YUMI'S NIGHT

The moment Yumi stepped through the door and closed it behind her, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. "I'm finally back on Thymore," she thought, her heart pounding in her chest.

Sure, Yumi was relieved that Aki was alright, but deep down, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of pleasure knowing that his ankle was sprained. It meant she could fully indulge in the pleasures of Thymore one last time. In fact, she secretly hoped that Aki would take his sweet time healing, giving her plenty of opportunities to explore her deepest desires. And boy, was she ready.

With a mischievous grin, Yumi made her way down to the reception desk, her body buzzing with anticipation. "Hey, Borin!" she called out, unable to contain her excitement.

The dwarf looked up at her with a smile, his well-kept beard shifting as he did. "Come over here," Borin said, motioning for her to join him.

Skipping over to Borin, Yumi already felt a surge of arousal as she saw the parchment in front of him - she already knew what it contained. She slid behind the reception desk, positioning herself close to him. "What do you have for me?" she purred, her hand sliding down to his pants, teasingly fondling his dwarven cock.

"Getting straight to the point, huh?" Borin chuckled, his eyes glinting with desire.

Yumi continued to stroke his cock, her voice dripping with need. "It's been such a tiring day, Borin. I need a cock so fucking bad."

Borin gazed at out of the front door, making sure no one was coming inside the Inn. He maintained a firm grip on Yumi's hand, pulling her closer to him. Yumi chuckled softly, yielding to his guidance. She crouched down, bringing her face to his level, meeting the dwarf's gaze with amusement. "Have you sucked some cock yet?" Borin asked, his voice laced with hunger.

Yumi shook her head, licking her lips. "No, not yet."

"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out, you slut," Borin commanded.

Yumi eagerly obeyed, parting her lips and extending her tongue, ready for whatever Borin had in store. Borin wasted no time, pressing his lips against hers in a searing kiss. Their tongues entwined, exploring each other's mouths with a fervent hunger. The taste of their mingling saliva was intoxicating, coating Borin's well-kept beard with their shared desire.

With a wicked grin, Borin pulled away and turned his chair towards Yumi. His eyes raked over her, filled with unbridled lust. "You know what to do," he said, his voice dripping with need.

Yumi nodded, her desire evident in her eyes. She gracefully dropped to her knees, eagerly pulling down Borin's pants to reveal his throbbing cock. Her tongue darted out, tentatively licking the length of his shaft.

"Fuck, that's good," Borin moaned, his body relaxing into the chair. One hand rested on Yumi's head, guiding her movements as she continued to pleasure him. They had done this countless times before, and Borin knew that even if anyone walked in, they wouldn't be able to see Yumi's talented mouth at work.

"Is that smart mouth your boyfriend?" Borin asked as Yumi swirled her tongue on his dick's mushroom head.

Yumi, completely focused on pleasuring him, reveled in the feeling of his cock against her tongue. She always loved the way Borin's cock filled her mouth, even though he was a dwarf, his dick was slightly above-average size and he had a very thick girth making her drool in delight.

"Not yet," Yumi replied, her voice muffled by her tongue's movement.

"Yet?" Borin caressed Yumi's cheek, his excitement evident in his touch.

"He hasn't made it official yet," Yumi said, her lips leaving a trail of wetness along his shaft.

"It will be a shame if you ever become official then," Borin said, his voice filled with a mix of desire and regret. "Your services have helped us quite a lot."

With a loud smack, Yumi kissed the tip of Borin's dick before grinning up at him. "Who said I'll stop providing those services?" she said, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Borin laughed and As Yumi's mouth worked its magic, her tongue sliding along his length, Borin's other hand grabbed a parchment nearby, his eyes scanning its contents. A lot of our affiliates already knew you were here," Borin said, his voice filled with excitement. "Carl made sure everyone was notified. Looks like you're in for a long night, Yumi."

