Baldur's Gate: Butt-Fucking For GOODNESS!

Author's Note: Been a while since I actually had a fairly substantive author's note for one of these, but here goes!

A year or so ago I was discussing Baldur's Gate on my discord, with it being one of my all-time favorite games, one I constantly return to to replay. When I insisted it wasn't "too hard" on its core difficulty, I was challenged -- to defeat the boss of the Nashel Mines, Mulahey, blindfolded.

A week or so ago, I finally did so, and I streamed the results. To call what ensued a 'victory' would be a grotesque understatement -- it was a massacre. The encounter was over in seconds, and with it came a prize, in the form of some funded Baldur's Gate stories in place of the client's typical commissions. I was given free rein, given that the stories were erotic, of course, which has put me in an interesting position.

All the weird little ideas for Baldur's Gate stories I've had over the years, I now have a chance to bring to life, while also experimenting with my own writing with some different sexual themes and positions. This is the first of those stories, which we'll get through over the next few months, and I hope you all really like it!

[story] [M/fu/fu] [more below]

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‭“All those eyes, and that creature never saw me coming, ha-hah! See what happens when evil meets Minsc’s sword, Aerie?” The hulking ranger cheered as the team dragged themselves out of the sewers, trudging their way, at long last, back towards the Copper Coronet for some much-needed rest.

“I mean... yes, we all saw, large one,” Mazzy let out a dry chuckle, the taciturn halfling shouldering her way past to join the rest of the group, “we were all there, after all.”

At the flicker of a frown on Minsc’s face, Aerie laid one gentle hand on the man’s shoulder, offering him a smile. “You were very brave. We couldn’t have done it without you, Minsc. Oh, and... Boo, of course.”

“Well,” the ranger chuckled, showing off a toothy grin, “we never would have gotten anywhere without Boo... but my heart is warmed by your words. Never has Minsc been more proud to have you as his witch. But now, it is time to relax, and enjoy the spoils of our victory over evil!”

Ranger, witch, and hamster made their way through the streets of Athkatla with the rest of their group, in the shade of their fearless leader from Candlekeep. With the Unseeing Eye and its cult defeated, more than a little bookkeeping needed doing, loot being identified and then either sold or distributed to those who would benefit from it most. When that was done, though, it was back to the slums, away from watchful eyes and to the group’s favored inn, long since cleared out of its loathsome underbelly (something Boo, of course, could not stand for). Finally, with the hearth to keep warm by, ale flowing, and the deep, lilting sound of strings and drums in the air, the party could finally scatter and relax.

For Minsc, of course, ‘scatter’ was a relative term. Certainly he could survive some time away from the vituperative glare of Jaheira, but it was his duty to remain beside his witch at all times -- and, fortunately, Aerie didn’t much seem to mind. The petite elf found herself near the large central fireplace of the Copper Coronet, nursing a glass of cold milk, her long, slender legs propped up on her watchful protector’s lap as she listened to him recite tall tales from his old life in Rashemen, and the travels between there and his arrival on the Sword Coast.

“--Like men with the heads of beasts, carrying great spears! Ohh, even Boo was afraid, though he would never admit it, of course,” Minsc chuckled as he recalled a more recent story, “Though we had never seen something like that in Rashemen, and we knew not how cunning the things could be! Gnolls, they were called, and even though Minsc felt unease, he knows evil when he sees it, eh? One by one I struck them down, my witch at my side, blood painting my sword red as I carved a path through them in a righteous berserker fury! Of course, I fear that on that day, I was not strong enough, and my witch was captured...” the massive ranger sighed, running one hand over his bald head and the purple ring tattoo on its side. “It wasn’t until I found our friend over there that I managed to heroically save her! There is strength in numbers, as Boo always says.”

The hamster squeaked from Minsc’s pocket, but neither confirmed nor denied the claim -- not as far as Aerie could tell, anyway.

“You don’t talk about her much,” Aerie said softly, soft eyes turning from the fireplace to the ranger. “You miss her, don’t you?”

