The Novice Heroine Naughty Adventures Bundle

by Wes Havoc

  As if she was enjoying it.

  The realization hit Cleo as the opening of a dam. The rage inside her belly immediately turned to arousal. The girl’s legs parted even further and Cleo could now see the goblin’s fingers ran that swiftly and easily because that pink cunt glistened with juices.

  Cleo could fell her own cunt now dripping juices over the makeshift-undergarment. She knew her clit might have been swelling. She wished she could slide the undergarment aside and touch herself, but that would only bring hordes of goblins over her.

  A small part of herself asked - so what?

  She shivered, surprised with that awful thought.

  The girl’s mouth now dropped open and her head pressed against the pole. The goblin smiled further as small moans left the girl’s mouth. His hand ran faster, unrelenting over her aching cunt, her clit begging for attention. He pinched her nipple harder and, with a long cry, she came on his hand.

  He didn’t stop moving his fingers as her legs shot down and her whole body quivered in pleasure. The long moan rang louder, and Cleo could hear other goblins muttering and groaning. Looking at them, she perceived several had pulled their loincloths aside and their pants down and were stroking their green penises. They were small as expected of creatures of their size. One or two of them came long stripes of white cum on the floor, groaning as they pressed their eyes shut.

  Cleo’s wide eyes took it all in. What kind of place was that? What was going on?

  The goblin standing over the village girl finally took a step away, both his hands leaving her. The girl shivered, small after-shocks racing through her body. Her chest rose up and down in pants.

  Another goblin took the first’s place, but he knelt down, grasping the villager’s thighs and separating them even further. He exposed her pink cunt to all who wanted to see for a moment before he dropped face-first on her. The girl cried aloud, trying to press her knees together and being unable to.

  Cleo watched with her jaw dropped as the goblin sucked on the girl’s clit, smearing his face in her juices. The girl’s open mouth let long moans escape, shamelessly.

  Another goblin approached this time, his dick already exposed. He approached the villager’s face, her mouth still hanging open, and stuck his cock in there.

  With a gasp, the girl tried to pull back, her eyes snapping open. But the goblin had only to hold her face in place with a hand as his hips moved. He groaned gravely. The girl forced her lips in a seal, closing her eyes once more. Each goblin extended a hand to massage a breast.

  Since her clit hadn’t had the time to relax, the villager soon neared another orgasm as the goblin between her legs sucked her. She let the other fuck her mouth, the small penis not really bothering her. She never imagined being sucked felt this good.

  The hands on her breasts dropped. She half-opened her eyes to watch a third goblin approaching. She didn’t complain, she didn’t fight as he put a leg on each side of her waist. He stood close to her, stroking his cock for a moment before he put his member between her breasts and pushed them together.

  It didn’t matter how much he squeezed the mounds, they were too small to cover his cock completely. He didn’t seem to mind as he started to thrust, the member sliding on her chest, hitting her neck. She didn’t mind it either. No, the villager didn’t mind it because her eyes were rolling to the back of her head as she shot straight out of the edge, another orgasm crashing over her like a wave. She groaned around the cock in her mouth and its owner exploded in her throat. She gasped and gagged with rope after rope of cum. She tried to pull her head back, the acrid smell invading her, but the goblin held her in place, forcing his hips against her nose and forcing her to swallow. She did, even if it was only to be able to breathe.

  She gagged again and swallowed the bitter and salty cum coating her tongue. The goblin pulled his cock out and she felt the cum dripping down her lips. The goblin between her legs had left and it looked like another one was approaching. She wondered what this one would do to her next…

  Cleo watched the door of the bigger tent flapping out. The goblin that first entered the place left first and sat to a side. Another goblin walked out of there a moment later. He was dressed in furs and the other goblins stopped all they were doing. Even the one masturbating between the girl’s tits. All of them took steps back and away from the villager, bowing on their waists.

  This had to be the leader. And it was easy to see why.

