Midnight Rendezvous
Aethera and Kalec reignite an old flame at the bathhouse in Bel’ameth. The Sin’dorei experiences a familar yet welcome pain of laying with the Warden Mother.
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Another release for ya, up a day early for you luvly champions. I'm sure a few of you recognize Kalec, MrSunwhisper's OC! I always enjoy making these kind of soft and lovely lighting pieces. Also not the first time he and Aethera have crossed paths after all. Anyway, more to come soon as I clear through my commission queue.
Commissioned by: MrSunwhisper ❤️
Kalec’s stay in Bel’ameth, as the guest of the Warden Mother, had been nothing short of extraordinary. The honor of being perhaps the only Sin’dorei to linger here beyond a fleeting visit was not lost on him. The crisp air and serene forests reminded him of Eversong’s quieter corners, far from Silvermoon’s bustling heart. Nature was the Kaldorei’s constant companion, and Kalec found himself enchanted by their intimate bond with its embrace.
Zozu, a lively orc and the unlikely partner of the intense, stoic Warden Mother, had been his guide. Kalec couldn’t fathom what drew her to Zozu—he was the antithesis of what one might expect for a woman of her stature. Yet, her happiness in his presence was undeniable, and that sufficed for Kalec. Their relationship, he noted, was romantically exclusive but physically open, a detail that piqued his curiosity. Zozu explained that he was free to sleep around, as was Aethera, so as long as he remembered who he belonged to. The Orc boy explained he wasn’t planning to piss off Aethera any time soon and Kalec nodded firmly, she was not a woman one wanted to get on the wrong side of.
While touring with Zozu, they encountered Aethera, resplendent in her Warden armor. As she removed her helmet, her hair flicked from her eyes in a gesture that seemed to unfold in slow motion for Kalec and Zozu, both captivated. With a commanding tone, she invited Kalec to join her at the bathhouse that evening, emphasizing that he should not keep her waiting. He had no intention of doing so.
Arriving early at the bathhouse, Kalec glimpsed a figure in the water through translucent drapes. Relief washed over him when he confirmed it was Aethera, sparing an innocent Kaldorei bather from intrusion.
“Kalec, right on time. Color me impressed,” Aethera’s raspy, mature voice greeted him as she waded to the pool’s edge, where two wine glasses and a bottle awaited. She sipped from one, her luminous white eyes fixed on him. “Well? Undress and join me.” she commanded.
He moved toward a privacy screen, but Aethera’s throat-clearing halted him. “Nuh-uh. Undress in front of me,” she commanded. Smirking, Kalec complied, peeling off his casual attire under her attentive, stoic gaze.
Naked, he descended the steps into the warm water. Time melted as they shared wine and stories, flirting and reveling in each other’s company after so long apart.
“It’s been delightful catching up, Lady Leafwhisper. Bel’ameth has been a joy to visit and see with my own eyes. Pictures don’t do it justice.” Kalec said, swirling his glass, stealing a glance at her muscular, mature form.
“That sounds final. Planning to leave?” Aethera asked, her side glance piercing.
“Not unless you want me to stay,” he replied slyly.
“What I want,” she said, her tone firm, almost offended, “is for you to stop eye-fucking me.” Kalec’s heart sank, fearing he’d misstepped. But as she waded across the pool, set her glass down, and lifted herself to sit on the edge, water cascaded from her form. Bathed in moonlight, she parted her strong legs, revealing herself. “...And actually fuck me.”
Relief and desire surged through him. He crossed the pool swiftly, his hands tracing her toned thighs. Her grip pulled him between her legs, a familiar territory from their past encounter when those thighs had nearly crushed him. Aethera, ever in control, leaned back, resting on one palm, her eyes devouring him. As he entered her, she bit her lip, a pleasured exhale escaping her chest.
Kalec reveled in the sensation, her walls drawing him in, her thighs locking around his hips. His hands gripped her legs as he thrust with eager intent, a contrast to their last encounter when she had dominated. Now, he set the pace, though her strength outmatched his. Her beauty—mature, confident, motherly—hypnotized him. She grabbed his beard, pulling him into a fierce kiss, their tongues clashing as her fingers dug into his rear, urging him deeper.
As his climax neared, her legs tightened, squeezing him through the intense release. He swore his back cracked under the pressure. Leaning into her, their shared high subsided, his seed planted deep within. A sigh of relief escaped him, but her whisper cut through: “Again.”
Kalec drew in another breath as a flash of memory went through his mind from the long evening they had shared once before. An echo of a familiar deep ache that sat within his hips sent a shiver through his form to mingle with the warm glow of pleasure that he felt from their shared release. Without hesitation and resolute in the task before him once again, his grip upon her legs tightened and he whispered back, "As you command, Lady Leafwhisper."
Jah’lih & The Boys
Jah’lih has his work cut out for him as he’s ambushed by Zozu, Ri’lael and Saran during a stay over at their place in Zandalar.
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When Ri’lael invites his best pals Saran and Zozu over to stay with him and Jah’lih, it doesn’t take long for the four of them to get up to some naughty business during their stay in Zandalar. The prelate has his work cut out for him as the three femboys occupy much of his time over the long weekend and none of them are letting him get any rest until they’ve all been equally treated by the impressive Zandalari fella.
Birthday Cake II
Val surprises her girlfriend at her warden posting in Bela’meth for her birthday. She brings their pet fox Kami and a whole lot of cake for her to enjoy.
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Just a quick piece I put together for one of my regular commissioners, Loriandra. They’ve very kindly got art commissioned of Val from artists every year for my birthday so I figured I’d repay the favor with a special birthday piece for them in the form most fitting… Val’s big plump booty!
Happy Birthday, Lori! ❤️
Lori had all but accepted that she’d be celebrating her 409th birthday more or less alone in her tent at the warden outpost of Bela’meth. Yet once more breaking her mother’s rules about sneaking out to see Lori while she’s posted up, Val makes another surprise visit to her girlfriend’s tent with cake and their pet fox Kami too. Their adorable little fox friend ends up eating most of the cake Val prepared by himself as Lori opts to devour the plump round cake of her girl’s fat rump while she has the chance.
Buxom Bookworm
Val gets in on a recent chesty trend with literature as she enjoys a steamy romance novel and a dip in a moonwell on her free time.
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I decided to get in on that book n' boobs meme meta with Val. I might have put in a little more effort than I needed to, but hey I think it turned out nice. Also let me show off Val's new teeth and collar in a nice little pin-up piece.
