From his towering vantage, he watched her move.
She crawled toward him, sliding off the bed, her motions slow, like a cat on the hunt. As she stood, letting her gown pool at her feet, leaving nothing between them. She was a woman in every sense of the word, not some frail, delicate little thing, but full, lush, and made for desire.
Her curves were the kind that begged to be touched, held, gripped possessively. A narrow waist flared into generous, curving hips, the kind meant to breed strong sons, yet wasted on a life of whoring. Her breasts, soft and full, settled perfectly into the rough spread of his massive palms when he reached for her.
She tilted her head up, her height still leaving her just at his chest. Slowly, she leaned in, pressing the warmth of her lips against his skin, right over his nipple. The contrast of her softness against his hard body sent a shiver rippling down his spine.
As he admired her form, the delicious hourglass shape. He felt her fingers travel downward.
Without hesitation, one of her hands wrapped around his cock; not struggling, not failing, but clearly realizing she had her hands full. Her fingers squeezed, and she inhaled, eagerness flickering across her face as she marveled at what she was about to take on.
"First?" She asked, looking into his eyes.
Wylis nodded.
"Then let me make it the best one you'll ever experience," Ros purred with confidence.
She sank to her knees, eyes locked onto him as she trailed her fingertips lightly down his abs and finally his shaft, teasing. Then, her tongue flicked out, tracing along the thick veins, wetting his manhood with slow, intended licks. She coated him in warm, glistening worship, oiling him for that heavenly pleasure to come.
"Ummmph!"
When she finally wrapped her lips around him cockhead, he felt it like a lightning strike. The heat, the softness, the sweet suction that threatened to unravel him.
Ros stretched her mouth wide, taking him in, inch by inch, testing how much she could manage. It wasn't impossible to take in his cockhead, but taking the entire length remained questionable.
Wylis exhaled a long, shuddering breath, his massive hand threading into her hair, not to guide, not to push it, but simply to keep those fiery locks from covering the sight of her. He watched, mesmerized, as her lips stretched around his girth, her cheeks hollowing, her tongue swirling and lathering him with wet adoration.
Fuck, I had forgotten how good this felt.
The heat, the slickness, the pleasure building up in his gut, spreading through his limbs like fire licking at dry wood. It had been so long, so many years since a woman's mouth had worshiped him like this. He had once taken such pleasures for granted, never realizing how empty life would feel without them. But now? Now, he savored every flick of her wet tongue, every squeeze of her warm lips.
His cock throbbed, pulsed with need, aching for more, for deeper, for the kind of release only flesh could provide.
"Let's… move."
Ros pulled back with a wet pop, licking her lips as if savoring him. Her hand still gripped his cock, and with that tugging hold, she pulled him to the bed.
She laid back, gently drawing him onto herself by his cock, a smug smirk on her lips as she positioned him over her. It was a lot, his size.
Wylis loomed above, his sheer size eclipsing her, shadowing her completely. His knees settled below her hips, her legs spread wide to give him space between them. Bracing himself, he kept his torso lifted, arms flexed in a push-up stance, looking down at her with a hunger that made her shiver.
He couldn't resist her tits. They were perfect.
Leaning down, he latched onto one lush, inviting mound. His lips wrapped around her hardened nipple. He suckled deeply, savoring the silky warmth of her flesh. The way she gasped, the way her fingers tightened against his arms, sent another pulse of greed through his veins.
Finally, she reached between them, gripping his cock and aligning it with her moist entrance, guiding him where he needed to be.
"Slow and gentle… Only slow and gentle, aye?" She murmured, but there was nothing pleading in her voice, only a wicked tease, daring him to test the limits of restraint.
Wylis swallowed hard, nodding, his body trembling with need. Then, with agonizing patience, he started to push.
The first gentle push was intoxicating.
Snug, soaked, clinging to him like her body never wanted to let go. Wylis exhaled through gritted teeth, feeling every inch of her stretch around his girth, her slick walls sucking him in with unbearable, sinful heat. It had been too long; too many years of frustration, of aching need, and now he was finally inside, drowning in that delicious squeeze that sent fire licking up his broad chest.
He thrust deeper, slow, savoring the way her cunt clenched and shuddered beneath him. Every inch was a battle, a sweet, torturous descent into pleasure, her walls gripping him so tight he could feel every vein, every pulse of his cock being milked by that snug, welcoming heat.
