The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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Though he’d hoped for a more exciting evening, beating Harry in a game of chess was at least something.
Peter’s hopes had been rather lofty, considering how introverted he was. Having access to the car for the first time while his parents were out of town wasn’t going to change that. It was nice to toot the horn and wave at people he knew, though. There was an undeniable freedom that came with driving yourself, as opposed to being ferried around by your parents.
As he walked out to the car, it was hard to miss the flashing red and blue lights a couple of blocks behind Harry’s house. There were no sirens, but the way the sky and buildings he could see were lighting up, he knew there had to be more than one police vehicle on scene. That made him nervous.
As he turned to get in the car and hurry home, he was startled by a female voice calling out, “Hey! Hello!”
Pete turned around and was surprised to see a blonde woman half-jogging toward him through the yard between Harry’s house and the neighbor’s. She was wearing a short skirt, and a tight top that – despite the darkness – displayed her large, bouncing breasts to good effect. Stunned by her beauty and her unexpected appearance, he froze and stared as she approached.
She looked nervous, and glanced behind her just before she reached him. When she turned back, she asked, “Is there any chance you could give me a ride?”
“I... Uhm...” he stammered, unable to think with the beautiful woman standing in front of him. His eyes, acting as if they had a will of their own, kept drifting down to her displayed cleavage.
She let out an exasperated sigh, and then topped every other shock he’d received in the last minute or two. She grabbed the tail of her top, yanked it upward, and bared her braless breasts for a fraction of a second.
“I’ll let you have a good look if you just get me out of here,” she promised while stuffing her tits back in her top.
The next thing he knew, he was pulling out his key fob, nodding, and unlocking the doors. The moment the sound announced that the doors were unlocked, she said, “Thanks,” and hurried toward the car. Instead of climbing into the front seat, she instead got in the back, and sprawled out on the back seat.
“Hurry,” she pleaded when he didn’t move.
On autopilot, with his brain a complete muddle, he walked around to the driver’s side. He looked at her when he climbed in the car to see her waving her hand, indicating that she wanted to go.
“Are you in trouble with the police?” he asked as he sat down.
“Not as long as you get me out of here,” she hissed from the back seat.
“I just...” he began.
Before he could gather his thoughts to continue, she said, “Look, I was at a party, and it got busted. I was lucky that I was outside, so I was able to see the cops pulling up and run. I can’t get busted for underage drinking again. That’s it. Just get me out of here. Please.”
It was some small comfort that he wasn’t aiding and abetting a felon. Even nerds got into trouble sometimes, so he could sympathize. He started the car and asked, “Where to?”
She hesitated and then answered, “I... I don’t know. Just away from here. Please.”
Lacking a better destination, Peter put the car in drive and started toward home. He had a brief moment of indescribable panic when he passed a police car stopped at an intersection. The officer eyed him suspiciously as he passed, but thankfully turned the opposite direction.
Hands at 10 and 2, and his eyes constantly darting to the speedometer, he carefully made his way toward the edge of town.
She must have noticed the street lights thinning out, because she sat up, peeked over the console between the front seats and asked, “Where are we going?”
“My house. Is that okay?”
“Is anybody home?”
He shook his head. “No. Mom and Dad are out of town.” Though he’d caught hints of it earlier, having her move closer within the confines of the car really let him smell her perfume. The scent made him light-headed. Between that and glancing at her, his cock started to swell.
“Where is it?”
“Just across from part of Nesbitt’s Orchard.”
She sat up a little straighter, looked behind to see if anyone was following, and then said, “No idea where that is. Good a place as any, I guess. What’s your name?”
He answered, “Peter. Peter Fuller.”
“Sarah Queen. Thanks, by the way.”
“You’re welcome,” he said. Then he pointed and said, “That’s my house.”
“Is it okay if I lay low for a while and try to figure out what to do?” she asked.
“Yeah. Sure.” The truth was that he wasn’t at all certain he’d be able to keep it together upon seeing her body in full light, once they were in the house. His awkward stares would probably encourage her to flee as quickly as possible.
Sarah followed a little behind and off to the side as he led her to the front door. He unlocked it, turned on the lights, and then held the door open to let her inside.
The sight of her in the light was just as distracting as he’d imagined. She had huge tits, and her top stretched in the most eye-catching way, trying to contain them. Long expanses of smooth, gorgeous leg showed beneath her skirt. Blonde hair tumbled down to the middle of her shoulder blades. It was somewhat disheveled, but had obviously been styled immaculately earlier in the day. Her makeup was subtle, but served to perfectly enhance her beauty. She was wearing a silver necklace, a rose-colored bead bracelet, and large, heart-shaped pink earrings.
He took it all in while she briefly glanced around the front room. As soon as she moved to turn back toward him, he quickly focused his attention on closing the door.
“Quick question. How old are you?” she asked.
“Sixteen,” he answered. His voice cracked, causing his cheeks to instantly warm.
She blew out a relieved sigh.
“Uhm... Do you want something to drink?” he asked while walking toward the center of the room, doing everything in his power not to stare at her.
“God, I could use a half a dozen shots to calm my nerves,” Sarah answered.
“I... I don’t... I can’t...”
There was amusement in her voice when she said, “I was kidding. Sort of. If you have some water, that would be great. Mind if I sit?”
“Go ahead. Be right back,” he said. The excuse to leave the room and head for the fridge was a welcome one. Her body drew his eyes like a magnet, and he knew he had to look like a psycho stalker. It also gave him a chance to adjust his swollen manhood, which he doubted was going to go down any time soon.
He returned with a bottle of water, and handed it to her. The angle – standing above her as she sat on the couch – had him inadvertently looking straight down her cleavage. He quickly turned away when she thanked him, and took a seat in his father’s recliner, to put some distance between them.
Sarah took a long drink of her water, sighed in satisfaction, and then located a coaster to sit the bottle down on. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a crooked smile decorating her face.
“Afraid to ask, huh?” she said.
That caused him to look at her, his brow furrowing.
She chuckled and shook her head. “I promised to show you my tits if you got me out of there. You’re not even going to ask?”
He barely remembered her saying that. His brain hadn’t even processed the brief peek she’d given him at the time when she made that promise. He shook his head – a little too energetically – and said, “You don’t have to.”
“You’ve been trying not to stare at them ever since I got in the car. The way you looked when I flashed you, I bet it was the first time you’ve seen real ones. Are you sure?”
Part of him was silently screaming to take her up on the offer. His nagging conscience won out – barely – and he answered, “Really, you don’t have to do that.”
