by John Evans
Iona caught sight of the girl licking her lips as she watched. "Want to touch it?"
"Is it safe?" asked the girl with both apprehension and excitement in her voice.
"He's a half-ogre," said Iona as she masturbated his cock slowly. "He's a good person, but his ogre heritage sometimes means his lust takes control of him, like now."
"Can I?" asked the girl, reaching out a hand tentatively.
Iona smiled and nodded. The girl gingerly touched Per's shaft with one hand and then delicately gripped it with both hands. Iona released her hold and the girl gasped as she felt the weight and firmness of his cock. Her hands tightened instinctively to maintain their grip and his hips arched upward at the sensation.
"By the Holy Ones," whispered the awed girl. "It's as hard as steel!"
"Stroke it," advised Iona, sensing Per's need and not wanting to test his forbearance. "You'll feel it's as soft as velvet."
The girl adjusted her grip on his rod and started to stroke up and down the entire length. Per groaned in approval as her two-handed grip sent jolts of pleasure into his balls. The combined juices of their earlier fucking had made his cock so slick it slid easily between the girl's fingers.
The girl's face became flushed and her breathing became heavier. Her nipples hardened into small buds as she stroke Per's prick. She started to squirm her hips around as her vagina heated up and became moist.
"Do you think I could?" she started to ask. "I mean, I never got off with...I mean, I...well, you know."
Iona swallowed and hid her disappointment; she was all poised to have Per spray his cum over her. She damped down her desire before answering.
"Only if you're ready for a wild ride," said Iona with a smile. "Remember, he's caught up in his lust and incredibly strong. Have you ever ridden a horse?" The girl nodded. "Good, don't fight his strength, just ride along with him."
The girl nodded again, more apprehensively, and then screwed up her courage. She stepped across Per's hips, planting a foot on either side. Iona grabbed his cock and aimed it straight up as the girl leaned over to place her hands on Per's chest. She then squatted down lodging the head between her wet folds.
As soon as the tip of his cock hit that hot, wet spot, Per arched his hips up off the floor desperately trying to drive his cock into her moist tunnel. The girl braced her arms and legs and rode upwards with him. He crashed his hips back onto the ground and lunged upwards again. The girl's face showed her fear, but she stayed on and managed to keep Per from forcing his cock into her. After five times, he stopped and laid flat on the floor.
"Are you okay?" asked Iona, to which the girl nodded. "Good, I think you have to take control now."
The girl bit her lip and sweat broke out on her forehead as she slowly ground her ass backwards. Her labia stretched out wide as Per's massive shaft split her slit apart. The girl managed to get two inches in before she had to stop. Her whole body was shaking, but she raised herself up and slowly began to fuck. With groans and gasps, she determinately got four inches lodged inside her tight cunt.
"Oh, Goddess," gasped the girl. "I don't think I can get anymore in."
"Then have fun on what is inside," advised Iona.
The girl began to bounce up and down on his cock, driving two, maybe three inches, in and out of her hot, wet vagina. Per moaned again in approval as her tight cunt gripped the top of his hard prick. The girl was soon gasping for breath as her passion soared within her. Even in his lustcraze, Per did nothing to impede the warm, gripping sensations surrounding his cock.
"Oh, I've never been so full!" exclaimed the girl. "I'm going to... ahhh!"
The girl trembled violently as she shoved backwards driving five inches of hard meat into her cunt. Her mouth gaped open soundlessly as her orgasm exploded inside her. Her legs quivered as her juices gushed out and her vaginal muscles spasmed around the thick shaft inside her. Suddenly, the girl's eyes flew open in surprise and her body shook with another orgasm.
""He's spurting!" She yelled. "Oh! Oh, Goddess." A third orgasm overtook her as his hot jizz filled her womb and touched off an entire series of orgasms within her. It seemed to last an eternity, but eventually Per's cock finished unloading its liquid seed inside her. Iona eased the semi-comatose girl off to one side.
"How is she?" asked Per, sitting up.
