Red fingers prodded sensitive spots Pokora didn't know she had.

The immediate area around her belly button, the point where rib met abdomen, her entire neck, the back of her long ears, the edge of her jaw, the tip of her annular fingers, the spot directly beneath her breasts, and a line along the middle of her navel were all under attack by Yolin.

With those came the touches of golden hands.

The back of her knees, the upper back of her thighs, the sole of her left foot, the tip of her right pinkie toe, and her calves were Natasha's targets.

Every time a finger pressed into her skin a hot bolt of tingles coursed through the Elf's body, growing hotter by the second.

Yolin's body was pressed against Pokora's back. Naked, hard, warm, and big.

A soothing voice whispered into her ears every once in a while, shortly replacing the watery sounds and moans coming from Lapia and Alyssa. "Do you like this?" it asked after every touch.

"I love it," Pokora replied back in a whisper, turning her head and offering hungry lips.

The Oni chuckled and complied every time, connecting lips and magnifying the pleasure that turned Pokora's brain into mush.

Her lips were nibbled, softly bit, gently stretched, then released for an instant before they were covered once more.

Much to Pokora's surprise, Natasha was slow and gentle with her pussy. Nothing like their previous encounter.

The blistering hot tongue didn't focus on anything in particular, but explored the woman's genital in its entirety.

Similar to Yolin, who played with Pokora's upper lips, Natasha took her time with her lower lips to slowly turn her brain into mush as well.

Slow, long, and firm licks that went from the perineum to her navel made her body tremble. The Halve's cruel ways involved avoiding the Elf's clitoris eight out of ten times.

Pokora was being tormented in the most pleasurable way possible.

Her body grew hotter and limper, her breath grew deeper and longer. Her skin and pussy were moist, puffy, and red from arousal and embarrassment.

The tongue on her pussy was slow. The lips on her ears were gentle.

Too slow! Pokora complained in her mind, breathing heavily. Too gentle!

A loud moan caught Pokora's attention and she looked to the side.

Lapia was trembling all over. Her legs shook and her voice was an unintelligible stream of words.

Alyssa gulped a few times, then separated from the Elf's crotch.

"That was soooo good," the Wizard panted.

"I'm happy you liked it," the healer giggled and laid on top of the Domi Elf.

Pokora watched Lapia relish in the afterglow of orgasm while the two women kissed.

"Auh!" Pokora moaned after the tongue on her crotch hit her clit.

Alyssa sat up and produced a monster dildo made of a glass-like material, accompanied by a BDSM-looking underwear. The undergarment disappeared and reappeared on her. With a quick movement, the healer attached the toy to the piece of clothing.

That's a strapon, Pokora thought, looking at the new equipment on the Luzo's crotch.

Alyssa made her way to Natasha's ass and grabbed the Halve's left butt cheek with a hand. "Hmmm..." she hummed and produced a small bottle, then poured the liquid on the glass-like phallus and stroked it a few times.

Pokora looked down at Natasha between her legs and saw the Halve's eyes glazed with arousal and expectation.

Natasha fixed her position to take it from behind, lifting her hips and spreading her legs.

A white halo materialized on top of Alyssa's head, then she pushed her hips forward into Natasha.

"Hmmmggg!" the Halve moaned loudly into Pokora's pussy, sending vibrations through her flesh.

"Auh!" Pokora moaned back.

Alyssa wrapped her tail around Natasha's waist, then moved her hips in a fast rhythm.

"Hnnng!" Natasha moaned between Pokora's legs again, scrunching her eyebrows.

Such a face, Pokora thought, looking at Natasha's lustful expression. That perpetually bored expression is nowhere to be found!

Soon, the clap of skin on skin filled the room, accompanied by the wet sounds of Natasha's pussy being fucked by Alyssa.

"Like what you see?" whispered Yolin into Pokora's ear, then licked the cartilaginous organ.

Pokora nodded, letting out a hot breath. "Yolin..." she whispered.

"Yeah?" the Oni asked back, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples.

"Hn... faster... please," the Archer requested with a panting voice.

The tank replied by quickening her ministrations, pinching harder, and touching with more pressure.

"Tasha," Pokora called with a heavily aroused voice. "Please make me cum, daddy," she pleaded.

Alyssa's eyes widened for an instant, then a wide smile formed on her face. A very naughty and scheming smile.

The Halve's tongue moved faster, pressed harder, and focused on the Elf's clit.

"Ahhaa!" Pokora loudly moaned, letting herself be pleased by two women at the same time while in front two others.

It was embarrassing, arousing, and fucking liberating.

