The bedroom and a man and a woman kissing their way inside.
Questions were unnecessary. It didn't matter if it was Vi, the buff lady from Zaun that had never so much as looked at a man with interest. This cock that was schlicking in up and down her abs wet from cum and the shower, was everything to her. Her womb craved it. It wanted this super cock to split her pussy wide.
Kissing and caressing her ass while being pushed, Matias tried to dominate. In spite of her shaky legs, Vi still overpowered him and pushed him on the bed.
V's chest heaved. She stood over Matias, her strong legs straddling his hips, her pussy dripping with a thrill. Her steely gray eyes burned with a hunger that hadn't been fully sated.
"Bed. Now."
She said it with conviction. She did not say it like a slut but a warrior. Pink hair hung from her head and smirked down at him, the defiance in her gaze only matched by the way she pinned his wrists above his head, her fingers tightening around them like steel shackles.
"You're mine now." Vi grinned. Her free hand trailed down his chest, nails scraping lightly over his skin as she positioned herself over his still-hard cock. "I am going to empty your fat balls until they have nothing left."
Matias' breath hitched as he felt her hot cunt hovering just above him. His cock twitched in anticipation, thick and heavy, demanding attention even after their earlier rounds. Vi's smirk widened as she saw the effect she had on him. She leaned down, her face inches from his.
"Don't disappoint, ya hear? I'm the type that breaks beds over the night." Her hand released his wrist, trailing down to grip his cock, positioning it at her entrance. She didn't give him time to respond. With a sharp, deliberate motion, she sank down onto him.
A crude story, but Zaun pussy was rumoured to be exceedingly tight. The women were fierce and the conditions upon which they were raised were tough. Virginity was not handed on a silver platter.
"Holy fuuuuckkkkk…!"
But once it was taken, children were born left and right, and sometimes, it was hard to know who was the father to whom. These bitches acted as though they were in heat when they finally tasted the apple sin of lust.
Matias groaned, his hips jerking upward instinctively, but Vi's strong hands pressed him back down. "Oh no! Oh, no, no, no!" She was grinning. She was salivating. "Your big ass dick is not moving until I say so." Heaving, titties shaking, she began to move, slowly at first, her hips rolling in a deliberate rhythm that had Matias' breath bursting in short, ragged gasps.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…!" But it was Vi that was cursing but because good god, this cock wouldn't stop being good. "No! Fucking! Wonder! Janna told us not to give into our passions! Nngggh!"
That grin.
That tightness.
The angry oil slick that was Vi was orgasming, and she didn't stop. She wanted more.
Her tits bounced, full and firm, her nipples hard and begging for attention. Vi's body was a masterpiece of muscle and curves, her abs taut, her thighs powerful as they gripped his hips. Matias was just some guy, he didn't ever expect to be in this position. To have two beauties invade his home and to have the fierce, hot one jump his bones. As expected of someone like her, her ass drops weren't very womanly. It was akin to a work-out. A gladiator match.
And without trying, this cock was matching her. He didn't get a thrust in and Matias was getting her to her second orgasm. "F-fuuuuck!" She moaned, shuddering, and then leaned down again, her lips capturing his in a fierce, demanding kiss. Her tongue invaded his mouth, claiming him as thoroughly as her pussy was doing below.
Matias moaned into the kiss, his hands gripping her ass cheeks tightly. His fingers got greedy and slapped her ass. Vi broke the kiss, her head thrown back and laughing. "Look at you go! Finally getting a pair to fuck me with!?" She picked up the pace, riding him hard and fast. Her moans filled the small bathroom, loud and unashamed.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
On top and dominating. On top and fucking her very first cock. Fourteen inches long and teaching her pussy fresh new spaces.
"Fuck! Seriously, what the FUCK is this cock! It's, ngggh! It's making me cum! Again and again and aga—" She cut herself off with a loud gasp. The next gasps rose with each thrust. "This cock, this cock, this cockkkkk!" Another orgasm. She threw her head back and her voice became a crescendo. "Your FAT fucking cock… it's stretching me SO good! So good, so good, SOO GOOOODDDD~!"
