Disclaimer: This is an adult story that should not be read by minors under the age of 18. This is a parody series based on the Play Station 2 Game: Suikoden III. All of the characters belong to Konami and the creators of Suikoden III. These stories are, in my opinion, the real stories that went on in the game.
Because the game is set as a trinity, with three main characters, I will write my stories in the order I play the game. I will concentrate on Hugo Chapter 1 to start, dividing it into stories based on main events.
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Suikoden 3 Hugo: Chapter 1 Part 1 Leaving Karaya
The green grassland opened wide before him. It was like the Earth Spirits made the land only for him, so he could race and hunt over it. The blue sky looked beautiful this morning. This was the type of day where nothing could go wrong.
Hugo spurred his green pony, and the horned beast charged forward. He was followed by Sergeant Joe, a duck soldier from the Duck Clan village (like Howard the Duck only he’s wearing a military jacket and hat), and ever faithful, Fubar, his griffon. Fubar was a bit jealous that Hugo wasn’t ridding him this morning, but Hugo ignored the beast.
As they neared the Karayan Clan village, Hugo was once again reminded how he didn’t want to go back yet. He had gone out ridding this morning before the sun had even risen because he had been feeling bored and trapped in his home village. The race across the grasslands had freed him for a few hours, but he knew it couldn’t last. Besides, he was hungry. He could already smell the aromas of the cooking fires. His mother was a great cook, though preparing meals wasn’t her only talent.
As they entered the village the guards, and other villagers who were going about their daily business, greeted them. After stabling his horse, Hugo told Fubar to go hunt for his own meals, and the griffon flew off with a parting screech, while Hugo and Sgt. Joe went to Hugo’s hut.
Hugo couldn’t help staring at some of the village girls as they walked by. The girls would pretend to not see Hugo, but when they were passed, they would always glance over the shoulders, their well-formed hips swinging seductively. The smiles they gave the young hunter promised secret desires later on when they could have a few moments together. Privacy was never a big deal here, the village so small that it consisted of less than 10 huts yet over thirty villagers; so many huts often shared more than one family.
Hugo almost tripped over a rock as he followed one girl, his eyes pulled hungrily to her large breasts and firm ass. Like all Karayan’s, she was tanned copper-brown from a lifetime spent outdoors. Her hair was reddish-brown and cut short, like most of the village girls, and she had brown eyes. Hugo couldn’t remember her name at the moment, but he was sure she was the girl he fucked last night. Or was it her sister? It didn’t matter, by the hungry looks she gave him, he knew that he could call her any name he wanted, she would get on her hands and knees for him at any time.
Like right now. “Sergeant, will you excuse me for a moment. I need to go see someone.”
Sgt. Joe rolled his eyes and watched as the young girl led Hugo to one of the huts. He still couldn’t believe how open this clan was with their sexuality. He could swear that everyone was related to each other. That’s probably why a lot of them looked so similar. He sighed and found a wall to lean against while Hugo started stripping. The duck soldier had come to understand that this was so common for everyone that the villagers barely slowed to watch when ever anyone did this. But what really surprised him was how the girls never became pregnant from affairs like these.
“You were really good last night Hugo. I don’t remember when I came so hard.”
“So where you.” He threw his leather vest to the ground and unlaced his black pants, letting them drop before he fell on top of the young red head and undid her orange top, and slid her cotton skirt up to her waist. Like all Karayan’s, neither one wore any underclothes. That was something left for the Iron Heads. The Clan folks could never understand the concept of wearing clothes underneath clothes. Aside from being uncomfortable, it made it harder to have sex – just more to remove.
The girl leaned back against the hut wall and bunched up her skirt so it wouldn’t fall back down. Hugo crushed her against the wall and pushed his cock into her waiting pussy. She moaned in pleasure as the thick meat entered her, but as it slid out and then back in, out and in, getting faster with each stroke, she soon started crying out. “Yes, yes, harder, faster.” Her ass was being rubbed raw again the wood hut, and she’d probably have new splinters that her parents would have to extract, but she didn’t care. That would be fun for latter.
