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Special Birthday Surprise (rewritten)

My 22nd birthday started out like any other day.. warm summer sun with the promise to get much hotter. My boyfriend, Mike, and I were going to spend the day at the lake on a picnic – just a nice quiet day. I showered, and dressed to tease and please him in a pair of daisy dukes and a blue bandana-print shirt tied unbuttoned, and tied tight under my firm, 36C tits. As I got into the car to meet him, I knew we were going to have a great day of sex and lunch at the lake. He was making the lunch and taking care of all the details… hmmm… I could not wait.
As I drove the 45 minutes to Mike’s, I left town and was on this deserted little road. Mike lived in the next town over, and we had spent many evenings on this road, pulled off to the side, necking, or fucking. I had lost my virginity to him out here, under the stars one evening.. my mind was wandering, and I did not even think twice when I saw the police car pull up behind me.
As his lights came on, I started to swear under my breath. I was going to be late getting to Mike’s now…
“May I have your license and registration, please…”
As I looked up at the officer, I was stunned to see this young, extremely handsome sandy-haired, blue eyed stud looking back at me.
“Your license and registration??” He asked a second time.
I fumbled and handed both items to him, amazed that I was flustered. He sauntered back to his car, and got onto the radio. He had stopped me at a secluded bend in the road. We literally could not be seen from either side of the road unless you were almost on top of us, and even then, with the trees, and a couple of rocks, it would have been hard. While he was on the radio, his partner came to the door of my old VW, and began looking around. He opened the door, and asked me to step outside.
Partner was also big and beefy, dark haired, with deep brown eyes and a great tan. His eyes twinkled as he escorted me to a grassy spot under a tree a few feet from the safety of my car. Smith, from his nameplate, just stood talking to me until his buddy came back over.
“Place your hands on top of your head, and spread your legs…” I was shocked, and Smith looked me in the eye. “Do it,” he mouthed.
I put my hands on top of my head and spread my legs far apart. My shorts were pretty short, and I knew they were riding higher. Smith stood watching me as the first cop, Riley, got behind me, and started patting me down. I had not worn a bra today, knowing it was hot, and that it would not be on for long.. now I winced as Riley’s huge hands lingered at my breasts, patting me down for weapons.
I shivered and began to get wet as his strong hands traveled down my body. When he got to my spread legs, Smith smiled a little smile, then stepped forward and held me by the shoulders. Riley’s fingers were checking to see how wet I was.
“Hmmm.. I think she is hiding something here… we will have to search her closer.”
“We have no policewomen on today,” Smith said, then smiled. “That means we could hold her in jail all weekend, or….” Riley held me by the wrists as Smith reached down and untied my blouse, freeing my tits. He cupped each one gently, lifting it to his mouth for a lick and a nibble.
Then he unsnapped my shorts, and eased them down below my hips. Riley allowed my legs to come together as Smith pulled my shorts all the way down. I was now standing there in a pair of lacy thong underwear and an open blouse. He hooked his fingers into the top band of my underwear and eased it away from me. His fingers teased my mound as they pulled the underwear down.
He helped me step out of it. Riley reached around and pulled the ties to my blouse behind me, tying my shirt on, with my tits fully exposed. Big hands still on my wrists, they guided me over to the passenger side of the patrol car. Each guy took a wrist, and slapped a handcuff on it, then attached the free end to the door handles. I shivered, but did as they said.
I was excited to be stark naked in the mid-morning sun and they knew it. Riley bent me over, pulling my hips back towards him, then he used his nightstick to tap my legs far apart. The nightstick came up between my legs, teasing my hot pussy lips, and travelling up the crack of my ass. Smith had a Polaroid camera sitting on the rear trunk lid of the car. I heard Riley’s pants unzipping behind me, but I could do nothing… Riley’s strong hands began to repeat the pat down proceedure, coming around to cup my breasts this time, and rub the tender nipples. He lingered there several minutes, playing with my tits, pinching the nipples, pulling on them. His hands then traveled down my body, caressing me more ardently, stroking, rubbing, making my juices really start to flow. Riley took his time, feeling me everywhere with big, warm, smooth hands.
