Goblin Warrens 6 - Goblin Magic

Hello my pervy friends.  It's been awhile but I decided it was time to write another addition to the Goblin Warrens series.  It seems a lot of you liked it already, so, I figured I would reward you with the uncensored cover.  I hope that you like it.  My art skills are slowly getting better and better the more of these I make.  Take a peek of the story below.  I won't mind ;).

Goblin Warrens – 6

It had been a long day, one filled with dusty roads and steep hills.  Aura wasn’t sure why she had decided to come along.  It wasn’t about the money, as she came from several lines of elven nobility and therefore had ample access to funds.  The Queen had put up the posters asking for a call to arms against a potential goblin incursion.  The posters were fairly vague without giving much detail as to how many goblins the kingdom was under threat by, or where they were coming from.  They had to guess the hills, since that is where a lot of caves naturally formed.  Goblins love caves. 

Aura had long platinum hair, violet eyes, smooth creamy skin and a tight petite frame.  She sat on her knees next to the fire, as she ran her hand over her crescent moon staff muttering incantations over her staff.  It was a means to ensure she had the right spells memorized for whenever their group may ran into trouble.  She wore a white dress that hugged her hips, then tapered down into a long strand of fabric that draped between her legs and covered her behind.  Her breasts were held up by a crisscross fabric that left little to the imagination.  The fabric was thin enough where her nipples showed. 

Kel, a red headed gnome, stood near her tending to an iron pot on that hung over the fire.  She was cooking some concoction that involved dried rations, a variety of herbs, and some potatoes she found growing wild – all simmering in a gravy-like broth.  It didn’t smell half bad.  Kel took a step back after stirring it and slowly removed the chain shirt she had been wearing.  During the struggle, Aura was able to catch sight of the underside of Kel’s sizable breasts as her undershirt caught with the chain shirt as she pulled it from her body.  Kel was only just over three feet tall, had sickle hips and a plump ass.  Her feet and hands were larger than those of an elf, yet complimented her broad shoulders.  Aura felt that the most pleasing characteristic on her was her fleshy nose that just highlighted her smile. 

Aura put her staff down, and placed her hands politely in her lap.  “When will we rendezvous with Gerald and Helia?” 

Kel placed a finger to her mouth and thought, as if she was calculating the distance they traveled so far.  “I think tomorrow around noon, if we get up fairly early.  They shouldn’t be that far away.  Why, are you nervous?”  She stuck out her hip and gave her an alluring smile.

“Why should I be nervous?” Aura asked as she found her eyes moving between the curves of her hips to the supple breasts, which hid beneath Kel’s shirt.

Kel turned so that Aura could see all of her.  Her face was just slightly above where Aura’s was, and she leaned in, her luscious lips a few inches from hers.  “Because we’re alone together, just the two of us.  And you haven’t been able to take your eyes off me since we started traveling together.”

Aura unconsciously bit her lip.  She blushed and turned her head slightly where her eyes shifted to the fire so that she could have something else to focus on.  “I don’t know what you mean.”

Kel gentle touched the elf’s chin and pulled her face back towards her.  Kel looked directly into her eyes and leaned in closer, allowing her lips to stop just an inch from Aura’s. “I’m sure you know exactly what I mean.”

 Aura could feel her heart thumping in her chest and a warmth building in her cunt and her tongue briefly wetted her lips in anticipation of a kiss.  As the gnome’s lips crept closer to her, she took in a big breath of air, and her lungs quivered with excitement and passion.

The gnome drew her fingers from her chin, caressed the elf’s cheeks and ran them through her platinum hair before gripping the back of her head.  She kissed her, and she could immediately taste a touch of honeysuckle.  Her lips were warm, soft and they gave no hesitation. 

When Kel retreated from their kiss, Aura’s chest was taking in deeper, longer, breathes.  The kiss had aroused her far more than she had ever experienced.  The warmth had spread from her groin and up into her chest, where it nestled in her breasts and tingled her nipples. 

Kel looked between the elf’s eyes to assess just how far she would go.  When she saw nothing but compliance and lust, she unfastened her belt, and the studded leather battle skirt dropped off her hips and fell to the ground.  All that was between them was her panties, to which the gnome took one graceful finger and pulled it aside revealing her perfectly shaved, puffy, mound. 

Aura swallowed hard and her chest fluttered.  She had never done this before, at least not so suddenly and with someone she barely knew.  Kel had joined her, along with a few other adventurers, to take on the goblin threat.  They knew barely anything about one another.  But the smell of Kel’s cunt was faint and it caused her mouth to water.  Partially paralyzed with nervousness, Aura could do nothing but stare at it, which caused her mouth to gape.  

Kel took hold of the elf’s head as before, and pressed her eagerly awaiting lips against her cunt.  Aura let out a breath as her face was buried in the gnome’s cunny and the warm air caused a shiver to skitter down Kel’s spine.  Kel wondered if the elf would even know what to do, as she seemed so hesitant to act on her own desires, but her thoughts were interrupted as Aura’s soft tongue rolled across her clit. 

The elf moaned her satisfaction with finally being able to taste her.  She drew her hands up to the gnome’s groin and slowly massaged a finger inside her, while the other hand cupped her ass from behind.  Despite the gnome’s small stature, it filled Aura’s tiny elven hand.  With a passionate exhalation of breath, Aura pushed her face harder against Kel’s cunt and eagerly lapped against her labia.  

