Sci-Fi & Fantasy Erotica: Volume 2 (Sci-Fi & Fantasy Erotica Series)

by Charlie Buxton

  Janette couldn't take it any longer and plunged her fingers deeply inside her own wet pink folds. She wanted Gregory to look up at her lewd display as she spread her thighs open and fingered her juicy snatch in front of them. In all her life she had never been so turned on and soon her body tensed as she lifted herself to her own climax. She buried her fingers deep inside herself as her eyes shut tight and she passed into heat and release.

  As Janette found her escape Algra was quickly building up to her third. Even orcs lacked the stamina of her new human master. Yet she saw those tell tale signs as his fingers ripped into the pillows and his eyes blazed with what was to come. Words were beyond her but every movement of her body screamed for his cum and soon enough that need was sated. She felt the first thick splash of liquid heat erupt inside her, sending her over the edge once more. Breathless, she couldn't scream her approval but the roar from his own lungs was sweet music to her ears. It was a battle cry of sweet victory as he poured his thick cream into her tight, slick sheath.

  Janette looked on in dazed awe at the boy she knew that had undoubtedly become a man as he gave himself to his lover. Slowly, as the pulses of their mutual climax faded, he lowered himself down atop Algra. The orc's large breasts squashed up against his chest as their mouths hungrily clashed together in a deep and mutually grateful kiss.

  Suddenly realising what she'd done, Janette straightened herself out a little. After a few minutes when Gregory finally remembered she was there, he broke his intense lip lock with Algra to look over to the shapely redhead. She was knelt with flushed cheeks and a light sheen of sweat covering her creamy smooth skin. A quick glance between her legs gave him a perfect view of her pussy lips, the thin material of her thong glistened with her nectar making it damn near transparent.

  As the heat of the moment died the two humans suddenly became very aware of what they'd just done. Both blushed furiously as they looked at each other.

  "You fuck her next, master?" Algra's husky whisper caused her heated breath to fill his ear.

  The question certainly got his attention.

  "You'd be alright with that?" His tone was uncertain.

  The orc grinned back up at him and nodded.

  "You are strong warrior, you will rut with many women." She proudly stated whilst affectionately stroking his cheek.

  That sure as hell almost made his eyes pop out.

  Carefully, Gregory slipped out of Algra's well fucked pussy and caught sight of Janette silently glancing at his glistening cock. It twitched with approval causing her to blink and look back up at his face.

  "Come here and lie down in front of me." He firmly told the pretty redhead.

  A lifetime of snide comments and petty insults bubbled up inside Janette at this geek having the gall to order her to do anything. All of that was immediately burned away by the fire that arose inside her. He was looking at her like he had looked at Algra. He wanted her, needed her. As the two conflicting sides of herself warred she slowly fell to her hands and knees and crawled over to Gregory. He still wore his pants around his knees and took the time to fix that little problem by slipping out of what remained of his clothes. The scent of their fucking had filled the tent but it grew stronger as Janette neared him. Her pussy flooded with her arousal as she obediently shifted to lie back before him and spread her legs out to give him a prized view of her bare pink pussy.

  Algra lazily shifted onto her side alongside Janette and curiously reached over to cup the girl's meaty breast through the lacy bra. The shocking sensation made Janette's body tighten but she didn't complain as Algra curiously massaged the heavy boob.

  Gregory slowly leaned forward, his hands descending upon the feverishly heated skin of the beautiful girl in front of him. She took a sharp breath of air when she felt his fingers glide over her long toned legs. Her toes curled with anticipation as his touch lifted over her thighs and he lowered his head to look closely at her sweet juicy cunt. The tug of the string that was pulled over her hips was followed by the feeling of cool open air on her glistening sex followed immediately by a gust of his hot breath. Her panties were stripped down her legs and roughly cast aside.

  Algra's hand slipped under Janette's bra and cupped her bare tit, giving the soft meaty globe an affectionate squeeze. The girl mewled softly with anticipation, wiggling her body in an effort to lift her needy cunt to Gregory's lips. He waited a moment, slowly exhaling hot air across her inflamed pussy whilst enjoying the way her body silently screamed for him to claim her. Here was a girl that had long been the centre of many of his fantasies offering herself up wantonly for his imminent ravishing.

  Without wasting any more time, Gregory grabbed Janette's hips and forcefully rolled her over. Algra's hand slipped away from her breast as she found herself laid on her front, her soft breasts pressed into the pillows beneath her and her curvy ass lifted up for Gregory's eyes to devour. She felt him shift and pull her legs apart, his right hand reached out and grabbed her shoulder tightly before pulling her up onto her hands and knees. A tingle of fear passed through her body at the sudden roughness and then she felt his thick engorged cock slide up between her legs and slowly rub against her soaked cunt. Her apprehension melted away as he pushed and spread her hot pussy wider than she had ever known and began to sink inside her with a slow, powerful stroke.

