Sounds in the night

Darkness had come far sooner than they had thought and quickly the three traveling companions had been **** to improvise a camp. Conn and Lucan had laid out their bedrolls nearby a riverbed, underneath a yew tree, who’s branches covered them as a makeshift roof. They had rejoiced when, with a few simple words, Althaea had managed to light a fire with the wood they had found, all of which had been unfortunately wet. Althaea did have to make a small, abashed confession, in her haste she had forgotten to pack a bedroll and now had no place of her own to sleep. Being the gentleman that he was, Lucan had offered to share his, which Althaea seemed to accept rather easily. Lucan hadn’t noticed however, he was just glad not to have to sleep alone in the dark.

The fire still burned softly, small flames licked at the charred wood as sparks floated away amongst the stars in the sky. Conn lay a few feet away from the others, with his back to the fire and facing the river. Huddled up on his side he did his best to fall asleep, but with clenched teeth and eyes pressed shut tightly, he could not **** to give himself a single moments rest. Every sound in the forest seemed a threat to his ears, a bear stalking the river, a wolf who smelled their fire, an ogre who smelled their flesh. The only thing that could soothe him was knowing that Lucan was right behind him, there had not yet been born a beast who could hope to defeat that hulking man, or so Conn dreamed.

Lucan too was having trouble sleeping, though his situation was not put on by sounds in the night, but rather by a witch who had believed it absolutely necessary to thank him for his chivalry. He lay with one arm resting underneath his head, the other kept hold of a long, red braid, which underneath his blanket kept bobbing up and down. Lucan could hear the smacking of Althaea’s lips as she took his cock once more into her mouth, sucking him down to the back of her throat and tickling his balls with the tip of her tongue. He was afraid the sounds she made might wake Conn from his slumber, his own moans he tried his best to suppress. But when Althaea began stroking his shaft vigorously with both hands, sucking his balls into her mouth, one by one, a small groan escaped his lips. He could take it no longer and had to see with his own eyes the pleasure being bestowed on him. Lucan pulled away the blanket covering Althaea, who looked up at him surprised and smiled as she saw his blushing cheeks in the cold evening gloom. Softly she placed a small kiss on the head of his cock and crawled up his body, to kiss Lucan’s lips. With open arms he received her, pulling her against him as she climbed on top of his lap. Lucan helped his cock slide inside of Althaea’s wet folds and realized it felt even better than it had before. The two of them could not get enough of each other, as their tongues kept exploring one another, and kisses were planted from their lips down to their necks. Lucan grabbed a handful of Althaea’s ass and bent his knees so he could better thrust himself inside her. Althaea let him guide her wherever he wanted her, she was simply glad to have Lucan inside of her once again. It had only slightly embarrassed her when she reached her climax within a few thrusts of Lucan’s throbbing cock, but she did not complain. Instead she grinded on his shaft, pushing him as deep in her as he could go and clenching on his cock every time he moved in and out.

Lucan breathed heavily, completely unaware of the cold which turned his breath to steam. He took one of Althaea’s breasts into his mouth, sucked on it eagerly and fucked her without rest, feeling her orgasm dripping down his shaft, his own crawling ever closer. With his eyes closed he wished only to be somehow closer to Althaea, wrapped around her like a coiled snake, intertwined as lovers forever. Nothing had ever felt so good as she now did and Lucan refused to waste a second of the mind blowing experience.

As he kept pumping himself in and out of her, forgetting that he was meant to keep quiet, he was alerted by Althaea suddenly stopping the gyrating of her hips. He looked up at her and saw her peer out to something besides them. Still Lucan kept slowly thrusting up and down, unwilling to yield.

“It looks like our little escapade might’ve woken someone up…” Althaea whispered, smiling as she kept her eyes fixed on whatever she had seen. Lucan struggled to come to his senses, of which on his best day he had very little, and chose to also look in the direction Althaea stared. There, behind the campfire, he saw a bedroll, with its blanket cast mostly aside and Conn’s smooth body painted orange in the light of the flames. His face was hot with both embarrassment and arousal, though Lucan was more focused on the womanly curves of his thighs and the hard cock he stroked steadily. It was a pretty cock, Lucan determined, a word he had never thought to give a male appendage. But with Conn’s long, blonde hair running down his shoulder, a strand pushed behind his ears, his big blue eyes flickering with passion, the only word that came to Lucan was; pretty.

Althaea moved in closer to him, her hips picking up speed again and whispered in his ear, “don’t stop baby, give me all your seed.” Lucan had been riding the edge of his orgasm from the moment Althaea had taken her into her mouth. Now she stared into his eyes again, demanding he cum inside of her once more, and Lucan so loved to pleased her. His hands grabbed hold of her waist, his hips thrust upwards with a virile recklessness and Lucan forgot completely about what he had just saw. His entire world was in his hands and she moaned his name as his thrusts became more erratic. She groaned and begged for his cum as Lucan lost his breath and pushed his cock inside her cunt with one final thrust. Together they moaned in unison, as Lucan unloaded inside of Althaea’s pussy once again, whilst she received his cum, her teeth glistening as she smiled brighter than she had ever done before.

Breathlessly Lucan spent all his seed, as a set of small, suppressed moans could be heard in the distance. These were mostly lost to him however. Althaea, who kept him inside her, laying down on his chest as Lucan threw the blanket back over them both, kissed him one final time and stroked his beard with her soft fingers. “That’s a good boy, now get some sleep handsome, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow…”