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The party began standing up and packing their belongings. The sound of chairs rubbing against tiled floors reverberated around the room, followed by packs zipping and unzipping, books sliding inside the packs, and dice rattling around small plastic containers. The GM had congratulated the party members on a victorious encounter, and the party looked forward to the next week and the reward from a hard-fought battle.
Owen, the GM was still packing his books, maps, and tokens when two of the party members, Kate and Zoe stayed behind. Such was not uncommon, unlike most of the other party members; they were friends with Owen and met up outside of the weekly Labyrinths and Litches game. Kate and Owen had been friends on and off since childhood and they met Zoe in college.
“Hey Owen,” Zoe began trying to catch his attention as he packed his belongings.
“What’s up?” He asked.
“So, you know how Kate and I are abstaining from sex until after our wedding right?”
“No. Contrary to what you may believe, I don’t pay attention to people’s sex lives. But, now that I am aware, what does it have to do with me?” Owen was not sure where this was going. Kate and Zoe had an odd relationship. Kate was a lesbian, while Zoe was bisexual, and Owen operated in a special position on a list of men Zoe was ‘allowed’ to have sex with when she wanted to have sex with a man. The list had been created by Kate and Zoe, with rules regarding the frequency of sex, who Kate was comfortable ‘sharing’ with, and making sure that there was open communication. It seemed to work for them.
“Well,” Kate began, “it’s been driving us kind of crazy-“
“So have sex,” Owen interjected, “there’s nothing written saying you have to abstain until your wedding. People probably have sex the night before the wedding. Who cares?”
“We want it to be special,” Kate explained, “but the tension is tough, and we extended it to not include cumming in general. All that pent up energy released in one night, I think it’ll be a good time.”
“You still haven’t explained what this has to do with me,” Owen said, frustration growing in his voice.
“We want our PCs to have sex, in-game,” Zoe said sharply. “We want to vicariously have sex in the game. We talked it over and thought it might be fun and since there’s no physical contact, maybe we’ll get some of the tension suppressed for a while.”
“I can’t set a session aside so you two can bang. That’s absurd.”
“What if we did a one-shot? Just a one-off someday, you compose it just for us. Think of it as the wedding gift, if that helps somehow.”
This intrigued Owen. He had been GMing for years, but a full-blown erotic tabletop experience was something he had never done. He pursed his lips thoughtfully, “Okay, I think I can do that. But, I have 3 conditions for this.”
Zoe and Kate raised a quizzical eyebrow each.
“One, this is your wedding gift. Don’t expect me to bring some other gift. Two, I get to give a speech at your wedding, and three, your characters must be created in a vacuum. You can’t work together or prepare or share your character with each other. Agree to that, and I’ll draft something. I promise nothing as to the quality or length, but I’ll figure something out.”
“Owen, we’ve been friends since elementary school, we were already planning on asking you to give a best man speech or equivalent, and we offered this to be a wedding gift, to begin with,” Kate had kindness in her voice, “none of that is a problem.”
“Cool, then roll up a,” he paused, thinking about his next word “level three character. Don’t give her a background; I’ll work with each of you individually to craft that for the setting. Sound good?”
Kate and Zoe agreed, and in a few days, they had each emailed Owen a character sheet. Owen read them over carefully and began crafting the adventure for the two of them. This was not particularly difficult. He had several one-shot adventures and began frankensteining the pieces together to suit his desires.
He met with Zoe first. She had created an elf striker named Sayoria, which fit in perfectly to his plan. He explained that Sayoria was a knight errant and that she would be entering the town he hadn’t bothered to name yet to partake in a tournament. Zoe agreed.
Owen would next meet with Kate, who rolled a human witch, with the Dancer as a patron. Kate’s character was named Rayna and would be a princess of the still-unnamed kingdom. Kate was a bit perturbed at being a princess but ultimately trusted Owen.
With the two character sheets in hand, Owen finalized his one-shot adventure and predicted maybe an hour and a half to finish the adventure. He scheduled the game for a Sunday afternoon, and it would be at Kate and Zoe’s home. For some reason, the idea of playing an erotic tabletop game in a public or semi-public space felt uncomfortable.
