by Zeke Biddle
Alexandra pulls me to a stop. “We need to rest and bathe. The fight must wait until tomorrow.”
My shoulders droop, both from frustration and exhaustion.
“Of course. You’re right. We can bathe in the river. We’ll set up a quick camp afterward. But tomorrow, we kill the witch.”
My dick starts throbbing, desperate to get naked with all these beautiful women.
14
I make sure to keep my back to Alexandra while we’re in the river, but that means I’m facing both Eulalia and the new woman.
“What class are you?” Eulalia asks her.
“I’m a thief…but don’t worry. I won’t steal from anyone I’m traveling with.”
“I believe you. I’m a healer. Marcus is our wizard. And grumpy Alexandra is our warrior.”
“She looks very strong.”
“I guess. She’s mostly just crabby, though.”
“Your name’s Gillian, right?” I ask before they forget I exist.
“That’s right,” she says before dunking herself beneath the surface of the water.
“I like her,” Eulalia says while she can’t hear us. “She’s pretty.”
“Yes, she is,” I reply right when Gillian surfaces.
“Who is what?” she asks as she pulls her fiery red hair into a long ponytail and squeezes the water out of it.
I stammer a non-answer, but Eulalia simply states, “He was saying you’re very beautiful.”
She blushes and her face nearly matches her hair. “You think so?” She cups her petite breasts and gives them a light shake. “I think I look like a boy.”
She turns to Eulalia and gives her large breasts a squeeze. “Now, these are the breasts I’ve always wanted.”
“Don’t be silly,” Eulalia says. She cups her hands over Gillian’s breasts and rolls the other woman’s nipples between her thumbs and fingers.
Gillian moans, and I’m very glad the water hides my erection.
“Look at his face. It’s all flushed. We’re turning him on,” Eulalia says, not bothering to hide her smirk.
“Do you like watching two naked wet women touching each other?” Gillian turns so her breasts are pressed against Eulalia’s. “How about when they kiss?”
The two women moan as they melt into each other’s arms and kiss each other very passionately, making sure I can see their tongues touching.
“Get a room, you two!” Alexandra says behind me, splashing her way to the shore. “Don’t worry. I’ll guard our perimeter while you all…do whatever.”
“As much as it pains me to admit it, we probably should go back to set up camp and rest. We have a big day tomorrow,” I mumble, mostly hoping they won’t actually hear me.
But I can’t turn away from the sight of the two women making out. Eulalia’s fingers have disappeared into the water. Gillian’s back is arched. Her fingers dig into Eulalia’s shoulder.
“Don’t be an idiot,” Gillian says to me between gasps for breath.
“What if we get attacked while—”
“Our new friend is right, Marcus. This is what’s best for our party. It won’t be long before our harem-sex skills from last night wear off. We will need any advantage we can get, and Gillian will bring something new to the table.”
“Do you know what special skill sex with you will bring?” I can’t believe the words when they fall from my mouth. I barely even remember that man I used to be when I ran away from the girl at the party.
Gillian shakes her head vigorously against Eulalia’s shoulder. “No idea, but I only know one way to find out. Take me, Marcus. Right here in the river.”
“Hey,” I say to Eulalia. “What special skill do we get when we have sex?”
Eulalia shrugs. “No idea what you get. You’ll have to figure that out on your own. I get the poison spell.”
The thought of fucking Gillian right in front of Eulalia, or even worse, with Eulalia participating, makes me turn shy. “Well, you two seem like you’re doing fine without me.”
“But it’s not the same,” Gillian whines.
“It really isn’t,” Eulalia says, agreeing with the new redhead, but before her words can boost my self-esteem, she adds, “Besides, we only get the special skill if the master of the harem causes the orgasm.”
“Make me come,” Gillian says. “I’m already so close, and I’ve waited so long.”
Learning we can only get the boost if I’m involved emboldens me. I wade through the few feet of water between us. “What do you want me to—”
Gillian jumps at me and wraps her arms around my neck. Her legs squeeze my hips. When she lowers herself onto my throbbing dick with one plunge, she does it the way she’d entered the river after undressing earlier: bold and with no hesitation.
She’s a far cry from the scared woman covered in purple goo who we’d rescued from the shack.
“Oh, Marcus.” She slowly starts bouncing up and down on my very sensitive dick. She’s so tight. I can barely breathe. “You should have warned me you have such a big and magical staff.”
Doing my best to keep up with the banter, I reply with, “You’re the real hero here, Gillian. You’re a damn fine thief. You’ve already stolen my heart.”
“Aww, did you hear that, Eulalia?”
“He tries his best,” she deadpans while rolling her eyes and sliding behind Gillian.
Gillian turns to give her a kiss while still riding me.
Back in the real world, I’d watched my fair share of porn, but there’s just no comparison to watching two women making out while I’m fucking one of them.
Eulalia fondles Gillian’s breasts and feeds one into my mouth. I suck on her tight, hard nipple.
She moans and arches her back. “This is much better than stealing shit.”
She drags Eulalia out from behind her back until her body is against mine. “Don’t forget about your healer. Suck on her breasts, too. It’s only fair that we all work as a team.”
