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Pervikar 06


Per& Alana stumble on another couple







Per and Alana had been traveling east through the wilderness. The land called to Per with its primordial beauty. Despite Alana's prediction that Per would lead an exciting life, nothing had happened for quite a few days. At times, it seemed that they were the only two people in the world.

As dusk was settling one evening, Per and Alana headed for a small group of trees to make camp. The grove was near a stream, which had a high embankment on one side. As they approached the woods, Per caught sight of a dim flash of red light within.

"Wait," he whispered to Alana. "Something is in there." They both crouched down and watched the trees. There was no movement or sound to be seen or heard. Suddenly, the red light flashed again back in the middle of the grove.

Per hobbled the mule and grasped his halberd. Alana had pulled out two daggers and they then quietly moved forward into the woods. After creeping forward several feet into the trees, Per and Alana came upon one of the strangest sights they had ever seen.

A round fleshy ball, about five feet in diameter, was floating not ten feet away from where they were hidden. Eyestalks protruded from the top of the ball and a big round eye was in the center of the ball. Ahideous mouth with sharp, pointed teeth was underneath the large eye. The thing was staring at a naked man and woman.

The woman was on her hands and knees as the man fucked her from behind. She looked to be about 19 to 20 years old with large breasts and short-cropped black hair. Her body was dripping sweat. The man was also about 20 with short blond hair. Per looked around and saw backpacks, weapons, and pieces of armor strewn all over the ground.

The man groaned, shivered and fell away from the woman, gasping for air. His limp cock flopped to the side as he hit the ground. Per could see that he was exhausted. The woman lowered her head to the ground and she was also gasping for air. Her thighs were shiny from their juices. Per jumped slightly as the round ball talked to the man and the woman.

"Yousss mustsss makesss herss juicysss," it said in a high, squeaky voice.

A red beam shot out of the big eye striking both the man and the woman. They both groaned and shook under its effect. The man groped blindly and then staggered behind the woman to sink his now hard cock back into her pussy.

"Fucksss hersss. Fastersss," commanded the thing.

The man began to pound hid cock in and out of the woman's cunt. Per motioned for Alana to go around to the right as he prepared to attack the ball. The thing's eyestalks swiveled around looking everywhere constantly. Per bided his time until all of the thing's eyes were focused on the man and the woman. He stood up quickly and swung his halberd at the floating ball.

The axe blade bit deep into it and the ball screamed shrilly. Per pulled his weapon free and jumped left just as an eyestalk whipped around and fired off a black beam at him. The beam missed, but hit the head of his halberd, disintegrating the top two feet of the weapon. The creature was turning to face Per when a dagger bounced off its tough skin.

Whipping around in the air, the creature fired a red beam from its central eye, striking Alana just as she was ready to throw her second dagger. Alana shivered in the beam's light, dropped her knife and frantically began to rip off her clothing.

Per, given a reprieve, pulled Dorgeth from the scabbard and lunged forward. His swing bounced off the hard body of the beast, but did slice off two eyestalks that were turning towards him. The creature screamed again as it tried to float away from Per.

Per followed the creature and cleaved into the ball with his sword. The thing gasped and flopped to the ground, its eyestalks waving around wildly. Per slashed at the monster and then, gripping his sword with both hands, plunged it down through the ball, pinning it to the ground.

Per yanked his sword free of the dying creature and drove it in again. He looked around to see that both the man and the woman had collapsed on the ground. He then saw Alana sitting on the ground naked with two fingers shoved up her pussy.

"P...P...Per, p...please!" moaned Alana as she shook and quivered.

"What can I do?" asked Per, concerned as he knelt beside her.

Alana grasped his hand and quickly shoved one of his large fingers into her sopping wet cunt. A moan of satisfaction came from her as she moved his hand to slide his finger in and out of her hole. Per was amazed at how tight and how wet her pussy was.

"It had to be the red beam," he thought. Per then shook his head."DUH!!!"

Per used his free hand to push Alana flat onto the ground. He pushed his middle finger in and out of her cunt, which gripped it tightly, as his other fingers played with her clitoris. Alana's breathing became labored and, in no time, she arched off the ground in the throes of apowerful orgasm.

"Wha...What happened?" she asked as she got her breath back.

"I don't know," answered Per, "but I suspect it had something to do with that thing over there. Stay here. I need to check on the other two."