Yumi grinned around Borin's cock, her tongue flicking the mushroom head with fervor. Borin glanced at her, she looked absolutely slutty, smiling obscenely while her tongue worked on a cock. She adored the thought of indulging in the desires of others, her body already throbbing in anticipation.

"First, you'll be going to Garland. His wife's out of town," Borin continued, his voice husky with desire. "Then Daryl aand his missus wants a taste of you. That's sure to be fun. And lastly, the guards want to have a drink with you at the pub."

With her tongue still teasing Borin's cock, Yumi managed to ask, her voice muffled, "Will you be there too, Borin?"

"Unfortunately not," Borin replied, gripping her blond hair roughly. "But don't worry, I'll be thinking of you."

Yumi pouted playfully, then took Borin's cock deep into her mouth, rapidly bobbing her head up and down, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony. Borin smiled, even if no one could see Yumi right now, the sound she was making with her mouth as she sucked in his cock could be heard by anyone inside the Inn.

There was time when Borin was getting his dick sucked by Yumi just like this and a costumer, a husband who checked in with his wife came down from the rooms upstairs. The man knew exactly what was going on and it wasn't long before the father rented another room just to feel Yumi's mouth.

"There's a good girl," Borin moaned, his body trembling with pleasure. Before long, Borin reached his peak, his cock pulsating in Yumi's mouth as he released his hot load. Yumi eagerly swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of his essence.

As she stood up, licking her lips with a satisfied smile, Yumi leaned down to kiss Borin, but he pushed her away, a hint of annoyance in his eyes. Yumi laughed softly, fully aware of Borin's dislike for kissing after she had sucked him off.

"What are you doing?" Borin asked, a slight edge to his voice.

"Just teasing, " Yumi replied with a playful wink.

The door suddenly swung open. Yumi tensed and Borin swiftly pivoted his chair to face the entrance. In walked three men, each clad in different adventurer attire. Leading the group was a stout, robust man, but it was the tall individual with long, flowing blond hair cascading down his shoulders who captured Yumi's attention.

As the trio reached the reception hall, the blond-haired man couldn't help but notice Yumi's gaze fixed upon him. In response, he flashed a confident grin at her. Unfazed, Yumi cheekily winked in his direction.

Borin, ever watchful, took note of this playful exchange and promptly remarked, "Yumi, you're needed somewhere else now."

Yumi acknowledged with a nod, still maintaining a hint of mischief in her expression. With a skip in her step, she made her way elsewhere, though not without one final flirtatious wink directed at the blond-haired adventurer.

Yumi approached the equipment store, and the sign on the door clearly read, "Closed." However, this was nothing new to her, as the store always seemed to be closed whenever she visited.

When Yumi knocked on the door, it swung open, revealing Garland. The sight of the tall, muscular, bald man with a greying beard sent a thrill down her spine. He stepped aside, inviting her in with a gruff voice. "Come in," Garland beckoned. "My wife will be home any minute."

Glancing quickly out the window to make sure they were indeed alone, Garland closed the door. As he turned towards Yumi, she couldn't contain her excitement. She launched herself at him, wrapping her legs around his waist, and he caught her effortlessly. Their mouths collided in a passionate frenzy, their tongues dancing with reckless abandon.

Garland's muscles barely strained under Yumi's weight as he carried her towards the backroom. Their lips remained locked in a steamy embrace, refusing to part even for a moment. With a powerful motion, Garland slammed Yumi onto the bed, their bodies colliding with a hungry urgency. He wasted no time, tearing off his shirt, revealing his sculpted chest and bulging biceps. Yumi, eager to join in the festivities, swiftly removed her pants and panties, baring her glistening arousal.

With Yumi's legs spread wide, Garland positioned himself between her thighs. His large, veiny cock hovered at her entrance, teasing her with its throbbing head. Garland's eyes sparkled with delight as he noticed her juices clinging to the tip of his cock. "You're already wet, huh?" he growled, his voice laced with satisfaction.

"Borin had me ready just for you, daddy. Just put it in," Yumi pleaded, her voice dripping with need.

