by John Evans
Andie held onto Per's cock, aiming it at Dorna's set slit as Dorna sank down onto the hard shaft. Dorna sighed in delight as half of the thick prick slid into her tight channel. She rose up slightly and then pushed herself down.
It was more than two hours later when Per left the women. Calla laid semi-comatose on the bed face-down with her legs hanging over the edge. Thick cum rolled down her quivering thighs as she moaned from the intense fucking Per had given her. Dorna and Andie both lazily waved goodbye to Per as they basked in their own orgasmic bliss with wombs full of his seed.
Per walked down the corridor feeling good. Of course, he expected a priestess of Adelpha to take care of her own sexual needs along with his. They saw it as enjoyable sex, nothing more. Per guessed that a couple of these encounters were going to be difficult.
Per decided to head downstairs and the first door closest to the foyer. He went by the red-edged door and walked down the stairs. Per walked to the first door and knocked on it. Hearing a reply, he opened the door and walked in.
"Well, well, well, the big boy finally arrives," quipped Gedda, who was sitting on top of a vaulting box.
"Oh, hush," Dorthea told her. She stood up from the chair she had been sitting in. "Welcome, Per."
Per was a little taken aback by the décor of the room. It was a large room with half of it filled with gymnastic equipment, while the other half had fine furniture in it. Each side fit perfectly with the character of the two women.
"Do we have to be concerned with your lustcraze?" asked Gedda, hopping down and walking over to stand next to Dorthea.
"I don't think so," replied Per. "I just came from Calla, Dorna, and Andie. It should be out of my system."
"I hoped you saved some for us," pouted Gedda. She then brightened. "Okay, which of us is first? Actually, that'd be fourth, wouldn't it?"
Per laughed. "It would be. The other ladies figured out their own order."
Dorthea touched Gedda on the arm. "Do you mind if I go first?"
"Of course not, as long as you don't mind a spectator."
"No comments or critiques," warned Dorthea as she led Per over to the bed on her side of the room.
"It seems we have come full circle," said Dorthea. "My old farm seems to be ages ago."
"Do you regret leaving it?" asked Per.
"Are you nuts?" exclaimed Dorthea. "I was working myself to death there and couldn't see it. Now I have a good place to live and two good men who love me."
"I'm happy for you," said Per with sincerity.
Dorthea arched an eyebrow. "I'll be a whole lot happier when you are hard and inside me."
Per pushed Dorthea back onto the bed and dipped his head down to her breasts. Dorthea sighed in contentment as he licked and sucked on her soft globes. She inhaled sharply as one of his fingers found her pussy and gently began to rub around her labia. Per felt her get wet and marveled at the change in her. Back at her farm, Dorthea was hard and harsh. Now she was softer, more womanly.
It only took a second or two for Per's penis to stiffen up to its full twelve inch length. Sensing he was ready, Dorthea scooted around on the bed and pulled Per up on top of her. She arched her hips upwards when she felt the tip of his prick push against her pussy lips and then gasped as his girth stretched her wide open.
Per fucked Dorthea at a slow pace which had her squirming and writhing underneath him as her passion built in frustrating slowness. She could only manage to take in six inches of his prick, but it was more than enough to fill her and make her tingle all over. It seemed like forever to her before she was finally crying out in an ecstatic orgasm and Per was pumping a load of hot, thick sperm into her vagina.
After his climax subsided, Per climbed off Dorthea, pulling his cock out of her with a wet, sucking sound. He glanced up at Gedda, who was watching him from the top of the vaulting box. She nodded in approval and Per went over to the washbasin to clean up. He then sauntered over to Gedda.
"All tuckered out yet?" she asked, tilting her head to one side.
"Wait and see," replied Per.
Gedda flipped backwards off the box, hit a springboard, and bounced up to catch a hold of a high bar. She spun around the bar twice before coming to a halt, looking down at Per.
"Coming?" she asked with an arched eyebrow.
It was quite awhile later before Per staggered out of the room. Gedda had been adventurous, but while she had great flexibility and agility, Per wore her down with his strength and stamina. It was hanging upside down from the high bar and banging Gedda on the parallel bars that almost unnerved him. At the end, he left Gedda slumped over the vaulting box with two loads of his hot baby cream inside her.
