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Pervikar 04


(Per goes out adventuring.)







Chapter 4: Dorthea

Per had been traveling east for four days since leaving his mother's farm. He left home after an assassin had attempted to take his life. His stepfather, Tenan, promised to get the order for his death removed by the Overlord, but who knew when that would happen. Per had decided to go adventuring, not only to get away from any more assassins, but also to satisfy his wanderlust.

Per stayed away from friends and neighbors, afraid that they would inadvertently give away his location. On the fifth day, Per reached the boundary of the kingdom and the start of the wilderness. As he topped a rise, he looked over a run-down farm.

Per could see that the farm needed a lot of work. The spreader dam at the stream had gaps in it. Fences had broken apart and had been hastily repaired. One shutter on the house was halfway off the hinges. Vegetables only grew in one-quarter of the plot, which had been laid out for them. Smoke billowed not only out of the chimney, but also out of the large cracks in the chimney.

"Hello. Is anyone here?" shouted Per.

Per heard a noise in the house and a young woman about 25 years old came to the front door. Her long brown hair was pulled back and she wore aone-piece smock, which was tied, around her waist with a piece of rope. Her face was pretty, but Per could see dark circles under her eyes.

"What can I do for you?" she asked, tiredly.

"I was wondering if I could spend the night," said Per. "I'll work for my stay."

"You can sleep in the hayloft," she said, listlessly.

Per went to the barn and unpacked his mule. He put away his weapons and armor, and walked out to the woodpile. Half-cut logs lay everywhere. Per tested the edge of the ax and found it to be dull and rusted. Per sharpened it and then proceeded to cut and split the logs. He stacked the wood and then went to work on the fences.

The woman looked out of the door a couple of times to watch Per work. As Per was working on the fence, she brought out a pitcher of water to him. Per saw that she had brushed out her smock and had tightened it across her bust. He face was more animated than the lifeless mask he had seen before. Hot and sweaty, he drank down the water nosily.

"Dinner will be ready shortly," the woman told Per. "I'm afraid it's not much."

"My saddlebags have extra food," said Per. "Take what you need. My name is Per."

"I'm Dorthea. I'll call you when dinner is ready," and she headed towards the barn.

Per finished repairing the fence as the sun started to set and went to the nearby stream to wash off. At the stream, he heard Dorthea yell that it was dinnertime. He quickly dried off and lumbered back to the house.

As Per entered the two-room house, he noticed that the main room had afresh scrubbed feeling to it. The table was laid out with dishes and Dorthea stood beside it. She had changed out of her smock into a blue print dress.

"Please, sit down," she said, brightly.

Per sat and they ate dinner in silence. After dinner, Per helped Dorthea clean the dishes. He then started out the door to go to the barn.

"Per, wait," said Dorthea. "I want to thank you for the work you did today. I haven't been able to keep up with all the work and you have helped a lot."

"How long have you been here?" asked Per, sitting down.

"My husband and I came here two years ago. He disappeared a year ago. Ibeen working the farm alone since then."

"I'm sorry," stated Per, earnestly. "Look, I'll stay another day or two to help you out."

"Thank you," said Dorthea, touching his arm. "Please take the bed to sleep in tonight. I can make myself a bunk out here."

Per looked in the other room. In it was a wood dresser and a double bed. A small throw rug covered the floor.

"I'm afraid the bed is too short for me," he told her. "You sleep in the bed and I'll sleep in the hayloft. I'll be more comfortable there."

Per went out to the barn. Throwing a tarp over a pile of hay, he made abed for himself up in the loft and laid down. Per stared at the rafters of the barn for awhile, thinking about Dorthea, her situation, and his mother's farm. He suddenly heard a scrapping noise below him.

Per rolled over and looked over the edge of the hayloft. He was startled to see Dorthea climbing the ladder up to him. Per, who was naked, quickly sat back down and wrapped his blanket around his waist just as Dorthea's head rose above the edge of the loft floor.

"Dorthea, what...?"

"Shhh," she said as she removed her nightgown, knelt, and slowly pulled his blanket off him.

Dorthea's sharp intake of air spoke her astonishment as she exposed Per's cock. Even flaccid, it was slightly over eight inches long and two inches thick. Dorthea stared at it and reached out hesitantly to touch it. Per's cock stirred to life as Dorthea lightly brushed her fingertips across it. It grew and hardened to its full length. Dorthea, still staring at it, gripped it with both hands to stroke it.

