A Personal Brewfest Feast

(A Pandaren is an anthropomorphic Panda creature from the Warcraft universe)

With a strained groan, she pushed her curvaceous little body against the heavy wooden door, its rusty hinges protesting her attempt at closing it without notice, feet skittering on the tiled floor as she struggled to confine herself within her room, the door refused to go quiet before it hit the frame with a loud echoing thunk, which most likely would alert the hallway anyways. A paw of dark brown fur caressed the wooden grain of the door as she let out a strained sigh. With swift nimble paws, she bolted the door shut. It just didn't feel like it was enough.

She blew away a lock of stray hair, pondering. Maia had been very eager to return to her room after the innkeeper had informed her that a handsome gentleman had gone to her room by her request. She had rushed down the cobbled streets of Stormwind City, most likely tipped over a grumpy Gnome, he was yelling at her at least. She then skittered inside the inn to climb up the crooked stone stair two steps at a time, which of course was a bad idea as she knocked her knee, but she would worry about that later.

Right now, her emerald green eyes fell upon the massive bed in the center of her room as she licked her lips.

"It'll just be you and I", Maia spoke playfully.

Quickly and light on her feet, Maia crossed the room to take hold of a chair, tossing away a pair of pants with a curiously revealing hole at the back which wasn't meant for her tail, as well as a few crudely wrapped books. A few of the books she had read always described chairs to be formidable guardians of the doors, if they were just wedged in place correctly. The chair was not as cooperative as she had hoped though, dragging it along the chipped floor tiles, most likely scraping the hard work put into the chair by some unknown carpenter before forcefully wedging it against the door.

Her keen emerald green eyes peered around the room, quickly noticing gaps in the curtains where a prying eye could look in, if they were able to reach the third floor but you never knew! It didn't take long before she produced a few hairpins from her brown tangled locks that she could use to pin the thick curtains together with, protecting her and her room from curious eyes. As she smothered the last light with the curtains, she could just barely see what awaited her in bed - a few candles will help with that.

With a quick flick of her nimble fingers, she let her hair fall down, cascading down her shoulders and back as she made her way across the cold tile floor of her room, her hips swaying seductively as she got closer to the four poster king size bed. Her paws would fondle a few buttons before her kitchen coat slid down her curvy furry body, clattering to the floor, revealing a beige shirt with few cooking stains at the collar, and her underwear. Her employer would be very cross with her if he knew she was handling customers without any pants under her coat, it was kind of an exciting thought now that it had wandered through her mischievous mind. A coat of glossy brown fur with darker patches at her hands and feet covered her body. She admitted that she needed some nicer underwear but that was what she was working on - gold.

She sensually ran a paw along one of the bed posts, her nails tracing marks from previous visitors, there were visible claw marks, someone had had some fun with a Worgen she mused to herself. She bit her lower lip as she crawled up on the bed a little clumsily, eyes keenly locked on the delicious prize in front of her. The bed creaked slightly as she moved closer and closer, licking her lips nervously. This wasn't her first time sneaking away from work for a little fun, and it wouldn't be the last time either, that she was quite certain about. Her nose wrinkled now and then, inhaling the scent of wanting, of needing. Her fluffy tail swayed from side to side in excitement, revealing her backside - she didn't fully mind if she had not closed the curtains well enough at this point. If someone was going to climb the walls outside, then they deserve to see her plump ass.

"I hope they won't mind.. ".

She blushed for a moment, thinking about her family, and her master, looking upon her disapprovingly as she greedily took in this stiff thing. She could almost see her master before her, his belt tightened up to give him the dominant posture, as she would be on the floor like the innocent lamb waiting for his punishment. However, she was far from him and his presence, he could not stop her cravings, and he was not there to offer his own thick treats.

She leaned closer, one hand picking at a few ivory buttons at her collar to open up for her shirt, worried she was going to make it messier, it would be harder to explain -- even the serpent pattern of Yulon on her buttons were not going to witness the bestial cravings of this Pandaren. She let the coarse linen shirt slide off her frame before she with a flick threw it towards the chair, but she had moved it, so her work shirt flopped to the floor.

Seated in just her underwear, the rest of her body was exposed, she looked towards the pinned curtains, offering a wink as a joke, just in case someone were able to spy, her tail swaying in the bedsheets.

Eager paws pushed the bedsheets aside as she reached the awaiting legs, running her stubby fingers along them as she playfully parted the legs, her fingers ran along the skin to make better access to what she truly wanted - it was thick and stiff, just for her.

Now exposed and presented to her, she couldn't help but reach out and close her small fingers around it, feeling the warmth as she took hold of its thick girth, fingers barely able to close around it, juices smearing into her paw as she took hold of it. She gulped slightly, trying to hold back her drool as her cravings became stronger, and stronger.

