New Throne for High Priestess Ch. 06

With him half way inside her, the one below let her go, and she rose up between them majestically, craning neck and back as she felt them both sink into her... with her left hand resting on the rock solid meat of the orcs pectoral muscle below, her right reaching behind to caress Drako's neck as if he was her lover, she brought her head closer to him as she sunk down to the last three inches of tree-trunk double cock. Orc cock being so unyielding was unable to meet flush, due to their position, they parted near the root, the orc above not able to lower himself enough to lay flat against the cock below..

She was feeling the most insane supernova of her life building, and in this moment, under the light of the moon, she truly began to shine, for the goddess Elune embraced her, renewing her love that always gave her strength and power, and shielding her from harm. And with that, the Orc below pushing powerfully at her hips, orc above pulling powerfully at her shoulders, she was forced to sink down to their roots as she squirted her fucking girl cream, shut her eyes tight and wailed, the sluttiest most desperate sound she has ever made, it echoed through the forest, through all of the forest, it filled the night sky... it filled Teldrassil, It was sensed by everyone. She was complete

She did all the work, she made love to them under the moonlight, taking them both to full completion with her ass before polishing their cocks clean with long full drags of her tongue. She was pouring with lust when she gripped the root of Drako's cock with both her small hands, and began singing on his glistening mic, coated in a thick silky film of ass and cock slime, moaning into it like a complete freak as she made out with his cockhead. She was so unrelenting she eventually made him cum again, having never felt tongue action like that in all his life... she absolutely played favorites.. she broke him off so good she made his balls jump, cumming so hard he had to eventually tear her off of him, it made him that sensitive, her tongue flailing deep in his slit as she sucked his balls dry.. she gargled him long and nastily into the open air, breaking the silence of the forest before swallowing him all down, showing off with her signature open-mouthed swallow

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The sun would rise soon, she would be back home by then..

She would dismiss her handmaiden for the morning and push their cum out of her ass in a chalice, sipping on them like fine wine during a bath in Moonwell water. Thanking her Goddess for lighting her true path, at last.. Reaching passed her fully neglected pussy, she would run a finger around her ring, her legendary healing along with the Moonwell water restoring it perfectly.. testing her limits, she'd experimentally sunk four fingers inside with ease as she took a large swig of their cum, holding it in her mouth, cheeks bulging as she masturbated. Four fingers turned into five, the silent duck. But she didn't go further, not this time, not at this angle. Still, this marked the beginning of her morning ritual; getting right at the edge of a big cum in a matter of seconds with shocking ease, pussy spasming and squirting against her wrist under the Moonwell water. It felt right, she felt blessed. She did it with her eyes shut. She did it thinking of double anal. She did it thinking of Drako, her latest crush. She'd never forget the way he entered her for the very first time, breaking her anal virginity.. and he did it again...with that gorgeous crown, nnnnnuuuhhhh.....OH Elune.. two dicks... She would bring herself so close that morning, hair an absolute mess, but as always during masturbation sessions all her life, the stubborn climax illuded her... despite this being the very first time she masturbated anally, something about being alone didn't do it for her. She needed a partner, she needed orc or peon to get her off... The chalice eventually licked completely clean.... she worked at it nevertheless, and morning quickly turned to afternoon with no success despite the orc cum she feasted on, only managing a legendary edging session.. but it was beautiful. It was bliss. Maybe if she spent more time, she could have achieved it. Maybe if she tried a different position, while dancing, while twerking.. but she had meetings in the afternoon, she would maintain them despite her sexual addiction. She liked the way the edging made her buzz deliciously.. it was a sweet torture; she could do it all day... she wondered if she would ever be able to shake her lifelong difficulty with masturbating, but instead of it being an annoyance, she actually appreciated it.. appreciated the fact that she wouldn't ruin her appetite.. it was just soo good

Drinking Moonwell water mostly cleansed her breath, which was a must especially now, but she didn't like washing away their taste... the water was a bitter disappointment as far as how it tasted to her now.. like stale water, flat, boring.

