The Adventurous Adventurer Ch 05

We had hired Bridget to look out for Ziura in the late stages of her pregnancy. She was a trained midwife and a handy bodyguard, so it seemed like a win-win. We would just keep her on until the baby was born, then she and Ziura could be on their way to a nursery or what have you.

But somehow, I was now alone with the supposedly holy woman and she was asking me about all the sex I had with the rest of the members of my party. I had a pretty solid idea where this was going, and I have to admit, even at this point, I still don't know how or why this kept happening to me.

Bridget was a generally kind woman, actually I'd normally say she was pretty timid and shy. except in the notable event of combat, in which case she could be just as fierce as Ziura. Or in the event of this conversation, in which case I don't know why I had always been so sure women of the cloth were supposed to be celibate.

She was a dwarf, standing a little over four feet tall and stocky enough to take hits from someone twice her size. She had red hair that she pulled back into a ponytail and blue eyes that shone light sapphires in candlelight. Her face was broad and square, with strong cheekbones and jawline. In fact, many of her features were ones you would attribute to masculine, although somehow she made them seem like very feminine traits. Something about dwarf women I guess.

We were at a safe house, so she wasn't wearing any of her armor, only her tabard and relic necklace. In fact, I don't think she was wearing anything under her tabard, judging by the few lucky glances I was getting when she moved just right. That might not have been an accident though, given that she was presently asking about how likely it might be that any of my other teammates could also become pregnant with my child, if they weren't already.

"I thought nuns were supposed to be celibate?" I asked, trying to push away from the subject.

"What gave you that idea?" she asked in response. "Let me guess, you also think we aren't supposed to hurt anyone?" She grabbed the handle of her blood-stained hammer for emphasis. "Or live in luxury?" She flopped into the chair across from me. Our accommodations were very nice, and we had gotten them on the good word of Bridget's abbey. I had assumed the relatively nice digs were for Ziura's sake, but I guess the rest of us were also enjoying it too.

"So what?" I asked, calling her bluff. Sure she could have sex, but I'd bet she didn't actually want to, not with scum like me who was currently rotating between four different women, one of whom was pregnant with my child. "Are you trying to get in on the action?"

"Akhol's mercy, that took you forever to figure out," she said, rolling her eyes.

I didn't respond, not believing a promiscuous man like me had somehow appealed to a devoted member of the church. I knew this was coming, and even it I hadn't, it wasn't exactly a new development. But knowing and believing are two different things. And I was still surprised that she was so open and forward about it. Apparently, I was very wrong about how I thought nuns worked.

"Kelly said you were pretty dense," the dwarf said, getting out of the chair and walking over to me. She sank to her knees in front of me and grabbed hold of my pants, yanking them off with relative ease. "Now, let's get you ready to perform."

She took my dick in her hands and gave it a few strokes before bringing her head forward and taking the end of it into her mouth. It feels blasphemous to say she was worshiping my cock, but that's really the best description of it. And apparently, her practice with one form of worship carried over into the other. Mind you, I'd had a lot of blowjobs in the last 8 or 9 months and this one was hardly the best of them, but like each of the other women who had serviced me, Bridget brought her own unique touch to the activity.

She was attentive and tender, instead of just trying to get me hard so she could hop on top of me and get it over with, she almost seemed to be servicing me for the sake of servicing me. There was a selflessness, a kind of devotion in the way she took me into her mouth and worked her tongue along my length. Her hand strokes were each a gentle caress in their own way and no part of me felt neglected in her care. The only complaint I might have had was that she never once looked away from her work. I like looking into a woman's eyes when they suck me off, something about watching them work was it's own personal intimacy. But Bridget gave every ounce of attention directly to the task at hand.

"There, that ought to do it," she said suddenly. I was almost sorry to let the event end, but better things were in store. Bridget stood up and turned around, reaching behind her to pull the back flap of her tabard out of the way. I had been right that she was wearing nothing underneath the loose fabric, because she was then able to sit right down on my cock and let it inside her with no further ado.