He went down one leg, and back up the other, working one hand around to my mound, teasingly playing with my dark blondecurls. He cupped my mound, then slid his hand back towards my ass, then back to the mound. Taking both hands now, he spread the my pussy lips wide, and teased my clit between his fingers. He had Smith come over, and reach around me in a bear hug to hold my pussy lips wide open as he took out a flashlight and inspected me… Smith kept me wide open as Riley’s fingers probed deep, feeling around, looking for evidence.
Riley stepped back, and taking the camera, he snapped a picture of Smith holding me wide open.. my ass and hot wet pussy inviting the world to dive right in. Smith teased my clit with his fingers as Riley came back over, and resumed his probing. Deep, this time, his tongue replacing his finger. Flicking his tongue across my clit, diving into my gash, I was getting hotter all the time. Now, fingers and tongue… Smith released me and walked away for a moment.
I looked over at Smith, who had also removed his pants. He had the camera in hand, and took several pictures of Riley working my cunt over with his fingers and tongue.
“You guys aren’t cops, are you…”
“Heheheh.. how did you guess?” Smith said with a gleam in his eye.
I started relaxing into Riley’s probes, and moaned as he entered me with two big, thick fingers. I began to grind my hips back at him as he played with my clit with a meaty thumb. The hot head of Riley’s cock was poised at the entrance to my hot, dripping pussy.
“You have wonderful tits… I bet your boyfriend loves to play with them…” Smith said as he reached down and grabbed one, pinching the nipple in his fingers.
At that moment, Riley thrust deep within me, filling me completely with his huge, throbbing cock. Smith kept playing with my tit as Riley pumped deep and hard. Stroking faster and harder now, Riley kept banging away at me. Deeper, harder faster.. his balls slapping into my ass, stroking me as hard and deep as he could. I felt an orgasm beginning just as Riley’s huge hot wad filled my cunt
. As Riley finished and pulled out of me, Smith walked back, and got a picture of his jism dripping out of my cunt. They let me stand there for a few minutes, juices flowing down my legs. Smith handed his camera to Riley, and walked behind me. He ran his fingers up my quivering legs, covering them in sticky goo. I was still wide open to both men, handcuffed to the patrol car, wondering what was next.
“Hmm.. nothing in that hole. I think she has another area to explore…” He took his wet fingers, and began working them around my asshole, caressing my cheeks.
I shuddered with delight as he worked one finger into my ass, sliding it in and out, getting it wet with my juices, then going back for more. Sliding in deeper each time, he moved his finger around, hugging my leg, and playing with my clit at the same time. I felt myself relaxing, and he added a second finger to the his original probe. I moaned, and ground my hips back towards him.
“Hmm.. nothing yet. I guess I need different equipment..” He stopped and spanked me several times, not hard, but enough to send a warm glow across my cheeks and make my hot box tingle.
His fingers were replaced by his throbbing cock, easing in gently, then slowly starting a deep stroke. I felt so full, so warm… His balls slapped against my ass as he went deeper and thrust harder. When he had me good and loose, he stopped. Riley came and took a picture of Smith’s cock rammed into my ass up to the balls, then Riley pulled out.
“I still think she is hiding something. Maybe if we search both holes at once….” Riley said as he undid the handcuffs from the car doors and stood me up.
Smith had taken a beachtowel from the “patrol” car, and placed it on the grass in the shade. He laid down on it, then signaled to Riley. Riley led me over to Smith, and guiding me into a straddle, he held my pussy lips wide open as he eased me down to my knees and onto Smith’s fully erect cock. He then took the handcuffs and attached the free ends to Smith’s wrists. As I began to rock on Smith’s hard cock, Riley pushed me forward, and began probing my asshole with his finger.
I moaned with delight as Smith’s mouth found a tit and began sucking it. Riley kept dipping a finger into my juices and working them into my ass, probing around, working me into a frenzy.
“Such a tight ass…” Riley said as he entered me, and began thrusting along with us.