As the door closed behind Per, he became aware of someone else in the hallway. Looking to his left, he was surprised to see Gar standing about twenty feet away. Gar did not say anything, but only stared at his bent-over son. Per straightened up and inhaled sharply to resolve his will. The next door down the corridor was tinged in a green light and he started towards it.
Gar walked up to Per and handed him a wooden cup. The cup contained only a swallow of a dark greenish-amber liquid. Per sniffed it and smelled the odor of alcohol.
Per almost answered that he fought with Dorgeth, but Gar seemed to be putting a certain emphasis on the question. Per thought over the fights he had in the past.
Gar nodded in approval.
Per looked again at the liquid in the cup. Shrugging his shoulders, he lifted the cup and swallowed down the drink. The alcohol produced a pleasant burn in his mouth and went down smoothly. Per groaned in delight as it hit his stomach and immediately seemed to blossom into warmth throughout his body. His fatigue vanished along with any soreness in his muscles. Exhilaration coursed through him and Per felt desire in his loins.
Per walked to the next door, knocked, and entered the room. The room was set up with one huge bed, chairs and tables. Alana looked at Per a little apprehensively, while Nyrandurril had delight and love etched on her face.
"Per, you've come," said Nyrandurril with a bright smile.
"Several times already judging by the time," muttered Alana.
"Alana, I know your nervous, but trust me," admonished Nyrandurril. "Per won't hurt you." Alana looked unconvinced. "This is why we teamed up. Come, everyone have a seat on the bed."
"Alana, I know you are frightened at the times when my lust takes over," said Per, sitting on the bed between the elf and the halfling. "Part of that may be due to the two times you lost control - once with the beholder and the other with the white dragon."
"That's part of it," admitted Alana, "but it's also the thought of that thing splitting me in two." She pointed down at Per's semi-flaccid cock.
"That's why I'm here," said Nyrandurril, grasping his meaty shaft in her hands and beginning to stroke it. "I'll make sure you're not hurt. Lay back on the bed, Per."
Per scooted back to the middle of the bed. Alana kneeled on one side of Per, while Nyrandurril knelled on the other. Nyrandurril grasped his cock again and stroked it lovingly until it was hard and stiff.
"Come, Alana, it will not bite you," chided Nyrandurril at Alana's lack of participation.
Alana snorted in derision and reached over to help stroke Per's thick penis. Per could not contain a moan as two sets of hands stimulated his prick. Pre-cum began to ooze out of the tip and run down his shaft. He gasped when Alana surprised him by leaning over and licking around the head of his throbbing cock. Nyrandurril followed suit by bending over and licking down his shaft to his large testicles.
Per's balls tightened a great deal from the sensations of the tongues on his cock and balls, He shivered as he tried to kee
p from cumming and Nyrandurril stopped her ministrations.
"You ready?" she asked Alana.
Alana nodded and moved back a bit. Nyrandurril stood up and placed a leg over Per's hips. Squatting down, she grasped his hard cock and pointed it straight up in the air. Nyrandurril hunkered down until the tip was lodged in the slick folds of her labia. With a long, slow exhale of breath, Nyrandurril sank down, spearing eight inches of Per's thick cock into her small frame. Alana's eyes widened as Nyrandurril rose up before sliding all the way down the long shaft.
"Holy shit!" exclaimed Alana in disbelief. "Is that all of it? How did you do that?"
"It took a little practice," sighed Nyrandurril in bliss.
Nyrandurril rose up so that ten inches of his cock slid out of her before lowering herself back down on it again. Her tight vagina gripped at Per's throbbing penis, increasing the sexual tension building up in his balls. Between the tightness of her vagina, the heat of her pussy, and the beauty of her face looking down at him, Per knew he would not last long.
"You ready?" asked Nyrandurril after several seconds.
"As ready as I'll ever be," replied Alana. "Damn, that's hot!"
"Go ahead, Alana," encouraged Per. "Get on top and set your own pace."
