Tales of the Realm: The Chornicles of Ferrah - Ch. 4
Story by Sketch21
Hey all,
Just as it says, chapter 4.
For all of you NOT in know I would be able to make a fairly confident assertion that this is one of the THE longest running series on the FP site. HOWEVER, this is probably due more to the fact that up until now, chapters have been coming out ONCE A YEAR :(( (I did a double take myself, chp.1 started in 2006). What can I say? I've been busy =x
It's been a long time so I will recap for those of you who do not remember (not that I blame you, I barely do myself): These stories concern the inhabitants (who happen to be futas (!)) of the world of Ferrah. The stories are more episodic rather than following an overall plot as it was always more about creating this fictional world rather than developing any overarching storyline.
However, I would more likely call this chapter 3.5 as I feel that there is a disproportionate amount of sex (gee, I'm sorry guys, truly), but I'll call it chapter 4 anyways because it beats having to wait another 1/2 a year.
For those who would like to take a gander at the previous stories, you can do so via the following links (or searching for 'ferrah' in the handy search functions)
Chapter 1:http://www.futanaripalace.com/showthread.php?t=171
Chapter 2:http://www.futanaripalace.com/showthread.php?t=1705
Chapter 3:http://www.futanaripalace.com/showthread.php?t=5483
Comments and Feedback welcome
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Tales of the Realm: The Chornicles of Ferrah - Ch. 4
It was a pleasant summers midday in the kingdom of Kalifah and the prosperous city-state was alive with activity. The morningâs hustle and bustle of worshipers visiting the Temple of the Goddessesâ Love had died down after its regular daily service leaving it in a peaceful state.
Besides the low drone of city life outside the temple the sound of a pair of excited lovers who were enjoying each otherâs company echoed throughout a small pavilion located in the templeâs living quarters.
âOh Goddesses! Donât stop!â came the passionate cries of a shivering Irisa. The young red haired ranger was leaning against a stone column as her stiff shaft was being eagerly fallated by her teal haired partner. The young priestess, Ena, was on her knees orally attending to Irisaâs erection, her own arousal made evident by the obvious bulge in her white silky robes that formed a tent in front of her lap. Ena had her hands on her loverâs hips so that she could carefully control the pace at which she took Irisa within her mouth.
The sweating red haired ranger was amazed at the sensation that Ena was provoking within her loins. After a month or two of constant coupling with each other the two have garnered extensive proficiency when pleasuring each otherâs body. Not a single inch of her partnerâs physique was left hid