Sellsword Ch. 05

“No,” Garth growled, “not yet.” He lifted Iraekiira’s legs into the air and swung her around until she was on her hands and knees. He rammed his cock back into her and began fucking her like an animal. With one hand he pulled her long blond hair back - like the reins of a horse. With the other hand he reached out and fingered Tarila’s wet cunt, coating his fingers with her slick, warm juices. He placed his wet fingers between Iraekiira’s ass cheeks and began fingering her tightly puckered ass. Slowly he was able to insert two fingers, he began finger fucking her ass as her daughters watched in rapt fascination.

“Yes,” Iraekiira moaned, “fuck my ass, take all of me.” To the twins amazement, she was begging Garth to ass fuck her, and he was accepting the invitation.

He pulled his cock from the sorceress’ dripping cunt and positioned the swollen head against her tiny rosebud. Gripping her ass cheeks, he slammed his cock into the tight opening with a single, merciless thrust. Iraekiira cried out in combined pain and pleasure as she felt Garth’s massive cock invading her ass.

The twins joined them on the bed - Tarila beneath her mother, Sarila kneeling behind Garth.

Tarila began licking and sucking Iraekiira’s swollen clitoris, her tongue flicking back and forth over the throbbing nub.

Sarila put her mouth to Garth’s swinging balls and began caressing them with her lips and tongue.

Garth could feel himself approaching the point of no return, his balls were filling quickly. The wrinkled sac drawing taught, his balls aching for release.

Beneath him, Iraekiira was fast reaching the most intense orgasm she had felt in many years. Her ass cheeks flexing as her sphincter tightened around Garth’s pounding cock - her cunt running with juices as her muscles tensed and her nerves began to tingle.

Tarila hungrily licked up her mother’s flowing juices, savoring each drop. Sarila fondled Garth’s heavy balls, her tongue flicking up and down the crease of his ass.

With a mighty thrust and an animal roar, Garth slammed his pulsating cock deep into Iraekiira’s bowels as his balls spasmed and hot cum erupted from the throbbing head of his raging cock.

Iraekiira’ her body convulsing with ecstasy, cried out her orgasm, her body tightening around Garth’s exploding cock as she milked every, pearly, drop of semen that poured from it.

Their bodies glistening with sweat, Garth and Iraekiira collapsed onto the bed.

As Garth’s cock slowly deflated, Iraekiira, reluctantly, let it slip from her ass. A thin stream of cum leaked out and puddled on the blanket. Garth looked at the twins, he thought he saw the dragon images moving, delving between the girls legs. “A trick of the light,” he told himself as he dressed.

After kissing Iraekiira and the twins, and fondling each of them, Garth left the wagon to return to his (and Jarveena’s) tent.

“Well,” Jarveena asked, with a smile on her face, “how were they?”

Garth knew what she meant, and knew she was not angry. “Good, Iraekiira is very good in fact.” He lifted his fingers, still damp with the women’s juices.

Jarveena took a sniff, then licked the juices from Garth’s fingers. “Mmm, tasty. Which one is that?”

Garth chuckled, “All three of them.”

As he was pulling his boots off, Garth sniffed the air, “Is that me I smell?”

Jarveena smiled sweetly, “Not entirely. While you were in the wagon, Hawk paid me a visit. He, too, is very good.”

Too tired to do anything else, the two of them lay down and dropped off to sleep, wrapped in each others arms.

With first light, the caravan got underway. Garth, Hawk and Jarveena took their usual positions around Iraekiira’s wagon.

When the caravan stopped to rest the animals, Iraekiira opened the wagon door and invited Jarveena to join her for some mint tea. “It looks like she wants to get better acquainted with you now, my love,” Garth teased.

“If so, then I will have to make her wait until I’m ready,” Jarveena whispered, ignoring Iraekiira’s first invitation and setting about tending to her horse.

Nothing more was heard from the wagon, not the rest of the day, nor that night.

The following morning they were under way once more. “SMOKE TO THE EAST!” the lead rider called back announcing what he had spied near the horizon.

Iraekiira put her head out of the wagon and bid Garth and Hawk to join the riders that were setting out to investigate.

“Please stay near the wagon, Jarveena, in case there is trouble,” the sorceress asked, the look in her eyes conveying an additional message.

Jarveena acknowledged her with a knowing smile and a nod as Garth and Hawk rode off. From the distance, Jarveena estimated that they would be gone for at least two hours, perhaps longer. She reined in her horse, dismounted and tied it to the wagon.

