Pervikar

by John Evans

  "I am here and I do not know what to do," she said, embarrassed. "I even asked Melinar to come, but she refused because she was here last night."

  Per walked over to her and got down on his knees. He was just about the same height as she was now. Per put his hand under her chin, tilted her head up and kissed her on the lips.

  He wrapped his arms around her, pulled her close and kissed her again. Nyrandurril responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and melting into his arms. The kiss became more passionate and Per started nuzzling her neck and her delicately pointed ears. Nyrandurril's sharp intake of breath when he licked her ear told him he had hit the right spot.

  She began running her fingers through his hair and down his back. When her fingers caught in the bedcover, she grabbed it and pulled it off leaving Per naked, his hard cock throbbing between his legs.

  Per leaned back, separating their panting bodies, and untied the sash to Nyrandurril's robe. The robe slid off her pale shoulders to puddle on the floor and reveal her naked loveliness. Per leaned down and caught one of her small breasts with his mouth. He tongued her nipple and, in response, Nyrandurril grasped his head and pulled him closer so he could suckle at her tits. Per's hand touched her knee and then glided upwards between her legs to her pussy.

  Nyrandurril shifted her legs apart while holding Per's head tightly to her breasts. He spread her pussy lips apart and gently massaged her clitoris. Nyrandurril moaned in delight and her breathing became heavier. Per felt her sweet moisture lubricating her cunt.

  Picking up the slim girl up in his arms, Per carried her over to the bed and set her down so that her legs were hanging over the edge. He went down on his knees again, now facing Nyrandurril's exposed pussy. Sliding his hands under her legs, Per buried his face in her moist cunt.

  Nyrandurril gasped, moaned and writhed as his tongue licked and flicked at her pussy. Her hands clutched at the bed sheets and roughly squeezed her tender breasts in the throes of her passion. Her juices flowed and Per delighted in her taste. It was different to the taste of Melinar's cunt but no less alluring.

  He continued to lick Nyrandurril's pussy until he thought she was wet enough. Then he stood and moved her around on the bed. Nyrandurril's head lay on the pillow, her long hair fanning out as Per moved between her open legs. He positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt and flexed his hips forward, forcing two inches of his cock into her incredibly tight pussy.

  Nyrandurril squirmed as Per's large cock stretched her cunt to its limit. Per eased his cock inside, taking it slowly, until half his cock was buried in her pussy. Per held himself, making sure not all of his weight was on her. He concentrated on making sure only half his cock went inside her as he pumped it in and out. Nyrandurril bit her upper lip and clutched at Per as her body became used to him and gradually passion took over. Her wet pussy gripped Per's cock tightly and he felt his climax start to build in his toes. With a bellow, Per surged into Nyrandurril as his cock exploded.

  "I... I... I... can... feel... you... you... spurting," gasped Nyrandurril, her eyes wide. "I... I... aaieeeeeeeeeee!"

  Nyrandurril's back arched as she screamed out her orgasm. Per's cock continued to pump wad after wad of hot, sticky sperm deep into her womb. As his climax subsided, Per felt the familiar burn of desire start again in his groin but he pulled out of her cunt with a wet sucking sound.

  "That was wonderful," sighed Nyrandurril, rolling over to lay her head on his chest. "I thought you would come out of my mouth on that last shove. How much of you was in me?"

  "Only half," Per managed to say as his lust rose within him.

  She glanced down and saw his cock, rock hard and pointing straight at her.

  "Per, I thought men lost their desire after...you know," she stated questioningly.

  "I don't know," he answered. "My groin burns after cumming the first time. It is almost painful and I have to cum again to stop it."

  "It might part of your ogre heritage," said Nyrandurril, reaching down to stroke his hard cock. Per gritted his teeth and hissed from the unbearable sensations.

  "Well, w can not leave you like this," said Nyrandurril, throwing a leg over Per's hips. She reached down between them and pointed his large cock at her pussy. With a quick lunge, she impaled herself, sliding half of his cock into her hot, slick cunt with one thrust and Per felt the tip of his cock hit her soft cervix.

  Nyrandurril rocked back and forth, humping herself up and down on his prick. Per reached up to play with her jiggling breasts and hard nipples. Every now and then, Nyrandurril would stop to grind her ass backwards as if to force more of his cock up into her cunt.

