Witcher - Seeking the Djinn - Sex Stories

Witcher - Seeking the Djinn

... physicality sends shivers down her spine.

She pants rapidly, releasing primal screams and moans from her cherry lips "Your stamina is otherworldly, dear gods your cock is so large, oh shit, oh, I'm going to explode!"

“Set yourself free! Confirm that I own you! Tell me you submit to my every whim!” he yelled.

“Yes! I submit to you Geralt! Ohh..ahh…yes!! she screams, gasping between words, overtaken by the ardor of her desire.

And then it happens—the culmination of all her desires, the pinnacle of pleasure. Her body convulses in a powerful climax, a surge of pleasure that courses through her veins. Her moans turn into a primal scream of pure bliss. Time seems to stand still as her body quivers with the aftershocks of her orgasm, her senses still tingling with the remnants of pleasure.

"Good girl," he declares, his voice a potent blend of approval and control. "You're at my mercy now."

As the Beast withdraws from Yennefer's eager depths, leaving her feeling empty and yearning for more, she whimpers. “Please, no! I need you.”

“Show me!” He said, a look of satisfaction on his face knowing his place in the pecking order.

She rolls over, and instinctively arches her back, presenting herself to him on her hands and knees. With a subtle sway of her hips, she sends an enticing invitation, silently urging him to enter her once again. Yennefer's body quivers with anticipation, aching to be filled by the Beast's thick cock. Her pussy throbs with heightened ...

... sensitivity, craving the powerful thrusts that only he can provide.

“You have a beautiful ass, Yennefer,” he says, watching her wiggle teasingly for him.

As she tantalizingly wiggles her butt, Yennefer offers herself to him, her movements an enchanting invitation that stirs his deepest desires. He eagerly accepts, his hands gripping her hips possessively, a silent affirmation of his longing for her.

"Please," she whispers, her voice laced with need. "Explore me, claim me as yours."

Her breath hitches in her chest as she feels the Beast's hands firmly grasp her hips, his palms firmly squeezing her firm round butt. His touch is possessive yet gentle, his fingers tracing the curves of her flesh, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake.

As his exploration begins, Yennefer's anticipation grows with every caress, every brush of his fingertips against her skin. Her body responds to his every movement, arching and shifting, seeking more of his touch, more of his exquisite exploration.

“Patience, Yennefer, you’ve been a bad girl and you need to atone.” He said seductively.

In a sudden yet delicious act of dominance, his hand draws back, his palm connecting with her buttocks in a playful yet commanding slap. The impact sends ripples of pleasure coursing through her, igniting a primal fire within. Her gasp of pleasure mingles with a whispered plea for more.

"Ohh! I’m a bad girl, Geralt! I summoned your desires with fire magic and I must be punished!" she ...