Wyxt and Sia Sinblade Ch. 06

Sia shivers as he pulls out gradually and then gasps lustfully as he slams back into her. "Ya...jus like that!" she half screams, groaning with lust. She pushes her breasts against his hands, her nipples hard and erect against the palms of his hands, the first dribbles of milk leaking out from them. She shivers almost violently under his thrusts and shoves herself backwards against him to get the most out of his thick shaft, squeezing him with her pussy tight, milking him for all he's worth. Her tits jiggle beneath her with the thrusts and she moves to meet each one of them in turn, thrusting back hard and wildly. One hand remains on the table to steady herself, the other moves up to curl into her braided her, her eyes shut tightly.

Ronick lets out a slow breath through his mouth as he drives in fully into Sia's depths and holds there for a moment now as he squeezes her breast roughly in one hand as the other drifts down her belly towards the point where his shaft parts her flesh, "Somewhere in here..." then begins to fish around until he locates the small nub of flesh between her lips and begins to quickly grind his finger across it.

Wyxt sees Sia's excitement and it makes 'her' excited. Nipples stiff, Wyxt bites her lower lip, her hand slipping down to that red thong to rub between her legs as she watches her wife go crazy on that thick shaft being driven into her cunt. Now 'this' was how she liked for things to work out. She reaches out, and with one hand, slaps Sia's ass roughly so that the rolling green flesh jiggles. "Damn, I got th' 'ottest slut in 'ere f'r a wife..." she murmurs.

Sia gasps and a soft, barely withheld yell escapes her lips as he finds and begins to rub her clit. She groans and her body shakes with the thrusts he delivers as well as with the pleasure he is giving her. Moaning with lust, she presses her chest into his hands more, her pussy squeezing hard around his shaft, needy folds wanting him to fuck her like the dirty slut she is. Moaning louder now, she continues to lick her lips and her small tusks glistening in the dim light as she is roughly fucked, barely able to still steady herself. The words from Wyxt actually help to heighten her pleasure more, making her feel even better, pleasure rising inside her quickly while she shoves herself back against the human behind her to get the most from his length.

Ronick slides his hands down to Sia's waist now and takes a firm hold of her form as he begins to take control of the situation. He begins to thrust again and quickly build a fast pace while jerking Sia back to meet each thrust as he begins to hammer away at her from behind as he grits his teeth roughly. He finally manages to build a fast pace as he drives his length deep inside of Sia's form with each hard thrust against her lithe form as he pulls her to meet his motions, shaking the heavy table roughly now as his length rapidly pierces her form.

Wyxt is quite occupied with herself, fingering her cunt openly now, leaning forward, as she watches Ronick use her slutty wife to the fullest, jackhammering into Sia and shaking the table, drawing a purr from the voyeuristic Wyxt. "Mmm, blessin' o' might indeed..." Wyxt murmurs. Her own breath hot and husky, as she'd been horny to begin with playing with Sia and then sucking Ronick's cock, the cock hungry slut is plunging fingers into her pussy to match the tempo before her, her own tits jiggling as she sits on the edge of her chair, panting a bit and licking her lips.

Sia groans, her body shaking with the fast and powerful thrusts, her tits, now no longer squeezed and held jiggle freely beneath her. "Ah...by C'thun, yes...dat's jus right...give it ta me..." she moans, her voice shaky and lustful as she feels her rising pleasure mounting towards a quickly approaching orgasm. Determined to get the human to fill her good, she lets him have his way with her, a willing fuck-slut in his hands now, gasping with every thrust he delivers, her needy pussy squeezing him tightly the deeper he penetrates, milking him, demanding his hot, sticky seed deep within her. Her arms no longer able to support her body, she is pushed to the table-top, her breasts squeezed against the wood, shaking the table with every hammering the human pounds into her.

Ronick tightens his grip around Sia's waist now as his muscles begins to draw taunt, losing his steady pace as he begins to thrust wildly now with enough force to push Sia forward against the table as he nears his climax. Feeling her cunt clenching around his length he begins to groan and drive in faster now, letting out a low moan as he suddenly buries himself into Sia's form and his member twitches violently as he cums inside of her and fills her from within with a large amount of his seed. He jerks his member out of her and spills the rest of his load across her sweaty back as he pants heavily for breath now.

Sia gasps, noticing the picking up of speed and little yelps of pleasure now escape her lips. Then she feels his hot load filling her up inside and that drives her over the edge as sure as anything. A soft yell of pleasure can be heard from the troll-slut as she shivers almost violently, her demanding pussy clamping tightly around that hard cock inside of her, milking him before he pulls out and she can feel him covering her back with his sticky seed. She trembles her knees threatening to give away beneath her as her orgasm floods through her and her juices spill out of her cunt, flowing down the inside of her legs and adding to the small puddle of her juices already beneath her. Gradually, slowly, she calms down, her breath coming in quick, lust filled gasps as she tries to catch it.

Wyxt shivers, trembling, when Ronick fills up her wife's hot, lusty cunt with his seed, feeling her own pleasure mounting wildly at the side as Sia's strength gives out and his hips drive fully against her ass to fill her womb up with that hot spunk, then to finish on her back. Her own breath husky, heavy milky tits wobbling with every stroke of her fingers into her cunt, her orgasm is by no means as strong as Sia's, but pleasure floods through her and leaves her panting as she fingers herself and strokes her clit, purring. She doesn't stay seated for very long though, coming to the side of the table to lick Sia's back clean as she purrs against her, then looks up to Ronick. "Thank y' ver'h much f'r fuckin' m' need'h wife, good paladin..." Wyxt winks up at him, cum smeared against her cheek.

