Mark, 14, Human. Fights with a sword.
The Demon lord has awoken.
A new dark age has started.
The world needs a hero. A man who can stand up for those who can't. A man who can face the demon lord and bring peace back to the lands.
And Mark, a 14 years old boy, thinks he can be that man, but it's up to you how that ends up, dear reader...
The wanna-be hero Mark stood tall in a town called Hope's Haven. It was a small place, and yet a beloved place at the same time.
"So this is it, huh?" Mark said with a smug look on his face. He was looking at a building called "The Sword's Embrace."
The name might make someone thinks this place has to do with weapons, but they would be wrong. It's not THAT kind of sword that's being embraced here. This was the kind of place men and boys came too to find a cheap slave slut to fuck and call it a day.
He walked in, and inside he saw a bunch of other men with the same lustful look in their eyes. It was clear that everyone in here knew what this place is for, and why they came here.
Mark walked up to the counter, where an old man with a patch over one eye sat. The man looked him up and down, noticing the sword at his side and the cloak.
"How can I help you, boy?" He asked. He had seen my boys around Mark's age in this place, so this wasn't a strange sight. It was even normal for boys as young as 11 to come to this place to lose their virginity.
"I'd like to rent a slave to embrace my 'sword' tonight." Mark said with a cocky grin, trying to mimic the bravado of the men he'd seen enter before him. The old man's eye twitched under the patch.
"I see, I see! We have many options for a boy as young as you to enjoy! Let me show you..." the old man said, his gruffness fading into a sleazy smile.
He pulled out a large book from under the counter and flipped through the pages with surprising dexterity. Each page revealed an image of a female slave, either dressed in skimpy clothing that left little to the imagination, or fully naked in some other cases.
They were all numbered, their eyes downcast and their expressions a mix of resignation and fear. It mentioned their ages, if they were virgins or not, and their race.
The old man gave Mark 3 options to pick from.
The first was a human girl, 16 years old, with auburn hair and freckled cheeks. She looked like she could have been a normal village girl, if not for the chains around her neck. The photo showed cum leaking from her freshly ravaged pussy.
The second was an elfin girl, her pointed ears poking out her blond hair, which matched the shade of her emerald eyes. She had so many bruises marring her delicate features. She was 10 and clearly didn't know much about the world outside "The Sword's Embrace."
The third was a fairy, with wings that had been cruelly clipped and a tiny body that seemed almost childlike in its proportions. One could have easily mistook her for a normal 8 years old human girl if they didn't know better. Her actual age was listed as "mature" but she couldn't have been more than 100 years old, which was barely out of adolescence for her kind. She had a fiery red hair, which matched with her bloody pussy in the picture. She was also clearly used up well.
"Gosh, they all look good! " Mark murmured to himself, feeling his cock twitch in his pants.
The old man chuckled, his gold tooth glinting in the candlelight. "They're all prime stock. They've been taught to serve their masters well, if you know what I mean."
"And I am allowed to breed them, right?" Mark inquired, his voice thick with excitement. The old man's grin widened, revealing a set of yellowed teeth.
"Of course, son. That's part of the service. If you're looking to make an heir, or just want to leave your mark inside these whores, it's your choice!"
Mark the hero (As he loved to calls himself) wanted to save the world from the demon lord, but he had needs, and this was one of them. He wanted to breed as many sluts as he could on his journey.
"Which girl should I breed..." He wondered, they all looked so fuckable, but he only had the budget for one of them.
In the end, Mark decided on the fairy.
He really liked how young she looked, despite her actual age. Something about her innocence being tainted in such a way only served to excite him more.
Plus, the idea of being with a creature from the fairy folk was something he hadn't experienced yet, they are a bit of a rare thing after all. He had heard that their pussies were tighter and sweeter than human girls', and he wanted to find out.
And so, the old man lead Mark through thelit hallways of "The Sword's Embrace" to a room where the fairy girl awaited his arrival. Her eyes grew wide as the door creaked open, revealing the young 'hero' in all his awkward glory.
Her name was Vyla, and she had been captured by slavers when she stumbled too close to the human world. Her once vibrant red hair looked matted and lifeless under the dull candlelight, and the bruises on her tiny frame spoke of countless encounters with cruel men.
"This is Vyla, your choice for the evening." The old man announced with a leer, as the fairy girl shrank back, trying to cover herself with her tattered gown.
"She looks cute! Is she really over a 100 years old?" Mark asked. The old man cackled in response.
"Mature, remember? That's what we say for those from the fairy realm. They age differently from us humans, but trust me, she's got the experience of a woman ten times that age." He said with a knowing wink.
And so, the old man left Mark and Vyla alone in the dimly lit chamber.
The room was small, containing nothing but a straw bed and a few candles flickering on a dusty nightstand. The air was thick with the scent of sex and despair, a mix which only served to fuel Mark's lust.
"...Stay away from me, human!" Vyla squealed, her voice a mix of terror and despair as she cowered on the bed, her eyes wide and pleading. But Mark was not to be deterred. He approached her slowly, his cock growing harder with each step he took closer.
He reached out a hand to touch her, but she recoiled, her eyes flashing with a hint of the fiery spirit that had once been her trademark. "Please, not again." She whispered, her voice barely above a whimper.
"You don't get to tell me what to do, know your place!" Mark snarled, his excitement morphing into something darker.
He grabbed the trembling fairy by the neck, his grip tight enough to leave finger marks on her delicate skin. Vyla's eyes went wide with fear. If she still had her tiny wings, they might had been fluttering in a desperate attempt to escape right now, but they were cruelly clipped.
"Please, I've been good." she begged, her voice trembling as she tried to push him away with all the strength she had left in her frail body. But Mark was much stronger, fueled by his lust and the power of his conviction.