When the day came, Owen drove to Kate and Zoe’s home, bringing along his various gaming supplies. He had GMed enough times to know that it was better to have too many materials than too few and that even with participants who wanted to be railroaded, things could go off the rails.
At their kitchen table, Own unfurled a hex map, and with a dry-erase marker, scribbled some locations designating a sort of arena with seats. He cleared his throat and in a clear voice began setting the scene.
“It’s a beautiful day in the kingdom of who-gives-a-fuck, and we are celebrating equally-who-gives-a-shit with a tournament of single combat. The winner will have the honor of dining with King Whats-his-name and his family. I didn’t bother to come up with proper names for this because I’ll probably never have to reference them again. Its mid-day and the finals are about to commence. On the one side, the king’s personal champion betrothed of the princess. His armor shines in the sun and is adorned with exotic trimmings from equally exotic birds and paints. His shield bears a familial crest and is trimmed with gold. He circles the field interacting with the crowds, the king, and the queen. Before getting to the center, he offers a flower to the princess. Will she accept it?” Owen looked at Kate for an answer.
“I’ll accept the flower and give kind of a curt nod, thanking him, but it’s pretty obvious I’m not super into it,” Kate described.
Owen continued, “His opponent, a mysterious knight errant, a dark horse who has yet to reveal his or her appearance to the crowd and seldom spoke. Zoe, what does our knight errant look like, and how does she engage in the field?”
Zoe looked to her character sheet and began reading “I’m wearing cold steel armor, it’s completely devoid of adornments, or crests, and even my shield is blank. The closest things to trimmings are scratches from the countless blows my shield and armor have sustained. My helmet is closed and grated, but you can’t really see inside. I’m not going to engage with the crowd, I’m just going to walk towards the center and wait for my opponent. When he circles in, I’m going to raise my sword and bag it twice against my shield before pointing it straight at his chest.”
Owen nodded, “The champion makes an identical move. Roll for turn order.”
The three of them rolled, the turn order would be the champion, the knight and the princess rolled equally, so they would operate simultaneously.
“The champion takes an overhead swing,” Owen began before rolling the dice, a low roll, “and fails to penetrate the knight’s armor. How did you block?”
Zoe thought for a moment, “I blocked with my sword. I’m going to use shield bash,” she rolled and scored against the champion, “and follow up with a stumbling kick.”
“Hold on,” Kate said, “I’m going to cast stagger on the champion, so Zoe has advantage with her attempt to knock him off balance.”
Owen nodded, the rolls took place and the champion was staggered, “Champion is going to try to regain his balance,” a quick roll, “he succeeds. He’s going to follow up with an attack on the knight. He isn’t aware anyone cast an additional spell, he thinks that the Zoe managed to get a good kick in.” Owen rolled the dice, it pierced Zoe’s armor but did only minimal damage on the follow-up.
“Cool,” said Zoe as she began her turn, “I’m going to attack,” she rolled and managed to succeed with the strike, “my hit is that I feint with another shield bash, but pull back and slash at him,” she rolled and dealt minor damage.
“I’m going to try to stagger the champion again,” Kate said and rolled. This time she failed to make the attack.
“The champion is going to retaliate,” Owen rolled, critical, “He hits and has disarmed you.”
“Fuck,” swore Zoe, “I have to pick up my weapon, so I can’t attack, but I’m going to prepare a dodge and counter for his next strike.”
“And I’ll empower the knight for her next attack,” Kate said.
“Excellent,” Owen began, “The champion is going to attack again,” he rolled poorly, “This combined with your prepared dodge, he misses bad, and as slightly off balance.”
“Oh yeah,” Zoe grinned, “flurry of strikes,” she rolled for three attacks, the third critical.
“The champion has been knocked to the ground and effectively disarmed, his turn is skipped,” Owen explained, wanting to get the fight over with since it had been pretense for the rest of what he planned.
“Okay, I’ll just uh, step on his chest and put my sword to his throat,” Zoe said confidently.
“Champion has no choice but to concede defeat,” Owen shifted his voice to his ‘narration’ voice, “The crowd is silent in shock for a moment before erupting into cheers. An announcer sprints to the field and raises the victor’s arm and announces, ‘Your winner, the mysterious wandering knight!’ the crowd erupts into even more cheers, ‘Victor do you wish to reveal yourself?’”
