Monster World

by Michael James Ploof

  “Oh my gods!” Scarlett said to Eva. “You have the most beautiful tits I have ever seen. How did you keep those girls in your corset?”

  “It’s not easy, trust me, but it is so nice not wearing that infernal thing.” She splashed water. “I feel so free!”

  We frolicked in the warm pool and lounged at the foot of the waterfall as the sun went down, setting the sky above the mountains aflame. When twilight descended, I got out and built a fire. We were still in the Badlands, and though the wine gave me extra courage, it was wise to stay on guard.

  “Oh, that was so refreshing,” said Eva. The two women were walking up the bank toward our makeshift camp.

  “God damn,” I murmured as they approached. Water droplets glistened on their sleek bodies in the firelight, and my cock swelled beneath the blanket wrapped around my waist.

  “I’ll take that,” said Scarlett, and pulled the cloth free.

  Eva’s eyes roamed my naked body, and she froze like a deer in headlights.

  “Have you ever seen a naked man before?” Scarlett asked Eva.

  “In books.” Eva bit the corner of her lip.

  “In your books, were the men as beautiful as Jake?”

  “Beautiful, huh?” I said nervously.

  “No, they weren’t,” said Eva, and her gaze wandered down my chest.

  “Have you ever touched one?” Scarlett asked, looking very much like a horny succubus.

  “A man?” said Eva.

  “A cock.” Scarlett blatantly corrected her.

  I shook my head at her. “Leave her alone, you troublemaker.”

  “Can I?” Eva asked me, and it took me a moment to realize what she was asking.

  “I think maybe that’s the wine talking,” I warned her.

  She held me in her steely gaze. “It’s your princess talking.”

  “As you wish, my lady.” I said and opened my arms wide.

  Scarlett watched expectantly, and I was again struck by their sheer beauty.

  Eva took a step closer, eyes glued to my cock, and slowly reached for it. When her fingers wrapped around it, I let out a grown and felt it swell.

  “Oh my.” She took in a shaky breath. “It’s getting bigger in my hand.”

  “He likes you,” said Scarlett mischievously.

  Eva looked into my eyes, and I saw raw lust.

  “You know,” said Scarlett as she came to stand beside us and put a soft hand on Eva’s shoulder. “There are things we can do, sexual things, that will not tarnish your virginity… not technically.”

  “What things?” Eva asked.

  Scarlett glided her hand down Eva’s back, and she squeezed me even harder.

  “If Jake is the man I think he is, he knows of ways to please a woman without penetrating her,” Scarlett suggested.

  “Does he?” Eva said shakily.

  I’m no dummy, and I know a cue when I hear one. I pulled Eva into a deep, passionate kiss. Eva moaned and held me closer. Scarlett’s hand joined Eva’s around my manhood. I cupped Eva’s ass, and she melted in my arms.

  I laid her down on the dry fur blanket, and Scarlett joined me. The princess grabbed our hair and moaned softly, sucking in a shocked breath when I gently bit her nipple. Scarlett and I kissed her neck, nibbled her ears, and slowly glided our tongues over her breasts and down her stomach as the firelight danced off our naked bodies.

  We spread Eva’s legs and paid attention to her thighs with lips and hands. Scarlett’s eyes met mine, and we ran our tongues up Eva’s thighs until she was writhing in anticipation. We stopped short of her pussy and did it again.

  “Oh gods…” Eva panted and ran her hand through my shaggy hair.

  When our mouths got so close to her slit I could feel the heat emanating from it, she pulled our heads closer. Scarlett and I came together in a kiss, then tongued Eva’s clit.

  “Oh…my…gods….” Eva moaned.

  Her cries of passion sent a surge of lust through me, and I flicked my tongue over her clit in clockwise circles. Scarlett moved up and bit her nipples. Not half a minute later, Eva grabbed my head and gyrated against my mouth. Her orgasm happened slowly, building like an orchestra toward an earthshaking climax. She cried out in ecstasy, and Scarlett yelped as I rubbed her clit.

  They came hard, their melodic cries echoing through the wood.

  “Oh, that was, that was just…” Eva said as she panted and giggled.

