A new day for The Outriders (dnd ttrpg PM Siobhan before joining to see if she can handle another)

Tiyak closed his eyes and let his other senses take in the experience for a moment. The two moved around his body like a rustle of autumn leaves, caressing and tickling and sometimes lightly clawing at his taught frame. One was shorter with more curves, they smelled of cinnamon and something else sweet from his youth that he couldn’t quite place. She was soft and inviting, pressing her larger more supple breasts into his chest and dragging them down over his cock before taking him fully into her mouth. Her lips were plump and soft, and he opened his eyes to meet hers as she sucked and stroked him gently as the other bit and nibbled behind him, also watching her performance while exploring with her hands.

The other was stronger and more athletic. “A warrior” he thought. The contours and chiselled shades of her body rivalled his own and she was more aggressive than the other. She smelled of cloves and blackroot, her short cropped hair was the colour of autumn leaves. She bit and roughly groped at him, taking the occasional nipple between her teeth and digging her nails into the meatier parts of his shoulders and thighs, eventually assisting the other by reaching underneath him and grasping his shaft tightly, trapping the blood in his cock as she helped force it into the wet and eager mouth of the other.

Eventually they lead him to a small bed of smooth river stones and cool thick moss. Cinnamon was quick to mount his face as he watched her heaving breasts bound above him. As her nipples hardened he watched as she began to stroke and pull at her own breasts while his tongue explored the sweet nectar of her clit. Glistening milky streams flowed from her nipples and down her belly, merging with the already gushing cascade of her essence splashing on his neck and chest.

Meanwhile, Clove mounted his hard cock, clawing and biting at his pecs. She rode him fast and hard, letting his hands feel her tight body. Her pert and firm breasts with puffy nipples, pierced with delicate barbs. His cock filled her completely and at times it felt as if she were suspended in air, never fully being able to come to rest fully on his hips. She screamed in a wild and primal release as he twisted and pulled at the barbs. She too began to tremble as her body spasmed and contracted, gripping his cock to the hilt.

He couldn’t hold off any longer. “I’m going to cum soon” he warned. The two hurriedly moved around in front of him spreading their beautiful arrays in front of him. The warrior held the other in her lap kissing and biting as she had done with him previously. Their flowers stacked neatly atop one another, he thrust deeply and equally into both. Eventually, he all but roared in his release. He came hard into Clove as she tightened her pelvic grip, devouring his seed as he pulled his mushroom tipped cock from her with an audible pop, before plunging it into Cinnamon, joining the two with streams of milky white. She two came again with a veritable waterfall of her dewy and sweet orgasm.

The pool beneath them soaked into the ground of the mossy stone bed, the breeze and sway of the forest glen seemed to quiver and shake along with them , and Tiyak was suddenly aware of their full audience…. This was going to be a long… long… night.
 
Trilan moaned when she pulled him in. That was one of the things that turned him on the most, when his partner made it very fucking clear what she wanted. And, he gave it to her. His tongue played along her lips and around her clit, getting a little closer every time he wanted more of her yummy juices. Only when he had eaten his fill did he stand to his feet and line his cock up with her dripping slit. "Tell me you want it, Ingrid. Tell me how much you want me to fill you up with my thick cock."
 
Ingrid slipped her hand down, using her fingers to replace Trilan's skilled tongue. She pulled of Nuada's cock and looked back with lust in her eyes "I want you to fuck me, little man" she grinned at the incongruity of trilan, who had to be 70 lbs soaking wet, with his enormous cock that seemed half the size he was. She spread her legs a bit, letting him watch her finger slip into the slick passage of her sex, then out again, circling her clit "Fill me up with that big fucking cock of yours. It's been soooo long" she moaned out the "so" and then turned, sucking Nuada's balls again, then taking him deep into her mouth, starting to fuck him in earnest with her lips. She sealed them around his shaft, looking up at him, holding his gaze as she slid her mouth down, then dragged it back up. Her cheeks sucked in to make her mouth tight like her pussy. She stroked the base of his shaft, working it in time with her mouth as she sucked his magnificent cock. All the while her pleasantly round ass swayed to and fro, trying to entice Trilan to bury himself in her. She moaned around Nuada's cock, loving this, the feel of being between them. It was the sluttiest thing she'd done in her young life, and she found it to her taste. Maybe being the only woman in a group of ten was to her liking. She wanted to beg Trilan again, but was too busy dragging her soft lips up and down Nuada's shaft.
 
