Ravished: Science Fiction and Fantasy Erotica Page 6

  "Can I help you?” he said automatically, his dark eyes drifting lazily over her. He leaned against the backboard and tossed his bar-rag aside.

  Morgen nodded, noticing his gaze was fixed on her cleavage, rather than her face. “Yes, you can."

  He absently scratched at the dark stubble peppering his chin, tilted his head to the side and brought his eyes level with hers. “What can I do you for then?"

  "I need a room for the night.” Morgen said.

  He offered her a bored smile. “I have a room for the night. In fact, I've got several."

  "Good.” Morgen said, glancing towards the entrance foyer. “Can I get one please?"

  With an indifferent shrug, the barkeep straightened, sauntered out from behind the bar and headed toward the registration desk. She followed him, half annoyed at his blasé attitude toward the prospect of making some coin.

  He rummaged around behind the high counter, then produced a key. “That will be two gold pieces.” he said.

  Morgen blinked at him.

  "The sign says five silver pieces a night."

  He grinned again. “Yes. For Guildmembers. I don't think you're a member of the Thieves Guild."

  Morgen frowned. “This is a Guild house?"

  He nodded. “The Thieves Guild controls this village."

  Morgen groaned inwardly. “I don't have two gold. Are you sure you can't give me the five silver rate? I used to be a member of the Thieves Guild."

  He leaned over the desk and murmured, “I know. I recognize you. Your Guildmaster is still looking for you."

  Morgen's eyes widened and she took an involuntary step back.

  He chuckled. “Look. I won't turn you in. But you have to pay for a room."

  "I suppose this is the only inn in the village?"

  He nodded, grinning. “Perhaps we can work out another form of payment.” His gaze slid back down to her soft, full cleavage and she felt a tingle go through her.

  She took a step toward the high desk and leaned over it slightly. His grin widened a touch. “What have you got in mind?” she said softly.

  He reached out and ran a finger over the swelling rise of her breasts. She shivered as he leaned across the desk and nuzzled her neck. She gasped soundlessly when he sucked her earlobe into his mouth and his large, roughened hand closed around one of her breasts and squeezed it, pulling her up against the front of his desk. Morgen moaned and gripped the edge of the desk. Her eyes widened as he yanked down her soft violet blouse over her breasts. Taking both in his hands he kneaded them as he scraped his teeth along her throat, then lifted his head to kiss her. He plunged his tongue deep into her mouth as he twisted and pulled her nipples, teasing them until they were stiff and taut. Then he moved his kisses down her throat to her breasts, licking the valley between them, then each hard nipple, before he began to suck hard, teasing her nipples even more.

  Morgen groaned loudly and squirmed trapped against the front of the desk. She heard male laughter from the open common room and glanced over, her face flushing pink as she saw a group of the bar's patrons clustered around the end of the bar, watching the two of them with obvious enthusiasm.

  The innkeeper looked up, smiled and grabbed Morgen by the shoulders, lifting her easily. He set her down on the desk and spreading her legs. He yanked off her boots and quickly unlaced the front of her tight, burgundy suede pants.

  The patrons chortled appreciatively as they got a full view of Morgen's soft, large breasts, spilling over the top of her bodice, thrust up and glistening wetly in the smoky golden lantern-light. Morgen flushed a deeper crimson as the big innkeeper pulled off her pants and began to stroke her soft, wet folds. She shuddered and winced as he found the hard nub of her clit.

  "You like it, huh?” the innkeeper growled at her. He tickled her clit with his thumb as she groaned louder. He looked over at the men watching voraciously. She shivered, squirming slightly and moaned as he stroked and caressed her rapidly swelling dampened flesh with his thick, rough fingers. He spread her legs wider, turning her at the same time atop the desk so the watchers could see her better. She moaned again. “No...” she whispered, “Not in front of them..."

  He chuckled. “You like this. Else you wouldn't be so wet...” he muttered back.

  She leaned back, thrusting up her breasts. The patrons cheered as the innkeeper stroked her harder, pushing two fingers up, into her. Morgen stiffened and gasped, shuddering. “Oh...” she moaned, “Yes..."