"Take off your shirt, woman," Garland demanded, his gaze filled with dominance, as he continued to tease her entrance.

Yumi complied without hesitation, **** to feel him deep inside her. Her bra soon followed, discarded carelessly as her desperation reached its peak.

Without warning, Garland lunged forward, his cock plunging deep into Yumi's waiting heat. She gasped, her mouth opening wide in pleasure as he filled her completely. His powerful thrusts began in earnest, setting a blistering pace. Garland's muscles strained with each powerful movement, his cock driving into her with an insatiable hunger. Yumi's nails dug into his back, leaving marks of their passionate encounter, as she held onto him for dear life.

"You fucking slut," Garland growled, gritting his teeth in a mix of pleasure and frustration. "You're as young as my daughter, and you're already this sexually active?"

"Fuck me, daddy!" Yumi moaned, her voice filled with unabashed desire. Her breasts swayed wildly with each forceful thrust, enticing Garland to grasp them, squeezing and fondling with an unyielding grip. The bed squeaked in protest, barely able to contain the intensity of their passion.

But then, a knock on the door shattered the erotic bubble they had created. Yumi quickly clasped her mouth shut, her eyes wide with a mix of disappointment and excitement. Garland's expression turned to one of concern as he glanced towards the door, fear palpable in his eyes.

"Who's there?" Garland called out, his hands still firmly latched onto Yumi's breasts.

"Hello, I came from the Revalare Inn! Borin told me to ask for Garland!" a voice called from outside.

"Fuck!" Garland cursed, his arousal temporarily forgotten. He swiftly withdrew from Yumi's dripping core, causing her to groan in disappointed longing. With his cock still glistening with her juices, Garland hastily dressed himself, a hunger still burning in his eyes.

"Stay here," Garland commanded, a hint of promise in his voice. "We aren't done yet."

Garland went out and opened the door. Yumi was left alone in the bed. She was so frustrated, she was so close to cumming that she didn't hear what was being discussed outside.

"I hope he comes back soon," Yumi thought, as her hands reached down to finger her own pussy. She wanted to be ready for his cock when he comes back and she blocked the conversation happening just outside the room.

Yumi had no idea how much time had passed when there was another loud knock on the front door. An irritable scowl creased her face as she silently cursed Borin for sending another customer at this inopportune moment.

"Who's there? We are closed!" She heard Garland shout. Yumi smiled, there was anger in his tone now.

A moment later, Garland shouted once more - much louder than the last. "Oh! My LOVELY WIFE!"

The sudden exclamation from Garland, the shop owner, left her in sheer panic. Without wasting a single second, she frantically leaped out of bed and hastily scrambled to gather her clothes. Time was of the essence as she knew that Garland's wife was not someone to be trifled with. Yumi had absolutely no intention of being caught in such an embarrassing predicament.

Yumi quickly dressed herself in the conveniently placed hooded robe she found within arm's reach. It was one of the garments the shop had available for sale. Swiftly, she pulled on her panties, pants, and shirt before slipping into the robe. With the hood securely in place to conceal her face, she hurriedly left the backroom, eventually arriving at the front door where Garland stood, his face etched with a look of pure dread. His hand hovered over the doorknob, evidently waiting for Yumi to exit before opening the door.

Upon Yumi's exit, Garland cautiously turned the knob, allowing his wife to enter. A massive woman, her imposing stature wasn't due to fat; the two-handed sword at her back made it clear that she was built like a warrior. She cast a stern gaze around the room as the couple exchanged terse words. Yumi, concealed beneath her hood, observed the unfolding drama from the sidelines.

During the tense exchange between Garland and his wife, Yumi noticed the handsome blond man who she had playfully winked at earlier in the inn. He was the same person who had entered the shop earlier. This man appeared to be attempting to peer through her hood. Responding with warmth, Yumi smiled at him, but she was taken aback by the stark difference in his demeanor compared to their previous encounter at the inn. Instead of returning her friendly gesture, he frowned at her. His change in attitude left Yumi perplexed, but her immediate focus was on finding an opportune moment to exit the shop.