Mark started unzipping his pants, his cock already hard from the anticipation of the slutty fairy.
"You're going to take this!" He growled, pulling her closer to him, his hands tight around her small waist. Despite her protests, Mark's excitement grew as he felt her squirm in his grasp. He tossed her onto the bed, her barely covered body bouncing slightly on the straw.
Vyla's eyes were filled with terror as she watched Mark approach her, his 8 inches long cock standing at full attention. "N....No...Please, no more!" she stuttered, her hands moving to cover her mouth. But Mark had other plans for that pretty little mouth of hers.
He grabbed her by the throat, his grip firm but not yet choking her. He pressed his cock against her full, soft lips, leaving a sticky trail of pre-cum.
"I want to fuck that pussy for yours, but that mouth of yours needs some loving first!" Mark sneered, pushing his cock between her trembling lips, feeling his 8 inches slide into the warm, wet cavern of Vyla's mouth.
The small bitch quickly started choking and gaging on his length, her eyes watering as he began to thrust into her throat with a vigorous rhythm. She desperately tried to push him away with her tiny hands, but it was futile. Mark's grip was too strong, his desire too great to be denied.
He watched with a twisted smile as her eyes bulged and her cheeks turned as red as her hair. He could feel the head of his cock bumping against the back of her throat, and he knew that she was about to gag. But instead of pulling out, Mark pushed harder, filling her mouth completely.
"MPH! MMPH! MPH!" Vyla's muffled cries filled the room as Mark's manhood member invaded her throat without any mercy. Her eyes watered profusely, and her nose began to run as she struggled to breathe around the intrusion.
"Fuck! Just like that! Take it all, you little fairy slut!" Mark groaned as he thrust deeper into Vyla's throat, watching with sadistic pleasure as she fought for air.
Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she gagged repeatedly, but Mark's excitement grew with each muffled sound she made. He had always enjoyed the power dynamic of dominating a girl, especially one as small and as Vyla. She really could had passed for being a young human girl, it was strange to think she was actually much older than Mark, but he didn't care.
He continued to thrust, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth with ease as she tried to accommodate his thickness. Her eyes were watering and her nose was running, and still Mark didn't relent. He was lost in the pleasure of her mouth, his hips bucking with each thrust.
Vyla's throat tightened around him, her body desperately trying to reject the intrusion, but Mark's grip on her neck was unyielding. He watched the veins in her neck pulse and bulge as she struggled to take him in.
"MMPH! MMPH! G...G...G...GHHHH!" She gagged and sputtered, her eyes begging him to stop. But Mark was in his element now. He felt like a god, watching this creature squirm and fight under his control.
With a final, powerful thrust, he pulled out of her mouth, his cock shiny with spit and precum. Vyla coughed and gasped for air, her eyes tearing up as she tried to catch her breath. The fairy slut was a mess, a vision of desperation that only served to make Mark's cock harder.
He climbed onto the bed, straddling her tiny body. His cock, now slick with her saliva, throbbed against her stomach as he pinned her down.
Vyla's eyes grew wider still, her tiny hands pushing against his chest with what little strength she had left.
"....No! It's... It's too big! It'll hurt!" Vyla managed to squeak out between gasps for air, her eyes darting around the room in a panic. Mark's grin grew even wider at her protests, his lustful eyes never leaving hers as he positioned himself between her trembling legs, his cock twitching in anticipation.
With one swift move, he grabbed the hem of her tattered gown and ripped it up to her waist. The girl now was fully naked and ready for his use.
Her tiny pussy looked so inviting, especially with the way she was begging for mercy. Mark didn't care for her pleas, he just smacked her thighs to part her legs wider. He took a moment to admire her shaved pussy, which was a stark contrast to her fiery red hair.
"You're so wet, you little whore. You must love getting fucked by men twice your size!" He said with a sadistic smile. Even though Mark is still only 14, he was still much larger than Vyla, and his cock was definitely more than she could handle. He didn't care, all he knew was that he was going to take her, regardless of her protests.
With a snarl, Mark lined up his cock with Vyla's tiny pussy, feeling the wetness of her fear and the juices of her forced arousal coating him. He slammed into her without warning, her body arching off the bed with the impact. Her eyes squeezed shut tightly as she let out a scream of pain.
"FUCK that's tight!!" Mark exclaimed, feeling Vyla's young fairy pussy clamp down around his cock. He had never been with a creature from the fairy realm before, and the sensation was like nothing he had ever experienced. Her tightness was unparalleled, as if her body had been made just to squeeze and milk his cock dry.
He then quickly began to pump into her with a fervor, his hips slapping against her pelvis. Vyla's eyes were wide with pain and fear, her mouth open in a silent scream. She had been used to men before, but she still can't get herself to get used to the pain. Each thrust felt like it was tearing her apart.
"...Ah! Aa...AHH!" Vyla's muffled cries of pain and despair filled the air as Mark's hips moved with the rhythm, faster and faster, each thrust driving his massive cock deeper into her tight, unyielding fairy pussy.
Her tiny frame jolted with each impact, her body unable to fully absorb the brunt of his brutal advances. Mark could feel his cock hitting her cervix, which only served to spur him on more.
"Take it, slut!" He roared, his teeth gritted with pleasure as he watched her squirm beneath him. Her legs were trembling and she was trying to push him away with all her might, but she was no match for his superior strength.
He grabbed her waist with both hands, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her closer, making sure she felt every inch of his cock. He didn't bother with foreplay, there was no need for that with a whore like her. He just wanted to claim her, to use her like the bitch she was, and put a baby inside her tight little cunt.
Vyla felt her body trying to stretch itself to accommodate his massive girth, the pain unlike anything she had ever felt before. It was still too much, more than she could handle.
"Please... St...op!" Vyla's voice was barely a whimper as Mark ignored her pleas, his cock pistoning into her with brutal force.
His eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and cruelty, enjoying the sound of her pained gasps and the way her body struggled against his. He was merciless, his hips slamming into her with a power that belied his age. Her fairy pussy was so tight around him, a perfect sheath that gripped his cock like a vice.
He quickly took off his shirt, sweat glistening on his muscular chest as he stared down at the trembling fairy beneath him. Mark could feel his cock tearing through her tight folds and filling her to the brim. It felt so good, so right. He knew he could get addicted to some fairy pussy if this kept going, and he didn't care.
With a vicious snarl, he started to pound her even harder. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her teeth gritted, and her cheeks flushed a darker shade of pink from the pain.
The next thing the little slut knew, Mark carried her, his cock still deep within her. "I'm going to fuck you while standing," Mark murmured, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he started moving her body up and down his shaft, as if Vyla was a fuck toy.
She couldn't even scream anymore, her voice reduced to whimpers and chocking sounds. Her pussy was stretched to the limits, her walls quivering around his thickness. She could even feel his cock penetrate her cervix, causing her to convulse with pain each time.
Mark didn't stop, he only went faster and harder, his grunts of pleasure mixing with her sobs.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room as he drove into her relentlessly. Vyla's legs were now around his waist, but not in passion, but in a desperate attempt to find any semblance of comfort or control. But there was none to be found. Mark was in charge here, and he wasn't going to let up until he was satisfied.
Her pussy was clenching around his cock, trying to push him out, but Mark was too big, too strong for her. He felt her walls tightening around him, it was so tight.
With a roar, Mark slammed her against the wall, his cock never leaving her. He could feel her nails dig into his back, leaving marks as she tried to find something to hold onto, her legs still wrapped around his waist.
He began to thrust into her even harder, his hips moving in a brutal, punishing rhythm that sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body. Her whimpers turned to screams as she felt herself being split apart by his relentless assault, but Mark was beyond caring.
All that mattered was the feeling of her tight, wet pussy around his cock, the way she quivered with each thrust, and the thought of filling her with his seed.
"Ahhhh! Ple...please, no more!" Vyla's muffled cries grew louder. Her fairy body was not made to withstand the brutal force of a human male, especially one so young and so...enthusiastic.
Mark didn't care about her pleas, he was lost in his own world of lust and power. He felt invincible as he plunged into her, his cock feeling like it was tearing her apart with each thrust.
"You're going to take all of me!" He grunted, his teeth clenched in concentration as he pushed her against the cold stone wall of the room. The impact of their bodies made a loud smacking noise that echoed through the corridors of "The Sword's Embrace."
Vyla's eyes rolled back in her head as Mark's thick cock pummeled her. She could feel herself tearing apart, her insides feeling as if they were being ripped to shreds by his brutal thrusts. The fairy's delicate frame was no match for the human's brute strength, and she was powerless to do anything but endure his cruel assault. Mark could even feel blood around his cock, Vyla was starting to bleed, but his desire was too great to care.
"You're going to be my little cumdumpster, aren't you?" Mark whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "You're going to take all of my seed and carry it inside of you, and you're going to love it!"
Vyla's eyes snapped open at his words, filled with a mix of horror and defiance. But her struggles only seemed to excite Mark more. With a feral growl, he slammed her onto the bed once again. Her head bounced off the straw mattress, sending a shockwave of pain through her already abused body.
He positioned himself between her legs, which were spread wide in submission. His cock was slick with a mix of her saliva and her blood. With one hand, he pinned her arms above her head, his grip unyielding as he stared into her eyes.
"Are you ready?! I'm going to put a baby in that small belly of yours!" Mark growled, his blue eyes gleaming. He aligned his throbbing cock with Vyla's bloodied pussy, watching her wince as he did so. The fairy's legs quivered, her eyes filled with a mix of pain and fear as she felt him push against her torn opening.
With a final, brutal thrust, he tore into her once more, making her scream. Her tight pussy gripped his thick cock like a vice, sending waves of pleasure through his body as he buried himself to the hilt inside her. He loved feeling his cock go through her cervix.
"NOOO! I don't want a baby! A fairy can't give birth to a human child! NOOOOO!" Vyla's desperate shrieks echoed through the walls of the brothel, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Mark's eyes were glazed over with lust, his mind consumed by the need to claim her, to leave his seed in her fertile womb.
While fairies are able to get impregnated by human men, they weren't really able to give birth to said offspring most of the time, even more so if the fairy was still only a 100 years old young fairy. In most cases those fairies die while trying to give birth.
But Mark was too far gone in his lust to care about the consequences. He wanted to breed her, to claim her as his own. He couldn't hold back... or could he?
In the end, Mark couldn't hold back.
He gave in to his primal instincts, his desire breed the young fairy before him. He began to pump into her with a ferocity that was almost beastly, his hips moving like pistons as he claimed her tight, blood-slicked pussy.
"A-AHH! NO!" Vyla's screams grew more desperate, feeling the young boy's cock deep inside her, his hips smacking against her pelvis with a brutal rhythm that seemed to shake the very foundations of the room.
Her fairy body was not built to endure such a violent intrusion, and she could feel the warm trickle of blood seeping down her thighs as Mark's thrusts grew more erratic, his blue eyes locked onto hers with a hunger and lust. Mark was still a human child in Vyla's eyes, which only made this situation more painful and insulting.
With each deep stroke, Mark felt the warm embrace of Vyla's insides, her blood mixing with her natural lubrication, creating an erotic feeling that only served to drive him closer to the brink of his climax. He loved feeling his cock go past her cervix, the way she quivered with pain around him, the way her eyes watered and she whimpered with each thrust.