Tiyak was not wrong. It was to be a long night. As the first paid slipped away, a second took their place "let us give you our strength as you give us yours" they whispered, their voices the rustle of leaves. A kiss and strength flooded his frame, his cock tumescent again with his now aching need and magically full balls. A soft hand wrapped around his shaft as two sets of lips kissed along his neck. Four hands stroked his broad chest and the contours of his muscles. Sharp nails dragged now along his skin, some hands rough where others were soft. One dryad straddled his face, settling in against his mouth. She was strangely earthy in flavor, but the slickness of her sex against his tongue was undeniable. Her moan was a tremor in the earth and her surprisingly strong hand drew his face up against her.

At the same time, the other straddled his hips and sank onto his cock. Her own pleasured cry mingled with her fellow dryad, and her hips churned, fucking him without preamble or further foreplay. Her ass clenched as she rocked along his cock, her body swallowing his magnificent member over and over again as she rode him. Nails rough as bark now scratched his skin as she gave into her passion, driving her body up and down, taking him in deep as she rode. As Tiyak looked up he could see the tree above him subtly shift, the leaves greener, the branches straighter. He could feel some of his essence flowing into the grove, strengthening it, but not without receiving the strength of the grove in return. Seconds dragged on to minutes as his skilled tongue pleased the one and his mighty cock the other. The second cried out in her release, and he could see blossoms appear on the tree even as he emptied into her. He felt strangely hollow and yet buoyed by some mystical force, a deeper connection with nature than even he already had.
 
Nuada's smile was beatific. The feeling of her mouth and tounge around his cock was magnificent. The group leader on her knees about to be fucked as she sucked on his cock. "You suck cock better than most tavern girls" his eyes locked on hers. He pushed on the back of her head pressing more cock into her mouth. Kept pushing till her nose touched his body. Held it there for a few seconds then released.
 
Trilan leaned forward, hands gripping Ingrid by the ass to hold himself up. "Yes, ma'am," he said in a crisp, low, voice. Then, he slipped the head of his cock inside her. "Oh, Rucínu's bush that's good!" He took a moment to just wrap his little arms as far around her ass as he could, hugging her backside with his short, little arms while his cock slowly pushed further into her cunt. "I regret not getting to know you better earlier, Ingrid. You feel magnificent!" He eventually recovered himself and started rocking back and forth. His rhythm was slow and steady at first, and he tried for a few seconds to reach her clit with his fingers before giving up and slapping her across both cheeks. Then, once he felt like she was warmed up enough, he started thrusting harder, his hips clapping against the backs of her thighs.
 
NuadaNuada watched as Trilan built up the pace "Go on you bad bad man" he laughed
 
Ingrid rocked a bit as Trilan clapped her cheeks. her ass bounced pleasantly with each hard impact of his hips, the sound of it mingling with her moans and Nuada's words. She kept her eyes on the elf, swirling her tongue around the mushroom head of his cock , then plunged down, taking him all in for a moment, swallowing over and over again to avoid gagging before pulling back up. she tugged at his head with her lips, watching his face, jerking him with her hand and stroking him into her mouth as she sucked him. She pushed back as best she could against Trilan as he took her, but was somewhat restricted as she had to keep Nuada's dick in her mouth. Her body was warm, soft and welcoming for Trilan's cock. Her slick passage easily took his thick cock, and with each deep thrust she gave a satisfied groan, feeling the head push across her spot, hitting her just right. She closed her eyes a moment, revelling in the sensation of getting pounded, stretched just right around him, then opened her eyes again and looked up at Nuada as she dipped, again taking him all the way, lips sealed around the base of his shaft before pulling up to suck at just the head.
 
