Mage Of Many Talents Ch 02

Chapter 2 - Rogue's Gallery

I learned under her horny tutelage the ways of sticking tools into mechanical contraptions for desirable release, though it was an uphill battle. My hands were not meant to hold the tools. She often joked that my large hands were more suited for making her come than figuring out how to make a lock release. My joke was that a demon would always make a lock release, but in all seriousness she said that imp dicks were actually skeleton keys, and how fun they were to suck on since they could change shape.

After a few weeks of her teasing, and using every part of me to get herself off, we ended up going adventuring together as well. It was often my friends that completed the party, seeing as the rogue's gallery could not be trusted. They would sooner stab you in the back for a big score, and were a danger to bring along.

"Then you must be the nicest rogue," I once said, instantly regretting it as she trained a dagger to my throat drawing a trickle of blood while having me jerk off at the moment or die. The danger aspect got me off in just a few pumps, spurting out on the floor. She kicked my knees in to lick it up, and stuck a thumb in my ass as I did, massaging my balls with the rest of her fingers. She always found some new fun way to make me crave her.

"Don't ever call me nice, magic," she said. "Or I'll fuck you with a dagger over and over." I pictured a strap-on dagger that she could use to thrust stab a person, and felt an erection bothering me again. When all the cum was off the floor, she let up and set her foot on my dick, getting it off in another few squeezes between her big toe and the rest. I was becoming far too easily set off by her, and would do anything to make her feel good.

"Sorry," I said. "You're still coming with us, right?"

"We made a deal," she said. "I don't break deals." I wanted to remark that she was honorable, but that would get me stabbed for sure. I lingered on that dagger strap-on too much in my mind. If it was her, I would probably let her do it. We could have a healer overseeing it that healed the damage as it happened, or if it got too far. I also wondered if she had a thing for blood, and would need to explore that later.

"We got a priest, another mage, and a paladin from my past parties," I said. "You ok with that?"

"Holy knights make me uneasy, but we aren't going far," she said, sheathing the dagger that tasted my blood. I put some special magic on the wound to hold the cut closed so that the body could heal it. It was a good alternative to healing for small stuff, seeing as only priests, druids, and dryads could heal, and only one through sexual healing. Druids were fun for a bit of bestiality fun like the oxen momma I still remembered, and I knew priests got freaky with their staves. Well, maybe not this priest.

"Hello!" A bright voice shone into the clearing. It was the priest named Monika I had partied up with before. She was quite the ditzy one, but her healing was on point. She was often far too proud of her vow of purity, and with her curvy body that could not have been easy to uphold looking like her. She had fiery orange hair paired with many freckles, which paired amazingly with her white and gold robes. The breasts stretched the robes out with pressure, and it looked like she had trouble breathing because of it. "Szymon! I haven't seen you in a few months! How are you?!" I grimaced at her volume. Faustyna threw me a smirk before vanishing into the shadows.

"Remember when I told you about speaking a little quieter?" I asked. "Oh, and she's gone. Anyways, that was the rogue joining us today, Faustyna. Everyone ok with that?" I watched as the other three looked uncomfortable at the prospect. "I'll refund you if anything is stolen." The mood shifted to approvals, hoping Fau would not give into her rogue ways.

"The priest is not wearing any underwear," Fau whispered in my ear behind me. I turned, but she was already gone. "Paladin has a hammer on him, and I don't mean his weapon." She was horny already. I would have to find a way to remedy that along the way.

"Well, let's set off," I said. Everyone nodded.

"Yo," Fau said, showing up for a few seconds. "Don't anyone try anything skeevy. I'll be watching y'all." She vanished back into stealth and shadows. I smiled in apology as we set off on our quest into the forest.

Not two hours into the excursion, I scryed a lockbox nearby and was about to mention it to the group, but Faustyna caught on before I could. She was ever the devil on my shoulder. I excused myself to go to the bathroom, and snuck off with her toward where the box rang out with the signature gleam of air.

"Good boy," she said, stepping out of stealth. "Play your cards right and you might get to tonguefuck me as I open it." I pictured her bent over as I dug my nose in her asshole to suck on the outside of her pussy, and poked up in my robes. She caught sight of it, and smirked.

