The Easily Defeated Hero's Monster Girl Adventure

by Amanda Clover

  “You know you want it, little boy,” croaks Toad mockingly. “Taste your angel’s sweet cunt, filled with my hot cream.”

  What do you do?

  Turn your head aside

  Lick Theora's filthy cunt

  Roughly fuck them both

  The subservient concubines make your cock stiffen and twitch with each sensual movement. Their bodies are incredible and their exotic eyes seem to plead with you to ravish their bodies. How could you refuse?

  With a growl, you lift Lela into your arms, letting the golden-skinned blonde feel your strength and your lust. Her soft breasts crush against your chest as you thrust your tongue hungrily into her sweet mouth. Efira moans jealously, crawling beside you, and you grab her roughly by her hair, pulling her head back, and kiss her savagely. She moans with delight as you thrust your tongue into her faintly spicy mouth, tasting the flavor of this foreign land on her submissive tongue.

  “I will give you both a turn,” you promise. “I will fuck you until you beg me to relent.”

  “Oh, master, is what we need,” moans Lela in her thick accent, kissing your shoulders and neck as she clings to you.

  “It’s what you deserve,” you laugh, reaching down to slap and roughly squeeze her ample ass. You kiss Efira sloppily on the lips, holding her head and forcing the kiss as your hand wantonly fondles Lela’s body. The two women are left gasping and at your mercy.

  You pick Lela up in your arms, rising to your feet and kissing her as she wraps her shapely legs around your waist. You turn with her cradled by your strong hands and drop her into the cushions, laughing as she cries out in surprise. Efira, kneeling beside Lela, looks up at you expectantly.

  “Suck it,” you command, turning towards her and thrusting the bulge in your trousers at her face.

  “Yes, master,” gasps Efira as you pull her head against the mound in your pants. She quickly gets her hands up and unbuttons your trousers, fishing out your hard cock and sucking it with a skill and enthusiasm that could only be the result of a great deal of practice. She bobs down, taking you into her throat with only the faintest spasm of a gag reflex. She handles very inch of your cock, slurping you into her silky throat over and over again. Tears of effort well in her honey-brown eyes.

  Lela looks up from among the cushions, her thighs parted and her fingers rubbing at her blushing cunt as her plump breasts heave with her excitement. The more Efira sucks, the more you want to plunder Lela’s pink pussy. Finally, you push Efira away, forcing a gasp of surprise from her as you push her down into the cushions. You climb between Lela’s thighs without hesitation, forcing her legs up and feeding your hard wet cock into her steamy pussy.

  “Ohhhhh, master,” she cries, twisting her head against the pillows. “Cock is so big!”

  “Your pussy is tight for a concubine,” you grunt, forcing in every inch, feeling her pussy clench, and sliding back out until only the fat head of your cock remains inside her. You slam it back in, burying every inch in her tender pussy and making her tits jiggle. You grab one roughly in your hand, leaning over her and quieting her cries with a forceful kiss as you squeeze her breast and roll her nipple with your fingers.

  You fuck faster and harder into Lela’s tight pussy and push up off her into an upright position. You motion for Efira and she crawls beside her sister concubine.

  “Sit on her face,” you growl at Efira. “Let her pleasure your cunt and make you ready for your turn on the end of my cock.”

  “Oh, yes, master,” croons Efira. Lela giggles with excitement and reaches up to help Efira settle her plush rear atop Lela’s face. Efira squats, so she is not completely smothering her sister concubine, and you can just see Lela’s tongue begin flicking at the folds of Efira’s dusky pussy. Efira moans loudly and begins to roll her hips and eagerly use Lela’s face for her pleasure.

  You resume your thrusts, fucking so hard into the shapely concubine that you can watch the ripples of each impact travel from her ample hips to her jiggling breasts. Lela’s wails of pleasure are muffled by Efira’s ass. You beckon to Efira and she leans close enough for you to grab her dark, silky hair and pull her roughly into a kiss. You thrust your tongue into her mouth, kissing away her cries of ecstasy as Lela services her pussy and burying your swollen cock in the hot velvet of Lela’s cunt.