Minsc frowned, silent for a moment, then searching for an answer. “I... Boo...” he began, but paused again. He didn’t want to trouble his new witch, but lies were not the stuff of heroes. “I do. Losing her left Minsc heartbroken, but you have made living without her easier. A ranger without a witch, after all, is like bread without soup to dip it in, yes?”

“Am I the soup, then, or the bread, old friend?”

Minsc’s eyes widened at the sound of a voice from behind him -- a voice all too familiar, an accent not unlike his own, if far more refined. He turned in his seat, and heard Aerie gasp as both laid eyes upon a ghost taken form: the tall, beautiful form of Dynaheir. Flowing black hair spilled down her back and olive skin a few shades darker than Minsc’s own painted her as a dazzling contrast to the slender, blonde elf that had been taken on as the berserker’s new witch, her slimming violet robes clinging to her curves, a slit down the side showing off one smooth, dark leg.

“...Dynaheir...” Minsc breathed, mouth agape for a long moment before he stood up from his seat, lunging forward to wrap the woman in an enormous bear hug. “I thought you had been slain! You have no idea how much Boo missed you!”

“This... this is her?” Aerie stood up as well, a blush rising to the elf’s cheeks as a sudden wave of anxiety washed over her -- Dynaheir was unmistakably beautiful in a way that made Aerie both intimidated and aroused.

“Dynaheir is me, and I am Dynaheir; thy mourning may now end, my champion,” the woman smiled, hugging the ranger back, then turning her warm gaze on Aerie. “I see thy keep much the same company, Minsc, but this one I do not recognize,” she purred, taking a few steps forward and tracing her fingertips tenderly along Aerie’s cheek, causing a little tremble in the girl. “She is beautiful.”

“This is--!” Minsc began, eager to introduce his new friend before hesitating, realizing the strange situation he is now in. In the dead air, Aerie spoke up.

“I’m Aerie. I’m a mage, a-and--”

“Minsc took thee on as his witch, believing me dead,” Dynaheir quickly put the pieces together, turning back to look thoughtfully at the ranger. “Perhaps I was mistaken when I assumed there would be a place for me when I found thee again, my friend. I do not blame thee for finding such a lovely new witch, of course, but....”

All at once, whether in a sudden flash of inspiration, or some helpful advice from his hamster, Minsc’s eyes widened, and his face lit. “Only a coward or fool would renounce his devotion to either of you -- so it is a good thing Minsc is neither! Who ever said Minsc cannot have two witches, eh?”

“This is... certainly a compromise I had not considered,” Dynaheir tapped a finger to red lips, giving the proposal thought... before her eyes glittered with intent. “I have a room on the inn’s upper level. Why do we not discuss things privately, there?”

Aerie nodded. “That... seems sensible, yes. The matter is so delicate, after all. Though if you don’t want me to come, I can--”

“Nonsense!” Minsc boomed. “New or old, you are Minsc’s witch. Come!”

Slipping past the rest of the group, the three made their way upstairs, where Dynaheir ushered the others into her modest room and gently locked the door behind her, turning back then to Minsc and his new witch. “Tell me, my champion,” Dynaheir asked, leaning back up against the door, her gaze more predatory than before. “Has Aerie been performing her duties for thee?”

“Well,” Minsc began, his heavy brow furrowing, “she does not have the knowledge of a rashemaar witch, but she is learning. Boo says we must be patient.” The ranger glanced down to his hamster, who simply stared silently with dark, glossy eyes.

“And...” Dynaheir took a step forward, slipping behind Aerie and laying a hand on the elf’s shoulder, teasing at the fabric of the girl’s sky-blue robe and ignoring her reflexive flinch. “...Hast thou been performing thy duties to her?”

Minsc went quiet a moment, his face starting to redden. “I serve as guardian, and... and guide, and slayer of evil!”

“And thy tend to her personal needs?” Dynaheir traced her fingertips down Aerie’s shoulder, along her arm, relishing the feeling of the girl’s shiver before bringing her hand back up the young elf’s front, teasing along tiny breasts through the soft blue fabric of her robe.

