Jacq's Adventure - Sex Stories

Jacq's Adventure

... window where they heard raucous singing and cursing. They overheard parts of the discussion and at first Jacq thought they must be animal lovers because they kept talking about their prize cocks and finding a good ass or some pussy. Then, however, they exposed themselves… as thieves that had stolen the gold of the lord of the region. Jacq knew they weren’t good men at all. She put her finger to her lips to signal for her companion’s silence. They peeked through the window to see inside and saw several robbers at the table eating pheasant and roast pork and drinking whiskey punch, and wine straight from the bottle all while surrounded by stolen gold, cutlasses and blunderbusses. “We wouldn’t have gotten half of this lot if it weren’t for the tip off from the lord’s chamberlain. Even after he got his share of the gold we still got more than we did when we robbed those merchants last year. Here’s to the lord’s chamberlain!” “To the chamberlain!” the other thieves chorused swigging back from their bottles. Jacq whispered to her friends “we can’t let those villains get away, wait for my signal.” The ass got his hooves on the window sill. The dog climbed upon the ass’s back, the cat upon the dog’s head and the cock upon the cat’s head. Jacq shouted out into the night, “We’ve got them now men blow them to smithereens in the name of justice.” At that the ass gave a huge bray, the dog howled, the cat yowled and the cock crowed at the top of their lungs and at the height of the ...

... cacophony; the ass and Jacq broke all the window panes. The thieves hearing the roar thinking they were about to be mowed down by the lawmen’s bullets fled for their lives, running out the back door after overturning the treasure table. Jacq and her friends entered the now deserted house and shuttered the windows relit the candles and settled down to feast on the food the robbers had left. They soon had their fill, blew out the candles, and settled in again to rest. The cock flew up to the rafters over the door. The ass went to the yard in the back of the house. The dog lay down on the mat, and the cat nestled on the hearth near the warm ashes of the dying fire. Jacq slept in the bed with a blunderbuss by her side just in case. The thieves meanwhile had escaped to the deep forest before they caught their breath. They saw that each had escaped unscathed but none had been able to think of taking a sword or gun with them, nor any of their ill gotten treasure, nor even any food. “I didn’t even get a chance to drink my whiskey,” said one. “I didn’t taste the pork,” said another. “Most importantly we didn’t get the gold, or the weapons we’d need to steal more of it,” the leader stated. They complained like this for a while then tried to sleep on the cold ground. The captain of the thieves couldn’t rest though. “Hell’s teeth! I can’t sleep after losing so much loot. I’m going to go back at least to get our gold and weapons. I’ll come back here when I do.” The rest of the evil band gave a ...