She giggled, once again shaking her head. “That’s cute. You’re as red as a stop sign. Sorry, I shouldn’t tease.” She stood up, and his heart raced as she walked toward him. “I made a promise, though.”
His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open when she stopped in front of his chair, and bared her breasts without the slightest hesitation. His eyes roved over the magnificent globes, taking in every bump of her areola, every crease in her big nipples, and the subtle pink coloration that stood out from the rest of the big, pale swells.
She squeezed them together, gave them a jiggle, and asked, “What do you think?”
“They’re incredible,” he said in a breathy whisper, his unblinking eyes still drinking them in.
“First real ones you’ve ever seen, aren’t they?”
The tiny part of his consciousness not focused on memorizing every detail of her perfect, beautiful breasts directed him to give a brief nod.
“Want a picture of them?”
That was enough to shock him out of his trance. His head snapped up from her tits to her face.
“I’m serious. Go ahead. You’re going to jerk off to them, you may as well have a picture of them.”
Please don’t wake up, he thought, assuming it all had to be a dream. There’s no way he could get so lucky. She had to be old enough to be in college, and he couldn’t get the time of day from girls his own age. He lifted his butt, in order to reach his phone in his back pocket.
Sarah’s eyes suddenly dropped to his crotch, and she drew in a gasp. “Oh wow. That looks pretty big.” She met his gaze just as he retrieved his phone and said, “Show me.”
“W-what?”
“Let me see that dick.”
Time seemed to move in slow motion as she bent over, planting one hand on the arm of the recliner, and then reaching for his crotch. Time resumed its march with a lurch when her fingers pressed hard against the bulge in his jeans. He groaned despite himself from her touch.
She let out a sharp moan, and squeezed the outline of his hardness. “That’s not a sock stuffed in there, either.”
The next thing he knew, she was popping open the button of his pants, and pulling down the zipper. The moment the V of his fly had fully parted, she reached inside, wormed her hands under his boxers, and wrapped her fingers around his naked cock.
“Ah, shit. That’s big and hard,” she said in a sultry voice as she squeezed it.
He was far from ready for her to stop when she let go, but the brief flash of disappointment vanished when she used her freed hands to completely remove her top.
“You wanna fuck me?” she asked as she dropped her top to the floor.
“Really?” he answered in a thoroughly shameful, squeaky voice.
“I went to that party to get fucked. I haven’t had it in a week, and I need it so bad.” As she spoke, she popped open buttons on the side of her skirt. Then, with the same complete lack of shame she’d demonstrated when baring her breasts, she pushed down her skirt and panties.
Peter stared in awe at her bare-shaven pussy as she stepped out of her clothes, and her shoes. As soon as her feet were free, she sank to her knees, fixing him with a sexy stare.
Sarah yanked off his shoes without bothering to unlace them, and dropped each with a thump to the floor. His socks followed, and then she leaned forward to grab the waist of his jeans. There was nothing gentle about the way she wrestled down his pants, and nothing soft in the way she growled when his cock sprang free.
Peter breathed hard and fast as she let her hands glide over his legs, up to his thighs, and she leaned over his lap.
“Take your shirt off,” she said while pushing the tail of it away from his erection.
He bunched up his shirt, pulling upward, and just as it covered his eyes, he felt her hot, slippery tongue slide up his shaft. He froze, letting out a high-pitched groan at the unbelievable sensation of her licking his cock.
She giggled, tickled the head of his cock with the tip of her tongue when he looked down at her, and then gave his erection another long, luxurious lap.
Peter struggled out of his shirt, his senses reeling from her wet tongue and sexy moans. The look in her eyes as she licked his cock was hypnotizing.
“Feel good?” she asked, her tongue barely pausing long enough for the words to emerge.
“Fuck yeah,” he answered in a rush.
“Want me to suck it?”
He nodded so vigorously that she broke out into laughter. “It’s okay,” she said when she saw him blushing.
She gave the swollen head a few licks, and moaned loudly when a drop of pre-cum welled up from the tip. Then she took him in.
Peter’s head thumped against the back of the chair and a loud grunt burst from his lips. Nothing he’d ever felt in his life could compare to her soft lips sliding up and down his cock. She’d already sucked him in three or four times before he could force his eyes open and lift his head to look down at her.
Her head bobbed slowly over his lap. His erection glistened with her saliva whenever her lips slid back to the tip. She reached up and brushed a few errant strands of blonde behind her ear, letting her tongue undulate against his hardness while she did it.
She let the tip slide out from between her lips just long enough to say, “Touch me.”
Peter lifted his hands, which had been resting idly at his side, and tentatively laid them on her shoulders. The feeling of her warm, soft skin soon set them roaming. He caressed her back, and then slowly let one hand move down her side.
She let out a moan of, “Mmm hmm,” around his cock as his hand approached her breast. Then she did it again when his fingers found the firm mound.
He squeezed and caressed her breast, exploring it with his fingers. Her nipple was stiff, and he flicked it with his thumb, drawing a whimper from her.
She released his cock with a gasp a second later.
“Get your phone,” she said while standing up.
Peter fumbled for his phone, which had slid down between the cushion and arm of the chair, unwilling to take his eyes off her. Her sexy butt swayed as she walked the few steps to the couch, then she slid onto it in a cat crawl. She rolled onto her back just as he managed to grasp his phone, and beckoned him with a crooked finger.
He popped out of the chair, and watched in aroused fascination as she spread her legs, and then her pussy lips, just like a porn star. The glimmering pink of her pussy caught his gaze like a fly in amber.
“Take a picture of me,” she said.
Though loathe to take his eyes off her long enough to do so, he tapped his phone to bring up the camera, aimed, and clicked the button to capture the image.
“Now come here and lick my pussy.”
Peter absently squatted down and sat his phone on the table, his eyes glued to the sight of her teasing her need with the fingers of one hand, while the other played with her breast. He climbed onto the couch on his knees, and she stretched out a leg toward him. Her foot hooked behind his back, pulled him toward her, and then slid up his back toward his neck, encouraging him to lean forward.
The perfume of her arousal hit him, sending chills up and down his spine. The musky scent was like nothing he’d ever smelled before. It was strange and almost off-putting, but somehow irresistible at the same time. He breathed deep as her foot continued to guide him. Once within reach, she used her hands to pull him fully into the V of her legs.
“Lick it,” she said as his lips came to rest against her folds. Then she squealed when his tongue parted her nether lips.
Peter stiffened and shuddered as he got his first taste of pussy. Much like her scent, it was strange, but so enticing. He gave it another lick, and then another. He was rapidly growing drunk on her juices.