  “MMMmMMM!” You shout with pleasure into the mouth of the eager concubine as your cock swells. You pull back from the kiss just enough to gasp, “Cumming!”

  Your cock pumps your hot seed deep into the slippery channel of Lela’s pussy. Your kiss with Efira rides the intensity of your pleasure, peaking as you empty your seed into Lela’s hot, squeezing cunt, and then pulling back from that kiss as the last, faint tremors convulse your shaft. You pull your cock slowly out of Lela’s pussy and watch by the moonlight as the silvery flow of your cum spills from her freshly-fucked folds.

  “Clean her,” you command Efira and the raven-haired concubine falls across Lela’s body and begins to lick her creamy pussy. You recline among the cushions, enjoying the lewd show as your cock recovers from your orgasm. Both concubines seem to cum more than once as they embrace and writhe on the cushions at your feet, the hot scent of sex thick in the air and their bodies glistening with sweat.

  This lewd performance causes your cock to stiffen and you rise to your feet and grip your shaft at its base. The two concubines, flushed with pleasure, look up expectantly at you.

  “Efira,” you command, “on your hands and knees. I will take you from behind.”

  Efira crawls off of Lela and positions herself on her hands and knees with her round, onion-shaped ass pointed in your direction. You slide forward and smack your cock heavily against your golden cheeks, watching them ripple and jiggle with each thump of your hardness. Lela crawls alongside to watch and you grab her by her blonde hair and force your cock into her mouth, stroking several times and gagging her before pulling out.

  You shove Lela’s head away, steady yourself on Efira’s plump rear, and thrust your cock between her cheeks to plunge into her wrinkled anus. She cries out as your spit-lubed cock plunges past her ring and into the hot tunnel of her ass, filling her with every inch of surging manhood. You plunge in and out of her as she wails with the discomfort of your rough strokes. Her heavy breasts swing beneath her and your hips spank loudly against her ass.

  “Yes, take it,” you hiss through clenched teeth, your pleasure rising quickly in the tight squeeze of the concubine’s ass. “You want it don’t you? Beg for it!”

  “Please, m-master,” cries Efira, obviously struggling against her discomfort. “Please, fuck ass. Fill with your… ooooOoooh… your seed.”

  “Come here, Lela!” You bark and grab the blonde’s head again, pulling your cock from Efira’s ass and roughly fucking it into Lela’s mouth. She gags loudly, tears streaming from her eyes and mucus coating your cock in strands as you pull your cock from her mouth. You plunge it immediately back into Efira’s ass, fucking her harder and faster, but with more lubrication.

  Your grip tightens on Efira’s ass, spreading it, watching her stretched star devour your cock with every rough stroke. You can feel it twitching hungrily. It wants your cum even as EFira is begging, “Please, master, please, cum… oooh… cum into ass!”

  “Take itttttt!” You roar, plunging into Efira’s jiggling ass with deep, powerful strokes, feeling her tighten around your cock and then exploding deep inside her ass. Your cock throbs powerfully with pleasure as you pump your hot seed deep into the concubine’s bowels. You pull your cock slowly out of her ass, finishing with your last few spurts into her crack and covering her slowly cinching asshole. You grab Lela again and mash her face into Efira’s cum-smeared crack, laughing, “Your turn to clean up.”

  It is only the beginning of your exhausting night with the concubines. You fuck them in positions ranging from the acrobatic to the brutal, holding them upside down, bending their legs back behind their heads, or standing them and fucking them upright while the other co
ncubine tongues your balls. You are drenched with sweat, muscles aching, but even as you collapse into the pillows you demand they serve you with their mouths and tongues.

  You slip off to sleep, content in the feeling of being a true harem master.

  You slip into a deep sleep to the warm, relaxing sensation of Lela sucking you for the tenth time, your body drenched in sweat and a smile fixed on your face. You feel yourself cumming and you are not sure whether it is a dream or really happening.

  You are alone when you are awakened by a nudge from Kahad’s boot.

  “Dress,” he commands and tosses you your desert robes. “Caravan wait.”

