Just Another Tavern Wench

Luke was feeling hungry. There was a pit in his stomach that need filling and he wasn't the kind of man that enjoyed going without. He hated it, in fact. It was a good thing he had just gotten paid for his last job. His coin pouch was heavy with silver that he had earned by helping guard the last caravan from Ester into town. It was dangerous job and travelling across the plains for weeks was no picnic, but the pay was good. Bandits and monsters such as dire wolves were known to attack unlucky travelers, which was why people hired men like him. Luke was mercenary and he looked the part. He was wearing dark leather and there was a long blade strapped to his waist. It wasn't a decoration. He knew his way around a sword, and he had killed more than his fair share of men and monsters.

The street corner Luke was standing at hummed with activity. It was noon and Delpher was a prosperous trading city. Small stalls made from colorful cloth lined both sides of the streets. Merchants called out to costumers from their booths. Their yelling could barely be heard above the din of the crowds. Mobs of people were walking everywhere and in every direction.

Many of the nearby vendors were selling food such as meat on sticks or various colored fruits, but Luke didn't feel like street food. He wanted a real meal that would stick to his bones after being on the road so long. With an annoyed huff, Luke begin pushing his way through the crowds of men and women.

He kept an eye out for pickpockets or threats, and the other eye out for tempting women. Most the women he spotted were older and wore the long modest dresses of local respectable citizens but there were a few sweet exceptions. Luke smiled in delight as a tall woman with tanned skin and dark hair passed by. Her red silk dress was split at the side and it revealed generous amount of leg and most of her shapely breasts. The shadow of her nipples could even be seen though the sheer fabric of her dress. Luke considered doing more than looking, but it was obvious that the two men flanking her were her guards and that they were there to discourage exactly that kind of behavior.

After a few minutes, the small stalls gave way to taller wooden buildings, and Luke spotted what he was looking for, a tavern. It was a two-story building with large windows out front and a sign featuring a smiling weasel hanging above the door. Luke grinned to himself as he walked over and pulled open the door. The sign amused him. The animal's half crazy smile looked familiar, and he had been called a weasel more than once. Maybe it was a good sign.

As the door shut behind Luke, his environment grew quieter and darker. The sound of conversing voices filled the tavern but it was still less noisy than outside. A dozen people were scattered around the front room, and most of them were seated at various tables. The occupants mostly wore rough garments that indentified them as working locals, but there were a few of them in richer dress like that which merchants wore. None of them caught his eye so Luke moved on.

A large polished counter of dark wood ran along one wall. There was a pot-bellied bald man and a long shelf full of alcohol bottles behind it. What caught Luke's attention though was one of the serving wenches. She had blonde curly hair and an ample bosom that looked quite inviting to Luke. There was professional smile on her face as she talked to customers and carried a tray of drinks around. She was wearing a long dress that went down to her ankles but the white frilly shirt beneath her bodice displayed a lot of her impressive cleavage. Her round breasts almost looked they wanted to pop out of her shirt.

An appreciative whistle escaped Luke's lips as he walked over to a table and took a seat. For a few minutes he simply watched the barmaid hurry around the tavern and serve other customers, but when she happened to stumble by he called out to her. "Hey, beautiful, I'd like to order some food now. I think you've made me wait long enough."

The blonde immediately froze and turned to look at Luke. There was a frown on her face, but Luke just met her gaze and smiled confidently. Luke knew he was an attractive man. He was slightly taller than average and had an athletic build. His classically handsome face was framed by short brown hair and intelligent dark green eyes. The women seemed to agree with Luke's self-evaluation because after looking him over her expression softened.

"I'll be right with you in a second," she replied as her professional smile returned. Luke however wasn't looking at her face. Her chest looked even more stunning from close up.

"No, I'm rather famished so I think you should serve me right now. I'm a good tipper when I'm kept happy," Luke told her. His tone was playful but also assertive.

The blonde hesitated for a second before replying. "Fine, what would you like, sir?"

Luke felt an electric thrill from being called sir, even if he knew she probably referred to all her costumers that way. There were a lot of things he wanted from the serving wench right now.

"Bring me whatever the lunch special is and a strong ale. Don't water it down any."

