Dana had been riding Arthur for nearly and hour and every minute had been either sheer pleasure or sheer agony, Dana couldn't decide. Her panties had been ripped beyond repair and so she had not put them on. Arthur's hair was so soft yet rough that every step he took dragged her sensitive cunt lips over his back sending her pussy into amazing spasm's of pleasure. She had orgasmed dozens of times she was sure but she was extremely red knowing that everything she was thinking and feeling were very unmaidenly.
Meanwhile Arthur was having just as hard a time. He could smell and feel her wetness on his strong centaurian back and was wishing he could do to her what he had done to the harpy. He imagined bending her over and pushing the large penis between his legs deep into the small hole he imagined she had like mares. He had not really wanted to leave the harpies den, because of the amazing pleasure but it would have been unchivalrous to leave a young maiden in their evil clutches.
Plus once they were done with him they probably would cook and eat him. And that wasn't very good. So he rode on his massive red member sticking out straight as his thoughts wandered. Dana still didn't know how to summon the stork and wondered if what she had just experienced had anything to do with it. But it required a man and a woman of the same species she thought, so that couldn't be it. Dana was just about to go through another excruciating orgasm when a large white tower came into view. Arthur slowed as they neared the door and allowed Dana to dismount.
Dana saw a small puddle of fluid roll and drip down Arthur's flanks as she dismounted and she knew that it was her own. She tried to subtly wipe it up but she knew Arthur knew what she was doing. When they came near the door, it magically opened. Arthur gave her a glance that screamed Caution as they entered. There was a stair case that appeared to be the only way to go in the room. Arthur and Dana climbed side by side, up what seemed like hundreds of floors. Finally they reached a small door. They opened it carefully and walked through. On the other size was a room that was obviously too big for the small tower.
Magic, thought Dana. As they walked in they spied a short man sitting in a chair next to a circle engraved with dozens of strange images.
Dana realized he must be some kind of Magician or even worse a Sorcerer. Sorcerers were people who pretended to be magicians by using objects of magic to make it appear that they were the ones creating magic. And as a rule they were all bad. The man looked kind though so Dana wondered if he was possibly a good Magician or just a wealthy man. He looked up from his desk and asked, "May I help you two fine young people?"
Dana liked the sound of his voice for it appeared to be very kindly. "We are lost and are on a quest for the red egg. The Good Magician of Information said that if we found it we would know how Adults summon the stork." At this the man smiled and said," I'll tell you what. I will tell you how to summon the stork if you do me a little favor. I would like to be able to have you, young woman, suck my manhood, while you sir centaur, impale my daughter upon your member."