  He added another finger and lowered his lips to her clit, sucking on her. Morgen gasped again, loudly and shivered. “Oh! Oh, yes!” She began to squirm, falling back onto the desk and grabbing her breasts as he sucked her harder and licked her wet, trembling pussy. The watching patrons cheered again, loudly, as she squirmed and shuddered.

  He slurped her, pumping three thick fingers in and out of her as he sucked and licked. She gasped and shuddered again. Her fingers pulled at her nipples hard. Her breasts bounced as she squirmed, while thrusting her hips against his face and hand. He groaned softly as she came with a cry. A fresh burst of hot, slick liquid streamed out of her, over her hand and his lips and tongue.

  The patrons chuckled and applauded. “Fuck her now!” one shouted and the others agreed. “Yeah, fuck her, then give us a turn!"

  Morgen moaned as he continued to lick and suck on her until she began to come again, then he pulled his hand out of her and pulled her off the desk. Shuddering, she gasped as he carried her into the bar and bent her over the bartop, placing her into the reach of the group of rowdy patrons. She groaned long and loudly as she felt the innkeeper spread her buttocks and push what had to be a very hard and thick cock deep into the recesses of her pussy, at the same time pushing something thick, hard, and slightly cold into her ass.

  "Fuck her good...” one of the patrons, a younger fighter in brown leathers said as he leaned close, stroking the side of her face and looking over her back to see what the innkeeper pushed into her butt. It slid out then back in and she groaned again.

  Another patron, a red-head with a scruffy beard, who looked like a particularly successful thief, in tailored blue cottons and dyed leather, reached out with a dirt-darkened hand and captured one of her breasts, squeezing and pulling on it as he leaned down to nuzzle her ear. She moaned, feeling the innkeeper slide out of her pussy, and back in again, slow and steadily. She heard him groan with pleasure and her eyes fluttered closed. Another hand closed around her other breast and she heard a voice growl, “He's got the truncheon up your ass, pretty thief. You know, the guard's club he keeps around here for the odd brawl...” Her ear was nibbled and licked. She felt her earlobe being sucked before the same voice said, “You have some lovely tits ... nice and soft and big ... you can share my bed tonight if you want...” She groaned again as the innkeeper plunged both cock and stick into her. She stiffened, feeling all these hands and mouths and the heat of their breath on her body, the thickness of the shafts filling her ass and her pussy, a bolt of lightning shot through her and she shuddered, opening her eyes.

  A dark haired man with large hands and a sharply handsome face whispered in her ear, his hand wrapped around her breast as the red-haired man pushed her up to suck the tit on his side. The dark man smiled as he lowered his own mouth to her breast and began to nibble, suck and squeeze. Morgen began to moan, loudly, shivering. She pushed herself up, thrusting her chest out to give the men pleasuring her tits better access. The innkeeper quickened his pace, each thrust shaking her body. She spasmed and came in great, gasping waves.

  "Harder!” she screamed, “Fuck me harder! Oh yes! Hard! That's it!"

  The innkeeper grunted, thrusting harder and faster as Morgen spasmed again and screamed.

  "Oh, oh, oh, oh YES! Faster, faster! YES, YES!"

  She squirmed, her breasts bouncing as he pounded her.

  The two men moved back and, with the rest, enjoyed the view.

  Morgen's tits bounced hard and she bucked and squirmed as the innkeeper pounded her ass and
pussy from behind. They cheered each time she screamed, which encouraged her to come again.

  "Fuck me! Fuck me!” Morgen growled. “Ooooh, yes! Fuck me hard!"

  The innkeeper grunted and strained as he slammed his cock into her, forgetting about the nightstick in her butt. Then he snarled, stiffened, and with a loud growl, burst inside her pussy, filling her with come as she threw her head back and screamed.

  The patrons cheered and began to line up even before the innkeeper had recovered enough to pull himself out of Morgen's body.

  Morgen looked up, smiled wickedly and said, “Next?"

  The innkeeper lifted Morgen and sat her atop the bar. She spread her legs invitingly, and plunged three fingers deep into her pussy with a wet slurp and began pushing them in and out, while she pulled on a nipple and licked her lips. She pulled her fingers out of her pussy and began to suck them dry.

  The men chuckled. A couple cheered.

  "Next?” Morgen repeated, “I've been horny for days ... I could fuck all of you..."