“What... what do you mean...?” Aerie shivered slightly, turning to look up at the other woman with large, innocent eyes, though her inquiry was at once answered and shocked away when Dynaheir’s ruby lips met her own, seizing her in a long, possessive kiss that stole her breath, left her knees weakened, her entire slight figure shuddering like a leaf in the wind.

“Mmn... clearly not,” Dynaheir purred, nibbling at Aerie’s lower lip, hands deftly beginning to unfasten laces and buckles from the elf’s robe, pressing her warm body against the other girls. Stealing another kiss that send Aerie’s eyelids fluttering, Dynaheir turned her gaze back to Minsc -- part reprimand, and part invitation. “If thou art to have two witches, we must show this one what being a rashemaar witch truly means, must we not?”

“I-I--” Aerie stammered, flushing fiercely at the unexpected turn of events, though despite her nervousness she also felt an intense spark of arousal, her lips still wet from Dyuaheir’s, nipples stiffening beneath her robe as the other woman caressed over them. She glanced back to the dumbstruck Minsc, and considered the nights she’d spent wishing the strange warrior would make a move, so unsure of how to breach the topic herself. Swallowing hard, she looked back to the mage who’d seemingly returned from the dead. “What do you... w-want me to do?”

“First, let’s get this down from around thy shoulders,” Dynaheir purred, nuzzling into the back of Aerie’s neck as she unfastened the back clasps of the elf’s robe, letting it slip down a little, then to finally fall, pooling like silken mercury around Aerie’s feet, revealing her to the two rashemaar. Aerie was short, as elves tended to be, barely five feet -- though made up most of her height in her slender legs. Her light tan skin was soft and smooth, marred only by the scars on her shoulderblades where her wings had once been, pinkish-brown nipples capping tiny, pert breasts. “There we are,” Dynaheir continued, hands descending to hook into the snug fabric of Aerie’s little white panties, slipping them down as well to show off the elf’s small, flaccid girldick, paralyzed by stage fright much as its owner seemed to be.

As she was finally laid fully bare, Aerie opened her mouth to speak, only to have her lips once again seized in a kiss from Dynaheir, long and intense, the other woman’s tongue slipping into her mouth to massage her own. Despite the fact that her heart was racing, she felt a little of her nervousness begin to dissolve, jitters replaced by a warm passion that she didn’t know was within her. “Mmnnn...” she moaned into Dynaheir’s mouth, even as the witch began to shed her own robe, discarding the violet fabric and flimsy undergarments beneath as their tangled kiss continued, revealing a figure darker, fuller, and more mature than Aerie’s own. Also unveiled was Dynaheir’s own smooth cock, only half-stiff but visibly growing, and already at least twice the length and moreso the bulk of Aerie’s slim, shy penis.

“Now,” Dynaheir breathed, nibbling at Aerie’s lip and pushing her own cock up against the elf’s smaller one, feeling a pulse of life stirring within it. “What say we make thee a true witch?” Dark eyes shifted back to Minsc, who swallowed hard, staring raptly though making no further moves as of yet. The ranger was simple, yes, but still a gentleman -- it was Boo you had to watch out for. “I shall guide thee.”

Aerie nodded, shyness melting into a strange eagerness as Dynaheir detached from her, moving to Minsc and standing on tip-toes to kiss him, fingers tangling with the buckle of his belt as she worked to unfasten toughened leather trousers. “It has been some while, eheh, little Minsc may be a bit... ah... more eager, than usual,” the ranger chuckled awkwardly, but it was only a moment before Dynaheir got what she wanted, and released the beast in Minsc’s pants. From only watching the moment of undressing between his two witches, he was fully hard and boasted an astounding girth, his thick cock matching or even exceeding the size of his hulking figure.