Val loves a good bathe in a moonwell and a comfy book to read on her free relaxation time. She's particularly fond of the Steamy Romance Novels and their erotically romantic narratives. It also helps her come up with exciting new scenarios for her lover, Lori. Who knows, perhaps she’ll feature in a Steamy Romance Novel in the future, she’d certainly like that!
Jel’s Justice
Jelria of the 7th legion gets the drop on Vanessa Vancleef after discovering plans for her to assassinate Jelria! She takes on a couple of her goons and the boss herself in her own brand of justice.
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Phew, got sick this month + I got CC'd by Monster Hunter at the start of the month so this took longer to get out than I was hoping for. Not to worry though, more art coming super soon after this one too! Thanks for your patience~
Commissioned by: Jelria
“Vanessa, Vanessa, Vanessa.” Jelria repeats in a most unimpressed manner. “I thought I told you to stay off my streets. Or did you forget you’re facing a lot of hard time in the Stockades?” the soldier remarks, eyeing up her captured convict. Getting the drop on a rogue itself was quite the feat, but getting the drop on someone of Vanessa Vancleef’s infamy? Now that was impressive indeed.
Vanessa stood up on the tips of her toes, arms shackled above her head with nothing but her mask and stockings on her buxom form after Jelria had unceremoniously torn off her tabard and other garments in her lust filled attack.
“Unhand me, Pig. And I might even consider not slitting your throat as I take my leave.” the roguish woman remarked in return, her red mask still covering half her face but her eyes like daggers peering over her shoulder at the pride of alliance military might. No mere guardsman could have apprehended her and the manner of their words certainly revealed that they’d crossed paths before.
“Keep that forked tongue behind your mask, Vancleef. Your little plan to take me out was never going to happen. These are -my- streets.” The silver haired soldier remarked as she peered about at her handy work. She’d taken down two of Vanessa’s finest and had her way with them both while their boss could only watch and listen shackled. When Jelria was done with them both, she simply tossed them aside.
Now though, she had her sights on Vanessa. “Looks like you’re all out of minions.” Jelria says with a smirk, the juices of the two minions still fresh upon her impressive cock as she moves in behind Vancleef and gives her dark hair a firm tug at the back. “Be happy I’m not taking you in on your pending charges, consider this a warning.”
Vanessa was furious, the chains binding her clink and jangle as she squirms at the touch of the woman she had intended to put in the ground. This hadn’t been the first time she’d gotten treated this way and she was sure this time would be the end of this damnable Alliance dog. “I’m going to enjoy killing you, Jelria.” she says through gritted teeth.
“Thats not what I wanna hear from you right now.” Jelria remarks, her hips pushing forward hungrily as she seeks to shove herself inside the criminal from behind. The gesture forces a loud moan and growl of disapproval from Vanessa. “Now that is what I wanted to hear.” Jelria says with a dominant smirk upon her lips and an eagerness to continue.
There was no escape for the infamous leader of the Defias. She had to simply endure yet another loss to Jelria, doing her best to stifle the enjoyment of that woman’s cock using both holes interchangeably and so roughly too. She didn’t want her henchmen to see her enjoying it if they were to rouse from their passed out states, though it seemed they were still out for the count.
When Jelria’s finally had her fill, she leaves Vanessa dangling from the chains. Her holes twitching and used with thick globs of her seed spilling from them onto the ground below. She gives the criminal one final firm smack on the rear as she takes her leave. “We should do this again sometime, Vanessa.” she remarks. Her minions would have to unchain her whenever they woke up, but as far as Jelria was concerned, justice was served.
An Old Enemy
Word of Val’s broken collar travels fast and it’s not long until Val finds herself ambushed by an old enemy and taken to familiar lands for breeding.
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I put this one out on my birthday yesterday for patrons but here it is for everyone else a day later. It also includes a story too! It’s been a while since I had Val in a good ol’ fashioned Orcing and its always a good fit for her. This continues the storyline started in the previous release with Val’s broken collar.
After passing through Ashenvale dangerously close to the Orcish lumber mill ops, Val finds herself captive not just of any Orc, but one who has seemingly heard about the breaking of her cursed collar. An ex-Kor’kron who knows the buxom elf well and was one of her interrogators back during the Pandaria war under Hellscream.
Val had initially refused a protection detail from the sentinels, thinking that would attract too much detail to her. Alas, she had not been anticipating that someone was already hunting her. She’s easily ambushed and puts up no fight as a pacifist. Three days later she’s in Durotar, naked and heavy with chains and iron shackles.
The Orc reveals himself to be Goretrugg, one of her interrogators who used Hellscream’s orc purity war as an excuse to use and abuse all manner of prisoners for their own pleasure. Seemingly he had avoided punishment by the Horde for his crimes and was living out in the deserts of Durotar right under their noses.
He chains and shackles Val to a device she had become quite familiar with back in her captivity days under him and other Kor’kron. The crudely named ‘fuck bench’ was exactly what it sounded like. A device to secure and make vulnerable prisoners for sex from their captors. They were often left out in the sun and made into public use objects. Goretrugg’s particularly cruel mind opted to position the one Val was on in front of a body of water. Keeping her tantalizingly close to quenching her heat-driven thirst yet ever out of reach while shackled and chained to the bench.
His plan was simple, he would be the one to breed her into his slave wife. In spite of her words to him that she wasn’t sure if the collar’s effects had even faded yet and that they likely hadn’t, the Orc dismisses her words. He spends three days breeding her over and over, giving her load after load of his seed. Feeding her food and water at the bare minimum so she does not perish. By night, he leaves her chained there alone and well used with only a single torch for warmth and illumination.
On the third night, she hears commotion from the Orc’s hut. The guttural screams and roars of Goretrugg as he’s brutally slain by three Sentinels – seemingly they had been determined to make him suffer before he died. They had tracked Val all the way from Ashenvale when she never made it to her destination, eager to find her before she disappeared into a goblin slave market.
Val’s captivity with this Orc was thankfully short this time, and his seed had never taken hold. All but confirming to Val that even with the collar gone, things weren’t quite as simple as that. The Sentinels throw torches into the hut with the bloodied body of Goretrugg inside. As she rides away on the back of a hippogryph into the night, she even says a prayer to Elune for the soul of the Orc.
Before The Goddess
Val & Lori take to the sacred waters blessed by their goddess to attempt to shatter the nightmare collar that has plagued Val for hundreds of years.
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A bit of a big moment for my oldest and flagship OC, Val. After ten years (hundreds for her) I am finally releasing her from her nightmare curser and giving her something new instead of the collar. Whatever I choose, you can trust it'll go around her neck as I'm sure you'd all agree she'd look weird without something there.
