The Misadventures of Ka-Ron the Knight by Donald Allen Kirch Read Free Book Online Page A

bottom of his stomach. A desire to maintain that spasm ensued. Ka-Ron's hands started to twist his nipples.
    His eyes rolled back into his head, and turned white.
    Ka-Ron of Teal, Errant-Knight to the kingdom of Idoshia fell and passed out upon her bunk.
    She had just experienced her first multiple orgasm.

CHAPTER EIGHT

    Ka-Ron woke from a deep sleep, sighing with relief. With the suns shining in her eyes, smelling the familiar and fresh fragrances of a stable, the knight was certain that what she had experienced was a nightmare - just a silly dream. She was in her bunk, covered with a bearskin blanket, and silently laughing.
    The laughing stopped when she had an itch on her chest and reached up to scratch it.
    "Oh, no," she moaned miserably. "To the gods, no."
    Again, as if by remote command, her hands came to life, grabbing each of her breasts. Her mind became flooded with pleasures and senses to which she was quite alien. A delightful and sinful sneer formed on her countenance, as she began to play with her chest. It had never occurred to the knight that a woman received so much pleasure from the simple act of contact. The nipples of her newfound femininity became incredibly sensual. By simply touching them, she caused waves of heat to explode down her body and end at her toes. Her tongue started to itch with curiosity. What it would feel like to place one of her pink, hard, nipples into her mouth?
    "What has happened to me?" she whispered, terrified.
    It did not take long for her body to react to her thoughts, which also seemed to have a command beyond her own. Sweet feelings of cold shivers spread up and down her back, as she placed a nipple in her mouth, sucking on her breast like a hungry child. Her hips began to swing side to side, rocking the bunk. A wetness that she seemed to fall in love with exploded between her legs, and she started to feel some of the spasms, which had caused her to lose consciousness before.
    "I can't stop!" she cried. "Someone, please, help me!"
    Ka-Ron let out an uncontrollable moan, as one of her hands left her breasts and probed down towards her womanhood. As a man, the knight knew how to stimulate a female in his love arena. But as a woman: Ka-Ron's knowledge of arousal was elementary at best. However, she was enjoying herself expertly. Someone else had to be guiding her. It had to be Kai.
    "Kai," Ka-Ron pleaded. "End this. To the gods, woman, I loved your daughter."
    Rational thought seemed to escape the knight's head. She raised her skirt and spread her legs, allowing intimate invasion. She cried out in rapture, experiencing the waves of warmth mixed with an almost poetic pain. Ka-Ron was a woman now, but she was also a virgin. Of course she was! She had never known a man.
    The pleasure was almost maddening! One finger, then two. She spread her legs out more, causing the skirt of her dress to rise. Her legs were free, and her womanhood was visible to any that happened to walk into the barn.
    "Stop! Stop! St&" Ka-Ron's words sank to the boundaries of her bunk. She paid attention to the subtle up-and-down motioning of her hand, not realizing that the other was pleasuring her by stimulating her breasts. "Faster!" she found herself whispering. "Faster!"
    Echoheart, speechless for the only time in his life, stood gawking at the strange woman in his master's bed. If the King himself had handed the horse an apple, he would have been too dumbfounded to take it.
    The barn filled with the sounds of a woman's love-screams.

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    When Jatel woke, he was pleased to find a new sword and a basket of rare fruits and oils waiting for him in his room. These last were compliments from the King! The ruler of Idoshia had just wanted to make sure that the squire of his bravest knight had not felt left out of yesterday's celebrations. A proxy of the King had been sent to present his best wishes to Jatel, thanking him for both his services and his sacrifices. The King was indeed a noble leader, to have taken