The Dark Horde Pt. 06

Bear watched her, her pale pink form in stark contrast to the dark forest. She fit, he thought, her nudity making her a natural part of the forest. When she tuned to face him, he noticed how in the moonlight her dark hair and pubes matched the dark moss beneath her. She waved him over to her. After a quick glance towards the minotaur, Bear stepped deeper int to the forest to join her.

Standing on the log, Valentine was the same height as Bear. When he approached, she took his face between her hands, smoothing his hair behind his ears.

"I will not challenge you about the beast, but..." he started to say.

"Shhh," whispered Val.

She kissed him on the lips, preventing any more words from being spoken.

She reached down with one hand to find his cock. It was soft and heavy in her palm, twitching as her fingertips brushed against his balls. Her tongue slipped into Bear's mouth to find his. He responded, his tongue darting around hers, his great hand finding her breast to cup it. His cock grew thick in her hand.

Val had been horny for hours. The feeling of that giant cock against her pussy had left her hungry to be filled. Once the adrenaline of the fight had ebbed, and the small group settled around the campfire, she had been unable to resist the urge anymore. She needed a cock in her, and Bear's was delightfully near. And growing, soft to the touch but hard against her palm. She moved the skin up and down around it, urging it to grow to its fullest.

She almost chuckled when she held the fullness of his erection in her hand. Her standards sure had changed. Bear would have been considered massively hung in her earlier days..

Val pulled away from Bear, smiling. She bent over to quickly slide his cock in her mouth, drooling over it to cover it in saliva. She could feel the coolness of the air on the already wet lips of her pussy, but extra lube never hurt anyone. And anyway, the feel of that soft knob on her tongue, the feeling of fullness in her mouth from the thick cock, made her squirm with desire. She gave it one last lick like an ice cream cone.

Val stood back up. She wrapped her arms around Bear's neck, threw a leg over his back and held on tight. Bear took the hint. His hands went to her ass, holding her up. Val wrapped her legs around the base of his torso, guiding his cock towards the entrance of her pussy with one hand. Bear, his eyes locked in hers, guided her down onto his thick cock.

Val bit her lip as her pussy stretched open, as the round head of his dick made its way into the wet sleeve of her sex. Bear breathed out, trying to maintain control over the urge to shove his way in. Instead he let her slide down slowly, relishing the feel of the tightness and warmth around his straining cock.

That was it, that was the feeling Val had been looking for. The warm solidity of his chest against hers, the embracing arms, and that magnificent cock of his filling her insides. She held on tight, a rising hunger gripping her.

"Fuck me.." she whispered in Bear's ear before letting her head fall on his shoulder.

He snorted, prancing a bit in place. His large hands were under her ass like a saddle, gripping her. He started to move her up and down on his cock, lifting her whole body up and down before slamming her back down. Val gasped. Bear began a relentless motion, driving his cock in and out of her pussy. Val could only gasp as she was manhandled, her pussy stretched open with every in-thrust, crying out for more as he slid out.

Bear closed his eyes, his mind flooded by the pleasure. He moved her, used her, fucking her pussy. He was barely aware of her, consumed by the motion on his cock. He was barely moving, moving her instead. Val braced her feet on his haunches, taking some of her weight, opening her hips even more to receive even more of him in her hungry cunt.

Neither were going to last long. There was too much heat, too much time since the last time they had fucked, too much adrenaline to be burned off from the fight against the orcs. Val hung on Bear's neck for dear life as pleasure shook her. She had an orgasm, or two, or twelve, or not yet, she wasn't sure. All she knew is that her body shook, was impaled on that cock, was swept away, that the world was her cunt being speared by that cock and nothing else existed.

She felt Bear's cock swell before it spilled his cum inside of her, felt that splash of hot spunk deep in her pussy. That pushed her even further, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she threw her head back, shaking, almost falling if it wasn't for Bear's strong hands supporting her.

They stopped moving, Bear's cock still deep in Val's pussy. They were both breathing hard, sweating. Eventually Val braced herself against Bear's hips and pushed herself up and off of him, her pussy throbbing as his length slid through her parted pussy lips. She shakily found her footing on the angled log. Bear held his arm out for her to hold on to as she made her way down. Thin rivulets of their mingled juices flowed down her inner thighs. I need a bath, Val thought, looking down at her muddy feet, her cum and dust covered legs.