"I'll be here if he loses control," whispered Nyrandurril in her ear.
Nyrandurril pulled herself off Per and Alana, standing up, stepped across his hips. Nyrandurril held Per's wet, slick cock at the base and the tip was almost touching the entrance to Alana's cunt. Putting her hand son her knees, Alana bent down and lodged the head of his prick inside her. She was very wet and ready.
"Mmph!" grunted Alana as she bit on her lower lip.
Alana ground her hips around and around to stretch out her vagina. Per gritted his teeth to keep from cumming as the rotational pressure just around the head of his cock was sending jolts of erotic pleasure down his shaft to his balls. He then grunted as Alana began to bounce up and down. His cock, slick from his pre-cum and Nyrandurril's juices, poked another two inches into Alana's incredibly tight pussy.
"I can't take anymore in," panted Alana, whose body was shaking.
"Don't," advised Nyrandurril, who was still holding the base of Per's cock. "Just go slow with what you have."
Alana began to slowly raise and lower herself on the three inches of hard cock jammed into her cunt. Per felt her slowly get used to his size and pick up her pace. He tried to distract his mind from the almost unbearable tension in his balls.
"Oh, fuck!" gasped Alana as she loosened up from her own increasing passion. She managed to get a little more of his cock inside her and then she started to shake uncontrollably. "I'm almost, I'm almost, oh fuck me!"
Alana spasmed as if she was pinned to Per's cock. Her juices flowed out to roll down his shaft or drip onto his abdomen. Her release was the trigger for Per to let go. It was hard for him to keep from arching upward as he climaxed. Nyrandurril gasped in surprise as his prick pulsated in her hands and she felt his cum travel up through it to Alana's waiting vagina.
"Oh, gods!" cried out Alana as Per's first hard spurt of hot jism hosed inside her, setting off two more orgasms.
Per spurted twice more inside Alana before her knees gave out. She fell off to one side gasping for breath, and falling limply to her side. Nyrandurril pulled Per's cock towards her and sealed her lips around the end as the last little bit of salty sperm dribbled out. She swallowed it down and then licked his entire cock clean.
"Oh, Per, what?" asked Nyrandurril as Per sat up, grabbed her by the arms and pulled her around quickly so that she was underneath him.
Per had rolled over between her legs and had lunged forward. His thick, long cock plowed into her tight furrow until his balls slapped up against her ass. Nyrandurril clutched at Per's forearms and her legs flew up in the air at the sudden penetration. Per pulled back until his prick was almost all the way out of her before shoving his cock forward again.
"Oh, yes!" panted Nyrandurril in ecstasy. Her body writhed underneath Per. "Fuck me, my lover. Fuck me."
Per acceded to her wishes. He pounded his cock in and out of her sweet elf pussy. Nyrandurril quickly had two orgasms and was gasping, moaning, and groaning her way towards a third. Per felt good and knew he would last a good long time. Even though, Nyrandurril wanted it hot and heavy, Per still kept most of his weight off her and only used a fraction of his strength to fuck her.
Nyrandurril reached out and managed to clasp Alana's hand. Per, without missing a stroke, looked over at Alana. She had a slight furrow between her eyebrows as if she was not sure of Per's actions. He smiled and winked at her. Alana jumped a little at that and the worry left her face as she understood that Per was not under his lustcraze.
Nyrandurril was spasming at regular intervals as Per pounded his cock in and out of her. Her extraordinarily beautiful face had her blond hair sticking to her brow. It only made her look more alluring.
"Fuck Me, Per," she panted in a voice raw with sexual desire. "Fuck me. Cum in me. Fill me with your seed. You feel so good!"
Per's passion had been building slowly, but her words ignited his smoldering desire. It only took him two more strokes before Per bellowed out in the ecstasy of his own climax. Nyrandurril sighed loudly as she felt his cock swell and spurt his thick, rich jizz deep inside her. She was close to her third orgasm, but he came before she was ready to pop. Both of them stayed still, panting for breath, as Per came down from his climatic high.
"How was it for you?" gasped Per to Nyrandurril.
"Wonderful, but you left me hanging at the end," she replied.
