The Fall of Marigill (closed for Poprockz)

[Poprockz]

As he suspected, there wasn’t a way for her to get all of his back without rubbing against him. That was what she was aiming for though: the opportunity to shamelessly grind her naked body on the man who gave her purpose. As she stretched and reached, she made sure to drag her ample breasts up and down his front, almost as though they themselves were sponges to wash him with. She slid easily in her movements, her hips rocking in her enthusiasm. Gods, she was relieved he had made it back in one piece. The thought of losing him made her feel unpleasant things that she would rather not think about.

His kisses made her sigh happily, the woman biting her lip as he traveled. He knew her ears were sensitive, and she loved when he would nibble on the tips of her ears.

“Who am I to deny my mighty King?” she chuckled. "Besides... I haven't taken you there in a while. It's going to be nice and tight for you."

 

[draco519]

Orson was clearly pleased by her answer; his cock beneath the water continued to harden against her thighs as she moved and grinded and reached to wash. She was always ready to give him anything he took from her. A lover like no other. His curious finger didn’t dive a tip in just yet, only bathwater and no oil was likely not the most pleasant.

He planted his feet, his hand on her ass lifting her up as he lowered her and sat back on the edge of the tub, leaving her on her knees on the bench. He took her breasts into his hands, kneading the flesh and eyeing them a moment..

Then he caught her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, pinching until her pleasure was evident. “My legs?” He inquired teasingly. His cock at her eye level now. His one eye meeting her gaze.

 

[Poprockz]

"Of course," she smirked, a pinch of her nipple eliciting a gasp from her. Her lips were parted for that gasp, though the next moment her eyes were playful and her tongue teasingly licked all the way around that ruby circle. Perhaps it was a prelude to what was to come, or perhaps she just liked the way his eyes burned when she did things like that.

His leg was handled almost lovingly, her sensual movements with the sponge being a flirt with each flick or soft scrub. From his shins, to his feet, then back up again; she washed his thighs last, rubbing them and avoiding his erect member.

At one point, the sponge was set aside and she looked up at him, reaching out and letting the smooth back of her dull nail rub against his shaft. "Such a dirty cock... I don't think soap will be enough to clean it, but I'll certainly try." She scooted forward and nestled his cock between her soapy tits, each of them like a plump, ripe fruit, juicy enough to bite into. She pressed them together, starting to move her chest up and down to slide his rod between them.

Things of this nature had always turned her on, things like servicing him on her knees.

 

[draco519]

“Oh..” Her tits were soft and a perfect cradle for his girth that continued to thicken and elongate as his blood engorged him. The look on her face when her heat got going, when her fire truly started? It had a way of activating something primal in him; something feral. Especially when what she did turned her on, as well. Servicing him, pleasuring him, getting off on his reactions.

He reached down, running his finger along her lips and who was he to stop her? Instead, he delved his fingers into her mouth, pressing gently on her tongue so he could get them down her throat. His hips gently rocking forward as she bore down on him, his heavy, full balls grazing against her stomach.

“Have your shadow come forth..” He said, pressing up against her once more. “...Have it put your plug in.”

 

[Poprockz]

She readily accepted them, taking them into her mouth and reveling in the feeling of his digits pressing against her tongue. The only thing that would have made his fingers better would be if they were coated in her fluids.

It wasn't polite to answer with your mouth full, but he wouldn't find that his commands had been disobeyed. Her ass had been submerged during all of this, having still been on the bench. However, he would soon find her ass lifted out of the water by the black shadow that had emerged by her will. A tendril of it that was about as thick as his thumb came forward and wriggled its way into her ass, lubing her up with some sort of slick, substance. She moaned on his fingers, knowing that if he wished, Orson could see her being penetrated in a nearby mirror. The shadow had pulled her asscheeks apart for him to get a better look at what he would be taking later.

Soon, the shadow withdrew, and it produced a string of large, glistening black beads. They escalated in size from smaller beads at the tip, to the large beads at the base. And thus came the process of putting each bead inside. Each time the shadow pressed one against her puckered star, she would be pushed forward until it disappeared within her. One by one, her ass consumed the beads. By the time she got to the larger ones, she was moaning on each insertion, her ass now feeling fuller than it had since... well, since the last time he fucked her. Though she knew that the beads could not compare to his own girth.