After making certain the horse would be safe following the wagon, Jarveena stepped up onto the rear deck and opened the door. Even in the dimly candlelit lit interior, Jarveena could see the twins, sitting against the front wall, while their mother reclined on a pile of silk cushions.

All three women were naked, and the flickering light of the candles cast tantalizing shadows on their soft, pale skin.

“We’re glad you have finally accepted our invitation, Jarveena,” Iraekiira said softly, beckoning the woman to join her. “Come, relax beside me.” Jarveena unbuckled her sword belt and set it on the floor nearby, the Hart Bow and quiver followed. Then she set about loosening the buckles on her mail shirt.

“Tarila, Sarila, help Jarveena with her armor.”

The twins assisted Jarveena in the removal of her mail, setting it atop the sheathed sword and the bow.

“Would you like some mint tea, Jarveena?” Tarila asked, as her twin brought cups from a small chest.

Jarveena declined until she saw the three women sipping the steaming brew.

“Satisfied it’s not poison?” Iraekiira chuckled, offering Jarveena her cup.

Jarveena felt invigorated by the tea - invigorated, and warmed. She unlaced the top of her leather shirt and leaned back against the cushions.

“You are a very beautiful and desirable woman, Jarveena,” the sorceress whispered, her face moving closer to Jarveena’s. “Do you not find me desirable as well?”

Jarveena felt her face flush as she gazed into Iraekiira’s eyes.

Their lips met - tentatively at first - then with a growing ardor. Their tongues began to play and dance as the kiss grew in intensity and heat.

Iraekiira’s fingers slipped beneath Jarveena’s shirt and found her heavy, resilient breasts. The sorceress fondled one then the other, teasing the nipples into full erection.

Jarveena sighed at the sensation - the hands on her breasts and the lips on hers - feelings of passion and desire growing deep inside her. Iraekiira broke the kiss, lifting her lips and taking Jarveena’s face in her hands. She guided Jarveena’s face downward until her breasts were presented to Jarveena’s mouth.

The sorceress moaned softly as Jarveena began to suckle on her firm nipples. She held her head to her heaving bosom and nodded to her daughters to join them.

Jarveena offered no resistance as the twins unlaced her breeches and pulled them, with her boots, from her body.

Their hands began caressing Jarveena’s strong thighs and firm ass before delving between her legs to investigate the pale patch of soft hair nestled there.

Tarila slipped her fingers into Jarveena’s wet slit, letting them move over the soft folds of her cunt lips.

Sarila’s fingers moved between Jarveena’s ass cheeks, seeking, and finding, the tight puckered rosebud of her sphincter.

Jarveena felt herself being fingered as the twins probed Jarveena’s cunt and ass with their fingers. Her lips were moving over Iraekiira’s lush breasts, while her fingers moved over the sorceress’ body, moving downward until she found the junction of Iraekiira’s silken thighs and the soft, wet curls waiting there.

Iraekiira sighed as Jarveena’s fingers found her swelling clitoris and gently stroked it.

Tarila moved her fingers in and out of Jarveena’s dripping cunt, then pressed her lips to the throbbing nub of Jarveena’s clitoris. A gasp escaped Jarveena’s throat as Tarila’s tongue flicked up and down her steaming cunt before her lips sucked Jarveena’s clitoris into her mouth and her teeth bit on it gently.

Iraekiira’s cunt lips began to swell, tightening their grip on Jarveena’s fingers. Her juices flowed freely as she quickly approached an orgasm. Between the twins fingers, and Tarila’s mouth, Jarveena too was nearing the edge. Her body was as taught as a bow string as she felt the twins fingers probing deep within her.

Jarveena and Iraekiira moaned loudly as their bodies crested the peak and powerful orgasms engulfed them, completely, totally. Their bodies quivered with the intensity of their release.

Jarveena’s ass and cunt clutching tightly to the twins fingers, her cunt grinding hungrily over Tarila’s mouth.

Iraekiira writhed and impaled herself on Jarveena’s strong fingers as she pressed her heaving breasts into the woman’s sucking mouth. As the two women fell away from each other, to lay on their backs, the twins moved into position over them.

“Now it’s our turn,” Sarila purred, straddling her mothers face and lowering her self to Iraekiira’s waiting mouth.

Jarveena watched as Tarila, who’s mouth had brought her such pleasure, poised over her face. Her wet cunt lips glistened with her juices as Jarveena reached up and held her smooth hips, then pulled her down until they were joined, mouth to pussy.

