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XxX-Start New Game?-XxX

Near a small mountain village stood a small cottage surrounded by trees. A small clearing was nearby that contained a man-made pond surrounded by rocks. It was a quiet peaceful area that many birds and anima-

“Fucking hold still ya decrepit old fart and let me pound your wrinkly face in!”

…As I was saying. It was a quiet peaceful area that many birds and animals congregated around. The cottage itself was only inhabited by two people, an old man of eastern origins and a younger man that was barely into adulthood. The two were currently in the clearing moving at speeds that most eyes would have trouble following for the old man was a skilled martial artist, one that was currently imparting his skills and knowledge now to a younger generation…by beating it into said generation.

“One would think that a spry boy like you could catch an old man like me. Yet you seem to be moving so slow a snail could outrun you. Ehehehehe.” The old man’s voice had a thick eastern accent yet despite that his knowledge of the local language was superb. It would be surprising to most to see someone of his appearance moving around so fast despite his age. The old man was short, probably only an inch or two above five foot and probably didn’t weigh more than a hundred pounds sopping wet. His face was covered in wrinkles and his skin looked almost like leather. His eyebrows were white and hung down to almost brush his cheeks while his beard and mustache were even longer, reaching almost to his stomach. He had no hair on the top of his head to speak of, whether from the choice of shaving it or his advanced age was unknown however. He wore a Changshan, a type of long eastern shirt that reached down to the ground much like robes would, it was black with the cuffs being white. With hands calmly clasped behind his back he almost nonchalantly observed his young counterpart despite the youth’s fierce attacks. “Yes, much too slow John, much to slow.”

“Damn old man, you won’t be saying that once I punch your teeth down your throat.” Growling the now named John, unleashed a flurry of punches and palm strikes as he tried to tag the old man at least once. John was a young man of only nineteen years, an orphan that the old man had taken in for reasons known only to him. His deep blue eyes seemed to burn with a passion only a hotheaded youth could produce as his slim yet athletic 5’10” frame blurred with movement. Most women would agree he was boyishly handsome, since he got pissed at being called cute, with his short brown hair and neatly trimmed beard and mustache, something he grew to appear older and less cute. A white long-sleeved shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to mid forearm, and a brown leather vest adorned his torso. The shirt was tucked into a pair of brown pants with a thick belt cinched around his waist. A pair of mid-calf high boots rounded off his attire. John was trying not to get frustrated as he continued his barrage on the old man. “All I need is to hit you once and then you gotta teach me one of those techniques of yours. As well as tell me your damn name finally.”

“I no longer require a name young one. One as old as I need no such labels like names. As for hitting me, you’re a hundred years too young to come close to landing a blow.” The old man moved his head at the last possible instant to avoid a right that would have probably broken his face to prove his point. Giving a wide toothy grin to his pupil the old man continued on. “While you possess potential John, you lack discipline. You are much too impulsive and you let your temper get the better of you. If you want to acquire great skills then you must bring your mind, body and soul into harmony with each other and learn to properly focus your chi.”

“Or you could just teach me one of those techniques and I could kick anyone’s ass.”

“Very well then. I shall demonstrate one of my techniques to you. If you pay enough attention to it you may be able to learn it.”

“Really!?”

John really should have realized he was in trouble when the old man’s grin got even wider. It only dawned on him that he was screwed when the old man suddenly was in his personal space, both arms reared back as if to come forward and strike at the same time. Then in an instant both arms did come forward, the right arm over the left with his hands clenched into fists, arranged so his fingers faced each other, striking John’s sternum with explosive force as both chi and physical power sent the young man back several yards. John lay where he landed for several minutes trying to get his breathing back under control from the powerful attack. His vision got darker as a shadow covered his face. Standing above his prone form was the old man, hands once again clasped behind his back as he looked down on his student.

“That John was the Twin Dragon Fist technique. While not the most advanced of my moves, it is still very powerful. If used right it could shatter boulders with just the smallest application of force. If used wrong however your own arms could shatter instead. That will be all for today. If you wish you may go down to the village.” Once done talking the old man headed back towards their small cottage whistling a little tune the entire way. John continued to stare up into the blue sky for several more minutes till finally breaking his silence.

“That was…badass.” A large grin spread across Johns face instantly before he did a kick jump to get back to his feet. Once back to his feet John stretched his arms out and chuckled to himself. “Just you wait old man. I’m gonna learn that technique and then give ya a taste of your own medicine.”

(Scene Break)

“So Ms. Toren, what brings you to the quiet little village of Hedar?” A rather busty older woman asked as she set down a mug of ale in front of the cloaked figure.

“Please call me Melissa ma’am. As for my reason for being here, well I’ve heard rumors of an old magical artifact in a cave nearby so I’ve come to investigate it.” While cloaked the woman’s – Melissa – lush figure was still obvious. Looking at the female innkeeper serving she had to admit the older woman’s figure was almost as voluptuous as her own. The innkeeper’s white, short sleeved blouse left her shoulders bare and revealed a large amount of abundant cleavage and the corset just below her huge breasts seemed to push them up. The long brown skirt that covered her legs was very form fitting, showing off her large shapely ass, and her high-heeled boots only added to the effect. Looking up into the woman’s face Melissa had to admit as well that despite probably being over forty she was still every bit as beautiful as someone half her age. Her strawberry blonde hair was gathered into a bun at her neck and her kind looking blue eyes seemed to draw a person in. “I was hoping someone in the village would by chance be able to lead me to the cave. Would you know of anyone that could help me?”

“Let’s see, there’s really only one cave close to the village but most everyone stays away from it.”

“Why’s that?” Melissa wondered.

“Oh you know, rumors of being haunted, dark rituals preformed there centuries past, portals to the Netherworld appearing. Those kinds of things.” Crossing her arms underneath her abundant breasts the innkeeper seemed to debate with herself for a bit. “There is one person that could probably lead you there however.”

“Really,” Melissa perked up at learning she may be able to find what she’s looking for. “Would you be able to introdu-” Melissa was interrupted by the door of the inn crashing open.

“Hey Katherine, your favorite person in the whole wide world has finally arrived.” Both women looked up and saw John standing in the doorway leading into the inn. Dirt, sweat, and a small amount of blood covered him from his earlier spar with the old man. The now named innkeeper Katherine’s eyes widened upon seeing Johns appearance.

“By the Gods, what happened to you John?” Quickly rushing over to him Katherine began to fuss over the young man like a mother hen. “You’re a mess. It looks like you rolled in the dirt for a few hours and…is that blood coming from your mouth!?”

“Hehe, just a little bit. The Old Man thought I was being a little uppity so he decided to teach me a lesson by knocking my ass back a couple yards or so.” Absently rotating his left shoulder John spotted the cloaked figure seated at the nearby table. “Who’s that and are they crazy for coming to this tiny ass village?”

“John, be nice.” Smacking John on the arm Katherine then turned to Melissa. “I apologize for John’s behavior. He’s actually a good kid, just…rough around the edges.”

“Perfectly alright, boys will be boys after all.” Melissa couldn’t help but laugh at the situation. “As for why I’m here young man…well I’m searching for something and my search has led me here.”