  "Per..," gasped Nyrandurril, bouncing on his cock. "Uh… uh... how many... huff, huff... times did you... huff, huff... cum when... huff, huff... all of us... huff, huff... were together?"

  "Three," Per panted back.

  "Huff... and last... huff, huff... night?"

  "Four."

  "You... huff, huff, huff... must... huff, huff, huff... get... huff, huff, huff... it... huff, huff, huff... from... huff, huff, huff... your... huff, huff, huff, huff… huff, huff, huff, huff... fatherrrrrr. Oh, Gods! Yessssssss!"

  Nyrandurril's body quivered in the throes of her orgasm, but she did not stop humping on Per's hard shaft. Per felt her vaginal muscles contract as if to milk him dry. The added pressure inflamed his desire and his ardor increased; Per grabbed Nyrandurril's hips and held her down on his cock as it fired off its load into her pussy.

  "I can feel you spurting inside of me," said Nyrandurril dreamily. "It feels like... ahhh... you are shooting forever. I can feel some leaking out of me."

  The burning sensation left Per as he climaxed and he sat up with his cock still in Nyrandurril, bringing her legs around his waist. Per felt his cock slip another inch into her pussy before hitting bottom again. He reached down, grabbed each of her asscheeks and, using his legs as leverage, began bouncing Nyrandurril up and down on his prick. She quickly grabbed Per's arms for support as she was lifted and lowered onto his shaft. Their breathing became heavier as his hard cock fucked deep into her tight, wet pussy. Nyrandurril's long, blond hair fell across her face and her breasts jiggled with each impact of Per's prick.

  Finally, Per felt her breath catch and her hands tighten on his arms. Once again, Nyrandurril's pussy clamped down on his prick as she climaxed, their mingled juices flowing out of her.

  Per's arms and legs burnt with the effort of lifting Nyrandurril up and down onto his enormous cock but he did not stop. Soon he felt his own climax building but, despite gasping from the strain and the passion, Per kept fucking Nyrandurril. Finally, with a large growl, Per let go of Nyrandurril's ass, letting his cock slide deep into her, and held her close as he came. His entire body shook as his cock exploded. His prick spurted endlessly and each shot of hot jism seemed to have the force of a geyser.

  As his ejaculations diminished, he fell back onto the bed with Nyrandurril on top of him. With his prick still inside her, they both lay there unable to speak. Nyrandurril moved up, causing Per's slightly deflated cock to slurp wetly out of her cunt, and kissed him.

  "That was wonderful," she said, sliding back down again to rest her head on his stomach.

  Nyrandurril reached down and grasped his semi-soft, cum-coated prick with herhand. "Per, I never knew a man could cum so much. Do you think you can? One more time?" she asked.

  Per put his hands behind his head and said, "You'll have to do it."

  Rising to the challenge, Nyrandurril leaned over and bit one of his nipples. Her hand began to jack his limp cock, which rapidly hardened again under her caress. Nyrandurril crawled between his legs and grasped his cock with both hands. Her hands slid easily up and down his cock, still slick and slimy with both of their juices.

  As her hands slid up and down the length of his shaft, she would every so often reach down to cup his balls. Despite all their lovemaking, they felt heavy and full of juice. Per felt his desire growing as he looked down at the blond girl
intent on making him cum one more time. He knew it would not take long.

  "Here... it... comes!," he grunted.

  Nyrandurril watched in fascination as Per's first shot of hot goo spurted two feet into the air. The second shot went just as far, but Nyrandurril had unconsciously moved his cock slightly and it hit her right between the tits. Nyrandurril, cum dripping down her breasts, held his cock straight up and watched his sperm gush out, rolling down his shaft to cover her hands.

  After Per had finally subsided, Nyrandurril got up and washed her hands and breasts at the washbasin. She came back with a wet cloth and cleaned Per of his sticky sperm splatters.

  "Thank you. You were my first and I will never forget you," she whispered, kissing him.

  With weak legs, Nyrandurril rose and put on her robe. Opening the door slightly, she checked to see if the hallway was clear and then left backwards glance. Per watched her go, realizing that in the morning they would all be going in different directions.