“Harder,” she instructed, and pulled him tighter against her pussy for emphasis.
Her tone reminded him a lot of the Milf porn he liked to watch. He could almost hear the dialogue of the woman in the movie, telling him it wasn’t like painting a fence, that her clit was at the top of her pussy, and to wiggle his tongue. He tried the latter while complying with her demand, and licking harder.
“Ooo!” Sarah cried out. “Mmm hmm. That’s it.”
Pride swelled in him when he heard the pleasure in her voice, and felt her body responding.
“Does my pussy taste good?” she asked.
“Uh huh,” he grunted, keeping his tongue moving.
It was as if he had complete, instant recall of every pussy-licking video he’d ever watched. Every time a trick from one popped in his head, he tried it. He gave her quick, light licks, and sucks, reveling in the way it made her writhe beneath him. She wasn’t passive, either. Her fingers entwined in his hair, guiding his tongue to where she wanted it.
Her whimpers and moans grew louder, spurring him to even greater efforts. Lost in the taste and scent of her, he devoured her pussy. She ground it against his face, smearing his upper lip and chin with her abundant juices. Though he felt an ache in his neck, he easily ignored the discomfort to continue licking her sweet treat.
Sarah let out a loud squeal when he tried another suck at the apex of her nether lips, and must have hit the mark. Her fingers tightened in his hair, and her hips bucked. Then he felt her pushing him away. Some deep, primal instinct caused him to grab her thighs. He held on, resisting the pressure of her hand, and kept licking. She squealed again and trembled violently.
There was no resisting when she pulled a fistful of hair to yank him from between her legs.
“I need that dick,” she breathlessly demanded. “Sit up.”
Peter licked his lips, savoring her juices there, and watched her roll onto her side. She reached out, grabbed her purse, and yanked out a condom. His cock throbbed hard, as if it knew what that little square of foil meant. She tore it open with practiced ease, checked which way it rolled, and then scooted toward him. Within another second, his erection was completely sheathed in latex.
Sarah guided him to move away from the arm of the couch, and then straddled his lap.
“You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” she asked.
He gave the slightest of nods.
She reached down, and lifted his cock until it was standing straight up. She shifted her weight onto her left knee, guided his erection between her legs, and rubbed it between the parting of her lips a couple of times. Then, with no further preamble, she sank down on it.
They both groaned as his cock vanished into her soaked pussy.
Her eyes drifted open, locked with his, and she smiled. “You’re not a virgin anymore.” Her fingers moved to her clit, and began to roll the pleasure bud. He wasn’t sure whether her next words were to him, or a prayer to some unknown deity. “Please don’t come too soon.”
Peter was thankful for the latex barrier, because she felt like absolute heaven even with it. She was so tight and warm around him that he was sure if he felt her wetness against his skin, he’d already be on the way to blowing his load. Sarah swivelled and rocked her hips, stirring his cock inside her, and working her clit with quick strokes of her fingers.
“Oh, you are so fucking hard. I needed this so bad,” she said as she picked up the pace of her gyrating hips slightly. “You’re not getting close, are you?”
He shook his head. She felt incredible, but he wasn’t anywhere near the edge – much to his own surprise.
She chuckled. “Good. Try to hold out until I come. Please.”
“Okay. You’re so sexy.”
“Mmm... Thank you. Let me know if I hurt you.”
His eyes widened a little at that suggestion, but she didn’t seem to notice.
Sarah undulated atop him, her breasts swinging to and fro. The look of pleasure on her face was incredible. To know that he had anything to do with it was ecstatic. She whimpered and moaned, voicing that pleasure, and other sounds joined in as well. Every so often, he could hear the wet crackle of his cock sliding inside her, or the thrumming of her fingers over her clit. The beads on her left wrist clacked together, and her earrings made slight jangling sounds.
It was all so much more intimate and real than the hours and hours of porn he’d watched. He found himself watching the way her muscles played under her skin and the fluttering of her eyelashes as much as he did her tits and pussy. The warmth and softness of her skin where it touched his was absolutely delightful.
He noticed color rising in her cheeks, which steadily deepened as she rode him. A sudden gasp marked a change that explained her earlier admonition about hurting him. After that gasp, her hips moved much faster and farther than they had previously, tugging at the root of his cock. It didn’t hurt, but it certainly caused some discomfort.
Sarah’s whimpers grew louder, and were sometimes joined by yelps. She cried out, Yes, and Fuck, and God as her thrashing grew more intense and her fingers blurred between her legs. The discomfort of her jerking his cock around in her tight embrace increased, but it couldn’t remotely compete with his awe over her pleasure.
“Please don’t come,” she cried out. She sucked in a fast, noisy gasp and added, “I’m getting close.”
Peter felt the corners of his mouth curling upward into a smile. “You’re gonna come?”
“I’m getting there. Oh god. Getting close,” she answered, her voice rising in pitch. She let out a squeal and then asked, “Do you want me to come?”
“Fuck yeah,” he growled.
“Tell me... Tell me to come for you.”
She’d barely finished when he said, “Come for me.”
“Again!” she cried.
“Come for me,” he repeated, his voice taking on a growling quality he’d never heard in it before.
“I’m... I’m... Oh! Oh!”
Her throat seemed to close as the last whimpering cry passed her lips. Her eyes shot wide open, and she froze stock still for the space of a single breath. Then, it was as if someone had cracked her body like a whip. Her head snapped back, and then lashed forward, slamming into his chest, and she screamed.
Sarah kept screaming as she trembled and bucked atop him. Miraculously, her pussy was squeezing even tighter around him, which he would have never imagined was possible. Her screams were so pained sounding and her thrashing so violent that he instinctively wrapped his arms around her, and held her tight.
It took the longest time for her throes to calm. Eventually, she let out a high-pitched groan, and her tight muscles relaxed. Peter held her, wearing a smile so broad that it hurt his cheeks, and sniffed the subtle, fruity scent of her hair. She breathed hard, twitching every so often, and then finally let out a long moan.
Her voice was somewhat muffled by her head still resting against his chest when she said, “I knew I needed that, but wow. I didn’t know how bad.”
“Did you come?” he asked.
She broke out into weak laughter for a couple of seconds, and then answered, “Oh yeah. So hard. Whoo!” That made his cock throb, and she certainly noticed. She yelped, and then said, “Speaking of hard...”
An expression of surprised satisfaction decorated her face when she lifted up to look into his eyes. “I was afraid you’d nut the moment I touched you. So glad I was wrong.”
