Author: ComLA-

Mara bursts into her room, ‘God today was hell!’ Her husband Connor follows closely behind, ’It certainly could’ve gone better.’ She unbuckles her sword belt and flops on the bed. All her limbs, even her long thin devil’s tail gone limp, ‘Like who needs that many skeleton minions?! It’s mad!’ ‘It was definitely a lot but we got through them.’ Connor reassures her, taking off his furred cloak then sitting next to her.

Mara sits up next to him, ‘Hrmph, I’m so fucking wired right now it’s not even funny.’ Connor throws his arm around her, pulling her close and kissing her cheek. He brings his mouth up face, whispering into her long, elf-like ear, ‘I’m sure I’ve got ways to fix that.’ His voice shivers down Mara’s body as she gets a devious grin on her face, ‘Oh yeah?’ She excitedly laughs as she runs her hand gently down his thigh, ‘What do you have in mind for me?’ She grips his cock through his pants. His impressive girth fills her palm and her tail flicks in anticipation. Connor caresses her collar bone gently, ‘Well I don’t know if you’ll be up for it.’ ‘Tell me what ya want to do to me, big boy.’ She strokes his shaft gently, his cock throbs in excitement. Connor grabs her tit. Squeezing lightly with his strong hand. ‘Well, I was thinking that I could take out my big cock.’ Read more »

One night in the Setting Moons bar the people are having their fun. One couple in particular sit at the bar counter. Connor and Mara on a date out together. Connor is tipsy but still in control of himself. Mara on the other hand is having her fill. Many shot glasses lay empty on the counter and she holds a half empty wine glass in her hand. Everything about her shows how excited she is. Her rosey freckled cheeks, her elongated ears twitching and her long thin devil flicking around excitedly. She loudly talks about her feelings between hiccups. Her normally soft Irish-esque accent comes to the forefront.

She slumps onto his shoulder, the stupid grin on her face shows off two little fangs, ‘Connor baby. Yer the love of ma fuckin’ life! Ya know tha? -hic-‘ Connor chuckles a bit, ‘I sure hope so. I’m not going anywhere.’ Mara pats his lap, rubbing his inner thigh and making her way up to her waist, gripping the bulge just under his belt. ‘-hic- I’m gonna fuck the shit outta ya when we get home.’ ‘Yep I think you’ve had enough to drink. You’re losing yourself a bit.’ Connor chuckles again. He takes the drink from her hand and drapes his long furred cape around her, to keep her from the cold wind outside. Mara giggles under her breath, ‘Yeah yer right…I can wait that long!’ Read more »

Connor and Mara are setting up for their bi-daily workout. Being known warriors in a world like theirs of dragons and demons they have to stay fit. Their home is secluded in the woods so they are free to do it outside in the sun. Connor sets down his dumbbells, ready for training.

Connor’s eyes wander away from the scenic view and to Mara, her back facing him. Her long purple hair is neatly tied up in a ponytail. Her massive tits jut out from her slender frame, locked tight in a sports bra cut off just high enough to show off her flat, toned stomach. Her long thin devil tail swings up out of the way to show off her ass. A large, round and freckled behind that pleasantly bounces with each hip swaying step she takes, visibly squished into shorts that are clearly too small for it. Only covering about half of her rear. Read more »

Mara bursts into her room, ‘God today was hell!’ Her husband Connor follows closely behind, ’It certainly could’ve gone better.’ She unbuckles her sword belt and flops on the bed. All her limbs, even her long thin devil’s tail gone limp, ‘Like who needs that many skeleton minions?! It’s mad!’ ‘It was definitely a lot but we got through them.’ Connor reassures her, taking off his furred cloak then sitting next to her.

