I've been training the whole day. We just completed a quest about a giant centipede's burrow that was bothering our city. I went with Pyros' group. Hannah kept screaming and shouting, she really doesn't like insects, and she might have gone over the top with burning everything down, thank the gods it was near the sewers, and the dampness stopped the spread of fire. I teased her a lot, and she said she'd make me pay.
Anyways, Naz's been pairing me with the new girl for sparring. She's Pearl, half mermaid, half human, beautiful and swift as the former, strong and hard-headed as the latter. Pale blueish skin, a long braid of red hair, beautiful, bright orange eyes. She could be my height if not for those super long legs, copying a huge mermaid's tale.
She has emerald scales randomly sprung on her body, and her strong pair of legs which she uses to skillfully swim and dive. I know, Dozmid made me accompany him as he peeped in the lake.
Her weapon of choice is a trident, people have said it's a cliche, don't know about that. The thing is, she uses the space between the three spikes to catch and twist my sword, it's not fair! She counters me! Plus she has crazy reflexes like a fish.
"Keep up, land mammal!" she says as she jumps around and tries to pinch my chest and legs. A layer of sticky sweat takes over her skin, she doesn't perspire like a human.
"Come on, boy. You can do better than that, can't you?" Naz joyfully laughs at my pathetic display.
"You know I can. It's just not fair!" I pant and drop my sore arm, defeated by hours of parrying and running around.
With superhuman speed, Pearl kicks my chest and I am thrown to the floor. Two huge legs stop at each side of my head. Cotton shorts do an awful job of hiding a thick amazonian cock.
"I love that you've let your hair grow, love," I remind Mika.
She rolls her eyes and sighs, trying to portray that she doesn't care, but she's blushing and touching her mid-lengthed brown mane.
"Are you seriously getting your ass kicked by the newbie?" Mika puts her fists on her hips, as Pearl smirks at me and flaunts her trident skills.
"Maybe he's letting her win because I said the winner could have the loser do whatever they wanted! You know he's such a bitch!" Naz pulls me up and headlocks me in her aromatic underarm while ruffling my hair. I'm pretty used to it and even like it.
"So you're offering my boytoy around?" she gives a dramatic pause, "Good. But it'll have to wait for after dinner. I have my needs too."
She carries me on her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. She's sticky and smelly, so I know she's also been training, maybe with Thor the minotaur. We really are on different levels if I can't even beat the brand-new trainee after over a year of practice...
Once she lays me on her bed, she notices I'm somber and sits next to me in a more loving attitude.
"Oh, come on. You know we're playing with you," she smiles and kisses my cheek.
"But you're right. I'm getting better, but so slowly. I'll never get on your level. Orcs, minotaurs, amazons... It's just not fair," I look down.
She lifts my chin with her big, callous hand, and kisses my lips. Then she lays my head on the pillow and cuddles me. Having a warm big spoon doesn't feel bad at all.
"You're more than enough. Nobody is asking you to defeat dragons, just to be there," she pulls me more towards her body. "We don't need to do anything if you don't want to."
"No, I want to give myself to you. Always do. But let's just stay like this, just a bit more."
I can feel her mouth curving upwards as she kisses the crown of my head.
* * * * *
We've fallen asleep. It's close to sunrise. Our beaten bodies needed the rest, but Bonnie won't be happy we missed dinner. I've really become one of her favorites, she usually picks me to clean her body and nurse on her breasts. There's still leftovers after the five daily pots of milk have been filled in the morning.
I stretch in bed, feeling my aching back muscles distend. She's so beautiful, her lips open rhythmically to exhale, her long eyelashes and curls make me sigh.
I slowly sit on the edge of the bed and, right before I stand up, bulky, tentacle-like arms surround my chest and waist, pulling me back. I chuckle.
"Where do you think you're going, boy?" Mika kisses my ear and playfully bites my shoulder.
"I'm hungry!" I struggle against her grip.
"I have a batch ready for you," she explores my wet mouth with her finger, as the quick growth of her member makes me realize I'm sitting right under it.
I twerk on it, making her know that I'm aching for it. She loves when I act needy. She turns me around to kiss me with her usual roughness. Even her morning breath is delightful to me.
As expected, she spits on her hand and infiltrates it under my pants, smearing her sticky glob of natural lube on my rear. She pushes her tongue deep into my throat, as she thrusts her fingers in. My hole has been trained thoroughly, and it offers little resistance to her experienced digits.
