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Suikoden III - Sextain of Destiny	By : Streti Category: +S through Z > Suikoden Views: 7006 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 16 - Summer Heat
by Streti, thestreti@gmail.com
It had been two months since the fateful journey to Nossa Casa. Since then, summer heat had arrived, and the growing number of people at the old mansion were enjoying the warm, vibrant days of nature's splendor in peace, to the surprise of Nell and Hugo. After their battle with Viki and Chancellor Nagna, there had been no pursuing troops, and no Camaroan knights or officials had come asking for Nell, nor for anyone or anything else. All was quiet, at least in matters pertaining to the Chancellor, who had targeted them so suddenly, and just as suddenly left them alone after the encounter at Chisana Pass. The quiet extended to Nossa Casa, where Hugo had sent some envoys, but they had all been turned away.
Nell was making her way to the dining hall in the well-lit mansion. Whatever magic Prince Faroush and Queen's Knight Lyon had triggered, it had a lasting effect. Ever since then, a soft light spread from most of the walls of the mansion, but it wasn't the same everywhere. In large rooms like the main hall and passageways like the corridor leading to the many smaller rooms from the main hall, the light shone bright from sunrise to sunset, then dimmed. In smaller rooms and the first basement level, the light never reached the brightness of the main hall, and died out completely at sunset. In the second basement level, the light only shone dimly even in the middle of the day. But somehow whatever lighting they used was now brighter too, as if the walls no longer sucked up the light.
The self-illuminating mansion made the many windowless rooms more livable, but it also gave them more work. More bloodstains and dirt had become apparent, and many rooms and parts of the mansion were blocked by debris or doors with rusted bolts. The carpenters and artisans working in the mansion were focused on the second floor, where the walls didn't shine with any light, but many large windows brought in the bright daylight of the summer.
Chomping on a freshly prepared pork bun, Nell left the dining hall, and noticed Morgan, leaning on a wall in the main hall. The blind man had a vicious looking scar running over his eyes and nose, and he always kept his eyes closed, looking forever tranquil, as if he was sleeping. On his head he wore a circlet with a red orb in the middle of his forehead, smaller than hers. She wondered if it offered similar magical protection, or if it was for something else. She could remember when the blind warrior had arrived together with an assortment of Grasslands workers and warriors, mostly Karayan. The warrior had traveled from Toran Republic, all the way to the south, but he was originally from even further, from Falena. Nell had smiled at the realization.
When they had met, Morgan had told her, "Behind you, I see an open sky... but in that sky, a pair of red eyes, looking down at you. Beware." When she had asked him what he meant, he told her, "It is what it is."
Putting that thought aside, Nell noticed there were also some new arrivals in the hall. One was a cheerful looking swordsman in orange and white clothes and leather armor, with bright blue eyes and butterscotch colored hair. There was also a pink-haired woman in a natural white and black shoulderless chemise, a dark gray bodice and a dark blue plaid skirt, with dual knives. And then there was a short and stocky woman who looked like a mage, holding a staff with a Wind Rune visible on her hand, in a blue robe, with her golden brown hair in a high ponytail.
"Hi," said Nell to them. "Are you the new scholars?"
"Scholars? What? No," said the man, looking puzzled.
"We're from Falena," said the pink-haired woman, sounding as bright as the Falenan sun. Her hair was short, and she had big, eager-looking eyes, which matched her cheerful smile.
"I'm not really a scholar even if I look like one," said the mage. "I like the practical implementation more."
"Oh! Falena!" said Nell with realization.
"Yes, the Prince sent us," said the woman with the off shoulder shirt. "I'm Miko," she said and closed her eyes, somehow looking even more cheerful.
"Hello. It must have been a long trip," said Nell.
The stout woman spoke. "Of course. My name is Barbara, but just call me Babs," said Barb... Babs. "We came by boat to Manneken. I thought I would never feel solid ground under my feet again."
"You're telling me!" said Miko. "I was wobbling like jelly!"
"I'm Bommer," said the man. "There were some other people that came with us. They wanted to see someone called Nell, or Hugo."
"Oh! I'm Nell!" she said. "Pleased to meet you!" she added, then started for the main door, then stopped and looked back at them.
"The Prince sends his regards. Pleased to meet you," said Miko.
"Thank you," said Nell. "Did you three check in with Nera yet? She should be in the first room on the left in there," she said and pointed at the door leading to the long corridor. Then she rushed out.
"She didn't even ask what they look like," commented Babs.
"Don't think she's going to have trouble spotting them," said Bommer.
"You're from Falena?" came a voice from the side.
"Yes," said Miko and turned to see Morgan, who wasn't looking at them.
"It has been good to hear that the Queendom of Falena is doing well these days."
"You're from Falena?" asked Babs.
"Yes, a long time ago," the older warrior replied.
"Let me guess," said Bommer. "A gladiator? I've heard stories of the old days when slaves fought on the arena."
"You have good eyes," said Morgan.
* * *
Nell was outside, but then she realized she didn't know who she was looking for. She thought about going back inside, but with a tinge of embarrassment, she decided to at least try searching first. All she had to do was to find some new people, who were also searching for her or Hugo.
As she started walking around the grounds, she let her mind wander. Hugo had suggested that she shouldn't visit the shrine for now, and would stay confined to the surroundings of the castle, and she had agreed. With Chancellor Nagna having Viki at his side, there was no telling where they might teleport with her magic. With the Chancellor having taken an obvious interest in Nell, traveling to the shrine and working there could have been dangerous for her and anybody else around. At least there was a number of capable fighters and magicians at the castle now. And now that she spent more time there, people were greeting her more often and talking about this and that. She mostly just listened, sometimes commenting, and most of the people seemed to be happy just to have someone listen to them.
Work was being done all over the grounds, not just in the mansion. There were some watchtowers erected by the low wall, and Karaya style houses being built closer to the cliffside over the lake, while the area in front of the mansion was being cleared of the burnt remains of small buildings. Nell would be happy to see them gone. For now, she took the scenic route by way of the new buildings. Behind a wall of the farthest house, she saw some people.
'Not newcomers,' she thought. 'Although...'
As Nell covertly watched from behind a corner, she saw Alanis, the well-dressed busty young woman from Vinay del Zexay. She was on her knees in front of Melville, apparently her boyfriend. Nell watched her suck his cock at length, and eventually she started stroking him with her tongue stretched out. With a groan, he came, spurting cum on her face and clothes.
