A deal is a deal

“So…what’ll be?” The innkeeper continued to stroke his erect member that was kept confined in his pants.

Monika chewed the back of her lip. From the moment he had his eyes on her (or, rather, her breasts), she knew that this would happen. The question was should she take it? What’s not to say that he wouldn’t go back on his deal the moment he got what he wanted? But then again, she figured that if what he was saying was true and that if she gave him the time of his life, he’d uphold that promise.

Granted, while all her previous partners ranged from passable to handsome, this host was far from either of the spectrum, but right now she needed to bite the bullet and make an exception.

“A deal’s a deal,” the busty adventurer said as she stroked her long, red hair, smiling at her host.

The bartender smirked as he pulled her closer to him, slowly moving his hands up to her thighs then to her peach-shaped ass. “Best choice you made so far, Sugar Tits,” he laughed as he gave a quick, hard smack to Monika’s ass. Another smack, then he squeezed and fondled her rear, causing her to gasp and hiss out.

“You don’t mind if I call you Sugar Tits, right?”

Normally the answer would’ve been a knife to the throat, but after being betrayed by her client, it’s just been one headache after another, so perhaps just this one time she’ll entertain him in exchange for some stress relief.

“Call me whatever you want, sweetie. I’m all yours tonight~” the bounty huntress breathed out as she felt his hands spanking her left arsecheek on one hand while groping the right one with the other. She raised her head as she continued to allow the seedy man **** her rear, hissing as she held back moans.

The moment he grew tired of this, Monika turned around and sat on his crotch, feeling just how hard he was underneath his tattered pants.

“Oohh…is that a weapon in your pants or are you just happy to see me?” she murmured, grinding on his lap.

“It means I’m so horny Imma fuck you so hard!” The man seized her chin, admiring the beauty of the redhead. Her flawless, tanned skin, those complex green eyes that were so alluring that any man could fall under its spell and become lost in them. Lastly, her fat, red lips that were made for kissing and perfect for sucking cock.

Ah, he had to have her. He had to make her his, if only for the night.

The innkeeper snatched those melons of hers and began fondling them furiously, trying to erase any invisible signs of other hands that might’ve laid on them.

Monika’s moans grew more vocal as the innkeeper continued to **** her breasts. Before she could change her mind, she leaned in to press her lips against his, engaging in a heated make-out session. His mouth reeked of **** and tobacco but the mercenary was more than used to it at this point.

The two lovers broke away from the kiss, gasping for air. She pulled down the zipper of her open-hearted top, then grabbed at her neck in a slow, provocative manner and loosened the holder of the armless top.

“I bet you’ve been dying to see these babies ever since you saw me~” The thin ribbons that held the scarce piece of fabric slackened, but Red Monika stopped just before she would drop her top. “Are you ready, baby?”

Never tell anyone that Red Monika wasn’t a human succubus, always teasing her partners, driving them wild with her tempting body.

But it seems that the innkeeper wasn’t the patient type tonight. Grabbing a hold on her hands with his one large paw, he used the other to pull down her top.

“You’re such a fucking tease, Sugar Tits. But I don’t got time for any of that.” The man was an insatiable piglet that couldn't get enough of her heavy bosoms. They were so large that he could barely hold each of them in his hands. Soft as pillows that he could lay on them without complaint, he was almost surprised that they weren’t heavy with milk.

He would then focus his attention on pinching her brown nipples, which looked very suckable.

“Damn, you’re real eager today, huh?” The bounty-huntress gasped as he pinched and squeezed her udders. She leaned into the barkeeper and kissed him once more, another make-out session initiated. She slowly removed her red-top, discarding it carelessly to the floor. Monika then laid the man down onto his bed as she peeled herself off of him. Her boots were the next thing to go as she removed them leisurely, giving him a sultry smile and a gaze of desire. Next were the red arm sleeves, including her black gloves which also joined the floor. All that remained were her golden thong and red pants. Of course, Monika couldn’t help but tease the man one more time as she turned her back to him.

“Sorry hon, but I just can’t help but give a little show~” she mewled as her fingers hooked the side of her skimpy panties. She pulled on it before suddenly flicking her fingers, making a snap sound.

The innkeeper’s eyes were in a daze, staring at Monika who was pulling her pants down at such an agonizing rate.

“Y-You got thirty seconds,” he grunted as he quickly ripped his shirt off, flinging it away. Monika lets out a small chuckle as she swayed her hips. The host continued to look in awe as he started to unbuckle his belt, taking off his pants and underwear at once, freeing his painfully hard prick.

Her pants finally fell to her feet and was kicked away, leaving her in her golden thong. Still bent at the waist, the hedonistic huntress pushed them down slowly and methodically, slowly to a shimmying hip-to-hip motion. Despite the vulgar situation she was in, she couldn’t help but admit that she was feeling all hot and bothered about this, and she had to remind herself that this was business and pleasure.

The innkeeper, meanwhile, stared at the redhead’s bald pussy, drooling like a boar as he absentmindedly stroked his shaft. He was usually into girls with a nice bush, but he didn’t mind fucking shaven ones. After all, as long as she had a nice ass and a pair of tits, he’ll fuck it regardless.

Monika turned around to face the landlord and struck a pose.

“Like what you see, honey?” The landlord simply responded with a grunt, stroking his cock a little faster. Feeling a little exhausted on patience herself, Monika got on top of the innkeeper on the bed, straddling his chest. “Mmm, I bet this is what you’ve been after, right? Me on your cock like a good fucking slut?”

