much more pleasurable encounters than enticipated

Wandering further with the pair of boots in her bag, Cassa came up on a nother spot, littered with items. Most of the things she found were unusable and broken, but between the rabble she managed to find a wooden buckler that would come in handy and an ivory brush.

The item seemed a bit suspicious, especially with the magical choker in mind but nevertheless, Cassa felt she as need of a bit of grooming so she picked it up and brushed her coat.

She took up her path again and after a while she landed on a small clearing. She could see a pond and next to it a small cabin.
Carefully she walked closer to examine it and peeking through a window she could make out a humanoid inside. She weighted her options, the odds of someone having a cabin in walking distance to a dragons lair would mean whoever lived here likely was his subordinate or at least not a threat to him.
She decided to knock.
“What do you want?” said a gruff voice.

"Sorry. I just.... i woke up in the forest a few days ago and i'd like a way to get back.... home? I guess..." she replied, still unsure how to deal with the situation.

The door cracked open a bit, she could see a man behind it. “A new arrival huh. Good luck finding a way out of this thrice damned forest.”

"Hmm. So you don't know the way back neither? Than thank you for your time.", she turned away, to make her way back into the woods when the man called out again: “Why don’t you spend the night. It is going to get dark soon.”

Cassa stopped to think. She still remembered the werewolf and her victim, surely spending the night inside would be much better: "I guess its better than sleeping outside...."

The man opened the door, he was a human of roughly average height, with patchwork leather clothes, blakc hair and brown eyes. "Welcome Miss. My name is John."

"I am Cassa", she replied, entering his cabin. It seemed she had interruppted while he was preparing a meal and he resumed to cut veggies and fresh meat in the kitchen area.

“Nice to meet you Cassa. I was just getting dinner started. May I ask if you are a no meat kind of girl. A few weeks ago I was visited by another young lady and she chewed me out. Luckily she left just as quickly.”

"I am more of a vegetarian.... it's part of my heritage." she snickered.

He prepared to meals and sitting down mustered her once more. “What are you I may ask. You look like an white furred satyr but the horn is throwing me off.”

Cassa shrugged, the question was nothing new to her. "My mother is a minotaur with an open mind, my father is a wild unicorn... so i am half of both."

The man’s eyes widened. “That is very open minded. Must make family festivities interesting though.” He laughed before turning to the food, while Cassa shrugged again. "I don't remember much.... but i am sure i lived among minotaurs.... or at least that's what most of them were partly."

He stared at her legs for a second. “You know I always had a thing for furry girls. Maybe it stems from the faint memories of what I assume were pets.”

Cassa squinted for a bit. That was a bold statement, was she just in a similar situation as before? "Well, i am certainly not a pet...."

The rest of the meal was a bit of banter, Cassa asked about the forest, him living here and what he knew of the creature around. From what he told her, the forest housed many creatures and magical phenomen, from time magic but ultimately it sounded to her as if it would be hard to leave. She couldn't remember seeing anything other than forest when her master- when the dragon had carried her to his lair.

"Hmm.... Thank you for the information. You have been plenty helpful actually. I'll still try to leave though. But only after a goods night rest." she looked around, a small cabin with a stone fireplace, a single matress and a crafting area. "Soo..... where would i sleep?"

“Guests sleep on the bed. I’ll sleep on the floor.” He said matter of factly. “I may look like a barbarian but I know I was raised right.” He moved to a section of floor and opened a trap door pulling out two large fur blankets. “That is unless you want to share the bed.” He joked. Cassa mused. Sex wasn't anything she minded much, she had a fair share of experience even before coming here. And the lust was still welling inside her, like a tide. "i mean..... that wouldn't be a problem for me. You invited me and gave me food and shelter. I don't see the harm in paying you back in a way i can."

He paused looking at her. “Are you sure?” She walked closer to him and he could see the milk stains on her clothing "That'd be a mean joke to pull.... i am serious about this, my pleasant host.....?" Soon enough they were both naked, Cassa in the close embrace of a man she just met.

John pulled her close, taking one of her breasts on his mouth and sucking on it like a newborn. The other tit he massaged with one hand while the other was on her ass, grabbing her cheek.

Cassa moaned, getting hot and bothered by him. "Gods, milk my udders, drink up, there's much more to come..." The suction turned her on, her tits where sensitive.

John complied, teasing the nipple with his mouth and teeth, tugging on it slightly before gulping down more of her milk. His hand wandered from her ass to her front, teasing her clit.

Cassa opened her thighs, welcoming the sensual touch and pulled her partner back onto the bed. "Is it tasty?"

As an answer he pulled the halfbreed into a kiss, letting her taste her own milk which she savored while swirling her tongue around his.
"Why don't you tell me if its tasty?" he said after pulling back with a wry smile.
Cassa put her wrists on his shoulders, looking into his face. "I enjoy it, but right now i want you to enjoy me!"
Affirmatively John pushed the woman onto the bed, his hard dick right in front of her. Cassa gently caressed his balls with her hand, running his mandhood up and down. "This looks exciting..."

Again her partner suckled on her breasts, while Cassa played with his cock ,teasing his tip with her thumb while his fingers explored her womanhood, parting her pussy and teasing her as well.

She looked up. "Are you trying to make me beg for it?" Half of her feared it, half of her hoped for it, instead he pulled her close again, his cock pressing against her slit. "Are you ready?"

She nodded and John slid his cock between her legs and into her pussy, his cock smaller than what she had experienced prior but nevertheless pleasant. He started to rythmically move his hips, shoving deep inside her with each thrust while Cassa moved against him, to help with the penetration. "Fuck yes..."
John leaned back, pulling Cassa on top of him before he latched into her lactating tits again and alternated between her swaying breasts and her mouth.

Cassa rode his dick, bouncing up and down, both of them moaning and panting, lost in the pleasure. Her pussy clenched around his cock, trying to milk it like he milked her udders.
"Cassa, i'm getting close!" he grunted, trying to hold out as long as possible. "Do it! Don't mind me, just do it...." Cassa angled better to drive him even deeper inside her, her body shivering in anticipation. John clung to her tightly as he gave in, his face buried between her breasts while he spurted his pent up load into her womb.

He leaned back, catching his breath but Cassa wasn't done yet. "Mhm.... i hope i can encourage you to go for another round in a bit...".

He laughed as she said that. He then, without softening at all, began to move again. “The last time I was with a woman was months ago and masturbation just doesn’t do it for me. I can go all night.”

Cassa leaned forward and whispered in his ear, her breasts pressed against him: "And here's a little secret..... my horn is not only magic, but also very sensitive....."

In response, John licked her horn, making Cassa's whole body shiver and her legs tremble. "Fuuuuuuck...."

“Well then if a lick almost made you cum, let’s see what this does.” At that he licked your horn again but this time starting at the tip. When he neared the base he gently bis it, forcing Cassa into a strong orgasm, her eyes crossing and her pussy squirting on the hard cock inside her. "F-fuuuuck..... m-m-mooooore...... goooooooods........"

Her breasts started lactating, the warm liquid pouring out. John’s chest was warm and wet with her milk and his crotch is drenched in a mixture of milk, pussy juice and semen. He held her tight as she came, but he could not resist her inner walls milking him and he came agains as well, creampieing her again.

The rest of the night they spent in lustful debauchery and when they fell asleep her pussy was leaking cum of many orgasms.