Per went over to the man and the woman. Both were unconscious, but alive. It appeared that they had collapsed from exhaustion. Per recovered Dorgeth from the body of the now dead creature and dragged the carcass out of the grove. He retrieved the mule and went back into the woods.

Alana had redressed and Per made a bed for her, telling her to rest as he set up camp. He rolled out blankets for the man and the woman and tucked them into the beds. Unsure of the magical effects caused by the creature's eyes, Per could only sit and wait.

The next morning, Per got up and heated water for soup. He sliced dried beef into the boiling water and added spices. As he worked, Alana awoke and got up.

"How do you feel?" asked Per when she sat down by the fire.

"Alright, I guess," she answered. "I don't know what happened to me last night. One second, I was fighting and the next, I had to have sex."

"Do you remember the light from the creature's eye hitting you?" asked Per.

"I remember a red flash," said Alana. "How are the other two?"

"Exhausted. They haven't moved. I'm hoping there are no aftereffects."

"Me, too."

Per and Alana spent the rest of the day improving the campsite. They set up tents, collected firewood, and gathered water. They did not move the two people, but set the tents up directly over them. In the late afternoon, the woman moaned and stirred in her bed. Alana knelt down beside her while Per filled a cup with water.

Dry, croaking sounds came from the woman's mouth as she tried to speak. Per helped support her head as Alana held the cup to let her drink. The woman drank thirstily and then laid back down.

"Hush, dear," said Alana. "Don't talk. The creature that attacked you is dead. You and your friend are alive, but he is still unconscious."

The woman pointed over to one of their packs and mouthed the word -bottle. Per went over and pulled out a blue bottle from the pack. He brought it back to the woman and pulled out the stopper. Holding her head up again, he let her take several sips from the bottle.

The change was astounding. The woman's ashen color disappeared as her skin took on a more dusky hue. Her dark brown eyes became clear and more focused as her breathing eased.

"Thank you," she said in a low, husky voice. "This is a healing potion. If he wakes, give him this to drink. It will aid in his recovery."

"Who are you?" asked Per.

"I am Octavia and my companion is Karlto."

"Pleased to meet you," said Per. "Rest now. We'll talk in the morning."

"You, too," said Alana to Per. "If I know you, you've been up most of the night. I'll wake you if anything happens."

Per went to sleep and woke up at daybreak. Alana was asleep on top of her blankets with a dagger held in her hand. Per built up the fire and saw the blue bottle nearby. He picked it up and found that it was empty.

Per walked over tot the tent where Karlto was. Karlto was sleeping easier and most of the marks of exhaustion were gone from his face. As Per moved back to the fire, Alana got up.

"He woke up a little bit after you had gone to sleep," Alana told Per. "I let him drink the rest of the bottle and it healed him of his exhaustion. Better make a big breakfast. Ithink they are going to be hungry."

"Why don't you make breakfast?" asked Per, pulling a pot from one of their packs.

"I'm a thief, not a cook," retorted Alana. "Unless, of course, you want to try my cooking again."

Per grimaced as he remembered the one and only time he had made Alana cook.

"Just as well," he thought. "She has to do the cleanup."

Per cooked porridge, ham, bread and cheese for breakfast. Halfway through his preparations, Octavia stirred and come out of the tent with ablanket wrapped around her. She went over to her pack and pulled out clothing. Per kept his back turned as she dressed. After a few minutes, Octavia went into the tent where Karlto was and then came over to the fire.

"He seems better," she said as she accepted a plate of food from Per. "Did you give him any of the potion?" "Yes," replied Per. "Alana gave it to him last night. I'm Per and this is Alana, by the way."

"Honored. I'm going to go get Karlto. He should have some food."

Octavia walked into Karlto's tent and woke him up. Karlto come out wrapped in a blanket. Surveying around, he jumped a little at the sight of Per. He picked up a pack and pulled out clothing for himself. After he dressed, he and Octavia walked back to the fire and Per got his first real good look at them.

Karlto was about 5'11'' tall and weighed about 180 pounds. He had short blond hair with a thin moustache and blue eyes. A silver medallion hung from his neck. Octavia was about 5'8'' tall and busty. Her arms were well muscled and she moved with the assurance of a fighter.

"I wish to thank you, old boy," said Karlto cheerfully. "I thought that beholder had us. I was quite at the end of my tether."

Per smiled at Karlto's strange accent and said, "You're welcome. I'm Per and this is Alana. How did you manage to end up here?"

