Wyxt and Sia Sinblade Ch. 09

Wyxt spreads her legs further under the horse's vigorous pounding, opening up her wet, sloppy cunt to that pounding equine shaft as much as she can. The rough thrusts of the horse's fucking cause the gnoll's cum to ooze out around his cock from her tight ass, and Wyxt vaguely hopes the gnoll doesn't go soft just because the pounding of the horse is causing her to grind back against his cock whether she wants to or not. The human fucking her lips would find his cock slick with saliva in no time, the trolless slut practically drooling around his cock as the head of his shaft, in one lunge with Wyxt's urging, her hand on his hip, hits the back of her throat. Too delirious with lust and sex to care, Wyxt fights through the faintest of gag reflex, tongue rubbing roughly against the sides of his cock, and she pumps the orc furiously with her other hand, using his stature to both push herself on and off of the human's cock, and help her grind back against the rough, full thrusts of that this horse dick, needing to feel it fill her womb with it's cum, almost desperate for it. Even now she can feel another, second wave of pleasure swelling within her, the trolless unable to breath but a bucking avatar of lust right now.

The horse does not take long building up and does not waste any time, its pounding increasing in speed and strength, shaking her entire body with every thrust, causing her to be pushed against the human's cock in her mouth even further while her tits flop and jiggle lewdly with the powerful strokes. The orc beside her is grunting over her tits now, continuing the rough licking and squeezing along with the human who is also close to release as this Troll-slut so expertly fucks him with her lips. The gnoll does not move and Wyxt's fear of him going soft are unjustified. Too exciting is the feel of the hot slut on top of him being fucked by that great stallion and the other two bandits, too exciting the feel as the gnoll reaches around and now also grabs a handful of her tits, helping the two to maul and mash them while the 3 humanoids and the horse drive the trolless and themselves to orgasm.

Wyxt vaguely wonders if she could position herself for the orc to fuck her tits, but of course, that's not possible with the horse hovering over her. Vaguely, 'vaguely' Wyxt wonders if C'thun would make her pregnant from this, and it amuses her, but this thought only lasts a small fraction of a second. Her nose pushed into the human's crotch hair time and again from the furious thrusts of the huge beast atop her, Wyxt's lavender skin gleaming in the firelight, sweating and desperate for air, the trolless clenches what little she can around that driving, pummeling equine shaft as it fucks her missionary, legs trying to, somewhat, curl around the horse's belly as Wyxt feels it drive into her needy womb again and again. Her small tusks are the only things that really keep the human in her mouth on a direct course to her throat as she fucks her lips like pussy, the trolless' moans sending shivers through his cock as she struggles to hold out against the looming threat of passing out, on the verge of her second orgasm, giving soft yelps around the human in her mouth with each painful, but blissful, thrust of the horse atop her.

The orgasm of the two bandits comes at the same time the horse neighs loudly and thrusts once more deep into Wyxt. She can feel the thick, equine shaft pulsating within her, can practically feel the thick wads of cum throb through the veiny shaft up to the head and then shoot into her womb, explode inside her even as the human unloads his sticky, hot seed in her mouth, forcing it down her throat as he buries himself deep within her. The orc shifts, positioning himself to let his own gooey, sticky cum shoot all over her bouncing, jiggling tits, covering them in his hot spunk while the slut is being filled in the remaining two holes. The horse whinnies again as it keeps pounding into her, pumping more and more of the hot equine seed into her needy womb while the human groans with the pleasure of sweet release above her, filling her belly and mouth.

Wyxt swallows as best she can, having no choice between her inability to breathe and the thick cock head pushed straight into her throat, as she winces, eyes closed. Her moans, her own lustful frenzy, are muffled effectively by the cock in her mouth, as her womb is bathed in thick, hot cum, filled with the equine's seed and cock alike. The thick, hot spurts of white cum push her over the edge, the slutty troll wife cumming a second time, hard, as thick horse cum starts to gush out of her sloppy cunt, drenching her, the gnoll's crotch, and the tree root beneath them. Flopping tits covered in the orc's hot cum and her own dribbling milk, Wyxt weakly grinds through the last of her orgasm, shivering and shuddering between them, pulling away from the human with a desperate gasp for air as she lies atop the gnoll.

It is then the murloc lets the horse back away, but not before it has finished filling her with all his seed, that equine shaft pumping even the last bits of the stallions cum into her before it slips out of the sloppy slut and trots away. The orc and human withdraw as well and Wyxt is lifted off the gnoll and to the ground, the bandits all grinning at her brightly. "Good lil slut she be. We should keep 'er an her friend." the human commented towards the murloc The Shaman merely smirked, though the strange eyes were fixed on Wyxt for now, watching her lie on the ground, sloppy, sticky mess that she was.

Wyxt closes her legs, though not in an effort to hide herself. Just to ease some of the soreness away, and to hold in some of that hot, equine cum, as she lies there on her back, panting, her heavy tits heaving with each deep breath. Too out of breath, for the moment, to reply, she glances to the murloc staring at her, and licks a stray bit of cum from her lips as she shudders where she lies on the ground. She glances towards Sia, and grins, just a bit, glad to know why Sia likes centaurs and horses so much now.

Sia shifts a bit on the ground now and the murloc also looks to her, then he nods to the bandits, motioning with one hand before speaking in that gurgling voice of its kind. "Back to camp!" he barks the short order and the bandits rub their hands together. This was a nice catch indeed. These two Troll-Sluts would certainly greatly improve troop morale and it was certainly something to boast that they had got to fuck them first among the men. So they moved to get rope, tying the still dazed Troll-sluts together and gathering up their belongings, placing those on the remaining horses and then slinging them over the horses back, naked as they were. They wouldn't need any clothing where they were being taken to...not for what the bandits had in mind certainly.

Wyxt glances over her shoulder to Sia, then squeezes her beloved's hand as she purrs soothingly. "This be sorta familiar don't it." She whispers, then goes along for the ride nice and quietly. A camp? While this sounds like a dangerous situation, it also sounds like a real promise for some fun. Wyxt licks her lips lightly, still covered, and filled, with cum, and wondering what they're getting into.