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Skyhold love and lust	By : Redfields Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 29542 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Dagna opened the door to the undercroft and strode up the stairs. At the top of the stairs, she opened the door and peeked out. No one was about, so she crept across the throne room towards the Inquisitor’s quarters.
“Shouldn’t we get our clothes?” Harding whispered from behind her.
“Only if you want the hassle of getting into and out of them again, just to cross a few feet of open space.” Dagna whispered back.
“Alright, but if someone sees us, you’re the distraction.” Dagna giggled and Harding lightly smacked her naked rear. The sound of her hand hitting flesh echoed in the empty hall, and spurred the dwarves towards their goal. They opened the door to their leader’s quarters and quickly went in.
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“Well, that’s probably not a good sign …” Leliana whispered to herself.
“What?” Morrigan whispered back. They were both looking around the corner, having spied the dwarves sneaking into the Inquisitor’s rooms.
“Dagna and Harding are up to something. Probably seeing if the Inquisitor has anything interesting that she hasn’t shared with them.”
“And I take it she has a great many things she doesn’t want Dagna getting her hands on?”
“Yes.” Leliana replied. “At least, not yet.” She sighed “I should probably go and stop them. Or at least, point them towards something less destructive.” With that, she left her position at the entrance to the aerie and strode off down the hall of the throne room. Morrigan followed closely.
“You don’t have to come, Morrigan. This shouldn’t take long, and then we can get back to more … interesting activities.”
“Is that why we’re still naked? If that’s the case, I should think we can have some interesting activities right there in the Inquisitor’s room.”
Leliana stopped, a shocked look on her face. Morrigan had a mischievous smile on her face, and beckoned her forwards, towards the waiting door.
- - - -
“What do you think they’re all up to?” Sera wondered quietly.
“I don’t know, but that room is going to be crowded with naked women pretty soon. We should dress ourselves if we’re to join them.” Vivienne replied, just as softly.
“Aw, have some fun. It’d be good if e’ryone saw your good bits. I mean, you’re good all over, but you should show off your bits. I like ‘em, anyway.”
Vivienne considered this, then shrugged. She was a beautiful woman, and had nothing to be ashamed of. With that decided, she left the archway from the garden and walked towards the Inquisitor’s rooms.
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“I don’t know how you convinced me to do this naked. It’s cold, and people could see us!” Josephine hissed at Hawke, partially annoyed, but mostly embarrassed.
“That’s the point.” Hawke replied with a grin. She and Josephine snuck along the battlements towards the great hall. In a moment of reflection, she realised she was putting the diplomat in a difficult spot. She herself had had plenty of experience sneaking around, disappearing almost entirely within view of others, and would have no trouble remaining unseen wherever she decided to go in Skyhold. Josephine … well, not so much.
Hawke spotted the door they were aiming for and quietly opened it. They arrived inside the throne room on the second floor. A long look revealed no one else, so Hawke beckoned Josephine to follow her. They snuck along the upper floor to the stairs and quickly glanced down. No one. They crept down the stairs and paused again. Hawke surveilled the ground floor carefully and again saw no one. The coast clear, they walked quietly but quickly to Adaar’s rooms and opened the door.
- - - -
A small candle revealed the forms of a few other people.
“Who’s that?” someone whispered in the gloom.
“It’s Josephine and someone else.” The soft reply.
“Hawke, I think her name is.”
“That’s right. What’s going on here?”
“I don’t know, I thought we were the only ones here.”
“I wanted to keep you two out of trouble.”
“I wanted to make sure you got into the right trouble.”
There was a lot of quiet shuffling and ruffling as eyes adjusted to the dark.
Suddenly, every lamp in the large room flared to life. The room was filled with light, as if it were noon on a cloudless day. The women in the room threw up their arms to block their eyes. When they lowered them, they saw Adaar standing on the stairs in battle stance, staff in hand but wearing nothing. Her eyes took in her guests, and she relaxed, standing up straight. Cassandra appeared at the top of the stairs with a sword and shield, also wearing nothing else.
“What’s the meaning of this?” The Inquisitor asked
No one answered, and most were peering intently at their feet.
Adaar face hardened.
“What’s the meaning of this? I will have an answer.”
Dagna finally answered “I … uh, well, we came over … to … um, see if you had … well, toys.”
“… toys?” Adaar asked, incredulously.
“Yeah … toys.” Dagna made some gestures with her hands.
“Dagna, I’m a grown woman. I don’t have toys.” Adaar smiled, and most of the tension seeped out of the room.
Dagna was insistant. “You know, toys. For … well … grown women.”
Something clicked in Adaar’s mind. Suddenly Dagna gestures made sense; as if she were stroking an invisible phallus.
