Princess Miri: An Erotic Coming of Age Monster Romance Novel (Miri's Monster, The Complete Series) (11 page)

"Miri
taste yum," he said.

"No!"
she screamed at him, kicking at his feet.  "You evil troll!  Stay away
from me!"  In a whisper, she added, "Do you remember what you do now,
Thump?"  While waiting for him to answer, she reached around behind her
and undid her bra, then removed it and tossed it aside.

Thump
nodded.  "Yah."

The
malicious troll grabbed her thighs, one in each hand.  He spread her legs wide,
like she was a cooked chicken and he planned on plucking them off for his meal. 
His tongue slipped from his mouth, a massive, slobbering thing, and he licked
at the undersides of her feet, and...

Miri
burst into laughter.  "Thump!  Agh!  No, no!  That tickles!"

He
stopped licking the bottom of her feet.  "Sorries."

And...
his rough tongue glided up her calf, savoring the taste of wine on her flesh. 
Some seasoning, preparing her, soon he would probably pull out the herbs and
smear them all over her nubile body.  His tongue trailed a path up her thigh,
towards her crotch, and then slapped against her exposed pussy.

Miri
gasped.  The story, yes, but fuck, she liked this.  Thump lapped at her folds,
licking the wine from her.  Soon the wine was gone, though, but he was still
licking.  She wondered if she tasted sweet, like the flavor she'd noticed on
his cock when she'd had him punish Allysin.  She wanted to ask him, but now
wasn't the time.  His tongue slid across her slit, pressing against her
sensitive flesh, and then the tip poked inside of her.  He did his best to lick
up all of her juices, except he was doing such a good job that she had plenty
more to give him.

Writhing
on the dirty prison floor(though she put down a clean blanket beforehand), Miri
let Thump take from her what he wanted.  It wasn't enough for him, though.

His
tongue left her slit and moved up towards her clit, lapping at her pearl.  She
tensed and wriggled, trying to move away from him unintentionally, but he held
her in place.  Then he lapped up towards her bellybutton and sucked up the wine
from within it.  She laughed at the sensation of it, watching him, amused.

When
his tongue reached her breasts, she lost it.  Thump's tongue was different from
a humans, which should have probably been obvious to her.  She'd seen it plenty
of times before, when he ate or whatnot.  Not too much different, but it was a
little more rough around the edges.  She imagined it being similar to the
difference between smooth, sanded wood, and a freshly cut board.  Except his
tongue wasn't about to give her splinters, thank the gods.

The
roughness of it caressed across her breasts and circled up towards her
nipples.  He flicked the one with his tongue, then licked down between her
bosom, lapped up some wine that had pooled there, and moved up to her other
breast.  When he finished there and went to her throat, drinking the wine
within the curves of her neck, she felt like she'd gone to the heavens.  He was
so gentle, but strong and thorough and absolute.

And
now that he'd finished what she told him to do, it was up to him to decide what
to do next.  Miri half-expected him to ask her, to be confused, but she was
pleasantly surprised when he didn't.

Thump
lifted her off the ground like a rag doll and placed her on her feet.  Guiding
her towards the bars of the cell, he pressed her hard against them.  Not too
hard, but hard enough that her large, pert breasts popped through the wide
space between the bars.  A center bar, separating one breast from the other,
pressed against her chest.  Legs wobbly, partially from the wine and otherwise
from the aroused excitement of what might come next, Miri barely managed to
remain standing.

Thump
held her up by the waist and loomed behind her.  Having done a wonderful job of
preparing her earlier, and using his saliva as a sort of lubricant, he guided
his cock towards her slit and pushed in.  In her mind, her story, this was a
rabid troll taking her forcefully in the cell.  He slammed her against the
bars, crammed his cock into her pussy, and ravaged her hard.

Or,
not really, but everything Thump did had a certain amount of force to it.  Miri
was too small by far to take his cock easily, considering its size.  He pressed
it into her, pushing more and more in, until finally he'd hilted himself inside
of her.  She practically purred, feeling the delicious sensation of being
absolutely filled.  Thump pulled out of her, then thrust back in.