“Me too.”
She chuckled and said, “Don’t worry. I won’t leave you with blue balls. Just let me catch my breath.”
“Do you want a drink?” he asked, noticing that she had sweat beading at her hairline.
She nodded. “Just a second. Don’t move.” She took three quick, hard breaths through her nose, and then lifted off his cock. A sharp groan escaped her, and he could hear the wet sound of his cock sliding out of her, followed by the slap of it hitting his abdomen. She let herself fall to a sprawl on the couch, and he could see that her juices were dribbling out of her.
Sarah nodded toward the water, and he snapped out of the trance her post-orgasmic look had put upon him to grab it. She drank slowly, her hands appearing a little unsteady, and then handed him both bottle and cap. He put the cap back on and returned the bottle to its coaster.
“Mmm. Come here,” she said as he leaned back.
He moved toward her, and she used her feet and hands to corral him, until she could pull him into a kiss. He broke out into goose bumps from the soft sweetness of her lips, and her tongue slipping over him. As best he could, he emulated her.
Sarah pulled back an inch or so and asked, “Was that your first kiss, too?”
“Yeah,” he answered.
“Not too bad, really. I don’t know why that’s turning me on so much. Probably because I’m still buzzed. Don’t care. I like it.”
Sarah reached between their bodies, and cupped his balls. He throbbed and grunted from her touch.
She said, “So, it’s your first time. Do you want to come in the condom inside me? I can suck you off, but it tastes terrible when you’ve had a condom on.”
As appealing as exploding in her mouth was, he said, “Not if it tastes bad.”
“You could fuck me, and then pull out before you come, and I can jerk you off all over my tits.”
The thought of that made him gasp.
“You like that?” she asked.
“Yeah.”
She moaned. “Me too. I love having hot cum shoot all over me. Is that what you want?”
He nodded, and his cock bobbed with an equally vigorous answer.
Sarah rolled over, and rose up onto her hands and knees. She whipped her hair theatrically as she looked back over her shoulder at him.
“Come here and fuck me, then,” she said in the sexiest voice he’d ever heard in his life, while wiggling her ass in invitation.
Pete pulled his knees under him, and felt his ears burning when he realized he had to waddle toward her on his knees, which made her chuckle. Once he was close, she rested her head on the arm of the couch, and gestured for him to give her his hand. She pulled it to her hip, and he followed suit with the other. Then she reached between her legs, found his cock with her fingers, and guided it to the entrance of her canal.
He growled as he buried his cock in her depths, and she said, “Ah yeah. That’s it.”
He slipped out as soon as he pulled back to thrust again.
“Oh, put it back in,” she said while reaching down to aim him back inside her. She whimpered when he sank into her hot embrace once more, and moaned when he pulled back.
He thrust slowly and carefully, not wanting to repeat the embarrassing slip a second time. She thrust her butt back at him each time he pushed forward, making a little slapping sound as their bodies came together.
“That’s it. Fuck me. Give it to me. That dick feels so good. Fuck me, and then come all over my titties,” she encouraged him. “Come on. Faster. Harder. Fuck me. I want that cum.”
The difference was like night and day. Whether it was his nervousness the first time she rode him, the position, or a combination of the two, he was getting there, and quickly. He felt the first tickles in the head of his cock after only thirty seconds or so of driving his cock into her hot pussy.
His body slipped out of the controls of his brain almost as quickly. He thrust harder – faster – and growls rumbled in his chest. He slipped out again, and he reacted without thinking. He pushed his cock down with his thumb, and slid it over the fingers she’d reached back with to guide him, and straight back into her hot hole.
She cried, “Yes! That’s it. Fuck me hard. Take me. Give it to me. I want that cum. I want it all over me.”
Another near slip gave him a sense of how far he could pull back, and he fell into a rhythm, fucking her hard and fast. Their bodies collided with loud smacks, and she continued the sexy pleading for his cum all the while, between whimpers and yelps.
Peter’s balls tightened, and the hot itch spread all through his erection. He growled and grunted with every hard thrust. It wasn’t long before he was approaching the edge.
“Are you gonna come?” she asked. “Pull out before you come. I want to see it. I want it all over me. I want to taste it.”
It took no small amount of willpower to yank his cock out of her hot pussy before he filled the latex sheath. She reacted with surprising speed, dropping to her knees on the floor next to the couch. When she grabbed his wrist, he slipped off the couch to stand in front of her. She tugged on the tip of the condom while quickly rolling it from the bottom, and removed it. Then she took his cock in hand.
Sarah jerked him hard and fast, with the tip aimed at her mouth. She was looking straight up into his eyes while she said in a deep, insistent voice, “Give it to me. Give me that cum.”
That was it. He erupted with a growling groan, spraying cum all over her lips, cheek, and the tip of her nose. The first spurt was still dribbling down her face and dripping onto her tits when a second burst shot straight into her open mouth.
Over and over again he pulsed, spraying cum onto her face, into her hair, and onto her tits. Every ejaculation was the hardest he’d ever felt in his life, and they kept coming. She stroked his throbbing cock, milking out every drop he had to offer, and letting out excited sounds tinged with laughter.
He was reduced to panting and emitting clipped grunts from sensitivity by the time she let him go. He stutter-stepped backwards on wobbly knees, and fell heavily to the couch.
She turned toward him, wiggling her tongue through the cum pooled in her mouth, and he got his first good look at his handiwork. She was absolutely covered in streams and spatters of cum. She swallowed with a flourish as he watched. When she opened her mouth to show it empty, he let his head fall back, and his eyes close.
“That was a nice big load,” she said.
“Wouldn’t stop,” he groaned, keeping his eyes closed. Even the sound of her voice was enough to make his still aching cock protest.
“I noticed. I loved it.”
Feeling rude, he forced his eyes open and tried to sit up. He succeeded in the first, but not so much with the second, and settled for turning his head so he could make eye contact.
The moment he did, she gave him a wicked grin, hefted her left breast, and licked a dangling strand of cum from her nipple.
He trembled, groaned, and slapped a hand over his cock.
She laughed, and the sound was mischievous, but not mocking. Some of it was still in her voice when she said, “Okay, I’ll stop.”
He was quite familiar with the sound, and knew she was pulling tissue from the box on the coffee table. He peeked, and found the sharp pangs from his cock had lessened enough for him to watch her wiping his cum from her body. She glanced at him and smiled frequently as she cleaned up the mess he’d made.
“Do you mind if I take a shower?” she asked.
“That’s okay,” he said, and then pointed toward the hall. “First door on the right. There should be towels.”
