D&D Fighter

Fighting a running retreat was not easy. Kenner had only done it once before during a dockside riot. He had been one of a dozen city guard protecting the King's Auditor when over two hundred sailors boiled out from the ships to either side. This though was very different. This time he was deep under the ruins of Castle Keffroon facing off against armed Orcs. At his side, instead of a dozen fellow city guard, were two Tiefling women, who were quite skilled but didn't fight like soldiers.

Sanrith would dart out from his side, her daggers slashing at the Orcs, jumping back before the large humanoids could react. Her twin sister Sarissa was a mage and was throwing spells past Kenner to explode or hiss among the Orcs bringing screams of pain. But both needed Kenner to hold the Orcs back.

He kept his shield up and would sweep or stab often with his sword. At first the Orcs thought that they might be able to just bash through the human. After all, Orcs were renown for their great strength. However, Kenner was nearly as strong as an Orc himself; further, he was wearing heavy armour and was well trained. He was big too, not quite as tall as an Orc, but he stood over six feet. The first few to try to bull rush him had paid the price and fell dead to his sword. Unfortunately, there were many more.

"We're nearly at the store room," Sarissa shouted from behind him as Kenner took another two steps back and moved to the left to avoid another Orc spear thrust. He parried another with his sword and Sarinth dashed up and slashed the Orc hand holding that spear.

Kenner was about to thrust forward when everything went dark. "Gods damn it!" He shouted, suddenly realising what had happened. Kenner was Human and his were the only eyes that needed light to see. The Tieflings, and more importantly the Orcs, could see perfectly well in complete darkness. Sarissa had cast a spell on his shield to make it glow, but it only lasted a limited time and apparently that time had just run out.

The fighter immediately took a few more steps backwards hoping that it would take at least a few seconds to realise he couldn't see them, praying that he wouldn't trip over one of the women. Hearing an exclamation from Sarissa and then a quick chant, fire suddenly exploded among the Orcs immediately illuminated everything in front of him, of briefly.

"This way," Sanrith muttered behind him and grabbed his arm and directing him through the door to the store room that had been their target. Just through the door was an ancient wooden stairway and as the light from the sudden explosion faded, Kenner ran down the stairs, 'with luck I won't stumble,' he thought to himself.

He heard an Orc cry out just behind him and then felt a tumbling vibration as several must have fallen. Misjudging the second last step in the now complete darkness, Kenner fell to the floor.

Light exploded again as Sarissa hands spewed gouts of flame onto the stairs and a few orcs starting to come down. Sanrith had been near the top but leapt gracefully down to roll on the hard, rock floor and stood unharmed by flame or fall.

Orcs shrieked as they burned. A pair, near the top, threw spears just as Kenner rose to his feet. He barely managed to put his shield up to catch one heading toward the Tiefling sorceress. Unfortunately, the other hit his shoulder squarely, the point digging deep, causing him to drop his sword.

Another spell from Sarissa plunged the whole room into darkness. While this seemed no different to Kenner, this was a magical darkness in which only Sarissa could see through. She grabbed Kenner's arm just as he managed to get pained fingers around his sword and moved him further back in the room. He could hear the Orcs bellow, the crackle of the flames and the occasional whoosh and clatter of spears flying by but nothing hit him or either of the others as far as he could tell.

After being moved further back, Kenner heard the grinding sound which could only be the secret door opening; he was led through and then Sarissa closed it. Everyone then waited for what felt like a year or so, barely daring to breath. Even through the thick stone they could hear the howls of the Orcs on the other side as they realised their prey had eluded them.

It took several minutes but the yells finally began to fade. "Alright, I think their gone," Sanrith whispered.

"Yes," Sarissa whispered back, "let's go."

After a slight pause where Kenner more felt more that heard that the Tieflings had begun moving. "Uhh, I still can't see here."

"Oh, right," he heard one of the twins say and then they both giggled a little quietly. When one of them grabbed the arm that had been hit by the spear he gasped.

"Sorry" he thought it was Sanrith say; it was hard to tell when he couldn't see them. Their voices sounded so alike. "Here, drink this. It's a healing potion."

"Is that one of the ones we got from that Orissian cleric? ... Oh ..." and then another giggle.

