already knew the answer to the question forming on her lips, “And now?”

“Now?” Looking out at the dozens of Elves dancing and singing and reveling in their joy the Queen seemed to glow with earnest delight, “Now you'll have trouble choosing a single lover . . . indeed you might find it altogether impossible.”

“I do so love a challenge!” Tarron laughed, draining the wine bottle and slamming it down onto the table as she sprang to her feet. She turned away from the Queen with every intention of finding someone to fuck, only to turn back around and lean in with an even more lascivious expression, “An who said I only wanted one?”

Not even the Queen of Golden Blossoms could resist blushing at those words. Nor could she suppress a smile as she watched her savior march off with a boldness nobody in her court was prepared for, “Just what have I unleashed upon my people?” She asked with a quiet laugh.

Distracted as he was by the echoing melodies alighting upon the breeze Aul'triel had no inkling of the storm approaching him until she was already upon him, “Come with me!” Tarron commanded, taking his hand and leading him away from the party without a hint of warning, “You're first!”

“First?” He asked, swept away from his companions and following behind her before he could even think about her words he was too surprised to imagine what she might want of him. What such a powerful hero could possibly need of a lowly stable boy, “First for what Master Dwarf? What do you need of me?”

Leading him out of the glade and into the nearest building Tarron rounded on him as soon as they were out of sight of the Queen and the other Fey. She flashed him a smile that set his heart aflutter and wordlessly lifted up the elegant dress they'd made for her. He instinctively averted his gaze the moment he understood what she was doing, his Elven propriety taking over despite the excitement flooding his body as he started to comprehend her intentions. But as her gown crumpled on the ground beside her feet he couldn't help but steal a glance. Just for a moment. Just long enough to satisfy the intense curiosity burning within him.

And the moment he did Aul'triel's jaw dropped like never before. His golden brown cheeks darkened and a shudder tore through his body. Every bit as beautiful as he'd imagined Tarron was a perfect blend of powerful and feminine. Her curves were more voluptuous than words could describe even as her figure was so smoothly, perfectly muscled she looked like a statue come to life. With full, round breasts and an ample rump alongside impressively thick arms and thighs she was like no one he'd ever seen in his thousand years of life. Even the impressive member hanging down between her legs was completely stunning. Absolutely enormous on it's own it looked even bigger compared to her far shorter stature and the sack hanging down behind it seemed positively enormous. He was no stranger to seeing such an appendage on a woman, indeed he'd seen it as often as he'd seen the alternative, but everything about hers just made his knees weak. And when his gaze finally leapt to her wide, roughly hewn and fiercely beautiful face he couldn't help but sigh.

“I-I understand now . . .”

“Good.” Tarron replied, “Of course if your not interested I—”

“No!” Aul'triel exclaimed. His whole body was trembling as he looked at hers once more, “I couldn't be more interested!”

“Truly?”

Unable to find his voice for a moment or two Aul'triel could only nod. But after a few seconds of nodding like a fool an even better response filled his mind. One he'd all but stolen from the beautiful woman smiling up at him.

Crossing his arms in front of his chest and lifting up his tunic he tossed it away without a second thought, eagerly showing off his slender, ever so slightly plump chest to her. His heart might've been racing like never before as he laid bare part of himself but nothing in the world could've kept him from continuing. From pulling down his breeches a second later to reveal his wide, womanly hips and the small, cute cock half hidden between his plump thighs. Although compared to many other races he was quite slender and lithe compared to many an Elf he was nothing short of voluptuous. Particularly below the waist. But with just enough plumpness to give him the barest hint of breasts beneath his swollen areola everything about him was quite a bit more curvaceous than normal.

Something his companion seemed to enjoy even more than the many men and women he spent his nights with. Tarron had admired his wonderfully thick, deliciously round buttocks many times throughout the night but seeing them completely bare as he stood before her was a greater treat than anything else. And alongside the sight of his cutely twitching, entirely hairless cock he was more gorgeous than she could've dreamed. To say nothing of how sultry he looked as his wavy black tresses fell down his face, hiding one glittering green eye and perfectly accentuating his plump lips.

Her cock throbbed harder than ever and his did the same. But while Aul'triel's could remain upright as it poked out from between his legs, his cute little balls still tucked between his thighs as he squirmed in anticipation, Tarron's was much too large. It twitched and bounced in the cool night air only to fall back between her knees once more. All the while long strands of precum dripped from the head and fell onto the grass beneath their feet.