"The same could be asked of you," stated Karlto. "No matter. Octavia wanted to go adventuring and talked me into it. We've known each other off and on for years. It as just our blasted luck to run right into that beholder."

"Off and on for years?" asked Alana. "You mean you're not married?"

"Again the same could be asked of you," said Karlto, with a gleam in his eye as he looked back and forth between massive Per and diminutive Alana. "No, we are not and haven't even been intimate except for the beholder's magic, but I do not suppose that counts. Or does it, Octavia?"

"No, it doesn't," she replied, as she took a bite of ham. "Remember last time?"

"She damned near took my bloody hand off," Karlto informed Per and Alana in a stage whisper. "As it was I was laid up for a week. Enough about us, let's hear your story."

Per told them about the halfling village and the orcs. Karlto and Octavia listened in silence until he was done.

"That's how we ended up here," said Per, finishing up.

"Sounds like a good fight," said Octavia. "Give us the dishes. It's the least we can do right now."

"Alana, what do you think of them?" asked Per, as Octavia and Karlto took the dishes and pots down to the stream to clean them.

"They appear to be alright. Why?"

"I was wondering if they would want to join us. Safety in numbers, but Iwanted to ask you first."

"I guess I'm naturally suspicious," stated Alana. "I want to know more about them first."

Per and Alana waited until Karlto and Octavia came back from the stream. After everything was packed away, Per asked them to sit down.

"Alana and I have been talking about all of us joining together..." started Per.

"I say, old boy. Octavia and I were discussing the same thing down at the stream," interrupted Karlto. "Safety in numbers, what?You seem to have all the luck and we could use some. However, we know about Alana because you've told us, but what we need to find out is about you, Per. No insult intended."

"None taken," said Per, smiling. "I'm used to people being startled by my appearance. I'm half-ogre. My father was an ogre and my mother human. I was raised on a farm by my mother and taught about weapons by the hands she hired. They were retired soldiers. I got into an incident where I upset a high ranking individual and had to leave or get killed. I've been adventuring ever since."

"I think there are some gaps in your story, old boy," stated Karlto, when Per was finished, "but I'm satisfied for now. As for myself, I was given over to the Temple of Zeus at an early age. Ican't remember my parents, only the priests. One priest, old Russo, trained me in the martial arts. Originally, I think I was supposed to be a guard at the temple, but I went on to become a cleric. I was in the lap of luxury when Octavia dragged me away from all that."

"Hush," commanded Octavia. "You lived in a 10' square cell with a hard wooden bed. You drooled at the prospect of getting out of the temple. As a matter of fact, I think the other priests were pushing you out the door when it came time to leave."

Alana and Per both broke out laughing, as Karlto turned bright red.

"My turn," said Octavia. "My mother died in childbirth and my father never remarried. He was an officer in the army. Since he did not know about little girls, he taught me what he did know -strategy, tactics and weapons. We moved a lot and I got used to being on my own. After my father was injured in a battle, he retired. He saw I was unhappy just sitting around at home and actually sent me out into the wide world. I guess to find myself. So I grabbed up Karlto and here we are."

Per looked over at Alana and she nodded.

If you would like to join us, we'd like to have you," said Per. "As Karlto said, Safety in numbers, what?"

"Um, treasure?" asked Karlto.

"Equal split with one extra share set aside. The extra share buys the common goods for the group, like food and such."

"Sounds fair. There's a town two days from here," said Octavia. "Let's head there for supplies and then decide where to go."

They spent the rest of the day in the camp getting ready to travel. Both Karlto and Octavia wore chainmail armor. Karlto carried a wicked looking flail, while Octavia was an arsenal with daggers, long sword, spear and sling.

The group headed south towards the town. Karlto was jovial and rash with a sense of humor that sometimes eluded Per. Octavia had a soldier's sense of humor, inherited no doubt for her father. The four of them got along well together.

After a couple of days, they arrived at the town in the midafternoon. It was a fairly new town, built at a crossroads. It catered mainly to the miners in the area and to the merchants who were passing through, making the atmosphere of the town a rough and tumble place. About two-thirds of the population was transient.

A silver coin elicited the name of an inn, the Elf, from the gate guard. Just off the central square, Per had his doubts about a good night's sleep when he saw the sign swinging above the door. It was acarving of a naked female elf that was looking sexually over her shoulder while beckoning customers with her finger. Per, Alana, Octavia, and Karlto looked at each other.

