Isran the Great

Isran was definitely going to lose. The three other women moved away from her, sitting around her body on the bed as Adrianna climbed over her lap. She gulped nervously, already feeling her pleasure rising at the sight of the zebra girl hovering over her cock.

To be able to position her pussy lips at the head of Isran’s cock, Adrianna had to stand and bend slightly.

“What happens if you cum first?” Isran panted lightly.

She heard laughter from Adrianna and the other women in the room with her.

“What?” Isran mumbled.

“She’s not coming first Isran.” Elysi smiled down at the woman lying supine beneath her. “Focus on holding out for as long as you can.”

“How long?” Isran whispered, shivers traveling up her spine as Adrianna rubbed her cock head against her pussy. The zebra girl was wet and the sensations were driving Isran insane.

“I don’t think she’s going to last.” The elf giggled. Isran’s eyes floated to her, her head already getting foggy.

Isran should’ve known better than to think Adrianna was going to ease her way over her cock. It was a contest after all, winners were those who always had tricks up their sleeves.

Once her head was safely nestled in Adrianna’s tight heat, the zebra girl dropped onto her cock. Isran’s brain short-circuited and her hips rose far into the air, Adrianna’s hands quickly found purchase on the human woman’s abs.

Isran’s vision went white as she shot ropes of cum into Adrianna’s gripping heat. Every muscle in her body had clenched as her orgasm hit her, and they remained that way till she relaxed. Slowly lowering herself onto the bed.

“Wow...” Isran’s vision slowly returned as the after-effects of her orgasm subsided.

“Th—that was cheating...” Isran panted blinking at a blurry Adrianna.

The zebra girl didn’t answer, a few seconds later Isran’s vision cleared and she saw why. The zebra girl had clenched her fists over her abs, her eyes closed and her shoulders bunched up, Isran could feel her pussy fluttering around her cock.

Looking at the frozen woman Isran thought about her predicament, she had already lost the competition, and with Adrianna lost on her dick she could at least take advantage of the beautiful whores around her.

Isran sat up and grabbed the zebra girl’s waist, the smaller woman’s eyes cracked open, she looked dazed beyond belief.

“What are yo—ohhhhh.”

Isran bucked her hips as much as she could, Adrianna’s mouth hung open and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Isran hated how much shorter the other woman was in comparison to her, she wanted to suck on her beautiful breasts.

She decided instead to pull lightly on one of Adrianna’s nipples, her hips moving in an irregular rhythm as she approached her second orgasm.

“Fuck.. fuck...fuck...fuc—“

Each word followed her thrusts, Adrianna’s pussy gripping her cock and their combined juices leaking out. Adrianna came first, her orgasm wracking her body with shivers and her pussy tightening almost painfully around Isran’s dick.

In the middle of Adrianna’s orgasm Isran came, she leaned down slightly, groaning as her hips strained and her lower belly clenched.

“Wow...” Isran vaguely recognized the voice of the human woman whispering.

She started to feel a bit too overstimulated, her pleasure turning into not-so-fun pain. Lifting Adrianna off her cock was harder than the zebra woman dropping onto her cock.

Her cock had seemingly expanded slightly after coming and Adrianna’s slutty hole held onto it so tight, the only thing that helped them separate was their fluids. Adrianna, recovering slightly from her intense orgasm, shivered once she was fully removed from Isran’s cock.

The taller woman sat her down beside her thighs and laid back down, draping her hand over her eyes.

“Adrianna?” Isran could hear the smile in Elysi’s voice. “Are you ok?”

“Fu—fuck.” The zebra girl mumbled back.

Isran heard other things being said but they didn’t register as the fatigue of the day sunk into her bones. Her dick lowered as her brain began to shut off, slowly succumbing to sleep.

...

Isran was embarrassed about falling asleep the night before, Elysi assured her that it was nothing to be embarrassed about and that she herself slept shortly after Isran did but Isran didn’t believe her. She felt like the sheep girl was just trying to be nice.

“What do you want to do today?” Elysi was tying the strings to her very skimpy dress.

Isran wondered if the sheep girl was preparing for a day of work, she was a whore after all. It felt weird thinking that, it clearly wasn’t derogatory, whore was not only Elysi’s class but her profession. She did feel a bit miffed at the idea of Elysi fucking other people, but she barely knew the woman, she had no right to restrict the sheep woman from doing her job.

“I want to get better at fighting, find a teacher or something.”

Elysi hummed and fluffed out her hair. “I have to work today but I’ll get Desmarcus to take you to the Adventurer’s Hall.”

Isran felt her shoulders sag a bit, she had been hoping she could spend more time with her sexy sheep girl—no. Elysi didn’t belong to her.

It wasn’t very hard to locate Desmarcus, the burly orc was carrying a passed-out dwarf out of the building.

Elysi explained to him that Isran was a bit unknowing of things and would need help to get back and dropped a few coins into the tall man’s hand.

Desmarcus was a completely silent man, he answered with grunts and nods and his steps were almost as quiet as himself. Isran didn’t care much about him, apart from a small fascination that he was an orc she felt no inclination to even engage in conversation with him.

The adventure’s hall was not a building like Isran had imagined, it was a large open space fenced off and littered with people of all shapes and sizes. Most carried weapons and some were actively fighting. Watching a gnome vanish and appear behind the elf she was fighting gave Isran slight pause.

She stuck close to Desmarcus, the filled space slowly starting to feel like she was suffocating. If Desmarcus noticed that she had gotten closer to him he didn’t say anything, he did slow down his pace and peeked down at her more often than before.

They didn’t walk too far before they found a greying gnome behind a desk, there were two guards beside him, keeping sparring people away.

“Ah Desmarcus, how can I help you today?”

The orc grunted and pointed at Isran.

The gnome stroked his beard slowly with a hum. “What are you here for kid?”

Isran was glad her throat didn’t close up when she started to speak. “A trainer.”

The gnome nodded. “Hmmm, they are booked today... but I do have one available for tomorrow. You come here bright and early and I’ll have you meet her.”

Isran nodded thankfully. “I will.”

As Desmarcus turned around she did as well. The gnome yelled after them. “Come prepared, she doesn’t like people who don’t carry their gear.”

Isran blushed and moved closer to Desmarcus, she would remember that.