In Rogor and Fusteg’s case, it was even worse. Not only did they grow up without a mother, but they had to fight each other even before they were born for what little space there was in their mother’s womb. The day they were born, they ruptured it from the inside and crawled out of it in their conjoined body, left to fend for themselves.
And how did they get all these scars? I would have never thought they could get hurt while wearing an armor made of tower shields tied together with rope. Yet even when they got hurt, they wouldn’t hesitate to charge headfirst into battle while I remained hidden and away from danger.
As I was immersed in my thoughts, the giants calmed down. Rogor’s eyes closed, and He fell asleep, while his brother remained alert and vigilant as always.
They had finished coating their body in the dragon’s blood. Now they just had to let it dry on their skin. No blade or spear in this world would have ever been able to pierce it anymore.
And that’s when I remembered: I was still a virgin. My hymen was still intact, and soon it would have become unbreakable.
The joys of sex, still unbeknownst to me, would have been lost for the many centuries I had yet to live.
I pressed two fingers against my hymen and pushed in with all my might, but with no luck. Was it normal? Had the dragon’s blood already dried up on my hymen? I didn’t know.
All I knew is that I needed a tool. Something sharp, such as my knife, which I had thrown haphazardly in the pool just a few minutes ago.
I dived in. I couldn’t see anything. Not my body, nor anything around it. Only red blood. I kept touching the rocky floor in search of my knife. My hands felt something I could grab, and I emerged.
What I was holding wasn’t my knife, it was the waterskin which Oocovrop had carved from a pumpkin.
I decided to try it anyway. Having to drink from something I had put in my pussy would have been a well-deserved payback for what Oocovrop did to me earlier.
I pushed it against my hymen. A few drops of blood joined the pool below.
I knew that pain. It was like being stung by a hornet. But I couldn’t stop. Something far more powerful than pain compelled me to continue. A rush of excitement, like the one I had felt countless times in battle, yet different.
My instincts were telling me I was vulnerable, but I knew no one could see what I was doing. The fear of being discovered only added to the tension. I had to get more comfortable to let my guard down.
I swam up to the wall and held my back against it, spreading my legs between two rocks just over the surface.
I didn’t mind the rocky texture on my thighs but I couldn’t see what I was doing and that was really distracting. I closed my eyes, letting my mind drift away.
I was no longer inside a cave, fucking myself with a pumpkin. I lied in an empty space, surrounded by darkness.
A being made of shadows, which towered over me, stepped in from the darkness and approached me with a grin on his face and a raging boner in his hand.
As his bulging cock penetrated me, I twirled my wrist, copying the movement of his hips.
No matter how hard I tried, his cock still felt like a pumpkin.
I came back to my senses with only one desire in mind: I would have tried a real cock.
I silently swam up to Fusteg, sneaking up on him from the back.
I opened my arms and hugged him, pressing my pointy nipples on his skin.
Startled, He turned around and stood up, almost tripping on me.
Stretching my arms, I held my palm against his chest until He had calmed down.
Using my finger, I wrote “I am Amelia” on his chest, slowly enough for him to “read” it with his touch.
Then I drew a heart on his belly button. He nodded.
We stood silently for the most awkward minute of my life.
My heart skipped a beat as I gazed upon by the giant twins’ penises, which were both thicker than my arm. I was awestruck.
Unable to see me, He didn’t dare to move, afraid as he was to crush me or hurt me.
I had to take the initiative.
I climbed his leg, rubbing my clit on his knee. It felt amazing.
One of the two dicks grew significantly bigger. I knew it was Fusteg’s. I reached out to it, yet my hands weren’t large enough to grip it properly.
On top of that I wasn’t tall enough to kiss him, even while He was sitting down.
I pinched his love handles, pulling the weight of my body upwards. Then I grabbed his chest and moved my foot on his penis to climb his body.
It was stiff enough to hold all my weight. I tried to balance on top of it, but it wasn’t solid footing.
Fusteg put his arm around my shoulder and stuck his tongue out. I no longer feared losing my balance.
Standing on my tiptoes, I opened my mouth wide, almost unhinging my jaw. I licked his chin and I let his tongue enter my mouth.
I repressed the urge to puke as I gagged on his tongue, which hit my uvula with each thrust.
I moved my feet back and forth, pulling his foreskin.
I stared deeply into his brown eyes, and felt as if He was staring back, even though I knew He couldn’t see me.
I couldn’t shake off the feeling I was being watched. I couldn’t help to look down.