Nuada's hips twitched as Ingrid's mouth worked on his cock. Watching her respond to the cock filling her pussy, coupled with the feeling of her moaning around his cock was amazing. "I can't wait to feel your hot wet cunt wrapped round my cock. I will have you ride me so I can give your tits the attention they deserve"
 
Trilan, knowing Nuada is there to spell him and being a bit pent-up, decides not to hold back. He grips Ingrid’s thigh with one hand, arm wrapped around it in a bear hug, and finally manages to reach her clit with the other, his arm sliding underneath her to let him rub in circles with his thumb. He tries to hold on long enough to make sure she has her climax first, but the absolute fucking bliss he feels as her pussy strokes his cock makes it hard to tell what else is going on. Either way, he can’t hold on forever and eventually he paints her insides with more spunk than such a small body should by all rights have been able to hold.
 
Ingrid squeezed Trilan, shuddering as her climax came a moment or two after his. Her hips stilled and her mouth stopped a moment, her body quivering a little as she felt it rock through her. She groaned, then started sucking Nuada in earnest, only missing a beat when she got off. her mouth plunged down, taking the elf deep again, and she started to roll her hips a little, teasing Trilan, gripping him again when she felt him twitching inside her. She pulled off Nuada's cock "you wanna fuck me then?"
 
Trilan sat back, sliding to the side of the pair of them. “You’re gonna want to say yes to that, Friend. It’s an experience not to be missed. She’s quite a woman.” He took several deep breaths and leaned back on his elbows, his cock dribbling the last of his spendings on the floor between his legs. He’d watch while her recovered.
 
Nuada moved to kneel in front of Ingrid. "Yes" one hand started to stroke her cheek as the other moved between her legs to find and start to tease her clit. His eyes locked on hers he started to mix in tweaks and pinches with the teasing of her clit. He move his face closer and close till his lips were almost touching hers, head slightly tilted , his ears picking up the change in her heart rate as he worked on her clit.
 
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After the misunderstanding with the dryads that could easily have turned hostile, Tamrick found himself held in uncertainty over what to do. The others had gone down to the bathhouse. At first, he had thought the group had returned merely to inspect the place and further consider repairs and upgrades that would be needed, but the faint sounds he had heard drifting out and across the grounds suggested something else entirely. Tamrick had tensed to hear the excited moans and gasps drifting on the air. Years of dogma and browbeating by the elders of his temple had instilled in him a certain hesitancy and fear of lust, of carnal delight, of simple pleasure.

Tamrick felt a stirring as he listened to the noises drifting on the air. He felt at once curious and excited but also more than a little guilty to be an unintended voyeur listening in as he was.

He folded his arms, his jaw set as he grimaced and looked out across the fields to the grove of trees where Tiyak was helping to gain favor and re-establish truce with the dryads of the groves. From the sounds he could hear from that direction, he was not finding the work at all unpleasant.

Tamrick shook his head. He was glad for the Outriders. After so much hardship, after suffering so much and being forced to endure weeks trudging south on poorly maintained roads, he reflected that the band deserved to find comfort by whatever means fate saw fit to provide them. His temple would no doubt disapprove of what was transpiring across the plantation, but the elders were not here to chastise him. More importantly, hadn't he declared himself a cleric in search of something new to dedicate himself to?

As the others unwound and sought the delights of the flesh, Tamrick decided to take on the task of watching over the plantation. Just because the dryads had been appeased did not mean all caution should be abandoned.

Yes, the best he could do for the outriders right now was to guard their backs, to make sure no troubles disrupted the delights and pleasures they sought. To hear the moans, groans and growls of delight on the air, Tamrick reflected that he could not be part of any order againt hat forbade an act that seemed and sounded so natural, an act that bonded folk and brought them together in blissful delight. Delight that he realised he wanted for himself too.

With these thoughts in mind,he kept watch and prayed to the universe, inviting any gods who were listening to give him sign that they saw him, that they wanted him.He wanted to have a place in the great cosmic dance once more.
 
