Perils of Adventure Ch.01 - Silke - Sex Stories

Perils of Adventure Ch.01 - Silke

... scrutinizing their surroundings, most of them for the first time. The noblewoman was right, Silke quickly realized, the cave walls were too smooth and regular to be natural, the angles where they met the floor and ceiling too sharp.

“Huh, what do you think this place is?” Keire asked. “It doesn't look natural, no, but I don't think our map had anything marked in these hills.” As a matter of fact, the map in question had left the hilly patch of countryside which the girls were crossing the corner of nearly blank for a very good reason none amongst them knew anything about.

“Maybe an old mine,” the last member of their party suggested in her lyrical voice, “abandoned so long ago everyone forgot about it?” Silke wasn't particularly into other girls, despite a little youthful experimentation in her past, but even she had to admit Faye's voice was enough to make anyone fantasize. Even the simplest of words were like music coming from the gorgeous minstrel's lips, and when she sang... That said, the thief wasn't exactly certain why the blonde was tagging along. Sure she was a friend of Estelle's, and supposedly of the kidnapped princess's as well, but it wasn't like she could fight. Or do much else of use other than... sing. Well, so long as she kept putting on her shows before bed every night Silke certainly wasn't about to complain.

“That's what I was thinking,” Estelle agreed. “And if it is, this place is probably huge. Big enough to have more than one entrance. So ...

... even if whatever beasts moved in after the miners left are still here, there's a good chance we won't even run into them.” A few hopeful nods rippled around the company at that prospect, with only Keire still looking hesitant about the prospect of venturing any deeper into the caves.

“Alright, well, can we move a bit further in before we set up camp? That storm is too loud to sleep out here,” Silke suggested. At a nod from Estelle, the travelers picked up their packs once more and made their way further into the cave, Vissi using her magic to light up a trio of torches as they went. A little more than a hundred paces in, the cave curved sharply to the left and then widened before forking into two slightly smaller tunnels.

“This will do nicely,” Estelle announced, surveying the modest cavern before setting her pack down with a sigh. The chamber's walls weren't quite as smooth as those near entrance, but the stone had clearly been worked at some point in the past and dark stains on the ceiling suggested that they would not be the first wayfarers to light a campfire inside it's cozy confines. Of course, evidence of past occupation does not necessarily equate to evidence of safety, but I fear our young heroines were yet naive enough to be blissfully unaware of that particular nugget of wisdom.

Over the next few minutes the company busied themselves with the familiar routine of setting camp. They each laid out their bedroll in a tight ring around the fire Vissi had promptly ...