All the while, she continued to move her pillowy tits to the best of her ability, her tongue lolling out to drip some of her saliva down to sicken her movements further.

 

[draco519]

Beads? Y’Sennia certainly knew how to go above and beyond. His eyes moved to the mirror, feeling the tits on his cock continue to surge as he watched her stretch to accommodate each bead. And he hardened further, growing at the sight of each. As she rocked again with the largest one, he delved his fingers deeper into her mouth, feeling her throat working against the tips of his fingers. All the better for her saliva to drip down her chin and on her perfect tis. To lubricate his soapy cock.

“Mm..” He looked back down to Y’Sennia’s eyes. Ass full of beads, and still dutifully all over him. He leaned forward, bringing his kiss to her lips as she continued her most important work. Feeling himself continue to harden and his tongue came out to dance with hers.

His breathing continued to speed up. And he found he wanted to take her. But he tempered himself. They were in no rush. He reached down, taking her by the throat and pulled her out of the water. Laying her back on the heated stone floor, he brought her leg up with his free hand, examining the juices before he ran his tongue down her thigh. Then he lifted her hips with his hand on her leg, his tongue sliding along the handle of the beads around her tender star before grabbing the bead with his teeth and giving it a gentle pull, watching her hips jump before he released them.

Loosening his grip, he allowed her a gasp of air before his hand closed once more, and he settled nicely between her thighs, tongue beginning to lap lovingly at her wetness and clit.

 

[Poprockz]

By the looks of her eyes, she wouldn't have minded if he had simply lifted her out of the water and pounded her roughly. That was her lustful urges talking though, and she had to remind herself that they had all night. Still, as she was set down on the warm stones, it was almost just as good to simply be at his mercy. His hand decided whether she breathed or not, while his mouth decided whether she came or not. Either way, she was on her back for him to enjoy as he saw fit.

It seemed he had decided to grant her the loving affection of his tongue though, and by the Gods did she love it! She would find herself becoming dizzy, her vision blurring as the pleasure mounted, and then he would release her to get a breath or two. Each breath felt so sweet, so precious. Better still was the euphoria that came with the deprivation and then sudden release of oxygen.

Each lap of his tongue had her rolling her hips, though her legs remained wide and inviting. If she wanted to, she could have flung him against the opposite walls with a burst of dark energy, but she wouldn't. No, she was happy to willing give up control to a man she knew would handle her the way she liked. At this point she trusted that he would never truly hurt her.

After a particularly tight squeeze of her throat, he released her and she couldn't handle it. The rush of pleasure that came along with his tongue rapidly flicking against her clit had her thighs shaking uncontrollably. And then she came, crying out as her eyelids fluttered. Her own juices wettened his chin as testimony to how well he had coaxed her into bliss.

 

[draco519]

Orson felt her thighs trembling and knew it was time for her to cum for him. He continued his ministrations, feeling the splashes against his chin and chest. He helped her to work through it, wanting her legs weak and her hips jumping. He released her throat so she could cry out for him.

As she came, he slowly raised up enough off of her pulsing, hungry lips to grab the beads, releasing her leg to do so, and worked the largest almost a quarter of the way out and back in again. His other hand leaving her throat to spank, very gently, on her pussy. Just once, then twice.. Maybe a third time for good measure. What a mess she made for him.

He wanted her panting, he wanted her beside herself. He wanted her to burn. His eyes were predatory as he crawled over her, thick cock moving between her legs and he reached down to cup her chin. He had a mouthful of squirt and her cum and he refused to not share it. Guiding her lips open, he lowered his mouth to hers and let it dribble off his tongue and down into her throat.

When it was done? He claimed her kiss, just long enough for the thick head of his cock to brush against her and let her take a guess at what came next. But it was time for her favorite two words; because it was double edged. She could burn.. But she never did so alone. She had a way of igniting him, too.

“It’s time.”

His cock made demands of her body. Pushing deep as her body all but disappeared under his. His hands gripping her shoulders to keep her from sliding on the smooth stone as his exploration of her depths continued until he felt his balls against her ass. “Mmph.” He grunted, growling, possessive, as he began to take her.

