by A. J. Markam
“I basically got waterboarded with it for a couple of hours.”
“HOLY SHIT,” he said, obviously distressed. “Oh my God – I am so sorry – that was – oh jeez, that was supposed to be a threat he made, not a real thing – I am SO sorry – ”
“It’s alright, it’s alright,” I said, putting my hands out. “I had my sensory levels down to 10%, so it was bearable. But you might wanna take care of it for the beta testers.”
“Yes, oh my God, I am so sorry. I’ll remove that right away.”
“Sounds good.” I jerked my thumb back towards the hallway. “Well, I’ve actually got to get back – they’re all celebrating without me.”
“Cool. Go have fun, man.”
“Nice meeting you.”
“You too.”
I started to leave, then paused and turned back. “Hey – do you know who wrote the Hark Silo character and that whole Star Wars parody thing?”
One of the donut table guys raised his hand, a big hippy dude who looked like Erlich Bachman on Silicon Valley. He was also the nerd who had been cracking jokes at Satish’s expense.
“Uh, that would be me,” he said smugly.
I jabbed the Finger of Doom at him.
“LAZY WRITING!” I barked, then left the room.
22
When I logged back in, the celebration was still going full swing.
As I walked through the hall, the first person I came across was Eluun. She looked startled when she saw me.
“Oh – I was afraid you might have left.”
“No, I just had to step away for a little while.”
She forced a smile. “I just want to say again that I am so very sorry for what I did. I – ”
“You don’t have to keep apologizing. You came through when we needed you. That’s all that matters.”
“Yes, well… you are very kind. If there’s anything I can do to make it up to you – besides the ship – please let me know. I shall forever be in your debt.”
I stood there thinking.
Should I do it?
…why not?
“Actually, there is a favor I’d like to ask you,” I said. I was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so I leaned over and whispered in her ear.
When I pulled back, she was blushing a deep blue and her eyes were wide.
I panicked a little. “I didn’t mean to offend you – ”
“You didn’t,” she reassured me. “It would be an honor to do what you ask. In fact, it seems more like an undeserved reward than a favor. But… are you sure?”
“Well, we’ll know in a few minutes.”
She nodded, then told me where to go to make the surprise happen. I thanked her, smiled, and then left the hallway and entered the main room.
A dozen or so frost elves waylaid me next. From the low-cut necks of their robes and all the skin they were showing, I was guessing they were Sexuals.
Exa was with them. She slinked up right up to me and ran her fingertips down my chest. “Ian, you were so brave when you fought Saykir.”
“Thank you – although, really, everybody was brave. Thanks for your help,” I said to the group.
My suspicion about them being Sexuals was confirmed when most of them didn’t look up from my crotch.
“You know,” Exa giggled, “I kept telling everyone about how well-endowed you are, and nobody would believe me. Then everybody saw for themselves during the battle. I was wondering… could you come with us and show my friends… in person?”
Whoa.
“Oh my Goddess,” one of the elves moaned excitedly, “it’s getting bigger.”
“I can see it!” another one cried, then bit her lip.
It was true. It was definitely getting bigger.
I frowned. “What you saw during the battle was an illusion – you know that, right? It’s not that big.”
“Oh yes it is,” Exa said smugly to the rest of the group.
They started pressing in on me, their hands rubbing my thighs, and several of them actually grabbed my junk through my pants.
“Please, Ian,” they moaned.
“Please show us – ”
“I want to see it – ”
“Can I play with it, Ian?”
“I gotta go, I got a girlfriend,” I said as I hurriedly extricated myself from the group and ran across the hall.
When I got back to the table, Alaria was lounging in my chair, legs curled lazily over the armrests, throwing grapes up in the air and catching them in her mouth. Dorp was still meditating with the ball gag. Stig was nowhere to be seen.
Alaria grinned as I walked up. “I see you’ve got a fan club going.”
I blushed. “You saw that?”
