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Sometime later they arrived at the forest's edge, their pace was slower than it could be though it had nothing to do with the pregnancy of both women, after all magic is in place to prevent their pregnancies from affecting them in any way. Their pace was slow since they wanted to travel leisurely. At this point Alavara knew if the count had sent his forces after them, by now it's likely his forces lost track of their trail. More than likely decided after so many weeks that they weren't worth the trouble and called off the search party.

Once they decided to camp by a freshwater stream that had two large waterfalls. The trio filled up their water skins from both Sontar and Alavara's inventories, as well as the ones they had taken from all of the trolls mother and son killed.

"We are quite lucky, I can imagine how different our journey would be if we did not have magic." Sontar commented. He looked over at the naked elves as they took their last bath until they reached the other side of the sea. He was naked too, his penis dangling into the water. As he watched his wives, his cock no longer touched the stream. It rose above the water of its own accord. It's impossible for him to not become erect while gazing at his perfect pair of wives.

No orc in this world is luckier than him.

"I agree, we would've been a lot worse off in our supplies than we currently are. Not to mention our pregnancies would've taken far more energy out of myself and Gelderel during this long journey of ours." Alavara nodded, noticing his rigid member. Already expecting to see it, she gestured towards his penis. "Do you need relief, my husband?"

"Yes, please." Sontar smiled.

Gelderel tensed, hoping it would be her turn. Her face fell when his mother happily skipped over to him.

"Lift me up, Sontar." Alavara looked up at him with pride. She almost let out a giggle when he pulled her from the water.

"My beautiful mother…gods I can never get enough of you mother.." Sontar picked her up by her waist.

Alavara wrapped her arms around her muscular neck with her legs spread apart.

Sontar slowly lowered her down, inserting his cock until he was fully inside of her vagina. Then he moved his hands down to her jiggly ass.

A moan escaped both mother and son as their genitals became connected.

The orc wasted no time in mating with his prime-wife.

Alavara howled loudly like the wild elf she is, feeling her husband hitting all of her sweet spots. The rhythm and force of his thrusts were so perfect to her at this moment. She knew it wouldn't be long before her first orgasm made itself known.

"AAAAARRRRRGGGHHhhhh…." Sontar loudly growled.

Listening to her son's growls of pleasure told her he was feeling just as good as she is. His growl only made her feel more aroused for him. Add that onto the pleasure their mating is causing both of them. She could not contain her screams and praises.

"YES..YES…YES!…yes…!…my sweet emerald jewel…take me…take me…fuck your lustful mother just like this…no give me more!….aaaahhhh~….harder…harder!!!….yes…yess…fuck me Sontar…fuck your wife….give me…all of your love…pound all of your urges…into me!….goooodddddssss….you're so deeeppp…!…..seed me Sontar….fill my womb again…with your seed…my love…AAAAAHHHHHHHHH…!" Alavara squirted twice already on her son.

Sontar lost himself to his pleasure and desire to pound Alavara. He kept thrusting nonstop, not even noticing his mother had wrapped her legs around him while howling.

Once she felt her son's cock twitch repeatedly inside of her, she knew what was coming. Alavara squeezed her pussy around his huge cock and tightened her legs even more around his waist. Her toes already curled up.

In unison both Alavara and Sontar screamed out their climaxes without care who heard.

On the side, Gelderel was masturbating herself to their mating. Bringing herself to two orgasms.

She watched Alavara smash her lips greedily onto Sontar's to share a hot kiss. Gelderel was not surprised to see no less than 45 seconds later Alavara was bouncing herself on their shared husband's cock.

Eventually Gelderel found herself leaning against a rock, she was watching Sontar holding her bare feet against his cock and thrusting between them. She assisted him by moving her legs, in turn giving her husband a footjob.

Apparently, Sontar likes the feeling of her's and Alavara's feet rubbing against his green cock.

Neither elf minded seeing how much Sontar enjoyed the act.

Right before he released his semen from the foot job, Sontar pulled away and quickly impaled Gelderel's entrance with his cock. Fucking her roughly, he orgasmed 30 seconds later and still kept pounding her through and after his release.

Gelderel moaned to her hearts' content, his powerful strokes did not stop pounding her core until he finished inside of her once more. Her mind going blank as the intense pleasure made her black out for a minute.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!….Sontar..!…yes my emerald jewel…harder just like that!" Alavara was not spared from her son's rampaging urges.

She could feel him brushing against her sweet spots every time he thrusts or pulls back. What's even better is he's using his magic to vibrate his cock as he's taking her from behind.

