Chapter 1 - Sexposure

“And ‘ere I t’ought I’d never see joo ’gain” said a voice that dripped with honeyed teasing. “W’at ja shootin’ dis time, Waxdax?”

Waxdax froze when he heard the woman’s voice. The voice was like a feathery hiss that brushed against his large goblin ears. And it came with warm breathy huffs that felt like puffy scarves against his olive green flesh.

The voice reminded him of one spicy evening in Zandalar last summer. Lurid thoughts pushed to the forefront of his mind: camera flashes, the sweep of tongues over his body, the creak of a bedsprings, and the salacious smirk of a troll minx. And those thoughts sent shivers and tingles through his body that ran from his fingertips all the way down to the growing heat between his thighs.

Then he remembered her name. But how could he forget what had to have been the most pleasurable day he’d ever had during the past year?

“Nuvah?” Waxdax asked as he blinked. “Didn’t expect to see you out of Zandalar.”

The goblin tucked his camera beneath his arm. He then turned his head and parted his lips to speak. But Nuvah, a Zandalari guardswoman, cut him off with a fierce kiss crushed against his lips.

“Mmmmnghh” the goblin moaned into the kiss. He moved a hand to cup the nape of the troll’s neck. His fingers clenched to scratch her skin and brush her hair. While his other hand held onto the straps of his camera with a wavering grip.

The troll snickered as she drank that kiss. She seized the wrist that held his camera in place and pinned it closer against his body. The other hand was content with tiptoeing up and down his chest raining small tapping sensations to dance across his frame.

Waxdax lost sight of whatever it was he was meant to do. The photography job that sent him out to Stranglethorn was barely a concern for his lust-addled mind. It was all he could do to stay on his feet as he focused on the sweet taste of her lips. 

His ears burned with the wet shlick and slurp as their tongues lashed and twirled together. The goblin’s breaths became puffy gasps as drool rolled down his chin. Then his nose wiggled when he catches the scent of her fruity perfume.

Nuvah broke the kiss and held the goblin within her hands. A line of saliva stretched between their lips. And their cheeks were flushed with heat and nude desire.

“I ‘appened to be in te jungle,” said Nuvah, “and w’en I saw ja, I ‘ad to see if I ja remembered me.” 

She snickered and gave the goblin a searching look. She studied the way he coiffed his blue hair and the warm look in his scarlet eyes. The troll admired the way his loose explorer’s outfit hung on his strong but short frame. Then she licked her lips when she saw the bulge pushing against his trousers.

“Judging by dat tent ja ‘ave tere. I’d say Joo remember me well.”

Waxdax smirked and leaned further into the woman’s warmth. He rubbed his cheek against her breast, which was as soft as he remembered. With palm sized mounds that his cheekbone sank into. He nuzzled those breasts as one hand clapped down on her sides, then slid south until he had a handful of the troll’s pert rear.

“Yeah I do.” Waxdax admitted. “But I’m guessing you want to skip a catch-up dinner.”

Nuvah laughed and nudged the goblin back with a soft push. She then gestured to a nearby boulder with a large flat section that had a great view of the open ground where the goblin and troll stood. The canopy overlooked the boulder just enough to keep most of the Stranglethorn sunlight from getting in the way.

“I know joo are working. But if ja got time to spare. Set up te camera den get naked.”

Waxdax whirled on his heel and ran to the boulder. 

“I won’t be long! So just give me a minute!”

“Take all te time ja need. I’ll try and not start wit’out ja.”

Snap snap Shuffle

The goblin listened to whatever Nuvah was doing. He wanted to turn around and watch, as she shed the clothes off of her lithe runner’s frame. But the photographer was determined to do his part in capturing their exhibitionist play.

Shuffle. Brush. Shuffle.

He set the camera down atop the flat section of the boulder. He tied it down with leather straps and mechanical clips that pinched around the pointier edges of the gray sun-warmed stone. He then adjusted a few knobs, pushed a button here and there, then raised a lever from six to eight. The goblin finally checked the lenses, until he was satisfied, then set a timer to snap a photo every few minutes.

Brush. Shuffle. Shuffle.

“Alright!” Waxdax said in a bright sunny tone. He turned and reached for his topmost buttons then swept a tongue across his lips. “Now, since ya found me again. What did you have in…mind?”

His jaw dropped and his eyes went wide when he noticed Nuvah on her hands and knees. The troll had a wicked smile play across her sweet thin lips. Her tusks and lips were wet from where she licked them. And her hips swung in a sinuous side-to-side motion that emphasized the defined curves in her shapely seat.