“Kind of hard not to.” She smirked suggestively. “You can take advantage of it, you know. If you want to.”
I looked back at the group of Sexuals, who were standing over at the edge of the hall. They all waved coquettishly when they saw me looking at them.
As hot as it was, it was still a little freaky.
I looked back at Alaria. “I don’t think so. It’s a little weird when people are after you for just one part of your body.”
“Tell me about it,” Alaria said, deadpan, then glanced down at her chest. “Although in my case it’s two.”
Then she looked up in the air as though pondering something.
“Well… there’s also the obvious part they’re after, so I guess that’s three.”
Then she looked over her shoulder at her ass.
“Make it four.”
“Now you’re just bragging,” I said.
She grinned. “Just a little.”
“You know, there’s one thing I regret not doing when I… well, when you walked in on me during the… you know.”
“Not inviting me to join in?”
“If we’d had more time, yeah. But I wish there had been mirrors. I would have loved to see what it all looked like.”
What I really would have loved was a private video feed recording everything. Me having group sex with four hot women? No matter how much I was in love with Alaria, that would have been spank material for the ages.
Alaria frowned. “Why didn’t you just cast that spell you use to spy on stuff?”
I stared at her for a second – and then almost slapped my forehead in exasperation.
The All-Seeing Eye!
I could have had full-on ‘porno vision’ of everything going on around me.
Dammit.
“You’re brilliant, you know that?” I said.
She popped another grape in her mouth. “I try.”
I looked around. “Where’s Stig?”
Alaria gestured with her head down at the floor.
“Stig, are you alright?” I asked, even though I couldn’t see him.
A drunken voice wafted up from under the table.
“…yesh bosh… hic…”
“You need anything?”
“…you could… pash down annuder bottle… hic…”
“I think we need to cut you off – hey!” I said indignantly as Alaria took one of the nearest wine bottles and slipped it under the table.
“Let him have his fun,” Alaria said. “He did save our lives.”
“…thanksh, lady… hic…”
I offered her my hand. “Why don’t we leave the drunk imp here and go have some fun of our own?”
She raised an eyebrow and smiled, then took my hand and stood up. “I do believe I’ll take you up on your offer, sir. You sure you don’t want to invite a couple of your female admirers along?”
“Is that something you’d want?” I asked as I put my hand on the small of her back and guided her away from the hall.
“It could be fun,” she purred. She draped her arm around my shoulders and ran her fingers through my hair. “But… I want to be with you, so if you don’t want to do it, that’s fine.”
“Maybe some other time,” I said as we walked down a hallway. “Tonight I have so
mething else in mind.”
“Oooooh, what?”
I opened a door and ushered her into a sumptuous room with a canopy bed.
Eluun was standing there waiting, her cheeks blushing dark blue and her nipples poking hard and firm through the front of her robe.
Alaria stopped in shock, then looked back at me.
I smiled at her as I closed the door and locked it. “You okay with this?”
“Oh HELL yes,” she said breathily, then kissed me hard on the mouth. Then she walked over to Eluun.
Eluun whispered, “Alaria, I… I wanted to – ”
Alaria put a finger on her mouth to stop her from speaking, then kissed her gently on the mouth, almost caressing Eluun’s lips with her own.
There were so many beautiful contrasts: Eluun’s thinner body pressing up against Alaria’s voluptuous curves. The icy blue of Eluun’s skin and the fiery red of Alaria’s. Eluun’s silk robes and relative modesty next to Alaria’s near nudity.
As they kissed, their hands begin to roam each other’s bodies. First they lightly touched each other’s waists, then slowly sought out other curves. Alaria’s hands reached down and sensuously cupped Eluun’s ass, and Eluun let her hands rove up to Alaria’s chest, where she caressed the upper swells of her breasts.
I just stood there watching, my erection growing harder and harder. Finally – rather than being a passive participant – I decided I was going to get in on this myself.