Kenner didn't try to work out why that was funny, he drank from the flask pressed to his lips. He'd felt the healing magic of a potion before and knew of the pleasant sensation they brought. This one seemed to warm him internally, toward the bottom of his belly, soon his wounded shoulder felt eminently better.

With a Tiefling girl each side guiding him they moved through the secret passage. "You could just conjure ..."

One of them shushed him. Both of the Tiefling's pressed close to him and he fancied he could feel their warmth even through his armour. Perhaps because he couldn't see them, his minds eye conjured the image for him. Both were strikingly beautiful with jet-black skin, not brown like the people from the Ulanu Jungle far to the south, but black as midnight. They were both about five and a half feet tall, but a lot of that height was their strikingly long and shapely legs. Their breasts larger than one would expect for such slim women. Their hair was red which contrasted pleasingly with their black skin and the off-white of their horns which swept back from their heads. Sarissa's hair was slightly longer than her sister's, but had the same slight curl and body.

Their iris's of their eyes were also red, but brighter and more vibrant than that of their hair. In light they could seem to flash. Their lips were very pink, just like their tongues which he could see when they spoke and of course, their teeth seemed startlingly white. The only other splash of colour on their bodies that he could see was the heart-shaped tips of their tails. Each of them had a slender black tail which was tipped with heart-shaped end.. Kenner had no idea what this tail tip was for but did know that they were sensitive as the Tiefling's reacted whenever this tail end hit anything.

Sanrith wore black, fighting leathers that were so tight that Kenner wondered if it was more for show than protection. When he had first seen it, he remembered an off colour joke at an inn describing hers as 'mumble pants.' "I couldn't hear what they said, but I could see the lips move."

Sarissa, protected by magic, wore even less. She had a sheer, sleeveless dress of deep red with a neckline that plunged between her breasts to a little below her navel. It was also slit up the sides to high above her hips and it was clear she wasn't wearing anything underneath. A silk belt of black attached it and she didn't wear any shoes. Her perfect black feet visible complete with toe-nails the same colour as her horns.

Travelling to these ruins with the pair, dressed as they were, had been distracting to say the least. His cock had been hard almost the whole trip just as it was now. He could only sort of feel their soft bodies pressing against his as they led him along the dark passageway but his mind filled in the press of a hip or breast against him.

"Do you think this passage was every used?" Sarith said quietly as they walked.

"From my understanding this was originally something of a tradesman's entrance to the castle a few hundred years ago," Sarissa answered. "That was before. Olimatter's diary said that it was converted into an escape passage some time later."

"Did you really read that whole book?"

"Of course," the other twin answered. "We needed the crown and this way in only worked if the Orcs that invaded here didn't know about it."

"Yeah," Sanrith said, "... you've got the crown right."

"No you have it," Sarissa said a little angrily. Kenner felt a sinking sensation in his stomach. "You were the one that got it from near the throne."

Sanrith shifted and said, "no, I gave it to Kenner here and ..." she broke down into giggles. "No, I do have it. You should see your faces."

"Bitch," Sarissa muttered.

"I still can't see anything," Kenner said a little grumpily.

"We can fix that," Sarissa said and let go of him. "I can light the lantern here and we'll be right."

The mage used a spell and light filled the medium sized room. "And what was this room used for?" Kenner asked. They had entered the castle here through another secret door from the outside after following a winding path let up the hill.

"Originally?" Sarissa said, "probably some place where they vetted the people coming in here. Made sure that those fixing things were actually here for that and not infiltrating the place. After a while though it was converted to an escape passage? It was probably a rally point before making the final run for it, which when you think about it, is what we're doing."

As she said this, she sat down on her bedroll and pack. When they had entered, they had left most of their gear here only taking things needed to steal the crown.

"We should probably wait a bit though," Sanrith said. "The Orcs might not know where we are but you can bet every copper you have that they are searching and waiting for us to escape. I say we rest up for the next several hours." The Tiefling stretched alluringly and said to Kenner in a seductive tone, "if only there were something fun for us to do?"

Kenner gulped and looked away. His cock was already as hard as stone and pushing painfully against his armour. He desperately looked to change the subject, "uh, I thought you said that once we had the crown from King Gruddor, the other Orcs would disperse? The crown made him leader and without it they'd fight among themselves?"

"They will," Sarissa said, "but it will take a little time. Don't worry, we'll get back to Hatterick to clear your name."

