Pleasure Before Business

“Ah!”

Beth didn’t bother to keep her voice down as John bounced her upon his cock. The warmth of her embrace, both around his body as a whole and her snug pussy around his cock, was sharply contrasted by the cool water running past his calves. Beth’s strong legs were wrapped around John’s waist and toned arms were looped around his neck and she clung to him, and John greedily palmed her tight cheeks as he worked her up and down.

“Hmm, look at you,” Senka purred as she slid up behind Beth. The spirit had let the first few minutes of fucking be just him and Beth, biding her time watching and lightly touching herself. But now she was getting involved. Senka let her hands glide up Beth’s sides, fingers lightly tracing the petite woman’s abs before reaching her small chest.

Beth let out more keening whines of pleasure as Senka began to toy with her nipples, her back arching back towards the teasing spirit. “You like that, don’t you, princess?” Senka asked, her voice low as she breathed into Beth’s ear. “John’s cock thrusting into your needy pussy while I play with your cute itty bitties. His strong hands pawing at your tight ass while I do this…”

She trailed off as she began to kiss Beth’s neck, finding a known pleasure point around her collar bone. Beth’s body jerked in pleasure, her pussy clamping down on John’s dick with renewed vigor.

“Fuck,” Beth breathlessly exclaimed, her body shaking. No other words were needed. John and Senka kept up their twinned assault on Beth’s weak points, driving her to her peak. John delivered the final blow.

With a strong thrust upwards, he said, “That’s it, princess. Cum.”

Beth did, letting out a high pitched squeal as her pussy tightly squeezed John’s cock, coaxing out his cum. John gripped her ass as he came, hot cum painting her inner walls. Beth slumped against John’s sweaty torso as she rode down the high of orgasm. Senka ceased her teasing and wrapped her arms around both Beth and John in quiet love.

John could have stayed there for a while longer, and based on how much supplies Brenda had assembled for breakfast, they had time before the hearty meal would be ready. Beth, however, took note of his remaining vigor and shimmied slightly.

“Still hard, hmm?” she drowsily murmured. “I’m pretty well fucked, but I think there’s someone who could use a good dicking.”

“I like how you think, princess.” Senka lightly chuckled. “And far be it from us to deny your wishes, right, John?”

“Of course not,” John answered as the spirit backed away enough so John could set Beth down. Before he could, she stopped him.

“Put me down over there,” she ordered, lazily gesturing over to where a large, flatish rock sat on the bank. “I think I need to be cleaned up a bit before we head back.”

“As you wish,” John said and carried Beth to her chosen spot. He gently put her down and she settled into a position that left her pussy fully exposed, his cum slowly leaking out from her freshly fucked hole. John backed away as Senka dropped to all fours and crawled up to Beth in the most provocative manner, swaying her ample ass as she moved into position.

“I’ll make sure you’re nice and clean for breakfast,” the spirit sultrily said as she inched closer to Beth’s pussy. “Brenda’s making quite the spread, but I think I’m feeling the need for a creamy treat right now.”

Senka dove in, tongue extended to reach as deep into Beth’s pussy as possible. John watched for a moment; any withering of his erection reversed as he beheld Beth throwing her head back in renewed pleasure, one hand rising up to play with her breast.

But, alas, watching such a sight was not what he was here to do. Not that the task ahead of him was something unwanted.

John got on his knees behind Senka and lined up his cock to her waiting pussy. She was wet, and not from the gentle flow of the river moving around them, and John groaned as he sank into her accepting depths. Senka moaned into Beth’s pussy, a chorus that he was the conductor of, the pitch and frequency of them mirroring his thrusts.

“Right there,” Beth breathed as she threaded the fingers of one hand into Senka’s hair, not quite pulling her closer, but keeping the spirit’s head in place, not that she had any intention to move away. Beth’s eyes flicked up to John, a commanding glint in her purple gaze. “Make her feel it, J-John~.”