He was Kota. And he’d won a great victory today.

 

[Poprockz]

He certainly knew how to draw it out, her hips flinching slightly at each light tap of his hand. By the time her orgasm had come to a soft end, she was panting with her mouth open. She had just closed it when his hand came to her and bid she open up once more. The vampress had an inkling of what he might have for her, so she willingly opened wide for the nectar he had ferried from her pussy to her lips. Oh how sweet her orgasm tasted... Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that it was his orgasm, as he was the one pulling the strings here.

She knew what was coming, and she practically trembled with anticipation. Oh to be warm and relaxed with a mountain of a man on top of you! In that moment her heart suddenly twinged with worry. How many of these nights were left to her now that he was married? At some point, she assumed that he would respectfully ask that she leave him be for now. Inevitably, he would have children, a family… all the things she herself could never have. Even having a lover who truly respected and loved her was a stretch for a Night Enchantress such as herself. Most had a healthy fear of her, even if respect was on the menu. In that way Orson was different… he had always been different.

She closed her eyes and moaned as he entered her, deciding to simply focus on tonight. It would be a shame to sully their passion with worries for the future.

One of her holes was already filled with beads, and now his large girth was fully nestled within her other. Combined, it made for a very full woman and a very interesting sensation. Each of the round beads rubbed against his cock through the wall that separated her ass from her birth canal whenever it pulsed into her depths.

Pure carnal bliss… that was the song she sang as he railed her. Her arms went around him and her blunted nails dug into his back, dragging downwards to leave tender red trails. Even blunted, they could still dig in just as human nails could.

 

[draco519]

Orson could feel her walls trembling all over his cock, his tip wedged against the very back of it as he bore down on her. He felt her breasts against his chest. Her nails down his back leaving fire. “Fuck..” His hands gripped tighter, his pace beginning to pick up in his need. She always was so eager to give him everything he took from her. And of her. He felt the beads against his cock, wondering if they didn’t have some magic quality to them. The rock of his hips ensured her clit was under his pressure, as well.

He shifted a bit, rocking up on an elbow to free his hand from her shoulder and he leaned up enough to look down in her eyes. His hair spilling over his shoulder wildly as he took her breast in hand once more. He’d have her cum. Over and over again. Until she was mad for him.

Then he’d have her ass. And he’d make her truly begin to wonder if she could, even as a Night Enchantress, survive seven long hours of his cock driving her to bliss and beyond. He leaned down, claiming her kiss before he pinched the nipple his opposite side wasn’t rubbing against.

“Those beads were..” He panted, driving deep over and over. Hips working against hers, then back and sheathed once more. A claimant stake in a battlefield in the aftermath of a great war. “..a good choice.”

 

[Poprockz]

"Yes!" She gasped, feet twitching at each impact of his hips, "I'm so full... fuck!" Of course she had tasted many lovers, in more ways than one. Large, brutish men, short but strong ones, lanky rough rogues, slender beauties, boyish braves... They were like an assortment of chocolates that she would pluck from the box to sample. If she didn't like one, she could simply pick another. However, even if the men were good, they always lacked something or other; she was always left feeling not completely satisfied. Orson... Orson always satisfied. There was something about him that was everything she wanted in a man from his strength to his intuition.

As she looked up into his eyes, she got the idea that she might not actually make it to dinner tonight. When they were done, she foresaw him leaving her in a puddle of cum and juices, twitching and delirious. She might actually have to have a real rest tonight so she could at least walk tomorrow.

"Can you feel them inside me?" Y'Sennia panted, leaning up to let her long tongue lick from his shoulder all the way up to his ear. "I can. I can feel that fat cock of yours rubbing against them. It's like... taking two cocks at once almost." There was a weak chuckle between her moans. "I'm not sure I could take two of your cocks at the same time though."

She couldn't speak anymore at the moment, her pussy starting to quiver in warning. Y'Sennia was at the verge. One little thing, one pinch, one kiss, even one nip, would have her undone.

