Ellanor-POV
I couldn't believe what had transpired. I'd started on my first quest, to fulfil my first contract for the adventure's guild and now, I was in the after glow of a hard fucking from a wolvir, a stranger to boot.
His thick cum leaked from my recently used pussy, fuck, there was a lot. I turned into such a slut for him, practically submitting to his huge red, fat cock. But it felt divine, pounding inside me, reaching deep and kissing my womb. At first I honestly didn't think his length could fit comfortably in me. But after the tearing of my hymen, and persevering through the first few minutes of pain, it began to feel so good!
And of course I took his huge dick down my throat, another experience I hadn't thought I could manage. But again, I was determined to show that I was up to the task, even though it took some time for me to control my breathing and gag reflex. This also felt so good! Having my throat wrap around his huge cock, it was equal parts frightening and exhilarating.
Fen and I were still stark naked, both lying opposite each other, catching our breath. His cum continued to leak out from my vagina, and ran down the crack of my ass, and pooled around below onto the towel. It felt so hot!
I studied his body like I did when we were bathing ourselves earlier. He was so fucking sexy! His body was covered in short black fur that couldn't hide his well defined and impressive muscles. His face had a short snout that housed white fang-like like teeth, and a rough wet tongue, which I got to know all too well. A furry muzzle that could resemble a beard, he had brilliant and piercing ice blue eyes that gawked at my curvy, naked body. Ears that resembled a wolf, that pricked up, like he was listening to my laboured breaths. Peeking down I saw his large pecs, broad and powerful looking. Lower, where his abdominals that could be seen through his fur, it showed a defined and stunning eight pack. Even lower, towards his crotch, was his huge fat wolvir cock, it had softened but still looked big. I could see it glisten in the sun, coated from my juices, had now started to slowly retract back into Fen's sheath.
Fen had a burly frame, with hulking shoulders and large arms. I bet he could easily carry me with no issue. Big hands that were similar to human hands, fingers and thumbs, but with retractable and sharp claws. The feeling in my hips was evident at how sharp they were, when he pierced my flesh. But it felt so good in the moment. And those big hands that spanked my fat ass red raw with just a few smacks. It caught me off guard at first, but I liked it a lot, I never thought I would.
His hips were narrower than mine, but had power behind them from the rough thrusting I got from them. He must have formidable glutes. His thighs, not as large as his arms, but still looked stately. His calves were long but bulged with size and muscle. Perhaps he was a fast runner? Now to his feet, they looked like human feet but his toes were longer, and on the ends I saw claws instead of nails, similar to his clawed hands. Finally I could see the small tuft of his tail, nestled between his legs, it poked out from under his buttocks. The only small thing I could see of him.
"Maybe we should head back to town." He suggested.
"Yeah, maybe. But it's so nice here. We'll have to come here again."
What was I proposing, to come here and fuck again. What if I came on too strong, I said a lot of things during sex. But I was caught up in the moment. And then there was that about buying a womb potion so he could cum in me. Was that too much? He seemed to like it at the time, but what if he was caught up in the moment too. I definitely want to keep seeing him, and also keep fucking him. But he's been with other human women before. What if he wanted this to be a one time thing, I hope not, he's so handsome and sexy.
"Definitely," he agreed. He shot me a sultry smile. I felt hot in my face, my heart fluttered.
I quickly washed my vagina in the pool, trying clear as much of Fen's cum as possible, there was still slot inside. I dried my shapely legs from a fresh towel conjured by Fen from his satchel. I spotted Fen staring at me as I rubbed up and down my thick thighs.
I found bra and discarded panties and trapped my mammaries back in the clothed dungeon. I pulled my panties up my legs and over my fat ass, I glimpsed back at Fen who was still checking me out, his eyes glued onto my shapelt rear end. Naughty boy.
We finished dressing and strapped our weapons to our persons, our satchels over our shoulders. We were ready to head back into town north of here. We walked away from the waterfall, memories made here that would stay with me forever. I lost my virginity here, and I couldn't imagine losing it to anyone else but Fenrin, a wolvir.
I walked side by side with this handsome specimen, I didn't know at that moment he would be a big part of my life moving forward.
The time it would take us to walk back to town was a beeter pint than any to get to know each other, the conversation between us flowed naturally, andI learned so much about Fen, and he about me.
He told me about his father named Farex, who was the commander of the elite warriors of the Wolvir kingdom. The driving force of their army, only the best wolvir warriors could join the ranks of the elite. Farex was legendary in the wolvir kingdom and helped win many wars for their kind, gaining well deserved status and recognition among his peers. Fen gained his martial skills from his father, which not many wolvir had the honour of receiving.
Although Fen lauded his father's prowess highly, he complained of his decision to send Fen away from the kingdom to become an adventurer. With what he told me, his father saw Fen as too brash, egotistical and naive to the intensity and consequences of war. The Wolvir kingdom waged war with many foes and had many enemies. Such as tribal orcs, giants, dwarves, ogres, kobalds, dark elves and even some human kingdoms. The wolvir were bred for fighting, a race based in war culture that many races found them intimidating, and other races that saw them as a threat.
Maybe Fen's father wanted to protect him, as he was his only child, and this was the reason he sent him away. So that he could become more collected during a skirmish, and not to fall victim to his ego that could gravely injure or even cause his death. This is what I thought.
