A Bad Portal - Cover

A Bad Portal

Copyright© 2024 by Gnome De Ploom

Chapter 9

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 9 - 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  

I felt Emma’s pussy react to her daughter’s watching us 69. She was not put off by Angela watching us in the slightest; quite the contrary. Emma became very excited. Angela watching her, really turned her on. Angela got quiet for a few minutes, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw her with her dress up. She’s frigging her happy button to beat hell.

“WOWwwwwwwwwwwww ... Eeeeeee...”


Emma loudly said, “FUCK IT.”

Emma switched ends and took me deep inside her. She began pounding herself against me, screaming.

“OOOOOHHHHHH KHURICK FFUUCCKKK MMEEEEE GGOOD CUUUUMMMMMIING!”

I grabbed her ass to stop her from making me cum. It wasn’t easy. Her pussy was quite alive and doing everything within its power to pull my spooge into her. Eventually, she whimpered to a stop. I slid from under her.

17 y.o. Angela came over to look at me close up. She pointed at my cock and then her pretty pussy.

“May I?”

I said, “You want to screw me? Let me check ... I put my hand on her tummy and quested inside with it.

“Alright, you’re not ovulating, it’s safe.”

“Ovulating?”

I said, “You’re not in season, dear. You should be able to have sex today and not catch yourself a baby.”

“Ooh, good, good.”

She came to me clumsily, so I shifted over and patted the spot next to me. Emma had disappeared already. I heard Emma pee and saw her throw on a shift when she left.

A girl’s first time should be memorable. I embraced her and kissed her properly and sweetly. As we kissed, I turned up the heat and got more demanding with my lips and tongue. I taught her enough that she was soon huffing like a piston steam engine. Breathing through your nose when you’re excited can be a bother.

Angela was more than ready, so I rolled her over me and managed to get myself positioned. I pressed my glans to her entrance. She looked into my eyes as she smiled and slowly pushed until I was knocking at the door to her womb. Angela is significantly hotter than her mom.

“Unh. Why did it change at the end? That’s not comfortable now.”

I said, “You have taken me in too deep. I’m pretty long, and your tunnel is pretty short.” Use shorter strokes.”

I used my hands to help her and guide her. In five minutes, she got the rhythm. Some women never get it. Others are good until they get overly excited and they get confused and seem to flail around.

I held Angela’s full breasts in my palms. I used a very light pressure. She alternated, bending over to kiss for a while, and then moved back to moving on me. She started to flag, so I rubbed her nipples more, and she got a second wind after a minute ... She hissed, “Oh, that’s nice! Ohhhyeeeesss ... ummmm, OH, OH, OH oh Eeeeeeeeee...”

We were both sopping wet. I did a cleaning spell to take care of it. My recent partner lay on one side, dozing. Emma came back and lay on the other side. Her breathing slowed, too. I got up. I needed sustenance. I dressed and headed for the kitchen. They had water boiling, so I stole a cup of water and brewed myself a cup of Blue Daisy. Ahh. So lovely, my strong chicory; it’s dark and bitter.

I had a bowl of boiled grain. I added a pinch of stevia and crushed pecans to mine. Nobody was looking. I washed it down with a cup of black tea that Nomie provided.

Emma came out and hugged me from behind. She is a sweet, very affectionate woman. She had wrapped my head in her breasts. That is very nice and comforting.

She sat down and Nomie brought her a tea.

She said, “It’s confession time.”

I said, “Ha, mine or yours.”

She said, “Mine. I’ll just say it. Stanley has actually left me. He hasn’t left the kids. I found out he has wives in two other towns. It’s had no difference in my life. He’s always on the road. When he’s here, he still sleeps with me. He still supports me, but it bothers me a lot.”

I said, “How do you feel about it?”

She said, “A little worried. Let me be honest: I need sex. I always have. I’m a horny bitch and really need a good fuck from time to time. Stanley used to stay here longer. Now he’s here a week or sometimes only for a few days. Then, he takes the caravan on to his next stop. A few nights every three or four months is completely unsatisfactory to me.”

“And?”

She said, “I would like it if you would check on me from time to time. Give me a periodic recharge. I can be so sweet and grateful.” (She smiles) “I’m sure Nomie and Georgianna would like that too.”

Nomie and Georgianna stepped and surrounded my head with their fat titties.

Both said, “Please master? Even old broads like us need a good fuck so we know we’re still women.”

I said, “My turn for a small confession. I look mid 20’s, right?”

Emma said, “Yes?”

I said, “I am much, much older. I won’t tell you how old. You wouldn’t believe me anyway. What I propose is that I spend the day with you three, and I will make improvements to your bodies. I will tighten up some things and firm up others. I will generally turn back the clock and make you three look 20 years younger. What do you say?”

Naomi said, “I’m for looking 20 years younger with firm titties again.”

I said, “Who’s up first?”

Georgianna said, “The mistress should go first. She’s our boss, after all.”

I took Emma’s hand and said, “Let’s go to the ironing room.”