She stepped toward him, hips swaying, and leaned in for a kiss. The thought that he’d just filled her mouth full of cum never even occurred to him as their tongues slipped over each other.
She winked, and then strutted toward the hall – still naked.
Peter closed his eyes and shook his head. He still couldn’t believe it had really happened. He half expected to wake up any second.
Then he did.
At some point while she was in the shower, he’d dozed off, and she’d awakened him with a kiss on the forehead. He looked to see that she was dressed, and he sat up, trying to shake off the sleep fog.
Sarah said, “I got hold of a friend of mine to come pick me up. She’s almost here.”
Pete sat up and stammered, “Uhm... Can I get... Uhm...”
Sarah held up a hand. “Look, it was great. You saved my butt, and made me come, but I’m headed back to campus in a couple of days. I just don’t think it would work out, you know?”
His shoulders slumped and he sighed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
“Cheer up. You just lost your virginity to a hottie, and you’ve got a picture to prove it.” She then held up her hand, and he realized she was holding her lacy red panties between two fingers. “And these.”
Peter caught them when she tossed them his way.
Headlights pulling into the driveway, followed by a message alert sound from Sarah’s phone heralded a moment he was dreading.
“My friend is here,” she said.
Not knowing what else to say, he muttered, “Thanks,” and then winced at how stupid it sounded.
“You’re welcome. Thank you, too.”
With that, she gave a finger-waggling wave, and hurried to the front door. A minute later, her friend’s car pulled out of the drive.
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Though having her walk into and out of his life in the space of a few hours was a little sad, the naked picture of her on his couch and her panties elevated him to near god status amongst his friends the next day.
As the evening approached, he felt the melancholy creeping back up on him, though. He headed home, thinking about her – a curious mixture of sadness and arousal.
He’d barely closed the front door when he heard the phone ringing. He hurried across the room, grabbed the phone, and said, “Hello?”
He couldn’t believe his ears when he heard Sarah’s voice say, “Guess who?”
“Sarah?”
“Uh huh. Parents still out of town?”
“Yeah, until the day after tomorrow,” he said, surging with hope.
“So, I’m still not looking for a boyfriend, but I figured why go hunting for dick tonight when I already know where one is. Interested?”
It was the easiest question he’d ever answered.
Carmine wiped the sweat off her brow with the dirty towel she was using to clean the table. Although it was nearly dark, the heat of the day still had its grip on the land. It was even worse in the dark, windowless inn where she worked. Grunting with the effort, she hoisted the pail of water and sent another splurge of water coursing down the long wooden table, sending several chickens flying out from under the table cackling and complaining loudly that she had ruined their meal of table...
Book Ten: The Flaming Woman Chapter Four: The Knight's Resolve By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Aurora Xandra – Unmik, Asunow Princedom, The Princedoms of Zeutch The alarm resounded through the cell, my delicate ears flinching from the piercing reverberations while the smile grew and grew on Princess Adelaide's face. The strawberry-blonde woman shuddered on Chaun, eyes casting to the ceiling of his cell. My stomach twisted with fear and anger. She triggered an alarm. She had just...
Though he’d hoped for a more exciting evening, beating Harry in a game of chess was at least something.Peter’s hopes had been rather lofty, considering how introverted he was. Having access to the car for the first time while his parents were out of town wasn’t going to change that. It was nice to toot the horn and wave at people he knew, though. There was an undeniable freedom that came with driving yourself, as opposed to being ferried around by your parents.As he walked out to the car, it...
TeenThough he’d hoped for a more exciting evening, beating Harry in a game of chess was at least something. Peter’s hopes had been rather lofty, considering how introverted he was. Having access to the car for the first time while his parents were out of town wasn’t going to change that. It was nice to toot the horn and wave at people he knew, though. There was an undeniable freedom that came with driving yourself, as opposed to being ferried around by your parents. As he walked out to the car,...
Acolyte Sophia – Western Deorc Forest, The Federation of Deoraciynae The two other elf hunters appeared silently out of the woods. Like Xera, they were gorgeous, tall and lithe, their bodies painted in greens and browns to let them blend into the woods. Their keen eyes flickered at Angela and me, their ears twitching in obvious curiosity at the sight of two humans in their woods. I was still naked. It was wonderful to not have to wear the robe. As an acolyte of the Temple of Pure, I had...
Book Eight: Labyrinth of Love Chapter Three: Forgotten Love By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Knight Kevin – The Free City of Hargone Angela's face hardened at my pronouncement of her crimes and the declaration that her name was attainted and stricken from the rolls of the Knights Deute. The wind from the desert whipped at her fiery hair. We stood on the outskirts of Hargone, the Halani Desert's sands only a block away. Crowded tenement buildings made of yellow-white mud loomed around...
Knight Kevin – The Free City of Hargone Angela’s face hardened at my pronouncement of her crimes and the declaration that her name was attainted and stricken from the rolls of the Knights Deute. The wind from the desert whipped at her fiery hair. We stood on the outskirts of Hargone, the Halani Desert’s sands only a block away. Crowded tenement buildings made of yellow-white mud loomed around us. The pedestrians on the streets hurried inside, leaving it empty. I didn’t care. My focus was on...
Being a CPA, she'd been able to save a bunch by closing her expensive office in Phoenix's central business district. Now, at a fraction of the price, she only needed to rent a post box in the same uptown stylish and upscale address that at one time been her plush office. Her clients were happy to email their spread sheets to her, knowing her work was professional and accurate, as were her insights and opinions. She'd bought the business from an elderly man, inheriting his clientele. Those...
Aug 8, 2011 I tried to get this info into my biography - but couldn't. I've written a paperback book of three of my long stories that I normally sell separately at magselectronics.com There IS a great discount offered by the publisher, but only until August 12, 2011 If you're interested go to beastv.blogspot for details. I hope that you enjoy the following story. It's a lot different than my usual. Hugs Bea AUDITION FOR A KNIGHT By Bea The horseman appeared out...
Book One: The Quest Chapter Three: The Hopeless Quest By mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Acolyte Sophia – Shesax, the Kingdom of Secare “Anoint her and give her a Quest!” screamed Vivian, her voice muffled by the knight's tangy pussy and thighs sitting on my face. My face was smeared with pussy juices. Knight Angela was a squirter. I did love eating pussy, but now my insides twisted as I awaited to hear what horrible Quest she received...