  You pull on your clothes. You spy the concubines eating a breakfast. You wave to them and they do not even acknowledge your presence. You frown, about to walk over and force the issue, Kahad gives you a shove. The hulking warrior marches you through the curtain and into the sandstone hall of the fortress, where you are met by Theora.

  “I hope you enjoyed your evening,” she says with the slightest hint of acid. “Did you sleep well?”

  “I took what I wanted from them,” you say and almost immediately feel embarrassed about your boast as you see the accusing look in Theora’s silvery-blue eyes. “I was, I mean, um, it was good.”

  “Good. It is time for us to depart.”

  Theora leads you through the sandstone corridors of Toad’s fortress and out to the waiting caravan.

  Various traders from Toad’s operation have gathered more than a dozen lowing sand shufflers. The hump-backed reptiles have wide shoulders and four thick legs. Their backs are draped with woven saddles and hung with baskets and bags containing goods for trade in Kazadar. Theora walks with you to the front of the caravan and pats the back of the sand shuffler.

  “This one is yours,” she says. “I’ll take the one behind. Saleen is taking the lead.”

  You look up at the sand shuffler at the very front of the caravan. The diminutive warrior woman is wrapped from head to toe in layers of light tan cloth. She pulls the cloth down from her nose and mouth and smiles.

  “Good morning to you, Lucas,” she says and adds a wink. “Are you ready to see the splendors of the Sea of Sand?”

  “No,” you say, miserably, struggling onto the back of your sand shuffler.

  “It is a long journey to Kazadar,” says Saleen. “Perhaps we will become friends.”

  Gripping the woven reins of the sand shuffler, you find Saleen’s optimism very misplaced. The warrior woman clucks and her beast rises higher from the sandy ground and sets out from the courtyard. You try to imitate the sound she made and your beast rises and nearly knocks you from its back. Clinging to the meaty hump of the sand crawler, you embark on your journey to Kazadar.

  CONTINUE >

  The answer is four

  “It’s a trick,” you say. “Your riddle said I take four gold coins, so the answer is four.”

  “That… that is correct,” she hisses, her face contorting monstrously with her anger. “You cheated! Someone told you the answer!”

  “What?” You stumble away from her.

  “Yes! You cheated. The angel told you.” She looks at Theora with hatred, giving you a chance to scoop up your sword. When her attention turns back to you, her eyes seem to glow with anger. “I will eat you both for your insolence. It’s the only way to—“

  Your swing catches her in the neck and would have decapitated her cleanly, despite the fact that Yasmeen’s neck is as thick as a tree trunk. Instead, there is a blinding flash of light as you defeat the lamia. The pink crystal in the grip of the Holy Sword of Veleda pulses as it captures Yasmeen in the Crystal Sanctum.

  You’ve done it. You can hardly believe it, but you have defeated the giant lamia. Of course, you still do not know the answer to how to reach Chthona, but the cruel vampiress Izabella became helpful when you defeated her. Yasmeen will hopefully be similarly tamed.

  Theora groans on the floor beside you and begins to push herself up onto her hands and knees. You hurry to her side and kneel down next to her.

  “Did you… did you do it?” Theora croaks.

  “I defeated her,” you say and help Theora to her feet. “Yasmeen is trapped inside the sword with the others.”

  CONTINUE >

  Visit with Theora the angel of Veleda

  “Take me to Theora,” you say. “She invited me to join her here. I think I should take her up on that offer.”

  “Of course, master,” says Hina. “She is in her room.”

  You follow the golem into the upper levels of the palace. Theora has evidently moved her quarters to one of the turrets, which Hina assures you offers a panoramic view of the grounds reaching all the way to the boundary.

  “The boundary with what?” You ask.

  “The bubble containing this dimension,” explains Hina. “The world visible beyond that membrane is purely illusory.”

  The thought that you are floating around in a magical soap bubble raises some existential questions about the reality surrounding the palace. You arrive at the door to Theora’s room before you have a chance to properly distill your curiosity into a question for Hina.

  You feel oddly nervous. You have spent most of the last few weeks in close proximity with Theora and yet your feelings for the angel have become complicated. You take a deep breath and knock on the door.

