Chapter 30
by JonTheMan
What’s next?
Druuna and Clara race for the prize
It was almost comical how the two gorgeous naked vixens stumbled into the front of the cart on either side of Norfolk. Druuna, far more practiced at getting into this position was the first to crawl alongside Norfolk, unzip him, and wrap her full lips around Norfolk's eager hardness. Possessively, Druuna drove her head forward, taking in an ample amount of Norfolk's huge dick, winking at Clara and smiling around the man-meat in her mouth. Norfolk could not help but laugh as he saw Clara's adorable pout at being beaten to the prize. Clara instead lowered her head down, paying homage to him by bathing his heavy balls with her little tongue. Clara tried to take one of the heavy orbs greedily into her mouth but the still relatively inexperienced girl almost choked. Norfolk felt the pleasant vibrations of Druuna giggling around his cock. Druuna quickly replaced her mouth with her clutching hand as she chastised Clara.
"Silly girl. You're definitely a slutty little minx, but you're still not half the slut that I am."
Druuna, to enunciate her point used Norfolk's saliva slick rod to tap Clara on her forehead. The younger girl looked angry, and considered this a challenge, gamely taking it by nearly diving on the plump cockhead presented to her. Though she could still not take it very far, she made up for it with rabid enthusiasm, Norfolk noting that her moist tongue spun around him like a fan. Druuna compensated for Clara by lapping at the remainder of Norfolk's unswallowed girth, making sure none of his massive length was unattended to. Norfolk was sure if there was a heaven, this is what it would be like; a gorgeous blonde and a beautiful brunette fighting over his dick.
As Clara continued her fellatio with renewed urgency, the air filled with the obscene sounds of her throat accommodating him. Clara almost seemed possessed. He noticed that Druuna stopped servicing him for a moment pressing her finger to her lips in a classic "shhh" gesture. Norfolk had no idea what Druuna was up to but was too curious not to play along.
Though most of his focus was occupied with Clara's oral efforts he did occasionally glance back to see Druuna donning her clothes (a clothed Druuna being a first for him) and grabbing the leather collar she was **** to wear earlier. Druuna stealthily snuck up behind Clara and clipped the leash around the budding slut's neck, the latter being too absorbed in her cocksucking to notice. Norfolk frowned at the rather cruel "practical joke" Druuna seemed to be playing on Clara, but this displeasure was rapidly replaced with the pleasure of Clara bringing him closer to the brink of orgasm with her tender lips and tongue.
Norfolk looked up to see that another cart was soon approaching, containing a single wiry looking man, dressed in typical trader's clothes, whose eyes were transfixed with the spectacle before him, giving an approving smile. Norfolk gently pushed on Clara's head, knowing she would almost certainly not enjoy being observed sucking him off in broad daylight, but this seemed to just make the cheeky minx redouble her efforts, moaning around him as her free hand was buried in her quim. Norfolk could take no more of this bliss and came powerfully, flooding the eager blonde's mouth with his juices. Clara gamely swallowed every drop she could, and even when some of the ample load overflowed out her mouth she popped her head up and lapped up every precious morsel, her head swimming with the joy of this wonderful new taste. After she'd finished cleaning him, Clara alternated between kissing his withering but still huge member and moaning
"Mmm, it tastes so good."
"Wow, guys, that's a fine slut you've got there. How long have you had her for?"
Clara's eyes widened and she froze stiff, snapping out of her erotic haze, feeling the cool breeze on her naked body, this strange collar that seemed to have fixed itself around her neck, realizing what this scene was most likely being interpreted as.
Druuna chimed in to answer "Thank you very much. We only got her just recently, but we think she's a natural though, as you can probably see."
"Oh, no doubt about it friend. She looks like she was just born for sex."
The man eyed Clara's body, glistening with perspiration, with cum still drying on her perfect skin from earlier.
"Hey, you look like you've had some fun with her today. Why not let me have a go with her for a little while? I'd pay you real well for loaning her to me."
Druuna looked at the flabbergasted Norfolk, asking "Well, what do you think, sweetheart, we could use a little extra money, don't you think?"
Norfolk looked down at the girl in his lap who still seemed frozen with shock and confusion, and then back at Druuna disapprovingly. He didn't really like how Druuna, even though she was just teasing Clara, was playing the part of a **** owner. On the other hand, Clara had been a willing part of everything they'd done so far, and he definitely could use a little extra money. Norfolk was not devoid of compassion, but he was definitely not a boy-scout either. He had, after all, made Druuna repay him for freeing her from slavery by demanding she service him for a week. Norfolk pondered for a few moments before he made up his mind.
What does Norfolk decide?
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Druuna
Morbus Gravis and beyond
The post-apocalyptic adventures of a voluptuous and promiscuous young woman.
Created on Oct 9, 2005 by gunde
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