Nell felt her breathing get quicker as she spied on them. 'No wonder the cleaners are always so busy,' she thought, then slipped out and continued on, meeting few people.
She thought of how she had gotten more intimate with some men too. There was Jaume, a Karaya warrior, and Elliot, which had been surprising to say the least. The glasses-wearing burly blond buck was apparently a friend of Melville and Alanis. And then of course there had been Hugo, Sasuke and Scott.
'The list is getting big,' thought Nell and felt a flush spread on her cheeks.
"You're looking warm!" came a voice. "Why don't you take some of those clothes off?" said Hugo with a grin.
Nell gave Hugo a piercing gaze, but he shrugged it off and motioned for her to walk with him to the gate. There was a group of people there, and of the people she knew, she could spot Augustine, Sasuke, Anne, and Carl, the new storage room keeper. There was also somebody who looked like a young lord, wearing an apricot colored tricorn hat and light blue coat, and some knights with him. It didn't look like it meant trouble, and Nell couldn't help noticing a couple of colorfully dressed people slightly to the side from the knights. A couple, literally, a man and a woman with his arm around her waist. Their bright green and purple outfits with diamond patterns made them stand out from the knights and even the lord with the muted tones of his hat and coat.
Hugo was holding a piece of paper in his hand, and he looked it over as they approached the gate. The young lord was speaking to Augustine, and didn't miss a beat when Nell and Hugo stopped next to the well-dressed blond man.
"I came of my own volition," said the lord, "But it was George who suggested I might want to come here."
"Why?" asked Hugo, quickly taking over.
"Things are not good in Manneken."
"So I read," said Hugo, and waved the piece of paper. "You're welcome here, of course. We have cleared up some space just now, but at least some of you will need tents."
"We came prepared," said the young lord. He pointed at two knights. "Let Chief Hugo's second in command... uhh, who would that be, actually?"
"Go to the mansion and ask for Nera," said Nell. The two knights did as instructed.
"So she's my second in command?" asked Hugo with a playful smile.
"Isn't she?" replied Nell. "Don't even think it's me, because I'm not in your command."
"You're telling me," said Hugo with the smile unabated.
"My apologies!" said the young lord, and bowed to Nell in a way that might have fit Augustine. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, my lady..?"
"Nell. Just Nell," she said.
"Good day to you, Lady Nell," said the young lord. "I'm Stephen Godfrey, of Manneken."
"Of Manneken? Oh, the ruling house," deduced Nell.
"Uh, umm, not exactly. It's complicated."
Just then, a woman approached. She had a darker skin tone compared to the Karaya, black hair in braids, a mage's staff, and a wind rune on her hand. She had a sleeveless light blue sweater and black pants, reminding Hugo of something Aila might wear.
"Sir, the men are getting unruly. The march was long, and my attire is better suited for the summer heat than their armor."
"Ah yes. If you would excuse me," said Stephen and gave a quick bow.
Hugo nodded, barely noticeable, but Nell noticed it. Then Stephen left with the mage and the knights.
The couple in the bright outfits remained, however. They had been watching silently, and even now they seemed to wait before speaking.
"We also came of our own volition," then said the man, blonde-haired.
"But sent by George," added the woman, with light brown hair.
Nell scrunched her face slightly at the repeated mention of George, and Hugo noticed it.
"Nell, this friend of yours in Manneken. What's his name?"
"Why?" asked Nell.
"Just a hunch," said Hugo. "Lester and Alice had this letter with them, addressed to both of us. Read the end."
Hugo handed the letter to Nell. There were some passages about Manneken, the Godfreys, and a new mayor. Then, at the end,
'I have give this letter to an outstanding pair for delivery. These fellows should prove invaluable in your endeavours.
Your friend,
George'
Nell looked at the letter with some surprise, eyes wide.
"That's his handwriting," she said to Hugo, then she turned to Lester and Alice. "Friends of George?"
"Not really," said Alice. "But he thought we might be useful here."
"We're dollmakers," said Lester.
"Dollmakers?" asked Nell.
"Or tricksters, to some," said Alice.
"Dolls?" asked Nell, obviously failing to grasp the significance.
"Do you know a woman called Belle, about my age?" asked Hugo. Lester and Alice shook their heads. Hugo turned to Nell. "Tricksters can do some pretty impressive stuff, you know." Then he turned back to the couple. "I can't vouch for these two yet, but you're not talking about children's dolls, are you?"
"No," said Lester.
"But, umm, I hope you don't have the wrong idea," said Alice. "We're not as advanced as some in our trade."
"Sorry," said Nell. "And welcome to... uh, what are we calling this place?"
"That reminds me," said Hugo.
He walked to the plaque which read 'CERVANTES' and knelt next to it. Then he held out his right hand, looked at the True Fire Rune, and concentrated. A small flame appeared on one of the chains holding the plaque, and the flame grew, then condensed into a tiny ball of fire. Sweat formed at Hugo's brow, but he held still, and then, with an almost watery blop, the chain snapped.
Nell and the rest of the group of six had gathered around him to watch, and stayed silent as he repeated the process. Another chain snapped in half, and the plaque fell off. Hugo rose up, visibly sweaty.
"We don't know the full story of that man, but I don't want to name the place after him." He looked at Nell and the gathered party, and then the surroundings of the castle in the splendor of the summer day. "We're going to need a new name. Got anything in mind?"
"Oh! A fabulous name for a fabulous castle! How inspiring!" exalted Augustine. "How about Hugo's Idyllic Castle?" he suggested.
"Cove of Love?" said Anne. There was a surprised silence, with some of them looking at her. "What? You know, with the kind of stuff people get up to here, the name is--"
"A beautiful name!" praised Augustine. Anne smiled at him.
"Uh, Lake Castle?" suggested Carl, the new storeroom keeper, and a burly man, even bigger than Elliot.
Nell gave a pensive nod. Hugo looked at the rest of the group, silently prompting for more suggestions.
"Nameless Castle?" said Sasuke, his beard thick even in the summer heat. "We're close to the Nameless Lands, right?"
"Umm, I know we're new here, but we heard about the lights, so how about Shining Castle?" said Alice.
Lester looked at her and nodded affirmatively. "Or Dawn Castle?" he added.