  “Amazing!” Scarlett finished for her.

  She sat up, pushed me onto my back, and held the wineskin over me.

  “What are you doing?” I asked as Eva sat up to see what was going on.

  “It’s your turn,” she said and glanced at Eva. “Drink from your champion.”

  Scarlett dripped wine from my chest to my throbbing cock, and Eva’s tongue followed the trail from one of my nipples to the other, down my chest, over the ridges of my chiseled abs, and there she stopped. I felt her hot breath on my cock, which stood erect an inch past my belly button.

  “Don’t be afraid of it,” said Scarlett. “Here, I’ll show you.”

  Scarlett kissed Eva inches from the head of my shaft, then passed her tongue over the underside of the head, where it was most sensitive.

  “Oh fuck…” I said as need churned in my balls like volcanic lava.

  Eva’s eyes burned with passion. Scarlett guided Eva’s head down, and the princess licked my cock.

  “Doesn’t he taste delicious?” Scarlett asked.

  I slid my cock into Eva’s waiting mouth, and she wrapped her lips around it, moaning urgently.

  “Oh yeah, just like that,” I said and groaned.

  “He likes your hot little mouth,” said Scarlett. She pulled Eva’s head back by the hair and kissed her.

  They took turns sucking my dick. Eva’s passion surprised me. She greedily took me in her mouth when it was her turn. Scarlett looked up at me with lust-filled eyes as she tongued my balls. Unlike Eva, Scarlett had some experience, and she knew how to handle a man’s cock. She juggled my balls in one hand when she wasn’t teasing them with her tongue, and she licked the sides of my cock as Eva sucked on the head like it was the most delicious lollipop in the entire world.

  The sight of the two women working me over soon sent me over the top. Sensing I was close, Scarlett surprised me by deep-throating me. My toes curled as she fucked me with her mouth. Eva watched with growing excitement as my moans grew louder.

  “Right there.” I held Scarlett’s head down as she swallowed me and fondled my aching balls.

  “Cum for me, my champion,” said Eva and clawed my chest.

  “Oh fuck… oh fuck!” I growled.

  Scarlett pulled off my dick beat me off with two hands. Eva tongued the tip, sending me careening over the edge.

  The orgasm erupted from my core and shot straight up in one long milky-white stream. Eva gasped and climaxed, and I realized Scarlett had been jerking us both off. My cock spasmed and shot again, and Scarlett aimed it at Eva’s face. The hot load hit the princess’s lips, and she moaned as she tasted me. Scarlett greedily sucked out the rest and swallowed it as wave after wave of orgasmic nirvana washed over me.

  The girls fell upon me when it was over, and the three of us stared at the sparkling stars as we caught our breath.

  After a time, Eva rolled onto her side and smiled. “I want to do that again!”

  I woke up at sunrise with both women snuggled up next to me under the fur blanket. The fire had died down to embers. Birds sang joyously in the treetops, and the waterfall made white noise in the distance. Eva was sleeping peacefully, but Scarlett was awake.

  “Good morning champion.”

  She gripped my morning wood like a shifting lever and gave me a stern tug. Eva continued to sleep like a spellbound princess. Scarlett moved over me, her soft skin feeling like silk. Her wet folds smothered my shaft as she rubbed against me.

  “Oh Jake,” she whispered and arched her back, which allowed the head of my cock part her warm sl
it.

  Eva stirred, and I gripped Scarlett’s ass to halt her movements. The princess rolled over and sleepily opened her eyes. She smiled pleasantly, saw Scarlett on top of me, and the smile faded.

  “Oh my gods,” she said with sudden recollection. She saw she was naked and repeated urgently, “Oh my gods!”

  “It’s all right, baby,” said Scarlett as she secretly pressed harder against me.

  I clutched her ass cheeks as my cockhead slid into her, and she took in a shuddering breath.

  “I’m sorry.” Eva sat up rigidly and turned away from us.

  “Eva…” I said and tried to move Scarlett off me, but she held firm and caressed Eva’s shoulder as the princess gathered her clothes.

  “There’s no need to be sorry,” she said with mounting passion. “And there’s no need for you to leave.”

