Calradic Extras: Part One

Brigid was nervous as she sat on the bed in her small room. Her mother had been a whore and had died because of it while she had nearly been raped in the forest. If she was going to engage in sexual activities it would be on her terms but even still she was nervous. Her attention was drawn to the door when it was opened, noticing Renee standing there, and Brigid stood as the older woman moved to one side.
"This is Mari." The young man took a step into the small room, sizing everything up, and Brigid turned her attention back to Renee when she started to close the door. "Enjoy."

The moment the door was shut Brigid collapsed back onto her bed. She could see Mari start to remove his tunic, revealing a toned torso more suited to a warrior than a prostitute, and scooted toward the bed's headboard when he sat down.
"Is this your first time Brigid?" Blushing she nodded, glancing quizzically at Mari when he took hold of one of her feet. "Relax. It won't be as bad as you probably fear."
Mari eased her feet from the slippers Renee had them wear while in the house, kneading the muscles found there, and Brigid let out a quiet moan of pleasure. She clapped her hands over her mouth as she realised what she'd done and looked over at Mari. Laughter was dancing in his eyes and he resumed his massage, moving up to her calves.
"Where have you learnt how to do this?"
Brigid gestured with a hand at Mari's, feeling tension she didn't know she had start to fade.
"My troupe has been all over the place. I try to pick up new techniques every time we stop somewhere."
Brigid tried to frown at the semi-evasive nature of Mari's answer but moaned again as his fingers tickled the back of her knees, her dress rising up the length of her legs.

She suddenly realised that Mari had been moving closer, her legs resting in his lap, and went to scrunch up.
"You want me to stop?"
Brigid was torn but the fact Mari asked reassured her and she jerkily shook her head, relaxing again as he began pushing the hem of her dress further towards her waist. A third moan filled the room as Mari began caressing Brigid's thighs, his firm but soft fingers expertly working towards her centre. The woman began softly panting as the man teased her innermost core, looking down the length of her torso, and tossed back her head when his fingers flicked her emerging pearl.

Their activity paused as Brigid pulled her dress over her head and Mari removed his trousers, the girl looking at his manhood with mixed trepidation and wanting. Now naked Brigid lay down again, stretching her arms above her head. Mari knelt between her spread legs, his hands twitching as if already fondling her large breasts, and finally bonelessly leant forward, mouth finding an erect nipple. Brigid drew in a sharp breath, drawing her legs together, and Mari pulled his head up from her breast.
"Do you want me to?"
Brigid nodded, watching as Mari reached down to take hold of his manhood and align it with her core, and both hissed when he thrust forward.

Brigid cried out as her purity was taken, involuntarily locking her legs together at the small of Mari's back, and scrunched her eyes shut as he kept pushing, stretching her in the most pleasurable way. He seemed to fill her up and she moaned when he withdrew, trying to hold him in place, and slowly opened her eyes when only the tip of his manhood was in her.
"Don't stop. Please."
Mari smiled, thrusting back into Brigid, and the two soon developed an instinctual movement. Rolling her hips on every fifth, or what she reckoned was fifth, stroke Brigid would let out a quiet moan as her pearl rubbed against Mari's manhood. She almost howled when bought to climax, her convulsions triggering Mari's own explosive orgasm.

As Mari came he pulled out, a few last spurts landing on the skin above her slit, and rolled to one side, managing to just stay on the thin bed. Both were panting as they came down from the high and Brigid idly collected the spilt seed with a finger, examining the liquid.

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Mari was still beside her when Brigid woke in the morning and her slight stirrings roused him from sleep as well. A wicked grin was on his face and Brigid looked away, her face a deep crimson.
"Do you want to do it again?"
She glanced at Mari and nearly jumped when his fingers began walking along the length of her thigh.
"Can we do it... differently?"
Mari laughed and in a split-second Brigid found herself face-down beneath him. She hissed as he seemed to fill her in one motion and squealed when he took hold of her waist and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. In this position Mari held more of the power than in their previous coupling and set the pace, thrusting deep and quickly into Brigid.

She could feel her orgasm approaching, the pleasure rising from her core, and squealed again when Mari slapped the meat of her ass, a mini-orgasm washing over her. Turning her head to rebuke Mari she paused as another slap fell upon her, the sting translating into pleasure and turning the mini-orgasm into a full-fledged wave that left her panting for air. She could feel Mari's manhood twitching within her as he climaxed and she slumped forward, the movement pulling her body off the softening rod that had given so much joy.

Both Brigid and Mari turned when the door creaked open, the woman standing on its other side sniffing at the scent of sex permeating the room, and suddenly shy Brigid tried to cover herself.
"What is it?"
"A Knight is here for you. He said he's to be your squad leader."
"Thank you. Let him know I'll be out soon."
The door was closed and Brigid rose from the bed, gathering up her outfit and starting to put it on.
"You're cute when you're shy."
Mari's words made her remember he was still in her room and she glanced at him, watching his manhood for a second, before spinning as she tried to locate her coin pouch.
"How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing dear girl. It was all arranged before I entered your room last night. Now, go attend your squad leader before he enters this place in search of you."