  The dark haired man stepped up and kissed her, sucking her tongue and pulling her off the bar. She wrapped her legs around him and slid down him slowly. Pulling her face from his, she said, “I'll suck your cock, and someone can fuck me from behind."

  She giggled, feeling a strange kind of high as she slid down in front of the handsome dark man and wrapped her lips around the cock he'd already produced for her. Hands gripped her butt and pulled her up as she slid the smooth, hot head of the dark haired man's cock down her throat, to his deep groan of pleasure. She felt fingers probing her ass and pussy, then the sensation of a hard, warm shaft pushing its way into her ass. She shivered, moaning loudly as she slurped, feeling his balls slapping against her chin and the balls of the man behind her slapping lightly against her ass. Someone grabbed her swinging breasts and was playing with them as the two men began to fuck her, pushing her back and forth between them. Hands buried in her hair and fingers dug into her butt, her nipples were pinched and tweaked, and she felt the bumping of her belt pouches against her thighs.

  A low, slow pulsing began deep within her body, spreading as the men increased their pace. She slurped at the cock in her mouth, enjoying the silky warmth of his smooth flesh and the seductive scent of her own strong musk mixed with that of the horny, rowdy patrons around her. They moved faster, and the pulsing within her increased, sending little shocks of intense pleasure throughout her body. She moaned, mouth full, squirmed, tits trapped, and ass full. She groaned, shuddering. The movements quickened, and grunts and growls came from the men as she felt their shafts stiffening. She moaned and trembled, shocks shooting through her body like bursts of lightning. She came, hot, sticky juice bursting forth, dripping and dribbling, then flowing out of her onto the hard plank floor.

  Loud cheers came from the men around her and the two inside her let go as well. Hot come filled her mouth and ass. She groaned, swallowing, licking, sucking hard, until the man in front of her gasped and pulled out of her mouth. She looked up, smiling at him. He growled again and bent to kiss her deeply. The man behind her pulled his shaft from her ass and she shivered. As the dark haired man released her lips, she noticed the young man in the brown leathers lying beside her on the floor, playing with her tits. He grinned at her and she climbed atop him. He quickly unfastened his pants and she looked down at the thick, long shaft he pulled out. She slid down and began to lick and suckle him, much to his delight. She giggled and pushed her tits together, sliding his cock in-between them and he groaned loudly. She slurped at his head as it poked between her cleavage, feeling him shudder and stiffen as she did. She looked up at him. “Want to fuck my tits or my pussy?” she asked softly.

  He grinned. “Tits. I want to fuck your tits and come on them."

  She giggled, feeling fingers probing between her buttocks again. “Okay.” She licked his head and he groaned again, then slid his cock between her large, soft breasts, squeezing it tightly between them. He pushed up on his elbows to watch, licking his lips and twitching his hips up as she moved. Someone knelt behind her and began licking her dripping pussy, slurping loudly and thrusting his tongue deep into her. She shivered and moaned. “Ooooh...” she managed, as she felt a finger probe into her ass, “Oooh yes, I love that ... suck my pussy. Fuck me with your tongue..."

  The young man between her breasts groaned. “Yeah...” he said, “I'm gonna come now...” He twitched and spurt thick white cream, which dribbled onto Morgen's tits. She licked his cock as he finished coming and he shivered. Then she rubbed his come all over her breasts and made him groan loudly. Lifting one nipple to her lips, she licked it, hearing the rest of the patrons’ appreciative comments as she did.

  She shuddered, feeling another burst of fire shoot through her and came, spurting her juice all over the face of the man between her legs and she shuddered as he licked her clean, slurping loudly and sucking on the flesh of her pussy until she squirmed and cried out.

  Finally she sat down and looked around. “More?” she said in a sultry voice. “I can take three at once.” She stood up, a little unsteadily, as several men helped her, groping and caressing her as they did. She kissed one, a tanned rogue with brown hair, as he squeezed her butt, then looked at the remaining patrons. “One in my pussy. One in my ass and one in my mouth.” She giggled. “I like it like that."

  The man she kissed said, “Fuck me first. Then you can have three.” He reached down to unfasten his pants and she nodded, taking off his shirt. He pushed her down on her back onto a table, spread her legs and thrust his cock into her. She groaned as he immediately began pistoning in and out, hard and fast. She writhed, arching her back, her hips thrusting against him.