Zoe took a quick thought, “Yes. I slowly remove my helmet and you begin to see my features. I have the rosy pink hair and pointed ears of a female elf; I’ve also got a mischievous smirk on my face”
“The crowd gasps in shock, many have never seen an elf, yet once the shock wears off, they cheer, louder than ever this time. The announcer has to shout just to be heard, ‘Victor what shall we call you, and who will you grant the flower of your favor?’” Owen narrated.
Zoe cleared her throat, “I announce ‘You may call me Sayoria, as for my favor’ I walk over to the princess, ‘I offer it to the lovely princess Rayna.’”
“I accept it and kind of blush,” began Kate, “then I say ‘I look forward to seeing you at this evening’s banquet, my champion,’ and I smell the flower.”
“In response, I smirk wider and wink, then say ‘Oh, I think you might see me before then’ at which point I walk off since I think I need to get my wounds treated and prepare, probably can’t wear dirty armor to a banquet with the king.”
“Makes sense,” Owen nodded. “We fast forward to the banquet, we’re not going to role-play out the whole thing, but what is all your behavior during it?”
“Rayna is going to kind of keep quiet, but she will try to create a telepathic bond with Sayoria. I get the suspicion the king wouldn’t be happy with me talking to her.”
“Well, Sayoria is a bit of a troublemaker, so she is going to act kind of flirty towards Rayna, and be passive-aggressive towards the king,” Zoe decided.
“Okay, well the king is pissed that you won and that you are flirting with his daughter, his engaged daughter. How does Rayna react to the flirtations and belligerence?”
Kate pursed her lips in thought, “Rayna is absolutely drawn to Sayoria, but she gets kind of flustered whenever she tries to speak. But, I’m going to use stupor to try to make the king more drunk so he may pass out or leave early.”
“The king fails his sobriety check and is super drunk. By the time he’s like completely under the table, you’ve succeeded in making a telepathic connection with Sayoria,” Owen described.
“Then I ask Sayoria with my mind if she can hear me.”
“Sayoria can hear them, she says ‘I was wondering how long it would take you to cast this spell, and it took all my concentration to hear your whispers during the tournament.’ She’s pretty flirty.”
“Rayna is shocked that Sayoria could hear her evocations,” began Kate, “then is kind of embarrassed that Sayoria could hear them.”
Zoe responded quickly, “Did you think these ears are just for show? All magic stands out amongst the cheers, if only just barely.” Zoe had given a kind of sultry voice for that line.
“Cool, banquet’s done,” announced Owen. “We’re going to cut to the evening, the wind howls outside the princess’s chambers, Rayna, what are you doing?”
“I’m doing the rituals of my patron,” Kate decided.
“Cool, what does it look like?” Asked Owen.
“Well, there is a runic symbol carved into the stone, and incense burners on each vertex of the symbol.”
“Cool, at this exact moment, by pure coincidence, and by coincidence I mean I want to move this to where you asked me to take the story, Sayoria is outside the chambers. Sayoria, roll a detection check.” She passed easily, “Excellent, you can spell the incense burning and can practically taste the magic of the evocation in the air.” Owen described.
“Well then, Sayoria is going to climb up the walls to where the magic is coming from. I have a climbing kit, which will allow me to do so.”
Owen nodded, “Rayna, you can hear the sound of metal on stone coming from your window. At first, you can try to ignore it, but it gets louder and louder. When it becomes too much, you go to the window to close it, even though you know that burning the incense without proper ventilation might be bad for your health. As you look outside the window, you are shocked to see Sayoria climbing the walls.”
Kate gasped, “What are you doing here?”
“I reply that I smelt magic and that if I had known these were her chambers, I would have come sooner,” Zoe said, a bit of a tease in her voice.
“Can you teach me magic?” Kate whispered, getting increasingly into the shoes of Rayna.
“Perhaps, who is your patron?” Zoe took the hint and started to act only in character.
“Dancer, she was the only one who responded to my cries.” Kate was still whispering.
