“Yes, let us not waste any time – night is approaching!” The busty blonde nods in agreement with your suggestion. “Oh!” She exclaims a moment later. “How rude of me! I did not introduce myself, did I.” She gives you an apologetic smile. “My name is Evelyn. May I know who you are, young man?” Once the – rather late - introductions are out of the way the two of you are finally ready to go. “Alright, lead the way.” Evelyn looks at you hopefully and waits.
Joshua starts walking back in the direction he had come from towards where he remembered the hill being, keeping his pace slow so that Evelyn can keep up. "I know you said you don't want to talk about why you're looking for this place right now," he says conversationally, "but did it really require coming out here all alone? You look like you have the coin to be able to recruit a bodyguard or two."
Yura had to agree it made sense to try something on before buying. She gave a bit of a “hrm” stepping towards Stephanie, tilting her head downward slightly, to examine the sorceress. “I think we are about the same bust size, though I’m taller.” Comparing the rough sizes of it was a bit of an issue, but she took the purple dress and headed toward the changing room. The first sounds were that of her armor pieces coming off, so she could properly undress only for the sounds of foreign cursing to follow and reach the ears of the two younger girls. She had managed to get the lower half on, but was left fumbling with the cover for her bust having little idea how this was supposed to work. She was a warrior and older than them so it killed her inside a little to ask. “It’s embarrassing, but I can’t seem to figure this top strap out. Would one of you mind helping?”
“I...” Evelyn starts, but immediately pauses, visibly hesitating what to say. “Well, let's just say it is an embarrassing issue that brings me here. If you really want to know I will tell you when we set up camp – but first you have to swear not to tell anyone. For now all I will say is that I want to keep the number of people who know about it to a minimum – that's why I decided not to bring anyone with me. I admit I am starting to regret that decision, but it's too late to change it.” The busty blonde explains as she follows you, her boobs bouncing in a rather distracting way as she walks.
“I'll be happy to help!” “Of course, miss, always happy to help!” You hear Stephanie and Mary say at the same time, both of them sounding rather eager for some reason. “Um... the room is too small for all three of us, so which one of us would you like to help you, miss?” Mary asks a few moments later.
"O-Only if you feel comfortable sharing or you really feel I need to know when the time comes," Joshua replies, finding it harder and harder to maintain eye contact the longer they talk and the more... perkily her body moves. He looks away suddenly, seemingly to pay more attention to the path so he does not stumble over something. "I-if you'd like... I could tell you some of the reason for my journey at that time as well. An exchange of secrets. Maybe. Mine may not be as secretive as yours but you might find it interesting. Perhaps."
“I'd love that.” Evelyn agrees as she walks behind you. “I admit I am a little curious why a handsome young man like you is here, in the middle of nowhere. You are literally the only person I have seen since I left the inn behind.” “Is that the hill you were talking about?” Evelyn asks a few minutes later as the hill you are leading her to comes into view, though it is still some distance away. “You're right, it is big. I... might need a little help climbing it, endurance is not one of my strengths.” She admits. Looking at her you see small drops of sweat on her forehead, but apart from that she seems fine. When the two of you finally reach the hill Evelyn takes your hand and holds it with both of her own, as if that would somehow give her strength. “Alright, here we are. Lead the way, Josh.” She gives you a warm smile, her large breasts rising with each breath she takes.
Joshua tries not to blush... too hard, at Evelyn's compliment. "Yes, that's the one," he replies to her question, "And sure, I can help." He does not expect that help to involve such enthusiastic hand holding though, and his cheeks turn red once more. His gaze darts between where her warm, soft hands wrap around his, her heaving chest, and her smiling face. He barely manages a nod before turning his eyes towards the hill, making sure his grip on her hands is firm as well before he starts navigating the slope towards the top. "Just step firmly but carefully," he warns, "don't want to slip on a patch of mud or a rabbit hole."