Commissioned by: Loriandra
Before the Goddess
Ever eager to break the hold of the nightmare collar over her girlfriend, Val. Lori convinces her life-long lover to join her in the Elune blessed waters of life in the breeding halls. Normally reserved for the Kaldorei to seed the future of their kind after great tragedies and war, Lori hopes that making love to Val and breeding her repeatedly in a place so powerfully close to Elune will weaken or break the collar.
The sensations are intense, the sex lasts many hours and the lovers engage in so many positions and acts of lust that they’re both entirely exhausted by the time it draws to a close. In the warmth of the sacred waters they lay for hours, naked and bare before their goddess and each other. When they think they’re done, they discover Lori is once again as hard as stone between her legs and the pair go for hours more.
In the midst of a particularly roughly passionate love making, the pair fuelled by the purist desire, lust and love for one another, Lori grips the collar around Val’s neck. She tugs on the object that denies her lover the gift of children to pull her towards her to set her lips against her own.
Then it happens, a flash of red sparks followed by crimson wispy smoke. Val is no longer kissing Lori, her head is back down slightly submerged in the waters. Her eyes blinking as she looks to her equally stunned girlfriend and then both of them look to the object firmly grasped in Lori’s hand. The collar, the nightmare collar, the curse of the nightmare satyr Azraeus and his hold over Valnoressa had snapped free. After hundreds of years the collar had broken.
There’s a stunned silence between the two of them, a long moment of uncertainty and confusion. Val is the first to break the silence as her hand reaches to her bare neck, touching a collarless space as she bursts into a joyful laughter which Lori soon joins after.
A Reflection of Corruption
Scarlett Ashford faces the woman in the mirror, herself, as she awaits her moment of ascension to a half-demon in service of the Baroness.
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Another release so soon after that last one, le gasp! Yes indeed I had a lot of fun working on this one and I think it turned out rather well. This image is an on-going story in the Baroness/Scarlett timeline and this image represents her final night as a human before she surrenders to the will of the baroness and becomes a half-demon succubus for her. Myself and the commissioner are fond of dark erotic corruption so we both enjoyed riffing and brainstorming this - the story is written in her personal journal from the first person perspective of Scarlett for those who enjoy the lore! hope you guys enjoy it too!
Commissioned by: Radisea
Final Entry of Scarlett Ashford
This will be the last time I write in this diary, it has been conduit for my thoughts during my time in this place serving my mistress. I once came here seeking to be her equal, but I have long since realized the folly of such a goal. My Baroness has no equal, she is terrifying power made manifest and I would surely crumble to ash if I endeavoured to stand by her side as a mere mortal.
So then the solution is simple. I must become more than a mere mortal, I must become a demon. Only then can my mistress keep me by her side and only then can I bask in her glorious radiance.
I find myself looking at the face in the mirror as I write this final entry. I am moments away from joining her to complete my ascendency and yet I am filled with thoughts that both contradict and affirm this gift she gives me.
This face is mine yet it is not mine. This body is mine yet it is not mine. I see flashes of what I will become in my waking mind and I both adore and abhor it. Ever since I drank of her gift, I feel something lurking beneath the surface of my mortal flesh, eager to break free and consume me.
She summoned me to her chambers last night, we talked for a while as she sought to steady my mind ahead of the ritual. And of course I made my body available for her as is my duty. Pain and pleasure, she has mastery over them and with no one else have I ever felt so helpless in one moment and euphoric in another.
The mirror shimmers as I gaze into it again, I see a creature… a demon. She kneels at the feet of my mistress. Loyal and submissive, she… Oh gods, is that? The… the creature is me. Is that what I will become? I have to leave this place! I can’t be here. What am I doing??
<Some scribbles suggest the writer left in a hurry, yet a couple of spaces down the page a steady hand returns to continue writing.>
My weakness bid me flee, but as I turned to do so I caught the eye of my mistress in the painting on the wall. Her stoic gaze calmed my weak soul and I reached out to beg the forgiveness of her visage, yet my chains would not allow me to touch the canvas. I feel the marks of her wrath across my back and rear from my time with her last night, she knew I would have this moment of weakness - her sting lingered upon my flesh when I needed it most. Oh Mistress, thank you.
Of course. It is a sign. I must stay the path, become what my mistress needs me to be before I can truly embrace her. My humanity holds me back from her like these chains around my wrists. I will give her this diary and I shall press the locket of the woman I once was between its pages as proof of my readiness to ascend.
I’m coming, my mistress.
- Scarlett Ashford
The Cabin Boi
Alex or "Freckles" spends most nights pleasing his pirate captain husband when he’s not balancing the books and performing duties as cabin boy accountant aboard his husband's pirate ship.
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First release of 2025 is some cute gay boy-butt action! Loved this fella when the commissioner showed me some of their other art so I was happy to put him into some good butt lovin’ fun with his husband (i think ex-husband now though!).
Commissioned by: FreckleButt
Being the boi-wife of a renowned or perhaps infamous pirate like Captain Burbridge was no easy life. Alex was constantly on the move, constantly sailing the seas of the world, yet it was part of why he’d left home. His loving mother had passed and his Kul Tiran Navyman father was a nightmare who blocked his every desire to sail the seas.
It wasn’t until the suave and tempting hunk of a man, Captain Burbridge, had come into his life one night at port that everything changed for the lad. Without a word, Alex had left with the man to be his cabin boy aboard the Drunken Kobold. He had a good head for numbers and was far too soft of hand to labor like the men of the crew. So Burbridge kept him in his office and quarters, managing the books and taking on more servant like roles.
Yet the two grew close, so close that they’d have sex for hours every night and the pleasuring of his captain became a great part of Alex’s duties aboard the ship. Within a month the two of them were married and Alex felt as complete as he possibly could be. He was living life on the seas as he always dreamed and had a hell of a man as his husband.
Yet Burbridge was a pirate, a man of low morals who’d save his own neck sooner than Alex’s and a great betrayal awaited in the lovely boy’s future.
Undermine Grindin’
Eager to skip the slow grind of gaining renown with the factions of the Undermine, Caelie takes things into her own hands, holes, feet and mouth in a lucrative arrangement the goblins can't say no to!
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I decided to take something of a break for the holidays though I was still working on comms so it wasn’t much of a break. I did also have an issue with my GPU which just got resolved today with an RMA for a brand new 4070 Super. So I’m good to game and art again! This particular image was certainly an interesting one, Rakez wanted an Undermine themed scene which is kinda tricky when we don’t have access to Undermine yet. But I made do with what I could and I think it turned out nice enough!