Soon, he bottomed out with a final, deep shove, his heavy balls settling against her slick pussy.
"Ggk…" A groan tore from his throat. This was it, this was what he had craved for so long. That feminine warmth wrapped around his cock. That hugging cunt throbbing and aching for his thrashing.
Ros started to pant, her fingers digging into his biceps as she stared up at him, wide-eyed and dazed. She felt impossibly full, stretched in a way that made her shiver, her entire core quivering around the colossal length buried inside her. It was too much, yet somehow just enough, hovering on the edge of overwhelming without ever pushing her into pain.
She had never taken a man like this, never felt so completely possessed. Her pussy molded to accommodate something so thick, so deep, so utterly consuming.
And yet, despite his sheer size, he wasn't brutal. His movements were controlled and precise, feeding her inch after inch with agonizing patience. The anticipation burned her from the inside out, her body taut with the delicious ache of waiting for more, for that final, merciless thrust that would ruin her.
But it never came; just enough pressure to make her squirm, to leave her teetering on the edge of too much without ever shoving her over that proverbial cliff. It was maddening. It was exhilarating.
Then, with a low growl, he started to move.
His grip tightened on her waist as he pulled back, nearly pulling out entirely before sliding back in, slick and smooth. The friction was dizzying; each slow stroke of his cock dragging against every inch of her cave of wonders, making her toes curl against the sheets. He set a rhythm, deep and punishingly slow at first, savoring her, feeling her quiver under him as she adjusted to his size.
But as her moans grew louder, as her walls softened and welcomed him even more, he lost his patience.
"Oohhh… Gods! Yes… Yess–sss!"
Her legs were soon hoisted onto his massive shoulders, folding her into a position that sent his massive cock even deeper. Who even fucks a whore like this, she wondered. Men usually received, not gave.
"Ahhhh! Fuck!" The new angle made her cry out, the thick head of his cock pressing against her salivating womb, sending shocks of pleasure up her spine.
He plunged harder now, faster, his heavy frame making the bed creak with each relentless thrust. The mattress caved beneath their weight, the wet, squelching sounds of their bodies colliding filling the room in a sinful symphony. No doubt, every patron of that brothel heard the sound of true fucking that day.
Ros's head spun. Her vision blurred. She watched her own legs on his shoulders trembling from the force of his thrusts, shaking in the air as he fucked her harder than any man ever had. The pleasure was overwhelming, dizzying, a relentless climb to a peak she couldn't escape.
Her nails clawed at his broad chest, her moans spilling freely as he drove into her over and over again. The pressure coiled in her belly, hot and unbearable.
"Oh—oh Gods—!!"
The orgasm struck like a violent wave. Her pussy trembled uncontrollably around him, squeezing down in frantic, fluttering clenches as she shattered under him. Her pussylips stretched out when he pulled, caved in when he thrust, the stretch was simply too tight.
"Ahhhh!" A strangled cry escaped her lips, her back arching off the bed as the pleasure ripped through her, hot and uncontrollable. And then, as if her body had lost all control, her hips jerked, wave after wave, writhing in that slick rush of liquid bliss. Her juices squirted through the impossible gaps where his cock's girth met her sore walls.
"Ugh… Gah!" Wylis felt close, but not that much. He was shocked by her insane screams and how fast she came. He reckoned Ros wasn't as talented yet. "I… What?!"
What the fuck is this?!
"Ummmmh… Yesss~ Oh, you're bi-igh… so…"
Ros turned into a whimpering mess, her pussy a swollen, sticky ruin. She let go of all restraints and enjoyed sex for what it was, just fucking. She no longer remembered that she was a whore meant to please others. In that moment, she relished what this man gave her.
Her eager eyes stared at his handsome face, his longer than usual hair tickled her face at times, others tickled her sensitive tits. She looked down at his broad chest and then his abs, unable to believe what a fine specimen of masculinity he was. She'd taken lords, knights, warriors, and rich men, but none came close to this perfection.
"Oooooh!"
What is this thing?!
Wylis was in a completely opposite mental state. While his hips never stopped, the pleasure kept piling up. His eyes stared down at her, but it wasn't her face that was in focus. Instead, a strange, sand-colored, translucent screen had appeared.
It looked like a tile, but it hovered in front of his eyes. He noticed Ros staring down at his cock making a mess in her cunt. That meant she couldn't see the tile.
There were words on it. Words too good to be true. Too fantastical for a world already magical enough.
Is this real?
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