“Wat I ‘ave in mind?” Nuvah hissed. “Well, joo did mention dinner. So why don’t ja skip da top and take off dose pants. I’m ‘ungry now!”

Waxdax’s chest heaved. An unearthly groan rushed out from somewhere deep inside. And his dick throbbed against his boxers Dozens of snappy thoughts and witty retorts came to mind. But all of them were shoved aside, when his eyes were entranced by the lust-addled gaze she held.

The goblin hummed then reached down and undid his trousers with a smacking pop. He then pinched the edge of his zipper, then pulled it down with a steady grinding whine. Then the man grabbed the waist of his trousers and boxers and threw them down to around his ankles. He then kicked them away as his dick sprang up and bobbed as if waving for the troll’s attention.

“Yessss” Nuvah hissed as she curled a beckoning finger. “Dat’s wat I remembered w’en I saw ja. Get over ‘ere and sit down. Right w’ere te camera can see ja.”

Waxdax snickered at the troll’s lustful tone.

“Gold damn woman.” he said as he grabbed his dick and stroked it as he sauntered closer. “Were you this demanding last year?”

“Maybe…” the troll said. “...doesn’t ‘elp dat I was just looking at te photos last night. ‘Ard to sleep in an unfamiliar bed until my fingers wore me out. But…”

“But…?” Waxdax said as he stopped in front of the woman and aimed his cock at her lips.

“But I tink joo can calm me down enough dat I’ll sleep just fine…IF I make it to a bed dat is.”

The goblin sat down and threw his legs out beneath the woman’s body. He gazed into her eyes as his palms pumped his throbbing, pulsing shaft.

“If it helps. I have a tent not far from here. Plenty of room if we get real close.”

“Den problem solved.” 

Nuvah leaned over the goblin’s lap. She lowered her gaze and stared at his crown with eyes that were hot with lust and an expression that was the mirror of unbridled need. She opened her mouth with a big wet “ahhhh” then waited as saliva dripped down over his tip and dribbled over his fingers then splashed over his heavy aching balls. She then lowered her head and wrapped her lips around his dick.

FOOM Flash

The camera flashed just as Nuvah swallowed the goblin’s pulsing dick. She hummed and slurpried around that shaft as she felt the pulsing tip slip past her tongue and back down her throat. She moaned and reached between two fingers between her thighs to pleasure her nether lips.

“GLRRK SHLRP MNGHHH SHLRUP”

Waxdax drowned in the sensations surrounding him. His eyes slammed shut, his body was hot enough to sweat, and he felt every twitch his stiff inches made as the woman worshiped his meat. He breathed deeply as she tasted every inch of him with her darting curious tongue. And his heart skipped a beat as she used the smooth sides of her tusks to add a rough sensation across his needy flesh.

“Ohhhh FUCK Nuvah~ Why the Hnnghh why the fuck don’t I visit ya more often.”

He reached up and hurriedly removed his top and tossed it somewhere over his shoulder.

Nuvah’s lips tightened around the goblin’s dick. Every bob of her head came with a wider grin. It felt as if she were invigorated with every splash of seed that touched her tongue or tumbled down her throat. Then she shuddered as she slobbered and slurped every rock-hard inch.

“GLORP SHHHLK GLORP GULP”

“OH fuck fuck FUUUCK.” The goblin said. “Fuuuuck~ I’m Nhghh trying to hold on~!”

Nuvah snickered at the goblin’s words, but she didn’t slow her pace. Her head bobbed up and down on his dick. She hissed around his shaft and swept her tongue around him in a sensual swirl as his masculine taste splattered inside her maw. The woman’s nostrils flared at the musky smell of spit and seed as she squeezed dollops of nut out of his tip, a prelude for what’s to come. And her body shook with delight as she rode her fingers as she worked to drain his cum-laden balls.

“Nu-Nuvah wait~” The goblin panted. “I’m Hnghhh seriously gonna–fuuuuUUUCK.”

FOOM Flash

The camera caught his hand as he reached for the back of the troll’s head. His trembling fingers closed around her hair holding it in as tight a fist as he could manage. He tried to pin her down so he could breathe even for a moment.. But the hungry woman would not be delayed.

Nuvah hissed and huffed and slapped her palms on Waxdax’s waist. She then hummed and hissed and bobbed her head as fiercely as she could. She felt her throat stretch around his throbbing girth and her eyes rolled back in exquisite pleasure.

He tried to hold his breath and mute his moans. But the woman’s skill was undeniable. And before long his eyes snapped open as caught sight of her hips wiggling a whorish dance from side to side with her soft seat rippling with a gentle water-like wobble. And combined with how she worshiped his horny dick, he had no hope of holding himself back.