And yet she felt perfect, watching drops of Bear's cum falling on the moss below, dropping out of her throbbing pussy.

She stopped for a few moments at the base of the log, her feet back on solid ground. She turned to give Bear a hug, his human cock flopping against her chest. She grinned at him, then took his cock in her hand and gave it a kiss. Bear chuckled and grinned.

They both looked up to see Gracius and the minotaur looking at them. Gracius was standing by a tree at the edge of the firelight, his slim cock erect and pink again the dark fur of his goat legs, a small smile on his face. The minotaur's enormous head peeked over Gracius's shoulder, looking at Val and Bear with bovine curiosity.

Val chuckled. Hungry Woman indeed. She turned around, leaned forward to brace herself against the mossy log and stuck her ass out. She glanced over her shoulder at Gracius and smiled. His cock seemed slim and small compared to Bear's, but Val was ready for second round. And part of her was curious. She had never fucked a faun before.

Gracius trotted over eagerly.

Val watched his erection bob against the dark fur of his belly, so pink again the thick curls. She had to admit that he had a beautiful cock. Perfectly proportioned, though not big. Erect, it had an almost dignified air, similar to Gracius himself. Half goat maybe, but the human half was pleasant to look at for sure, elegant, with a well trimmed goatee and a well kept head of curly brown hair. And a little mischievous smile his lip. He was a faun after all. If Greek vases were to be trusted, the one thing faun liked to do is tup maidens.

Val had to chuckle. Her ass out, hands on the mossy log in the middle of a dark forest, she hardly fit the image of a maiden. Or was she a nymph? Before she had a chance to decide, Gracius slipped a hand between her thighs, cupping her pussy. Val gasped.

Gracius's fingers slid across her skin like the wings of butterflies, soft and quick, tracing patterns across her inner thighs. His hands drew shapes and circles across her ass, her back, brushing across her breasts, drawing shivers and a low moan out of Valentine. He knew what he was doing, Val thought, sticking her ass a little further out, inviting him to dig a little deeper.

A slim finger, then another, slid into her pussy. She was drenched already, lubricated and stretched open by Bear's massive cock. A part of her was suddenly afraid she was too loose now. She squeezed the muscles around her vagina, gripping his probing fingers.

But Gracius had other ideas. He pressed his thumb gently against the ring of her asshole. Val purred. Oh, she thought, it had been a while... Gracius stepped up, holding on to her hips, and slid his cock into her pussy. Val exhaled loudly at the sudden flood of pleasure. His slim cock was almost a relief after Bear, a delicious fullness in her pussy without the gut-pounding pressure of the centaur's massive cock.

And his thumb, well oiled by her sweat and juices, was still there, pressed against her ass. Gracius started a slow, deep rhythm with his hips, pulling out of her pussy almost fully before sliding back in. And doing..something, Val was not quite sure what. It felt like his cock was moving, rotating, swiveling, something, rubbing the rounded tip agains the ridges of her G spot, against the root of her pussy, finding nerve endings she hadn't known she had.

Val let her head hang between her arms, bracing herself again the fallen tree, feet apart and ass in the air. All her focus was on her pussy the the cock swimming in there, drawing gasps and shivers of pleasure. Her breasts felt heavy and electric, swinging gently with every thrust, her nipples arcing through the cool night air like shards of fire. And that thumb.

His thumb had slipped between the rings of muscles, had slid effortlessly, bringing another note to the symphony of pleasure he was drawing out of Val's body.

Val shook with an orgasm. It was like a low rumble, shaking her body, making her tremble and gasp, her eyes screwed shut as the waves of pleasure pulsed out of her pelvis. Her orgasm must have been his cue. He slid his cock out of her pussy and before Val had the chance to look back, she felt the pressure of his cock against the ring of her asshole.

"Yessss..." she grunted, as a heavy wave of pleasure radiated out. She pushed back, inviting the cock in.