Commissioned by: Rakez
A new place to explore always meant there was more renown to be ground out. Caelie had grown tired of this particular factional gimmick and she was of a mind of getting ahead with her womanly wiles.
The buxom elf decided to go to each cartel in the undermine individually and pitch a way for her to fast track her renown with them. Naturally they all refused the concept at first, citing a lack of trust and history with the elf – especially the Venture Co.
Yet each one quickly agreed when Caelie slipped out of her clothes and offered herself as the catalyst for a most lucrative bargain. The terms were simple and set, an hour per rank with as many goblins as possible able to participate, no protection required and they were able to do almost anything, within reason of course.
Caelie might have thought it an easy enough task at first. Goblins were small and generally not very well endowed creatures. Well, to someone like Caelie who’d taken far larger and more brutish men it certainly seemed that way. Yet she was foolish to think it, as Goblins were also known for their strength in numbers during gang-bangs, their excellent stamina and the absolute speed of their humping.
She quickly discovered that Goblins aren’t quite so small down there as one might expect either. They were able to climb all over her, cram their green meaty cocks into any crevice, hole, fold or gap that suited them and lightning fast pump their surprisingly above average cocks in. Their hands were grabby and grope hungry, their teeth eager to bite and tongue her perfect pristine flesh.
It was proving a tall order, because as soon as she finished with one faction it was on to the next one to do it all over again. She was absolutely determined to avoid the monotony of running around questing, performing mind numbing tasks and generally just spending several weeks doing what she she could do in days.
By the end of her multi-day gang-banging, Caelie was finally renowned before everyone else. The goblins had put her up in the fanciest of suites and piled every rank reward into the room for her to enjoy. She might have been an elf, but she was a goblin queen in the Undermine to the factions. Marriage proposals poured in and even some goblins of note had come to visit her and indulge in her beauty one on one. There wasn’t a goblin fella in the whole of the Undermine who didn’t know of Caelie.
Duty & Booty
A surprise visit to her pent up girlfriend at the recently secured Amirdrassil drops both daughter and warden in hot water. Yet not before they get some eager lovin’ in with one another.
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Val’s ass sure does seem to get bigger every image lately huh? Well thats a good thing I suppose. Anyway this was a fun and surprisingly more challenging pose to do that you might think. I’m happy with how juicy and big I managed to get Val’s rump here thats for sure. And its nice to see a little bit of Val taking the lead in the story too.
Commissioned by: Loriandra
Val could certainly tell that her beloved girlfriend was pent up from her particularly long posting with the Wardens at Bela’meth. There were still pockets of resistance from the Druids of the Flame that needed mopping up and a Warden’s job was never done until command said they were.
She had brought Lori a bag of various baked goods from home, some moonberry juice and most of all; herself. The Warden had lit up at the sight of Val all the way out here, scooping her up into her arms for a most passionate kiss. Val knew what her lover needed, all the signs were there that she was pent up. Her aggressive kissing, the fixation of having her hands on Val’s rump while possessively kneading it with her fingers. All tells that her dearest was in need.
“Come, my love. Lets get you taken care of.” Val remarked, stepping away to head to Lori’s tent up on the hill.
“Bah… I can’t. I’m on standby for orders.” Lori sighed deeply, as if saying that had physically pained her.
“Then we’ll standby for them in your tent.” Val smiles at her over her shoulder, cruelly pushing aside the loincloth that draped over her amazingly plump and round backside just for a moment. Giving the sex-starved Warden a brief look at it’s beauty.
Lori bit her lip, her ears twitching a little at that view she’d been thinking about the whole time she’d been here. “Yes dear…!” she said, quickly following Val.
It was likely they didn’t have long, so things heated up and moved quickly when they got back to Lori’s tent. Thankfully she didn’t share it with anyone, so they were relatively alone while they got up to their particular deed. It had been long enough away from each other that Lori’s aggressive ‘missed you’ sex was fully on show.
When she was like this she was impossible to slow down. She kissed, grabbed, groped and smacked at the body of her lover; manhandling her into various desired positions in the pursuit of her lustful enjoyment of that beautiful thick shapely form of hers. And even though they didn’t have much time, she still couldn’t help but spend a fair bit of her time with her face buried in between Val’s fat heavenly ass cheeks.
The sound of sex grew louder in the tent, the symphony of clashing flesh and lustful moans emanating from it. The risk of being discovered was high and yet the two lovers couldn’t stop even if they wanted to. In forty minutes Lori had climaxed twice and likely had a few more in her before they were satisfied.
“Ahem.” said the familiar voice of a fellow Warden at the entrance to the tent. Lori’s head swung around half expecting it to be Aethera. She was relieved when it was just Laria and Arana. Laria, the tall muscular Elf wore a smug face and folded arms, while Arana was smiling all goofy at the lewd deed before them.
“Beat it you two, we’re busy!” Lori said dismissively.
“Well actually Lori you should know that Aeth-” Laria was interrupted.
“I said scram!” rudely said, her attention still focused on the shapely Elf on the table in front of her.
Arana and Laria looked at each other. Seemed they had something important to tell her, but if she was going to be a jerk she could find it out the hard way. They simply smirked and greeted the lovers farewell before taking their leave to watch what unfolded from somewhere with a good viewing spot.
A few moments later, another throat clearing “Ahem.” came from the entrance to the tent.
Lori reacted immediately, thinking it was still Laria and Arana. She turned her head to tell them to buzz off before her eyes settled on a fully armored and less than amused looking Warden Mother. Aethera had caught them in the act.
Lori immediately lept to attention, her still pulsing and wet cock quickly pulled free of Val to face Aethera as she gave her a Warden salute. “W-Warden Mother.” Lori stammered out, realizing she’d made quite the mess up.
Aethera’s hard gaze drifted over to the naked Val on the table. “Daughter.” she said flatly, her arms still folded with the glaring look of a mother reserved for Val.
“M-mother.” Val replied, covering herself with a nearby backpack she’d brought with her.
Aethera rolled her eyes. “You have ten minutes to finish up. I need you on patrol.” she says with firmness in her voice. That gravelled and strong voice of hers could strike fear into anyone.
“Y-yes Warden Mother!” Lori almost shouts while saluting again.
“And Lori. We will have words about your priorities in the field and in your duties later.” she said with a threatening tone to her voice.
Her hard gaze shifts to Val after, the stone cold eyes able to send shivers up the spine of her adult daughter as if she was still just a little girl who’d knocked over a vase while playing too rowdy. She watched as Val’s ears flopped downward the same was she did as a child. “As for you young lady, you and I shall have a long talk about this on my next visit to Val’sharah.”
“Yes Mother.” Val said with a sigh of defeat.