As soon as I raised my sensory levels back up to 100%, I stepped forward and begin to touch both of them. My right hand traced down Eluun’s back, and my other hand gently stroked Alaria’s wings.
Alaria moaned into Eluun’s mouth and the high priestess smiled. Then both women began kissing me and pressing their bodies against mine.
Oh my God, this was heaven. I tasted Eluun’s nectar-like sweetness, then savored the hint of cinnamon on Alaria’s tongue. Then we all met in a three-way kiss, the women’s lips seeking out mine at the same time.
Then the clothing began to come off, piece by piece.
Eluun put her fingers in Alaria’s thong and slowly tugged it down past her thighs. I undid the catch on her bra, and the leather cups fell away from her crimson breasts. Her areolas were still smooth, but her nipples were hard and pointy, so I knew she was getting turned on.
I crouched down on one side of Alaria, Eluun knelt down on the other side, and we both pulled off her thigh-high boots. Within 60 seconds Alaria went from clothed – or as clothed as she ever gets – to completely naked.
We kissed our ways back up her thighs, her belly, her arms, and let our fingertips softly roam across her breasts and ass.
Alaria slowly moved the neck of Eluun’s robe off to one side, exposing first one blue shoulder, then both. As they gazed into each other’s eyes, Alaria pulled the robe down further until Eluun’s cleavage was revealed. Then Alaria put one finger between Eluun’s breasts and pulled slowly… the robe sliding down centimeter by centimeter…
I stood there hypnotized, just staring at Eluun’s breasts as the robe exposed the edge of her areolas, an almost royal blue against the sky blue of her skin.
Then the robe pulled past her erect nipples, slipped completely off her breasts, and fluttered to the floor, revealed her body in one fell swoop.
Jesus she was hot. Smaller breasts than Alaria’s, but still a large D cup, maybe even double D’s, firm and shapely. A thin waist with narrower hips than Alaria’s, but she had a surprisingly luscious, round ass for such a thin frame. And she had a curly tangle of white hair between her toned thighs.
Alaria leaned in towards Eluun. I watched as her dark red nipples brushed against Eluun’s dark blue ones, then as Alaria’s larger breasts slid across Eluun’s until both of their chests were pressing firmly together.
GOD I wanted to jerk off to that sight so badly.
Eluun shivered as my succubus whispered in her ear, “I can’t wait to lick every part of your body… but somebody else’s clothes need to come off first.”
Eluun’s eyes flew open and she laughed. “I think you’re right.”
Both women turned towards me – Eluun’s breasts jiggling slightly, Alaria’s breasts swaying heavily side to side.
I was wondering if maybe I had died back there in the battle with Saykir and had gone to heaven.
Eluun helped Alaria lift my shirt over my head, then they both proceeded to take off my boots. Eluun knelt in front of me and began to undo my pants, but paused and stared at the bulge behind the cloth.
She looked up at Alaria with a questioning look like, You’re sure this is okay?
Alaria smiled down at her and nodded.
Eluun licked her lips like she was incredibly thirsty, then pulled down my pants.
I’d been rock-hard for the last 10 minutes, so little Ian sprang out like a Jack-in-the-Box in front of her face.
There was an involuntary gasp from Eluun, and she stared at my member with open-mouthed shock.
“By the Goddess…” she whispered.
That was a reaction I never got tired of.
It certainly wasn’t one I’d ever gotten outside of the Northern Wastes, that was for sure.
“It’s bigger than anything else you’ve ever seen before, yes?” Alaria asked with delight, then winked at me. “Unless we’re counting that over-the-top illusion earlier today.”
“It’s huge,” Eluun whispered, still staring at my erection in awe. “I’m not sure it will fit.”
Alaria grinned. “Oh, don’t worry about that, we’ll make it fit. How about right now?” she asked naughtily, lifting Eluun up to her feet.
“No, not yet,” I said. “I want to try something before we start that.”