  "You like it hard...” he grunted, “I'll give it to you good and hard..."

  Morgen gasped, her body shuddering under the pounding.

  "Yeah, give it to her! Fuck her hard!"

  "Watch those tits bounce..."

  He leaned over her, kissing her, sucking her tongue. She kissed him back, groaning as she shook under him.

  He grunted, stopped suddenly and went still. Morgen moaned as she felt his cock pulse and explode inside her.

  "Ooooh yeah...” he growled in her face as he came. “Fuck yeah..."

  Morgen mmmmm'd softly, licking her lips. “Oh yeah...” she whispered. “I liked that."

  "Of course you did, you little slut,” he grinned.

  Straightening up, he pulled out of her and got his clothes.

  Morgen lay atop the table a moment, catching her breath.

  She was picked up and carried across the bar. “Now you do three.” a rough voice purred.

  She looked up at a large barbarian. He had brown hair and eyes and was dressed in furs and buckskins. He grinned. “Me and my mates."

  Setting her down on the long, wide bench to a trestle-style table in the back of the common room, he stood in front of her and began to shuck his tunic and trousers, grinning at her the entire time. He was huge and muscular, as big as the innkeeper, and the two other fur-clad ‘mates’ of his were the same. Morgen's eyes widened as she took him in. He was almost intimidating, as was the proud, thick, long shaft that jutted up in front of her face as he dropped his leather trousers. She looked at his cock, then back up at him.

  He chuckled. “Want to ride it, little thief?” he growled.

  Picking her up, he lifted her in the air, and slid her down atop his member, slowly, as she groaned, gasping, feeling her sheath stretch to accommodate his girth. “Wrap your legs around my waist and we'll get Sven over there in as well.

  Sven had blonde hair and had been wearing tan furs. He grinned, as naked as his companion was, and as impressive. The first barbarian sat down with Morgen and leaned back, presenting Sven with Morgen's pink, rounded ass as a target for his own fine veined, thick and throbbing shaft. With a grunt of satisfaction, Sven buried himself in Morgen's ass. Morgen drew a shuddering breath of pleasure mixed with a twinge of pain.

  A low chorus of muttering
s of interest and appreciation came from the others as Morgen arched her back, throwing back her head with a cry as she came merely from the sensation of being filled up with two such large, thick members. The first barbarian chuckled, beginning to slowly work his hips under her. Sven also began to thrust against her a little and Morgen groaned again, loudly. “Ooooh, yes!” she managed, squirming and twitching as a shiver shot through her. “More ... please..."

  The two barbarians began to move a little faster, slipping out a little, then back in as Morgen shuddered and groaned. The first barbarian reached up to twiddle a bouncing nipple and Morgen swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat. “Mmmmm yes...” she moaned. “Pull on my nipple, please..."

  He grinned and pulled the nipple hard, making her suck her breath in. He thrust a little quicker, sliding in and out of her slick pussy as Sven did the same in her ass.

  "Now, I think we can have Karl.” the first barbarian said.

  "Yeah, Joren.” Karl, a younger man, perhaps the first barbarian, ‘Joren's’ brother, pushed the trestle table aside and stepped up to Morgen's side. His hair was a lighter brown but he was no less muscular or endowed than the other two. He presented Morgen with a deep burgundy colored, thick, silky satin cock. She looked at it, then him, smiled and opened her lips as he plunged himself in with a deeply satisfied moan. “Oooh yeah...” he said, his accent and voice thick as she smoothed her tongue over his swollen head, slurped at him and began to slide him down her throat. His fingers entwined in her hair and as Sven and Joren began to thrust faster, in and out of her, she sucked him harder and he began to piston faster, sliding down her throat. A loud, wet slapping, slurping sound began to echo through the common room as the four of them rocked faster and faster, in synch with each other and the mostly satisfied patrons watched in varying degrees of awe and enjoyment. Murmurs spread through the room as the action quickened, the three barbarians grunting, pistoning into her, harder and harder. Morgen gurgled and moaned, slurping loudly, gasping and shuddering as her body shook under the impacts of the three cocks impaling her. She stiffened, grunting, as she began to come in great, consuming waves.