Chapter 2 - Bonnie's Public Dare

"That was a great play!" Adaar listened to his partner gush on about that stupid Nevarran play. The slim though robust and scarred vashoth didn't get the story of it at all. All that happened was that two stupid kids ran away from home to get married and left their families to kill each other. Ebasit had to stop from laughing because the act was a tragedy, but it wasn't funny at all to him.

"Great at bad writing." Bonnie just shook her head at her much taller partner. As a human, Bonnie didn't have quite as cynical of a view of Thedas' cultures and peoples as her qunari friend did. She had also bothered to make herself at least partially presentable. Unlike the mercenary who merely threw on a long-sleeve coat that he'd taken from their last job.

The disgraced knight that Adaar killed had a sense for fashion and the Grey Elk freely plundered his stores after killing the man and his guards. After turning in the man's head, Adaar and Bonnie were using the graciously large bounty to fund a vacation through the city of Perendale. It was a small town, but it was expanding and fortifying in response to a rising military build-up in Orlais. Adaar figured that it had more to do with whatever was going on in the Free Marches or in Ferelden, but he stayed out of politics.

Unless he could get paid for it.

The pair entered an alley and a nearby lantern's light illuminated the corridor. Here, one could see Bonnie's scarlet red hair in a long and thick rich mane as though it were a red fire going down her back. Her peachy fair skin was heavily covered in brown freckles from her face to her toes. Her pretty face made her look even younger than she already was with pointed ears and green eyes. Adaar suspected that Bonnie was elf-blooded, though he didn't care enough to press the subject.

Her blue strapless travel dress was low cut and had a short mid-thigh skirt. Her thin white stockings were pulled just over her knees. In Adaar's eyes, any clothing only accentuated Bonnie's alluring curves. Her supple thighs were impossible to ignore, broad hips were more pronounced through her dress and even her enormous tits were barely covered by her dress. The tops of her tits were exposed in a tempting cleavage, the barest hint of her puffy areola could be seen by a keen eye peaking out of the top of her dress. Ebasit warned the lass that this would attract the wrong type of attention, but the redhead didn't listen to him.

At least, she didn't listen to him half of the time.

"Here." She said, stopping and looking at the wall as if it was important. It wasn't, it was the brick wall of a shoe-maker's shop and it was right next to a brothel. Even now, both could hear the faint moans of the courtesans servicing their guests. Adaar considered going in there, but one benefit to keeping Bonnie around was that it saved money. Why pay for pleasure when you had a lustful young girl who'd give it to you for free?

Tonight was a dare for the girl. She and Adaar had frequently laid with each other for months, but it was always somewhere private. In a tent, in a rented room, in an abandoned cabin, or in the wilderness where everything was fair game. Tonight, she was standing in place, fulfilling her part of a bet that she had made with Adaar. Both had guessed on whether their last contractor would skimp on the bounty and if Bonnie was wrong, she'd have to let the qunari mount her in public.

Adaar won that bet. "Alright, but I'm not stopping if someone sees us."

"Don't." Bonnie's breath increased with anticipating, gasping when she felt heavy hands cup her tits and pull down the top of her dress. The qunari used one hand to unbuckle his pants, letting them fall to the ground as he fondled Bonnie's cantelope-sized bosom. She moaned loudly, feeling the vashoth's grey fingers pinch and press on her sensitive and puffy nipples. She set her hands on the wall, surrendering to the inquisitive touch of the horned male hungry for her feminine skin.

Only half-erect, the more than a foot long qunari cock was rubbed in between her legs. Adaar massaged Bonnie's meaty tits, his hips slowly moving his shaft back and forth over the redhead's cunt. The lips of her pussy rubbed against his growing meat-pole, enticing them to dig the thickening head into her cunt and claim her again. The hood of her clit was not spared from the genital fondling, there was no escape with all parts of her pussy now in contact with the pink pole sticking out of a gray sheath.

Bonnie had no intention of escaping however, she didn't stop Adaar from molesting her cunt or her breasts. He giggled when he nicked and kissed along the side of her neck. The scarlet maned girl turned around and pressed her lips on his. Moaning into his mouth as his tongue teased hers with the deepening of their kiss. His hands continued to rub on her breasts and her rump, his cock kept rubbing along her clit, making both eager for the true dare to commence. Bonnie gasped and bent back into Adaar's grasp, her body losing control from the climax that washed over her nubile body.

Pulling her dress down her legs, Adaar stroked himself to ensure that he was at full mast. Bonnie kicked the dress off of her feet, moving apart her thighs to give the qunari full access to her wet pussy. He grabbed the girl's graciously large ass, rubbing his hands on those gluts as he positioned his shaft and forcefully invaded her twat. Even after all of those times that this Vashoth had mounted her, Bonnie would never get used to the first joining. A small climax washed over her when his shaft bottomed out inside of her, the head of his shaft teasing her closed cervix. The root of the qunari shaft stretched open her vulva, mango-sized testing resting on the inside of her thighs, filled with virile seed waiting to be released.

