Morning Fun

Morning arrives with the sun peeking through the cracks in the wooden shutters, casting a soft glow over the room. Luna stirs, her eyes fluttering open to find Goblinina's morning wood pressed firmly against her thigh. She blushes at the reminder of the night before, her own arousal stirring at the feeling of it. She glances over to see Elara, who seems to have had a restless night, her hand still wrapped around her 'elfstick'. It's clear that the elf's thoughts haven't strayed far from what she saw, and she can't help but wonder what's going through Elara's mind. The smell of breakfast wafts up from the tavern below, a mix of sizzling meats and baking bread that makes Luna's stomach growl. With a yawn, she gently extricates herself from Goblinina's embrace, sliding out of bed with the grace of a gazelle. She pads over to the washbasin, filling it with water from the pitcher, and starts to clean up, her mind racing with the realization that she's going to have to face the day with the evidence of her nighttime escapade still on her. As she does, she can't help but feel a thrill of excitement for the adventure ahead—both the quest and the journey of exploring her newfound desires.

Luna's curiosity gets the better of her as she notices the tents in the sheets covering both Goblinina and Elara. She can't help but feel a sense of excitement at the sight, her mind racing with dirty thoughts. She tiptoes closer to Elara, her hand shaking slightly as she reaches out to gently lift the edge of the cover. The sight of Elara's cock, standing at attention despite the elf being fast asleep, sends a jolt of desire through her body. She licks her lips, remembering the taste of Goblinina's cum, and wonders what Elara's would be like. Careful not to wake the elf, she leans in closer, her eyes locked on the beautiful, glistening member. She takes a deep breath, and then, unable to resist, she wraps her lips around the tip, her tongue flicking out to taste the precum beading there. The sensation is new, but it's not unpleasant. It's different from what she's used to, but somehow... more. She sucks gently, her eyes sliding closed, savoring the feeling of Elara's cock in her mouth. She's surprised by how much she enjoys it, how it makes her feel powerful and desired. She takes more into her mouth, her hand reaching up to gently stroke the shaft. She's eager to explore, to learn, to become part of this new world that she never knew existed. And as she does, she knows that she's crossing a line, but she can't bring herself to care. This is who she is now, and she's never felt more alive.

Luna pulls back, her eyes snapping open at the sound of Elara's soft moan. She's not sure if she's been caught, but the elf's eyes remain closed, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. She watches for a moment longer, her hand still wrapped around Elara's cock, feeling the pulse of her own desire as the elf's body reacts to the unseen touch. But she knows she can't push her luck. With a final, lingering kiss to the tip, she lets go and retreats back to the washbasin, her heart racing. She glances over her shoulder, but Goblinina remains asleep, oblivious to her little indulgence. She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself, and starts to get dressed, her thoughts racing with the possibilities of what today might hold.

Elara stirs awake, her cock unbelievably hard, as if it were a dream that had left her body aching for more. She tries to shift, to hide it from the others, but it's too late. She feels the warmth of the sun on her face, the smell of breakfast in the air, and the stickiness between her legs. She blushes, her cheeks burning with embarrassment as she realizes what she'd been dreaming about—what she'd been doing. She opens her eyes and sees Luna standing by the washbasin, looking flustered and beautiful in the early morning light. She can't help but wonder if the cleric had noticed her condition, and if so, what she'd been thinking. She clears her throat, trying to ignore the way her cock throbs in time with her racing heart. "M-morning," she mumbles, her voice thick with sleep. She sits up, her hand moving to cover herself, feeling more vulnerable than she has in a long time. But she knows that she can't hide forever.

Overwhelmed by her own arousal and the memory of Luna's secret touch, Elara decides she can't let it go. She slides out of bed, her legs wobbly with need, and hurries to the bathroom. Once inside, her hand already reaching for her cock. She strokes it gently, her thoughts consumed by the cleric's sweet mouth, the way she'd looked up at her with those big, innocent eyes. She's never felt this way before, and it's confusing—but also incredibly exciting. She sighs, her hand moving faster, her grip tightening. She imagines Luna's hand guiding hers, showing her what she likes, and it's all she can do to keep from crying out as she brings herself to a shuddering climax. She leans against the cool wall, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the aftershocks. As she cleans up, she wonders if she'll ever be able to look at the cleric without thinking of this moment—without wanting more.

Goblinina's eyes flutter open at the sound of the door closing, and she sits up with a start. She looks around the room, her hand instinctively going to her cock, which is standing tall and proud. A smirk spreads across her face as she realizes she's not the only one who's been busy in the night. She swings her legs over the side of the bed, her feet hitting the cold floor with a thump. The need to release is urgent, but she can't help but feel a thrill as she pads to the bathroom door. She opens it, only to find Elara sitting on the toilet, a look of shock and embarrassment on her face. Goblinina laughs, a deep, throaty sound. "Looks like someone had a good night," she teases, her eyes traveling down to Elara's still-hard cock. "Or perhaps a good morning?" She winks, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Mind if I join you?" Goblinina says with a knowing smile, but she's not really asking. She's already decided she's going to do it. She struts into the bathroom, not giving Elara a chance to respond. She takes in the sight of the elf, her heart racing with excitement. "It's not polite to play without your friends, you know," she adds, her voice a sultry purr. She closes the door firmly behind her, the sound echoing through the small space. "Besides," she says, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "don't you wanna see what a real cock is like?"