  “I’m sorry, I can’t,” said Eva and her voice cracked. She ran away clutching her clothes.

  “She’ll be okay,” said Scarlett, raising my hands to her tits with surprising strength.

  “We can’t,” I protested. “Not like this.”

  Scarlett grabbed my pecs and arched her back as she pressed herself into me. My cock slid into her, and she looked at me with fragile love.

  “Oh, Jake, make love to me.”

  I don’t know how I did it, but I somehow mustered the willpower to pull out of her. “Not like this,” I repeated and moved out from under her.

  “Damn you, Jake Baker!” She yanked the blanket up to her nose, scowling angrily at me.

  “I’m sorry,” I said and hauled on my pants. I grabbed the pizza shovel and hurried after Eva.

  Beyond the pool and the waterfall was a maze of large boulders and jutting sandstone formations. I looked for footprints but found none, and when I reached the cave we had originally stayed in and didn’t find her, I got nervous.

  “Eva!” I called, and my voice echoed through the canyon.

  “Ja—!” Her voice was half muffled and sounded far away, but I thought it had come from the south.

  I swore under my breath and shot out of the cave at a dead run. “Eva!” I yelled and jumped from stone to stone down the path leading in that direction. I saw one of her shoes, then the other. Her dress hung on a gnarled tree branch.

  I heard her muffled cry, much closer this time. I heard high-pitched voices as well, and I wondered what the hell had snatched her. I raced around a big egg-shaped boulder and there she was.

  There were six of them, and they looked like a cross between orcs and pixies.

  “Hey!” I yelled as I barreled toward them.

  The demonic pixies were all male, and they were desperately trying to fly the princess away. They each held a corner of her underdress, but they were no larger than Pomeranians, and their wings couldn’t do the job.

  “Let me go, you devils!” Eva ordered.

  I hacked at a pixie and sliced off one of his wings. He let out a shriek and spiraled to the ground. The others faltered and dropped Eva. I caught her in my arms, put her on her feet, then proceeded to chase the little fuckers away. The one who had lost a wing scampered across the stones like a speeding lizard, and I threw a rock at it and missed.

  “Next time I’ll eat you little bastards!” I yelled after them.

  When they had disappeared from sight, I said, “Are you okay?”

  She nodded and started back to camp.

  “Eva, wait. You can’t just wander off.”

  She whirled. “I can do whatever I damn well please. Gods knows you do.”

  “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

  “Nothing.” She stormed off.

  I grabbed her shoulder, but she squirreled away from me. “I’m sorry if things went too far last night—”

  “And this morning,” she said. “How far did things go with Scarlett? I may be a virgin, but I know what you were doing.”

  “It didn’t happen,” I assured her.

  “Because I woke up,” she said with a mirthless laugh.

  “How the hell were we supposed to know you would care? Last night you—”

  “Last night, you two got me drunk,” she said angrily.

  “Now wait just a damn minute, Princess,” I said, letting my own anger show. “We didn’t force you to drink, and we didn’t force you to—”

  “Never speak of it again!” she said and hurried away.

  “Eva… fuck me!”

  When I reached the cave, Eva and Scarlett were packing their things in tense silence.

  “So now both of you are mad?” I was shocked when they refused to look at me.

  “Let’s just finish the quest, lover boy,” said Scarlett.

  “Fuck that,” I said. “Tell me what the hell is going on.”

  “You want to know what’s going on?” Eva suddenly burst into tears. “You two have ruined me for my future husband. I’m tainted by sin. I never should have done that, and I never would have if I hadn’t been drunk!”

  “Bullshit,” said Scarlett. “You’ve wanted both of us since the moment you laid eyes on us.”

  Eva’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You are a witch, and you’ve trapped me in your web of lust. Now I can never marry a lord.”

  “Marry me then,” I blurted, surprising myself.

  “That’s impossible,” she said after a moment. “You are not a duke or a lord, you’re—”

  “Oh, I forgot,” I said, sneering. “I’m just a baker.”

  “I wasn’t going to say that.”

  “Yes you were.” I let out a pent-up breath. “You know what? Never mind! Let’s just get this damn thing over with, then I can get back to my planet and forget about you crazy bitches.”