Per, not to be outdone, began to caress Dorthea. He stroked her arms and face before moving down to fondle her breasts. Per guessed her tits were about average and his hands dwarfed over them. Rubbing her nipples with his fingers caused Dorthea to sigh happily. Her nipples hardened and her breath became heavier. Per leaned over to suckle on one breast. Dorthea released his cock to cradle his head and run her fingers through his green hair.

Per kept a hand fondling one breast while he licked and sucked the other. His free hand glided over Dorthea's stomach down between her legs to the crinkly hair there. Dorthea gasped and, still kneeling, spread her legs apart.

Per parted her pussy lips and caused Dorthea to stiffen as his large fingers came into contact with her clitoris. Dorthea hugged his head tighter to her breast and kissed the top of it as his fingers gently caressed her clit. As her pussy became wet and slick, Per's fingers probed deeper into the folds.

Dorthea clung to Per's shoulders and closed her eyes. Her breathing became labored and she ground her pussy down onto his fingers. Per inserted a second finger into her and stroked them slowly in and out of her cunt. Dorthea moaned and bit her lower lip. She humped herself faster on his fingers. Suddenly, with a sharp intake of air, Dorthea's eyes flew open and she trembled violently. Per felt her juices gush as she climaxed.

Per gently pushed the shaking Dorthea onto her back. He then moved down between her open legs. Per's head dipped down as he lapped at the warm juices of her pussy. Dorthea grabbed Per's head as a second orgasm overtook her and she creamed more juice to Per's lapping tongue. Per kept licking at Dorthea's pussy until she could not stand it any longer.

"Now, Per! Now!" she gasped, rolling onto her hands and knees. "Take me now!"

Per moved up behind her and positioned his hard cock at her pussy entrance. Slowly he pushed two inches of his cock into her wet cunt. Unfortunately, Dorthea pushed backwards quickly driving an additional six inches of his cock up her cunt. Per's cock hit bottom hard. Dorthea's eyes bulged and her breath whooshed out of her. She gasped heavily as the pain crested and then receded.

"Whew!" she gasped at last. "You're longer than I thought. You felt like you were going to come out of my mouth, but, ohhhh, it feels good having a hard cock in me again."

Per grasped Dorthea's hips and gently began to fuck his cock in and out of her pussy. He was careful to push only half his cock into her before stopping. Even so, Dorthea tensed each time his cock slid into her. Soon, however, Per's gentle fucking let Dorthea relax as her passion built. Her pussy became wetter and her moans became louder.

Per carefully increased his tempo. He kept a firm grip on Dorthea's ass so she would not impale her again on his cock. Dorthea's breathing became more labored and her hands clutched at the tarp as Per's cock slid in and out of her pussy.

"Oh, yes! Yes!" panted Dorthea, her mouth dry and gasping for air."Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me!"

Per felt his tension building and increased his speed. Dorthea put her head down as Per's cock flew in and out of her. Per's buildup crested and, with a bellow, his cock exploded, shooting forth its first wad of hot jism. Dorthea's legs clamped together as his release ignited her own. As Per finished filling her womb with his sticky sperm, he let go of her hips. Dorthea slid down off his cock, her thighs quivering.

"Oh, Gods," she sighed. "It's been so long. I'd forgotten how good it felt. I could die happy right now."

"You can't," replied Per as he felt the fire of lust and desire raged in his groin. "We're not through yet."

Per lowered himself between her legs. Dorthea folded her arms under her head and spread her legs apart. Per arched himself upward on his arms, sliding his cock into her sopping wet pussy. Dorthea sighed as his cock entered her again.

Per rocked himself back and forth, fucking the supine Dorthea. Despite his almost overpowering need to cum, Per still took care not to ram all of his cock into her. Dorthea was soon moaning and squirming. She arched her ass upward to match Per's thrusts into her. Per felt her move under him, but his climax built slowly, intensifying the burning sensations in his groin. The fire began to travel through his body and Per fought against the urge to furiously fuck Dorthea to speed his release.

Per increased his speed, but the fire still burned within him. He felt his self-control slipping away and a red haze began to settle over his eyes. The tension in his balls built as Per's control was chipped away. Per felt Dorthea stiffen and her pussy clamp tightly to his cock causing an intense pressure to built in his balls before exploding. Per bellowed out his climax as his cock spurted out hot cum. The red haze flowed away from his eyes and the urge left him with each spurt of his cock.

Per felt that his cock would never stop spurting. Finally, he rolled off to one side and laid there gasping. Dorthea, her ass slightly raised, shaked and quivered in the throes of her own orgasm. Her and Per's juices dripped out of her pussy.