Her enormous breasts hung down from her chest, rock back and forth with each of Adaar's rapid and strong thrusts. Her hips rocked back to meet his thrusts, causing Bonnie to cry out loudly. She peeked to her right as the qunari mounted her, noticing smirking dwarf stroke his thick shaft at the sight. The bearded surfacer didn't even ask to join, he just smirked and winked at the pair, setting down a small bag filled with silver. A pair of humans kissed and pulled off their clothes as they entered the alley. Half-naked, they saw a moaning freckled redhead bent over and twirling her hips back against the qunari breeding her. The couple blushed and quietly looked for another alley, they did enjoy their privacy unlike Adaar and Bonnie.

Moments later, an elven servant leaving a late shift at work walked by the alleyway. Slender, lithe and cute, yellow short hair covering half of her face, the tips of the elf's pointed ears were red like her face. The elf girl licked her lips, watching this shemlen lass get pounded against the wall. The vashoth looked at the elf without breaking pace, scrotum mashing on Bonnie's scarlet pubes with each of his forceful thrusts. He gestured to the elf, watching as the blond girl slowly walked over to the mating pair. 

The elf girl had never seen a qunari shaft, let alone one as huge as Adaar's. For a moment, the girl thought that the vashoth's shaft was a horse's from its length and girth, Bonnie's cunt clenching tighter and tighter as she begged to be mated. The corona of the glans were locked on the inside of her cervix, trapping the head of the qunari cock in the entrance to her womb and pressing further into her most precious insides. The elf girl stuck out her tongue and licked at the shaft, adding her slobber to the vaginal liquids that lubricated the vashoth's penis.

"Close." Adaar managed, using a free hand to rub the elf girl's head, encouraging her to play with his testes with her delicate hands. The elf girl suckled on the scrotum, feeling the build-up of fertile spunk that was waiting to be sent into this redhead human's impaled slit. Adaar was groaning, the climaxing Bonnie screamed with another wave of erotic pressure washing over her like a lightning bolt. The human's pussy was rubbing on both of his stretched prepuces, wanting the qunari shaft to fire a river of seed into her womb. 

Adaar thrust himself on Bonnie one more time and cried out, a heavy stream of potent and thick cum rapidly flooding the woman's womb like a geyser. The elf girl kept suckling on the balls, letting them throb in her mouth as semen flowed out of them into the penis sheathed in those pink folds. Bonnie gyrated her hips on Adaar's, massaging his quivering cock with her claimed pussy, her body shaking with each strong splurt of cum that painted the inside of her quim.

Moments later, the qunari's climax ceased and he pulled out of the redhead, letting the gaping cunt squirt out a consistent river of cum. Bonnie collapsed on her knees, breathing heavily and sticking her fingers into her cunt to play with herself. Adaar gasped when the blond elf impaled her face onto his still hardened shaft, cleaning his cock with her mouth and her throat as she bobbed back and forth. Bonnie didn't stop when she saw, touching herself faster at the sight of some elf face-fucking herself on her Vashoth's cock.

However, the elf had to relent and come up for air. She breathed rapidly, unable to understand how any woman could take such a massive shaft inside of them and live. Curiosity joined with lewd desire got the better of the elf girl and she put her hand in the qunari's, the vashoth picking her up and guiding her pussy to his eager cock. The girl had nothing on under her gown and before she could pull down he top, the qunari was sucking on her small tits through the thin fabric. 

Bonnie gave her blessing to what was about to come, briefly deep-throating and licking Adaar's shaft to keep it nice and hard. Bonnie encouraged Adaar to fuck other women and got off on imaging how much hard Adaar would fuck her after mounting the stranger. It was Bonnie's way of quenching any jealousy by letting him compare their cunts to her's and he would always come back to her. A small climax struck Bonnie when she saw the elf get pulled onto the qunari, the girl gasping from the massive shaft that opened her small slit and stretched open her internal canal.

The elf put a hand on her mouth, muffling her own screams as she gyrated and thrust herself on the qunari shaft. Adaar sat against the wall, legs spread apart to keep himself and the elf riding him balanced. Her petite body writhed and twisted from her own actions, Bonnie's hands and tongue teasing the skin between her anus and her penetrated cunt. The redhead scooped thick filling from the white stream running out of her gaping cunt and put it in the elf girl's mouth.

"Big isn't he?" Bonnie asked the elf girl who just nodded, unable to speak from her overwhelmed senses. Bonnie sucked on the girl's small nipple, the elf rocking herself faster and faster on the qunari shaft, wanting it deeper and deeper inside of her stretched vaginal canal. One ejaculation did nothing to decrease the qunari's testicles and they continued to slap the girl's large ass in response to her gyrations. Adaar's lips wrapped around her free nipple, leaving the elf trapped in an assault on her tits from the two hedonistic strangers.

Many moments and elven orgasms later, Adaar slammed into the elf one last time and emptied another load of cream into the servant's womb. After multiple jets of sperm into the elf's insides, he pulled out and let the elf fall on the ground, emptying the rest onto her body as a stream of semen exited her snatch. Bonnie licked and kissed the elf, joining the shower and letting her freckled body get slathered in hot seed.

Later that night, a guard passed by the alley and saw a half-nude elf girl sleeping in the clothes of two different people. Next to the elf, a well endowed redhead heaved up and down on a qunari's throbbing shaft, streams of white cream leaking from her clutching cunt as she cried out and wobbled her breasts in the horned man's face. The guard didn't even bother trying to stop them, continuing on with his patrol and letting Bonnie ride out her dare for the rest of the night.