Both holes filled, two incredible studs pumping away at me, I lost my sanity, and began to have one of the hottest, biggest orgasms I had ever had. The guys paused momentarily to let the waves of pleasure wash over me, then resumed their thrusts. “And her pussy is just as tight.. I like them both,” Smith said between thrusts. The pace of the thrusts increased, and I felt myself cumming again as first Smith came in my cunt, then Riley filled my ass with more juice. My legs were quivering as Riley pulled out of my ass with a pop. I just laid on Smith’s chest for a few moments, still impaled on his cock, and then I sat up, grinding him deep within me. He moaned this time… then he quickly flipped me over onto my back, and renewed his thrusts, never pulling out of me… he pounded in deep and hard, faster and faster until he came again, flooding me in another bath of hot sticky cum. I was so busy with Smith slamming into me that I never noticed another car pull up and stop behind the “patrol” car.
“Nice work, guys…” It was my boyfriend, with the polaroid camera in hand, taking a few shots.
“What???” I stammered as Smith pulled out of me…
“Happy Birthday, baby.. I knew this had always been a fantasy of yours.. and I got a couple guys from school help out.”
Best birthday present I had ever had.

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Harry Potter and the Legacy of Hogwarts – Part 5 – Classes Begin Part 1

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the actual Harry Potter series, its author, characters or book and movie franchises. This story has not been sold or created for profit.
Story Codes: Mf, mf, exhib, f-solo, grope, magic, spank, unif
Harry Potter: Harry Potter and the Legacy of Hogwarts Part 5 – Classes Begin Part 1
by Avatrek ([email protected])
It had been a very tumultuous first day of Hogwarts for Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Luna. Harry and Hermione had spent their first night in Slytherin House. A night which saw Hermione embarrassed, stripped naked and spanked before the entire Slytherin House, including Harry and Draco Malfoy. Harry had learned that his mortal enemy, Malfoy, had poisoned his father with a slow acting toxin and that he too was after the same thing as Harry. Ron, Ginny and Luna’s day had gone quite a bit better; after learning that Gryffindor Tower was very different then they had remembered, they were able to meet James Potter, Sirius Black, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. What was most striking about the Hogwarts of 1976 for everybody however, was the fact that almost every student and possibly teacher had one thing and one thing only on their minds; sex. Dumbledore had told Harry that Hogwarts in 1976 was a lot more liberal and different than his own, but he had never expected anything like what he or his friends were experiencing.
“That was horrible Harry… I can’t believe you didn’t help me last night… You actually joined in!” Hermione berated a smiling Harry Potter after coming down from her bedroom still looking visibly shaken. Hermione was now decked out in the Slytherin colors and although she seemed to have found a way to lengthen her tiny black and green skirt a little, her nice perky breasts and hard nipples were still just visible through her tight white dress shirt. “And stop staring at my tits Harry… I can’t believe they make us wear this stuff.” Hermione complained as she took a seat next to Harry on one of the many plush leather sofa couches in the Slytherin common room.
“Calm down Hermione… If we hadn’t gone along with the Slytherin traditions, Malfoy or Snape would have called us out on it and our cover would have been blown.” Harry said with an air of superiority, after telling Hermione off for complaining. Harry couldn’t refute the fact that he had been staring at Hermione’s tits again, but you could hardly blame him for staring at something that was just so damn appealing.
“I know we have to keep our cover, but seriously Harry, I’m not doing anything like that ever again… You should have heard the other sixth year girls talking last night… They were telling me that last night was only the beginning for me.” Hermione replied, looking a little nervous and scared at the same time.
“What do you mean, only the beginning?” Harry asked Hermione as he stole a quick glance down at her long smooth legs.
“They told me that all the boys have the hots for me and that they’re going to make my life a living hell because of that.” Hermione said, noticing Harry’s eyes moving down to her long legs. “Harry, stop staring at me like that… It’s bad enough that every pervert in Slytherin keeps looking at me like that. I don’t need you checking me out every time I’m near you.” Hermione sighed, not looking to angry that she had caught Harry staring at her again. It wasn’t that Hermione didn’t like the attention or the eyes following her tight figure all the time, it was what was obviously going through their minds as they eye-fucked her. It wasn’t as if Hermione had never toyed with the idea of having sex, especially since she was just about to come of age. Hermione had never really found the right opportunity to lose her virginity. She had come close to fucking the Quidditch star, Victor Krum, but only ended up giving him a very awkward dry humping. Hermione had always fantasized about giving up her innocence to Ron, but because he was as thick as a wooden board, Hermione had few hopes that he would make a move.