“Good.” Tarron finally remarked, licking her lips and wrapping a hand around her cock, “Now how about you—”

Before she could even finish her thought Aul'triel turned his back to her and sank to his knees. Pressing his body against the wall and reaching back he cupped his enormous cheeks with both hands, eagerly spreading them apart with a little whimper and saying, “Don't hold back . . .” as he flashed her the most coquettish smile she'd ever seen.

Wracked by uncontrollable shivers Tarron stepped closer and wordlessly smeared some of her precum all over her cock. The very moment she was good and lubricated she pressed her tip against the quivering little oval that was his asshole and whispered, “I never do!”

Those tantalizing words had barely left her lips before she'd plunged every last inch of her thick cock into his sloppily winking hole. In the blink of an eye she was stretching his tight little ass open so wide he couldn't even find the wherewithal to squeal. A breathy little gasp was the best he could manage while she impaled him on her dick. While his whole body trembled and his eyes started rolling into the back of his head. She was so amazingly rough with that single stroke and the way she hit his most sensitive spot as she slammed into him was nothing short of heavenly. Aul'triel had always been an unapologetic whore but even he was taken aback by how much he enjoyed Tarron's dick. Everything about the way she filled him up just enough to nearly break him without causing any pain was heavenly. And feeling her balls tensing and tightening against his own as his prick throbbed uncontrollably against the wall was the perfect accompaniment. Even if nothing could beat the thrill of what came next.

Grabbing his waist with both hands and letting out an almost feral groan Tarron let herself enjoy his impossibly tight ass for a few seconds. She was honestly taken aback by how hard his inner walls wrapped around her. Especially after seeing the well fucked, deliciously puffy oval that was his greedy asshole! Of course knowing he was such a rampant harlot only excited her more. And paired with his words she simply had to start pounding away with complete abandon. It was as inevitable as the sun rising every morning.

Pulling out just as ferociously she nearly withdrew from him completely before suddenly reversing course and plunging her cock back into his ass. Slamming her tip against his most sensitive place and relishing in the girlish scream he unleashed she retreated once again. But this time he was still recoiling from the shock of her second stroke, his inner walls were still quivering so tightly around her. Which meant his already puffy hole distended even more around her dick. Enough to make her pull even further back as she sought to tease him with her swollen tip. To come so tantalizingly close to sliding out entirely he was left whimpering and squirming in anticipation. And neither of them were disappointed.

Aul'triel found his voice again as he moaned in wanton desire and tried to push back against her. Acting entirely on instinct as his mind all but collapsed amidst the pleasure he tried to shove her cock back into his ass just as she was about to give him that pleasure. The resulting cacophony that tore through him when she buried her length inside him once more was truly devastating.

Her prick slammed balls deep into his ass at the same moment he tried to lurch backwards. The ensuing force of their combined lust send a wet smack echoing throughout the hall and well into the forest beyond. She slammed him back against the wall so roughly it stole his breath away and turned what'd been a frantically joyous moan into a strangled wheeze. And before he could even thinking about sucking in another breath Tarron pulled out and slammed her prick back inside him. Hitting his most sensitive place even harder she launched into a frenzy of pure, animalistic lust. Thrusting with the kind of strength and abandon few Elven lovers could match, and none of Aul'triel's had come anywhere close to, she wasn't elegant or graceful or composed. Tarron didn't move in a beautiful dance of hypnotic beauty. Instead she was a wild, rutting beast of a woman. An animal in the shape of a Dwarf and seized by the kind of single minded desire most sentient beings could never achieve. Absolutely ravishing his plump body she truly didn't hold anything back as she ravished him just like he'd hoped for.

Effortlessly and relentlessly giving Aul'triel a taste of how she'd managed to slay the chimera Tarron went nothing short of completely wild. It'd been ages since she last fucked and even longer since she'd fucked someone as experienced and eager as the whore impaled on her dick. When she grabbed a fistful of his hair and wrenched his head backwards she didn't feel any shame or worry about going too far or crossing some sort of line. Instead she was just flooded with even more pleasure as his asshole tightened around her and he squealed in abject delight.

And when she reached the absolute peak of her frenzied movements Aul'triel was nothing but overjoyed by her ferocity. Every part of him was awash in pleasure and lost in the head of the moment as she thrusted away. He had no idea it'd already been several minutes. Or that he'd painted the wall she pinned him against in thick strands of precum. Everything else was secondary to the massive dick flying in and out of her ass with such wild abandon.

