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The Lusty Maiden	By : Krozam Category: +A through F > Dragon Quest/ Dragon Warrior Views: 2003 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Sands of Alexandria
- 1
Summers in Alexandria, a quaint little town that could be found on the northeast province within the Kingdom of Trodain, we’re always blissfully warm. The river to the north of Alexandria and the luscious, verdant landscape seemed cool the region even on the hottest of days.
Few travelers ever found the hidden gems nestled throughout the area; groves of orchard trees, hidden woodland arbors, shoreline grottos, and sheltered coves that dotted the coast. It was in one of these sheltered and secluded coves that Jessica Albert stood, her alluring form laid bare to the morning sun, and gazed out to the sea. She had found this place, a little corner of the world she could call her own, many years ago while searching for herbs. Since then she had been visiting the cove at least three mornings a week. Nobody would find her here, and if they did, well, she figured they'd enjoy the view.
Jessica closed her eyes and breathed deep. The salty mist from the waves felt good on her exposed skin, she smiled as the languid waters swept over her feet and tickled her toes with sand. She stretched leisurely and ran her hands down her back, coming to rest on her smooth and perfectly rounded buttocks. Squeezing tight for a moment and spreading her cheeks made her body tingle with anticipation. Taking in the cove’s serene atmosphere wasn’t the only thing she did on these mornings.
Already the cleft between her legs was growing moist, she resisted the urge to touch herself and instead teased by lazily running her middle finger over her anus. Back where she had discarded her clothing was a glass schlong and a glass anal plug with a rabbit tail affixed to it. She went to retrieve the rabbit tail and returned to her spot on the beach.
Jessica squatted and, after lubricating the glass plug with her saliva, gingerly worked it into her ass. The feel of her anus stretching to accommodate the cool glass sent a surge of pleasure through her. Anal play was one of her favorite forms of sexual gratification, there weren’t many playthings, toys or otherwise, that hadn’t been the subjects of experimentation. There were many women in the Kingdom of Trodain that had felt Jessica’s tongue knocking at their back door.
There was, however, an element of caution that couldn't be ignored during her morning treks to the beach. There were many monsters roaming the wilds. Most of them, like humans, had never found her hideaway, but that wasn't to say it had never happened. Jessica was an up-and-coming Mage, but some monsters were beyond even her. Orcs, lesser demons, and hoodlums had been known to rape unsuspecting females on the road. She had even heard a handful of reports of an estry, a rare breed of slime that fed on the climatic excretions of human females, attacking women on the road and occasionally killing them. The estry would usually let their victims go after awhile, but a hungry estry would feed on a woman until her heart gave out or she suffered massive internal bleeding. Estry were known to be able to smell a sexually aroused female for miles. The slime, once it’s prey was found, would trap her in its mucosal body and produce sinewy tendrils that would penetrate and stimulate most if not all of her orifices until climax.
With that thought tucked away in the back of her mind, she laid back on the sand and began massaging her breasts. Jessica had an impressive bust for the age of nineteen, it was a feature she often exploited when dealing with men. Often, the men she dealt with spent less than half the time actually looking at her face.
She took her time running her hands down her body, stopping at her midriff and tickling her belly with the backs of her fingernails. After a few moments of teasing her hand finally found her glabrous clit, nearly dripping with her vaginal juices by now, and began rubbing in circular motions. She could already feel her beads of sweat forming on her stomach, oh how she wanted to bury her face in another woman’s ass. The thought of the scent alone had her worked in to a fit of soft moans made all the more pleasurable by the feel of her asshole puckering around the glass plug.
The urge to taste another woman’s clit was nearly overwhelming. The world around her had ceased to exist, all that remained were her fantasies and the immense pleasure she was bringing herself. The rubbing of her clit increased in intensity, becoming quick strokes. Occasionally a finger found it’s way inside her womanhood and she gasped.
Jessica climaxed there in the sand. She cried out as her cheeks tightened around the plug and a clear stream of fluid erupted from between her legs, soaking her and the sand beneath her.
The cove was fairly out of the way and hidden from the outside world, but she had no doubt that anyone within auditory range would have heard her vociferous release just then. Breathing heavily, her nude form drenched in sweat and her own cum, she stood on shaky legs and waded out into the water to rinse off. While bathing she removed the rabbit tail, cleaned it, and waded back to the beach.
She froze before reaching her discarded garments. They weren't there.
“Good show you put on ‘ere.”
Jessica glanced to where the voice had come from. Out of the shoreline scrub stepped two squat hoodlums, axes gripped loosely in their stubby hands. Her clothing was bunched up at their feet.
“What do you want?” she asked, knowing the answer but trying to buy time for the spell already formulating in her mind.