The red vixen grabbed ahold of his cock, stroking it sensually as she gyrated her hips above it. Monika then slowly lowered herself, feeling the meat pushing up deep inside her pussy. Monika let out a small hiss, pausing for a moment as his girth expanded her insides.

“Fuuuuuuuck. It’s been too long since I had a man inside me,” she exhaled as she was getting used to the size of the host’s shaft.

Her heart nearly leapt out of her large chest as he seized her hips.

“And it’s been too long since I had a bitch on my dick!” he grunted as he pulled her down, his hips rocketing upwards.

Monika’s eyes were shut, her face towards the ceiling. Her mouth opened wide as she let out a small moan.

It was rather ironic how just minutes ago, she was pissed at how he smacked and held her ass like he owned it, and now she was riding his cock just to sleep on his bed. She hated it, really, but a part of her rather liked the compromising position she was in. She was, after all, a hedonistic huntress who loved the element of risk. That, and it has been a while since she’s had casual, meaningless sex.

Monika began moving up and down riding his filthy cock, her moans and cries growing louder. Her eyes rolled back as she was taking every inch of his thick cock on her tight pussy. Overwhelmed with pleasure, she threw herself onto her lover and they began to kiss again.

The innkeeper felt as if he had died and gone to Elysium. Of all the women he’s ever slept with, she was by far the prettiest, sexiest, and bustiest bitch of them all, and by the gods’ will alone, he got to have her for the night. Feeling her massive breasts pressing against his chest, his greedy hands moved down from her waist to her voluptuous ass. He gave both of them a nice smack, making her squeal and yelp as she moaned out for more.

Their hips were growing faster, the sounds of hot sex filling the room. No doubt that the customers would be able to hear them, but neither could care for the moment.

Monika was on Cloud 9 right now. All her troubles fading into the background, all she can think now was how good his cock was, sliding in and out of her pussy while hitting everything in just the right places. The room began to stink of sweat and arousal, the primal music of moans, grunts, and wet slaps occupying their ears.

“Oh my god, baby! I’m close!” Monika moaned.

“Mmmm, I can’t wait to paint your walls full of white, Sugar Tits,” the guy groaned, and with a renewed vigor, began increasing his thrusts to become much faster and deeper. He went on to grab hold on her tits in which she reinforced them with her hands.

Monika rode out his shaft, going faster to the point where her eyes rolled to the back of her head. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” she cried out with arousal in her voice.

All great things must come to an end, and the two lovers shared their orgasmic high together in a single, unified cry.

Exhausted but satisfied, Monika lifted herself off the host’s cock and rolled over onto her back, the two of them simply laying side-by-side gasping for air.

“That was the best fuck I ever had in a long time,” the innkeeper breathed out as he crossed his arms behind his head.

“Seems like I might’ve misjudged you earlier. You weren’t so bad yourself,” Monika said between each breath as she held her forehead. Each breath was a sight to behold, her massive, damp breasts heaving up and down.

There was a few seconds of silence until the host decided to break it. “You said you were planning to stay a day or two, right?”

“Maybe,” she said while closing her eyes and putting her hands on her belly.

“We can both make this worth our while if you want,” he offered.

Monika paused to consider this offer.

(Intermission)

Another night shift well done. Tonight was busier than ever, making him wish that he was anywhere but this tavern, let alone this lawless city, but there was no way out of this shithole without making some money.

He recalled his boss telling him that he’ll be back, but that was an hour ago. He was quite used to this, though it still annoyed him to no end.

The scrawny elf closed up for the night and headed upstairs to his room when a sound caught his attention.

He scoffed when it was just a typical grunt and a moan - no doubt a prostitute was getting fucked. Still, feeling curious enough, he used his withered ears to try to find the source of the sex, and, to his mild surprise, found it in front of his boss’s door.

Going on a knee, he placed his eye in front of the keyhole to unknowingly watch the show of the lifetime.

Through the keyhole, he spied the boss fucking some long redhaired bimbo. The chick was on all fours taking it from behind as she kept moaning and panting. The dwarf saw how his boss was giving her the work by the way he grabbed a hold of her slender waist, her bountiful derriere rippling from the pounding he gave her, and the way her large titties swayed back and forth.

“Yeah, that’s right! Take it! Take this cock in your pussy you slut. That’s what you want deep down!” the innkeeper grunted as he kept fucking her with incredible vigor. If the woman was offended she said nothing, simply raising her head as her eyes were kept tightly shut and her mouth wide open from the immense fucksession. Minutes passed until eventually, the big tittied lady would appear exhausted as she rose her back against the boss’s chest, basking in the afterglow.

The boss grabbed a hold of one of her massive tits and her toned waist with the other hand.

“Fuck yeah, I got a bombshell of a whore today. I must be the luckiest man in the world…” he muttered. .

The elf just stepped away, shell shocked at what he just saw. Now he knew why his boss was taking so long and hasn’t returned. He was too busy screwing the hot chick that wandered in a while ago.

“Bet he told her that there was no more room,” he concluded, walking past a vacant room. “Bet she offered to fuck him in exchange for sleeping in his bed. Fucking whore’s got more tits than brains.”

He paused in front of his room, before he whirled around, walking quickly to the bar’s restroom. It was rather hard to sleep after the erotic show he was just given, after all.