Fertile in My Ex-Boyfriend's Dungeon 6

by Amanda Clover

  “The risk, my dear,” she says.

  “I wouldn’t not let him spill his seed inside me,” I say, though I feel a hot thrill at the thought that I might not be able to stop him.

  “Inside you?” moans Petr, his gaze roaming over my body. “Ohhhhh…”

  His cock twitches at the thought.

  What are we going to do?

  I need to fuck the satyr

  A titfuck marathon to drain Petr

  Let the satyr fuck my ass

  My pussy aches with need. I want to grab Petr’s perfect cock and climb atop it until we’re both satisfied. But I’m not that stupid. His wick burns a little too short to trust that he could be trust to pull out. But there are other ways I could still get fucked by the satyr. He meets my gaze with an almost petulant smile. He’s reclining on the moss, a diva on a rock, waiting to be serviced by me. His muscular chest slowly rising and falling and his cock twitching as he looks my body over.

  “I’ll handle him,” I say to Mishanna.

  “Wait a moment,” she says, grabbing my wrist. “What are you planning? Nothing foolish, I hope.”

  “Trust me,” I say. “I’m going to make him do all the work and he’s not going to knock me up. Not where I’m going to put his cock.”

  “Very well,” she says, releasing my wrist. “But if you do manage to become impregnated by this satyr… well, I shall miss having you with me to distract our enemies with your human clumsiness.”

  “Aw, I’d miss you too,” I laugh and blow her a kiss. I wiggle my butt in her direction as I climb back onto the boulder, crawling over Petr’s furry legs.

  “W-w-what are you doing?” he demands.

  “Whatever I want,” I reply, grabbing hold of his cock and pressing a kiss to his lips. He stiffens for a moment before yielding to my kiss and allowing our tongues to slip and slide together in our warm embrace. I wank him as I kiss him, eliciting soft whimpers of pleasure from the handsome satyr. I finally break the kiss and stare deeply into his eyes. “I want you to fuck me, Petr. But not where you would make a baby. Do you understand me?”

  “Y-y-your a-a-ass?” He stammers.

  “Guessed it on your first try,” I giggle, giving his nose a little tweak. I am going to get on my hands and knees and stick my little buns up in the air and you are going to slide right into my ass with this slippery cock of yours. And you’re going to fuck me until you can’t fuck me anymore. Until you’re satisfied. Understand?”

  “Yes,” he moans, thrusting his cock through my fingers.

  “You’re going to put it right in my tight little asshole,” I whisper, kissing him again and stroking him a little faster. “Oh, it’s going to feel so good. That big cock stretching my naughty hole. Fucking my ass full of your cum. Oh, that’s it! Don’t hold back! Cum for me! Mmmmmm!”

  I kiss him to stifle his growing whimpers of pleasure as I furiously pump my hand on his straining cock. Cum explodes from his tip in a long jet that nearly splashes Mishanna. I milk the seed from his cock, pumping it all over my fingers and slathering his cock in his slippery goo. He is still stiff as steel.

  “This should do nicely,” I say, massaging his cum between my fingers. I turn my back to Petr and lower my cheek to the soft mossy surface of the boulder. I reach back with my cum-smeared fingers and spread the cum into the crack of my ass. I rub the slippery, sweet-smelling spunk around the rim of my asshole and slowly push two fingers past my pucker.

  “Ooooh, there we go,” I moan, working my fingers in and out. “All ready.”

  “You heard her,” says Mishanna, kneeling beside me. “Beatrix told you she wanted her ass to be stuffed full of satyr cock. Are you not a gentleman willing to honor a lady’s request?”

  “What? I mean, yes! Yes, I am!” Petr hops to his clopping hooves with such excitement that his cock swings up and down and slaps against his muscular abdomen. He stands behind me, one hand on my bottom, his inverted knees bent enough so that Mishanna can lean over my back and grab his cum-drenched cock. She rubs it against my thighs, my pussy, and finally guide it to my hot ring.

  “Fuck me, you goat-legged stud,” I moan, spreading my cheeks so he can see the divot of my arsehole.