"She's alright," answered Iona. "Before you get mad, she wanted to do it. Her boyfriend left her unfulfilled. He's sleeping over there in the hay, no stamina."
"What? Who?" asked the girl groggily, raising herself up.
"Hey, little one," said Per, softly. "How are you?"
"Blessed!" sighed the girl. "That was great!"
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," said Per with a smile.
"And yourself?" asked the girl.
"I wasn't in much of a condition to know," replied Per.
"Oh? Does your lust overcome you each time?" she asked.
"No, only at certain times, I'll be fine until tomorrow."
"Great! I'd like to..." the girl's smile slipped a little. "I mean, if you can again."
"Like to what?" asked Per.
"Well, she was, uhm, going to use her mouth," said the girl. "I'd like to give you as much pleasure as you gave me."
Per glanced over at Iona. "Only if I can help," she said with a wicked smile.
"Hmm, I might be good for one more time," said Per.
The girl squealed in delight and pushed Per onto his back. He heard a sleepy grunt emanate from the other side of the hay. Per's cock flopped over limply, but not for long as two pairs of hands grasped, caressed, massaged and stroked it back to its full twelve inch length. Pre-cum oozed out of the tip as four hands pumped up and down.
Iona got the first taste as her mouth opened wide and Per felt the head of his cock enclosed in a wet, warm cavern. Her head bobbed up and down, sending tingling sensations down the shaft to his balls. He watched her head lift up and her cheeks billow inward as she created a vacuum to try and draw his cum out of him.
Lifting her her head off Per's prick with a pop, Iona nodded to the girl. The girl licked her lips and tried to imitate Iona's sucking. Per inhaled sharply because her tongue was sliding up and down over the sensitive fold of skin just under the head. He could feel his balls tightening up and he knew he was going to blow soon if he did not do something.
Per sat up slightly and grasped the nearest leg of each woman, dragging their hips around. The girl stopped sucking to see what he was doing, but neither she nor Iona let go of his cock. Per laid back down with their asses up by his chest. He brought his fingers up to gently probe their feminine folds to find their clits.
Both Iona and the girl moaned as his large fingers rubbed over the sensitive nubs. The pussies were wet with their passion and Per increased the speed of his fondling. Iona arched her back to give him better access as the girl humped back against his probing digits.
Her hands started to pump his cock again. Iona turned her head sideways and Per felt her tongue lick out at the base of his cock. It then traveled all the way up the shaft before gliding back down again. This galvanized the girl, who had stopped everything when Per had started to probe into her hot vagina. With a loud 'mmuph', she took the head of his cock into her mouth and began to suck on it voraciously.
Per felt the tingling of his excitement build in his balls and he wormed first one, then two fingers into each dripping snatch. His fingers pumped in and out quickly. The girl had to bring her head up to gasp for air as her sexual tension rose. Iona quickly sealed her mouth over the tip of his prick and laved her tongue around and around. The girl, groaning and humping back against Per's fingers, bent down to lick up and down the length of his hard meat. From then on, the two women alternated between licking his shaft and sucking on the head of his cock. Every now and then their tongues would twirl together over the sensitive tip.
Per was ready to blow. His body was shaking and the tension was unbelievable in his balls. He knew he was only seconds away. Suddenly, h
is fingers were coated with dripping juices from both Iona and the girl. He felt their vaginas tighten as they orgasmed. That was it for him. The sight and feel of their climax sent him over the edge. He relaxed and just let it happen.
Her mouth sealed around the head of his cock, Iona felt it pulsate wildly. Releasing his cock from her mouth, she pulled the girl's head up. "Take the first one!" she said as she pushed the girl's head forward.
The girl opened her mouth and sealed it around the tip just in time. Per involuntarily arched his hips upward as his first blast of hot jism spurted out to fill the girl's mouth. The girl, her cheeks billowed out slightly, backed off to allow Iona to clamp her mouth over the tip as his second spurt burst forth. Once her mouth was full of Per's rich, creamy seed, Iona drew backed and swallowed as his third spurt gushed out and rolled down his shaft. She smiled at the girl and pumped his cock with both hands as Per fired off two final spurts.