"Those sound familiar. Maybe I've read about them," said Hugo.
"How about Karashu Castle? You know, from the lake?" said Nell.
"Hmm... I like the sound of that," said Hugo.
"Yeah," said Carl, sounding happy.
"Karashu Castle. It's got a ring to it," commented Anne.
There were nods and sounds of approval.
"Karashu Castle it is!" declared Hugo. He spread his hands wide, and then clapped them loudly together.
Just then, two more people approached the gate. One was a young woman, wearing a black gown tied with a red sash, with big round classes and a mortarboard cap. The other was an older woman, with a gray cloak, a blue and white vest, black pants and an elaborate circlet around her forehead and black hair, and armed with a broadsword.
"Did we arrive in the middle of something?" said the older woman.
"Mom!" said Nell.
"Mom?" asked Hugo.
He looked at the arrivals. They were the awaited Cyndar experts, with Ernie having grown up but still wearing similar clothes, and the older woman, Lorelai, from the south. She was supposed to have studied the Cyndar in Dunan, Toran, and beyond. Hugo looked at Nell, and then Lorelai, and was surprised to notice a resemblance.
Nell briskly walked over to Lorelai. Hugo thought they were going to hug, but she just squeezed the black-haired warrior's bicep.
"You've gotten so big!" said Nell cheerfully.
"Speak for yourself," replied Lorelai, and poked Nell's chest and belly.
"Mom, seriously!" exclaimed Nell. "What have you been doing with your arms?"
Lorelai unholstered her broadsword, and gave it an expert swing in the air. "I've taken a liking to this. Maybe you should start sword training too, while you're still young. Many beasties in Sindar ruins these days."
"Umm, maybe," she averted.
"Didn't think I'd find you here," said Lorelai.
Then they hugged, and as Hugo watched them, he was starting to get used to the idea of them as mother and daughter. Then they detached, and Lorelai spoke to him.
"True Fire Rune in hand, standing around like he owns the place. You must be Chief Hugo."
"That's me," he replied.
"I'm Lorelai, and mother to this lovely young woman as you have just heard. Hope you've been taking good care of her."
"Of course," said Hugo.
"Hello, Hugo! Nice to meet you again. Can't wait to put my new studies to use!" said Ernie.
"It's great that you could come, Ernie," replied Hugo with a smile. "And you too, mam, um, Lorelai."
"Was it my Nell who found the shrine?" she asked.
"Yes. Maybe she can tell you more about it," said Hugo carefully, observing both of them.
Lorelai didn't seem fazed by the news.
"We're going to stay here for a few days and then head for the shrine. I'm sure Nell will be a big help."
"About that, there is a kind of a situation," said Nell slowly.
Lorelai looked at her for a moment, quizzically. "Castle headquarters, soldiers, somebody wielding a True Rune, Sindar ruins. Should have known it wouldn't be so simple."
* * *
After all the hustle and bustle of the day, eventually things had settled down, and all the new arrivals had a place to stay, even if it was tents for some of the knights.
Their work done for now, Hugo and Nera had snuck off into the dimly lit basement, with cooler air than the rest of the castle. Hugo pinned her against a wall and kissed her, then knelt down and lifted up her shirt. The bump of Nera's pregnant belly was just slightly visible, and Hugo kissed it too.
"How is it going? What did Mio say?"
"She says it's going as expected for the fourth month," said Nera with a smile.
Hugo caressed her belly, and looked at it with admiration. In that small bump, new life was blossoming.
Then they heard a sound from further in the basement, and both instinctively fixed their eyes in its direction.
"Did Carl start setting up the storeroom already?"
"Guess we have to go check..." said Nera with a hint of disappointment in her voice, looking at Hugo longingly.
Hugo nodded. "We really need more guards, if we're going to keep this operation going."
"Are we?" asked Nera, in a hushed tone now.
"As Chief of Karaya, I say we need to," said Hugo and rose up, motioning for Nera to follow behind him.
When they got closer to the storeroom, they heard a high-pitched shriek. Hugo and Nera looked at each other, both alert. Then silence fell, but it had an undercurrent, the sensation of sounds just barely inaudible.
Then they got close enough to carefully peer into the storeroom.
"Wow," whispered Nera.
"Anne's making our new arrivals feel welcome," said Hugo, smiling. Anne was kneeling on the floor, surrounded by Carl, Bommer and Rody, and their hard cocks.
"Rody could have just come to me if he needed his rod taken care of that badly," commented Nera, lightly.
"He'll soon come on Anne if that keeps up," joked Hugo.
Then they found the source of the high-pitched shriek when she made another loud noise. Miko was leaning on the wall on opposite end from their vantage point, the Falenan teen's eyes held close. Her skirt was lifted up, and the back of the head between her legs looked a lot like Elliot's. From his rhythmic movements, it looked like he was giving her pussy a good licking.
Further back in storeroom, there was yet another couple. Babs the magician and Morgan the Falenan gladiator were kissing each other with deliberate pace, taking it slower than the others.
"We can't even sneak off to have sex without finding others already doing it," whispered Nera, amused.
"As far as things to find in the basement go, this is one of the best ones," said Hugo.
With Morgan and Babs still kissing, it was not surprising that they were still fully dressed. Yet the others also had all of their clothes still on, save for Miko's panties. It was just slightly chilly in the basement, but it also looked like the erotic eightsome was ready to split at a moment's notice.
Bommer the swordsman and Rody the mage were in front of Anne, and she was taking turns sucking and jerking them off. Carl, the new warehouse keeper, was a tall, bulky man, with unruly brown hair, wearing a tunic and britches in earthen colors. He was stroking himself behind Anne for the time being, with his tunic pulled to the sides, revealing his hard meat in the tight grip of his big hand. But then he yanked her hair, and she turned back to look at him, and her gaze lingered on his cock. Hugo and Nera glimpsed the excitement and sensual pleasure in her eyes.
Anne turned back, but before she even got her mouth on Rody's rod, Carl grabbed and pulled her by the hair again, making her gasp. Then the storekeeper bent down to kiss the Karaya beauty on the mouth, for a long, sloppy kiss, and somehow she managed to take hold of his cock, stroking it as Rody and Bommer stroked theirs, lustily looking at her ample cleavage.
"You wanna join in?" asked Hugo.
"Yes!" whispered Nera eagerly.
