Perils of Adventure Ch.01 - Silke - Sex Stories

Perils of Adventure Ch.01 - Silke

... affixed and Silke's newest master starting to slip his cock through it into her mouth. Just as quickly, though, he withdrew, stepping back and to the side. As if that retreat wasn't bizarre enough, the pretty captive quickly realized that his comrade straddling her chest had called him off, chittering loudly and jerking with his head. At first she was astounded to see one of her rapists discouraging another, after what she had already endured she couldn't imagine they possessed even the slightest shred of mercy, at least not for one who wasn't of their own kind. And she was right, mercy had nothing to do with her reprieve. The real reason, which quickly became apparent, was far more self-interested.

Silke's eyes went wide as the little bastard's voice peaked and his own bulging orbs clenched shut, the cock between her breasts spasming as it began to erupt. That instinctive reaction had been a terrible mistake, though, the very first strand of grayish seed arcing high and a little wide of her nose, its tail end splattering against the corner of one eye which immediately began to burn. She tried to jerk her head away, but the goblin clutching at her hair denied the attempt. Unable to escape, the hapless thief could only close her eyes and whimper as blast after blast splashed across her face. By the time the seventh and final burst of goblin cum was decorating her fair features, she felt as if her head had just been held beneath a waterfall. Not all of the vile slime had ...

... landed on her face, though. Two well-aimed strands of the stuff had managed to pass through the wooden ring spreading her lips to hit home on her tongue instead.

The taste of a goblin's seed filling her mouth was nearly enough to make Silke wretch. Despite her proficiency at giving head, the former street urchin had always found the taste of a man's essence utterly revolting. On the many occasions she had found herself sucking a cock, whether to satisfy a lover, to pay for a meal or bed, to sway a guardsman against turning her in, or for any of the dozen other reasons that had driven her to her knees, she had always tried to either take the resulting load so far down her throat she didn't have to taste it or encourage her partner to finish across her face as the goblin had. On the rare occasions neither approach had succeeded and she had been forced to taste the bulk of the man's seed she had always been left gagging, having to fight down the urge to spew the slime out all over its owner. It was thus to her immense displeasure that she learned goblin semen was even more foul than that of her own kind. The same revolting taste was there, of course, but the greenskins' slime had en extra, acrid edge, almost like it had been mixed with the creature's piss.

With the jubilant greenskin straddling Silke's chest satisfied, his comrade once more moved forward to enjoy her mouth. No interruption came to impede his second attempt leaving the thief to groan quietly as a first goblin ...