Kenner felt a pang of guilt, he had been thinking exactly that. He shouldn't be here but these sexy Tiefling women had gotten to him. Kenner had been a Sergeant of the Guard in Hatterick and had caught the twins, red-handed coming out of Telfoil Manner. However, rather than arresting them, he'd been somewhat stunned by their beauty, at least long enough for them to somehow convince him that they were only taking a diary of someone called Olimatter so that they could save the kingdom from Orcs. Even now it sounded insane and Kenner wasn't sure if there hadn't been some sorcery involved.

Kenner knew that he should have arrested them and report it all to Lieutenant Brinner. But Brinner was a prat and, looking at the gorgeous twins, somehow Kenner just couldn't bring himself to do it. So, it was decided he would go with the Tiefling twins to make sure that they were going to get the crown and return it to Hatterick. They even promissed to return the diary. It had seemed to Kenner to make sense at the time.

During the trip, the twins had flirted outrageously with him but he had been steadfast. He was conscious that no one knew that he was with them, that he was absent without leave, and that the beautiful twins were just using him and possibly could try to do away with him if he let his guard down.

"Owww," Sarissa said and leaning back on her improvised seat. "I think I must have been hit."

Kenner looked at her and could see she was holding her right thigh, which was showing through the slit in her dress.

"Yes, Kenner," she gulped in apparent pain, "get over here, you'll have to get a bandage on it."

He moved, not being able to help looking at her very shapely leg. As he moved closer, Sarissa moved her hand further and further up her leg. Her black skin seemed wet and shiny, 'is that blood?', he thought she was fine but wasn't sure ...

Moving her hands further up, Sarissa shifted the cloth and revealed her puffy lipped pussy. It was bright pink, like her mouth, with a shock of red hair in a neat arc above it. The shade was slightly lighter than that on her head. "Yes, this is where it aches," she giggled prettily and rubbed herself. Her womanhood was so wet it was leaking.

Kenner just knelt there, unsure what to do. Part of him wanted to look away, to not be manipulated by this beautiful woman. However, his growing lust wouldn't let him.

"I think you broke him Sari," Sanrith said from behind him. "Here, let me help," she said and gently but firmly pushed his face toward Sarissa's beautiful cunny. Kenner could resist no longer, he began to eagerly lap at the pink lips causing the magic user to wiggle and moan a little. While he was doing that, almost unnoticed, Sanrith began undoing the leather straps holding on his armour.

Sarissa's pussy tasted better than any Kenner had tried before. Granted, that was all of three, but Sarissa's was truly remarkable. The flavour was both sweet and spicy at the same time, just like the best mead, although it was also quite different but he found it just as intoxicating. It certainly seemed very wet and hot.

When he was pulled up, Kenner was surprised that his armour was almost all off. He was just wearing the padding underneath and Sanrith was now removing his shirt. "Stand up will you," she said, and as he did she began taking down his chain greaves. As she pulled out the padding, his iron-hard cock sprang free almost like a striking snake.

"By the gods!" Sanrith said and then took hold of it. "This is a real beauty." Wasting no time she forced her pink mouth over the head and began shoving it in. Kenner gasped at the sensation. The Tiefling certainly seemed to know what she was doing. Her tongue caressed and tickled the head before she shoved more and more of it into her throat. Kenner felt as if he was in one of the paradise planes the gods reserved for their most devout subjects after death. Within moments, he was groaning and his legs went weak and buckled.

Sanrith, without missing a beat, lowered him to the ground where Sarissa had placed a couple of their bedrolls over the cold floor. Kenner doubted he would have noticed if he had laid down sharpened ice shards that pierced his liver.

"Let up, San," Sarissa said, "let me see that dick."

Sliding her talented mouth off, Sanrith held his nine inch cock with one hand struggling to wrap her fingers around the base.

"By Orissa, it looks amazing!" The mage commented, her eyes wide.

"It tastes amazing too," Sanrith said before immediately pushing it into her mouth again.

"Hmmmm, I wonder how much of this you can take," Sarissa said laying next to Kenner. Such was Sanrith's skill that it took him a moment to realise first, that Sarissa was talking to him and second, that she was now naked.

"Ohhhhh," he said breathily, "you are sooo beautiful."