"Oh, Gods," gasped Dorthea again. "That was... that was...incredible! You came so hard that you set...set me off a second time. I thought you'd never stop. How...?"

"I don't know," panted Per. "After I...uh...um...you know, the first time, a fire burns down there and I get this urge to cum again. I've always gotten this urge, but this is the first time I almost lost my control of it."

"What do you mean?" asked Dorthea, looking up.

"It was like I was losing my conscious thought. I had a red haze filming over my eyes and the urge was so powerful, I was almost to the point that I would have done anything to climax."

"Has it ever been this way before?"

"No," stated Per. "It's never been this powerful before."

"Did we do anything different that you haven't done before?" asked Dorthea.

"I've never been in that position before."

Dorthea thought it over for a while and then shook her head. "I'm sorry, Per, but I can't begin to understand what is happening to you when you get the urge," she stated. "It maybe something special only to you. For now, rest. I'll see you in the morning."

Dorthea arose and put her nightgown back on. She then climbed down the ladder and left the barn. Per watched her go and then settled down to plan out what needed to be done tomorrow. Recalling all the problems he had seen at the farm, Per realized that Dorthea could not continue to run the place herself. She either had to get help, which was unlikely in this remote place, or leave. Per tried to think of some other option, but nothing came to mind. Per finally gave up and went to sleep.

Per woke up at daybreak the next morning. After washing up, he walked over to the house to look for Dorthea. She was in the kitchen stirring some batter. She looked up, smiling, as he entered the house.

"Dorthea, I need to talk to you," stated Per.

Her face fell. "What is it?"

Per took a deep breath. "I don't think you can stay here. The farm is too much for you to handle alone and you don't have any help. Iwant to talk to you about what you can do."

"Per, if you stay here, we can make this farm work," pleaded Dorthea."You and I. I know you like me. We can make this work."

"Dorthea, I can't stay," said Per. "I have assassins after me because of this high ranking person."

"Yes, you can stay!" she countered, getting angry. "They'll never find you here."

"Yes, they will," replied Per, resignedly. "Sooner or later, they will find me. I can't stay."

"Then...GO!!!" Dorthea yelled. "I'll stay here and run the place."

"Dorthea, the farm is too much for you alone," stated Per, trying to get through to her. "You may be able to eke out a living here, but it won't be much of a life. Just hard work all the time, sunrise to sunset and beyond. You deserve more. Please listen to what I'm saying."

Dorthea just shook her head. Per turned and started towards the door, but stopped when she grabbed his arm.

"Per, please stay," she pleaded, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I can make you happy here. In time, I'll even get used to the size of your cock. Please, let me try."

"I'm sorry. I can't stay," said Per, sadly.

Dorthea flung herself into a chair and broke down crying on the kitchen table. Per left the house and went to the barn. As he completed working on a harness, Dorthea entered the barn carrying a covered plate and a pitcher.

"I brought you your breakfast," she said as she put the items down and sat on the back of the wagon. "Per, I'm sorry. I've tried to hold onto this place for so long that it is beginning to possess me instead of me owning it. After you left, I went outside and really looked at everything. I hadn't realized how bad things were. I don't know what to do. I don't have any money and I don't know where to go."

"I was thinking that you could go to my mother's farm," stated Per between bites. "You can work there and take the time to decide what you want to do. You have to promise that you tell no one, but my mother, Rolph or Dagmar that you have seen me."

"Why?" asked Dorthea, then she remembered. "The assassins? I thought you made them up to get out of here. You weren't...you were telling the truth."

"Yes, I was. My mother's farm is four days from here. C'mon, we have packing to do."

Per and Dorthea spent the rest of the day packing her belongings onto the wagon. By late afternoon, most of the wagon had been loaded. Dorthea went back into the house to get some more items as Per tied down atrunk onto the bed of the wagon. Dorthea picked up a carpetbag and began putting her husband's clothes in it. She stopped every now and then as a particular piece brought back a flood of memories. Still reminiscing, she finished packing, walked outside, and into the side of a horse. Dorthea gasped, jumped back, and dropped the bag as three mounted men looked down at her.

"What?!Who?!!" she gasped.

The three men were dressed in leather armor with long swords belted to their waists. Each carried a shield attached to the pommel of his saddle. Two were about twenty years old and the third was about thirty-five. It was his horse that Dorthea had absently walked into.

"I'm sorry to have startled you," the man smoothly. "We are just passing through."