"I didn't see any place more inviting coming in," said Per. "What do you think?"

"I say this is just the place, old boy," exclaimed Karlto, a little too eagerly.

"Let's see what it's like inside first," said Octavia.

It was surprising clean inside. Two pretty barmaids were sweeping the floor as two other barmaids served the lunchtime crowd. A short, muscular man with white hair and a walrus moustache walked over to them.

"Welcome to the Erotic Elf. How may I help you?" he asked.

"Uh, we were looking for some quiet rooms for the night," stated Per, dubiously.

The man smiled widely. "First time in town, huh? No inn here is quiet until after midnight. In all fairness, my inn is not as wild as some of the others and the crowd is less boisterous. I can offer you clean beds and good rooms. Unfortunately, the quiet will have to be after midnight."

"Sounds better than nothing at all," conceded Per. "You have any beds in my size?"

The group settled into the four rooms that the innkeeper showed them. Per's bed was extra-long. He dropped off his packs and went out to meet his friends. The streets were noisy and filled with just about every race on the earth. Vendors and merchants shouted out their wares and street performers did acts, all to separate people from their money. Per found a weapon smith and purchased a new halberd to replace the one destroyed by the beholder. Rations and other items, like tents for Octavia and Karlto, were purchased for the group along with another mule to carry the extra gear.

Per stopped at a jewelry shop when his eye caught sight of two necklaces. Both were made from silver with dangling pendants. One pendant was atiger's eye and the other was topaz. Per told the others to go ahead and he would catch up with them later. He went into the store and talked with the owner about purchasing the necklaces.

"What are you going to do with two necklaces?" Alana asked him as Per came out of the store.

"Why didn't you go ahead?" asked Per.

"To keep an eye on you," said Alana with a sour look. "Well?"

"They remind me of two girls back home," said Per. "The tiger's eye matches one girl's hair and the blue topaz matches the other's eyes. I thought I would send them these."

"C'mon. Let's go see the innkeeper about courier service here."

Per and Alana went back to the Elf. Per arranged with the innkeeper to have the two necklaces sent to Melinar and Nyrandurril. He then joined Alana, Octavia and Karlto for dinner. As they ate, more and more people came into the inn. The barmaids began to flirt outrageously and the noise level climbed significantly. Most of the early arrivals came in for supper, but Per soon noticed a change as more beer and liquor was served than food. Four musicians set up in acorner and the crowd yelled as they started in on a popular tune. Foots stomped, hands clapped as the musicians played faster and faster. Everyone yelled out again as the finale resounded out.

The Elf became more boisterous as the night wore on and the alcohol flowed like water. The waitresses danced on the tables showing off alot of cleavage and not a little leg. They also danced with the patrons, rubbing their bodies up against their partners, while fending off grasping hands that got a little too familiar. Per was surprised that their dresses did not fall to the floor under the weight of the gold and silver pieces that disappeared down the front of their tight blouses.

"Enjoying yourselves?" asked the innkeeper loudly over the noise of the crowd.

"This is great!" Per yelled back. "Is it like this every night?"

"More or less," yelled the innkeeper. "I guess the miners spend too much time alone in the wilderness and have to cut loose when they hit town. Anything I can get you?"

"Denuvian brandy," yelled Karlto.

"Sorry. Ran out yesterday. Won't get any more until the day after tomorrow."

"Oh, bloody hell," cursed Karlto.

"The only place I know that has some is the Ogling Orc," yelled the innkeeper.

"How far away?" asked Octavia.

"Out the door and turn right. Go seven blocks and turn left. Another eight blocks and it's on the right."

"I say, let's go," said Karlto, standing up and moving towards the door.

Per looked at Alana and Octavia, who both shrugged their shoulders and then stood up to follow Karlto. Per stood up also and was stopped by the innkeeper.

"It's a little rough," warned the innkeeper. "The, um, entertainment tends to get out of hand."




"Thanks for the warning," said Per. "I think I'd have rather stayed here."

The four companions headed down to the other inn. The neighborhood was in a low-rent district. The signboard above the inn was of an orc, with eyes the size of dinner plates, staring over a wall at a naked girl. A dwarf was passed out in the street and loud music blasted out of the windows of the inn. Two large hobgoblins stood guard at the door and there was a constant flow of people in and out of the inn.