Hugo moved into the storeroom and Nera followed.
"Chief!" yelped Anne, and on hearing her, the others also stopped what they were doing.
"Don't stop on our behalf," said Hugo with a smile. "Mind if we join in?"
Anne opened her mouth silently a few times, unintentionally teasing the three men around her. Then she said, "Uh, I don't know. I... we were just..."
"Welcoming the new arrivals?" filled in Hugo.
Nera approached Rody from behind, and pressed against his skinny frame. She hugged and caressed him through his shirt, and then kissed his neck.
"Hello, Rody. Were you too shy to come say hi to me?" she said, as her hands moved down his shirt towards his open fly.
"Uh... I..." he stammered, but Nera already had a hand on his dick, touching him gently. "Yes please," he sighed softly.
Hugo moved over to Miko and Elliot, and slowly made his way past him to the pink-haired teen. He kissed her softly, and trailed fingers on her bare shoulders, then caressed her breasts through her shirt. When he detached, it was hard to make out the expression in her eyes, but she was smiling.
"Maybe later?" said Hugo.
"Maybe," replied Miko cheerfully.
Then Hugo moved to Morgan and Babs. She now lay on a cloth-covered table at the end of the dimly lit storeroom, and was watching both Morgan and Hugo with big, open eyes. He approached the curious pairing, a freshly arrived magician from Falena and an older, blinded gladiator, originally from Falena as well.
"Chief Hugo," said Morgan, not even looking at him, as he deliberately worked to untie the strings over Babs' ample cleavage. "I see we have similar taste in women."
"I suppose we do," said Hugo, and flashed a grin at Babs. She was looking at him with a wry smile.
Then she looked back at Morgan, and held her breath as his delicate fingers removed the string from over her breasts. Her cleavage now open, the blind man pushed his hands under the fabric of her blue dress, and caressed the round, full forms of her bust under the cloth. Then he twirled his fingers around her erect nipples, and fondled the sensitive nubs and the areolas around them, before taking her ample breasts in his hands again.
Hugo took the opportunity to press her lips on Babs', and they got into a long kiss.
Anne was pulled off Bommer's cock, leaving a trail of saliva between his erect meat and her mouth. Carl had grabbed her hair, and was pulling her back again. Bommer, Rody and Nera all got to see Anne's excited expression as the storekeeper handled her roughly, but she made no move to turn to him. Then he took hold of her head under her chin, and held her locked in place as he slapped her cheek with his meat. By her chin, he turned her to face him. She opened her mouth and looked expectantly up at him, and with a satisfied expression on his face, he pushed his cock in her mouth, and started face-fucking the beautiful cook.
"Not the first time I have to pick up after her," said Nera and moved between Bommer and Rody. She took their erections in her hands, and eyed the two different pieces of equipment with an enthusiastic smile, then started stroking them. First she moved her hands at equal pace, but she quickly got into different rhythms with the two cocks, her heavy breasts jiggling under her shirt with her movements.
Miko trembled against the wall as Elliot worked his tongue on her clit. Tense with pleasure, she was pressing her taut body hard against the unyielding stone, and holding Elliot's blonde hair with one hand, ruffling it up and making it even more disheveled. Her soft sensual moans sounded out in the storeroom, to the enjoyment of everyone present. Both she and he could sense her release approaching.
"Yesss... Yesss!" she urged, eyes closed, her head in an awkward position against the stone wall as Elliot's head bopped determinedly between her legs, under her skirt.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she moaned, loudly, and went into shorter, broken moans, her petite body scrunching back and forth against the wall, both of her hands in Elliot's hair, unconsciously holding him tight as she came, her face a vision of pleasure and bliss. He kept licking her as her pussy spasmed, and her wetness dripped on the floor and trickled down her legs, leaving her inner thighs wet with her fluids.
When she was finally settling down, Nera and Anne shared a gaze, then both looked at Elliot between Miko's legs.
"Oh my," said Babs. "Never knew she would come like that."
"How do you come?" asked Hugo.
"That's for you two to find out!" she said with zest. "Unless Morgan gets me there without you, Mr. Karaya."
Hugo didn't bother correcting her. He looked at Morgan, who grinned as he pulled Babs' panties off from under the short skirt of her dress. Sometimes Hugo could swear the blinded warrior could see.
Drool was spilling out from Anne's mouth and dripping down from her chin onto her cleavage and clothes as Carl rammed her mouth, until someone else pulled her back.
"That looked fun," said Bommer and offered his hard pole to Anne's lips, with the hint of a smile on them. Nera was already back to sucking off Rody.
Anne looked up at Bommer with her eyes shining in the dim storeroom, and he pushed his tool into her mouth, into the embrace of her tongue and lips. The swordsman took hold of the back of her head, and started mouth-fucking her, fast and vigorous, and she breathed hungrily through her nose as the hard shaft slid back and forth between her lips.
"You wanna do that to me?" asked Nera, slipping his rod out from her mouth.
"Uhhh... better not... or I'll come..." said Rody, breathing heavily.
"You're close?"
"Yes!" said Rody, exasperated. His dick twitched, and a viscous strand of precum hung down from the head. Nera's eyes gleamed.
"Ohhhh yesss!" moaned Babs as Morgan pushed his cock deep into her pussy.
He had rolled her short skirt up, and took hold of her plump thighs as he started plumbing her. Hugo got back into kissing the busty brunette, and caressed her heavy tits through her now unobstructed cleavage. Babs was short, but what hadn't gone into her height had gone into her full form. Her whole body jiggled with Morgan's thrusts. While Hugo kept playing with the moaning magician, she moved to caress the hard lump in his pants.
"Is that just for show? This is no time to be shy," she said, their faces just inches from each other. Hugo chuckled and rose up. He removed his pants, letting his hard cock spring into full view.
"Well?" said Babs, taking in the sight of his manhood.
Hugo got on the table, his erection standing over Babs' cute yet teasing face.
"You talk too much," he said and pushed his cock into her mouth, taking a gentle but firm hold of her brown ponytail.
"Rody, who are you aiming for? Me or Anne?" asked Nera, giving Rody's penis a tap with her finger.
"D-don't make me choose," said the mage, panting.
"Then I'll choose for you," said Nera. "Anne, Rody's got something for you!"