It was then as Lori looked over the shoulder to the bushes out by the trees that she could see Laria and Arana giving her the thumbs up. Aethera took her leave and Lori looked to Val once more.
“Now what?” she inquired.
There was a long pause as they looked at each other.
“… She did say we had ten minutes.” Val remarked with a tilt of her head and a smile. One Lori returned right away as she got back between her lover’s thighs.
She was already in trouble, might as well enjoy it.
Hot Spring Hideaway
Arana finds herself getting hotter than the hot spring she finds herself in with handsome Zandalari, Jah'lih. Always nervous about her impressive endowment around men, she need not worry around Jah’lih.
Sorry about the delay between releases, but I hope you like this one as it was fun to work on. This one features one of my older side characters and a member of the "Spears of Elune" wardens with Lori.
Arana here is a well endowed woman, however she's almost entirely attracted to men! (RARE!?) Yet a woman of her size and additional appendage often scares off men (cowards!). That is until she encounters Jah'lih in a snowy hot spring in Kun-Lai Summit and discovers a new friend who's more than happy to show her just how beautiful she is.
Commissioned by: Knightlord
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“Oh Jeez, oh jeez!” Arana mumbles to herself as she watches the very handsome Zandalari Troll in the hot spring she’d been expecting to enjoy by herself. She had come here the past couple of days and found it completely empty for a nice long soak in the spring waters, yet here was this Troll seemingly from nowhere.
She watched him from behind a craggy outcrop, entirely naked, save for a towel she held against her form and the cover of the rocks.
The icy wind was relentless as it bit at her form. She had to make the choice to get into the hot spring or get dressed and leave. Still, she watched him wade through the water, lifting handfuls of it to pour over himself. The water ran down over his carved muscles and his shimmering golden tattoos, trickling down his body like rain drops on a heroic statue.
“Why’d he have to be hot?” She mumbles to herself again, her palm pushing her growing blue member between her thighs in spite of the nipping cold air. “Darn it stop getting excited, he wouldn’t like you anyway.” she says, as if talking to her own penis.
“You going to join me, Kaldorei? Or keep mumbling over behind that rock?” the thick Zandalari accent calls out to her.
Arana’s ears spike up at being discovered, before drooping down a little at the absolute amateurish nature of a Warden being caught sneaking. The Warden Mother would surely make her run laps if she heard about that.
“I uh… I wasn’t expecting anyone to be here.” She calls back timidly from her not so excellent hiding spot.
“Well its plenty big enough to share. Come.” He replies, seemingly unbothered by the spying.
Arana slips her half erect cock between her thighs, covering her lower half with the towel as she shuffle walks rather ridiculously over to the spring where the handsome Troll awaits her. She looked a little goofy trying so hard to hide it, especially since she wasn’t trying to hide her generous blue breasts at all.
“You going to get in with a towel on?” He asks, tilting his head at her.
“N-n-no that would be… uh… silly.” she says. Shoot, she had been hoping he wouldn’t notice that. Instead she comes up with an ingenious plan, at least to her silly mind it is. “Look over there! Whats that!” she exclaims, pointing to behind the Troll.
The troll simply shrugs. “If there was something there I’d have heard it.”
Oh he’s good, she thinks to herself. Finally though, she sighs as she drops away the towel and the reason for her ruse reveals itself to the Troll. A half-hard and spectacularly large blue cock hanging on the hips of a very beautiful elf. He was certainly surprised to see it, yet he wasn’t running down the mountain from her.
“Ah, I see now. I can assure you, that doesn’t bother me.” he says to Arana as she dips into the water.
Sweet warmth at last, she sinks right into the spring until only her head is above the surface. Pouting a little as she looks to him again. “O-oh. That’s good then.” she replies softly, still a little embarrassed.
“Jah’lih, by the way.” he says as he stands up out of the water. His lower half that had mostly been unseen until now is now fully above the surface. He had stood to give her a greeting gesture common among the Zandalari, but had left his very impressive manhood dripping with the hot water, glistening in a masculine stance.
Arana sank deeper still, only her white luminous eyes above the water as she hid the blush she wore from the sight before her. “A-Arana.” she said it with her mouth under the water at first, but quickly corrected herself and cleared her throat to repeat it again for him.
Jah’lih had been with and met his fair share of submissive women in his time, she might have been the most dorky and submissive Kaldorei he’d ever met. And cute too, of course. He could tell she was attracted to him and that she was far too timid to make a move, so he would make the move for her.
Arana blinks as she watches him wade through the water towards her, glistening muscled thighs sweeping through the hot steaming spring with the thick muscle bouncing majestically between them. Jah’lih offers a hand to her, inviting her to stand up fully with him to her full height as he offers her a kind yet dominant smile.
The elf hesitates for a moment, but then takes his hand as he helps raise her out of the water. It rushes down over her body and curves until it’s dripping. With averted eyes, Arana looks shy and embarrassed standing at her full height with that large wet blue cock twitching eagerly at the sight of the troll.
He smiles again, looking her over with his one good eye as he speaks in that gruff Zandalari accent of his. “What are you lookin’ so shy about? A big beautiful woman like you doesn’t need to be shy.” he says smoothly, his three-pronged hands settling on her hips as he tugs her forward to be close. Intimately close. So close in fact that their light and dark blue cocks cross each other like lowered swords. She was big but he was bigger.
Arana’s heart was racing, Jah’lih was proving quite the stud and he seemed to have her figured out. A passionate evening with the handsome Zandalari lay ahead and she couldn’t wait to indulge both his and her desires.
Loving Confirmation
Az’s hormonal nature sows some self-image doubts. Yet her beloved wife Vic is quick to remind her why even when she’s heavy with their child, she’s still the most beautiful woman in her eyes.
So this is first for my art! In my 10+ years of making art I've never once featured a pregnant lady so it was certainly an interesting challenge to make it work! Learned a lot but I think I succeeded in making it look both romantic and sexy to appeal to most. Do let me know if I did!
Commissioned by: Maxyo
Vic stirred awake from the sound of creaking floorboards. Not an uncommon sound in a tavern of course, but they were close and coming from the pacing of someone in the room. It was only her and her wife so she turns her head to see what’s going on. Her eyes are filled by the pale and beautiful half naked form of her lover, heavy with their child yet her face wore an expression of concern and a hint of sadness as she looked herself over in a tall mirror.
“Everything alright, love?” Vic asked from her armchair that she had seemingly fallen asleep in. They’d been traveling for a few days after all.