Unselfishly, each of the twins returned the attention of Jarveena and Iraekiira. Tarila placed her mouth, once again, to Jarveena’s eager cunt and began moving her lips and tongue over the dripping folds of her cunt lips. Likewise, Sarila began licking and sucking her mothers waiting pussy, her tongue moving in and out of Iraekiira’s cunt like a small cock, while she, herself, enjoyed her mothers mouth on her cunt. The heat of their lust and the intensity of their desire drove them to orgasm again and again. Finally, sweat bathed as they were, the four women collapsed in a tangle of limbs. Gasping for breath, their bodies wrung out like limp rags as they lay there, recovering their composure.

Iraekiira was the first to break the silence, “Will you be able to satisfy Garth tonight?”

Jarveena smiled and gently felt her soaking wet cunt, “I can always suck his cock - he likes that.”

“Yes,” Iraekiira agreed, “he does, doesn’t he?”

Jarveena looked at the woman, then began laughing, “I’d be a fine one to be jealous, wouldn’t I?”

As Jarveena was stepping from the wagon, Garth and Hawk rode up, their horses lathered from the hard ride. Garth swung down and began walking his horse.

“Looks like an orc raid,” he stated, “probably sometime just before dawn.”

“We’d be wise to keep our own night guard,” Hawk added, wiping his horse down with a blanket.

Iraekiira, at that point, looked out of the wagon, “What’s going on?” she asked of no one in particular.

“You and the twins need to remain in the wagon tonight,” he went on to explain about the orc raid, then turned to Hawk and Jarveena. “You two ride on top of the wagon, Jarveena, you ride with the driver, Hawk, you on the roof. I’m going to ride sweep, so you both keep cool heads and clear eyes.” He grinned, “I don’t want to be feathered for an orc.” When the caravan reached the site of the pre-dawn raid, the scene was one of complete carnage. Bodies encircled the smoldering wreckage of the single wagon – human, orc and elf, all testified to the fierceness of the fighting.

“I recognize this one,” Denton announced, pointing to a half burned corpse. “Caldrake of Keoan. He didn’t usually travel this route. I wonder why he did this time?”

“It looks like he was bound for Kaladur,” Garth suggested, picking up a map showing the fastest route.

Garth and Hawk, along with the rest of the guards, investigated the scene. Among the bodies they found the remains of what appeared, from his robes, to be a wizard.

At the mention of Kaladur, Iraekiira listened closely, peering from the wagon when it was known that a wizard was found. “Shelton!” she whispered to the twins. “Shelton, the wizard of Tarsk, was on his way to Kaladur.”

“What does that mean to us, mother?” Sarila queried.

“Perhaps coincidence, but I doubt that, it’s more likely that we are not the only ones that know of the Gate. Shelton would have been trying to destroy it.”

Denton ordered the caravan to get under way, “There’s nothing more we can do here.”

As the caravan began moving, the sorceress muttered a few arcane words, and vanished from sight.

Now invisible, Iraekiira was able to slip from the wagon and inspect the wizards remains, as well as the wreckage of his wagon. Among these ashes she discovered part of a scroll containing an incantation that she recognized. It was the incantation that had sent her lover to the Realm of the Dead in the first place.

Still unseen, Iraekiira was able to slip back into the wagon where she returned to her normal state. She informed the twins of her find, hid the scroll in her trunk, then lay back to regain the strength she had expended maintaining the spell.

With Jarveena beside the driver, Hawk sitting ready on the roof, and Garth scouting around the wagon, the caravan moved on. The mood of all the guards was tense – the caravan continued moving well through the night, stopping only to rest the beasts – there was no sign of the orc raiding party.

After the discovery of the orc raid, Garth, Jarveena and Hawk attended to their duties and avoided spending time in their employer’s wagon. Once they reached Kaladur, however, it was a very different story. Kaladur is walled on all sides. The north gate opens onto the Kaladur Pass a high gouge through the rocky cliffs. The route cannot be traveled during the winter months - the wind roars through the pass fierce and cold, driving the snow and sleet before it like frozen spikes. It was late afternoon when the caravan entered through the eastern gate. The setting sun in their faces giving the gate guards the advantage - should trouble break out.

“Welcome to Kaladur,” Garth snorted as they rode through the gateway. He regarded the armed personnel with disdain as they were mostly conscripts.

“They don’t look like they’d be much help, do they?” Hawk laughed, nodding his head to the nearest guardsman.

A window opened in the side of the wagon and Iraekiira looked out. “Go to the Longsword Inn, driver,” she instructed, naming the most luxurious and expensive inn in the city. “You will be my guests of course,” she said to Garth, lightly licking her soft lips with the tip of her tongue. The common room at the Longsword was large and well appointed. As the six of them sat sipping their refreshments, Iraekiira informed her bodyguards that she would not be continuing on with the caravan. Her destination, she said, was the Kaladur Pass itself, and she would very much like Garth, Jarveena and Hawk to continue as her guards.