"I'm sorry," stated Dorthea. "I didn't hear you ride up. How may I help you?"

"We are looking for a dangerous creature that might have passed by this way," the man told her. "He's seven and a half feet tall with green hair. Have you seen him?"

Dorthea's eyes grew wide and she gasped. She then recovered and said, "No, I haven't seen anyone like that."

The man smiled knowingly at her lie. His head then snapped up as Per walked out of the barn. The man's sword whistled out of his scabbard.

"Beorn, the woman," he ordered never taking his eyes off Per.

Beorn looked over at Dorthea and pulled out his sword. Dorthea's eyes grew wide and she stumbled backwards towards the door. Beorn cursed, switched his sword to his other hand, and pulled two darts out of his belt. Dorthea slammed the door just as both darts thunked solidly into the wood.

The man sighed heavily. "Apprentices," he explained to Per tiredly. "Beorn, you should have used the darts first since you were not in range for a swing. Go in and get her."

"Yes, Nico," answered Beorn.

"Well, Per, it's been a fun chase, but now it's over," stated Nico, getting off his horse. The third man who had his shield on and sword out followed him. "Stand still," Nico told Per. "I'll make it painless."

Per quickly leaned into the barn and grabbed his sword and shield. He swung around just in time to catch Nico's sword on the face of his shield. Per backed up inside the barn, shaking the scabbard off his sword, so he would not have the two men coming at him from opposite directions.

"Strong and quick," commented Nico following Per into the barn. The third man also entered the barn and moved to Nico's left. They all heard someone banging against a door outside. "Poor Beorn. I'm going to have to chastise him severely about his performance."

"Don't bother," replied Per, getting his shield onto his arm. "I'll do it for you as soon as I'm done here."

Nico made a mock bow. "I would almost forgo killing you to see that, but, unfortunately, I can't. It would set a bad precedent. I also made a mistake. I did not expect you to stop," and he swung at Per.

Per caught the sword on his shield and blocked the third man's sword with his own. Per was on the defensive. Thrusts, slashes and feints came at him from all angles. Luckily, the third man was not experienced enough to time his attacks with Nico's. This was enough to allow Per to block their swords, but not enough for him to take the offensive.

Nico and the third man withdrew back several paces. To Per, it seemed that they had been fighting for an hour, even though he knew it had only been a minute or so. All three were breathing heavily.

"Well, I must say that you have been trained well," stated Nico."Although, I expected that since you killed the man who was sent to the farm."

"That's two mistakes," said Per, smiling. "I didn't kill him. My father did."

"Tenan?He does not use a mace or club."

"I didn't say my stepfather," countered Per. "I said my father, the ogre, Gar."

There was a loud shattering of glass from outside. Nico did not even look. He kept his eyes on Per.

"It seems that Beorn has finally found a window. I am sorry about the woman, but we can't have witnesses."

Per roared and stamped at the third man like he was going to charge him. The man flinched and raised his shield up to ward off Per's blow. Per turned on the balls of his feet and crashed into Nico, shield to shield. Per felt a nick to his shield arm, but his weight and strength bashed Nico backwards, head over heels, to a pile of farm implements.

Per did not waste a moment, but turned back towards the third man, who was coming at him. Per blocked the man's sword thrust with his shield and swung at his legs. A meaty ka-chunk and the impact transmitted through his sword told Per that his blow had landed solidly. The man screamed and fell to the ground, his hands trying to cover the huge, bleeding gash in his upper leg. Per swung around away from the man in time to see Nico spring back up to his feet.

"Very good," said Nico, with a menacing chill to his words. "It won't affect the outcome, though."

"You've made two mistakes so far," snarled Per. "Your third was coming after me!"

Per and Nico met in a series of strokes and counter-strokes. Nico was faster, but Per had learned to use his strength and reach. The bastard sword that Per swung with one hand was longer than Nico's long sword. Per used his strength to bash his sword against Nico's shield, knocking him a little off-balance each time. It pushed Nico out of position for follow-up swings and parries.




Per backed up against a stall, preparing for another round when a dart smacked into the wood not more than an inch from his head. Per spun away just before another dart landed right where his head was. Per blocked Nico's sword and looked over to see that the third man had tied a bandage to his leg and had pulled several darts out of his belt. Per moved around quickly to keep Nico between the third man and himself.

