Lesbian Threesome With Two Goblin Girls (FFF, fantasy, monster girls, oral, strap-on, size difference)

The Story Thus Far: Two female goblin warriors, Hemlock and Black Ember, visit their human friend on a supply run from their home in the wilderness

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“Haha, wow!” Hemlock gaped in wonderment. “I never thought I’d see my Ember suck a cock like that!”

The slimmer goblin glanced up from lavishing the polished wooden dildo with her tongue. Her black eyes first flashed up to their human friend Satal, who was wearing the strap-on sex toy, and then to her partner. “It’s a girl’s cock,” she said emphatically. She felt no further explanation was needed as she went back to her task.

Hemlock was diminutive, barely four feet tall, with rich emerald skin, large pointed ears, and a prominent nose. She sported midnight-dark hair tied up in a broad functional bun. Her curvy figure edged toward plump, not unusual for women her age no matter the race. Broad hips, a thick rear, and a not-so-narrow waist complimented bouncy, apple-sized breasts. Even so, a foundation of solid muscle still peeked out from under her softer surface layer from her lifetime of mercenary work.

The goblin shaman was two years younger than Hemlock’s thirty-five years of age. She was an inch taller, with rich mahogany hair cut in a straight line above her shoulders. She possessed a thin, lithe build, with apricot-sized breasts topping a modestly-curved figure. Gold-flecked tattoos of archaic mystical symbols swirled over various parts of her body.

The pair had reached Swynfalls late in the afternoon without incident, but weren’t able to find a buyer for their furs. Caravans were at a low ebb at this time of year, and with a lack of a buyer-packed free-flowing market, raw goods like furs could be a troublesome sell. They likely would have to go into Linlea itself to find a buyer, something they were hoping to avoid even before the clumsy kidnapping attempt earlier in the day.

They had made their way through the small town of a few hundred to the Howling Dragon Inn, a large tavern and hostel built into an old mill alongside a small mountain waterfall. It was owned by the retired wizard Hain and his wife Satal, whom they’d had several group trysts with in the past.

With her husband gone for several months on a trip up north, it did not take long for the very bored Satal to convince the two goblin women to join her in the Inn’s heated backroom bath for some all-female fun.

Satal was a human woman in her mid-forties with rich honey-brown skin and dark shoulder-length hair. She retained many of her distinctively feminine curves despite developing the same slight mature plumpness as Hemlock. Her breasts were full and shapely despite some drooping, and the extra thickness only added to the dramatic sweep of her rounded hips and jiggly rear.

Black Ember ended her generous slobbering on the wooden faux-cock, and took great delight in leading it toward Hemlock’s upturned rear just a few inches away. The goblin leader leaned over the edge of the heated pool, her torso resting on the flagstones while her legs dangled in the magically-heated water. She murfled pleasantly as the dildo brushed up against her buns. “Wow, that actually feels real.”

The tall human adjusted the straps holding the toy to her hips, grinding its tip softly against the goblin’s dark green gates. “It’s enchanted to feel like a real male’s member, heat and veins and twitches and all. I’ve accumulated a few of them over the years.”

“Really? You have to show us some time.”

The innkeeper smirked. “I definitely will. But for now, spread that cute little asshole for me…”

The mature goblin laughed erotically, pitching her rear up even higher and instead using her fingers to open the lips of her glistening vulva instead. “And miss a hot pussy-dicking from a pretty lady? Uh-uh. As fun as it is, I’ll save the nasty butt fucking for the nasty boys. But you can give me that wooden she-cock like you’re gonna make a dozen babies in me…”

Satal chuckled, nodding. She loomed her much larger body over the goblin’s diminutive form, grabbing her partner by the shoulders. With well-practiced precision, she nudged the tapering tip of the magical cock at Hemlock’s pussy lips and slowly pushed in. It slid home easily on a coating of magically-generated lubrication.

Hemlock’s loud intake of breath filled the entire room. “Nnnnngh… oh yes! Haha, that’s exactly what mama goblin needs…” She pushed her rear back to wedge the intruder even deeper into her soaking cunt. When Satal bumped their pubic mounds together, Hemlock exhaled gustily and clawed lightly at the floor stones.