Iona began to lick at his prick and rub her face in his cum as the girl watched. With a loud gulp, the girl swallowed down the load of jizz she had been holding in her mouth and then leaned down to lick along with Iona. Soon, both of their faces were shiny and gooey as Per's cock slowly deflated.
"Well?" asked the girl, with a white drop of cum oozing down her cheek.
"That I think I'll remember for awhile," gasped Per. "Thank you. You know, we really didn't mean to disturb you and..."
"My ex-boyfriend," said the girl, filling in the end of his sentence. "I'm glad you did. At least now I've had some real sex. He just pops and that's it. Today he managed to get it up a second time, but still left me behind. He said it would be fun to romp in the hay while my father is out." She suddenly turned white. "My father! He's going to return at any time!"
It was a mad scramble for clothing as the three of them tripped and bumped into one another. Per grabbed the boy's clothing and threw it over his body, but the sleeping boy did not even move. Per shook his head, threw a blanket over the boy and covered it with hay. They quickly climbed down the ladder to the stable floor. They brushed the hay out of their hair and the two women washed their faces. They had just finished when a man with a pitchfork walked in through the door.
"Excuse me," said the man, a little startled by Per's appearance. "I'm the owner of this stable. May I help you?"
"Yes," replied Per. "I was just asking your daughter about your rates. We just arrived and are staying at the inn down the block. We have two horses and a mule to put up."
"Of course, sir, we can accommodate you," said the man. He then looked over at Iona. His eyes widened in recognition. "Excuse me, milady. I did not see you back there."
"It's quite alright," said Iona, waving off the man's apologies.
"My daughter will go with you and fetch your horses and mule," said the man. "They will be well cared for."
"But, father..." the girl started to say.
"No buts," he interrupted. "Go on with them."
The three of them stepped out of the stable and started down the street to the inn. They had only gone a dozen feet of so before the girl stopped and turned to face Iona.
"Are you really a lady, milady?" she asked Iona with wonder in her eyes.
"It's a title I neither wanted nor desired," replied Iona. "No, 'milady', either, please. I'd rather just be your friend."
The girl looked totally baffled by Iona's request. She turned to look at Per. "You must be a great knight then?"
Per laughed. "Gods, no, I'm just an adventurer out making his way through the world. The two of us have met before and we teamed up again when we ran into one another just a little while ago."
"Then you're not her champion?' asked the girl in a disappointed voice.
"I'm her friend," said Per. "A good and close friend, the same type of friend she wants to be with you."
The girl stepped back and said, "No offense, milady, but I prefer men."
"I prefer men also," replied Iona with great aplomb. "He is talking about friendship, not affairs or sex. If I had to choose between having Per as a friend or as a lover, I'd pick friend."
"I don't understand," said the girl.
"You will in time," stated Iona, hugging the girl around the shoulders. "Come, we need to get our horses."
They turned back towards the inn when a loud scream behind them brought them up short. The pair both spun around, drawing their swords. Just before Per dashed inside to see what the matter was, the stable door burst open and the boy came running out. He was still naked and his hands were gripping his butt. Per could see blood and at least two puncture holes in the boy's ass. Yelling like a banshee, the boy took off running to the laughter of the crowd. Half a second later, the stable owner came bursting out brandishing his pitchfork. Per snagged him by the arm before he could chase after the boy.
"I'll kill him!" exclaimed the owner angrily. "He was up in the loft naked. He must have been spying on my daughter, hoping to catch her alone up there! Well, I'll show him! If I hadn't had to fork some hay down to the animals, I'd never have found his hiding place, the damned little pervert!"
"Hold on," said Per, holding the man back. "You've already given him a painful lesson and one that will remind him every time he sits down, right?"