“Ooooooooh, toys.” She said. “Sorry, Dagna. I don’t have any of those toys.”
Dagna looked a bit disappointed, but quickly dismissed it.
“What of the rest of you?” Adaar asked the other women, all of whom were naked. “Are you all interested in whatever toys I don’t have?”
“Morrigan and I came over to make sure Dagna didn’t get into anything sensitive or delicate.” Leliana replied when Adaar’s gaze on her.
“Really? We came over to make sure she got the right toys.” Sera said. Adaar tried to look serious, but was unsuccessful. Even Cassandra chuckled a bit.
Josephine was busy look at nothing, and hadn’t made eye contact with anyone the entire time. Hawke looked nonchalant as she replied “I came here because Josie told me about a rather nice shaving knife you have, and I was hoping to borrow it. I’ve been out I the woods for quite a while, and haven’t managed to keep up my hygiene down there, if you catch my drift.”
“Ah. Indeed I do, Hawke.” Adaar replied, then turned and murmured into Cassandra’s ear, who took Adaar’s staff and left back up the stairs.
Adaar continued “Well, credit should also be given to Dagna” (the dwarf looked especially pleased with herself) “We worked together and made a magic knife that’s been enchanted to never cut flesh. Hair it’ll cut right to the skin, but you’ll never hurt yourself with it.” A moment after she finished speaking, Cassandra returned with a small wooden box under her arm and a bowl filled with water. She handed the bowl to Hawke and opened the latch on the box to reveal a very nice knife, then closed it again. Hawke handed the bowl to Josephine (still looking intently at no one’s eyes) and took the box from Cassandra with a nod. “Thank you.”
“Cassandra, you’re shaved too.” Dagna exclaimed.
Cassandra stumbled in shock, but recovered quickly. “Uh. Yes. Is that a surprise?”
Harding stepped in for her partner “You don’t seem like the type of person who would worry about that. More of a ‘let’s go on patrol instead of shave’ type of person.”
“Well, if my hair gets too long, it can get caught in joints of armor” Cassandra replied. Some of the women winced in sympathetic pain
The warrior continued “So I find it easier if I just shave it off. And to be completely honest, I like the way it looks.”
“As do I” Adaar added, smiling at her lover. She slipped an arm around Cassandra’s waist while Dagna let out a small “Aw” and Sera made gagging noises and mimed vomiting.
“Get a room, you too.” The elf finally said.
“We have a room. You’re standing in it. This is our room.” The Inquisitor replied, mock seriously.
“Wait, who else is shaved?” Dagna said, craning her neck to look at the rest of the women.
“Is this what we’re going to do now, laze about and discuss personal hygiene?” Vivienne asked, looking around. “I might need some wine for that.”
“Hmmm, I think I might actually have some around here.” Adaar went over to a shelf, but didn’t find what she was looking for. A few shelves later on, she let out an “aha!” and brought over two bottles of wine. Cassandra had found some goblets, and passed them around.
“If you could chill them please, my lady.” The Inquisitor asked as she passed the bottles to Vivienne. The dark-skinned mage took hold of the wine and cooled it with magic, coating the bottles with a thin sheen of hoarfrost. Adaar took the bottles back and popped the corks by hand, then started pouring for her naked guests. A few of them had gathered the cushions in the room, and most were sitting or reclining on them.
Some were perfectly comfortable unclothed. Some were a little out of their element, but willing to go along. Josephine was clearly uncomfortable, but just as clearly trying not to show it.
“That’s a nice pattern you have there, Leliana” Vivienne commented, noticing the small, well-trimmed patch of hair above the spy’s vulva.
“Thank you. I like a bit of color down there” she replied, brushing her fingers lightly over her pubic hair. “I see that you’re completely shaved.”
“Yes, I find it easier not to deal with hair at all.” The dark-skinned mage responded.
“Well, I solve the problem by not dealing with my hair at all” Morrigan interjected, and everyone looked at her loins. The hair around it was wild and untamed, though sparse. “Although that’s probably because I don’t have as much as some others here.” The witch continued with a grin.
“If you want the Inquisitor’s magic knife, I’ve just finished with it” Hawke spoke up. She dipped the knife into the bowl one last time, rinsing off the hair, then extended the handle to Morrigan. The witch considered it, then waved off the rogue. “I think I’ll keep it for a bit yet.” Hawke shrugged, dried the knife on an unused cushion, and returned it to the box. Then she reclined, using one hand to fan air onto her freshly shaven nethers.
“Ooh, that is a good knife.”
“I’ll have a go at that” Sera said, nodding towards the box. Hawke slid it across the carpet to the blonde. The rest looked at the elf and noticed there was quite a mass of wild hair down there. It tended to blend in with her skin, but it was obvious she had more than any of the rest of them.