The lead hoodlum grinned lewdly and dropped his kilt to reveal a mildly intimidating erection, “I want you to get down on yer ‘ands and knees,” it said gruffly, ‘Lets do this easy eh…”
“Ummm…I think not,” Jessica loosed a blazing gout of fire from her palms. It raced along the sand to engulf the hoodlum speaker’s cohort, who cried out painfully and tried to no avail to slap at the hungry flames. The one that had been speaking managed to roll out of harms way. He rushed her in a frenzy and knocked her to the ground.
The hoodlum was on her in an instant, forcing her legs open and preparing to thrust his dripping member inside her. The smell of the hoodlum and his genitals nearly made her gag. His moment was short lived. Jessica placed both hands on his face and mouthed a quick cantrip that wreathed her hands in flame. The hoodlum swore and pulled away but she held as long as she could. It was long enough. The hoodlum hit the sand hard, it’s head no more than a smoldering stump on its shoulders.
Jessica breathed a sign of relief. Shit! Her shoulders slumped and she sighed again, exasperated this time. Her first spell had burnt away all her clothes and the trek back to Alexandria was a couple hours through the wilderness.
And that apparently wasn't all.
The glass schlong had been scorched so badly that it had sand particles fused to it, all she had on her now was the rabbit tail. With a groan she wetted it and eased it into her posterior once again, she wasn't about to leave it behind or carry it the whole way. Her toys hadn't come cheap, the loss of one was enough.
She gave the slain hoodlums another look and laughed, aloud, at the absurdity of it all. It wasn't all bad, she supposed. Being nude in nature was one of the greatest experiences possible in her books, and besides, the whole situation was oddly titillating.
The Tower of Alexandria was just south of the cove. Unfortunately she wouldn't find anything of use to her there. It had once been used as an outpost, a first line of defense against invaders, but since the treaty between provinces it had become more of a relic of the past than anything. Her best chance of reaching the Albert family manse unseen was to approach Alexandria from the north-west.
Before she left she set the corpses ablaze. If she left them to rot the decomposing flesh would attract other monsters, who would then start hanging around the cove if they thought it was a good source of food. The smoke may draw some human attention, but by then she would be long gone.
With that done, she began her trek north towards the larger beach farther up the shoreline. There wouldn't be anyone at the beach at this time of morning, nor would the stretch of woodland west of there be an issue. The problem was the open fields farther west of that before Alexandria. A caravan route ran through that area. She might be safer if she stuck to the north edge of the fields as much as possible, but that was getting into farming properties. For the moment though she set those considerations aside and simply enjoyed the warm sand under her feet and the sun on her bare skin.
As the minutes ticked by Jessica saw that she'd been right about the scarcity of life on the beach. Aside from a handful of winkys that ran as she approached and some see urchins that studied her curiously, it was so far deserted. That was fine with her.
Jessica idly stroked the rabbit tail between her cheeks as she walked. The plug felt good inside her, it almost made her want to squirt again. There were more important tasks at hand though, she could do that again later. Right now she had to make it home before mid-day. If she was caught outdoors like this when the caravan road got busy, she'd be seen for sure.
What a day that would turn into!
*****
The forest had been slow going, mostly because she was barefoot, but aside from a few scratches and nicks she'd made it through unscathed. Most of her scratches were on her abdomen, hips, and other areas she wasn't guarding with her arms. It was nothing a hot soak in the tub wouldn't fix, and hopefully eating out one of the beautiful sylphlike maids that wandered the Albert manse. All she could think about was running her tongue over another woman’s asshole or wrapping her lips around a solid cock. Either one suited her fine. So strong were these desires that, when the trees gave way to open fields, she had become so wet her inner thighs were slick. She reached down and touched herself for a moment, her entire body was throbbing with aphrodisia. Like on the beach however, her urges were subdued by the task at hand. Everything had gone well so far, so when a trio of travelers appeared in the distance she was thankful at least to have not had any encounters up to this point.
Jessica crouched in the bushes to watch them pass by. They were two men, each garmented like a holy man, and a woman who she assumed to be some sort of healer. They spoke of far-away provinces and Maella abbey. Through further conversation she deduced that the woman was the orator of Maella abbey and the men were Templar knights. This was certainty a sacrosanct assemblage. It would have been nice to be able to greet them, but instead she remained hidden until they passed.
With no other road-goers in sight, she stepped from the cover of the trees and took another cursory glance around. Upon seeing naught but an empty road, she began her trek across the field. Already she could see the bell tower of Alexandria in the far distance and figured there would be another hour or so of diligent trekking. The rest of her leafless journey would be riskier than the beach or forest she'd left behind. Not only was she more exposed to humans, the lesser of two evils actually, she could also be readily seen by monsters too.