“Mmm,” Zoe purred, “you’ll have to show me some of her dances. I cannot teach you, but I can bring you somewhere she can.”
“Who is ‘she’?” asked Kate.
Zoe was shocked at the question, “Who? Why, who else could it be? The dancer herself, of course, we could leave tonight unless of course, you need to ask daddy.”
Kate answered in less than a heartbeat, “I’m in, but how do I get out? There are guards everywhere.”
Zoe chuckled in response, “If your patron is the dancer, then you should have no trouble getting down the way I came up. Consider it a first test of whether or not you’re worthy of the Dancer’s time” Zoe transitioned back into her normal voice; “I swing down from the window and look up at Rayna, with a challenging smirk on my face.”
“Then, I’m going to exit the window,” Kate announced.
“Cool, roll me a” Owen thought hard for a moment, “stunt, give me a stunt check.” Kate rolled, and succeeded, dirty 23, “Wow, describe your descent.”
It took Kate a moment to respond, “Well, I’m going to take a few steps back, then a running jump out the window. On the way down, I grab the rope and gently slide down. Once I reach the ground, I look up at Sayoria and tell her ‘let’s go’ with a big smile on my face.”
“Sayoria is a little shocked at the grace that Rayna moved with,” Zoe described, “so she can only really stammer out ‘let’s get to my horse,’ before taking her by the hand and sneaking through the city.”
“Cool, sneak checks on both of you.” Kate and Zoe rolled, “you manage to reach the horse without being detected.”
“Well, since I think Rayna is wearing a skirt,” Zoe began, “I’m going to take a dagger from my horse and slit the skirt between front and back legs, so she can move a bit easier, Then I get on the horse and help her up.”
Owen nodded, “Who is in control of the horse. The ride will take you a few hours, probably until dawn.”
“Rayna has riding as a skill, so she’ll be in control,” Kate said.
“While we’re riding, Sayoria is going to fondle Rayna, stick her fingers in her pussy, and play with her nipples. Also, each time I think she’s close to cumming, I’m going to back off and whisper that it isn’t time yet” Zoe seemed anxious to get to the part they signed up for.
“Okay, give me a riding check, and if you’re being molested on the horse.” Kate rolled, moderately successful. “After constant teasing and molestation, you reach your destination; it’s a waterfall, a lake with a cave behind it. It’s secluded, and you both feel an otherworldly presence here. This is a place that only those who know of its existence can find it, and only elves know of its existence. This is a place where people can commune with spirits very clearly. Inside the cave, you will find a statue of your patron. Try to make contact, if you succeed, good stuff happens. Also, it’s a magic cave.” This was a location Owen and Zoe prepared for in the past.
“Well then, since this is a sacred place,” began Kate, “I don’t think I should wear clothing, especially since if in order to get inside the cave I have to go swimming. So, Rayna is going to take off her clothes revealing her body, and she’s hot. When she was being fondled Sayoria had no idea Rayna could possibly be this hot. She’s got a fair ivory complexion, flawless skin, and perky c-cup titties. My cunt hair is trimmed into the medieval fantasy equivalent of a landing strip. Finally, my ass is firm but it forms a perfect crescent. Rayna takes a lot of pride in how her tits and ass look.”
“If she’s that hot,” started Zoe, “then what the fuck was she doing wearing a damn thing? A body like that demands to be worshipped, not hidden by any fabrics. Babe, our characters are becoming nudists if we continue this since I could never get tired looking at that.”
Owen couldn’t help but laugh. He hadn’t anticipated that bit.
“So, Rayna is going to dive into the water and into the cave.”
“Okay, this is the mostly last thing until banging occurs. You walk into the cave, it’s a bit dark so you might want to evoke some lights, the moss is soft and cool beneath your feet, and it provides a kind of pleasurable sensation walking on. After a few meters, you come across a damaged statue of the dancer in a pose. Describe the pose and your ritual for her favor.”
“So, she’s kind of in like a martial arts position, with one hand up, one leg and one arm extended. My ritual is a dance, but first I’m going to pray for guidance.”
“Cool, give me a, fuck it just roll a d20,” Owen said, “I have a mechanic for sex thought out that I want to try out, so just do it.” Kate rolled, “Cool, you pass. Describe or do the dance.”
