The Warlock & the Wizardess Ch. 07

That night after dinner, the wizardess was walking back to the campfire after going into the woods to pee, when suddenly, slinking out of the vegetation in perfect silence, a thin silhouette appeared in front of her.

Shayla's instincts kicked in immediately. In the blink of an eye, her outstretched hand was crackling with aetheric energy and she was swiftly intoning the words of magic that would unleash a massive pulse of arcane power against her assailant. Luckily, before she finished casting the spell, the elf's singsong voice reached the wizardess's ears.

"Wait, Shayla! It's me!" Laentharyel squeaked with fright, moving to the side and out of the shadows of the trees, so that the moonlight would illuminate her. As the elf raised her arms to signal her harmlessness, her light blouse got lifted up enough to reveal her cute bellybutton resting at the center of her flat, porcelain smooth tummy.

"Laeny?!" Shayla exclaimed in surprise, blinking her eyes and dispelling the haze of magic humming around her. "Sweetie, you've got to be more careful! I get that you're an elf and a ranger to boot, so I can't expect you not to be stealthy when you walk, but really, skulking around like that is a bad idea! I almost threw an arcane blast at you right now!"

"I know, I'm sorry..." the huntress pouted, rubbing her thighs together and biting her cherry red lips as she haltingly went on.

"I just needed to be alone with you, because... I mean, uhm... You're so sexy, Shayla!" Laeny finally blurted out, her sculpted moon-lit cheekbones all flushed with arousal. "I get wet just looking at you, your tits are so big and round, and your ass... Oohh, Blessed Stars, you're just so beautiful, Shayla, and I'm so horny all the time, it's like I'm on fire..."

Panting, Laentharyel trailed off, her green eyes flashing with barely contained and very obvious desire. Shayla didn't react as the huntress swiftly stepped closer.

Taking the wizardess's hands and holding them tight within her long thin fingers, Laeny locked gazes with Shayla and leaned her slim body against the brunette's gorgeous curvy figure. Whimpering as she pressed her perky breasts into the raven-haired wizardess's ample cleavage, thus making their nipples brush together through their clothes, Laeny murmured urgently into Shayla's mouth, their lips almost touching.

"I want to lick your pussy, Shayla! I need to taste you, I just can't help it... Please, let me lick you, pleeease!"

"Oh! Well, uhm... Yeah, why not!" the wizardess replied with a pleased smile, feeling flattered and hot and not at all inclined to turn down the elf's very enticing offer. "I guess I could let you do that, if that's really what you wan-mmph!..."

Laentharyel's lips pressing on hers in an urgent, excited kiss prevented Shayla from finishing her sentence. Not that it mattered at that point.

Letting the elf's lustful frenzy run its course, the wizardess relaxed and enjoyed Laeny's soft lips munching on her own tumid mouth. Willingly kissing the elf back in turn, Shayla cooed as the huntress's tongue wiggled and swiped inside her mouth, exploring her warmth and wetness, teasing her as they kissed ever more intensely.

While they made out, Laentharyel's delicate hands sneaked their way into the plunging neckline of Shayla's figure-hugging tunic and started fondling the wizardess's huge jutting tits. The dark-haired human girl was soon moaning into the blonde elf's pouty mouth, turned on like crazy by the gentle manipulations with which Laeny rubbed and stimulated her puffed-out areolas and erect nipples.

Shayla's pussy was dripping with arousal when, suddenly, the elf's lips and tongue left her mouth while her boob-kneading fingers let go of her big sensitive tits, causing the wizardess to groan unhappily. Her disappointment was short lived, though.

In a heartbeat, Laentharyel dropped to her knees and pushed up the hem of the wizardess's mid-thigh azure tunic, revealing the brunette's moist slit. Wedging her blonde head between the buxom human's legs, the elf let out a joyous, animalistic mewl as she clamped her famished lips onto Shayla's swollen nectar-glossy labia and started voraciously eating her out.

A few minutes later, when Jadrik and Uli went to look for the girls, they found Shayla leaning back against a tree, panting like a bitch in heat as she sighed in absolute pleasure.

With her fabulous bulging jugs spilling out of her tunic and her juice-streaked legs spread wide apart, Shayla had her fingers intertwined within Laentharyel's flowing blonde tresses and was pressing the elf's delicate face firmly into her drooling, quivering pussy. All the while, the huntress was moaning just as crazily as Shayla, though her vocalizations were muffled by the devastating, incessant cunt-munching routine she was unleashing on the wizardess's budding clit and juice-dripping slit.