FOOM Flash

The camera captured the goblin as he threw his head back and made a face of utter bliss and delight. His dick swelled as it unleashed a load of thick translucent white down the troll’s waiting gullet. Some of his seed had slipped loose and rolled down her cheek and hung like a pendulum over his lap. And her throat was in mid-bob as she drank the gift he gave her.

Waxdax panted as he caught himself falling backwards. His chest rose and fell as he rode the sensations his partner gave her. His body shone as the scant light that peeked through the canopy brushed against his sweaty flesh. And a sweet smelling breeze brushed against him until he felt his senses return.

“Oooh damn~ I really need to visit Zandalar more often.”

Nuvah raised her head until his dick slipped out of her mouth with a big wet pop. She watched the still hard member as it slapped down between his thighs.  The tip was slathered in drool, saliva, and semen, with thick lines of lust dripping along his every inch. The woman licked her lips and winked. She then spoke as much to the goblin’s cock as to its owner.

“I almost forgot ‘ow good ja tasted. But now, I tink I want to be proper glazed. Wat say joo?” She winked and looked into the goblin’s eyes. “Joo betta ‘ave enough for anudda round? Or I might just keep ja all for me until ja please me.”

The goblin had never moved faster in his life. The slutty sultry tone she used was like a potent drug that surged his limbs with power and lust. He shot up to his feet and slapped his dick across her nose with a wet thud. She then breathed in and took his masculine scent as he grabbed his length and smeared the lustful juices across her skin.

Then when he said “Smile and open wide for the camera”, she obeyed with a nasty whorish “Ahhhhh”.

FOOM Flash

The camera took a photo just as the goblin pushed himself down the woman’s waiting maw. His back was arched and one hand held the back of her head pinning her in place. The other was locked in a fingertight embrace with hers.

He groaned as he fucked her face. His lips spurted horny sighs with every other thrust. He watched her head bob as his lap crashed against her and the soft smack as his swinging nuts batted at her chin. Soaked cum spurted around her lips and slid down over her tusks, and dripped down on the soil beneath them. And all the while their scents combined to a sinful cocktail aroma.

“Hnghh N-Nuvah –GOoold Damn this is GooOOood”

Nuvah smiled and adjusted her throat to better receive him. Her eyes met his and gleamed with pleasure and mirth. She even twisted and rolled her head to meet his thrusts, so her tusks could apply pressure against his bulging veins.

“GLRCK GLORP SHLLLUP GLUUUP”

“I…” the goblin groaned “...can’t get enough of those sounds you make. Hnnghh  Take me Hnghh Mnghhh whenever ya want me.”

Nuvah smirked around his girth and she seemed brighter and happier then. It occurred to Waxdax, far far too late, that his offer was exactly what she wanted the entire time. But before he could correct himself or alter the deal, she reached up, pressed her fingers against his flat abs, then grabbed hold of his dick when she he popped out of her mouth.

The troll’s three fingers wrapped around his shaft. She pressed the weight of it against her palm. She then lowered herself until she was at eye level with his tip and pumped his meat in deep rapid motions.

“Dat’s right!” Nuvah hissed, her breath warm against his wet tip. “While I’m out ‘ere in te Vale, Ye’ll be pleasin’ me wenevah and ‘owevah I desire.” 

She leaned forward and pursed her lips. Then the woman kissed his tip and wiped off a bead of lust she noticed. She licked her lips and hummed at the flavor, then cast her glance back to the photographer's eyes.

“But I tink ja don’t mind one bit, do ja?”

It was hard to argue when a sexy troll was doing devious things to your dick. So Waxdax saw no other response but to nod his head and accept the offer. Though he knew deep inside, that she didn’t even need to ask. He truly had never forgotten the evenings they shared in Zandalar and he had craved another go, ever since he left.

And perhaps Nuvah knew as well. Because her smile and victorious snicker seemed sincere as she beat his cock into submission. And with that unspoken understanding shared between them, she was ready for him to cum.

She parted her lips, and showed off her tongue as a target for his lusts.  And he shivered as he was jerked off past the edge and finally allowed to cum for her. The sensation rivaled any other he had ever known. He could only breathe deep, pant hard, and praise Gold and Kezan for whatever had led him to that moment.

He felt himself on the cusp of release and shouted out loud enough to disturb the wildlife within meters of that clearing. He forced himself to watch Nuvah’s face as he succumbed to his lusts as rope after rope of cum splashed over the woman’s waiting lips, chin, and cheek.

She smiled as she drank what she landed inside her maw. Her skin tingled as his hot load ran down her flesh. She then gave a sultry look for the camera as the goblin reached down and brushed her hair back and out of her eyes.

FOOM Flash