Turn around and give Worm what he wants

You're so well-fucked and deeply creamed by Olaf you doubt you'd even notice Worm's cock in your quim. You decide to find out.

"Alright," you say. "Be quick about it."

You turn around and bend over the nearest wine cask. Leaning your forearms on the wood, your heavy tits dangle beneath you and your bum is invitingly presented for your lucky leprechaun ****. You can feel a trickle of Olaf's cum still draining out of your spunked fanny, but Worm hardly seems to notice. He drags a sack of hops behind your heels and steps onto the grain bag to achieve the height he needs. You feel his clawed fingers on your bum and a slight pressure against your sex and then...nothing.

Well, not quite nothing, maybe like a pinkie finger, but you're so goo-greased and temporarily stretched that it glides easily in and out. You feel more from Worm's body slamming into your bum again and again, slapping against you as he furiously pounds your presented pussy, than you feel from his intruding inchworm. Then again, his little walnut bollocks battering against your cum-painted clit feels rather good.

"Fuck me good, you little half-wit," you moan and receive a doubled effort from Worm. You reach an arm between your swaying milk-bags and a hand back to your thighs to add your fingers to the stimulation. You frig yourself as Worm does his best to fuck you silly. You urge him faster in a hushed voice and actually push back against him, nearly knocking him from his perch atop the hops bag in the process. He holds tight to your hips and reams your fanny with all his might. It's not a lot of might, to be sure, but the added friction generates a warmth that perfectly matches your frigging fingers.

"Don't stop!" You gasp as an orgasmic wave threatens to crash down on you. In that moment, Worm screeches with pleasure and buries his willy - seemingly swollen to the size of a big thumb - into your buttery fuck tunnel. Your climax hits in perfect concordance with your ****'s and as the first spray of scalding seed hits your cervix you are rewarded with a tidal wave of pleasure.

Each hot pump of chaun chowder into your cunny is matched with another rippling contraction and hot spike of ecstasy. As his ball brine pours into you and overflows your shuddering sheath your legs quiver. Finally, you both come down, sweaty and panting and with a snap of your fingers Worm disengages his cock from your twice-basted baby place. The velvety petals of your prim pussy are so thoroughly glazed you imagine they resemble a sugar flower on a cake.

You look at your triumphantly grinning **** and feel the sudden fear that you might be a little too generous with your body. Well, you think as you squeeze the remains of his seed from your slit and onto the cellar floor, perhaps he'll take this as a lesson that good behavior certainly can have rewards.

"Help me get dressed," you say, suddenly self-conscious that Olaf or his wife might have seen you getting rodgered by such a pitiful underling.

Worm obediently helps you into your body suit, corse and chunk boots and together you ascend the stairs and return to the bustling tavern. You feel oddly embarrassed, as if every man there knows you've just been twice-cummed up, by Olaf and then your miserable midget companion. The embarrassment fills you with a burst of anger and you gesture at the patrons to get fucked.

You find the room key, wine and crisps behind the bar. At the door to the room you fumble with the key. You pass the wine and crisps off to Worm and snap at him not to look at you. Once inside you practically collapse onto the bed. You pour a cup full of the sour red wine and munch away at the chips. You've only had a few bites when the weariness of the day begins to overwhelm you. And here you are still dressed. It's such an effort to get undressed again after only dressing minutes earlier. Worm looks at you expectantly. And what does that greedy little sprite want?

You feel like going to sleep straight away, but maybe you should undress and relax a bit first. After all, it has been a very long day.