  Chapter 4: Per Sets Out

  Per and Tenan left well before dawn with only an old dog and the gate watchmen to see them off.

  "I think we'll stop by your mother's farm for the night," said Tenan. "I'll pick up the things I immediately need tomorrow and get Rolph and Dagmar to pack the rest later." He paused. "You know, that sword looks like it is a part of you, Per."

  Per reached down to the bastard sword Tenan had given him. He had been wearing it ever since the duel.

  "I don't even notice its weight anymore," said Per. "If I go back to the farm, I guess it will go in some dusty, old trunk."

  "Are you going to take the palace guard position?" asked Tenan.

  "I don't know. It sounds exciting, but what happens if I run into people like Cedric and Felinor again?"

  "There's no 'if' about it," commented Tenan. "Intrigue, back stabbing and power plays are the name the game at the palace. You'll have to keep track of a half-dozen plots at any one time even as a palace guard. Are you going to marry one of those two girls you have been sleeping with?"

  "What!"

  "Don't yell," said Tenan. "I asked if you were going to..."

  "I heard you," interrupted Per angrily. "What have you been doing? Spying on me?"

  "No and don't get angry. You've been walking around with a shit-eating grin on your face for the past three days. It was fairly obvious. They're good girls."

  "Yes, they are," said Per, calming down. "I don't think they are ready for marriage and besides, they are leaving the castle today to go to the capitol. Nyrandurril is going to study magic with the court wizard. Melinar wants to see the city and experience more of life."

  "Well, I think we have dawdled enough." said Tenan. "We'd better hurry or we won't make it to the farm in time for dinner."

  The rest of the day went by pleasantly, it was a bright sunny summer day and the miles passed under their horses' hooves. Per was hungry to get home. They passed farms where fields of bright green shoots grew and workers looked up to watch them before going back to their duties. The sun was just beginning to set as they entered the yard at Karina's farm and Rolph and Dagmar strode out to meet them.

  "You've grown some, boy," said Rolph, as they greeted each other. "I'm not sure your mother will recognize you."

  "Is she well?" asked Per.

  "She's in the house, fixing dinner. Go in and ask her if she has enough food for two more. Give me your sword and bags. We'll take them to your room."

  Per handed over his sword and bags and went inside the house where he found Karina stirring the contents of a pot suspended over the fireplace in the kitchen.

  "Mother, do we have enough food for two travelers?" Per asked, casually.

  "Of course, we do, Per," she answered absentmindedly. "Just tell them to make sure that... Per? Oh, Per!"

  Karina turned around to stare at him, then, throwing the spoon on the table, ran around the table to hug her son. "Per! I've missed you so," she exclaimed, crying with happiness. "How did you get here? Your year of service isn't over yet. What happened?"

  "One question at a time," Per said, glad to be home. "Tenan is with me and we'll tell you the whole story at dinner."

  At supper, Per and Tenan related the entire story of Baron Cedric and the Overlord to Karina, Rolph, and Dagmar. Karina grew flinty and cold when told of Cedric's abuses, and then scared and frightened when Tenan told her of Per's duel with Sir Felinor.

  "Why didn't you stop it?" she asked Tenan angrily. "He could have been killed."

  "I had no choice in the matter," he answered, meeting her stare for stare. "If he hadn't fought, he'd be in the dungeon right now."

  "I'm sorry," Karina said, looking away first. "I'm overprotective. Please, continue. What happened next?"

  Tenan concluded the tale, excluding Per's liaisons with Melinar and Nyrandurril. Per felt Rolph and Dagmar staring at him as if they knew, but they remained silent.

  "I'm thankful you both are safe," said Karina. "All four of you have had a long day. Off to bed so I can clean up the dishes."

  All four men looked at each other and smiled at the familiarity of being bossed around by Karina again. Rolph and Dagmar took off for the bunkhouse, Per went to his room and Tenan stayed to help Karina with the dishes. Per, back in his own bed, had no trouble falling asleep.

  A shrill scream, abruptly cut off, snapped Per awake. He jumped out of his bed, stubbed his toes on a chair and fumbled for his sword. Pulling his sword free, Per ran towards the stairs only to meet Tenan and Karina coming out of their separate rooms. Tenan was gripping a pair of long knives in his hands.