  Half of an arrow stuck out of his head.

  Her brows shot up. He had survived an arrow wound to his brains. Everything fell into place now. Cleo watched the leader waving a hand, the others bowing even lower as he approached. The fact he had survived that wound probably made him look like a god. Made him look invincible. So the goblins agreed to not only follow and respect him but to tolerate each other while they were under his command. It all made sense.

  The leader approached the villager, her legs wide open as she panted. Cum dripped from her chin, her tits were rosy from abuse, her cunt glistening with her own juices. Her eyes half-closed in such lingering pleasure it made Cleo’s cheeks flush. The leader took a moment to study her, his pants forming a tent with his erection. He called something out loud, the only sound apart from the fire crepitating.

  The door from his tent moved again and Cleo’s eyes were attracted by the movement. There had probably been servants inside the tent and the leader called for them…

  Her jaw dropping, Cleo watched two human girls, little older than herself, walking out of the tent. Both wore very simple dresses that ended just under their crotches. The cloth was see-through and Cleo had to drag her gaze away from their nipples. One had dark, short-cut hair that fell straight to her jaw, black, serious eyes in her face. The other had hazelnut, wavy hair that fell softly to her waist. Cleo could see, through the cloth, she had some hair between her legs with the same color. Both girls were more voluptuous than the one tied to the pole, panting.

  The girl in the short hair carried a bucket, full of water for the splashing sound it made. The villager blinked at their approach and for the look in her face, she recognized the two. She sobered up in the second it took for the other girls to kneel beside her.

  Cleo heard her say something but didn’t quite understand. The girls smiled at her. The girl in the short hair dived her hand in the bucket, pulling two pieces of drenched cloth. Giving one to the girl with the hazelnut hair, they cleaned the villager with soft strokes.

  The villager had her face cleaned, the cum wiped away. The water dripped down her chin and ran between her breasts, making her shiver. Her eyes looked for the other cloth, that came to press between her aching pussy lips. She sighed.

  Cleo took the risk and approached even further, to a tree nearest to them. Why were there other human girls in the place? Why wouldn’t they help the newcomer? All the more if they knew each other…

  The leader grunted something. The girl in the hazelnut hair let her cloth drop back in the bucket and turned to crawl to him. She undid the belt holding his pants and let them drop, exposing his green cock. To Cleo’s surprise, she bent down and, without being forced, took the cock in her mouth. The leader’s eyes fluttered closed and he groaned in approval, thrusting his hips once in reflex.

  “Why are you here?” Cleo heard the villager murmur. She turned to see her eying the girl in the short hair. “We thought you were dead.”

  “Shh,” the other hushed, bringing a finger up to press against the villager’s lips. “Don’t think about it now. Just relax.”

  The villager eyed her with doubt, cocking a brow. The other smiled, the hand against the villager’s lips dropping to her chest. She rubbed her knuckles against the still-stiff nipples. The villager shuddered, widening her eyes.

  Her hand dropped lower, her fingers trailing down the smooth stomach until she rested her palm over the bare mound. “You just need to relax now,” she murmured again.

  The leader grunted something and
the girl in the hazelnut hair let his cock go with a pop. She sat down over her ankles, turning to watch the girl tied to the pole. The leader approached her open legs, his cock twitching.

  The villager made to close her legs, but the leader stepped between them, stopping her. Human fingers met her clit a moment later.

  “Shh,” the short-haired girl murmured, pressing their cheeks together. She prompted the villager’s clit, massaging it, circling it softly. The leader spread the newcomer’s legs apart, then grabbed her thighs and brought her hips up. He pressed the head of his member against her cunt, the massage over her clit making her soaking wet once more. The villager had no time to fear what was to come before he speared her in a smooth motion.

  She moaned aloud, long and sweet and grave as if something magical was happening to her. The leader held her hip up against him and pulled his cock out. She whimpered, opening her eyes to beg for more. Her pupils were on fire.

