Lewd Dungeon Adventures Novels & Stories

To make a point, she poked her tongue out at me, revealing the round, full stud adorning the soft flesh. My heart jolted. In all my 50 years, I'd never experienced what it felt like to be licked by a woman with a tongue piercing. I reckoned Francine could coax my soul out of my body if she ran that pierced tongue along my shaft. The other three women closed in with feline grace, surrounding me. I watched as they stripped. "Come on, Mr. Warden, help us out. We've been pent up for too long." Their perfect, young bodies were on full display before me, reminding me that these women were fresh out of adolescence.

After finishing her talk, Selen immediately hide behind Lia because Violet and Noa glanced at her. "Hahaha," we laughed at their behavior. We were heading to the market and when I looked around, it turned out that what was being sold there were monster body parts such as skin, horns, claws and some that had been used as weapons or fighting tools. Not far from the market, there is a large cave that is guarded by many troops. In front of the cave were countless adventurers going in and out, it was the continent's largest dungeon. A dungeon consisting of 100 floors filled with monsters with different strengths on each floor.

But the light was not done fighting. --- Lila’s Visit to the Dungeon The dungeon stank of rot and damp stone. Chains rattled as Kaden shifted weakly in his cell. His wrists were bruised and bloodied, his strength fading, his wolf silent. The heavy door groaned open. Kaden tensed. He didn’t need to see her to know who it was. Lila stepped inside, her silhouette sharp against the flickering torchlight. Her aura pulsed with dark power. She moved slowly, like a predator savoring the moment.

It showed that he had just added me successfully. [Not bad! Jason took first place.] The group chat was as lively as a party. Everyone waited for Samuel to pay up. For a moment, the group chat went quiet. Then Samuel sent Jason a transfer of five thousand dollars to Jason. [My name is Samuel Sanders, and I am a man of my word.] The group chat burst into cheers. That five-thousand-dollar transfer made the game feel even more real. Everyone knew Samuel and I had been together for five years. I laughed at myself. It turned out that even five years of relationship could have a price tag placed on it.

Walking in front of Li Wei and his four male pals, Nawa stated, "But it's not impossible to meet other monsters in C-Plus level on the Dirt floor. At that time, the floor of the dungeon gave off an unpleasant odor that was a combination of the damp scent of a basement that had never been exposed to sunshine and the smell of blood that had dried abnormally. These young Monster Slayers have been walking for an hour but haven't seen a single monster. The complaining started. "Huff! not to mention the monsters we faced that were Grade C-Plus! Nawa yelled, "Not even common C-class monsters have appeared since earlier!" The other buddies also voiced annoyance.

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”

But I no longer cared. Moments later, the Underboss, Venero Castellano, unchained me from the rack. Pain shot through my body, and my legs gave out as I collapsed onto the floor. "You'll leave in a week, and you are never to return. Once your identity is wiped out, no one can ever find you again," Domenico said and lifted my chin with the tip of his cane. The light flooding in from the open dungeon doors stabbed at my eyes. As I crawled out of the dungeon, I felt like I was about to be reborn.

I catch a couple of makeouts, grinding, and odd displays of bondage and strippers of every gender serving people they call Masters. “This is?“ I let my curiosity get the best of me. “A sex dungeon, At least that's what it's called.” Cecile murmurs near my ear. Her voice is warm with alcohol and mischief. “No one here cares who you are. It's just all about what you want, Aurelia.“ That should terrify me instead it sparks up my initial idea to a huge flame. If Oliver won't fuck me, someone else will and no ounce of guilt will come out of it.

If only one side opens, it means the other room wants to keep their privacy. Downstairs is a place to drink while masculine men attend to the female clients’ needs. And when they want to do things further, there are private booths upstairs where the servicemen will serve them according to the ladies’ every beck and call. Women of different ages, from different walks of life, and of different races come here to enjoy and relish their sexual pleasures. “I want a dildo inside of me,” Scarlett ordered to the servicemen. “But tease me first,” she added. “Yes, just like that,” she moaned. “Ohhhh… Mmmmm…”

Levi said in a whisper voice Azrael and Lexi both jumped down from the vent following Levi. What welcomed them was the stinky dungeon. The stench of body odor and dried blood lingers through the air and Azrael was just trying her best not to vomit. The smell made them nauseous but determination took over. They all looked through the cells of the dungeon. They were wolves from the Crimson Crest pack, lying down without strength. At first glance you might think they are dead but they are not. They are only covered with their own blood and sweat but they are still breathing… barely alive.