Fertile in My Ex-Boyfriend's Dungeon 2 Page 3

  Demonic heat burns through my body, filling me with intense desire and hazing my thoughts with images of sexual submission to the red-skinned imp. I picture myself splayed out and taken by his glorious cock, moaning as I cum again and again beneath his skewering hardness. Nellie and I both begin moaning and tearing at our clothes. We writhe on the floor, undressing in a frenzy of lust as the imp laughs and watches us.

  “Good, good,” he says. “Get back over here and finish what you started.”

  “You’re not going to fuck us?” I pout.

  “Please,” gasps Nellie, rubbing at her gold-tufted cunt. “I need to be bred.”

  “Indeed, you do,” agrees Crowley. “But it can wait. Bring your lovely mouths back over here and finish serving my cock.”

  I crawl back to him on my hands and knees, naked and trembling with desire. My pussy aches with my need to be fucked, but I find I cannot resist the imp’s glistening cock. I grab it first and greedily slurp it into my mouth. I find I can deep throat him almost as well as Nellie, my throat stretching to take his cock as I press my nose to his abdomen. He thrusts into my throat a few times, gagging me before pulling his cock from my mouth and feeding it to Nellie. He fucks her mouth just as urgently as I gasp and recover my breath.

  “Yes, my little sluts,” laughs Crowley. “I will fuck you so full of my seed you’ll be dripping for days! Ahhhh!”

  He pulls out of Nellie’s mouth and wanks his wet cock over our faces. We open our mouths to him, like hungry birds waiting for their mother. His cock jerks in his grasp and he spews out long ropes of hot demonic spunk. It splashes into my mouth and spatters my lips, chin, and nose. Nellie is greedy and latches her lips around him, suckling his spicy cum from his pumping prick.

  “More,” I gasp, gulping down the small taste of Crowley’s delicious cum. “I need more!”

  I scoop it from my face and then turn on Nellie, licking it from her face and forcing her into a kiss. I can taste his salty seed on her tongue. She kisses me in reply and we fall together on the floor, wrestling playfully for the last droplets of imp spunk clinging to our bodies. Crowley watches me caressing, grinding, and kissing Nellie.

  “Lick her cunt,” he commands and I nuzzle between Nellie’s plump thighs and begin lapping at the hot folds of her cunt. She bucks against my face, grabbing my head roughly and crying out as her body tenses with her orgasm. Her sweet nectar spills into my mouth as I ravish her cunt with my eager tongue.

  “Now you lick her,” laughs Crowley, wanking his cock as he watches me straddle Nellie’s face to receive a hot tonguing from the elf. I grind against her tongue and she grabs hold of my firm ass, squeezing and encouraging me to use her pretty face. I reach back and play with Nellie’s soft breasts and fat nipples as I ride her face until my pleasure is peaking.

  “Yess! Oh, Master Crowley, it’s so good!” I cry, bouncing hard on Nellie’s tongue.

  “Cum for her!” He laughs, standing and stepping closer as he strokes his cock. “Soon you will know the true pleasure of being fucked by an imp!”

  “Ahhhhh! Yessss fuck me!” I cry out, stilling riding Nellie’s tongue.

  Of course, the imp gives us exactly what we are craving. He bends us both over on our hands and knees on the floor and takes turns thrusting into our hot, clutching cunts. I can hardly stand how wonderful his cock feels plunging into my pussy. Each time I am certain he is going to let me cum, he pulls out his cock and slides it into Nellie’s pussy. I watch her huge tits swing beneath her, jealous of the pleasure on her face, until he leaves her gasping and brings his cock back to my aching channel.

  It isn’t until he finally erupts inside me, spurting his seed into my fertile womb, that I understand the full extent of the pleasure he had promised. There is a flash of light behind my eyes and I feel a wave of contentment and affection for the imp wash over me. He pulls his spurting cock out of my cunt and slides it into Nellie’s to bless her womb with a similar dose of his abyssal sperm.

  I am still jerking with an orgasm, cum leaking from my pussy, when a glow emanates from my abdomen. I can’t get a good look at what is happening beneath me, but I somehow know that I have been magically marked. I have been bred by the imp, just like Nellie beside me, and our bodies will forever belong to our demonic mate.