She gasped and could no longer move, head pointed down as she shuddered and orgasmed and lost control. She jerked back and forth, an orgasm rocking her world and making her see white. This was heaven. She would have collapsed if not for her trained instincts and body.
The moment Matias wanted to thrust—
"D-don't worry…!" That smirk. That grin. Saliva fell in ropes from her agape lips and she peered down at him through sweaty, pink bangs. "You're not gonna have to do a damn thing."
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Vi's body convulsed as another orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy was a fucking train, it didn't stop racing for his cock. It never stopped to throw her head back and moan. Grinning maniacally, she leaned back and gripped his thighs again. "You're gonna cum for me, aren't you, Monster Cock? You're gonna fill me up again!"
Matias groaned, his cock throbbing inside her, his own release building rapidly. Vi didn't let up, riding him through her own climax, her body a blur of motion and desire. She could feel it, his hot rod was getting angry! "It's about to blow!" She threw her head back again, her voice a loud, triumphant moan. "That's it! Cum for me! Give it all to me!"
Matias sat up and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, his cock still buried deep inside her and came. He let out so much cum in the shower and he had plenty more to offer. Vi's arms hugged him in a tighter, stronger grip.
"Fuck, fuck, fuuuck! There's SO much! So fucking much!" Tucked on his shoulders, her eyes rolled back. The smile of pure lust and satisfaction remained. "Keep fucking cumming! Keep—haaahhmnngh!"
She couldn't help orgasming and losing controlling. Tightening her hug and her pussy and wanting as much of his seed as possible. Unfortunately, even Vi's womb couldn't contain everything and trails of cum leaked back down to his balls.
How long they stayed there, neither knew.
Vi broke the silence with a chuckle, her breath warm against his neck. "You're not so bad, Monster Cock," she replied, her voice sultry and teasing. She nipped at his earlobe, her pussy still tingling with cum and his cock. "But I'm not done with you yet. I didn't do all those pull-ups in prison for just four or five rounds."
Matias laughed, feeling his cock twitch weakly inside her. "You're gonna kill me, Vi," he said, though there was no real protest in his voice.
Vi smirked, pulling her head to meet his gaze. Never in a million years did she think a man would be cumming balls-deep inside her and she would happily have her arms around him. There was something about him. Maybe it was his background, knowing that he was from Zaun, or it was that smile. That damn smile that never seemed to be fazed.
"Am I? You don't look winded at all."
Vi began to move again, her hips grinding against his, her pussy and her mind demanding more, always more. Matias could only hold on, his hands gripping her ass tightly as she took him on another wild, unrestrained ride. The room was filled with the sound of their moans, the slap of skin against skin, and the undeniable evidence of their unrelenting lust for each other. It wasn't as fast as before. Vi was beginning to wear out.
"Fuck, you're so big," Vi gasped, her voice breaking as she rode him harder, faster. "You're stretching me so damn good. I can't get enough of this fat fucking cock." Vi saw his face. It was like he was only watching and letting her do what she wanted. Suddenly, she went over to capture his lips in another fierce kiss. "Come on," she murmured against his lips, her body still moving, still demanding. "I know you can do more. So shut up and fuck me harder."
Matias seemed nervous and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Are you—ha, are you kidding me?"
"What I did in the bathroom was just a taste, you know," he warned.
"I'm handling myself quite well right now, aren't I?" She said that but her breath came in ragged gasps, her body slick with sweat as she rode Matias' monstrous cock like her life depended on it. Her thighs burned from the effort, but she didn't care—she couldn't stop. Not when his thick, fourteen-inch shaft was buried so deep inside her, stretching her pussy to its absolute limit. Not when she had to prove herself.
"C-come on! Go harder! Fuck me harder!"
Matias smiled.
Then, like in the bathroom when he first penetrated her, her world went white. The last thing she heard was a wham! Matias' first real clap back while she rode him. She felt…like she ascended. She could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein, and it didn't make sense to her. There was too much. Too much cock.
Oh fuck.
He went deeper too.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Next thing Vi knew, she was grinning and slobbering and orgasming like a mad woman. "CUMMING, CUMMING, CUMMIIIING~! I CAN'T STOP! I CANNNN'T! MATTIIIAS! THIS FAT FUCKING COCK! I CAN'T STOOOOOOPP CUMMMIIING!"
