Eadric and the Sisters of Twilight - Sex Stories

Eadric and the Sisters of Twilight

... inches of his gigantic fuckpole into her. She was stuffed and she knew she should have feltsome pain from such an insanely fat cock being rammed up her cunt, but no pain yet came. She gasped and moaned, keeping her hands on his shoulders to keep herself steady.

Still standing, Eadric then began lifting her upwards until only his throbbing cockhelm remained within her, the ridge of its massive head rubbing against her sensitive walls. Once more, Eadric started fucking the elf, ramming himself as he lowered and lifted the woman onto his overgrown fuckspire, ravaging her with all his might.

The woman's tits bounced wildly as he thrust himself deep into her, every long stroke of that meaty monolith causing the woman to moan in rising ecstasy. It felt as though she might melt, never having known that such pleasure was possible, every part of her filled with pleasant, electrical warmth.

Not only that, but the feeling that they could be watched, that the extent of her sluttiness would be known by her people only seemed to add to that excitement, making her orgasm even more of an inevitability.

He was in control. Not her. Not anymore.

His lips soon found her neck, kissing her gently as he fucked her mercilessly, ravaging her cunt, spearing himself into her again and again. She leaned her head back in response, encouraging those kisses, feeling an electrical, addictive pleasure from such a simple act, the brutality of that raw, bestial fucking an odd contrast to the ...

... gentleness of his mouth.

His arms flexed as he lowered and lifted her again and again, his hips working in conjunction with the muscles in his arms to simplydestroy her whorish slit. The smacking of flesh upon flesh echoed through the forest, adding to the almost musical sound of the waterfall and the soft blowing of the wind against their skin.

She was glad for that wind. Even in the coolness of night, it seemed that she was on fire, her body, as well as his, covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Arahan wanted more and so she moaned and begged for him to keep fucking her, encouraging him with her banshee-like wails of bliss. So hard did he fuck her that she feared she simply might bounce off his cock and so her arms wrapped themselves around him in an attempt to steady herself.

Would he take her back to his empire? Would he remain in Athel Loren after this? The Skaven were no threat to her at that moment. All she could do was imagine her life with the man, imagining herself fucking him every hour of every day, skewered upon a cock twice as large as any she'd seen before.

As suddenly and violently as before, the woman came. Her muscles seized and her eyes rolled to the back of her skull, her mouth agape in a breathless moan. Her cunt tightened around his girth, squeezing him hard, as though hungry for more of his thick, potent splooge.

And so did the reaming of Arahan continue, stomach bulging from the vast quantities of cum sloshing about in her womb, making her ...