A Paladin's Training Ch. 07

Brehnda shook her dark curls as she watched Holly's slim frame disappear toward the bar. "That girl," she muttered, a small smile on her face. "Reminds me of myself, I think."

"Strange," Aran began with a grin, tilting his mug toward Brehnda's prodigious chest. "I can't see the resemblance."

Smythe cackled a laugh, and Brehnda arched an eyebrow. "You make glib comments, colt, but would you know what to do with these?" She thrust her chest forward slightly, accentuating their size.

"He might surprise you, lass," Smythe murmured into her ear, pulling her more tightly against him.

Brehnda was still watching Aran, who met her gaze evenly. "Yes," she agreed. "You might be right about that."

"But tonight will not be the night for that, I fear," the big Paladin said, looking at something over Aran's shoulder. "Aran will most likely be indisposed for the rest of the evening."

Turning in his seat, Aran saw what Smythe meant; two women had entered the tavern, and they were none other than Rayna and Bella.

Smythe's voice brought his attention back to the table. "Remember that ban I placed on you on your first night, lad?"

Aran remembered; Smythe had forbade him from being with women, including visits with Elaina on the Plane of Aros. He nodded.

"Consider it lifted," Smythe said with a grin. "You're free to act as you see fit, of course."

Aran felt like cheering out loud, but instead, he found himself leaving his seat and making a beeline for the two pretty women that were standing just inside the door, looking for a seat in the packed tavern. They saw him as he approached, and twin smiles broke out on their gorgeous faces, Rayna's slender and fine, with high cheekbones, a petite nose and brilliant sapphire eyes, while Bella's was fuller, more an oval, with lush, plump lips and sparkling eyes of brown.

Both women were dressed finely, Rayna in yellow silk that contrasted with the fiery red curls that fell down over her bare shoulders and covered part of the tantalising cleavage she had on offer, while Bella was in sky blue, her straight raven tresses also falling untamed. Her dress was a mirror of Rayna's -- including the neckline -- in all but colour, and no few of the tavern's male patrons had turned to stare at the two beauties approvingly.

"Well, what a surprise!" Rayna exclaimed. "I was beginning to think we'd never see you again!"

Aran spread his hands placatingly. "I know I've been reclusive, though you'll be pleased to know I am more available now, starting tonight." Something was different about Rayna and Bella, though he couldn't put his finger on it. There was a subtly changed air about them, or maybe between them.

His suspicions were confirmed when their hands touched surreptitiously. If Aran had to guess, they had recently become lovers, and his Gift somehow gave him the ability to sense it. Additionally, his Gift was sending him very clear signals that Rayna and Bella very much desired to spend some time with him. "If you'd like to join me," he offered. "I have a table in the back?"

"Sounds lovely," Bella said, her hand brushing Rayna's again.

Aran led the way, and a moment later he was introducing Rayna and Bella to Smythe and Brehnda, who were busy canoodling until Aran interrupted them.

"A pleasure, ladies," Smythe said jovially, reaching past Brehnda's mountainous chest to grasp his mug. Brehnda offered a greeting, too, with a friendly smile, though it was obvious she was eager to get back to necking with Smythe.

With the other side of the table so occupied, Aran gestured toward the remaining side -- where he'd been sitting -- intending for the two women to sit together with him on the outside, but after Bella took her seat, Rayna pushed him down and squeezed in next to him, putting him hip to hip with them both.

"Mm, cozy!" Rayna said from his right.

This close, he could feel the warmth of their bodies and smell their distinct perfumes. His Gift began to hum quietly in the background. "I agree," he said, looking into Rayna's eyes. There was no mistake; a smoky light burned in her gaze, and when he turned to Bella, hers were a mirror of her friend's. "Fancy a drink, ladies?"

They both nodded, and Aran felt a hand land softly on each of his thighs. His heart raced until he settled it. 'Easy, Aran,' he told himself. 'It's only been a few months, you'll be alright.'

Hearing the word 'drink,' Smythe and Brehnda temporarily ceased their activities so Brehnda could wave down Holly again, and soon more beverages arrived, this time with the addition of plum wines for Rayna and Bella.

Drinks were consumed and conversation was had, despite the growing sexual tension, which Aran became quite comfortable with, over time. In fact, it seemed like the women were having more trouble with it than Aran was, with their sultry glances and biting of lips and shifting around in their seats. Smythe and Brehnda even joined the chat for a while, Brehnda having vacated the Paladin's lap to sit beside him, most probably so she could get a hand on his cock, judging by the angle of her arm.

