Revelry

With her lilac dress hiked up and her blonde hair a mess, Lissa pressed her head into the pillows. As she heard the flaps of the tent open up, she arched her back invitingly and swayed her hips from side to side. Bent over on the bedroll, she felt the soldier approach her, the metal clanging of his armor meant that he was rushing to release his throbbing cock. Lissa tried to guess what number he was, but after about a dozen men had came and went, she had lost all count. “Take me baby.” She moaned, reaching back with her hand to spread her pussy for the man who hungrily laid his hands on her hips. Without warning he shoved himself inside of her, right down to the base. Luckily for her, Lissa was well lubed up by the loads of other strangers and felt only the pleasure of his throbbing erection pumping inside her cunt. “Fuck yes, take this pussy!” Lissa peered over her shoulder and saw the rosy cheeks of a young man, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he fucked her mercilessly. By the state of the armor he wore, all pieces which did not match, and by the excited youth in his eyes, Lissa determined that he must’ve been squire before the fighting had started. It was very likely that she herself was a gift for his courages effort, from whatever master he served.

The young man groaned and cursed, holding on to her hips firmly and locking eyes with her. Though even as his cock slid in and out of her wet pussy, the eye-contact still seemed to make him a little shy. Lissa could only smile, rocking her hips back in rhythm with his erratic thrusts.

“Give it to me baby, it’s ok. I want it all, deep inside of this tight pussy.” The young man bucked his hips, a look of surprise on his face, as if he hadn’t seen his own orgasm coming. Lissa could tell that he had been close ever since the second he entered her, years of experience had taught her the trick. The soldier stopped thrusting, his grip on her tightening, his voice breaking as he threw his head back. Lissa loved the feeling of his cum flooding her insides. She pushed her hips back and made sure every last drop of his hot seed shot deep inside her cunt. Her pussy clenched around him, milking him of every drop, as a tear rolled down the side of the man’s cheek. “There you go, that’s a good boy.” After another couple short thrusts the young man pulled out of her, looking down at his own handy work with a large smile on his face. Lissa sat up, feeling his cum leak out of her and turned around to face him. The boy still had his pants around his ankles and looked at her astonished, as if she was a golden goddess. He sputtered a few words, his cock still twitching and locked eyes with her. “I-I love you” he whispered.

Lissa leant forward and kissed his cheek, caressing his neck with her long fingers, letting them slide down the chainmail he wore and grabbing hold of the base of his cock. It wasn’t a bad cock, the right length, nice and thick at the base and with a slight downward curve. Lissa stroked him once or twice, reveling in the reaction she got from the young man. “I know baby, I know.” She must’ve been his first, she thought. Silently she hoped the boy had earned himself a little gold after todays fighting, Lissa would like to see him again sometime…

When the young man had finally managed to lace his pants and buckle his belt, he had left her. Though it was clear he did not want to at all. Lissa laid back on the bedroll, propping up a pillow behind her back and spreading her legs. Looking up at the roof of the tent she let a hand slide down between her legs to feel her pussy pulsing against her palm. When she stuck two fingers inside of herself, she giggled at how easily they entered her. Quickly her wetness covered her down to her knuckle, yet as she pulled her fingers out and brought them to her lips, all Lissa tasted was cum. Happily she sucked her fingers clean, wondering if there were any more soldiers in need of her service.

“Ma’am?” Monty popped his head into the tent.

“Yes Monty” Lissa said, noticing the way his eyes immediately shot towards her pussy.

“There’s two more men waiting for you, but it’s gone dark you see and Cormac needs me to start cooking soon.”

Lissa looked at the cook curiously. “Get to the point, dear.”

“Yes ma’am” he muttered. “The men, they say they’d be happy to have you together, at the same time, you know? Might be that it save us all some time, they say.”

Lissa giggled, running a hand through her frazzled hair, trying to make it look a little more presentable. “What outstanding gentlemen they are, to think of all of our precious time, right Monty?” Monty shook his head in agreement, looking over his shoulder at the two men who stood in the shadows outside of the tent. “Alright, tell them I want another quarter of the usual rate, if they pay, you can let them in together.”