“Girls can be so petty!” Harry replied, trying his hardest to focus on what Hermione was saying and not what she was wearing.
“You have no idea.” Hermione said in an undertone before she and Harry left the common room and went up to the Great Hall for breakfast and to get their new timetables. Harry, Hermione and Ron were all in their first NEWT year and although they hadn’t received their marks from the OWL examinations, the Dumbledore of their time had thought ahead and had included in their forged papers, a number of phony grades. As they sat down for breakfast, Professor Slughorn, head of Slytherin House walked back and forth through the table to confirm the classes his sixth year students were going to take. Neither Harry or Hermione had never seen Slughorn before and just assumed that he had retired before they had started at Hogwarts. With a large belly and a balding head, Harry was certain he would have remembered someone like Slughorn, had he met him before. When he came to Harry and Hermione, he stopped abruptly and his eyes traveled up and down Hermione’s tight body.
‘Ah great, even the Professors are perverts.’ Hermione thought to herself as she examined her choices and was shocked to see a number of classes she had never seen before. In the end, she took Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Muggle Studies, Charms, Transfiguration and Sexual Education. Harry’s class schedule ended up being exactly the same and as Professor Slughorn went over the final selections, Harry looked over at the Gryffindor table to see Professor McGonagall doing the same with Ron, Ginny and Luna.
“Now Mr. Weatherly… I see you wish to take, Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Muggle Studies, Charms, Transfiguration and Sexual Education.” McGonagall recited to Ron, with her hand on his shoulder. Ron couldn’t believe how hot Professor McGonagall was, considering she was only twenty years younger than the McGonagall of his time. Long wavy black hair, unwrinkled features and a fit, tight body that looked like it belonged to a teenager, made her extremely attractive. “Now it appears that your Transfiguration marks are not quite as good as I’d like them to be, so I will need you to have a few private lessons with me to start the term, Mr. Weatherly.” McGonagall told him with a devilish little grin as her hand moved down to his lap and patted him very near his semi-hard cock.
“Ah… Okay.” Ron replied a little nervously as McGonagall moved on and he could see James, Sirius, Remus and Peter, laughing at him.
“You’re in trouble mate… I remember when I got private lessons last year… They were very interesting!” Lupin told Ron with a smile before they all laughed together heartily and continued to finish their breakfast.
It turned out that the first class for Harry, Hermione and Ron was to be Potions with Professor Slughorn. Harry had never had a Potions class without his least favourite teacher, so he was a little excited to see how the class went without Snape constantly jumping down his throat. Harry was disappointed to learn however, that Snape would actually be attending the class with him, along with Malfoy, who also appeared to have all the same classes as him, including Muggle Studies for some reason.
As Harry entered the Potions classroom, he quickly caught sight of Ron sitting just in front of his father and Sirius, talking animatedly with none other than his mother, Lily Evans. Harry rushed forward, not even thinking about Hermione as he quickly took a seat next to his mother. Harry had waited all his life to talk to his mother and now that he finally had his chance, he didn’t know what to say.
“Uhhhh… Hello… Uhhhh.” Harry mumbled to Lily as she turned around from talking with a mesmerized Ron to see who was mumbling at her.
“Oh look… Another annoying Slytherin boy!” Lily said to Harry before turning back to Ron to continue on with her conversation. Ron finally snapped out of the trance Lily’s looks had put on him and defended his friend.
‘Harry’s not a real Slytherin… He was kind of forced into their House because there was no room left in Gryffindor.” Ron told Lily as Hermione waited patiently behind their table to see if she could sit beside them too. The only other available table belonged to Malfoy and Snape, and because Slughorn’s tables were only big enough for three, Hermione was fairly certain she was going to be forced to sit next to two of her least favourite people.
“Well… If you say so Ronny… I’m Lily – Lily Evans… Nice to meet you!” She said to Harry shaking his hand and giving him a quick once over. “You know… you kind of look like James Potter.”