“Just as I remember it,” Dynaheir grinned, reaching outward to take Aerie’s hand and draw the elf near, lowering herself to her knees in front of the ranger, and guiding the elf to her side, winding her arm snugly around Aerie’s slender waist and squishing side-to-side against her. “Now, follow my lead, young one.” Dynaheir’s free hand reached out to take gentle hold of the base of Minsc’s hard cock, giving it a soft squeeze, but primarily just holding it in place as she brought her lips to it. A kiss to its tip, then another to its side, and she dragged her tongue up along the throbbing thing’s underbelly, savoring the flavor of something she’d long gone without while she had been ‘dead.’

“Look away, Boo,” Minsc held back a groan of pleasure, slipping his belt pouch away and setting it on the bed, where his hamster companion could stay out of the thick of action. “This is no place for a giant space hamster, I say, miniature or otherwise.” Backpedaling a single step, then, the ranger pinned his hand to the wall behind him, steadying himself and bringing his free hand to the back of Dynaheir’s head, running calloused fingers through her dark locks. His gaze then focused in on Aerie, the elf having just been watching for now, but finally joining in, her tongue caressing along the opposite side of Minsc’s shaft. A shudder ran through the man as both mouths assailed him from either side, sliding up and down in long, wet strokes as both women took to task -- both growing more restless and aroused themselves as they lapped, kissed, and sucked at the ranger’s massive cock, occasionally pausing to share a sensuous kiss when their lips came into contact with one another.

“Mmnn, it’s so big,” Aerie breathed, shifting inward to take the tip of the ranger’s dick into her mouth, wincing as it brushed the back of her throat, but giving it a few long, hungry bobs of her head as she sucked it, letting Dynaheir stroke and lap at the base. “Hnnfh... hmn, glcch, ggllkk...!” the elf tried not to gag, saliva streaming down that thick shaft, getting it wet and creamy.

“Mmn, there,” Dynaheir cooed, taking gentle hold of Aerie’s hair and pulling her back, stealing a long, adoring kiss and looking back up to the flushed ranger. “I think we have him ready to go. Come -- I would see my guardian finally perform his duties for thee, Aerie.”

“A-are you sure? May... maybe you should go first, I mean--” Aerie squeaked as Dynaheir laid back, tugging the elf downward by her waist so that was on her hands and knees, straddling the dusky witch, breasts squishing into each other, stiffened members pressing firmly together, both now at full hardness and clearly illustrating the fact that Aerie’s girldick was around half the length of Dynaheir’s. “Oof! Mhhn,” Aerie groaned, nuzzling into Dynaheir’s lips, her backside in the air behind her -- a clear and obvious target. The elf’s lips found the other woman’s, locking her in a long, deep embrace as their warm bodies rubbed and slid against one another, keeping Aerie distracted and enticed... until she felt the tip of Minsc’s enormous cock press against her backdoor, her little dick bobbing and pulsating against Dynaheir’s larger one.

“Once more, Minsc hazards forward into the unknown, without fear or hesitation--!” the ranger barked out, and Aerie’s eyes widened as she felt him finally breach her, his huge shaft pushing past the resistant ring of her anus and sliding in deep, lubricated by the generous drool she and Dynaheir had applied.

“Nnnggh...!” Aerie whimpered, pinning herself tightly to Dynaheir and gritting her teeth, nuzzling into the other woman’s throat as she felt her tight asshole invaded, stretching apart as inch upon inch of hot, throbbing meat pierced it. There was definitely some discomfort, particularly at first -- Minsc’s sheer size made the task daunting even for the most eager -- but there was pleasure too, slowly radiating out and through her body. “Mnn... ahhhn....”

“There it is,” Dynaheir grinned, fingers raking gently along Aerie’s sides, massaging those cute little breasts. Planting her feet, she pushed her hips up to more fully grind her cock into the smaller girl’s, to feel the way it shuddered and throbbed as pleasure rushed through her. “Just relax around him, let him fill thee,” she whispered, though she had no idea how close Minsc actually was to doing some ‘filling’ -- months without his previous witch had built up quite a stockpile in the ranger’s loins, and between watching the two women warm each other up, and enjoying the synchronized work of their mouths, he wouldn’t last much longer.