Rayna and Bella had the same idea, and before too long, two hands were lightly tracing their fingertips over his burgeoning crotch. Aran was expecting to become a victim of maddening arousal, but he found that he was able to relax and enjoy the feeling without becoming frustrated. Perhaps it was due to his training, but he felt well in control.

Aran's friends took quite a shine to Brehnda, whom they had seen at the Iron Arms before, but never spoken with. The women's eyes frequently dropped to the Dwarf's plunging neckline, and Brehnda seemed to enjoy the attention, sitting with her back straight and her chest proudly forward. Unsurprisingly, Smythe also proved to be very charming, and soon had Rayna and Bella laughing and flirting. In fact, Aran noticed Smythe subtly using his Gift to match his energy to the other people at the table. Aran himself had done this before, though he hadn't known what it was. Smythe called it 'Aligning,' and it was useful in group situations, helping people get along more naturally. It was even more effective when people were already friends.

Aran learned a lot about Rayna, who had taken up dressmaking from her mother. Her father had died of illness a few years back, and her mother had succumbed soon after. She had met Bella soon after that, and the two had quickly become firm friends.

Bella was a weaver, and made baskets, chairs and a multitude of other things. From the sounds of it, she was doing quite well for herself. Her family were farmers and worked their fields a ways to the north on the Sorral Plain, the vast stretch of grassland between Ironshire and Maralon. Bella had found farm life boring, so she'd left in search of a more interesting life in Ironshire, which she said was certainly what she'd hoped for.

As the night marched on and more drinks were had, a distinctly sexual air began to penetrate the conversation, and soon Brehnda was leaning forward, eyeing Aran, Rayna and Bella across the table. "It so happens the private siting room is unoccupied, this evening," she whispered. "Would you all care to join me for a quiet drink?"

Aran met eyes with Smythe, who shrugged as if to say, 'why not?' A quick glance to either side at Rayna and Bella yielded a wordless smile from each that said, 'we're ready for anything.'

"Sounds perfect," Aran told the voluptuous Dwarf.

Brehnda immediately rose and reached into her deep cleavage to fish out a key, which she waggled at them. "Follow me!"

The tavern had been slowly emptying out as the hour grew later, and most of the tables were now vacant as the group wove between them, following Brehnda's lush bottom as it jiggled beneath her silk dress.

A set of stairs led upstairs, but Brehnda stopped at a door set into the wall nearby and fit the key to the lock. "I think this room will be much more fitting for the remainder of the evening," said the chesty Dwarf as she stepped inside, holding the door open for everyone else.

Aran strode through first to see a spacious sitting room with a wide, comfortable-looking lounge and several padded chairs spaced around a big fireplace on the wall opposite the door. Several bearskin rugs covered the floorboards, and a fire was blazing merrily on the hearth.

Once everyone was in, Brehnda locked the door again. "Must've been Holly," she said, gesturing at the fire. "She thinks ahead, that girl. She'll go places." The pretty Dwarf looked at them all in turn, her lips curved in a salacious smile. "Well, I'm randy as a goat, so get over here and get me out of this dress, Henley!"

Smythe made for Brehnda with a grin, while Aran suddenly found Rayna and Bella pressed into him, their faces turned up to his, their lips parted expectantly. Putting a hand around each of their slim waists, he kissed Rayna first, then Bella, both women moaning as his lips touched theirs. Each woman had a hand on the back of his head, while their other hands were rubbing the hardness in the front of his breeches. His Gift flared, and he finally allowed it to expand a little into a bubble that encased himself, and his two lovers. Dimly, he was aware of Smythe doing the same with Brehnda.

Aran's suspicion that Rayna and Bella were lovers was confirmed when Bella broke her kiss with him and then turned to the fire-haired beauty, the two women sharing a steamy look before their mouths mashed together in a passionate kiss. Over their heads, Aran saw Smythe had worked quickly, and Brehnda's dress was now in a pool of silk on the floor, her insanely curved body revealed. She was four feet and six inches of woman, and her pale, heavy breasts hung on her chest with no hint of sag, despite their size. Currently, said breasts were being manhandled by Smythe, who was standing behind her, bent at the knees slightly due to the difference in their height.

