I thought about Amea's offer.
While we were cleaning the kitchen together, I interviewed her. I wanted to know more about her desire to go home. But my efforts were fruitless. Her answers were vague as if she didn’t want me prying in her past. Eventually I got tired of it.
“Look, Amea. If we’re gonna escape together I wanna make sure I trust you.”
“If I want to sabotage you I would’ve done it already.”
Yeah, it was useless. It was best to just let her tag along. She knew more about this world, anyway.
“Fine, I’m not gonna ask again.”
I’d known a lot about everyone here except for Amea. Imna said she’d always been aloof, but it was worse when she first arrived. Although Amea never displayed any rebelliousness, she was initially soulless, always staring at the wall and waking up sobbing at night. That was why she had to be exempt from the initiation rites for two months.
It reminded me of PTSD. I never bothered her about her past again. I just gotta trust her now. And it also made me feel bad about “the ritual.”
"I'm sorry about, you know, ‘deflowering’ you."
She gave me a confused expression.
“I just thought about it. You know, you probably resented it so much you don’t wanna try it again.”
She scoffed. “That doesn’t really mean a lot when you’re fucking everyone twice a day.”
“I don’t care what you say, but I really mean it.”
Suruina appeared out of nowhere. A quiver of arrows hung around her waist. She slithered towards a shelf where a bow laid.
"What're you two talking about?"
"Cleaning."
She snorted. "Who talks about cleaning while cleaning? Anyway, sandkin, Imna wants you to come with me.”
Everyone called me Champion or sandkin and I’d gotten use to it. Not like I could use my old name anyway. A “Caesar Cooper” wouldn’t exactly fit in a fantasy world.
"Why? Am I gonna start hunting now?"
"You requested fresh air from Imna, didn't you?"
"Oh, right."
I didn’t think she’d agree so quick. I had no reason to decline the offer.
After bidding Amea farewell, I followed Suruina. It was a long way to the exit. We passed by a long, jagged hallway that emerged into a cavern full of glowing blue mushrooms. Beyond that was a series of labyrinthine cave tunnels riddled with clear puddles and anxiety-inducing stalactites. The constant water dripping would’ve been calming if it didn’t sound like a distant rain.
The whole journey lasted about twenty minutes. As soon as I felt fresh air coming in, I inhaled as deep as I could. Such a refreshing air without any trace of pollution, and the sensation was similar to chugging cold water in summer heat. Somehow the second inhale wasn’t very pleasant. The air was humid.
The first crack of light flashed my vision. I’d been cooped up for months underground that the sunlight was blinding. I had to wait a few minutes before my eyes finally adapted.
True enough, we emerged from the foot of a mountain and into a lush rain forest. The trees were thick and tall, its gnarly barks swirled into weird patterns. Grasses grew up to a feet long, tickling my lower legs in every step. Moss covered anything it could latch on, and the ground was soft.
"So what're we hunting?"
"Follow me."
And I did. Birds chirped, but it was unlike your typical forest chirps. Hell it might not be birds. Out of curiosity, I activated [Eyes of the Hunter(Master)]. Several heat signatures of all shapes and sizes revealed themselves. There were multiple creatures the size of a bus out there.
My shirt was already soaked from the droplets falling from the canopy, and my pants was drenched. The unsteady worsened the journey.
I steeled myself despite the discomfort. I couldn’t let this stop me from escaping and fulfilling my quest. In fact it just excited me. A rain forest meant a lot of resources, and a lot of resources equaled more goods to sell.
Suruina hadn’t said a word. After close to an hour of walking we arrived at a thatched hut with a weird red, round stone sitting outside. The hut didn’t seem abandoned. In fact it had just been recently used. Stuff used for hunting and alchemy cluttered the table, and the bed was made neatly.
After we got in, Suruina removed her clothes, pushed me against the bed and climbed on top. She was quick to grab my dick and rub it against her slits to excite me.
"Let's do a quickie here."
"I thought we came here to hunt?”
"We have the entire day to us, and I’ve grown tired of fucking underground."
She wasted no time. As soon as my dick erected, she pushed it into her soaking pussy. Oh my god I couldn’t get used to this sensation.
The bed creaked as she grinded fast. It might break and produce splinters my body could lay on. I couldn’t focus thanks to that.
"We’ll wreck the bed. Can you carry me?" I said. She was much bigger than me anyway.
She gave me a confused look.
"Just carry me. I'll do the humping."
Suruina carried me with ease. I wrapped my arms just below her tits and pressed my face in between. So soft! I looked like a clingy child but I fucked her as a horny adult. I’d done weirder positions anyway.
I thrust my dick and began pumping her like an automatic dildo. She moaned hard, hugging me tight. If I could take this girl with me I would. I could never get tired of her wriggly pussy.
My hips ached so I laid her down, ignoring the flimsy bed. I climbed on top and began pile driving her. Just as I was about to cum, her tail grabbed my back. Semen sprayed on her fat belly instead, which she immediately rubbed dirt on.