Miri's
breasts bounced, slapping against the sides of the bars.  The cool feeling of
the bars, combined with the slight sting as her breasts hit against them, was
unlike anything she'd felt before while having sex.  It was strange, but
erotic, and she wanted more.

Whispering,
she said, "Careful, alright?  Not too hard."

Thump
grunted out some unintelligible words, but she had no doubt he would listen to
her.

Miri
inched forwards while he fucked her, carefully letting the uppermost part of
her slit press against one of the cool bars.  She gasped at the coldness of the
metal as her clit touched it.  Thump sheathed his cock inside of her, and
jostled her enough while doing it that her pearl slid back and forth along the
bar.

"Fuck!"
she said. 

Too
much pleasure all at once, but she wanted it, wanted more.  Grabbing the bars
with both hands, she held herself in place, squeezing them in her fingers for
all she was worth.  The next time Thump pushed into her, she was prepared for
it.  Or, she thought she was prepared, but her first orgasm rattled its way
inside her, forced there by the excessively pleasurable feelings brought on by
Thump and the cell bars.  The story in her mind played no small part, either. 
The troll-ravaged prisoner thrashed about in pure, ecstatic fear, her orgasm
blazing through her, her body demanding its needs be met.

Once
she finished her orgasm, Thump stopped pounding his cock into her pussy.  He
kept it inside of her, filling her, holding himself close to her.  Miri kept
gripping the bars in her hands, grinding her crotch against the bar between her
legs, and easing out every last ounce of pleasure she could get.

When
she finished, Thump picked her up, still keeping her impaled on his cock, and
walked with her towards the blanket laying on the cell floor.  He sat on it,
then lay down, looking at her with a big smile.  She was sitting on his cock
like it was some sort of chair, except one that fit inside her, watching him,
confused.

"Thump
do," he said.  "Now Miri do."

Oh! 
She laughed.  He'd done what he wanted, as she'd asked of him, and now he
wanted her to do the same?  Whatever she wanted.  She liked that idea.  It was
sweet.  Thump was so considerate.  Mind, he was supposed to be vicious and evil
right now, but he'd done a good enough job before, so she could forgive him
this one transgression towards his learning.

She'd—Miri
had never been in this position before.  His cock pressed into her at an angle
she'd never felt, and he seemed to twitch harder inside of her than usual when
he was laying on the floor.  She inched forwards on his stomach, half of his
cock sliding out of her, and crawled upwards on his body while her hands
grabbed at the hair of his chest.  Letting her legs loosen a bit, her knees
bending as if she made to stand, she pulled them back so that her calves
touched against her thighs and her body crashed back onto his cock.

The
next time, Thump helped her.  She felt awkward in this position, but felt
wonderful, too, so different and unique.  She found she could grind her clit
against his stomach if she maneuvered properly, which she desperately wanted to
do.  Thump grabbed at her waist and helped her ease off of him, then when she
clenched her thighs to push back onto him, he hastened the motion and slammed
her onto his cock.

Savoring
her control, relishing in the power of it, she pressed hard against his
stomach.  She could feel his cockhead digging into her so beautifully.  The
next thing she knew, Thump was looking at her strangely.  He had a similar
expression on his face to what Allysin had before she'd lost herself in the
throes of her orgasm.  Interesting.

Miri
didn't quite know exactly what to do, but she knew she wanted to see the rest
of that look, the wild abandon when his climax took over and he came inside of
her.  Mind, she'd seen this before, to some extent, but never from this angle. 
It took on an entirely new perspective, especially since she had full control
over it now.

When
she clenched her pussy against his cock, he twitched hard and fast inside of
her and his mouth dropped open.  So that was a good move, she thought.  Gods,
it was good for her, too.  The veins of his cock flared whenever he twitched,
and her squeezing cunt felt every delicious inch of him inside of her.  Miri
went into an undulating motion, like a sexual snake, letting an inch or so of
him slide out of her slightly, then right back in, while she ground her crotch
against his stomach and squeezed his cock with her inner muscles.  Her ass
bounced, making slapping noises whenever she slammed down on his shaft and her
cheeks clapped against his thighs.