"Omph glg glg?" said Anne, looking at her sideways as Bommer stuffed her mouth. Carl had wrapped some of her hair around his cock and was jerking himself off behind her.
Nera grabbed Rody by the butt and pushed her next to Anne, then moved behind him and took hold of his erection pointing straight out from his pants. She started stroking him off, aiming at the other Karaya beauty.
"You're so hard," commented Nera as she jerked him off. Rody just gasped in response, and it didn't take long before he yelped, and thrust his loins forward, before he jetted the first of his load onto Anne. Nera smiled as his meat spasmed in her hold, sending ropes of semen over the barkeep-cum-cook-cum-cum-target.
Jet after jet of white seed went flying fast and landed on Anne's honey tone complexion as Bommer kept stuffing her mouth. As Rody groaned and Nera jerked him off, his sticky jizz splashed on her cheek, just under her green eyes which she defiantly kept open to watch Rody's climax. His eager rod also spurted its spunk on her blonde hair and brown, green and white shirt, adding more white haphazardly on the brown and green. Nera had a wide grin on her face as she milked the last of his load onto her hand.
Elliot and Miko were in a close hug, her back still pressed against the wall. The pink-haired teen had her eyes closed and her mouth feebly open, as Elliot kissed her neck and let his hands wander on the prominent curve of her hips, over her bodice and skirt. She had her hands on his shoulders, but eventually she took them down his robust frame, feeling the strength in the burly man through his shirt. After a while, she placed a hand on the hard lump in his pants, and caressed it through the fabric.
"Ohhh... I wanna do you..." she moaned, and kissed him softly.
"What do you want to do?" he asked.
"Anything," she replied, and kept caressing him.
"Really?" asked Elliot. "Uh, then turn around," he continued.
Miko turned to face the wall, leaned against it and pushed out her round butt. "Like this?" she asked.
"Just like that," said Elliot and moved behind her, kissing her neck again, and took hold of her petite breasts, fondling them through the chemise and bodice. Then he moved lower, to her dark blue plaid skirt, and grabbed her ass with both hands. As Miko breathed heavily with anticipation, he slipped his hands under the skirt, and grabbed her bare buttcheeks under the fabric, fondling and squeezing her round and full ass.
Then he lifted the skirt, caressed one buttock softly, and quickly gave it a hard slap.
"Ah!" moaned Miko.
Elliot gave her asscheek a few more slaps, but Miko stayed silent, looking back at him with her mouth sensually open. He moved to the other buttock, and likewise caressed it softly, then slapped it, and again, and again, quick and hard, and they kept looking at each other wordlessly.
Then Elliot moved back, but just for a moment, to take off his pants. Miko smiled as she saw his big, hard cock, and panted as he lifted her skirt, to fit his tool at her wet, hot pussy. He pushed in, and she moaned again.
Morgan could not get enough of Babs' round rump as he fucked her tight snatch. The short but ample-formed mage was now on all fours on the table, and her heavy breasts hung alluringly down, partially held by the opened cutout of her blue robe. Hugo was in front of her, holding her head by the high ponytail as he fucked her face, and Morgan was behind her, thrusting rapidly into her folds. He adored her ass with his hands, caressing the full yet taut mass of flesh eagerly with his sensitive fingers. From making all kinds of figures to giving her ample posterior firm squeezes, he didn't need to see her round butt to enjoy it fully.
Babs also enjoyed Morgan's touch on her behind, but even more she enjoyed the hard tool plunging inside her, cleaving her with a relentless rhythm. She whimpered against Hugo's cock likewise plunging inside her, filling her mouth, and breathed in hungrily, taking in all the air she could, while relishing the unrelenting hardness of the Karaya chief's manhood. Her wetness trailed down her thighs, and her saliva dripped off her chin, and she didn't remember the last time she'd been fucked so well.
Then Hugo pulled her off from his cock, and looked at the cute magician, still jiggling with Morgan's thrusts. She had a flush on her cheeks, and she looked at him and his sloppy erection with hazy lust in her eyes, her mouth and chin wet with drool. The keyhole of her dress and the cleavage of her full breasts created an alluring sight as she rose up slightly, and Hugo just had to grin at her.
Bommer kept driving his cock into Anne's wet mouth, his face twisted with lust as he watched one side of the beautiful Karayan cook's features get splashed with cum, dripping down onto her clothes. Yet her big, open green eyes still made her look cute and innocent, with Rody's spew dripping down her cheek, her lips squeezed around his cock, and her fingers squeezed around Carl's meat as she stroked the storekeeper off.
"Wow..." uttered Rody, staring at the jizz-splattered Anne with Nera still holding his cum-dripping dick.
"That's what she would say if she didn't have her mouth full," whispered Nera into his ear. "C'mon, let's go find a quiet corner," she continued, and took Rody by the hand for a change.
She led him to a crate that had some cloth on top of it, and knelt in front of him. Carefully, she licked up the strand of viscous seed hanging down from his spent member, finishing with a kiss on the head. Then she started peeling off his gray shirt, and kissed the skin of his lean abdomen as it got uncovered, working her way up.
"Hope you're not getting chilly," said Nera as she reached his poking nipples under the shirt.
"No, uh, I'm fine," said Rody, feeling the busty Karayan beauty play with his nipples. He watched and felt her slowly kiss her way up his body, slipping up his shirt in advance of her lips, until finally all of his chest was bare, and he had his shirt upturned around his head and face, unable to see.
"Ummm..." tried Rody as Nera took her time kissing and nibbling his nipples, but finally she pulled his shirt completely off. They locked into a tight embrace, and into a long kiss, hungry and breathy and consuming, getting lost in each other and the probes and plays of their lips and tongues.
The kiss went on and on, and they caressed each other's bodies, Rody shirtless and Nera still fully clothed, until Nera detached and started kissing her way back down his bare chest. Soon, she laid eyes on his renewed erection.
"Look who's back up!" she said.
"Umm," muttered Rody. "Me?"
Nera gave his re-engorged meat a few tentative strokes.
"You see anybody else around here?"
Rody looked around, to Anne blowing Carl, and Bommer stroking himself, Hugo and Morgan comboing Babs, and Miko moaning as Elliot pounded the pink-haired teen from behind.
"Looks like everybody's up?" ventured Rody.
"You silly boy," said Nera and slapped him on the chest. Then she pulled up her shirt just enough to show him the slight swell of her belly. "Oh, and you see, I'm pregnant. That okay with you?"