"It's here," I said, looking at a boulder. "I think under that stone. Here." I cast a simple spell that grew ice under one side of the rock to lift it up, revealing a golden gleam of an edge. It was enough for Fau to jump right in with her hands, but I put a barrier up to stop her just in time as an enchanted snake burst out to collide with the magic air, fangs first, disintegrating right after.

"Careful," I said.

"I could have dealt with a little booby trap like that myself," she said, pulling out a rectangular box with gold rims. It was something the size of a footlocker, with a glowing blue side and a strange lock system on one of the flat sides. "Now, let's see what we got. Ah, hell, it's a three person lock. Magic, and two physical locks on both sides."

"Should we try it together? Can you handle both the physical parts?"

"Hmm," she said, inspecting the box. "Set the boulder back down, we'll do it on top."

"Oh- ok," I replied, undoing the ice slowly to lay it flat.

"Now lay down for me," she said, motioning to the flat rock. I spread out on the rock, and started pulling up my robes, but she knocked my hands away. "Not that, dummy. She pressed my dick against me, and I was too aware of her fingers straddling it tightly under my robes before the lockbox fell onto it with a nut-busting squish of weight.

"What are you doing?" I asked, as she straddled the box with her legs over me. Her hands grabbed my wrists and crossed them over top of the box underneath her crotch. I held my hands there, crossed at the fingers, as she slipped her own hands down the sides of the box and right up against her spread crotch. I wished she was naked at that moment, but every motion made my dick peel back a bit, feeling very nice.

"Focus your magic of deconstruction there," she said. "I'm gonna try to get both of the physical locks at once, but it's going to be tight."

"This is kinda hot," I said.

"Don't fuck this up by busting a nut," she said.

"Yes, ma'am!" I responded, and felt stupid instantly.

"Focus, magic," she said, while working her fingers under her crotch to try and pick the locks with one hand each, I felt her thrust herself against the box, sliding the weight over my dick as I held myself back, and held the deconstruction magic in my hands over the magical lock part. Her tiny thrusts felt so agonizing against the lockbox, against my erection. I just wanted to cum already, but she was still working her fingers, starting to breathe a bit harder.

"Fuck, that's hard," she said.

"Oh, shit, I'm gonna come," I said, feeling a tight shudder in my asshole.

"Got them!" She gasped out, "Blow it now! Magic, cumshot it!"

I felt my teeth lock while pouring out deconstructing magic while she pressed the box tightly against my dick to make me come. I felt the cum spill under my robes, pooling in my bellybutton, as the magic fucked open the part of the lock open and I gasped out with a hot shuddering shake of a satisfying nut under pressure.

I found her eyes right after, blushed with effort spent to get the box opened. I felt the cum spill from my bellybutton down to my pubes, and knew what she would want next. She set the lockbox on the boulder beside me, and got naked hurriedly. I watched the breasts set down on the gold-rimmed box, nipples-first, as she put her ass up into the open air. I needed no direction to grasp onto her hips and dig my tongue inside as my nose poked her asshole.

Her pussy was so wet from the hands tickling at her crotch while working the locks that I could gather up the moisture in my tongue, running under the tender opening to scoop it into my throat. I gathered up a bit of it in my mouth and mixed it with my saliva, then spit it out onto her asshole, forcing my tongue through the sphincter thanks to the lubrication. That got a moan out of her, as her back arched closed into the box, and I rubbed the base of her spine where the bones jutted out while tongue fucking her tight asshole.

"Unlock me!" Fau burst out. I took that to mean that she wanted me to use my fingers on her pussy while burying my tongue in her ass, and followed suit all the way until I got hard again. With my cock back in action, I could not hold myself back, standing up to lift my robes and slam myself into her tight asshole much to her gasp of surprise at the thicker and longer insert.

Her breath was a plume in the evening chill, and her tits squished against the open lockbox at every thrust. My balls felt drenched in the juice coming off her pussy. My hands found their way there again, lockpicking her folds as they tried to escape all slippery. I fell forward, spilling cum inside her ass, as her boobs slipped off the box, and shivered my fingers trying to get her off with pressure of her hips against the box.

Her orgasm cry shook the forest, and made home in my head as one of the many sounds she made that I would remember forever. Before my dick went soft again, I picked her up on it still up her ass, my little rogue post orgasm, and walked backwards a few steps as cum spilled out a bit from the position change. She looked a bit out of it, but I grabbed onto her tits and twisted her nipples to wake her up.