I don't want to sound like I'm complaining about Bridget, you have to understand where I'm coming from. If you've been reading my exploits up until now you know what a man-slut I've been, four different women all of different races in the last year, plus a few human women before that. I've had more than my fair share of sexual partners and experiences. Bridget may not have been the best I'd been with up to that point, but she had a lot of competition.

Anyway, Bridget sat down on my cock and I felt the inside of a dwarf woman for the first time. It wasn't anything especially noteworthy to say the least. She felt like most other women I'd been with, not that that was any insult. Ask most men and they'll say any cunt's a good cunt as long as it's not infested, not like there was much chance of that here. She was wet, but no more or less than I'd expect of any other woman, even without my recent experiences. She was still tight, I didn't doubt for a second I would be able to fuck her to completion, but once I got to feeling around I noticed she was slightly more spacious than anyone other than Ziura. It was hard to tell exactly how much internal space Ziura had with her muscles constantly resisting you, but Bridget didn't have those. She probably didn't have quite as much room objectively speaking, but without the extra muscles, I might have had about the same or maybe a little more to actually work with, not that I needed it.

Bridget began to move, not seeming to have taken any significant pleasure just from penetration as the others had. I reflexively took hold of her hips as she began to grind herself against me. My experience to now had given me a strange outlook, because I found it strange how normal it felt to hold her. She was definitely shorter than an average human woman, and maybe slightly broader, but otherwise she felt mostly the same. She wasn't fat my any means, nor did she have Ziura's rippling muscles. Her skin wasn't enchanting to the touch like Lorna's, and it was a simple color that would look normal on any human. Unlike my other teammates, Bridget might as well have been human, although again the height difference, which was still nothing compared to Kelly's diminutive stature.

I slid my hands slowly up her sides, exploring her body. If I'm being honest, I'm not quite sure if I was being sexually engaging or if I was looking for something unique about her physiology that I might note. I reached around her, ducking my fingers under her tabard and bringing them up to her breasts, which I took into my hands and began to play with. They were the largest I'd ever had in hand before, which was slightly surprising. Bridget wore a full set of armor most of the time, and the tabard she wore over it was thick and heavy wool. On the few occasions she wasn't wearing armor, the tabard had more than enough fabric to it to pass as a night shirt.

All that to say, I'd never gotten a good look at her bare chest before so the exact volume wasn't something I had anticipated, although I certainly enjoyed it. She seemed not to mind either, as she brought a hand up to encourage me along. She began to sigh dreamily, and I leaned forward to lay kisses into her neck. A soft move, maybe slightly romantic, but one that seemed to work on human women. I don't know if it did anything for her, but she didn't stop me. After a few minutes, I turned her around so she was straddling me and I kissed her as she rode.

I found what few straps her tabard had and tugged them loose. When they were all undone, she let me pull the cloth off her and I finally saw her bare body in full. She was exactly as I'd expect, her porcelain complexion consistent throughout, her voluminous breasts hanging heavily off her chest, her pubic hair managed but not especially tended. On closer inspection I could tell she had slightly thicker body hair than any other women I'd seen, but it was still difficult to notice. She seemed to notice me taking in her body and ever so slightly she shrank into herself. Her shyness was cute, especially after how forward she'd been a minute or so ago.

I reached around and pulled her to me and kissed her again, holding her with one arm as my other hand went to her hips to push her onward in our lovemaking. This was a soft, sensual sex I hadn't had in a long time, and I didn't realize how much I'd missed it. I doubted I could convince Bridget to fall in love with me and I certainly wasn't in love with her either, but this was the kind of sex that was inspired by love and for a moment it was nice to pretend.