Ronick pants heavily for breath as he shakes his head and moves down into a low crouch behind Sia, "This is harder fight than any other... neh..." and closes his eyes for a moment as he begins to fill his body with holy light once more then opens his eyes and looks to Sia, reaching out slowly to place a hand against her hip as he begins to whisper, laying his hands on Sia and drawing out his energies to restore her.

Wyxt looks up, though, as she's addressed, and remembers that, you know, there are more people in the tavern! "Ahoy mate! Kroth, 'ow y' been?!" She grins wickedly, one hand on her wife's ass, rubbing lightly, before she leans over and begins to lick Ronick's shaft clean for him.

Sia slowly turns over on the table, panting for breath, but managing a pleased grin as she looks to Kroth. "'ello Kroth...long time no see big guy!" she waves with one hand a bit weakly, but feels the Paladin restoring her strength with his magic. She giggles playfully, sitting up on the table, then slipping down beside Wyxt, helping her clean up the paladin.

Ronick is caught off guard by Wyxt and lets out a quiet gasp, "That's still really sensitive!" he says a bit naively as he clenches his hands into fists and throws his head back, "Ne...."

Wyxt giggles, and shifts to the side, so she can vigorously stroke one side of Ronick's cock while Sia gets the other. Her arm wraps around Sia though, for her hand to support and knead opposing breast as their chests meet, and she winks up at Ronick. "...That bad mate?"

Sia giggles softly, her tongue lashing out to stroke along the length of the human's shaft, licking up her own juices mixed with his cum as she presses against Wyxt, holding herself against him tightly, her hand groping and squeezing her beloved's breast gently.

Ronick offers little resistance against the two trollish ladies as their tongues glide along his slick length and keeps his hands clenched into tight fist. Suddenly he lets out a grunt and begins to shiver before he jerks his hips up just a bit, spraying another load wildly across the two's faces before he drops back, barely catching himself on his elbows, "Light save me..."

Wyxt looks a bit surprised by that, but there's no way in hell the half-troll is complaining. She hugs Sia tight against her, so that thick load of hot spunk splatters across both of their cheeks and tits, now, as she grins, eyes closed just to make sure she's not blinded. "Ah, Ronick, I ain't f'r knowin' 'ow y' feel 'bout bein' all friendl'h wit' th' 'orde..." She's lying, he's just cum three times with trolls after all... "But m' crew ain't got no problem wit' 'umans aboard...."

Sia giggles happily, catching some of the delicious, hot seed with her lips, letting the other dribble onto her breasts, rubbing them together with Wyxt's, smearing the stuff all over them as she leans over to kiss her beloved with with her cum-smeared lips deeply and passionately. When she breaks back, she grins and nods to Wyxt's words. "Ya...I'd love ta have ye aboard!"

Wyxt takes care to steal as much cum as she can from Sia's lips in an affectionate surprise attack when they kiss, tongue swirling and cheeks pulling inward as Wyxt kisses her beloved, and, to seal the deal, swallows. Then, grinning wickedly, the Pirate Queen kisses Sia lightly on the lips once more, then winks up at Ronick. "I us'd t' be a pal'din once. Fanc'h that eh? Mayb'h lat'r I tell y' th' stor'h 'bout 'ow it got me 'ere." Even Sia might find that odd... Wyxt isn't sure if she told Sia the whole story before, though she's sure Sia knows most of it.

Ronick sits up weakly now as he looks between the two trolls slowly, "Oi... that lay on hands was to be my final gift... oi... now I am tired..." then pauses as the words sink in then rubs the back of his neck lightly, "Well... I've no problems with any race of the Horde... it's individuals I dislike. Ne?" Ronick looks to Wyxt slowly as he scratches his cheek for a brief moment, "As far as becoming a member of your group... oi... You aren't evil... and my oath is to aid all those in aid... I guess I have no problems serving if you need... and it'll help pay for my quarters... damned promotion."

Sia nods, smiling, a very pleased look on her features as she settles against Wyxt, holding her gently. She blinked a bit when Wyxt said those words, but aye, she did know most of the story already. She settles back against Wyxt, resting her head on her beloved's shoulder, closing her eyes.

Wyxt nods to Ronick, licking her lips lightly. "...Damn straight. Welcome t' th' Bloodsail crew mate! Y'll be glad t' 'ear we be an offshoot, not quite like th' bloodthirst'h folk up in Boot'h Bay. 'ence th' 'innocent' land op'ration 'ere at th' Lube an' Boot'h." Wyxt grins, licking cum from her lips as she hugs Sia. "Y' got a room 'ere then, an' y' got a place on th' boat, as well. Figure y' do bett'r as an agent on th' land in all that armor though, savvy?"

Ronick looks over to his armor and blade piled up near the table then turns his gaze back to Wyxt slowly before he offers a nod, "Just explain to me my duties and the regulations sometimes then... I'll await further dispatch of orders until then..." then rubs the back of his neck for a moment, "Oi... but if you don't mind... I think I could really use a bit of rest after that now."

Wyxt nods. "F'r now, that's th' ord'r o' business darlin'. Rest an' relax. We ain't movin' out an'h time soon. But push comes t' serve, we can always use a strong 'and 'round 'ere, f'r... ah... keepin' things und'r control, y' know? An' those spells be absolutel'h amazin' in 'ere, t' boot. An' wit' that in mind, it be 'bout time I take m' lovel'h spunk'h lad'h up t' th' room." She winks at him, then stands up, and, Sia in tow, begins to head up the stairs, grinning cheesily and giving a wave over her shoulder.