Right below me, his cock was being stroked by my invisible feet. It seemed to have a life of its own. And how lively it was! I had to make it mine.
“Let me go” I wrote on his chest. His tongue retreated and I gasped for air.
I climbed down with my thighs spread apart and I wrapped them around his dick.
As I slid my pussy back and forth, it got wet with his precum.
My bush looked like a red leaf covered in dew.
That was too much to handle for him.
He grabbed his dick and pushed it against my asshole. I was terrified. There was no way it could enter my ass without breaking me. I was about to scream. I wasn’t worried about being discovered anymore.
Thankfully, He realized his mistake. He found the entrance of my pussy just by touch, and He gently put the tip inside.
But no matter how gentle He was, his dick was just too big. The walls of my pussy were stretched twice their size and I had him wait several minutes before moving his hips. My cunt was wrapped tightly around his shaft and my whole body became rigid, paralyzed with fear and excitement.
When I felt comfortable, I grabbed his dick at the base and pushed it further inside me, little by little.
As his cock penetrated me deeper and deeper, the pleasure grew more intense, but so did the pain. I sucked on his thumb just to keep my mouth shut, suffocating my moans.
When the tip of his cock hit my cervix, it wasn’t even a third of the way in.
As he reached the bottom, He began moving back and forth, hitting my womb like a battering ram on a castle’s door. His thrusts became longer and longer. His dick went all the way back to the entrance of my pussy then as far as it could go inside. He moved his hips slowly, synchronizing it with my heartbeat. Or was my heart beating to the rhythm of his pounding?
In his frenzy, He pulled out his dick completely, and a thunderous queef erupted from my cunt.
Rogor grunted and scratched his nose. His eyes opened wide and fixed on me. His cock grew twice its size. It was even bigger than his brother’s.
“There’s no way He found me out, right?” I thought.
I was wrong. He grabbed my neck tightly in his hand and grabbed his cock with the other.
Fusteg held my arms down with his hands and plunged his dick back in my pussy.
Rogor was looking for another opening. His glans was rubbing against my butthole.
He thrusted it in without warning, tearing my asshole apart.
My scream echoed throughout the whole cavern. The pain was so sudden I thought my tailbone was had sundered.
He couldn’t care less about my suffering. He ruthlessly thrusted hid dick back and forth inside my ass, which was gushing blood like a fountain.
My sharp ears felt something above my screams: the sound of footsteps and splashes closing in.
Oocovrop came charging in, galloping atop a white horse, wand in hand.
The giant’s stopped moving and I fell to the ground.
Oocovrop dismounted and approached me. Again, it changed its appearance into my own. But this time, it was accurate to the smallest detail.
The sight was mesmerizing for me. No elf can resist the lust he feels for his image. We elves are forbidden to bathe in the light, for all of us who had seen our image reflected in the water, drowned trying to make love with it.
Still shaking, I tried to stand using my arms. I was taken aback when I saw them. They were soaked in the dried dragon’s blood, completely visible.
As soon as I had managed to stand, I jumped at Oocovrop, pinning it down to the floor, and shoved my tongue inside its mouth.
Oocovrop spread its thighs apart and did the same to its pussy lips using its fingers. I copied its every movement and lowered my groin to meet its own, hugging its thighs with my legs. It looked like I was rubbing my cunt against a mirror, if that makes sense.
Fusteg, Rogor and Tamiel were standing around us in circle, each with his cock held tightly in his hand. Tamiel had abandoned his horse body and transformed into a small monkey and was jacking his tiny dick furiously. Neither of them could tell me and Oocovrop apart. Not wanting to have sex with Oocovrop by accident, all they could do was watch us.
While the fear of being found excited me, the certainty of being watched was even better.
I pushed my fingers inside my slit while rubbing my clit against Oocovrop’s. I had never done that before, but I was a natural. I came closer to climax with each movement.
Oocovrop whispered something which sounded like gibberish, and its hand became transparent, like that of a ghost. Its fingers passed through my belly button, without leaving any trace or scar, like my body was made of air.
Its fingertips became solid. I felt its digits right on my cervix, which they could have never reached by entering my pussy. I craved more.
Oocovrop rolled on top of me and tied me in a leglock, its pussy against my own. Its clit grew an inch, then two, then five, then ten, slowly penetrating me as it grew. It wasn’t a clit anymore. It was a giant cock.
Restrained in its leglock, I struggled to move my hips back and forth.
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