She frees my mouth and lowers me on her quads. Her needy bulge is standing between us, her thin shorts unable to tame the beast. I notice her tip has wetted the clothing.
"You're gonna take that dick? Huh?" she smiles at me, trying to hide her own impatience.
I press my genitals against hers, as I take her shirt off, discarding it out of the bed. I sniff her neck, then underarms. My penis twitches against her monster cock.
"You love my smell, don't ya, bitch?" her smirk grows bigger.
I tease one of her nipples with my tongue, and look up at her. She is so flustered and holding herself back from pouncing on me, as she fucks my ass good with those fat fingers of hers.
She slowly spits on her tit. I watch it go down her precious rack, until it reaches her nipple, then I make out with it, fusing our drool in my mouth, and getting her brown nipple erect. I nurse on it, eventually biting all over her areola, and finishing at the tip of that pointy, sensitive work of art.
"Fuck, you're good! You do this to Bonnie every morning, huh? That's why you wanted to leave me before I've had my fill of you?" her fingers get rougher, and her cock rubs my navel.
She loves talking dirty, even more if it's playing with jealousy, as we both have fun with others, together and separate. She is cool with it, but takes advantage of the feelings it causes her to get nastier and merciless.
"I promise I didn't," I pout.
"Oh, yes, you did. Don't laugh at me!" she throws me to the bed, stroking her big dick with both hands, looking at my open hole.
It seems foreplay ends here. I take both my ankles and put them on both sides of my head completely opening up for her.
Naz has made me very flexible, not only with training, but with "bed exercises". It hurt at first, as my sister said dancers did for practice, but it worked. I feel like a cock warmer ready to be used.
"You ready for your punishment?" she asks.
"No, please..." I know she loves breaking me down 'forcefully'.
"Shut it, slut! Let go of those ankles and I'll spear you until my tip pops out of your mouth!" her bright, happy face contrasts with her harsh words.
She steps on the bed and crouches at my back door, a few drops of sweat running down her face and body. Her muscles bulge, her mouth darts some spit as she pants, getting ready to fulfill her needs. She's getting into her frenzy mode.
The tip of her elephant trunk points right at my ass. She retracts her foreskin to show her smooth head, and presses down on my butt.
"Ouch! So big!" I complain, although I can't wait for her to fill me.
"Quiet, you!" she puts her left hand on my mouth, as her right holds her womanhood, and it slowly forces its way in.
I scream on her hand, licking it as my mind melts.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she voices both our minds, as she gets half of it in, letting go of her shaft.
She lays both of her fists on the bed, close to my head, and she starts rocking her hips, up and down. Her glans produces the most friction, making me quiver when it punches my prostate and beyond, but I won't complain about her length filling me with nice girl cock.
"You fuck me so good!" I'm crying from the bliss.
Her face, red and veiny, smirks at me as she lays it down, sweat falling on my body. I open my mouth to catch some, and she drops a huge glob of spit in it.
"Don't you dare swallow," she keeps pounding down, looking at me straight in the eyes, as I keep my mouth open, showing her the viscosity that's plugging my oral cavity.
She gathers more spit and adds it to the bunch from time to time, as I have a hard time holding my ankles, her saliva and my sanity at the same time.
"Ghhh!" I gargle with her drool as I cum on my belly.
She drops her weight on me, closing my mouth with her sweaty hand, and fucks rougher, angling up to make me try and scream.
"Take it, take it, take it!" she screams.
Despite her doing most of the work, I'm having a rough time breathing through my nose, and I slowly chug the thick amount of slobber.
"Hey! Fuck... I'm seeing you swallow, you little whore!" she acts mad, or maybe she is.
She goes back to her past position, feet planted firmly around my ass. Then a little grin and she smashes her groin on my ass with incredible strength, making me wail as she laughs and grunts. I immediately cum a second time.
Her torso straight, her face looking up as she delivers the roughest fuck session of my life.
"That will show you! That I! Own you! AAAGH!" one last slam of her cock and she spurts huge batches of cum inside me.
My eyes are rolling and I'm not thinking clearly. My toes are clenching, and I can't breathe. Maybe it's been seconds, maybe an hour, I wouldn't know.
When I come back to my senses, she's still there, the rising sun illuminating up her body, and her cock shrinking as her amazonian seed flows outside of my poor, battered gap.
"Uugh," is all I can say.
Her incredible stamina allows her to crawl around me and drop her wet, smelly phallus on my lips. I know she wants it clean, so I open my mouth and lick the underside.