  Her clit still being massaged, the girl let the goblin take her. There was something about his cock that sent a jolt up her body, shivers taking her. She curled her toes.

  Cleo’s eyes were glued and she had to admit she felt a little jealous. That wouldn’t change her mission, of course. But she brought a hand up between her legs and pressed her aching parts over the undergarments. She pulsed. She needed release but she couldn’t take the cloth off and touch herself.

  The girl with the hazelnut waves could though. Cleo watched her adjusting herself to sit cross-legged on the floor, stretching her body back and keeping herself up with a hand against the floor. Her chest propped up, her nipples peeking through the cloth. In that position, Cleo could see her pussy showing from under the dress. The girl stretched her hand between her own folds to touch herself, her mouth dropping open as her fiery gaze followed the leader’s cock sliding in and out of the newcomer.

  Cleo’s face was so hot she knew she had to be bright red. She couldn’t believe in all that was happening. She kept repeating to herself she was there to save an innocent.

  Said innocent bucked against the leader’s cock, the hand over her clit never slowing down. Her groans mixed with the leader’s and the girl touching herself was moaning too and Cleo needed to cum.

  The villager’s hips sped up and, with a high-pitched moan, she came all over again. The girl in the short hair pinched her nipple, the massage over the villager’s clit slowing down. The leader kept his pace up until he came too, exploding inside of her with a loud grunt. He pumped a couple times more before he put the girl down, cum dripping from inside of her.

  As he panted, he pointed to a part of the goblin group and grunted something. The goblins there lifted their heads. The leader said a couple of other things before turning around and entering his tent once more.

  Some ten goblins on that side jumped to their feet, smiling and laughing. Cleo shuddered imagining what did the leader say to bring them this happiness. They approached the human girls.

  The first reached the hazelnut-haired girl, who still lazily touched herself. Closing his fingers around her hair, he pulled her head back, her mouth dropping. Pulling his cock out of his pants, he stuck his member in her mouth. She groaned, sucking hungrily. Another goblin pulled her hand from between her legs and made her jerk him off. A third pulled her legs so he could suck her.

  The same treatment was given to the other girls. The ten chosen goblins had their fun, but Cleo could see the girls appreciated too, if not even more. The three of them came again and again, moaning loudly around cocks. Cleo pressed her hand over her clit, watching all the girls being pleased again and again, their eyes rolling to the back of their heads in pleasure.

  5

  Slowly, the goblins fell asleep. The ones that didn’t get a chance to participate in the orgy jerked themselves off and turned on their sides to doze off. After an hour, they were all snoring and the three girls left to the small tent.

  Cleo sighed, taking the silence in for a moment before she put her plan in action. Between her and the girls’ tent, there was a third of the goblins. The space was large enough that they were not sleeping close together.

  This was the moment of truth.

  One of the last goblins to lay down was stretched on the floor right next to her. Cleo unsheathed her sword and, with the other hand, she pulled her undergarments to a side.

  Her pussy was still wet and she shivered when the air touched her. The goblin laying close by took a deep breath, a second later, shot up to a sitting position. His beady eyes looked around in the shadows, searching for the origin of such an appealing smell.

  A smile stretched on his lips and Cleo knew she had him. She let the undergarment back in place as soon as she saw him standing up. Without making a sound not to wake the others, the greedy goblin crossed the treeline grinning.

  As soon as he was close enough, Cleo slashed his throat. He dropped even before he knew what was happening. Cleo kicked earth over him to hide the smell of his blood and, with her heart beating fast, she glanced at the others to be sure they were still asleep.

  They were, what made her plan perfect.

  She walked closer to the next. Two were laying close to one another. She picked a couple of pebbles from the floor and threw their way. One sat up, grunting something as the other complained. She let the smell of her arousal drift to them. Soon enough, she had killed two more.