“Really?” Harry replied, concerned that his cover was about to be blown. Just before Lily was about to say something else, Slughorn walked into the room and everyone went silent.
“Hello… I am Professor Slughorn and all of you will be beginning your NEWT level potion work this year.” Slughorn said to the class, sticking out his big stomach and waving his arm at the entire class of twelve students. “The next two years will be the most difficult two years of magical education you will ever experience and Potions will be one of the most arduous if not the most demanding class you will take part in.” As Slughorn continued on describing what they would be doing during their classes, Harry quickly flipped through the potions book Dumbledore had given him and was stunned to see that Dumbledore had taken it upon himself to write a small entry at the beginning of the book.
Harry,
I have taken it upon myself to correct all of your books with more up to date and may I say spectacularly more improved directions and alterations. As I remember it, a young Harry Cotter was the most impressive student I had at my school in 1976 and 1977, and although you are a gifted wizard Harry, the Harry I remember could do spells that very few others could do. Please keep these alterations to yourself, even from your closest friends. If you are to gain the trust and admiration of those around you, you will have to surpass everyone else in magical skill.
Good luck Harry, and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that you and Miss Granger would be in Slytherin House. I thought that small fact may have hindered your decision and your friends’ decisions to undertake this important mission.
Thank you,
Albus Dumbledore
After flipping through his Potions book, Harry was stunned to see how many alterations Dumbledore had made to the book and how he had not told him the truth about what school house he and Hermione would be placed in. Harry also wondered how in the hell he’d be able to keep the reason for his newfound skill secret from Hermione and Ron. His question was answered however, when he turned to the very first page and again saw Dumbledore’s writing just before the heavily corrected directions for the first potion in the book.
In order to help you keep these alterations a secret from your friends and teachers, please simply tap the book and say, ‘velieris stilus’, and the writing will be hidden until you tap it again and say, ‘ostendo sum stilus’.
Harry snapped back to reality when she heard Hermione smack Malfoy in the face.
“You fucking pervert, don’t you dare touch me again, or I’ll curse you into oblivion.” Hermione shouted at Malfoy as she stood up and interrupted Slughorn abruptly.
“Miss Stranger, is it? What is the problem here?” Slughorn asked, looking a little angry that he had been interrupted.
“Malfoy was grabbing my ass!” Hermione replied, nearly in tears.
“Who?” Slughorn asked confused. “Oh… You mean Mr. Miller here.” Slughorn continued. Clearly Malfoy had opted for a fake name as well, especially since the Malfoy name was so well known. “And what is wrong with that?”
“What… What do you mean…? He’s groping me, sir!” Hermione complained, looking around for support, but not getting any.
“Ms. Stranger… Please come up here!” Slughorn commanded Hermione, pointing to a spot right next to his desk.
“But… But…” Hermione started as she walked up towards his desk and got ready to be berated by the Slytherin Head of House.
“No Ms. Stranger… It’s your butt that’s the problem.” Slughorn replied, conjuring up a tape measure out of thin air and measuring the length of Hermione’s black and green skirt. “I see that your school regulation skirt is a full two inches too long.”
“Oh shit!” Hermione said to herself quietly, as Slughorn looked down sternly at her.
“For such a major infraction, I will of course have to punish you and give you detention.” Slughorn said, getting behind Hermione and with one wave of his wand tore Hermione’s entire skirt off her waist to reveal her nice tight teenage ass. Harry, Ron and every other boy in the class looked forward with intrigue as Hermione made to turn around and cover her ass up from the class. Her tiny green and black thong was the only thing covering up her tight little twat from everyone seeing. Hermione made to cover up but Slughorn quickly used his wand to immobilize her and freeze her to the spot, with her hands on his desk and her ass sticking up in the air for the entire class to see.
“What the fuck Professor?” Hermione cried out before she felt the sting of his hand, coming in contact with her soft teenage ass. “OWWW!”
