Spike Amber's drink

"Have you tried the ale?" You nudge Amber and she shoots you a questioning look, "First rule of survival, give but don't drink spirits." You chuckle at the old fox adage. 'First rule of survival' could be put in front of anything that could be taken for obvious or plain to see, "First rule of survival, don't keep yourself from fun." You set your cup down hard, stirring a drunkard from his rest with a groan, "It's good stuff isn't it guard?" He shrugs, annoyed till you bend over in front of him and he gets a face-full of tit. You pluck a tankard from the table and wink at the dazed man, turning back to Amber, "I'll get you some more to try. Trust me, you'll love it."

You skip away into the back room, interrupting a heated embrace between Thomas and the serving girl, "Oh, excuse me. I was just looking for the ale tap, we're running low out there." The girl is flustered from the kiss but immediately recovers, "Oh, I'm sorry I'll bring you some more." You hold up a hand, "I wouldn't dream of it, it's just for myself and Amber. No reason to spoil your fun."

Thomas and the girl share a uncertain glance before he points to a crooked barrel to his left. You fill the tankard about a quarter full and leave the two to their lovemaking, chuckling to yourself. As Amber looks up at your entrance you point to the door you'd gotten off in just a few minutes earlier, shrugging your shoulders as if to say 'whoops'. She rolls her eyes.

In the musty smelling room you whip out your cock and begin beating like your life depended on it. The thought of what was about to happen making it much easier. You are severely tempted to sneak a taste as you unload into the tankard, filling it up almost to the brim with frothy, off-white fluid. You take a deep breath and slip back into the room, smiling brightly at Amber. You offer her the tankard and she takes it hesitantly, almost dropping it in shock as she gets a whiff of whats inside.

You smile nervously. Even the potent ale wasn't enough to completely mask the odor of your spunk. After a moment and a reassuring pat from you, she takes a sip. You both shudder but for different reasons. Her only exposure to addictive cum had been when you'd first met and the troll's load inside you had spilled everywhere. Maybe the familiar scent was what had convinced her to take the sip or maybe the fearful memory had made her hesitate. It didn't matter now, you had her.

"It's good isn't it? Little strong but nutty wouldn't you agree?" Amber reels a little from the taste, face screwed up for a moment before smacking her lips agreeably, "I guess it's better than other human drinks I've had. Richer." You nod enthusiastically, taking a long pull of your own and forcing yourself to stop at one gulp, "Try it again."

Minutes pass this way, the two of you sharing the tankard of beer mixed with cum, and you start to notice its effects. You'd been on edge since your first load of the night but better off since you'd also cum twice. It's affect on Amber was much more obvious.{if Slut >20} Her eyes took on a sultry look after the first sip and her eyes spend less and less time off of you. Daring to try your luck when half the tankard is finished, your own head buzzing pleasantly from cum and ale alike, your hand slips down her back to caress her butt. You grow bold when she doesn't protest, slipping an arm around her hip and pulling her close while you continue your massage with the other hand. She blushes but amiably grinds against you, causing you the belt to strain from your arousal. She looks down confusedly at the shifting feeling and you throw caution to the winds. Taking a mouthful of the delightfully noxious mixture, you pull her lips to yours and transfer the mix. The kiss is the last straw for foreplay, your tongues dancing while you swapped your cum back and forth unbeknownst to your partner. You almost cum from the act alone.

The increasingly scanty kimono's weren't covering anything anymore and your breasts spilled out to press against each other as you pushed her back against a table. Her mouth was greedy and hot and welcoming, you couldn't stop if you wanted to. Your hand finds her breast and you knead it, teasing the nipple with your thumb and drawing a throaty moan from the young woman. Your other hand slips low and fumbles with the belt buckle, your huge cock springing free and striking the bottom of the table with a loud thump. Amber's legs wrap around you and her arms claw at your back, wordless sounds of need escaping between your lips. She was ready as she'd ever be.

Taking the thick head of your cock in hand, you maneuver it around the table and between her legs. Delighting in her shocked look as you rub the hot shaft against her wet snatch, "Amber, can you keep a secret?" She starts to respond but you cut her off by nipping at her neck and making her squeal, "Good girl." You position the head at her entrance and lean back, taking the tankard and emptying it over your chest and cock, before slowly pushing forward. Amber mewls as you push inside her incredibly tight depths, the new sensations making you gasp and whimper. You get about halfway inside before you suddenly lose control and your hips start thrusting of their own accord. Amber's mouth opens in an 'O' and you take advantage by leaning in and mashing your mouth to hers, your cum/ale greased body sliding over hers.

You go at it for longer than you hoped, the incredible tight heat your cock was immersed in sending you over the edge after a long session of kissing and squeezing. Amber moaned wantonly as you filled her insides but she scrabbled at your back as you slowed down, "Nnn- more! Just- little- more!" You sigh, disappointed with yourself. You'd left a lady hanging. You suddenly felt so much more sympathy for all the men you'd been with over the years, "I don't think... I can..." You kiss at her clavicle by way of apology but you know it's hollow.