Per twitched his cock inside her to show that it was not softening too much. "I think I'm good for one more."
"How many times have you come today?" asked Alana in astonishment at Per's statement.
"Seven, so far," said Per. "I had help, though, from Gar. He gave me a potion that revives me."
"Well, then," said Nyrandurril. She wiggled out from underneath Per, sighing when his prick slid out of her pussy. She rolled over and pulled her knees up under her so that her cute butt was sticking up in the air. "Come on, Per. Do it the other way."
"You don't mean?" gasped out Alana. "No way!"
Per kneeled behind Nyrandurril and placed the tip of his cum-coated prick against the entrance to her rectum. As he pushed forward, he felt Nyrandurril relax her sphincter muscle allowing him to easily penetrate her asshole. Her rectum was obscenely stretched out around his thick shaft as he shoved all of it in her. Alana could only stare in complete disbelief that the slim elf could take such a massive cock up her ass. Per started to fuck Nyrandurril's asshole and she moaned in complete fulfillment.
"I can't believe it," stated Alana. "I'm getting hot all over again."
"Well, get your little halfling ass over here," growled Nyrandurril in desire as Per reamed out her butt. She reached over and dragged Alana over so that Alana was sitting spread-legged in front of Nyrandurril's face.
"No, I don't do that! Oh, my!" gasped Alana as Nyrandurril pushed her face right into Alana's gooey cunt.
Gasps, moans, and groans filled the air along with the musky scent of sex as all three of them headed quickly towards their own intense climax.
Chapter 10: Strange Bedfellows
"I say, rise and shine, old boy."
Per groaned as the heavy curtains on his windows were drawn back and his room flooded with the magical light from outside. He squinted to see Karlto standing by the window.
"Go to the Hells!" growled Per, putting his head under a pillow.
"Been there!" came a laughing female voice that caused Per to jerk his head back out again. Phartom plopped a tray down on his lap. The smell of cheese, bacon, and baked bread wafted up to Per's nose. She was in her human disguise and wearing a low-cut red dress. "I brought you breakfast."
"I supposed Karlto helped you bring this up," said Per.
"He did offer to help me out of my dress," said Phartom gaily. "He still doesn't realize t
hat this dress is an illusion." Karlto suddenly gurgled and choked as the back half of Phartom's dress disappeared and he found himself staring at her well-rounded ass. Per's turn to choke came when she made the front half disappear. "What do you say, Per? Care for an early morning poke?"
"It has to be in the Simularium and aren't you're supposed to be good now?" countered Per.
"Oh, I'm good," said Phartom as her dress reappeared. "Very, very good. Just wait until you find me." She then walked out of the room.
"That bloody devil's going to be the death of me yet, old chap," said Karlto. "I could have had a bleeding heart attack."
"Next time, close your eyes," quipped Per as he dug into his food.
When he finished, Per dressed in his armor and took the tray back to the kitchen. Dorthea was working there along with Gedda.
"Before you say anything you'll regret, I'm not cooking," said Gedda. "I'm just here for security."
"The Overlord still looking for Cedric then?" asked Per as Dorthea took his tray.
"Yup, but there are too many places to hide in this castle," replied Gedda. "He's set up random patrols and searches. Maybe we'll get lucky. Did you get a good night's sleep? You're going to need it!"
"I see you're still a little bow-legged this morning," said Per, which brought a snort of derision from Dorthea.
"Ha, ha, ha, very funny. You'd better get going," said Gedda sourly. She then smiled and motioned for Per to lower his head. When he leaned over, she kissed him on the cheek. "Go get 'em, big boy!"
Per walked out of the keep and over to the black building. The General, Inga, Gar, and Electana were standing outside. Gar tossed a wineskin to Per and walked off. Per pulled the stopper and sniffed. It contained the same liquid that Gar had given him yesterday.
"What's that?" asked Inga.
"Liquid nourishment," said Per with a smile before walking into the Simularium.
Per stripped down in the foyer and picked up the wineskin before going down the main corridor. He immediately saw six doors edged with green light along the corridor. Per walked halfway down and chose the door to his left. After knocking he opened the door.