But the moment passed as I felt heat rise in my body. I was hungry for something a little more aggressive, and I let Bridget know. She nodded her assent and we switched places, her laying in the chair with he butt off the edge and me standing in front of her. I found her hole again and pushed back into her, letting my lust take over as I began to fuck her. She held her legs up and out of my way, letting me do as I pleased with her body. Her sighs and moans indicated that I was making good progress in satisfying her as well. After several minutes I was ready, and pulled out for my last few strokes. I didn't feel the need to take any chances with any more children.

Bridget obviously noticed my move and opened herself up. She let go of her legs and presented her naked body for my viewing pleasure. Not that I needed it at that point, but it was greatly appreciated and I was soon shooting my load off across her stomach and between her breasts as they sagged to her sides. I knew I'd been close, but I hadn't heard the telltale shrieks of a woman's orgasm, so as soon as I was done, I sank to my knees in front of the chair and brought my mouth to her entrance to service her.

I might not have had her devotion, but I definitely had enough practice to know I was competent at performing orally, and she made her happiness known. Having found her clit, I let my tongue manage it while I brought my hand up to slide a few fingers back into her to stimulate from the inside. I traced runes with my mouth until she finally began to squeal and convulse. I kept up my work until she calmed down and then I finally rose up.

She looked up at me happily, then noticed my now softening member. "Well that's not good," she said mournfully.

"I'm good," I bragged lightly, "But even I have my limits."

She clicked her tongue at me and shook her head. "Not if I have anything to say about it." She reached down and put a hand against my stomach and started muttering a prayer. The relic around her neck glowed briefly, and a faint light shone from where our skin touched. Suddenly, I was no longer exhausted, or at least not nearly as much.

Bridget smiled. "Now, let's get you back in the fight."

She turned in the chair and presented her ass to me, reaching back to spread it open and invite me in. I had only tried anal a few times in my life. I'd liked it well enough, not enough to push the issue with women who tended to be dislike the act specifically, but enough not to turn down the chance when presented. I was happy to report my dick was once again hard and ready to perform at the thought, so I took it in hand and lined it up.

I pushed in and was met with heaven. Bridget, for her part, actually reacted as I penetrated her this time. As with the few other times I'd tried it, her ass was tighter than her pussy, but I felt something else extra, as if she was actually holding my cock with her sphincter. I gave a slow stroke to test the waters and Bridget again moaned at the feeling. It really was like her ass was holding me, like she could flex and adjust as I entered or pulled out of her. I gave a few more test strokes to enjoy the novel sensation, then I began to fuck her in earnest.

I honestly don't know how else to describe it, but this whole was easily as good as the other, which is something I don't know that I'd ever have said before. With each push, Bridget seemed to agree with me even louder. I felt sadistic enough to reach forward and grab her ponytail, wrapping it around my palm and pulling back to lift her off the chair. I used the auburn locks as a kind of leash to keep her pulled to me and reached my other hand around her stomach, up between her breasts, and around her throat. I'd given her soft love, and now it was time for some hard love if she was going to insist on taking it.

The dwarf melted in my hands. She took everything I did gladly, accepting it as if she had wanted it all along. A holy woman's devotion I suppose, or she was much kinkier than I gave any nun credit for. I let go of her and pushed her back over the chair. I took her ass in my hands, kneading it like bread dough, then I spanked her for a little fun. I she reacted to that nicely, so I gave her a few more spanks here and there, but mostly used this position to grab her waist and rail into her.

And again, I felt my body's warning signs of completion. I started to adjust so I could pull out before realizing that I certainly couldn't get her pregnant from here, so I smiled and pressed along. I buried myself into her, balls deep as if I was testing whether or not I could impregnate her anally and let loose an only slightly diminished spray of cum, which seemed to make Bridget very happy indeed.

I could go on about the night, but it was hours of mostly the same. Bridget gave me a few more healing spells to keep me available, and we performed a number of sex acts around the rented space before finally passing out in the small hours of the morning. Suffice it to say, Bridget was a welcome addition to the team, especially from then on.