Page 5 of Blackwood Milk Farm #7

Legacies

The evening spun on as discussions continued about play ideas. There was much laughter, Asher having tears in his eyes as Nuha suggested everyone should throw their clothes at the lovers they wanted to be intimate with. If they wanted more lovers, they threw different pieces of clothing until they were naked. When Nyn brought up how Nuha barely wore clothes herself, the goblin answered by saying she would wear as much as she could. The conjured images of Nuha covered head to toe in layers of clothes, and the added effects of wine, caused bursts of uncontrollable laughter.

Soon, the laughter died down to small giggles and chuckles. While the idea was amusing, everyone agreed a simple request would suffice instead of throwing clothes.

Asher sipped the last of his wine, thinking about all the ideas everyone came up with. Many of them had merit, but to him, in some way, it had all been done before. He knew he wanted a greater challenge to woo his lovers in memorable ways but he couldn’t define it.

When Asher’s thoughts shifted to Blyss’s desire, he couldn’t deny the prospect. Having a child didn’t bother him in the least, but with a family so large, the flame would only grow.

An image of Katriss appeared among Asher’s thoughts. The demoness wanted to be bred like some primal animal during her visit. Lord Blackwood remembered those times fondly, and when he looked over to Blyss, the goblin looked back at him with hungry eyes.

Nyn yawned.

Keefa blinked slowly.

Nuha was laying back on her chair like melted cheese.

Elara stood up with a warm smile.

“It’s late, and we should be off to bed,” the elf said before turning to Asher with a gleam in her eyes. “I would like to be alone with Asher tonight.”

Heads nodded in agreement before bodies stood. Most of the common room emptied out, everyone walking away like the dead.

Blyss was the only one awake and alert. She touched Asher’s hand as she walked past him.

Asher watched as the small group reached the stairs and climbed them until they vanished from sight.

Elara stepped over to Asher, her fingers sliding between his and they curled tight.

Asher turned to the voluptuous elf, warmth filling his eyes.

“I wanted to talk, in private,” Elara whispered.

“I feel there will be much to discuss,” Asher added.

The lovers walked hand in hand for the stairs. They climbed each step, side by side. When they reached the second-floor corridor. Doors closed as most of the household prepared to go to sleep.

The pair made their way to the bed chamber door at the end of the corridor, stepped inside and closed it behind them.

A dim lantern glowed as the two lovers began to undress. It didn’t take long for the pair to be naked. Hands brushed against bodies as they made for the bed. They crawled onto it and collapsed on their sides, facing each other.

Asher admired Elara’s eternal beauty. His hand moved of its own accord, touching the flawless skin of her thigh. He slid his fingers to her waist, before laying his hand on it and giving it a firm squeeze.

Elara let out a warm sigh, falling deeper into Asher’s intoxicating touch. But deep down, she knew their affections must hold off a little while longer.

“Blyss’s request,” the elf said simply.

“Does it trouble you?” Asher smiled.

Elara mirrored his smile with her own. “If you think a child would trouble me, maybe you don’t know me as well as you think you do?”

Asher let out a small laugh.

“I know you have thought about it, just as I have.”

Elara nodded. “It has occurred to me but it was a faraway thought. I never talked about it because men sometimes feel differently about it, like a chain around their neck.”

“You’re right, in a sense,” Asher said as he looked into her oval eyes. “Before I came here, and met you, the thought of a child, or children, was a faraway thought. I didn’t think about it because my life could have quickly ended.

“My mother, father, and uncle are gone. I’m the last of the Blackwood line, but that doesn’t mean it will end with me. Our lives have become very comfortable, which means this is a perfect time to raise our family.”

Elara saw in her lover’s eyes he was telling the truth. It burned at her heart and a sad truth reached her thoughts.

“My love, the dream of a family is wonderful, but I am in my Soul Autumn. To have a child, especially from another who is not an elf, is very rare. I fear I have reached an age when having a child with you could be an impossibility.”

Asher smirked as he pulled the beautiful elf to him. Their bodies touched and Elara let out a small gasp, feeling Asher’s thick member throbbing between them.

“Is that what’s been making you worry? Do you fear, if you do not give me a child, I will think less of you?”

Elara stared into his eyes before passion took hold. Lips touched as tongues slid into mouths. Hearts beat like drums, bodies holding each other and fearing to ever let go.

Asher felt Elara move like a snake against him, writhing and undulating. She held his head to her, their lips and tongues performing a lustful dance.

The connection had nearly reached a fever pitch, when there was a knock at the door.

Asher and Elara lifted their heads together and looked at the door.

“Clan Father and Clan Mistress, may I come in?” The voice coming through sounded very much like Paasha.

