Warm Window

I sat up and stretched out my body for a whole minute, feeling as fresh as a ripe fruit. I stood up, the soreness in my core completely gone, and I went to peek through my room's curtains. The sun was high up in the air, giving me a nervous worry that quickly faded into joy. I'd never been able to sleep in like this in my whole life.

And I had the most incredible dream last night! A dream that the super handsome boy I became friends with last night was in my bed, sweetly and gently using my body for pleasure.

My cheeks slowly warmed up as the dream became so vivid that I remembered how it wasn't a dream. That guy actually just walked in while I was sleeping just to fuck me! On one hand, I'd never felt so craved by a handsome man in my life, and it was making my stomach flutter with excitement. On the other hand, it was really sinking in that everyone here, even friends, owned my body.

When I went through my room's dresser looking for fresh clothing, I found a drawer filled with potions and lube bottles. The potions looked just like the one I licked out of Patty's pussy that prevents pregnancies, so I took a vial and drank it.

Then I took a bottle of lube and started fingering as much as I could into my pussy, slickening my insides to be as welcoming to cock as possible. When I finally got dressed, I picked a slim red dress, something eye catching to make better first impressions.

I left my room to return to the lounge, and it was almost empty. I only saw Sandy who was lying on a couch reading a book.

"Hi, Sandy!" I said, walking over. "Are you feeling better today?"

"Hm?" she mused, looking up from her book. "Oh, yeah. My groin is still sore as hell so the Chief told me I should stick with you all day. You know, 'cause I'm less likely to get fucked if I'm next to the exciting new girl."

My heart started to patter a little from that. Yeah, I was excited to try more, but it was still nerve wracking.

"By the way," Sandy continued, "he also assigned you to 'healer' for your work, and since I'm a healer, I'll start teaching you a bit today."

I fidgeted at the end of my dress sleeve. "Oh, yeah, work."

Sandy gave me a casual look. "Oh don't worry! It's not hard at all. After all, our main job is being sex toys for fucks sake. The men get all the hard jobs: raiding, building, hunting, trading undercover with the neighboring towns... speaking of which, Barrett just bought a fresh supply of food. Wanna go grab lunch with me? Well, I guess it'll be your breakfast, haha."

"I'd love to," I say with a smile, following Sandy out of the lounge building. "What's the usual food around here?"

We walked past the hobbled-together buildings, busier with people today. "Well we always have a lot of snacks. Dried or salted stuff that's easy to preserve like crackers, raisins, peanuts. But traders like Barrett will go and get us plenty of fruits, cheeses, and fresh bread from markets often enough."

My stomach grumbled loudly. "Oh my god, I can't wait. I've basically had to live off of dry bread and vegetables my whole life."

Something we passed caught my eye. A small area to the side where a group of men were laughing together and practicing archery on some targets. My eye instantly caught onto the black-haired shirtless lean guy I recognized as Draven. He slid his hand through his sweaty hair to get it out of his eyes before making his next shot.

God, he was pure eye-candy. I kind of wanted him to miss his target to balance out how cool he looked, but of course he hit his mark right on the bull's eye. When one of his companions missed, he went over to him and gave tips on how to improve form.

I heard Sandy whistling and saw her leaning against the building that we were next to, making me realize I'd completely stopped just to peep like a pervert.

"Hey there, new girl," a guy's voice called out. I turned to see that it was one of Draven's friends who was coming up to me, and before I could even introduce myself, he grabbed my waist and flipped me around.

My heart stammered, his bulge grinding into my butt as I leaned against the wall for stability.

"I saw you yesterday in the bath house," he said, one of his hands sliding up my waist to pull down my dress just enough to grab one of my tits. I instinctively tried pulling out of his grip, but he held me in place. Still, I felt my pussy heating up with every touch.

"I didn't want to bother ya then," he continued while I wriggled in his firm hold, "because you'd just been with the Chief. But you're just looking too good today in this dress," he moaned.

He pulled up the skirts of my dress to feel my thigh. Every touch gave my body conflicting signals: My cunt kept getting wave after wave of warm desire while my body flinched in reaction to him grinded on me and feeling up my body. The Chief may have fucked me with strength, but he'd let me submit to his movement as he held me. This guy's touch was forceful and insistent, something that kept me tense even as my pussy anticipated the dick she was certainly about to take.