“I think three and a detention will suffice.” Replied Slughorn with a gleam of deviousness in his eyes. Hermione could hear Malfoy and Snape sniggering at her misfortune as Slughorn spanked her twice more and released her from her frozen state. Hermione quickly ran back to her seat covering up her red ass; embarrassed almost to tears.
As Slughorn went on with business as usual and told the class to flip to page forty of their Potions book, Malfoy leaned over to Hermione and started to whisper in her ear.
“I never knew a Mudblood like you could have such a fine ass!” Malfoy whispered as his hand crept down towards her pussy and Hermione bit her tongue in anger as she felt his hand brush up against her pussy.
“Fuck you Malfoy… I swear you’re going to get it!” Hermione cursed back at him before looking back up at Slughorn and discovering what they were required to do during the class.
“I have a special treat for everyone today. I have prepared a single potion in this very special cauldron which every single one of you will need to duplicate today as a quick test of your potion making skills. Of course, this potion prepared before you was made in this special cauldron and therefore has special properties that no one can properly duplicate without using this very cauldron, but the love potions you will be making will have the same basic properties.” Slughorn told the class looking very self-important.
“Love potion, sir?” Malfoy said out loud, looking intrigued as he eyed the cauldron Slughorn had used. Malfoy’s hand continued to brush up against Hermione’s pussy as he asked his question, knowing full well that Hermione would never make another scene for fear of getting another reprimand in her first class. He could tell she was trying to burn holes in his head with her eyes as he waited for Slughorn to answer him, but Malfoy was having much to fun to care.
“Yes Draco, the love potion you will be making is one of the most powerful in the world. It has the ability to remove the sexual inhibitions for an entire day with the consumption of a single teaspoon.”
“And the same love potion you made using that cauldron is more powerful?” Malfoy asked, now extremely intrigued as his fingers slowly slid underneath Hermione’s tiny green and black thong and crept down towards her tight little moist slit. As much as Hermione hated Malfoy for what he was subjecting her to, the sensation of his fingers working their way up and down her tight teenage pussy had clearly aroused her. Ever since arriving back in 1976, Hermione had been having trouble keeping her inhibitions in check and although she had once or twice toyed with the idea of being a little naughty, starting with her little strip show the previous night, she had thus far restrained herself.
“Much more powerful… The effects of this love potion will last at least an entire year and in some cases the effects would be permanent.” Slughorn replied with a prideful look. As Slughorn wrote a few instructions on the blackboard and placed out a few special ingredients for everyone Hermione was getting wetter and wetter as Malfoy’s fingers rubbed up and down over her finely trimmed pussy.
“Mmmmppfff! Dammit!” Hermione moaned a couple minutes later as she couldn’t fight it any longer and succumbed Malfoy’s stimulations. Hermione groaned in defeat and after watching Malfoy smirk back at her and raise his sticky fingers to his lips to get a taste of her sweet juices, Hermione tried her hardest to concentrate on the work in front of her.
Slughorn gave everyone the rest of the class to finish their potions and although Hermione did her best to concentrate on her potion work, Malfoy was constantly rubbing up against her on purpose and whispering some naughty things into her ear. Hermione looked over at Harry and Ron for support but after seeing both of them seemingly mesmerized with Lily’s flirtatious nature, Hermione struggled through the rest of the class, only producing a passable love potion.
“Everyone have an excellent first day and Ms. Stranger, I will see you in this weekend for your detention.” Slughorn said, throwing Hermione’s skirt back over to her, which had been transfigured back to its original shortened size. Before leaving, Hermione looked back over her shoulder and saw Malfoy near the special cauldron Slughorn had used to make his love potion. Certain that Malfoy was up to no good and that the special cauldron was in fact one of the magical objects Harry had been sent back in time to find, Hermione hurried forwards back out the dungeons and up to the Great Hall to inform him of her discovery and Malfoy’s suspicious actions.
After finally separating from Ron and Lily, Hermione found Harry and sat next to him during the midday break. Harry had been completely oblivious during the potions lesson and was shocked to learn that the cauldron Slughorn had sitting in his classroom was in fact one of the four magical objects he and his four friends had been sent back in time to recover.
“Shit Hermione… Why didn’t you do something? Malfoy’s probably already stolen the damn thing and replaced it with a fake!” Harry told Hermione sternly before realizing that he was even more to blame then she.