  CONTINUE >

  Use a Finesse Attack against the bugbear

  Strength is not going to overcome this huge brute, though I must be strong. It will take speed, skill, and cunning to defeat him. I glance in Nellie’s direction, our eyes meeting for a moment as I try to let her know that I am determined to win. I turn back to the bugbear, draw my sword, and boldly advance on him.

  “Yes! Come and fight me!” He laughs, swinging his mace back and forth in a wide arc. Impressive, powerful, but it reveals that his bulging muscles make it difficult for him to quickly swing downward. I smile quirks my lips as I swing in a feinting attack, reversing my grip at the last moment and driving low with a strike at his abdomen. The point of my sword grazes his tough flesh, scratching him before he brings his mace downward and I have to pull away. I trickle of blood spills over his chiseled abdomen.

  “Looks like I ripped first blood,” I laugh, dancing out of reach of his furious counterattack.

  “I will crush you before I make you my SLAVE!” Blood Ripper roars and charges at me.

  He’s quick, I’ll give him that. He misses with his mace, but he nearly gets a handful of my hair as I dodge his attack. He doesn’t though, and as I come around behind him I slash his side and back with my sword. His heavy fur seems to protect him from the worst of the injury. He turns around, grabbing the spot where I hit him with one hand and brandish his mace with the other.

  “Come on then,” I taunt. “Crush me, big boy!”

  He tries his best. I’m too fat for him, dodging two more quick swings of his mace and opening a slash on his arm. The wounds are shallow and yet they begin to tell. He is slowing down and reacting more defensively. It’s harder to land a blow, but I have many more opportunities as I come at him from every side. His fur is too thick for me to finish him off and yet he is beaten. He howls with rage, driven back into the corner. Nellie even adds a few light blasts of magic that burst in his face and startle him.

  “Not so tough now, are you, bully?” Nellie laughs, sparkling magic shooting from her fingertips.

  He finally tosses aside his mace and retreats into the very corner, whimpering like a kicked dog. The wounds are minor and Nellie does not seem to have hurt him with her magic. All the same, he is defeated. He makes no effort to stop me as I dance in close and grab the ropes from his belt.

  “Let’s tie him up,” I say.

  Each of us grabs one of the bugbears huge arms and bends them up above his head. I loop the rope several times around his wrists and he barely resists us as I tie a knot. We tie his ankles together next and he barely even resists us.

  “I think he enjoys being tied up,” I say.

  “I think you are right, Beatrix,” says Nellie and she nudges his cock with her boots.

  We both burst out laughing as his cock rises, sliding from its brown sheath and revealing his glistening pink hardness. It is like a dog’s cock or some other beasts, only much bigger.

  “We should have some fun with Allen,” I say, tickling my fingers over the head of his cock.

  The bugbear whimpers helplessly and squirms on the floor.

  “Oh, now there is a naughty thought,” says Nellie, teasing her fingertips up the underside of Allen’s cock.

  “Please, yes,” moans the bugbear, trying to thrust against our fingers.

  “The poor brute is beaten,” says Nellie. “I suppose we might as well have some fun.”

  What should we do?

  Take turns sitting on his face

  Rub against his cock until it explodes

  Force him to watch me having fun with Nellie

  Surrender eagerly to the imp

  I should not be attracted to the imp. He is a demon,
for starters, and he is scrawny and small. His ribcage sticks out beneath his red skin, his nose is too long, his teeth are sharp, and he has beady little eyes. Even his cock is weirdly long and skinny to match his lanky body. And yet… the thought of that cock plunging into my pussy, of being claimed by this creature from the abyss, gives me a perverse thrill.

  I lean my head towards Nellie and softly whisper, “What if we surrender to the imp?”

  “Surrender? You mean let him mate with us?” She looks at me with surprise.

  “Well, I think he is strangely cute,” I say. “Those wings, those little horns, and that weird cock? I want to have fun with him.”

  “Oh, Beatrix!” Nellie grins. “I was thinking the exact same thing. We should surrender to him and let him ravish our bodies!”

  “What did she says?” The imp cocks his head. “Something about ravishing bodies?”

  “We have discussed the matter,” I say, raising my voice to the imp. “And we have decided to remain here with you.”

