Tales of a Seductress

TOAD – Chapter 13

My body is my own. It doesn’t belong to any man. Even when I was a slave, my owners struggled to force me to do anything. Ultimately, I’d always do what I wanted with who I wanted. Even Seris, as demanding and controlling as he tried to be, never did anything that I didn’t allow to be done to myself. The Blacksmith Chief had a wife. By all accounts, he shouldn’t be doing such things. However, why would that stop me from having what I wanted?

I grabbed the larger man on the groin, feeling what he had to offer me. He was only average. Well, that was average for a man his size, so it was probably a bit bigger than average, but I still felt a bit disappointed. I’d been stretched to my breaking point by massive monster cocks, so my expectations were warped anyway. I found myself wanting the cock of an ogre or a minotaur. Those big, thick cocks were fun to taste.

However, when I remembered that abomination I had created, I grew much less interested. It was far better to bang humans. I didn’t want to have a baby at all. I wasn’t on any kind of birth control since I had the baby. I probably didn’t get pregnant given the abuse Seris had put on me. If I did, it had certainly been lost given the circumstances. As for the big man in front of me, I’d just make him pull out and I’d swallow it.

Speaking of which, I had already fished out his cock, which was now hard in my hand. I stroked it with the skill of an enchantress while letting him finger me. The smells being emitted from my body were sweet and alluring, causing him to grow even more lustful. It sort of just worked that way for me these days. Once I got a guy started, there was no stopping him. Even a married man would ravage my body with little provocation. If his wife popped in, it wouldn’t take much to get her to join in as well.

On my way to the Typhon household, there was a particular couple that I seduced. A wife walked in on her husband pounding me from behind. It only took a few minutes before she was eating me out while her husband fucked my ass. That was a good time. Ah… thinking about such things made me cum. I released fluids all over the blacksmith’s hand as my body contracted orgasmically. It dripped over his hand and onto the floor in a puddle. Some even ran down his arms. He seemed both shocked and aroused at my powerful orgasm.

He probably had a wife who rarely if ever expressed her sexual satisfaction. She probably took it quietly and when she came, she did it without any expression. What fun was that? Although I didn’t moan too loudly, I made sure to squirm and squirt, just to show him how he made me feel. It was easy since it didn’t take anything to make me orgasm now. Even if he hadn’t been touching me, I could orgasm just by thinking about previous encounters. That didn’t mean I didn’t like the touch. I’d insist on being touched while I came.

The only thing I liked more than a finger in my cunt was the feel of his hard, warm member in my hand. His face was red, and he was barely standing. He was a beast of a man with thick arms, rippling muscles, and a hairy chest, but a few minutes and I could bring him to his knees with a single hand. What was true power?

“Your cock is so big.” I lied, squatting with my legs spread open as I pulled his cock to my waiting mouth.

Big or small, I liked them all. I eagerly took it into my mouth, not hesitating to suck it down to the root. It slid down the back of my throat. There was no gag reflex anymore, so I could just enjoy the feel of the hard things sliding down. There was a time where it felt raw or hurt, but after so many cocks, it went down easy now, and I could even tighten my throat just like I tightened my pussy with kegels or my asshole. Thus, I could stroke his cock with my lips, my tongue, and even my throat, giving him triple the pleasure.

I was so skilled at blowjobs now that I could use all three at different rates, creating a different feeling on the head of his cock than the shaft and the base. Even sex toys weren’t as versatile as my skill mouth. I could give a man feelings he had never experienced before. I could drive him crazy with lust. I saw Chief rolling his eyes up. He had truly reached his limit. He was standing there like a lost puppy, totally at my whim. For a big man, he was surprisingly submissive. I wondered if his wife ran the house at home.

Well, after the control-freak Seris, it was nice to be in charge a bit. I always considered my class as an Enchantress to be about control. However, that meant both taking control and giving control. I had originally thought Enchantress was purely about being in control of every sexual encounter. I came to realize that I was being too naïve. Truly being in an Enchantress was about controlling control. I had to be able to give myself up to someone else’s control, or take control. Only then could I truly have what I wanted. Well, those were my thoughts, at least.

I wanted to stick his cock inside me before he erupted, but I didn’t want to get pregnant. On top of that, he’d barely last a stroke or two if I stuck it in. Thus, I brought him into the edge, gobbling his cock until I felt the familiar rush. You could feel a man cum if you were careful enough. The rise of pressure as it explodes through his Urethra. You could feel it rush out like a geyser, and then his cock stiffens a moment before the stream erupts out into the throat.

I sucked down his cock, letting the pungent cum run down my throat. I had tasted so much cum that I might as well be a cum connoisseur. The taste of his had a metallic tang and was a bit thick. I could tell he hadn’t cum in a while. This was good because it meant he’d get hard again pretty quickly. I didn’t let his cock go as he came. His knees buckled as he tried to hold out, but I sucked and sucked as I kept him hard. His cock began to deflate for only a moment, but I coerced the blood to continue flowing, and by the time I spit it out with an ‘ah’, it was hard again. He looked down at me, panting and red-faced. I looked up at him sweetly.