Elara's cheeks burn as Goblinina struts in, her own hand still wrapped around her cock. She tries to cover herself, but it's too late. She's caught, and there's no hiding from the goblin's knowing gaze. "I-I can explain," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. But she knows she can't. Not really. She'd been caught in the act, and there's no denying what she'd been thinking about. She looks up at Goblinina, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and desire. "I just..." she trails off, unable to find the words. But deep down, she knows she wants this. She wants to explore, to understand, to be part of whatever it is that's happening between them. And as Goblinina moves closer, her massive cock swaying with every step, Elara feels her resolve crumbling. She lets out a soft whimper, her hand moving away from her cock, leaving it exposed to the goblin's hungry gaze. She reaches for the goblins cock

"Ah, so you're curious," Goblinina says, her voice filled with amusement. She steps closer to Elara, her massive cock bobbing with each step. She takes Elara's hand, guiding it to her own thick, veined member. "It's okay to admit it," she says, her eyes never leaving Elara's. "We all have our little... inadequacies." She says the last word with a sneer, as if it's something she finds utterly ridiculous. "But you know what they say, right?" She pauses, her smirk widening. "Size isn't everything?" She laughs, the sound echoing off the bathroom walls. "That's the biggest load of bullshit I've ever heard." She wraps Elara's hand around her cock, showing her just how much bigger she is. "But don't worry, I'll show you what to do with the size that matters," she whispers, her breath hot against Elara's ear. And with that, she starts to stroke Elara's cock in turn, her movements slow and deliberate. She watches as the elf's eyes glaze over with desire, her own cock throbbing in response. She knows she's got Elara right where she wants her—on the edge of something new, something wild, and she's eager to see how far the elf is willing to go.

Elara's eyes roll back in her head as Goblinina's hand works her cock. It's nothing like what she's used to, but it feels... right. She looks down at her own cock, so much smaller in comparison, and feels a twinge of inadequacy. But then Goblinina's hand is there, guiding hers, and she can't help but get lost in the sensation. She starts to stroke the goblin's cock, her movements tentative at first, but gaining confidence as she feels the warmth and weight of it in her hand. So massive

"Fine, I'll admit it," Elara says, her voice filled with a mix of pride and need. "Let's see what a big, stupid cock like yours is all about." She strokes Goblinina's cock with more purpose now, her hand moving up and down its length with growing enthusiasm. "I bet you think you're all high and mighty, don't you?" she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Since size is everything," she adds, echoing Goblinina's earlier words, but the way she says it makes it clear that she's not convinced. She's loving every second of this, the power play, the teasing, the desire. It's all so new, so exhilarating, and she can feel herself getting wetter just from the thought of what might happen next. She watches Goblinina's face, looking for any sign of weakness, any indication that the goblin might be affected by her touch. But all she sees is that smug smile, those gleaming eyes, and she knows she's going to have to work harder if she wants to get a real reaction out of her.

"Oh, you sweet, naive little elf," Goblinina chuckles, her grip on Elara's cock tightening ever so slightly. "You think you can handle me?" She leans in, her breath hot on Elara's cheek as she whispers, "You think that just because I've got a big cock, I'm easy to read?" Her eyes narrow, the challenge clear. "You're going to have to do better than that if you want to impress me." She starts to stroke Elara's cock in time with her own movements, the rhythm increasing, the friction building. "But I'm not saying I don't enjoy the effort," she adds with a wink. "Now, let's see what you've got." And with that, she pushes Elara back against the wall, her body pressing into hers. The elf gasps, her legs trembling as she feels the full weight of the goblin's desire. Goblinina's cock is like a weapon, demanding attention, and Elara can't help but feel a thrill at the thought of being dominated by it. She gasps again as Goblinina's hand moves faster, her own hand moving in sync with the goblin's, their breaths mingling in the steamy bathroom air.

Sensing Elara's climax approaching, Goblinina leans in, her lips wrapping around the elf's cockhead, and she sucks, hard. She feels Elara's body tense up, her hips bucking involuntarily as the elf tries to push deeper into the goblin's mouth. But Goblinina is in control now. She takes Elara's entire cock into her mouth, her eyes never leaving the elf's as she swallows the hot, sticky shot of cum that spurts out. She savors the taste, the feeling of Elara's release in her mouth. And then, without missing a beat, she pulls back, her own cock pulsing with need. "Now, it's my turn," she says, her voice a low growl. She takes a step back, her hand guiding Elara's face down to her cock. "Open wide," she commands, and as Elara does, she thrusts forward, her cock filling the elf's mouth. She's gentle, but firm, her hand on the back of Elara's head as she starts to fuck her mouth. It's a slow, deliberate rhythm, each stroke bringing her closer to the edge. And as she feels the warmth of Elara's throat, the tightness of her lips, she knows she's going to cum soon. She holds back, though, enjoying the moment, watching the elf's eyes water with the effort of taking her in. "Good girl," she murmurs, her voice thick with lust. "Take it all." And with that, she releases, her cock spurting cum into Elara's mouth, filling her up. She holds her there, her hand on the elf's head, until she's sure every last drop has been swallowed. And then, with a final, gentle pat on the cheek, she pulls away, her cock glistening with a mix of their juices. "Now," she says, her voice a purr, "aren't we going to make a fine trio?"

