I grab the cat woman's grey tail. Kneeling on her bed, balls deep in her noble cunt. Divya's pleasured purrs turn to yowls of pain and lust as I squeeze and yank her tail.
"Yes! Harder!" She orders throwing her head back. Her black hair tosses around wildly.
I slap her velvet ass hard with my free hand. Thrusting deep in her warm, wet hole.
Across the room my wife kneels before the Count. Her blonde head in his lap, bobbing up and down. A look of bliss on Ritvik's feline face.
The Countess's pussy throbs around my dick as she comes to a screaming orgasm. I try to hold back but the sensation is too much. I groan as I fill her with my hot jizz.
We collapse into each other's arms. Watching her husband lift my wife and place her beautiful body on his lap. Rebecca moans loudly as he impales her with his thick cat penis.
"Do you really have to go so soon?" Divya pouts. She runs the tips of her fingers up and down my sweaty chest.
I smile at the lusty Biladi woman. "I'm afraid so. Our supplies are packed and ready. My people reasonably healed and prepared for travel. Besides we are leaving a small contingent to guard you." I tell her reasonably.
I glance back at my wife. Her beautiful, huge tits bouncing up and down as she rides the nobleman.
The Countess strikes my limp cock. "But they aren't you." She insists.
"I will be back in time." I pet her cheek. "We still have tonight."
I lean in and give her a long kiss. Comforted by the sounds of my wife's pleasured moans from across the bedroom.
"Ready to go?" I ask in the morning.
"Lookin good boss." Gort assures me. Our large band ready to head out.
There are twenty goblin men. Nine goblin women. The three big Chokwa lizard men, and their taller sister. Two Nathair men, four armed reptiles. The two bunny girls. Priyala, a Biladi spellcaster. Gertrude and her twin daughters. My lovely wife.
And, of course Karagoth of the Broken Wing Clan. My beautiful Orc partner. She gives me a toothy grin, her little tusks glinting in the early light.
With a last wave to the Countess and her husband I lead my troupe into the streets. We definitely get a lot of stares from the mostly Biladi townsfolk. Though we get a few friendly waves as well.
Soon we are out of the town and headed west along a smallish trail.
If the Count's maps were correct there were human kingdoms in that direction. Past some mountain ranges.
We traveled for two days before the trail entered a thick forest. It seemed to be called Brass Leaf Woods. At least that's what Aki had written in her notebook. Her letters seemed to be getting better by the day.
There were regular spots along the trail cut out so travelers had room to camp. A few even had tiny cabins for a weary traveler to get out of harsh weather.
We were positioned around one of these our first evening in the woods when there was a bright flash near one of the fires and a sound like WHOOSH!
Everyone came running over to find Hanatal and a handful of goblins. Strange sparkles seemed to fill the air around them.
"Aw, dang! Sorry boss!" Hanatal gave me a rueful grin. She is the goblin princess who had lost her eye in the rat man raid. Now she wore a black eyepatch that someone had sewn a copper coin to. Her other eye is a dull grey, like a building storm.
She is stockier than her curvy cousins. With light green skin. She had smaller C-cup tits. They were perky with a scattering of dark green freckles across them. Her hair was short, a dark green.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"Sparkle dust." As if that answered everything. Seeing the lack of comprehension on my face she goes on, "Hedge Wizards make it for bards and other entertainers. It...it sparkles." She looks around for a moment, embarrassed. "It makes a lot of smoke when set to fire. I thought maybe like your gum powder."
"Gun powder." I correct her. She repeats the word a few times. As do others in the crowd. "Did it work?"
"I...I think so?"
"Well, maybe do experiments further away from camp. Especially ones involving fire and explosions." I smile at her.
Hanatal grins back and gives me a nod. "You're teaching them about guns?" My wife asks. Snuggling up next to me as the goblins rush off with a flaming stick.
"Well, I tell them stories from our world." I answer, taking her hand in mine.
"Dangerous stories it sounds like." She gives me a grin. Then a peck on the cheek.
Later in the evening I smiled as my beautiful wife dropped to her hands and knees. She was already topless, her big tits hanging down.
This would be her first time with the boys, and she was excited. The goblin men still looked nervous as they approached her. Glancing at me to make sure everything was ok. I had spent some time explaining to them that I was perfectly fine with them treating my wife like a whore.
I give Gort a little nod. He grabs her tight linen shorts and yanks them down. His little green hand slaps her round pale ass. Then he spreads her pussylips apart and shoved his bumpy green dick deep inside my loving Rebecca.