"What's your preference in ale, sir?"

"Surprise me, I'm sure you know what I want."

The blonde hesitated again but then nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait a second, lass," Luke called after her before she had taken more than a single step.

"What is it?"

"I'd just like to know the name of the most charming serving maid in all of Delpher before you go. I'm Luke."

The blonde woman blushed slightly in response. Her cheeks reddened as her blue eyes looked down in embarrassment.

"I'm Melanie, sir," she answered quickly before hurrying away toward the door to the kitchen by the bar.

It was several minutes before she reappeared with a tray of food in hand. Luke was pleased to note that she looked to have fixed up her hair and washed her face while she had gone. That was definitely a good sign. It meant she was interested in him.

"Here you go, Luke. I hope you like it," Melanie said as she placed the tray down in front of him.

"It looks delicious. Thank you, Melanie. You sure know how to please a man," he told her as he winked suggestively.

Blushing again, the blonde woman smiled and went to serve the other patrons. Luke watched her bustle about the smoky room as he finished his meal of steak and potatoes. He licked his lips after a long gulp of ale. The alcohol burned on the way down but it warmed his blood and cleared his head. He couldn't keep his eyes off Melanie's bouncing bosom, and he didn't even try. When the beautiful blonde walked out of the kitchen with a bundle of sheet in her arms and headed over to a hallway on the other side of the room, Luke got up and followed her. He moved slowly and kept an eye on all the people nearby, especially the bartender, but no one was paying him any attention. He slipped into the dark hallway just as the blonde pushed through a door at the other end. Excitedly, he stalked over to the door and slipped inside after her.

The small room he entered looked to be a laundry room. It was barely more than a closet. A pile of dirty sheets was piled next a big basin of soapy water. It was lit by single tiny window on the far wall, but there was enough light to reveal that Luke and Melanie were alone. The blonde woman was leaning over the pile of sheets but she straightened up and twisted around as she heard the door open.

"What? Who is it?" she gasped in surprise. Her eyes were wide with fear but Luke was sure he heard more than a little excitement in her voice.

Luke immediately stepped forward and pressed a hand to her mouth, as he pushed her up against the wall. The touch of her body sent a shiver down his spine and his lusty smile broadened. Melanie squealed in shock as her body went stiff. Her eyes shone with nervousness and her face went pale from fear.

"Shhh, making any noise would be a mistake," Luke whispered in her ear as he pressed himself up against her. Her breasts were squeezed as his hard muscular chest leaned into her. Melanie whimpered as she tried to figure out what was happening and what she should do. One of Luke's hands held her arm and the other kept her silent.

A quiet laugh filled the room as Luke took in the beautiful sight before him. Her blonde curls and blue eyes entranced him. Her curvaceous body and thin waist felt so good against him. He wanted her so badly. He would make her his.

Suddenly, Melanie squealed again and tried to flail. Her hips shot forward and Luke was almost thrown back. With an annoyed grunt, Luke recovered his balance and tightened his grip on her. Her wrist felt thin and fragile in his hand, like it could break if he squeezed it. Melanie went still again as their gazes met. She knew she had no chance of escaping him. His thick arms held her in place.

"Yelling wouldn't be a good idea, lass. Let me show you how much you want this," he told her as he stared into her frightened eyes.

Luke let go of the blonde's arm and reached down. Sensing opportunity, she tried to pull away again, Before she could though, Luke pulled her dress up in one smooth motion and then slipped his hands down the front of her drawers. Melanie squealed again and her eyes went as wide as they could, but this time it wasn't from fear. Her assailant's cold fingers slid down her body and parted the hair of her untrimmed bush. They continued on until they found her womanly folds and then they sunk into her lower lips. Melanie was frozen in shock as the mercenary began to play with her cunt. His fingers slid up and down her pussy with a quick rhythm that seemed to touch every hidden part of her. She groaned as he found her clit and began to tease it. This carnal exploration caused her body to react with shocking force. Her cunt began to moisten and her clit suddenly became incredibly sensitive as it grew engorged with blood, and all the while Luke continued to relentlessly play with her. Her hips pushed forward to meet his fingers.