Ingrid pushed closer, kissing the elf, and wrapping her arms around him. She pressed her curvy body in against his spare frame, nails dragging softly along his back. Her tongue teased along his and her legs spread of their own volition, giving him access to her, letting him toy with her body. Her eyes closed, and her hands moved a little more urgently along his back as he stroked her just right, working her up again, getting her ready for another round. She broke the kiss and pressed her face in against his neck, kissing, biting at the hollow of his throat, grinding slowly against him as best she could.
 
As Tamrick reflected on the sounds fo fucking in both directions, he heard the approach of horses from below. Two men, dressed in the garb of the local constabulary approached. They wore scimitars but no armor, and their heads were turbaned but without a helm. They seemed relaxed in their posture, and when they saw the half-elf they raised their hands in friendly greeting. Reining in the horses, they proceeded to dismount.

The one managed a perfunctory bow, but the other clearly was disinterested in politeness with foreigners. Still, they had scrolls in hand and they gestured toward a nearby pavillion. There they unfurled a few scrolls, and in halting common explained that these were applications to join the troubleshooter's guild. They repeated the magistrate's urging that the group join, as it would allow them to formally operate on behalf of governmental figures. The entrance fee was a pittance, a gold a person, and there was a yearly fee of 10 gold per person. Additionally, work referred through the guild required a ten percent commission to be paid out of the funds collected by the guild and disbursed to the members.

"Having a guild badge will allow you to act on the magistrate's warrant, and while the city is not in his jurisdiction" they gestured towards the City where the magistrate believed the cult to be headquartered "His writ will be respected."
 
Nuada's fingers left Ingrid's clit and slid into her warm , wet pussy, he hooked his fingers and started to work hard on her gspot. He shivered as he felt her hard nipples pressing into his chest and growled as she bit him. His other hand traced lightly across her back before moving up to trace and tease the back of her neck. The teasing on the back her neck in contrast to the fast movements of his fingers. His fingers felt the tightening of her pussy and the growing moisture as her juices mixed with Trilan's seed flowed freely.
 
Ingrid pushed the elf onto his back and straddled him. She sank onto his cock and arched, looking down at his face as she started to roll her hips. She looked over at Trilan, who had gone quiet, then cupped her breasts and toyed with them, largely for the elf's benefit. She grinned down at him, the steady roll of her hips taking his cock in deep then her body nearly slid off only to engulf it again. She squeezed him in her legs, moaning softly as she fucked herself on his long cock. Her hips moved subtly faster, and her moans grew in intensity as she felt the head of his cock rub her just right. Reaching down, she toyed with herself rubbing her clit in circles, adding to her stimulation. nostrils flared, drinking in more air as her body moved faster and faster, rocking along his shaft until finally they reached completion, her body tugging at his cock as ripples of orgasm flooded her body.
 
Nuada drank in the sight as Ingrid rode him hard. He grinned back at her , matching her pace. Human lived such a short time but fuck did they burn brightly, the heat from her pussy spread down his cock and filled his body. His hand on her hips , panting in time with her breathing. The heat , the sensation of her tight ,wet, pussy milking his cock was fantastic, as she came the sensations drove him over edge, his cock grew iron hard and he came hard , pumping hot thick streams of cum into her pussy, eyes defocused as his entire focus was the his cock as it filled her. Silence for a second then a throaty chuckle and he looked at the Trilan - "you were not wrong"
He looked up at Ingrid "That was fucking awesome, you horny , smart and very cute " he winked very lewdly and ran his eyes over her body "yes very fucking cute"
 
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Trilan caught his breath and walked over to stand next to Ingrid. “Very fucking cute, indeed,” he agreed, reaching out to gently cup one of Ingrid’s heaving tits. “Don’t you think so, Beauty? I want to hear you say how lovely you are…”
 
Nuada's hands left Ingrid's hips. On moved down to start to tease her clit, the other moved up to on of her nipples and started to tease the pink bud. "Out there your the captain" his head motioned to the door, "but right here , right now your just as fucking horny and cock hungry as we are to feed you all the cock you want"
 
Pressing back against Trilan, Ingrid practically purred "I feel quite fucking lovely at the moment, thank you" She tangled her fingers in his hair and tugged at the roots, then turned to kiss him. Her lips pulled at his and her body arched a little as Nuada toyed with her. She gently extricated herself, then laughed "I'm not captain." she stood, then slipped back into the bath. "I'm just going to keep the house." she closed her eyes and relaxed, biting her lip "I think I heard horses before. you should go see if Tamrick needs any help."