Elara tries to catch her breath, her eyes watering as she looks up at Goblinina. She's never felt so used, so... owned. And she loves it. She nods, her cheeks still flushed with arousal. "Yes," she says, her voice hoarse from the goblin's cock. "I'm ready for whatever you both have in store for me." She licks her lips, tasting the salty tang of the goblin's cum, and she feels a thrill at the thought of serving them both. She stands up straighter, her own cock now soft after two orgasms her belly slightly bulging from the absurd amount of cum Goblinina expelled.

As their passionate encounter reaches a temporary pause, Goblinina's cock starts to soften. She looks down at it with a satisfied smirk, then over at Elara, whose eyes are still locked on her own now-softening member. "Let's not keep our little cleric waiting," she says, her voice filled with mischief. She reaches down and takes her cock in her hand, giving it a playful shake. "Time for a morning tinkle, I think." She winks at Elara, then saunters over to the chamber pot, her cock swaying with each step. She starts to piss, the sound of the stream hitting the pot echoing in the small bathroom. She looks back at Elara, her eyebrow raised in question. "You coming?" she asks, her tone playfully suggestive. Elara nods, still in a bit of a daze, and moves to join her, her own cock giving a few half-hearted twitches as she starts to pee alongside the goblin, their streams mixing together. It's a strange, intimate moment, and one that Elara knows she'll never forget. She feels a sense of belonging, of acceptance, as they stand there, sharing this basic bodily function. And she knows that no matter what happens next, she's in for an adventure like none she's ever had before.

After taking care of business, Goblinina turns and struts back to the bed, her massive cock swinging with each step. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a pair of special underwear, designed just for her. It's made of a sturdy, yet comfortable material that supports her generous size without cutting off circulation. She wiggles her hips as she pulls them up, her cock sliding into the snug pouch with a contented sigh. She glances over at Elara, who's watching with a mix of awe and envy. "Comfort is key, darling," she says with a wink. "Can't have this bad boy getting in the way of a good time." She smooths the fabric over her hips, the outline of her cock clearly visible even through the thick material.

Luna enters the room, balancing a tray with breakfast on it. She's wearing a simple dress, her hair still damp from her own morning wash. She sets the tray down on the small table and smiles at the sight of Goblinina and Elara. "Good morning, my dears," she says, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she takes in their rumpled appearance. She notices Elara's slightly protruding belly and feels a warmth spread through her own body, remembering the feeling of Goblinina's seed in her mouth. She tries to push the thought aside as she sets out the food, but the memory is too fresh, too tantalizing. She pours a cup of tea for herself and sits down, watching the two of them with a knowing smile. "Looks like you two had quite the night," she says, her voice dripping with innuendo. "I hope you saved some energy for the grove." She takes a sip of her tea, her eyes never leaving the goblin's proudly displayed cock. She knows what they've been up to, and she can't help but feel a twinge of desire, wondering what it would be like to experience that kind of power, that kind of dominance. She takes a deep breath, then looks away, focusing on the task at hand. "Eat up," she says, her voice firm. "We've got a quest to complete."

Elara blushes, her cheeks staining a deep shade of purple. She quickly tucks her cock away and pulls her nightgown down, feeling a bit embarrassed to be caught in such a compromising position. She takes a seat at the table, her gaze flickering between Goblinina and Luna. She grabs a piece of toast and takes a bite, her mind racing. How did she end up here? With these two, who've both seen her at her most vulnerable, most exposed? She feels a thrill at the thought of it, a thrill she's never felt before. She takes another bite, her eyes meeting Luna's for a brief moment. "Thanks, Luna," she mumbles, her voice barely audible. She's never felt so... submissive. But it's not entirely unpleasant. She glances at Goblinina, who's already digging into her breakfast with gusto, and feels a strange sense of camaraderie with the goblin. They've shared something, something she can't quite put into words, and she knows that from this day forward, nothing will ever be the same between them.

Goblinina, seemingly unfazed by the interruption, graciously accepts a piece of toast from the tray, her teeth tearing into it with a crunch that seems almost feral. She chews with her mouth open, watching Luna with a predatory glint in her eye. "Mmm, good stuff," she says, licking the crumbs from her lips. She leans back against the headboard, her massive bulge still on display, and crosses her arms over her chest. "Don't worry, cleric," she says, her voice thick with arousal. "I've got plenty of energy left for whatever the day throws at us." She winks at Elara, then takes another bite. She's enjoying this game of cat and mouse, the way the cleric tries so hard to hide her desires. But she knows. Oh, she knows. And she can't wait to see just how far she'll let things go.