The Prince's Champion

[Kitty69]

Ehlana and Curnalda

Ehlana arched her back while still trying to lick Curnalda's labia, orgasming already from the feelings the elf brought to her. Her hands were on her lover's asscheeks, fingers pressed into the skin.

Curnalda was having a great time. Still wondering a bit how they got this hot, she lapped up the fruits of her labour, one finger from her hand on Ehlana's cheeks slowly snaked it's way to her destination, a tight rosebud. Without wetting the finger she pressed it in slowly, getting more groans and moans as a reward. Oh yes, she was having a great time.

Then suddenly the alarm went off in Ehlana's head. Lapping one last time, driving Curnalda over the edge she looked up. A minute later so did Curnalda, wondering why her friend had stopped.

They both saw 6 gorgeous woman-birds. In the backs of their heads they knew that those could be dangerous, but looking at 12 hard nipples and 6 oozing crotches, they weren't very interested in that part.

Ehlana looked at the one with the fake phallus and licked her lips. She looked briefly at Curnalda, and saw the lust on her face too. The other woman nodded and Ehlana smiled at the 6 creatures.

"Hello ladies... why don't you join us?"

 

[Swashbuckler]

The Harpies

"Hello ladies... why don't you join us?" the naked heroines sadi looking up from thier meals of desire.

In a heated instant we were upon them, fingers exploring the curves of their breasts. Wings flapping and twitching with our desire. Tongues snaking between glistening lips, flicking errect buds of nipples. Hands wrapping, sqeezing, pinching, caressing. All in a flurry of lust.

As the lesseres surrounded and sampled the pair, the leader cooly grined with delight as she finished tieing her attachment about her waist before pushing her way throught he circle of wings that enveloped the human and the elf.

Two of her comrades lifte the human on to a flat, sunwarmed rock. One instantly leaping above her mouth and lowering herself slowly to the human's beautiful lips. Her wings beating sfotly with a hunger as the human began to taste her. The Leader strode between the humans thighs, rubbing the head of the phallus teasingly at the opening of her pussy. The human's groan was mufled by the harpies dripping cunt. AS the human lifted her hips; the leader thrust into her depths in one swift powerful movement, filling her and grinding against her lips.

The elf was lain out on her back as each of her breasts were taken by a harpy each. Both sucking and nipping at her flesh as if they were starved to death. The elfs nether lips were invaded by a long harpy tongue, savoring her depths. Her silverlust spilling down her thighs as a long sharp nailed finger sought her tiny opening between her cheeks.

 

[Kitty69]

Ehlana and Curnalda

The girls practically orgasmed already when five of the gorgeous creatures jumped on both of them. Their entire bodies were stroked, pinched and massaged by the harpies. They withed on the ground and moaned out there lust, groping back with their own hands to touch big breasts and soft pussies.

Then they broke away and Ehlana looked at what was going on. She saw the most beautiful of the harpies come to her, a big leather dildo protruding from her abdomen. The human was lifted into the air, put down on a stone and then in a flash there was one on her face, and she looked right into a dripping honeypot. She dived in right away, then felt the leather fake against her hot lips. She groaned as the leader rubbed her with it, and raised her hips, wanting penetration. At the same moment the harpy plunged forward and rammed in all the way. Ehlana let out a muffled scream, and buckled on the stone as the harpy set a fast rythm.

Curnalda looked at her friend being taken by the gorgeous woman-beast and started rubbing herself. However, as soon as the leader had started, the other harpies gathered around her.

Two harpies went down to her breasts, licking and sucking at her nipples, giving playful bites at them. Another got down between her legs and stuck her long tongue inside her smoldering vagina, one of her fingernails scratching her asshole. That finger soon started to apply pressure, slowly sinking it inside her rear.

Both girls were going insane with lust as the harpies took their bodies. Each changed places, making sure everyone got a ride on Ehlana's mouth. Then the leader pulled out oh Ehlana's gaping hole and said something in an unkown language. The warriormage was turned around, her butt sticking into the air. The stunning beauty parted her cheeks and pressed the fake phallus against her rear, pushing it slowly into her ass.

Ehlana flipped her head back and cried out as her body shook.

The harpies now changed places over Curnalda's mouth, letting her service them, and so the orgy of flesh and feathers continued.

After some time had passed, the leader pulled out of Ehlana's ass and smiled at her. All the harpies stopped again and pulled back, giving the heroines a bit to catch their breaths. They looked at each other, then the leader and as one rose from their places and walked to her.