For a boy who's only 14 years old, Mark was blessed with a huge manhood, and he was planning on using it whenever and however he wanted. He had always heard that fairy pussy was tight and magical, and now that he had one right in front of him, he can confirm that the rumors were true.
Vyla's cries grew more frantic as Mark's cock continued to ravage her. Her eyes were wide with horror, her body trembling with each punishing thrust. He could see the fear in her eyes, the pain etched on her face, and yet he couldn't stop. His cock was pulsing, demanding release, and he knew that he was going to give it to her, no matter the cost.
He leaned down and whispered, "You're going to be such a good little mommy, aren't you?" He said with a sadistic smile. "Your belly will be so big with my child."
Vyla's eyes filled with tears, knowing the fate that awaited her. Despite her desperate cries, she felt Mark's cock thicken even more inside her, his excitement growing with each sob she made.
"Ahh, you're going to make me cum, you little fairy slut!" Mark groaned, his voice strained with effort as he hammered into her relentlessly. Vyla's pussy was a mess, a mix of her own juices and blood, and yet she could feel his cock swelling even more.
The fairy's eyes were wide with shock and pain, her mouth open in a silent scream. Mark's weight on her was crushing, a bit too much for her small body to handle. She could feel him pushing harder and harder, his cock stretching her to her limits. He was going to cum any second now.
"Fuck, you're going to get pregnant, and I'm going to make sure of it!" Mark grunted, his voice thick with lust as he felt his climax approaching. He could feel his balls tightening, preparing to unleash his seed into her unwilling womb.
And then with one final thrust, Mark's cock erupted deep inside Vyla's tight pussy, filling her with his hot, thick cum.
"FUCK!" He roared with triumph as he emptied himself into her, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. He could feel his cock shooting into her, coating her insides with his seed, filling her up.
Vyla's body convulsed around him as she felt the hot, sticky liquid fill her up. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she lay there, defeated. The thought of carrying Mark's child was almost too much to bear, but she knew her fate was sealed. Both she and he knew that he had just gotten her pregnant.
Mark slowly pulled out his cock from the fairy's bloodied pussy, a sense of triumph washing over him. He watched with satisfaction as cum and blood dripped out of her, staining the already soiled straw bed beneath them. Vyla lay there, her breaths shallow and her body trembling, her eyes vacant as she processed the trauma of her brutal violation.
"Man that felt good!" Mark exclaimed as he stepped back, admiring his handiwork. Vyla's once tight pussy was now gaping and red. "Ready for round 2?" He asked, not bothering to hide his excitement.
She could feel the warmth of Mark's seed inside her womb, the proof of his victory. Mark, on the other hand, was still panting, his cock still half-erect, covered in a mix of blood and cum.
Vyla didn't have the energy to react to hearing Mark wanted more, all the little fairy could do was lay there, her body bruised and her spirit broken. This is why she hated human boys Mark's age, they always have so much energy, they can cum again and again. It was always more trouble than she cared to deal with.
Mark grabbed the fairy's ankles and flipped her onto her stomach, his cock still semi-hard. He didn't care if she was hurt, all that mattered was his pleasure. He slapped her ass, leaving a red handprint that stood out against her pale skin. "Get ready, slut!" He murmured, his voice low and menacing.
Vyla's body went rigid with fear as she felt Mark's weight settle over her once again. She couldn't believe he was going to do this again. Her pussy was already in agony, and she knew that taking his massive 8 inches long cock again would be unbearable. But she had no choice, she was his property for the night.
Mark put his weight on Vyla's body as he thrusted into her again, his cock sliding back into her ripped pussy without much resistance. He could feel the blood and cum mixing inside her, and it only served to make him more excited. He grabbed a fistful of her fiery hair and pulled her head back, forcing her to look at him.
"You're going to scream for me, aren't you?" He taunted, his teeth clenched in pleasure as he felt her tighten around him again.
Vyla could only whimper in response, her voice hoarse from her earlier screams. She didn't have the strength to fight back anymore, her body feeling like it had been through a meat grinder.
Mark took her lack of protest as an invitation and plunged into her again and again, harder and harder, his cock slick with their mixed juices. He pounded into her, his hips slapping against her bruised ass cheeks with a sickening sound that seemed to echo in the small room.
Vyla's face was buried in the straw, muffling her sobs, as she felt her body betray her with each thrust, her pussy clenching around his cock despite the pain. Her fairy magic was useless against the human's brute strength, and she could do nothing but endure this.
"Take it, you little whore! Take all of it!" Mark snarled, his grip on her hair tightening as he pounded into her. Vyla felt her body begin to give out, the pain too much to handle. Her cervix was bruised and sore from the constant battering, but she had no choice but to endure it. She could feel him growing harder, his breaths becoming more ragged. He was going to cum again, and she knew what that meant for her.
With a final, violent thrust, Mark reached his peak and filled Vyla's torn pussy with another hot load of his cum. He pulled out, his cock glistening with a mix of their fluids. The fairy's body trembled beneath him. "Look at the mess you've made..." Mark sneered, gesturing to the blood and semen staining the straw.
And so, Mark spent the rest of his day impregnating a fairy inside Hope's Haven. It was a fun day for him, a day that soon came to an end.
The next day in Hope's Haven...
"Hmm, I better head towards the guild, I sure made them wait..." Mark spoke, thinking of his party, as he made his way out of 'The Sword's Embrace', his mind full of intense pleasure of conquering the innocent fairy yesterday.
It was his first time fucking a fairy, and something told him it would be a night he'll never forget. If he ever had a book written about him after he slays the demon lord, Mark already has plans to make the writer go into detail about that night.
"...Anyway, back to reality! I should get going. The guild is right over there." Mark reminded himself.
The guild was a place where many parties trying to stand up to the demon lord gather, it was a place where people also sometimes put up their quests in hopes a hero would come and accept them. Not every town had a guild such as this, but thankfully Hope's Haven had one.