"W-wow!" exclaimed Rody. "Is it... is it mine?"
Nera blinked, looking at him with incredulous frustration. "You need to be taught math. Or maybe something else."
"Not mine?" he asked.
"Not yours," she replied. "And since I already have a baby in me, you don't have to worry about knocking me up. You can come in me, all you want... if you want."
Rody gulped.
"Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!" urged Miko, as Elliot thrust into her hard, gripping her skirt and waist with all he had as he drove into her tight hole.
Miko pressed tightly onto the wall, quaking slightly as indescribable pleasure built up in her tender pussy. With one cheek pushed against the hard and rough stone, she let out low moans and gasps, as Elliot pushed into her, as hard and rough as the stone wall.
"Yes, please... yes!" she pleaded, as Elliot grunted with exertion, plunging deep into her tight folds again and again. Then, with a sudden loud moan, she broke, flailing wildly before pressing back on the stone again, and pushing her ass out to meet Elliot's cock.
Pulses of pleasure jolted through the pink-haired teen's body, eliciting pleading sensual moans from her. Eventually Elliot just had to stop, breathing heavily as Miko's pussy spasmed around his hard meat, milking him for his cum. Hot and dazed with his own mounting bliss, he willed himself to hold off even as he watched the beautiful young Falenan being wrecked into a sexual mess with her intense climax.
As Anne sucked off Carl, Bommer stared at the side of her dripping with cum, and stroked himself ever more eagerly. Then she let go of the burly storekeeper, and turned to the swordsman. He stopped his stroking, and they looked at each other with a sense of anticipation.
"You ready to splash me with your Falenan special treat?" she asked, eyes wide open.
"Just about," said Bommer, breathing heavily.
Anne watched his hard cock as it twitched and a trickle of precum dripped off from the head. She gave his cockhead a quick prod with her tongue, then a light lick, and looked back up at him, meeting his narrowed eyes. She continued her teasing, breathing softly on his hard-on, or giving the head a quick tongue-lapping, taking time to look at him when she wasn't taking in the sight of his erection, pointed at her. She could see him show teeth, not a grin but not a grimace either, and then he just whooped, and his cock spasmed with no contact from her, flinging the first of its thick load onto her.
Her green eyes were wide open with surprise first, but then she instinctively closed them as Bommer's pulsing sperm-shooter fired jet after jet of white sticky jizz at her. The heavy strands splashed on her face and ran down her features, over her closed eyes and her delicate nose, across her cheeks, down to her lidded lips and past them, trailing down her chin and dripping down onto her shirt and cleavage.
Bommer gave out strained groans, gritting his teeth, his body tensing and untensing as the seemingly unending flood of spooge spurted out from his rock hard member onto the beautiful Anne, making her a complete cummy mess, even beyond the male decoration already on her from Rody's rod. Bommer's huge load was soon all over her face and clothes, a web of sticky cream on her honey tone skin, white splotches seeping into her shirt and skirt, and copious rivulets of seed running down the curves of her breasts.
"Ohh..." grunted Bommer, coming off his coming off, and coming all over Anne.
The barkeep-cum-cook-cum-cum-artwork cheerfully licked off some of spunk from around her mouth.
"You must have been holding off all the way from Falena!" she said. Then she scooped off the spew from her eyelids and wiped her hands onto her shirt, adding to the cumstains on the fabric. With her eyes open, she wrapped her lips around Bommer's cockhead and sucked out more of his essence.
Morgan was working up a sweat in the chilly storeroom, churning Babs' pussy with his meat skewer. With her back on her back, and Hugo now stuffing her mouth from the side, she kept an eager eye on the blind gladiator, even if he couldn't return her gaze. But it also looked like he was nearing his limit, an expression of intense strain on his face, easy to mistake for anger in any other situation.
Babs slipped Hugo's cock out from her mouth. "Are you close, Morgan?" she asked earnestly.
"Hnngh... I see I've failed to satisfy you," he groaned.
"No, no--ahhhh!" she moaned, as he kept pounding her. "Ungh... but please don't come inside me," said Babs, also strained.
"Of course," said Morgan, and pulled out his throbbing organ.
"Maybe... here?" she said, and brushed the cleavage of her partially exposed bosom coyly, playing demure.
Morgan traced his hand up her full thigh, to her blue dress, up her body, until he reached her hand at her breasts. Without a word, he moved up on the table and straddled her chest, slipping his slick dick between her abundant tits, spilling out from the opened keyhole of her dress.
"And I don't need to tell you what to do," she said to Hugo.
"Of course," the Karaya chief replied, mimicking Morgan with a grin, and then he mimicked the other man's position between her legs from just a moment ago.
Under the skirt of her dress, the magician's snatch was dripping wet, inviting his prick with a promise of pleasure. As Morgan fucked Babs' boobs, Hugo plunged in and made her moan again.
Breathing weakly, Miko finally loosened her desperate cling of the stone wall. Her throbbing twat's hold on Elliot's tool was also loosening, but the sweating Zexen was in no rush to pull out from her silky folds, having narrowly avoided pumping them full of his seed.
It was only when Miko awkwardly stood up that he let his hot prick back into the cool air of the basement. She turned to look at him with lidded eyes, blissful afterglow visible on her flushed cheeks. Then, with a soft smile on her lips, she took hold of her skirt, and wrapped the fabric around Elliot's sloppy cock.
Nera was on her back on the crate, looking up at Rody and his rod. He was looking at her exposed nether parts with his mouth open, her pussy glistening with wetness.
"Let's see what you've learned," she said to him.
"Oh, you mean, yes!" he said, and took hold of her strong thighs, moving Nera's honey-toned legs. Precum, or possibly postcum, dripped out from his cockhead and onto her trimmed pubes, before he guided his tool at her opening.
"Don't be shy. Push it in," she encouraged, and he did.
Nera moaned softly, but Rody made a face, a full faceful expression of pleasure, looking like a teen boy on his first time as he plunged inside her again.
"It's even better if you keep doing it," teased Nera. Rody looked flabbergasted, but then he took a firmer hold of her thighs, slowly starting to fuck the pregnant woman.
"It feels good," he uttered, completely understating the pleasure sending shivers through his body as his cock was wrapped in her soft but tight folds.
"For me too," said Nera and looked at Rody sensually as he picked up the pace.