This didn't escape Luke's attention. He grinned in delight as he felt his fingers grow wet from her juices. Even through her shirt he could feel her nipples harden and dig into his chest, especially now since Melanie's deep excited breaths were causing her breasts to heave.

"Oh, gods!" Melanie mumbled through the hand that was still clamped over her mouth. She shook as pleasure flared through her body. Despite the situation, she couldn't help but get off. She hadn't asked for this but she couldn't deny Luke was handsome and his dangerous side excited some hidden part of her.

Suddenly, there was a noise from outside the room. The floor creaked as someone walked down the hall towards the laundry room. Luke froze for a moment at the unexpected occurrence, and Melanie was shocked back to reality. She looked past Luke's sneering face and towards the door. This was her chance to get help and escape.

Before she could react though, Luke let go of her chin and he lunged forward to kiss her. This unexpected meeting of their lips caused Melanie's heart to flutter wildly and she forgot herself for a moment. Luke pressed himself up against her as he passionately had his way with her lips. She gasped again as he bit her top lip and then he slipped his tongue into her mouth as second later. She instinctually responded and began to kiss him back with fervent intensity. Their tongues intertwined as they made out and pleasure overwhelmed Melanie's mind. Luke hadn't stopped fingering her cunt.

The footsteps retreated, although neither of the occupants of the laundry room were listening anymore. They had other things on their mind. Luke withdrew his hand from between Melanie's dripping thighs and pulled her undergarment down. The smooth cloth tickled Melanie's flesh as it slid down her legs. Before it had reached the floor she automatically pulled one leg out of it so that she wouldn't trip. Unobstructed, the normally secret and hidden garment fell to her ankle and hit the floor.

Melanie expected her assailant to go back to fingering her, but instead he took one of her breasts in each hand and began to play with them through her clothes. The huge soft orbs were too large for him to hold but that just turned him on. Luke suddenly stepped back slightly and their kiss ended. Melanie gaped at him uncomprehendingly as she sucked down deep breaths. Their passionate kissing had left her very short of breath.

"What?" she gasped.

"I want a better look at your lovely body," Luke replied as he brought both his hands up and pulled the front of her white frilly shirt open.

Melanie gasped as her huge tits flopped free. They were a lovely pale color and had a nice round shape. Now that they were out of her shirt they hung almost down to waist. Hard nipples rose from perfectly circular pink areola the size of Luke's palms. The mercenary couldn't resist them. He lifted one up and leaned down so he could start sucking her tender flesh. His tongue encircled and playfully teased her nipple.

"Oh my!" Melanie cried out as quietly as she could. She no longer wanted to be rescued.

The man's attention felt so good that she could barely think properly. Her mind felt like it was under a pink haze. She gasped again when Luke lightly bit her nipple before going back to sucking. It hurt ever so slightly, and the feeling excited her. She felt herself wanting more, but she was too afraid and uncertain to ask for it. All she could do was lean back and bask in the handsome and dangerous man's attention.

While the serving maid was distracted, Luke used his free hand to unbuckle and remove his belt. When it came free his dark leather pants slid down to reveal his manhood. It was an impressive organ and it looked like a fat sausage. Luke stroked himself a few time to get himself rock hard, and his hand couldn't wrap itself around his member because it was too thick.

Melanie realized something was going on, but before she could figure out what, Luke's mouth came free from her tit with a wet smacking sound. He leaned down and scooped up one of her legs. Melanie gasped as she was pushed back against the wall. She was too stunned to resist as Luke threw her leg over his shoulder. He rolled the hem of her long dress up and threw it out of the way to reveal the pale flesh between her legs. Her pink opening lay below a delightful patch of bushy blonde hair. Luke smiled hungrily as he got his first good look at it, and Melanie shivered as the cool air of the room touched her unprotected nethers.

Melanie's back was still up against the wall. Her tits hung free from her shirt and her dress was scrunched up at her waist so her pussy was completely visible. She flushed deeply in embarrassment. She wasn't used to showing herself off like this. She felt like fleeing, but Luke held her tightly. That was when she noticed his naked cock. It was shockingly large, rock hard, and pointed right at her. Her hear instantly started fluttering nervously and she bit her lower lip as she gazed at it. She was entrapped by the sight of it.