  “Y-yes, B-B-Beatrix!” He thrusts forward, pushing his slippery cock into my cum-lubed hole. The moment he hilts inside me, his furry bollocks pressing against my pussy, Petr explodes. His cock throbs again and again and he doesn’t even pull back or try to thrust. He just stands there, his cock buried in my ass, shooting his load inside me.

  “That’s a good boy,” I croon. “Does that feel good? You like shooting that big load in my ass, don’t you? Ooooooh, it feels so nice, Petr. Keep fucking me with that big dick. Pound my little ass!”

  He manage to catch his breath and draws his hips back, sliding most of his cock out of my ass before thrusting it all in again and causing cum to squeeze out of my drenched ass. He works up to a rhythm, his cock pounding into my tight hole and his furry balls slapping against the folds of my pussy. It feels so good, I can feel my body tightening up in anticipation of an orgasm. Mishanna helps me along by reach a hand between my thighs and massaging my clit.

  “Yessss,” I hiss. “Oh, your cock is so deep! Churning all that cum in my ass! Fuck it! Fuck meee!”

  “Oooooohhh! I can’t…I can’t stop! I’m cumming!” He holds my hips with both hands and pounds desperately into my creamed arsehole. With a last cry of pleasure, he erupts in my ass once more, sending a heavy load of cum squirting into my depths. The sensations of pressure and warmth, plus Mishanna’s deft fingers, prove to be enough to send me over the edge. I cry out, throwing my ass back against Petr’s furry hips as I cum hard on his thrusting cock.

  My spasms of pleasure, squeezing around his hard cock, seem to be enough to get him off once again. He doesn’t announce it this time, but I can feel the intense throbbing of his cock and feel the weight of another load gushing inside me.

  I collapse face against the moss again as Petr keeps fucking me. Mishanna is kissing him, rubbing her tits on him, and distracting him without causing him to stop. Gods it feels good. His cock is perfect. Not too fat or too long, but not skinny or short either. And very warm. Warmer than any man I’ve ever been with, like there is a sex fever burning in his twitching length.

  “I-I want to look at you,” he says, slowly withdrawing his cum-smeared cock from my ass. “I want to kiss you and…and fuck you.”

  “I suppose we can make it work,” I say, crawling forward enough to roll onto my back on the sun-warmed moss. I spread my creamy thighs wide and cover my blushing pussy with one hand. Can’t go having him decide to suddenly really fuck me, even if my cunt is burning up with need.

  Fortunately, the gaping pink divot of my ass – sill oozing with cum – is easily accessible from this position as well. Mishanna helps guide his cock into my pucker and he climbs atop me as he thrusts his cock back into my slippery ass.

  “Ohhhh, it feels different like this,” I moan, wrapping my legs around him and pulling him deeper. “Better.”

  Each thrust causes my pert breasts to jiggle with the force of his body moving atop min. He braces his arms on either side of my head, moving with confidence, driving us both towards a mutual climax. Mishanna reaches a hand between his thrusting body and mine and begins vigorously massaging my clit.

  “Your cock is incredible,” I cry. “Cum with me, Petr. I want to cum together.”

  “Close,” he moans, his face contorted with effort. Despite his struggle, he holds back, rising to the peak with me as his cock in my ass and Mishanna’s fingers on my clit finally push me to the brink. I fold my arms around him and pull him down atop me, kissing him passionately as my orgasm surges up from my core. This pleasure is as much the hard cock thrusting into my ass as the fingers on my clit.

  “Mmmmmmmm!” I cry out against his lips.

  “Mmmmmhnmmmmm!” He answers me and I feel him stiffen, his cock swelling and throbbing, and his warm cum, though diminished, bursting
from his swollen cock. His orgasm is as long and intense as mine and when it is done we are both quivering with effort. He rolls beside me, his cock sliding from my ass with a lewd slurp as his cum pours out onto the moss. There is just enough room for the three of us to sprawl on the mossy boulder on our backs. Looking up at the sky.

  The golden light of the sun spilling through the trees is hazy compared to the bright white light that suddenly surges all around us.

  “The portal,” I cry, sitting up.

  The ground surrounding the boulder within the circle has disappeared, replaced with a liquid pool with a bright glow beneath the rippling surface.

  CONTINUE >

  Serve her eagerly

  “My duty,” I say, my voice dreamy as gaze down at her stiff cock in my grasp. “Yes. I must serve my queen.”