"Holy shit!" She burst out trying to balance herself on the one rod holding her up. "How are you doing this?"

"Take a wild guess," I said, focusing on holding a magic spell that prevented my dick from breaking in half at her weight. I felt the last of the erection go limp and my magic could no longer hold her up, so she slipped down my body as the cock slipped out like a cork from her ass with a pop. I caught her in my arms, and kissed her with the same tongue that was in her ass just now, shoving deep into her throat.

"Use that more in the future, magic," she said, sinking teeth into my tongue to suck on it for a few seconds. When the bite let go, she had the warmest smile on her face. "Now let's see what the score is. If it's meant to take three people to open it, I bet it's pretty valuable." Faustyna lifted the lockbox, still fully naked in the middle of the forest. We stood together as the top swung open onto a golden helmet studded with a pattern of magical gems. My eyes opened wide.

"Trace," I said, opening my hand over the helmet. "Whoa! Each of these gemstones is magical. This is a major score. Not to mention the helmet being made of pure gold." I felt her greedy gears turning already, as she let her tongue linger outside just a bit.

"Let's split it 60-40," she said. "I did both of the physical locks, so I should get the larger part."

"You can have it," I said, leaving her mouth open in surprise. "As long as you'll keep teaching me until I can open most locks."

"Come on, magic, don't put this on me like that," she said, grimacing while rubbing her brow. "Fine, let's do 50-50."

"I wasn't haggling, Fau," I said, feeling like I was letting go of something very precious just to stay beside her. Maybe I was being too obvious about it. "Actually, I'll take the 40, if you're still offering." She sighed deeply in relief. I did not want her to try to pick apart a moral quandary as a rogue. I just wanted her to smile and call me "magic" forever. Besides, I still had that one box I kept tucked away in my room. It was the first thing that made me want to learn lockpicking, which put me on her path.

"I'll take it for now and sell it high on the black market," she said. "Good with that?"

"I trust you," I said.

"That's right," she said. "I forget sometimes you're a dummy, but you're my dummy." I raised my eyebrows at her claiming ownership of me, but she looked away with a blush on her face. She clearly did not mean to connect us that deeply.

"You can't afford me," I said, making her turn with surprise and smirk.

"Who said anything about paying?" She said with that menacing look in her eye. "I'll take you whether you like it or not." I wished so badly that I could get hard again, but it was all limp under the robes after that anal pummeling in the forest. I still remembered her loud cry, engraved in the back of my mind as a vinyl mural on the inside of my skull, her naked back wet with sweat.

By the time we got back to the group, she was back in the shadows, and it had been far too long for going number two. I had to make up a small lie that I fought off a minor monster, but was not able to kill it. Monika rushed to my side to inspect me for injuries, sinking her fingers right into the wet spot on my robes I tried to hide with magic. Her fingers were wet, and she put them on her tongue.

Her look changed when she realized what it was, and she went fully red. I was still shocked that she would first put it to her tongue instead of sniffing it. She could have avoided having my cum in her mouth that way. I felt conflicted having a thought of plunging myself into her mouth as she went limp to give herself over. She was no doubt a virgin, having taken the vow of purity. It wasn't that priests had to do it, but some felt they were serving their lord better by remaining celibate.

The remainder of the excursion went by quickly, as we all went our separate ways with our shares of the loot. The golden helmet was likely worth more than all our loot combined multiplied by five. I wondered if I could trust her with the sale of the helmet, or if she just wanted to make me feel safe until she could take all the profit and disappear. She did not break deals, but we never really made a deal of it. I worried, not because of greed, but because of wanting to spend more time with her.

With the skill I already had, I could unlock small locks beyond the dummy locks. There was nothing all that valuable inside, but it served to help me occupy my mind otherwise stuck on her sounds. I replayed the times we fucked and found myself lost into another lonely night of stroking off in bed. Even the spurt of cum did not feel exciting, only dripping down to my balls and over my taint. She got such powerful cumshots out of me, and inside her.

The worry got the best of me, as I got dressed again and ventured to the tavern where I saw her getting fingered by a Dwarf. Much to my surprise, she was in the same position, this time getting eaten out by an orc all the while chugging beers much to the cheers of a small crowd with their dicks out, pumping to her sounds. She loved being the center of attention, a trait not for a rogue but the warrior she wished to be. I watched her eyes roll back as bursts of cum coated the bald head of the orc getting her off.