Brehnda's nipples were hard and crinkled, and she leaned back into the big Paladin, moaning in appreciation as he worked her massive orbs with his big hands. "Mm, that's perfect, Henley." Her belly was flat without being toned, and her generous thighs framed her plump sex, which was bald, Aran was pleased to see. Not that he would have cared either way, it was just that he seemed to have a preference for hairless pussies. Overall, he very much wanted to fuck Brehnda; he hoped he would get a chance later on.

Aran's attention was drawn from Brehnda's impressive body by Rayna and Bella attacking his clothes, working in tandem to shed him of them, kissing and touching him whenever new skin was bared. When they tugged his pants down, Rayna made an approving noise. "I've never seen a man without hair, down there!" She said as she ran her fingertips over the smooth skin of his balls, eliciting a deep groan from Aran. He hadn't been touched in so long, and it felt wonderful.

"I like it!" Bella cooed, wrapping her hand around his turgid shaft and stroking it.

With his shirt now off and his breeches pulled down to his knees, the two women pulled him around the end of the long lounge and shoved him backwards, so he was perched on the seat before the fire, his pants bunched halfway down his legs and his cock jutting upward like the rudder on a skiff.

As one, Bella and Rayna knelt and began removing a boot each, and then his socks, before tugging his breeches all the way off, leaving him naked. The beauties gazed up at him hotly as they crept forward, Rayna on his left and Bella on his right, kissing their way up his thighs until their lips were on either side of his twitching shaft, teasing his sensitive skin with the softest of touches.

"Wait!" Aran rasped, his voice hoarse with desire as their mouths approached his cock. Both women looked up at him expectantly. "I want you both naked," he told them. "Now."

Twin grins flashed as the girls stood, the fire behind them silhouetting them in an orange glow as they began to disrobe. Their dresses were a little complicated, so Rayna had to help Bella and then turnabout, but soon Aran was appreciating two very beautiful and very naked women standing before him. Their bodies were almost identical; generous breasts -- not the awesome size of Elaina's, yet alone Brehnda's, but still more than a handful -- rode proudly on their chests above flat midriffs with nicely curved hips. They each had a neat strip of hair above the slits between their creamy thighs, the same shade as the hair on their heads.

How could two women with such different faces have such similar bodies? Aran knew not, but he smiled up at them as they slowly turned for him, showing him their ripe asses as they spun. Over to his right, a naked Smythe had taken an armchair, and Brehnda was on her knees between his legs, her head in the big Paladin's lap, slurping on his cock while he watched the naked women show themselves off.

"Like what you see?" Rayna purred, standing with one hand on a cocked hip.

When Aran nodded, Bella chimed in, mirroring Rayna's pose. "What is it about you that makes me want to do this, Aran? I feel like being a total slut for you, but I don't care!"

"I noticed it, too," Rayna added. "And from him, as well." She jerked her head toward Smythe, who looked over and raked his eyes over the naked beauties.

Smiling, Aran held his arms out, and they sat to either side of him, pressing their soft skin against his. "I'll explain that soon enough, Bella," he told her, capturing her plump lips in a kiss. He didn't know if he would ever be able to tell them everything, but he would do his best.

"You'll get used to it, lass!" Brehnda said, turning from where she'd been pleasuring Smythe with her mouth. Her stupendous tits were hanging low, her nipples almost touching the rug. From where Aran was sitting, he could see the weapon the Dwarf had clenched in her fist, slick with her saliva. Smythe was fucking huge! Had he enhanced it with his Gift, or was that his natural state? The big Paladin had his head back and his eyes closed, enjoying the service Brehnda was providing.

Even while she spoke, the busty Dwarf continued to stroke the mighty pole. "Whatever Aran is," she told Rayna and Bella. "Henley is one too. I've asked him a dozen times what he is, and he never answers me, but after a while, I stopped caring! Him and I have fun together, and it feels great! It doesn't hurt either of us, so what more needs to be known?"

Aran felt Bella's lust spike as she eyed Smythe's cock. So, she liked them big, did she? She was licking her lips, fixated on where Brehnda's hand was sliding up and down the thick length. Like Aran, Smythe was devoid of hair in his nether regions. He was also in good shape, thickly muscled with a broad chest and shoulders. Dense black curls adorned his chest, with lesser amounts elsewhere.

"That's a big dick!" Bella breathed, her chest rising and falling a little faster.