Inside the guild, Mark saw all types of parties. While most people inside were human, you do find some from different races here and there. He even saw few men with freshly bought slaves from the place he spent the night at. Mark even saw one man in his mid 20s who seems to have bought 3 female elf slaves, all of them looked barely 14, their eyes filled with fear and pain. Mark could see one of them rubbing her belly, perhaps still feeling the cum her new owner left inside of her.
Mark did consider buying Vyla, but the old man told him that she was not for sale, she was just for breeding purposes. Fairies are very rare after all, so selling her off would hurt the business. Perhaps had he went for an elf or another human he would had been able to buy a slave, but that's something he'll keep in mind for next time.
And honestly, he was fine with this. He had plans to visit Vyla again and fill her up with his cum until she couldn't take anymore if he ever found himself in the area for whatever reason.
"Mark! There you are!" A familiar voice called out, jolting Mark out of his perverse daydreams.
He turned to see a young woman, 17 years old, with a sword at her side approaching him in full speed. Her blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail, and her eyes were a piercing blue. It was his older sister. "Come here, you!" She ran up to him, giving him a tight hug that made him flinch.
"H-Hey! Calm down, sis, people are staring!" Mark stuttered, his cheeks flushing as he tried to compose himself. He could hear some men whisper things along the line of 'What a lucky bastard!' and such.
"So what? Let them stare! Let them know how much I love my baby brother!" His sister exclaimed, her embrace tightening around him, his face right in her large boobs.
"Maria, seriously! Let me go!" Mark protested, his cheeks burning with embarrassment as he managed to free himself from her tight grasp.
Maria's eyes lingered on Mark's flustered expression, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She had noticed the way he looked at the young elf slaves earlier, the hunger in his gaze. "I see you're still not satisfied even after a whole night in that brothel! Oh, young boys these days!"
Her voice was teasing, but Mark could feel the heat in her words.
Mark and Maria were siblings by blood, but they did things siblings shouldn't do... And Mark was proud of it! Maria has let him fuck her ever since he hit puberty and discovered how good sex feels.
Her huge amount of love for him was both a blessing for the guy, but also a curse sometimes as she can get needy, such as now. She clearly wants to do it, and there is rooms upstairs in the guild building for people to use for such a thing, but was now really the right time? Mark wasn't sure.
"Er, Maria, where is Elena?" Mark asked about their final party member, hoping to change the subject. But his sister's eyes remained locked on his, her pupils dilated with lust.
"She's out on some mission, to kill some monster around the area or something, that stupid girl! But who cares about her!" Maria said, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. She leaned closer to Mark, her breath hot against his ear. "What matters is that we're alone together. And I can tell you need it. I can see it in your eyes." She purred, her hand sliding down to his crotch.
"...On a quest?... Alone? Shouldn't we go help her? She's... She's... Only 12, after all...." Mark said, his voice cracking slightly as he felt Maria's hand cup his still hard cock through his pants.
"Well, I suppose we can go help her, but you also can fuck me instead..." Maria said, her hand still caressing Mark's cock. She couldn't help but giggle, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She could tell she was putting her baby brother on the spot, which she thought of as punishment for visiting that dirty brothel when he could had went to her instead.
Mark had to decide on what to do.
Elena was a smart girl, she wouldn't take on a challenge she couldn't handle most of the time, but she also wasn't the strongest. There is always a chance she might need the help in the case she was caught by surprise, Mark thought, but at the same time his cock was telling him to let Elena handle herself for now and just go ahead and fuck Maria. They'll just go check on Elena if she hasn't returned by then later.
His brain was telling him one thing, while his manhood was telling him another...
In the end, Mark decided to think with his brain. He'll always have time to fuck his older sister later anyway.
"Let's... Let's go to Elena. I worry for her all on her own." Mark managed to say, his voice firm despite the distraction of his sister's hand still cupping his cock. "She WAS given to our care after all, it would be a horrible look for us if we let her get hurt..."
Maria rolled her eyes, feigned a pout, and removed her hand from Mark's crotch, but the smirk on her face said she knew she'd get her way eventually. "Fine, fine, but I expect a reward when we get back!" She whispered, her breath a warm promise in his ear. "Now, let's go save your little crush before she gets herself into trouble she can't handle."
"She's NOT my little crush!" Mark protested, while Maria just chuckled. If there is one thing certain about Maria is that she loved to tease her baby brother.
And so, the two made their way out of Hope's Haven, the town's gates getting smaller and smaller behind them. The air was thick with tension as they ventured into the outskirts, where the monsters were known to lurk, waiting for unsuspecting prey.
It is said these monsters only started showing up after the Demon Lord has awoke. These monsters are just another reason, out of the many reasons, to kill that Demon Lord for good.
Maria led the way, while Mark was right behind her, his sword ready for the attack at his side. Luckily they didn't have to walk far to reach the outskirts of the town. Soon enough, they found themselves in a small clearing where they heard the distant sound of battle.
"She's over there!" Mark exclaimed, pointing towards the direction of the noise. They sprinted through the dense foliage, their footsteps heavy against the damp earth as they approached the clearing where the battle was unfolding.
There they saw it, Elena with her back against a tree, her bow drawn and ready to shoot. She was surrounded by a pack of 3 snarling, twisted creatures that looked like a perverse blend of dog and man, their eyes glowing with malice.
Each had claws as sharp as swords and teeth that dripped with saliva. The girl was no more than a slip of a thing, her blonde hair flying wildly around her face as she took aim at the nearest monster, her breaths coming in short, panicked gasps.
"Elena!" Mark yelled as he saw the dire situation she was in. The sound of his voice seemed to give her a brief moment of relief, but the creatures had noticed their presence now.
