Sol was getting that tingling feeling in her pussy again. She was pressed tightly against her Lord, seated behind him on the one horse they shared. They'd been riding for hours now and with every lurch of the steed her arousal grew exponentially. She was needing release and although she had felt the Lords shaft deep inside her, it only relieved the wanting for a short time. What she really needed right now was a woman's soft touch. The feel of a woman's tongue on her most sensitive of parts. And perhaps the Lords hardness in her mouth while she barrelled toward her gushing release.
After another 2 hours of riding the duo happened upon an inn in a forest clearing. The sounds of merriment and clinking ale mug drifted to them from inside. Sol was so wet at this point that she was thinking up an excuse to get away from her Lord and run her fingers through her sopping wet pussy and over her extremely hard and sensitive clit. Before she had a chance to speak her Lord bent down and whispered in her ear "you will stay close to me and do what I say, or else!" Sol felt a quiver of pleasure course straight from her ear to her pleasure starve pussy. The last time she had disobeyed her Lord she had been laid across his lap and spanked until she had cum all over his knee. The night has ended up with her Lord fucking her mouth, pussy and ass until she finally fell asleep totally satisfied everyone of her holes leaking her Lords hot cum. "I will do as you command my Lord" answered Sol with a small smile and a flush in her cheeks. "Good girl" her Lord smiled "and if you are a very good girl I will reward you." Sol almost came on the spot thinking about what her Master might do to her.
Sol was anxious as she followed her master into the inn. She was never quite comfortable around large groups as most of her life had been spent with her family or on her own since her 100th birthday when she set out to find her own home and start her hoard. She hadn't realized that she had stopped just inside the door until she heard her Lord summon her to the table he was sitting at. She slowly made her way to him careful not to make eye contact with anyone lest they try and engage her in conversation. "Come, sit my little one" her master said softly " there is nothing to fear while I am here to protect you". She sat so close to her Master that their legs touched. He Lord, sensing her unease, made no move and kept her close to him. He called for the barmaid to bring them 2 mugs of ale and set one in front of her. She lifted the mug to her nose taking in the yeasty smell of the ale and took a tentative sip. Her eyes opened wide at the pleasant taste and she tipped the mug up and drained its contents in one long drink.
Sol couldn't understand why she felt the way she did. She was happy and her head had a pleasant fuzzy feeling. Her Lord looked at her and smiled "you have to drink the ale slowly little one". "I'm feeling very strange right now" giggled Sol. "That would be the ale" her master replied laughing "why don't you get two more mugs? But this time drink it slowly." Sol pushed her way to the bar and and waited for the bartender to notice her. "What'll it be love?" Gruffed the bartender. "I'd like two more mugs of ale please" Sol said holding out her coins. A small hand closed over hers and a soft voice said "these ones are on me Grag." Sol turned to look at the stranger and found herself gazing into a pair of ice blue eyes. "Greetings" said the stranger "my name is Sash, and I've been watching you since you came in." Sol took in the rest of Sash's body. She was a couple of inches taller then Sol and her body was lean from a life of hard work and fighting. What caught Sol's eye the most was the perfect set of grapefruit size breasts that stuck straight out with no sign of sagging at all. "Th..th...thank you" stammered Sol as she took in the stunning creature before her. Sash pressed up behind her, pressing her tits against Sol's back and her pussy against her ass. "My pleasure" Sash breathed in her ear "but hopefully, it'll be our pleasure" she smiled slyly. Sol immediately felt her pussy tingle as Sash ran her hands down Sol's sides. Sol leaned her head back and moaned as Sash cupped her ass cheeks in each hand and squeezed. The haze of the ale made everyone else in the bar disappear and all Sol could feel was the intense sensations as Sash started lightly stroking her tail the same way she had stroked her Lords cock. With one hand stroking her tail Sash reached around with her other hand and squeezed her pussy firmly. She could feel Sol's wetness through the thin skirt she wore.
Sol's toes curled as she bit her lip, her legs pressing together at Sash's touch. She looked up to Sash then to her Master who was watching them intently and sipping his ale.
"M-my master is here" Sol says leaning into sash, holding onto her arms as the tingling in her pussy grows stronger with each passing stroke.
Sol sees her master smile and nod to her to continue. Sash's fingers start to move faster over her clit drawing moan after moan from Sol's parted lips. She can't help but grind her hips against her hand when she feels someone pinching her now hard nipples.
Sol squeaks in surprise as she looks up to see who is assaulting her nipples.
Sash kisses her neck, moving her hair to the side as Sol feels she's melting in the woman's arms, now feeling a new set of hands on her body, a man's hand.
Sol looks up, seeing a stranger touching her and smiles at Sash.
"I see you found a little friend, honey," the man says as he tilts Sol's chin up to look at him, a gruff looking man with a large beard looking down at her.
"H-hi" stammers Sol. She moans louder as Sash slides her hand through her skirt slit to her panties, pressing her fingers at Sol's wet entrance.
Sash sinks two fingers into Sol's dripping wet pussy moving them in and out until they are slick with her juices... she takes her wet fingers and slides them into Sol's mouth letting her taste her own juices. Sol's head is thrown back and she feels the bearded stranger grab her wrist and guide it to his rock hard cock. Sol strokes it slowly, marvelling at the amount of pre-cum leaking from the man's 8 inch cock.
*Sol chokes out a moan on Sash's fingers as her hand strokes the man's cock looking over to her master for approval*