Pleasure bloomed as Aran felt a warm hand encircle his cock, and he looked down to see Rayna stroking him, her eyes locked onto the stiff meat in her fist. Using his Gift, Aran gently flooded her with a slowly rising pleasure, and she moaned softly as she worked on his pole. He brought his arms down behind the women's backs and was able to cup a full breast in each hand. "Want to see a trick?" He whispered in Bella's ear.

Nodding, Bella kissed him deeply, then dropped her gaze to Aran's cock when he nodded his head toward it. Focusing, Aran pushed his Gift into his loins with the intent of increasing their size, and Rayna jumped in surprise as her fingers were forced apart by the swelling member in her hand. Stopping when it was identical to Smythe's, Aran asked, "that big enough, Bella?"

In response, Bella's head dove southward, and Aran groaned as the crown of his cock was enveloped by her warm, wet mouth. His hand tangled in her raven hair as she worked on him.

Rayna continued stroking the lower half of his now ten-inch prick and began verbally encouraging her friend. "He's bigger than that half-Orc we fucked, isn't he, love?"

Bella moaned wantonly in answer, the vibrations from her throat sending tingles up Aran's spine. Her mouth popped free, and she angled the enlarged dick toward Rayna with a grin. "Want to try some?"

In response, Rayna's head dipped to Aran's lap, and soon he was enjoying the loving, lusty attention of the two horny women. With their heads in his lap they'd shifted their bodies enough so that he could get his hands beneath their asses, where he squeezed the pliant globes of their cheeks firmly before his fingers quested further, to the steamy lips below. Both women moaned as he read their desires and followed the path; Rayna wanted her clit played with, while Bella wanted to feel penetrated. Circling Rayna's hard love button with a finger, he used two fingers of his other hand to delve into Bella's sopping cunt, her deep groan confirming Aran's instincts were correct.

The girls were taking turns sucking as much of his prick into their hot mouths as possible, while the other alternated between jerking him and licking or kissing the sides of his shaft. Soon, though, Bella was ready for more.

"I need that thing inside me," she breathed as she pulled her mouth free. Rayna quickly shifted to make room so that Bella could throw a slim leg across Aran's waist.

"Yes, love!" Rayna moaned. "I want to watch you fuck him! And then I want you to watch me!" Grasping the base of his rod, Rayna held it in place while Bella slowly lowered herself down, the bulbous crown pressing against her slick snatch until the resistance gave way and he began to slide into her velvet depths.

To watch, it looked like he was too big for her, but all Aran could sense was pleasure from Bella as she sunk lower and lower, until her thighs and ass were resting on him. "Oh, my fucking gods!" She cried, her face alight, a broad smile on her full lips. Her eyes were sparkling, though the lids were heavy with lust. "This is fucking amazing," she breathed, not moving a muscle. Her dark eyes moved from Aran to Rayna and back again. With his Gift humming louder than ever and surrounding the naked trio, the connection between all three of them was strong. Bella touched each of their faces with a hand. "I'm so glad I know both of you," she said sincerely. "And that we can do this together."

"Same here, love," Rayna beamed at her friend and raised herself to her knees on the lounge so she could kiss Bella. Aran watched in deep appreciation as the two women kissed, one of them impaled on his rampant, enhanced cock. When their kiss broke, Aran leaned forward and devoured Bella's mouth, crushing her in a tight embrace.

"You two are so hot together," Rayna whispered. Through his senses, Aran could feel see her leaning back against the padded arm of the lounge, her creamy thighs spread and her fingers circling her clit as she watched.

"It'll be your turn soon, love," Bella told her when Aran released her lips. Looking down at him, she put pressure on his shoulders until he was reclined once again against the back of the lounge. Slowly, she began to ride him, carefully at first, and then gradually increasing the tempo when she was accustomed to his size. Her back was arched, putting her mouth-watering tits at the perfect level for Aran to inhale them, ravaging the soft, pale orbs and the stiff, pink nipples with his lips and tongue.

He was generous with his Gift, and sent a barrage of climaxes through Bella, each one stronger than the next, her pussy clamping down on him with delectable pressure each time. His hands were mauling her ripe ass as they fucked, and his finger was buried in her tight rear hole at a direction from his Gift.

"I want to feel you come in me!" Bella wailed, her hips now slamming down with force and her long black hair flailing where it wasn't stuck to her skin due to the sheen of sweat coating them both.