From 'The Submissive Goblin' by Isadora Sartre

Climbing over Yesugeintii, he bent her head backward and inserted his cock into her open mouth. The goblin initially gagged, coughing up spittle, but Warren allowed her no reprieve. With one hand on her throat, the other on one of her breasts, he rammed his member into her mouth without relenting. The goblin adjusted quickly, letting the elf cock slide through her open mouth, over her caressing tongue, and down her pipe. Warren lost control of himself momentarily and thrust with all the might and speed he could muster. The goblin latched onto his legs to anchor him in place, taking every inch of the elven cock despite hacking up saliva through choked exhales.

Warren emptied his first load into her throat, leading to a spurt of saliva and semen flowing from her lips. He eased the grip on her neck and breasts as her tongue played about with his tingling head. The elf ran his fingers over her underwear and reached within, feeling a virtual lake of her flowing juices. Plunging his middle and ring finger into the river, he hammered away with the duo. The squelch of her quim was wet and loud, quickly frothing into a gooey thickness as she became all the more aroused. The elf ran his head along the sides of her mouth. Having just ejaculated, his member was still inflamed, veins and all.

“I wait no longer,” Warren said quietly, mostly to himself.

Even so, Yesugeintii heard him, taking hold of his rod as her legs squeezed together. The fingering had left her panties soaked to the last fiber. “Do it. Sully my flesh, my lord.”

Warren wrestled to get between her legs. He threw up her skirt and dragged his tongue through her small ginger pubic hairs. His tongue found a wet slit, and he licked delicately. A shudder of pleasure ran through her, curling her toes.

When he entered her, she kept a tight grip on his cock. At first, she only allowed his head in, popping it back and forth as her juices accumulated. Even though he wasn’t even a quarter of the way inside her, he was among the clouds. The tiny goblin woman grunted with the effort, cheeks running hot as she struggled to take more of his large throbbing member.

With another push, she allowed another few inches to enter, now halfway. He slid inside her tight quim, eliciting a deep sigh from the petite goblin. His next thrust went even deeper, bringing his scrotum against her body. All she could think to do now was lock her legs around his body and lace her fingers around his neck. 

Warren rode her like a stallion, shaking towels from the table. His magic took hold of him as his aura ignited around his body. He floated above the table and rammed his cock into the goblin as she held on for dear life. Something warm and wet, smelling of fish and a hint of urine, sprayed out of the goblin’s muff. Warren licked the droplets off his face and descended back to the table. Lifting her legs in the air and holding her upside down, Warren drove his cock deep into her diminutive green cunt like a stake being driven into the ground by a hammer. By now, the goblin woman’s eyes had rolled back as her tongue hung out of her mouth. Taking her feet by the ankles, Warren licked and licked until suddenly, a pang of sheer jubilance ran through his body.

The elf showered the small goblin with his cum, landing ropes of semen on her fiery hair, breasts, and crotch. Warren groaned loudly, finally bringing his knees to the cushioned table. His breaths had grown heavy. The goblin Yesugeintii brushed her toes along his body as she played with the semen on her breasts, caressing her nipples as Warren kissed her forehead. He couldn’t speak at the moment. Between pants of her own, the goblin spoke.

“Thank you, my lord. May your journey be a blessed one.”

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