  I crouch before Mishanna, grasping her new cock in one hand and gently angling it upwards as I press my lips against her bollocks. She sucks in a sharp breath and rests a hand on my head as I begin to lick her stones, shifting them in their supple satchel before gently sucking one into my mouth. My hand works the shaft of Mishanna’s cock, my thumb sliding under the purpling tip to caress the precum already welling at her cock’s slit.

  “B-Beatrix,” she moans. “You…this is…I had not anticipated such intense sensations. I feel as if my entire body is becoming tight.”

  “I think that means you’re going to cum,” I chuckle. “Let me make it really nice for you.”

  I run my tongue up her shaft, press a kiss to the sweet-smelling head of her cock, and part my lips around her. I don’t just intend to suck the elf off. I mean to take her in my throat. Mishanna’s new cock is long and not particularly slender, but that won’t stop me.

  I gaze up at her with lust-heavy eyes, one hand on the root of her cock and the other massaging my steamy cunt. I slide my mouth down onto her cock, gulping and suppressing a gag as she reaches the ring of my throat, and easing her deeper. Taking her down to her hairless root, my nose pressing against her.

  “OooooOOOOOooo!” She thrusts against me, her balls pressing against my chin and her cock throbbing in my throat. She holds my head with both hands, pushing my nose against her as I swallow around her shaft and tongue the underside of her cock. I feel the warmth of her cum spurting into my belly. Pump after pump as I massage her erupting cock with my throat until her fingers relax and her cock begins to soften the slightest bit.

  “Mmmmmmmm,” I moan around her.

  She staggers back a step, her cock popping from my lips, glistening wet and drooping. She stares down at me in amazement.

  “Goddess, Beatrix, I thought you had become a succubus,” she pants, her breasts heaving with exertion. “What was that? In your throat?”

  “In my throat,” I say, my voice slightly hoarse. I wipe my lips on the back of my hand and rise to my feet. “I don’t do that for just every man. Or elf woman with a cock.”

  “I have never experienced anything so wonderful,” she laughs, embracing me and kissing me softly. We share a series of short kisses before our embrace deepens and our lips lock together. Our tongues begin to intertwine and Mishanna reaches a deft hand between my thighs. She may not know much about having her cock sucked, but her fingers know their way around my pussy. She parts my petals, plunders my channel, and caresses the straining bud of my clit. I gasp against her lips, moving my hips greedily for more of her fingers.

  The hotter our kiss gets, the more he pleasure grows in my slick pussy, the more I need to be fucked. But I want this to be something special for Mishanna. Something she will well remember. I grasp her cock, not surprised to feel it already swelling back to hardness. I stroke her as she strokes me, our breasts pressed together and our lips and tongues melting together.

  “I need you inside me,” I whisper against her lips. “My queen.”

  I break the kiss and turn around, pressing myself against the nearby wall of the millhouse. My sensitive nipples rub against the rough bricks as I grasp Mishanna’s cock and guide it first to my slick pussy. Then to the warm valley of my crack. I stroke her slick cock against the divot of my anus.

  “Do you feel that?” I gasp, rubbing her against my rim.

  “Your back passage?” She whispers against my ear. “You would take me there?”

  “If it is your wish, my queen,” I moan, pushing my ass against her, rubbing and wanking her in that warm valley.

  “Oh, yes, it is,” she moans, kissing my shoulder and neck. I spit on my fingers and reach back to rub the moisture into my tight hole. I guide Mishanna’s cock back to my tight clench and try to relax myself. She thrusts and bulls against my asshole, pushing more and more, until finally my delicate pucker yields to Mishanna’s need and she slips into my tight passage.

  “Nnnnnnohhhh, yes,” I cry, as her cock stretches my little hole and fills my ass.

  She leans her tits against my back, kissing my neck and behind my ear, breathing heavily and driving into me in short, quick thrusts. She pants in apparent disbelief. Her hands caress my sides as I push back against her, molding my firm bottom against her hips. I keep my hands braced on the wall to keep from bouncing off the brickwork with every thrust.

  “You are gripping me so tightly,” she moans. “Oh, stop it. Stop this squeezing you are doing. Or…or you will make me explode again!”

