Cockweasel Meets the King - Chapter 4 - Part 2

Cockweasel Meets the King - Chapter 4 - Part 2

The next morning they were up quite early to catch the river barge, Cockweasel requesting a quick blowjob from Jenn just before they left. He knew that when they got to wherever it was they were going, that more likely than not he'd no longer have use of the gorgeous young woman so he definitely planned to make the most of the time he had with her and her apparent willingness to do almost anything he wanted.

At Jenn's insistence they left via the tavern's rear door, just in case they were still being following, as unlikely as it seemed at that point. They stepped out into the early morning gloom in a dim, rubbish-filled alleyway around the back of the tavern.

Right next to the back door there was a drunk fast asleep on the ground, a dark cloak pulled over his snoring form. Jenn wrinkled her nose as she stepped carefully over him and they headed down the alley towards the main street, Cockweasel following along behind her.

As they made their way down the alley, a figure came around the corner ahead of them, moving directly towards them at a fast walk. He was wearing a hooded cloak his face concealed in shadow, and was headed their way with a definite sense of purpose.

Jenn put her arm on Cockweasel's bicep, stopping him as the figure advanced towards them. She glanced back over her shoulder and saw the sleeping drunk was getting to his feet. It was a trap.

The voluptuous brunette moved faster than Cockweasel thought possible. There was a flash of steel as one of her long, bone-handled knives seemed to leap from her shapely hip, pass through her hand and cartwheel through the air towards the attacker ahead of them.

The figure gave a startled yelp that turned into a gurgle as the long bladed knife caught him right in the throat and he slumped to the ground of the alley, clutching his throat, dark red blood oozing copiously from between his fingers.

Jenn was already moving again, her arm shot out and grabbed Cockweasel by the wrist, tugging him towards her just as the attacker from the rear swung at him with a lethal looking spiked club. The club whooshed through the air, right where Cockweasel's head had been a moment before and the goblin was pulled in tight against Jenn's lush body, safely out of range.

The sexy brunette's other knife was already in her hand, darting out and stabbing the second attacker twice before he could bring his club back up, piercing his belly and chest in rapid succession, leaving small red puncture wounds. He slumped to the ground of the alley.

"Let's get the fuck outta here," whispered Jenn, holding Cockweasel close as they hurriedly made their way out to the main street and started heading towards the docks, leaving the two bleeding bodies of their attackers behind him.

Less than ten minutes later they were safely on the barge. "Bye bye home sweet home," Cockweasel murmured as the barge pulled away from the docks and started down the river.

Jenn had booked passage on the cheapest place on the barge and they were seated on the floor in a large hold amongst about thirty other down on their luck passengers. The theory was that they were more likely to blend in with the masses than if they'd bought the more expensive VIP cabins above, that were usually only used by wealthy merchants or nobility.

According to Jenn they would sail for the entire day and arrive at their destination just before dusk. Cockweasel still had no idea where they were going, or who was waiting for him at the other end, but after the previous night he was completely infatuated with Jenn Raventail's magnificent body, and planned to stick around to explore all of her orifices in much greater detail. Even if there was a bad end awaiting him.

For the first few hours of the journey up the river, Cockweasel had to pretty much behave himself. He managed to steal a few quick gropes, but with all the other passengers so close around it was far too public to have too much fun. By late afternoon as they were nearing their destination, the light in the hold was dimming and a number of passengers had started to fall asleep. Cockweasel grabbed a blanket from the bag that Jenn had brought with them and spread it across his lap, it was time to see if he could have a little fun.

"Can I touch your boobs?" he whispered into Jenn's ear, she was leaning against the wall near the side of the hold, looking as though she was close to falling asleep as well.

"If you want to," Jenn agreed with a shrug. It was her job to keep the goblin happy after all.

"Lovely," Cockweasel breathed, spreading the blanket over her lap too.

Jenn obligingly pulled the blanket up to her chin, leaning back against the side of the barge as if she was trying to go to sleep. Cockweasel's hand was immediately up under the blanket, reaching for her tits. His eager fingers closed around one of Jenn's huge breasts, cupping it through the soft leather dress she was wearing and squeezing.

