Applied Screwing

Ciri entered the tavern, she had a frustrating day, was tracking a beast and just when she thought she had the son of a bitch and was prepare to have a fight, he manages to tack tail and run away. She was pump up full of adrenaline for a fight that never happen and it never find it release.

 

Looking for some amusement and something to let her hair down and distract her from her aborted hunt, Ciri survey the crowd when she spotted a familiar face.

 

"Yarpen Zigrin, it been some time since we meet each other"

 

The dwarf raised his head to her, the last time she met him she was just a snotty thirteen year old kid. If he was surprise to see her after all those years he didn't show it, except for a short lustful look at her chest and her deep cleavage, any other woman might not have notice, but Ciri was a Witcher, she was trained at Kaer Morhen to be hyper aware of her surroundings.

 

"Indeed, it was long time since the last time we met" Yarpen gestured to the chair beside him in his empty table "Why don't you join me for a drink and we could chat, girl?"

 

Ciri took him on his offer, in the next hour Yarpen tell her about his life since the time they share a caravan transporting good for King Henselt, he fought for the North to repel the second and third Nilfgaard invasion, at the end of the last war he decide to retire from his service to the King Henselt, preferring the more safer job of escorting merchant caravans. Now, he was waiting for the other members of his company who should arrive in the coming days.

 

Ciri on her part told him on her adventures in Gors Velen, her flight from both the Nilfgaardians and Vilgefortz, while telling this she perch her dry throat with some Mahakaman mead, in fact a lot of Mahakaman mead.

 

At some point of their conversation Ciri decided that she will finish this rather pleasant evening in Yarpen bed. Some of this was the mead which went to her head, some of this was the need to let off steam after she failed to nab her beast, but mostly she was incredibly horny due to it being months since she got a good ploughing.

 

"So, speaking of the old days" Ciri try to put her most slutty and seductive voice, "might we continue our conversation about screwing?"

 

Her hand went beneath the table and she started to fondle Yarpen in the groin region.

 

"Might you further explain the concept? Or better yet personally demonstrate it?"

 

Her hand reached his dick and started to feel it through the fabric of his breeches, it was stiff and getting harder, Yarpen defiantly getting aroused.

 

"I would like to test the famous dwarf stamina first hand, if it really true that you could spill your seed at a lass several times without tiring? And if dwarf men are really that thick to stretch most human women?"

 

The lust on Yarpen face (and cock) was obvious, nevertheless, predictively he tried to reject her.

"Listen lass, if it was just up to me and only the two of us ---"

 

Ciri cut him off as she knew what he's going to tell.

 

"But it is just the two of us Yarpen, do you see Geralt here? Or think likely that he would pop up to visit during our act? And let me assure you, I'm defiantly didn't share the details of my sex like with my former guardian"

 

Yarpen seem to consider this, but only for a very short time before his horniness won him over.

 

"Let go to my room"

 

Ciri smiled and started following him, 'human, elf or dwarf, men are all the same – always thinking with their dick' she thought.

 

As they went to Yarpen's room, his eagerness became more and more apparent, much shorter than Ciri – his head only reached her chest, which didn't stop him from sending his wandering hands beneath her blouse to feel her breasts or grope her ass through her tight leather pants.

 

'Assuring him that Geralt is out of the picture really fired up his enthusiasm' Ciri chuckled to herself as the finally arrive to his bedroom.

 

Ciri sat on her bed so she and Yarpen would be on equal levels, they began to kiss – experience she found somewhat odd since she usually didn't kissed men with beards, certainly not with such a long and bushy ones. Yarpen on his part marvel at Ciri smooth face, so unlike a dwarf woman.

 

Yarpen wasted no time, as they were kissing he began to take off Ciri's blouse and then her bra, so now he could give the proper attention to her breasts.

 

Yarpen marvel at his first sight of her naked breasts, with his two hands he gave them a good squeeze – they weren't as large as a dwarf woman but they were much softer. He began to knead her breasts, and then lightly slapping them – so they jiggle.

 

"So soft to touch and play" Yarpen still marvel at them.

 

Next the dwarf went south, he got Ciri out of her pants, he could smell her arousal, but even without his dwarven nose it was apparent as her panties was soaking wet.

 

Gently he removed her underwear, and took a look at her well-trimmed bush – which the same ashen color as her hair and glistering cunt, waiting with anticipation for him.

 

Yarpen took a lick with is tongue, the taste of his young human lover was heavenly, he heard Ciri moan and took it as a sign of approval to continue, and started to comprehensively, explore her cunt with his tongue.

