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Dm and the Dirty 20s

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Chapter 50

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 50 - 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  

“Hey,” I said, answering the door.

“Morning,” Melissa sighed, trudging in out of the rain and letting me help her take her coat off.

“Jeez, want a towel?” I asked as I shook her coat.

“ ... Yeah,” she snorted. “It’s raining Cats and Dogs out there.”

I dipped into the game room and grabbed one of the towels out of the bottom drawer, bringing it back to her. She quickly started drying her hair and I glanced away. She was wearing a thin t-shirt and based on the jiggle of her breasts they weren’t currently burdened with a bra.

“Double?” I offered as I headed for the kitchen.

“Why, got a lot to talk about?” she asked as she followed me.

“No, because it’s a miserable day and the longer we drink coffee the longer we can both procrastinate getting back to real life.”

“Double me up then,” she chuckled. I poured our mugs and set the coffee maker up to spit out another couple of cups worth. I handed her one of the mugs after prepping it the way she liked and sat down across the table from her. “So,” she said after taking a big sniff of the coffee and her first satisfying sip. “Did you fuck my daughter last night?”

I coughed, managing not to splutter in my coffee as I was taking my first sip. That made her laugh, and I glared at her as I caught my breath. “Evil,” I accused. “Pure evil.”

“Oh, come on. How did you not see that coming?” she cackled.

“Fuck off,” I sighed, snorting softly and shaking my head.

“I know you didn’t,” Mel said. “Rhia told me everything that happened last night. Dan begged off wanting to hear - he’s come around to understanding that his daughter is going to know about what we’re doing in The Game but doesn’t want the graphic details of what’s happening in her Game. But you got to play with Tori and Elyse, you dog.”

I sighed heavily. “Rhia apparently hasn’t acted on the thing I mentioned about this whole thing where you and her share details,” I said.

Mel frowned. “What’s that? She didn’t say anything.”

“That she’s not just sharing her own secrets,” I said. “She’s also sharing Tori and Elyse’s secrets.”

Mel grimaced a little and I could tell she hadn’t put thought into that either. “You want her to tell the other two about The Game,” she guessed. “So that the communication is open to everyone that it’s happening.”

“Better they find out now than later,” I said.

“Rhia,” Mel scoffed softly, shaking her head. “No, she definitely hasn’t done that yet.”

“Well, she doesn’t have long until it comes back to bite her. Or us. If she doesn’t do it, I’ll have to,” I said.

“OK. I’ll put a bug in her ear from my side,” Mel said, then took a bigger sip of her coffee. “So how was fucking a couple of college coeds again?” she asked, pivoting back to the previous topic.

I rolled my eyes. “I only fucked one of them.”

“So far,” Mel smirked. “You’re not gonna get tired of us old maids now that you’ve got hot young things climbing all over you, are you?”

“You think a hot young thing can make up for two decades of sexual chemistry?” I asked.

“People cheat on their spouses for stupider reasons,” she pointed out.

“People who cheat don’t maintain a twenty-year exclusive group of sexual partners that have also saved the world and battled all manner of evils,” I counter-pointed.

“So you’re not replacing us old maids, then?” Mel asked with a twinkle in her eye.

“I couldn’t if I wanted to, and hell no I don’t want to,” I said.

“Good. Because it’s Game night this week,” she grinned.


Danitha moaned as the thick minotaur cock pulsed inside of her. The dwarven druid had assured her friends that she could handle scouting the Eastern Pass herself - she’d done such things before and had travelled extensively both in her natural shape and many of the wild ones that she could now harness. Whether as a lizard, fish, mammal or bird, Danitha could pass unnoticed through the world.

Except this time, on the edge of the Dark Lord’s northern border, she’d gotten careless. Eagles were not natural to the passes here above the black desert in the Cragholme Mountains. Vultures were the dominant bird of prey, scavengers that could pick the bones from the dead before they rose at night to patrol once more for their necromantic masters. But Danitha valued beauty and speed over stealth, and now she was paying the price. She’d flown too low, avoiding any spying eyes that might have seen her flying high in the sky, and the rock that had come flying from the cave mouth had knocked her out of the air and out of her wild shape.

She’d hit the ground hard and rolled, and by the time she’d come to her senses, the beast had been upon her.

“Uh-oh,” he chuckled in his strangely deep but reedy way of speaking. “It looks like mine bruder has come back from his hunt. He shall vant a piece of you too, little cocksleeve.”

A big, meaty hand grabbed Danitha by the hair on the top of her head and raised it. First, she saw the thick knob of another minotaur cock dangling in front of her, followed by the veiny shaft, and then she was looking up its big, muscular body into its curious, predatory face.

The minotaur pressed his cockhead to her lips and she refused to open them.

“Now now,” the new one said. “Open zat pretty little mouth, cocksleeve, or I vill be forced to open it for you.”

My eye contact with Rachel showed me she was desperately enjoying the play, and she ‘reluctantly’ opened her mouth so that I could slide my cock into it in a couple of strokes. Dan was grinning, his cock sunken into her from the other end as she was on her hands and knees on the floor next to the game table.

“Oh, look at these poor little mortals,” Mel cackled in a singsong voice from the other scene on the other side of the room. “All ours to feast upon!”

“And feast we shall!” Veronica giggled in a high-pitched squeak.

 
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