Bommer had backed off and sat on the floor, breathing heavily after his climactic ordeal. Anne looked like a melted ice cream left out in the summer heat, with white sauce running down her honey skin.
But she was looking for another treat, and turned to Carl, the storekeeper, and stroked his hard meat. After some silence, other than her jerking him off and the sounds of pleasure from all over the storeroom, she stopped and looked up at him.
"Don't talk much, do you?" she said.
"No," he replied.
The silence continued. Anne softly caressed his hard-on.
"You ready to come?" she asked.
"Not yet."
More silence. Anne played with the cum on her face.
"What do you want to do?" she continued.
"Fuck you," he replied.
A smile spread on her cum-glazed features.
"Finally, somebody who understands me!" she said, and stood up. She peeled off her white skirt, and then removed her underpants, showing off a visible trail of wetness to her pussy.
"I'm all yours," she said.
Carl instantly sprung into action, coming behind her and pressing her down onto the floor, then lifting up her waist to fit his thick cock at her wet snatch.
"Ohhhhhhhh yesss!" moaned Anne, as his hardness filled her.
The burly storekeeper placed his big hands on her full ass, which had become even fuller in the past few years, and soon he was plap plap plapping away, making Anne audibly excited as he drove his hard tool into her hot furrow.
This wasn't the first time Babs had her tits fucked, but it was the first time that the man in question wasn't ogling her as he did. Morgan looked as if he was eyeing the nonexistant far distance in the storeroom, but he was letting his fingers do the seeing. As he drove his pole between her supple mounds, he caressed her soft titflesh and played with her nipples, all without slowing his pace or losing his rhythm.
Babs, in turn, ogled the blind warrior all she wanted, a handsome man none the worse for his years, his hard rod between her boobs, his bulbous cockhead appearing and disappearing between the barely covered mammaries. Breathing heavily, she was feeling flushed with the sensations of the two men over her. She caught a few glimpses of Hugo, who was responsible for most of those sensations right now, filling her snatch again and again, stoking an infuriating fire inside her. The two warriors looked very different, but still there was something similar about them, and not just how they looked humping away at her.
Morgan kept plowing the cleft between her big tits, until suddenly he stopped, and his cock twitched, flinging its first long strand of thick white cum to splash across her cute face. She looked at it in complete surprise, eyes wide open, but the rope of spooge landed safely on her nose and lips, missing her eyes. She blinked furiously, then squeezed her eyes shut, as Morgan let out strained gasps, blindly sending his spew all over Babs, as Hugo kept happily fucking her.
The warrior's spasming cock jetted jizz all over the mage's upper body, on her face, on her chin and throat, and on her blue robe, the white spunk settling haphazardly on the cloth. Some of his load flew past her onto the table, though neither of them could see it, and when it was winding down, his last spurts landed on the full curves of her breasts, coating her feminine forms in semen.
"Urggg..." groaned Morgan.
"That's all you have to say?" teased Babs, a smile on her cummy lips.
"Give him -huhhh- time," said Hugo. "You've got so much on you, he must have lost a week of his life."
Babs opened her eyes carefully. Cum was running down her cheeks, hanging off her nose, and plastered on her lips. The goo was seeping into her robe and making her breasts look like sundaes, with her nipples as the cherries on top.
Morgan was mostly still, catching his breath. Babs took in the sight of the older warrior, a blissful exhaustion on his face, his toned body relaxed. She was in no hurry to shoo him off.
"Would you like to go again?" asked Babs. She wiped off a strand of jizz dripping down from his spent but still hard piece, then spread it around on her cleavage, making it glisten even more with the male fluid.
"Hahh... I would... but I would see you go first," said Morgan, and stepped to the side.
"What a gentleman!" cheered Babs. "I'll hold you to that if Mr. Karaya here isn't up to the task."
Looking at the cum-covered Babs and her spunk-splashed boobs, Hugo shook his head, laughed softly and picked up his pace.
Elliot and Miko were locked in a deep kiss as she kept stroking him off. The burly blond fondled her petite breasts through her shirt, and she enjoyed how his big cock felt, wrapped in her skirt.
"You've got a lot of cum for me?" the lean girl with thicc thighs asked, breaking off from the kiss momentarily.
"Uhhh... feels like a lot," the large man replied, panting.
"You can feel it?" she asked, matter-of-factly.
"I feel... I'm gonna!--" he exclaimed, then he yelped and shuddered in her hold, ejaculating into the folds of her skirt.
"Splash it all over!" encouraged Miko, and kept jerking him off, milking his cum onto the dark blue plaid skirt. "Come on me!"
Elliot couldn't have stopped if he wanted to. His cock was spurting thick ropes of white spooge into and all over the fabric, on Miko's legs, and on the floor. The dark blue skirt was soon stained and wet with white sticky sperm, running and hanging down the folds of the cloth.
"What a mess..." said Miko, and then giggled. "You didn't lie. Do you feel empty now?"
"Yes," he replied curtly.
She let go of his slab of meat, and wiped the head onto a still unspoiled spot of her semen-soaked skirt. Then she looked down at the mess of the now white and dark blue piece of clothing, with a web of haphazard strands and lines of ejaculate trailing over the neat bands of the fabric's original pattern.
"There's so much of it... It would be dripping out for a week if you'd come inside me!"
Elliot chuckled softly. His eyes were full of bliss, and his face shone with post-orgasmic afterglow.
Miko looked back at him eagerly, and her mouth went from a sexy smile into a soft gape, which made her look like she wanted more.
"Oh Rody, you've gotten better," said Nera, a smile crackling on her lips, her eyes eager.
"Oh but, I'm just here, you're doing all the--"
"Oh shush, take the compliment," said Nera, as she rode Rody's rod.
Rody was now on his back on the crate, precariously balanced, his head leaning against the wall, on which Nera was also supporting herself. She still had her shirt on, but he could see how her hefty bust strained against it, hanging down and jiggling with her movements. He would have reached up and caressed her impressive bosom through the shirt, if he hadn't been holding onto the crate for dear life.
"Um, are you sure, in your condition..." he ventured.
"In my condition, I need to COME!!!" she vented, making it clear to everyone in the storeroom.
He gasped, and blinked his eyes several times at her.
The pregnant Nera continued grinding against him, audibly gasping for breath, a frenzied look in her eyes.