Per and his friends pushed their way inside. It was twice as crowded as the Elf. They all stopped just inside the door, their mouths opened with shock. The room was a large two-story high room with a balcony that went three-quarters of the way around the main floor. A stage filled the far wall. Numerous lamps lit the room. It was all the activity that stunned Per and his friends to immobility until they were pushed aside by new arrivals.

A good-looking human girl was dancing on the main stage. Her clothes were strewn all over the stage as she did a bump and grind to the music. She shook her breasts at the men lining the stage and rubbed her hands all over her nude body to their catcalls and whistles.

In a dark back corner, a woman had passed out face down on a table. Her legs hung over the edge and her pants had been pulled down to her ankles. White, slimy cum was dripping from her pussy. As Per watched, a grimy, grizzled man stepped up behind the woman, undid his pants, and shoved his cock all the way into her cunt. The woman did not even move as he fucked her.

Another bizarre scene was taking place at another table. Six women, two in elegant dresses, two in armor and two in buckskin, sat close together at a long rectangular table. A naked man, his hands clasped behind his head, was lying on the table. Each woman, in turn, would pump his hard cock ten times before letting the next woman stroke it. It seemed that each woman gave up the cock with a sigh of relief and took it with trepidation.

Waitresses, wearing barely anything, rubbed themselves up and down on patrons'laps. One waitress crawled under a table and the man's eyes rolled back as her mouth started sucking on his cock. People of different genders and races challenged each other to drinking contests. Arm wrestling was the major sport. The whole room reeked of debauchery and sex.

"What'd ya want?" asked a thin man coming up to Per and the others. The man had a sleazy look, which Per did not like. Per was also having aserious reservation about coming here in the first place.

"Denuvian brandy," ordered Karlto.

The man looked at Per.

"Ale," said Per, "and a place to sit down, of one's to be had."

Octavia ordered ale and the man barley heard Alana's request for wine as he was openly admiring Octavia's obvious assets. The man licked his lips and then motioned to the hobgoblin at the door. He nodded at two drunken gnomes occupying a table. The hobgoblin walked over, cracked their heads together and then dragged the unconscious bodies out to the street. The man led Per and his friends over to the now unoccupied table.

"I'll be right back with your drinks," said the man. He turned to Octavia. "I hope later you'll grace us with a song or dance."

"I don't think so," stated Octavia.

"Such natural beauty should not go to waste," said the man slyly."We'll divide what they throw up on the stage, sixty-forty. Sixty for me since it is my stage."

"Sorry. I'm not interested."

"C'mon," wheedled the man. "With your body, you could clear a hundred, maybe two hundred pieces of gold a night."

"The lady said no," growled Per, showing off his large incisors.

The man blanched and backed off, holding up his hands. "Not aproblem. Just saw a chance for a lucrative business deal. Be back with your drinks in a minute."

"I say, what are those women doing?" asked Karlto, jerking a thumb at the women who were jacking off the man on the table.

"Drinking contest," said the man with a sneer. "He's gonna blow sooner or later. The woman who makes him cum has to buy the next two rounds for the others and she has to lick the man clean. Of course, she gets to pick the next male for the table. Sometimes, it gets real interesting."

"Sounds like a good deal for the man," stated Karlto.

Maybe, but he just made the woman lose a contest. She may not...appreciate... that fact."

The man left to go get their drinks from the bartender. A redheaded barmaid, whose halter-top barely held in her tits, brought their drinks to them. Shouts from the table with the women made Per turn his head. One of the women in an elegant dress was holding the spurting cock of the man. With a look of resignation, she signaled for the bartender to serve rounds around the table as the other women teased her about losing. The woman sighed and leaned over to lick up the shiny cum off the man's cock and stomach. When she was finished, she polished off her drink with one swig to the congratulations of the other women.

Per turned back to his table in time to see Alana dip her pinkie in her wine and take a small taste. Alana then casually gripped Octavia's hand, which was bringing her drink up to her mouth and forced it back down. Octavia looked at Alana in surprise and Alana shook her head no to Octavia. Octavia stared at Alana for a second or two and then got the hint. She shoved her drink away from her and left it in the middle of the table. Per, Alana and Karlto all did the same.

"Well, now? How are things here?" asked the man coming forward.

"The drinks look a little funny and have a strange odor," said Per.

"I'm sure it's just that you are not used to our local vintage," said the man with a smile. "Drink up. If you don't like it, it's on the house."

Warning bells were going off in Per's head. "How about if you drink them," said Per.

