Entertaining the Boys Part Two

Serepia watched over her shoulder as Goran undid his trousers. She wanted to fight back, to call on the magic within her to beat back her assailants but her body had other plans. She could see the bulge at the urkan’s crotch and her hands twitched.

“You want to take it out yerself?” Goran noticed her reaction and stopped after undoing his thick leather belt. He grabbed Serepia’s hand and pulled her free from Jellik’s grasp, down to her knees before himself.

“Well? Whatcha waiting for?” Goran said, letting go of Serepia and watching expectantly. She was free, she could escape, she could cast a ring of fire around herself and-

Serepia’s fingers undid the button at the waistband of the urkan’s trousers pulled open the fly. A stench emanated from within, hot and foul. However to Serepia’s **** addled mind it was the most erotic thing she had ever smelled in her life. She slipped her hand into the breach in the urkan’s trousers and closed her fingers around the hot shaft of flesh she found within. Pulling it out, Serepia ogled the urkan’s large cock, lustfully. It put Halen’s moderately sized cock to shame and she wondered what it would be like to taste it.

Before she could make a move on her desire, Goran pulled her back up onto her feet and pushed her down onto the wooden table in the tent.

“Machine...I ‘ave been waitin’ for this.” Goran ran an appreciative hand down the smooth plane of her back. When his hand reached the swell of her bottom, he brought his hand down upon the pale globe.

Swack

Serepia groaned and shamelessly shook her arse at Goran who grasped one of her cheeks and spread her buttock revealing the puckered ring of her anus and the swollen wet line of her pussy to his eyes. With a grunt, Goran lined the bulbous head of his shaft up with Serepia and rubbed it against her labia.

“Stick it in yourself.” Goran said, slapping his cock against Serepia’s arse.

“Please...don’t make me do this.”

“If you want this, you know what to do.”

Goran kept his cock straight and pointed towards Serepia’s sopping wet entrance, waiting for her to make a decision. Serepia shivered and held on the table. She wanted it so bad. She wanted the urkan to plow her into the table with all of his bestial strength, but Halen’s face swum in her mind’s eye. The two feelings dueled within her until there was only one real answer for her.

Serepia looked over her shoulder, bit her lip, and inched herself backwards. The tip of Goran’s cock prodded at her entrance, sending shivers down her spine and reinforcing her choice. Inch by inch she moved backward and Goran’s large cock began to slide into her with ease.

“That’s it…” Goran hissed standing perfectly still while Serepia’s arse slowly backed towards him, his shaft disappearing into her. When Serepia felt Goran reach the entrance of her womb, she stopped to get used to his size.

“Machine...I’m so full.” Serepia moaned reaching up and palming breast with one hand.

Without warning, Goran started moving his hips, sliding in and out of Serepia with deliberate slowness. Serepia felt like Goran’s cock was going to pull her inside out as the walls of her pussy clung to the rigid shaft.

“Oh...Machine...Yes...more...❤” Serepia moaned, her hands repeatedly moving from scratching at the table surface, to covering her moaning mouth, to pinching her aching nipples.

“Do you want more?” Goran growled, “Do you want me to treat you like the whore you are?”

“Yes! Use me! Mmmmm.” Serepia moaned, her head lolling backwards.

“Take it! Take it!” Goran roared punctuating each line with a hard thrust that pushed his cockhead against the mage’s cervix.

“Cum...I’m cumming!” Serepia’s head thrashed back and forth, her fingers digging into the woodwork as her finish came rushing closer. Goran’s thrusts gave no sign of slowing down and mercilessly he drove her body to release.

“Aaaaaaaaaaah~❤!!!”

Serepia screamed as the pleasure crested over her. Her back arched and her toes curled as she sprayed her pleasure out on the floor. Tremors ran through Serepia’s body before a sudden languidness settled over her and she collapsed onto the table surface.

“No time to rest. I haven’t cum yet.” Goran pulled Serepia off the table, his cock still lodged deep within her. He settled himself on the floor, Serepia’s body weight resting on his muscular thighs.

“I hope you haven’t forgotten about us.” Serepia looked up to see Jellik and Herne stood before her, their bobbing cocks before her face.

“We ain’t had a go at ye yet.” Herne said stroking himself to full mast, “And we all plan on gettin’ our fill.”