Though of course the endless hammering of his tender places and the endless cascade of pleasure tearing through him certainly built towards something even greater. Something that made it harder and harder for him to take even a ragged breath and something that left him so eager for more he started lurching backwards onto her cock the moment he consciously felt the rising wave. Little did he realize Tarron could feel his impending climax too. Or rather she could sense it coming as he bounced to and fro on her dick and whimpered like the most eager whore she'd ever known. Even if his inner walls hadn't been convulsing around her length those signs alone would've told her everything she needed to know. They would've been all the incentive she required to hammer his quivering hole that much harder and deliberately assault the spot within him that'd so completely destroyed his sanity countless other times.

Every stroke pushed him even closer to the edge and every withdrawal left him aching for more. No matter how quickly she slammed back inside of him. The deafening smack of their colliding flesh alongside the throaty groans tumbling from her lips were so loud it was a wonder they hadn't disturbed the entire forest. Surely everyone could hear what they were doing? Surely everyone could hear him being utterly ravished by her cock? Surely everyone could hear how much she enjoyed burying her length inside his ass so hard a lesser man would've broken long ago? It was a notion that excited Aul'triel to no end and one he relished in even as he completely lost himself in the rising tide. Both of them did.

“My Lady?”

The Queen looked away from the waning crescent moon drifting across the heavens to see one of her guards standing beside her, “Yes?”

“Did our guest of honor depart?” Sin'taussa asked, her neutral expression and tone betrayed by the telltale glimmer in her eyes.

“She did.”

“I see.”

“Do you have need of her?”

“I—I merely wished to share a drink with her.”

Making no effort to hide her smile as Sin'taussa's gaze darted towards the earth the Queen teasingly replied, “It would seem you missed your opportunity. How strange.”

“My Lady?”

“I've never known you to hesitate.

“I-I did not hesitate! I simply—”

“You simply didn't notice Tarron drinking beside me throughout the evening? Or were you guarding the borders of our lands?”

Both of them knew the answer to that question but Sin'taussa still answered it regardless, “I wasn't on watch my Lady. But I was . . . preoccupied . . .”

“I see . . . what a pity.” Her companion nodded as she spoke and the Queen smiled even wider as she turned her gaze towards the moon once more, “Perhaps if you're lucky she'll have finished with Aul'triel by now . . .”

“A-Aul'triel? You mean she hasn't—she's with him right—where did they go?”

Without even looking at her guard the Queen laughed and pointed towards the palace, “I believe they left to—what was it? 'Share a drink' in private.”

Visibly trembling with excitement as she bowed her head Sin'taussa giddily exclaimed, “Thank you my Lady!” before rushing off to find them.

“It was my pleasure . . . and soon it will yours too . . .”

Moving as fast as her trembling legs could carry her Sin'taussa sprinted towards the halls. But she didn't have to travel very far to hear the telltale sounds of Tarron and Aul'triel together. “How can one Dwarf making such a sound?!” She asked.

Eager to find out she continued sprinting forward in a mad dash, hastily doffing as much of her armor as she could while running like a madwoman. She couldn't strip away anywhere near enough by the time she entered the halls and rounded the corner but she rather quickly forgot about all that as she laid eyes on Tarron and Aul'triel for the first time.

Much like hims she was completely dumbstruck by their savior's beauty. But unlike him she had the pleasure of seeing Tarron at her most primal. Of watching the sweat rolling down her muscular frame and watching her eyes sparkle in abject desire as she absolutely ravished his body. He was far too busy squealing and clawing at the wall to admire the breathtaking sight. Let alone appreciate how wildly yet rhythmically she moved her hips as she slammed her length into his ass in sheer abandon. Sin'taussa was all but stunned by the sight of them both. She'd never expected to find them so quickly nor to arrive only moments before Aul'triel reached his limit. And she could only watch in delight as he let out a final, climactic groan.

Very much aware of the tall, half naked Elven warrior standing nearby Tarron ignored the newcomer for just a moment. Just long enough to slam her cock balls deep in Aul'triel's madly trembling ass before burying her length inside of him with a final, downright brutal stroke. She pressed her tip against his unimaginably sensitive, indescribably swollen spot while he screamed in pleasure and shook uncontrollably against and around her.