"See, lad?" Uli chuckled, crossing his massive arms over his barrel-like chest and elbowing the grinning warlock. "I told ye the lasses would get along just fine!"

"It certainly appears so," Jadrik concurred, waving his hand and smiling at a sighing, shivering Shayla. The wizardess's jet-black mane was sexily tousled and her eyes were glazed-over with evident bliss, but the warlock chose to ask teasingly anyway: "So, how's Laeny doing, Shay? Is she any good at licking pussy?"

"Ohh yes! Ooohh fuck, yeeess..." the wizardess gasped, overcome by yet another climax right there and then. Her pleasure was so intense that her vision blurred as she tried to talk to Jadrik. "She's sooo good, Jad! Uuhh... Best pussy-licker ever... Aahh yesss, eat my clit Laenyyyy!"

In the few minutes they had spent together, the horny elf had suckled the wizardess's clit and lapped away at her pussy with almost desperate dedication. Laentharyel could wiggle her experienced tongue so masterfully all over Shayla's dewy folds that the wizardess had been writhing non-stop under her lewd kisses, wracked by a delicious series of back-to-back gushing orgasms. In truth, Laeny had shown such incredible talent in orally pleasing her that, from the moment the huntress's lips had made contact with her labia and then increasingly as the elf kept exquisitely licking her juicy slit, Shayla couldn't stop thinking that Laeny and the rest of her Sisterhood of elven archers must spend as much time munching on each other's pussy as they did patrolling the sacred forests of their homeland.

"Well, lasses, this is a great show ye're putting on, but I've got an even better idea..." Uli rumbled suggestively as he watched the whimpering, cunt-starved elf eating out Shayla's sopping wet folds and drinking down every last drop of the wizardess's girl-cum as if genuinely thirsty for her juices. "What'd ye say we continue this by the campfire, all four of us together? Kinda damp out here in the woods at night, don't ye think?"

As the huntress kept single-mindedly feasting on her quivering pussy and swollen clit, Shayla tried to focus and gather her thoughts, eventually managing to mumble: "But isn't Al... Oohh fuck, Laeny, yeeesss, like that aaah! How can we do this back at the camp if... Ooohh yeeess! I mean, what about Al? Aaahh fuck yeeaah!"

Jadrik and Uli shared a laugh before the warlock explained: "Don't worry, my sweet slut. The noble Aldarius had a drink with us, a treat from Uli's personal stash, no less."

"Aye," the dwarf continued with a throaty chuckle, "too bad that the lad here spiked yer fiance's drink with a wee bit of knockout potion. A waste of good brandy, if ye ask me, but at least now that daft paladin is out like a light, shiny armor still on, of course!"

"Ohh... That does sound like a smart move, uuhh..." Shayla said between moans, acknowledging the wisdom of the guys' plan as well as the merits of sedating Aldarius on general principles.

"Mmhh, alright then... Aahhh Laeny, wait! Ohh fuck, yesss, I mean no oowwhh... Come on, sweetie, just let go of my pussy for a second so we can go back to the camp and get comfortable!"

*****

Minutes later, lying on her back on a blanket by the campfire with the horny huntress on top of her in a sixty-nine position, Shayla had her first taste of Laeny's tight little pussy. The buxom brunette was shocked by how sweet the elf's nectar tasted and immediately started lapping away, hooked on the honeyed and almost flowery flavor of her new friend's leaking juices.

As Shayla devoured Laentharyel's clit and tongue-fucked her hairless slit with depraved urgency, the blonde's skilled mouth got equally busy on the wizardess's sopping wet snatch. Soon the girls' pussy-muffled moans of pleasure and the persistent slurping sounds of unrestrained muff-munching filled the air, creating a squishy, humming symphony of lesbian passion.

Smiling excitedly, the guys looked on intently for a bit, feasting their eyes on the huntress and the wizardess's entwined bodies, awed before those two very different yet equally breathtaking epitomes of feminine beauty. Then, horny beyond words and wide-eyed in wonderment at the sight of the girls cumming on one another's cunt-smooching lips almost simultaneously, Jadrik and Uli shed their clothes and joined in.

With Laeny on all fours on top of Shayla's voluptuous body, Uli could not resist the allure of the elf's upturned heart-shaped ass wiggling enticingly in the air. Positioning himself behind the huntress, Uli wedged his massively large pole into the elf's snug moist pussy, filling her full of stiff dwarven dickmeat in a long, snatch-cramming push.