Order given, John moved to the crescendo. Hands on Senka’s wonderful hips, he picked up his tempo, driving his cock into her with steady might. Senka’s body quivered as the pleasure mounted, but she kept up her duty diligently, letting Beth’s cries of pleasure speak for both of them.

The overall lewd morning had left John more than a little worn down, especially since breakfast was yet to be served, so he felt his third orgasm fast approaching. He pushed as hard as he could, the staccato rhythm of his hips meeting Senka’s adding to the horny chorus of moans, sighs and grunts.

A tightening grip on Senka’s hips and a meeting of eyes with Beth were the signals John gave as he came for the third time in the last hour. He groaned as he unloaded into Senka, who quivered as her own orgasm ran through her. A few moments later, Senka’s dutiful tongue drew a small orgasm from Beth, her legs twitching as the pleasure washed through her. John pulled back from Senka reluctantly, his cock more than half wilted and his breath a little more than strained.

“I think that three is my limit before breakfast right now,” he joked as the post-coital weariness began to set in.

“You can only do three?” Beth teased. “I think I could go for another round.”

Her boast was undercut by the languid way she rolled off the rock and stumbled into the river, her legs barely able to keep her upright.

“Now, now. You’re not exactly looking ready to run a marathon,” Senka remarked, before pulling Beth into a deep kiss. “Sex on an empty stomach doesn’t exactly lead to endless fucking.”

“Okay, this talk of food and sex just made me think of that endless breadsticks thing some places do, only replace the bread with fucking,” Beth said with a chuckle. “Now at Olive Terrace, Endless Fucking.”

“Oh, it seems we’ve fucked her brains out,” Senka tittered.

Beth playful jabbed Senka’s arm as John laughed before he waded over to the pair.

“I think a little washing up is in order,” he suggested, arms slipping around their shoulders. “No need to smell of sex at breakfast.”

“No, we’ll just smell of the river,” Beth joked even as she began to move towards the center of the river, where its depth reached its maximum of knee height.

“I’m sure Verida will be happy to hear her rivers have an odor," Senka jibed.

“You know that’s not what I mean,” Beth protested, bending down to splash Senka with water. The spirit took the blow gracefully, letting the water wash over her face.

“Thanks for the shower.” Senka smiled, bending down herself to gather water in her cupped hands before straightening up and letting the water cascade over her breasts.

Beth pouted at Senka's unflappable attitude, giving John the opening to splash her from behind. As Beth sputtered from the sneak attack, John wrapped his arms around the petite woman.

“All’s fair and what not,” John said to head off any argument, planting a kiss to the top of Beth’s head.

Beth squirmed half-heartidly in his arms before leaning back into his embrace.

“Ya got me,” she said, looking up at John with warmth in her eyes. “Help me wash up?”

“As you wish.”

The wonderful scents of Brenda’s full and complex breakfast spread had long since filled the air, and had roused the sleeping by the time John, Beth and Senka had returned.

“Where’d you guys get to?” Aeolia asked as they slipped into the kitchen, a mug of coffee halfway to her mouth.

Beth shrugged her shoulders. “Woke up, decided that waiting for everyone to get up wasn’t my speed and went out to practice my spheres.”

“And we woke up a bit after and decided to see what’s up,” Senka added before sitting down next to Vivian, who was already beginning to jot down notes on something. “Bringing work to breakfast?”

“We’ve got a lot to do,” the redhead answered, not looking up. “And not a lot of ideas on how to start it.”

“I think spinning our wheels before eating isn’t all that productive,” Estelle remarked. “Especally a project this big and important.”

“I know,” Vivian admitted. “Just, I can't help but want to do something.”

“I think we need to actually have a talk on our priorities,” Verida said as Brenda, Kiera and Anita began to deliver the food. “We do have other things to sort out, if it’s not too selfish of me to want to prioritize them over finding our potential ally.”