Mara sits up next to him, ‘Hrmph, I’m so fucking wired right now it’s not even funny.’ Connor throws his arm around her, pulling her close and kissing her cheek. He brings his mouth up face, whispering into her long, elf-like ear, ‘I’m sure I’ve got ways to fix that.’ His voice shivers down Mara’s body as she gets a devious grin on her face, ‘Oh yeah?’ She excitedly laughs as she runs her hand gently down his thigh, ‘What do you have in mind for me?’ She grips his cock through his pant leg. His impressive girth fills her palm and her tail flicks in anticipation. Connors grip on her shoulder loosens and he caresses her collar bone gently. His fingers drift under the fabric of her low cut shirt, feeling the warmth of her soft, freckled chest. ‘Tell me. What do you want to do to me, big boy?’ She strokes his shaft gently, his cock throbs in excitement. Connor grabs her tit. Squeezing lightly with his strong hand. ‘Well, I was thinking…that I could take out my big cock.’ Read more »

Mara bursts into her room, ‘God today was hell! Her husband Connor follows closely behind, ’ ‘It certainly could’ve gone better.’ She unbuckles her sword belt and flops on the bed. All her limbs, even her long thin devil’s tail gone limp, ‘Like who needs that many skeleton minions?! It’s mad!’ ‘It was definitely a lot but we got through them.’ Connor reassures her, taking off his furred cloak then sitting next to her.

Mara sits up next to him, ‘Hrmph, I’m so fucking wired right now it’s not even funny.’ Connor throws his arm around her, pulling her close and kissing her cheek. He brings his mouth up face, whispering into her long, elf-like ear, ‘I’m sure I’ve got ways to fix that.’ His voice shivers down Mara’s body as she gets a devious grin on her face, ‘Oh yeah?’ She excitedly laughs as she runs her hand gently down his thigh, ‘What do you have in mind for me?’ She grips his cock through his pants. His impressive girth fills her palm and her tail flicks in anticipation. Connors grip on her shoulder loosens and he caresses her collar bone gently. His fingers drift under the fabric of her low cut shirt, feeling the warmth of her soft, freckled chest. ‘Tell me. What do you want to do to me, big boy?’ Her grip tightens on his shaft, his cock throbs in excitement. Connor grabs her tit. Squeezing lightly with his strong hand. ‘Well, I was thinking…’ Read more »

Marcel is hacking his way through the dense forest. Using his sword to cut through the foliage, he cuts away the vines and sees a large waterfall flowing into a pond. Next to the pond is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Her ears are pointed and she is basking in the sun, dripping wet as if she has just exited the water. Her hair is long, down to her waist and is a light boysenberry colour. Two thick strands extend down and cover her massive breasts, easily triple D cup range. Her short and thin torso flows into wide hips and thick thighs. She opens her purple eyes and spots him instantly.

Thinking he’s just been caught spying on her bathe, Marcel starts backing into the brush. ‘I’m so sorry ma’am, I didn’t mean to intrude.’ He turns his back to find another woman standing in front of him, blocking his path. She is short, only coming up to his chest. Her hair is shoulder length and a light lavender colour but other than that she is identical to the one by the pond. Her body is just barely covered by a thin white robe loosely draped over her. Read more »

Mara bursts into her room, ‘God today was hell! Her husband Connor follows closely behind, ’ ‘It certainly could’ve gone better.’ She unbuckles her sword belt and flops on the bed. All her limbs, even her long thin devil’s tail gone limp, ‘Like who needs that many skeleton minions?! It’s mad!’ ‘It was definitely a lot but we got through them.’ Connor reassures her, taking off his furred cloak then sitting next to her.

Mara sits up next to him, ‘Hrmph, I’m so fucking wired right now it’s not even funny.’ Connor throws his arm around her and kisses her cheek. He brings his mouth up to her long, elf-like ears, ‘I’m sure I’ve got ways to fix that.’ His voice shivers down her body as she gets a devious grin on her face, ‘Oh yeah?’ She excitedly laughs as she runs her hand gently down his thigh, ‘What do you have in mind for me?’ She grips his cock through his pants. His impressive girth fills her palm and her tail flicks in anticipation. Connors grip on her shoulder loosens and he caresses her collar bone gently. His fingers drift under the fabric of her low cut shirt, feeling the warmth of her soft, freckled chest. ‘Tell me. What do you want to do to me, big boy?’ Her grip tightens on his shaft, his cock throbs in excitement. Connor grabs her tit. Squeezing lightly with his strong hand. ‘Well, I was thinking…’ Read more »