"Do you like what you see? I bet you do," Luke laughed as he reached down and lined up his prick with her entrance.

"What are you going to do?" Melanie asked breathlessly.

"I'm going to fuck your sopping wet cunt silly. Prepare to get pounded like never before, you slut."

"Please I d..." Melanie started to reply before a thrust of the man's hips shut her up.

The tip of Luke's hard penis brushed against Melanie's clit and she shivered in delight, but the thick shaft didn't go any deeper. Luke grunted and then shifted his hips. He thrust again and this time the head of his cock found her opening. Her cunt was spread wide open as it entered her.

"It's so big," she whined as she stared down at spot between her legs.

"Wait until I get the rest of it inside of you, whore," he replied as he slowly fed more of his cock into her.

Her inner passage was tight enough that he had to go slower than he would have liked. Her wet hot flesh pressed against his penis and he had to force it in deeper. Melanie felt like a raging fire was trying to consume her. She could feel his manhood sliding into her depths. She wanted this so badly and she groaned pitifully as Luke finally hilted himself in her and came to a stop. His balls were lying against her ass and she felt stuffed. It was like he had opened up parts of her that had never been touched.

"Get moving," she groaned. She couldn't help herself.

"I knew you were lusty bitch," Luke laughed as he pulled back.

His withdrawal caused Melanie's insides to shift and squirm. When only the tip of his penis was left at the entrance to her cunt she felt hollow and achingly empty. She wanted to be filled again. The fire needed to be fed.

"What are you waiting for? Do me!" she hissed.

"That's the plan."

Luke grabbed her bare ass with both hands, lifted her up, and pushed back inside of her. His cock speared her and quickly sank all the way into her hot flesh. Melanie gasped from the pleasure and felt faint. Luke withdrew and began to piston in and out of her with increasing speed. Her insides were warm and the feeling of them rubbing against every inch of his cock was enthralling. A repetitive wet smacking sound filled the room as the pair fucked savagely. Melanie pushed against the wall to meet Luke's thrusts. In return, he let go of her ass and let her foot touch the ground again, so that he could reach up and grab some of her curly blonde locks. He pulled her over to him and kissed her passionately. She didn't resist. She couldn't.

Once again, their tongues began to twist and intertwine as they both tried to fill their needs. Luke shifted his position slightly and then resumed their fucking. His hard cock slid in and out of her welcoming hole. After a few dozen thrusts that stole Melanie's breath away, Luke pulled her head back away from him and their lips separated. Melanie had tried to continue the kiss but Luke had roughly tugged on her hair so she couldn't resist. The pain cleared her mind slightly but also enflamed her passion. She gazed at him with misty eyes full of love. Luke laughed at her expression and pulled out of her. She stumbled as he let her leg drop from atop his shoulder, and before she could recover he spun her around and pushed her head down.

"Why did you stop?" she asked. Her voice was full of need.

"I just wanted to get a good look at this nice fat ass of yours, slut," Luke replied as he slapped her ass cheek hard. It jiggled slightly from the impact and a red handprint appeared on her pale flesh. Melanie yelped and flinched in such a way that her ass jiggled again. His condescending words made her feel dirty and hot.

Luke was still gripping her by the hair so she couldn't move much. He took a second to admire her large round behind and then he lined up his cock for a second round of fucking. Melanie sighed deeply in delight as she felt his manhood sink into her again. The new angle of penetration meant his shaft rubbed against different parts of her cunt, and she loved it. It also allowed him to sink deeper into her than before, and she gasped as she felt the tip of his cock touch something at the end of her passage. It felt uncomfortable for a second and then it just felt incredibly good. She shifted her hips and squirmed beneath him as her cunt spasmed around the thick shaft that was embedded in her. She was orgasming so hard it was difficult to breath.

"That's the way, you fat-titted cow. You love this," Luke grunted as he started fucking her again hard.

Her huge breasts were hanging down from her chest and swinging wildly as he ploughed her over and over again. Just as her first orgasm ended, Luke spanked her again. Her eyes went wide, as he pulled her head up by her hair and began slapping her fat ass, while he fucked her drenched aching pussy.