Sir Cockweasel the Third - Chapter 2 - Part 2

Sir Cockweasel the Third - Chapter 2 - Part 2

Cockweasel almost choked at that, this was almost too good to be true. "Um...yes," he managed to get out at last.

"I'll lick it too," Elizabeth said, and before Cockweasel could reply the lovely brunette had bent her head back down into his lap again.

He groaned as her soft tongue came out again, lapping at the base of his fully erect penis. Cockweasel closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations as Elizabeth ran her tongue down the length of his penis, licked his rock hard erection. She gave his balls another quick swipe of her tongue and then licked her way right up the underside of his cock, swirling her tongue briefly around the head of his penis and causing the goblin to groan noisily.

"Too dry again?" she asked, looking up from his genitals at the sound of his groan.

"Huh?" murmured Cockweasel, slightly befuddled from her attentions.

"I'll suck it like I did your balls," Elizabeth suggested.

"Oh fuck!" groaned Cockweasel in surprise as Elizabeth took his hard cock in her wet mouth, slurping noisily. This was better than he could have hoped, he had thought she would work out his game before he was able to trick her into sucking his cock, but now she was practically insisting on blowing him.

The campsite was filled with Elizabeth's slurping noises as she tried to give him the wettest blowjob he'd ever had. He could feel her tongue swirling around the head of his cock as she took him a little deeper. Cockweasel stroked her brown hair as she sucked him, his breathing becoming heavier and his cock throbbing against her wet tongue.

"Take it deeper," Cockweasel told her. "The lower part is hurting too."

Elizabeth murmured something in reply, his dick in her mouth muffling whatever she said, but apparently she was agreeing to his request as the next moment she started to slide her mouth further down his cock.

"Ahh, that's it!" sighed Cockweasel, her mouth about half way down his hard erection, her lips stretched around his cock.

Elizabeth breathed heavily through her nose and pushed down further on his cock, taking about three quarters of his length as the head of him pushed against the back of her mouth. Cockweasel gave a moan and pushed down on the top of her head, pushing the head of his cock into her throat. Elizabeth gagged and pulled back off his dick, gasping for air and coughing. She didn't quite have the talents of Lady Gwendallyn yet.

"Sorry," she apologized, "I think you're too big for me."

"Try again," Cockweasel told her. "It's helping, it feels a lot better. Your mouth is so soft."

The pretty young squire nodded and resumed her blowjob, Cockweasel moaning in pleasure as she sunk her lips back onto his shaft, immediately taking him deeply, right into the back of her mouth. She bobbed her head a couple of times, taking him just into her throat and then backing off again. The sensations on his cock were amazing.

The next time she was able to relax more and took Cockweasel's hard erection right into her throat. The goblin let out a long, low moan as Elizabeth took his whole length, her lips wrapped around the base of his stiff cock and her nose pressing into his stomach.

"Fuck!" he blurted out, the sight of her setting him off. He clutched her head tight against his stomach, arching his back as he exploded. Elizabeth's eyes went wide as his load blasted out of his cock, shooting down her throat as she swallowed desperately in shock.

"Oh God!" grunted Cockweasel, his hips undulating as he filled the lovely girl's gullet with his seed. His last wave pulsed from his dick and he released Elizabeth's head, the squire pulling back off his cock and gasping for air as Cockweasel fell back, breathing heavily.

"That was amazing!" gasped Cockweasel.

Elizabeth coughed and caught her breath, her eyes wide. "I should check on the horse!" she blurted out, her face flushed. Before Cockweasel could stop her, she stood up and hurried away, back down to the stream where the horse was drinking.

He briefly considered chasing after her, but thought better of it. Cockweasel grinned, pleased with his progress. This paladin and squire business wasn't too bad at all.

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Cockweasel stirred in his sleep, his eyelids flickering.

He was dreaming. No, it was a nightmare. Valeria was back.

In his mind, he was back in her tower, in her laboratory. The evil sorceress had her old servant tied to a large stone table and she stood above him, her pale hands moving in mysterious, ominous circles above his prone body.

"I have waited a long time for my revenge Cockweasel," Valeria said, her voice sounding dangerous.

Cockweasel thrashed against his bonds, trying to break loose. Back at the camp he thrashed in his sleep.

"No," murmured Cockweasel as he felt pain fill his body. Flames shot from Valeria's outstretched hands, scorching his bare, green chest. He screamed. "It's just a nightmare, not real."

"The pain is real, I assure you," rumbled Valeria angrily. Another blast of blistering flame shot from her palms, torturing the poor goblin's frail body.

Cockweasel squeezed his eyes shut. "I just need to wake up," he told himself.

The flames struck again, roasting Cockweasel's flesh. He shrieked in agony.

"You cannot awaken," laughed Valeria. "My magic is too strong. Tonight I will punish you. This is my revenge. This is your nightmare!"

Cockweasel screeched as the flames struck yet again. "My nightmare," he repeated blurrily. The pain was immense.