“What you’re searching for must not be too valuable or you got some shitty information.” John replied with a chuckle, which was quickly wiped away as Katherine smacked him upside the head.

“John!” Giving John a cross look Katherine addressed Melissa with an apologetic look on her face. “I’m really sorry but can you excuse us. I need to get this idiot cleaned up and have a bit of a ‘discussion’ with him.” The look she gave John made him laugh nervously.

“Sure, take your time, I’m not going anywhere.”

Smiling and nodding in thanks of Melissa’s understanding Katherine grabbed a hold of John’s vest and dragged him to the kitchen in back. With how slow business was due to how early it was Katherine was the only one working at the inn so the kitchen was empty. Pushing John so he was leaned against one of the counters Katherine grabbed a wash cloth and filled a pan with water from a nearby barrel. Walking back over to him she dipped the cloth in the water and started to clean the young man’s face.

“That old man needs to learn not to be so hard on you. It seems like every time I see you now a days you’re hurt to some degree or another.” As she was washing John’s face of the dirt and blood covering it Katherine notice the young mans eyes drifting to her cleavage. She was beginning to wonder if he got so dirty before seeing her just so he could get close enough to ogle her like this.

“It ain’t so bad, he says getting hit as hard as he hits me will strengthen my body so it’s harder to hurt me, he calls it iron body training or something.” With Katherine so close that her breasts were pressing against him John couldn’t help but start to get a hard on. John grabbed a hold of Katherine’s hips and pressed them against his own so his cock was grinding into her. The way she shuddered was all he needed to know it was affecting her to.

“I don’t care if it is a type of training; you still shouldn’t have to deal with getting thrown around like that.” Moving from his face Katherine removed John’s vest and shirt and started to wash his chest, it was also an excuse for her to admire his athletic form. Before she got too distracted though she needed to talk to him about something else. “But we can worry about that latter. You need to learn to be a bit more respectful.”

“What do ya mean?” John’s hands had moved around her waist so he was now cupping and squeezing her plump ass.

“You can’t call someone crazy when you don’t even know them; it’s disrespectful and bad manners.” Katherine’s hands had moved from washing John’s chest to unbuckling his belt and working his pants off. While Katherine was working on his pants John had moved his hands up to cup and squeeze her huge tits, then to get better access to the large jugs John pulled down the very low cut blouse so they popped out. Once she had John’s pants undone Katherine pulled back and pulled her skirt up enough so she could pull off her panties. “I mean what would happen if Ms. Melissa left and told others how rude and disrespectful the people of our village are due to your attitude.”

“Oh come on, you’re over thinking this Kat.” John watched Katherine’s tits bounce and jiggle as she walked up to the counter next to him before bending over it and hiking up her skirt so her big round ass was presented. John quickly sidled up behind her and let his pants fall to his ankles, this let his hard thirteen inch cock spring up to nestle against Katherine’s pussy. Katherine shuddered when she felt his huge shaft touch her pussy, despite John fucking her on many occasions the size of his cock still intimidated her a bit. “Besides, maybe she’ll tell others how nice the village is from dealing with you.”

“Heh, flatterer.” Katherine sighed in pleasure when John started rubbing his bulbous cock head against her soaked twat before fitting the large head in. Katherine braced herself for what she knew was coming as not a second after she did John thrust forward shoving about half his wrist thick shaft into her. “Oh fuck, no matter how many times you shove that monster into me I never get tired of it.”

“Now, who’s the flatterer?” John waited a few seconds after shoving into Katherine’s tight warm pussy so she could adjust to his size; it had been nearly a month since they’d last fucked after all. When he was sure Katherine was ready John started pumping his cock into her quickly working in the entire shaft, Katherine had to grab the clothe she used to clean John off and bite down on it to stifle her scream of pleasure when John punched though her womb. “It’s been way to long since I got to fuck you so I’m going to enjoy this Kat.”

“Well you can’t take too long fucking me; Ms. Melissa is waiting out in the common room after all.” Katherine felt her stomach bulge slightly from the large intruder in her cunnie.

“Why exactly is she here in Hedar anyways?” John got a good grip on Katherine’s wide hips and started fucking her with fast powerful strokes, drawing nine inches out before thrusting back in. John loved the feeling of fucking the older woman’s cunt, even after getting stretched out by his huge prick she was still unbelievable tight. The sight of Katherine’s plump ass meat jiggling with each impact of his hips against her sexy rump always made John fuck her hard, and today was no exception, as the speed of his thrusts picked up.

“Oh that’s it John, fuck my pussy, destroy my little pussy with that young cock!” Katherine quickly felt an orgasm coming as the young martial artist pummeled her womb. She wished that Melissa wasn’t in the common room so she could enjoy John fucking her for several hours. “Oh shit…she’s here to look for an artifact she believes is in a cave close to the village.”

“You don’t mean the one that’s supposed to have rabid bunnies attack you if you get anywhere near it do you?” John felt Katherine’s pussy suddenly tighten up before she started convulsing in orgasm. John let go of her hips and leaned forward, then reaching underneath the cumming woman grabbed her huge tits and used them as handholds before fucking her even harder pushing her hips into the counter now with each thrust. “Damn, don’t think I’m going to last much longer Kat, been to long since I got to fuck you.”

“Go ahead honey; fuck that big load of cum into me!” John took her words to heart as his thrusts got shorter and harder as he felt close to cumming. Despite that however he fucked her for a good bit longer before he reached the end of his rope. Katherine’s eyes widened before they rolled back into her head as John’s cock expanded deep in her womb before a large flood of cum burst into her. Blast after blast of thick gooey jizz filled her hungry womb as John continued to thrust into her, making her cum again. Katherine felt her stomach swell slightly from how much of John’s cum was poured into her cunt, some of the excess spill out of her stretched pink lips. Once both of them stopped cumming they took a few minutes to calm down before John pulled out of Katherine’s nicely fucked twat. As they started cleaning themselves up and rearranging their clothes Katherine looked at John. “Yes, the supposedly cursed cave is the one she’s probably looking for; she also wants a guide to lead her there.”

“…You’re gonna volunteer me, aren’t ya?” John replied lazily.

“Well you do know the area the best seeing as how you’re one of the few people who believe all the stories of the cave are…how’d you put it ‘a huge load of bullshit so deep a giant would drown in it’.” Katherine grinned at John before looking down at her slightly bloated belly. “How much cum did you pump into me?”

“What, I haven’t gotten off since the last time I fucked ya so I had a lot saved up.” John looked at Katherine’s stomach and had to think of some disturbing things not to get hard again. Katherine noticed John's look and sighed. “Seeing me like this is turning you on, isn’t it?”

“Kinda.” John admitted.

(Scene Break)

Melissa was beginning to wonder what was taking Katherine so long to clean up that cute teenager. They had to be in there for nearly half an hour already, he wasn’t that dirty. Finally after a few more minutes of waiting both Katherine and John came back out into the common room, Katherine looked to be walking a bit funny though.