  I packed my shit and went back to the waterfall to collect the rest of my clothes. When I was dressed and ready to go, I walked past the sulking women and headed toward the mountains.

  We traveled in silence for hours, and while I was no longer angry, they acted like they were. They would cool down eventually—I hoped they would anyway. I’d known women who could keep up the silent treatment for days, and they were all ex’s for a reason. I didn’t give in to that shit, and I didn’t beg or grovel like a meek dickless punk.

  By midday we had walked into dwarven territory. In the shadow of the mountains, the stones were carved into statues depicting fierce looking warriors that must have been meant to scare off any monsters who ventured too close. It didn’t take long for us to be spotted; I felt like I’d been watched for the last hour.

  “Oi there!” a voice rang out.

  The speaker was perched behind a short stone wall and held a crossbow. Ten more dwarven heads popped up all around us from similar hiding places, and as many crossbows took aim.

  “You’ll want to be layin’ down that weapon o’ yours right now, nice and easy like,” the speaker said in a gruff voice.

  “That is not necessary, Garthor,” Scarlett said, peeling back her hood.

  “Scarlett? Scarlett Black?” the dwarf said with some amusement. “Well if it isn’t the little sparrow, all grown up.”

  “This is the champion of Celesta and warrior of Earth, Jake Baker,” Scarlett said and finally looked at me. She was all business. “And this, my good dwarves,” she said with a bow and an extended hand toward Eva. “This is Evangeline Everdyne, Princess of Zenfindel.”

  The dwarves abruptly stood down, then bowed their heads and slammed a fist to their chests.

  “Forgive us, Princess Evangeline,” said Garthor, emerging from behind the stone and revealing his true stature. While he was short, like I expected, he was over five feet tall. He was about three feet wide and had long bulging arms and short stocky legs. His shoulders looked like they could hold up the mountains behind him.

  “You are forgiven, good dwarf,” Eva said with more deference than she’d ever used before. I noted the effect she had on the dwarves and knew I was in the presence of a lady of the court.

  “We heard about your disappearance some time ag
o,” Garthor said as he came to stand before us. “The bards sing of the tragedy, but they also sing with hope that you may one day be found whole and happy once more. It appears the prayers of a nation have been answered.”

  “You are correct,” said Eva. “By the grace of Celesta, I have been sent not one, but two champions.” She gestured at Scarlett. “We have traveled through the Badlands for many days and nights. We have fought goblins and orcs, trolls, and murlocs. Please send word to your king that I require passage through the mountains. I also require the most talented seamstresses you have be brought to me immediately.”

  “O’ course, me lady. What a tale you must have to tell, and sorry I am I won’t hear it unless Your Highness wishes to bless me with the tellin’ as I guide you through the gate.”

  “I am tired from the road. Please lead me out of this cursed land.”

  “O’ course, me lady. Just this way then…”

  I followed close behind the princess with Scarlett at my heel while Eva followed the stout dwarf. Half a dozen of the lookouts fell in behind us, and I saw others up on the endless ridges, watching as we strode toward two large, rusty metal doors. They must have been thirty feet high and half again as wide. They were adorned with the face of a dwarf, presumably a king, and his eyes were inlaid with shimmering emeralds.

  “Looks like your eyes,” I said to Scarlett.

  She made a cute little go fuck yourself face, and I sighed and shook my head. Eva scowled at me before continuing her conversation with Garthor.

  “Oi!” said a dwarf who fell in beside me and looked me up and down before drinking from a golden flask. “I hear ye be a champion.”

  “Not by choice,” I said. That got a queer scowl from him. “What’s your name?”

  “Regmar,” he said and eyed Scarlett. “That one is a troublemaker, she is, or I don’t piss blood on Sunday mornings!”

  “I know she is. We’ve been on the road together a while.”

  “You look smitten when ye speak o’ her,” he said, a little too loud for my liking.

  Eva cocked her head, listening to us even with Garthor blabbing in her ear.

  “Regmar, is it?” I asked. “Has anyone ever told you you’re really forward? Conversation wise.” He stared at me blankly. “You have a big mouth.”