You suddenly feel rough hands grip your haunches and a hot rod that wasn't your own slap between your cheeks. Thomas' words carried on rank breath meet your ear, "Damned freak." The cock at your ass pushes forward and you shriek, pushing your mostly flaccid length back inside Amber, who gave a delighted squeal, oblivious to the third party to enter the intercourse. You drive as far forward as you can to escape the invader but you're trapped between the two bodies and the man's arms are strong. He pushes forward all at once and you cry out as he hilts within you.

It... did not feel like you remembered it feeling. It still hurt but not nearly as much, either because of the ale or... Your cock spasms and begins to rapidly reinflate within Amber, making her gasp and you giggle, "The giIIIift that keeps on givinNG!" Thomas seems incensed by your humor and his thrusts increase in tempo and ferocity, which you can't hope to match but still try as an unfamiliar pleasure blooms inside you. It was almost like having sex normally, before your change. Except not at all. Amber bucks against you, her legs wrapped around you, trying to fit the your remaining inches of cock inside, "I'm... so.... close....! YES! YESYESYES!" Your recent ejaculation has left you hypersensitive and the feeling of Amber's clenching insides, paired with the fat cock in your ass, is too much to bear. You grit your teeth and dig your nails into the wood, your cock ready to cum but your balls still catching up, "F-fuuuck!" Amber's last fluttering tremor sets you off and you unload another thick batch of troll cum inside her pussy. Thomas groans and shoots his own load into your bowels and pulls out, shooting semen in hot streaks over your ass and tails. You whimper and collapse onto Amber, the two of you soon fading into unconsciousness in each others arms.

{else} Her eyes take on a confused look but you notice how her attention is more and more devoted to you and your body. You're most of the way through the tankard when Amber shakes her head, eyes unfocused and cheeks flushed, "I'm- I'm done. This ale is awfully strong and we need to stay alert. I don't know if I trust these people,{if saved from town boys > 0} the last time I trusted men they were a bit too... friendly."{else} the last time I let men see this much of my body they made a bit of a mess."{endif} You scoff, motioning around, "I don't think they're in much of a state to take advantage of you my dear. If you're worried I can go water it down." You skip outside as though you're going to melt some snow but huddle in a dark corner next to the door, whipping out your once more hard cock and furiously beating off, aiming your head for the tankard. It takes longer than you would have liked but you dared any normal man to try keeping up with your production, your steaming batch of cum nearly filling the tankard full again. You take a sip and shiver, goosebumps rolling over you that had nothing to do with the cold.

You almost want to save it for yourself and just drain it out here. Almost.

Back inside, you offer the drink to Amber and urge her to take it, "I found one of the guards stewing up some kind of cider, it's delicious!" You take a swig to demonstrate and try not to show how aroused it made you. Which was very hard when your cock jerked against your kimono. Shit, you forgot to re-bind your cock. You hide it with your elbow and offer her the drink. She takes a hesitant sip as you wrestle with your green apendage. Eventually you just have to bind flat to your stomach and hope nobody looked down your cleavage.

"It does taste really good..." You beam at Amber, who continued sipping with a dazed smile on her face. Her nipples are surely painfully aroused to be that visible through her kimono, though you suppose it was bound pretty tight. You sneak a glance down at your own clothing situation and wince at your clearly visible balls. You really needed that replacement from Thomas, "I'm going to go see what's taking so long for our clothes dear, you keep drinking that cider." She nodded happily, legs rubbing together, off-hand wandering up and down her thigh like it wasn't sure what to do.

You smirk, looking forward to the hard fucking you were surely going to get when you came back to an empty tankard, and leave in high spirits to find Thomas. The back room is empty. The streets outside are empty too. You're about to turn around and steal some drunks clothes if you had to when Thomas appears from behind a shed. He looks startled to see you, "You're awake?" You give him a curious look, "Did you expect me to pass out on the tavern floor? Captain, I'm offended that you'd think so lowly of a lady like myself."

"Certainly Thomas. What were you thinking, letting the poor woman run around half-dressed like that? Show some common courtesy." You turn to see a man, tall and elegant with the lightest skin you'd ever seen. It gave the snow a run for its money. Magic or no, alarm bells immediately go off in your head as soon as you lay eyes on him. Your mind goes bank, filling with a single thought: Runrunrunrunrunrunrun-

"Such a lovely lady too." He steps forward, his dark eyes locking with yours. Your single thought stumbles and falls out your ear, leaving your mind blank as he steps forward. You couldn't look away from his eyes. You couldn't even blink. Not that you wanted to, they were such beautiful eyes. "Shall I take you out of this ruffians hands my lady?" Your heart skips three beats and seems to forget every third thereafter as you try to find the words to answer the handsome stranger, "U-uh-um..." He steps right up to you, his hand lifting your chin, and the words come to you, "Yes. Please."{endif}