“Well, no reason t’ give the wrong impression!” Barbarian stood, quickly dropping her furs and strapping to the ground. The dark-skinned Barbarian stood nude before them, her massive muscles framing her equally massive breasts. Besides her wild, unshaven crotch, her body was specked and crossed with scars and tattoos. As she sat and resumed her meal, now entirely naked, Rogue nodded in her direction.
“Thank you,” He said. Barbarian smiled back at him, winking.
“Like whatcha see?” She asked.
“Your body is very beautiful,” He replied, casual and easygoing.
“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Fighter mumbled, rolling her eyes. She startled with shock when Wizard stood, pulling her robe top over her head. The pale young woman dropped her robe top and unfastened her skirt, revealing her tiny, pale breasts and clean shaven vulva. Her clear, porcelain skin seemed to glow in the bright sunlight. Like Barbarian, she simply sat down and resumed her meal.
Fighter was at a loss for words. She gaped quietly at Wizard, her brain misfiring.
“What?” Wizard looked at Fighter quizzically, “I’m being polite.”
“I appreciate your shows of etiquette,” Rogue spoke, his voice as calm and clear as ever, “However, I do not wish anyone to be uncomfortable for my sake. I am aware that the traditions of our lands are different.”
“Ah’m never more comfy’n me birthday suit,” Barbarian explained, licking spices from her fingers with a smile.
Wizard smiled at Rogue. “I’ve visited your lands. It’s how I’m aware of your culture. I grew accustomed to it,” She smiled, and Rogue nodded in appreciation.
“You are very kind friends.” He said.
Ranger’s eyes darted about the clearing, her face flushing and her head filling with confused, bisexual angst. Normally calm and collected, the very aroused woman struggled to be the model leader.
“I, uh, suppose, uh, if it’s in the sake of, you know, of making everyone feel welcome, I’ll uh, well, me too, right?” She said.
Their stoic leader removed her clothing in a formulaic pattern, unfastening the leather strap which held her quiver, and setting aside her scabbard and sword belt. After losing her breeches, the toned, mature woman was showing off her tight, flat stomach. The normally olive-skinned Ranger blushed, turning her cheeks the same ruddy brown color as her nipples.
Soon, the noon meal was finished. The party continued to laze around the fire, chatting and making small talk. Everyone was happy and comfortable, except the grumpy and still fully clothed Fighter, who frowned persistently. As the group regained energy, the food and the sunlight improved their moods, and finally, even Rogue seemed to smile at one of Barbarian’s jokes. The big woman couldn’t control herself any longer.
“Ah know Ah’m being forward with ye, lad, but you’re round ‘bout the most handsome young man Ah’ve ever seen. Would you fancy a quick fuck? We can ‘ed to the river, to keep our fair Fighter from faintin’.”
Wizard gasped, and Ranger raised her eyebrows in surprise. Rogue was entirely unfazed.
“Madam, I’ve noticed your body as much as you’ve noticed mine. I would enjoy that greatly,” he replied.
Before Fighter had time to register an indignant complaint, Ranger’s pent-up nerves burst through her dam of decency.
“Threesome?” She asked quickly, “I mean, if, like, if there’s room for one more,” She clarified nervously. Though she spoke with a sheepish smile, she quickly made a serious face, attempting to maintain her facade of the cool, collected leader.
“Aye! I’ve wanted yer tits in me mouth from the moment ye popped’em out!” Barbarian shouted. With an uncharacteristic subtlety, she deferred to her soon-to-be coital partner.
“Ah mean, if it’s fair to ye, elf.”
“Both of you have my full consent. Indeed, there’s no person here I would reject.” His answer was concise and accurate, subtly inviting the other two members of the party to the orgy.
Wizard spoke next, the petite woman eagerly accepting.
“If we can’t fight unified, maybe we can fuck unified.” She laughed. The rest of the party laughed with her, and even the stoic Rogue betrayed a slight grin.
They grew silent as all eyes fixed on Fighter. Still clad in her blood-smeared armor, the grumpy woman peered through slitted eyelids at the rest of the party. She took a deep breath.
“ Alright, fine,” Fighter conceded with an eye roll, “I am pretty horny.”
“AYE!” Barbarian cheered.
“Yay!” Wizard squeaked.
Fighter undressed herself, letting the metal plates of her armor crash to the ground, clanging loudly on the rock. Once free of her armor, she tossed aside her chainmail hauberk with a single motion, showing off her well-muscled body. Fighter’s abdomen was thoroughly defined, her breasts were nearly flat, and the muscles of her shoulders bulged almost as much as Barbarian’s. Though she was thin like Rogue, Fighter was not wiry – Her muscles showed her to be quite strong and bulky, a contrast to the lithe muscularity of the small elf male.
“‘Bout time!” Barbarian cried. She leapt across the fire, apparently having no fear of burning her sensitive bits on the tall flames, and scooped Rogue up in her arms. The thin man almost disappeared beneath her massive breasts and biceps. He happily accepted her tongue as she crammed his mouth full.
“Don’t hog!” Ranger objected, moving next to the two lovers.
“Aye, sorry, you go below,” Barbarian shifted Rogue in her arms, holding him in a bridal carry. With his legs spread, Ranger could lean over Barbarian’s arm and suck his cock. She slurped him happily, sucking the tip of his longer, thin penis and dragging her tongue across his testes.
While she cradled Rogue, Barbarian craned her head down to his, kissing him with an enthusiasm that bordered on violence. He happily accepted, wrapping one arm around her neck and fondling her big, round boobs with his free hand.
Fighter watched in disbelief as her adventuring party turned orgiastic. She almost couldn’t believe it as Ranger’s hand came up behind Barbarian’s ass, sliding into her crack, dragging up and down between the big woman’s muscled cheeks. Wizard’s hand on hers drew her attention.
“Where should we join?” Wizard asked, smiling up at Fighter. Fighter wasn’t sure how to respond, but turned back to face the threesome in front of them.
“‘We’?” She asked.
“Of course,” Wizard replied, “Let’s stay by each other,” She smiled. Fighter smiled too, and bent down to kiss her. The two women kissed affectionately for a moment, pressing their bodies together. When the kiss finally broke, Wizard tugged Fighter toward the orgy again.
“Let’s get in there! You pick a place. I’m with you,” She said.
“Oh. I pick? I suppose. I’ve always thought Barbarian had a nice ass. We could lick it,” Fighter suggested.
Wizard pulled Fighter over to where Barbarian stood. The tall woman still cradled Rogue like a lover, holding the elf’s legs slightly lower so Ranger could reach his cock and balls with her mouth.
Dropping to their knees behind Barbarian, Fighter and Wizard kissed once more. Wizard reached for Ranger’s wandering hand, removing it gently from Barbarian’s ass. Their leader didn’t object.