“I might need some water too, ifin it’s alright.” Sera asked. Hawke looked momentarily abashed at her own forgetfulness, but Josephine had already walked the bowl over to the elf. Sera opened the box, dipped the knife in the water, and began removing the yellow tangle between her legs.
The rest continued the conversation while sipping the wine. Eventually Vivienne cocked her head the side and apologized “I’m sorry, Inquisitor. Did we interrupt you from anything?”
“Well, Cassandra and I were awake and unclothed … so, I’m afraid you did.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. What did we get in the way of?” Dagna asked, curiously, while Harding slowly rested her face in her palm.
“Well, if we had any … ahem, toys, we would have been using them” Adaar replied.
It took a moment for the dwarf to understand, but her eyes widened and she looked embarrassed. “Oh … I … uh” She mumbled, but the Inquisitor laughed.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“So” Sera interjected into the awkward silence “Do you take Cassandra up the butt, or does she take you?”
Josephine gasped, Cassandra looked cross, and Adaar merely looked bemused. “Uh … we’re quite happy not to use our butts at all.”
Sera looked at them like they had grown extra heads. “But the butt’s the best part.” Murmurs of agreement rose from some of the others, and Dagna nodded vigorously.
“I … what?” Adaar was still incredulous.
“It is an exquisite experience.” Vivienne chimed in.
“I’ve just never … taken anything there before.”
“Well, I’m sure we can remedy that.” There we suddenly cattish smiles amongst the women.
“I’m not sure …” Adaar turned and looked at Cassandra, but the warrior was also smiling, and had a rather curious look in her eye. The Inquisitor shrugged. “Alright, I’ll try. On one condition.” Seemingly reading her mind, Cassandra stepped up beside her. “That I’m the one to do it.” The warrior finished for her lover.
The women piled the cushions together as Vivienne instructed them about what to do. Adaar lay facedown on the pile of cushions so they pushed her bottom in the air. Cassandra knelt beside her, stroking her muscled globes. Vivienne handed Cassandra a jar and a small black cock. Where she had gotten them, the warrior didn’t know. The cock was slippery. With Vivienne’s instructions, she dipped her fingers in the jar and found out why. She took some of the ointment and dribbled in on her lover’s ass, and traced around the puckered opening with her index finger. Finally, she pushed it in.
“Oh.” Adaar let out the small surprised exclamation.
“Is everything alright?” Cassandra asked, anxiously.
“Yes” the Qunari responded slowly. “It’s just a little … different. I’m not used to anything going in there.”
Cassandra continued with her finger, slowly pushing it all the way in, then wiggling it around inside Adaar’s shapely arse.
“Ooh.” Again, the Inquisitor let out an exclamation. “That feels … good.”
Cassandra smiled and continued her ministrations.
“Why don’t you try another finger?” Vivienne suggested, and Cassandra complied. She eased her middle finger into Adaar’s deep road, and she let out a moan of agreement. She noticed that the other women were looking on with looks of lust in their eyes, and Sera was openly fingering herself, albeit slowly.
Once her middle finger was wholly inside, Vivienne motioned for her to use her thumb on the Qunari’s other hole. She slipped it inside the Inquisitor’s puss.
“Oh, wow!” Adaar’s eyes were wide and she was nearly panting. Cassandra sped up her movements, alternating between her thumb and her first two fingers. She pushed them as deep as she could, wriggling them inside.
“Well, I guess we don’t need this.” Vivienne set aside the fake cock she had brought along, deciding that Cassandra’s fingers would be enough to satisfy the Inquisitor.
Indeed, that was the case. Adaar was rocking back and forth on the cushions, pushing herself further onto her lover’s fingers. Her breath was coming in gasps.
“Oh, oh, oh, Oh, Oh, OH, OH OH OH OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!” She finally groaned, her body trembling as her orgasm took hold. Her hips ground spastically against Cassandra’s hand, who kept her fingers still but deep inside. She could feel Adaar’s muscles clench around the invading fingers while her pleasure continued. Finally, the spasms grew further and further apart until they eventually stopped.
Cassandra slipped her fingers out of her lover and smiled at Adaar when the Qunari turned to look at her.
“Thank you, Cass. That was wonderful.”
“And hot” added Sera, who had stopped fingering herself before she came.
The Inquisitor took a moment and a few deep breaths to collect herself. “Well, are you up for it?” She asked Cassandra.
The warrior didn’t respond verbally, merely bent over the cushions and assumed the same position her lover had just vacated.
Adaar took the jar from Vivienne and dipped her fingers in the ointment, coating them thoroughly in the slippery substance. She rubbed her index finger over Cassandra’s rosebud. “Slowly” Vivienne reminded her.
