Cockweasel Meets the King - Chapter 2

Cockweasel Meets the King - Chapter 2

In her next appearance, the brunette was now fully clothed.

The dark haired cocksucker, Jenn Raventail, was wearing a tight fitting, brown leather dress. The hemline of the dress sat well above her knee, revealing a generous portion of her spectacular bare thighs as she sat cross legged in a high-backed, wooden chair. The bodice of the dress was tight across her substantial bosom and she was wearing knee-high leather boots that had quite high heels on them and a pair of long knives, with engraved bone handles were strapped to her shapely waist.

"So there were no problems obtaining the merchant's list then?" asked the figure standing on the other side of the wooden desk in front of her.

"No your highness," Jenn said in reply. "I offered him the chance to fuck, but in the end he seemed satisfied with some head."

Jenn Raventail was the King's special agent. Part spy, part thief, part assassin, part bounty hunter, she did the jobs that the King wanted done clandestinely, without attention, and where he could claim ignorance. She was the best at what she did and had never failed her liege.

"Well Jenn, I've got a new job for you," the King told her, moving around the side of the desk to stand behind the chair where she was sitting. "Fancy a trip to the city?"

"Grime, smog, crowds and over-confident thugs?" Jenn said with a grin, "Absolutely. What do you have in mind?"

"The Temple of Swords," the King replied. As he spoke he reached down over Jenn's shoulder and cupped her full left breast through her leather dress, the gorgeous brunette didn't flinch, even smiling slightly as the King began to feel her up.

He gave her tit a firm squeeze as he continued. "There's a paladin there called Sir Cockweasel." The King started to unlace the bodice of Jenn's dress.

"Cockweasel? Cute," remarked Jenn. She licked her lips as she the King slipped his hand inside the bodice of her dress.

"Mmm, nice," breathed the royal. His groping fingers encircled Jenn's ample breast and gave it a firm squeeze, admiring the smooth firmness of her boob. He seized her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and gave it a pinch and a twist.

Jenn gasped as he mauled her tit, "So what's the deal with this Sir Cockweasel then?" she asked.

"He's been boasting about certain... activities he was involved in during the war," explained the King as he fondled Jenn's lovely big breasts, moving his hand over to her right tit to squeeze and caress it as well. "Stand up," he instructed her.

As Jenn uncrossed her legs and stood up, he guided her forward, pushing her against his desk and moving to stand right behind her. He pressed his crotch firmly against her nicely rounded posterior and rubbed his hardening erection against her ass through their clothing.

"What sort of activities?" asked Jenn.

The King pushed her upper body down onto the desk so that she was bent over the edge, the position jutting her perfect ass further towards him so that he could hump against her. "Nothing you need to concern yourself with."

"Of course, your highness," Jenn found it a little hard to maintain the conversation whilst she was bent over the King's desk, but didn't make any complaints. He was the King after all.

"All you need to know is that I want him brought back to me, alive," explained the King as he flipped up the back of Jenn's dress, revealing the firm, round cheeks of her ass. He slapped both his hands onto her smooth, peachy buttocks and squeezed lustfully, his fingertips sinking only slightly into the firm globes.

He released her spectacular ass and moved his hands to his own pants, hurriedly unfastening his trousers and dropping them to his ankles. His long, rock hard erection popped out, red and engorged, ready for action.

The King held his hard cock by the base and rubbed the head over the smooth round cheeks of Jenn's ass.

"Offer Cockweasel as much gold as he wants, do whatever it takes to get him on-side and get him back here without attracting too much attention." The King gave a moan of desire as he pulled apart the firm cheeks of Jenn's buttocks, exposing her glistening wet pussy. It seemed she was appreciating his attentions. "Whatever it takes," he repeated, sliding his hard cock back and forth between the cheeks of Jenn's ass, but not yet penetrating.

"So it's just a matter of zipping down to the Temple, giving this paladin some gold and bringing him back here to you?" said Jenn, trying to sum things up.

The King lined the tip of his cock up with the entrance to Jenn's moist cunt. He paused for a moment and took hold of her shapely hips, then shoved roughly forward, his cock spreading open her pussy lips and pushing deep inside her. Jenn cried out at his entrance, pushing back with her ass to draw him deeper inside her.

He drew back and out slightly, tightening his grip on her hips and then thrusting forward again, shunting her against the desk as he rammed back into her wet cunt and Jenn moaned loudly again.

"It's not going to be quite as easy as it sounds," warned the King as he started to hump against the lovely brunette, their flesh slapping together as he fucked her, each thrust pushing his cock deep within her so that he was buried to the base of his trembling erection.

"I'm sure the paladins won't just let you wander away with one of their number," explained the King as he rammed against Jenn's ass, her leather dress bunched up around her waist as he thrust himself into her. "So you'll have to be discreet, oh fuck that's good," the King groaned in pleasure as he fucked the beautiful, busty brunette, struggling to maintain his line of thought as he got more and more turned on. "And of course Sir Cockweasel may take some convincing. Paladin's are notoriously stubborn."

"I'm sure I can handle it," Jenn assured him, gasping as the King reamed her from behind. Each hard thrust caused Jenn's firm, well-formed buttocks to quiver.

"Indeed. I have every faith that you'll come through for me, just like you always do. Oh fuck!"

With that he plunged deep into Jenn's cunt, arching his back as he exploded up inside her. His buttocks clenched tight as he groaned in pleasure, his cock throbbing and spasming as he blew his load into her tight pussy.

"Yeah baby!" moaned the King, gripping her hips tightly and riding his climax deep within her snatch.

"Of course if you don't bring him back, then unfortunately there will be no payment, and I will be most disappointed," said the King when he finally pulled out of Jenn, stepping back and leaving her bent over his desk, her dress bunched up around her waist and her perfect ass left bare.

"Whatever happens, my name is not to be mentioned." He moved around to the other side of the desk near Jenn's head. "Clean please." she leant forward, smiling as she opened her mouth and sucked his cock gently inside. The lovely brunette slurped noisily as she sucked up the combination of his spent load and her own sticky pussy juices, moving her mouth up and down her boss's shaft as she sucked him clean.

The King smiled and closed his eyes; he loved briefing his best agent.

Continued in Chapter 3...