“Me… I’ve been getting groped all morning while you and Ron ogled your slut of a mother!” Hermione replied harshly.
“Okay sorry… There’s nothing left to do now but steal it back before he uses it someway… Let’s go sit next to him and Snape and see if we can’t eavesdrop something important. If he really has one of the magical artefacts Dumbledore told us about, he definitely is up to no good!” Harry told Hermione as the morning of their first day came to a close.

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To Caris’ rear was Kassin’s lover Ailli.
She was equally quiet and dark the two had been together since the girls had been allowed to cleanse within the purified waters of the Dark Mother’s temple. Caris was the one who found the two kissing one day when the priestesses were teaching the importance of cleanliness and bathing.
To anyone who had not seen them grow up you would swear they were sisters, twins even.
Ailli’s only differences were larger hips and thicker thighs, and she didn’t have Kassin’s aloofness but stood slightly hunched and was always fidgety and nervous. She had never learned anything well from training and always seemed to have two left feet. Ailli was also nowhere near as good at hunting or fighting as Kassin in fact, Caris had tried to see her go.
To Caris’ strong side was Vellina.
She was a shorter than everyone by more than a head, if she were any shorter they could call her stout. Vellina’s hair was also grayish blonde instead of the gray and black streaks of most Amazons. She had blonde hair on her forearms and had a short soft layer everywhere else of clear blondish white hair instead of being completely hairless below the neck as was usual. Her fingers, forearms, and lower legs were shortened by comparison to the other women. Vellina had natural strength at the expense of speed, agility, and endurance. Her short stature helped her to be one of the strongest in the enclave. Her form was also the most full figured of the band. She was the last to grow and the first to stop when they were kids. She had very wide child bearing hips, and large swaying round melon sized bosoms and a large doubly bubbly round ass whose crack was covered only partially by her loincloth. Her back was large, rounded, and very wide. If Vellina didn’t have her tight stomach, most would think her fat. She wore a short purple homespun blouse tied off under the leather mantle with her quiver and bow.
Most in the enclave thought Vellina couldn’t do anything well. But it wasn’t true Vellina was actually quite strong and good with her tongue, hurling insults that made priestesses scream when they were children, or using her slick silver tongue to get out from under the crotch of the older girls who always singled her out and demanded ‘licks from the cow’. Caris defended Vellina, but was not her friend. She too demanded licks when the urges came. None of the other huntresses expected much from Vellina despite her strength her body was much too round for good fighting.
Caris had hair that nearly completely grey her eyes were a mischievous light green. Her breasts were only a little smaller than Vellina’s. She was a full six feet tall. She had a voluptuous proportional body not slender as Kassin or padded like Vellina. She was muscular on her upper body her breasts were very rounded teardrops. Her ass was nicely swelled with two rounded cheeks. she also wore a skirt that was given as a ‘gift’ when she was younger, it had two stiff thick leather panels that went less then mid thigh linking the top corners were bronze and iron hoops ‘donated’ from the blacksmiths as she grew. One hoop was large enough to holster her blade despite looking stupid and cutting her when she ran. She also wore a circular leather mantle on her shoulders and a quiver of arrows.
Vellina and Caris were the only ones to have captured men. Caris remembered the event as painful and rushed. Vellina who heard sharing the potion given to men to make them hard ensured a good time. She barely remembered the night but got hot and wet from the blurred images she partially remembered.
Caris led her Huntresses back from the hunt. They had found only little prey animals forcing the group to attack a boisterous group of monkeys to steal a goat carcass. They wanted all to rest after two hard days of hunting. Caris knew they had to keep moving if the wanted to get anything better. She hoped Kaarthen was better or at least would quit trying to tell her what to do.
Despite the fact she was 5 years younger, she didn’t need someone whose group forgotten about her to try telling her things. Despite how good a Huntress and tracker the old hag was Caris liked things just fine.
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Kaarthen was now beyond sore. The man had bound her mouth with her loincloth to stop the moaning when she awoke. Her bindings for her legs had been left untied after the first day. He had used her roughly the whole day. He would idly suckle from her breasts; he would also use his fingers on her by rubbing her body, not trying to make her happy but simply content to rub her because he could.
