Sex Friends with a Goblin

Since Gurk and I are having sex on a daily basis now, the two of us have done away with wearing clothes indoors. I've lost two Academy robes and three personal outfits from letting him assault me.

It's my fault of course. His primal instincts take hold, and he picks the quickest route possible to my naked body— by ripping my clothes off to get to my breasts and pussy.

I expected his balls to have run dry after filling me up so much, but that isn't quite the case. Goblins sure can produce an unlimited amount of sperm. And where he gets his stamina is beyond me. I can pass out while he's screwing me, and wake up to him still screwing me.

Which is why, as I am cooking right now, I'm only wearing an apron so as to keep from burning my front side.

Normally, I would never wear something this embarrassing. Being completely naked would have been preferable. Granted…

I do wish Gurk was paying more attention to me. I hear some couples do this out of a fetish. The idea of having the man come back from a hard day's work to see their woman naked, wearing only an apron, would drive them wild.

Yet, my goblin companion doesn't seem the least bit fazed or attracted. He's fooling around with Rio, chasing him under furniture and climbing on the bannister. I want Gurk to have sex with me in a naked apron, but he's more interested in playing with my familiar.

What about my attention? I thought he would be more excited about the prospect of fucking me on a daily basis?

I guess we did go at it nonstop the past few days. Maybe he's bored?

"Hmph…"

It's not like I'm jealous or anything.

The cooking pot begins to bubble, indicating that the stew is cooked to completion. I fill two bowls, and chop up a mix of raw meat and vegetables for Rio.

"Dinner's ready!"

My boys stop playing and clamour to the dinner table. I set the bowl of raw meat on the floor for my familiar, and the two bowls of stew on the table. Gurk and I usually eat across from each other, but this time I arrange his seat adjacent to mine.

Gurk looks confused for a moment but takes the seat anyway. I sit down next to him, still in my apron. He digs into the stew excitedly, scalding his tongue and mouth despite knowing that it's hot. While he's blissfully satisfying his hunger, I'm left with another hunger that needs filling.

"Erm… I added your favorite spice! I know how much it reminds you of living in the forest." I tell him, leaning in enough that my breasts are against his arm.

"Gurk happy Mistress thinks of Gurk! Food from Mistress always good."

"That's good to hear." I say, dejectedly.

He's not taking the bait even though I'm trying to seduce him. I don't want to just come out and say it… I still have my dignity…

I'm soaked. If I get up from this seat, I know there's going to be a pool of my juice on it. My crotch is itching so much, I just want him to put that cock into me right now. If he's not going to take me first like he's done before, I just have to take the initiative.

"Mistress?"

I crawl under the dinner table and kneel down between his legs. His limp green cock begins to rise and harden much to my delight. I grab it by the base and lead it to my lips, teasing the head with my tongue.

With my free hand, I gently caress his testicles. His legs start twitching, my stimulation clearly taking him by surprise. I can still hear eating from above.

That rascal… enjoying a meal while I'm down here enjoying his cock…

"Shhllurrp… mmh, lick… lick… shhlrrrpp! Haahh… haammph!" I open my mouth and take it all the way down to the base. The tip of his head hits the back of my throat.

The sound of Gurk sighing in pleasure encourages me to keep going. Lately, he's taken a liking to being deepthroated. Something about the walls of my throat that's different and just as pleasurable as my pussy.

"Shhlrrp… shlrrrpp… haa… chuuu— shhllurrrp!"

Gurk reaches down to grab my head. His cock begins to twitch and a load of cum gushes down my throat. "Gulp… gulp!"

As I pull away, I suction my lips all the way to the top. Gurk arches his back in his seat from the sheer pleasure.

We've come to learn a lot about each other's bodies and how to best pleasure the other. Gurk in particular, I learned that the tip of his cock is incredible sensitive after he cums. Which is why…

"Omph… kiss, shhllrp… chu!"

"Ahh... Mistress…!"

I know he especially likes it when I make out with the head, using my lips, tongue, and fingers to send him to heaven.

I continue to jerk off his fully erect dick. "How about you pleasure your Mistress this time—"

Knock. Knock.

"Seriously? Visitors?"

I come out from the table, wiping the bit of saliva and cum from my mouth. I head over to the door and open it just a crack. "Yes?"

A boy, maybe a few years younger than me greets me and immediately blushes red. "Oh, uh… Good evening, Miss Ellori… erm..."

I follow his gaze to my chest and realize I'm still naked, wearing only the apron. I feel a pair of hands grab my waist from behind me and a distinctly hard dick pushing up my pussy.

Wait… not now…!

"Excuse me—"" When I try to close the door, the boy puts a hand out to hold it open. "What are you…?"

"I'm sorry! My… my name is Duain. I, uh… my parents wanted me to deliver this to you. As a gift for helping our village so much." In his other hand is a bag of flour that he extends to me.

"Thank you— iiiieee!! Ahhnn!" I take it from him just as Gurk plunges his dick into me.

I have to keep my composure or the boy will find out about me and a goblin. If that happens, my life and reputation will be ruined.

However, even after accepting his gift the boy doesn't leave. He stands there, face red and looking embarrassed like he's expecting something.

"Y-you're from… nnh… Durai? Tell your— ahh… parents I said, thank you…"

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

Duain must know. There's no way he can't hear this. Even I can hear the wet sounds of Gurk pounding into me. I was so pent up today... Now that I'm being screwed so good, I can barely stand.

"T-the other boys said you offered them to visit your home. I was hoping I could visit you, too, Miss Ellori— eh?!"

"Aahh! Haahhh... " I fall forward and catch myself on the boy's shoulders. Our faces are only an inch apart. Lucky for me, Duain can't keep his eyes off of my chest which means he isn't seeing Gurk fucking me from behind.

"Are you alright, Miss Ellori??" Duain reaches his hands out, but he seems conflicted where to grab.

"Yes… nngh, I'm fine." I can't think right anymore. All I want to focus on is the dick that's pistoning into me. I put a hand to Duain's face. "Why… don't you come back another time…? Guh— aaaahhh! I'll...ahh… have a reward waiting for you…"

I kiss Duain on the cheek, reach down to pick up the bag of flour that I had dropped, giving him a clear view of my cleavage and close the door on him.

With Gurk still thrusting into me, I collapse to the floor on my hands and knees. He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head back, the final act driving me insane with pleasure.

"Haaahhh… fuck! Yes— fuck me! Harder… ughh— I'm cumming… cumming!! Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"