“Am I hurting you?” Satal asked.

The goblin shook her raven-haired head. “Mmmph. Naw. It’s just I usually save the dickings for my ass. It’s been a while since I took something so large there.”

“The toy’s pretty normal-sized, though.”

“For a human, sure. For a goblin, it’s damn big. But, Holy Murders, does it feel good. Keep going.”

Satal nodded, hands shifting back to the goblin’s hips for leverage as she began repeatedly pumping back and forth into Hemlock’s quivering pussy. Her movements were shallow at first, but with each successive thrust the strokes became harder and deeper. The goblin alternately yowled as Satal bottomed out in her, then giggled deliriously as the human withdrew, her whole body shuddering each time.

Satal moaned as well, narrowing her eyes as she got into the delightful rhythm of their fucking. The dildo was designed to be used with straps, and its back end was curved so that it rubbed against the older woman’s vulva in all kinds of delightful ways with every stroke. As the front end was enchanted to feel like a real cock, the back curve was similarly ensorcelled to feel like a contouring tongue.

Black Ember played with herself while half-submerged in the pool, intensely turned on by the sights and sounds of one woman fucking another just inches away. After a few minutes, she slipped up beside Hemlock and bent over the lip of the stone pool similarly to her partner. She brought Hemlock’s lips around to meet her own. The two small females tongue-kissed hotly while the human’s broad hips continually slapped wetly at Hemlock’s emerald backside.

The relentless pounding and warm water surging between her legs quickly pushed Hemlock close to the edge. She lowed into Black Ember’s kiss, pulling away only at the last moment to cry out. Her limbs convulsed rapturously, kicking lightly through the water, then went stock still. An explosion of orgasmic pleasure ripped throughout her body. Satal giggled in delight at seeing the goblin’s plump rear jiggle with each powerful inner contractions on the wooden penis.

Hemlock finally collapsed onto the smooth stone surface with a gusty sigh of relief, her sweaty body completely limp. Satal stopped her pumping to let the goblin recover. She ran her hands over the smaller woman’s muscular back, her touch soothing and affectionate. Hemlock murfled in appreciation.

Black Ember lifted her slim rear out of the water and bumped Satal’s leg with it. “Me next!”

The human looked at lesbian goblin in surprise. “You want to be fucked by a cock?” she teased.

“It is a girl’s cock,” she repeated, obviously getting miffed at such questions. She pushed her rump even more wantonly at Satal.

“We do play with gourds occasionally,” Hemlock said with a breathless voice. “Though none were anywhere near as nice as your toy. I can’t blame her for wanting to try it.”

The innkeeper smiled expansively as she carefully withdrew from Hemlock and sidled over to the shaman. She adjusted the leather straps again and grabbed the lithe goblin by the waist. The magic user’s buttocks were more compact than Hemlock’s, but just as cute, pert, and jiggly in their own right.

Satal grabbed the twin jade moons, reveling in the feel of the soft flesh, then aimed the blunt arrowhead of her wooden dildo at the Black Ember’s dripping muff. The innkeeper eased the toy’s tip past the dark green outer lips. Black Ember suddenly shifted back, catching Satal by surprise as she speared her sopping sex completely on the wooden penis all in one surge. A huge tremor worked its way through the goblin’s body even as she moaned out in rapturous heat at being so completely filled.

Satal gasped as well, the movement bumping the smooth inner curve of the phallus wetly against her engorged clitoris. Her fucking Hemlock had already primed her inner erotic furnace close to the boiling point, and she felt she could spill over at any moment.

The human leaned forward, planting her tapering fingers on either side of her partner’s flanks. At first she just rotated the cock around and around in tight little circles, drawing out the pleasure for them both. Then she began vellicating her hips back and forth in a more proper rutting motion. Black Ember let out a number of high-pitched squeals that sounded almost painful, but the way she kept jamming her ass back into Satal’s honey-brown hips showed just how intensely ecstatic the faux-cock was making her feel.

