The Farmer's Wife Gets a Goblin Surprise (Excerpt #1 - Upping the Ante)

Marcus watched as his wife’s breathing kicked up a notch. The sly goblin had a grin on his face as he was rolling her clit between his thumb and forefinger, stroking her love button back and forth. She rubbed her legs together beneath her blouse, chewing her lip.

“Alright, I think this has gone on - hic - quite enough,” Marcus groused. The goblin booze was slurring his words and dulling his reason, but he still had enough sense to realize that things were going too far with his wife.

Belgin ignored him. He reached up a clawed hand and tugged down her blouse slightly. Adelina gasped as one of her breasts popped out. Belgin licked his lips, leaned down and captured one of her dainty pink nipples with his lips, giving it a suctiony wet suckle. Down below, one of Chorf’s pudgy fingers slipped beneath her skirt, peeled aside her undergarments and slid into her pussy. Adelina clapped a hand to her mouth and gasped as her nipple was sucked and a goblin finger penetrated her cunt.

“Arright, t- that’s enough!” Marcus slurred, standing up onto his feet. The moment he did, however, the room around him began spinning and stomach began to turn. Almost immediately, he collapsed back into his seat with a groan.

Belgin popped his mouth off of Adelina’s nipple, looking over at Marcus, cocking his head. “Oh, you aren’t lookin’ so good, fella. Maybe you oughta rest, ya?”

“N- no, I’m f- fine…” Marcus groaned, his body swaying slightly as he could scarcely keep his balance atop the seat he was sitting in. Adelina could tell that the booze that the goblins had given him was hitting him hard.

“You don’t look fine. You should sit this one out, mate,” Belgin said with a smile.  “We’ll attend to your pretty wife’s needs while you are out of commission.”

“Attend to…wha…?”

Belgin ignored him and once again used his claws to pull down her blouse, freeing her ample breasts once again. The goblin leader whistled, smiling up at the stunned woman. “Now that’s the stuff. What a lovely set of tits, missus. Your husband is a lucky man.”

“T- thank you,” Adelina answered without thinking. Her face was flushed with barely-concealed excitement from her nipples being stimulated. But her concern was for Marcus, who looked very out of sorts, as if he was on the brink of passing out. She stood up slightly and prepared to tug her blouse back down. “Marcus…”

“Just leave ‘im, babe. He’s fine.” Belgin leaned his head down, giving her a wink, before his mouth captured her pink nipple. His tongue swirled around the hardening nub as she let out a gasp.

The female goblin, Zillis, cleared her throat to get their attention. Adelina opened her eyes and saw her join in next to her two male compatriots. She now found herself surrounded by three of the four goblins, all eager to “play” with her.

“Mind if I join in here?” Zillis said, winking up at Adelina.

Belgin withdrew his lips from her nipple with a wet smacking sound. “Sure, sis. She’s got two perfectly suckable tits. I’ll get one, you get the other.” Belgin returned to swirling his tongue around her nipple. By now, it had grown as hard as a pebble under the goblin’s eager attention. Zillis grinned and lowered her head down, her lips gently and sensually closing themselves around Adelina’s other nipple before she could protest.

“W- wait…Zillis, you cannot do this. You’re a woman, like me!” Adelina gasped. She was finding it difficult to focus. All of her most sensitive spots were being stimulated by goblin fingers and tongues. She looked across at Marcus as his eyes fluttered. He was struggling to stay awake from the goblin booze.

Zillis extracted her lips and grinned up at her, brushing aside a black hair from her half-cut. “Ya honey. I’m a woman. A woman who loves other women. Lucky for you. More goblins to pleasure your lovely body.”

“But I don’t…” her words were cut off by a sharp gasp as the gobliness’ teeth nibbled gently on her nub. At the same time, the gobliness’ small fingers brushed through the small, trimmed tuft of her pubis to begin rubbing her clit. “Oh gods!” Adelina moaned. The gobliness laughed into the human housewife’s ample breast, her finger finding and rolling her sensitive clit. Down below, Chorf’s pudgy finger continued to slip in and out of her sex.

“She’s gettin’ pretty drenched, Belgin,” Chorf observed, his finger entering and exiting her pussy with wet squelching sound.

Belgin pulled away from her nipples again, grinning at his companion. “That it is, chum. Her tight cunny is lubin’ itself up for goblin cock.”