“Sorry that took so long Ms. Melissa.” Turning to look at John she gestured towards the young man. “John knows the area that you were referring to rather well and is the perfect person to lead you there.”

“I still haven’t agreed to this Katherine.”

“I’d be most grateful if you would take me to the cave.” Melissa choose that moment to stand up and remove the cloak that obscured her features, the look on John’s face was priceless. A pair of beautiful grey eyes stared at him from a lovely face that was framed by very long wavy red hair. Her full lips were crooked in a kind of half smile as she noticed John unabashedly stare at her body. Melissa’s outfit was designed to show off her voluptuous form to maximum effect; it was black and reached from her breasts down to her ankles. It was cut so on each side of her legs so the long sleek limbs were on display up to just below her hips. On her torso a good bit of the front was removed down to a little past her navel, leaving her stomach and the inner slopes of her tits on display. Her shoulders were left completely bare and the tops of her breasts were visible, if her dress was cut any lower her nipples would probably be on display. Covering her legs were a pair of black boots that went to about mid-thigh and her arms were covered in detached sleeves that went nearly to her shoulders and hooked onto her middle fingers. “After all I’d be sure to pay you quite handsomely for your assistance.”

“I’ll do it!” Melissa had barely gotten the last syllable out before John shouted out his agreement to help her. John sheepishly cleared his throat and straightened his posture, seeming more professional. “I mean… I’ll be happy to lead you to the cave which you seek.” He said diplomatically.

Melissa couldn’t help but giggle at John’s outburst then his trying to sound more professional. Katherine just face palmed and sighed at the young man’s behavior.

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“So John, why exactly is this cave believed to be haunted anyways?” It'd been a little over an hour since John had agreed to take Melissa to the cave and they were now, from what John's experience was telling him, just about halfway there. Melissa was walking closely behind John as they walked up the trail they were on, making sure to step where he stepped and nowhere else. She had to admit with the angle she had the boy had a nice ass… ‘Bad Melissa, focus on finding the artifact. You can ogle the guide later.’ Her face didn't reveal her lewd thoughts at all as she said out loud, “Have there been disappearances in the past or anything of the like?”

“Not that I’m aware of. Think people believe it's haunted just 'cause it’s an old creepy cave.” John was keeping a close eye on the rocky path he and Melissa were walking. Since it was barely traveled the area was somewhat treacherous, the wrong step could get your leg broken. Turning his head to see how Melissa was doing John did his best to keep his eyes from wandering. Even with his eyes firmly glued to her face he still noted some sweat dripping into her cleavage from the corner of his eye… before he could even think to stop it his mouth opened to offer to wipe off the sweat. Thankfully, he caught himself and said something different before he said something that would make her light him on fire, or use some other kind of magically harmful spell. “Granted there's some strange door that prevents anyone from going too far inside. It’s got some really strange symbols on it, so that could be another reason people think it’s haunted, or cursed, or any of the other million rumors going on about it.”

“Interesting, there just may be something to the rumors of an ancient magical artifact hidden in the cave after all.” The thought of finding some old and powerful magical tome was beginning to make her giddy with excitement. “So can you tell me about these symbols? Were they runes, ancient script, or maybe some type of magical or alchemical formula? Oh the possibilities.” She whispered the last three words to herself, her breathing increasing minutely in her excitable state.

“No clue, just looked like chicken scratch to me and….and are you all right? You’re kinda breathing real heavy.” The only reason John noticed that was because, once again…huge boobs. She could be wearing an enchanted necklace spelled to make neon lights announcing she was breathing heavy and be less subtle about it really.

“Huh, oh, yes I’m fine just a little excited at the thought of what might be in the cave.” Melissa quickly got her body under control and silently cursed another one of her many turn-ons. “You don’t seem too worried about the cave. From what Miss Katherine told me everyone in your village is near terrified of the place.”

John shrugged, “Never put much stock into ghost stories, besides even if I did the Old Man that raised me is shit loads scarier than ghost.”

“Really,” Melissa giggled at John’s statement. “Your grandfather must be a very scary man indeed than.”

John chuckled, “Oh he’s not my grandfather, just some old guy from the eastern lands that decided to take me in and train me for whatever reason.”

“What about your parents, aren’t they around?” Melissa instantly regretted asking that, she normally wasn’t one to pry too deep into peoples personally lives.

“No clue where my parents are, or even who they are actually. Katherine took care of me for a few years till the old man showed up and offered to train me.” John absently kicked a large rock, one that was probably bigger than his head, a good distance. If Melissa wasn't feeling bad about bringer up the current subject, and thus properly distracted, she would have been surprised at how far the large stone went. John once again looked over his shoulder back at the busty woman and noticed the look on her face and quickly reassured her, “Don’t worry about it. Not having actual parents never really bothered me, if they abandoned me then they ain’t worth the time to care about, and if they’re dead then they’re dead. At the very least they got me somewhere safe where I could grow up peacefully before they passed. No use crying over something I have no control over.”

“That’s a…unique view on the subject.” The silence after that went on for a bit till John spoke up.

“So what’s your interest in magical artifacts anyway? You a Mage or something?”

“Actually yes, I am a Mage. As for my interest in magical artifacts…well I guess you could say I’m the curious type and want to learn more by studying old artifacts. You can only learn so much by staying indoors reading books, actually going out and finding old tomes and reading ones that haven’t been seen in hundreds of years can give so much more knowledge in my opinion.” The look that came over Melissa’s face almost scared John with how intense it was. “Also being out and about is a lot more exciting than just sitting in some tower or academy.”

“No arguments there, I prefer action to sitting around and studying.” John stopped by a large boulder and leaned against it as he took out a water skin and taking a swig before throwing it to Melissa. “Here, you look like you could use a drink.”

“Thanks.”

“So how’d you become a Mage anyways, did ya just decide one day to study magic?”

“No, it’s not that simple.” Melissa laughed lightly at John’s simple view of Magic. “You can’t just decide to become a Mage; you have to be born with the potential first. Both my parents were Mages so I naturally was born with magical talent and when I was old enough I started studying the Arcane Arts. It wasn’t long before people started hailing me a prodigy, I learned complex spells at an astonishing rate and I had more Mana, which is magical energy, than even some older more accomplished Mages. By the time I was about your age I was famous in the magical community for my abilities.”

“So you’re some type of super Mage?” John summarized.

“Not really, while my abilities are powerful I’m not all that practiced with using them in battle. I’ve only been traveling for a little over a year and in that time its normally been with large groups that prevented me from getting into conflicts.”

“So why aren’t you still using large groups?”

“It got a little expensive actually. While I have sufficient funds for myself, paying mercenaries and the like was beginning to make my purse rather light.”

“Ah, I see, I see said the blind man to the deaf guy.”

“What?”

After that John and Melissa started moving again and the rest of the trip was in relative silence. It took close to another hour before they made it to the cave, when they got there Melissa nearly gasped, the area was nearly humming with magical energy. The cave itself wasn’t that impressive however, the entrance wasn’t some large ominous opening but somewhat of a small hole in the mountain wall that one would probably miss if they didn’t already know it was there.

“From what I’ve heard I was expecting something more frightening.”

