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Dm and the Dirty 20s

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Chapter 19

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 19 - Shane has been playing 'The Game' for over two decades with his old college friends - D&D, but with sex. Now he's being asked to run 'a normal campaign' for some college coeds. It couldn't possibly happen again, right?

Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Mult   Consensual   Romantic   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Fiction   High Fantasy   Magic   Were animal   Sharing   Light Bond   Rough   Spanking   Group Sex   Harem   Polygamy/Polyamory   Swinging   Interracial   White Male   White Female   Indian Female   Anal Sex   Analingus   Cream Pie   Exhibitionism   Facial   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Sex Toys   Squirting   Tit-Fucking   Voyeurism   Big Breasts   Slow   Violence  

The fight was supposed to be a mild challenge. It was obvious who, between the three of the girls, it was intended for. Fisticuffs in an open ring? Renee and her spellcasting wasn’t going to last long. Olivia could have had a knockdown brawl, but with the way the rules worked she could only do a minimal amount of damage on any punch and she would only get one per turn at their current level.

Jade, on the other hand, with her monk abilities, not only could do more damage per strike but she could also use her ‘foot flurry’ ability to attack twice every turn.

Big Red Bronson, the hulking redheaded bruiser, had one trick up his sleeve and that was a second wind where he could dramatically recover a bit of health. Overall, the fight should have really only lasted a few turns.

Unfortunately, Tori’s dice had betrayed her. She could barely roll over a five on the die and she needed at least a little hire to actually land a hit.

The girls, at least, were on the edge of their seats with each round and having fun. But things weren’t looking good for Jade. Narratively she already had a bloody nose and Big Red Bronson was now trying to grab her instead of punching her, having gotten overconfident.

“Fuck!” Tori groaned, rolling her next attack.

Jade darted in and tried to lay out a one-two combo into Big Red’s torso but ended up needing to dart out of the way of her grab, abandoning the strike.

“Alright, flurry attack,” Tori said, picking up her dice again and looking like she wanted to huck it across the room. It wouldn’t have been the first time a player had done that at my table over the years. Sometimes luck just ran cold.

“Hold on,” Rhia said, turning to me. “This is round, like, thirteen or something right? So the fight’s been going on for around a minute and a half?”

I did some mental math. “Yeah, approaching that,” I nodded. “Do you have an idea to try and help Jade?”

“Wait, we can help?” Elyse said. “Fuck, I would have been casting a spell or something.”

“No, we don’t want to help too hard or else they’ll say we’re cheating,” Rhia shook her head. “And we don’t want a bar full of criminals calling us cheats.”

“Eh, good point,” Elyse sighed.

“So what’s your idea?” I asked Rhia.

“What if I distract Big Red?” she asked. “What kind of bonus would Jade get?”

“Depends on the distraction,” I said. “And he’s pretty focused on the fight right now. He seems like a veteran. But a good enough distraction would at least get Jade advantage on her next attack.”

“Ooh, that would fucking help,” Tori said.

But,” I continued. “Depending on the distraction people might still accuse you of cheating. You guys made some bets, remember, and if you light a fire or risk stopping the fight or something the people you made bets with will be pissed off.”

“Oh, I’m not doing anything like that,” Rhia shook her head, smirking.

“Alright,” I said. “What do you have in mind?”

Jade spun away from the big, warding hands of Big Red Bronson, pivoting on one foot. This left Big Red, for a moment, looking past her towards the edge of the fight pit where Olivia of Parnassus and Renee de l’Ombres were cheering on their compatriot.

“Come on, Steel-toe!” Olivia shouted among the cheers and jeers of the crowd. “Bring it home for Mama!” And then she lifted the front of her chainmail shirt and flashed her tits.

My jaw dropped.

Tori guffawed, looking across the table at Rhia.

Elyse was stunned for a moment and then cackled.

 
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