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Unto the Ages: Chapter 166
🕑 Added 2025-05-08 12:25:44 +0000 UTCAfter chasing off their pursuers and checking on their casualties, despite losing three men and a few others sustaining minor injuries, this haul was a great victory. And as the men distributed the loot to where it was needed the most, Grud gave and received a few congratulatory backpats before excusing himself and going into one of the empty houses.
When he was behind closed doors, the victorious smile vanished from his face as he sat down on the bed with a pained groan. He then looked down at his side that had sustained the spear stab and grimaced.
To everyone else who saw Grud, they would have seen nothing wrong due to the darkness of night and being covered in mud. However, if they brought a torch closer, they would have noticed dark blood mixed with that blood.
‘Danm. The wound opened.’ Grud mentally cursed to himself.
Hearing and sensing Grud’s pain, Mita came out of Grud and materialized naked in front of him. “Before you rest, let's get you cleaned up first.” she said as she helped him up and brought him to where a few jugs of water were.
After undressing Grud and sitting him down on a stool, she scooped water and helped him wash off the caked-on mud he used to camouflage himself.
When most of the dirt was washed off his body, Grud felt Mita’s warm, soft, supple breasts press against his back as she started using her humongous tits as a washing sponge, going up and down his wide back.
Naturally, being backed-up from not having a proper fuck in weeks, which was a harem’s workload of cock-milking effort, and being tense from battle, Grud’s dick went from flaccid to rock hard in seconds.
When Mita was in a squatting position, she reached around with both hands and grabbed Grud’s thick shaft. She then pulled down on his shaft, pulling back the skin and unleashing the glans from under the foreskin.
As she brushed her tits up along Grud’s wide back while standing up, her hands followed her ascend, ending by brabbing his huge glans. She then rubbed the head of the glans with one hand, while using the other to dig into the sensitive glans folds.
This made Grud groan in pleasure at Mita’s ministrations.
After a few more strokes of her breast on Grud’s back and hands on his cock, she leaned in just next to his ear and whispered, “Your back is clean, now lets take care of your front.”
She then came around, climbed up onto Grud’s lap, careful not to touch his wounded side, straddling him while pushing her breasts onto his chest, sandwiching his dick between her buttcheeks, and looking at at him with lustful eyes.
As Grud’s hands came up to hold her waist, Mita swatted his hands away. “No moving for you. We do not want to make your wounds worse, now do we?”
“And how is what we are about to do any better?” Grud said with a smirk.
“It is better because I am the one doing all the moving, now stop arguing with your wife and enjoy it.” Mita said sharply, and Grud relented.
Seeing that her husband was more compliant, Mita pushed her ass back, grinding on the hot rod between her ass cheeks. As she pulled herself back, her breasts squished against Grud’s chest, making warm and rich mana-filled milk leak out of her nipples, forming rivulets of milk flowing down to their crotches.
While Mita was grinding on Grud’s dick, Grud’s prehensile dick instinctively right curved up into the crack of her ass, lodging itself deep to get as much ass on dick contact. And after a few more rubs, Grud could no longer stand the stimulation.
With Grud’s dick curved to follow the shape of Mita’s bubble butt, the it was aiming right at her head, so when the first high pressured rope of cum shot out of his dick, it hit Mita right in the back of her head, and the following rope of cum pained Mita’s back whiter than it already was with his hot cum.
As rope after rope of cum covered Mita’s back, she was twerking her ass with his dick sandwiched between those juicy ass cheeks, milking Grud’s dick as much as she could from his first ejaculation.
As the last spurts of cum splattered on Mita’s back from Grud’s minute-long ejaculation, Mita got up from making hickies all over his chest and helped Grud up and led him to the bed.
She then lay Grud down on the bed, crawled on top of him, and proceeded to sheath his dick in her pussy, all they way up into her womb.
As Mita rode Grud’s dick, they both interlocked their fingers for her support, but even a veteran size queen like Mita could only withstand a few strokes before her legs started feeling like jelly. Grud noticed this and released the hold on her hands and supported Mita by her hips, letting her top-heavy body slump on his chest.
This caused Grud to wince as she landed on Grud’s barely closed wound.