Moans, the wet clap of the dildo plunging into Natasha's wet pussy, the watery sounds of Pokora's pussy being lapped on, Lapia's heavy breathing after orgasm, Alyssa's groans of exertion to push into the Protector's vagina, Yolin's teasing whispers into Pokora's ears.

Pokora's eyelids fluttered, her brain overcharging with stimuli from her five senses.

Five voices, multiple touches, the smell of sweat and arousal, the taste of Yolin's kisses, and the sight before her eyes.

It was enough for Pokora.

She felt like a balloon about to blow up. Her head felt mushy. Her loins were on fire. Her body was about to combust.

And then, a tongue pressed against her clit and vibrated.

"Aaahhnn! Fuuuuck!" Pokora moaned loudly as she finally came.

Something was missing.

The pleasure was there and so was the bop of release.

Pokora took a few deep breaths but felt something wasn't there. She held a hand in front of Natasha's face to stop the licking.

The Halve did as requested, separating from her crotch and leaning her forehead on the bed.

Alyssa had bot hands on the woman's waist and was going at it from behind.

Pokora leaned her head back and relaxed her body on Yolin.

The Oni bombarded her face with kisses and her body with gentle caresses.

The pleasure had been a gradual increase. The release had been slow and strong. The feeling of Yolin's body behind her had hammered on the intimacy of the moment as did Natasha's hands and mouth.

It was for sure better than masturbating on her own. By far.

Pokora turned her body around and wrapped her arms on the tank's neck, then pushed her back.

Yolin allowed it and wrapped her arms around her waist, pressing them together.

The two enjoyed the tight hug, feeling the other's heartbeat drum inside their chests at different rhythms. Skin moved against skin due to Pokora's labored breathing, sending comfortable tingles all over their bodies. Yolin enjoyed the hot, sweaty skin of the younger woman against hers.

The two looked into each other's eyes, then smiled and kissed.

Still, Pokora thought something was missing. The orgasm was good and she felt satisfied, but something ate at her mind. A thought that wasn't too intrusive tried convincing her that it could feel better, stronger, and last longer.

But what, exactly? Pokora couldn't put a finger on it.

Whenever she was close to the answer, Yolin's skilled kisses broke her focus.

If it wasn't a kiss, then it was having her nipples prodded, pinched, or gently pulled that kept her from reaching a higher understanding of her own sexual preferences.

The Archer didn't fight it, however, letting her thoughts wander while on top of the woman she was down horrendous for.

And she enjoyed every second to its fullest.

Her hands explored every centimeter of red skin she could reach.

Yolin's strong arms, powerful legs, harder-than-iron stomach, bubbly ass, muscular back, and beautiful face.

Similar to the nights they had stood watch while on their trip, the two tangled in a hug while kissing. And just like those nights the two went into Pokora's tent, they were naked and horny.

Pokora broke the kiss and spread Yoln's legs, then put a leg under the woman's hips while the other went above.

Their labias touched and both giggled at how wanting they were of the other. Arousal leaked from their genitals, and they soon began humping.

Having a higher Dexterity, Pokora's movements were otherworldly precise at targeting the Oni's womanhood, rubbing clits in ways she had never done-or could- as a Human on Earth.

Hips moved in circles, focusing entirely on that tip of nerves in an intoxicating trance.

Their moans came loud, accompanied by sighs, giggles, little groans, and delighted hums.

Pokora's face burned with the power of a thousand suns at Yolin's eyes never leaving hers.

Even while going for a lick on a lucky nipple, the red woman never once looked away.

Sky blue eyes held not a drop of embarrassment, shyness, or lack of confidence in them. It was to the point those concepts seemed like a lie.

Pokora grew a little nervous with such unwavering stare. She felt everything was laid bare in front of Yolin.

Still, a stupid smile formed on her face. After all, what is better than a partner that sees all and chooses to stay?

Yolin's eyelids fluttered and her body tightened while she let out a long hiss of release.

Pokora slowed her hips to let her ride the orgasm.

The Oni, however, requested otherwise, "Don't fucking stop, please," she breathed out with glazed eyes.

The Elf gulped and nodded, then continued, savoring the feeling of giving the woman pleasure, which enhanced her own.

Lapia, who had been watching with a satisfied smile, chuckled and made her way to the other two.

Soon, Alyssa's moans joined the chorus of pleasure in the room.

Shortly after, Pokora reached her peak once again. She hugged Yolin, kissed her, and trembled while cumming. "Uuhh..." she groaned in between kisses.

The Oni returned the hug. "That was awesome, Poko," she whispered and kissed her deeper.

Their warm and slippery tongues met and entwined, their lips connected, and their eyes closed.

And yet, Pokora's eyebrow twitched.

There was still something missing.