Maria, without missing a beat, drew her sword with a grace. She charged into the clearing, her blade slicing through the first creature's neck with a wet, sickening crunch. The beast's head went rolling away, and its body crumpled to the ground, lifeless.
"Can't believe I have to save that stupid girl, gosh..." Maria grumbled under her breath, but Mark could tell she was actually worried for their young companion.
Mark did his best and slashed at the creature with his sword, causing the monster known as a 'Gnoll' to fall down, dead.
The third and final creature took a swipe at him, but he dodged and managed to plunge his sword into its side. The Gnoll howled in pain, but before it could recover, Mark pulled his sword free and brought it down in an arc, severing its spine and dropping it to the ground, writhing in its death throes.
...And so all the monsters were dead. The party took a minute to catch their breath.
"Mark, you came for me!" Elena ran up to Mark, giving him a tight hug. "Thank you, I was so scared!" She clung to him, her voice trembling with fear and relief.
Elena was a 12 years old girl with blond hair and golden eyes. Despite her youth, she had a fiery spirit. She was a skilled archer, having picked up the bow from a young age, and her aim was true. But even she had her limits when it came to facing the horrors that had been unleashed by the demon lord.
"What were you thinking coming here on this quest alone?!" Mark snapped at Elena, his fear and anger mixing in his voice as he held her at arm's length, inspecting her for injuries. Her eyes watered slightly, but she held her ground.
"I thought.... The quest said there was only one Gnoll around, so I thought it would be fine for me to handle it on my own..." Elena said, her voice quivering. Mark couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness. She was a sweet, cute, young archer, who just like his older sister, was all over him the moment she saw him.
Both he and Maria can tell she has a thing for Mark. The boy does find her cute, and he wouldn't mind sleeping with her, but he's pretty sure she's still a virgin, and he's not sure if he wants to be the one to take that from her. At least not yet.
"Oh, your arm! It's injured!" Maria exclaimed, her voice filled with concern as she noticed the scratch marks on Elena's skin. "You could have been killed, silly girl!" She scolded, her grip on Elena's arm tightening slightly. "If you died, Mark and I would be in so much trouble!"
Elena pulled away and looked down at her arm, wincing slightly at the pain. "It's just a scratch, really..." She said, trying to play it off, but her voice was shaky, and her eyes were filled with unshed tears.
But before Mark could say anything, a soft voice cut through the tension. "Let me take a look at that."
They turned to see a woman, probably in her late twenties, emerging from the trees. She was dressed in simple traveler's clothes, but there was an air of serenity about her that seemed to make the very air around her calmer.
Her hair was a deep shade of brown, pulled back into a neat bun. She was beautiful, Mark thought, with a kind of grace that seemed out of place in such a violent world.
The beautiful woman approached Elena with a gentle smile. She was tall and slender, with curves that suggested she had been blessed by the gods themselves. "Let me see..."She murmured as she brought her hand closer to the girl's injured arm. Her eyes closed and a soft glow began to emanate from her fingertips, which she placed lightly on the bloody scratches.
The wounds started to close before their very eyes. It was a sight to behold, something that neither Mark nor Elena had ever seen before. They watched in awe as the woman worked her magic.
"The pain... It's gone!" Elena let out, her voice filled with wonder and relief as the woman removed her glowing hand from her arm. The wounds had closed completely, leaving behind unblemished skin as if the attack had never occurred.
Not wanting to stay out in the open like this, the four made their way back to Hope's Haven, where they had a long talk inside the guild house.
"Healing magic?! That's... That's something you don't see everyday." Maria said in amazement, her eyes never leaving the beautiful woman who had introduced herself as Selene.
Mark couldn't take his eyes off of her boobs, which bounced each time she walked.
"I saw how you two came to save your young friend over there. I must say, that was very heroic of you." Selene said, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she glanced over at Mark and Maria. Despite her teasing tone, her words were genuine.
"T-Thank you, Selene. We couldn't just leave her out there alone." Mark said, his eyes still lingering on her chest.
"Yes, thank you so much for healing me!" Elena added. "It's my first time seeing healing magic!"
The woman chuckled. "It's no problem, really. I was just passing by when I heard the commotion. I couldn't just stand by and do nothing." She said, her eyes meeting Mark's gaze and holding it for a moment, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "So are the 3 of you heading north?"
Maria nodded. "Yeah, we're going to the town of Silvermoon up north. We heard there's a bounty on a pack of orcs that's been causing a lot trouble there." She said, her eyes gleaming with excitement at the prospect of battle.
"Oh, what are the chances? I'm heading in that direction as well." Selene said, her voice still carrying that hint of amusement. "Perhaps we could travel together for a while? It is dangerous for a woman to travel on her own these days after all."
Mark felt as if Selene was fine on own, but was making this offer more for them and less for her. He couldn't shake the feeling that she had some other motive behind her gentle smile, but he didn't feel like he had right to question her.
"I mean... I- We'd love to have you, Selene!" Mark stuttered, his voice thick with excitement and a hint of lust. The idea of traveling with such a stunningly beautiful woman was almost too much for his young mind to handle.
"Hey! Shouldn't you ask for my opinion first?" Maria interrupted, raising an eyebrow.
"I want her to come with us too..." Elena whispered, her eyes sparkling with admiration for Selene.
And so, by a vote of 2 to 1, Selene was accepted to join the party on their way to Silvermoon.
Selene's gaze drifted from Mark to Elena before landing back on Mark. She tilted her head slightly, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "It seems you all have quite the journey ahead of you..." She said, her voice trailing off as if she knew something they didn't. "But fear not, I will be your guardian angel."
They didn't know much about her, nor did she know much about them, and yet there was something that made Selene seem like a perfect fit for their little group of misfits.