  “Come in,” you hear Theora faintly call through the door.

  You step inside and find her largely empty room flooded with light from the panoramic windows. The view is truly glorious in every direction. Theora is standing on one of four walled balconies opening out from the central apartment. The view looks out over the northern walls and gardens of the palace all the way to the sandy beach and the sea that stretches out to the permanent russet sunset.

  You step out onto the balcony beside the beautiful angel. Her golden hair and the fluffy white feathers of her wings flutter gently in the pleasant breeze.

  “Lucas, I am glad you came to see me,” she says without looking in your direction. “I… I fear that I have grown too close to you. It is jeopardizing the mission.”

  You put your hand on her shoulder and say, “We are attracted to each other. We feel something more than camaraderie. I feel it too. There is nothing wrong with it.”

  She shrugs off your touch and says, sternly, “There is everything wrong with attraction between us. When we face the Succubus Queen, you may be called upon to sacrifice everything, including me. You must not allow sentimentality to get in the way of your victory over her evil.”

  “I will beat her, Theora,” you say, steel in your tone. “I will not let her hurt you or anyone else.”

  You embrace her and kiss her. She stiffens in your arm, resisting for a moment before parting her lips and sharing the warm sweetness of her mouth with your tongue. She embraces you in turn, the kiss growing more passionate as her hands caress your muscular body.

  “Oh, Lucas,” she sighs against your lips. “You are not like the other men. You are fearless and strong. You are… ohhhh…”

  You kiss her neck and gently strip the gossamer gown from her alabaster shoulders. She holds you against her as you embrace her breasts, kissing them and nuzzling your face against them. She yelps with pleasure as you suck at her plump nipples and peel her gown lower, over her shapely hips, to reveal her gold thatched quim and the pink blush of her folds. You sink down to your knees, parting her thighs and inhaling her sweet scent.

  The wind picks up from the sea, bringing with it that pleasant, salty air as you. A lock of Theora’s silky golden hair plays over her heaving breasts as you begin to pleasure her with your fingers and tongue. You slip two digits into the hot velvet of her cunt and drive your tongue against the bud of her clit. You savor her scent and the sweetness of her nectar as it spills over your tongue. She rolls her hips, holding you gently between her thighs and smearing her juices over your nose and down to your chin.

  “Ahhhhh, Lucas,” she gasps, her wings opening wi
de, “You have a knack for… for… that thing you are doing with your… oooooohh… with your tongue! YESSSS!”

  She throws back her head and wails with pleasure as holy radiance bursts in a halo around her golden-haired head. Her wings open so wide they blot out the glow of the false sun and shade you from the light. Her thighs tense and her juices flow freely as you suck at her clit and work your fingers in and out of her clutching cunt. Her last tremors of pleasure recede and you slip your fingers from the depths of her pussy. You give her kiss a few more licks before lifting your face from between her heavenly thighs.

  You expect her to help you to your feet, but instead, Theora sinks down to her knees with you and plants an eager kiss to your lips. Her tongue is hot and adventurous and she seems hungry for the sweetness of her nectar. You embrace her tightly, stroking her back from her wings down to the roundness of her ass, which you cradle and squeeze.

  “I want to ride you,” she gasps against your lips. “I want to ride you until you cum inside me.”

  “Yes,” you moan, greedy for more of her lips as she guides you onto your back on the balcony.

  A smile is fixed on your face as Theora steps astride your hips and turns her back on you. She slowly squats down over your cock, giving you a view of the shapely globes of her bottom and her pink pussy peaking out form the gold of her cunt. She grabs hold of your manhood, looking at you over her shoulder as she settles the exquisite heat of her pussy down onto your cock. She rides it down to your root and sits atop your manhood, squeezing your cock with inner muscles that caress you like a silken hand.

  “Oh, goddess, you are beautiful,” you say, gently holding her hips as she begins to ride up and down your cock. She spreads her wings to add to her balance and arches her back to thrust her soft ass down onto your cock, her slippery pussy swallowing your swollen length again and again. She makes a half-turn of her upper body, bracing one hand on your leg and treating to a view of her right breast as it bounces with the motion of her hips.