Hide with Brandon

She decides to follow Brandon. The rock Brandon has chosen to hide behind is in the shape on an L, and Brandon is currently standing upright, his back pressed against the rocky surface. This leaves Eris **** but to kneel between his legs, her head around his stomach level.

"Shhh." Brandon hushes her, grabbing her head and pulling her closer to him, making sure no part of Eris sticks out from behind the boulder.

Eris grunts as her face is smooshed against his abs and her tits settle around his flaccid cock. They maintain that position, listening intently to what the mercenary band is up to. From the snippets of conversation they can catch that one the members wants to take a break in the pool, but the captain is insistent they continue their mission. There are a few more arguments about 'increasing goblin numbers and aggressiveness' and 'emergence of a goblin boss' but Eris and Brandon are quickly distracted by another more pressing problem. That is to say, Brandon's dick was starting to harden and press against Eris' chest.

Eris glares at him angrily and Brandon returns a sheepish smile, mouthing sorry. He tries his best to ignore it, but the softness of the tits enveloping his rod is too much. His erection slowly swells to its full size until his cockhead bumps against Eris' chin. If looks could kill, Brandon would be a dead man. But trapped as they are, with no way for Eris to make a peep, she has **** but to bear with his cock prodding at her face every time he twitches. What's more, precum is starting to seep from his tip, and it smears against her cheeks with every swipe, filling her nostrils with the fishy smell of cum.

"Brandon!" She finally hisses as quietly as she can. "Get your penis out of my face."

"How? There's nowhere to move." He pauses for a moment as if thinking about something, then says. "How about using your tits to stroke my cock and make me cum. Once I cum, I'll go soft and it won't be an issue anymore."

"Fine!" Eris huffs, her judgement clouded by the heady cock stench she had been inhaling.

She starts to shake her tits up and down, timing her strokes to the gentle lapping of the water in order to mask the plapping sound of her fat melons jerking off his cock. It's not a particularly good titjob, given Eris' inexperience, but the illicit nature of the act makes Brandon all the more aroused. He has to hold back the urge to fuck her breasts with abandon, instead settling on casually playing with her diamond-hard nipples. It isn't long before he feels the urge to cum building up in his balls. He wonders if he should warn Eris about it but decides to surprise her.

And surprised she is when the first jets of hot cum splatter onto her face. Eris sputters, opens her mouth like she wants to say something, realises she can't and then gets a shot of cum right down her throat before she can close it again. She shakes with furore and hits Brandon's side furiously with her first, but there's nothing she can do but wait until his ejaculation finally subsides, leaving her face glazed like a donut.

Then they hear Marcus call, "It's all clear, they've left."

Brandon flashes her a naughty grin and says "Better get cleaned up," before swimming back to shore to get dressed, leaving Eris to frantically wash the sperm off of her face.

Thankfully, the trio encounter no more complications after the encounter at the pool. Their journey is only halted by the encroaching of the night.