Thick jets of cum squirted from his wildly twitching cock as Aul'triel lost any composure he'd managed to cling to. He frantically grinded against both Tarron and the wall he was erupting onto, relishing in the throbbing of her cock and the delicious pressure of his own squished between his stomach and the cool stone. He didn't have any clue they were being watched. He couldn't begin to fathom anything beyond the moment to moment pleasure that was him absolutely drenching himself, the wall, and even the ground in torrents of pent up cum. All the rest of existence simply didn't matter while he was squirting more than he had in decades and drowning in the sort of pleasure he'd craved from the very first moment his desires awakened.

And through it all Tarron was smiling at the woman watching them. Holding her gaze with a lewdly inviting grin she almost didn't pay any attention to Aul'triel. Though her hips did begin to move in slow, teasing strokes near the end of his ecstasy. Just to milk out a little more as the once powerful jets started to diminish. But her eyes remained on the beauty watching them with such fascination.

“I hope you didn't come find me just to stand there gawkin!” She remarked.

Snapping out of her stupor and vehemently shaking her head Sin'taussa hastily removed the rest of her clothes and armor. Peeling away every last shred of clothing she stood naked before the woman she'd admired from the very moment she set foot in the realm, “I-I'm—”

“Sin'taussa.” Tarron interrupted, “I remember you.” Taking a moment to admire her newest lovers lithe yet curvaceous figure she bit her lower lip and added, “How could I forget?”

Blushing so furiously she could feel the heat radiating from her cheeks Sin'taussa approached the pair as Aul'triel finally started to come down from his ecstasy. Like so many other Elves she was remarkably slender, almost willowy, and yet still quite shapely in spite of it. Beautifully muscled with a shock of curly auburn hair that perfect framed her angular features she was almost a perfect contrast to the mewling whore still squirming on Tarron's cock. But even on her own merits she was positively gorgeous in ever imaginable way. Just watching her approach with her flowing movements and wonderful smile sent shivers down her would be lover's spine. As did the sweet smell of her arousal as it cascaded down her thighs in glistening rivulets. And of course the sight of her rather chubby sex hidden inside and surrounded by a thicket of dark brown hairs made her mouth water as surely as her cock throb. Much to both Aul'triel and Sin'taussa's delight.

Upon reach the pair and stepping into the musky haze of sex and pleasure clouding them both Sin'taussa was all but knocked off her feet. She could barely stay upright as she looked at Tarron and she could barely form a coherent thought as she meekly asked, “W-Would you mind my company?”

Aul'triel let out a little whimper, his body visibly tightening around Tarron as he vaguely heard those words amidst his daze. Tarron laughed aloud and stared up at Sin'taussa for a moment. Just long enough to leave her fearful she'd overstepped her bounds. But before she could stew too much in her doubts and worries the woman she'd admired from afar gave her an answer not even she could misconstrue or fret about.

Lunging towards as much as she could without pulling away from the whore still moaning on her cock she effortlessly lifted Sin' off the ground. Before her nervous companion could even react her legs were draped across Tarron's back and her thighs were resting on her beautiful shoulders. But even better her impossibly sensitive womanhood was centimeters away from her lover's face. She could feel every eager breath to erupt from her lips and the pleasure of that alone was enough to make her squirm. Even as the sheer madness of what was happening left her head spinning too fast to truly comprehend much of anything.

“Oh!” As silly as it might've been that was all she could say upon being swept off her feet. Upon finding herself straddling Tarron's face and feeling those strong, calloused hands cupping her rump so gently. And when her eagerly smiling companion dove even deeper between her thighs it was all she could say yet again, “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

In the blink of an eye she was holding on to Tarron in a fit of desperation, her fingers tangling themselves in her fiery orange tresses as a soft, dexterous tongue glided across her sex. Sliding between her plump outer folds and drifting from her quivering entrance all the way to her swollen clit she didn't stop until she'd tasted every inch of her lover. And the gasping beauty atop her shoulders was crying out more desperately than even the whore still wrapped around her cock.

From the moment Sin'taussa appeared in the hall Tarron knew she wasn't like Aul'triel. That her second lover of the night would require a much more gentle, restrained touch. Which was exactly what she gave as she flicked her tongue across her clit just enough to send her into a fit of trembling before sliding back down to her womanhood and teasingly lapping up all the warmth her efforts had already earned her. Though of course she couldn't gulp down all of it. Indeed she couldn't even drink most of it as her lover drenched her face and sent rivulets of arousal cascading down her chest. Rivulets that rather quickly reached Aul'triel. Either dripping onto his plump cheeks or gliding across Tarron's cock as she withdrew he basked in Sin'taussa's ecstasy just as much as his own. It wasn't long before both Elves were moaning in delight and filling the hall with the lewd cacophony of their pleasure.