“I feel so… huge and a little gross.” Az said just loud enough for her beloved to hear. “I get why we haven’t made love in a while, who’d even want to when I look like this?” she said rubbing that protruding belly of hers yet still protective of it. She was of course hormonal and easily made emotional at such a stage of her pregnancy. It was bound to happen.
“C’mere.” Vic said immediately, beckoning her wife over to the chair in which she lounged. The firm yet caring tone of her voice caused Az to indeed step away from the taunting of a mirror to head over to her beloved.
Vic settled her palms on the round belly in which her child grew at first, before sliding her hands around to rest on her wife’s hips. “You look as beautiful as you always have to me, Az. With all the traveling I just haven’t had the chance to show you is all. That’s on me.” she says, taking the blame for her lover’s current mind.
Az was speechless, and just as she began to verbally dismiss the idea that Vic had any blame in such a thing, her lover had already began undressing herself. “Vic it’s not-”
The real shock was when Vic’s large dusky cock sprung up between those toned thighs of hers, revealing as strong of an erection as she’d ever had. Perhaps even more so. It twitched and pulsed eagerly at the sight of her pregnant wife and a deep blush settled in on Az’s pale cheeks.
“O-oh my. You’re really not turned off by this?” she asked. A hot flush of excitement washing over the wife as she admired that impressive physique of Vic’s. Words weren’t needed though, actions were loud enough as she found herself relieved of the little clothing she wore before being lovingly tugged into Vic’s lap.
Aztharoth was awash with emotion and excitement as she straddled that large dusky cock of Viconia’s. As the thick dark crown slipped hungrily inside, she knew already she was foolish to have doubted the passion of her wife. She felt a relief fall over her as Vic’s strong hands gently cupped her swollen tummy from beneath, taking the weight of it safely into her own hands to give her wife some freedom from carrying it alone. The cock felt amazing but that relief from the belly weight was blissful in itself.
So comfortable after a night of passionate gentle sex was she, that Az fell asleep in Vic’s lap on the arm chair. Thee weight still supported by those loving hands the whole night to allow her a sound rest that she sorely needed.
Handmaiden Heaven
A normal night for The Baroness, Melody and Lauren. Her two loyal handmaidens and lovers. Not all who serve her do so on equal footing, these two beauties are her most loyal, favored and loved of all.
A normal night for The Baroness, Melody and Lauren. Her two loyal handmaidens and lovers. Not all who serve her do so on equal footing, these two beauties are her most loyal, favored and loved of all.
Melody carefully waved the brush across the pristine nails of the hand she very carefully held in her own palm, being absolutely precise in the application of the nail polish. It was important and thankfully it was something she had done countless times before for the woman she served. She didn’t do it so carefully for fear of punishment though, she did it carefully because she wanted her mistress to receive her perfect attention as she truly believed she deserved it.
“Ugh. That I should have to make an appearance at this damnable noble party and not even be able to bring my girls. It’s going to be dreadfully boring.” Penelope rolled her eyes, looking at herself in the mirror. Admiring her radiant beauty so very vainly and full of vanity for herself. She looked incredible and she knew it. Her eyes darted over to the reflection of Melody. “And what will you two be doing while I’m gone, hm?”
“Waiting for you to get back, mistress.” Melody replies with a kindly yet very sincere smile. Indeed they would be waiting, for without her both her handmaidens felt entirely useless. They were at her side at almost all times, ever ready to serve her with unwavering doting loyalty. Not just as handmaidens, but as her two personal lovers. They were no common rabble slaves that slept in cells in the dungeons like many others. No, they were elevated above them and in direct service within the inner circle of The Baroness herself. None were closer to her than them.
Penelope smiled at her, briefly turning the hand she was having the nails painted of over to give Melody a stroke under her chin. “Good girl. Ensure the two of you are ready for my return, I will not be spending any longer among those suited apes in Stormwind than I need to.” she announces, turning her hand over again to let Melody continue her task.
“Yes Mistress!” Melody said.
“Myeff Miffstreff!” Another voice said, lower down and muffled between the legs of the Baroness.
Lauren, her other handmaiden, had originally been helping Penelope pick some shoes to go with her outfit. That was until The Baroness had gripped the ponytail of her silver-white hair, pushed her fancy noble dress aside at the front and guided the girl’s face directly between her thighs.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Lauren.” Penelope said with a tug of her hair. For several minutes Penelope had been pressing her womanhood to those plush lips of her handmaiden, even hungrily gyrating her hips in a downward manner to push Lauren’s tongue deeper between her moistened lips. The handmaiden may have controlled her own tongue, but the mistress’ hand was leveraging that ponytail like a handlebar, guiding and dragging her head to where she wanted it to be.
“Mistress, won’t you be late to the event? We wouldn’t want you to be late because of us.” Melody asks as she works her way down the nail of another finger with the little brush.
“Mhm, that’s my plan. Never arrive early to an event, Melody-dear. All the real guests show up when they please. Besides, the later I show up the less time I have to spend there.” She says with a sideways look down at Melody with a wink and a smile.
Melody blushes a little from the wink and the sage advice from a woman who simply oozed an aura of cool and confidence. She didn’t know how she did it, the raven haired handmaiden would spend hours fussing about something she had to attend, unable to relax even the night before. That was just how her mind worked, she guessed.
More time passed and at last her nails were done, expertly so. Penelope inspects them over with a firm nod of approval before turning to her handmaidens who stood at attention behind her. Melody was eager to see what she thought, before a beaming smile filled her dark lips at the approving nod. Lauren meanwhile, had an aching jaw and exhausted tongue from the lengthy period of eating her mistress’s pussy. She’d not had a moment to clean up either, judging by the moistness on her nose, lips and chin from the deed. She looked happy though.
“Right darlings, I’m off to this bloody event. You two relax and enjoy yourselves. Come, give mistress a kiss now.” she says with a parting tone in her voice.
Melody and Lauren scamper over to the tall goddess of a woman, each one taking their turn to kiss their shared lover’s lips. They had the night off from their duties, yet both would be eagerly awaiting The Baroness’ return all the same.
Girlfriend Experience
Caelie invites Lori to the royal bath house in Uldum to share some one on one time in the waters. Eager to see how it would feel to be Lori's girlfriend, she requests Lori give her a sexy romantic good time.
Phew, just made it before the end of the month. ~Wipes off sweat~
This one was a real pleasure to make and I'm especially pleased with how the water and lighting turned out in it. Two of my regular commissioners together in the same image again, it was bound to happen! The story for this one is Caelie invites Lori to a bathhouse to experience what it would be like to be her girlfriend. So we doin' it romantic stylez (thats style with a z so its cooler.)
