This story contains the following: Futa/Futa/Futa, Nightborne Twins/Blood Elf, Twincest, Cum bloating, Huge Tits, Huge Cock, Cock Growth, Magic, Anal sex, Double anal, Excessive cum, Cumming into a pool, Some tentacles, Prostate Stimulation, Sexual Exhaustion, Sex Magic, Cum Into Mana
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Sounds of passion resonated from behind the walls of Sunburst Parlour.
"Thank you, come again," Alarina said, taking a sip of wine. She smirked at her own double entendre, watching the troll woman walk out the front door, her gait uneven from the pounding she'd received moments prior. The poor girl had been fucked into a near-coma and had required a bit of rest before departing the establishment and was now obviously embarrassed at how hard she'd cum from that experience.
It wasn't the first time this woman had visited Alarina and it wouldn't be the last, she knew.
The warm breeze of Eversong blew in through the parlour's windows, rustling the sheer curtains and carrying in the sounds of the forest. It washed over the blood elf's skin and she could feel her cock, fat and sated, twitch slightly, draped as it was over her thigh. It was still wet with the troll's essence.
Her golden eyes wandered over to the other guests. Of course, her reputation was such that many more visited than she could properly care for. So these guests would often spend time with one another instead. Most of them were sin'dorei like her, sexual deviants of the highest order, though a few members of the other Horde races seemed to enjoy partaking in the pleasures of the parlour and even a few members of the Alliance could be seen walking around. Some were standing around the edges of the room, chatting and drinking, resting for a moment before they resumed whatever filthy, degenerate activities they had planned.
Few were those who visited during the lazy hours of the afternoon. Those who did typically enjoyed the privacy offered or the fact that Alarina was usually available. The chances of being seen by someone they knew were slim and they could take all the time they needed. Some guests, however, enjoyed having others watch them, such as the orc who currently had two beautiful women servicing her rather impressive dick, taking turns suckling upon the tumescent green beast.
Alarina found herself watching, taking another sip of wine. Perhaps she'd sample this orc's offering as well. Or infuse some of her load into her wine.
Oh, the delicacies her vintners could concoct with such potent loads. She lifted her glass to her nose briefly.
Mm, Draenei. Vanilla and cinnamon.
She took a sip. That was when the sounds of an argument drifted in on the breeze.
"...would never do such a thing! I would never lower myself to such... Ugh!"
"Come now, Valdra. Clearly you're quite pent up, given that tent you're pitching and the stains on your skirt. You've been staring at every woman we've passed from Suramar to Silvermoon. As your twin sister, I simply cannot let you suffer such torment."
Alarina spotted the two women walking up the path to her establishment, peering as stealthily as she could out the window and somehow managing to walk the fine line between stealthy nonchalance and burning curiosity. Twin nightborne elves, by the looks of them. Their features were identical, with the same beautiful dusky blue skin and raven hair, though styled differently and with different clothing. The one on the right had shorter, jaw-length hair while the one on the left seemed to wear her longer hair in a simple ponytail with a single, thin braid framing the side of her face.
The one on the left wore a loose-fitting shirt that was tucked into a pair of long trousers and sandals, while her sister wore a much more risquΓ© outfit with a halter top and a very short skirt that barely covered the bottom of her ass.
"I'm not pent up, Lissa," the one on the right said, bouncing cock lifting up her skirt somewhat as she walked. "It's just that I-"
"-fucked your way through every single one of Suramar's brothels, yes. I know," her sister teased, grinning.
This earned her an annoyed huff and a soft punch to the shoulder by the other nightborne.
Alarina grinned to herself as she watched the two. Her eyes lingered upon their curves, feeling her own fat she-cock stir at the abundant curves on display. Wide hips, thin waists and busts that surpassed even her own considerable handfuls.
She made sure her cock was tucked away neatly, though the beast's thickness made its outline visible to anyone who looked for it.
The door to the parlour swung open and the sisters paused at the entrance, taking in the scenery. The skirt-wearing elf, Valdra, blushed when she saw the orc getting sucked off in the middle of the room. Her sister grinned.
"Looks like we've come to the right place," she said, looking at all the other beautiful women and she-studs on display all about her, each one seemingly wearing less clothing than the last as they lounged about.
Alarina smiled, finishing off her wine and setting her glass down. She didn't bother to stand, though she did sit a little straighter. The blonde hostess instead let her gaze meet the twins' before speaking. The truth of it was that she wanted to observe any newcomers before saying a single word. One's actions when faced with uncertainty spoke volumes about them as people and how they would fare in an environment such as what she had cultivated behind the walls of her parlour.
She didn't have to watch them for long, as it was quite obvious that Valdra was the shiest of the two, while Lissa was far more outgoing. A fun contrast.
"Welcome," Alarina said, "to the Sunburst Parlour."
Lissa glanced around for a moment before spotting the blood elf sitting by the window, her skin positively glowing with an almost golden warmth.
An illusion, perhaps?
She briefly wondered.
Walking further into the room, her eyes wandered down to Alarina's breasts. It was hard not to, given the underbust corset she wore and the visible tightness of the vest covering her opulent chest. The woman had an impressive physique, to say the least. The nightborne sister's cheeks darkened slightly as she approached.
Valdra soon followed behind her, eyeing all of the other beautiful sin'dorei on display, most lounging and chatting idly with one another.
"Now, let's make one thing clear - this isn't a brothel. If you were hoping on selecting one of my fine guests for your own pleasure, I will not begrudge your disappointment," the blood elf stated matter-of-factly as she poured herself another glass of wine.