13 We Keep Having Sex and Keep Not Accomplishing Anything

I have a bit of a confession to make. I know things ended on a playful note last time and while Sam and I resolved to have even more steamy, playful sex, neither of us expected it to last three entire days. Sure, it wasn't nonstop or anything but it was as close as you could get. This young warrior had brought out an entirely new side of me and I needed to get used to... whatever the hell this was.

For three whole days, we ravaged each other like animals.

I found out the fun way that Sam was not always a submissive bratty-type, and she thoroughly enjoyed being the dominant one just as much. I think that our first time was special and she knew I needed to be the one to take the first step and fuck her into submission. After that, all bets were off. I'd say the times where she took complete control of me were just about equal to the times I spent enforcing the will of my needful cock on her.

There were no holds barred during this fuckathon and I drenched Sam in so much of my cum that it��s a minor miracle she didn't drown in it. There were some things we didn't do, anal, for one- neither of us wanted to stop fucking long enough to go get dressed and stumble outside to buy lube- but for the most part we worked through just about every fantasy the two of us had. Since I've been alive much longer, I had quite a lot more to get out of my system than this younger girl could ever hope to deal with on her own. To my surprise, though she adjusted to my monstrous dick and more than matched my suppressed virgin lust with her own.

We fucked in my bed, we fucked outside behind the Guild, and we fucked in every room we could conceivably fuck in... and when the smell of our sweaty, primal, obsession with each other's bodies became pungent, we fucked in the bath, too.

When we got hungry we'd take small trips downstairs and I'd make whatever quick bullshit I could cook with what little we had, in as little time as possible, and she'd reward me for the meal by letting me screw her right there on the dusty table. Hell, even when I was doing the dishes she'd sneak back to the kitchen with me and start sucking my cock while I scrubbed our plates.

If grandpa were still alive, he would die of disappointment all over again if he knew the fucked up things I was doing with this teenage, busty, bombshell-brat in his Guild. But hey, grandpa's NOT still alive. And this isn't his Guild anymore- it's mine.

Eventually, like all good things must, the carnival of pure indulgence had to end.

It was a good run, and I learned a few things about myself and Sam along the way. For Sam, I kept noticing her pussy would do the pink glowy thing a shortly after cumming inside her. I haven't yet broached the topic with her, she's usually out of it when it happens and it's a strange thing to bring up- I haven't the faintest clue of what the hell could be going on there. Sam is mysterious enough as it is, I don't feel like wasting too much brain power on every new riddle that rears its ugly head right now.

Regarding my dick, well... putting it as bluntly as I can I don't run out of cum and trust me, we tried. My refractory period has also become much shorter. A good fap used to take me 20 minutes or more to get good and ready enough for round two, but now it's closer to two minutes. Even less depending on some of the things Sam did to me. She... ahem. Wanted to try some rather invasive things with her finger and while it felt strange and uncomfortable, it certainly had the desired effect.

We awoke on the 4th day and it started as the last three had, with the two of us awakening from our sex coma. This was a blissful routine to have fallen into, admittedly. Waking up to the blonde beauty in my bed made me almost not even care about anything else. She was mine, and if I wanted to stay in bed all day and remind her of that fact I didn't even need to ask. I could just start fucking her the second I woke up... and for a while I considered it before letting out a long, dragging sigh.

Sam stretched out her nubile body in response, letting out an early morning yawn as cutely as she can. "Aw... I'm gonna guess that means we have to actually do stuff today, Boss?"

My hand reaches to the top of her golden curls and begins to stroke her affectionately like a pet. "I think we've had more than enough fun."

Sam pouts at me. Her rich, full lips look so soft and inviting to the touch but I know she's using them against me. "If you say sooooo." The bratty Princess says while rolling her eyes.

"You were the one saying I need to start fighting for my guild, Sam."

"Mm, yeah, but like, that was BEFORE my tight little pussy learned what an absolute beast you are, Daddy!" Sam licks her lips knowing full well that I'm staring at them. My morning wood is closer to a morning oak tree, but I do my best to ignore her siren call.

"Princess, are you ignoring Daddy's orders? Are you trying to upset me?" I take her chin in my hand and lift her to face my mystical eyes. She blushes and is overcome with a wave of submissiveness.

"N-no Daddy, NEVER...! I... I just...!!"

"Shhhh." I pull her closer and closer, up to my lips for the first kiss of the day. Tender, sweet, and deep, it still tastes of passionate lovemaking and I savor every bit.

"Good girl."

Sam, now a lusty mess, looks almost as if she'll cum from the slightest touch. She really likes it when I act all dominant over her and it's too fucking much to bare.

The Princess giggles and looks askance, sitting up in bed and letting the covers fall revealing her naked torso with its thick curves and her luscious tits. "Thank you, Daddy," She coos. "What do we need to do today?"

"A bunch of stuff. It may not look like it, but I've been thinking about everything we need to do to get the Guild back up to a minimum level of efficiency."

The lust fades from her emerald eyes and I see a glimpse of that more serious attitude she took on several days ago. I feel slightly intimidated until it passes. "Go on, Boss."

"You're going to need to go on a lot of low level quests. You won't be going too far, so I'll accompany you on each and every one of them. It's highly unusual for a Guild Master to accompany an adventurer, and I won't be able to join you on more dangerous quests, but we need to face two crucial facts here."

She nods along, intentently following my words with bated breath.

"We need to start bringing in a lot of income, and you aren't skilled enough to do anything beyond entry level quests."

Sam suddenly averts her eyes and sweats. "Damn, Boss! It fuckin' hurts when you say it like that... even if it's true."

Smiling, I sit up alongside her and hold her hand in mine. It's warm, elegant and soft, and in that moment it feels much more like a Princess's hand than it does a warrior's. Her cheeks fill with a brightly beautiful blush. "You'll get better. I'm already planning things out, Sam. Trust me."