“Yeah, never believe everything ya hear or some shit like that. Come on let’s get in there and find your old book.” John quickly walked through the small opening and Mel followed. The inside of the cave was larger than she thought it would be, giving both John and her enough room to easily move around. She chanted a quick spell under her breath and a small orb of light came to life above her head illuminating the cave. Just twenty feet in was the door John had told her about.

“Fascinating.” Mel couldn’t help but be intrigued by the door. It was probably about ten feet tall and nearly five feet wide and arched at the top. It was the markings all over the door that really caught her attention. “These are ancient runes, probably anywhere from five hundred to a thousand years old. I’ve never come across anything like this.”

“So is that... good?” John wondered.

“Oh yes, very good. This door doesn’t look like it’s been opened in ages, so the likelihood that the contents inside are undisturbed are very high.”

“So how are you gonna open the damn thing?”

“Luckily while I’ve never encountered anything like this I have studied these types of runes extensively and opening the door is actually rather easy if you know the trick.” Mel stood right in front of the door and it looked like she was preparing to do something big to John’s eyes. What she actually did nearly made John fall flat on his face though, she knocked on the door five times in a little rhythm before waiting a count and knocked twice more. The door then split down the middle before slowing opening inward with a loud groaning sound. “See, easy.”

“What the hell was that!? That’s the kinda knock you do to be a smartass, and it opens a friggin huge ass ancient magical door, the fuck?” John demanded of the universe.

“And that’s probably why no one ever figured out how to open the door since the ones who put it here died. Who would think to open a magic door with a joke knock.” Mel giggled at the stupefied look on Johns face. “Now come on let’s take a look inside.”

John followed Mel through the now open door, grumbling under his breath about stupid doors and stupid dead Mages with shitty senses of humor. Once through the door the corridor the two were in looked like it took ages to carve out of the stone. Mel was now the one taking the lead as she looked around like a kid in a candy shop, though John couldn’t understand why since to him it all looked the same. After walking a ways down the corridor Mel stopped.

“Why we stopping?”

“You think that the only defense they put up was the first door? They put up barriers all along this tunnel, like right here.” Mel gestured in front of her.

“…I don’t see shit.”

“Of course you don’t. It wouldn’t be effective if most people could see it. The only reason I even know it’s there is because of all the research I’ve done. Now lets see here.” Mel studied the seemingly empty space in front of her for a minute before placing her had up with her palm out and muttered some word John could barely understand. Suddenly the air seemed to just light up as a wall of light appeared before shattering like glass. “And there we go, one barrier down.”

“Wait, you mean there’s a lot of these in this place?”

“Yup, and that one was an easy one to take down. More than likely some of these will be very powerful barriers.”

“This is going to take a while, isn’t it?” John couldn’t hide the boredom in his voice at the thought of having to constantly stop so Mel could disable the obstacles. The bright side however was he could stare at her ass as much as he wanted.

“Yes, unless you want to find out what one of these barriers can do when you walk into one. I sure don’t but you’re more than welcome to try them.” She replied, her tone hinting at amusement.

“No, I’m good.” After that John dutifully followed Mel and kept his mouth shut. Whenever they came to another barrier the Sorceress would disable the magical wall with some sort of chanting John didn't understand. Since his eyes had rarely wavered from her ass he was able to notice that when Mel had to stop and study the more powerful or tricky barriers she would shake her hips a bit, much to the young man’s infinite approval. It took them about two hours to make it through the corridor and the final barrier; finally coming to stop at another massive door that was covered in runes and a very powerful barrier.

Melissa once again cast her scanning spell before she began trying to puzzle out what barrier was used and what runes were reinforcing it. Knowing from experience this would take several minutes, John sat on a nearby rock, watching the busty Sorceress' ass wiggle back and forth.

“Oh my.” He heard her whisper to herself. In the dead silent cave it wasn't too hard to hear her. “You're such a long, thick and complex Rune Cluster aren't you...”

John's eyes grew wider and wider as she mumbled increasingly dirty things to herself as she slowly but steadily brought down the barrier piece by piece and shattered the rune clusters one at a time. Her thighs were rubbing together, grinding more like, doing wonderful things to her shapely rear, all of which John's eyes eagerly drank in.

When there were only a few clusters left and a single layer to the barrier Melissa began moaning quietly. With every cluster that was destroyed the barrier grew weaker and her moans grew louder and more sensual.

“Oh yes, just a little more, almost... almost...!” She said huskily, her voice growing higher pitched with every word. With a crack the last rune was shattered and the barrier fizzled out of existence with an audible sizzle. None of this was heard to John however, because he was far too busy listening and watching Melissa collapse to her knees and shudder, moaning sensually as she experienced what was very clearly an orgasm.

“…did... did you just…” John stood up and pointed a shaky finger at the collapsed woman.

“Huh…um…yeah...” Mel shakily got back to her feet and placed a hand against the door to steady herself. “Let’s just say…I really get into my magic at times.”

“I’ll say.” John blurted before he could stop himself.

“Anyways,” Melissa was quick to change the subject. “Let’s see what’s inside shall we? Now all we need is some muscle to open the door. If you’d be so kind.”

“All right then, lets open this thing. I'll try to restrain myself from getting off on it.” He joked, which earned him a sniff and a raised nose – he could totally see her little smile though. Walking up to the massive door John placed both hands and it and grunted as he pushed. It took several seconds for the door to actually start to budge, but finally a huge groan filled the area as, for the first time in ages, the door was opened. Mel watched in awe as what had to be several hundred pounds of stone get forced open by sheer brute strength. She had figured she’d have to use magic to help John open the door but Mel was proven wrong as the passage was opened.

‘Just how strong this boy is, no normal human should be able to open a door that size without aid.’ Melissa wondered.

“And there we go, one opened door to magical items.” John said with a single exhaled huff of air to regain his composure.

“Seriously, what the hell do they feed you…” She mumbled.

“Huh?”

“Nothing… it’s… nothing. Let’s get that tome.” The walked into the chamber behind the door and stopped dead in their tracks, to say the room was massive would be an understatement. It was a dome shaped room that could contain a small village, and the roof could just barely be made out by the two in the light of what Mel said were magical torches. The walls were lined with bookshelves filled with books (naturally) and various scrolls while the center of the room was dominated by a large raised altar with what looked like a podium on it with a book resting on that. “There, on the podium, that’s probably the magic tome I’m looking for. I can feel the magical energy from here.”

“I didn't roll a Rogue but I’m not stupid; it’s probably trapped with something that'll activate the second we touch the book. We should investigate some of these books and grab the most important ones so they aren't destroyed in the inevitable fight.” John rationalized.

Melissa froze, her mind locking up as it ground to a halt as she pulled her sudden one track mind away from the book. “...Yes. Yes that's a good idea. You search that side and I'll search here, we'll meet in the middle. Here,” She reached into her cleavage and pulled out a moderately sized leather bag with gold stitching. “A Bag of Holding, grab anything that looks useful for either of us. Or valuable.”