*Smack*

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" She screeched in utter ecstasy as Sontar gave her ass a hard smack.

"I'm breeding you….uggggghhhhh…with my seed…mother…!…aaaaarrrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhh!!!!!" His loud roar resounded, unleashing his orgasm.

"Breed me! Breed me! Shoot your essence…deep within me my husband!" Alavara begged, she desperately craved to have him stuff her with his thick, white cum again. She can't get enough of it.

The rounds of sex continued on with the trio for some time. Gelderel and Alavara decided to spoil their shared husband and work together in bringing him his final climax until later.

"Mother…Gelderel…you two are…amazing….aaahhhhhh…" The orc grunted out to his wives.

"As I said before my son, this is what loving wives do for their husband."

"It's as she said my sweet husband, as your loving wives this is something we love doing for you multiple times every day."

Alavara and Gelderel were between his legs, each pressing their bountiful breasts against his massive penis. Smothering it with love between their flesh. As they worked together in pleasuring him with their breasts, they were also using their mouths to kiss, lick and suck passionately on the head of his cock. Each she-elf were essentially making out with each other between his penis in a way.

Sontar found that both of his wives looked extremely beautiful right now, he found himself burning with fierce desire in his chest and lower regions when their eyes gazed at him while using their mouths and boobs on him.

He knew this would be his last orgasm, prior to this back in the last round of sex, he made sure to make both his prime and deputy wife squirt at least three times each. Filling them with his potent sperm, of course Gelderel kneeled in the stream between his mother's legs and drank deeply of Sontar's cum secondhand.

Soon his penis began pulsing, warning the two elves of their husband's impending climax. They sucked and licked devotedly on the head to stimulate him even more. The orc roared as he unleashed powerful torrents of his release into the water and onto his wives.

Alavara and Gelderel made sure to take their time using their mouth's to clean him up thoroughly, which led another orgasm from Sontar much to their delight.

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Several days into their crossing of the Sea of Sands, all three travelers were mildly tired, though Gelderel was more exhausted than the other two. Thankfully Sontar helped her by carrying her in his arms.

The heat of the daytime hours was something more than what Sontar had thought possible. He didn't understand how it could be followed by such bitter cold at night. It only hit him harder how difficult this trip could truly be for them without magic on their side.

In the tent, Sontar held his wives close. They were all naked under their one blanket, sharing body heat. Thankfully Alavara knew a spell that would help keep the inside of their tent decently warm for most of the night. The moons above cast silver light outside the tent flap, turning the wasteland into a sterling sea.

A week into their crossing, Sontar was sure it's a huge possibility without magic they would've died by now. This experience truly made him appreciate being born a user of magic. But as well as having the privilege of his very powerful mother teaching him growing up and still today.

They were beginning to get somewhat low on food and water, Gelderel felt blessed that Alavara placed a thin layer of magic on her body to prevent her skin from being burned by the sun.

Alavara shielded her eyes and scanned the horizon. "We're close," she noted.

Sontar looked ahead but all he saw was more sand. His mother was in the lead, he kept a steady pace behind her. Once more holding his deputy wife within his arms, he hoped at their current pace it wouldn't take much longer to reach the far, forested shore.

He imagined the bafflement of future travelers if a scenario happened where the bones of an orc and two elves were discovered traveling way out in the middle of the Sea of Sands. He wondered if their thoughts would make him laugh?

Alavara had been right. It was early the next morning when green became visible on the horizon. The feeling of joy briefly overcame them. Their bodies continued to tread through the last, long stretch of sand.

In the evening, all three floated on their backs in a crisp, blue lake. The elves were bobbing islands of toes, bellies, heavy breasts, and blond hair. Only Sontar's sleeping cock, toes, and face bobbed above the water. They stared up at the cerulean sky. The first clouds were just turning pink above them.

"Gods, to think we only completely ran out of water only a day and a half ago." Gelderel splashed some water with her hand toward her husband. She had the energy to give him several sprays.

"We'll hunt tonight. Then spend several days resting here." Alavara felt almost weightless in the water. It was perfect for her body after such a long constant travel. "Tonight we will not use our pots and pans we have stored in our inventory. We will have support roasted for a change."

Neither Sontar or Gelderel had any problems with that.

They roasted venison over their fire that night, Sontar turning the spit. They ate with ravenous hunger. Finally satiated, they retired to their tent. The temperatures were more mild in the forest. That night after both wives took turns in using their mouths to drain their shared husband's balls. They slept peacefully, cuddled together above the blanket.