Aaralon was extremely pleased with his success. No doubt his return to the college would be an easy task, if he kept up with his progress. A few more heroic deeds, and he was good to go.
The necromancer-controlled girl, whose named was Yggdra, agreed to follow Aaralon and do his bidding, for she had no place to go anyway. The town hailed him as a hero and threw him a great celebration in the tavern.
By the time he got to his room in the inn, Aaralon was dead drunk and had arms around two lovely ladies, with two more following behind, not to mention Yggdra.
"This hasta be the best thing I've ever done," he said while fondling a village girl he had just met, cupping her soft breasts in his hands. "I needa save more villagesif they're allsho fond of heroes."
He sat down on the bed surrounded by girls who were stripping naked as he spoke. The cute brunette he was feeling up helped him undress, and his long hard erection was soon free of its restraints. A pair of hands reached from behind to grasp it, stroking it with light touches. From both sides, the girls squeezed him in between them, all soft flesh and warm bodies. Aaralon was spoiled for choice.
The brunette knelt down in front of him and swallowed his long cock in one go. He felt it brush past her tongue and venture deeper until it slid into her throat. The girl was obviously skilled at this technique, for she neither gagged nor even showed the slightest bit of discomfort. She simply fucked him with her throat, pulling it out from time to time to draw breath before continuing.
The girls pushed him down onto the bed. He was suddenly faced with a hairy pussy that smothered his mouth. Happily he obliged, licking the slit with his tongue and burying his face into the warmth. His hands were also touching something soft of one of the girls; he didn't care anymore, Aaralon's senses were being overloaded with pleasure.
The throat fuck was soon replaced with the unmistakable penetration of a vagina, although Aaralon had no idea who it was. While being smothered by the pussy, his cock was being milked by one of the girls. Her movements were wild and vigorous; were it not for his alcohol intoxicated state he would have long blew his load.
A sudden gush of warm liquid splashed on his face. The girl mounting him must have came, and she collapsed to one side, tired from the orgasm. Aaralon was given no respite, however, when the next girl mounted him again. The furious pounding his cock was taken proved to be too much, and he came inside the girl's pussy. It felt blissfully wonderful, and the girl only realized it when his cock began to grow limp. The overwhelming orgasm took out the last vestiges of consciousness he had left, and simply drifted into sleep. Aaralon wished he had not drunk so much ale during the party.
He woke up the next day in bed, surrounded by four naked girls, smelling of sweat and other more intimate liquids. It was a sight he had never thought would witness in reality. Yggdra was no where to be seen.
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