They pressed their bodies agains her's and both feasted on a nipple and her big breasts. Their hands roamed her body, finding each little spot to bring her pleasure. Soon she was panting loudly, and as Curnalda kneeled and started to lick the birdwoman's pussy, Ehlana whispered in her ear. The leader moaned and nodded, then said something and the other harpies dived on each other, probing and grasping each other.

Ehlana snaked down too, and knelt behind her. She reached out with her tongue and licked the woman's rear. She then licked the tight hole, and started to press against it, and finally slipped inside, licked her ass.

Curnalda was busy eating her pussy, nibbling her clit and also reached up with her hands to massage her breasts. Soon the harpy-leader was orgasming almost continiously as both her holes were tongued and her nipples and breasts played with.

And they kept licking, sucking and groping. And the birdwoman kept cumming until she could no more. Finally the big, proud creature fainted from a sensory overdose.

And the girls kept going for a few more minutes before they noticed. They looked at each other and grinned, then kissed each other passionately.

"I want you, but I think we should go now," Curnalda softly spoke as she looked at the frenzy still going on.

Ehlana pouted a bit, but nodded. They took their gear, hastily slipped into their clothes and armor, and snuck away.

 

[Swashbuckler]

Lucas

I was lain flat across an evil structure, in the heart of Chandalet's torture room. My limbs were strapped down hard, holding me displayed fully. Chandalet was toying with a cat across my upturned stomache and thighs. Sitting quietly near, controlling the cat with flicks of her fingers as it loomed over my marked felsh. Her finger would wave and a fresh blow would heat my skin anew.

Suddenly, the creaking ironshod door opened and an Orc with terror on his face enterednad kneeled before her. She never took her eyes off of her toy as she hissed, "Why do you disturb me?" The Orc's trembling voice was unintelligealbe to me, but it caused a flurry of blows, stronger and fiercer, landing closer and closer to my most sensitive parts as his voice stopped.

Chandalet suddenly rose, magical furry lifting her off the ground and making ehr long black tresses billow as her eyes blazed in the gloom of the chamber. "Well, my prince, it would seem you have a pair of would be rescuers enroute, don't worry I am sending my most trusted agents to deal with them," she bellowed icilly as the cat hieghtened its savagery upon my flesh, lingering long over my nether regions. In an instant she was gone, leaving me held on that oaken slab, in the dark.

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Chandalet

I slung open the door of the crypt, a pair of red, burning eyes loomed fromthe darkness, "Lord Aakron, my pet, there are two travelers in my swamp. Dispatch them, my pet," I cooed as the burning eyes of death and hate entered into the light. His rusting helm of the great warrior of his life still resting upon his fleshless skull. His plate armor clinging to the rotting flesh of his former body. His great magical sword slung over his back. "Savor your kill, my sweet," I hissed against his fleshless lips, kissing him with my magic. Granting him the lust of life for a breif time. Knowing that he would not fail to welcome my guests. I could feel the chill of the animatioin stirring beneathe myhand as I ran my fingers across the rusting steel that encased his former manhood, now given birth once more. "Ride, my pet," I kised in his ear. In a flurry of tattered black cape he rushed past me. Leaping upon his hellish steed and slashing inot the swamp.

 

[Kitty69]

Ehlana and Curnalda

And so both women traveled slowly through the swamp. Both quite tired from their sexual endeavours earlier, they stopped as soon as they thought they were far enough away from the harpies, and made camp. Ehlana used a camouflage spell in addition to her alarm spell, making it hard for observers to see their little camp, especially from the air.

After a quick but satisfying meal, the girls cuddled against each other and went to sleep.

They awoke early the next morning, and after some kissing and cuddling they got up, dressed and continued their journey through the swamp. Soon they would leave it, and then travel on solid ground again, getting closer to the castle.

 

[Swashbuckler]

Lord Aakeron

I trailed them in shoadows, as they trdged on towards the tower. Waiting, waiting, for darkness to grnat me my full power of my unlife. The more I watched the pair the more aroused I became, I almost felt blood pumping to my loins. I knew that it was the spell of Chandalet, who ruled me with the circlet of my doom; but it was torment and joy to feel life and lust once more after so many years.