  When she felt him push right into her core, deeper than she knew was possible, she let out a long moan of approval. Her pussy was unbelievably tight around his length and the feeling of sinking into her was indescribable. When he'd buried himself as far as possible he slowly rocked his hips back and forth in a steady grinding motion that made her squeal with delight. Watching the display intently, Algra lifted herself up onto her knees and ran her hands along the taut muscle of Gregory's body. With Janette holding herself up on all fours and the insatiable male fucking her from behind Algra had much of his upper body to play with. He felt her tongue lick across his nipple and her lips plant kisses up to his collar bone as he fucked the girl before him.

  Janette's body cried out for him, her hands pushed into the soft pillows to push her ass back against his timely thrusts. The last few inches of him finally sank inside her and as he felt his balls slapping against her flesh he increased his pace. Janette's screams of orgasm filled the room shortly after as she was given a sound fucking with that impressively proportioned cock. Her body shook with each hard thrust as his hand moved from her shoulder to grab a handful of her fiery red hair. Pulling on that beautiful mane made her lift her head and arch her back into a stunningly obscene pose. Her tits quickly bounced free of the bra, her nipples already hard little nubs tracing circles in the open air as they jiggled to the rhythm of their fucking.

  Vaguely in amidst the explosions of pleasure coursing through her and the noise of her own hoarse screams Janette heard the stifled moans of Algra. She knew immediately that the orc was busily making out with Gregory. Freddie had cheated on her a few times and she'd always made him pay for it. The girl he cheated with would pay worse of course. Now here she was on her hands and knees getting fucked like a bitch in heat whilst the man she so deeply desired made out with another woman. It was at that point that another orgasm ripped through her body leaving her gasping. She felt every sensation almost in slow motion, the drop of sweat trickling down between her breasts, Gregory's cock slamming deep inside her pussy as her slippery walls tightened around his length. Everything was incredible, everything was perfect, how could feeling this good possibly be bad?

  Spurned on by her little revelation that she didn't give a damn what he did as long as he kept fucking her, Janette began to thrash and buck like a wild animal against him. Her enthusiasm was so violently energetic that it broke Algra's kiss with the rutting male and turned his attention back to the gorgeous redhead he was fucking.

  The orc licked her lips with an expression of mild approval. Gregory grinned through heavy lust filled pants as he gave Janette as good as he took. Holding onto her hair was no longer an optio
n and so he leaned forward to reach beneath her. Grabbing a handful of her soft bouncing right breast was exquisite as his free hand lifted up and gave the girl's bare ass a sharp spank. Jannete squeaked with shock as her snowy white bottom turned a shade pinker.

  The second spank made her quiver, then violently shudder into another crushing orgasm and this time she was joined by Gregory who slammed his cock deep inside her and found his own release. Algra looked on as the two young lovers seemed to freeze, the only movements between them were the little shakes of overly tensed muscle as they both reached a mutual crescendo. Janette felt the thick gooey cream bubble up from Gregory's cock as spurt after spurt gushed inside her quivering pussy. Their sweaty bodies suddenly relaxed and they began to take air into their lungs once again. Gregory's hand gently massaged the girl's firm pink ass where he had spanked her and she let out a little murmur of pleasure at the feeling.

  His body suddenly felt the exhaustion it had been so vehemently denying until now and he released Janette who slumped down to lie amongst the soft padding of the floor of the tent. The girl was breathing heavily, a blissfully contented look on her beautiful face. Algra shocked him when she dutifully lowered herself to lick along the length of his cock and then pop the long shaft into her mouth, sucking away the juices and the cum to leave him clean and tidy. This did not at all seem like a chore for the woman who took to the task with vigor and would have had him rigid again in minutes had not one of the slaves called in to them announcing his presence.

  Gregory quickly grabbed his pants. Upon looking them over it was quite clear that he would need new ones. Algra had ripped open the zipper with such force that it was definitely beyond repair. They would suffice for the moment however and keep him decent. In turn, Algra slipped her own primitive garments back over her nude body and helped Janette wiggle back into her skimpy underwear. The girl was still pretty woozy but was eager to obey.

  "Come in." Gregory finally called out when they were half way decent.

  The slave entered carrying a tray upon which were placed three large bowls filled with boiling stew and a large loaf of bread. At least they weren't about to go hungry any time soon. The man set the bowl down before the three of them and gave a respectful and discreet nod before turning to leave.

  "Wait." Gregory suddenly remembered something very important. "When the merchant captured Janette here and the one in the sewer pit they might have been carrying a ring. That ring is very important to me. Could you see if you can find it?"

  The man thought for a moment, obviously tracing in his mind where their possessions had gotten to. Then finally he gave an acknowledging bow.

  "Yes my lord. Would there be anything else?"

  "If you do find it then whatever you do, don't put it on. It might be dangerous."

  "Of course sir, I shall return in a moment."

  With that the slave left the three of them alone and Gregory turned to find his two women looking intently at him.

  "What?" He asked after a few seconds of pointed silence.