The Qunari gradually eased the first joint of her finger into the tight confines of Cassandra’s supple arse. “Ow, OW, OW!” the warrior cried out, and Addar quickly withdrew her finger. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” She said.
Cassandra was quick to reassure her, “no, it’s not your fault,” she sighed. “I guess some women just aren’t built for anal.”
“Alright.” The Inquisitor agreed, then rubbed the warrior’s cheeks in sympathy. “But you know what that means.” She added with a smile more fit for a minx.
“No. What does it mean?” Cassandra wondered, a completely lost expression on her face.
“Well, it means you’ll have to be punished. I’m afraid we’ll just have to make you cum more traditionally.”
With that, the Inquisitor gently rolled Cassandra over, so she was lying on her back, then knelt between her legs and dove into her sweet honey pot.
“Wait, what did you mean by ‘we’?” Cassandra asked, before Leliana and Morrigan knelt on her left and right side, each taking a nipple in their mouths.
Cassandra looked to Adaar in fear. Was this cheating? Did this mean she no longer satisfied her lover? But the Inquisitor paused her oral stimulation to reassure her “It’s alright. You’re still the only one for me.” With that, she went right back to Cassandra’s delicious velvety entrance. The warrior leaned her head back on a cushion, and simply enjoyed all the pleasure being done to her.
The three women bent over Cassandra, arses waving slowly in the air, were too much for some of the others to take. Dagna had run back across the hall to the undercroft, and she returned with her and Harding’s wearables. Vivienne had retrieved hers, possibly without slipping from the room. They each put them on, coated the fake cocks in ointment, and lined up behind one of the kneeling women.
Dagna was behind Morrigan. She spread her legs so her cock was at the right level, then slipped into the witch’s waiting arse.
Vivienne knelt behind Adaar, then bent over her to whisper in her ear “I know you’re new at this, my dear, so I’ll be nice and gentle.” With that, she eased the head of her fake prick into the Inquisitor’s recently used rear end. Vivienne had to give the other mage credit; she didn’t stop licking her lover, merely moaned with approval into Cassandra’s leaking loins as the dark-skinned woman violated her rectum. Slowly and carefully, she eased the rest of her cock into the Inquisitor, making sure to pause often and check to make sure nothing hurt. Finally, while the ridging inside rubbed Vivienne’s clit, the Qunari had the entire seven inches deep inside her bowels. A muffled moan escaped her, and it seemed to spur her tongue, if Cassandra’s matching moans were anything to go by.
But it was Harding behind Leliana that attracted most of the notice. Like Dagna, the scout widened her stance to line up with the spymaster’s back door. She spread a dollop of lube on her fake cock and another on the redhead’s beautiful backside, them slowly pushed inside her rectum. Once she bottomed out, she nearly pulled out, then slammed back in. The slapping of her thighs against Leliana’s attracted the eyes of the other women in the room, and the speed at which that slapping continued dropped jaws.
Leliana had to stop sucking Cassandra’s nipple. She just moaned in approval and rested her head on the warrior’s breast, letting Harding’s ferocious arse-pummelling take her completely. Vivienne, Adaar, Morrigan, and Dagna all paused what they were doing to take in the amazing scene, before resuming their sucking and screwing.
“Oh maker, I’m next.” Josephine said quietly with wide eyes as she watched her friend’s arse get reamed. Hawke was behind her, pressing her body into the diplomat’s back, wrapping her arms around her and playing with her puss.
Sera, feeling left out and horny after fingering herself to her boss trying anal for the first time, went over to Cassandra and squatted over the warrior’s head, pressing her loins to the brunette’s mouth. Cassandra was too caught up in the moment to care who was above her, and stuck her tongue into the blonde’s freshly shaved quim.
It didn’t take long for Harding to bring Leliana to the edge of orgasm. The redhead held on as long as she could, but the instrusion slamming into her bowels was too much. With a sharp intake of breath, her muscles seized and she started shaking. Her puss spurted liquid onto the floor.
Harding was still, letting the spymaster cum on her cock, before slowly pulling out of the quivering redhead. Once it was free, Leliana collapsed onto her side, curling up a little and taking great gasps of air. Her shivering gradually ceased.
She glanced over and noticed that Josie had finally gotten over her embarrassment, even plucking up the courage to take her friend’s place. The diplomat lowered her head to suck on Cassandra’s right breast, and waved her derriere invitingly at Harding. The scout wasted no time, sliding into Josie’s arse mere moments after leaving Leliana’s. She took the pace a bit slower, or she’d be too tired to do anything more that night.
Meanwhile, the triple pleasures administered to Cassandra were steadily bringing her closer to rapture. She could barely lick Sera’s delicious twat, her mind was elsewhere; on her breasts, on her puss. Her moans got higher, more frequent. Sera’s quim could muffle them no longer.