The owner snorted in malicious glee. "You're right about that. Couldn't have placed it better if I had aimed for it, but he was spying on my daughter."
"Just send a message to the boy telling him to stay away," said Iona.
"You might want to add that any stories he makes up will be overshadowed by the one of him running out of the stables naked with a pitchfork up his butt," added Per.
"Stories? What stories?" questioned the owner.
"Well, he was naked in the loft," mused Iona. "Who knows what he might say to take some of the embarrassment off him."
"If he does spread stories, this won't be a threat," said the owner angrily, shaking his pitchfork. "It'll be a promise." The owner blew out a long breath to regain control. "Go, go and get your animals."
"Whew!" exclaimed Per softly, once the inn keeper had gone. His daughter snickered as she followed him inside.
Chapter 7: Botany And Biology
"It's almost dusk," said Per, looking up at the sky. "I wonder how long it will be before the General's man will appear?"
"Not long at all," came a low voice off to one side.
Per and Iona both turned around quickly to face the speaker. He was a thin man leaning against the wall of the inn, well hidden in the shadows. His boots and patched gray cloak had seen better days. His hair hung down lank and greasy to his shoulders and he looked at the two of them in obvious distaste.
Slowly, looking to the left and right, the man pushed himself off the wall and started down the street. With a nod of his head, he indicated that Per and Iona should follow him. They stayed where they were unsure of who this man was and distrustful of his shabby appearance. The man stopped when he noticed that they were not coming after him. He shook his head in disgust and crooked a finger at them to bid them closer. He waited as they cautiously approached him.
"Alright, let's take this from the top," he said sarcastically. "I'm Niron. The General has paid me to give you certain information. I ran across some mercenaries who have been gone for some time and returned with money to spend. They ain't saying boo about where the money came from or what they did to get it. Mercenaries are worse gossips than old women. Their reputation is what brings in the bids, so them not talking is unusual. Lots of money to spend means a dangerous assignment. Success at a dangerous assignment means notoriety. Notoriety means more assignments, which means more money. Any questions, children?"
"I don't like your tone," said Per ominously.
"Oh, I'm so terribly sorry, milord and lady. Get used to it. I'm supposed to lead you to the mercenaries. Let's go."
Niron led them through the city. Per was not surprised when they headed down towards the docks, but was a little amazed when they went past them and over a bridge. The other side of
the river was obviously an elite section of the city.
"They ain't staying at any of the local places, which is another interesting fact," said Niron as if he had read his thoughts. He stopped at a corner of a building where two streets intersected and looked around to his left. "Three buildings up and to the right is a store. Two of the mercenaries are in there. One is wearing black pants and the other a brown vest. Here is where I leave you."
"How do you know they are in there?" asked Per.
"'Cause my pal has been watching the place while I went to fetch you," spat Niron. "Now, we're gone."
"What is the General paying you for this?" asked Iona.
"He's letting me keep my head in place until his guards catch me again," replied Niron.
"Here," said Iona, holding out her hand. She placed some coins in his palm. "These hauts are all I can spare."
Niron looked at the coins and rubbed his fingers over them. He then smiled at Iona. "I know you come from bad seed, Lady Iona," he said, "but you maybe okay in my book." He turned and disappeared back into the shadows before Per or Iona could do anything.
"Was that about your grandfather?" asked Per.
"Ancient history," replied Iona. "We have a store to watch." She turned to peer around the corner and watch the store. Per shrugged to himself about having the topic closed off again and moved over by her. It was starting to get dark when two men came out of the store carrying boxes.
"The one with the vest!" exclaimed Iona softly. "I recognize him. He was one of the ones who rode off after leaving that other man behind to ambush you."
"Be careful," warned Per. "We need to follow them to where they have Queen Shara."
They quietly followed the two men. Once, they were almost spotted when the man in the vest looked back over his shoulder. Per managed to hide behind a merchant's booth, while Iona inspected the wares. The men walked on several hundred feet and then went through the main gate to a large estate. Per and Iona watched them walk up to the large mansion.