 

When he had his fill, he began to prepare to the evening main course, he had one finger inside her, then two and then three, fucking her pussy with his hand to get her loose for his cock.

 

Yarpen pull down his breeches, and stroked his stone hard erected member.

 

"Get ready lass" Yarpen position himself at Ciri's entrance "You about to get your first dwarven dick, and get a ploughing like never before".

 

He plunged into her, and despite all his licking and fingering Ciri was still tight, but slowly, inch by inch, he stretched her as he went inside, until he entire length was in.

Yarpen fucked many women in his day, dwarven, human, halfling, even a few elves (the stuck up bitches was happy to get his dick despite their attitude), but it never felt to him as good as he had now, bury deep into the young witcher, his cock surrounded by her cunt.

 

"Fuck, you human sluts are always tight for a real man cock"

 

Yarpen pull out, only to then slam again into her. He began to find his rhythm – pull out and then all way in. Nothing existed in the world for him at that time beside the moans of his human lover, the sound as he entered her and slammed his balls into her cunt as his member way swallowing in her, and above all the heavenly feeling of Ciri's pussy.

 

"Pull out"

 

Ciri's words registered in him beyond the haze of fucking, curious Yarpen pull out him dick from the warmth of her cunt. Ciri grab his cock, glistering from her juices, and started jerking it.

 

It didn't take much time for him to cum, then Ciri spread his seed over her pubic hair and vulva lips, Yarpen could only smile, as his young lover marked herself with his spank, he didn't think it was possible was he was even more aroused now.

 

"Flip over lass, I want to plough you as a dog plough his bitch"

 

Ciri turn around, and stand of her hand and knees, sticking her ass and presented her cunt for Yarpen's pleasure.

 

He hopped on behind her on the bed, "Now my little human slut" he roughly pulled her "We can begin with the real fucking".

 

This time Yarpen was gentle, he immediately entered into her, and started fucking her gorgeous cunt with an increased gusto. Ciri moaned part in pain and part in pleasure and excitement of being treated like a two crown whore.

 

Yarpen panted quicker and quicker and his rutting into Ciri slit began to become more and more erratic, he finally push all the way in one last time and exploded inside her in one of his most powerful orgasm.

 

"By Melitele's tits! This was one of the best ploughing I ever had"

 

Ciri turn her hand to look at him, she was sweaty and disheveled but had a big silly grin on her face, like a woman who just got the best fucking session in her life.

 

Yarpen admire his handy work, Ciri was still in the doggy position, his semen slowly dripping from her cunt over the tavern cheap sheets, and he was rubbing his still erected cock and then he knew what was missing.

"GAH!"

 

Ciri cried as Yarpen smacked her arse, taking pleasure to see her cheeks jiggle and the cum from her cunt dripping faster due to the vibration.

 

" AAGH! AAGH! AAGH! FUCK!"

 

Ciri continue to cry in both pain and pleasure as Yarpen gave her two arse cheeks half a dozen hits between them, making them red.

 

However, the evening wasn't over yet and Yarpen dick was still very much erected and ready to shoot his last batch from him balls.

"Lassie, you being such a terrific slut, that you deserve a special reward", Yarpen gestured for to the floor in front of him.

 

Ciri took her position on the floor, with smile Yarpen notice the trouble sitting her arse gave her.

 

He smacked her face lightly with his dick, smearing it with their mixed juices, then Ciri took him with her mouth, Yarpen hand went to her head as he forced his entire length inside her throat, holding her in place as she pleasures him with her tongue.

 

He released her, and Ciri began to bob him, her tongue circling the tip of his dick like the truly experience cock sucker slut Ciri turn out to be.

 

Yarpen pull and Ciri took his testicles in her mouth, her tongue licking his balls, his cock lay on her face as she pleasuring him. He was very close to relese.

 

"FUCK!"

 

Yarpen cum, getting his semen in her hair, Ciri quickly retracted his balls from her mouth and open it to receive directly his spank.

 

Some of it landed in her open mouth, but much more were ended up covering her face and soft tits, it was one of the most potent batch that Yarpen ever cum.

 

Panting, Yarpen admired his handy work, the fearsome young female witcher was sitting in front of him submissively, naked, almost all of her body was covered with his spank.

 

The collected his work with his hands.

 

"By Melitele's tits, that was incredible!" Ciri hungrily licked the cum from his fingers "There are still several days until the gang would be all here, maybe even as long as a week, why! You can even join the caravan convoy, we could always use extra sword hands".

 

Yarpen gave her a lusty look as Ciri continue to suck his fingers clean of semen, leaving no doubt what kind of swords he meant for her to handle.

 

And they both were certain this isn't the last night they will spend together.