The Inquisitor took a chance and pushed the tip of her still slippery pinky finger into Cassandra’s back door. Pleasure exploded through the warrior. She screamed in ecstasy, her orgasm tearing through her with an intensity like none other. Her limbs jerked, her torso shivered, and she even squirted girl cum into her lover’s mouth. Her moans continued as her orgasm ravaged her, ravished her. The finger in her arse drove inexorably deeper into her, prolonging her pleasure. The mouths on her nipples never let up, and Adaar’s was now engulfing her clit.
Her orgasm deepened, lengthened. Her screams turned to shrieks of pleasure, before her voice gave out completely. Her spasms grew in intensity, before her body jerked itself away from all three women. She lay twitching near them, but then it was just three ladies on their hands and knees with their heads together being nailed in the arse.
Sera was increasingly frustrated at not having cum yet, but an idea crept into her head, and she waited for Vivienne to finish with Adaar’s luscious back door.
Hawke had been by herself since Josie took Leliana’s place. The redhead was still lying on the ground after recovering from Harding’s magnificent anal-induced orgasm, but she opened her eyes and grinned a welcome at the wayward rogue. Hawke needed no further encouraging, and knelt over the spymaster’s mouth, giving her a taste of her freshly shaven puss.
The dwarves and mage continued their relentless anal assault, driving deeply and skilfully into their partners. Morrigan was suddenly moaning in delight as Dagna pushed her over the edge, and Adaar was not far behind, repeating her earlier cries as Vivienne pumped the wearable deep into her bowels. The mage was near as well, the pressure on her clit becoming greater. The sounds were too much for Josephine, and she was swept away as the cock in her mahogany arse spread pleasure through her entire body. A trickle of cum leaking from her puss turned into a torrent, and her moans joined those of the quivering Adaar and Morrigan. Shrieks and grunts of ecstasy followed, until the three ladies were left a huddled mess on the floor, their bungholes thoroughly wrecked and enraptured.
Vivienne quickly doffed her wearable and was on her knees, furiously rubbing her clit, when Sera walked over and presented her pussy. Vivienne looked up at her questioningly, but the dwarf reached out and guided the mages mouth to her vulva. This was something new. It was always the other way around. But then, they’d never been part of an orgy before, either, so maybe it was time to try new things. The mage stabbed her tongue into the archer’s quim and two fingers into her arse. She tasted different, but good. Soon, her tongue was a whirlwind in the elf and her fingers were twisting and turning inside Sera’s back door. They were both so close. Sera braced her legs and closed her eyes. All her pent up sexual energy would soon be released. She clutched the mage’s bald head and pressed her wet womanhood against Vivienne’s wonderful mouth, urging the tongue squirming inside her to go faster.
Cassandra crawled over to Adaar and held her lover as her orgasm faded, slowly caressing her. Their eyes met, then their lips in a tender, passionate kiss.
Hawke was lost in pleasure from Leliana’s ministrations when the redhead’s tongue left her dripping puss. The rogue looked down at the grinning face between her legs questioningly, but only got a coy smile in return. Leliana tapped Hawke’s leg, and Hawke obligingly lifted it while the spymaster rolled out from under her. Coming up on her knees as well, the former bard put her arms around the champion and whispered seductively in her ear “You should meet Morrigan.”
The Witch of the Wilds had been in a haze of post orgasmic bliss, but her attention was sparked by the mention of her name. She rose and quietly shuffled over to the two.
“And why should she meet me?”
“I just think you have so much in common. You’ve both been alone and on the run for far too long.”
Hawke looked a question at Morrigan. “I left the Grey Wardens under less than stellar circumstances. I had to find an eluvian to finally escape their notice entirely.”
“An eluvian? Those things are dangerous.” Hawke replied, her concern clear.
“Not the one I found. It was hidden well, and hidden better by my magic after I used it. Have no fear.”
Hawek relaxed. “Well, I had no such wondrous tales. I hid in several forests ever since I left Kirkwall.”
“Oh, and the second reason you should meet Morrigan” Leliana interrupted “is that she can do a very special spell.”
“I can do several very special spells, some of which are quite useful in bed, as you are well aware.” The friends grinned at each other, before Leliana turned back to Hawke. “This one is a penis spell.”
This got the attention of everyone in the room, save for Sera and Vivienne, who were otherwise engaged.
“A penis spell? I might have to learn that.” Adaar murmured in Cassandra’s ear. The warrior laughed lightly.