Jessica prayed to the goddess that there was no estry in the area. The smell of her pudendum was overpowering. She loved the scent of female arousal, but it didn't bode well for her at the moment.
The going was surprisingly easy for the first twenty minutes or so until she came across another troupe. Luckily she was walking alongside a cornfield and was able to duck into it for cover. The voices, as she hadn't actually seen them yet, grew steadily closer. It seemed almost as if they had been behind her, suggesting they were following the same off-road trail she was. Nobody knew the trails around Alexandria better than she did, which meant that this bunch were equally as familiar with the area.
They passed her, a group of Port Prospect guards and a caravan containing an opulently adorned noble couple with a child. Port Prospect was roughly three days south-west of Alexandria and not always a smooth trip, whatever their reason for visiting Alexandria must have been important. It was fortuitous, though, that this caravan had come by. If she was able to stealthily shadow them then there would surely be no trouble with monsters. If there did happen to be an encounter, the guards would handle it. Not that she couldn't, but under the circumstances…
On several occasions one of the guards would lag behind and scan the surroundings. When this happened she would be forced to stop and hide until the guard resumed his march. She was nearly seen once when one of them turned suddenly, whether or not she had made a noise she would never know but, after walking in her direction to the point of near discovery, he gave up the search.
Jessica tailed the caravan until they came to a fork in the road, one fork led south to the main gate of Alexandria and the other led north to the river separating them from the Farebury province. The caravan turned south but she went north. It wouldn't be long before she was soaking in a bubble bath with one of her favorite Alexandrian maids, sipping spirits and making lesbian love.
“Did you loose something?”
Jessica froze, she had been so close!
Standing there, behind her, was a woman wearing the scanty armor of a gladiatrix. Jessica had always admired gladiatorial armor. The woman wore a light chain-link sarong over red lace panties. A scale brassiere covered her breasts but left her midriff bare, on her left shoulder she sported a spaulder and on her right wrist hung golden bangles. The gladiatrix had short cropped black hair and was barefoot, a sight which didn't surprise her at the height of summer.
She hadn’t turned to face the gladiatrix yet. All that this woman currently saw was an unknown girl, naked as the day she was born, with a white rabbit tail protruding from her ass cheeks. It could have stayed that way if Jessica had elected to make a dash for it, but she didn't. This was her own fault, she supposed, and she would face the consequences.
The gladiatrix gasped when she saw Jessica’s face, “Miss Albert…?”
Jessica affected a smile, “The one and only.”
“What is it that you're doing?”
Jessica couldn't help notice the woman’s gaze drift to her breasts, and then lower still to her cleft. “Long story short, I was attempting to make it back to the Albert manse unseen. Who do I have the pleasure of addressing?”
“My name is Kitty,” the woman replied.
“Well Kitty,” she liked that name, and that it belonged to this attractive gladiatrix was turning her on, “I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about this.”
She took a few tentative steps towards Jessica. Kitty was easily close enough to be able to smell her pudendum now. The air between them was nearly crackling with sexual tension. So close were they that Jessica could feel Kitty’s body heat.
“And I'd appreciate if you didn't tell anyone about this,” before Jessica could respond Kitty fell to her knees and slowly kissed her vulva. Jessica let out a quiet moan, placed a hand on the back of her head to keep her there, and eased her hips forward to Kitty’s warm, wet tongue. Kitty responded by licking Jessica’s perineum, instantly dissolving all inhibitions.
Kitty stood and began shedding her armor, revealing an athletic form and perky alabaster breasts. Jessica took hold of these and sucked on her nipples until they were hard, red dots on her milky skin. The gladiatrix grabbed Jessica under the chin and forced her head up. Without warning Kitty stuck her tongue down her throat. Jessica moaned and responded in kind. The women continued like this, hands exploring each others bodies all the while, until saliva was running down between their breasts. Jessica took the initiative and brought their lovemaking to the next level by collecting some spittle on a finger and sliding it into Kitty’s tight ass. The gladiatrix gasped and spit into Jessica’s mouth. They shared their saliva until it had dribbled far enough to wet their bellies. Spit swapping wasn’t something Jessica did often but she loved it.
Jessica was the one to break the fierce kiss, she turned Kitty around and somewhat forcefully pushed her to her knees. Kitty’s asshole was a beautiful sight.
“I didn't take you for a slut when I first saw you,” Jessica teased.
The gladiatrix laughed, “I guess you just have that effect on me.”
Unable to wait any longer, Jessica buried her face between Kitty’s cheeks pressed her tongue against the woman’s anus. It was glorious. Jessica experienced an instant rush of euphoria as Kitty cried out. She could feel her wetness dripping down her thighs again and, after eating out Kitty’s asshole for awhile longer, lay down and pulled Kitty’s head to her crotch. The feel of Kitty’s tongue circling her clit was incredible, Kitty knew what she was doing. It wasn't long until Jessica climaxed again, more violently this time, and soaked Kitty’s face with her cum.
