"Do I keep the shirt on?" asked Rody.
"Do what you want," answered Nera.
"Do you want me on the robe?"
"No, on the cold floor. Of course on the robe, that's why I put it there. For someone who's supposed to be all learned, you sound awfully thick," commented the Karaya scout.
"Um, sorry," said Rody meekly. "I just..."
"Just get down on it," she said, visibly annoyed. She needed a dick inside her, and it would be easier if he just shut up.
Rody got down on his robe, spread on the cold stone floor, with Nera's wrap as extra padding. Nera quickly took off her pants and threw them to the side. Rody watched her with wide open eyes, and stayed silent. He still had his shirt on, but nothing else, and his rod jutted up, pointing hard at the plant-covered roof of the stone chamber. As Nera moved closer to him, the foremost thought on her mind was how that erect dick would feel in her.
Then it was in.
"Ahh yesss," drawled Nera with a goofy, lewd smile.
Without missing a beat, she started riding Rody, holding a hand on his shirt over his chest. He was quite lean, and obviously didn't spend his days in physical training. His wide-eyed gawping expression wasn't exactly sexy. But his dick was rock hard and deep inside her, and she couldn't believe how good it felt.
Jeane was kneeling on the floor, still wearing the skimpy outfit that she considered acceptable clothing. She had closed her eyes, and had her focus and lips on Hugo's hardness, sucking him off in a calm and relaxed manner. Next to him, Riou and Jowy were beating their meat, the flames of lust burning in their eyes. All three of the young men were half-nude, their shirts on but their pants gone, their cocks aching hard. Looking down at the beautiful runemistress didn't help them in the slightest. The outfit exposed generous amounts of her cleavage, seeming to pronounce the curve of her full breasts as it barely contained them. There were no tanlines anywhere on the runemistress' light skin that they could see, so it looked like she had spent most of the sunny season indoors, tending to her shop or who knows what.
Then she opened her eyes and looked at Jowy. "Your turn," she said.
"Ungg, yes," he groaned, and placed his cockhead on Jeane's lips.
The curvaceous runemistress first lavished the head of Jowy's dick with her full lips, before working more of his meat into her mouth. Jeane then wrapped her tongue around his hard rod to pleasure the silver-haired runebearer, while the other two young men looked on, stroking themselves eagerly, spellbound. Eventually she moved to Riou, and Jowy let out an exasperated sigh. With Riou, she was picking up her pace, and bopped her head quickly up and down his length. Hugo turned to look at Nera riding Rody, but he quickly focused back on Jeane, and soon he was rewarded when she moved back to him. She looked up at him, her eyes full of sensual promise and mystery, and he breathed deeper as the beautiful magician started eagerly pleasuring his cock with her mouth. This time, she didn't leave Riou and Jowy on their own, but instead put her hands on their vigorous erections and started stroking them off. There was no hint that she found managing all three manhoods hard, only her breasts jiggled more even in the confines of the skimpy outfit as she pleasured all three of them simultaneously.
Nanami had her back pressed against one of the stone pillars, and Beecham had been caressing and kissing her naked body all over, even when he still had all his clothes on, except for the cloak he had dropped off earlier. His beard tickled her skin, even when he rose up to kiss her, long and deep. He pressed unto her, and continued the kiss, soft but firm, into which she happily forgot herself. When he moved down her body, kissing her chin, her shoulders, her breasts, his hands all the time holding her, she just closed her eyes and enjoyed it, feeling his kisses trail down her stomach, past her eager womanhood, onto her thighs, and then, suddenly--
"Oh!" gasped Nanami.
He tasted her flowing wetness, breathed her musky scent, and let his tongue probe her nether lips, under a brown bush, and she pressed harder against the pillar. She opened her eyes and looked down, but somehow seeing Beecham between her thighs, licking her intently, only made her cheeks more flushed. She wished she'd trimmed her pubes more recently, but Beecham didn't look like he minded much. Nanami had to take his hand, and trail it across her body, to place it on her breast, and he got the hint, starting to caress her naked body up and down as he licked her muff. When his hands were on her back, her butt, her thighs, she grabbed her breasts, and fondled them, idly teasing her hard nipples, until he rose up, and placed his hands on her hands on her breasts, holding them tight. In his pants she saw a hard lump, and it looked big.
He kissed her, and she could taste her own flavor on him. Then he gruffly said, "Turn around."
Nanami turned around, leaned on the pillar, now slightly warmer to her naked skin, and she spread her legs, feeling like she was dripping half a waterskin onto the floor. She was expecting to feel that hard dark meat inside her, but instead her lower lips met Beecham's tongue again. She let out a pleased gasp, and when she looked back at him, she also caught sight of Jeane, the sorceress, with Riou, Jowy and the Karaya chief, and closer to her and Beecham, that beautiful Karaya woman riding the skinny magician.
"Oh yesss, oh yes!" repeated Nera excitedly, as she gyrated her hips over Rody, his rod deep inside her. The mage just had his eyes and mouth wide open, staring at the Karaya beauty as she rode him. She was leaning slightly forward, which made her already ample breasts look even heavier and fuller, and they jiggled alluringly with her movements. She looked at him as if she knew what he was thinking and urging him to do it, and he couldn't imagine anything better in the world than to reach out and take her tits into his hands. They felt fully as fantastic as he could have imagined, and even more. Their round form, the smooth dark skin, their heft in his hands, the nipples which begged to be touched, Rody caressed and groped and fondled them, and Nera laughed softly. Then he looked her in the eyes.