“Why did you do that?” I said, bummed out.
“We’re out hunting and the least I want is feeling weak.”
"And the dirt?”
"Your cum has a strong smell.”
Well that made sense, but she could’ve just sucked me off.
She prepared her hunting gears with the intention to leave me behind. Not like I wanna tag along, anyway. I could see tens of medium-to-large heat signatures not far from here.
"For your own sake, don't escape. You see that stone out there?" she said, pointing at the red stone.
"What’s that supposed to be?"
"It’s a malevol ward. It hides anyone from monsters, so we’re almost invisible here."
After that warning, she left, only to come back again. I didn’t expect her to lean down and kiss me passionately, filling my mouth with her tongue coiled around mine.
“What was that about?”
“I’ve been thinking – maybe we can escape together? Return to the desert and start our own coven.”
I sighed. Imna wanted the same exact thing.
“I’m not sure if we’ll survive in this forest.”
“Right. But I’m considering it.”
She gave me another kiss before leaving. That was sweet but unfortunately, I planned on escaping much earlier than that.
It was quite boring in the hut. So I tried testing the range of the malevol ward. I had to step outside twenty meters before monsters reacted. That was a conveniently long range!
Then another idea appeared. I could just just use this place to store my stuff.
After a few hours, Suruina returned with squirrel-like critters tied around her waist. And, as expected, we fucked not once but three times before heading home by sunset. No vaginal creampies, but I appreciated her sucking me off sloppily.
This became a new part of my routine. Whenever it was Suruina’s turn to hunt, she would bring me and tell me about her plans of escaping. I patiently smuggled my stuff, too, and hid it in a dug hole under a barrel.
I declined Imna’s suggestion of tagging along with other women for hunting. My excuse? I’d gotten used to Suruina’s routine and it meant more safety for me. The orc couldn’t refuse my decision, and Suruina mistook it as me hopping along with her plans to escape.
For the next month, I gathered enough things to let me thrive in this world. Tonight, Imna finally let Amea have sex with me. It was the perfect time to escape.
"Do you have to watch?" I asked Imna. We were currently eating dinner.
"She still requires a guide."
"I can do that. I’ve learned enough from everyone."
Imna hummed. "Well, perhaps..."
"Right? You know what? To make things better we should drink alcohol. It can help numb the pain."
I filled Amea’s mug with ale, and also mine. It was usually part of dinner but this time, I wanted everyone to indulge in it.
"Maybe we should all drink together. You know, to celebrate Amea being a true member of the cult."
"She is a true member of the cult, though,” Suruina said.
"Yeah, but her initiation didn’t really last long. This time I’ll fuck her ‘til dawn.”
Amea rolled her eyes.
I raised my mug. "To Amea!”
And then Imna raised her mug too. “Praise be the Mother.”
They didn’t think it was a bad idea, so they drank. I kept hyping everyone up, filling their mugs as soon as it was empty. But since ale had low alcohol content, I switched to wine they only consumed on rare occasions. They were tipsy enough to care.
Amea caught onto my plan, too, so she didn’t drink much.
Once they were drunk and drowsy, I carried them to their bed.
"Let's go," I told Amea.
"And the sex?" she said followed with a hickup. Her face was flushed, and her eyes were seductively droopy. She got drunk.
"You drank? We’re escaping!"
She latched on me and began licking my lips. The strong scent of ale and wine clung to her.
"We can do that later! Accompany me for a while...”
I peeled her off me. As much as I wanted to play with her it wasn't the time.
I grabbed her cheeks. "This is the perfect time to escape, let’s—”
I noticed a movement from the corner of my eyes. It was Imna. I bent Amea against the table, tore her pants, and inserted my cock between her pressed thighs. Imna smiled at the sight of us.
"Fucking on the table after dinner? Wild…” she said.
I watched Imna head for the comfort room while I humped. The doorway faced us, giving Imna a full view of the scene. My heart beat fast both from anxiety and arousal. Amea turned herself around and removed her loose shirt, revealing her full naked body. She spread her legs and her wet, tiny pussy was in full display.
“Put it in, you desert scum!”
Imna sat on a bucket to pee, keeping her eyes on us. After the last drop, she split her legs and began playing with her clit with a drowsy face.
"Ahh~ Just... continue, you two. Don't mind me."
Fuck, this just made things worse. But since everyone was asleep, I might as well entertain Imna. I aimed my dick against Amea’s slit. Just like before, the tip wouldn’t go past her cunt without a lube. I spat on it a few times, smearing the saliva on our privates.
After inserting the head, Amea whimpered. I pushed the rest of the head, but she resisted by pushing me back. I spat on it again and tried pushing. She winced.
“Mmh~”
That moan further aroused me.
“I can’t do this now,” I said.
Then I looked at Imna. She was passed out on the bucket. I stayed still for more than a minute, anticipating any movements. None. It was time to escape.