Lauran wants a chat

You think on your plans for the day while the girls enjoy themselves but it is a mere hour before Lauran comes over. Eleanor and Karla were **** and laying in each other’s arms, having drunk themselves to sleep.

“So, ya more than a mere monster that everyone’d think eh?” she said as she casually sat down beside you, mug of ale in her hand still full. “Personally I reckon that elf ‘o yours is gonna be quite the dutiful servant eh” you notice that Lauran’s accent is not quite as broken as it usually is.

“Tell me, why is it that your accent seems to change . . . regularly?” you ask the bard as she takes a casual sip from her mug of ale

“That? Ahh yeah . . . welp, ya see, the thing is, my accent sorta changes ‘pendin’ on my mood and how lazy I am ta actually talk properly . . . right now, I’m feelin’ bothered enough to give it a go. It’s always funny when no one can get where I’m from, some people think I’m from a lill land called ‘Straya, while others are of a mind I come from England or maybe that I’m sco’ish and tha best part is, I tend ta say each land as if I’m actually from ‘em” Lauran gives a short chuckle at the last part of her story “Was rather surprised ma’self that Ellie was so quick ta offer ‘er service as your own personal servant though” you nod, it was a somewhat quick arrangement.

“So where are you actually from then? Any of those lands that you spoke of, or another one all together?” you ask

“Now ain’t that tellin’” answers the bard while tapping her chin and taking another causal sip “Oh an’ if your wonderin’ why I ain’t drunk yet, thas cause I’m much more experienced than tha other two an’ I ‘appen to have this” She pulls out an empty bottle that looks like it used to contain a liquid “It ‘olds a potion that raises your threshold so it takes a lot more for ya to get drunk but still lets ya get buzzed as normal . . . they ‘appen to be a must for any bard cause we tend ta get our hands on lotsa booze as part of our profession . . . bein’ the entertainment at parties comes with its rewards”

“When I first met you, you were speaking with the same accent as Karla was, you were also very angry” Lauran chuckles at your comment

“Yeah, that’s cause my accent was bein’ considered another language and it was bein’ translated into the one Karla was speakin’ we ‘eroes got ourselves a special ability where we can always understand each other’s language and when I’m shoutin’ my accent makes me almost intangible” You wonder exactly how big of an intellect Lauran has as she is able of casually dropping almost unused words as if they were common language or maybe it’s this translation ability of hers.

“Do bards get any other bonuses? Other than drink and coin I mean” the question was innocent enough but you are staring at her ample breasts as you asked it

“If ya mean we get benefits like sex? That ‘appens a bit yeah . . . sometimes it ain’t just one guy or even a guy at all but I’m sure it’s just cause I got boobs most guys’d be glued to, kinda like you are now” it seems she caught you staring without even needing to look in your direction and you manage to tear your eyes away “Not that I’d mind though, not every day I’m gettin’ perved on by an Orc and you’ve actually ben good company” she chuckles at her last statement and takes another sip from her mug.

“I don’t suppose you would agree to serve me at all? I don’t mind either way to be honest but I am looking forward to what surprise you cook up next” Lauran grins at you

“Aww, you askin’ me to stick ‘round cause ya like me?” now it’s your turn to chuckle but only because she happens to be right, whether or not you like her in a more romantic sense is another matter but you do like her

“You have been decent company yourself” you say as you look her in the eye, down to her half exposed breasts and back up to her eyes “all of you” you both laugh at that.

“I don’t spose ya ever ‘ad the pleasure of ‘avin sex before ‘ave ya?” It’s about now you notice that she hasn’t been pronouncing any ‘H’ sound at all and it also hits you she might be coming on to you

“No, I’ve been standing in a field and getting brutally murdered again and again by hero after hero . . . I’ve had little chance to get any action or experience” you feel no guilt since you can’t miss something you have never experienced but you can’t help the boner that’s poking through your loin cloth

“Well then allow me ta give you some first ‘and experience” Says Lauran as she moves your loin cloth out of the way and exposing your almost fully erect seven inch cock. “jus’ sit back and relax” which is precisely what you do, eager to see what it is she has in store for you.

