Intimate Time With Two Ladies

“How were your clothes hiding that,” asked a very naked Devallia; her figure was more erotic than her attire had indicated could be possible.

“I’ve read that any given Dreamborn has impressive features,” said Rilkimsha; she gave an erotic lick of lips, “but I didn’t think it would be like this; how were you able to pack that ‘sausage’ into your attire?”

“I only caught a few glimpses of that ‘monster’ when we stopped at the inn to sleep,” said Devallia with her own erotic lick of the lips; her voice took on a more sensual tone as she said, “but I didn’t think it would be this enticing.”

Keldan had actually been a bit conscious of his groin since he was young; he still didn’t know how he managed to pack it all into his attire in a way that hid its true girth and size. His penis was just shy of a full foot when it was flaccid, as it was now, but actually gained a few inches to go as far as fourteen inches when fully erect; his member went into the kinds of sizes you saw on young stallions quite a few times. And his ballsack was also impressive, being almost forty percent larger than was typical for a human. “Well,” said Keldan in a more authoritative tone, turning to Devallia, “since I have you naked now, I am going to plow you into the ground, and only stop when I deem it necessary.”

“Ooh,” said Devallia, “I think that just made me w…” the rest was cut off as Keldan suddenly took her from behind, grabbing her bosom with both hands and squeezing them as he fondled them and pounded her from behind, all Devallia could get out of her mouth were erotic moans and cries. Especially after Keldan unceremoniously rammed his hardening rod straight into her pussy, her sensual cry from being impaled by Keldan’s scepter actually caused Rilkimsha to fondle herself as well.

As an academic, Rilkimsha was more prone to learning about things second-hand and third-hand; her only real first-hand experience was when she delved into ruins and the like in search of the information that was recorded. But here she was, watching a genuine Dreamborn fuck a demon-kin, much harder than she thought possible. Here little bit was more bravado than anything else; she didn’t have any actual sexual experience, but an artifact she had encountered shortly after being recognized as a legal adult, her first true solo delve, had implanted the memory of a sexual encounter for ages ago into her head. At the time, she wanted the implanted memory out of her head, but it was still there because of a few circumstances that made returning the memory without harming her own psyche next to impossible. So now, the memory was locked up tight in her own mental vault, after she threw it into a mental safe with near reckless abandon.

A moment later, as promised, Keldan was plowing Devallia into the ground; it was so forceful she would have had a faceful of dirt if it weren’t for the nuances of the magical space’s power giving a more firm floor composed of mystical energies. Keldan and Devallia kept at it for a solid twenty minutes before the demon-kin, of all people, passed out from the rough sex Keldan was giving her. He carefully removed her from his person, and member, and set her down to the side to rest. He then gestured to Rilkimsha to join him on the other side of the magical hut.

“Well,” said Keldan, “you’re next are you ready?”

“I think you got me primed quite a while ago,” said Rilkimsha in a more sensual voice. A moment later, she gave out a lascivious moan as Keldan began fondling her breasts; in a salacious voice, she said, “Don’t you dare fucking go easy just because you got off in the demon slut.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” said Keldan as he rammed his rod inside her vagina, Rilkimsha gave out a ribald cry of excited joy. The memory **** into her ages ago seemed like nothing more than a pale imitation of this experience. She came to a sudden realization; she didn’t need to take part in the search that experience had kicked off; she could go back to enjoying the thrill of discovering knowledge for the sake of learning and knowing in and of themselves; she would share all that later, much later after she had maybe a few more good fuckings.

She saw they were coming up on the wall of the magical hut; she immediately willed the walls to become solid for her and Keldan so that she wouldn’t be thrown from the magical space and inadvertently cause the spell to forcibly end early. Rilkimsha was crashed up against the wall almost immediately after she made the on-the-fly adjustment to the magical space; she never thought being shoved into a wall could be this delightful. She had been shoved into plenty of walls in her journeys, but those were all far from pleasant; this time, it was the opposite and was very pleasurable, so much so that she gave out a salacious moan of pleasure as Keldan continued to pound her into the wall.

A moment later, Keldan threw Rilkimsha to the floor, with her face up, as he came down on her and rammed his member into her again while squeezing her breasts rather firmly. She moaned and cried erotically into Keldan’s mouth as he kissed her deeply; she reactively started putting her tongue as deep into his throat as he was into her uterus. She could feel her womb descending to kiss, then engulf, Keldan’s cock. It was at this time she was starting to feel exhausted. The moment Keldan let loos his semen inside of her, Rilkimsha gave an amorous moan before collapsing asleep as well.

A moment later, Keldan admired his handy work; he had managed to finally sexually dominate two buxom ladies; he just didn’t think it would be on the same day he finally punched his v-card.

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Meanwhile, outside, Helen had heard all of it, and she was fine with hearing it all, for the two-plus hours it went on, but she also decided she would make sure she was the next female Keldan dominated; she was thankful the travel on the pathway they were taking was almost non-existent at the moment, Keldan did say he wanted to try and be respectful of people who didn’t want to hear what was going on. Minotaurs had a cultural fetish about the female being sexually dominated by the male; if she could dominate him outside of sex, that could be acceptable, but if the male couldn’t express dominance in bed, then they weren’t staying around. Besides, she was the first female Keldan got in on this journey; it didn’t matter if she wasn’t the first to fuck him but would matter if she ended up the fifth he fucked; if that happened she would remove herself from the party on a very permanent basis.