My flaming eyes always upon them, devouring their every movement. Drinking in the harsh glint of sunlight, reflecting off the elf's armored breasts. Every step revealing hidden parts of the human's body, here a thigh, there a glimpse of breast as her peice meal adornment parted and closed at her steps. Like waves rushing in on pale golden shores.

As the sun began to steepen its descent, my dark form began to materilaize form the shadows of the swamp. I adjusted my armor, to reveal my magically inspired lust to the evening air. The tower loomed in the distance, like a dark needle of doom surrounded by the burning embers of daylight. The pair began to look for a dry place to make their camp. I smiled a fleshless smile of boney teeth, my eyes flared with desire and death.

 

[Kitty69]

Ehlana and Curnalda

"We'll be out of the swamp early tomorrow I think," Ehlana spoke to her friend, who nodded. They had been walking all day since they woke up, and although they had hoped to leave it today, that simply wouldn't work. The marsh slowed them down too much.

The day had been quiet. They had talked a little, but both were a bit uneasy at what had happened with the harpies. In truth both had loved it, but they didn't know how the other would react, so they kept it silent.

Curnalda couldn't keep her eyes off Ehlana's body, which was revealed a lot in the pieces of armor and cloth she wore. Curnalda wondered what was up with her lately, feeling so much lust for this human.

Ehlana was secretly happy that she lost her armor. Sure, she might regret it in combat, but at the moment she knew she couldn't stand the confiningness of her armor. Her breasts were swollen, and her nipples hard. She had no idea why, but she was extremely horny the last few days.

It was getting dark fast, and so they started looking for a dry spot. Finding a hill they made camp, and ate quietly.

"I think I'll guard tonight. I don't need much sleep anyway, so I'll wake you a few hours before dawn, and you can take over, ok?"

Ehlana nodded, saddened she couldn't have some fun with the elf, then undressed and curled up in her bedroll.

When she was sure Ehlana was asleep, Curnalda stripped down her chain leggings. She was so hot! But she couldn't let Ehlana know that. The human would think of her as some nymphomaniac!

So she would masturbate it off. Getting up she pulled away the blanket covering Ehlana, exposing her friend's luscious form. Moaning as she looked at those breasts, Curnalda began to rub herself, breasts starining against her armor. She quickly rubbed her clit and took care of herself. She gasped loudly as she saw Ehlana cup her own breasts, and was afraid the woman was awake. But if she was, she showed no sign of it, and only rubbed her own breasts. Enjoying the show, Curnalda started to play with herself again.

 

[Swashbuckler]

Lord Aackeron

Watching as my ghostly form takes on a more substansial existence, I watch as the elf finishes herself to dripping completion off the deliscious form of the human. As she fumbles with her chain, leggins, I spurr my deathly charger and lunge from the shadows. My great sword held aloft, my lust swelling at the sight before me. Hollow, unearthly laughter of lust and doom as I rear up before the elf. The tip of my blade poised at her delicate neck. The only thought upon my mind, how sweet her heated pussy would feel surrounding my gravely cold cock, to keep her alive for just a moment...

 

[Kitty69]

Ehlana and Curnalda

Ehlana was having the most wonderful dream. A tropical island, surrounded by white beaches and deep blue water. Her and Curnalda, no enemies, no prince to rescue, no clothes. They were making hot steamy love to each other, the gentle waves tickling their legs. Lying together in the wet sand, kissing each other passionately, Curnalda's hands on her breasts.

Curnalda had three fingers deep inside of herself when she heard a sound behind her.

Most mortals would have been to late, but no the elven bladeweaver. She rolled over, pulling her wet fingers from her pussy, and grabbed her swords. Looking at the figure that stood before her, she growled. Undead. Her race despised those...

"Come, vile abomonation, shall we dance the dance of blades?"

With that the elf began to weave her swords, focussing her sexual energy into the intricate movements, as she danced the almost magical ballet, striking at the undead warrior.

 

[Swashbuckler]

Lord AAckeron

"Yes, let us dance, elf,"Aackeron hissed hollowly. His voice was like grinding rust, spilling over his lipless teeth like a noxious venom. The she elf began twirling her blades as she recoiled to a defensive position. Her self slickened fingers grasping one hilt, Aackeron's eyes flared.