Ser Alec Longstroke (his last name a call to an ancestor who used a spear-like sword to defeat a foe one) had been riding his horse, which was wearing a white and red cloth caparison and who’s name was Fira, for almost a week now. He was a knight of a guild and he specialized in hunting what had done this to the countryside, dragons. His destination was the Castle Rooker, a place that a dragon would have rested before it moved on. It was his hope that the dragon was still there and that the...
Ser Alec Longstroke (his last name a call to an ancestor who used a spear-like sword to defeat a foe one) had been riding his horse, which was wearing a white and red cloth caparison and who’s name was Fira, for almost a week now. He was a knight of a guild and he specialized in hunting what had done this to the countryside, dragons. His destination was the Castle Rooker, a place that a dragon would have rested before it moved on. It was his hope that the dragon was still there and that...
Knight of PassionAlone in her tower, Princess Mariella could hear the sounds of battle coming from below. Out of her window, she could see down into the courtyard of her prison, the tall stone spire that had confined her for close to five years now. Far below, the cobblestones were streaked with scorch marks, long black lines of soot that crisscrossed the ground and spread up the walls. She felt tears welling in her eyes. The poor knight.He wasn't the first person who'd come to rescue her. She...
The first time she’d noticed them in the window, she’d naturally reacted with embarrassment and shock. She hadn’t even realized that the one window of her neighbor’s house overlooked her fenced-in back yard until she saw the faces there ogling her as she sunned herself in a bikini.Shortly after escaping into the privacy of her house, a very different feeling had come over her. Fresh off a divorce brought on by discovering her husband’s long-standing affair, her self-esteem had taken quite a...
ExhibitionismA night with Knight by Ronde To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Our chat last night I enjoyed our chat last night. Think the other guys did too, if their comments were any basis to judge by. Bet you got a lot of offers after I left the room, but hope I’m the only one who got your email address. Sorry that your husband doesn’t have much time for you anymore. You sound like a beautiful lady, and beautiful ladies should never be ignored. Wish I could do something to make you...
"Anoint her and give her a Quest!" screamed Vivian, her voice muffled by the knight's tangy pussy and thighs sitting on my face. My face was smeared with pussy juices. Knight Angela was a squirter. I did love eating pussy, but now my insides twisted as I awaited to hear what horrible Quest she received that would drag me away from the temple for weeks or even months. "Let it be easy, Saphique," I prayed into Angela's pussy. "And I'll be the most faithful priestess ever. I'll...
Alisaundre was always told stories of different lands, since he was a small child, his King had actually conquered many lands, and many of them the world had yet to even know about, however…There still remained many lands, plenty that human feet had not treaded yet. Of course, as with stories of different lands, he was also told stories of magic, sorcery and other foolish sightings like mermaids, pixies and elves, all things that were scoff worthy. He never believed these stories, and always...
Knight and Dey 1: First Day of a Second Life By Ron Dow75 [email protected] "All right, crew, eyes forward!" the police sergeant ordered the three officers under his command. "Every year, somebody tries to show off by riding to school in an unauthorized manner. Specifically, down Bleaker's Hill!" and he pointed at the very steep hill in front of the two men and a woman. "It is our job to catch the perpetrator, and to make an example of him! This school will be highly...
The Misadventures of Diana Knight Part I - Minding the Pussy Craig Mannings was at the crossroads of his life. He had just been made redundant by his job at an estate agent. The housing market had collapsed recently with the recession and the firm had a policy of last in first out. Craig had only been employed just over a year and so he was the one selected for redundancy. The other estate agents were not hiring due to the economic conditions being what they were. He had applied for a...
Chapter Three: Virgin Delight By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Journeyman Mage Faoril – Esh-Esh, The Magery of Thosi The market place before the docks on Lake Esh bustled with travelers, locals, and merchants, a vast, busy tide that ebbed and flowed. I walked with Thrak, he crowds paring before my orcish lover like the waves before the knifing prow of a ship. Everyone gave the huge, hulking, ferocious, barbaric Thrak a wide birth, the already pale, Thosian faces growing even whiter as...
“Help! Help!” Sir Bedevier heard the distant call as his palfrey clopped over the rocky soil. “Who could be alive in this seer wilderness?” he thought to himself as he swung toward the sound, his travel armor clashing as he moved. He came over a rise and his eyes widened with amazement. There, on a rocky headland, within an ornate metal frame well over ten feet high, with the body of a naked girl. The chains holding her arms and legs spread-eagled were well padded, as...
Book Seven: Illusory Passion Chapter One: Mother-in-Law Delight By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. King Edward IV – Shesax, The Kingdom of Secare A pleased smile spread across my lips. For once, things moved swiftly upon my command. Word had arrived that not only had Knight-Errant Angela been accused of high crimes by the Doge of Raratha, but so had Acolyte Sophia ev'Tith, servant of Saphique and daughter of the contemptible Duchess of Tith....
Jonathan grunted as he pulled himself up onto the stone ledge, his light armour rattling as he steadied himself and looked into the mouth of the cave. Here it was, he thought to himself. The dragon's cave. About six months ago, the young man had turned eighteen. Ever since he was a young boy, he wanted to be a knight. He had grown up idolising them, those armoured heroes who would fight for the king, protect the innocent, strike down villains. Everything that a knight was, everything...
Book Ten: The Flaming Woman Chapter Eleven: The Dragon's Pain By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Knight Angela – Dominari's Lair, The Despeir Mountains Lady Delilah's draconic jaws opened above me. My arms burned. The power of Gewin's blessing buttressed my limbs, keeping the immense weight of the dragon from crushing me as her claw pinned me to the cave floor. But as I looked into her open jaw at the sharp teeth dripping, the reek of sulfur of her breath, I saw my death. I had...
Knight Errant 1. Argument "Sophie, you must do as I say - I command you to obey me!" Sophie flashed anger and then smiled sweetly at the young Knight. "Peter, you have always tried to order me about ... Even as children, when we played together, you always wanted to be in charge ..." "Sophie, - I am in charge - I am master of this castle, and you are my prisoner!" "Peter, you know very well that you are too soft-hearted to lock me in your dungeon ... It was your brother,...
The Knight, from the novel ‘War of the Walkers’ A slow, steady alarm could be heard throughout the complex and the red flashing lights sensors warned every person that the jump team was ready to report to the laboratory sub station immediately. The scramble was chaotic. Meals were deserted, sleep was interrupted, and conversations ceased without proper ending as staff quickly piled into the waiting express elevators. Twenty-six floors below, the team leader awaited his staff. “Ladies and...
