supported me by cupping my buttocks. I began to bounce, moving slowly at first, exhilarated and terrified by the hot girth inside me, spreading me open and filling me. I whimpered, I quivered and bit my lip. The king held me tight, raising his legs up to pitch me forward in to him, so his warm, soft belly and chest rubbed against me. He put his mouth to my throat again, letting his thick, hot tongue loll down over me. I squeezed my breasts together with my arms, hugging myself as though cold.
I began to settle into a soft background pleasure when the first jolt hit me and I went rigid. It edged through me, making my toes curl. I clawed at the king’s shoulders, my nails scraping over his scaly skin. In reply he snarled at me harshly and nipped at my neck and shoulder, enough that I could feel his teeth without drawing blood. He slid down on the throne so I was properly on top of him, grabbed the back of my head, and held me as I rode him. I pushed him all the way inside me and flexed my belly, turning my hips in a slow circle. This made him his and his mouth hang open. I buried my face in his neck and began rolling my hips, lifting up and pushing into him slowly, again and again. Once more I shook with pleasure, harder than before, the waves building into an explosive crash.
My back arched, and I screamed, throwing my head back so that my hair fanned over my head. The king held me, lifting his hips so that as I clenched around him, he was fully inside my body. He lasted longer than any of the others, only giving me his issue when I was fully satisfied. I was hanging limp in his grasp, twitching as I felt him pump surge after surge of hot cum inside me, filling me. Soon, I felt a pleasant fuzz, as if I’d just taken an especially large meal, and he pulled me forward.
I looked over my shoulder. My subjects were not done, and neither was I. Shaking on my feet, I stood up. The king did not speak. As I let his cock slurp out of me, I saw it was still hard and soaked in my juices and his cum, and this made me even more excited. He held my hands to steady me as I turned around. I pitched forward a little and lowered myself down. The head of his cock slipped into the cleft of my ass, and I felt the heat of it around the outside of my rosebud and pressing against it. It was not pain I felt as I changed the angle and urged him inside, though there was a sort of pain in the background, a flavor to it. Every inch of him that I took in my ass made me shake and clench my teeth. My body wanted him out and I wanted him in and I won. He held my hands tight as I lowered myself further and further, breathing hard from the undertaking. Finally, I let my weight settle in his lap and was able to lean backwards against his soft chest. I let my legs rest on top of his and felt the fullness, the overwhelming sense of invasion. It was not pain, but something like pain that filled me with a need I never felt before. It hurt so much that I wanted to endure it forever.
The slightest movement made me gasp. I understood the other’s need now. I felt empty as I was full. The king held me around my belly and held his arm over my breasts, the one in his hand and teasing the outer edge of the nipple with the pad of his finger as he put his head on my shoulder and draped his tongue down over my chest, exploring the curves and the warm softness of my bosom.
Faneth crawled up to us on her hands and knees. I was breathing less sharply now, and with every passing second the invading pain I felt became a comfortable haze of warm pleasure. My ass was surrendering to him, accepting that it as conquered territory. He gave me a mild, exploratory thrust, and I gasped. The king hissed my ear and squeezed me tight. Faneth came up between my legs and ran her tongue up my slit, lapping up the dripping remnants of my lovemaking with the king. She slipped a finger inside me and then another. As she curled her fingers against my most sensitive spot, her knuckles pushed
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