Wet Bath Ch. 01

Dezicra continued to pummel and pound her lover, unloading what felt like pinks of her steaming sex-milk. She could hardly control herself s she sent her dick sloshing in and out over and over, despite the sputtering slopped full hole it was buried within.

"More! Oh Goddess! More!" Anya gasped, and Dezicra rewarded her with her wish tenfold, slamming her length in to the hilt and letting her dick jerk and spasm as more and more of her ooey gooey spooge deposited itself in her little human lover's receptive ass.

Finally, their breasts connected with long strands of milky-muddy-spit-sloppy cum, the two lovers stared wantonly into each other's eyes, Dezicra's soft meat slipping free of the bods of Anya's ass, left gaping and oozing with sweet bubbling orc cum. They stared at one another, unable to look away, and for several long minutes, just watched one another, beyond lust, beyond love, in a kind of otherworldly embrace.

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"How am I to go back to my tribe knowing you're out there someplace?" Dezicra asked with a coltish grin as she sat back beneath a drooping ironwood tree, watching intently as Anya donned her leathers and prepared to take her leave, her long lovely legs causing the she-orc to lick her lips at the thought of another quick coupling before they were parted forever.

Hours after the pair had made love in the baths under the midday sun, Anya had told her lover that she had to go, to return to the human caravan she'd been hired to protect and collect her money. She'd been as unwilling to depart as Dezicra had been prepared to let her, but her rations were sparse, and she needed to replace her mount, lost in the skirmish hours earlier.

"You don't have to." Anya said, flipping her red hair aside and smiling as she stepped up to her orc lover and helped Dezicra to her feet. She slid her arms up around her larger lover's neck, clasping them behind her head as she looked lovingly into her big golden eyes. "I told you I have no allegiance to those men. I only need to collect my fee and be on my way. You don't need to go back to your tribe either. I know you don't feel you belong there; not like you do here with me."

Dezicra smiled, fingers sliding down Anya's back, cupping her bottom beneath her own leather skirt, feeling her naked cheeks hot in the palms of her hands. "You'd have me give up the only world I've ever known, for a piece of ass?"

Anya smiled in return, and the pair pressed their lips together in agreement. She already knew they would be together, and though they knew not where their adventures would take them, she knew that for the first time in a long time, Anya held allegiance to someone other than herself, and it felt good.

"Two days ride to the south is the village of Torlyn." Anya spoke her words between Dezicra's lips as they rested their foreheads against one another. "I'll be there with two horses in three days. There's an inn; only one. I plan to stay the night and head east. There are places that are more accepting of,,,,, our kind there." She paused; tongue invading her lover's mouth once again before stepping back and breaking their embrace.

"I'll find you in Torlyn my sweet." Anya called back as she set off into the wood. She need not have waited for an answer. Dezicra was hers, and she was Dezicra's. Neither of them had any doubt of that.