Dungeons, Dragons, and Dresses - Sex Stories

Dungeons, Dragons, and Dresses

... our castle and blocked the path with magic.

"His spells can only be broken with the help of an elf. Unfortunately elves have not been seen in many years. Heroes of the kingdom have not able to save us. All hope was lost.

"Then one day a rogue elf entered our kingdom like a gift from the heavens. The elf was told of the princess and the queen, and vowed to help. The mightiest barbarian was selected, and the two were immediately sent on a rescue mission.

"You head off in the direction of the castle, and this is where your adventure begins."

We then started the game which was normal aside from our outfits. It was exciting to play in my dress, and I was having a great time. After about 30 minutes of playing, our characters came upon a bridge that was glowing with dark magic. There was no way to pass.

There was a small table next to a wooden sign which was written in elven.

My character began to read, "There are rumors in this land of huge barbarian cock. To break this spell, an elf and a barbarian must work together to display a cock that is at least 9 inches on this table."

The Dungeon Master chimed in, "As soon as you read the sign, it begins to glow. You feel the dark magic starting to affect both of your bodies. Your hands are drawn to your sides and you cannot move them. Your mouths close and you are unable to open them or speak. You look at each other in panic wondering how to proceed."

She then leaned back in her chair, looked over at me and ...

... smiled.

I thought about our situation for a moment. Then they watched as I slowly got up and sat on his lap. I felt his cock against my ass and under my dress. I started to blush. Then I grinded around as it grew. I stood up breathing heavily and sat back in my seat with a red face and hard cock of my own.

He stood up and put his 9 inch cock on the table, sticking right out of his leather skirt. She says, "Congratulations, the first spell has been broken!" The bridge stopped glowing and our heroes continued their quest.

After fighting more monsters we reached the castle. But more dark magic. This time it was the drawbridge. There was a bigger table, a large wooden spoon, and another elven sign.

It read, "To enter the castle, an elf must be displayed upon this table. A barbarian must show her strength by giving the elf 20 lashings upon the ass with this wooden spoon."

The Dungeon Master moved the game and placed a large wooden spoon on the table. Again looked at me and smiled. I stood up and bent over the table.

I then felt my dress moved above my ass. And then... *Smack*. The Dungeon Master said, "One." And after every spank I couldn't help myself, I responded with an audible gasp. It continued.

*Spank*, *gasp*, "Two."

*Spank*, *gasp*, "Three."

*Spank*, *gasp*, "Four."

We reached our 20 spanks. The Dungeon Master said, "Well done! The drawbridge has been lowered."

I sat back down with a red ass, red face, and hard cock. And we all noticed the little ...