Yolin went medieval on Pokora's pussy.

The Oni fingerbanged the Elf almost as if she was stabbing a lifelong nemesis that had eradicated all her ancestors in the most vile and cruel way possible.

It looked brutal from the outside, but reality couldn't be more different.

Again, Yolin is a Cleric and, more importantly, a woman as well.

The beginning was careful, moderate, slow, and affectionate. After the Archer's second orgasm, however, things became wild.

“Blow my pussy to orbit!” Pokora moaned in aroused trance.

The tank complied eagerly, going as far as using her Asura Projection to conjure extra arms that helped in the act.

Sitting next to them, Natasha nodded in full approval. “You're a bit gentle,” she teased Yolin with a chuckle.

Pokora was on cloud ten trillion.

An Oni had just 'popped her cherry'. A muscular tomboy Oni! Everything she had ever wanted was happening before her eyes... which were unfocused and glazed from excitement.

Strong fingers targeted all sensitive spots in her pussy, prodding, pushing, rubbing, and tapping them. Thick fingers that knew what they were doing.

Orgasm after orgasm, Pokora's voice became louder and louder. Her body was sweaty and burning. Her pussy was a sloppy mess of juices.

The naughty noises that came from her crotch filled the room, akin to a tap dancer busting moves on puddles after a heavy rain.

The smell was thick and rich, filling the room as well.

Pokora was drooling, and her voice couldn't be placed among the spoken languages of Galeia no matter how hard one tried.

Bright white arms floated over her body, pinching nipples, prodding her navel, caressing her cheeks, flicking her clitoris, and choking her.

After the most mind-blowing orgasm so far, the Elf's body got wrecked with spasms similar to those of a stroke, then let out an ear-piercing screech of pure pleasure. She went blind for a second, and deaf for three. Her brain felt like it was literally melting, and her body was a constant explosion of numbing tingles that made her muscles flex and relax on their own in quick succession.

A strong and warm stream squirted out of her and hit the Oni on the face, chest, neck, and stomach.

Pokora tapped Yolin's arm with a hand while panting.

The Oni stopped and licked her fingers clean. “Delicious,” she chuckled.

The Elf went limp and took deep breaths for a while, then started laughing.

Natasha frowned and nudged Yolin with an elbow. “You fucked her silly,” she chastised the woman.

The Oni giggled and pushed the Halve. “Fuck off,” she playfully replied.

“Fuck me yourself, keke,” the golden woman replied with a smirk.

The tank arched an eyebrow. “Hoh?” she uttered. “I do remember you saying something about being at my mercy,” she recalled.

“Absolutely,” the Warrior confirmed with a big smile. “Please, and thank you.”

Yolin shot her head back and laughed, then sighed and nodded. “Okay, we'll do it in the ways of old, then.”

Natasha raised her eyebrows and blinked twice. “And that is?”

“That's a good idea,” Alyssa chimed in. “How didn't I think of it before?” she lamented.

The Oni moved over to the Halve and put both hands on her shoulder. “Lay on your back for me,” she requested.

The Warrior complied, then waited.

The Tank grabbed her by the ankles and lifted both legs up, then bend them back. She stood on the bed and sat on the golden woman's ass.

“Ah,” Natasha realized. “This is the amazon position,” she recalled.

“Amazon?” Yolin repeated, grabbing the futa's cock and lining it up to her pussy. “What's that?”

“A forest,” the golden amazon replied. “And a tribe of really tall women lived there.”

The red amazon lowered her body, impaling herself on the futa's cock.

Both sighed in pleasure.

“Were they strong?” Yolin probed, slowly going up and down the woman's full length.

“I guess,” Natasha moaned. “They weren't around by the time I was born, if they even existed in the first place.”

The Oni increased her speed, which unfortunately interrupted their interesting conversation about the mythical native women of South America, replacing their words with moans, gasps, sighs, and purrs.

As per usual, Yolin came first but didn't relent in the slightest. She moved faster and fucked Natasha harder.

Alyssa couldn't resist the sight and joined them, sitting on the Halve's face.

Lapia, who had been knocked out, woke up and made her way to the Elmari Elf. They cuddled and kissed while touching each other.

