Thread: Kiki's role play requests (new craving)

RE Kiki's role play requests Loooong summer... The summers seemed to be getting longer and hotter, the climate was starting to change for maryel and her tribe it was starting to take its toll. the demons every naryu female had to slay for attain a mate had long migrated out of their forest, not that it would make much difference, her tribe only had a few males and all currently had a mate, and that left too many fertile young females enduring their most fertile season without release. the hot humid are kissed her sweaty tanned skin, her smooth bare legs were shifted and crossed as she tried to be comfortable, the ties to her bodice were undone to release some heat and relieve the tension of her large breasts. Layla couldn't concentrate of weaving, her nipple were hard under her tunic. her body begged for a lover's touch. the sound of approaching steps caught her attentions as she rose up to see her sister Maryel. sis! so you heard of my request, right? she said scampering up to her beautiful older sister. Maryel sighed. the answer is no. Maryel answered looking over her lovely and all to fertile sister, who body was arching her her love promising juice flowing freely down her tanned inner thighs. Maryel bit her lower lips as she caught whiff of her sisters pheromones. you are in NO condition to go out demon hunting. she warned. you will make a mistake and the demon are not forgiving, the last girl who attempted that will in heat was raped. I DON'T CARE! Layla stamped her foot impatiently then shivered and started to loose balance. please sister... I can't take this anymore... she whimpered hugging sister around the waist and burring her face into her busty sister's cleavage. Maryel look into her sister large beautiful eyes and bit her feeling her lovely sister's body against hers, she too was in heat and was feeling lust a well. I... she said breathing hard as she felt already soaked panties grew hotter I am doing with for you now good Layla... she said as she ran her fingers through her sister's waist length sandy yellow hair, down her nubile wait to her full hips before clutching her bottom and making her sister gasp. she kissed Layla's neck now too lost in her own lust not to have ther way with her sister's sensitive body. please Sis... she begged as she felt maryel fingers stroke her between her thighs and gently slide into her dripping panties and making her arch her back and moan. the two female guards waited at attention, both stock still, sweaty and wet, waiting impatiently for their shift to end and get some dry panties on. its a very bad summer when the entire tribe is short of fresh panties that don't smell strongly of a women in need. still, nipples erect, panties dripping and clits swollen, the two guard obediently maintained their posts before the tried leader's tent. it did NOT help at all when they saw their leader. maryel and her younger sister, both in holding groping moaning and kissed in a lustfully frenzy as they tried their best to get more of each other out of their clothes as they made their way to the tent ignoring the modesty of the tow gourds. this wasn't all that uncommon for elves to rely on family member to bring release if no male was available. in fact this summer is was become almost routine. but still, the sounds of lips on flesh, the heaving on breasts, the kissing, the moans the cries, the sounds of the two sisters knocking over small pieces of furniture in a lustful frenzy. it was becoming too much. the youngest of the guards could not stand it, her juices were running down to her knees now and she couldn't handle the sounds of two beautiful sister making passionate love while she received none. her heart pounding she nodded to to the other guard who was pressing her hips against the shaft of her spear and trying not to moan. it was dishonorable to leave guard duty, but she couldn't take it. there was a stream nearby, dangerously close to the human settlements, but a cool bath might do her some good. she shivered as she walked, feeling the fabric of her panties brushing against her throbbing clit as she tried to make her way to the stream without swaying her hips too much, but with no luck. she moaned and stumbled as she leaned against a fallen tree whimpering and leaned forward against it taking a break. she fight the urge to touch herself. it was not safe to do that with humans around, she heard stories about her felt elves being raped by humans and used as sex slaves. she shuddered... with envy. her tunic clung to her sweaty body, snug across her waist and barely even containing her full hips. but the poor elf girl was she had set her spear down and was unaware of the appealing view she was giving whatever was behind her. be a human, slaver, or a demon, and rape some declectible little elves. Naryu elves