John took the Bag. “Won't you need... one... never mind.” He trailed off as she reached deeper into her cleavage and pulled out another bag, identical to his. The two went to opposite sides and started looking through the many tomes and scrolls, picking what looked like the best and putting them into the Bags. Though Mel took much longer since she knew more of what to look for and searched thoroughly, John just took a wild guess in grabbing items. After nearly an hour of searching - well, at least for John, Mel took a bit longer - they had collected all the tomes and scrolls that seemed worthwhile. “Alright then, let’s get that damn magic book… and deal with whatever the hell kind of booby trap that’s set up to protect it.” John declared, hopping up from where he'd been reclining.

“Right.” They approached the altar until they got within ten feet of it. “Wait, there’s some kind of magic circle surrounding the altar. Give me a second to examine it.” Mel walked the circumference of the circle, examining the air and casting her scanning spell till she came back around to John. “Fascinating, I’ve never encountered a circle like this before. Actually I’ve never even found any notes or entries in anything I’ve read before either. This could possibly be magic lost ages ago, fascinating.” She finished with a purr and John could see she was slipping into one of her moods again.

“Easy there Mel; can’t have you on the floor shuddering if some eldritch abomination pops out or something.” He interrupted, cutting her off before she could gain any momentum.

“Huh…oh sorry…hehehe.” Mel blushed when she noticed she was rubbing her thighs together again. “Anyway, as much as I hate to say this, I think we’re going to have to trip the trap. I honestly have no clue on how to disable the circle.”

“Well this is going to get interesting.” John reached out to touch the circle but stopped short and turned to Mel. “By the way, in case we get blown up by doing this I just want to say, you have the greatest rack I’ve ever seen.”

“Thank you, and if we survive this I may just let you touch them.” She replied matter-of-factly.

“…even if this entire mountain blows up I’m doing everything in my power to make sure we survive this.” With that John put his hand through the circle, they both stood there for a few moments waiting for something to happen. “Well…that’s kind of anticlimactic. I thought that at least I’d get zapped back into the wall. Not that I’m complaining mind you, I have terrible allergies to getting fried by lightning, you might even class them as fatal allergies, but nothing happening is perfectly fine with...” John trailed off as a rumbling sound filled the room. “…and that doesn’t sound good.”

John and Mel turned around to see what was making the rumbling sound and saw a pile of rubble they had dismissed earlier – John had even been sitting on it while Mel was gushing - verbally and physically - over magical tomes earlier was beginning to come together and forming a vaguely human shape, though it’s legs were too short and the massive arms reached nearly to the ground, so it looked more like a gorilla then a man. It’s head and neck didn’t sit on top of its shoulders, but was instead set within them. To top it all off it stood close to sixteen feet tall.

“So... the circle actually was a trip-wire like summoning spell linked to a nearby formation of stones that causes the built up magical energy within the matrix to morph the stone into a semi-sentient Golem for the purpose of defending the book.”

Hearing her voice lowering as she puzzled out the specifics of the trap John rolled his eyes – really, this was just getting ridiculous – and clapped his hand on her shoulder, jolting her from her musing. “I swear to the Goddess I’ll get you off so many times your eyes will cross permanently, but can we hold the orgasming until after the monster actively trying to kill us is dead?” John offered.

Melissa shook her head and put her game face on, pulling a staff out of her cleavage, causing John to do a double take, but follow suit and get into position as well. Two misshapen red glowing spots appeared on its head where its eyes should have been that seemed to glare at the two. Suddenly with no warning it charged, using both its arms and legs to move itself with frightening speed, making it look even more like a gorilla. Then when it was several yards away it actually leaped forwards with its arms raised to smash down on John and Mel.

“…The Fuck!?” John moving on sheer instinct pushed Mel to the side as he jumped the opposite way just in time to dodge the slamming attack, the chamber shaking violently as the massive weight of the Golem smashed down where the two just stood. “NO FUCKING WAY SHOULD SOMETHING THAT BIG BE ABLE TO MOVE LIKE THAT!!!” He yelled over his ringing ears.

“You can argue that with the killer Golem if you’d like, but I doubt you’ll win.” Mel had rolled when John pushed her out of the way and had come up with her staff pointed at the Golem, magical energy surrounding the tip. “Fireball!” A large ball of flame erupted towards the Golem and impacted it with a deafening thud, obscuring the construct in smoke. “Ha, how’d you like that!?”

As the smoke cleared Mel’s ecstatic face dropped. The Golem was completely unharmed from her attack, and while the only feature on its face were it’s eyes, it just seemed like it was pissed off. “Apparently not a whole lot.” She noted flatly.

“No shit!” The monster turned its attention to Mel and charged again, closing in on her with its insane speed. Caught off guard Mel could only stand there and stare in shock as it barreled down on her. When it was within striking distance it raised one massive arm to crush the sorceress, but before it could it seemed to lose its balance and was sent flying over Mel as she quickly ducked out of the way. Looking up she saw John suspended in midair with both feet outstretched; apparently having moved in faster than the Golem and planted both feet into its back in a jumping kick. “You really need to learn to dodge.” He told her as he landed.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t thank me yet, I probably just pissed it off even more.” Grabbing Mel John suddenly jumped back as a massive stone fist crashed into the ground where they had just been. “Yup, pissed it off even more. Can you move and cast at the same time.”

“Yes but the spells will be rather weak ones. To use my stronger spells I need time to gather magical energy and chant.” She explained.

“That’s fine, we need to find a weak spot on the damn thing before we can try to do any real damage to it.”

“Right.”

John dodged another fist as he thought up a plan “...Alright, you go left and I go right. Hit it with a few spells then I’ll hit it from the sides or from behind. Move on my signal.” The two stood their ground as the Golem charged again. As it tried to crush them with one of its arms again John yelled. “NOW, MOVE!”

Both took off at full speed in different directions, the Golem trying to follow John only to take a small fireball to one of its legs. Turning to go after the source it took another to the 'face' right after that, though it seemed completely unaffected by it as it started chasing Mel now instead. Gaining on the running woman the Golem reached out to try and grab her only for John to come flying in from the side to deliver a punch right to its head, once again knocking it off balance causing Mel to gasp at John’s strength. However, the Golem quickly righted itself and delivered a punishing backhand strike to the still airborne fighter sending him flying across the room into one of the bookshelves.

“JOHN!” Mel started to the downed man only to stop as she saw the Golem’s fist coming towards her. Acting as fast as she could Mel raised her staff in front of her and formed a wall of magical energy in hopes of stopping the massive fist. At first it seemed like the barrier would stop the fist, only for it to first crack, and then shatter like glass. Luckily, Mel didn’t intend for it to fully stop the Golem's attack as the barrier collapsed the kinetic energy blew her back so the fist barely missed her, though she was sent tumbling head over heels for a ways. “Owie, going to be feeling that later.”

As Mel tried to stand up she heard the rumbling sound of the Golem charging towards her again. Knowing that she was still disoriented from getting blown back Mel fully expected to feel the inevitable crushing that she knew was about to take place, only for the rumbling to stop and the pain of being smashed to never come. Looking up she saw John had survived being smashed into the far side of the chamber and was now dodging the Golem's sweeping punches, having gotten its attention away from her and was now leading it away from her downed form.