I told him of my family. My father whose profession was a blacksmith that earned us enough money to live comfortably. He supplied weapons and other ironwork to nearby towns and cities, his craftsmanship was commended by many a people, which landed him plenty of work. He even had a lord that required his work specifically.
He was in his late forties but strong as an ox and showed no signs of slowing down. I told Fen of my mother and younger sister, which all three of us shared a likeness in our appearance and hair colour. Fen asked of my age, guessing I had to be at least eighteen to join the adventurer's guild, which I told him I had turned eighteen a few months ago.
My mother was in her late thirties and my sister just two years younger than myself. I told my father of my goal to become an adventurer during my early teens. He taught me swordsmanship seeing how serious I was, in order to properly defend myself. He also gifted me coin to fund my travels and board at the tavern in Haywood. He had saved up money for both his daughters to help with their endeavours, and I was grateful for this.
I described the village I came from, being west of the continent and situated nearby the city of Gadriel, that was home to the lord that requested my father's services. My village was called Aldor. It had a blacksmiths, a quaint tavern, physician, general store and a tailors, all vital things for a small village. And it was populated with about one hundred common people. Not many other races lived there, just mainly humans. Except one wolvir.
I told Fen that this was where my attraction for his kind started. The Wolvir was a farmhand in our village that helped with many laborious tasks, and I noticed him working near a barn, half naked, and I could see his muscular physique, and his face appealed to me more than a man's had.
I peeked on him bathing one day and saw his huge erect member. The rigid look, the flat pointed tip, the intimidating red colour it had, and the swollen knot at the base. I stared at his furry balls, that housed his wolvir sperm. My vagina moistened at the glorious sight of it. I tested to see if I found human cock as arousing as the wolvir's. I managed to convince a villager the same age as me to show me his penis behind an inconspicuous house at the edge of our village. Even though he enthusiastically showed me his hard state, something about it didn't cause my pussy to become wet. I wasn't aroused by the pale pink colour of it, neither for the rounded end of it, that also hid, (which I now know as foreskin) his dickhead. And he had no swollen knot at the base of his penis, or a sheath that kept it from view, and his balls weren't furry.
He pulled back his foreskin to show me his dark purple head, and it actually disgusted me. I tried with another villager, a more handsome one, but again, his dick, that was also bigger than the previous villager, disgusted me. It didn't have the vibrant bright redness of a wolvir cock, it didn't have the same menacing awe and iron like hardness, no bulging knot at the base.
From here, I knew, I was only attracted to wolvir. That night from my realisation, I masturbated to the image in my head of the big red wolvir cock. And I came hard.
Fen had listened intently to my tale of me discovering my sexual interest in only wolvir. His eyebrows and ears pricked up, his wicked smile never left him as I went into detail of my allure for his kind.
He also told me of his attraction to human and humanoid women, he had sex with elves before too. In the past, he tried to engage in sexual activity with another wolvir female but found them lacking what he craved and what excited him. He preferred the soft skin and curves of a woman, he seemed to be attracted most to woman who possessed ample and full figured curves. Big tits and asses sexually excited him, and even though he didn't like the fur of a wolvir female, he became hard at the sight of a hairy bush on a woman.
A human merchant, along with his daughter had come to the kingdom to trade. She was a dark haired and pretty woman, with curves in all the right places. He managed to seduce and entice her to his bed chambers. The moment he entered her and began fucking her, he knew. There was no turning back. Only human women sexually excited him, and only curvious women were the ones he would want to fuck.
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Fen spoke of wolvir females being similar in physique as their male counterparts, just not as hulking. Fen told me that they had six nipples across their chest and bellies that would fill with milk when they became pregnant, but they didn't engorge enough to Fen's standards. And because wolvir females were bred for war like males, their bodies were hard and muscular too. Which seemed to explain Fen's disinterest in sex with wolvir females, and gravitate to fucking women with curvy bodies. In Fen's opinion, he classed me as a perfect woman. This made me blush heavily.
He then told me of his home, he regarded it like a giant village as wolvir didn't have the same architecture for towns or cities. It was called Luna Peak.
It was far north of the continent, were farming was limited due to harsh cold weathers, as it snowed most of the seasons. The lands weather hardened wolvir, adapting to the snow, ice and sleet. Perfect training grounds, and a great defence for races that weren't accustomed to the freezing temperatures that wolvir experienced.
Luna Peak was known as the metropolis of the wolvir kingdom. It was constructed halfway up the largest mountain in the region. A large mountain base was there, were wolvir were able to build the capital of their kingdom. As the story goes, a large boulde of some kind came flew down from the sky and hit the mountainside, this happened before the construction of Luna Peak, creating a crater of a new mountain base.
The story also says the boulder flew down from the moon. Wolvir culture was steeped in grand stories such as this. They had seers and traditions involving fire that sounded grand and fantastical. I could listen to Fen tell me of his culture for hours.
But, now we approached the town of Haywood. As we passed through the gates, residents of the town began to turn heads to our direction, some openly staring. My guess, was that I was travelling with a wolvir that were not a common sight in this region.
Some people looked repulsed at our strolling through the town side by side. Some whispered to their neighbours with judging glares. Did they suspect that we've copulated with each other? Strangely, I didn't care at their suspicions. I stood taller and walked more confidently, with knowing looks upon me.
