Worthy Core

Tolla the dwarf wastes no time, working her way out of her armor and the rest of her clothing before her elvish companions have hardly even started. That could be mostly due to the fact that they can barely seem to part their lips or hands from each others' bodies, although it could also simply be a matter of Tolla rushing her way into everything, both in combat and in bed. Nallond's leather vest has come off, leaving his undershirt behind, while Renriel is topless after having removed his spellcaster robes, but has yet to approach anything below the belt. The two have very similar builds, though Nallond the archer has a notably more muscular frame, and blonde hair compared to Renriel's black. They both wear it in the same style, loosely falling down to their shoulders, often being brushed aside as their hands caress each other.

Tolla pulls a brown bottle from her supplies and entertains herself for a short time while watching and pulling drinks from the heavy-looking container, but her apparently limited patience runs out quickly. "Gah! I can see you're nearly popping out of those pants'a yours already, how the hells have you not taken them off yet!? I swear to the gods, you only do this to torture me."

Nallond gives her a knowing grin. "To torture you...and because we know what you'll do to end that torture."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm a predictable dwarven slut. Now let's get those cocks out already!" Setting the bottle aside on the closest table she moves towards the pair, first grabbing at Renriel to fish his elfhood out from the fly of his trousers. Once that's accomplished she turns to the other, and apparently lacking that convenience on his armored pants, settles for undoing his belt and pulling the clothing down to his knees entirely. Their cocks do indeed pop out to full attention as Tolla predicted, and she quickly takes one in each hand. The dicks seem similar to that of elven bodies in general, slender but long, and Tolla's small hands have a lot of room to work with as they begin to slide up and down their shafts.

The trio are interrupted for a moment when the room's center chair suddenly rotates to face them, followed by it moving several feet closer, causing each of them to grin. Tolla makes sure to stick her ass out in the chair's direction, while making sure there's still an unobstructed view of the show. "Looks like we do got ourselves an audience for this one! Gods, I love the horny dungeons...knowing they're watching us, even when we can't see em back..." Tolla ends her commentary by popping Nallond's lower head into her mouth, and the elf pauses to groan.

Xenia Worthy, Horny Dungeon, wants to complain about her latest title but finds it hard to argue given that her latest fashion experiment has been returned to the ether, and she's now sitting in her chair with one leg over an armrest and one hand between her thighs. As she begins to warm herself up to the show the odd thought occurs to her that this is the first time she's masturbated in the better part of a decade. While she'd definitely had the itch ever since she'd arrived here, she'd been with Guy and busy for pretty much the entire duration. And of course after Lollyp arrived, there hadn't seemed to be much need for that. Now that she understands what Lollyp was referring to about these three she does feel a little bad that the slime woman is missing out, and resolves to make it up to her later. But for now...the show continues.

Having given Nallond his share of attention the dwarf turns to Renriel, but somewhat to the dungeon master's surprise Nallond finishes removing his clothing and then gets down on his knees to join her. It's an odd pair, Tolla being at ideal cocksucking height simply standing next to the bed while the elf needs to kneel on the stone, but the two line up well as Tolla licks her way across one side of Renriel while Nallond takes the other. In a briefly coherent moment of consideration, Xenia summons up a fur rug to spare Nallond's knees, and the group shares another grin.

"Now this is a dungeon who knows how to be a good host!" Nallond takes a break from Renriel's manhood to laugh and adjust his legs. "Normally with new dungeons we set our record and leave, but...perhaps we should extend our stay and visit a few more times before we move on?" A dozen different responses fly through Xenia's mind with her desperately catching and strangling them before they can get out, and she finally settles for carving a short message on the chamber wall.

DON'T PUSH IT...

Renriel laughs, the message not doing much to break his good mood, though the pair of tongues working their way across his dick at the moment may have something to do with that as well. "Fair enough, fair enough. Guess we'll just have to make this one count, then." With a hand on the back of each party member's head he begins to direct their efforts, bringing Tolla to his tip and Nallond towards his balls. With virtually no effort the dwarf practically inhales him, taking his cock well down her throat and pressing her nose to his stomach, and leaving Nallond almost no room to work with. "Ah! Tolla, you're always so...greedy..."

Tolla pops off and resumes stroking, while Nallond leans down to suck one of Renriel's smoothly-shaven balls into his mouth. "Hey, c'mon! You know how horny fightin' gets me! I almost didn't make it off that weird movin' platform thingie! And gods, that slime...did you see her ass!? I think I fell in love!"

The standing elf laughs again. "You fall in love every time we enter a tavern...sometimes two or three times, at that. But I can see how excited you're getting, all over the brand new rug, too. So how about we take care of you, hrmm?" Leaning over, he grabs up the short woman under her arms and tosses her onto the bed where she lands on her back with a laugh.

"Hey, what did I tell ya about tossing a dwarf?"

Nallond makes a show of giving the question careful thought. "That it's a crime that can only be satisfied by following it up with a good, hard dicking?"

"Damn right! Now, who wants to be the meat in this sandwich?" The dwarf spreads her legs wide, showing off a a trimmed yet still hairy bush that stands in marked contrast to the sleek, bare forms of her elven companions, and looks between the two to see who will take the bait.

Renriel climbs up onto the bed first. "I think I will, if you don't mind."