Rearing his deathly steed over the slumbering human, he swung the full wieght of his great sword hard upon the elf's blade. The force of the blow wrenched the sword from her greased fingers, sending it sprawling through the air with a clang. "How nice of you, to be so disarming, elf-bitch," Aackeron laughed vilely. "Not only have you warmed yourself for my cock, but you have worked your fingers right out of your defenses!" Aackeron laughed maniacally, savoring her folly, as he drew aside a piece of armor plating below his waist. An a darkly magicked, emense cock sprang forth. Half skinless, the fetrid phallus throbbed before the elf's widening eyes. Curnalda could see dark viens thumping with dried and blackened blood through the rotting skin of the corpse's cock as he slung himself from the saddle. His eyes blazing with lust as he took the first step towards her.

 

[Kitty69]

Ehlana and Curnalda

Damn it! Curnalda seldomly cursed, but this was not the time to think about that. First she had said she would guard, and let this undead warrior sneak up on her, and now she lost her sword to her own lust.

Of course being a bladeweaver meant she used two swords, something the warrior seemed to have forgotten. He looked at her, some sort of grimace on his face as he spoke his words. But she hadn't become an elven bladedancer in the service of Him, Correlon Larethian for nothing. She focussed her will and drew upon His might, channeling His power through her body. Her eyes became two white shining rays of light as she stepped forward. The entire power of the Leader of the Elven Pantheon came crashing down on the undead, one of the most hated creations to the elves.

Ehlana woke up at that moment. She looked with wide eyes at the scene. There was this huge skeleton warrior with an even bigger sword, and on the other side was her beloved Curnalda, her hair flowing in an invsible wind, her eyes shooting rays of light. And without any pants...

Curnalda lifted her sword high with two hands, and it came crashing down on Aackeron. It didn't destroy him outright, but it came close. The sword went in at his left shoulder, and penetrated all the way down to his sternum before being pulled out. Any normal being would have been killed by it, for Aackeron it was only a major annoyance that half of his torso threatened to break loose from the other half.

Curnalda tightened her grip, still blessed by the divine, and began dancing again, now with one sword, but with the entire Elven pantheon behind her...

 

[Swashbuckler]

Lord AAckeron

Laughter from the tomb, echoed from Aackeron's mouth as the blade was withdrawn form his chest. "Impressive...almost as impressive as your fingers in your cunt, elf," Aackeron hissed as he stepped into a slash with his great sword. The evil blade sliced through the air, ringing against the chainlinks of Curnalda's chest. The mail tearing slightly, freeing one of her perfect globes from its confines.

Aackeron's eyes blazed with lust as he pressed his attack, driving the elf back a pace. Her whirling dance and flashing blade rang uselessly off his armor. Aackeron laughed evilly as he trapped her blade with his own. Swords locked at the hilts he pushed Curnalda against a tree. His enflamed, deathly cock locked between her thighs as he crushed her to a tree. His rotting, throbbing flesh feeling the elven delacasy sliding over it. Her sweet cream bathing his felsh.

Aackeron strained against both her blade and trying to get the head of his prick between her lips. Consumed with lust he hardly noticed the rustle behind him....

 

[Kitty69]

Ehlana and Curnalda

Curnalda was less than half aware of what was going on, and didn't even hear his mocking words. The power of the Divine had taken over now, using her body and skill to fight with the abomonation. She did feel how she was pressed against the tree, and something between her legs!

Ehlana had quitely got up, put on some clothing and looked around for a weapon, then decided against it and calmly walked around to the back of the warrior. He obviously didn't notice her, and he seemed very much filled with lust, although that was quite strange for such an undead.

Standing behind him she noticed how he had pressed Curnalda against a tree, and she gritted her teeth as she saw what he was trying to do.

Supressing the urge to summon something sharp and cut it off, she instead chanted slowly but steadily, moving her arms and hands in intricate patterns.

Soon a blueish glow began to form above the undead's head, and the glob became a great hammer, and the hammer crashed down on the Warrior.

He was squashed beneath it, and when the hammer dissapated the half crushed form of the undead could be seen.

Ready to chant the next spell if necessary, she waited for what might happen next.

 

[Swashbuckler]

Lord AAckeron

The crushing bludgen from the holy energy knocked Aackeron to his knees. His eyes blazed with furry as he whipped around to face his new antagonist. His firery gaze locked coldly upon the chanting human. Curnalda took her chance and swung her remaining sword swiftly. It bit deep in to the fleshless neck of Aackeron. His skull creaked and rolled off his shoulders. The vile fire in his eyes went out. The only evidence that he was not a long dead corpse was his still pulsing, rotted flesh cock that rose skyward as his body collapsed onto the ground.