"Yeah, like that!" Natasha moaned. "That's the spot!"

Pokora looked over and almost choked.

The Halve was being pounded from behind... hard. Her eyes were lost, her lips were parted, her face was glowing bright, drool was escaping her mouth, and a stream of noises came out her mouth that lacked any resemblance to any spoken language.

Alyssa, who was the one responsible for such a relentless fuck, had her eyebrows scrunched up, her breathing was labored due to the required effort to fuck the golden woman, sweat fell down her face, and she was biting her lower lip. Her eyes were fixed on the Halve's back, following the sculpted muscles the woman was tightening.

Lapia had her arms around the Luzo, holding her breasts and playing with them while licking and kissing her neck.

Damn, Pokora thought with wide eyes. That's like... 1,2,3,4,5 thrusts every second. Wait... wasn't the dildo huge? And Natasha's taking it all that fast?!

"Hnnngg!" the Halve groaned. "Fuck that pussy good!"

Alyssa raised a hand and brought it down on Natasha's ass.

The slap echoed in the room.

"You like that?" Alyssa challenged.

"Yeah!" the mightiest species in the world replied in the most aroused voice a living being could produce, then dug her face on the bed covers and let out the loudest moan of the night.

A big smile spread Alyssa's lips, and her eyes narrowed as she continued the merciless assault.

A frown formed on Pokora's face, however.

Yeah, right! Give me the lousiest head ever and then go get absolutely pounded, why don't you?! She complained in her mind. Top lover my ass!

Yolin kissed Pokora's jaw and followed down her neck. Her hands grabbed the Archer's ass and squeezed the flesh.

The Elf returned her attention to the Oni and smiled.

"Round two?" The muscular woman suggested in a seductive voice.

Pokora's eyes widened. "What? That fast?" She blurted out in surprise.

Yolin chuckled, "Need a minute?"

"More like five," the younger woman giggled. "I came twice in a row," she pointed out.

"I see," the tank accepted with an understanding nod. "Wanna help Natasha cum, then?"

Poko-Poko arched an eyebrow, then a mischievous grin split her lips. "Sure," she replied. "I'll take care of her cock."

Yolin smiled. "Sounds like a plan," she agreed.

Both disentangled and moved to the golden mess.

Yolin grabbed Natasha by the chin and lifted her face.

"Aaahn..." the woman quietly moaned.

Pokora sat down to the right of the female mess and grabbed the stupidly large cock.

"Ughhh..." groaned Natasha.

Yolin brought a hand to the Halves neck and wrapped her fingers around the golden skin. "Cum for us, Natty," she told her and grabbed the left golden tit with her free hand, then pinched the nipple.

Pokora's eyes widened yet again, then quickened her hand around the futa's unreasonably big member.

"You want to cum, don't you?" Yolin teased, looking into Natasha's eyes.

"My...." the Halve moaned, interrupting her words.

"Your?" Pokora joined the teasing.

"Other...." Natasha yelped.

"What?" Yolin giggled.

"Titty..." the Warrior groaned. "Too..."

This bitch is insane! Pokora screamed in her mind. Pussy, cock, spanks, both titties... She wants everything!

Yolin let go of Natasha's neck and grabbed her other breast, then started fiddling with her nipples.

"Ahhh...." the Halve moaned and her eyelids fluttered. "Just like... Angh! That...."

Pokora sighed in disbelief, then snuck beneath the Halve and positioned herself so that she could perfectly see the golden genitals. Her right hand stroked the cock and her left molested the clit.

"Oghh... Yessss!!" Natasha moaned.

"Take this!" Pokora giggled and pinched the woman's clit while rubbing the cock's tip with her index finger, pressing on the urethra.

The Halve's entire body shook, accompanied by a beast-like growl. Then, without warning, she came.

Transparent cum shot out of the cock and onto Pokora's chest.

The Elf closed her eyes and looked away to avoid getting any in her eyes.

Natasha's pussy clenched on the toy, which forced it out with the amount of lubrication. At the same time, she collapsed on top of Pokora.

"Oof!" the Elf gasped at having five hundred kilograms suddenly dropped on her.

Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on the onlooker's preference, Natasha is a squirter.

Hot liquid hit Pokora's chin, neck, and some got into her mouth.

"Aaahhhh....." Natasha let out a long, satisfied sigh.

Pokora opened her eyes and saw Alyssa.

The Luzo smiled and produced an enchanted towel, then cleaned the Elf's neck and face.

The Archer took a deep breath, then let out a long sigh. If these aren't the consequences of my own actions... "You're heavy," she complained.

She had found the answer to what was missing, however. That ought to count for something despite the messy ending.

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