“Sorry,” Mita mumbled into Grud’s chest. “I do not have the strength to move.”
“There is nothing to be sorry for when you and all your sister-wives stress your bodies to satisfy me.” Grud said as he slowly raised and lowered her hips on his dick, while Mita just surendered her lower body to Grud and hugged him, basking in his warmth.
As Mita enjoyed Grud’s warmth and Grud slowly used her pussy like a fleshlight, Mita turned up to Grud and said, “Speaking of sister-wives… what do you think about that fire woman you rescued?”
“Who? Tavora? What about her?” Grud asked.
“I was thinking about adding her to our family. Maybe we can learn to use fire magic like she did. Besides, she likes you, you know? When you are not looking, she plays with her nipples and bean while whispering your name.” Mita purred.
“I know. I can smell the arousal off of her. In fact, I can smell the arousal from most of the women in the tribe. The only thing stopping them from propositioning me is the tales of the toll your bodies go through to satisfy me.”
Mita chuckled, “Silly man, there are more women than you think who are more than willing to be taken by you. If you would only ask, they would happily open their legs to you. But we know that you do not want to spread your seed recklessly, leaving hundreds of bastards in the wake of your flooding seed. So we have been politely turning them away when they come to us for our blessings before approaching you. But for Tavora, I approve of her, and I am sure my sister-wives would agree. Despite her scars, she would make a great addition to the family.”
Grud pondered it for a while, “I am not opposed to taking on another wife, but I do not want to pressure her into revealing her secrets. We can only ask”
Mita pulled herself up his body and planted a kiss on Grud’s mouth. “Ah, my dear husband. Despite having so many women in his harem, he does not know the lengths a woman would go to or give up for love and affection. Especially when he has the tool to pry every secret out of them swinging between his legs. So, when you are done playing war, go invite her to bed and force your cock onto her womb. Now, stay silent and move my hips. I want to feel your hot seed fill me up.”
“As you wish.” Grud said and started vigorously bringing her hips up on down, causing his dick to punch the roof of Mita’s womb repeatedly.
This vigorous action caused Grud some pain, but he ignored it as the pressure of his next ejaculation built up, eventually leading to his second ejaculation of the night, bloating her womb and leaving Mita drunk on the pleasure of having her womb stretched.
By the end of the night, both of Mita’s tits were sagged form having been drained of their milk, she was leaking cum out of both her vagina and asshole, and there was not an inch of her skin that was not painted white with Grud’s thick cum. And as Grud was fast asleep, Mita was lying between his legs, unconscious, with his huge nutsack draped over the top half of her face, and his prehensile penis had instinctively curled and bent to seek her mouth and invaded it, letting Mita do what she and any of her sister-wives did on instinctint when their husband’s cock invaded their mouth. Suck on it, all night long.
***
Over the next two days, the fighting got more aggressive. Most likely in retaliation for the disgrace the Thunder Striders faced when they got raided and had their supplies stolen, with barely any casualties to speak of.
In those two days, Grud was on “light duty”... if anything he did was considered “light”. While his body rested, he decided to flex his magical might by practicing his telekinesis by picking stones and broken weapons up from the battlefield and throwing them at the enemy, essentially doing the work of ten archers until he ran out of mana and retreated to rest.
On the night of the second day of Grud’s “light duty”, the sentries on the walls noticed multiple disturbances on the outer perimeter of the encirclement, but were not able to discern what was happening. By the time Grud got word of what was happening and got to the wall, the disturbance was over, and all Grud could see with his enhanced eyesight and night vision was the Thunder Striders picking up their dead and wounded.
But he also noticed something else. The supplies on the outer perimeter that were mostly stationary were gone.
Grud just smiled and said, “It seems like my riders are copying what we did. They stole supplies from the enemy, and they did it faster than we did. But to be fair, they do have horses to help pull the carts.”
Grud then prodded his healing wound and only felt a dull throbbing pain, ‘I should be able to fight at full strength by tomorrow.’ Grud thought to himself before saying aloud, “Tomorrow, we go on the offensive. Can’t have my sons showing up their old man yet!”
Hearing that the legendary Chieftain Grud was going to lead them on the offensive, the men cheered.