Later in the day... They decided to spend the night in Hope's Haven, and then set out towards Silvermoon tomorrow morning. The problem was now is who should Mark sleep with?
"Gosh, all 3 of them are so fuckable!" Mark thought to himself, his mind racing with indecision as he lay in his own room at the local inn. His hand unconsciously stroked his cock through his pants as he imagined each of the girls in turn.
First there was Maria, his older sister, who had been flirting with him since they were kids. She had always been a bit of a tease, and Mark knew that she wouldn't hesitate to let him fuck her if he asked. He knows she wants a 'reward' for helping him save Elena earlier as well.
Then there were Elena, the young 12 years old girl who's clearly crushing on him. She's been eyeing him ever since they met, and even though Mark felt guilty about it, he couldn't help but get aroused by her innocent, yet eager gaze. Her tiny frame only turns him on more.
And lastly, there were Selene, the mysterious healer who had joined them. Her mature beauty was a stark contrast to the youthfulness of the other two, and the way she had looked at him earlier had made his cock throb with anticipation. He was sure she was asking him to come over at night with the way she was staring at him.
"Who's room should I pay a visit? I suppose I can also visit 'The Sword's Embrace' brothel again if I want... This might be my last day in this town for a while after all."
In the end, Mark's mind (or it's more accurate to say his dick) made the decision for him.
"Maria DOES want a reward..." Mark mused, his hand still caressing his erection through his pants. In that moment, he wanted her as much as she wanted him. They were siblings, so he wasn't sure how open he should be about the fact he fucks his older sister, but in moments like these he couldn't care less.
With a determined look on his face, Mark stood up from his bed and quietly made his way out of his room. The hallway was dimly lit by the flickering candles on the walls, their shadows dancing around him as he walked towards Maria's door.
He took a deep breath and knocked softly, his heart racing in his chest. The door opened almost immediately, revealing his sister standing there with a knowing smile. She was dressed in a thin nightgown that clung to her curves, leaving little to the imagination. Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she stepped aside, allowing him to enter.
"I was waiting for you, you know!" Maria whispered, her voice low and seductive. She stepped closer to Mark, her hand reaching up to cup his cheek.
"Sorry for making you wait, sis!" Mark couldn't tell her he considered going to Elena or Selene's rooms instead.
Maria stepped closer to Mark, her breasts brushing against his chest. He could feel the heat of her body, and his cock responded with a twitch. "Take your clothes off..." She whispered, her lustful eyes never leaving his.
Mark didn't need any more encouragement. He quickly shed away his pants and shirt, his 8 inches long cock springing free as if it had been waiting for this moment. Maria's gaze fell to his cock, and she licked her lips, her eyes glinting with hunger. It was strange, but seeing how large her young brother's cock was always made her feel proud.
Maria pushed Mark onto the bed, her own nightgown dropping to the floor. "Gosh I've been wanting this ALL day..." She murmured, her voice full of desire.
Mark nodded, his eyes hungrily devouring his sister's naked body. She had always been attractive, but in the inn's room light, her skin looked almost ethereal. She was a thing of beauty... which he wanted to fuck. Fuck so hard until she couldn't walk straight the next morning.
Maria knelt down near her brother, Mark's manhood nearly as large as her her face. She licked her lips and wrapped her hand around the thick base of his cock, stroking him gently. From the many girls and women Mark has been with, not many are as good at handling his size like his sister.
"Open wide, sis!" Mark demanded, his voice thick with lust. Without hesitation, she did as she was told, her mouth stretching wide around his girth. "I want to fuck that slutty throat of yours!"
Maria complied, her eyes fluttering shut as she felt the tip of his cock press against her throat. She took a deep breath, savoring the sensation of his shaft sliding in, filling her completely. She knew her brother was large, but the feeling of his length in her throat was something she had always craved. It was a delicious mix of pain and pleasure, one she had grown to love over the years.
"Mmmmh, yes, just like that! Keep sucking it!!" Mark groaned as he felt his sister's throat muscles constrict around his cock. She was taking almost all of his length, which was a feat even for her.
Maria's eyes watered and her cheeks hollowed as she tried to deep-throat him. Despite her gag reflex kicking in, she took him deeper, her tongue playing along the underside of his cock as it slid in and out of her throat.
Mark's hands tightened in her hair, guiding her movements as he thrust into her mouth with increasing speed. The sound of wet, sloppy sucking filled the room, punctuated by the occasional gag and moan from his sister.
"MPHH!" Maria's muffled sounds of pleasure filled the room as Mark's cock pummeled her throat without any mercy. He watched with a mix of pride and arousal as her cheeks puffed out and her eyes watered around his girth. Her saliva dripped down onto her chin, and onto her breasts, which bounced with each rough thrust.
She was the older sister he loved, but right now she was just the slut who was going to take his entire length down her throat. He watched her eyes bulge slightly with every push, and it made his cock throb even harder. He was sure had Maria not had years of practice on his cock, she wouldn't had been able to keep up like this, but she was a champ.
Meanwhile the manly smell of Mark's cock was making Maria's pussy wetter and wetter. She hadn't had it in days, and the idea of her brother's thick member filling her up again was driving her wild. She gagged and coughed around him, her throat taking in as much of his length as she could handle.
She knew he liked it rough, and she was eager to please. She's always willing to whore herself up if it was for her baby brother's sake. It's not that she's into younger boys, she's just into her brother, and his huge cock.
Maria's eyes bulged as Mark's cock slammed into her throat, but she didn't fight it. Instead, she pushed her head forward, taking more and more of him with every gagging moan. She felt a thrill with each deep thrust, her body responding to the power he had over her in this moment.
Her hand slipped down to her wet pussy, her fingers finding their way inside her, moving in time with Mark's thrusts. She was so wet, so ready for him.