She throws her head back gasping. Golden curls flying. My dick gets hard as the little goblin rides my wife.
"I think the sparkle dust might work boss." A voice says.
"Huh?" I offer, distracted by a goblin grabbing my wife's face.
Hanatal sits next to me. "Like the gun powder."
Becca lowers her head to the goblin's crotch. Taking his big dick in her mouth.
The other women have started moaning now too. As their partners happily fuck them.
"Well that's great." I turn to the goblin princess. Loathe to take my eyes away from my beautiful wife as she is fucked by monsters. Two of the boys are slapping and groping at her giant tits.
"We just need a blacksmith's shoppe, or something." The green haired girl says. She was wearing a sheer crop-top I can clearly see her perky, freckled, tits and dark nipples. She also had on red lace panties with matching stockings.
She grins at me when she sees I've finally noticed she came to play.
I pull the green girl onto my lap. Her hand reaching down and rubbing the tip of my dick through my shorts.
"You like watching your wife being fucked?" She whispers.
"Very much." She squeals in excitement when I nibble her pointy ear.
"Mmm, I knew you didn't mind sharing your lovers, but I thought your wife would be different." My hand slides under her top and brushes across the freckles on her breasts.
"I love to watch my wife having sex. There is an excitement in sharing something that is supposed to be sacred. In defiling it, only to find that it has no effect on the way you love one another." Her hand is in my shorts. Stroking my iron erection.
Rebecca pulls her head away from the goblin in front of her. Moaning loudly through her first orgasm of the night.
Hanatal pulls off her panties and straddled my lap. Riding my dick with a gasp. I kiss the beautiful green girl, as goblins fuck my wife in the background.
———-
Mitzi is a fairy. Barely a young adult. No small feat growing up in these woods. The last few years had been hard on her clan. A flock of Black Eagles had moved in, and their favorite food seemed to be the small people.
There were fewer and fewer of her kind every season.
She had been picking berries at the edge of a clearing when she saw the group of goblins. As she looked up her silver skin sparkling softly in the sun.
At just a foot tall the little blue fruits were big in her hands. They would be good eating for her clan. She dropped them though. Fascinated by the strange troupe. They seemed to be led by a human. A man.
She had followed the marching group all day. Fascinated by the strange mix of tall races.
That night she sat on a tree branch. Her mercurial skin blending in with her surroundings. Her green top and skirt (leaves sewn together with grass) simply adding to the effect.
She is fascinated as the group splits into small groups and partners. Then they blatantly start rutting. Right there in public.
Even the human leader, with a little green girl in his lap. Bouncing her up and down. She definitely seems to be enjoying herself.
Mitzi was old enough for sex, but she had yet to find a suitable partner. Other than seeing animals breeding she had almost no experience.
The closest she had come was when a pair of cruel gnomes had caught her napping a few months back.
She had awoke to find their grey wrinkly hands caressing her young body. As they held her down, the grinning men slid their hands under her top. Grabbing at her budding breasts.
She wanted to scramble away, but their touch made her feel so funny. Sort of good. But naughty.
When a hand slid up her skirt between her thighs the young Fairy moaned. The wrinkly old men grinning at her.
She whined when stubby fingers rubbed at her soft, virgin peach. Sending strange urgent tingles through her silver body.
Her world flashed white with sensation when her sensitive clit got brushed. That's when she panicked. Kicking the ugly little men away and flying off. Disoriented and confused.
She had touched her most private spot nearly every night since then. Just brushing and petting. Causing her own tingles, but always stopping when she started to feel that strange white hot pleasure.
Now she found her hand sliding up her skirt again as she watched the people fuck. Her gaze mostly drawn to the human man and his little green companion.
'If he likes a little green girl...maybe he would like a little silver one?' She thought to herself. The thought sending strange thrills through her body.
Her fingers brush her soft netherlips slowly. Giving her a pleasant buzz as she watches.
Eventually the party breaks up. The people retire to their tents. Mitzi flys off confused and unsatisfied.
She finds herself landing near where she had taken that ill fated nap.
She doesn't wait long, though she hadn't realized what she was looking for.
"Back for more, pretty?" An oily voice asks from a hole under a nearby rotted tree stump. The two gnomes must live under the dead tree.
Mitzi lowers her head and submissively walks to the hole. Ashamed at what she was doing, but powerless to stop herself.
