Scholar and Shield Maiden: Ch 2_Give Me All of It - Sex Stories

Scholar and Shield Maiden: Ch 2_Give Me All of It

If you haven’t already, I would suggest reading the first chapter in this story series.http://xhamster.com/user/edintx99/posts/347308.html “Where to now?” I looked up over my shoulder, “Pre7ty tough haul. About a mile… and the tunnel widens.” “Thank the gods it’s only a mile.” She jammed past me and started shuffling ahead. “No, wait!” I leaped forward just as she yelped and barely managed to latch onto her out-flung hand. Holding onto her for dear life I yelled, “Fucking idiot! It’s a mile down!” It was too late. Mile down, must have been seventy degree angle, her weight pulled us both through the slick mud for the ride of our life. “Aaaaaaaahhhhh,” echoed off the widening corridor as we whooshed into the darkness. Fortunately, she rolled on her back and pulled me to her chest as we careened down the path, her mail shirt taking the brunt of the sharp rocks and bits of debris. We soon went silent, focusing on staying alive during our rocketing descent. Minutes passed and the angle lessened just before we flew out of an opening to land in a heap of muck and sticks in one end of a cavern. Breath knocked out of the both of us, I looked around. It was a very large cavern but lit enough so we could just see the roof and opposite walls hundreds of feet away. The light, a pale green, emanated from some sort of fungus spread in patches everywhere. She whispered, “Where the hell are we?” “Cavern of Chaos.” In the dim glow, I saw her eyes go wide. “You didn’t mention those cult ...

... crazies. Fuck!” “Yes, well, the Orb is our prize and you don’t find treasure like that in normal places.” I saw her grimace, then adjust her breasts underneath her plates and mail shirt to seat them comfortably. “What now?” I pointed toward the center of the cavern where in the luminescent glow twin rows of figures were lining up behind a waist high wall. We crept in that direction keeping a mound of debris between us and them and settled down close enough to observe, hoping they would soon depart and let us follow the map to our final destination. All we could see from out vantage was the figures’ torsos from the hip upward. She started to stand to get a better look and I pulled her down in front of me. “Fool, you’ll get us noticed. Just wait for them to finish whatever they are doing.” A dull, slow beat sounded, echoing off the walls. Eight nude and slim-built women strutted toward an equal number of men. The men were naked: lean, well-muscled and swaying to the thump of the drum. Their skin glistened in the low greenish light. When they were two feet away the women stopped and began to dance: writhe, moaning, arms intertwined above their heads. The men’s hands reached down below their waists and their arm movements suggested they were stroking something. In seconds, huge cocks began rise into view. As thick as my forearm, heads the size of apples, they began to bridge the two foot gap between the pairs of figures. “Goddess of Eros. They are bigger than you,” she hissed and backed ...