But that was only the beginning. The first steps in a wild little dance Tarron had swept them up in. One she was all too happy to show them both as she pulled Sin'taussa even closer and pushed her cock into Aul'triel's ass with a soft smack. Suddenly her hips were lurching backwards just as wildly as before while her tongue was dancing across the gorgeously sweet pussy she'd buried her face in.

Yet while her thrusts were nothing short of ferocious as she turned his ass inside out once more her tongue and even the soft kisses she planted on Sin'taussa's plump lips were nothing but tender and soft. The contrast was almost jarring as the lower half of her body moved with complete abandon while the upper half remained almost perfectly still. Instead it was the woman she held aloft who squirmed and shuddered and convulsed in endless pleasure!

After spending much of the night working herself up to approaching Tarron, her mind running wild with fantasies all the while, Sin'taussa was so wonderfully pent up it felt like she could burst with every stroke of her lover's tongue. She'd never felt so ravished by pleasure and lost in her own desires. It was all at once exhilarating and terrifying. And the absurdity of straddling her companion's shoulders throughout it all only added to her madness. As did the lewdness of not even being Tarron's sole focus while she squirmed and writhed and drenched all three of them in arousal. Though she was hardly a stranger to sharing the company of multiple lovers and had even spent a few heady nights with Aul'triel in particular everything about how she currently found herself was insane. Her hips were moving of their own accord and her mind was positively reeling with each moment she remained trapped in that endless cycle of ecstasy.

There was no telling how Tarron could move her tongue so effortlessly. How she could be so gentle yet so enthusiastic at the same time! Sometimes it even felt like she was being licked by two or three people at once! Especially when she was deep in the throes of pleasure and her wild gyrations were perfectly complimented by the smiling Dwarf so happily lapping at her sex. No matter how she reacted Tarron always seemed to respond in kind. She was always there to make every shudder just a bit more powerful. To steal away her breath and leave her groaning like a wild beast as the pleasure of it all flooded her senses.

And of course everything she did was accompanied by the wet smack of her cock plunging into Aul'triel's quivering hole. By his breathless screams as he drowned in the same ecstasy as Sin'taussa, his mind sinking deeper and deeper with every stroke. Still very much lost in the afterglow of his first orgasm and already hurtling towards another he was kept upright solely by the ferocious lust of the woman pinning him to the wall.

Had he been solely responsible for his own body he would've collapsed in a shuddering heap before Sin'taussa had even appeared. For all his experience with the men, women, and everything beyond of the woodland realm Tarron's sheer, unbridled enthusiasm had almost completely broken him. The tempt of her wild strokes would've been enough all on their own but paired with the skill of each thrust sending her cock slamming into his depths so deliberately he was completely lost in her cadence. Like some sort of madman he was drooling all over himself and clawing at the wall as cum dribbled from his limp cock. Even after cumming harder and more copiously than he had in a very long time there was still more seeping out with every pump of her hips. With every impact of her tip against his sensitive places. It didn't matter if he was hard or soft, his arousal continued to gush out all the same!

Not unlike the warmth soaking his back and dripping onto the very dick responsible for destroying him so completely. It was by no means greater than the raw ecstasy of being so utterly dominated by Tarron's cock but the simple perversity of feeling Sin'taussa's ecstasy seeping into his ass as surely as their savior's precum was endlessly thrilling. He could feel it's warmth dribbling down his plumply jiggling buttocks and squirting out of his quivering ring too. But by far the most toe curling part was how creamy her ecstasy became. How much it was churned up as the cock pumping it so deep into him continued it's constant strokes. And thanks to the woman perched above him he was never wanting for that uniquely exhilarating sensation. Or indeed the sweet smell of her arousal to begin with.

Sin'taussa and Aul'triel fueled one another's lust almost as much as Tarron herself. Neither of them had ever expected to share their savior in such a way. Indeed they hadn't even thought about sharing her at all! But neither of them could pretend they were anything other than absolutely overjoyed by the incredible lewdness of such a thing. The thrill of being so completely and effortlessly dominated was one they never grew tired of. One they could enjoy long into the night!