Marcus watched all of this with disbelief. Though he was fading in and out, he was still partially aware of what was going on around him, even if it all felt like one big dream. One big nightmare. Three goblins were surrounding his wife and giving her purposeful pleasure, entirely ignoring his existence as he sat in his chair and watched. Only Tamm, the youngest goblin, sat out for the time being. The teenager sat and drank silently, sporting a tenting erection in his trousers.

Something which he couldn’t describe kept Marcus rooted in place. The goblin booze certainly didn’t help, making him so tired and dizzy that he could scarcely move for fear of tumbling over. Part of him knew that he should attempt to put a stop to this now, even if he was liable to topple over from his inebriated state. But there was also something else amid the humiliation and anger. Curiosity. He needed to see what would happen next. To guard his wife and make sure the goblins didn’t go too far, or for some other reason, Marcus couldn’t say.

As he heard Adelina’s soft sighs and moans, this shocked and troubled him more than anything else. How could she be enjoying this? These were goblins, for Maker’s sake. He inwardly applauded her at first when she had protested and stood up for him, but that resistance seemed to be waning rapidly now. He couldn’t exactly blame her; she surely didn’t know what these devious creatures were capable of. Perhaps it was simply better for her to go along with it rather than resist them. But how could she be letting out soft sounds of pleasure?

Belgin popped his mouth from Adelina’s pink nipple. He grinned when he saw how hard the nub had become from his sucking. He reached up to give her nipple a tweak for good measure. “You ever given head before, pretty lady?”

Adelina’s eyes widened, looking back and forth between Belgin and Marcus. “I…yes…a few times…to my husband.”

“Only a few times? You don’t like doing it?” he asked, shamelessly brushing his thumb over her lips suggestively.

Adelina blushed. She hesitated to explain her reasoning, but the goblin ale was clouding her judgment. “I…don’t mind it. But…Marcus doesn’t. He finds it too strange.”

Belgin let out a boisterous laugh. “Does he now?” he said, looking back at Marcus. Though drunker than he’d been in a long time, Adelina’s husband seethed at the goblin laughing at him. “That’s crazy to me, chief. I’d be fucking her mouth a few times every day if I was married to a firecracker like her.”

Zillis pulled away from sucking Adelina’s other breast and diddling her clit for a moment. “Leave the fella alone, Belgin,” she said before nibbling on the human housewife’s nipple again. The irony of this was not lost on Marcus, even as drunk as he was.

Belgin waved her off. “Fine, fine.” He smiled at Adelina. “How about you show me what your mouth can do, honey? I’m a man who can appreciate that sorta thing.”

Adelina waged a battle within herself, chewing her lip. It was hard to inwardly debate this with Chorf and Zillis continuing to stimulate her body. “I can’t. I’m married.”

“Not even for an extra four hundred crowns?”

Adelina gaped at this. “Four hundred…crowns…?”

Belgin grinned. “That enticed you, eh? And that’s just for the suck-job. I’ll pay ya even more for…whatever else me and my crew do with ya after.”

Adelina gulped. “I’m not a whore.”

“I know that,” Belgin answered. “But it’s fun to act like one for one day, isn’t it?” He saw her blush and look away in response, confirming his words.

The truth was, the little bastard was right. The thought of whoring herself out to goblins turned her legs to jelly. It was so damn arousing, and exactly the type of wild, uninhibited reprieve she had been looking for. But could she do this to Marcus? She was hoping that he would agree for the money, if nothing else.

“Marcus…we need the coin,” she said, looking over at him.

“Lina…no,” Marcus said despairingly.

Adelina looked back at Belgin, chewing her lip. By now, her legs were shaking from mounting pleasure as Chorf fingered her and Zillis flicked her nipples with her tongue. “F- five hundred?”

Belgin grinned. “Deal, babe. Let’s shake on it.” To Marcus’ chagrin, the goblin took hold of his dainty wife’s hand and had her reach out and grasp his shaft. He hadn’t even seen the goblin covertly draw it out of his trousers. His wife’s eyes widened as her fingers wrapped around the goblin’s surprisingly long, green cock.

Marcus was aghast. This was spiraling out of control. “Lina!” Marcus protested with slurred words.

“Too late, chief. Me and your woman already shook on it,” he said, looking back at him. “Besides, what’s it to you? You don’t want her using her mouth on you, as crazy as that is. So it ain't like I’m stealing something from you anyway.”