Asher and Elara glanced at each other.

“It’s okay. We can discuss this at another time. Clan Mother needs to speak with us,” Elara whispered.

Asher smiled and nodded.

“Paasha, please come in,” Asher called out.

The door opened and a motherly goblin stepped in. Paasha stood by the door as it closed.

Asher loved everyone under their roof, but they all had something different he enjoyed. Paasha was the tallest goblin in his clan. She stood with long black hair, a lock of white traveling from a temple and along the length of her wavy hair. She had a shapely, hourglass figure. Her emerald green skin was a little darker in the dim lantern light.

Aside from her figure, she was very nurturing to everyone in the household. She enjoyed cooking, but Asher often caught many in the household snuggling to her. Even Elara and Nyn embraced the motherly goblin. Everyone knew the goblin was always there for everyone, no matter the time and day.

Paasha approached with her head bowed and gaze low. When she reached the foot of the bed, she lowered her knees to the floor and bowed her head a little more to Asher and Elara.

“I come to plead for our Clan Chieftess. She has declared her desire and I come to help you prepare you for what needs to be done. Goblin law demands it,” she said in broken common and with a determined voice.

Asher and Elara sat up. They didn’t bother to cover up, the three well acquainted with each other’s bodies.

“Paasha, you don’t have to kneel. You can come onto the bed and speak to us.” Asher said.

Paasha lifted her head and looked into Asher’s kind eyes. The goblin stood up, shed her simple black dress, and crawled onto the bed. She made her way closer to the man and elf, and was on her knees before them. Her gaze strayed to their naked bodies, before she looked Asher in the eyes.

“Tell us more about this goblin law,” Asher said with a calm tone.

Paasha nodded, her eyes filled with glowing determination.

“Clan Chieftess has declared her need and desire. She wants more goblins and as Clan Chief, you must answer her demand. If she doesn’t have goblins, our clan will die.”

“Our clan is safe,” Elara said with an understanding tone.

Paasha bowed her head to the beautiful elf. “We are safe but our clan will weaken with time. When we feel urges, we must listen to them. By now, all goblins should have big bellies.”

The goblin looked away with sorrow painting her eyes.

“Except me. I cannot have babies, so I take care of babies for the clan. It is my purpose.”

Asher and Elara looked at the sad goblin. They felt her sorrow and it cracked their hearts. But it didn’t detract from the main conversation. Blyss has declared her desires and Asher knew he had to answer that declaration.

From what he knew of goblins, they did breed quickly and often. Clans could grow to immense sizes only because they died so much in the wild. Monsters, enemy clans, and even folk from small towns, killed goblins either for food or self-defense.

I cannot deny my responsibilities as Clan Chief and Clan Father. We’ve all grown so close and I cannot deny that this day would not come. Blyss wants me to be the father of our child. Elara is feeling it as well. How long before the whole household wants a child, or many children?

Asher smiled to himself at the thought of their home filled with the sights and sounds of new life.

It seems like a dream come true. I better fulfill my duties as lord and clan leader.

“Paasha, tell me what needs to be done to prepare myself for Blyss?” Asher asked.

Elara looked at Asher with keen, loving eyes. She saw his interest and his commitment. It caused her heart to beat with tendrils of glowing love.

Paasha’s eyes filled with dreamy delight. She moved closer and touched his leg. She ran her green fingers up and down his thigh, her gaze filled with intimate purpose.

“As Clan Mother, I tell you what will happen, what must be done, and what I will do to help you.

“First, your seed will only make goblin babies in Blyss. We can mate with many people, but all babies will be goblins. They will have small things like their fathers but they will be like their mothers. You understand?”

“I understand,” Asher said.

Paasha’s hand moved up his thigh. With one finger, she touched his half-hard member. She ran it along thick inches, making it bounce to her touch. Paasha looked up into Asher’s eyes again, a heat growing in them.

“To make sure Blyss is with child, your seed must be strong. You, Clan Chief and Clan Father, have strong seed. I know potions make us not have babies, but Blyss stopped taking potions over thirty days. She ready to have child.”

Paasha laid down beside Asher as her green fingers curled around his manhood. She slowly stroked, her touch firm but tender.

Asher looked down on the goblin, liking her touch. He continued to sit up, the goblin slowly stroking him.

“I must make your seed stronger. Only way is to make you come many, many times. One other must see. Mistress can see, and play with us. But I must know, feel, your seed. I must taste it. I must be filled with it.

“And when you come no more, you must not have sex for one day, or I must do it again. One day of no sex, and your seed will be strong to bless Clan Chieftess with children.”

Asher lifted an eyebrow. “A whole day?”