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Pumpkin Hearts, I - Too Familiar

Hey Pervs!

I have been really getting into the Halloween spirit and wanted to write something that was themed to that.  You know me, we all can't have a good story without it having to do with someone being impregnated.  I've included a sample of it below and if you like it, you can always show me some love by buying the whole thing, or maybe some of my other stories as well. 

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“Pumpkin Hearts, I – Too Familiar

She opened her eyes to her bedroom filled with a thick smoke that hung about the place like a hangman’s noose.  “What went wrong?” She asked herself after coughing a few times. 

The spell had backfired and pushed her onto her back.  She must have hit her head as she fell unconscious.  She had no idea how long she had been out.  She tried to lift herself off the ground but she couldn’t budge.  Her arms were pulled above her head and a black tendril had wrapped itself around her wrists and pulled them tightly to a pool of black liquid that stretched out across the floor behind her. 

She heard a snap of someone’s fingers and her legs were pulled apart by some tremendous force.  She tried to squirm but the magic that held her was powerful.

“Release me! I, Calpurnia Inkveld, demand you release me at once!” She commanded with agrivation.

The candles that had been extinguished by the spell’s backlash suddenly ignited with an eerie green flame.  From the illumination, she was able to make out a shadow in the smoke of her room.  It was thin around the waist, with long arms and legs.  Its fingers were long like a spider’s legs and its head was topped with horns that curled back and then up.  It stalked closer to her and the smoke parted, revealing its crimson skin, luscious breasts and long girthy cock that dripped with cum.  The creature’s eyes flashed with a green light.  “Scream as loud as you like, it is like music to my ears.  No one will be able to hear you but me.”

  

Calpurnia adjusted her corset which pushed up her C-cup breasts so that her cleavage was far more apparent.  She wore a short black skirt that came to the midpoint of her thighs and had some cute black lace underwear that showed off her plump ass.  She enjoyed admiring herself in the mirror, especially with her hourglass frame that drove all the other witches mad with lust.  She had considered casting a few alluring spells on her to see how far she could press the envelope before someone raced to rip her clothes off, but she was too afraid of what the grand witch would do to her.  She had heard some pretty seething tales about witches who used their magic against other witches which included some fairly black tentacles from a beast from one of the deeper planes.  She cringed just thinking of such a foul abomination using her like some cheap fuck doll to lay its eggs in. 

She pursed her lips at the mirror in front of her to show off her purple lipstick and eye shadow that she had only put on not but a few moments ago.  She pulled back her shoulder length straight black hair and shifted the brim on her witch hat. 

“I have to look amazing when summoning my familiar, and from what I can see, you look smoking hot.”  She told herself in the mirror.  Satisfied with her appearance, she slipped on her boots with the curled tips to them simply for aesthetic purposes.  They made her look incredibly sexy but at the same time they were absolutely worthless when it came to practical purposes.  She used to joke with her fellow witches that these were the “I hope I’m not chased shoes”. 

Calpurnia turned back to the candles that encircled her pentagram and sigils she had drawn in crow’s blood on the floor of her bedroom.  The wax was dripping down the lengths of their shafts and it made her think about this well-endowed warlock she had met during the summer intensive at Misty Lake Retreat.  She was still in the first few chapters of her “Introduction to Hexes” textbook.  She had placed a spell on him, quite half-cocked that it caused his to grow to such proportions that it made him drip pre-cum for nearly half the day. 

Tonight, however, she was attempting something far more advanced.  A lot of other witches were content with common familiars such as a toad, a cat or maybe even a rabbit – but Calpurnia knew that she deserved better.  She came from pure blood witches and had a strong legacy to uphold.  After spending some time in the forbidden section of her library, or as her Auntie used to put it, the “Spells unfit for common rabble” section.  She knew that finding the right familiar would only benefit her in the long term.  There was one particular familiar summoning spell that she was fond of, which was summoning a demon from one of the dark hells.  Once bound to her, it would be her slave and do her bidding.  It was far more intelligent, and held far more magical power than the other familiars.  She knew this had to be one!

She laid the book next to her and thumbed through the pages until it reached the chanting portion of it.  Calpurnia had already set out all the other spell components that she needed in order to make this work.  She clapped her hands together three times and tossed a pinch of volcanic ash into the center of the circle.

“Dor’ah-tor-le ah comebra eskew!”  She chanted as she grabbed a chicken’s egg from a nearby basket and broke it into a bowl.  She then took her ceremonial dagger that her mother had gifted to her on her first day at Pumpkin Hearts School for Witches, and sliced open her hand.   She allowed the sanguine fluid to drip off her palm and splatter onto the egg.  With a few additional chants, her blood began to glow a crimson color before she reached across the pentagram on the floor and poured the contents overtop the volcanic ash. 

As soon as the components touched, there was an explosion of smoke.  The pentagram burst into a hellish flame and a force, as if all of time and space had been torn asunder, knocked her to the ground.  Her head hit the floor with tremendous impact and all went black. 

She opened her eyes to her bedroom filled with a thick smoke that hung about the place like a hangman’s noose.  “What went wrong?” She asked herself after coughing a few times. 

The spell had backfired and pushed her onto her back.  She must have hit her head as she fell unconscious.  She had no idea how long she had been out.  She tried to lift herself off the ground but she couldn’t budge.  Her arms were pulled above her head and a black tendril had wrapped itself around her wrists and pulled them tightly to a pool of black liquid that stretched out across the floor behind her.  

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