Gracius, ever the gentleman, let her guide her ass down his cock. She pushed and breathed and slid that tight ring along his slim cock until she felt his balls tap her thighs. It was another fullness now, a different note. She remained still for a moment, letting her ass ring like a bell through her gut.

Fingers fluttered across her clit. Gracius had reached down over her belly, cupping her pussy. He pushed down on her clit, almost pinching it between two fingers, keeping a steady pressure on it.

"Fuck..," whispered Val to herself.

The pressure on her clit made her insides vibrate. She needed to move, to make that heat spread. She started rolling her hips, a shallow fucking of her ass on his cock. Gracius took the hint and started to move, sliding his cock back and forth in her well lubricated ass, keeping the pressure on her clit.

"Fuuuuck...," moaned Val.

Gracius kept a steady rhythm, in and out, in and out, letting the pressure build as his fingers pushed on her clit. He watched as his cock slid between the pink globes of her ass, his hand on her hip, pulling himself deeper in. Gracius was dimly aware of the presence of the two massive creatures nearby, the centaur and the minotaur, dark shapes in the fire-lit forest. But his focus was on Val, her body that quivered and trembled under his touch, the heat of her ass as it drew in his cock. And her feminine essence, a hunger that matched his rutting desires. He tapped it, found it deep in her belly, tickled it with the tip of his cock, pressed against it with fingers. She had responded by letting go, by letting her head hang, her back curl, her ass push out, matching his thrusts.

That was his cue to let go, to unleash his animal maleness that lived barely tamed by his intellect. He grabbed hold of her hips with both hands and started to really push, slamming his cock into her ass, drawing grunts of pleasure out of her.

Val had replaced his hand with hers, her fingers a blur as they danced across her clit. Her thighs were streaked with the juices flowing out of her gaping pussy. Orgasms built and blew across her body, sharp flashes of white across her eyes as she came again and again, her legs trembling. It was as if Gracius, for all the savagery of his thrusting, knew exactly the rhythm that would make her pleasure grow and peak and crash into her core.

Gracius grunted and moaned, hunched over her ass, his thrusting becoming suddenly frantic and chaotic. Val looked over her shoulder through sweat drenched hair to see the faun suddenly arc back, head thrown back, locking his hips against her ass. She felt a wet heat flood her insides, a deep pulsing of his cock in her ass, a final tremor that shook yet another orgasm out of her.

Gracius finally stopped moving, panting. Val let herself collapse forward onto the mossy log that supported her. His cock slid out of her with a moist pop. Gracius trotted back, slicking his hair back with one hand, trying to catch his breath. He looked back at Val to see if she was doing fine, which she was. She was sitting on the log, smiling ruefully.

The minotaur brushed past the panting faun, a dark mass moving impossibly quickly. Before Gracius or Bear had a chance to do anything, he was on Valentine.

"Oh shit," was all Val time to think. But the beast suddenly stopped and fell to his knees in front of her. He pushed his giant head towards her belly.

Several thoughts clashed though Val's head in the split second it took the minotaur to move his head closer. "I'm dead" was one of them, as was "I made a terrible mistake", though another less dire one was "I'm too tired to fuck him". When it became clear that the Bull-Man had no intentions of eating her alive (or dead), her thoughts congealed into a single one: "there is no way his dick is going to fit in my pussy."

But other, slower, thoughts were making their ways through the tiny brain of the minotaur. He extended his enormous tongue and licked Val.

Val cried out in surprise and pleasure. His tongue was enormous, wet, and slightly rough. It made her pussy, already sore from the pounding it got from Bear, burn. But it was the kind of burn you got from eating spicy food. A delicious torture that left you wanting more. And more she got. The minotaur licked and tasted, dipping into the depth of her pussy, filling her in ways no cock ever had.

Val grabbed on to the horns of the bull, placing her feet on his shoulders. She held on as his tongue snaked and wormed its way into and across her pussy, her ass, her thighs and belly, as it pushes her open and filled her, as it slid across her swollen clit.

She held on as the minotaur reared his head until she was perched on his shoulders, holding on to his horns, hunched over his tongue, shaking with pleasure as orgasms shook her.

Gracius and Bear looked at each other. That's not something you see everyday, even in the forest of Ewelyn.