I can find no flaw in that logic, and I’m soon alternating between Eulalia’s large breasts and Gillian’s tiny ones, loving everything about both kinds.
“Don’t worry, Eulalia,” Gillian says while increasing her pace. “I’m almost there, and then it will be your turn.”
Using my hand to line things up, I wrap my mouth around one of each woman’s nipples. Sucking firmly, I use my tongue to press their nipples together, which earns the gasps and moans I’d been going for.
“Hell, I could almost come just from that alone,” Eulalia says.
Gillian nods her agreement and then does come.
Both Eulalia and I hold her steady while she rides out the waves of her orgasm, splashing the water in her throes of ecstasy.
Eventually, she opens her eyes and smiles. “Your turn.”
Instead of facing me, Eulalia turns away and places her hands on Gillian’s shoulders.
“Fuck her,” Gillian demands.
I don’t think I’ll ever argue with the command to fuck either of them.
I line myself up against her opening and slide in with one deep stroke until my stomach smacks against her ass. It’s such a cute, firm butt. Feeling bold, I slide my fingers down her crack and play with her other opening.
“Well, well. Look who’s feeling naughty tonight,” Eulalia says.
“Sorry,” I mumble, quickly moving my hand to the small of my back.
“It’s fine to experiment, Marcus,” Eulalia says. “My pussy is yours. My mouth is yours. If you want my ass, too, well, let’s give it a try. Why don’t you start with just a finger, though? I’m not sure I’m ready for your thick dick.”
Gillian nods her agreement but bites her lip as if disappointed she missed out on giving it a try.
“You sure?” I ask.
“Did I sound like I wasn’t sure?”
“I’m not…I don’t really—”
“She’s sure,” Gillian says.
“Okay. Here it comes.” I cringe out my lame-sounding words, b
ut neither of them seems to have noticed.
Eulalia grabs her ass and spreads herself wider. Gillian stares down intently at her.
Don’t be a wimp. Give her what she wants.
Using my index finger, I press lightly against her. There’s tension, but not nearly as much as I expect. It’s tight, but my finger slides in easily enough.
Eulalia and I both start breathing again at about the same time.
Those pervy game developers must have known sex would be in high demand from their players and had coded enough variety for everyone.
God bless them!
If there’s anything I know, when facing life-and-death battles nonstop, one must stop to smell the roses and fuck the women in his harem.
Embracing the moment, I thrust aggressively into her, earning a grunt of pleasure.
“More of that, big wizard of mine. Work your magic.”
Desperate to make sure she gets as much pleasure as me, I tell Gillian, “If you’re going to be a member of our party, we need to work on our teamwork. Reach down between her legs and rub that pussy.”
Gillian splashes her hands against the surface of the river and bounces with joy. “Yes, sir.”
I slow my thrusts while she pivots her body to get a better angle on Eulalia.
Gillian grumbles. “I can’t see a thing in this water…” She must have found the spot, because Eulalia gasps. “Ah, there we go.”
“Harder!” Eulalia cries out.
Not sure which of us she’s talking to, I start fucking her harder.
Gillian’s arm starts moving more rapidly, too.
“Yes! Faster! Harder!”
Smiling at the pleasure we’re bringing one of the women in my harem, I let myself enjoy the sensations, too, and soon feel the pressure building in my balls.
“I’m coming. Just another second now. I just need—ahh!”
Her body convulses, but Gillian and I hold her in place so I can continue fucking her.
Gillian leans around her body to kiss me. Eulalia turns to join in, and we make a triangle of lips and tongues.
“You. Feel. So. Good.” I grunt out each word as I slam my body against hers, making a violent splash in the river.
And then I’m flowing like a waterfall into her. Birds in nearby trees jump to the sky as I scream in the throes of my orgasm.
I just want to rest in my women’s arms forever and never lose this one perfect moment.
“You all done?” Alexandra calls from the shore.
All three of us drop down to our necks in the water.
“Were you there the whole time?” I ask sheepishly.
“Of course. Someone had to stand watch while the three of you grunted like beasts. Now can you get out of the water so we can get set up for the night?”
“Yeah, of course,” I say, grabbing each woman by the hand and leading them to shore. “Thanks for looking out for us.”
“You’re welcome. But don’t read too much into it. I just need to keep you alive until I can join the harem.”
I splutter a failed response.
Don’t read too much into it?
Join my harem?
I’m starting to believe she might actually stick around for a while.
That’s an impossible scenario for me to imagine. Two women are already more than I can handle.
We all chip in with setting up a makeshift camp, which is really nothing more than a small patch of ground cleared of branches and rocks. After a short argument, we add a small fire, figuring the creatures that might want to attack us might not feel comfortable coming close to the hot flames. Working together, it doesn’t take very long.
We draw blades of grass to see who gets which night-watch shift.
Eulalia gets the first shift.
Alexandra and I settle down right away, but Gillian sits next to Eulalia next to the fire.
When Eulalia and Gillian wake me a few hours later, they are both glowing way more than they should be, considering the events of the day. When I press them on it, they just giggle and tell me to let them sleep.