"Sorry, it's against my rules to drink with customers," said the man, flatly.

"Then I guess we'll just be going," said Per, standing up.

"You saying my drinks are spiked?" asked the man angrily.

The room was now silent, all eyes on Per and the man. Per caught sight of a hobgoblin sneaking up behind Karlto. Per immediately spun around and lashed out with a fist. His knuckles crunched the nose of the hobgoblin that was behind him with a raised blackjack. The hobgoblin grunted and staggered backwards to crash into another table of drinkers. The whole room exploded into bedlam.

Bottles, chairs, mugs, and anything else not tied down went flying through the air. Everyone was swing or kicking at someone else. The barmaids shrieked and screamed as they ran for cover. Only one of them made it to the back door with her clothes intact.

Per was in a swirling melee with people jostling and punching all around him. He had gotten separated from the man and Per looked around for his companions. That earned him a punch on the jaw from an inebriated man. Per glared at his assailant and hit him with his fist. The man spun around 180 degrees, staggered two steps and then crashed to the floor. Per snorted in satisfaction as he backhanded another man who was coming at him.

Per looked around again and saw Octavia and Alana against a wall with the six women from the other table. They had formed a semi-circle and were defending each other. From the three unconscious bodies at their feet, it seemed that they were holding their own. Per turned back just in time to dodge a punch from the man who had waited on them.

"You'll pay for this!" hissed the man as he squared off against Per.

Per spat at his feet. The man swung at Per clumsily and Per easily dodged the punch. Per had a moment of contempt at the man's fighting ability until he caught a kick in his ribs followed by a punch to his jaw. Per scrambled back, avoiding a roundhouse kick to his head as he shook off the shock of the attack.

"Still standing?" sneered the man. "You might be better than Isupposed."

The man launched into a series of attacks and Per was hard pressed to defend himself. Most of the kicks and punches were blocked, but not all of them. Per was gasping in pain as the man's feet and hands hit him again and again.

"Well, now? I guess it's time to end this," said the man and he drew back a fist for a straight punch.

As the man's fist flew forward, Per gathered up his strength and threw apunch of his own. Their hands met with a loud crack. Per felt the pain lance up his arm and his hand felt like it had been broken. The man screamed loudly and griped his hand to his chest. Per could see afragment of bone protruding from the back of the man's hand. Per grasped the front of the man's tunic with his other hand and pulled him close. Silence had once again fallen on the room.

"Did you do something to our drinks?" Per snarled at the man."Well?"

"Yeah!Yeah! Let me go. Oh Gods, it hurts."

"That's all I have to hear," said a new voice.

Per let go of the man and turned towards the door. Standing there was an officer of the town guard with ten men at his back. He coolly surveyed the carnage and people in the inn. He then slowly walked down to the center of the room, casually taking off his gauntlets.

"Do you want to press charges?" the officer asked Per.

"No," said Per hesitantly, unsure of where this was going.

"Probably for the best. Anyone with you?"

"The two women over there and...?" Per looked around until he saw Karlto standing to one side with a split lip. "That man over there."

"Good," said the officer. He then raised his voice. "Everyone has ten seconds to clear out of here, except for the employees. Ten...Nine...Eight..."

Per and his friends wasted no time, but ran for the door with all the other patrons. They crunched their way through the door and headed back to the Elf. Halfway there, they all burst out laughing at the exhilaration and pent up emotion. Things were quieting down at the inn when they arrived and they went up to their rooms.

Per had just stripped down for bed when he heard a knock at his door. Hastily putting on a robe to cover his naked body, Per opened the door and was surprised to see Alana there, also dressed in a robe. Per opened the door wider and Alana walked into his room.

"Per, I...I wanted to thank you for saving me from that beholder," she said.

"You would have done the same for me," stated Per as he closed the door.

"No, I wouldn't have," said Alana. "If you had been struck by that red beam, I would have run off. I was almost ready to flee when it struck me."

"But you didn't," argued Per. "As I remember, you were getting ready to throw another knife at it when that light hit you. You distracted it enough for me to kill it, at a great risk to yourself."

"Anyway, thanks," said Alana. "I've been thinking that since you got me off to overcome the beholder's magic that I should return the favor."

"I think you've slipped a wheel, Alana," said Per with a laugh."I'll never fit inside you."