 

[draco519]

Orson cocked an eyebrow at the thought. Two of his cocks? She had the means to do such a thing. Perhaps, one night, he’d ask her to. Maybe even tonight? Her moans were hot in his ear, his cock pushing deep and squishing her ass cheeks into the stone beneath her. It had no give, his cock had no give. The beads had no give. She was at the mercy of a Kota Chieftain with victory in his blood.

His cock continued to drive home until he felt her start to shake. And he knew what that meant. Part of him wanted to deny her. To pull out and leave her on that edge. But he wasn’t sure he could be so cruel. Not with the way she simply complied with every request. He brought his hand to her throat, not squeezing just yet.

He pushed deep and stopped, waiting for that panic to set in on her face before he squeezed and cut her air off once more. Then he began to drive her into the wall, and then break that motherfucker down. It was so hot when she came for him. The throbbing of her pussy, the shake of her legs, the way she always cleaned him with that magical tongue of hers. Whether she wanted to do such a thing or not? That was a mystery to him. He simply took her by the hair and made her do it, most of the time.

“Ask to cum for your King, and you may.”

 

[Poprockz]

"Please, make me cum Orson." She reached up and stroked his face. "King of the Kota, the man who felled Kaurvic and his swine. Conquer me with that cock the way you conquered those shiny bastards and their gaudy king."

It only took a slight nod from him to know that she had said the magic words. The next thing she knew, her pussy was being pounded without restraint. Her head came back and she couldn't withhold her screams of pleasure, each stroke of his jarring her body and demanding that she cum. It was only by the grace of her being pinned down that her ass wasn't scooted across the floor in his exuberance.

Y'Sennia's thighs squeezed him tightly even as they vibrated, a particularly enthusiastic wail preceding her climax. She squirted once more, her body twitching as the pleasure zipped through her veins like lightning. It was made all the more delicious from the way her ass clenched on the beads.

 

[draco519]

Orson showed her no mercy. The slapping of his balls against her ass and the shaking against him made little difference. Her squirt soaking his abs and sack as he made his point known. He grunted his pleasure, listening to her scream as he felt a part of his primal brain take over. Fuck her until she can’t fight anymore.

Conquer her, indeed. But he wasn’t ready to cum. Not yet. He wrapped an arm around her as her back arched, and he sat up on his knees and lifted her to hold her against him. His hand reached behind her, giving the beads a pull and a push as his hips rocked back and forth, his arm and fist against her ass helped to bounce her on his cock.

Perhaps he could coax her to fall right into another. He wasn’t sure he could survive seven hours of her; but he was becoming more and more convinced she’d not survive seven hours of him. His fingers left the beads for a moment to give her ass cheek a slap. “Mmm..” He growled against her neck.

“I still want all of you.” He reminded her, bringing his kiss to her lips roughly. Tongue dancing with hers. He’d be nice and let her come down enough to get some wit about her before the next act of their play. It would have to come after she’d sucked him hard again; she’d feel him right on the edge of his own cum flooding her pussy. A squeeze and a milk from her? And he’d spray her insides down; thoroughly.

 

[Poprockz]

"So rough!" she mewled, clinging to him tightly. One might notice that she didn't say too rough though- Y'Sennia loved when he handled her like a rag doll. She was sensitive from her orgasm, and usually a woman might complain at the rough treatment after it, but she relished it. The vampress loved when he bullied her insides into succumbing to his desires. Namely, she was sure he wanted her to cum for him again.

By the way his body was starting to tense, she could tell even in the state she was in that he too was close. She had just the thing for him.

"I want all of you too!" With that, she sunk her fangs into his shoulder. That euphoric venom entered his veins to infect him with an unrivaled high of pleasure. She only bit down harder as she came, eyes rolling up as her pussy squeezed, milking that cock for all it was worth. And oh was his worth great.

Her tongue slathered him with her healing saliva as he pumped her with cum. Shot after shot of it, loaded right into her hungry cunt. Her quivering love tunnel was glazed with his white cream now, the stuff oozing out from where she was currently plugged.

"Orson..." she murmured... "Gods... You're going to make me go crazy one of these days."