When he'd grinded on me enough to get himself fully hard, he eased off me just to get his pants down. I tilted my head to the side to see Sandy who was casually chatting with another of the guys, clearly used to one of her friends getting suddenly occupied like this.

Then, my eyes slid past them and locked with Draven's. He was leaning against a post, watching me get aggressively taken by his friend. For a moment, I couldn't hear anything as I felt mesmerized by that look in his eyes, the subtlest smirk on his face.

Then I felt the guy fully lift my dress above my waist and slide his hard member between my thighs, getting it slick with my moisture. Draven stared like he wasn't going to look away for a moment, interested to watch the whole thing. I held his hot gaze.

My body relaxed against the wall, my instinctive resistance melting away from the man who was capturing my eyes. I arched my back to perk my butt out, offering better access. Draven's eyes slid down my body and back up to my eyes, setting my insides on fire.

The guy on me pressed his dick inside, slipping in easy thanks to all the lube I applied this morning. Well, he was also the thinnest of the three dicks I'd had so far. The slow thrusts he started with did little more than heighten my breathing.

"That feel good?" the guy moaned. It took me a few seconds to realize he was talking to me.

"Mhm, yeah," I said with an overdone moan to appease him. He seemed to like that, picking up his pace on me a bit. My dress shook until both my tits were popped out of my dress. Draven bit his lip at the sight of them.

My pussy clenched around the dick inside me, but all my excitement was coming from the man watching me. That look was restrained and cool but not able to hide his raw lust. I thrust backwards on the guy's dick in synch with the motions, using it like a toy while my eyes kept drinking up that beauty. Thank god he had his shirt off for me because I was starting to feel an orgasm coming from the sight of that body. Completely toned with abs, a v-taper, and broad shoulders, I imagined it was him taking me against the wall. I bit my lip, knowing from that look he's giving me that he's picturing it too.

I started moaning heavy, and my legs were getting weaker with every second Draven and I watched each other. The guy fucking me said something, but I couldn't tell what with my entire focus on my building orgasm and the eyes that were guiding me to it.

Then my eyes slid down and saw the large bulge that was pressing against his pants so much that it looked painful. Fuck, if he knew how happily I'd pull down those pants to free him.

Did he think I was pretty? Or did he just enjoy watching any of the girls when they were being used. He only slept with his partner, Lola, so was he watching me just to indulge in a little of what he can't have? Or was it possible I was particularly tempting to him? If Lola knew her partner was watching me with dark hungry eyes, would she be mad? The selfish part of me screamed with hope that she would be, that they were doing something wrong by locking eyes like this.

The scandalous feelings brought the wave of satisfaction I needed, thrusting back on that dick to ride out an orgasm. My head snapped away, breaking eye contact so I could fully indulge in the intensity. The guy gripped my hips tight as he finally stopped inside me, groaning as his thin dick shot its load. I moaned heavily and leaned my weak body against the wall.

When the guy pulled out and let go of me, I nearly fell over from the lack of support. I pushed against the wall and steadied myself on my shaky legs. Fuck, this guy was not concerned at all with being a gentleman. I shuffled my dress into place while the guy pulled up his pants.

"You were howling pretty wild there," he said with a self-satisfied smirk. "I'll be happy to make you cum like that anytime."

"Yeah, you were incredible," I lied with a nervous smile, smoothing out my messed-up hair a bit.

He walked off, back to his friends, with a proud look. Not a clue that the only reason I was able to get myself off was because of one of his friends drinking me up with his gaze. The stranger's dick wasn't particularly impressive, and I wasn't wooed at all by his touch. His insistence got me more tense than turned on.

I watched Draven turn away, getting back to archery practice with his buddies.

"Ready to head back out?" Sandy asked casually, like this was the most normal occurrence when trying to go anywhere. It probably was.

"Y-yeah," I said, just a little shaky as we walk. Whether from excitement or anxiety, I couldn't tell.

Sandy took me to a building connected to the tavern, and when we pushed inside, all my nerves got pushed away by my grumbling stomach. This building was a dining room, lined with long tables and backless benches for seating. Various people were seated to eat and chat, the tables having plates with fresh meats and breads that gave off a seductive smell. There were two girls who'd come in and out of a connected area, taking used plates and bringing more food for people who were still hungry.