"It'd be more comfortable with someone I know better. Stephanie, if you don't mind." She was a little surprised at how willing they were to jump on the problem, but she wasn't going to say no. She wrapped an arm over herself for some cover, though the size of her chest wasn't possible to completely obscure. the changing room mirror was small, but enough for her to get a proper look at herself. She had put on a bit of weight since motherhood. Still physically fit and all of it seemed to have went to making her body more voluptuous. But the tones of muscle were also visible, as well as some faint scaring from wounds so old that she couldn't even remember them. Not heavy enough that it really tarnished her soft skin that badly, but noticeable. Her other arm went above her head to pull at the knot that kept her hair in a ponytail to allow it to flow freely, placing it aside for now. It would be more practical to cut her hair short and kill the risk of it getting in the way of battle, but she never could quite bring herself to be willing to actually cut it. It left her waiting in the changing room, half naked and looking like a exotic prize that could only be dreamed of in these lands.
The climb up the hill takes a while, as several times you are forced to go around large stones that happen to be on your path, but eventually the two of you reach the top. You are mostly fine, if a bit tired. Evelyn seems to be doing fine as well for the most part, even if she is panting a bit and sweat can be seen glistening on the parts of her large breasts not covered by her dress. “Alright... here we are... let's see if we can figure out where to go next...” The busty blonde takes the old map out of her backpack and stands next to you. The two of you start looking at it and comparing it to the surrounding area. It takes a while, but eventually you manage to connect one of the landmarks you can see – three large rocks, each similar in shape to the tip of a spear - with one of the spots marked on the map. “There, see those rocks in the distance, on top of that hill?” You ask as you point at the rocks in question. “I think it's the same group of rocks marked on the map here, just a little different due to age.” “You're right!” Evelyn exclaims, visibly excited, after she takes a long look at the rocks in question. “If that is the same rock formation, then... let me see...” She starts looking at the map and her expression gradually falls. “If that is the same spot, then we know which way to go, but... we won't be able to cover the distance to the pond today, unless we decide to travel at night, and that seems like a very bad idea. I guess we'll have to leave finding the pond for tomorrow.” The blonde sighs in disappointment, then puts the map away and looks at you. “Well then, shall we look for a place to camp for the night? It's almost sunset anyway.” She says and points down to a spot between the hill you are on and two of the surrounding hills. “I think that is a good spot for a camp – the hills will keep us hidden from the view of anyone following the road, and will also shield us from the wind. At least I think so. But if you have a better idea – I'll be happy to hear it.”
A moment later the curtain opens and Stephanie steps inside the small changing room, closing the curtain behind her. “Oh, wow, you are a real exotic beauty, aren't you,” the sorceress comments as she examines you for a few moments, “now let's see... it's not the type of clothing I usually wear, but... I believe this type of dress is best put on from the top, with you pulling it down until it covers your body. Let me help you.” She says as she makes you remove the dress and holds it, waiting. You notice that she seems to have trouble keeping her eyes on your face and not staring at other parts of you.
Joshua hums thoughtfully as he looks at the spot in question (glad for a valley to examine that isn't the prominent cleavage of his companion) and nods his head. "I think it will be good," he says, "but if you're worried about being spotted we should probably make the fire near that overhang of rocks. It'll absorb and redirect the smoke so what does go up into the sky will be a lot harder to spot. The clinging smell of soot will keep a lot of the wilder animals away too." An odd, unexpected wave of embarrassment hits him as he looks over Evelyn's expensive looking attire and adds, "I don't have a tent though, so unless you have your own I hope you're alright with that dress getting a little.. dirtier."
“Please. I’m practically old enough to be your mother.” Her lips still turned upwards, partially amused by her comments. Pulling down the bottom half of the dress was considerably easier, but she couldn’t keep herself covered at the same time. A little cautious, she bent forward, as her hands came down to her waist to start removing the cloth. From the mirror, the sorcceress could see the light colouration of her nipples, and as Yura worked off her lower half, the image of a surprisingly soft and squeezable rear came into view. The older woman, bare naked in front of the younger, was quick about taking the dress, but didn’t put it on just yet, an oddly amused looking smile on her face. “Maybe this was your plan all along.” While joking with the suggestion, her brain had to pause for a second to seriously wonder as she took the other dress.