 

[draco519]

Orson felt his cock pulsing, injecting her with his cum. She may not be fertile, but she had a womb he could fill. And he made it a point to do just that. His breathing was already coming in tense pants before she proclaimed she’d have all of him as well. And those fangs? He felt those in his balls.

He kept himself buried deep for a breath. Eyes closed in pleasure before he planted one hand on the stone floor.. And then the next. Languidly, he pushed up to look down at her. His cock throbbed again, making him smile as he felt the sensitive walls squeeze. Minx that she was.

He sat up, running his hand back through his hair and he looked down to the absolute mess that she was. With her squirt spread all over her from his stomach. With his cum leaking out of her and along those beads.

He slowly retracted his cock, a hand reaching down to pull at the beads until the largest of them was nearly three quarters of the way out. Getting his cock out of the way and out of her, he allowed his sperm to run over the large bead and coat it before he pushed it back in.

Coming to stand, he reached down for the back of her neck to guide her up to her knees and brought her to his softening cock. “Who says it won’t be tonight?” His growl was possessive… and he leaned his head to the side, watching his cum drip along her thigh to pool on the floor.

 

[Poprockz]

She could do naught but groan slightly as he played with that large bead, though she suspected he wasn't going to fuck her there just yet. Y'Sennia simply rested for a moment, panting on the floor as he got up, but it was soon apparent that he had a new task for her.

Her legs wobbled slightly as she knelt there, but she was determined to do as he demanded. Perhaps going mad wouldn't be so bad a fate if it meant that she could have an unforgettable night with him. Perhaps she had already lost her mind, or perhaps lost another part of herself to him...

Whatever the case was, she widened her stance slightly, his cum now leaking out of her in thick drops onto the stone below. She scooted closer to him and started to clean him, her long tongue trailing over his thighs first, getting her juices any stray flecks of semen into her own mouth and down her throat. When they were clean, she moved on to his balls, lapping and sucking on them gently. All the while, her ruby eyes looked up at him. One might say she was practically fucking him with her eyes the way they burned into him, such was her devotion.

A moment later her tongue finally found the object of her obsession: his cock. It was her mission to get that cock clean and ready for another round. He wanted her ass, and he would have it. She didn't want to leave this bathroom until she was oozing seed from both of her holes. The woman's tongue reached out and wrapped around him, practically yanking herself forward onto his rod. It would pulse forward, followed by her mouth, the same motion coming off of it, as though her mouth was merely an echo of her tongue's movements.

 

[draco519]

Orson looked down into those fiery red eyes, his knee shaking a bit as her attention went first to his thigh and onward to his balls. “Oh..” He grit his teeth, determined to keep his footing on the wet stone floor. The puddle of his cum beneath her wasn’t missed; he could see it flowing out in clumps in the mirror behind her in his peripheral vision. And the handle of the beads.

“Yes.” It was all he could muster as he felt that tongue wrap around him and refused to let it soften. Yes, it was sensitive. It made him take a sharp inhalation of breath through his nose and barreled his chest out at the sudden expansion of his burning lungs. But oh.. Oh was it good. There was a way her tongue squeezed and cajoled as it pulled her forward.

Her ruby lips always seemed to match her eyes as they closed around it. For all she loved his girth? He’d never met a woman that could treat his cock like her. Her gifts as a Night Enchantress and the way she chose to use them on him had stayed his blade all those years ago. That look in her eyes? He hadn’t seen that expression of desire since the night they’d met.

“Oh..” His gaze didn’t leave hers, his muscles tightening and spasming in places as he felt his heartbeat pickup. Thumping in his ears; the veins on his cock bulged with blood. His hands moved to the sides of her head, pulling her down along it, feeling the head along her tonsils and down her throat as she took it to the base all while watching his expression.

It didn’t take long to be hard again. Not with what she did. Not with how she did it. Not with what she knew she did to him. And what was coming next; the anticipation of a full conquering. He released her head to continue sucking to her heart’s content. Or his. He eventually had to reach down and hold her head in place, shoving his cock in as deep as it would go and held himself there. “Bear’s balls, woman..”

She’d suck him off if he wanted her to. If he wasn’t careful. Sadly, eventually, he disengaged and stepped behind her. Lifting her by the hips so as not to drag her knees on the floor, he lowered her back down and reached around her to grab two handfuls of her tits. “Such a mess you’ve left on the floor. Waste not; want not.”