His partner slaps him on the ass as he gets into position. "Go for it. Meanwhile, I think I'll try out this lovely gift from our host..." As Renriel climbs between Tolla's legs, Nallond moves over to the bedside table and takes up the pink jar Xenia left for them. Opening it and letting a bit of the fluid drizzle onto his hand, he then uses it to stroke himself back to full hardness. "Ooh, it's been too long since we've had the good stuff. Dear dungeon master, if you're feeling generous, feel free to remove any loot you may have left in that chest there and replace it with more bottles of this, it's always so hard to find..." He's interrupted by a gasp from the bed, as much like with her zero-to-full speed deepthroating earlier, Tolla's elf partner impales her with such suddenness that there's a slight amount of backsplash left on his thighs and the bed as result.

"Fuck! Fuck! Rightthererightthere..."

"Haha, oh Tolla. There's no secrets with you. It's always as deep as we can get, as hard as we can get, am I right?"

Tolla gasps again before responding. "Well then how about you stop talking about it and do it, then!?" Renriel smiles and starts up a gentle series of thrusts as Nallond climbs onto the bed behind him, though he has to pause for a moment as Nallond slips a newly-pink middle finger into his ass.

"Oh, that is the good stuff. Hope you didn't use up too much of it?"

Nallond grins as he carefully lines himself up. "Juuuust enough. Now...nrgg, tight as ever, Renny." The elf answers only with a nod as he waits for a moment for Nallond to work his way in, but once Nallond begins his own thrusting movements, he resumes his work with Tolla. The two elves begin to gasp a little with their efforts, their breathing becoming heavier, but beneath them Tolla seems to be managing the verbal output for all three of them.

"Yeah! Fuck him good, Nallond! The way he, urng, twitches whenever you get deep in there, gods I love it." The dwarf begins playing with her own heavy breasts and extremely erect nipples, massaging and pulling at them while she watches the elves above her, and focuses on holding her legs spread as wide as possible as if it could perhaps draw Renriel inside a few inches deeper.

It's not only the elves who watch her play, though. No longer satisfied with watching from her chair, Xenia's walked over to the side of the bed herself, one hand desperately rubbing at her pussy while the other supports her virtual form against the wall. Standing here like this, only feet away from the trio yet totally invisible, all manner of thoughts run through her head. God, this is so hot. It's like voyeurism to a whole new level...I can't interact, but they're real, right in front of me, like a wet dream holodeck...I wonder...could...could I get closer?

Figuring they'll never know just how close she was watching them from, the dungeon master climbs up onto the bed herself and straddles Tolla's head. The bizarre sensations of the scenario seem almost unreal. Tolla's tits jiggle below her, and Nallond and Renriel gasp just inches away, yet they have no idea she's there. She can almost imagine the dwarf was licking at her...wait, no, it's not entirely in her imagination. Although the feeling of pressure is light, she can actually feel the warmth and humidity of Tolla's breath upon her lower lips, as if the dwarf was indeed preparing to eat her out. Just the thought of it begins to make her drip, and she fails to notice for a moment that she's not as invisible as she thinks she is.

Renriel is the first to notice. "Is it just me, or...do those look like the impressions of someone's legs in the fur blankets there, on either side of dear Tolla's head?"

Xenia freezes. Shit! I got too distracted, I'm interacting with the furniture constructs still! I've gotta -

Her thoughts are interrupted by an excited shout from Tolla. "Oh my gods, is the dungeon trying to sit on my face!? That's so fucking hot! Yessss, let Tolla take care of you!" The dwarf sticks her tongue out as far as she can manage, and although it can't physically interact with Xenia at all, the image of her trying is more than enough for Xenia to decide to keep rolling with the situation. "Oh my gods! Oh my gods! First foursome with a dungeon spirit! New record! I love this place!" Whether it's the thought of a dungeon master riding her tongue, the feel of the cock plundering her depths, or the possibility of having set a new perverted world record, the dwarf climaxes on the spot, drenching the rabbit fur blanket with her juices.

The sight of it brings Xenia to her own orgasm, her finger vigorously rubbing at her clit as she trembles above the dwarf, and she finds herself tremendously relieved that at least her 'construct interaction' abilities don't extend to staining the blanket with her own virtual fluids. Neither woman slows down though, with Tolla only encouraging Renriel to keep it up and Xenia pushing herself to keep at it for as long as her guests do. Renriel does indeed seem to be putting a great deal of effort into pleasing the insatiable woman, and so it's Nallond who finishes next a few minutes later. Gasping over Renriel's shoulder, he thrusts deep before pulling out, leaving a trail of pink and white to escape from the man's well-used ass.

With Nallond collapsing on the other side of the bed, Renriel's free then to focus further on Tolla as she rides through her second climax. "Ah! Gods! I'm getting close, Tolla...where!?" He's unable to fully finish his question, but the dwarf answers it boldly.

"All over me! I want to feel it!" With a final gasp Renriel pulls himself from Tolla's dripping cunt, aiming himself upwards...and Xenia just can't control herself. Leaning over, she practically dives onto the elf's cock, doing her best to line it up with her intangible lips. As the man shoots off his cum it passes right through her, yet she could swear she still manages to experience just the briefest of tastes as it shoots across her tongue. So it is that Tolla is drenched by two partners in that moment, even if one of them leaves no sign of it on her body.

When that moment passes all four of them collapse onto the bed, three of them visible and one leaving only the indented outline of her body on the fur. Looking to her side and laughing at the sight of the impression, Tolla shouts to the ceiling. "Yes! Yes, we are definitely coming back here again!"