Tamrick was indeed swimming in paperwork at the time, filling out the voluminous forms to allow the others to be members of the troubleshooter's guild. A few hours later, things were situated and the company had eaten an excellent meal in town, minus the half-orc. The next morning, the constabulary took the group out to a thicket near the main road, where the barbarian had felt the fire the day before "They camp somewhere around here when they come into town. The fire is a signal. We almost caught them yesterday but they slipped away." The constables provided an initial payment of funds sufficient to keep the party in an inn and feed them for a week or so in the City, as well as a painting of the magistrate's son and descriptions of the others.

Ingrid was still with the group, and as the constables left she said "Tamrick is going to stay behind and investigate the potential heir. In the meantime while i was rummaging around in Vartan's things, I found some stuff that might be useful." She opened up a bag and pulled out a battered hat, a dagger, and a few potions "the hat and the dagger are magical. Don't know what they do, other than being magical so... Trilan I assume you have some way of figuring that out. The potions are labled as healing potions, which will come in useful for you without Tamrick along for the ride. The constables mentioned you might be able to pick up another troubleshooter guild member if you check in at the guildhouse in the City. Also, see if Greta checked in with the mercenary guild."

Greta was her cousin, a half-elf bard. She had been an infiltrator in the doomed siege, and nobody was sure if she'd made it out or not. They'd left messages for her to no response. "I'd... kind of like to know either way if she made it."
 
Nuada scanned his purse "we will see what is available at the guild house, fingers crossed there is a healer and will see what can be found about Greta. Is there anything else you want picking up" he put his guild papers into his pouch and went to saddle up.
 
Trilan finds the time in their preparations to cast an identifying spell on the hat and dagger. He tells Nyada and Tiyak about them and assumes that he’s the best choice to don the Hat of Wizardry.

He was going to miss having Tamrick around, but hopefully they’d be reunited soon. Regardless, he felt prepared with Nuada and Tiyak around. He quickly gathered his things for the road and showed up, ready to head out
 
The ride into the city was long, but uneventful. About 20 miles away through meandering hills it took the better part of the day. As dusk fell, the sky was streaked with crimson and purple, and the sandstone walls of the city glowed with the fading sun. The trio were able to enter the city before the closing of the gate, and were immediately met with a cacophony of sights and smells. Thick in the air, of course, was the smell of pressed humanity. Overpowering that in the marketplace was the smell of heavily spiced lamb and goat. Merchants hawked their wares in an attempt to make final sales, wine stalls were being erected to begin the early evening business. Everywhere was the hustle and bustle of the collected people of Akpazar. Humans mostly, with genasi mixed in here and there. The odd trio stood out as foreigners and without a human they saw some looks, however they were able to easily ask about for the troubleshooters lodge, and when presenting their badges smiles became friendlier. Clearly they had to some extent "bought in" to the local mores and were rewarded for it.

Soon enough they were ensconced in overstuffed chairs, sipping the strong local coffee and nibbling on baklava. The local guild officials were happy to talk to them about their mission in the City, as well as offering to check with the mercenaries after the location of Greta if at all possible. A bit of coffee became a meal, lamb, vegetables and pita with a date wine. After the meal, the recognizable form of Greta appeared, somewhat battered but alive. Her close cropped blond hair revealed the tips of her ears betraying the half-elven heritage that was usually concealed in some sort of disguise. Where Ingrid was solid, she was more lithe, nimble in body and quick of wit. With her was a comely Gnome, whom she introduced as someone she met in her travels and a good sort to know. The two women sat and Greta asked after Ingrid, then after their mission.
 
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