At one point, Alyssa and Yolin wore strapons and fucked Natasha in her ass and pussy, turning the usually stoic woman into a sloppy mess of loud orgasms and words of frenetic encouragement to get fucked harder.

After that, Alyssa was on the receiving end of it, with similar results.

The three fucked each other in myriad positions for a good while. Orgasms were aplenty and the Halve made sure to fill them with warm futa cum.

The two Elves ate each other's pussies, sucking on their clits and fingering their inner sensitive spots.

Then, as the night was nearing the end, Natasha faced Pokora.

“What do you want to do?” the Halve asked, giving the bratty Elf a few kisses. “We'll go at your pace.”

The Archer eyed the Warrior's body.

Muscles. All of them defined as if sculpted by the very Gods themselves. Veins were clearly visible under her skin on her arms, shoulders, and obliques. While she wasn't bulky, it was literally impossible not to notice every single one of her muscles.

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The ten-pack abs and the lack of a belly button got her curious, but she wasn't about to dig into Halve anatomy. She wanted Halve anatomy to dig into her.

Pokora's eyes landed on the futa's cock.

It was hard, long, thick, and at full attention even after cumming so many times.

Literally higher beings, she concluded with a thirsty grin. A femme daddy for sure...

“I have a really raunchy idea,” Natasha spoke with a mischievous smirk.

The Elf met her eyes and tilted her head. “I'm all ears,” she replied in expectation.

“Wanna know what Yolin's cervix tastes like?” the Halve offered.

The futa's words did Pokora a confusion, then it clicked and her eyes widened.

It was nasty, complete debauchery, and something the Elmari El would absolutely do.

She nodded.

The two turned to the Oni.

The woman shrugged. “I'm up for it,” she accepted with a carefree smile.

Thus, Yolin rode Natasha's cock until orgasm.. which didn't really take that long.

The moment the Warrior pulled out of the red pussy, Pokora was all over it.

Her tongue explored every centimeter of golden cock, focusing on the head. She closed her lips on the tip and rolled her tongue around the glans, savoring with the idea of it having touched the tank's cervix.

Something normally unreachable by a tongue alone, was done easily with the futa's stupidly large member.

Natasha moaned at the eagerness of the Elf, feeling strong tingles go up through her spine to her brain. “Shit, that feels amazing. Good girl,” she praised.

Pokora's face reddened and heated up. “Thanks, daddy,” she replied full of embarrassment, then returning to sucking cock.

Unlike Natasha who is a fiend for cock, Pokora liked them as much as anyone who liked penised people.

Still, the throbbing phallus in her mouth made her salivate. It was uncompromisingly large, stupidly thick, illogically hot, and unreasonably hard.

Pokora knew, deep down, that Natasha was going to fuck her brains out. She had seen the futa fuck, and it was both scary and arousing to the point of it being silly.

With such prospects, the Elf gobbled the golden cock, swirling her tongue around it.

Natasha gasped and groaned.

In an act of bravery, she tried putting the whole thing down her throat.

“Ghjk!” She gagged the moment it touched the back of her throat. She pulled her head back and coughed a few times. “Sorry, daddy. I can't,” she apologized.

Alyssa produced an enchanted towel and cleaned the futa's cock first, then Pokora's mouth. She gave the Elf a warm smile and a quick kiss on the lips. “You did good,” she praised.

Pokora's eyebrows joined and she bit her lips. Joining them is definitely on the top five best decisions of my life, she thought and moaned a little.

“I got another idea,” the Halve chuckled. “How about I fuck Yolin, and then fuck you while my cock has her pussy juice?” she offered and gave the tank a look. “It'd be like you're fucking her.”

“Holy shit, yes,” Pokora blurted out, feeling her pussy tighten.

Again, the Oni shrugged. “Sure,” she accepted with a laugh.

Natasha covered the red woman's body and fucked her for ten minutes.

Pokora watched as the futa made the Oni cum repeatedly, then stop before blowing a load inside her. Her loins were burning hotter than ever, and she was drooling a bit.

The Halve closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath. “I almost came,” she shared. “Give me a minute.”

The Archer wrapped her arms around the golden woman's neck and have her a sloppy kiss. “You're so good, daddy,” she whined with a smile. “I can't wait for you to fuck this tight little pussy!”