“I only learned this with a lot of hard work as a shapeshifter.” Morrigan closed her eyes, with a look of intense concentration on her face. With a groan and a small flash of light, the bottom of her torso changed. Her hips thinned, but the bones rotated slightly. Her puss had disappeared, and in its place, an erect cock stood, 8 inches long and one and a half in diameter.
Hawke swore, Morrigan opened her eyes, and everyone else gasped at the change. “Paragon’s tits!” the dwarves stared. Leliana laughed at everyone’s reactions. Hawke tentatively reached out a hand and touched the fully flesh cock. It twitched and Morrigan laughed.
“So, interested in getting to know me more?” the witch asked.
“Goodness gracious, yes!” The champion replied, already turning around to present her skinny but beautiful behind to the brunette. Leliana grabbed the jar of ointment and spread a handful on Morrigan’s cock.
The witch sighed in approval as the spymaster’s hands expertly worked her cock. She put her arm around her friend and pulled her in for a kiss. Their lips met and their tongues intertwined. Leliana’s hand continued to stroke Morrigan’s hard pole while the other slipped fingers into Hawke’s waiting arse, prepping her for the fleshy invader.
Morrigan broke the kiss and lined up behind Hawke, resting her cockhead at the entrance to the champion’s deep road before pushing it in. Both partners groaned in approval. Morrigan slowly closed the gap between their hips, driving her penis through the rogue’s rectum and deep into her bowels.
Across the room, Vivienne’s tongue slithered inside Sera’s dripping puss, massaging her inner walls and bringing her ever closer to orgasm. The mage’s hands were busy, one on her own nethers, flicking quickly across her clit, and other hand was between Sera’s legs, the index and middle fingers wiggling strenusouly inside the elf’s bunghole.
“Oh, wotcha!” the blonde cried out as her orgasm crashed over her. Her hips spasmed against Vivienne’s face, and a torrent of cum came with it, dripping down the dark mage’s chin and onto her breasts, and matching the flood from Vivienne’s twat as her own orgasm tore through her. Sera’s hips spasmed again, the flood from her puss gradually trailing off while her orgasm continued. She clutched Vivienne’s head while their orgasms roiled inside them. Vivienne’s fingers on her clit and twisting in Sera’s lovely arse pushed their pleasure farther. Eventually their twitching ceased, and the elf’s legs gave out. Vivienne supported her as she gently fell to the floor. “Woiya, that was a good one.”
Adaar had recovered from her mind-blowing buggery, but was looking with concern at the dwarves, who were holding hands and looking with interest at Morrigan steadily pounding Hawke’s rear.
“You two haven’t had the chance to be pleasured yet” The Qunari said.
“Oh, don’t worry about us. We can take care of ourselves if we need to.” Dagna replied.
“I suppose you could always Krevatch … sorry, Qunari word for Cross-hatch.” The Inquisitor explained to the questioning looks. “Both people sit down and put one leg over the leg of the other person. Then they can rub their pusses together. We’ve certainly enjoyed it.” She added as she patted Cassandra’s thigh.
“Yeah, we’ve done that a few times. It’s nice, but we like each other’s asses too much to only do pussy stuff.” Harding explained.
“Well, in that case … I doubt your wearables would fit Cass or I, but I may have something …” She stood up and went to a shelf blocked by cushions. Behind those, she pulled out a box, carefully wrapped. She presented the box to Cassandra.
The warrior looked at the box in surprise, then unwrapped it and lifted off the lid. Inside were two matching 7 inch obsidian wearables. “Sorry, Dagna. I guess I lied about having toys in here. Cass, I wanted us to try them on each other first, but given the dwarves’ need …”
“Well, I suppose that’s alright.” Cassandra reassured her. She picked the wearable sized for her from the box and slid it on. Adaar took the other one and did the same. Cassandra frowned at a thought “Um, I’m not really sure how to use one of these, though.”
Harding already had the answer. “Just lie on your backs, and well take care of the rest.” Adaar and Cassandra complied, lying down next to each other, with their fake cocks pointing skyward. To their right, the moans of Morrigan pounding Hawke continued.
After covering the wearables in ointment, Dagna knelt, straddling Cassandra while facing her head. She quickly sat on Cassandra’s cock, taking all seven inches in her arse before she realized it was 2 inches longer than what she was used to. Her eyes widened and a squeaky “Oh!” escaped her mouth. “I can feel it in … I can feel it in my stomach.” She looked down, expecting to see a bulge in her belly, but none showed. “Oh, ancestors, that’s deep!”
Harding sat on Adaar’s cock and took it slowly. It was a little wider than she was used to, and she could feel her bunghole stretch around the intrusion. And it just kept going! Eventually all seven inches were buried deep in her bowels. She was a little worried about what it was doing to her internal organs, but … “Damn, that feels good!” Carefully, she raised herself up a bit, feeling a bit of suction inside as the massive cock retracted an inch or two. Then she slammed down, groaning long and loud at the amazing pleasure in her ass, radiating out through the rest of her body. Eyes closed, she reached out her right arm to put around Dagna. Together, they synchronized their movement, willingly and wantonly violating their small, cute asses on the fake cocks.