Book One: The Quest Chapter Two: The Ritual of the Holy Virgin By mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Acolyte Sophia – Shesax, the Kingdom of Secare I was bored as I waited in the antechamber to the High Virgin Vivian. She was the leader of all the Temples of Saphique, our Virgin Goddess. I wasn't afraid of the trouble I was in. So I blew off prayers to play with a pair of novices. I didn't break their cherries. They were still pure enough to be...
I. The Message Paul Norton sat in his dimly-lit room somewhere in the suburbs of Boston. He looked outside and saw a blizzard pounding the neighborhood. White-skinned and with blond hair, Paul suffered from an overactive intelligence which compelled him to notice things that other people did not. He disliked authority’s instructions, and frequently called people names which they would not otherwise deserve. Fortunately, those same people had been understanding as Paul learned to keep his...
Book Three: Barbaric Passion Chapter Four: Passion's Cure By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Thrak – Red Eye Tribal Lands, Larg Federation The clear stars burned overhead. I stared up at them, my thoughts drifting. The summer solstice was upon the world. The time to hunt, gather, and war had come to the orc lands. I studied the stars' patterns as they drifted across the night sky. Serisia's spirit lay beside me, cold with her unlife. She...
Book Eight: Labyrinth of Love Chapter One: The Shaman's Desires By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Knight Kevin – The Free City of Hargone The splashing, gurgling fountain cooled the inn's common room. It was an aptly named establishment, though the innkeeper was not happy we had commandeered his entire main room despite the gold we paid him. The twelve of us sat around a circular table, reclining on tasseled pillows. My fellow knights and I...
The Knight scowled as he glared at the Succubus sitting before him. His armoured hands were bound above his head, the chains bearing an unnatural purple glow. "My, my, my..." the purple-haired demon teased as she leaned forward, her red eyes running down her captive's body. He was exactly what you would expect of a knight; tall, muscular, and clad from the neck down in metal. She had already disposed of his helmet, exposing his handsome, bearded face. "You're quite the catch, Sir...
Book 2: Magic's Clash Chapter One: Spidery Passion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Journeyman Mage Faoril – Esh-Esh, The Magery of Thosi “Why are you jerking him off?” Saoria asked as she lounged on her bed in her red robes of a Journeyman Mage, her long, dark-brown hair spilling across one shoulder and the swelling rise of her large tits. I always felt so inadequate around her. My breasts were nice, round, and dwarfed by the lush pair...
Book Ten: The Flaming Woman Chapter Twelve: Decisions By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Aurora Xandra – Dominari's Lair, The Despeir Mountains Conflict warred through me as I watched my husband administer Thrak the healing potion. The orc drank the creamy elixir, his wounds knitting together. Elation and anger, joy and horror swirled through me. Chaun lived. He survived the fight with the dragon. He fucked my mother. The images the...
Knight Kevin – The Free City of Grahata, Yalut Island The night wore on as we stood our watch in the overgrown Labyrinthine Gardens. The trees and bushes were so thick, the stone buildings of Grahata were completely obscured. There was almost no light, the night sky half-overcast, the moon struggling to shine through black clouds. But our eyes had adjusted to what light there was. The entrance to the labyrinth was a dark pit before us, faint stairs slowly merging into the black. My five...
Chapter Four: The Monster's Lust By mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Acolyte Sophia – Shesax, the Kingdom of Secare My heart beat with excitement as we crossed the Merchant's Bridge over the Melkith River that flowed through the sprawling city of Shesax. Behind us, the Lone Mountain thrust up like a rock spire to pierce the fluffy, white clouds drifting across the sun. Ahead, the sun rose, shining golden light in our eyes. The Merchant's...
Council of Quadrant Queens By: Malissa Madison Each Quadrant had hurried to send their Ambassadors to the new Queens, pledging their open support. Sending what they could quickly muster together to reinforce the security for Quill as well as Empress Queen Moshi of Antera and also for Queen Keeli of Draconia. Many pledging money to help pay for the changes they knew would be needed before the Dilithium mines could be reopened by the Anterian's. The Avian...
We rode into Weltingham at some speed, following the trail of marching soldiers. Worried about Sophie, we were silent until I noticed Natalie staring at me curiously. Facing her I slowed down slightly and raised an eyebrow. "What? Oh, um, well ... I think I know why you're so hesitant to fuck Sophie. It's because you're related to us isn't it." Shocked, I couldn't react properly. "What? How did you... ?" She grinned at me. "Yeah. The Coven thinks from your reputation that you...
Book One: The Quest Chapter Six: Monstrous Mating By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Acolyte Sophia – Western Deorc Forest, The Federation of Deoraciynae I patted Purity's neck as the dark trees loomed over us. The elvish forest was untouched by lumberjacks, the trees growing tall and proud. The Blath Forest had seen generations of humans touch, cutting down trees, trapping, hunting, and herb gathering. Roads had been blazed through it. Here,...
Book Ten: The Flaming Woman Chapter Ten: Lies By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Thrak – Dominari's Lair, Despeir Mountains The vision ended. Rage exploded through me. The vision of my brother, Bruk, raping and murdering my first wife Serisia burned through my thoughts. My brother. My las-damned brother. My fists clenched as I fell to my knees. It built inside me. This dark, angry. Bloody storm. It howled in me. He had to die. I slammed my fist into the hard rock of the cave...
Alice disappeared, or rather her reflection did, the moment the door flew open.“I had to make sure you’re not getting into trouble,” the knight announced, eyeing her suspiciously. Just then Alice recalled the words of the Cheshire Cat. ‘Something about tea and cakes,’ she thought, wondering if it was helpful advice or simply madness as so much seemed to be since she’d left the comfort of the stream bank to pursue the tiny sailing ship. Just then she realized that the other Alice had left her...
First TimeIt was a night like any other winter night in the City of Brockton. The snow was falling gently, the wind was light almost non-existent as two vigilantes keep a silent watch together over their fair city. Brockton used to be a nice city, it was once the ‘Shoe Capitol of the World’. The City of Champions, as its downtrodden citizens called it. Brockton was the birthplace of boxing champions Rocky Marciano and Marvin Hagler. It seemed to everyone living in the towns adjacent to Brockton that...
Book One: The Quest Chapter Five: Elvish Heat By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this. Acolyte Sophia – Blath Forest, The Kingdom of Secare Angela kissed me. My heart stopped. Her lips were hot and soft. Her large, naked breasts pressed against my traveling robes. My nipples hardened and a flush of heat washed through me. I closed my eyes and let the strong woman hold me, her tongue claiming my mouth. My head spun. The fear and excitement...