"Fuck! Your cock feels so g-good! Gahhhhhhh!!!!!" exclaimed Nera.
Then, the curvy Karaya stopped still, and her loins jolted forward forcefully. Suddenly she collapsed on Rody, pressing her lips on his and kissing him hungrily, drinking in air between the sloppy kiss, or kisses, Rody for sure couldn't tell. Her pussy was spasming around his cock, and she was pressing her body hard against his, grinding him with all her considerable strength, her whole voluptuous, curvaceous, powerful, pregnant body pulsing against him as she came. The mage clung hard on the crate, and thrust himself even deeper inside her, letting go, all of his seed erupting inside her fertile sex, his life-giving sperm filling her already life-carrying cove.
"Ohhhh... you're coming too... feels so good..." she said softly, kissing him more gently now, as Rody was wracked by his climax in turn, gasping with his mouth open and his eyes closed, spurting pulse after pulse of spunk into Nera's folds.
Anne was spread on all fours on the floor, with Carl working her from behind, grunting as he fucked her hard. He was pulling lightly on her blonde hair, gripping a jumble of her locks in his big fist.
"Yesss... please... fuck me..." she whimpered.
"Urggg... not for long..." he growled.
"You're com-ahhhhhh?!" she asked, as he continued pounding her, but got no reply. She moaned and turned her head, just then meeting Bommer's gaze, his eyes intent and a teasing smile on his lips. She hadn't realized he had been watching her, and it made her feel even hotter. She knew she was still covered with Bommer's and Rody's cum, all over her face, upper body and shirt, and she imagined how she must have looked, being fucked there by the burly storekeeper, barely coherent as his cock plowed her pussy.
"Yes, please..." she whimpered again, looking at Bommer as Carl fucked her. Her eyes and mouth were wide open, and she scooped up some remains of jizz from around her lips with her tongue. The way the swordsman looked at her, just looked, intent yet playful, made her feel weak in her legs, being cleaved apart by the burning hot manmeat in her dripping wet canal, as the large man behind her roughly groped her full buttocks and thighs.
"Ahhhhhh! Just... ohhhhhhhh!!!" she moaned, incoherent, and had to squeeze her eyes shut, losing sight of Bommer, as warm pulses crashed through her body, making her twist and shake.
Carl pulled out from her spasming pussy as she cried out, and he slapped his sloppy dick on the crack of her full ass, giving a few last thrusts before the air escaped him, like his seed.
Thick ropes of white goo spurted all over Anne's backside and her shirt, and some even got into her hair. The beautiful cook was still coming down from her climax, panting heavily, as Carl was coming on, painting her heavily. He could barely breathe as his cock sprayed jet after jet of jism on Anne's honey skin, now with extra cream, and all over the back of her shirt. She was soon adorned with copious loads of sperm both front and back, with the last spurts of Carl's fresh load splashing on her butt.
She just moaned, still on all fours, completely covered with cum. The slick coating on her asscheeks was starting to run down her full curves, and the copious amounts of fresh jizz on her shirt were seeping into the fabric. Her well-fucked pussy was dripping wet, her excitement running down her supple thighs. She didn't mind, basking in her post-orgasmic bliss, a silly smile on her lips. Carl was breathing heavily behind her, his slightly softened dick resting on her semen-adorned butt.
Babs was now on her side on the table, with Hugo holding her soft and supple leg up as he thrust into her.
"Remember, not in me!" urged Babs between moans, a mask of cum on her face and her chest adorned with Morgan's blindly spread semen.
"Not sure... hnnngh... if I can stick to that... urrrgh... if I keep sticking this to you..." groaned Hugo.
"Enough about your stick! -aahhh- Fine! Just don't stop!" she exclaimed in a high pitch.
The full, round forms of her cum-covered breasts were spilling out on the table, and Hugo felt dizzy just watching them jiggle slightly as he fucked the curvy mage, barely a conscious thought in his head. His hard cock plowed the buxom beauty's wet and tight pussy, again and again, and even in the dim light of the storeroom he could see the heavy blush all over her jizz-decorated features, the seed glistening on her fair skin. She had her mouth wide open, and her eyes weren't focusing on him, or anything, and he enjoyed how she moaned in pace with his thrusts.
Then she suddenly scrunched her eyes shut, and pressed her head down, and made a weird sound, like she was choking, but continued into muffled gasps and moans, and her tight sex spasmed around his hardness, eager inside her. She shuddered, and shivered, all of her round and plump body moving all at the same time, ever so slightly.
All of a sudden she rolled over, back to her back, surprising Hugo and forcing him to make a hasty withdrawal. Just then, he let out a sudden, loud growl, and his cock spurted a heavy blast of spooge all over the climaxing Babs. Flashes of pleasure went through him as jets of cum went through his rock hard organ to splash on the beautiful magician. His thick ejaculate covered her blue robe in white ropes, and landed on the round forms of her ample breasts, fully freed from the keyhole of the fabric and already covered with crisscrossing lines of Morgan's jizz. The added male milk soon ran down her boobs into whichever direction, some sticky strands resting on her erect nipples and large areolas.
Babs just moaned and gasped and shuddered through most of it, and when she recovered enough, her eyes were filled with sensual satisfaction and she had an exhausted, happy smile on her now mostly cum-free lips. Her gaze met Hugo's, a similar satisfaction in his eyes as he looked at her, breathing heavily in his post-climactic stupor. The muscular Karaya man with long blonde hair towered over her, as did his erection, still standing hard and dripping the last of its abundant load onto her, the table and the floor.
"You didn't come in me," she said with some surprise.
"No," he started, still breathless. "But it was close," he continued.
She looked at all the warm spunk wetting her robe and running all over her boobs.
"With all this inside me, I might already be pregnant," she said and played with the abundant semen on her full mammaries.
"We've already got one baby coming up," he replied, and looked at Nera. She was on top of Rody in a different corner of the room, kissing the mage.
"Guess there's something magical about magicians," said Hugo with a grin.
"Is there ever," replied Babs and smiled back at him.
Hugo looked around the room again. Elliot and Miko were kissing, with a lot more of white lines on Miko's plaid skirt now. Anne and Carl were hugging tenderly, even with her backside dripping with cum. Morgan, close by, looked like he was fully rested already. And it didn't look like any of them had yet had enough sex.
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