Blacktung approached the innkeeper in Brill and threw him a few silver before climbing the stairs to the room he had purchased for the night. Wyxt should be done repairing and such soon, he thought as he entered the room and removed his plate armor. He lay on the bed in his small clothes, already aroused at what the night may hold. I hope she doesn't mind a visitor. . . he thought.
Wyxt doesn't take long to get her mail repaired... well, actually, it would take a little while, but all too happy to be rid of heavy shoulder pads for a while, Wyxt leaves them, and a few other things, with the blacksmith for the night, with a kiss and a wink promising she'll be back tomorrow. Hips weaving back and forth, clad in that metal thong (the actual leggings were left for repairing too) she makes her way into the Brill inn. The eyes that turn her way, though she seems to pay them no heed, are a bit of a turn on, making her antsy and somewhat in a hurry as she heads up the stairs, to step into their room. Mind a visitor? hah! Wyxt probably wouldn't mind if B.T. up and invited the whole inn for a train. Why would she? The more, the merrier, as long as they weren't crazy people or jerks, as far as the troll lady was concerned.
Blacktung smiles as his beloved enters the room and gets off the bed "I'm glad to see you made it without getting too molested. I'm surprised you made it to the room without a hundred new fans with what you're wearing." BT moves next to his girl and places a hand on her ass as he leads her to the bed. he massages her finely toned ass, running a single finger near the to pof her crack, teasing her.
Wyxt blushes, turning a faint purple as he teashes her, being led along. "Well, I didn't walk too slow, didn't want t' get groped and end up wit' y' waitin' up 'ere cause I couldn't be gettin' away, y' know?" Her chest jiggles in that golden corset as she giggles, firm curvy ass rubbing back against that caressing hand as she moves along to the bed. One hand idly begins to rub at her cleavage as she purrs lightly.
Blacktung moves his hands up to remove the straps to her corset, exposing her huge tits, big nipples erect from their sudden release. Enjoying the sight of her naked top, he loosens her panties as well and takes off his own shirt, standing now only in his boxers. "I'd like to try something new if you don't mind - would you lay on the bed on your back with your head off the side?" He grins.
Wyxt blinks a few times, looking a bit surprised as one hand idly rubs at her own ample breasts, glancing down to th' bed. "Of course love!." She blushes a bit, turning a faint purple, curious and aroused, of course, as she's exposed. ...Vaguely, it occurs to her that neither of them closed the door, but, deciding she doesn't really care, Wyxt slips onto the bed, tits swaying beneath her a moment before she rolls over onto her back. Legs spread somewhat, she lies down on the bed, her head hanging over the side, hair almost touching the floor. One hand, idly, plays with her already wet sex, hairs of her sex trimmed in a neat and tidy small purple V... as though to point one in the right direction.
Blacktung moves to the side of the bed and drops his boxers, releasing his stiffening shaft right in front of Wyxt's face. The hot breath of the troll causes his cock to swell further until it waits directly in front of her mouth bobbing slightly to his pulse. He then slowly pushes forward until he meets her wet waiting mouth, the upside down position drawing new sensations. Blacktung then places his hands firmly on her huge breasts, squeezing and kneading them. The hard nipples dig into his palm. He could swear he could feel them squeeze back slightly, filling his hand further. He continues his thrusting deeper into her mouth, reaching her throat.
Wyxt is, of course, a little surprised, but quick to get into the act, as Blacktung pushes into her mouth, lips parting and head shaking, just a bit, to guide that swollen, hot shaft into her mouth. Unlike normal, her tongue strokes the top of his shaft as he glides that thick shaft into her warm, willing mouth. Blacktung would find, to his pleasure, that he could thrust just a little bit deeper into her throat than normal upside down. Wyxt closes her eyes, moaning around his shaft, as he plays with those heavy breasts, and to his pleasure, he would find them becoming just that little bit bigger as he plays with them, nipples swelling up just a bit as she shivers under his careful touches and his thrusting. Mouth and throat full of cock, she swallows around that cockhead (and then some), corners of her lips curled up in a smile as, with one hand, she idly rubs fingers at the lips of her own pussy.
Since she never dismissed him, it would be noted that Rage is actually already in the room. Being the obedient sort he is, he's sitting in the corner, but the wolf is panting, and it's pretty obvious that he knows full well what's going on.
Blacktung loves the feeling of Wyxt's throat around his cock. His thrusts become faster as he slides all the way in, balls hitting her face. His cock shivers as she moans, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure up his spine. His hands try to grope her breasts more - however their swelling continues and he feels wet spots under his palms. Grinning he removes one hand quickly and removes his helm, letting his long tongue loll out. Wyxt's pussy looks like it needed attention.
Wyxt groans around that pumping shaft as Blacktung begins to pick up the pace, fucking her throat just the way she likes it... looking down, he could actually see where she was swallowing around the head of his shaft. Breasts swollen, becoming heavy and milky, nipples start to leak just a little bit of milk, the white stuff smearing against his hand as he plays with her tits. Stimulated as she is, pussy hungry for stuffing, Wyxt still refuses to slip her fingers between those lips, grinding her thumb against her clit, but trying to hold out.
Blacktung continues to pound her face, but releases her tits and leans over, face drawing near her waiting pussy. Her fat swollen breasts press into his belly and leak onto him as he moves his tongue, lapping at her clit for a second before working his tongue into her. All eight inches of his flexible tongue stuff their way into her slit and be begins licking her from the inside, moving in ways that hit spots she never knew she had. Blacktung hands move up to grab her ass and spread them farther apart to let his tongue dig even deeper. The taste and smell of arouse him more, causing him to buck into her face and his cock to pulse and throb deep in her throat.
Wyxt gags, for just a moment, around that pounding cock, as she's caught quite by surprised, swollen tits squished and wet against his belly as hand suddenly leaves her pussy at the touch, then the invasion, of Blacktung's long probing tongue. Gag reflex is ignored though, as hips back, and then, her back arches, taking that cock fully into her throat and spreading her legs wide for that probing tongue, her pussy dripping wet with lust. Hands come up to his own hips now, but do nothing to slow his pounding as her rough tongue caresses and strokes that pulsing, throbbing shaft. Lips purse tight around his cock, milking and stroking it now, as she suddenly becomes very, very thirsty for Blacktung's hot cum, squirming beneath him. Milk begins to dribble onto the bed around the sides of her heavy tits.
Blacktung hips buck one last time before he cums for the first time tonight deep into her throat, plump head stuffing her and draining cum into her stomach. The force of his orgasm causes his tongue to spasm wildly in her, pulsing in her pussy. Suddenly, there's a sharp knock on the open door. Slowly withdrawing his long juice covering tongue from Wyxt he turns to see who it is Blacktung see the grinning troll Yonti standing in the doorway. "I be stopping by like you asked, but it looks like I missed the start of the party. Maybe I can get in to round two ya?" The troll smiles as he walks in the room and shuts the door. Blacktung withdraws his cock from Wyxt's throat with a loud plop and backs away a bit to give Wyxt some air.
Wyxt groans, just a bit displeased (though of course, equally anxious and looking forward to whatever's coming!) as suddenly her pussy is devoid of tongue, her body hot and a rush of pleasure still running through her as she swallows down that hot cum. Hands come to rest on her heaving, milkt tits as she glances over to the door, but she does nothing to close her legs or get up, curious. Besides, they'd left the door wide open anyway. She peers at Yonti, and what little displeasure she might have felt at being empty disappears in a rush. "Yonti, good t' see ya!" She waves one milk-covered hand at him. The wedding ring clearly catches the light.. this is definitely a playful couple.