Book Two: Magic's Clash Chapter Seven: Fireeyes By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Fireeyes – Northeastern Shore, Lake Esh – The Magery of Thosi The crew of the Mermaid's Lover rowed the riverboat to a sandy shore. I stood on the prow, gazing at the peaceful countryside of Esh. The sun set behind us, painting the fields with crimson. When Angela's business in Esh-Esh was concluded, she would head north. Beyond the horizon lay the highway...
Book Eight: Labyrinth of Love Chapter Seven: Shifting Paths By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Knight Kevin – The Free City of Grahata, Yalut Island I walked into the Temple of Luben, a small structure dwarfed by the more popular religions of Pater, Slata, and Seljan. It was modest on the outside and plain in the inside. The floors were a checkered pattern of black and white stone, dark-stained pews forming two rows advancing towards an altar...
Book Three: Barbaric Splendor Chapter One: The Simulacrum's Orders By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Thrak – Red Eye Tribal Lands, Larg Federation The wind was cold. I barely felt it rippling across my scarred, red-brown skin. My greataxe lay across my lap, the twin, crescent blades glinting in the light. I stared at my wife's grave. A year and I could still hear her sweet laughter and see her lithe, human figure. Nine years she had been my...
For those who have been waiting on this chapter, I apologize for the length of time it took to publish. It took a long time to figure story out and with setbacks from my computer crash and subsequent loss, this chapter has been written and rewritten a ton. I hope it is enjoyable and look to continue this story. The sun glinted off Ser Alec’s armor as he exerted himself in battle. A continuous fight that plagued him every few seconds while he climbed a path etched into the side of...
Book One: The Quest Chapter One: The Descendant of the Lilies By mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Notes: Thanks to b0b for the beta read! King Edward IV – Shesax, the Kingdom of Secare The scented, anointing oils still glistened on my forehead, slowly drying as I stared up at the winding stairs climbing the Lone Mountain. Behind me, the city's bells rang in celebration of my coronation. It was tragic that my father had died young, but it meant my reign would be spectacular. I was...
Book 5: The Vault's Treasure Chapter Five: Nimble Fingers By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Chaun – The Free City of Raratha I smiled as I glanced at the seven halfling wives roaming the riverboat named The Halfling's Harem. The memory of each one of the gasping and heaving beneath me, thinking I was their husband, made my dick throb in my leather pants. Captain Natan had no idea I cuckold him with each of his wives. I hoped at least one...
This following is an early extract from volume one of my three part saga "Slaves of the Amethyst" . I dedicate it to a lover of games of my acquaintance on xhamster.Whilst Jennifer and Julie were carousing together on the meadow at Woodman’s Bluff Margaret Wilkinson was sipping a fine hundred year old cognac in a comfortable lounge at Mathom Hall. Lady Mathom was reclining languidly in a chair opposite her, her long dark tresses hanging loose over her shoulders, its glossy sheen reflecting the...
London, England 1275 ‘Who is that knight in red over yonder?’ ‘Too small to be a seasoned knight, must be a man-child.’ ‘Whoever he is, has won most of the contests today. Remarkable chap I say.’ Everyone in the jousting fields and stands were debating who this newcomer was, that has put most of the competitors to shame. The King has sent his man-at-arms to request an audience with the elusive young knight, that has sent even his cynical courtiers in an uproar. Aye, this is definitely worth...
I knelt next to the corpse that used to be my master on the hill overlooking the burned wheat field. I stared calmly at the four women that surrounded me. They were my master's enemies. They had killed his mortal vessel. But I knew he was not dead. I knew the lengths my master had gone through to insure his continued existence beyond his vessel's termination. The scent of death lingered in the air, mixed with ash and fire. Swaths of the wheat field had burned during the fight with my...
He followed the scent further, turning a corner into what a flickering sign stated was a residential block. When he turned the corner, he felt an imp, a lesser demon, attempt to move past him. He grabbed the arm of the imp before it ran past and yanked it back, the strength of the act tearing the imps thin arm from its body. It let out a primal groan of pain before the Hell Knight brought down its foot onto the head of the wretched thing. The blood stained the leathery skin of the Hell...
Book Four: Song's Passion Chapter Five: The Bard's Performance By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. The Erinyes Incessae – Lor-Khev, The Magery of Thosi The howls of the rampaging barguest filled the night over the small town of Lor-Khev in southern Thosi. The Lesh-Ke Mountains loomed to the south, a wall of black that occulted the brilliant, starry sky I flew through. My eyes scanned the town. My prey lay in here. The target of Mother's...
Book Eight: Labyrinth of Love Chapter Eight: Impaled by the Minotaur By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Acolyte Sophia – The Labyrinth, the Island of Yalut The words of the Minotaur echoed down the hallway out of the darkness of the large room before us. The source of the foul stench pervading the Labyrinth flowed with it. In the glow of my pink, ethereal light bobbing beside me, I spotted a skeletal arm stretched out of the large room,...
Book Seven: Illusory Passion Chapter Six: What Shadows Hide By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Knight-Errant Angela – The Halani Desert “Oh, I am going to spank that slut,” Angela fumed as she pulled the final piece of hide over the frame of their tent. “Where did Sophia get to?” “Snuck off with my wife,” Chaun answered, lounging on a pile of supplies. He strummed his lyre. Angela frowned as she straightened up, fixing him a hard stare....
This is the sixteenth story in my Legacy Universe and like the others it can be read as a stand alone story. The Knight is a Lady By Morpheus "Damn," I cursed as I stood in the middle of my bedroom while completely soaked through. I'd just come in from outside where I'd gotten an unexpected drenching, not due to any sudden downpour or anything like that, but due to a water balloon ambush from my sisters. I grimaced as I quickly stripped off my wet clothes, then took a...
‘I could use the easy money...’ the young nineteen-year-old woman thought to herself, feeling how empty her coin purse was getting. She pulled the contract and made her way to the indicated point of contact, the village chief, to reserve it. … “Hmmm... Not to sound offensive or anything, but pretty strong warriors and the like tried taking on this contract and failed...” the Hestle village chief, Illari Kircland, expressed his doubt to the girl standing in his doorway. Val had...
Book 5: The Vault's Treasure Chapter Nine: Lust's Daughter By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Thrak – The Free City of Raratha Night cloaked the beach beneath the Saltspray Palace. The waves crashing into the shore had a faint tinge of glowing blue, a phosphorescent churned by the foam and only revealed in darkness. I studied it, pondering what could cause the glow. A property of sea water? An organism in the waves? A chemical polluting the ocean? Thinking about the cause was...