Basically immobilized, Per was now getting the worst from the swordfight. His shield arm was nicked again and then his left leg. Per's helm rang as Nico's sword bounced off of it. Per charged forward, but Nico moved back, unwilling to try to match his strength against Per's. Per went on the offensive, swinging to keep Nico moving back. Another dart went whistling by Per's head. Per charged again and Nico moved quickly to the side.

Nico, however, was not Per's target. Per rushed by him, blocking Nico's sword with his shield, and was right upon the third man. The man's eyes bulged as he realized that Per was looming right over him. Clutching a dart in his hand, the man could only stare straight up as Per's sword swung down and split the man's skull in two. Per spun around and quickly jumped back as Nico's sword almost disemboweled him.

"I guess it's just you and me," said Nico.

"C'mon then," Per told him.

Per and Nico began their duel again. All thought was gone except the desire to kill the other one. The din was tremendous as they slashed and cut at each other. Neither could get an advantage over the other. Each wounded the other, but only slightly. Per then noticed that Nico's shield was not being held up as high as it was at the beginning. Per had unmercifully punished that arm by using his strength to knock Nico out of position. Per blocked a slash from Nico on his shield, now heavily scarred, and made a feint at the legs. Nico dropped his shield down and Per changed the angle of his thrust upwards. Nico tried to bring his shield back up, but his arm could not move fast enough. Per's sword punched through the leather breastplate into the center of Nico's chest.

Nico sagged and dropped his sword. Per ripped out his sword and blood spurted out of the wound. Nico coughed, choked, and fell to the ground. Per backed away quickly, never taking his eyes off of him until he was outside the barn. Per then turned and ran towards the farmhouse.

A window on the side of the farmhouse facing the barn was broken. Per could see the legs of Beorn sticking out. Rushing up, Per grabbed Beorn's belt and yanked him back out of the window. Per was shocked to see a butcher knife sticking completely through Beorn's throat.

"Dorthea!" cried Per. "Dorthea! Where are you?"

"Per?PER!" he heard her cry from inside.

The front door crashed open and Dorthea ran out to hug Per tightly. Per dropped his bloody sword and held her tightly as she sobbed uncontrollably. Per helped her sit down and waited for her crying to stop.

"I...I...barred the door, but I heard him moving around outside," she gasped out. "He then broke the window. I had grabbed the...the...the knife. When he stuck his head in, I...I...I...just stabbed."

"Shh. Shh," cooed Per softly. "It's alright. He was trying to kill you."

Dorthea looked up at Per. "You weren't lying about the assassins. What you said was the truth."

"Yes, I was and now it is even more important that you leave here," he told her. "Will you be alright? I have to check on the men in the barn."

"Go ahead," Dorthea said. "I'll be fine."

Per picked up his sword and went cautiously back to the barn. He knew the third man was dead, but he was not sure about Nico. Both bodies were there. Nico coughed a wet hacking cough and, even though he had his back to Per, Per was sure he was coughing up blood. Per went over to Nico and knelt behind him, putting his shield between the two of them.

"Your third mistake," Per said to him.

"You did well," gasped Nico. "I should have let you go and caught you later when we had the element of surprise. (Cough) I can't breathe. Please help me roll on my back." Per reached over and pulled on Nico's shoulder. As he rolled onto his back, Nico's hand, which was underneath him, flashed towards Per's chest. The thin stiletto skittered on Per's shield, leaving an oily stain across it. Per jumped back as Nico, his energy now spent, slumped down on the barn floor.

"Smart, too," gasped Nico. "You may be able to avoid us, but Idoubt it."

Nico then sliced his arm with the stiletto. His body began to shake and convulse. After a couple of seconds, Nico went stiff and then noiselessly collapsed. Per went over. This time there was no doubt that he was dead. Per wiped the poison off his shield and then buried both the rag and the stiletto. He then dragged both men out of the barn.

"What will we do with them?" Dorthea asked Per.

"You finish packing. I'm going to bury them," he told her.

By evening, almost everything that could be packed had been loaded on the wagon. Per had buried all three men in a single grave. The only thing left to be packed on the wagon was Dorthea's bed. Per planned on loading it in the morning.

"Go get some sleep," Per said to her. "You have a long way to go come morning."

Per went into the barn and climbed up to the hayloft. As he prepared for bed, he saw Dorthea enter the barn and climb up the ladder to him.

"Dorthea, I..." he started to say.

"Hush," she said quietly, removing her clothes. "I know. Last night was an attempt to make you stay. Tonight, I want it to be for no other reason than you and me."