As the beefy warrior started fucking Laentharyel hard and deep, widening her insanely tight slit with his granite-hard girth and vigorously thrusting into her nectar-slick vaginal tunnel, the purring elf redoubled her oral worship on the wizardess's drooling hole, much to Shayla's delight. As mind-blowing as Laeny's whirling swipes and suckling kisses felt on her labia and clit though, a thrill of even deeper delight hit Shayla when Jadrik knelt between her sprawled thighs and nudged his fat glans at the entrance of her pussy, poking at her slick folds and slapping his purple mushroom head on the huntress's restless tongue and cunt-smooching lips.

The warlock grinned seeing how reluctantly the elf removed her mouth from Shayla's juicy hole and focused all her notable pussy-pleasing skills on her budding clit instead, giving him room to sink himself inside his adored slut's nectar-shiny slit.

As it turned out though, granting Jadrik access to the wizardess's drooling pussy wasn't such a bad choice for Laeny after all. Shayla's snatch started gushing even more profusely as soon as the warlock began pistoning his cock in and out of her fiery core, and Laentharyel was all too happy to lap up the sweet overflowing fluids that she so desperately craved.

With the girls locked in an intense sixty-nine and the guys pounding their soaking, well-licked pussies with abandon, the four companions soon lost themselves completely in their wild group coupling by the fire. Confident that their delighted yells and bestial grunts wouldn't wake the drugged paladin, they didn't hold back one bit, giving and taking pleasure with unrestrained zeal.

Every now and then Jadrik and Uli traded places, so that the warlock could finally try out for himself the silky snugness of Laentharyel's wet little slit. In truth though, Jadrik never got to stay too long inside the huntress's clingy honey pot.

Whenever he was ramming his robust boner into Shayla's cock-hugging vaginal channel, Uli seemed unfocused, obviously impatient to get back to immersing himself balls-deep inside the pointy-eared object of his obsessive desire. Jadrik unfailingly snickered when the dwarf called for a change of places, but he didn't mind granting Uli longer and longer turns within Laeny's enveloping pussy. After all, the warlock had his incomparable slut's exquisite dewy folds to plow, something which he did with ecstatic gusto.

Besides, it was in itself wickedly enjoyable for Jadrik to taunt the warrior by calling him an elf-lover, thus making him go all red in the face until his coarse skin was the same color as his majestic beard. The warlock couldn't help but grin as Uli furrowed his bushy eyebrows and grumbled some implausible and totally unnecessary explanation for his devouring propensity for elven girls, all the while still ardently hammering his girthy dwarven tool into Laeny's snug slit while Jadrik pounded Shayla's velvety soft pussy.

Even though it had been the huntress's alchemically induced burst of lust that started it, their little fireside orgy was fueled by all of the four companions' burning desire. As time passed, it felt to each of them as if they were feeding off one another's horniness and passion, as if they were increasing their own arousal by sharing it. It was a collective sensation of empowered eroticism that multiplied their individual pleasure to new levels, and they all enjoyed it so much that they spent the better part of that night sucking and fucking and cumming by the campfire.

Whenever the guys came inside them, Shayla and Laeny kept licking and sucking on one another's seed-filled folds with even greater voracity. As they slurped up and drank down the guys' oozing semen, the girls also eagerly took their barely deflating dicks between their lips, nursing lewdly on them to taste the mix of sperm and pussy-nectar coating their slimy shafts. Unsurprisingly, neither Jadrik's nor Uli's boner ever got any less than chubby, since the girls devotedly kept them hard and got them ready for more pussy-pounding action with their lustful, sloppy blowjobs.

Jadrik had just sprayed Shayla's cum-plastered, nectar-drenched slit with his third load of the night and Uli was doing the same with Laeny when, finally, the huntress's alchemically empowered libido seemed to reach its waning phase.

The rush of frantic sensual energy that had possessed the elf's lithe overstimulated body until that moment, reignited through the evening by the amazing thrill of licking pussy and sucking cock and getting soundly fucked all at the same time while caught up in a sweetly debauched foursome with her new friends, eventually burned itself out, leaving the huntress completely drained.

Whimpering and slurping, her lips and tongue still weakly working Shayla's cum-leaking hole and Jadrik's pulsating glans in turn, Laentharyel suddenly let out a long, contented sigh. Her slim frame went totally limp as she slowly rolled off the wizardess's body, collapsing down on her side.

Spent and smiling, with mixed juices shining on her sculpted face and dribbles of thick gooey cum bubbling out of her swollen dilated labia, the elf fell asleep within seconds, under the fascinated stares of her panting and equally satisfied companions.