“Yes, Hugo, suck my tits.” Hugo had dived down between the succulent breasts, taking one of the dark nipples between his teeth and biting. “Oh by the Spirits, yes.”
The young hunter slid his hands down and grabbed onto her ass, pulling her up into the air in order to pounding her down harder onto his cock. She assisted by spreading her legs out wide around him.
Hugo had to pull his mouth off of her nipples as he started grunting like an animal. He buried his fingers in her asshole, spreading it open along with parting her cheeks as he fucked faster.
“Oh yes, oh yes, yes, yes! YES!” The girl came with a loud cry, soon joined with that of Hugo’s as he shot his cum into her. He kept pumping his cock in and out of her while they came, enjoying the feeling of her pussy squeezing his incredibly sensitive cock head.
When they finished, Hugo lowered her to her feet and they shared a kiss, before they put their clothes back on and left to their own businesses again. The thought that she might now be pregnant never even crossed his mind. Their clan had been blessed ages ago so that their women only became fertile after being married, and then only to their husbands. This kept their clan from becoming to large, as well as preventing the problem of their blood thinning resulting and resulting in malformed offspring.
Hugo rejoined Sgt. Joe and they continued their trip to his place. It wasn’t a long walk to his hut, and when they got inside he was greeted by Lulu, his best friend since they were children. A few years younger than him, Lulu had had big brown eyes that were always open wide with wonder. He had dark black hair which he dyed bright red at the top. Hugo always found it ridiculous looking, but Lulu would point out that they couldn’t all be pretty boys like him.
Hugo couldn’t argue. He had definitely inherited his mother’s good looks. Trained to hunt since before he could walk, Hugo had a strong muscular build. Though not tall yet, he still had some growing to do. His thick hair was a mix of blonde and black, with spiked bangs. His roots were black, but as his hair moved upwards, it turned blonde, like his mother’s, only to become black again at the points.
“So how was the ride today Hugo? You were out long this time.” Lulu asked excitedly. “You should have taken me with you.”
Hugo really liked Lulu, but sometimes he needed time away from him. He could be too excitable at times, like an annoying dog.
“I just needed to stretch my legs and get some air.”
“So where’s the host to show us to our table?” Sgt. Joe asked as he came in. “I’m hungry.”
“You’re always hungry,” Lulu said, not understanding the “host” and “table” comment.
“The food is ready outside for you boys,” came a seductive voice from the other end of the hut.
The three heads turned to see a young looking woman walking towards them. Although she was over 30, you could never tell. Her blonde hair, cut short above the nape of her neck, still glowed under the sun, and her tanned skin was free of any wrinkles. She was still in incredible shape, her muscles toned from hours of sword practice and hard working. She wore a tight leather dress, dyed in patterns of white, black and purple colors, that clung to every curve of her body, and caressed her large, supple breasts like a lover’s hands. You could always see her hard nipples pushing out against the material. The dress only went down her right leg, exposing the tight black pants she wore underneath. A large gold buckle covered the leather belt wrapped around her waist, finished her outfit. She walked over to them, her movements both commanding, yet alluring. No matter where she was, she would always draw every eye in the room. Worshiped by allies and enemies alike, it was no wonder this woman was the Clan Chief.
“Hey Mom, sorry about all the noise last night.” Hugo greeted Lucia as she approached.
“That’s okay Hugo, I could barely hear you over Beecham and Jimba anyway. But I take it you and Suzy had a good time?”
“Suzy, that’s her name.” Hugo snapped his fingers as he remembered.
“Really Hugo, the Chieftain’s son should remember everyone’s name in the clan.” She tried to be stern, but she couldn’t help but shake her head and laugh.
“Must you Karayan’s be so open with who you take as lovers?” Sgt. Joe asked. “We Duck’s at least close our doors at night when we mate.”
“I don’t remember hearing you complaining much the other night Sergeant.” Lucia purred, referring to the night that she had caught the duck soldier alone and finally managed to seduce. “And you were quite happy to tickle me with those lovely feathers of yours.”