“Come on you overgrown garden gnome, just give me one good opening.” The Golem answered John by throwing a straight punch towards him. Waiting till the last second John jumped up over the incoming fist as it impacted the ground and landed on the Golem's arm. John actually then ran up the constructs massive arm towards its head when he jumped up even higher where he delivered a spinning axe kick to the top of its head, nearly making it fall face first into the ground from the impact. Still in the air, John planted both feet on the things head and pushed off to create some distance so he wasn’t swatted like a fly again. Before the Golem could right itself a massive bolt of lightning struck its back, fully knocking it over face first into the ground fracturing the floor and causing the chamber to rumble again. “Nice one Mel!” The Golem started slowly getting back up and John saw a chance. “There! Here goes nothing!”

With what would be its stomach at John’s level the young warrior charged forward and came to a skidding halt directly in front of it. Focusing his chi into his arms and fists John reared back both, fists clenched, then punched forward with both right over left and closed fingers facing towards eachother.

“TWIN DRAGON FIST!!” Both John’s fist’s struck the Golem's midsection with a shuddering impact, a wave of air and dust actually expanding out from the point of impact as the Golem shook and shuddered. At first the Golem seemed unaffected by John’s attack, but with a suddenly a loud cracking sound filled the air, and then another and another, fracture lines appearing one after another from where John’s fists had struck. It’s body groaning, the Golem swung a lazy fist towards John, which he easily avoided by diving between its legs as it tried to stand up fully again. John retreated from the now fully re-risen construct and ran back to join Mel. “Well, finally did some damage to that thing.” He said, looking on the bright side.

“I’ll say.” She commented as the Golem faced them, the full extent of John’s attack making itself clear. The front of its body had a large number of cracks in it and pieces of stone were fracturing further and falling off of it with each movement. “Do you think you can do that attack again?”

“No.” John held up his now very shaky arms. “That was the first time I've ever tried to do that, and right now my arms are damn near numb. Just once was a gamble, I could have shattered every bone beneath my elbows if my stance had been any further off.”

“Dammit.” Mel looked down and seemed to get lost in thought for a moment before looking back towards John. “I think I might have an idea. With the weak spot you just created I know a spell that can take the Golem down. Can you stall it for a bit so I can cast?”

“Think I can manage that much,” He replied confidently, putting his trust in her, “But don’t take too long, my offensive options are rather limited now.”

“I have faith in you. Just get it to face me when I tell you to.”

“Gotcha.” John charged back towards the Golem and started to dodge it’s attacks once again. While it’s movements where now significantly slower, John was also beginning to feel fatigued as the muscles in his arms and legs started to burn - much more so in his arms. As John distracted the Golem Mel raised her staff and arms into the air and began to gather a large amount of magical energy; wind started to spiral around her as she focused her mind towards her spell.

“Now come of raging spirits of storms. Gather thy might and lend me thine aid. Bring forth your terrible furry upon my foes. With mighty winds and unstoppable lighting destroy all that stands in mine path!” Mel brought her staff and arms down, the tip and her left palm pointed forward as she widened her stance. A large magic circle appeared in front of her as tall as she was and just as wide, magical lighting dancing across its surface. “John get it to face towards me!” John maneuvered himself as he dodged the constructs attacks so he was in-between it and Mel. “Now get out of the way!” John quickly jumped to the side and Mel saw her target perfectly and instantly released her spell. “GRAND SPIRALING STORM!!!”

A large magical blast of lighting and wind burst from the magic circle, spiraling around itself and drilled into the weakened torso of the Golem right where John struck it. The spell only met the briefest of resistance as it punched through the Golem's body, the cracks increasing in length and width throughout the construct. As the spell died of Mel’s arms dropped to her sides as she stared at the Golem. The behemoth stood still for a second before it tried to take a step forward, but as soon as its foot struck the ground it’s body gave a shudder. As the chamber filled once again with a rumbling sound the Golem’s body started to crumble and fall apart into a pile of rubble.

“Well… that was a major pain in the ass.” John walked back to Mel’s side, staring at the rubble that used to be the Golem. “But that means that book must be really important to need that fucker to protect it.”

“Indeed, the knowledge in the tome must be vast.” A strange gleam appeared in Mel’s eyes as her hips started to wiggle again. “Oh I can’t wait to see what’s in it.” Despite the ordeal they just went through Mel moved surprisingly fast towards the altar. As she came up to the book she reached out shaking hands towards it. “Now come here you naughty naughty tome. Momma wants to take a peek at your secrets...” However, as soon as Mel’s hands touched the cover of the tome it suddenly gave a poofing sound and collapsed into a pile of dust, much the same as Golem had moments again. “…wha ...bu... eh?”

“…you have to be shitting me. After all that and just…poof, it turns to dust.” John looked at the book, or rather, the Dust Pile Formerly Known as The Book, as he stood next to Mel. “What a fucking jip. Uh Mel, you okay.” He had to back up however as lighting started to run along Mel’s body and her short wild hair started to float about ominously. Turning her head to look at John he was alarmed to see literal flames in her eyes.

“Am I okay? AM I OKAY!? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK!? WHAT HAD TO BE UNDOUBTEDLY A POWERFUL MAGIC TOME JUST TURNED TO DUST WHEN I TOUCHED IT!!! SOME JACKASS AGES AGO WAS APPARENTLY TOO FUCKING STUPID TO PUT A PRESERVATION WARD ON WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN THE ONLY SURVIVING COPY OF IT AND NOW ALL THAT KNOWLEDGE IS MOST LIKELY LOST FOREVER!!!” Mel’s voice actually boomed through the chamber as her rage built, making the room shake more than even the Golem's footsteps had caused it to. Mel stormed out of the chamber with that and John had to play catch up as he grabbed the Bags of Holding and followed the irate Mage, at a safe distance of course. She would likely calm down once either she remembered all the books and tomes they had gained, or she calmed down enough for him to get closer and tell her without risk of stabbing himself. He could always help that latter method along though...

Grabbing one of the more complex magical scrolls out of his Bag he sped up. It wasn't until they had reached the entrance to the cave did he finally deem it safe enough to get within hearing distance.

“Um, Mel, I know you’re pissed at the book turning to dust and all, but with all the tomes and scrolls we picked up there has to be something that makes up for it.” John nearly jumped back ten feet as Mel whirled around. Then he noticed the look on Mel’s face was drastically different as she apparently did a one eighty and now looked ecstatic….there were even stars shining in her eyes.

“I completely forgot about those. And thinking about it those tomes and scrolls are probably of greater value than the one on the altar since they did have the proper preservation spells on them.” Mel took a thinking pose with her left arm underneath her breasts and her right elbow resting on her palm and grasping her own chin. “In fact that probably wasn’t even the real tome I was looking for at all, just a decoy they set up so no one would take the real one from the shelves.” Turning to look at John she flashed a smile at him that made his heart skip a beat. “If I’m correct you may have saved a great source of knowledge John.”

“Well…ya know, I do what I can.” He replied as he sheepishly rubbed his head; her look of pure adoration was kinda scary.