Her eyes scanned the bare room before leaning in closer to bathe her senses in the smell, sight and touch of this thick rod. Its juices so teasing that she had to stop herself to lick her fingers clean, sucking up anything she could - no drop to be wasted. It was ecstatic, almost orgasmic to her, something she had not expected. A tentative lick along the tip sent shivers along her back, the hairs on her tail and lower back raising up in expectation.

Har curvaceous body shuddered as the scent and touch sent signals flying through her whole being. From her wiggling toes, up her legs and groin, past her bosom, and to her head, which was feeling lighter by the intoxicating experience. It felt like a cluster of serpents were wiggling up around her whole body.

"I... I can't believe I am doing this...".

She giggled like a little girl. she wasn't sure if this would count as candy for the metaphor she was trying to make but her mind had trailed off thinking about lollipops as she welcomed the wide girth past her waiting lips, embracing it with her mouth. Her tongue tried curling around it to permit her to embrace the flavor more but it was close to being too big, but she had some training in taking big things in her mouth. She settled on her knees like a good girl, wincing as her knee felt a little sore from her quick climb up the stairs.

Her petite frame towered over the thick meat as she was trying not to make too much of a mess as she let it out with a loud plop. She was grinding her lower body into the bed in excitement, the innkeeper knew what her rooms were mostly used for, she might not mind some strange Pandaren making a little mess in the sheets.

"By the celestials...this.. is so.. good".

She closed her fingers around the girth again, both hands this time, she couldn't believe how big it was as she engulfed it with her eager warm mouth, leading it past her wanting lips once more, almost down her throat. She liked the feeling of this thick Dwarven meat filling out her mouth.

The room was quiet except for the slurping sounds from the big four poster bed as the petite brown furred Pandaren bopped her head, guiding the thick meat into her mouth, eagerly enjoying its sauces, before an echoing sound broke the silence, a loud crunch, quickly followed by a whimpering moan and eager slurping.

It was heaven. Her sharp teeth had broken through the skin of this thick Dwarven meat, and no one could stop it as her tongue was bathed in the juicy combination of flavors from the meat and seasoning. Her whole body shuddered and she had to support herself against the headrest, leaning over the tray as she tried to chew the big mouthful of meat, reveling in the flavors of the spices, meats, a little hint of ale and by the protectors; a core of cheese.

"Oh Chi'ji, this is so delicious!"

Her tongue quickly set to work licking along the length of the sausage to catch every drop of the white gooey cheese. Her attention was locked on the Dwarvish made sausage, their contribution for Brewfest. The legs of chicken, the sauces, pretzels, roasted potatoes, and various sweets weren't neglected by the wanting mind of hers, they just had to wait a little bit.

The sensations were so amazing, the signals thundered through her, all over her mind and body. She looked down past her belly, noticing her underwear bulging significantly, a dark wet patch growing. Having scooted so close up to her meal, she had been resting her crotch on the tray of food, rubbing against its edge as she enjoyed the meal that she had managed to convince someone to sneak past her master, he would not be pleased with what he would see -- "he doesn't approve of non-Pandaren food" she said to herself, frowning as her tongue was blessed by this new foreign recipe.

Her tail flicked from side to side in joy as her gullet was welcoming bite after bite, savoring this length of meat before she had to go back to work. She was idly bouncing in the massive bed as she was trying out her selection of food. One hand ran along her furry belly as she stole away a taste here and there from the sauces, or the deserts, dipping a finger in to suckle off clean.

In the moment of bliss, she couldn't help but slide her hand down her furry body, parting her thighs wantonly as she cupped her bulging underwear, feeling how wet it was to the touch, she knew she had gotten a little too excited. She idly massaged her balls and thick little cock through the cotton fabric, her body was feeling good, and it was warm and wanting. She was so full, but she longingly wanted to be filled in a different way.

Her green eyes wandered lustfully around the room to find something to help her. She blushed as she desperately guided her gaze down on the tray, just to see it was empty, she couldn't believe that she had thought one of those thick juicy sausages could sate other needs too. She felt a little ashamed and aroused to think of such an idea.

She managed to climb out of the bed a little wobbly, her paws stroking along one of the posters, feeling the scratch marks, imagining her being the one taken roughly, she could feel her own juices run down her thighs.

Her left paw slid into her underwear, feeling her sticky juices and wanting holes before she grabbed her thick little cock. Playfully, she stroked it, dripping on the floor as she was in bliss. So moaned needily as her green eyes rolled around the room in a haze, seeing the walk clock which froze her body faster than a cup of tea in the Storm Peaks.

She had been away for too long, it wasn't just a fun little sneak away now. She had to get back to work before her employer would come looking for her, or worse, get angry.

A groan escaped her lips as she let go of herself, she was so sticky and burning, hopefully she could find someone at the celebrations who might want a little mischievous chef visiting over the Brewfest celebrations. She grumbled as she picked up her shirt, a finger softly stroking the ivory button with the Yu'lon carving.

"Maybe later... "