This
was it, this was good.  Thump held onto her waist, helping her in her
movements.  Or, he did up until the point when his tongue lolled out of the
side of his mouth and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.  Then he
gripped her hips hard and forced her onto all of his cock.  Miri was close,
too, growing more and more aroused just by watching him so close to orgasm. 
When he spurt his first jet of cum into her, a loud grunt escaping his drooling
mouth, she went over the edge.

She
clenched her thighs tight and let her pussy wrap around his cock.  Tossing
herself onto his body, her breasts squishing against his stomach and chest, she
squeezed against him, letting the pleasure pound through her.  His seed shot
into her harder next time, splashing against her cervix, trying to gain
entrance into her womb, and then inevitably bouncing back and sloshing out of
her cunt and sliding down his cock towards his balls.

Miri
squirmed and wriggled on his stomach, trying to push up and down his shaft
while her intense orgasm kept her in a glazed state of mind.  Her and Thump
were no strangers to sex and orgasms, but this position and this place seemed
more intimate somehow.  Their own place, where they could do as they liked and
were doing it right now.  He released all of his passion inside of her, and in
return she gave her orgasm over to him.

They
finished sometime.  She didn't know when.  She lay on Thump's stomach, a
sweaty, sticky mess, with his cum leaking from her gaping pussy.  Thump had his
arms wrapped around her, holding her tight, smiling at her.  The smell of sweet
Riesling on his breath wafted towards her.  Maybe they should get really drunk,
finish off the rest of the wine, and just have sex all night in the dungeons in
some frantic, horrid mess.  That sounded nice, except someone was bound to come
and look for her eventually, even if she had strictly told them not to some
time beforehand.

She
couldn't risk it.  Gods, she was so tired right now, too.  She just wanted to
sleep, except there were no good beds down here.  They'd have to go back to
Allysin's room for that.

Lethargic,
and not wanting to move, Miri lifted herself off of Thump's softening, though
still massive, cock, and made to stand.  She wobbled side to side at first, but
he helped her keep steady.  Finding her bra and panties, she put them on. 
Thump had never taken his loincloth off, but maybe he should have.  It was
covered in wine and sex stains, and looked like it needed a thorough cleaning. 
Oh well, she'd ask Allysin to secretly take care of it when she next had
laundry duty.  Her friend owed her that much for the time she allowed her with
Thump.

Somehow
they made it back up to the bedroom.  Miri didn't remember much of it, but when
they arrived Thump had her cradled in his arms and she was half asleep. 
Allysin wasn't around, still off doing her castle servant duties, apparently. 
Thump held Miri against him with one arm while pulling down the blankets and
sheet on the bed.  Placing her in bed, he tucked her in while humming to
himself.

She
was about to just fall asleep, no questions asked, but something caught her
eye.  What was that?  It definitely wasn't here before.  She gave it a cursory
glance through half-lidded eyes, almost passing it by again, but then she
realized what it was.

Fuck! 
Fuck!  No!  Where, who, how had that gotten here?  She didn't understand.  What
was going on?

Hanging
on the wall, framed in a cheap, wooden frame, was some picture of her and
Thump.  It was her old bed and room, from a strange angle.  In the picture,
Miri was laying in the bed, eyes glazed and rolling into the back of her head,
while Thump slammed his massive erection into her.  Except, this must have been
at the end of that, the end of their first ever sexual encounter, because there
was a pool of his cum leaking from her cunt and covering the bed around her
thighs and ass.

Next
to the picture was a note, stuck to the wall with a nail.  Miri panicked and
jumped out of bed, running towards the picture and the note.  Snatching the
note from the wall, she scrambled to open it, but couldn't figure it out at
first.  Desperate and in shock, she ripped open the envelope and pulled the
note out of it.

It
said:

"Dear
Miri,

How
have you been?  I hope you've been enjoying your birthday present.  It sure
looks like it, doesn't it?  Don't worry, I have a bunch of these, so I can
share them with everyone.  I won't yet, though.

I
expect you'll want to think things over, and realize just what I'm doing.  If
you haven't figured it out yet, I'm going to blackmail you.  This is Fleur, by
the way.  The girl who was dating Roy before you stole him?  I wonder what
he'll think of you having sex with a troll.