They finished their lovemaking by laying on the grass, sweaty bodies pressed together, basking in the after-glow.
“Are you going to be in Alexandria for awhile?” Jessica asked.
“I come to Alexandria every other weekend,” she said. “I've seen you around, and I've always wondered what it would be like with you, but I never imagined you were so into women.”
Jessica smiled, “I'm glad you were finally able to see for yourself.”
Kitty laughed at this.
“I should probably go,” said the gladiatrix, “and so should you. I do hope I'll see you again though.”
“Oh, undoubtedly.”
Kitty donned her armor and said her farewell by way of a passionate kiss, leaving Jessica once again alone on the road. The whole encounter had eaten up about half an hour of the day. It would be nearly lunch by the time she got back to the manse. And so, still naked, she resumed her jaunt along the northern trail towards Alexandria.
Jessica was reminiscing about her encounter with Kitty the whole way. Before she knew it she was approaching the northern gates of Alexandria. It was a good thing the trail was seldom used.
There were guards posted at the gate, as there always were, so she would have to use the secret escape tunnels dug by the Albert family’s ancestors in case of emergency. The exit location of the tunnels were just west of the northern gate, under a rock nestled between two trees. She found it quickly enough, as kids they always used to play in the tunnels. Their parents never minded because it taught them where the tunnels led and which bends to take in order to find their way outside the city.
Navigating the tunnels were easy for her, and there wasn't anyone to worry about as only the Albert’s knew about them. Even in the dark, though at the moment she used flames to light her way, she would have had no troubles.
One last turn brought her to a small ladder that ascended into a hallway that led to the kitchens. She surveyed the hallway before pulling herself up and out of the tunnel. It was probably still early enough that the cooks wouldn't be busy preparing a meal yet. Perfect! She crept along the wall.
Voices ahead slowed her progress. Totally exposed in the hall, she rushed forward to duck behind a crate and see what the commotion was all about. The head chef was arguing with a maid about something. They were the only ones in the kitchen. She decided to risk a peak around the corner and was surprised to see the maid, topless, holding the cooks enlarged cock in her hands. With reluctance she slid it in to her mouth and began working it like an instrument. The cook groaned and grabbed a handful of her hair. When she tried to pull back he held her there, not unkindly, even when she began to choke and turn red in the face. The cook became more aggressive as her distress became obvious, forcing himself down her throat until her eyes watered and she began producing strangled little gasps for air. Finally she was able to pull away, at the onset of real tears now, and scarfing down air as quickly as the viscid white semen clinging to her lips would allow. The cook beamed at the sight and, after forcing her to lick his balls, shoved his cock so far down her gullet that her eyes bulged and her body heaved from gagging.
Jessica took the opportunity to simply slip right past, unnoticed.
What a tidbit of knowledge that was! The manse’s head cook of all people, taking advantage of the maids. Though she wasn't one to point fingers, unless one of them was pointed at herself too!
There would be only one more obstacle to circumvent before she found the safety of her room. The only way to get to the upper floor of the manse was the central stairway in the front hall. It was heavily used, as it was the only way to ascend to the upper level.
Jessica exited the kitchens behind the stairway without incident. She was nearly there! There didn't seem to be any activity in the front hall at the moment, but that could change in an instant. With the utmost caution she rounded the stairway to see it vacant. After taking a few tentative steps and still hearing nothing she bounded, catlike, up the first flight, stopping at the landing before the next set of stairs. She’d have to be more careful here due to a lounge area on the main floor of the upper level.
Jessica ascended these until she was able to peer around from behind the railing. It seemed deserted, she could hardly believe it! Taking it slow, she finished her ascent and scurried over to her room.
All she could do after the door closed was sink down, back to the wall, and breath a long sigh of relief. No estry, no guards, and none of her family had seen her. Only a wandering gladiatrix, and that hadn’t turned out so bad after all.
Jessica removed the rabbit tail, cleaned it, and returned it to it’s rightful place in her wardrobe.
There came a knock at the door.
“Miss Albert?”
It was Mirabella, one of her personal attendants.
Jessica smiled, padded over to the door,, and opened it to see a fiery haired slip of a woman standing before her. Mirabella wasn’t surprised to see her stark naked, judging by her expression. Without saying anything Jessica slid her hand under Mirabella’s skirt and squeezed her ass. Mirabella cooed softly, this was nothing new.
No words were exchanged between the two. The door was promptly locked and Mirabella’s clothes scattered.
Two women by mid-afternoon, and by the goddess the day was far from over!
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