Though after building up their time together in her head only to be completely shocked by the simple act of straddling her face Sin'taussa was teetering on the edge of her own ecstasy before long. After only a few minutes she was hunched over Tarron and making sounds every bit as lewd and uncontrollable as the mewling whore beneath her. She'd never been so lost in her own bliss before, not once in her entire life had anyone so effortlessly pleasured her. And certainly not with just their, admittedly skilled, tongue! That alone put a delirious smile on her face but her glee didn't last very long. It simply couldn't. Tarron was too far gone to linger on anything but pleasure and the Dwarf sending it flooding through her in a constant barrage.

When the dam finally burst she very nearly did what the chimera could not as she threw her head back and uttered a final, climactic scream. Bucking and grinding so violently against her lover Tarron momentarily struggled to keep her grip Sin'taussa finally lost herself in bliss. Sinking down into the churning sea of pleasure she disappeared beneath the surface without hesitation. She couldn't think, she couldn't breathe, she couldn't function amidst the swells of bliss. Her only contribution to the cacophony of perversion ringing out in the hall was eruption of juices splashing across both of her lovers as warmth exploded from her sex.

The first messy deluge was enough to completely drench Tarron. The second was enough to drench herself and Aul'triel simultaneously. By the third her arousal was splashing across the floors in a downpour. And thanks to the tongue still dancing across her sex the fourth was still powerful enough to splash across the opposite wall even with Tarron's face still buried between her thighs. It was truly a sight to behold and how she didn't manage to drown their savior in her ecstasy was yet another testament to her skills!

Gulping down mouthfuls of sweet Elven ecstasy and smiling all the while Tarron kept pounding away at the tight little hole wrapped around her cock even as her second lover all but drowned her in geysers of ecstasy. She might've had to slow her pace just a little bit but Aul'triel certainly wasn't complaining as he was showered in Sin'taussa's warmth and continuously turned inside out. Indeed none of them could even dream of complaining as their lewd cycle of pleasure just kept going unabated.

“Are you seeking our guest of honor as well?” The Queen asked without looking up from her meal.

The trio of blushing Elven maidens standing before her all nodded in unison, blushing even harder but making no attempt to hide their reasons for seeking Tarron out, “We'd hoped she might enjoy our company!” One stated.

“If she would have us of course!” Another added.

“Is she truly already with Sin'taussa and Aul'triel?” The third asked.

“She is.” The Queen replied, smiling at the thought and finally looking up at the women watching her so apprehensively. A look of disappointment spread across all three of their faces and their ever mischievous Queen allowed it to linger for a few moments before calmly remarking, “I'm sure she would welcome the company.”

Their crestfallen expressions lit up in an instant as pure joy radiated from their faces, “Where might we find her?”

“Return to the palace. I'm sure it won't be difficult to hear them all.”

“Thank you my Lady!” They said in unison.

All three maidens bowed and the Queen smiled back. The trio rushed off without another word and she was left to once again muse to herself, “How many more can I send before she's finally overcome?”

Just like Sin'taussa before them Niv'afay, Sa'dalla, and Maer'tel hurried through the woods and towards the palace. And just like their predecessor it didn't take long for them to hear they lewdness awaiting them just within the walls. But unlike either of the Elves already with her the trio couldn't help but slow down upon hearing that perversity. Not out of fear but rather amazement. They couldn't entirely believe a single Dwarf and two of their kin could make such a racket. Surely more had already joined them! It couldn't possibly be Aul'triel and Sin'taussa making those noises by themselves?

Of course no matter how much they might've hesitated they were still drawn to the wildness unfolding just out of sight. Even if they'd wanted to stop completely their feet kept bringing them closer without their input. Soon enough they were standing at the archway leading inside and needed only to peek their heads around the corner to see what was happening. A task that seemed all at once  monumental and laughably easy.

There was no telling how long they might've delayed as they exchanged nervously eager looks and squirmed with wanton desire if not for Tarron's voice suddenly ringing out, “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gods!”

Maer'tel, Sa'dalla, and Niv'afay's hearts leapt into their throats as soon as they heard that telltale groan and all three of them burst through the hall a moment later. What they found within sent their jaws dripping and their cheeks burning brighter than the sun, “Oh!”

Aul'triel was flat on his back with his legs bend back and his knees pressed into his chest. Sin'taussa was atop him, his smallish cock buried in her pussy as she straddled him. They were both kissing each other with unbridled passion, their hands roaming one another's bodies as they did. An enormous puddle of arousal gently lapped at his trembling form as it soaked the earth beneath them and more was trickling out of her pussy by the second. And yet as striking a sight as they were without Tarron behind them both the spectacle wouldn't have been anywhere near as absurd. Nor as gorgeous.

