A Night in the Innkeeper (Shaka)

Ameiko shut the door to her bedroom, turning and pressing her back to the door. She had led Shaka through the kitchens and out to the back of the building where her own rooms had a separate door to the building. She’d let Shaka in, and he now stood in the middle of a comfortable room not much unlike any other inn room, except it was cluttered with the collection of things someone settled into a life accumulated around her.

Ameiko’s strange lute-like instrument, a relic of her Tian heritage, was one a stand in the corner and the mantle of the hearth was decorated with various nicknacks from around town. Her dresser was overflowing, there was a satchel spilling out from under the bed that had more clothes there, and hanging on one wall was a painting of the Magnimar skyline.

“Comfortable,” Shaka nodded.

“I didn’t bring you here to take the tour, Shaka,” Ameiko said, stepping forward and reaching up with both hands to take his face and bring it down to her. She kissed him, pressing her lips to hers, and he slowly wrapped his arms around the woman and breathed her in.

It had been… Well, it had been a long time for Shaka. Holding her, she felt small in his arms, but insistent. Her tongue pressed against his lips, and he allowed her access, and she hummed a moan as his own thick tongue played against hers.

She began unclasping his cloak, and Shaka had to stop himself from simply ripping her blouse off of her.

In a rushed flurry, they disrobed themselves and each other. Ameiko’s boots, a maroon leather laced up to her thigh, were easier to take off with help. Shaka’s heavy garb, followed by the long shirt of chainmail, hit the floor with a thud and Ameiko ducked to unlacing his britches with glee. Her eyes, a wonderful almond color, went wide when he was revealed.

“Well, this is going to hurt,” Ameiko said, and licked her lips.

“If you’re not sure-” Shaka said.

Ameiko smirked and grabbed his half-hard cock with both hands. “No, no. I meant it’s going to hurt in the best way.”

Shaka was a half-giant all over, and his tool matched.

Ameiko was a lithe woman, with the soft curves of a woman who could well become a matronly mother, or remain hard and lean, depending on the life she would live. Her honey gold skin had a warmth in the light of the fire, and she had a spiraling dragon tattoo not only on her right upper arm, but also another on her left hip, twisting in on itself all the way to under her breast. Her areolas and nipples were a puffy cones, and a pale pinkish brown, and her pubic hair had been trimmed into a tight, dark tuft.

Shaka breathed in, his chest like a bellows, as he took her in.

“Well,” Ameiko asked, putting a fist on her hip. “Nothing to say?”

He shook his head. “Just making sure I’ll never forget this.”

She blushed, but her smirk didn’t leave her lips. “I don’t think I could forget this if I tried.”

They embraced again, and now they felt each other skin to skin. Ameiko’s lean body feeling soft against Shaka’s large, muscled body. His skin remained a pale granite color across his body, and Ameiko was clearly enamoured with his equipment as she once again put both hands onto his cock, and then slid one of them down to feel at his heavy sack.

“What did I say about tonight?” she asked.

Shaka responded by picking her up and tossing her onto the fur-covered bed. Ameiko whooped as she flew, and landed with a bounce on the fresh straw mattress. Shaka was back on her in an instant, flipping her over onto her stomach and then up onto her hands and knees. He grabbed her by the hair, wrapping his bing fingers in the black strands, and used his other hand to knock her legs wider. Ameiko followed his silent direction willingly, arching her back and growling a moan at the feel of his big hands on her body.

With one finger, Shaka tested her cunt and found it wet with her excitement. Still holding her by the hair, he set one big foot up on her bed and leaned in, bringing his cock in line with her.

Ameiko’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and she released a guttural, wordless, “Huuuuuuggh,” as he entered her, the thick spongy glans of his cock splitting through her lips and stretching her in a way she hadn’t felt before. During her time adventuring she’d had some experiences - with allies, with enemies. In back alleys and out in the wilds.

Never had a cock so thoroughly stretched her out and claimed a piece of her.

“Tight,” Shaka grunted, holding Ameiko in place by her waist as he **** another inch of his cock into her.

“Well I hope I am,” Ameiko panted and laughed. “Gods, fuck. If your cock was a sword I’d say it’s a Bastard and be done with it.”

Shaka pulled her back, shoving more of himself inside.

“Yes! Yes, oh, fuck, Shaka. Fuck,” she gasped.

Shaka leaned forward, letting go of Ameiko’s side and hair to grab onto her shoulders, his big hands holding her firmly, and he thrust.

“Ungh,” Ameiko squeaked.

Shaka thrust again, and was greeted with another squeak.

Ameiko turned and bit his big finger.

“Augh,” Shaka said, pulling away and shaking it in surprise.

“Are you going to fuck me or not, big man?” Ameiko asked, looking over her shoulder at Shaka with eyes were screaming her lust.

“I’m going to fuck you through this bed,” Shaka said. He slapped her ass, his big palm able to cover her entire cheek and making her cringe in pleasure and pain. “Remember that you asked for this.”

“I-” Ameiko was cut off as Shaka reached forward and wrapped his hand around her throat, his big forefinger curled up and inserting into her mouth and shutting her up. With a handle on her shoulder as well, Shaka began to use the woman thoroughly.