Natasha smiled and held back a laugh. “What are you dong, step sis?” she inquired with surprise.

“HAHAHA!” Pokora leaned back and closed her eyes. “What the fuck was that?”

The Warrior shrugged. “Trying to lighten up the mood,” she explained, then pointed out, “Your hands are shaking a little.”

Pokora released the hug and looked at her hands.

They were trembling slightly.

She sighed and balled them into fists. “Okay, enough fucking around, let's fuck,” she declared.

Natasha nodded in agreement. “Let's. Get on top of me, you know how it goes,” she pointed out and laid back.

Pokora straddled the futa and lifted her hips, then grabbed the cock and lined it up on her pussy. She took a deep breath, then let it out. Slowly, she lowered herself.

The tip of Natasha's penis spread Pokora's labia, then slowly went inside.

“Fuck!” the Elf hissed. “You're so thick, daddy!”

“Take it slow,” the Halve groaned.

“Mhm...” the Archer moaned and continued her descent.

Her insides stretched to the limit due to the cock's ridiculous girth.

Fortunately, Pokora had had several orgasms and was more than ready for it.

Little by little, accompanied by both women's groans, gasps, and sighs, Natasha's cock reached the end of the Elf's vagina.

The Archer squeezed her pussy, and hissed. “Too big,” she complained, feeling Natasha's heartbeat on her pussy walls.

Unsurprisingly, even after filling the Elf up with cock, five centimeters were still out.

Pokora slowly raised her hips, then used her weight and arms to control the speed and depth.

Natasha moaned, and brought her hands to the Archer's breasts. “You feel fucking amazing, Pokora,” she revealed. “You're tight as fuck and squirming around my cock.”

The Elf's face turned red with embarrassment. “Does daddy like it?” she still asked, as the bottom she was.

“I love it,” the futa replied with a grunt.

Unable- and unwilling- to just sit and watch, the other three entangled in their own little tussle of sex.

After around five minutes, and with full knowledge of Natasha's cock being covered by Yolin's pussy juices, Pokora came.

“Don't cum inside me,” Pokora panted while bouncing. “You definitely can't!”

“Got it,” Natasha replied, gently meeting her rhythm. “I'll pull out.”

The Elf grabbed the Halve's face and looked into her golden eyes. “You definitely must not nut inside me!” she repeated.

“Yeah,” the Warrior chuckled. “I got it. Sheesh...”

“No,” Pokora insisted, speeding up and giving her a sloppy kiss. “You don't get it. Don't cum inside,” she repeated, and gave her a few winks.

“Ohh...” Natasha breathed out in understanding. “Okay, then.” Her eyelids fluttered, and she let out a long groan while holding Pokora's waist in place.

The Elf's eyes and mouth widened at the feeling of blazing hot liquid spurting inside her. Her mind tried catching up to what just happened for a few seconds, then it clicked. “Ah... were you holding back?”

The Halve nodded with a long sigh. “I told you I almost came inside Yolin a while ago, and your pussy is top grade, not going to lie,” she chuckled.

“Your nut is really hot,” Pokora pointed out.

“I've been told,” the futa laughed. “Is it nice?”

The Archer thought for a few seconds, thinking about the sensation. “Comfy,” she settled. “And you're still hard, fucking hell,” she sighed.

“Eternal, girl,” Natasha giggled. “Ready to get properly fucked?”

Pokora nodded. “Give it to me good, if you can,” she chuckled. “That was pretty quick, you know?”

The Warrior scoffed. “Fuck you. Yolin's pussy is the absolute best when she cums. Well, you wouldn't know...” she retorted with a shit eating grin.

“Wow...” the Elf couldn't believe her ears. “Did you really just say that?”

Natasha lifted Pokora's body with no effort whatsoever, then laid her on her back and covered her. “Yes, and I'll say a lot more while I fuck you,” she whispered into her ear.

Pokora's pussy tightened on its own. She wrapped her arms around the Halve's neck and purred. “Yes, daddy,” she giggled.

Then, Natasha turned the bratty Elf into a sloppy mess of moans, blowing load after load inside her while making her cum nonstop.

Such was the way Pokora joined their relationship.