Wedge the sword in the bed and fuck your ass with him

You can still taste the cocksword's salty flavor in your mouth. You're so turned on from gulping down the goo that gushed out of Furgus that you're up for just about anything. Your adventure has made you aware enough about your desires that you know only one act can possibly satisfy your growing urges: you need him in your ass.

"I know what you need," you say and pick up the sword. Furgus shudders in your grasp as you plunge his blade between the dense straw mattress and the wooden frame of the bed. In this position his cock handle is sticking straight up, gently flexing in anticipation.

"What are you doing?" asks Furgus.

You climb up on the frame of the bed, your feet on either side of the sword, and you slowly squat down over his handle. You reach beneath yourself and grasp the warm shaft of Furgus and guide him to the soft mounds of your descending ass. He presses between your cheeks, warm and slick with precum. You grunt as your little clenched asshole makes contact with the head of his cock and you feel the dull pressure of your weight balanced on his cock against your sensitive hole.

"Your ass," groans Furgus. "Yes. Great choice. You have such a lovely ass. It's practically all I can see from where I hang on your hip."

Some day you're going to have to ask the sword just how he can see you when he doesn't have any eyes. Not tonight. You let a little more of your weight rest against his cockhead and focus on relaxing. Your ass is clenched up very tight, your puckered pick hole flexing against the warm head of his cock. You lift up a little and wank Furgus, splattering your inner cheeks with his copious precum. You smear it all over your little hole and slowly begin to press down again, this time jerking him as you try to will yourself to open up to him.

You bite your lower lip, close your eyes, and with a determind sit you feel the sword's fat cockhead pop past your resistance and enter your tender ass. Inch by inch you impale your ass on the cocksword. Furgus lets out a strangled cryand, before you've even finished sliding down his length, you feel the cock throbbing. A sensation of fullness accompanies the jerking cock and you feel the warmth of his cum pumping into your bowels.

"Damn you, Furgus!" you cry, blowing strands of hair from your face.

You sit down fully on the squirting sword and sigh with disappointment. You squeeze your ass muscles around him, trying to cut off the flow of his orgasm, but this seems only to further stimulate him. For several seconds he cannot even answer you, he just groans and yelps and twitches as his seed squirts into you. When he is finally done he manages a soft, "Sorry."

"That's it," you say. "I'm done with you for the night."

You stand up from the squatting position slowly. As you lift off of his deflating cock your stretched ass makes a raunchy slurp and you expel a massive glob of white cum all over the sword. Glancing back over your shoulder you giggle at the mess and wipe yourself clean. You put on your skirt and blouse, no underthings, and leave the sword wallowing in his filth. You're going to find someone who might satisfy you.

As you step out into the hall of the inn you do not have to search far. As a matter of fact, someone has bumped into you.