  "You still wish to leave?" Algra's voice certainly had an edge to it.

  "I wish to stay actually. That doesn't change that I've got family and friends who'll be worried to all hell that I've just vanished. Plus, I'm not sure what I'm going to do with the ring if I get it. I have no idea what it is. Sure, I could put it on and go home but what if it doesn't work like that? What if I put it on and I turn into a bowl of jelly or something?" He confided his thoughts, his hand running through his dark messy hair as his brows furrowed with worry.

  "There is maybe a one who can help you find out its nature." Algra reluctantly admitted after a few moments. It was unnerving how much the worry in his expression bothered her after only a few days.

  "Oh? Well maybe if we figure it out then I could send Janette home with a letter or something." He certainly perked up at this information.

  "I'm not going." Janette's voice interrupted them both.

  "You are his now, girl. You will do as he says." Algra's tone turned downright murderous to the point where Janette visibly flinched.

  "I will." She nodded resolutely. "I'll do anything he tells me to. Except that." Her eyes raised to meet his. "Greg, I know I've been a bitch. I'm screwed up in ways you don't even know. Every time I try to do something it gets all messed up and then just now I let someone else decide what I should do. I don't know what this whole master and slave thing is that they've got running here. I do know that you're one of the good guys. I know you'll look out for me. I know that in twenty minutes you gave me more to feel good about than all those years with Freddie. So I'll do anything you ask me whilst we're here. If you want to go home I'll do it but you've got to come with me. I'm not going to find this and then leave it behind."

  "Jan, what about your parents? Grandparents? Your friends?" He was more than a little overwhelmed by her admission and the implications of it.

  "My only family is my alcoholic mother who doesn't know I'm there half the time and doesn't care when I am. All my friends aren't really mine but Freddie's. Now I've got you...or rather you've got me. Either way I'm not letting go." She nodded resolutely leaving both Algra and Gregory silent.

  "...you'll do anything I say?" He smirked finally.

  Janette let out a burst of melodic laughter at the sudden change in his tone. Then she surprised him by nodding in agreement.

  "You won me fare and square right? I saw you back there. You were pretty amazing. Where the hell did you learn all that...?" She did a cute little karate chop to emphasize her point.

  "Well," He moved over to grab one of the bowls and handed it to Algra, then swiped another to give to Janette before taking the last for himself. "when we were younger Freddie and some others used to like playing 'punch the Greg' so I took some classes to convince them it wasn't such a fun game after all. I stuck with it. I've been learning that stuff for years now."

  Janette lowered the bowl from her lips and nodded sadly.

  "I'm really sorry for all that. I mean I know I was horrible to you but I always tried to talk him out of hitting anyone." She explained.

  "Well let's forget about it. One on one I could wipe the floor with Freddie. Besides you just made up for a lot of being a bitch." His words caused fresh colour to spill onto her cheeks and the tops of her breasts.

  "I never knew it could be like that...I mean you're..." She stopped, not quite having the words to express herself.

  "He fucks good." Algra supplied a simpler option before glugging down more of her stew.

  That made both Janette and Gregory laugh together as Algra shrugged and ate some more.

  "You know this isn't half bad..." Janette admired the culinary skills of the cook just as he announced his return from the outside of the tent.

  "Enter." Gregory called out.

  "Is this the ring you seek master?" The slave carried a pillow in his hands, sat on top of which was the ring itself.

  "Yes! Thank you!" Gregory hopped up, set down his half empty bowl and moved to take the ring.

  It was the same one to be sure. He looked at the silver band with those strange etchings along the inner rim and then closed his fist over it. Looking to the slave he reached out and grasped the man's shoulder firmly.

  "Thanks. Is there anything I can do for you?" Gregory asked.

  The man looked at him as if he'd just sprouted antlers. Clearly this was not a question he was used to.

  "Well...I-I have a brother. He still lives in the lowlands of the southern kingdom. I have been trying to get him safe passage here but our former orc master could not afford to keep more slaves. It would be just him, his wife, his son and his two daughters. All are hard workers. If you could do anything to bring them here..." Hope ignited in the man's eyes as he looked at Gregory.

  "You want them to come here and be slaves?" Janette interrupted, incredulous.

  The man looked to her and back at Gregory, unsure as to whether he should answer. The young man nodded and the slave turned to
speak with the scarlet haired girl.

  "I do not know from where you hail but life in the kingdoms is hard for many. We work the fields but own nothing for they are the lord's lands. A poor crop often means some of us will die that winter and the work is back breaking in terrible conditions. Orcs might be a hard people but they treat us fairly. If we get sick we're taken care of and if they want us to plough their fields then they get of their asses and pitch in. We don't get beaten or taxed. We get fed and sheltered. If it comes down to it most peasants would rather be orc slaves. What's more if we're good at somethin' they keep us well tended to. I can cook and I know numbers so I get a share of what my master gets for using my skills. My son would have died on the fields where I'm from but here he's learning how to shape metal."