Elara lifted her hand to cover her mouth, holding back her laughter.

Paasha nodded as she stroked him. “Yes. I must watch you. If you fuck anyone else, I will have to drain your seed to make you ready again.”

“Will you stop me…if I fuck anyone else?” Asher said with a hard exhale. The goblin was stroking him just how he liked it, and it made it harder for him to keep his thoughts in order.

Paasha gave Asher a loving, devilish gleam in her yellow eyes.

“I can never stop Clan Chief. I serve you, and Clan Chieftess. But I will suck your cock to make your seed strong again,” the goblin said as she stroked him a little faster.

“Paasha, I will help you keep an eye on the Clan Chief,” Elara said to the goblin, but winked at Asher.

“Thank you, Mistress. Yes, our whole clan must watch chief and chieftess,” Paasha said as she stroked the clan chief.

Elara nodded with mischievous eyes.

Asher fell backwards onto the bed. He let out a soft moan, Paasha’s expert touch bringing him closer to climax with each stroke.

“What…about…Blyss?” Asher asked as his eyes fluttered.

Paasha stayed by Asher's side. She partially laid down beside him, her firm grip stroking his throbbing cock. Her nipples beaded with a pale liquid. It wasn’t long before milk began to drip from her engorged breasts.

“She will be same. The clan will make sure she has many orgasms, but after that, she must not have sex for one day. Nuha and Keefa will help.”

Asher’s eyes felt the urge to come cracking his willpower. The cracks continued with each stroke. When Elara draped her body on him, her knee moved along his leg and touched his balls. Milk dripped from her nipples and onto Asher’s chest, as she looked into his eyes.

“This is going to be quite a challenge, my handsome morsel,” she said with sultry flair.

“It…will,” Asher barely got out before his head arched back and he grunted.

Paasha and Elara watched as a thick ropey bolt of seed spurted from the tip of Asher’s member. It splashed on his chest as his muscles tensed.

The goblin’s head shot forward, wrapping her lips around the head of his cock. Another thick spurt struck her loving tongue, followed by another. Paasha gently sucked and milked Asher’s cock. Her full lips moved up and down his veiny shaft. Her hand gently took hold of his balls and gave them a little squeeze.

Elara watched with dripping lust in her eyes, seeing Asher enjoying his orgasm. She rubbed herself against his leg as milk dripped from her full breasts.

“I might like this game. Watching you fight your urges just for a day,” Elara said with an evil whisper.

Asher looked at her with half-closed eyes. Pleasure continued to glow as his cock remained hard in Paasha’s mouth. The goblin’s head bobbed slowly, her tongue slathering against his shaft.

“I…have the willpower,” Asher said with uncertain confidence.

Elara’s evil smile faded away and a small concern filled her eyes.

“Is our family ready for this next step? Are you ready for our love to grow?” the elf said with a soft whisper.

Asher gave her a loving smile as he reached over and cupped her cheek.

The couple stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, only the gentle sounds of sucking touching the edges of their ears.

“We’re ready. I’m ready,” he said with a loving serious gaze.

Elara felt the warmth and conviction in his tone. She also detected a sliver of uncertainty. It matched her own. Reaching her soul autumn meant her chances of having a child were thin as parchment paper, but it was never unheard of for an elf of her age having a child. But was it what she wanted, or she only wanted it for him?

Elara looked at Asher, her lover writhing in pleasure. His hand touched her waist, a flare of love bloomed, knowing he wanted her there.

The elf moved up slightly, her large, leaking breasts closer to Asher’s neck. As he gasped, she took hold of her leaking tit and pushed her nipple to his mouth. Asher closed his lips on it, tasting her milk and licked her pert nipple.

Elara let out a small moan as Asher moved his hand from her waist and grabbed her breast. Fingers pushed into flesh as he drank her magical milk. The connection between them blazed bright as she lovingly looked down on him.

Paasha slipped her lips off Asher’s rigid cock. She moved up and over his hips. She lowered herself onto clan father’s lap. When his throbbing head parted her pink folds, she let out a sultry sigh. When his member spread her inner world, she let out a louder moan.

The goblin impaled herself, watching Elara feed Asher her milk. Paasha sank to the hilt, and moved an inch. A river of wetness dripped and spread from their union as body heat grew into a fever.

Asher sucked and licked at Elara’s engorged nipple. He squeezed it, rivulets of milk spraying his mouth, tongue, and throat. He was lost to her divine milk as he felt Paasha riding his member. Pleasure grew as the moment sang.

Elara looked down with dreamy eyes, her soul spilling into her lover’s soul once again.

“Our legacies will be secured,” she whispered with loving affection.