The Half-Orc Barbarian starts trouble...

“So where did we leave off?” The stage was set, the (heavily mind-controlled) players were seated, the snacks were out and your pants were off with your cock proudly hanging out in the open. Here we go!

“In the ‘Squeaking Bed’ Inn, owned by a handsome human adventurer named John Smithitus.” You narrate proudly from behind your dungeon master screen. The girls roll their eyes and stifle a giggle when they hear your sudden entrance to the campaign’s story and the naughty business name.

“Does anything happen during the night when we sleep?” Amber inquires, drumming her pencil against the table.

“Nope, it’s all quiet.” You mention, your excited eyes peeking out from your little DM nest. “You three get out of bed without any hassles and stretch and yawn, ready for a big day of adventuring!”

“Well,” Megan started with a smile, glancing down at her character sheet, “Is Mr. Smithitus interested in a friendly wrestling match with little ol’ Ferocita?” You always thought her Half-Orc’s name was a bit corny, but hey, most of Dungeons and Dragons was!

“Hmm, probably not, it is the-”

“I grab the innkeeper.” Megan decided, impulsively rolling her d20. “Does a 21 get him?”

“Uh, yep, you’ve got him. You easily hop over the front desk and take him by the shoulders.” You respond, “He looks frightened.”

“Oh, here we go again…” Janice muttered, her beautiful Elven rogue taking offense to such brash action. She had always been more of a cloak and dagger kind of lady, not a grab an innkeeper for a **** grappling match. “I slip out and go get breakfast while this is happening.”

“I observe intently, curious about Ferocita’s traditions.” Amber added. Her cleric was a very intellectual (and beautiful!) young woman that was very open and understanding towards others. With her new religion of fucking every man in town, you were sure that people would be even more accommodating for her character! A blowjob for a farmer here, anal for the blacksmith there...

“Alright, time to make my clan proud!” Megan cheered, pumping an enthusiastic fist into the air, “I tear off my skirt and get ready to ride him until his stupid balls shrivel up like raisins!” Your cock twitches in anticipation, already hardening as you imagine what will happen next. Megan was a gorgeous teen, perfect breasts and an ass to die for.

“Okay, let’s role-play that so I know for sure what you’re doing.” You push back from the table and suddenly get tossed to the ground by a bestial (but oddly sexy…) Megan! Before you realize what happening, she’s shimmied her jeans and panties down to her ankles and kicked them off.

“I grab his dick like this!” You yelp in surprise when her hand darts out like a viper and takes a firm grip of your erection. “I growl to him, ‘This is my cock! I own this now and I’m going to make it cum for me.’ Is that an intimidate check?”

“No, no, you got him. No need to roll.” You blurt out as Megan slowly strokes your cock, her fingers locked tightly around your shaft. She towers above you while you lay on the ground, your breath short as you eagerly await her next move. You get your first glimpse of that mouth-watering pink pussy you’ve lusted over for so long and you can barely contain your excitement.

“Oh! I gotta pin him right? Hold on,” Megan playfully hops away back to the table while the other two girls watching with piqued interest. She grabs her 20 sided die and tosses it. “Oh darn, does a 15 work?”

“Yeah, yeah, sure, sure. Continue.” You were getting a bit impatient, your scheme was working awfully slow compared to if you just fucked them like mindless robots. Still, this was much more fun. “Mr. Smithitus is pinned underneath you, his cock in your hand. What do you do?”

“This!” With one smooth drop of her hips, Megan sends you to heaven with her perfect pussy. Her squeezing vaginal walls undulate in all the right places against your trapped cock, sending a shiver of pleasure through your entire body. In between gasps and huffs while bouncing her sweet teen body on your cock, Megan continues to narrate her actions like a good role-player. “Ah! I put one hand on his chest to pin him down and I use the other to rub my tusk, then I stare him in the eyes, like this!” The tiny girl pretending to be a terrifying female Half-Orc barbarian looked down at you with a wicked grin, complete with a smug look of superiority. With her lovely cunt hammering down in long strokes, you weren’t sure how much longer you were going to last under Megan’s brutal ride.

“Looks like Mr. Smithitus is going to shoot his load any second now..!” Janice commented excitedly, a hand traveling to her breast and cupping it through her shirt. From the looks of it she didn’t even seem to notice that she was touching herself. Her other hand slowly began to drift downwards to her exposed nether lips, stroking her young honey pot. The feeling of seeing a beautiful girl subconsciously masturbating while another fucked you hard was unimaginable, especially since a week ago none of these girls would ever do this!

“Hey!” Megan turned around and yelled indignantly, causing Janice to jump in her chair and retract her hand. Evidently Megan was still in character as her tough barbarian. Her tight pussy was slamming your cock inside without interruption, even as she spoke. “Your character left the inn, she can’t say anything.”

“Oh damn, you’re right.” Janice apologized just as you gave a mighty groan and started blasting your dirty spunk right into your dear friend’s unprotected pussy. You bury your cock balls deep again and again, fulfilling your primal urge to ejaculate as deeply as possible with rope after rope of thick seed coasting Megan’s pink insides.

“Ha!” Megan stood up and allowed your fresh creampie to leak out from between her nether lips and onto her slender pale legs. “Fear the might of my people! Hopefully you know your place now little human.” While you lay on the ground catching your breath, Megan hobbled over to an end table next to the couch and grabbed a few tissues, wiping up your dripping load from her used mound.

“I start to clap, complimenting you on your performance.” Amber smiled, “I make sure to take plenty of notes, hoping to learn more about your fascinating culture.” Megan gave mock bows to an invisible audience and blew a sultry kiss to you, still completely bottomless. You pretend to catch it and she elicits a few giggles from the other girls and a chuckle from you as you climbed back into your seat.

You looked over your notes and decided on what to do next…