I had left the gurney up. I lowered it for her to get on and then raised it. I would have to remember to use this in the future. It’s a much better height than a bed. I had little to hide anymore. Everyone in town knew I was a wizard and apt to do odd things.

I made Emma’s face 16 again. After tightening her skin, I had called forth her flesh to plump it up some. I saw what Stanley had seen. She was a beautiful girl eighteen years or so ago. I moved lower and tightened the connective tissue in her tits. I tautened the skin and plumped her tits up. Of course, I had to test my work. U suckled one and then the other tit.

“Oooooooooo. Yessssssss, oh my, Khurick, you are so marvelous...”

I tightened her tummy and lower abdomen. I made all the stretch marks go away.

At her vulva, I spent some time. I tightened up her pussy tube, strengthened her Kegel muscles, and plumped her labia. Then I thinned the hair above her slit and removed all hair from either side of her labia. I gave it a taste test. It seems to work just fine.

I had been drawing some fat from her hips and butt to plump up various regions. Basically reversing the effects of gravity over time. I made her legs thinner, and I tightened up the skin there. When I was finished, I gave her a shot of vitality.

I took Emma to her room and used my particular sensor inside her to plumb her depths. My goodness, her pussy is sweet now. She feels somewhat like Angela, but she knows very well how to move and coax the most from a man. She well and truly fucked me out.

We cleaned up and she said, “Uh, I know you will do the two women later. There’s one more issue: Kayley Mills’s house. Her daughter Dotty brought us those nasty worms. If you don’t fix them up, they likely will pass this on to us or to others.”

I had known this intellectually, but I did not want to deal with it. If I saw one more new pussy I would scream.

I said, “How do I go about this? ‘Hi, I was next door at your neighbor’s fiddling with her young daughters. Do you have any little pussies here that I need to fiddle with?’ I’m sure that will go over well.

Emma giggled, then chuckled. “I thought I would go with you and do most of the talking. I’m not sure your method -chuckle- would work well.”

I said, “Great. That works for me.”

She said, “I will head over there now and have a cup of tea with Kayley. I’ll explain things. Are you going to start on Nomie and Georgianna?”

I said, “I will have to put Nomie and Georgianna off until tomorrow. I just used a lot of my power on you. I will need all I have remaining to work on the other family today. Rejuvenation takes a lot of energy.”

“Oh. Well, if you don’t mind doing the two tomorrow?”

I said, “Look, it’s not like I won’t enjoy their bodies after I’m finished. I plan to enjoy them well and often. Talk with them about babies. If I am going to be with them from time to time, they might catch a baby. Do they want Babies? If not, I can do the same spell on them as I did on you to halt any baby-making.”

She said, “Will do. Thank you, my Lord Wizard.” She kissed me.

She quietly said, “I’m going over now. When you come over, I will stay long enough for one treatment. Then I’ll come back here to have my talk with Nomie and Georgianna about the birds and the bees, giggle.”

I said, “OK, I have a book I would like to read for a bit until I come over. Which house is it?”

She said, “Out the front door, walk two doors down on the right. It has a blue front door.”

I said, “Thank you.”

We said her goodbyes and she left. I pulled my pad from null and picked up again on an old favorite story.

Since nobody here has a timepiece, minutes are more of an estimation than a fact. Besides, a Chaosian minute would not be the same as the Rukacian equivalent.

When I was ready, I put the pad away. I went into the ironing room, and I retrieved and stashed my medical things in null. Then I headed for the Mills house, which has a blue door.

I knocked, and a pretty young black-haired girl opened the door.

She said, “Are you really a Wizard? I’m Dotty, and I’m supposed to bring you to Mother and Mrs Burns. If you’ll follow me, sir.”

I’d follow those swinging hips anywhere. She’s short but stacked as hell. Her shiny black curls come down to her plump round ass and wide hips. It’s a sin looking at her. Her plump tits are visible through her arm holes. I do like a sloppy dress pattern. Mainly, when the pattern saves material by making such short dresses, I love that her dress barely goes to mid-thigh. I’m sure yummy-looking legs like hers are illegal in many places.

She left me in a sitting room. Emma introduced me to Kayley Mills. Kayley’s face looked 20. Her body was a more mature version of young Dotty’s. She has the same very dark eyes and shiny black hair with curls that go all the way down. She has an exaggerated hourglass shape with very large breasts. She has small, full lips and a turned-up nose. This is one adorable woman.

Dotty brought me a teacup, and Kayley poured me a cup. I looked over my cup at the two women. I sensed there was more going on here. They are more than mere neighbors. I saw visioned the two of them eating each other. That explains why I did not have to teach Emma how to 69.

I raised my eyebrows at the two of them, “So?”

Emma said, “Kayley and I discussed things. We think her bedroom is the best place for you to set up; it has enough room. We have cleared off her highboy for your tools.”

The source of this story is Storiesonline

To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account (Why register?)

Get No-Registration Temporary Access*

* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.

Close
 

WARNING! ADULT CONTENT...

Storiesonline is for adult entertainment only. By accessing this site you declare that you are of legal age and that you agree with our Terms of Service and Privacy Policy.


Log In