The two of them look adorable when Eulalia spoons against Gillian’s back.
Alexandra sits next to me.
“You should go back to sleep. I’ve got this shift.”
“I will in a second,” she says, stretching in the moonlight.
“What do you think made them all giggly?” I whisper to Alexandra to pass the time.
“Licking each other’s cunts,” she whispers back, sounding annoyed to be talking at all.
Gillian and Eulalia giggle again.
“Don’t be crude,” I say with a snort.
“Sorry. Eating each other out. Looks like they are both good at it, too.”
“You sound jealous.”
I mean it as a joke, but my heart breaks when she says, “It’s not much fun being the one woman left out of the festivities.”
“Oh my God. I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you wanted to participate. You can, of course. God, you’re so beautiful.”
“And you’re an idiot. I’m not in the harem. Now shut up before every monster in this forest, hybrid and otherwise, knows exactly where a whole bunch of food is conveniently located.”
She lies down a few feet from both me and the other women, all alone.
As they all start drifting off to sleep, one after the other, their steady breathing and light snoring start making me sleepy, too. I stand and pace for a while to keep myself awake.
Eventually, I sit back down and yawn.
Afraid I’ll fall asleep, I climb a nearby tree to get my blood flowing and get a better vantage point.
Nestled in where the thickest bottom branch joins the tree, I yawn again.
I’ll wake up Alexandra for her shift in five minutes.
The far-off screams of my women wake me sometime before dawn.
15
I follow their screams for a couple of minutes, cursing at the trees for slowing me down. They all go silent just before I reach a clearing, but I don’t need to hear them anymore to know where they are.
In the middle of the open space sits another one of those accursed hybrid-generator shacks.
They must be inside.
Hopefully, still alive.
In the moonlight, I have to squint before I can determine that the circle of stones surrounding the shack are skeletons, laid out to form some kind of mysterious symbol or something creepy like that.
I drop into a crouch, expecting dozens of hybrids to attack me all at once, but the forest is silent. There are no roars from lion-man hybrids. No songs from birds. No chirps from insects.
No shouts from the women.
When nothing stirs as the minutes pass, I wonder if the captors really dumped the women inside or if they pressed on further through the forest. “How the hell did I lose them?” I ask out loud.
“Because you’re an idiot,” a man says, stepping out from the shack and shutting the door behind him. “That’s how.”
The man is much taller than I am but freakishly thin. He wears a black robe with blue trim that glows in the night. “Are you the man who has lain with my woman?”
Offended on her behalf, I play dumb—and try to sound cocky—at the same time. “Which one? Gillian or Eulalia? If you mean tonight, then yes. I slept with both of them. I don’t like to brag, but it was a pretty good night, even for me.”
“Silence!” he bellows. His entire body quivers with rage. “Eulalia was not for you, wizard.”
The way he spits the last word makes it sound like a curse.
Why does everyone hate wizards? And who’s he to talk? He’s clearly some kind of magic user.
“Is that right?” I ask, buying time to figure out what the hell is happening. “I don’t know how to tell you this, but I don’t think she was exactly waiting around to get banged by you.”
“Idiot! She is promised to a prince across the sea. When our armies unite, we will finally have peace and tranquility across the lands.
”
I need to keep him talking. I’m certain he’s locked my harem in the generator shack, but I doubt he’s going to let me walk over and open the door. The information might be useful, but I need more time to come up with a plan.
“Hey, that sounds like it could be great, but are you sure the prince isn’t going to just take her and run? You don’t really think these hybrids are tough enough to constitute an army, do you? We already destroyed one of the generators. We’ve had no trouble with your hybrid-monsters. I’ll take care of this one, too, once I’m done with you. Then that will be the end of the hybrids, right? The monsters can’t breed on their own, or you wouldn’t need the creepy machines. So, they really aren’t useful as a long-term war weapon, are they?”
With spittle flying from between his clenched teeth, he practically growls his words. “They are not my army, you fool!”
He raises his hands straight out from his sides with his palms facing up until they are shoulder height. “Rise, my army. Obey your master, the great Jargot!”
I jump back when the skeletons all obey his command. “What the fuck? Ooooh. You’re a necromancer. Cool trick.”
I try to make it sound like my heart isn’t pounding and my palms aren’t sweating.
“Ah, the wizard is just mostly an idiot. Well done.”
“So the plan is to have your skeletons amble over to me and bash me with their bones?”
Jargot’s smile doesn’t meet his eyes, which are glowing a creepy shade of purple. “Something like that.”
The skeletons are shuffling in place, awaiting their next command. None of them appear to be capable of moving very quickly, at least. If they get me cornered, I’m screwed for sure, but in a pinch, I should be able to outrun them with a little careful kiting to buy myself time.
“What’s to stop me from just blasting you with a bunch of fireballs before your undead can tear me limb from limb?”
He lifts a tiny rodent skull that dangles from a chain around his neck. “I’m warded against fire, fool. I’ve watched you from the shadows since you entered the Cursed Woods. You’re a one-trick pony.”
The fact that he’s not wrong bothers me. My inability to learn any other magic will be the undoing of myself and the women who have fought by my side.