By the evening of what she figured to be the second day, he offered to retie her arms comfortably and used her leather loincloth to tightly wrap her arms from wrist to elbow before tying it off.
He then fucked her roughly after discovering her body still quite wet. He took her from behind and when she immediately tried to lay flat he followed her down to the ground on her back then forced her right knee out to the side. He then got between her legs and thrust his cock hard into her. He thrust deep, putting all the power of his legs into it. His hands came around to the front to her breasts as he nibbled her neck and ears with surprisingly sharp teeth. Her body gave in to the orgasm that it had wanted all day since he had crawled all over her body rubbing her and drinking her milk.
He was insatiable. His hands were in constant motion beneath her. He was roughly fucking like a maniac searching for something deep within her. Something inside popped suddenly as he thrust hard and he was suddenly deeper. She came again but it felt like her body was forced into it and her vagina stunned, before tightly clenching him. It must have been what he wanted. His balls were almost pushed in as he raised himself up on both hands and released his seed into her with surprised gasp.
He then without pause or moving started his interrogation.
“Would you like some water? Your body has needs and you haven’t made water in 3 days now.” He prodded.
Kaarthen stayed silent. “Was he watching this whole time?” She thought.
“You may not understand, but your little band of merry cows has done some seriously expensive damage. I am not just here to kill you however. If I can help you to understand staying around is a bad idea we could all be happier wouldn’t you say?” He added almost breathlessly.
“I would be happier if you got off of me.” She thought trying to squeeze his slimy cock out of her pussy, and distracted herself with the wet sensation.
“Perhaps your leader would be the one to decide, what is her name?” He said. His eyes hungry eyes flicked over her body again. She could feel his gaze behind her, it burned it was so close.
“Menthino works with followers all the time, where is your enclave? There is one behind us did you girls have a reason to bypass them?” Marcos watched and felt her bristle at the word ‘girls’, He made a point hit that nail hard a few more times.
“You girlies may not know it but these wilds stretch pretty far and a lot of creatures would love to turn the tables on your little hunting band.” She held steady, “Finding yourself on the business end of something’s cock would really cut short whatever you girls are up to.” That got her attention; she tightened reflexively along his cock.
“Since I had to make it by myself I wonder.” Marcos mused aloud.
She tried squirming to try to look at him, to look into his eyes. Marcos noticed that his cock was hardening and that she was interested now. He just needed her to speak so she would be committed with a position in the conversation.
“After noticing the tracks they leave already, and that they decided to wait till now to hunt.” He paused, “how far could that amateur group get through the corridor pretty famous for making things disappear?”
Sensing that rhetorical questions didn’t pique her pride in the band he decided to switch gears. He presented her a water skin from his robe. She didn’t deserve it. It would keep her stronger, alert longer, and reduce discomfort. However, it would make her open her mouth and physically enable her to speak. It also made her need him, since untying her would simply lead to a direct confrontation.
“Besides most things living in these mountains are in the forest during the summer. I bet only bad things are around up ahead.” He continued as she drank. He could almost feel the cool wetness her body needed flow over his cock. He started thrusting slowly and gently.
“Why?” Kaarthen asked taking a breath, “Because you think those four can’t defend themselves?” Suddenly surprised she said anything. She quickly went back to drinking the water feeling fooled and ashamed.
Marcos latched on to how she excluded herself that was the real surprise. He was also mildly surprised her hips were moving.
When she tried to push him out earlier his cock was in her womb still and it only felt good. Now he was no longer past her cervix, but occasionally he popped through as he stroked her with a building intensity that she unconsciously matched before repeatedly catching herself.
“I’m not sure; as they get away from the forest they’ll be much safer. Right now they are in the middle of everything that will eat or be eaten.” Marcos said as he insidiously brought a hand around to her bud making her moan into the water bag and blush. She only pretended to drink now. Kaarthen didn’t want to be fooled again by whoever this man was who handled her so masterfully.
To punctuate the morbid statement something far away screamed almost sounding human and female.

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