  I sheath my sword dramatically and begin unbuttoning my blouse. Crowley’s beady eyes widen in surprise. Nellie steps beside me and begins unlacing her bodice. We expose our breasts to him and he wet his lips as he stares in amazement. I fondle Nellie’s huge, soft mounds and she cups my still-ample breasts, playing with my tiny nipples.

  “We want you to fuck us,” coos Nellie, giving my nipples a pinch.

  “We want you to pump us full of your demon seed,” I gasp, tugging on her fat, pink nipples.

  “Y-yes,” he mutters and wets his lips again.

  He stumbles towards us, seemingly mesmerized by the sight of our breasts as we fondle them and offer them up to him. He embraces both of us with his long arms, pulling us towards his face and smothering himself in four soft breasts. His hot breath tickles against me and soon enough I feel his extremely warm, wet tongue sliding over my breasts and flicking at my nipples. He begins to kiss and suck at Nellie’s breasts while his hands continue to fondle mine. I turn to Nellie and begin kissing her, my tongue knotted with hers in a passionate embrace.

  Crowley only stops licking and sucking Nellie’s breasts to move over to mine. He slurps at my nipples and his sharp teeth tease against my tender flesh. We undress completely as he is fixated on our breasts and he seems genuinely surprised when he lifts his gasping face from Nellie’s cleavage for the third time and realizes we are totally nude.

  “Oh! Oh, yes, let me see those!” He gasps, dropping down to his knees.

  His enthusiasm for our bodies only increases as he nuzzles his face between my thighs and breathes my scent deeply. His tongue lashes my dewy folds and I cry out as he flicks it over my straining bud. He licks again, sliding his tongue over my cunt and then driving it deep into my aching pussy. I wail with pleasure and grab hold of his head. I move my hips, fucking against his squirming tongue. It is so warm and reaches so deep inside me that I feel as if he’s fucking me with some sort of tentacle. I can feel him lapping at the entrance to my womb even as his lip brushes against my sensitive clit.

  “Ohhh gods,” I cry, fucking his face, pleasure mounting until I can no longer stand it. Hot ecstasy bursts within me and radiates through my core. My inner walls clutch at Crowley’s tongue and he slurps the juices from my shuddering peach. His tongue leaves me gasping and he rolls onto his back and pulls Nellie’s plump rear onto his face. I can’t tell if he is lapping at her cunt or her ass, but I can see the delight on her beautiful face as she clutches at her fat tits and plays with her nipples.

  I fall to the ground, still twitching with aftershocks of my orgasm, and I find myself kneeling between the imp’s scrawny legs. His cock rises up, jerking with excitement and drooling out his demonic precum.

  Gods help me, I cannot resist. I crawl closer, taking hold of it with both my hands and guiding it to my lips. I run my tongue over his tip and savor his salty-sweet precum. I take him into my mouth, deep into my mouth, and begin to suck him eagerly. My lips glide over his slender cock and my tongue caresses beneath his shaft. His moans of pleasure are muffled by Nellie’s ass, but the elf reaches down and guides my head, encouraging me to even more vigorous sucking.

  “Mmmmmmm!” Crowley cries, straining beneath Nellie and thrusting his cock into my mouth. I keep him from gagging me with a hand tight around his base as I bob and drool on his inhumanly warm cockmeat. The faster I go, the more urgent his thrusts become, until I feel a sudden twitch and my mouth is filled with the hot, thick spurts of his demonic seed. I gulped his cum without hesitation, feeling a rush of lust and pleasure as the hot seed pours into my belly.

  “Oh, gods, it’s so delicious,” I moan as I gulp down the last of Crowley’s cum. My whole body feels hot from sucking him and his cock barely wilts at all. Nellie begins to moan atop him, riding his face and working her hips. Her body shakes and I lift my head up to her breasts, running my tongue over her fat nipples and sucking them in turn as eagerly as I sucked Crowley’s cock. She pulls me up and muffles her cries of pleasure with a kiss on the lips.

  “His tongue is incredible,” she cries into the kiss as I hold her tightly in my arms. “Ohhhhmmmmm, I taste his cum on your lips. Mmmmmm!”