"Of course not," she stated, pulling a flask out of one of her pockets. Alana then took off her robe, revealing her small, but perfectly shaped body underneath. "I'm going to do it the way you did to me, with my hands. Now, lie down."

"Alana, you don't..."

"Shh!" She interrupted. "Get out of that robe and lie down."

Per shook his head at her determination and looked at Alana. She just looked back at him with her arms crossed under her breasts. Per slipped off his robe with a responding gasp from Alana.

Per's cock is normally seven inches long soft. With Alana standing naked in front of him, it had grown to nine inches. Per laid down as Alana approached him on the bed.

"It's huge!" she gasped, staring at his cock in fascination. Under her stare, it hardened up another inch longer.

"You don't have to do this," said Per.

"Oh, hush," pooed Alana, plunking her cute little round ass down on his leg. "I want to and I'm sure no other girl in the village has handled a cock this size. At least not a cock that has more than animal intelligence behind it."

"Alana!"

Alana laughed and reached for the flask. She poured some oil onto her hands and then on Per's cock. She straddled Per's leg and began stroking his cock with both hands. It grew to its full twelve-inch length. Alana could barely encircle it with both hands.

"Alana, if you continue, I'm going to have to cum twice," said Per.

"Why twice?" asked Alana as her slick hands slid up and down the entire length of his prick.

"After I climax the first time, I burn up with lust until I climax again," gasped Per as Alana fondled his balls gently with one hand. "I'm barely in control until I do cum a second time."

"I can handle it," she said with a smile.

Per watched as Alana jerked off his cock. Her hands firmly grasped his cock as they slowly stroked up and down the shaft. Every now and then, she would use short, fast strokes on the head of his cock, increasing the tension in his balls, before going back to the long, slow strokes.

Per was soon breathing heavily and he felt Alana grind her pussy down on his leg. As she stroked his cock, she rocked backed and forth on his leg and Per felt her hot, wet pussy slid on his leg. Alana was panting as she increased the speed she was stroking his prick.

The tension continued to build in Per's balls. He gasped for air and knew he was going to climax soon. Alana must of felt it also because she moved her hands up and pumped quickly on the sensitive head of his cock. The sensation shot down his shaft into his balls and the tension exploded. Per's cock lurched and spurted out a large wad of hot, sticky sperm. Alana smiled and went back to stroking his shaft and Per's cock continued to spew forth its jizz. Most of his sperm landed on Per's abdomen and legs. Some, however, landed in Alana's hair, arms and hands. The burn began as Per's spurts died off.

"You're harder now than you were before," exclaimed Alana.

Per only grunted as Alana began rubbing up and down his cock in hard, fast strokes. He could feel his lust rise and knew her hand job was not going to be enough. Per sat up and swung his legs around, dumping Alana onto the bed. She stared at him, wide-eyed, as he grasped her ankles and held her legs straight up and apart.

Per slapped his cock down between her legs. Its length went from her crotch all the way up to the top of her breasts. Per grasped the flask and poured oil all over his cock and Alana. He then scissored her legs closed over his cock. Per then fucked his oily cock between her legs.

Alana pressed her hands on the top of his cock holding it tightly against her body as it slid back and forth. Per felt the added pressure and the tension increased in his balls, which slapped against Alana's round ass. He also felt her legs tighten around his shaft as it thrust between her slick thighs.

"Oh!OH! OH!" gasped Alana, trembling. "Your...your...your cock...is riding...right over my clit! I'm gonna...I'm gonna...CUM!!!!!!"

Alana shivered and spasmed as she orgasmed. She wrapped her arms around Per's cock and her legs squeezed tighter than before. Per fucked faster as the tension built in his balls. His lust was increasing and a red haze was settling over his eyes.

The tightness in his balls grew and grew. Per thrust one final time and climaxed. The burning lust poured down his prick and rushed out with the first spurt of cum. The white stream hit Alana below the chin, splattering on her throat and oozing down her neck. Per pulled back and his second and third spurt of sticky white goo sprayed all over Alana's body.

Per sat down heavily as his climax receded. Alana sat up and looked down at her oil and sperm covered body.

"For a second there, I was afraid you were going to stick that monster in me," she said.

"I did give it some serious consideration," said Per. "I did warn you."

Alana smiled and touched his cheek. "I need a bathe. Desperately."

Alana used a towel to wipe most of the excess off her before putting on her robe. She headed to the door and then looked back with a wide smile.

"That was nice, Per. We may have to try it again, if I can get up my courage for it."