With some more help from Druuna

During Norfolk’s pause as he struggled to find the right words and Charlie waiting to hear them, the two men slowly turned their heads to stare at the gentle swaying of Druuna’s ass as she approached Clara.

Noting how the blonde’s cheeks were still flushed and a nervous gleam was present in her eyes, Druuna felt satisfied when she could walk up to Clara without her even attempting to back away from her, a small sign that her apprehensions about what she was becoming and the traces of the moralist tendencies that she’d displayed when they’d first met had been further diminished by her watching Druuna get fucked by another stranger.

“Hmm…” Sticking her right hand down the white thong to feel the wetness of Clara’s sex, Druuna found herself loving the other woman for how she led her to act as outrageously as possible, both for the benefit of the blonde gasping in front of her as she ran her fingers against the swollen lips of her dripping wet snatch and the two men who were waiting with bated breath for what was to come next, “You’ve soaked my panties.”

“S-sorry,” Clara offered as an apology, unwittingly making it clear that this time around it was her turn to be the submissive one.

“Don’t be,” Druuna’s voice was firm but cheerful as she refused to accept Clara’s apology, stretching the waistband of the thong as she became more intense in her fondling of the blonde’s pussy while at the same time using her hand to give the other beauty’s ass a playful slap that drew a horny moan from Clara, “But tell me, did you get this wet watching me getting fucked by Charlie?”

“Yes,” Clara’s short replies were the perfect foil to Druuna’s dirty talk.

“And do you want to get in front of me whenever I’m being fucked from behind and shove my face into your sweet little pussy?”

“Yes.”

“Mmm, you’re such a dirty, horny slut,” Druuna meant it as a compliment, even if it did nothing to abate the reddening of Clara’s cheeks, quickly going on to tug the thong down so that she could treat the blonde’s glistening sex to a few gentle pats, savouring how that caused droplets of her juices to come raining out of her slit.

“Now, Charlie’s left me all covered with jizz,” Druuna pulled her lips back into an impish smile as she took a step back from Clara, her eyes glowing with a mixture of raw lust and mischievousness, “why don’t you do something about that?”

For a passing moment, Clara seemed conflicted and nervous as Druuna grabbed hold of the right one of her two round, copious tits and lifted it up so that it stood even further out than usual, but then she threw herself into the task of licking up the cum which had splattered onto the heavy globe, her passionate performance of said task soon leading her to have her plump lips wrapped around Druuna’s nipple as she lapped at the stiff, dark bud with her tongue.

“You know,” Druuna had gently steered Clara’s mouth away from her nipple and had proven incapable of resisting the temptation to offer her a deep kiss before she finally continued thrilling herself and the horny blonde alike through the enticing words coming out of her mouth, “Charlie pumped my pussy full of cum…”

Clara’s smile was void of any embarrassment or awkwardness, and she didn’t really need Druuna’s hands pushing her head down to drop down on her haunches in front of her.

“Damn, Norfolk, where did you find those two?” Charlie asked as he watched Clara placed her hands on Druuna’s spread thighs and guide her lips towards the brunette’s soaked twat.

“Actually, that’s what I came here to talk to you about,” Norfolk decided that now was as good a time as any to tell Charlie about what had happened over the last couple of days, “You know who Harlan the Trader is?”

“Harlan the Slaver?” Charlie corrected Norfolk, spat contemptuously and nodded his head as his expression became a lot less happy, “Yep.”

“Well, I got Druuna from him,” Norfolk waited until Charlie was looking at him with a worried frown before cracking up into a smile and adding “for free.”

“That was nice of him,” Charlie observed, the worried frown having been replaced by a thin smile as he looked over at Druuna and Clara.

“Yeah, and he gave me his wagon and all of the goods on it as well, which was really nice of him,” Norfolk explained, “But my guess is that means he’ll come looking for me, probably bringing a few friends of his along as well.”

“You didn’t kill him?”

“I literally caught him with his pants down, thanks to Druuna,” Norfolk smiled as he recalled how Druuna had unwittingly helped him liberate her, “it didn’t seem right to shoot him down like that.”

“He’s a slaver, Norfolk, you don’t show those fuckers any mercy,” Charlie sounded slightly annoyed with his friend.

“You’re probably right about that,” Norfolk nodded while watching Clara’s tongue swirling over the narrow entrance to Druuna’s foaming sex, “but will you help me out if he and his goons come calling?”

“Sure I will,” Charlie was as fascinated by Clara and Druuna as his larger friend, “And I would have even if you hadn’t brought me the perfect remedy for my loneliness.”

“Speaking of which, how is Shannon?”

“She’s busy looking after her whores,” Charlie replied, “and I haven’t had the time to go into town to see her for a couple of weeks now.”

“Shit, I’m surprised that you keep this place when your girlfriend’s got a fucking whorehouse and doesn’t mind you fooling around with her girls,” Norfolk grinned at his friend’s satisfying relationship to the busty owner of a brothel.

“I guess I don’t want to spend my days getting drunk and listening to whores being fucked,” Charlie smiled again, his cock still pointing straight out in front of him as he observed how Clara was snaking her tongue into Druuna’s quim, “Now the other one…”

“Clara.” Norfolk provided Charlie with the name of the other woman that he’d brought with him.

“Yeah, where did you find her?”

“You know about New Georgetown?”

“Yeah,” Charlie reflected a little the upright, intolerant town where people like him, Norfolk and his girlfriend weren’t exactly welcome.

“She was a sergeant in their militia,” Norfolk smiled again as he looked at the voluptuous blonde gyrating her tongue inside Druuna’s snatch while the black-haired beauty kept both hands nestled amongst her golden locks.

“What?”

“Yeah, she was guarding the road and took offence to how Druuna was buck-naked and giving me a blowjob as we went along,” Norfolk felt an urgent need to get the front of his trousers opened as he thought back to how Druuna had spent that whole first part of their journey sucking on his cock, gulping down his cum whenever he blew his load and then skilfully working to get him hard again, his fingers undoing his belt without his brain knowing about it as he marvelled at how shamelessly lustful Druuna really was, “Druuna needed about a minute to get her to drop her rifle and start removing her clothes.”

“Really?” Charlie was flabbergasted at being told that the brunette in front of him who was currently having her pussy eaten could seduce one of New Georgetown’s arrogant, puritan citizens that quickly.

“Really,” Norfolk maintained, “and not long after that, Clara was writhing like a bitch in heat as I fucked her ass for the first time.”

“You know, there’s a stream beyond these fields if you want to take Druuna there and have her wash off.” Charlie made no mention as to why he wanted some alone time with Clara.

“Nah, Druuna will want to stick around if you’re going to fuck Clara,” Norfolk replied as he gazed at the squatting blonde, who’s skin had already begun to develop a golden tan to match that of Druuna’s, “she really likes watching her get fucked.”
Of course, Norfolk was aware of the fact that Clara had yet to free herself of her foolish reservations about the turn that her life had taken, even if she always seemed to enjoy herself immensely once she’d gotten past them and lost herself in being fucked by him or licked by Druuna, but his best guess was that she’d now finally gotten to the point where she’d give herself willingly to Charlie.