"I know," she smiled, "and I'm going to use this body to fuck you silly. Here, play with my breasts," she raised herself up, offering her firm, heavy tits to him as her sister continued to tend to his cock. He felt almost dirty putting his hands, calloused from hours of sword and shield work, on her perfect, soft, smooth orbs. He couldn't help but notice that the nipples were huge and hard, also bright pink just like her mouth, tail-tip and pussy lips.

Sanrith was now caressing his balls as well and Kenner knew that he was close. "Now, suck on them," Sarissa said, placing a nipple to his lips. She moaned a little as he sucked and lashed it with his tongue. The mages tail rapped itself around his arm almost pulsing as his tongue moved.

Suckling on Sarissa's breasts, gently teething her nipples, was a wonder. His lust spiralled higher and higher and he knew it wasn't going to last much longer. Sarissa seemed to sense this and pushed him gently away from her tits. "Grab her horns and fuck her face," she said, "she loves it. Ram her hard."

Wrapping a hand around each of the horns, Kenner did as he was told. He pulled the Tiefling's face into his groin, forcing every inch of his hard meat deep into her throat. Even lifting his backside off the floor. Sanrith shivered and at first he feared she was struggling, but then he felt and heard the groan and realised she was orgasming from him face fucking her.

Sarissa bent down and placed her breast in his mouth just as his balls began to tighten. She muffled his groan as he began pumping his pent up cock cream into Sanrith's stomach. His whole body shuddered and bright lights flashed in his eyes. As Kenner's balls exploded it felt as if his entire body was wreathed a flames which burned with pure pleasure. He lost track of time and place, knowing nothing but ecstasy.

When he blinked and could see again, Sarissa still had her breast in his mouth. Sanrith had gotten off of his cock and was coughing a little but he could feel one of her legs against his and it was still shaking.

"Your mouth better not have ended him," Sarissa warned her sister in a sultry tone, "he'd better get hard enough to fuck me."

After breathing heavily a little longer, Sanrith said with a shaky voice, "I came right through my armour. Whoa ... oh, don't worry sis. I'll get him hard again." With that, Kenner felt her delightful mouth encase his cock again.

Kenner had moved one hand to fondle the breast he wasn't sucking on. With his other, he reached down and began rubbing on Sarissa's pussy.

"Oooohhh, you are a naughty man, naughty in the way I love," she said quietly into the top of his head as she shivered in delight. Saying to her sister, "I've been throwing lust spells at him for three days and it's the healing potion from those Elvish slut priestesses that gets him going."

He briefly pushed the sorceress up so he could speak. "If I'd known it would feel this good, I would have given in sooner." Sarissa giggled a little and then sighed as he gave her long nipple a lick and then resumed sucking. He managed to get the tip of his finger to push into her hot cunt and swirl it around.

"Haaannnngggghhh," she shuddered and then said. "You'd better get him hard soon sis!"

After a final, firm suck, Sanrith said, "oh, what? Are you getting hot and bothered? Well, I think he's just about ready again." With her hand she jacked Kenner's fully hard cock a few times.

Lifting herself off and almost flinging herself on her back on the pack, the horny sorceress spread her legs wide. "Come on Kenner, get that cock in me." Sitting up, Kenner couldn't help but chuckle at how wanton and out of control the normally composed Sarissa now seemed. He then chuckled again as he watched Sanrith struggle to get out of her tight leathers.

"Just fuck me!" Sarissa almost shouted at him.

Moving above her his prick homed in on her wet heat. Her slit was slippery but it didn't take long for his girth to start stretching her pussy out. "Ooooohhhh, yeeeeessssss!" she hissed in satisfaction, "push it deeeeep! I'm gunna ... aahhhhaaaa! I'm cuuuuummmiiiiiingggg!"

Kenner was only half way in, but she was so wound up that it was enough to cause her cunt to twist and curl around him, nearly pushing his cock back out. Bearing down, he forced it further through the constrictions. The mage lost all control, "wwaaahhhggggg!" She howled and her body thrashed, her legs hitched up and shook while her head turned from side to side, her hair flicked and her eyes clenched tightly shut.

"Did you like that cum you hot slut?" Kenner hissed in her ear. "I hope you did, because your going to be doing it a lot." With that, he began slamming his log into her cunt as hard and fast as he could.