Thread: Wanderlust [Lookingforthis and Sigr]

Rakka looked at Elizar's smug grin as he talked of her wanting to go there and meet them. Sure, it was a lie, but that was only because she didn't know the allotment of hot girls and women in her companion's family, or she would have raided the windmill ages ago. Larene's hug distracted her from the visions of sacking and fire, as it seemed to be their custom to dive face first into her green tits. Of course, it they wanted to do so without the limits of armor it could be arranged. Bitchy Ellane didn't seem to handle well not being in the spotlight, and Rakka wished to show her how much of a beast she could be if she kept calling her one. Wait, was she eyeing her? It was hard to say with Rakka's own eyes having trouble looking at her beautiful face instead of being glued to her enormous tits, but still. It took a bit of restrain for her to not lick and such those fingers that brushed her face, having a taste of Ellane while giving her a sample of her tongue skills. Once Ellane was gone, Rakka didn't bother about how long they were going to stay, as those things didn't seem of importance at the moment. Of course, once her lust was sated over and over again, she would feel the need for wandering once more, as there was no way she was staying there after what was about to happen. Elizar's interest for seeing her impregnate humans didn't entirely come as a surprise, as his dirty mind sometimes broached the topic, but Rakka never thought she was going to give him some green nephews and nieces out of his desire. Dinner was nice, not only due to the roof over their heads and warm food, but also was filled with the best of Elizar and Rakka's adventures. Sure, even if most violence tales were told as happened, or even recreated with a very graphical use of a spoon and a potato, the lewder parts of their stories were mostly skipped, as it would reveal to those ignorant the kind of varied equipment any orc had. As predicted, they were going to sleep in Ella's room, so things were going accordingly to the plan, even if calling an idea born from Elizar's burning groin a plan was doing it a favor. Once there, Rakka was looking amused all around, seeing all the pink stuff, the girly trinkets. Of course, during her adventures Rakka had enjoyed her share of girly girls, but no one of them possessed such a womanly posterior, that meaty abundance created a contrast with Ella's innocent face that was more dangerous than the business end of a blade. Rakka was about to ask Elizar if he was sure, but his expression gave no doubt about it, he really wanted it. She was about make a joke about the size of her orcish seduction skills, but Elizar said that he wanted her to fuck her whole family, leaving her baffled and mute. Before she could ask if that also meant his father, even if she doubted so, Ella entered her room, fidgety and stuttering. Maybe she thought that husband and wife were up to having marital sex then and there and that made her nervous? She sure looked cute, though, making Rakka want to devour her. Rakka stretched her arms to the sides, grunting as she did so, her muscles tensing, her breasts perking up as she did so. It was an innocent gesture, but she knew that it brought many of her talents out and tended to make fair maidens and innocent boys all around weak in the knees. So many days of travel... she added, flexing a little bit. Can't wait to get rid of these... Rakka started to work on the belts and buckles of her leather armor, her breasts moving more and more free with each movement. Even if she obviously could do it herself, she feigned some difficulty to reach some of them. Ella, can you help me with these? she asked, Rakka showing a couple of buckles under each of her arms. Releasing those would make the armor fall to the ground, leaving only a dirty and stinky camisole between Ella's face and Rakka's green orbs, and even that rag of cloth wouldn't last long on her either. Can't sleep with all of this on, makes me restless she said, easing Ella into undressing her, that last word could almost be smelled on the air. Maybe other girls or women like Ella had cute playful puppies on their chests, but Rakka's tits were hounds, firm yet giving boobs with a sizeable dark green areola surrounding hard and generous nipples that looked almost as menacing as herself.