“Nnhh... not long now... get ready for the big kaboom...!” Minsc bellowed, burying his shaft deeper and harder into Aerie’s ass, his muscular body finally making contact with her cute upturned rear, bottoming his huge cock out into that tight little hole. He thrust faster and faster into her, gritting his teeth -- then finally released. Aerie let out a gasp of her own, her backdoor clenching down in desperation, trembling as the ranger’s shaft spasmed inside of her, unleashing several long, thick globs of his goopy spunk into the elf’s upturned ass.

“Nnhh... o-oh my... is... is that it...?” Aerie said with a shudder, one eyelid fluttering as she clung tightly to Dynaheir, who merely giggled at the suggestion. A thin drizzle of her own release trickled from the tip of her slim shaft, aftershocks jittering through her as she came down from the rush of pleasure.

“Now I know Minsc has not been performing his duties for thee -- one breaking of his gates never signals the end of thy evening,” she grinned, giving Aerie a quick smooch before gently rolling her off to the side, one arm loosely draped around her as she tucked her own legs farther up against her body. “Now, though, ‘tis my turn, and long-awaited, I should say.”

“Oh--! Uhm, r-right, should I...?” Aerie began, only to be silenced by another soft kiss from Dynaheir.

“Shh, child, I would have thee stay right here,” she crooned, then turned to Minsc, “now, my protector, take me as thou once did.”

“Ah, I remember what you like,” Minsc flashed a devilish grin, “and am still of mind to give it! Here--” The ranger scooped Dynaheir up in his strong arms, carrying her to the inn room’s single bed and laying her against it, with her neck and shoulders pressed against the back-board, enough to fold the woman nearly in half front-ways, her legs now tucked just behind her ears, her stiff member pointing towards her own chin and her cheeks spread, the chocolate gem of her asshole tense and waiting to be speared.

“Gods, yes,” Dynaheir breathed out as Minsc lined his shaft up with her tight little hole, pushing against it, then inside of it, the snug opening swiftly adapting to the once-familiar sensation and relaxing around the thick invader. After a moment to wince and adjust, Dynaheir reached her hand out to take Aerie’s once again, guiding her closer -- then lowering her lips to the end of her own cock, exploiting her jackknifed position to lick and kiss at the end of her own member while she was fucked.

Aerie merely stared for a moment, taking in both the sight of how huge Minsc’s cock looked when it was sliding into someone, and the way Dynaheir was sucking her own cock, how exciting and pleasurable it looked. She doubted it was something she’d ever be able to accomplish herself -- she assuredly lacked the length -- but it was something she could assist with now. She’d even had a moment to practice sucking a cock with Dynaheir’s help, only now, it was Dynaheir’s own shaft she’d be using her mouth on. Creeping close to the edge of the bed, she gently bumped her nose into Dynaheir’s, reaching out to gently grope one of the other woman’s soft, full breasts as she brought her mouth to the rashemaar witch’s smooth sack, unreachable by Dynaheir herself. Kissing it, she stroked her tongue up from the rim of the woman’s back entrance up to the base of her cock, then took one of Dynaheir’s balls gently into her mouth while the other woman wrapped her lips around the head of her own throbbing member.

Minsc, having now moved from one witch to the next, was showing no signs of exhaustion after having blown one thick load of spunk into Aerie -- if anything, he seemed more driven, thrusting harder and faster as a sort of haze overtook him, a hyper-focus not unlike the one he entered in his berserker frenzies. One knee on the bed, one massive leg planted on the floor beside it, he railed his hips forward, ramming his shimmering cock into Dynaheir’s ass again and again, angling his thrusts to best pleasure his witch, for though he had been remiss in his duties until now, he was not without experience in performing them. He began to pant harder and faster, eyes locked on the display in front of him of Dynaheir eagerly sucking her own stiff girldick while she was fucked, her pleasure brought to new heights by Aerie’s adoring assistance.

“NNhfff... nnn...” Dynaheir moaned out, opening her mouth long enough to gasp and finding it quickly met by Aerie’s lips, messily making out for a long moment before both women brought their lips and tongues to the crown of Dynaheir’s girlcock, smothering it with lustful laps and kisses, suckling at the sides while the hulking ranger recklessly drilled the darker witch’s tight ass.

