Gifts of All Sorts - Part VII

Vel pulled away from Jumwa and walked around him, his hand sliding along the other troll’s cock, a goodbye caress before treading to the opposite side of the bed, where Anjasa's chains kept her in place. The elf lay there, frantically pulling at her chains and shouting "Hurry! Get them off!"

Jumwa grinned and strode up to the foot of the bed, planting his knees on it before her and working his way in slowly. Vel watched him move across the bed on his knees, his cock standing out in front of him, coated with his own fresh ejaculate. With the brutish man distracting him and the elf kicking her leg, it took Vel longer than it should've to undo the chain about her ankle. As soon as he did, however, she extended both legs out, rubbing the edge of her feet along Jumwa's stocky outer thighs.

When he came to between her legs he fell forward onto his two palms, his stiff member pointed down at her rigidly as the two lover’s lips met. Anjasa was maddened with desire and lashed her tongue out to his. Her hand was freed by Vel, and immediately both of her arms were flung about Jumwa, their moans muffled between their pressed mouths as she humped her crotch up at him, eager for more than just her fingers.

Vel crawled onto the side of the bed, placing one hand on Jumwa's back, rubbing it as he watched the two make out. His eyes trailed down the two intertwined bodies, and smirked, marvelling at the horny elf's desperate thrusting hips. He slid his hand down Jumwa's back and along his ass before bringing his aqua-green digits between the two. He grasped Jumwa's shaft and lined it up with the glistening wet cunt that so eagerly humped and jerked upwards in need, so that the tip of the bulging cock parted her lips with each upwards motion.

Jumwa brought one of his arms up under Anjasa's shoulder, his hand at the back of her head, fingers moving through her sleek black hair as they kissed one another madly. His free hand slid down along her curvaceous form, along her hip and ass cheek, finally gripping beneath her thigh and lifted her leg.

In response, the hungry, wild elf clasped the two hulking biceps in hand and wrapped her legs about his hips and ass. She moaned lewdly and gasped through her nose and between kisses in their lust, but each time she thrust her hips upward and met nothing but momentary penetration or a fleeting rub of his bulging tip against her clit, she whimpered sadly in disappointment.

It wasn't long before the broad Jumwa pushed her down into the mattress with his powerful grip on her thigh. With Vel's hand still at his cock he pushed down into her absurdly drenched cunt. Inch after inch of his girth tore her wet pink lips asunder, widening them to an extent that seemed impossible but a moment ago. Each row of studs that passed into her sent her already wild psyche over another edge.

The first ones sent her jerking back, digging her fingers into Jumwa's flesh with careless force, cutting into him in places. The second row sent her violently shaking, twisting her back into an arch as she cried out loudly. The third and final row caused her eyes to open and bulge, her toes to curl and she bit down on her lower lip, face turning red as her breath caught in her throat, looking as though she may not make it.

Jumwa moaned softly and opened his eyes to watch her in her overworked state. Smirking at the display, he angled his hips down more and bottomed out in her as Vel pulled his hand away after a firm stroke. Immediately, he started pulling back and beginning to rut into her with the growing lewd wet sounds of her cunt as his pace steadily increased.

Vel moved behind them and watched as the thick blue shaft tore in and out of the tight pink cunt, its studs spreading its already taut diameter further. He bit his bottom lip as he felt his own green shaft stiffen again, that growing familiarity with the rigid hardness returning as he watched the beast of a man hammer into the elf.

Wrapping a fist around his shaft, he began to stroke as he leaned in, eyes shut, taking a lap at Jumwa's balls before they went crashing downwards on a thrust. He could hear the larger male’s grunt of satisfaction and he did it again each time he withdrew; a quick lick across his heavy sac, a glistening sheen on it from the elf's juices. As Jumwa's pace grew faster and he couldn't keep up, Vel lowered his head and lapped at the other man’s cock where it met the elf.

Jumwa groaned as he plunged into Anjasa's tight folds, though Anjasa seemed in another world. She jerked and struggled beneath him, at times pounding her fists against his chest and pleading in near gibberish for him to stop, others moaning and screaming in her sheer bliss, flailing from side to side. "Joooomwaaaahh!" was one of the few discernible words from her mouth, over and over again, elicited in dozens of various tones, pitches and volumes.

How many times she climaxed only the two troll’s might have been able to count. By the number of crescendos in her screaming ecstasy, or the gushes of warm fluids across Jumwa's cock and Vel's tongue, they might've guessed. She had no clue.

At some point she blacked out.