That Makes More of Us (WoW Jaina x Thrall x Aggra x Anduin polycule story) (Excerpt - Beach Tryst)

Without even thinking, Jaina leaned forward to kiss him on his lips and her heart pounded in her chest when Thrall readily met her kiss. His thumb brushed her cheek as they melted into each other, their lips pressed each other as she moaned softly into his mouth. 

Pulling back, she panted, her cheeks red and flushed. She could already feel the stirrings of arousal in her loins. The raw masculinity exuded by the former warchief stole her breath and made her feel like a lovesick virgin all over again, even if this was not the first time she had been with him in this manner. 

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, biting her lip. 

He cocked his head at her. “For what?”

“Aggra…”

“It’s alright, Jaina,” he interrupted. “She gave her permission. Insistently, in fact.”

The lord-admiral gaped. “I…I don’t know what to say, I…” she was at a loss for words for several moments before shaking her head with a laugh. “I need to find new ways to thank that wife of yours for her generosity.”

Thrall chuckled. “Knowing my Aggra, I am sure she will come up with something. Besides, I know she had her eye on Anduin tonight, for what it’s worth.”

Jaina gulped, feeling even more turned on by the thought of that strong, beautiful copper-skinned mag’har orcess riding her darling “nephew” raw. She hoped the young king would be up to the challenge. 

She brushed her hand over Thrall’s crotch and her eyes widened from the immensity of the erection threatening to split open his trousers. “Light…” Jaina gasped. “You are so stiff already, Thrall!”

He smiled, his thick green fingers deftly removing her cloak, his eyes hungrily drinking in the sight of her creamy skin and her cleavage. “You have that effect on me, Lady Proudmoore.” He craned his neck down and whispered into her ear, “it took all my willpower not to bend you over, pull aside your undergarments and mate you right in the middle of Southshore for all to see.”

Jaina let out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding in. She had not the slightest inclination to protest when the orc lifted her skirt slightly, slipping his fingers beneath it. His thick fingers slid past her purple silk panties, his pointer finger tenderly rubbing her smooth-shaven sex. 

The archmage let out a pleasured whimper, gyrating and grinding herself against his hand. “Oh Thrall…this is so salacious, to do this out here.”

“Does that not make it more fun?” He slipped his thick pointer finger inside her gently, drawing a soft moan from her that filled the night air. 

Jaina could not summon anymore words to her lips. She clutched onto Thrall’s strong green forearm, not to dislodge him but to hold on for support as his finger curled in and out of her tight cunt, making her toes curl as it did. Moans spilled from her lips that she covered up by clapping a hand to her mouth, the lewd schlicking sound filling the air as he wetly fingered her. The former warchief smiled, the beautiful human’s whimpers and moans sounding like music to his ears. His thick pointer finger was soon coated in a liberal sheen of her clear natural lubrication as he pumped the digit in and out of her needy sex. 

She reached down and her hand made contact with the considerable bulge in his trousers. Her eyes opened widely and she stared down at the large tent, licking her lips. “Thrall…t- take it out,” Jaina whispered shakily even as his finger continued a nice stroking rhythm in and out of her love tunnel. 

Thrall grinned knowingly. With one hand currently occupied attending to her, he used the other hand to unbutton himself. When his thick green pillar of orc dickflesh sprung out, Jaina felt herself grow even more moist. “Light…I don’t think I will ever grow used to seeing it,” Jaina whispered with bated breath. She reached a dainty hand over and wrapped her fingers around the green meatstick. Or at least she attempted to. Her fingers could barely encompass his girth as it throbbed against her palm. 

She gave his shaft a firm stroke from head to base and she heard him suck in a breath and felt a shudder run through his towering muscular body. Upon her hand reaching the base of his cock, Jaina cooed at the surprise she felt there. “You shaved it?” she asked, her voice dripping with lust. Where last time there had been a patch of black pubis there, she now felt smooth, warm skin. 

Thrall paused his fingering of her cunt for a moment to nod with a smile. “Aggra’s idea. She believed you would like it.”

Jaina laughed. “I do believe your wife concerns herself far too much with the best manner in which you can fuck me. Though I am not at all complaining.” She leaned her head forward and let a strand of spit fall from her mouth onto the head of Thrall’s fat dark green member. With this additional lubrication, stroked his shaft, hearing deep moans in his throat and his muscles flexing. The usually-composed orc seemed more sensitive than usual that night, from what she could tell. “Has Aggra prepared any other surprises for me?”

“Well…” Thrall grunted, looking down at the sexy human lord-admiral using her thumb to dab at his dark green cockhead and smear his precum all around it. “You should know that she has not touched me in days. Deliberately. And she has strictly prevented me from touching myself.”

Jaina gulped, her wits beginning to fail her from the lustful implications of what he was telling her. “Why?”

His fingers dug into the soft earth beneath him as her hand kept tenderly stroking his shaft. He still continued to push his pointer finger in and out of her tight human pussy, as if they were waging a battle against each other to determine who could outdo each other with foreplay. “She wanted my…balls full tonight. For you.”

She couldn’t take much more of what he was telling her. If her orc adonis didn’t push his gargantuan pussy-pleaser inside her soon, she felt like she was going to explode. “A- and where exactly did Aggra intend you to empty them?” she queried breathily.

His gaze locked on hers again as he stared hungrily back at her. “Must I really say it?”

Jaina yanked her hand back from Thrall’s prick, a thin, sticky strand of precum connecting her fingers to his cocktip as she did. He looked at her questioningly, before he saw her reclined herself back on the sand behind her, using her own cloak as something of a blanket beneath her. She winked at him, her eyes alight with fiery passion as she flipped up her skirt, spread her milky legs open and used her thumb and forefinger to peel her panties aside. With two fingers of her other hand, she parted the petals of her labia and unveiled her inner pinkness to him. His green cock was at full mast now and pointing right at her. 

“It just occurred to me that anybody could happen upon us at any moment,” she said, looking past the sand dunes partially concealing them and in the direction of Southshore town. “So I don’t think we have time for much foreplay, wouldn’t you agree?” Jaina asked, biting her lip seductively. 

Catching her meaning, Thrall shuffled on his knees between her spread-open legs. His lust for the most beautiful human woman he’d ever laid eyes on was driving him wild, and he was just as impatient as she was to get to the main event. Taking a gentle hold of both of her ankles and placing her legs on his shoulders, he slapped his green meat down onto her juicy pink cunt in a way that made her gasp, rubbing himself up and down her slit several times. 

“No teasing, Thrall,” Jaina mewled pitifully. “Fill me, please!”

He could not refuse such a plea, and if Aggra were present, she would have already admonished him for not impaling her tight feminine sheath already. Thrall settled the plump green head of his wrist-thick bludgeon against her sex hole. He held her gaze, gave the Lord-Admiral of Kul’tiras the faintest hint of a wink before his burly body gave a single shove forward. 

Jaina had done her best to keep her voice down so as not to draw attention. But when Thrall’s cock punched its way inside her tight pussy, she could not prevent herself from letting out a single wail of bliss into the night sky.