  Taking her time, she called one by one or two to the side of the forest to kill them. If her arousal dried up, she just had to remember the villager having her clit rubbed while the goblin leader fucked her, or the changeling back at the beginning of the evening licking her cunt. It was easy to insert a finger in herself and bring it out covered in juices, massage her own clit for a moment and wait for the smell to be strong enough.

  She kept herself at bay though, touching herself just enough to attract the goblins. Every time she felt herself walking closer to the edge of an orgasm, she stopped. That was not the moment, definitely not the place.

  Cleo had killed some ten goblins and half-buried them in the forest when she reached the girls’ tent. Squatting on the back of it, she slipped inside the place.

  The three girls were still awake. They squealed when they noticed the princess’ presence, and Cleo brought a finger to her lips, hushing them.

  “Who are you?” The girl in the short hair frowned. “Go away, it’s not safe in here.”

  “I know. That’s why I’m here,” Cleo whispered back, approaching them. They were sitting over covers, all clean and wearing the same see-through tunic. “My name is Cleo. I saw the notice in town calling for help to kill the goblins.” She pulled the sheet out to show them. All three of the girls frowned.

  The short-haired one was the one to murmur back. “My name is Alissa. These are Bree,” she pointed to the hazelnut-haired girl, “and Lara.” The newcomer nodded once. “This notice is months old.”

  “Are you three from the same village then?” Cleo tried, guessing the reason they seemed to know each other.

  “Yeah,” Lara tried, her voice hoarse. “These goblins were eating only dogs and cats then. It looks like they learned that no one would come, so they didn’t need to be all that stealthy. The group got bigger too. Some weeks back, they started to take women.”

  “I was the first,” Bree put a strand of hazelnut hair behind her ear. “I thought my parents would save me, or hire someone to do so, but no.” She shrugged. “It’s not that bad in here. I don’t work half as hard as back in the village.”

  Cleo cocked a brow, though not even she believed her words. “But they force you to fuck them.”

  Alissa snorted. “Well, if you were here long enough to see us fucking, then you know we cum like, a lot.” She crossed her arms under her chest. “My expectations for life was an arranged marriage where my husband would force me without ever making me cum, and then I’d carry his children and that’s it.”

  “We can’t have the goblins’ children,” Bree murmu
red, stretching a small smile, “they never fuck us without making us cum at least once first, and their cocks are amazing.”

  Lara, who stared at her knees, had pink cheeks. “I thought they’d kill me when I was dragged out of the village. It was the worst thing seeing my parents just… watching me go. For all they care, I’m dead.”

  Cleo cocked her head, “Look, my expectations for life was the same as yours. Arranged marriage. Being forced to carry children. I didn’t even know I could have pleasure with someone sucking me.” She sighed, “But this is not freedom too. You have to find a different way out. You can’t just change your owner because these ones make you cum.”

  The three of them frowned. Alissa clenched her jaw, “Well, but what else could we do?”

  Cleo sat straighter, “I’m going to be an adventurer, for example. I trained hard on the sword, and though it’s dangerous, I’d do anything to not be anyone’s slave. By the end of the day, I want to know I did something because I wanted to.”

  The girls let the silence drop over them for a moment. Bree then said, “I wanted to be a teacher. If we make it back, I’ll pack my things and move in with my aunt. She said she could help me become one. It doesn’t matter what my parents think.”

  “I wanted to help with my parents’ farm. They let me manage it alright until… well, until they watched me go and didn’t care about it.” Lara murmured. “I’m pretty sure they’d pretend nothing happened and let me go on managing it. I wouldn’t mind that.”

  “An adventurer, hm?” Alissa muttered, her gaze lost.

  Cleo let the idea sink for a moment. “I want to take you girls out of here. I want to kill these goblins and end this thing once and for all. Make sure no other girl will be dragged all the way out here and get used to this.”

  Lara and Bree looked at each other, unsure. Alissa, on the other hand, nodded fiercely, her short hair hitting her jaw. “I’ll help you. What’s your plan?”