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Having given the green night for double anal just that night, the Warchief contemplated his next move. It was already paying off, it was a huge moral boost for his people, they felt invincible. He was regarded as the greatest Warchief ever by his people. Truly the next level, he can already tell the attitudes of all the other races changing dramatically towards them.

Tyrande's subtle, almost affectionate body language towards them did not go unnoticed, and now with her prowling the open forests, it was only a matter of time before her legend and theirs truly grew

He thought about having her pussy all to himself... he also liked the idea of keeping her on a pure diet of untraditional, taboo sex, something about that really intrigued him, the dichotomy of it.

For now, he's going to see how she likes double anal. If his suspicions are confirmed tonight, she will never find another elite orc warrior alone again, they'll always be paired up. He's going to make her the first and only EXCLUSIVE double-anal cumslut to have ever existed. For now, anyways... heeding the humans warning, he's going to draw the line there, and other than tonight's introduction to double-cock, she will only be offered, not be forced. Double anal, or nothing. They can always switch it up, of course, it doesn't always have to be double anal all the time, variety is the spice of life..

Highborne Leader of the Kal'dorei, High Priestess of Elune, Peace Maker, Double-Anal Cumslut

Tyrande Whisperwind

(What a mouthful)

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With the rumors and her suspicions confirmed (and WELL FUCKING BEYOND), the young mind-fucked night elf rogue realized, in shock and awe, that her beloved Priestess held the darkest most profane of all secrets, unspeakable, unfathomable.... She was the first to see her on the prowl, and this was the first night. There will be many more nights like this, with many more secret eyes watching... Confirming. Tyrande will never be alone in the forest. The rumors of their famed leader will slowly creep into everyone's minds, once again.. and with it, a sense of absolute wonder...

Jaina Proudmore, having heard curiosities whispered about, decided to investigate herself, and put an end to the disgusting rumors. Teleporting easily, her well-practiced invisibility spell will prove only too useful.

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Tyrande, feeling reborn, her connection to Elune restored, dawned her original simpler and thinner crescent moon sterling-silver tiara with matching belly chain, and adorned her wild hair with the leaves of the forest as she used to do when she was young... putting on a choker she hasn't worn in centuries, she switched to a new pair of tribal earrings that although had crescent moons, looked more orcish than night-elf, with matching claws made of bone.. nose piercing shining, she truly began embracing her wild side. She always preferred to proceed into the forest with nothing else on.

Indeed, as suspected, seeing two orcs laying down with legs scissored together, cocks pulsing flat against each other made her melt. The sight of double elite cocks oozing like that was the most beautiful, most profane, most arousing, most erotic thing she has ever seen. Walking up to them and turning around, Elune truly lighting her path, she stood there with glaring orc eyes on either side of her. Glancing first to her left, then to her right, having made knowing eye contact with both, her heart beating in her chest as her war drum, she stared straight ahead into the watching forest as she slowly took her seat, dropping her bubble butt all the way down on that magnificent fucking throne.

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Tyrande's ex handmaiden, having moved to Stormwind, decided to follow her dreams at last and become a painter, and artist. Humans appreciated that sort of thing. Her first work was nearly complete, she was fanatical, and would spend months and months perfecting every last detail with her picture-perfect memory. She was truly gifted, magnificent.

Upon revealing her nearly completed work to her only friend, it was titled "Money Shot", at Feathermoon's suggestion.

Feathermoon, staring ominously at the painting, curiosity eating her alive, decided she will definitely get a sample, when the time was right. And when she does *eyes shifting to her preoccupied innocent friend* she wont be the one to try it first...

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Three days later, during a particularly frustrating morning of edging, Tyrande's eyes flashed to the hearthstone, having been placed aside and forgotten. The possibilities... she wondered..

Fin?