Thread: Ogres and Fairies and Bestiality... Oh my?

Xiahua would end dinner by cuddling up to Ront, holding the boy close to her bosom while kissing his forehead. You can sleep now, boy. You did more than enough to earn it. She did ever so love to defile virginal young boys. Especially getting them in every way. In just under four hours she had taught this man enough that he would be miles ahead of his peers in this endeavor. He would not be a master by a longshot, and probably couldn't please a man, but he could easily make a young woman his own age shake a mountain with her orgasm. Rikki, on the other hand, was not in the mood for a quick suck off. He got into the stall and moved closer, giving Olgar a kiss before shaking his head. He was not about to be that selfish of a person. No, Rikki was a performer, both on stage and in bed. Or, in this case, in a holding stall. He got down on his knees, running his hand on both the horse's belly and Olgar's side, touching some rather sensitive areas and letting out a very low hum to spark the spell he needed to set the nerves alight. He grinned as he saw both cocks twitch and gave the horse a little bit of impetus to start moving of his own accord, making it so Olgar didn't have to work very hard. Rikki knew that if he just offered himself to Olgar that he wouldn't be the one the ogre thought of. That wouldn't do at all. He wanted this to be about them...and a horse. It made more sense why Olgar got this beauty now, and just made Rikki desire one more. He reached his soft hands under Olgar and rubbed his abs, just avoiding his throbbing member. The darfellan smirked, his eyes taking in the man basically at his mercy and full of horse cock. Rikki moved closer, slipping under Olgar just enough to keep leaning, but enough to touch and taste him better. He latched onto one of the leader's nipples, biting down with just enough force to elicit the best response, at least from a man. If Olgar had a more womanly touch to his chest it wouldn't feel as good and Rikki would about be wasting his time. The Darfellan moved his head lower, his hands still touching and sparking with orgasmic magics to stroke and stimulate the ogre above him. Rikki casually removed Olgar's hand from his member and nipped at the foreskin upon his rod, pulling it slightly before sticking his tongue inside and swirling around the tip. He found Olgar's brand of taste and scent to be intoxicating and soon moved closer, taking the entire thing inside his maw. It was no easy feat, but one Rikki enjoyed. It also paid off to be able to hold your breathe for over eighteen minutes as he sucked in a huge gasp of oxygen and impaled the flesh stake down into his throat, his lips coming into contact with the very base of Olgar's shaft. Rikki then felt the horse moving into and out of Olgar, which just drove him wilder. Yet, he was no ripe virgin, he could control himself, which was quite lucky for Olgar. Rikki timed the thrusts of the animalistic top that was plunging deeply into his chosen lust interest and began to match it, pulling off the huge rod and slamming his warm, enjoyable throat around it when Olgar was thrust into. Rikki found himself enjoying this very much, his eyes glazing over at the pure savage taste of his boss, his pants stretching ever tighter as he felt and saw the beast ram it's meat into Olgar. Rikki really didn't feel he'd need to be reciprocated for this, because this one adventure would keep him and his hand in much needed fantasy for a good, long while. Said hands were still occupying themselves by stroking on Olgar's stomach and chest, occasionally pinching his sensitive areas. He even offered some of his magical fingers for Olgar to suck or bite down on in case he felt that he would be moaning too much and might attract people. Of course, this could just be grandiosity from the bard.