Cockweasel gave Jenn's closest jug a few squeezes then reached across to give the other one a similar treatment, fervently squeezing and groping her through her clothing. It wasn't long before he reached for her lacings, fumbling a little as he unfastened the top half of her bodice and reached inside.

His groping hand immediately clapped onto bare flesh, squeezing her lovely big tits eagerly. He groped and mauled at her massive hooters, pinching and twisting on the nipples and just generally going for it. Anyone watching would have no doubt what he was up to under the blanket, but fortunately no one was looking their way.

"Can you give me another blowjob please?" Cockweasel whispered to the brunette, jiggling her bare tits in his hands.

Jenn nodded, she'd almost lost count of the number of times she'd had this goblins prick in her mouth, but nevertheless she obligingly bent over into his lap once again, flipping the blanket over her head. "Warn me if anyone sees us."

Cockweasel leant back happily as Jenn pulled out his cock and stuffed it into her skilful mouth, sucking expertly. He reached beneath the blanket, putting his hand down inside the bodice of her dress again and grabbing at her tits as her head bobbed over his lap.

After a few minutes of her sucking on his cock, Cockweasel lifted up the blanket to speak to her. "Let's go find a quiet spot up on the deck so we can fuck," he whispered to Jenn.

"The crew will be up there," Jenn warned him as he fondled at her breasts. Unlike the passengers in the hold, the crew wouldn't be mostly sleeping.

"Hmm, good point," Cockweasel agreed. "Let's try the cargo hold, it's through that door over there I think."

Jenn sighed, "fine."

Cockweasel hurriedly stuffed his erection back into his pants and shoved aside the blanket. He grabbed Jenn by the arm and led her across the crowded hold to the entrance to the cargo hold. Jenn was clutching the front of her open bodice with her free hand, doing her best to stop her ample jugs from spilling out.

There was a padlock and chain barring the way. "Shit, it's locked," growled Cockweasel in frustration.

Jenn smiled and pushed past him. "Allow me." She squatted down in front of the lock and pulled out a small metal lockpick from her belt. She insert the pick, moved it about for several seconds, then there was a click as the padlock opened.

Jenn unlocked the chain and winked up at Cockweasel. The unlaced bodice of her dress gave him a great view of her substantial cleavage.

They got a strange look from an old man sitting near the cargo door, but he didn't say anything as they slipped through and pushed the door closed behind them.

As soon as they were through the door Jenn's hands were hurriedly pulling his cock back out of his pants as he fumbled to push a heavy box in front of the door in a half-hearted attempt to stop them from being disturbed.

Cockweasel turned back to Jenn as she stroked his erection in her soft hands. "I can't believe how horny you make me," he breathed before hungrily kissing her, and pushing his tongue into her mouth. In truth the goblin was constantly horny anyway, the only difference here was that he had a willing woman around to satisfy him whenever he wanted it.

Cockweasel was too turned on for any more foreplay, spinning Jenn around as soon as their kiss broke off. Amongst all the cargo, there wasn't a lot of room, Jenn bent forward over one of the crates, her face pressed up against the wall of the cargo hold as Cockweasel flipped up and back of her dress.

Gripping the busty brunette around her narrow waist he immediately pushed forward, thrusting his cock up into her cunt from behind, his loins slapping against her tight ass.

"Oh that's good!" he breathed as he started to fuck her, driving his cock up into her and shunting her against the crate with each thrust of his hips. He yanked the bodice of her dress open again, reaching up with both hands and squeezing her swinging melons as he rapidly hammered his cock into her pussy.

Within minutes Cockweasel was cumming. He groaned as he rammed his cock into her and exploded deep inside her. His hands clamped down painfully hard on her tits and his body half collapsed against her back as he climaxed. "Oh fuck!" he gasped, rolling his hips and pushing himself deeper as he released his load.

"Well you clearly needed that," remarked Jenn with a smile as the goblin pulled out of her, he leant back against the door, breathing heavily.

Continued in Chapter 4 - Part 3...