First Lauran stands up and takes off her vest, allowing it to fall to the ground and her breasts to fill out a little, they are easily big enough for you to get a good hand hold and still have excess. Then you watch as she rips off her trousers, taking any undergarment with them, showing off her shaven snatch and full arse, and then she starts dancing so that you get a good look at all her features including her large an full rump and her breasts as she bends over you and wiggles each asset. When Lauran notices that you are fully erect she casually gets on her knees and wraps her hands around you shaft, letting her fingers message your pulsing cock with the precision of years of lute playing. She takes a minute or two to get you properly going before she bends down and places a kiss on your tip and starts licking up and down your shaft. After she has it wet with her saliva, she takes it in her mouth, wrapping her tongue around it and bobbing her head up and down. You give off a grunt of pleasure as her warm mouth does its work on your member and you see she has one hand between her thighs while the other strokes your cock to add to the pleasure she is giving you.

You feel a heat building in your cock after a while of Lauran’s ministrations and she senses this, picking up the pace a little, Lauran begins to take your cock deeper and deeper into her throat, humming as she pushes it in as far as it will go. This last step is what sets you off and you explode into her mouth, firing your stream into her mouth and down her throat as she swallows everything she can. When you are done and she has sucked out every drop and tingle in your pulsating cock, she releases your meat and takes a look into your eyes, licking up some stray cum that had dribbled out of her mouth.

“Heh, that salty taste always gets me goin’” she says as she moves up and kisses you passionately. “why don’t we give somethin’ a little more passionate a go eh?” she says as she gets onto her hands and knees and points her arse towards you

“What is it you want me to do?” you ask a little confused as you look at her full and well shaped posterior but before she can answer, your instincts take over and you get up, align your cock with her drenched opening and thrust yourself in. Lauran gives a sigh as you push yourself in and you give a grunt of pleasure as you feel your shaft encased in her warm wetness.

“Aim yourself down a little” she says as you prepare to start pounding her. Confused, you try and do as she asks, getting slightly closer so that your cock is aimed more towards her stomach “Good now move ya’self a little to tha left . . . just a smidge” you comply, shifting your meat inside of her to the left a little “there it is, tha’s tha spot” Lauran gives out a little sigh as you experimentally rub your meat across the area it is now inhabiting

“What was I trying to find?” you ask as you gently move your cock back and forward a little to stimulate her

“You . . . were findin’ my ‘G-spot’, it’s a spot on girls in their snatch that gives the most . . . uhh yeah . . . gives the most pleasure when you rub . . . against . . . it . . . juuuust like ya doin . . . now” you notice that the effect you are having is inhibiting her ability to talk straight but she can still think and you decided you wanted to pound the thoughts out of her just like she sucked them out of you not a few moments ago so you start slow, taking your shaft and drawing it all the way out before slowly pushing it all the way back in and hearing Lauran’s sigh of pleasure on both stages. Confidant you have the spot she finds most pleasurable, you start moving a little faster and you put your hands on her shoulders so that you can properly mount her and rub more against the spot you were rubbing against. This act has the desired effect as Lauran gives a little mewl in response to your new position and with that you start moving faster again until you are slamming your meat into her as fast and as hard as you can, your balls slapping against her loudly. You are pounding Lauran for only a minute before her moaning gets loud and you feel her snatch clench up as she orgasms but you continue, you are still far from done.

You lose all track of time as you pound Lauran from behind and work as hard as you can to build that heat up in your meat but you finally get there and you feel the tingling sensation rise until, with one final thrust and a primal roar, you hilt yourself into Lauran and orgasm powerfully into her, spewing stream after stream into her womb. I wonder if she will get pregnant you think as you grind yourself inside of her to get the last few drops and tingles out before you pull yourself out. Lauran falls sideways panting as she attempts to recover from her ordeal, it appears as if you were the only one stopping her from falling while you were pounding her.

“th-that . . . m-m-might ‘ave . . . been . . . most . . . intense sex . . . I’ve ‘ad . . . in years” Lauran pants as she lays on her side, her own orgasmic juices mixed with yours spilling from her well worn snatch. You kiss her as you get down beside her and wrap her up in your arms allowing her to fall asleep on your chest while you yourself give in to the tiredness you now feel

“Sleep well, tomorrow we have many things ahead of us” you say to your **** lover before allowing sleep to overcome yourself.