“Right, the whole reason we got entangled with the dwarves in the first place,” John said. “The business quest.”

Verida nodded. “I would feel more at ease if I could move freely about without being a burden on Kiera and Teri.”

“Y-you’re not a burden,” Kiera protested.

“I still would feel better if I could stand beside you without costing you mana,” the goddess said softly, placing a gentle hand on Kiera’s shoulder.

“Sadly, that’s something mostly out of our hands,” Vivian grumbled, a note of frustration creeping into her voice. “The contacts we made have been rather slow to get back to me and I doubt Vel’s going to send anyone our way for a bit to establish the mining site. They’ve got more pressing issues to deal with.”

“Can’t fault them for putting their focus on defense,” John said as he began to make his plate.

“Wouldn’t it be in their best interest to have access to metals and other stuff they could dig up?” Brenda asked as she took off her apron. At some point, she had put back on clothing, a loose tank top and tight yoga pants. It didn’t prevent everyone present from ogling her like she was still nude.

“The resources might help the war effort, but the man, or well, dwarf power needed to extract them would detract from their overall pool,” Vivian explained. “To say nothing of the work needed to set up a proper base camp. The premade one Gaia worked in is nice, but hardly something usable. They’ll need to bring in the equipment to mine, and amenities so that they don’t need to gate back here to rest. And more if they intended to stay there longer for stretches of time. I think it’s fair to say we might not hear back from them regarding the mine for a bit.”

“We likely wouldn’t have gotten anything in place for a bit anyway if things didn’t go pear shaped,” John surmised. “I doubt they had everything needed to start a mining operation the day after the deal was locked in.”

“You’d be surprised how quickly someone can get things going. The auction does sell everything. With the right amount of money, they could get everything they’d need in a day or less,” Estelle chimed in. “Though, I’m not sure how they’d get something large like a vehicle to the site. Bit of a tight squeeze through the gate.”

“I think I’d prefer them not bring in large vehicles,” Verida said.

“You’re the boss,” Beth remarked. “Put your foot down and all that.”

“I’d rather not be a tyrant.” Verida shook her head. “I understand that it is hard work to extract the materials we have, so it may be inevitable, but I would rather preserve as much nature as possible. I know that as the Golmerk village expands, they will take more of the forest down, and who knows what other developments will happen. We could have a number of prospective tenants wanting to establish towns.”

“We’ll need a fair amount more infrastructure for that to work,” John mused. “I don’t think hunting and fishing would be enough for any grouping larger than a hundred. Not with modern expectations. We’d need full ranches for meat and large fields for crops.”

“If we’re being serious about this,” Vivian said, placing her pen down, “then I think it would be better to try and get a series of starter farms in place before any homesteading gets considered. Lets us get used to the realities of having them in place before trying to expand their output.”

“A good plan, if we can get people in,” Aeolia remarked. “Besides the dwarves for mining, what were the other ones we’ve got lined up?”

“We have Jeri from the coffee shop and her coffee, the shepherds and cotton farmers Melody from the clothing store put us in contact with, and the lumber company Nadiya gave us,” Vivian recounted. “Oh, and your friend, Estelle.”

“Still haven’t heard from her on that front,” the witch said. “She’s let me and Nephele know she’s not dead, but hasn’t really said anything about teaming up. Too wrapped up in ‘other work’.”

“Well, we’ve got five mostly promising leads and one that’s more up in the air,” John summed up. “And we need three to undo the block Gaia’s thrown on Verida to keep her in Pruzonia. I think we’ve got a lock on the mine, but you’re right, it’ll probably be some time before they decide to sign on.”

Vivian nodded. “I’ll throw some calls out before we get started on the tracking thing. Just see where they’re leaning.”

The sharp chime of Vivian’s ring tone caused everyone to jump at its sudden intrusion. Before any of them could check the caller id, Beth let out a weak chuckle.

“What are the odds this is someone wanting to talk business?”