When her eyes opened again, she found me watching and laughed. I felt a strange sense of repetition as she pulled me upstairs into a room. I wanted her, but more than that, I wanted her to myself. I wanted to be involved in all her sexual excursions. When she started seeking my cock, I took her by the neck and pinned it to the wall. She had no equipment on, and had nothing covering her bottom.

"Now what, magic?" She asked. "You wanted me vulnerable? You wanted me putty in your hands? You wanted to hurt me?" I felt a fever of excitement, and pressed my hips against her side, growing hard up against her. I breathed a hot breath in her ear, still holding her neck tightly against the wall. "So hurt me, dummy."

I tightened my hand over her neck as she moaned out. I did not want to hurt her, but she was just so good at getting me to lose control of myself. I was inside her before I noticed, through a hole ripped in my robes that fit just my cock and balls. One of her legs was up to the side so I could get deeper. She was so wet from getting off by orc fellatio that I almost came at the first deep thrust. Who knew orc spit was such a good lube? Maybe there was a business there. I thought of starting a business of orc spit as sexual lubricant to distract myself from busting while pounding her against the wall.

The grip over her neck would no doubt leave a bruise, but she seemed to be enjoying herself far more than any of the times before. I found her masochistic side, and wanted to explore it more in the comfort of my home. I wanted to wake up to her, eat her out while she dreamed. I heard a knock on the door of the room and thrust myself deep inside while looking away to find a familiar face.

"Oh, sorry," Mroka said. I made eye contact with her and felt a thirst for some of that milk.

"I need your fingers," I said. "Join us." Her mouth went open for a moment, then she dropped the bundle of cloth, shedding her clothes with it this time. I saw her full body, built clad in muscle under short hair skin all over except the sagging udder from her chest. Her hips were wide, but shaped very fat. I wanted to slap that ass with a free hand, but it would take changing positions.

"Where do you want me?" She asked. I shared a look between Faustyna and smirked.

"Let's start with a thumb up my ass," I said, as Fau's eyebrows raised. She looked like she wanted to say something, but I had her voice box in the grip of my hand, still tightly restricted. "And I think Fau here wants one up her ass also." Mroka got closer and embraced both our buttcheeks as I shifted a bit to keep myself hard and inside Fau.

"Ready?" Mroka asked. "On three. One!" She shoved the full length of the thick thumb inside my asshole at that first count making me bust inside Fau instantly. I got so lost in the sudden pleasure, that I bit into Fau's shoulder, hard. I felt blood in my mouth at the teeth, as she burst out in orgasm for a similar pressure and pain. "Y'all sure came fast. Drink up."

She stuffed a cock of teet meat in my mouth and I watched Fau take the same length of tit into her mouth and start sucking. My hand relaxed just enough to let her drink, while focusing on sucking just the same while Mroka's thumbs were still firmly planted in both our assholes.

After a few minutes of sucking, I found Mroka's tongue licking Faustyna's face, tickling her chin as a drip of milk escaped her lips. I sought the same, filling my mouth with milk to let a drip come out the side. Mroka's tongue found it quickly, slobbering my face up with that hot wriggling length. I wanted that over my dick one day, wriggling under my balls as I deposited my milk in her mouth.

After a few more minutes, Mroka's twisted her thumbs, instantly getting me hard still within Fau and the vat of cum inside her. Mroka's kept moving her thumbs as I started moving. It was unfair for her. I wanted to make Mroka's feel good too, but could not reach her pussy or ass with the position we were in. Instead, I created a dildo measure of arcane wall cylinder and brought it up to her pussy.

"What is that?" She gasped out, then opened her mouth as I slipped it inside, stretching her pussy out as far as it went. "You could do this all along?" I let the teet slip out of my mouth to reply.

"It takes some mana, but I have to return the favor somehow," I said, then loaded the meat stick back into my mouth to keep sucking while pumping in Fau's pussy. Her eyes looked to be enjoying it, tightly shut with a scowl on them that was trying to prevent herself from getting off. Mroka's moaned out a deep guttural oxen sound that would otherwise curdle many in fear.