Valeria laughed sadistically as she struck again, torturing her traitorous former servant.

"My nightmare," mumbled Cockweasel, laughing hysterically at the pain that filled his small body.

Valeria rose he hands to launch another flame blast at the prone goblin.

"No!" snapped Cockweasel forcefully.

Valeria froze.

"This is my nightmare!" shouted Cockweasel. "You are in my dreams!"

Valeria grimaced with the effort, a low growl of exertion leaving her mouth as she tried to blast the goblin again.

"This is my dream," Cockweasel repeated.

"No!" gasped Valeria, trying to wrest control back from the wilful goblin.

"My dreams are not like this," said Cockweasel.

Valeria's eyes went wide as she suddenly watched her hands drop down towards the tied up goblin. Instead of blasting him with flame again, she watched in alarm as her hands tugged down the little goblin's trousers exposing his green skinned penis.

"What are you doing?" she blurted in horror as her hands gently began to caress the goblin's genitals. She was losing control. Cockweasel was controlling his dreams.

"That's more like it baby," moaned Cockweasel with a big grin. The burnt flesh on his chest had completely disappeared.

"What's happening?" demanded Valeria. The evil sorceress bent forward, her warm mouth sliding down over the erect shaft of Cockweasel's penis. The horny goblin moaned happily as she began to fellate him, sucking tenderly on his hard cock.

"Cockweasel doesn't have nightmares," the horny goblin explained to her. His hands were suddenly free of his bonds and they were on the top of her head, guiding her sucks. "I always have wet dreams bitch!"

Valeria's eyes widened in horror as the goblin started to thrust his hips up off the stone table, shoving his cock hard into her unwilling mouth. This was not the way her revenge was supposed to be going, she had not anticipated the goblin's willpower would be stronger than the spells Zeldin had shown her.

"Mmm!" moaned Cockweasel in appreciation as he pumped his erection between Valeria's full lips. "You suck cock in my dreams even better than you do in real life."

Cockweasel had a good grip on Valeria's jet black hair and his hips where pumping at high speed as he slammed his cock repeatedly into his former slave mistresses pretty mouth. Valeria tried to fight back and regain control of the dream, but the horny goblin's lusty mind was even stronger.

"Mind you," remarked Cockweasel as he fucked the sorceress's mouth. "Last time I had my cock in your mouth you were unconscious, this time you're using that sexy tongue of yours quite nicely."

Cockweasel let go of Valeria's hair, letting her do the work now. As much as the angry sorceress wanted to lift her head up out of the goblins lap, she found herself unable to do anything other than continue sucking on Cockweasel's hard penis, her tongue swirling around the hard shaft as her head bobbed obliging.

After a few minutes of further oral, during which, Cockweasel was moaning and groaning contentedly under her attentions he finally let her come up for air.

"Time to fuck now baby," announced the goblin, grinning eagerly. "You are the girl of my dreams after all. It would be a shame not to bonk you."

Unable to stop herself, Valeria climbed up onto the table where Cockweasel lay and straddled his waist, his stubby green erection pointing eagerly up at the entrance to her sex, which incidentally was dripping wet.

"That's it," said Cockweasel, still wearing a stupid grin. "Fuck me baby!"

Valeria gave a soft gasp as she slowly lowered herself down, the goblin's hard cock impaling her. As she slowly began to rock her hips, riding Cockweasel's cock, his hands slid up her bare thighs to rest on her shapely hips, guiding her movements.

As the buxom sorceress bounced on his cock, the goblin's hands moved up from Valeria's hips and reached for her ample breasts.

"Mmm," Cockweasel gave an appreciative groan as he grabbed hold of his former mistress's big tits, excitedly squeezing the abundant spheres and rolling her hard nipples between his groping fingers. "I've always loved these knockers baby."

Valeria gritted her teeth angrily as she fucked the dreaming goblin and he roughly mauled at her boobs. The dark haired magician gave an involuntary moan of pleasure as she ground herself down on the stiff goblin penis and she mentally vowed to double the pain she intended to inflict on her traitorous former slave when she finally got her hands on him.

"Yeah, ride my cock," groaned Cockweasel. He gave the side of her left tit a light slap, his grin widening as he watched Valeria's tits jiggle from the smack.

"Wake up Cogweasel."

Cockweasel frowned at the sound of the strange voice that suddenly filled his dream. He'd been close to cumming, the sensations of the busty sorceress bouncing on his dick were amazing, but the alien voice had distracted him.

"It's morning, wake up!"

"Wha!" Cockweasel suddenly awoke with a start, sitting up abruptly as his wet dream was torn away from him.

"What?" he repeated, glancing sleepily around the campsite. His pretty young squire Elizabeth was crouched beside where he lay, she had obviously woken him up.

"It's late Coorweasel, we should probably get going," Elizabeth said to him.

Cockweasel gave a disappointed sigh. His dream had just been getting to the good bit.

Continued in Chapter 3...

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