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The White Wolf & Little Weasel	By : Ingsoc Category: S through Z > The Witcher Views: 1005 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Chapter One
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"Geralt!"
Geralt turn around and saw it was Dandelion that was calling to him, he waited until the bard catches up to him, and then they both continue their walk to his apartment at the Beauclair Palace.
While they were walking him and Dandelion spoke about this and that, about their time on the road, and other memories and other unimportant things.
"But, there is a reason I came to you Geralt, could I enter? This discussion need some privacy"
Geralt gesture him to enter, and they both took a seat at his guest room.
"I came to speak to you behalf of Little Weasel, that is the Duchess"
Geralt said nothing and let Dandelion continue.
"She grown in respect for you, heard only good things about your work slaying monsters, and especially of getting rid of that tiresome Succubus that plague the good womenfolk of Toussaint"
Geralt kept silence and let Dandelion continue to speak.
"And of course, she heard about your prowess as a lover and she alwa---"
"Damn it!", Geralt was visibly turned angry "And how did she heard about that? You been told not to expand about my life in verse, respect my fucking privacy for one"
"I didn't!" Dandelion was quick to defend himself, "Haven't sang about you since that whole incident with Rience, I swear!"
Geralt cast a dubious look at Dandelion, as to say he doubt that his poet friend could resist the alure of the subject, or the audience acclaim that singing about it will bring him.
"As I was saying", Dandelion return to the subject matter, "She heard great deal about you, and you know what they the gossip about Witchers is, and the fascination of them to the female sex"
Geralt categorically didn't knew, or at least pretended not to.
"Anyway, Little Weasel asked me to arrange a meeting between you two, where she could experience the famous Witcher libido at first hand"
"You astonish me, Dandelion", Geralt gave him a look that said that when it concerning Dandelion sexual inclinations nothing could truly astonish him, "Most men would went into a fit of rage at the mere thought of being a cuckhold, what is it that Duke Raymund planned to do with you after he found out your affair with his wife? Have you put to death, cook your heart, and make Anna Henrietta eat it in front the entire court?"
"Well, don't offend me by comparing me to this boor. I, my dear Witcher, have an open mind head about me when it concern such matters, as befit a person living in the 13th century"
"Besides, I know monogamy is impractical" Dandelion smiled at Geralt, like he reveal to him some hidden wisdom, "And so is Little Weasel"
"Did the Duchess actually said that?"
"Well…"
"Dandelion, you fucking blockhead! Your 'Little Weasel' is the Duchess of Toussaint and she is known as a capricious ruler, she isn't some tavern wench. Cheat on her, and you guilty lèse majesté, you will have your arse out as her favourite and have it dragged straight to the gallows. Your 'open mind head' will be detached from your body"
Dandelion just shrugged, as if Geralt concerns aren't based on reality.
"Not to mention you're sterile, no risk of Little Weasel falling pregnant after you did the act"
"You mean, you haven't—"
"Oh, I ploughed her, ploughed her real good", Dandelion gave Geralt one of his broad insolent smiles, "Just not in a place that could result in a child being conceive"
"Besides, I thought of another reason you should do it, you have no choice, like you said my Little Weasel is ' a capricious ruler', you have the choice of either stick you cock is deep in her cunt or to have her take your head, personally I don't understand why the decision caused you such a dilemma"
"Damn it, Dandelion! What you got me mixed up in now? Associate with rulers never end well"
"You exaggerated, Geralt. Nothing bad will happen to you afterwards. Anyways, in a week from now, come to my apartments at night – I have a bath with hot water ready for you and some handmaids to scrub you good, then there is a secret passage from mine to Anarietta bedchamber"
Geralt gave him a look of distain, but he knew he doesn't really have a choice.
A week later
Geralt manage to give the slip to the rest of the hanza, as much as he disliked lying to his comrades and friends, the situation isn't something he could explain, in fact, he shouldn't he understand perfectly the need to be discreet.
Like Dandelion promise, their wear a bath with hot water and some servants to wash him, after this was done and the women left, Geralt look at what Dandelion pick for his outfit, 'A doublet and silk pants? No way I'm going to wear that', so in the end Geralt decide to go wearing only a towel to his waist, it's not like he will go via the palace corridors and any clothing he wears will soon be cast off.
He arrived at the Duchess bedchamber, she had the most luxurious canopy bed, big enough to contain several people, next to it he saw Anna Henrietta and Dandelion sitting and sipping wine, Dandelion was wearing his usual fancy cloths his taken to wearing since he become the Duchess' favourite, Anna Henrietta on the other hand was wearing a very thin and transparent nightgown and nothing more beneath it, Geralt could clearly see her breasts in all its glory and a hint of her pubic hair between her legs, his cock twitch at this sight.
"Your Enlightened Ladyship", Geralt bowed, "Dandelion", he added with to his friend much less formality.
Anna Henrietta look at his half naked body, inspecting his well muscled abdomen and the erection beneath his towel, she licked her lips, obviously enjoying the sight before her.
"Geralt, there is no need to such formality, it's a unofficial gathering of friends, you may call me here by Anarietta. Please take a seat, and enjoy some Est Est"
Anarietta gestured the seat in front of her, Geralt sat and poured some wine for himself.