Dorthea reached up and pulled Per's head down to give him a soul-searing kiss. Per wrapped his arms around her and returned the kiss with feeling. Their tongues dueled with each other. Per broke their kiss to move around to nibble on her ear.

Dorthea gasped as his tongue traced around her ear. Per felt her reach down and unbuckled his trousers, allowing them to fall to the floor. Per stepped back out of his pants and pulled off his tunic, now both of them were naked.

Dorthea moved forward and grasped Per's hard cock with both hands. With her nostrils flared, Dorthea stared at his cock as her hands squeezed and caressed it. A large drop of pre-cum oozed out the tip and Dorthea leaned over to lick it. She continued to lave the tip of Per's prick with her tongue, sending shivers up his spine.

"Not yet," said Per, moving Dorthea away from his cock when he felt the tension begin to build in his balls. "Lie down."

Dorthea laid down on the tarp and Per settled down beside her. He nuzzled her neck as his hand began to caress and fondle her breasts. Dorthea's hands moved to stroke Per's arms and head. Per slid down to lick and suck her hard nipples as his hand moved lower to part her legs. Dorthea moaned in anticipation as his hand slid over her dark pubic hair.

Per's fingers found her pussy to be hot and wet. Dorthea gripped Per tightly as he stroked her clitoris and sank a finger into her cunt. Dorthea's breathing became heavier and faster as Per continued to suck her breasts and finger-fuck her.

"Oh, yes," she panted. "Just like that. Oh, your finger feels sooooo good! Mmm, yes. I...I...I...AIIEEEEEEEE!!!"

Dorthea screamed out her orgasm as Per felt her juices gush over his fingers. Dorthea bucked and arched as her orgasm reached down to her very depths. She finally flopped back down, gasping for air. She then looked over at Per.

"Come here and fill me with that hard cock of yours."

Per rolled over between her legs and positioned his cock at her pussy entrance. The tip entered her wet cunt and it stretched wide to accommodate its size. Per slid half of his cock into Dorthea as she squirmed under him in passion. Per began to fuck his hard rod in and out of her steaming cunt.

"Mmmm," Dorthea moaned. "It's so big and wonderful. Oh, yes. Fuck it into me. Make me cum again."

Per looked down at her as her hips arched up to meet his thrusts. Per increased the speed of his thrusts, but stopped once eliciting a moan of disappointment from Dorthea. That moan was changed to a gasp as Per gently slid his cock as far as it would go into her. Dorthea's eyes flew open as eight inches of his cock slid in before hitting bottom. Per resumed his fucking and Dorthea quivered underneath him.

Per felt the tension build in his balls and it peaked quickly. The crest caught Per by surprise and he shoved his cock into Dorthea to release a torrent of cum into her womb.

"Oh, I can feel you spurting into me," panted Dorthea. "It's hot and...and ...Oh, yes...Yes!"

Per felt Dorthea's pussy clamp down on his spurting cock as her fingers dug into his forearm. Per's cock fired off its final spurt of hot jism as Dorthea sighed in happiness. Per rolled off Dorthea, not wanting to crush her under his weight. His cock was still rock-hard and he felt the fire begin to burn in his groin. Dorthea rolled over and snuggled closer. She opened her eyes and found herself staring at his hard cock.

"Um, Per? Do you get this urge every time after you cum?" she asked him, still staring at his prick.

"Yes," he said between tightly clenched teeth.

"Oh."

Dorthea rolled over and kissed Per on the cheek. She then sat up and threw aleg over his hips. The fire in his groin was building, but not with the same intensity as the day before. Dorthea, kneeling over Per, reached down between them to position his cock at her pussy opening. Sliding backwards, Dorthea slowly impaled herself on his prick.

Per's breathing became heavier as he felt his passion begin to build. His cock slid in and out of Dorthea's cunt as she bounced up and down on it. Dorthea bit her lower lip as her passion also built. As Per hit his peak, he grabbed Dorthea's hips and held her down on his cock as it exploded, shooting another load of cum into her.

Per's climax seemed to forever as his cock spurted wad after wad of hot sperm into Dorthea's vagina. Dorthea smiled and closed her eyes to savor the sensations of Per spurting into her. His second load overfilled her and she felt his cum dribbling down her legs. At last, Per's climax diminished and Dorthea collapsed on his massive chest, his cock still inside her.

"Thank you," Dorthea said to Per. "It's strange. I feel like I've been freed after being imprisoned. I think this place had a hold on me that I created for myself."

"You're welcome," answered Per. "Now, we had better get some rest. We both have a long way to go in the morning."