Adelina looked at her husband, giving him a guilty look. He looked back at her beseechingly, but neither of them had any time to debate this further. Belgin scooted himself closer to Adelina on the haystack. “Make room, ya shits!” Belgin groused at Chorf and Zillis. They grumbled something to him in response but obliged. He looked over at Marcus. “Chief, if your wife ain’t good at giving head, I’ll change that by the time I’m done with her, don’t you worry.”

Marcus wanted to strangle the goblin. He probably would if he was not so drunk that he could barely move. He reluctantly watched as Belgin gently took hold of his wife’s brunette hair. “Down you go, nice and easy now,” he ordered.

Adelina hesitantly allowed the goblin to lower her head down to his crotch. She took a moment to observe his shaft. It was larger than she was expecting for a goblin. It was about the size of her husband’s cock if not a bit longer, and on his short frame it looked even larger. It was a long, dark green shaft with a lighter colored head, and it had slight bumps all along its surface. The cockhead looked like it had a slightly pointy curve to it, like a snout as opposed to a bulbous cockhead that human men had.

“Go on, honey. Take it in that sweet mouth of yours,” Belgin whispered down to her.

Adelina gulped with trepidation, wetting her lips. The promise of coin certainly helped to motivate her. Trying to avoid what Marcus would think of her, she lowered her head down, parted her lips and took the head of the goblin’s cock into her mouth.

Belgin moaned. “Yesss! It’s been too fuckin’ long. Human babes are the best at this shit.” He looked pointedly at Zillis on the other side of Adelina. “Better than you, Zillis, ya muff-diving weirdo.”

“Fuck you, Belgin.”

Adelina ignored their bickering and snaked her tongue out to lick at the underside of the goblin’s shaft, curling it around the head. She tried to remember how to go about this, since it had been some time since she last performed oral for her husband. The housewife made sure to be careful with her teeth as she took inch after inch of the green cock into her mouth. To her pleasant surprise, it seemed as though the goblin had bathed fairly recently. This was good, as she was not keen on doing this with someone who had not washed themselves in weeks.

“So far, so good, honey,” Belgin said encouragingly.

Emboldened, Adelina ran her tongue along his cock as she descended further, reaching a hand up to cup and tickle his hairy balls. Each of her techniques were coming back to her quickly, spurred on by her mounting lust. The goblin seemed to appreciate her efforts as well, as his breathing was starting to quicken and she felt his sharp fingernails gently scratching her head. Inch after inch of goblin cock pushed deeper into her mouth until he was nearing her throat.

Fortunately, he did not force her to go that deep. At least not yet. Instead, he guided her head up, his shaft gliding along the surface of her tongue as he did. When he had pulled all but the pointy head of his cock out of her, he gave a gentle push on the back of her head while pushing his hips upward, sinking himself into her warm, wet mouth once more. This pattern repeated several times until both she and the goblin established a lewd rhythm. Soon enough, his cock was making a steady push past her plush lips again and again. She found herself growing wet from the debauchery, making it even easier for Chorf to push his fat fingers in and out of her pussy, causing her to moan around Belgin’s shaft.

“Ah that’s it, babe. Swirl that tongue. Just like that. Fuck yes…that’s the stuff!” Belgin threw his head back and moaned. He ran his claws through Adelina’s brunette hair, guiding her mouth up and down his shaft. She took his pointers willingly, curling her tongue around the sensitive head of his green cock as he pushed in and out of her mouth. From what she could recall, it was a sensitive spot, and that proved true in this case. Belgin shuddered each time her tongue flicked at a certain spot just beneath the head.

Adelina didn’t want to admit it, but she was quite enjoying fellating the goblin more than she had any right to. The truth was, she was keen on giving her husband more oral sex, but it was rarely something he was interested in. But that need was still there for her, and she now luckily had an outlet for this desire of hers. The desire to give, and hear a male’s moans of pleasure as she serviced him. It gave her a strange feeling of power, like the commanding queens and noblewomen in her fantasy novels who had men wrapped around their fingers.

Even if Marcus didn’t appreciate it, at least she found another male who did. Even if it was a goblin.

She bobbed her head faster, hollowing out her cheeks and providing more suction to the goblin’s bumpy, girthy member. She curled her tongue around his fat cockhead and the underside of his shaft each time he pushed his way in. Her efforts seemed to spur on the goblin leader, running his fingers through her brunette hair as she bobbed her head.

Marcus watched with a contrasting mixture of disgust, amazement, jealousy and arousal.