Her hands clawed at his shoulders, her broad shoulders flexing with every desperate movement. She wasn't sure if she had ever been this desperate before.
'What the hell, what the hell, what the hell—!?'
"YOUR COCK, YOUR COCK, YOUR COCCKKK! IT'S FUCKING RUINING ME!!! I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT!!"
Matias just laughed. For him, these were a step above the ordinary thrusts he previously gave her. These were properly calculated and pointed to her weakest spots. His calm demeanor was a stark contrast to Vi's frenzied passion. He reached up, his hands gripping her hips firmly.
"Ride me like the slut you are."
Did she hear him? Sort of. Vi let out a guttural groan, her head falling back as she obeyed, slamming herself down onto him with reckless abandon. She was still fucking him and riding him but it was completely on his terms. He could literally time his thrust to slam into her downward motion and it caused a clap that made her instantly orgasm. Oh, and for the bed to creak loudly. Her pussy clenched around his cock, the sensation so intense it made her toes curl.
Vi was a hard-boiled criminal from the depths of Zaun. Her toes did not curl.
Until tonight.
She could feel what was a penultimate orgasm building, a tight coil of pleasure winding tighter and tighter in her core. But she wasn't ready to cum yet—not until she'd taken every last drop of pleasure he had to give.
She leaned back, her hands braced on his thighs, and arched her back, giving him a perfect view of her toned, athletic body. Her V-shaped physique was on full display, her broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist and the curve of her ass, which was round and firm from years of training. She thought she could get a pause and retrieve control. His cock was at slightly an angle so it was a solid plan.
Except Matias couldn't resist reaching forward to grope her, his hands squeezing her cheeks roughly as he thrust up into her. Her inexperience was showing.
"Fuck, your ass is perfect," Matias growled, giving her a sharp slap that made her yelp in surprise. "I'm going to fuck it next. But first, I'm going to make you pass out on my cock."
Vi's eyes widened at his words, a shiver of anticipation running down her spine. She wanted to answer loudly but instead moans came out. This fucker was making her feel crazy. In return, he was…calm. And she loved how calm and collected he was, even as she was falling apart on top of him. It only made her want him more. She started moving faster, her hips grinding against his as she chased her release. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with their moans and the wet squelch of her pussy taking his cock.
"Yes, yes, yes," Vi chanted, her voice rising in pitch as she felt herself getting closer. That penultimate orgasm. She could feel it. "I'M GONNA CUM, MATIAS. FUCK, I'M GONNA CUM ALL OVER YOUR COCK."
He did not slow down. That punishing pace he was pounding away at—it kept going. She gasped and orgasmed and orgasmed and orgasmed until her vision was starting to blur.
"CUMMIIIINNNNNG!"
There it was. The ultimate orgasm. The one she had been seeking. She tightened up and right then and there, Matias spilled his load too. It was glorious. Matias buried himself deep inside her and came, his hot seed flooding her pussy. Vi moaned as she felt it, the warmth spreading through her and making her feel even more satisfied. She collapsed onto his chest.
She twitched, she moaned, and then she fell silent.
Matisa snickered. "Told you you'd pass out."
"...w-who said that, fucker?"
Matias did a double-take. She was shaking. He assumed that was from the after-orgasms but…
"Heh…hehehehe. Don't think I'm like all the other bitches you fucked. I've Vi. I've beaten bigger men than you."
He smacked her ass and shook her off his shoulders. "I doubt they were bigger than me."
She flushed. Vi's fierce grey eyes and Matias' calm, cool ones. "No….not in the way you're talking about, perv. You have the biggest fucking cock in Piltover. Probably the biggest sack of balls too. "But…" Her arms felt like noodles yet through sheer willpower she got them to grab his family jewels. "That doesn't mean you can't overpower me."
"Oh, we'll see about that."
Certainty, he was curious about long this woman could go for. After an orgasm like that, after fucking in the shower and now the bed, the end had to be near.
…
…
…
The end was not near. Vi lasted far, far longer than he could have imagined. This woman's muscles were not at all for sure. Neither was her personality.
"R-round…thirty…" Vi murmured.
They showered. They ate. They fucked. The sun was rising. If the area wasn't devoid of nature, it might have had birds chirping too.