Garland's wife's voice grew louder with each word she uttered. Yumi's anxiety mounted, and she knew it was time to make her exit. Her heart raced as she walked towards the front door, passing the couple. "Thank you for your business," she said as she hurried past them, her voice maintaining politeness but with an evident sense of urgency.

Despite nodding at her, Garland's face displayed a mix of frustration, anger, and disappointment. Yumi gave him a last pitying look before leaving him to deal with the consequences.

Once she stepped outside the store and a half a kilometer away from the store, Yumi looked up and took a deep breath. She contemplated the curious events she had just experienced. She couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Garland. "Maybe I'll consider returning later," she thought, though she wasn't entirely sure. In any case, with the half-orc couple and the guards awaiting her at the pub, it was unlikely she'd have the opportunity to revisit the shop. And even if there was a chance, she knew she'd be far too exhausted to consider it.

With a final glance at the shop, she turned on her heel and walked resolutely toward Diane's.

Yumi strutted towards Diane, her body practically quivering with anticipation. She couldn't wait to get there, knowing that this time it would be a special kind of threesome. Sure, she had experienced threesomes before, but only with guys. This time, with Diane and Daryl, she would finally indulge in a threesome with another girl.

Memories of a previous encounter with another playboy flooded Yumi's mind. The man had managed to convince her and another girl to spend the night in his bed. But alas, it turned out to be a one-sided affair, as the Playboy's focus was solely on Yumi. The other girl was left sulking, while Yumi couldn't help but revel in the mind-blowing fuck the Playboy was giving her. She felt a twinge of guilt for the other girl but the Playboy was so damn good at fucking that Yumi couldn't even spare a moment to lick the other girl's pussy.

Of course, it wasn't just a threesome with a husband and wife. Diane also created oils and sex toys that enhanced sexual pleasure. Whenever Yumi visited, they tested their best products on her. She had always left Diane's household with perfectly satisfied. Yumi's anticipation builds up and she found herself almost jogging.

As Yumi continued on her way, the sound of approaching footsteps reached her ears, and they were rapidly closing the distance behind her. Her instincts kicked in, and she quickly glanced back, raising her hands instinctively in a defensive posture.

To her surprise, the footsteps belonged to the man with the long, blond hair who had entered the equipment shop earlier. He wore a friendly grin as he caught up with her.

"Hello," the young man greeted her.

Yumi's lips curled into a greeting. "Hey there," she replied, but she purposefully held back her smile. She recalled the man's lack of a warm response when she'd smiled at him in the shop and decided a bit of playful **** was in order.

"I saw you in the store," the young man commented. "Where are you off to?"

A sense of caution still lingered within Yumi. "I can't really tell you that," she responded.

The young man persisted, his friendly demeanor unwavering. "Oh, come on. I'd like to talk to you. I'd even walk with you if you'd let me."

Yumi contemplated the offer for a brief moment. She pondered the possibility of asking the handsome man to accompany her to Diane's. She eyed the young man, noticing his typical playboy appearance. Yumi wasn't averse to charming individuals, but she liked making them work for it, appreciating the art of the chase.

"That's sweet of you," Yumi said coyly, "but I have to get there quickly." She paused, a sly smile playing at her lips. "How about you join me at the pub later? Some of my friends are gathering there."

The young man furrowed his brow in apparent confusion. "The pub? Will you be okay there?" he asked with concern.

"Yeah," Yumi affirmed, stepping back from the man. "I really must be on my way."

With that, Yumi jogged away without waiting for the man's reply. As she distanced herself from him, she couldn't help but feel an odd unease about the situation. There was something different about this man, something that set him apart from the typical playboys she'd encountered before. It wasn't the usual lustful desire for her that she sensed; his interests seemed to lie elsewhere, and it raised a sense of foreboding within her.

One thing was for sure, she regretted telling him to meet her in the pub later.