Alaria looked at me with an expression like Oh-ho, what have we here?
“Learn some new techniques?” she purred.
“Actually, I did.”
I leaned over and whispered in Eluun’s ear, and the high priestess smiled.
“That sounds like an excellent idea,” she agreed.
Alaria frowned. “What are you two planning? I want to know.”
“You’re about to find out,” I teased as I lightly pushed her backwards.
Alaria collapsed onto the silver furs covering the bed, and her breasts jiggled gorgeously as she sprawled out on her back.
She moaned and writhed against the softness of the furs. She stretched luxuriously, then slid her arms and legs out a couple times like she was making a snow angel. Once she was finished, she looked from me to Eluun. “All right – what perverse, naughty thing do you have planned for me?”
“Nothing perverse. Though hopefully it’ll be very naughty,” I said, and nodded to Eluun.
Eluun knelt on the bed next to Alaria’s chest.
I parted her crimson legs and lay down on the mink-like furs between them.
Alaria looked from me to Eluun, then back again. “What, you’re going to go down on me and she’s going to watch?”
The tone of her voice suggested this wasn’t that big a deal, and we were kind of silly for thinking it was.
“Not exactly,” I smiled. “Do you promise to behave and let us do what we want for a while?”
“Sure, why not,” she said in a bored voice, like a snotty teenager who thinks she knows it all.
“Good,” I said, and lowered my head between her legs.
Rather than lick her, though, I got my lips as close as I could to her skin, but didn’t quite touch her. I let my nose gently brush her thatch of black curls – enough to tickle a couple of hairs, but no more. And I breathed slowly and gently on her lips, on her hood, on her clit, my breath hot and damp and soft as a whisper.
Meanwhile, Eluun had stretched out her fingertips above Alaria’s left nipple, slowly circling it just a few millimeters above it in the air.
At first Alaria seemed confused.
“What are you…”
Then she shifted uncomfortably, moving her hips from side to side.
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��What are you doing?” she asked in a deep, sultry voice – though it wasn’t a put-on. She was getting really turned on. I could tell from the ever-increasing scent of her sex, the heady aroma of cinnamon and vanilla that filled my nostrils.
I edged as close as I possibly could to her clit without actually touching it. My lips were so close that I swore I could feel her wetness in the air molecules between us.
But I still didn’t touch her.
The women shifted so that Eluun was sitting with Alaria’s head in her lap. Eluun used both her hands to circle Alaria’s breasts, just above her nipples, never touching them.
“What is this, some exercise in frustration?” Alaria asked, and I could hear the sexual tension in her voice.
I had wondered if Eluun’s motions would actually turn Alaria on, but now I had visual proof of it: her dark red areolas were small and contracted, and her nipples were fully erect and standing straight up from her breasts.
Meanwhile, my lips were within a millimeter of Alaria’s clit. I could feel the heat radiating off of her.
“Lick it,” Alaria moaned.
“Not yet,” I whispered, and the puff of air made her body twitch.
“Ian, you’re killing me – just lick it,” she begged. “PLEASE.”
“In a minute,” I teased, and kept my lips as close to her as I could.
“You guys,” Alaria whined in a frustrated voice, “this isn’t fair – just do something!”
In answer, I extended the tip of my tongue and barely touched her clit, and then for just a second.
Our contact was so soft that I almost didn’t know whether I had actually touched her or not, except I felt something like a warm, gentle surge of electricity between her tiny red pearl and the tip of my tongue.
“Oh,” Alaria moaned, and her eyes rolled up into her head.
Eluun used her fingertips to gently brush the tips of each of Alaria’s nipples, but only for a brief second.
Alaria moaned again. She arched her back and pushed her breasts in the air, trying to force herself against Eluun’s fingers – but the high priestess raised her hands, denying Alaria what she wanted.
I moved down a little bit, careful not to touch Alaria, and positioned myself so that I could see her lips – swollen with desire, wet with her juices.
