Drow's Dilemma Ep. 124: Ghost King

"Well..." Faraia said with hesitation. "Can you phase through the woman on Caleldir and take her place without ever... err... releasing him?"

Althaia clapped her hands together. "Genius! That is a genius idea. That is how we can do the change-off. Also, Dahlia! I know that, as a succubus familiar, you have the ability to bind your contractor's cock to a pussy so that they cannot separate? Can you do that with each woman, so that Caleldir and the one riding him currently cannot separate?"

"I can bind him to whomever," Dahlia confirmed when she managed to restrain her giggles. It was so difficult to be composed when her brain still hummed with the Ghost King's energy. "But I would also suggest some sort of physical strap system. Speaking from experience -" A fit of giggles almost overcame her again, but she rallied - "It can be very uncomfortable and distracting to move around like that."

"I can imagine," Ashyr said. "I don't know if I pity or envy the three of you who have to endure it." Perhaps it was a bit of both. It seemed like everyone but her was jumping on Caleldir's cock, and she was starting to become a bit jealous. Her mouth watered as she watched Abanonda shift and roll against him in barely restrained desire.

"This plan is terrible," Caleldir complained.

"Wait... what?" Nirza blinked, finally processing what was being said.

It took a few minutes for everyone to get her up to speed. Nirza chuckled, cocking her head. "This is insane, but I can do that." She grinned. "Yes, let us do that."

Abanonda hesitated and looked down at Caleldir. She swallowed. "This is not how I had imagined we would be having sex," she said gloomily. "I was going to try to avoid ever doing so with you. Once I had this, I knew that I..." she sighed, and turned to the group. "Before my great-grandmother ghosts through me, may I have a few moments?"

Althaia shrugged. "I have no objections. You deserve an orgasm or two after all this."

"Go ahead, Abanonda," Ashyr allowed with a casual wave of her hand despite her growingly mad desire for more than just another woman between her legs. Then again, if that other woman had a certain body part... "Hey Dahlia..." Ashyr said in a suggestive tone as she spread her legs and groped herself. The succubus, being who she was, understood immediately. A couple of feet from Caleldir, the two of them embraced enthusiastically. In a few frantic moments, they took full advantage of Dahlia's shape-shifting powers, and the sound of pleasurably slapping skin filled their part of the library.

Selene rolled her eyes at her libidinous cousin. Then her attention wandered towards the wealth of information that filled the room.

Hadlyn shrugged and decided that this was probably a good time to do some more prayer and rejuvenation.

Abanonda relaxed and smiled beatifically. She leaned down and silenced some remark of Caleldir's with a kiss. When she pulled away, her deeply amethyst eyes met his sapphire ones. "I am sorry about this," she said with a guilty smile. "But-"

"It was not really under your control," Caleldir agreed, putting his hands on her hips to feel and assist her. "And... I am not angry with you. Just..."

"I know. I know," Abanonda said somewhat gloomily. "There are far too many women around you expecting regular sex. You are a man who has become too popular." She began moving against him at a constant rate, raising and lowering herself on his cock. Occasionally, she shivered a bit. "There is something very special about you. Probably your demigod status. It draws lusts uncounted towards you. I was going to avoid being one of those women constantly stuck in orbit around you. And around this dick. Well, it seems it is too late for that. I am pulled in. I never wanted to resist the pull, I only ever did so because I was worried I would be intruding." She increased her speed. "I no longer care. The nymph and succubus in my blood is too strong to resist you any longer."

Caleldir seemed to want to reply, but Abanonda shut him up again with a short kiss while speeding up to ride him in earnest. Caleldir smiled a bit self-consciously, trying to forget about their audience, and began to participate. No sense not doing so.

And so it went until Abanonda came with a silent cry. She leaned down to give Caleldir a tight hug and whisper in his ear, "Well, we should probably see about being on our way."

Nirza and Faraia moved closer, hugging Abanonda and Caleldir and helping them stand, Abanonda with her legs wrapped around Caleldir, the drow being held up by her ancestor, and Caleldir being held up by Faraia.

"I can bind the outsides of your bodies with invisible psionic bands, so the tugging on your genitals is not so bad," Faraia said to Nirza. The other student responded with a nod and phased into her great-granddaughter. Caleldir was treated to the bizarre feeling of being engulfed by another pussy while one was still wrapped around his cock. With a sigh, Abanonda pulled herself off and stretched.

Dahlia managed to calm her almost manic giggling down. Instead, she was grinning in broad enjoyment. This was perhaps the best thing to happen to her in a dungeon; all the sex Caleldir was getting would lend her near limitless spellpower. Add that to the power boost she got from Goelon and it seemed to equal an unstoppable succubus while they remained in the Monastery. Dahlia shivered with excitement. This was going to be fun.

Now Nirza looked quite corporeal again, arms and legs wrapped around Caleldir. "Well, should I have the first shift on Caleldir, or does someone else want to?" Nirza asked. "Until we leave the library, it does not have to be one of the casters. If you want a quick turn, Ashyr, now is your time."

