Entry 7 – Goblin

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Fran smiled up at the big human standing in front of her as she held onto the edges of her long coat. To the uninitiated, it almost looked like she was holding her coat close because she was cold. As a monster though, Fran would have been fine even going around naked on this cool spring morning. Course the human didn’t know that. Hell, he didn’t even seem to know she was a goblin despite her horns. This is great; Orderites really are a bunch of morons aren’t they!?

“So, you wanna see my wares?” Fran asked, biting her lip to keep from giggling. The big strong man while he’d been cautious, had resheathed his short sword upon realising she was “just a trader,” which was a load of bullshit. Goblin thief thank you very much! And kind of on the run from the Mamonoo authorities of the monster nation of Usseldorf because she got a bit too grabby on some sex toys she didn’t feel like working to pay for… that and this cool ring she stole after knocking that succubus unconscious.

Fuck you succu-bitch, your mama can make you another cool ring!

The man continued to look down at her, a troubled expression on his face, probably to do with her grin. She couldn’t help it! If her plan succeeded, this big, strong, dumb human would be her husband. She just needed to claim him!

Course she’d need to actually take him down because that sword looked sharp and she wasn’t exactly wearing any kind of armour to protect herself. She could probably use her club but she’d put that down to bring him closer. 

Despite his frown deepening though, the human never went for his sword. Rather he just stood there, looking at her with a thinking pose. As he continued to look at her, Fran was getting nervous, and… horny. Her little surprise had been driving her mad all morning, and now, she was getting closer and closer to her breaking point. Soon enough if he didn’t take the bait, then she’d just have to wing it. But no, she must restrain herself. If she failed then this human would more than likely run her through before she could finish the incantation for the stolen ring.

“Okay… sure,” the human said, and Fran’s grin grew wider as she flung open her long coat. In an instant, the human’s eyes widened as he saw what Fran had underneath. Toys of all kinds hung from pockets in Fran’s coat, but the more enticing thing Fran thought was the sight of her nearly naked body. She’d stolen many things from that magical sex shop back in Usseldorf. One of which being a bondage harness on her now, perfect for showing herself off to any that looked. There were straps going everywhere and putting her on display. Her breasts and ass were framed and looked larger, there was room among the straps to let a mamonoo wear it even while pregnant, and her pussy, oh Maou her pussy.

Attached by buttons there was a vibrating dildo drilling away at her cunt, her arousal dripping from it as toys buzzed at her nipples. She was so full down there, and with Sabbath magic, it never would run out or even numb her to the delight that was flowing through her little body. 

The human took a step back, stunned by her lewdness as Fran let go of her coat and pointed at him with the ring she’d stolen. 

I Bind Thee! She cried out watching as the human took action, trying to draw his short sword. He got it out of the scabbard just as she finished the incantation for the magic item, the momentary shock at her lewdness saving her from a jab to the gut. Black ropes spewed forth from the ring and began to wrap up the human. The human managed to slice his sword once, cutting down a few of the ropes before they overcame him, and started to restrain him. At the same time, Fran let her long coat drop to the road, her free hand going to her pussy, pressing up and against her dildo. The man cried out as he was slammed into the road and left spread eagle by the ropes. There were other ways of tying people up with the ring Fran was pretty sure, but other than a hogtie, she wasn’t sure what. Though, this suited Fran just fine as she started to salivate, falling down to all fours, and then crawling towards her husband.

As she crawled to him, he tried to struggle, to move in some way as she approached. But it was no use. The ropes had tied themselves to anchor points that Fran had set up herself, all hidden among the bushes alongside the road. As she continued to crawl to him, the human panicked more.

“Get, get back!” he shouted at her, but Fran didn’t listen. Her prize was here now, and as she crawled to him on all fours, she could see how he was starting to get hard, how he needed release. He continued to shout up until she reached him, and then her fingers reached the hem of his pants. Only then did he stop, though he still kept a fearful eye on her. Silly husband, he has no reason to fear her. 

With a pull Fran pulled her husband’s pants down, springing his lovely and thick erection free. The smell of it, the alluring and thick smell invaded her nostrils like Fren’s club smashing her in the face. Despite herself, Fran couldn’t help the slight awed moan before she pushed herself forward, pressing her face into her husband’s lovely and wonderful dick.