  As if to get revenge, she slips a hand around my hip and reaches between my legs to furiously stroke the throbbing bud of my clit. The shock of pleasure sends another spasm rippling through my body, including my stretched hole, which proves to be too much for poor Mishanna.

  “Oh! Ohhhhh no! Goddess!” She cries, burying her cock deep in my ass and exploding inside me. She cannot even move after this thrust. Her cock, hilted in my tight pucker, pulses and twitches and pumps her seed into my ass. The warm pressure of her cum spreads inside me. Her fumbling fingers drive me over the edge with her and I am wracked with a fresh wave of intense spasms.

  “I’m cumming,” I whine, arching my back and squeezing her cock tightly with my asshole. “Ohhhh! Ohhhh gods. That’s so good! Don’t stop…rubbing…ooooOOOOoooo.”

  We kiss over my shoulder, hot and sloppy, lots of tongue and hot gasping. I don’t know if she would admit it, but I’m pretty sure she cums again while I am still cumming. I definitely feel another wave of throbbing from her cock and her breath sort of hitches in her throat. She pulls back, her cock slipping out of my ass as she dribbles out more of her warm seed.

  We collapse together on the bed. Kissing. Gently caressing. I want more, but she pushes my hand away from her flaccid cock.

  “Too sensitive,” she says hoarsely. “I see now that men are in a constant state of almost agony and need. But I now understand their lack of stamina as well. I cannot go again.”

  “Don’t you want to try my pussy?” I pout.

  “Of course,” she says, kissing my forehead. “But there will be another time. Sleep for you, little Beatrix. I will keep watch.”

  Despite my need for more of that lovely cock, I obey her and pull the blanket up to my chin. She gives me one more kiss, letting her lips linger against mine, before striding nude over to her lookout and taking her seat. I watch her for a while, amused as she occasionally becomes distracted by touching her flaccid cock, but soon I drift off to sleep. Hopefully to dream of what more I might do with my beautiful elf companion and her lovely cock.

  CONTINUE >

  Talk to the troll

  The troll’s huge size and long arms seem to span the width of the bridge. There is no way around him, so we’ll have to go through him. Mishanna looks determined to do exactly that. I’m less certain.

  “We need to keep him talking,” I murmur to Mishanna, even as I hold my sword at the ready. “Maybe we can work something out with him.”

  The elf rolls her silvery-white eyes. “I know what you intend when you speak of ‘work something out’ with this troll. I think I know what is motivating you.”

  Her gaze returns to the
troll and I follow her eyeline to the troll’s massive dangling cock. I blow out a breath in a sigh that causes a loose lock of my hair to lift from my face. She isn’t wrong. That immense, gnarled cock is magnificent. Terrifying, but magnificent.

  “YOU WILL NOT CROSS MY BRIDGE!” bellows Kergel.

  Mishanna shouts in reply, “We understood you before! There is no need to keep yelling at us!”

  “We just want to talk,” I quickly interject as I lower my sword. “We need to cross. We’re willing to make a deal.”

  The troll cocks his head as if considering whether are not my words are a trick. He bares his fangs uncertainly, his brow furrowing over his black eyes.

  “There is only one deal I will accept,” growls Kergel. “I must have a mate to have offspring and I must have offspring to be allowed to leave this place. This is what the wizard says.”

  “The wizard is a liar,” I say. “Mishanna and I are going to confront him and free all of the women and the monsters from this perverted dungeon. The wizard is evil, um, mighty Kergel. You don’t seem evil.”

  He looks down at his black-clawed hands and then back up at me, “I don’t?”

  “No,” I say, taking a cautious step towards him. “You seem lonely. And angry that you are trapped here. Just like me. Just like Mishanna too.”

  “That is true,” adds Mishanna.

  Kergel growls uncertainly, cocking his head and blinking his huge eyes at me. “The wizard does lie. That was how he tricked me into coming to his place. But this is still my bridge, human. To cross my bridge you must pay the toll.”

  I exchange a glance with Mishanna and then take another cautious step closer to the troll.

  “Oh, the toll will be paid,” I promise, my gaze momentarily flicking to his enormous cock dangling beneath his knobby legs.

  “Tell me now,” he commands. “How will you pay? Do not waste my time!”

  I turn back to Mishanna, leaning against her shoulder, “We could use our hands.”