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A Bad Portal

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Chapter 11

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 11 - Khurick is a Wizard and troubleshooter for an unnamed god. He visits worlds to fix things at his God's direction. On arrival on a new mission, he has to figure out what his mission entails. This story is a three-part Sword and Sorcery saga. Part 1 begins based loosely on the planet Chaos from the Damsels In Distress universe. Planet Chaos only provides the fundamental backdrop for Part 1. It is a non-canon Damsel's story. 21 chapters - Semiweekly

Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   ft   Mult   Teenagers   Coercion   Consensual   High Fantasy   Science Fiction   Aliens   Extra Sensory Perception   Magic   Group Sex   Interracial   Black Female   White Male   White Female   First   Masturbation   Pregnancy   Big Breasts   Small Breasts  

“OOOOHHHHHHH MASTER, OOOOHHHhhhh...” Delta screamed as she climaxed, and her whole body convulsed.

I found her cunt so hard to move in. It had really tightened up. Her tightness was doing a number on my foreskin and glans.

“WHHHUUUAAAAaaa ... fucking hell, Delta?”

Bitch had sucked me dry as I humped into her as hard as I could and unloaded deep into her.

Here was a woman that I did not have to stop short in. Her vagina is deep enough that I am not bumping at the far end of her snatch. Till now, I had not been able to go all the way in a Chaosian woman. My girth is such that I could not breach their cervical mouth without doing significant damage to her and myself. Many had complained if I just mildly tapped it.

Delta and I came together several times during the night. When we fucked, it was no-nonsense hardcore fucking; It left us totally exhausted every time. An hour later, she would wake me, and we would go at it again like two sex-crazed animals. Fucking her is quite primal.

Poor Delta was the worse for the wear in the morning.

She made me a tall stack of fluffy flat cakes with blueberries inside. She smothered each cake individually in butter and poured honey all over it. I had entrusted a container of chicory grounds with her, so I had my drink even before my eyes were open.

At least she waited until I was full. She shucked my pants and sat on me in the dining room with the other girls looking on. The hormones from several horny women drove me nuts. In a roomful of horny woman in their night clothes, you, too, might be very quite inspired.

I rubbed Delta’s nipples, and she seized up on me.

“OHHHHHFFFUUUUUUCCCKKKKK. Shitshitshit, ummmmmmmm...”

Delta collapsed on me.

Two of the girls helped her up.

Jan, a tiny girl with pointy nipples, took Delta’s place. They had all stripped down. I had four young women all naked and waiting in a line for me. I did the nipple spell on all of them.

Starting with the cute little brunette Jan, I let them crawl on me one at a time. Blondy and Junior were the last two to have their ways with me. I let each woman fuck for a few minutes before molesting her nipples. I enjoyed my little train of women. Some liked to fuck me face to face, others wanted to take me turned around with their asses pressed against me, my hands mauling their tits. It’s a pretty novel way of taking on a whole train of women. Each woman went through the line two times.

Near the end, I saw Delta was at the tail end of the line. Each girl had got my big cock in them twice; they’d tried me on for size. I happily let each cum on me twice. After last night, I was pretty much good and did not feel compelled to cum with any of them at this point.

When Delta sat down on me, thankfully, she took me all the way in. We sat there with our heads together, forehead to forehead, and just communed together that way.

We had not moved, and I felt deep inside her that she had started some kind of a vibration. Her quim quivering to beat hell, it just got more and more demanding. She used her legs to draw herself up my whole length. Then she relentlessly took me into her until I was up to the hilt in her cunt again. She repeated this time and time again as she made me want to cum.

She ravaged my mouth just before I cum in her again.

“Your cunt is ... UHNnnnnnnnn, unh, uhn, uhnnnn.”

I felt her smile through her kiss. She curled her cunt towards me hard as I dumped myself into her.

She had not cum. She had simplemindedly decided this was her time to become knocked up. I think that’s the point where she’d caught the sperm that did the trick for her.

One of the girls was right there with a washcloth when Delta got up from me. I had work to do. I dressed and went outside. There were a couple men waiting for me. They smiled at me because they had heard all the screaming and wailing of the house girls. They knew precisely what had been going on inside the house.

I asked for the men to be branded to be brought forwards. One refused to be branded, so I took his head off. After that, the other slavers all preferred being branded. I used a low-powered plasma setting to draw an ‘S’ on their foreheads with my finger.

I ported Felicia and myself to Burlsky, and we went into the bank, there. We registered the property in my name as primary and with her as Manager and co-owner. If I died, or got ported to another likely world, she was the boss lady here. We set up an account that I put money into. She had everything she needed to run the properties.

I spent one more day there. I fucked Delta and the house women time and time again. Felicia had moved into the house and had joined the line of women right behind Delta.

Delta and I ported to Foxtown. We stopped to see the bank manager. He took us into his office.

He said, “I see you rescued a Damsel.”

I said, “Yes, This is Delta Cook. We are letting you know she is staying. By now, she is likely pregnant. She has given up on Crossroads. She has been here long enough to be more Chaosian than Cassandran.”

He said, “Was there any trouble shutting down the slave gang?”

I said, “No, not really. Not for me, anyway. Lot of trouble for the slavers,” I grinned.

I saw the Manager visibly shiver.

He said,” That gang was a small one. We have a few more that are larger. Would you consider doing one from time to time? They have really started to impact our society here. We had a few heroes who formed their own organizations that stopped slavery for a while. It seems as those guys get older, there is nobody that can take up that job.”

I said, “I also can port in and out. I don’t spend weeks or months traveling if you have a bank near these places.”

He said, “Yes, that’s true. We would appreciate it very much. We understand Delta Cook’s feelings, and as a free, unrescued woman, she can make that decision. We would prefer you not rescue every Damsel you run into.”

I said, “That creates a problem. If I am taking on a gang of slavers and your Heroes are not capable of this job. How exactly am I not supposed to -not- collect the Damsel? You did not see the wildness in Delta’s eyes. You did not smell her very compelling hormones. She was insatiable and well beyond reason. Then there is the effect she had on me. What man could refuse her? Look at her. Is she not the most extraordinary woman you have ever beheld.

Delta chuckled, “Hey, I’m right here, guys. I’m not a goat or something to be bartered over.”

The Manager said, “Well, Hero rules are such that Hero’s are not allowed to work in groups. So we can’t send one with you.”

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