“God damn it, Owen,” Kate muttered before standing up. She then began miming a dance that she was making up on the spot. It was jerky as she stammered to figure out each movement, before finishing in what she imagined the dancer’s pose to be. Owen and Zoe gave a polite clap, to which Kate responded with a one-fingered salute.
“Cool. The dancer has a magic bag in its hand and your hair has turned bright silver, a mark of the dancer’s favor, and because I want weird hair colors for both you in my mind’s eye. You take the bag and exit the cave. You get out of the water and are dripping wet, and naked and hot. Thank fuck I took a beta-blocker before this or I would be having trouble thinking with the amount of blood that would have gone to my dick.” Owen halfheartedly described.
“Well, Sayoria is gonna take that whole thing in, she thinks that with the silver hair, Rayna looks even hotter, and I tell her that,” Zoe said, thankful that now there was going to be the thing they came for.
“Well, then, Rayna is going to thank Sayoria for the compliment before kissing her hard on the mouth.”\
“Sayoria is a little surprised but then she gets into it, reciprocating. While we’re kissing, I’m going to start fondling her tits, now that I can see them,” Zoe described.
“Well, after a bit of kissing, Rayan is going to break the kiss, and say that Sayoria is overdressed,” Kate purred.
“Sayoria is going to agree and remove her clothing. Since she’s an elf, she goes commando, and her shirt is just going to be yanked open with buttons, and I violently tear down my pants and step out of my boots. Sayoria is hot, but not as full-figured as Rayna. She’s lithe and thin, with athletic tits, long slender legs, and an ass barely curved. But, the carpet matches the drapes, and her pubic hair is styled to look like wings. She’s still got her shirt mostly on, though unbuttoned. She’s then gonna grab Rayna’s head and pull her in for a kiss. Then, I’m gonna kind of gently lower Rayna to a seated position, and put my leg right next to her pussy. Also, I’m fondling her ass. How wet is Rayna?”
“Oh she is soaked,” said Kate, shaking her head while peering straight into her fiancé’s eyes.
“Well then, Sayoria is going to ask if it’s from her or the water.” Zoe purred.
“Hmm,” Kate thought, “Well, it’s mostly you, but Rayna is going to pretend that it’s both.”
“Tease,” Zoe snapped playfully, “Well then, I’m going to start kissing down her body, start on the nipple and suck that thing before going south of the border. Sayoria wants to sample that sweet, sweet royal cunt.”
“Cool, give me 2d20 rolls Zoe.” Zoe rolled, the first was a 10, then a 1. “Yes!” Owen exclaimed, “I wanted a crit failure on a sex role. So, you manage to get the nipple, okay, but you don’t do too well. However, as you slide down Rayna’s body, you slip a bit and stub your toe, it hurts like a motherfucker and deals,” Owen rolled a d4, “3 points of damage. Also, because of the pain and critical failure, you don’t actually get the vagina. Instead,” he gestured to his knee, “you get like here, and for a full combat round, you are just going to town on that knee.”
Owen had a wide grin on his face, and while annoyed at first, Zoe laughed it off afterword, finding it completely absurd, “Okay, once I’ve finished going on that knee, I want to resituate myself, and actually perform cunnilingus instead of whatever licking a knee would be called. Also, I’m going to use ‘elvish tongue’ when I eat her out,” Zoe looked at her fiancé with lust and laughter in her eyes.
“Neato, give me 3d20,” Owen said. Zoe rolled the 3 dice, “Cool, now how do you use the elvish tongue?”
“Well,” began Zoe, “the elves are known for their tantric scholars and have passed for generations down the perfect method of eating a pussy. What you do is, you compose a sonnet, an erotic sonnet specifically, and write it out using your tongue. If you’re struggling to find a line that fits the format, you repeat the line with your tongue. It’s guaranteed to cause the person getting eaten to orgasm.”
Owen chuckled, “You know my rule. You have made your challenge, now you must handle it. Rayna, what is your max HP?”
“23,” answered Kate.
“Zoe, give me 5d10 rolls and compose the sonnet. I want to hear it.”