As she did so, he made a sound, almost seemingly shocked at the feeling, and it made Fran giggle. She’d gotten a cute virgin for a husband! Not only that, but one who didn’t know the joys of pleasure. Perfect! Giggling, Fran flicked her tongue out and started to lick that meaty member up and down with her tongue lick a cocksicle while she moaned. Her husband meanwhile bit on his lip to keep quite while Fran turned all of her attention to his cock. After a few desperate licks, it was too much and Fran grabbed a hold of her husband’s cock and wrapped her lips around his lower head before the both of them moaned as she did so. His dick was so soft, it honestly felt amazing on her tongue, the soft texture, the delightful smell. It was better than anything she’d ever experienced before. Maybe using one of the man whores back in Usseldorf would have been better, but isn’t not like she ever had the money to use one, plus it wouldn’t net her a husband.

But that wouldn’t be a problem soon enough. Her husband was here now, and soon he’d be able to let go of that dumb human morality and love her. Needing more, Fran began to properly suck her man, moving her head up and down his cock, sucking on him properly while giving him no teeth. At the same time, Fran rubbed her legs together, her shifting pressing her dildo into her further. More, she wanted, more. Continuing to make sounds for him, Fran looked up to her husband who looked down his shirt at her. His fearful expression having softened to surprised arousal as she sucked him, his cock twitching, a blush spreading across his face and heating him up. 

He liked it! Fran always knew she was a good cock sucker, or at least a good enough one that a virgin like her husband was left speechless. It wasn’t the same as eating Fren out, no it was better, not that it wasn’t fun to kiss and make out and fuck her wonderful and amazing big tittied sister as well, but it wasn’t the same. Her husband’s cock, his wonderful, thick, long, and delicious cock. By Lilith she could suck on it all day. Maybe if this wasn’t a road she’d do just that, sucking him off, and as she reached down, she started to play with her hubby’s balls. They were nice and thick, and while it was likely her imagination, Fran could imagine feeling the roiling sea of virile spunk being produced in them. They were practically as big as some of the balls of little shota incubi who have “undersized dicks,” which is still larger than the average human’s in truth. 

Fran almost wanted to suck on them right now, and get them in her mouth. She wanted to feel those balls with her tongue, and shine them up. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to leave that lovely cock behind, so she didn’t. Fran kept at it, bobbing her head on her husband’s meat, her hands playing with his nice big balls while she looked dreamily at her helpless husband who’s face had looked so lovely as he was slowly being dragged into sexual rapture. His eyes were half lidded, and his mouth was open, panting, while his hips shook. He was going to blow, and so Fran increased her pace, pressing down and deep throating his nice thick cock. More, she wanted him more.

As he started to moan more Fran felt it. His balls twitched and then contracted, and she knew it was time. Pulling back from him, Fran left only the tip in her mouth as she reached down. Her fingers gripped the edges of the dildo in her pussy, and started to violently slam it into her sopping wet cunt. Her feminine fluids flew from her onto the road as she started with the other hand to pump on the shaft as she swirled her tongue around his lower head. Then he grunted and moaned some more as his cock started to twitch in her hand, and then, and then.

It was like the best thing she’d ever tasted filled her mouth. A rope of cum came blasting in and hit the back of Fran’s throat. On instinct she almost swallowed. But then the taste, oh the taste! It was truly indescribable other than the best thing she’d ever had and ever would have. Fran moaned along with her husband as her hand fucking herself turned frantic, its thrusts becoming both long and fast as pleasure exploded in her mouth while rope after rope of thick, virile spunk blasted her mouth white. 

After a moment of the spurts stopping, Fran lifted herself up while still fucking herself, and opened her mouth. She opened it and tilted her head just enough to show her husband that she had his cum, and swirled her tongue around inside of the pool of white. Then in a mighty gulp, Fran drank it all, shuddering as it felt like the single most amazing thing she’d ever done. She’d gotten her husband, and eaten his seed. Life truly was perfect. 

Looking up and down the road, and then back at her once more hardening husband, it might not be too bad for them to have another go.

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