He plowed her, mounted like a beast as she growled and whined as if she were in heat. When she came, Ameiko passed out briefly and awoke to Shaka lightly tapping her face. As she stirred, he flipped her onto her back and plundered her all over again, spreading her legs wide with his hands on her thighs. When she began to fuck back at him, grimacing and grunting as she rolled her body to meet his thrusts, Shaka made her hold her own legs and he palmed her bouncing tits with one hand and covered her chin, mouth and nose with the other, smothering her as he crushed her beneath his body and continued to fuck his tool into her.

Her eyes rolled back again as she came for a third time, but she didn’t lose consciousness this time. She put a foot up into his face, pressing it against his cheek as she kept pounding her, and he caught it in his teeth and chewed on her toes lightly, making her squeal from the feeling of his pig tongue prodding between her toes.

Using that foot, Shaka then lifted Ameiko off of the bed and crushed her to him upside down. Her face was suddenly filled with the vision of his veiny cock, and he buried his tongue between her legs, delving deep and sucking at the juices and cream that his hard fucking hard brought out of her.

“Mmph, muk,” Ameiko slurped at his cock head, not really able to fit more into her mouth from the angle. Frustrated, she wriggled and then grabbed Shaka’s cock hard, drawing his attention. “Sit,” she said, gesturing to the head of the bed. “I want to ride this horse cock.”

Shaka sat, swinging his big legs onto the bed, and Ameiko skewered herself on his fuckstick again, working her way down onto it.

“Fuck, I might never fuck again. My pussy is going to be as loose as an echoey cavern,” Ameiko laughed breathily. “Please tell me you aren’t small for a half-giant.”

Shaka snorted and pulled her into his arms, “Not that I’m aware of.”

Ameiko began rotating her hips, grinding her small body against his, and groaning as she felt his massive tool deep in her guts.

“Have you ever killed anyone with this thing?” she asked after a moment. “I feel like I could wield it as a club in case of an emergency.”

“Not yet, and I’d really rather not try,” he said.

“Yeah, but what a way to go,” Ameiko laughed. She grabbed his jaw on either side and pulled him into another hard kiss, which she ended eventually by biting his lower lip. “Where do you want to finish?” she asked.

“Inside you,” Shaka said.

Ameiko raised an eyebrow. “You trying to say something, Shaka?”

“It’s only natural,” Shaka said. “And it wouldn’t be such a bad thing. Just think, your belly swelling, your teats filling with the milk you’d need to feed my half-giant son. Marked as my breeding mare.”

“Oh, fuck, why is that so hot?” Ameiko whimpered, beginning to rise and fall on his cock now. Shaka had one hand on her ass helping her, and the other cupping her face as he fed her his big thumb to suck.

“Of course, you might have twins - they run in my family, but they say it skips a generation and I wasn’t a twin.”

“Mmmm,” she moaned, then spit out his thumb. “Fuck, I’d split open at the seams, Shaka.”

Shaka leaned forward and whispered in her ear as he crushed her body against his again. “I want to fill you to the brim,” he said. “But I assume you have the proper tea?”

Ameiko nodded. “I have a stock from Hannah. We’ll be fine. It was a fun thought, though.”

Shaka licked her from neck to jaw to ear, his big tongue teasing her, as he squeezed her tightly. She was still rising and falling on her cock, but she felt like a doll in his arms and that she was simply being used.

She quivered and came again, and this time Shaka erupted as well, boiling over as he came though his thick cock, pulling her down as he filled her.

They ended up collapsing sideways on the bed, laying in each other’s arms. Ameiko awoke first, and curled in tighter on herself as she enjoyed the feeling of his big body around her. “You know, I’ve fantasized about this since that night at the fire,” she whispered.

“Hmm,” Shaka hummed, deep in his chest.

Ameiko smirked. “I’m happy you’ve come to town, Shaka.”

“Happy to be here,” Shaka said, gently stroking her back as he reveled in the feeling of her.

His cock finally softened enough to begin falling from her, and Ameiko groaned as she felt the ooze of his cum spilling out of her. “Fuck,” she grimaced, and put a hand to her well used cunt to stop the flow as she rolled from his arms and stood. “I don’t want this on the bed furs.” She found a rag on the floor, some sort of old shirt, and pressed it to herself to staunch the flow.

Shaka stretched and rolled himself, sitting up on the edge of the bed. His cock had gone down to half-hard, still a prodigious looking tool, and gleaming with both of their juices.

“How do you feel?” he asked.

Ameiko rolled both of her shoulders and tentatively reached back and felt at her ass, which had the soft start of a bruise from his rough handling. “Well and truly fucked,” she said. “I’d say I could go again when you’re ready, but I need to tell you something, Shaka.

The half-giant frowned. “What do you mean? Is there something wrong?”

“Yes, something very wrong,” Ameiko said. “You stink. You need a fucking bath. The first time it was hot and dirty, but gods Shaka you haven’t bathed in months have you?”

Shaka hung his head, laughing quietly. “Something like that,” he said. “I guess if I’m going to be in town for a while longer, I should probably start to smell like it.”

“Yes, please,” Ameiko grinned, then went over to the second door in the room and opened it, revealing a private privy room that included a copper tub with a contraption set up against the far wall. “The water tank backs onto the main fireplace in the common room, so it will be hot. You might not be able to lay in the tub, but we’re going to scrub you clean if it takes all night.”

“It better not,” Shaka said, watching Ameiko’s naked form as she moved around. “I plan to take another shot at breeding you again, my little mare.”

Ameiko smirked naughtily. “Well, we’ll see, stud. We’ll see.”

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