"Your throat is about to make me cum!" Mark growled, his breath heavy with desire as he watched the of his sister's head bobbing up and down on his cock.
Maria's eyes rolled back with pleasure, she couldn't wait to have a taste of her brother's seed. She had been dreaming about this moment all day, thinking about his cock sliding into her throat, filling her mouth with his hot cum. Her pussy was aching for it.
"...Here..it comes!!" Mark shouted as he felt the warmth of his climax approaching. His body tensed, and with a final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself into her throat.
Maria's eyes went wide as she swallowed around him, trying to take every drop of his cum greedily. She really loved the taste of his cum, it was her favorite dessert.
"Fuckkkk!" Mark roared, the pleasure of his release shaking his entire body as he filled her mouth with his hot, sticky seed. His grip on her hair tightened, holding her in place as he pumped the last few spurts down her throat. "Just like that! Drink all of it, you slut!"
Maria's eyes watered as she swallowed every drop, her throat working to accommodate the deluge of cum. She gasped for air once he had finished, her eyes looking up at him with a mix of adoration and satisfaction. Mark's cock, still hard, slipped from her mouth, leaving a trail of cum on her chin and down her neck.
She started licking it, showing she still wanted more of her brother's meat, and it just so happens Mark's cock wanted more of the girl as well.
"That was so good... SO good... Now if only you'll let me cum inside you, Maria..." Mark groaned, his cock still hard and pulsing with need. He knew he shouldn't be this hungry for more, but something about his sister's submission always brought out the beast in him.
"Now now, Mark. You know that's a bad idea... I mean, it's not a good idea for siblings to make a baby, you know!" She teased him as she continued to lick his cock, her voice filled with the same excitement she had when they first started doing it.
Even though Maria allowed Mark to fuck her whenever he wanted, however he wanted, the one thing she always objected too was allowing him to cum inside.
In his younger days, back when she took his virginity, he didn't mind, but the older he gets, and the more other women allow him too (or in some cases Mark allows himself) to leave his hot seed inside their wombs, the more he craved it with her too.
Ignoring her tease, Mark grabbed her by the waist, pulling her up onto the bed and flipping her onto her stomach. He positioned himself behind her, his 8 inches long cock slick with her spit and his cum. "You know you want it too, don't play coy with me!" He said, his voice a low growl as he nudged his cock against her wet pussy.
Maria's cheeks flushed, but she didn't protest. She knew Mark was right, she had been craving his cock all day. She spread her legs wider, her pussy glistening with arousal.
"Gosh, what a whore my big sis turned out to be... Oh well, at least you're MY whore!" Mark said right before slamming his cock inside her wet, welcoming pussy without any warning.
"AHH!" Maria let out a scream, feeling her brother's thick cock tearing through her pussy. The feeling was so overwhelming, the 17 years old girl was not sure she could ever get used to it.
Mark didn't care about her protests, his need was too great. He started pumping into her hard and fast, his balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. The room was filled with the sound of skin on skin, and the wetness of her pussy gripping his cock like a vice.
It felt so good inside of her, Mark felt as if his dick had found its true home. As if his sister came to this world so she could welcome his manhood inside her.
He slammed into her mercilessly, each thrust pushing her further into the straw filled mattress. The bed groaned in protest as the siblings' bodies collided again and again. Mark could feel his dick hitting her cervix, and each time it did, a jolt of pleasure shot through his body.
"Fuck! It feels so good inside of you, big sis! What a slutty little pussy you have!" Mark grunted as he pounded into her. The sound of their flesh colliding and her whimpers of pleasure were music to his ears. He enjoyed knowing how he can turn his talented and smart big sister into a whore through his cock.
"So deep!.... Ah! Mark, you're- AH! You're going too fas- AHHH" Maria's muffled cries were music to Mark's ears. He felt like a god, taking his sister's pussy like it was made just for him, which in his mind, it was. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pounded away, watching her ass jiggle with every thrust.
"Stupid slut! You wanted my cock all day, didn't you?! Here! Take it! Take all of it!" Mark roared, his thrusts becoming even more intense as he felt his orgasm approaching.
Maria's body was trembling beneath him, her moans of pleasure mixing with the occasional grunt of pain. Despite her earlier protests, she loved feeling ever inch of her brother's cock deep inside her. Her pussy was soaking wet, and with every thrust, he could feel her walls tightening around him.
Mark leaned over her, "You're mine, sis!" He murmured, his voice low and possessive. "MINE to fuck whenever I want!"
Maria could only whimper and nod as she felt her body being used like a ragdoll. The pleasure was unbearable, her pussy was stretched to its limits as Mark's massive cock invaded her depths without mercy. It was a mix of pain and pleasure, and she had come to crave it every night.
She knew she wasn't behaving how an older sister should behave, but truth to be told she couldn't care less! She felt her body responding to her brother's roughness, her pussy clenching around his shaft like a fist with each brutal thrust. It was as if her body had been waiting all day for this moment.
Mark on the other hand felt as if he was getting closer and closer to cumming, and for better or worst he couldn't stop thinking about how much he wanted to breed Maria.
"Sis, I'm about to cum! I'm going to cum inside, okay?" Mark groaned, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his orgasm. The young 14 years old boy was reaching his limit.
"W...Wha? N-No, NO, Mark! Not....AH! Not insid-" Her protests were cut off as Mark ignored her and pushed in deeper, his thick cock stretching her pussy to the point she thought she'd split in two. But she knew her brother too well, and she knew that once he had that look in his eyes, he wasn't going to stop until he was done with her, and she didn't want to admit it, but part of her did crave to have him cum deep inside of her, even if she knows its a bad idea.
Mark had to decide quickly on what to do. He didn't have much time.
"Do I breed this whore or not!?" Mark mused to himself, his cock pulsing with anticipation. His older sister was at his mercy right now.