How much longer could this bastard fuck for!? She lay on her back, pressed into the mattress, her V-shaped physique on full display. Her legs were spread wide and her toes curled after every thrust. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her inner legs to get in as deep as possible. His cock, still slick with her juices and his cum, pulled itself all the way back and then rammed back inside, reaching the end of her womb. A monstrous fourteen inches of raw manly dick that made Vi's pussy clench from two rapid orgasms.
She was exhausted. Her eyes were rolled back. Just barely, between huffs and puffs, she managed, "F-fucker, how is your cock not as limp as a noodle?"
"Why would it be?"
He made a show of pulling out his whole cock, making her whimper—yes, Vi whimpered—and then slapped it on her abs. He smirked to show her the raging beast. How far it reached. How much it fucked up her inside.
Her legs were trembling. They wanted to move and couldn't. Matias, if he so wished, could do anything and everything to her. She was weak. So, so weak. Never had a man or a fighter ever made her feel so fucking exhausted. It didn't make sense either. How could a man fuck so hard and for so long?
"Hm, the sun is coming up. How about this? I'm going to eat your pussy." His casual nature was a stark contrast to the fire in Vi's eyes. "I'm going to make you scream so loud you'll beg me to stop."
"E-excuse me?" Vi's breath hitched as she felt his hot breath on her clit. She was already so sensitive from their previous rounds, but the thought of his tongue on her sent a fresh wave of desire crashing through her. "Fuck, Matias," she moaned, her hands gripping the sheets. "Don't tease me."
All that dick and Vi was a changed woman. She was getting wet and tingly simply by thinking about it.
His mouth descended on her in an instant, his tongue licking a slow, deliberate stripe up her slit. Vi's back arched off the bed, a strangled cry escaping her lips as he focused on her clit, sucking it into his mouth and flicking it with the tip of his tongue.
"T-t-the fuck!? I-I can't….!"
His hands moved to her ass, kneading the firm, round globes as he devoured her, his fingers pressing into her flesh with just enough pressure to make her whimper. It…it didn't make sense!? How was he so fucking good at this too!?
Better than Caitlyn?
"F-fuck! Fuck! Oh my god, Matias," Vi gasped, her hips bucking against his face. "That feels so fucking good. Don't stop. Please don't stop."
If anything, he intensified his efforts, his tongue working her clit in rapid circles as his fingers dug deeper into her ass. Vi could feel the orgasm building already, a tight coil of pleasure winding tighter and tighter in her core. She was so close, so fucking close, but Matias wasn't letting her go over the edge just yet. He pulled back slightly, his breath hot against her wetness as he looked up at her.
"Beg for it," he said, his voice a low growl. "Beg me to make you cum."
Vi didn't hesitate. "Please, Matias," she pleaded, her voice trembling with desperation. "Please make me cum. I need it so bad. Fuck, I need your tongue on my clit. Please."
That was all he needed to hear. His mouth was back on her in an instant, his tongue lapping at her clit with relentless precision. Vi's hands flew to his head, her fingers tangling in his hair as she held him in place. The coil snapped, and she came with a scream, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her thicc thighs wrapped around him, squeezing him from how much love he was giving. Matias didn't let up, his tongue continuing to work her through her orgasm until she was a trembling, whimpering mess beneath him.
When he finally pulled away, Vi was panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. She didn't get it.
"Fuck…Cat…I-I'm so sorry…"
He was just better.
And he wasn't done with her yet still. He moved up her body, his massive cock slapped her abs and reminded her that he was still here. The sheer size of him made her pussy clench in anticipation.
He eat pussy better than any woman and had a bigger cock than any man.
"I really am impressed, Vi. Nobody has ever lasted this long with me."
"W-w-what?" She smirked despite the stammer. "You fuck around often?"
"Not often, but enough." He slapped his cock as a show of dominance. Vi's arms were limp to the point that she couldn't stroke him even if she wanted to. "You're at the top of the totem pole, Vi."
Vi accepted the praise with a chuckle. She wanted it just as much as he did, and the moment the tip of his cock pressed against her wetness, she moaned. Matias didn't waste any time. He thrust into her in one smooth motion, burying himself to the hilt in one go.
