The Witcher: Rare Beasts (TV-MA) - Sex Stories

The Witcher: Rare Beasts (TV-MA)

... head of his manhood pushes into her puckered hole spreading her open centimeter by centimeter. Her muscles quiver with fear and acceptance. Yennefer's gasps of pleasure echoed through the room, her body responding eagerly to Geralt's commanding presence. Her hands instinctively grabbed onto her large round butt cheeks and she pulled them apart, spreading herself open, helping Geralt enter her.

As Geralt pressed into Yennefer's ass, his desire mingled with the raw intensity of their connection. Her body arched in response, a natural reaction to the delicious friction that coursed through them. Their shared pleasure reached new heights as she succumbed to the intoxicating sensations that consumed her.

Geralt's movements grew more powerful and primal, a testament to the strength of his desire for Yennefer. The bulbous head of his manhood popped past her muscular barrier, finding her soft inner core welcoming him. Her sphincter gripped tightly around his mushroom tip begging him not to leave as she yielded to the primal pleasures of her anus that radiated to her core.

His hands found purchase on her hips, guiding his girth deeper and deeper into her tight hole. Every few seconds he stopped to help her adjust but as she bucked into him he knew she was ready for more. The synchrony of their bodies created a symphony of pleasure that echoed in the confines of the room.

As Geralt began his long deep thrusts, Yennefer could feel the muscles of her anus clenching and ...

... gripping him in response to the intense pleasure they were experiencing. The rhythmic contractions of her muscles created exquisite friction, enhancing the sensations they shared.

Geralt grunted like a beast, “Fuck Yen, you are so wonderful tight!”

With each movement, Yennefer's body instinctively responded, tightening around him, as if to draw him deeper and intensify their connection. The sensation of her muscles gripping him added an extra layer of pleasure, heightening their mutual arousal.

“Ah, ah, ah,” she panted, “Gods, what are you doing to me Geralt! I’ve never wanted to be fucked in my ass so badly in all my life!”

Geralt, attuned to the subtle signals of her body, felt the grip of Yennefer's muscles around him, amplifying his pleasure and driving him further toward the pinnacle of their shared release. The sensation of being enveloped by her tightness only fueled his ardor and pushed him to give her more.

Yennefer, lost in the throes of passion, reveled in the overwhelming sensations that pulsed through her. Every push and pull of their bodies brought her closer to the edge of ecstasy, her arching from the unrelenting pleasure that coursed through her veins. With each thrust, each arch of Yennefer's body, they danced on the edge of fulfillment.

As Yennefer's pleasure reached its peak, her body trembling with the intensity of her release, she couldn't contain the words that spilled from her lips. Gasping for breath, she expressed her delight to Geralt, ...