  Even as I am kissing her, as she is cumming against Crowley’s demonic tongue, I feel his cock stiffening against my thighs. I keep my lips locked to Nellie’s as I straddle the demon’s hips and sink down onto his straining hardness. It is incredible; so warm and hard inside me that I nearly cum from simply sliding him into my drenched cunt.

  “Yes, fuck him,” cries Nellie, still moving atop the imp’s face. “Ride his cock! Takes his evil seed!”

  “Ohhhh, Nellie, it feels so good,” I moan and roll my hips as my pussy rides up and down the imp’s hard cock. Each bounce of my firm ass on his emaciated hips elicits another muffled cry of pleasure from beneath Nellie’s rump.

  “Yes, take his cock,” she cries, leaning over him to kiss my lips and embrace me. We are both bouncing up and down so much on poor Crowley that our lips can hardly make contact. We end up with our tongues sticking out and licking each other on the face more than anything.

  “I can feel it,” I gasp. “He’s… he’s going to cum inside me.”

  “Mmmhmmhmm!” Crowley moans with agreement from beneath Nellie.

  A moment later, the imp’s stiff cock begins to jerk. I am too far into my ride to my climax to worry about the consequences. I’ve already resigned myself to being an imp cum slut. The first shot of his extremely hot demonic seed still catches me by surprise.

  Crowley’s cock twitches and his spunk jets into my core, basting my depths and inseminating me in an instant. There is a bright flash of white behind my eyes and I am overwhelmed by a more potent pleasure than I have ever felt. It is like an orgasm, but many times more powerful, and accompanied by a sense of love and affection for the imp like nothing I have experienced before.

  “YESSSSSS!” I wail, my cry echoing from the stone walls as I ride his bucking hips and take his potent demon load. A warm glow bursts onto my flesh just above my mound, a strange magical rune that fades almost as soon as it appears.

  There can be no doubt: I’ve been bred by the imp.

  “My turn,” cries Nellie.

  CONTINUE >

  Into the burrow

  Nellie’s orb of light floats ahead of us, up the ramp and over the top, to illuminate a wide, low-ceilinged hallway that seems to be chiseled out of the rock.

  “What made this tunnel?” I wonder aloud, thinking back to beetlekin I met on the dungeon’s first level.

  “I do not know,” says Nellie, examining the nearest wall, “but it must have been quite large. Also hairy, judging by the fur on the floor.”

  She pinches several long brown hairs that have been collected by air currents against the base of the wall. She holds them out to me. They are course and banded with light and dark patterns. Not enough to really judge what the overall coloration would be, nor what sort of beast has so much hair.

  “Whatever thi
s beast, it has chiseled these tunnels out of solid rock,” I say. “It might have just widened them, but even still, it would take a month for a crew of miners to bore fifty feet of tunnel through rock back in Lesser Crudridge.”

  We continue to follow the tunnel, slowly and cautiously. We pass through a chamber with a higher ceiling carved into rock and we pass a shaft leading down into the earth. I toss in a stone to judge the shaft’s depth and the sound echoes up from far below. The sides of the shaft are smooth and with no rope it would be an almost impossible descent.

  “It probably leads back to the first level anyway,” I say as we continue on.

  We hear the beast’s metal tool striking stone before we see him. The ringing impacts echo through the tunnel as we creep closer. Nellie lowers the light of her orb and we approach a half-finished chamber, high-ceilinged on the near side and low and unfinished on the far side. It is lit by a single torch. At first, the beast seems to be very wide, only half our height, and completely featureless and covered in tan and brown fur. He is striking the stone with a steel chisel that sparks in the low light of a single torch.

  “We should go back,” whispers Nellie.

  I nod my agreement and take a step back towards the entrance to the chamber. The chiseling stops. I hold my breath, hoping the creature has only taken a break in his labor. We’re not that lucky.

  The monster turns and stands, revealing his full heights and coming toward us so quickly that I only have time to cry out in alarm and reach for my sword. He was crouching with his back to us and now I see that he stands more than a head taller than me and twice as wide in the shoulders. His limbs, his back and the top of his head are covered in thick, coarse fur. His face is a savage parody of a human face with two short tusks emerging from his lips. His long ears are pointed and notched as if damaged in fights. His chest and abdomen ripple with muscles and his cock, gods, it’s huge and not even erect, dangling in its brown sheath between his furry legs.