Val’s been long overdude a big ol’ tauren dicking for a while now. But there’s a twist, this is actually a cute tauren dicking between friends and fellow nature lovers. Had fun making the set and writing the story for this one, I hope you guys enjoy it!
It had been too long since Muata last laid eyes upon this beauty from the neighboring forest of Val’sharah, but the same need brought his buxom bodied friend through his lands once more.
For Muata the foxflower was a beauty of three acts. The flower itself was a precious sight and the adorable foxes of it’s namesake that lingered near beds of it were always a welcome sight. Yet most of all the freshly bloomed Foxflower meant that the kindly herbalist Valnoressa would soon be returning to him to collect what she could.
Their shared love of nature had brought them close over several seasons. For Val it had been a simple and short two day trip into Highmountain to collect herbs and catch up with a fellow green thumb. Yet in the passing of the seasons that two day trip grew into a week long stay with her friend and there was much more to be shared than expertise of herbs.
The sound of hefty grunts, pleasured cries and the dull squishy thump of roughly beaten flesh were what filled the small highmountain home. The air inside the tent was hot and muggy, not least of all because of the rampant interracial lust happening inside.
The reinforced double bed, made for the weight of two full-sized tauren served no such purpose anymore. It was broken clean in half and merely a pile of lumber with some sheets strewn among it.
”By the goddess, yes! Don’t stop, Muata!” The buxom Elf cried out, droplets of sweat trickling down her form as her hefty chest bounced upward with each thrust of the black bull behind her. Each time it bottomed all the way inside, her tummy took on the shape of the flared Tauren cock as it bulged it. A thing too large for an ordinary woman, but she was no ordinary woman.
Muata had no such designs to stopping anytime soon. Not until every last drop in those hefty dark balls of his had been splattered inside or over his dear friend and guest for the week. Truthfully there was little anyone could do when a Tauren was of a mind to breed. Val was very much at his mercy for as long as it lasted and she was positively delighted about it.
The bull lapped his tongue in an affectionate tauren-style kiss across Val’s face and lips, leaving sticky strands of saliva between the elf and his long wet tongue. Val even extended her own to meet his with equal eagerness, it was pretty difficult to kiss a Tauren after all and this was probably the closest either of them could get. The act was different but the intent was the same.
The black bull had all intent to breed, in spite of knowing that the collar would make it impossible. The heat of passion would push him to try all the same. It was simple in his mind after all – if it were his seed that took hold and bypassed the collar then she would surely stay with him and become his wife.
He lay the elf down upon the mat of his humble home, turning her over to face him. His large three pronged palms pushing her thighs up and back to hold her in place for a mating press. He took his mounting position above her and peered down eye to eye with the buxom elf.
“Forgive the discomfort I cause my friend. I must try and I must go deeper than ever before to do so.” He said softly, giving her another affectionate lick across the face.
Val nodded with a kindly smile, approving his intent. She knew full well that it was an attempt in vain, but a dear friend he had been to her for several seasons and she would not deny him the attempt to do the impossible. As her legs spread wider around his massive body and she felt that long shaft push deeper and deeper still inside her, she playfully whispered in the bull’s ear.
”Ash karath, Mellon~” She said in her native tongue, her words clearly spurring him to action as the small home filled once more with the sound of beaten flesh, pleasured cries and grunts. It would be a very active week for the good friends.