Hand to the back of her head, he guided her down and to the side of her mess so that her hair didn’t fall into it. His cock touched her thigh as his hand came out and began to remove the beads.The first one was the largest, and he listened to her moans as he began applying pressure to dislodge it.

The thick, hot head of his cock went from thigh to thigh, watching her puckered star stretch around the next one, slightly smaller. He cocked an eyebrow at it, looking up at the mirror she was facing, pulling the next and wanting to watch her face while he did.

“You have oils?” He asked, meeting her gaze in the mirror. Tensing his muscles so his cock jumped against her belly, knowing she’d catch his meaning.

 

[Poprockz]

Orson had always been the sort that enjoyed watching her clean up. Each time in the past, it had made his eyes take on a more hungry look when her tongue scooped up cum like a kitten drinking from a milk bowl. She enjoyed blowing on his coals and stoking the fires of his lust, and if he wanted her to drink their love-nectar, then she would gladly partake.

Y’Sennia did just that, stooping low so that she could slurp up his cum. She made a show of it, letting the long, viscous strands stretch between her tongue and the floor before licking her lips and rubbing her tongue into the pool of it, scooping some up and gulping it down. At the same time, her ass was thrust up in the air, ripe for any shenanigans he wanted to engage in.

Each time he pulled out a bead, her eyebrows would pinch and she would let a groan that almost sounded more like a mix between a growl and a purr. Though she didn't give him an answer, her hand came up and her finger twitched, her shadow materializing near Orson. It held up two bottles of oils: one was perfumed to smell like lavender, one of the plants that grew on distant shores, and the other had a gentle warming affect and smelled of fir trees.

 

[draco519]

More and more beads; goodness, this woman prepared so well. As her tongue lapped and her lips sucked his cum from the floor? His cock continued to harden between her thighs. Fully ready, anticipating the next chapter in his war on Y’Sennia’s mind. And his own. He took a breath, sweat matting his hair to his neck and back. The sight of her allowing his cum to build on her lips and licking them clean.. It was so hot. He didn’t know why. But it was. Her willingness to do whatever he asked to please him? It did things to him that were beyond all reason and sense.

Orson dropped the beads to the side, glancing over to the oils and the one that was warm to the touch, that warmed his skin? That was the one that he’d decided on. Reaching forward, he took her wrist and guided it between her legs, to his cock. Pouring the oil over her fingers, palm and his shaft as she stroked.

He pushed his hips forward and back, sliding the shaft along her hand and her clit, his free hand pouring oil over her ass cheeks. Taking both hands to spread it, he gave each of them a slap and rubbed the sting away. “Such a gracious hostess.” He said, eyes looking up to the mirror once more as he backed his hips way and let the length of his member clear her entrance and he took his cock into his hand.

“Show me.” When her cheeks spread wide? He had a perfect view of how ready she was. His finger testing, to the first knuckle, then the second, then fully inside. Perfect. “It’s time.” He announced, the head of his thick cock finding its target. “Oh..” She wasn’t lying; it was very tight. His hands came to her hips, guiding her back as he began to sink himself into her ass. He watched her face carefully, not wanting to hurt her. Not in a manner she would find unpleasant, anyway.

 

[Poprockz]

Her large breasts cushioned her as they were pressed into the ground, the woman having had to lean over completely to spread her ass cheeks for him. Her ass was pristine as always; vampires didn't eat, so they had no use for an ass anyway. One might inquire as to where the blood went after she drank it, but that was a simple answer: all the blood she drank went straight to Xarxibol, her ever-hungry benefactor. That was why he had created the vampires in the first place, after all. The cum and juices? They were simply absorbed without any waste involved.

“Fuck…” she huffed, feeling his girth penetrating further, inch by inch. Having a man in one’s ass was an interesting experience. Once one was accustomed to the stretch and give it took to house a man’s dick (as well as the experience to know to relax) it was very pleasurable. At the same time though, there was something uncomfortable about it, like being horny but being unable to touch oneself. Y’Sennia adored that sensation, even if it made her want to squirm and whimper.