Commissioned by: @Alzu_Darkveil
Caelie hadn’t been entirely sure if Lori would accept her invitation to join her at the royal bath house in Uldum, especially since she knew Lori had a girlfriend. Yet Lori did indeed show up as she said she would.
“You’re sure it’s okay that you’re here?” Caelie asks. “I don’t wish to cause problems.”
“Caelie, I love my girlfriend very much and we have a very open relationship.” Lori assures her, wading through the water towards the smaller Elf. “Besides, I don’t recall you being so shy when you had my cock between your lips in the vault infirmary.” she says with a cheeky grin.
Caelie couldn’t take her eyes off her, Lori was an impressive woman. A tall and muscular warden who looked absolutely stunning. And it was especially hard to ignore the base of her impressive cock as it peeked above the water line attached to those mighty hips. The smaller elf hadn’t even realized she had been backing up with each mighty step forward Lori took, but she soon realized when she felt the bump of a bath house pillar behind her.
Lori placed a hand on the pillar, resting her forearm against it just above Caelie’s head as she leaned in close to her. “Well, you got me all to yourself Caelie. What do you think we should do now?” the pink-skinned elf says with a smirk. Looming over the smaller elf with a clear dominant presence. She knew what Caelie wanted but she wanted to hear her say it.
Caelie blushed, biting her bottom lip a little as her eyes cast downward at the fat pink cock with it’s length was still hidden below the surface of the water. It was even crowned with a gold ring around the base. Lori was doing some ogling of the goods too, her eyes were looking down that tight, slim and curvy form of Caelie’s with even less subtlety than she was.
“If I was Val, how would you take me?” Caelie asks with a smile of her own.
Lori chuckles at that. Before her palm slips down over Caelie’s rear and down the back of her thigh. She grabs it, lifting her leg up on one side and then doing the same with the other leg until Caelie’s entirely lifted out of the water, her back pressed against the pillar she had bumped into.
Caelie wraps her arms around Lori’s neck, holding on to those tight firm shoulder muscles as she feels the taller Elf hold her by her ass. Caelie didn’t have nearly enough ass to be Val of course, those soft caked up cheeks didn’t quite spill over the edges of Lori’s palms and fingers like her beloved girlfriend’s did, but it was still a very nice ass to hold onto all the same as she closed in between her legs.
Lori’s cock had woken up now too, and as she presses it against Caelie’s eager nethers she smirks at her. “The girlfriend experience, eh? You got it.”
Caelie didn’t know it yet, but it took quite a woman. One of Val’s particular skill to be able to handle an Elf lover like Lori everyday. She asked for the girlfriend experience though, so she’d let her know just how that felt.
Beach Bum
Val's summer vacation gets rudely interrupted by Gara'ha who decides to meddle her way back into the unlucky elf's backdoor some beam bum fun! There's no escaping Orcs for the unlucky druid!
Oof sorry for the long break between releases! The War Within came out and I've been enjoying playing the game again (if you can believe that!) Catching up on my comms queue right now then I'd like to do some fun TWW themed content too.
After all, Val's got a bountiful delve and it's worth exploring hm? Gara sure thinks so.
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Val blinks as a pair of dusky brown feet appear in front of her, she lifts her sunglasses and peers up at the source to settle her white luminous eyes on a familiar face indeed, a look of disbelief dawns over her pale features at the sight. A Mag'har Orc looming over her, arms folded and as equally naked as the beautiful Druid. She was smirking down at her with the smuggest of expressions, her large brown cock twitching at the view of the sunbathing elf.
"Well hello again my chubby bunny elf. I don't think I've seen you since... The Dragon Isles?" she says with a shit-eating grin - she remembered it of course, she had spent three days fucking and musking' up a stank of sex inside that small tent in the Ohn'ahran Plains with Val. It was a fond memory indeed. "I might not have spotted you on this beach if not for that fat ass of yours popping out of the sand." she chuckles deviously as she admires the very plump ass indeed.
"You again? How do we keep crossing paths!?" Val groans out, cursing the sheer lack of luck to run into this Orc yet again. "You know your little stunt in the plains got me captured by Gnolls. It was two weeks before adventurers freed me from being their breeding matron!" she says with a pout of disapproval.
Val protests a little more than she needs to about the Gnoll situation. She hadn't entirely hated it as she let on but she wasn't about to let this damned thorn of an Orc know that.
"Heh, my bad. But hey! You don't look any worse for wear out here sunbathing. And besides..." Gara quickly steps over and gets down onto her knees behind Val, she moves pretty quick for a big muscular Orc of her size. She very quickly has her impressive dusky cock slapped against and hotdogging Val's rear. "Ooo yeah it's way fatter. Look at the size of it!" she says, slapping Val's chubby round rump.
Val squirms a bit, but with Gara kneeling and pinning on the back of her legs she's not going anywhere. "It's not fat! Get off me you brute!" she says in protest and no small amount of denial.
"I'd say cut back on the buns, Val. But I love this look for you~" Gara growls approvingly, her fat brown cock poking and prodding up against Val's inviting backdoor with eager intent. Then like she's been invited, she plunges it deeply inside that familiar and welcoming ass right down to the base in a single thrust. Enjoying the jiggle of that elven rump from the momentum of her motion. "Nngff... still so easy to fuck yet so tight still!" she moans in a husky voice.
Val lets out a moan of her own, perhaps unexpectedly from the deed of being plunged into so suddenly. She balls up handfulls of sand as she feels the Orc invade her as she had many times before. "Ah! F-...rick!" she cries out. "Curse you, Orc! I'm on vacation!" she protests.
Gara begins to aggressively pump her muscular hips, shoving everything she's got into Val's snug hole and throwing caution to the wind. It was the famous Orcmeat elf after all, she was an expert on being fucked by huge Orcs!
"Hey I'm on vacation too. Right now I'm exploring your fat rump, chubby bunny!" Gara chuckled mischievously again, swatting her palm across the rear and leaving a few marks on it in the process.
Val sighed, with an eye roll and an audible groan at the Orc's terrible joke.
It seemed her vacation had been cut short.
Spear of Elune
As a Spear of Elune, Loriandra is blessed with a sacred duty to help the Kaldorei society recover from times of great loss and war. With the blessing of Elune that her and others like her carry, she takes to sacred breeding pools to do her part.
Lori is back and this time she's solo! They gave me a lovely pose to use for this piece and I just had to take it and add my own flair and set building to it. I think you'll agree that Lori looks delicious both in her semi and full mast versions eh!
Commissioned by: Loriandra
Loriandra is one of many Kaldorei women blessed from birth with the beauty of a Kaldorei female yet carrying the male appendage between their legs. Their society considers this mix a blessing directly from Elune and titles such individuals as 'Spears of Elune'.