The three of them had a polite friendly conversation, Anarietta enquire about Geralt friends, his witchery work in the Duchy and if he is any closer to fulfilling his knightly vows. Geralt on his part asked about the happening at court and the running of the Duchy.
"Shall you begin your intimate meeting, my Little Weasel? The night isn't getting any younger" Dandelion declared, kissed Anarietta very modestly on her cheek and retreat to a chair at the corner of the room. Geralt noticed bulge, clearly merely thinking about his woman being ploughed by another man arouse him.
Anarietta took her nightgown and gave him a good look of her bare big perky tits and as well trimmed bush, she looked at him with her horniness apparent on her face, "May I?"
Geralt nodded his approval, and Anarietta started to fondle him, exploring the shape of his muscles and the form of his scars, clearly fascinated by the Witcher body.
Then her lips were on his and their tongues met as they kissed each other, Anarietta then kissed his neck, "Geralt" she whispered "You must not be afraid of my wrath, be as rough with me as you want, you wouldn't be punished, for now I'm just a wench you ploughing, not a Duchess".
Anarietta continue to kiss Geralt body, advancing lower and lower, making sure to tenderly kiss every scars he had, until she reached his groin and discard his towel covering it.
Anarietta was sitting on the floor, with her head between Gerlat's legs, she was admiring his stiff cock, she grabbed it with her hands stroking it several time before running her tongue over its length, making sure to lick it from all sides. She then took the tip of tip in her mouth, her tongue licking Geralt pre-cum.
Anarietta began to suck earnestly suck him, but took no more than a quarter of his member length. Geralt lay his hand on her chestnut mane and consider his options, the sensible thing was to let the Duchess handle things on her on face, regardless of what she said to him at the beginning of the evening, or the other hand the thought was manhandling and using that stuck up bitch of a Duchess like a common tavern whore turn on Geralt to no end.
But Geralt cock was inside the mouth of the said woman, so in the end horniness triumph over common sense, he forcibly held her hair and slammed her into his member, feeling her chin touching his balls, he held her there for a minute, during which he gave a quick look toward Dandelion, who was busy watching them like it was theater, except you didn't pull your dick from you breeches and jerk it as you watch a play. The bard winked at him.
Geralt release the Duchess, and she pull out from his cock giving him a shocked look, her makeup smeared and she had tear in her eyes, Geralt only gave her a look that say 'You asked to be treated like a harlot, so in reality it was your idea'
He return his hand to her head, this time leading her more gently to his cock, and she ended up taking it all in on her own accord.
Anarietta was sucking him with all the enthusiasm of a real street harlot, taking the entirety of his dick in and out of her mouth.
Geralt felt he was close to cum, he took Anarietta head from his dick, took her wine cup that was still half full with Est Est and released his load inside of it.
"Here you go your grace" Geralt handed her the cup with the mixture of wine and semen "A prime vintage if I may say so myself, and the wine not bad either"
Obediently, Anarietta took the cup and emptied it like a good little slut, just as Geralt wanted.
"Geralt, I need you, need ---"
"Yes, your grace?" Geralt cut her off, jerking his still erect member "What did you wish of me?" he wanted her to beg for it.
"Plough me, I want your cock deep inside my pussy, take me like you would a brothel wench. Please Geralt"
They both went to her bed, Anarietta lay on her back and spread her legs wide apart as was humanly possible.
Geralt started by entering a finger into her snatch, then a second one and a third, they all went without a hitch, "You're soaking wet, it's like the Yaruga down there", he started fingerfucking her. With his other hand he cupped one of her breasts, give it a good squeeze and then pinch her rock hard nipple, he gave the same treatment to the other one.
Anarietta moans like a dock side whore, it was obvious she desperately needed him inside of her.
Geralt was on the bed in front of her, he lifted her legs and lay them on his shoulders, with one hand on her throat and lightly shocking her, his member easily entered her pussy.
He buried his entire length into her center, enjoy the warmth of her cunt, engulfing his cock, move his pelvis back and forward as he began to fuck the Duchess of Toussaint with vengeance.
"Harder… faster" Anarietta mange to say between her moans, Geralt was more than happy to oblige, increase the pace of his rutting and squeeze his hand over her throat a little harder.
Anarietta was in heaven with Geralt pounding at her, his balls hit each time he was fully inside her.
"Cumming, I'M CUMMING", her fold squeezed the Witcher cock as she orgasm, Geralt was not far behind her as he finally release his load while buried deep inside of her.
Geralt was out of her with a sound of a pop, Dandelion came to stand next to him, watching his best friend spank dripping from the pussy of the woman he loves.
"What a marvelous sight! Absolut fantastic! I told you Geralt wouldn't let you down"
Anarietta just whimper something indecipherable, truly in her state, messy and disheveled, she looked less like a Duchess and more like a two crown whore after a rough night.
Dandelion was beside Anarietta, praising her beauty and her performance he just witnessed, Geralt said good night to the couple, got his towel and left the bedchamber, he hoped the night wouldn't return to bite him in the arse.
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