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Dm and the Dirty 20s

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Chapter 26

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 26 - 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 combat was really only meant to be difficult due to the fact that Jade, Renee and Olivia had already been drained of some of their hit points and abilities in the bar fight. Of course, the dice didn’t always want to agree with the best-laid plans, and over the course of the first two turns of combat, things got sticky for the three heroines.

“Fuuu-uuuck,” Tori groaned. “That’s ... a flat ten.” She winced as she said it, already knowing that her kick hadn’t landed.

“No luck,” I said, shaking my head. “He manages to reel backwards in time, waving his hatchet in front of him to keep you away.”

Shit,” Tori swore, grimacing at her die. She grabbed the d20 and shoved it back in the bag she kept her dice in, fishing around and pulling out a different one. “That die is getting retired for the night.”

Renee was up next, and she was already crackling with dark energy - the problem was that two of the three bandits that she was supposed to ward off were armed with crossbows and she’d already barely managed to avoid a bolt getting planted in her skull.

“Fuck it,” Renee muttered, summoning up a spell. She said some arcane words and then released the shadowy magic missiles that spun out from her out-thrust hand and radiated in to strike the bandit that had stumbled down the rise and was getting ready to bash her over the head with a heavy club. The bolts pierced into his chest, bursting out the back in shadowy gouts, and he went down to one knee and then collapsed face first in the dirt.

“Yes!” Elyse crowed, clenching a fist at her success as she grinned down at the damage die she’d rolled.

“Finally,” Rhia sighed. “One down, just another five to go.”

The fight continued and the enemy bandits managed to only land one more strike on Olivia, Renee using her Shield spell to bounce another crossbow bolt into the ground instead of her guts. That meant she was running low on spells, though.

And then Jade kicked a man’s head clean off.

To be fair, it wasn’t a natural 20 but she did max her damage die, and Tori had definitely had a bit of a rough time with the dice for the whole session. So when I asked how she put the guy down, and she said she wanted to ‘kick his face off,’ I extrapolated to separating a man’s head from his body.

“Steel-tooooe!” Rhia cheered, making Tori laugh.

With Jade now able to rush up the hill and start pressuring the crossbowmen, and Olivia finally starting to roll better than a six in the combat, things wrapped up relatively quickly. The thing the three adventurers had to worry about was the fact that, while they hadn’t jumped in to help, there were probably a dozen bandits from other groups that had been watching the fight and even laying down bets on who would win.

And now Renee was out of spells, Jade was looking bloodied and Olivia was only slightly better.

“I think we need to get out of here,” Olivia said, eyeing the loose ring of ne’er-do-wells that were hanging around. “Before we get jumped for our shit.”

There was a brief argument over whether they had time to loot the bodies - not that they were expecting to find all that much, but it was still a possibility one of them might have been carrying some coin. Olivia’s primary worry was the big convincing factor though, and they abandoned the unlooted corpses as a distractive measure - within moments of them leaving the scene, the dead bandits were set upon by the others and would be stripped near-naked in minutes.

“I think we need to rally back at the tent, maybe see if Fergus is back from his scouting mission,” Elyse said. “Renee is seriously tapped out, and I’m worried about us getting into another fight right now.”

“Facts,” Tori nodded. “And that’s your third of the day, Rhia.”

“Yeah, but I got a short rest after the first one so I was doing OK,” she said.

“Well, that actually sounds like a good place for us to break for dinner, as you three heroes slip off among the trees to make a beeline to your tent,” I said.

“Mm, good idea!” Rhia said, pushing herself back from the table. “That also means we need to get dinner going. No coming into the kitchen until we call, Shane.”

“Alright,” I chuckled, holding up my hands innocently as the other two ladies got up from the table as well, making a little parade of costumed coeds walking through my house.

Giving me time mid-session to plot was rarely a good thing for the characters - well, sometimes it wasn’t a good thing. Sometimes it led to a new and surprising sexual encounter. Often it gave me a chance to adapt whatever I had next to find those little tension points and poke them a bit harder. The girls didn’t know that yet though.

The thing was ... I wasn’t sure I wanted to. Not because I didn’t think it would make for a more intense game, but because I could hear the three of them laughing and bickering good-naturedly in the kitchen and it reminded me that my house was so quiet so often with just me living in it. Sure, I hosted game nights and had people over for dinner, and Mel was here several times a week for our morning coffees and shit like that. Listening to the three of them, three young people in the house, was like a reminder of my own college days living with roommates and always having someone around. And it reminded me that all of my friends, my best friends, had full houses of their own. Kids around, always something on the go. And for all that they included me in their lives where it made sense, I still didn’t have a life like that even if I was happy with the one I’d built.

 
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