“Now why don’t you let me take a peak at that scroll in your hands. I’m oh so curious about the contents of what we salvaged.” John couldn’t help but notice Mel was breathing heavier and her hips were once again wiggling.

“Yeah, sure...” John handed over the scroll to the eager Mage who almost reverently unrolled it. Mel started scanning through the parchment, her eyes taking in all that they could as she started muttering to herself. Not even bothering to look up from the scroll Mel walked over to a boulder and sat down, John followed suit, figuring she’d probably take a while looking through it. Suddenly Mel’s face caught John’s attention a few moments later as she first blushed rather heavily then a wicked glint appeared in her eyes. “Uh…Mel, ya find something interesting?” He asked, almost hesitantly.

“Oh, you could say that, ufufufufufufufu.” Something about that laugh made a shiver run up John's spine. Mel rolled the scroll back up as she stood up and began to walk over to John, an extra swing in her step. John tried to stand up as Mel approached him but she stopped him by placing her hands on his shoulders. With how close she was to him now ‘they’ were right in his face, the biggest pair of tits John had ever seen, each one bigger than his head and his head was just inches from being buried between them. “No need to get up John, I’d prefer you to stay right there. I found a rather interesting spell in that scroll I want to try out and I need you to help me with that.”

“Um, help you how?” He asked hesitantly. Her tits may be awesome, but her tone left him cautious of urethral injections or something equally as crazy and painful.

“Just close your eyes and stay still.” She instructed. John did as Mel told him and closed his eyes, and prayed she didn’t have something ‘unpleasant’ planned with the spell she was about to cast. As she started chanting though John began to relax, something about the strange words were soothing for the most part, the other part was his pants were suddenly a few sizes too small for him. Then John nearly jumped as Mel’s left hand cupped his groin and gave a soft squeeze, his cock pulsing from the feeling before suddenly it felt like his cock and balls expanded. “Well now, by the feel of it you certainly got something…fascinating here.” Mel’s chanting stopped and John opened his eyes to see the busty sorceress staring at his crotch. “Now let’s get those pants off. I have to make sure the spell worked.”

“What…exactly did that spell do?”

“Oh, just increased the amount of sperm a man could produce, also possible side effect of making his cock slightly bigger.” As she was talking Mel had started unfastening John’s pants and with a tug Mel managed to pull them off enough for her to get a good look at John’s cock. “….well call me an orc if that isn’t the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Maybe I didn’t even need to use that spell on you.”

“Um…Mel, not to sound impatient or anything…but I really need to cum.” Mel looked up at John’s flushed face before looking back down just as his cock pulsed and shot a bit of precum at her, which was of a greater amount than any man she’d seen when they came. “My balls feel like they’re gonna burst here.”

“Can’t have that now can we. The only thing I want you bursting is a huge load either on or in me… maybe both.” Mel grasped John’s huge prick with both hands and cooed as her hands were dwarfed by the huge slab of meat. “Oh I’m so going to have fun with this...”

Mel leaned in and nearly came as the John’s musk hit her nose, it had been a long time since she’d smelled something so….manly. Licking her lips Mel planted a kiss on the massive head and this time she did have a tiny orgasm, the boy tasted delicious. Not being able to help herself she started to plant kisses all along the long shaft till she reached Johns now larger-than-normal balls and planted a kiss on each one followed by a long slow lick. The way John shuddered as she lavished attention on his cock sent a thrill through Mel; she really enjoyed making this young man turn to putty in her hands.

Turning her attention back to the head of John's cock Mel planted another kiss before sliding her lips over it and down until her mouth was stuffed full of cock. Mel grinned around her mouthful when she heard John whimper, but the grin vanished when John’s hand’s gripped her head and he thrust up and his cock slipped down her throat like a bull elephant. Mel’s eyes widened as she was suddenly forced to do her best to suppress her gag reflex.

John was oblivious to Mel’s struggles in taking his cock down her throat, watching her and listening to her all day had been torture and now that he was able to fuck her all his higher brain functions had ceased and he was operating off of instinct, screw the hot busty chick senseless. Mel sucked in air when John pulled her head up and dislodged his cock from her throat just moments before he crammed himself back down her gullet, stuffing a few more inches in. John repeated this several times, working more and more of his cock down the sorceress’s throat till he had ten inches of his massive shaft buried in her mouth. Mel was beginning to get a little desperate for air at this point so she brought her hands up to Johns and gave a little bit of a magical shock to the young man making him jerk his hands away.

“Youch, what was…oh sorry.” John grinned sheepishly as Mel pulled her head off his cock and took several gasps. “Got a little carried away there.”

“Naughty boy, I’ll have to punish you later. For now though,” Mel moved up slightly and grabbed two big handfuls of her own tits before wrapping them around John’s cock, the design of her dress making the act very easy while she was still clothed. “I’ll let you fuck my tits, with how you’ve been starring at them all day I figured you’ve been wanting to.”

Mel started stroking her massive breasts along John’s shaft, her saliva being a very effective lubricant to make it easier. John’s eye’s slightly crossed as Mel started to titty-fuck him; Katherine only did this as a treat for him if he was really good. Mel felt her nipples harden as she used her tits to fuck the huge cock in front of her; despite their immense size her jugs were still very sensitive. John’s hands nearly cracked the boulder he was sitting on as he fought off the urge to cum, Mel gasped however as a shot of precum burst from the tip of John’s cock to land on her face. If she didn’t know better she’d have thought he blew his load already with how large it was. This only spurred Mel to stroke him faster with her tits, the sound of the heavy titflesh striking John’s thighs audible through the mountain.

“So John, enjoying yourself?” Mel grinned up at John, enjoying the look of pleasure on his face.

“Fuck yeah.” John tilted his head back and let out a sigh as he enjoyed the feeling of Mel’s silky soft tit’s rub against his cock. A large dollup of precum formed on the tip of John’s cock as Mel worked her tits on him, when Mel saw it she licked her lips and tilted her head down to run her tongue over the head, gathering up the tasty treat with relish. After she swallowed her treat Mel leaned her head back down, took the head into her mouth and started sucking on it as she used her jugs to work the shaft.

John gritted his teeth as his cock throbbed and swelled up, apparently the spell also made him a bit more sensitive as well as he felt himself on the verge of cumming already. Mel’s eyes widened as John’s cock suddenly swelled up immensely before her cheeks suddenly bulged out obscenely as John came with no warning, pumping huge quantities of cum into the redhead’s mouth. Mel started swallowing desperately as her mouth was filled to overflowing as a flood of jizz filled her mouth. Some also exploded out of her nose as some cum was forced down her throat before she could even swallow it. For several minutes Mel frantically tried to keep up with the cum, alot of it escaping past her lips to run down onto her tits, giving them a nice white coating. When the flow of cum finally died off Mel pulled her head back with a gasp.

“Ah thi'th…” She took a second to swallow some of the cum still liberally coating her throat. “…I think the spell worked a little too well, actually.” She commented. When Mel looked back down at John’s cock she blinked before a wide grin stretched across her face. “Still rearing to go I see.”