Upon first witnessing the trio, Sa'dalla, Niv'afay, and Maer'tel had arrived just in time to watch Tarron slam her cock into Sin'taussa's asshole and pound away with the kind of wild abandon that sent shudders tearing through all five Elves present for the lewdness. She left Aul'triel's sloppily gaping oval  to wink and quiver in the moonlight for several uninterrupted seconds while she focused entirely on the beauty above him. But just as he was beginning to squeal and whimper with particularly feverish desire she pulled her throbbing cock out of Sin'taussa and slammed it into him with just as much force. And just like the woman above him Aul'triel cried out in abject pleasure as his body was impaled on that massive Dwarven prick. All the while Tarron continued thrusting away without any trouble at all, effortlessly switching between the two whenever she wanted.

Only dimly aware of the people watching them Tarron was much too far gone to think about anyone or anything. She could barely find the wherewithal to focus on the Elves in front of her, let alone three more who'd just arrived! What little resolve she had left was entirely dedicated to absolutely ravishing both Aul'triel and Sin'taussa for as long as she could. Because after enjoying the former for as long as she had and finally giving the latter a taste of her cock too she was straying closer and closer to her own ecstasy with nearly every stroke. The fact that she hadn't already succumbed was quite remarkable and her ability to keep pushing for well over a minute even more so. And it was entirely thanks to all those bursts of respite she managed to steal when switching between the two. All those little momentary delays that let her catch even the tiniest ounce of relief from the unfathomable tightness of their bodies wrapped so snugly around her cock.

Every time she started losing herself in one of their bodies she frantically switched to the other. There was no rhyme or reason to her actions and certainly no great plan. Sin'taussa and Aul'triel were endlessly craving her dick as often as they could get it and it truly didn't matter when she slammed into them. At least at first! As time wore on and her rhythm grew ever more unhinged it wasn't long before her constant switching started to hamper her mindless attempts to keep herself going.

Whoever was deprived of her cock for the handful of seconds she spent fucking their companion ended up being so unimaginably tight when she returned she could barely manage a few strokes. No matter how little time she spent with the other as soon as she switched their bodies convulsed so wildly around her prick it was downright unbearable. But when the alternative was pulling out entirely she really didn't have much of a choice. Nothing short of another chimera charging through the realm could have stopped Tarron from thrusting away. Especially as she finally tipped over the edge and tumbled headlong into the ecstasy she'd been chasing from the moment she picked Aul'triel at the party.

Groaning like a wild animal as she slammed her cock into Sin'taussa without even thinking Tarron held on to the gasping soldier so tightly it was almost painful. A moment later a thick jet of impossibly warm, amazingly gooey cum flooded her lover's ass. It painted her inner walls in a truly wonderful deluge and sent her already spasming muscles into overdrive as she basked in the sheer satisfaction of it all. The kiss she'd been sharing with Aul'triel ended almost immediately as she threw her head back and squealed just as loudly as Tarron moaned. All while their partner was left to jealousy squirm and whimper as he was deprived of the cum he'd worked so hard to earn. Until their savior pulled out of Sin'taussa and slammed balls deep inside him just as another creamy flood of pent up jizz was spraying from her madly twitching length.

Neither the Elves being fucked nor the ones watching could've expected such a thing. All five of them were completely stunned by the sudden turn of events, though nobody was more overwhelmed than Aul'triel. The joy he felt as Tarron's prick throbbed like mad inside of him and the depths of his asshole were painted in her seed couldn't be described with words. Much like the surprise when she pulled out just as abruptly as she slammed into him.

Growling like some feral animal and moving like an unhinged maniac Tarron picked up where she'd left off, wildly fucking both of her companions and doing her absolute best to give them both as much cum as she possible could. She was too overwhelmed by pleasure to think about anything else but every time a thick load erupted from her dick she made sure it was pumped into whoever hadn't just enjoyed the last. Even while her mind was drowning in ecstasy and her entire body was shuddering and shaking with spasmodic desire she somehow managed to ensure both Elves were absolutely drenched in her spunk. What might've proved too much for one of them to handle on their own was quickly turned into more than enough to leave them gasping and panting and shaking in sheer delight as the heat of her seed washed over them. To say nothing of the continued pleasure of her cock!