“Will you stick it in me?”

“Let’s go to my bed.” He responded, completely caught on me now.

He helped me stand up and then guided me up a stairway in the back of the blacksmithy. He had a bedroom up there. This wasn’t the house he shared with his wife. It seemed like he had a small home away from home that he had built in his attic.

“Do you take all of your girlfriends up here?” I teased.

“No, whores mostly… ahhh!” He blushed. “I mean, not that you’re… I…”

I put a finger over his lips to shush him. “Just fuck me like one of your whores.”

So much for his talk about having a wife. I wasn’t angry. I had expected as much. Most guys remained completely faithful to their wives. They all said they did, and whether they did or not depended more on the circumstance. Every guy would cheat if the right conditions appeared. Those that haven’t just happen to have more stringent conditions.

The conditions might be a certain level of beauty from the woman, a certain way of asking, or a certain level of neglect from the wife. Although some men might have more restraint than others, ultimately, men who haven’t cheated yet has more to do with luck than any particular willpower of their own. They didn’t land a girl who was willing to do what they wanted, look like what they wanted, when they wanted it.

As for me, I did whatever a man wanted, and looked like whatever any many would want. So, the only restraint would be the time, but I was good at making it a good time, so that was never an issue either.

As for this man, he already banged whores on occasion. As much as he seemed like a sweet guy, even he had his dark side. I’d have liked to see this wife of his. I’d like to play with her too. Just because I spoke of men doesn’t mean women are any better. Many of them have more stringent restrictions, but that’s only because women have more risks to fear.

My words were the right words to activate the blacksmith’s lust.  I made a noise of surprise as he picked me up in his arms. I had been held by many men, but few have picked me up. I wasn’t heavy, but I also wasn’t small either. I had big boobs, a round figure, and long legs. My body had that supermodel slimness that made me a bit awkward to carry except by a big guy like Chief.

I bit my lip in anticipation as he laid me out on his bed. I didn’t hesitate to spread my legs, anticipating him penetrating me. I could cum again just thinking about it, but I wanted to hold off until he got started. He got on top of me, his large arms on either side and his muscular chest against my face. I shivered in anticipation. Even though his cock wasn’t very big and he wasn’t dominant, the way his large body overwhelmed me, I could see what his wife saw in him.

He shoved his cock in me, and I let out a moan of delight as I was filled. I had been numb down there for a long time after having my baby, and since then I had only enjoyed Seris’s cock. He was probably about the same size as this man, but his sweaty, muscular body made everything feel more vivid. He started to thrust into me, and I put my hands on his chest as I let him thrust away.

He was definitely treating me like a whore. He didn’t kiss me at all, and my small body was just a thing he stuffed his cock into. His thrusts were rough, and even though he wasn’t dominant, he wasn’t gentle either. After all, he was a large, muscular man, so even gentle actions would feel a lot more intense when given by someone so strong.

“Yes! Yes… fuck me!” I encouraged him, wrapping my legs around his hips.

It was hot, hard, and devoid of sentimentality, just how I liked it. Since Seris had grown to think he was in love with me, I just wanted to be treated like a sex object. I got so into it that I lost myself in the enjoyment. I came… and then I came again, my pussy milking his cock excitedly. I juiced all over his bed and was in orgasmic delight.

“I’m cumming.”

“W-wait! Get off! I might get pregnant!”

“Shit! I’m there!”

I tried to push him off, but he just dropped his wait on me, shoving his cock deep into me as he came. My legs straightened and shook as I came. My body betrayed me, hungrily contracting and sucking up all his cum into my womb. I loved the feel, but I was genuinely scared at the moment that I’d get pregnant now that my body was back to normal. It also wouldn’t be easy to get it taken care of while I was following Typhoon.

He finished cumming in me, and only then realized what I said. He jumped off of me instantly, not even allowing me to finish climaxing with his cock inside me. As I climaxed and my vaginal walls tightened, white cum squirted out my pussy in little spurts.

“Oh… haha… sorry.” He laughed. “The whores usually are on birth control.”

I grew angrier and threw out my fist. An hour later, he was nursing a black eye. A woman walked in, and he stiffened as he saw her.

“Husband, I brought us lunch. Ah! What happened?” His wife asked in surprise.

“It was… an accident.” His eyes only flickered to me for a second.

“You’re his wife?” I asked, my arms crossed.

“Ah. Ah. I’ll have that armor and weapon done by tomorrow!” Chief cried out as he stood up and started pushing me out the door.

“He-hey wait!”

“I’ll even give you that discount we talked about!”

“We didn’t talk…” He slammed the door in my face after giving me a look.

I let out a light laugh. He had cum in me when I said don’t. How could I let him go without a little bit of revenge? For that, I was going to fuck his wife.