“I’d still be ready even without that spell. You’re just too damn hot.” He admitted proudly.

“Fufufu, flattery will get you everywhere young man.” Mel stood up and began removing her clothes turning around and bending over as she pushed her dress down past her hips, giving John a spectacular view of her ass. Kicking her dress to the side she then walked over and straddled John as she grasped his thick shaft and placed it against her pussy. “Now I’ll show you some of my favorite type of magic.”

Mel lightly bit her lip as she started to sink down, John’s shaft first pressing against the lips of her twat before slowly splitting them wide and making the sorceress gasp. John reached up and lightly grasped her hips and started pulling her down to aid in the penetration. It was slow going as Mel took just over half of the monster into her depths before John hit an obstruction, lights danced across Mel’s vision as her cervix was struck.

“Oh, by the Goddess that’s big…” Mel’s head fell back as she gasped out. While she wasn’t a loose or easy woman by any means she still had quite a bit of experience when it came to sex, but never before had she came across a human with such a large cock. “Just… just give me a minute to adjust sweetie.”

“Yeah… sure… no problem.” John forced out from between clenched teeth, she was really tight and with how sensitive he was now thanks to the spell he was struggling not to blow his load too soon. A few minutes later Mel started to lift up off the thick shaft, her tight channel sucking on the shaft the entire way. When only the first few inches were left inside her Mel dropped back down the huge head punching through her cervix and deep into her womb as the entirety of John’s cock was buried inside her, a noticeable bulge now forming in Mel’s stomach as she was filled beyond capacity. Mel’s eyes widened as she sat fully impaled on John’s cock; she really took all of that inside of her. John couldn’t help himself and bucked up into Mel’s tight twat, drawing a sharp gasp from the mature woman. Mel tried to take back control as she grasped Johns shoulders and started to raise and lower herself, her huge tits bouncing delightfully in the young mans face, but John jerked his hips up every time she dropped, causing stars to dance in Mel's vision every time.

As Mel’s tit’s bounced in his face John took the opportunity presented to him and captured one of her nipples with his mouth and started sucking on the pink nub. Mel’s eyes rolled up as her sensitive nipple was getting sucked and occasionally nibbled on, this combined with the huge cock ravaging her cunt pushed her over the edge as she exploded in an orgasm, her juices squirting out around the thick shaft to coat John’s lap. As Mel tightened on him John grunted as he bucked up even harder as she bounced in his lap, he could feel himself getting close to cumming. John was able to last for fifteen more minutes, and in that time he drove Mel into three more orgasms as he not only ravaged her cunt, but lavished attention on her tits with his mouth. As Mel came that fourth time however the tightness of her pussy finally got the better of the young martial artist and he felt his balls tighten up and his cock swell before a huge blast of cum burst from his prick.

“OH MY GODDESS!!” Mel cried out as her orgasm was intensified when her womb was nearly filled by just the first burst of spooge. The second made her stomach actually swell even more than it already was and it only got bigger as the young man came like a raging waterfall into her. As the two came Mel grasped Johns head and pulled him deep into her cleavage muffling John’s grunts as he pumped her full. As they both came down from their respective orgasms after several minutes Mel rested her chin on the top on Johns head and sighed. “That… was definitely… something…”

“Mmmgh.” John’s replied was lost in Mel’s expansive cleavage. The vibrations sent a pleasant feeling through the sorceresses chest as an orgasmic aftershock passed through her.

XxXxX

“So… why hasn’t the spell worn off yet?” John was watching his step as he navigated the path back to the village.

“Probably because my magic was a little bit erratic when I cast it. My emotions and the amount of magic I was giving off probably supercharged the spell and might have made it kind of, maybe, a little permanent.” Mel gave a nervous little laugh as she explained why the effects of the spell hadn’t waned.

“Ah… I see…” John didn’t know what to say to that really. “Anyway, why am I carrying you again?” When in doubt about what to say, change the subject. John felt Mel shift on his back as he carried her down the mountain piggyback style. “Not that I’m complaining, your tits feel really nice pressing against me.”

“Perv.” Mel giggled as she pressed her large chest further against the young man. “And it’s partly your fault I can’t really walk right now, what with that monster you shoved into me. Not to mention the sheer exhaustion from all the magic I was throwing around against that golem.”

“Wuss. I feel completely fine myself.” He really didn’t, not after that Golem backhanded him. He was going to be really fucking sore in the morning.

“Tough guy aren’t you?” She teased, possibly seeing through his act.

“Damn straight I am.” John, playing it safe, decided to say this in an over-the-top macho tone, getting a giggle from the woman on his back.

“You know though?” Mel rested her chin on John’s shoulder as she relaxed further onto his back. “We made a pretty good team back there.”

“We did, didn’t we?” John grinned.

“I was thinking, how’d you like to leave the village and come traveling with me? I could use a good bodyguard, and you’re also a pretty good fuck.” She explained.

“…Something about the way you said that just doesn’t sit right with me for some reason.”

“Oh don’t be a baby. So what do you say, want to see the world with me?”

“Why the fuck not. See the world, kick some ass, and get some ass in the process.”

“Fufufufuf.” Mel grinned at the young man. “I have a feeling this is the start of something great. Something great indeed.”

XxX-Save Progress?-XxX

Omake
By: Slicerness

“If used right it could shatter boulders with just the smallest application of force. If used wrong, however, your own arms could shatter instead.”

John extended his combined fists with a cry of, “Twin Dragon Fist!”

The impact caused the monster he was fighting, a Clay Golem, to explode into bits of dust. Johns arms fell limp at his sides as he gazed at the destruction his technique had wrought.

Melissa walked up next to him, “That was pretty powerful, you're getting better.”

John was silent, but his face suddenly twitched as a low but rapid series of cracks filled the air.

Melissa blinked. “What's that cracking sound?”

“Oh nothing, just every bone in my arms breaking at once.” John said calmly.

Melissa looked at him strangely. “You're taking this pretty well.”

John chuckled. “The pain hasn't set in ye-wait, no, there it is-OH GOD THE AGONY AHHHHHHHH!” He collapsed and started writhing in pain as he screamed.


Omake
By: Stormarrow
“John… John… get in here.”

“Yeah, what do ya want old man.” John walked into the cottage he shared with his old teacher and found him sitting in a chair. It was positioned so it was the highest thing in the room, and all the curtains had been pulled back on the plentiful amount of windows dotting the room so he could easily see outside

“I saw a fish … that is all.”

“….have you gotten into those herbs of yours again…?”

hack phew “… Clean that up.” The old man spat a huge glob of spit into John's face. And only from knowledge that if he tried anything he’d wind up unconscious did John not attack him.

“….I swear… one of these days…” John walked back out of the house cursing to himself. “Damn decrepit old shit.”

A half-hour later

“John…John…get in here.”

“What now…”

“I saw a bird. It was pretty..... kick it’s ass.”

John stared at the old man for several seconds before throwing his arms up in the universal sign for 'fuck it!' and walked outside. The old man continued to sit there until he heard several loud thunks against the cottage like something solid hitting it repeatedly.