  "What was that?" asked Per.

  "Someone dying," replied Tenan, grimly.

  "Rolph? Dagmar?" asked a frightened Karina.

  "I don't know," said Tenan. "Bar the door after I leave. Per, stay here to protect your mother. I'll be back shortly."

  Tenan disappeared out the back door and moved silently into the night. Per and Karina barred the doors and bolted the shutters. Then Per quickly got dressed whilst Karina restoked the fire and put a kettle of water on a hook over the flames.

  "Per, get down the box of bandages," ordered Karina. "Then cut slices of ham, bread, and cheese."

  Per had just finished cutting the bread when there was a knock at the door.

  "It's me. Tenan."

  Per unbarred the door and let Tenan, Rolph, and Dagmar in. Tenan deposited a short sword, dagger, several throwing knives, two three-foot lengths of wire and five gold pieces on the kitchen table.

  "It was a man I've never seen before," said Tenan. "His chest is caved in. It appeared that he was sneaking up on the house. I'll know better in the morning when I can see his tracks. We put his body in the tack room."

  "How did his chest get crushed?" asked Karina, handing out plates of ham and bread.

  "I don't know," said Tenan. "He didn't fall. I hope to find out in the morning when I can study the tracks. I want everyone to sleep in the house tonight. Dagmar will take the first watch, I'll take the second, and Rolph will take the third."

  "What about me?" asked Per.

  Tenan, Rolph and Dagmar broke out in smiles. "Ah, youth," commented Rolph. "If he wants my watch, I'll gladly give it to him."

  "No," replied Tenan, "but if you want to lose two hours sleep, you can keep watch with Rolph."

  "I will," said Per, bringing another chuckle from the older men.

  Per felt that his head had just hit the pillow when Tenan shook him awake. Splashing water on his face, Per went downstairs to find Rolph sharpening a wicked-looking halberd. Dagmar was rolled up in a blanket near the hearth and snoring loudly.

  "Well, you look chipper this morning," said Rolph. "I don't think blood-shot violet eyes are going to catch on as a new fashion. They will be good for scaring young children, though."

  "Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny," grumped Per.

  "There's ham and cheese and bread under the cloth," said Rolph, pointing to the covered plate on the table. "There's cider in the pitcher
. Eat sparingly. A full stomach will make you sleepy."

  "Who was the man who was killed?" asked Per, pouring some cider and taking a wedge of cheese.

  "I don't know," replied Rolph, testing the axe edge of the halberd. "I'm pretty sure he was an assassin."

  "An assassin! Here? To kill who?" stammered an alarmed Per. "Are you sure?"

  "He had throwing knives and wire garrotes. I can almost guarantee you that he was an assassin. Now, Per, I'm not saying for sure, but as for who the assassin was after, you are the only one who has pissed off several high ranking people lately."

  "Me?"

  "Don't think about it. I may be wrong. Here," said Rolph, tossing the halberd to Per. "Let's try some exercises. You've probably gotten rusty in the past year."

  "Won't we wake Dagmar?"

  "He could sleep through a banshee scream, but if something threatened us, he'd be awake and up in a second. I don't know how he does it."

  Per spent the next hour doing lunging, cutting, and thrusting exercises with the halberd. Rolph, a perfectionist with the weapon, corrected every mistake and made Per redo each exercise until it was flawless. The sky was just beginning to lighten when Rolph stopped Per's drill. Dagmar snorted twice and rolled out of the blankets. Per saw that he had been sleeping with an unsheathed long sword which Dagmar now leaned against a wall. Dagmar snatched up a bucket and unbarred the door. Scanning the brightening countryside, he went out to fill the bucket at the well. Per went to the woodpile to replenish the wood inside the house while Rolph cleaned the hearth and rebuilt the fire.

  Tenan came downstairs, took in everything at a glance, and grabbed a basket as he headed out to the chicken coop. Per was always amazed that the three men worked together without saying a word.

  When Tenan came back, Per could tell something was wrong. Tenan did not say anything though. Karina came downstairs and they all sat down to breakfast.

  "Someone erased the tracks last night," said Tenan, finishing off his bacon. "I'll have to go in a larger radius to see if I can find any."

  "Who was the man who was killed last night?" asked Karina.