Beatrice moans with pleasure as she is measured by three busty women. 'That is life!' She thinks to herself. She pulls Lisa's and Sara's heads, forcing them to kiss. As she watched to maids making out, enjoying the view, it didn't take her long to reach her own orgasm. She squirted, splattering her juices all over Aniel's mouth. After a moment, she collected herself and changed the arrangement of the ladies that were accompanying her. The maids and Beatrice, all had strap-ons put on. Sara lied on the bed, facing up, on her Aniel, facing up and then, Lisa, facing down. The two maids, easily slid their 'cocks' into elf's wanting holes, while Beatrice knelt above their heads. "Well, you said that you would like to taste my cock..." the MILF singsonged as she pulled elf's head back and slowly slid her strap-on into the wanting blond's mouth. The tool filled woman's mouth and throat, making it little harder for the blond to breath. Not really caring for her comfort, Beatrice started moving in tandem with maids' thrusts, fucking the elf woman. Beatrice wondered just how many climaxes the elf would have before the woman would pass out...
“Yes, that seems like a good idea. I doubt anyone will bother us, but why take the chance.” Evelyn agrees as the two of you head towards the spot you suggested, the busty blonde holding your hand again even though going down the hill is much easier than climbing up. “I do have a tent, as you will see soon enough. As for my dress, you don't need to worry – it has a minor enchantment that cleans it of dirt, mud and grime. Anything else will require washing it, though.” When you reach the place Evelyn puts down her backpack and takes out what looks like a miniature tent, small enough to fit in her hand. She puts it on the ground and touches it at a few spots, then pulls away. As you watch in amazement the small tent grows into a real one, big enough for both of you. “I'm honestly not sure how this works – whether it is some sort of very advanced illusion, or if it brings a real tent, or even if it somehow creates a brand new tent. But it is expensive and single-use. I have three more such tents – after that... well, let's hope we'll be done by then.” She explains. “And yes, bedrolls are included. Food, however, is not. I have some dried meat and bread, if you want. Anything else you'll need to cook yourself – cooking is... not one of my strengths.”She admits, looking a little embarrassed. Then her expression turns serious. “Also, whether now or when we find the pond, I will have to tell you the reason why I am here. I want you to swear that you will keep it to yourself and not tell anyone else.”
“I like older women,” Stephanie blurts out, then blushes in embarrassment as her mind catches up with her mouth “and older men, too, as long as they are not too similar to my father.” She adds as she watches you strip, her eyes practically glued to your butt. She looks like she wants to touch it, but is hesitating, probably worried about the way you would react. “And it wasn't my plan – I'm improvising...” She admits, her blush deepening.
Aniel moans in wanton pleasure as she gets fucked by three women at once. Over the next hour she cums five times before finally falling unconscious. “Your guest seems to have passed out, mistress,” Lisa comments as she continues to slowly fuck the elf, “what should we do now? Do you want us to do you next?” She asks. “Or do you want to fuck us instead?” Sara adds. Looking at the two maids you notice that their faces are red with arousal and their nipples erect. It occurs to you that neither of them has cum yet.
“And how well that’s worked out for you.” Yura wasn’t sure of her exact opinion on the young sorceress. “I don’t mind you looking, though I don’t think to much about other women..but there have been assignments that required doing lot’s of things in the past.” She took the new dress and began to pull it down to take a look at herself.
“Well, I got to see you naked, so I'd say it has worked out well enough so far...” Stephanie comments as she watches you put on the skimpy dress. Once you manage to put it on you look yourself in the mirror and see that the purple dress really does not leave much to the imagination: It covers your nipples, pussy and butt, but it leaves your back, most of your breasts, some of your toned stomach, and – thanks to slits on the sides – your legs all the way up to the middle of your thighs exposed. You can be certain that most people who see you wearing this dress won't be looking at your face. As you are turning around to check yourself from all directions you spot something from the corner of your eye. Checking it out you see Mary's face, the rest of her hidden by the curtain. It seems at some point she pulled the curtain aside enough to stick her head inside the small room. Realizing that she has been spotted the young blonde blushes. “The dress looks great on you, miss.” You notice that she has trouble keeping her gaze on your face.
Beatrice hmms... "Well, tell me, which one of you, would like her ass screwed, and which one her pussy?" she asked with a cheer.