Beside them, Morrigan continued to pummel Hawke’s welcoming arse. The witch grunted in pleasure every time she bottomed out deep inside the champion’s rear, receiving an encouraging moan in return.
The two friends who’d been buggered so well by Harding were left out of the action, though. Leliana sat next to Josephine, one arm around the chocolate-skinned woman’s waist. They were both enjoying the scene in front of them when Leliana’s eyes fell on Vivienne’s discarded wearable. She leaned over and kissed her friend on the cheek, then whispered in her ear “you should sit in front of Hawke and let her lick you.” Josephine took her up on her suggestion, sitting in front of the champion with her legs splayed, and leaned back on her hands. Hawke dove in to the sweet nectar she had so recently enjoyed, letting the rocking motion of Morrigan slamming into her add to her licking prowess.
Leliana slipped into Vivienne’s wearable, finding it a bit loose but otherwise fine, and noticed the small cock inside and the ridging pressing against her clit. She might have to find another wearable that had those. She crept up behind Morrigan. “Have you ever tried this with your spell in place?” she asked the witch.
The brunette raised her eyebrows and stopped pumping. “No, but I’ve wondered what it would be like. Perhaps you can help me answer that.” she replied with a sly grin. Leliana took careful aim at Morrigan’s dark hole and slowly slipped the fake prick inside.
“Oh my. Oh My. Oh My!” The witch cried out as she felt her rectum stretch around the clay intrusion. Leliana’s slow pressing into her eventually drove her hips forward, pumping her cock further into Hawke’s waiting arse. The champion had taken a break from licking to see why Morrigan had stopped, but now she returned her attention to Josie’s dripping womanhood, licking faster as her orgasm approached.
Her body was soon shuddering as she came, licking again paused as she could think of nothing but the pure bliss of the cock deep in her bowels. She saw stars as the pleasure exploded through her, and her pussy sprayed girl-cum all over the floor.
Once her orgasm ceased, Morrigan began to pull out, but Hawke motioned for her to keep going. Josephine rolled onto her back underneath her, so she and Hawke could lick each other. The diplomat had a wonderful view of the champion’s arse stretch wide to accommodate Morrigan’s cock, as well as Morrigan’s own arse stretch lewdly around Leliana’s clay tool.
Beside them, Harding and Dagna kept up their synchronized pace. One arm around each other, they turned their heads towards each other and locked lips as they rode up and down the obsidian cocks. Beneath them, Cassandra and Adaar were also kissing passionately, hands alternating between their own breasts and those of the dwarves.
On the other side of them, Vivienne was on all fours, facing away from the group, with Sera sitting beside her dark and shapely rear end. After dipping her fingers in the ointment, the elf slipped her index and middle fingers into Vivienne’s bung hole, bringing a gasp from the mage. Sera had never played with her arse before, only her puss. She wasn’t unused to anal, only with the person doing it. Admirably well, in fact. Sera took Vivienne’s moan as approval, and worked a third finger into the loosening hole. A long, guttural groan emerged from the dark-skinned woman when Sera eased her pinky finger inside her puckered rosebud. It was stretched into a slot now, accommodating the elf’s fingers in a line as she wiggled them around inside the wonderfully soft arse.
Sera peppered her beautiful bottom with kisses while Vivienne assumed the position the blonde had previously that day; she lowered her head and rested her cheek on a cushion, freeing up her hands to rub furiously at her clit and in her velvety pussy. Sera brought her thumb down to join her other fingers …
A quickly strangled shriek caught the attention of everyone else in the room. From their position, it looked like Sera’s arm ended at her wrist, connected to Vivienne’s backside.
“Sera, is … is your entire hand in Vivienne’s arse?”
“Yup” Sera responded proudly at the same time as Vivienne let out a shaky “yes”.
Hawke looked down between her legs at Josephine. “That’s the thing from the book I tried but couldn’t do. Vivienne must have a fantastic ass.” Josie grinned, then went back to licking. Hawke resumed as well, as the other members also resumed their activities.
Sera tried to pump her arm a bit, but Vivienne quickly warned her off. Instead, the mage rocked back and forth on the massive intrusion stretching her arse to the breaking point. She wasn’t able to take it deep, but it made up for that with width. Damn, it felt great!