A sorely tempted look crossed Ashyr's face. 'Getting a turn' on Caleldir was exactly what she had wanted ever since she saw him come back as himself and not Goelon. She had had quite a bit of fun with Dahlia, and it was almost enough to satisfy the Want that had been building. Almost. The succubus - partially thanks to her master - was very fond of Ashyr. But Ashyr couldn't feel the same way about Dahlia that she could for Caleldir. In the end, the temptation was too great. "Okay, okay," the ranger said with her signature grin. "Let me switch out for a couple of minutes." She snickered. "It'd be good to practice switching anyway, right?"

"Practice we will, then," Nirza agreed. Once more, Faraia helped Ashyr get into position, and Caleldir felt the very strange sensation of the third set of pussy lips engulfing his cock while it was still inside the second set. With Ashyr on him, Nirza pulled off and floated away with a sigh. Faraia quickly made up the psionic bindings between Caleldir and Ashyr, while Nirza put some physical enhancement spells on Caleldir so he could walk a bit more easily.

Ashyr wrapped her arms around him and held him tight. Whoever didn't back away then was shooed to a respectful distance from the two of them by Dahlia when she sensed Ashyr wanted a moment of privacy. "I imagine you might get a bit fed up with sex today," Ashyr whispered to Caleldir as a sort of apology. Her core gave his manhood a hungry squeeze, causing Caleldir to shudder beneath her. "But I wanted to be close to you for a while." She pulled back just enough to see his face. Her smile had turned from naughty to that rare loving sweetness that she sometimes showed when looking into his face. "I love you, Caleldir."

Caleldir melted a bit as he met her expression. "I never really get completely tired of sex these days," he said almost ruefully. "I am too Nymphen now. That said, I am not really happy about running around my old home naked with a sequence of women riding my cock. That is just... not right." He sighed, then gave Ashyr another wry grin. "I love you too, Ashyr. " His arms tightened around her. "It is good to be back. To have Goelon gone. Hopefully forever. I feel strangely at peace." He began walking towards the entrance to the Archmage's Tower. As he walked, the movement slid his body against Ashyr's, pushing his cock just a bit in and out of her with each stride. Caleldir moaned just a bit before biting his lip. "Well, not that much at peace anymore."

Ashyr let out a shuddering breath as they started moving and, consequently, he began moving inside her. The ranger chuckled softly as she buried her head in Caleldir's shoulder.

"Not what you thought you would be doing in a million years, eh?" Ashyr responded. It was clear that the situation still amused her greatly.

"Yeah, no. Not a prediction of mine," Caleldir ruefully confirmed.

"I am glad that I am not the one who has to fight like this," Ashyr confessed. "I don't know how the other three are going to concentrate. Or you, for that matter." The dark elf could only take a few feet of travel before she threw the restraint she planned on having to the wind. She began to move against the magical restraints on purpose to get him to move deeper and harder into her core. Her lips devoured his in greedy sexual hunger.

Caleldir grabbed her rear and held her a bit more steady. It was even more difficult to walk like this. He could have managed it still if Ashyr had not decided to also start kissing him. That completely halted his progress. The others in the party stopped and rolled their eyes.

Off to the side, Hadlyn and Selene agreed that Nirza could take the first shift on the condition that she let one of them know right away if she felt at all unstable. They didn't know how long she would be able to stay with them once she started using her magic.

Nirza nodded, also moving towards the tower. "Then once we begin our ascent, I will change with Ashyr."

Even though he had already had sex with everyone present (except Faraia), Caleldir still felt very awkward about being the center of attention while Ashyr bobbed back and forth on his cock. Not that that was enough to prevent an orgasm being wrung out of him, and he released a bit after she did.

"Okay, okay..." Ashyr said, panting. "I'd better get off and recover some before we have to do any fighting."

"Could not resist, eh Ashyr?" Althaia said amusedly.

"Yes, do the switch; we shouldn't delay too much!" Dahlia urged. She was bouncing up and down with the energy that was humming through her body, which caused parts of her to jiggle provocatively (made painfully obvious by the fact that she was quite naked).

"We are almost at the entrance to the Archmage's Tower anyway," Faraia said with a tinge of envy in her tone. The fetch had never bothered to get dressed again, for whatever reason, and was simply floating along in a sort-of-sitting position, nude as Dahlia. And Nirza (who at least seemed a bit embarrassed by it). And Abanonda. And Althaia. And Ashyr. And Hadlyn. And Caleldir.

Apparently, clothes were no longer needed in this party at all. Except by Selene and Ylene.

"No more delays," Nirza said as she slipped into Ashyr again to take her place. "So, if either of you two wants to have sex with Caleldir, refrain from kissing him too much on the lips. That makes it difficult for him to walk."

Caleldir groaned, feeling his old apprentice's womanhood once more slide down on his cock. He muttered to himself, "I hate myself for enjoying this."

Nirza giggled slightly, pumping her hips up and down on him a bit. "I feel the same," she confessed. "Now, let us enter Birchborn's Tower. She will be so very mad to see you like this."

Faraia smiled and shook her head. "Maybe the shock of seeing her lust object having sex with other women will be enough to snap her out of her curse, eh?" She knew it would not, but she still found it a bit amusing. She minded Nirza having sex with Caleldir much less than she minded the others and seemed more comfortable when it was her oldest friend on her old master's dick.

And so the party began their ascent.