As Dynaheir’s moans reached a crescendo, both mages were treated to a creamy fountain of spunk, several hot shots of sticky seed making a mess of both intertwined tongues as they lapped and swirled around the dusky olive girldick between them. Dynaheir alone, though, received another kind of treat, as Minsc’s ramming thrusts hit their top speed -- then stopped entirely, his cock buried into her ass at its deepest point as he unloaded another several hot glugs of thick cum into her, burbling out around her stretched hole as it warmed her insides.

“Mmmmmh...” Aerie cooed, looking up and licking her lips, a rivulet of Dynaheir’s cum dribbling down her nearly-flat chest, though she’d managed to reach full hardness again during her time of ‘cooperation’ with Dynaheir. It took a moment before she realized the odd looks on both of the others’ faces... predatory looks, centered on her. “Ohh, should we... d-did I do something wrong?”

“No, my dear,” Dynaheir hummed, “but I think I’m about to.”

A moment later saw Minsc laying back on the bed, Aerie in his lap with his ‘Staff of the Ram’ buried to the hilt in her narrow little asshole, tiny tits and slim, semi-stiff girldick jiggling with the force of his upward thrusts while Dynaheir closed in from the front. Aerie flinched as Dynaheir lined up the end of her re-hardened rod with her already-filled backside, biting her lip, “I d-don’t think... I mean, there’s no way you--”

“Relax, my dear, thou may need to,” Dynaheir shifted forward, positioning herself carefully, dark skin already shimmering with sweat as she forced her cock into Aerie’s ass, drawing a strained whimper from the girlish elf, her toes curling, hands making fists in the bedsheets as her back entrance stretched around the two invaders. As they both began to take her, Aerie was at first almost in a state of shock, struggling to adapt to the sensations of two cocks filling her at once, but it was a sensation to which she soon began to grow acclimated... then, soon enough, to appreciate.

“Hnnnh... o-oh, by Baervan Wildwanderer...!” she whined through clenched teeth, overheating in the oven of flesh between the two larger bodies, the elf simply holding on for dear life as she was railed from front and back -- one cock decidedly larger than the other, but both substantive enough to provide a challenge on their own. She threw her head back, resting against the broad bed of Minsc’s broad chest and bringing one hand to Dynaheir’s shoulder, shuddering with unlikely ecstasy as she was sandwiched between them, her tight butt now the slick, willing receptacle of both her avowed guardian, and the evoker she’d replaced, their shafts joined side-by-side in her single quivering hole.

Even just enduring was a challenge, the sensation of being fucked by two people in the same hole overwhelming despite the intense pleasure it also provided. Whimpers turned to crazed moans as she felt another climax starting to build, her own petite member spinning in lazy circles with the force of the thrusts into her ass. She clung to both humans tightly, panting, her gasps and soft moans only barely managing to surpass the sounds of those two shafts sliding in and out of her, the creamy spunk from Minsc’s previous barrage providing ample, messy, and noisy lubrication.

Aerie’s cries echoed throughout the entirety of the Copper Coronet that night, especially as she was finally fucked to a second climax -- several long, thin squirts of opaque girlcum shooting from her slim member, coating Dynaheir’s belly and her own. The elf had no time to recover from this, though, before her orgasm was rocked by an aftershock spurred on by the rush of seed that filled her asshole as both Minsc and his witch pumped burst after burst of hot stickiness into her, dribbling and squirting out of her overworked and overfilled hole.

The minutes that passed saw the trio finally laying down on the bed they’d desecrated, the ranger in the center with one of his witches on each side, clinging loosely to his muscled chest, panting quietly as they saturated in the mess they’d made.

“Squeak,” Boo said wisely from his perch on the bedside table, looking over the three.

“Boo is right,” Minsc nodded, eyes half-lidded with a sudden wave of weariness. “I think two witches shall be even better than one.”

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[double blowjob] [self-suck] [frotting] [anal/DAP] [some voyeurism] [multiple cumshots]