Tasked with replenishing the population of Kaldorei society following moments of great loss or war in addition to their normal lives, it is not uncommon for the Spears of Elune to lay with countless women of their people and father many children. Especially as they're well known for their extreme virility compared to the men of their kind.
Following the tragedy of Teldrassil, Lori is called up to attend the breeding halls. A sacred place where she will lay with countless Kaldorei women in the sacred blessed waters of life giving. A candle is lit for every new soul born from the breeding halls and Lori has contributed many new candles in her duty~
Ecstasy of Gold
Caelie’s beauty can only be afforded by the most wealthy of folk willing to shower her in gold to get between those legs. You might even need to have the endless wealth of a Zandalari Merchant Lord to bed such a beauty~
Another release for you as I experiment with a couple of new techniques and stuff for my art. Do let me know if you like how my last two images have looked~
Commissioned by: Rakez
Caelie's arms squeezed around the pillow beneath her head as she braced against the eager thrusts of the Zandalari Merchant Lord behind her. Her beauty had entranced him, pushed him to offer more and more amounts of gold to have her to himself.
"What ya' gonna do with all that coin then, sweet gal?" Rah'go asked with an approving growl to his voice, he slowed his thrusts as his three prong palms squeezed the wonderful ass cheeks of the Elven beauty beneath him. His slow yet still very deep thrusts were to allow her the breath in her lungs to reply to his intrigue.
"Not sure, I guess that will be part of the fun of spending it." she says with a smile, her blue eye flicking to the corner of her turned head to look back at him.
"Mhm. Ya sure I can't convince ya' to give this up n' come be ma' wife? Ya'd live like a Zandalari princess. Wantin' for nothin’. You’d just have to get used to havin’ me inside ya every day.” Rah’go said with a chuckle, his thick dusky blue digits sinking into the flesh of her hips and rump, kneading them in a circular fashion as that fat elven rump amused him endlessly.
”Sorry Rah’go, I’m just not the kind of girl one can tie down for long.” She playfully replied, arching her back inward giving him plenty to admire from his perspective. It was better this way anyway, he might grow bored of her if he could have her whenever he wanted. This way made her able to dictate when she was bedded by him and certainly not without paying a small fortune every time he wanted his mitts on her.
“Ya highly addictive, you know, gal? Like the most dangerous of drugs. Ya know how to keep ‘em coming back for more.” the Zandalari Merchant Lord admitted with an approving shake of his head. He rolled that thick thumb of his against her back entrance with one hand while sprinkling several gold coins over the bed and the elf herself with the other. It was an entirely indulgent and shameless scene of paid sex with a high class whore and gross wealth use.
By the time the morning rolled in, the bed was covered in gold coins and the air of the room was thick with moisture of repeat and elongated all night fucking in the temperate climate of Zandalar.
It was an ecstasy of gold.
Costa Del Cation
On the beaches of Zuldazar, Valnoressa soaks up the sun on that beautiful thick body of hers as she enjoys the Zandalari heat. ts just sun, sea, sand and being naked for the young druid.
This is a special image as it was never meant to be seen by anyone but one person. Knightlord kindly and very generously helped me get my new pc to replace my ten year old one earlier this year and one of the special things about it was that he’d get an exclusive, signed pin-up of Val just for himself and also has the project file which is something I never give to anyone. So while you lot will never see the signed version, you can appreciate the art I made for him!
Thanks Knight <3
On the beaches of Zuldazar, Valnoressa soaks up the sun on that beautiful thick body of hers as she enjoys the Zandalari heat and does absolutely nothing. She thinks she’s earned a little vacation and a chance to be part of nature in a place she’s rarely been. Its just sun, sea, sand and being naked for the young druid.
A perfect summer.
The Warden's Birthday
In all her ten thousand years, Aethera has never enjoyed three beautiful femboys at the same time. Something Zozu ratifies when he invites his good friends Ri'lael and Saran to join him in celebrating her b-day!
A few releases still coming including a couple of commissions! But I hope you’ll enjoy a triple threat of my most beautiful boi characters with the mighty Aethera. In all her ten thousand years, Aethera has never enjoyed three beautiful femboys at the same time. Something Zozu ratifies when he invites his good friends Ri'lael and Saran to join him in celebrating the Kaldorei MILF's birthday!
Even a stoic woman like Aethera couldn't help but visibly smile as she found herself the center of attention of three beautiful feminine boys. She wasn't quite sure how she'd lucked into this particular arrangement but she certainly wasn't complaining. She'd always held a fondness for beautiful boys, it was inexplicable to her really, they were just so delicate and cute that they made for fun bedfellows in spite of their shortcomings.
She reached her right arm backwards to grope the rear of the very spirited Elf boy behind her. He wasn't endowed enough to actually penetrate the large rear of the tall amazon-esque Elf woman he humped eagerly from behind. Saran was his name, he was one of Zozu's friends along with the Troll boy Ri'lael.
Saran's arms were wrapped around the strong midriff of Aethera as his little hips humped so very quickly at the firm yet full asscheeks of the Warden, his cock sandwiched between the mounds providing him the pleasure he sought even if he wasn't actually penetrating. Everytime he began to slow down or tucker out, Aethera would give him a firm smack on the rear and peer down at him as his head popped out from around her side with a dominant expectant gaze - it always worked, it sent those hips humping like a rabbit again.
Her eyes then flicked to the blue-skinned troll boy, Ri'lael, who seemed obsessed with her matronly chest. The lad had barely parted those lips from her tits since meeting her. He was a delicate thing, a little shy and clearly not used to the company of a strong woman. Or any woman for that matter. He hung on Aethera's every word too, mezmerized by her strong aura. She didn't know it yet, but she's awaken to him suckling her breast the following morning.
Then her gaze turned to Zozu, her beloved boyfriend and servant. Seemingly the only Orc and Male permitted daily access to the Vault of the Wardens for his role. His face was buried up between those tits, looking lovingly up at her as his little cock penetrated her pussy from the front. He too was humping away like a horny pup, unable to really please the woman he was with but still so doting and eager to try.
She silently enjoyed the amusement of the boy's chatting as they doted on her.
"How'd you score such a milf girlfriend, Zozu!" Saran, inquired as bluntly as ever.
"I guess I'm just lucky. She's so pretty isn't she? And strong! Don't you think so Ri'lael?" he asked, beaming happily up at her.
"Mmffnngfff~" Ri'lael replied, a mouthful of Elf tit in his mouth.
A very happy birthday awaited Aethera, and the day was only getting started.