Once Uli had wrapped the wiped out huntress in a blanket, he turned to find Shayla on her knees, eagerly sucking Jadrik's deflating erection while the warlock huffed and puffed, barely able to stand on his wobbly legs yet smiling down affectionately at his incomparable, adored slut. Glad to have both the dwarf and the warlock all for herself, Shayla beckoned Uli over, curling her finger at him in an irresistible come-hither motion while she kept nursing on her lover's bloated glans.

Even after she was done licking clean the guys' wilting cocks with lascivious dedication, savoring the residual sheen of pussy-nectar coating their shafts and coaxing out the few final runny drops of seed they still had to give, the wizardess still wasn't done. Under Uli's and Jadrik's excited and genuinely impressed stares, Shayla avidly scooped up all the rivulets of milky semen leaking from her well-fucked pussy, purring wantonly as she brought those creamy treats to her mouth over and over again to hungrily swallow them down.

Eventually, after Shayla had licked every last dollop of sperm off her fingers, the three friends took a moment to discuss the events of the evening. Within a mere handful of seconds they unanimously and wholeheartedly agreed that, as long as Jadrik could concoct more knockout potion and Laentharyel's fluxing states of horniness persisted, it would be in everybody's best interest to spend every night just like that, drugging Aldarius and then having wild group sex by the campfire.

*****

Since Laeny's moments of uncontainable lust presented themselves quite randomly, the companions had to deal with the overexcited elf and her insatiable needs during the day too, and they did so very willingly.

Given that Uli was drooling over her and pinching her heart-shaped little butt all the time anyway, it was mostly the dwarf who took it upon himself to take care of the huntress's urges. Needless to say, when she was possessed by one of her all-encompassing bouts of carnal craze, Laentharyel simply couldn't say no to the ever effective cure represented by Uli's massively thick cock.

Still, as happy as she was to sneak off into the woods for a vigorous romp with the beefy warrior, the elf tended to prefer Shayla's company, not only during her alchemically inspired peaks of arousal, but also when she was fully lucid.

If Laeny happened to be by the wizardess's side when a phase of maniacal desire descended upon her, she didn't hesitate to follow the lead of her tingling pussy, eagerly offering to eat Shayla out like a ravenous demoness and begging the brunette to lick her sweet elven slit in return. Looking around to make sure that yes, her dull moronic fiance was still riding ahead and acting like the self-righteous jerk that he was, the busty wizardess always gladly agreed to the huntress's sexual offers.

Incomparable pussy-licking skills aside, Shayla was surprised to realize that she genuinely liked the beautiful, slim, naturally graceful elf, even when she wasn't lust-crazed.

Laentharyel was quite young, at least by the odd standards of her virtually ageless race, and very inexperienced about the world outside of the impenetrable forests of Aelvalaeim. Opening up to Shayla, Laeny confessed that becoming an adventurer and moving to the Empire had caused quite a scandal in her family, especially because she belonged to a cadet branch of the elven reigning dynasty and was supposed to never ever venture outside the borders of her sylvan homeland, let alone make contact with members of what her people called the 'lesser races'.

The huntress's naivete and curiosity about the most common things seemed oddly sweet to Shayla, who soon started treating Laeny like the little sister she never had, even though the elf was in fact centuries older than her. The wizardess couldn't help but enjoy the irony of seeing the svelte, composed and elegant Laentharyel regularly shift into a foul-mouthed cock-starved whore every few hours and do things that would cause her people to die of shame and horror, if only they knew about them. The fact that Laeny saw the irony in it too and was able to laugh about it made the elf even more agreeable to the wizardess.

Shayla's feisty and passionate nature appealed immensely to the huntress in turn, and the fact that the wizardess belonged to an aristocratic family allowed Laeny to relate to her a lot. Both girls knew what it felt like to bear the burden of having one's life all planned out by others while being forced to live up to a lot of mundane, soul-deadening expectations. It was relieving for Shayla and Laentharyel to recognize in one another the vibrant sense of rebellion and the unbroken will to self-affirmation which had led them both to escape the comforts of their noble families and become adventurers in the first place.

Encouraged by their unexpected cross-cultural similarities and despite their innate racial differences, Laeny and Shayla swiftly bonded. The huntress looked up with undisguised admiration to the raven-haired wizardess, seeking her company and council at all times. In many ways, the human girl's self-confidence and experience of the world intrigued the blonde elf ranger just as much as her voluptuous curves did, making Shayla irresistibly enticing in Laeny's eyes.