Bab 721: Work In Progress (2)

Despite Cici being the one who was getting swapped by Annie so that we could engage in this bit of degeneracy, the Bullkin was the one seducing me while the red haired Nymph spent her time flaunting her curves for Aethisia, but neither of us were complaining about this.

Again though, even as they did that, we were actually working and they were actually teaching me some useful tips and tricks on how to approach carving something this large; the difference between carving from a piece of wood this big and carving something out of the small blocks I had was rather immense, surprisingly enough.

And not in the way that I had initially thought.

"When you decided to start carving, funnily enough you chose the harder of the things to carve straight out of the gate. Technically speaking, carving from smaller blocks is far more difficult because any mistake made is fundamentally larger than if you make them on a larger block.

Any cracks of splinters ruin that piece, but on the larger you can smooth it over and cover the mistake, and fewer happen so long as you have a practiced, gentle hand. However, the reason everyone starts small is obvious; less material wasted if you mess up, and carving a large piece needs a real vision and above average skill to make work."

Annie walked around her wife and I as she marked off the part of the trunk that we were going to be using; we decided that this ten to twelve foot tall trunk would do best split directly in half, and so she marked out where it needed to be cut before asking Aethisia to come over and chop it for us.

"So what we're about to do is practice on this first piece of the trunk, the one that isn't that excellent in terms of quality thanks to various factors; maybe this upper part was exposed to more rain than the bottom and it began to decay a little more, maybe it was dealing with parasites and animals damaging it, but either way it is far softer and more likely to crack than the other part.

This kind of tree - Zephyr Birch - is really stable when it's at its hardest, but when it's soft, it's pretty brittle. This is going to be a bit harder, but we can use it to get a rough idea on what we're going to be doing, and how much we need to tweak the vision we have."

Stepping back from the tree and gesturing for Aethisia to begin, Annie crossed her arms beneath her bountiful bosom and nodded in appreciation as Aethisia braced her leg against the trunk and studied the wood before bringing the saw to bear, going for a cleaner cut instead of chopping it with an axe.

Personally we all wanted to watch her with the axe, but that was only because we all knew she was going to look so sexy doing it that way, though we relented and allowed her to use the saw so that we wouldn't lose as much material.

Even still, the show that my sister gave us was one that worked perfectly for our needs as we ogled her broad shoulders and fit back as she began those rhythmic movements, the saw sinking into the wood slowly but surely as she got to work; all the while, I had changed hands from Cici to Annie, the softer embrace of the Nymph pairing quite well with her gentle touch as she jerked me off quietly.

"Mm... look at that back~! The way she moves her body~! Your sister is as fit as a fiddle, isn't she~? Does that fitness translate perfectly into bed, Camara~?"

Annie's hands were stuffed beneath my pants and wrapped around my cock, the Nymph not bothering to hide her desires as she stroked me slowly and firmly as we watched Aethisia, who just so happened to be flexing her muscles as she worked.

Leaning into those welcoming breasts, I glanced over at Annie and caught her lustful smirk as she placed a kiss on my cheek, and when I murmured "Most definitely it does... her and our Dama both are just... insatiable..."

"Oho~? So your Dama is pretty active too huh~? I guess that tracks... Renna was telling me that the Deerkin here were all pretty well equipped for mating in all forms of that word... Something about the Northern blood being pretty strong... I gotta say, I'm believing her so far~!"

Winking at me, she ran her hands all the way up towards my tip and made me shudder as a moan escaped from my lips, the pleasure that coursed through my veins at her touch becoming too much to contain especially since I could feel a very long, yet thin cock squished against my ass.

My precum was staining my pants and lubing her fingers as she prepared to do even more, shocking me as she quickly brought me to the edge after simply pleasuring me for a few moments; when I came, my body trembled as one of her hands fell to my balls and rolled them around, stimulating the sperm inside and allowing them to swim free.

Being made to ejaculate so quickly was a tad embarrassing, especially since my seed was splattering uselessly against my pants and making quite the mess, but Annie just kissed my cheek again and murmured "Good girl... I like having good girls cum for me when I want them to~! Don't feel bad..."

It was meant to be reassurance but it only made me blush even more as I felt another thick rope of cum shoot out of my cock, though this time it splashed against her palm as she collected my cum, before pulling her hand from my pants and bringing her stained hand to her lips to taste her 'reward'.

Watching her tongue glide between her glazed fingers before she stuffed two between her lips and slowly, sexily bobbed her head back and forth was arousing, especially since she was making eye contact the entire time; already I was getting hard once more, and she licked her fingers clean before resuming her stroking once more.