When they heard the fee, all three agreed at once.

“Good,” Iraekiira smiled. “Now that that’s settled, I would like the three of you to join my daughters and I for a light supper in our suite. In, say an hour?”

After sponging off the dust of the road, the three sellswords met at the door of Iraekiira’s suite of rooms. Garth tapped lightly on the door. When the door swung open, his eyes were treated to the sight of Sarila, clad only in a flowing robe, the light of the room making her young body quite visible through the diaphanous fabric.

“Please, come in,” she said, her voice soft and musical. “My mother is still getting ready, but may my sister and I offer you some refreshment?” The mint tea was sweet and cool, a pleasing change to the ale and sour wine they had been drinking since they left Galoria. When Iraekiira swept into the room, it was like the entry of an erotic vision.

Her hair, long, lustrous and thick, was piled atop her head and held with jeweled pins and silver chains.

Her catlike eyes made even more seductive by the skillful use of kohl to make them appear even larger.

Tiny silver bells, fastened to her erect nipples, offered their sweet sound with every move she made and breath she took. Naked, Iraekiira looked like a goddess. Her body firm and trim, her high breasts seemed immune to gravity. Her waist swept downward to smoothly flaring hips – hips that tapered into silken thighs and long, well turned legs.

About her ankles, silver bells lent their soft sound to those hanging from her nipples.

She was a vision.

Iraekiira pirouetted before the three warriors, letting them drink her in feeling the heat from their hungry eyes – then she motioned to her daughters.

As one, the twins stood and shrugged off their translucent robes. Their bodies rivaled that of their mother. They could only be described as spectacular.

Hawk, who had not, so far, been privileged to see the three women in such a glorious display, was awe struck.

Garth and Jarveena, who had been so privileged, were awe struck as well. “Hawk, Garth,” Iraekiira held her hands out to them. “Join me, join me in exploring the joys of the flesh.”

The two men quickly shed their clothing.

As they were stripping, Iraekiira looked at Jarveena, “would you not enjoy my two daughters, Jarveena?”

Garth’s woman quickly started to unfasten her leathers – the twins rushed to assist her.

Six naked bodies now occupied the cushions strewn on the floor.

Iraekiira bid Garth and Hawk to lay back and allow her to prepare them. The twins, wasting no time, were already stroking and kissing Jarveena’s willing body, even as she returned their attentions with her lips and fingers.

The scent of jasmine and musk now mingled with the scent of passion as Iraekiira bent to take a cock in each hand.

Slowly stroking the hard members, she then moved to take Hawk’s slender cock in her mouth.

The half elf gasped at the electric touch of her lips as she sucked his cock into her warm, wet mouth.

Nearby, Sarila’s wet cunt was pressed to Jarveena’s mouth, while Tarila’s mouth was pressed to Jarveena’s steaming pussy. The two sisters shifted position to permit Sarila to reach her sisters cunt and move her tongue up and down her wet slit.

Iraekiira alternated, sucking first Hawk, then Garth, then Hawk again. Both men were groaning as their cocks were treated to this oral sorceress’ skill.

Hawk, having been without a woman since Jarveena, was the first to cum.

His balls spasmed as he filled Iraekiira’s sucking mouth with his hot seed. For her part, Iraekiira sucked and stroked his pulsing cock until she had milked it dry. She then turned to Garth’s swollen cock. His balls were full and swollen, aching for release.

Iraekiira showed him no mercy, sucking and licking his cock with a will, as her soft hands fondled and caressed his balls. The sorceress rejoiced in the way Garth filled her mouth, his throbbing meat heavy on her tongue, the swollen head lodged in the top of her throat.

She swallowed.

Garth threw his head back and thrust his hips upward, driving his exploding cock still deeper into Iraekiira’s willing throat.

Thick ropes of hot semen poured from Garth’s pulsating cock to flow down Iraekiira’s hungry throat.

She swallowed every pearly drop that Garth gave her – then she milked him dry.

“By the GODS woman!” Garth swore, “I’ve no TOENAILS left!”

“But I do hope you’ve got some – ah – iron left,” Iraekiira purred, “I want both you and Hawk to fuck me – together.”

Garth and Hawk looked at each other, then at Iraekiira, then at the tangled bodies that were Jarveena and the twins.

“They do put on quite a performance don’t they?” Iraekiira whispered as her fingers began caressing the two cocks she had just sucked with such abandon.