She hadn't allowed anyone else to take her ass, so it was a special privilege given only to Orson. Only Orson could sample every part of her.

 

[draco519]

None could deny how good Y’Sennia’s pussy was. She, somehow, was always tight no matter how hard he’d pounded her even the night prior when he’d awakened from a well earned sleep in a mood. She got wet, seemingly, every time he was around. As though the very scent of him sent her to places within that he wasn’t aware of. Did she use magic to do this? He didn’t know. He could only speculate on all of it.

But her ass? When it stretched and he felt it give to him? Oh.. it was amazing. He could feel her sphincter relax and stretch as he kept the pressure applied. Sinking deeper and deeper. He didn’t know if she wanted all of it, and he was making every attempt to read her body as best he could. His hand snaked from her hip and around her as he leaned slightly forward to get to her clit.

Two fingers, one on either side, found the pleasurable nub and began running back and forth over it, still coated in the oil. “Fuck..” After her squirting twice and a massive creampie? She was soaked down here. The oils warming his cock and balls and her ass as he continued his trek. “..Fuck.” He said it again, the head continuing to slowly mine the way for the rest of the shaft to make it to the desired depth.

“How much of it do you want?” He asked, playful yet concerned. He knew what he’d choose; but he wasn’t a mindless Glacivyr with a stamina potion raping the wife of a Chieftain.

 

[Poprockz]

“I want all of you, every last inch until you can’t stuff me with any more cock,” she answered, licking some of the remaining cum off of her lips. With his fingers entertaining her clit, she could foresee that she was going to have an intense orgasm with his full heft in her tight hole. They had been in the bath for a while already, so she knew that he would have to leave soon if he wanted to eat with the rest of them… with his wife.

Right now all of his attention was on her though, and she was going to make sure he never forgot the feeling of her body, nor the highs they reached together.

“Don’t worry- I can take it,” she added, meeting his gaze in the mirror.

 

[draco519]

I want all of you. Orson’s cock continued to drive. Almost halfway now. And his mind was a haze of desire. He began to question the scent of the oils as the heat in the room came less from the bathwater, and more from them. He was taking the liberty of spreading the warming oil over her back, enjoying the sight of her pale skin shimmering in the firelight when her words made him look up to the mirror.

I can take it.

One of his eyebrows cocked up, his hand moving up her oily back until he found that hair over her shoulder. His gaze never left hers in the mirror. The sight of her licking his cum off of her lips hardened his cock in her ass. Though he got a good, slow wrap with the rotation of his wrist. There was an art to the tease. Letting her think of what she’d asked him for. Allowing her to anticipate what was to come next. He may not be a Glacivyr IceJarl with a stamina potion, but he could certainly imitate one if that’s what she wanted.

Without warning or ceremony he pulled with his arm and pushed forward with his hips. Taking by force that which she offered him. He could feel her shaking and stretching and it maddened him. He could smell her desire wafting up to his nose and he pulled back to begin repeating the motion. His balls slapping against her pussy and his fingers as he relentlessly began fucking her ass, taking it near to halfway out before pulling her back again. He wanted to see her face contorting in the mirror; her breasts heaving, her sweat sticking her hair to her shoulders and the side of her face. Until her squire was a puddle so large it dripped into the tub. He wanted her to do all the things she didn’t do for others.

And he’d demand it of her until she complied.

 

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His grip in her hair pulled her head back and made her lift up from the floor a bit with a cry, her chest now jutting forward as her breasts swayed with their movements. Each impact sent ripples along her oiled asscheeks, and ripples of pleasure throughout her body. The dangerous and powerful Lady of the White Peaks was on her hands and knees being ass-fucked without mercy.

Everything about it was perfect, from the way his balls tapped her, to the way she could see the commanding, hungry gaze he gave her in his reflection. He craved her, needed her, but he was in complete control of the situation. It was she who was a slave to her desires, her feminine grunts, gasps, and groans echoing in the washroom. His cock felt entirely too big, and yet she couldn't get enough.

She was beyond the point of forming coherent words. The pleasure was simply to the point that she could think only of her burning desire for him and the pounding in her ass.