Sera slowly clenched her fingers into a fist and slowly pulled it partially out. She watched with fascination as Vivienne’s orifice stretched grotesquely, growing larger and larger until her knuckles showed. The mage’s moans began repeating and growing higher in pitch, and her rubbing grew frantic. When Sera slid her fist in farther than before, Vivienne buried her face in the cushion and screamed as she came. She flooded the carpet with cum. Her back arched as her muscles seized, tightening her ass’s grip on Sera’s hand. Her colon clenched again and again around Sera’s fist as the pleasure cascaded over her. Again and again, she squirted juice onto the floor. Her throat grew raw from muffled screaming, until finally her orgasm gradually faded away. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed. Sera pulled her hand out with a wet “plop” as Vivienne crashed to the floor.
Next to them, Dagna and Harding were increasing their intensity, nearly hopping up and down on the massive tools in their small asses. Their colons had gotten used to the size of the intrusions, and now they revelled in the pleasure it brought them.
Beside them, the four-person mini-orgy was coming to an end, for at least one member. Hawke’s fine arse and Leliana’s cock pounding her own were too much for Morrigan. With a series of increasing moans and finally a gasp, she came. She thrust deep into Hawke and her cock spurted semen deep into the Champion’s bowels. Leliana slammed deep into her arse, doubling and prolonging the pleasure. The redhead’s hands on her breasts, fingers on her nipples, sent her to realms of ecstasy she hadn’t thought possible.
Her eyes fluttered as her ejaculate dwindled. She fell back against Leliana as Hawke leaned forward, freeing her cock. She fell to the side, and had just enough concentration to dissipate the spell, returning her groin to that of a woman, before she fell into unconsciousness.
“Hurry, Leliana.” Hawke’s eyes pleaded with the spymaster, and she wasted no time in slamming her wearable into the champion’s still gaping ass. The ridging on the wearable set her clit afire, but it was the champion who felt the anal plunge the best. So near was she to orgasm that it only took a few thrusts to push her over the edge. Her moans were muffled by Josie’s delicious quim, but she nearly drowned the diplomat with the amount of cum she squirted onto her face. Josephine coughed and sputtered, her hair matted with liquid as Hawke trembled in orgasm above her. Her ecstasy peaked and her shaking slowly calmed. When Leliana pulled out, she rolled off of Josephine, curling slightly, and occasionally shivering.
Then it was just Leliana looking down at Josephine’s beautiful cum-covered face and her matted hair. They smiled at each other, but twin cries brought their attention to the dwarves. It seemed that Dagna had started cumming before Harding, but it hardly mattered. Both of them had plunged down on the wearables, wedging them as deep into their bowels as they could. Both were spurting prodigious amounts of cum onto the stomachs and breasts of their partners. Both were keening loudly as their orgasms swept through them, prolonged by their partners’ hands on their breasts, nipples rolled between fingers. Both trembled and shivered and shook, and then both toppled forwards onto the chests of their partners, to drained to even remove the massive cocks from their willingly-abused asses.
While Josephine enjoyed the show, Leliana went from over her head to between her legs. Lifting the diplomat’s legs up, she raised those luscious chocolate cheeks off the ground and slid her fake prick into the rosebud between then. Already stretched out by Harding’s wonderful work, the redhead easily bottomed out and both groaned at the contact. The wearable’s ridges were almost too much for Leliana, and she could only hope that she got Josie off before no one was left to pleasure her.
As if called by her thoughts, Adaar and Cassandra’s mouths descended on Josephine’s mahogany breasts, teasing and biting the nipples. Her own hands busy holding up Josephine’s legs, Leliana was surprised to feel her own breasts being played with. Sera had taken it upon herself to help the spymaster along, knowing what Vivienne’s wearable could do to a woman’s clit.
It didn’t take long for either woman. A few quick thrusts, and then Leliana buried the fake cock in Josie’s arse as far she could. Josie moaned loudly, Leliana groaned loudly, and both shook uncontrollably as their orgasm rampaged through them. Leliana coated the inside of the wearable with her own juices, while Josephine’s quim erupted in a spray of liquid, landing on everyone and everything around,. The pleasure spared no parts of their bodies, racing up spines and down limbs, exploding in clits and colons, subjecting Leliana and Josephine to bouts of rapturous ecstasy before gently fading away.
Leliana dropped Josie’s legs onto the cushions around her and fell back into Sera’s arms, who laid her down onto the soft floor. Cassandra inhaled deeply, smelling all the sex in the room, and looking around at everyone and everything. Naked bodies strewn about, cushions everywhere, and everything coated in the juices of ten women who’d all had the best orgasms an anal orgy could provide. “Goodness, we’re going to have a hell of a time cleaning this up.”
“Hmm … maybe we can get the maids to do it.” Adaar answered.
Sera interjected “Or you could forget about cleaning up and just screw their arses.”
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