“It’s been a good long while since you’ve been fucked like that, hasn’t it, Wolfie?” Hemlock teased, hand running softly all over the shaman’s straining, sweating back.

Black Ember nodded vigorously, then bade Satal to slow down and stop. She lithely turned herself over, one leg inscribing a long, high circle over the innkeeper’s boobs, using the toy inside her like a pivot that never left her soaking snatch. “Like this,” she said matter-of-factly as she rested on her back. She clamped her short thighs around Satal’s waist and curved her oversized feet onto the human’s soft buttocks.

The innkeeper resumed their vigorous lesbian mating. Black Ember’s eyes locked onto the big curvy woman pounding her quim, cooing and trembling in encouragement. When Hemlock leaned in for a kiss, she moaned even more sensuously, giving her lips over to her longtime lover even as she surrendered her pussy to her new one.

“Let me lick you,” Black Ember told her fellow goblin. Hemlock pulled herself out of the pool and swung her leg up over the shaman’s head. Her knees were right on the edge of the pool as she faced Satal. Her dripping snatch hovered above the shaman’s pointed chin, and was soon stropped over by a skilled and loving tongue.

Hemlock rested her hands on the human’s giant bouncing breasts. The pair made to kiss, but the height difference and position made that quite awkward. Instead, Hemlock leaned forward to suckle at Satal’s dark chestnut nipples. The innkeeper’s keening moans waxed even louder. Her frenzied plowing of Black Ember whipped up little tsunamis of heated water all around them.

The three women stayed locked like that for many minutes. Satal held onto the goblin shaman’s slim hips, doing her best to fuck her partner senseless. Hemlock chuckled sensuously into those pillowy melons, while Black Ember used her long tongue to ply at her slippery cunt. The whole room was filled with the sound of splashing water and a multitude of feminine whimpers and laughs and moans.

Trembling shock waves rippling throughout Black Ember’s supple form signaled her explosive orgasm. Her guttural groans were choked off by the overwhelming sensations of her pussy spasming over and over and over on that exquisite artificial cock. She came again and again, tingling heat flashing repeatedly through her whole body.

Seeing and hearing Black Ember cum pushed Satal to her own peak, the curving dildo vibrating from the other woman’s spasms triggering a fiercely sharp climax. Just as the other woman’s orgasm was winding down, her own began. The human’s hips convulsed spasmodically through a handful of savage little thrusts before she went stock-still herself, eyes closed tight and mouth agape in a silent, straining scream as she rode out waves of fierce inner rapture.

Hemlock pulled off Black Ember, letting her two partners collapse onto each other to recover. Having cum intensely just a short time ago herself, she was happy to have just been along for the ride.

Satal slumped forward onto the small shaman, holding herself up by her elbows. but still allowing their curvy bodies to mash softly together. Black Ember murred in deep satisfaction, reveling in the warm feel of the human’s body pressing on her. She had heard her sword-sister Stiletto talk of her newfound fascination with having Joren’s large human body ‘smother’ her in a similar fashion after sex. At the time the shaman had been dubious, but with a substantially larger woman doing it to her, she could definitely see its appeal.

All three women jumped at hearing a loud knock at the chamber’s large wooden door. “Um… Auntie Satal?” came the voice of innkeeper’s twenty-something nephew from the other side.

With a small sigh, Satal pushed up, and with a final small kiss on Black Ember’s collarbone, pulled out of the goblin. “What is it, Mully?” she called out, trying to keep her voice as normal as possible.

The door opened just slightly and the young man poked his head in. With his straight dark hair, rounded face, and honey-brown skin, his relation to Satal was obvious. His face reddened brightly at seeing the three naked women, then ducked bashfully back behind the door. “Um, ah, some of the guests were complaining about all the noise from back here. Though one gentleman did offer five whole silver crowns if he could join in.”

The trio of females exchanged glances. Hemlock and Satal burst out laughing, and even Black Ember affected a large bemused smile. “Tell the gentleman thanks but no thanks,” the human called. “We’ll try to be quieter, though.”

“G-gotcha,” Mully acknowledged. He snatched one last glance at the women before closing the door behind him, causing another round of dirty giggles within.

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