For close to a minute straight all three of them were lost in one another. For close to a minute straight all three of them were completely oblivious to the world beyond themselves. Tarron was utterly enamored with her Elven lovers and they were completely enamored with her too. Aul'triel was all but cross eyed after enjoying her dick for so long and Sin'taussa was thoroughly overwhelmed by the pleasure of taking two cocks simultaneously. Even if the one in her pussy was nowhere near as lovely as the one splitting open her asshole. But that didn't really matter. In truth nothing mattered beyond the constant ebb and flow of pleasure that was Tarron's madly throbbing cock and all the warm cum she pumped into them. Even when she pulled out for the last time the sheer quantity of jizz now splattered across their inner walls and soaking deep into their bodies was absurd. And after taking such a monstrous prick for as long as they had their messy little rings had no hope at all of closing. At least not for a while.

Stepping back to admire her handiwork Tarron watched their assholes wink and sputter as gooey rivers of cum dribbled out. She watched her own jizz leak from their bodies and slowly pool on the already soiled ground with a smile on her face. It was hard not to smile when they put on such a delicious show, Sin'taussa absolutely drenching Aul'triel as she remained atop him while his messy, thoroughly fucked hole squelched and gurgled more lewdly than ever.

Had she been entirely alone she probably would've stood there for a good few minutes. If only to give her lovers a chance to recuperate. But with several others waiting nearby she was all but obligated whirl around and face them, her cock still throbbing like mad as she said, “Enjoyin the show?!”

Niv'afay, Sa'dalla, and Maer'tel jumped at her boisterous question and even flinched away from Tarron as they laid eyes on her monstrous cock. Nothing could prepare them for how massive it was and nothing could prepare them for the state their friends had been left in. Something the woman responsible seemed to pick up on a few moments of watching them with a knowing smirk. But rather than saying anything about what she'd done she just glanced back at Sin'taussa and Aul'triel and chuckled. A split second later she gave the former a sudden, painful smack on the ass.

Sin'taussa cried out in pleasure as her whole body shook. Her trembling asshole tightened and cum squirted from her depths, streaking across the earth and coming quite a bit closer to the three women staring at them than they expected, “Oh!” they gasped in unison.

“I think my work speaks for itself!” Tarron laughed, “And be happy to give you three the same treatment! Assumin that's what yer here for?”

“I-It is!”  Niv'afay said with a nod.

“B-But we didn't expect it to be so . . .” Sa'dalla tried to say.

“Incredible!” Maer'tel finished.

Chuckling at their reactions and letting her ego swell just a little bit Tarron swaggered towards the three maidens, her cock swinging between her legs and throbbing away like mad. She left a long, sticky trail of cum in her wake and by the time she was close enough to touch the trio they were awash in the musky scent of her body. A scent that made each one shudder and lean in a little closer without even realizing it.

“It's even better than it looks . . . just ask them!”

Tarron nodded back at her companions and they just moaned at the pleasure still flooding them. She grinned at the maidens standing in front of her only to suddenly look away before any of them managed to speak. They quickly followed her gaze and looked behind them to see another Elf slowly approaching them from the woods beyond. He looked every bit as nervous as Maer'tel, Niv'afay, and Sa'dalla but he didn't slow down or stop. Even after being spotted.

“T-The Queen told me where t-to find you . . .” He remarked, “I-I was hoping I m-might—y-you're much too busy for the l-likes of me! I w-won't bother you—”

“Nonsense!” Tarron exclaimed, her booming voice making all four newcomers jump, “I've always wondered what a proper orgy is like!” Turning away from the three and marching back towards Sin'taussa and Aul'triel she gently separated them before throwing each over her shoulder and turning back to her newest companions, “We can use my chambers!”

Before any of them could respond she marched off with her first pair of lovers, the other four watching with a mixture of disbelief and amusement. They looked at one another for several seconds as each of them tried to wrap their head around what'd just happened. What they'd just gotten themselves into without even realizing. Of course it didn't take long for excitement to settle in. Followed by the tiniest bit of jealousy at the thought of only Aul'triel and Sin'taussa enjoying Tarron's skills. And as soon as those thoughts passed through their minds all four were running after their savior as quickly as their trembling legs could carry them!

Back in the glade the Queen was gleefully sending more and more of her subjects off to Tarron's side even as her many animal spies reported back on what'd happened in the hall. Though she had every intention of joining her hero before the night was over the thrill of offering up her own people remained too great to pass up.

“She must have retired to her room.” The Queen stated, hiding her excitement from the husband and wife who'd approached her, “Perhaps you could catch her before she falls asleep . . .”