“Mother fucker!” Exclaimed Zoe, “If I had known I would have had to write the fucking sonnet I wouldn’t have given that.”
Kate laughed, “Too bad, I want to hear this.”
“What even is the format of a sonnet?” Zoe was flabbergasted.
“It’s 14 lines, 10 syllables each. The rhyming pattern in ABAB, CDCD, EFEF, GG and don’t ask me how I know that because I’m not sure,” Kate answered.
Zoe got up from the table to retrieve a pen and some paper. It took her a while to compose it, during which time Kate and Owen gave help for rhymes. Eventually, she finished and rolled the 5d10, for a total of 37. “Okay, here we go, and this better fall into your design for sex:”
My lady tastes of nectar and water
Her legs soft as velvet and pussy warm
she feels my tongue as I lap her beaver
moisture on my chin, pleasurable squirms
I will eat this cunt until forced to stop
Her tits lush, her ass firm, body nubile
Be she a virgin, her cherry I shall pop
when I finish, she dreams me for a while
This act pleases me, her pleasure my own
if I could bottle this nectar, I would
Of my skills she shall sing, spread my renown
When I finished, she’ll never need a man’s wood
and when my magic is finished and done
my lady will ascend and she will come
When Zoe finished reading her sonnet, Owen and Kate’s eyes were wide, and managed a congratulatory clap, “Holy shit did I not expect that,” Owen said, “You gotta keep that, frame it get it published, for 10 minutes that’s some good shit. Anyway, with your rock-solid rolls and the d10s, Rayna has orgasmed, and it’s pretty intense. You needed a 23 to get her to orgasm, and with 37, wow big time. Sayoria, what does it taste like, and Rayna, what is your orgasm like?”
Zoe laughed, “Her pussy tastes like her pussy in real life, kind of fruity, but it’s mixed with the water from the lake so also kind of watery.”
“And my orgasm was huge,” Kate described, “Like, I flood her face with my cum, covering her. She’s going to need to wash it out. Also, Rayna is has been fucked speechless, she’s just panting and gasping in the afterglow. Kind of like that time we went camping.”
“Oh wow, like that?” Zoe said, “I was tasting you on my lips for a week after that, and I thought I had given you a heart attack like I was going to have to perform CPR. Little death taken to an extreme then.”
“Cool. What’s next?”
“Well, I think Sayoria should sit on Rayna’s face,” Described Kate, “From there, I’m going to grab your tiny tits, maybe stick a finger in your ass while I eat you. But first, I want to give a quick kiss. Now, this is Rayna’s first time eating pussy, so she may not be great, but after that orgasm, she really, really wants to please Sayoria. So she’ll go to town.”
“Cool,” said Owen, “Since you’re not as experienced give me hmm, 3d10 rolls. Zoe, what’s Sayoria’s max HP?”
“19, I put like no points into health.”
Kate rolled the 3d10 for a total of 20, “ooh,” exclaimed Owen, “just barely a pass but a pass nonetheless. Same deal, what did it taste like, and what was the orgasm like?”
“Well,” Zoe managed to speak before Kate did, “it was awesome. Like Sayoria has had better, but nobody had eaten her with that much passion. She can feel that the next time Rayna eats her out, it’ll be better, then better. She might even train Rayna in the elvish tongue technique. However, Sayoria is a gusher, so she will coat Rayna’s pretty little princess face.”
“And her pussy tasted like; hmm It tasted kind of sweaty, but also kind of fruity. Like she hadn’t bathed in a while, so also musky, but Rayna liked it. She will want to eat again, ideally soon.”
“Cool, that’s two orgasms, I had my fill and I’m going to masturbate to this. Like a lot in the future, also probably tonight. I’m open to doing this again,” Owen said briskly. He was eager to get home and masturbate his throbbing erection away.
Kate and Zoey laughed and looked at each other, “Well, I think Rayna and Sayoria are going to have a long and fruitful career as adventurers and lovers. So I think it can be arranged, but probably not until after the wedding. I think this was a bad idea for trying to release some of the sexual frustration. What do you think?”
“Yeah,” Kate agreed, “I’m going to need to change my panties after what I imagined, and not masturbating to it is going to be a tough struggle.”
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