Vi's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt him fill her completely. "H-how many fucking times have you fucked me and still…"
She struggled to keep a straight face. To not go crazy from everything. And now, after a whole night of fucking, she lay there and just gasped and moaned. She couldn't move or squeeze his balls or taunt him.
"Y-you're so fucking big…! Nggh, I can feel you everywhere."
His hips pistoned in and out of her with a rhythm that had Vi seeing stars. Each thrust was deep and deliberate, his cock hitting all the right spots inside her. Hours ago, Vi would have clung to him, her legs wrapping around his waist as she met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together with a wet, obscene sound.
But now, there was just lewd, dominating claps as he fucked her senseless.
Vi couldn't form a coherent response. All she could do was moan and whimper as he pounded into her, each thrust sending jolts of pleasure through her body. She could feel another orgasm building, this one even more intense than the last. "Matiaassss," she gasped, her voice sounding like a vulnerable pathetic girl. A tone that she did not recognize as herself yet accepted was her. "I'm gonna cum again. Fuck, I'm gonna cuuuum….!"
She was whimpering and mewling. She was…it was almost like she was submitting. No, she had already submitted to him a long time ago.
"Do it," Matias urged, his thrusts becoming even more frantic. "Cum on my cock, Vi. Let me feel you."
And she did. With a scream that echoed through the room, Vi came hard, her pussy clamping down on Matias' cock as waves of pleasure washed over her. Matias followed soon after, his own orgasm hitting him like a freight train as he buried himself deep inside her, filling her with his cum once more.
"Haah…!" Matias pulled out and let his cock smack on her abs, spilling and coating her breasts. He kept jerking himself off, trying to get every last droplet, and knee-walked over to cum on her face. Vi lay on her back, letting it all happen. Several strings of cum on her face, three diagonally shot across her face, some on her eye, and plenty of other slings of pure white Zaun seed on her hair. Oh, and her pussy was stuffed with Matias' creamy cum.
All Vi could do was shake and whimper with the aftershocks of her orgasm. When Matias was done, he dropped his cock on her face. Instinctively, her tongue slipped out to lick the hefty fourteen inch meat pipe.
He laughed.
"Relax, Vi. Go to sleep."
All that willpower. All that rebellion. All that strength and muscle. For once, Vi listened and passed out.
***
When Vi opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a ten inch flaccid cock. The second thing was a pair of boxers, slipping up and covering his cock, save for the tip which peaked out.
"That's one hell of a dick print." Vi wanted to roll over and couldn't. Her legs felt like they were made of broken gears. "Goodddd. What the fuck did you to me? I feel…"
"Exhausted?" Matias suggested.
"Dead. Literally dead." She groaned and hugged her pillow. "I'm going to stay here."
"Go ahead. I just finished taking a shower. It's almost time to open up shop."
Vi groaned again. "I'll join you."
"Huh? Oh, no need to, I've got things—"
"I said I'll join. I wouldn't be able to face myself if I couldn't walk after sex."
"Er…is this a pride thing?"
"I'm a pit fighter, I can't just quit after…thirty rounds or whatever. I gotta keep going. Gotta push through the pain."
Matias put on some pants and walked over, smiling. He dropped down, looking eye to eye with her. "There's no pain here, Vi. Just relax." He kissed her on the cheek.
Somehow, that got to her and she reddened. "W-whatever…" She looked away. Matias beamed at her, got up, and left.
"I guess I'll listen to him," she grumbled.
Vi slept and lounged in her bed for another five hours. She was raised in Zaun, so she didn't sleep as much as a Piltie did. No need for the full, beautiful twelve hour nap.
At one o'clock, she hit the showers. Matias had a nice place overall. The bathroom, the living room, the whole second floor home area, it was great. From Zaunite to Zaunite, it was something to be proud of.
Vi stood under the hot stream of the shower, water cascading down her athletic frame, her broad shoulders glistening as droplets traced the contours of her attractive physique. Her hands roamed her body, fingers brushing over her narrow waist before sliding up to cup her C-cup breasts. She groaned softly, her nipples hardening under her touch as she squeezed them, imagining Matias' strong hands on her instead.
'Fuck,' she thought, her breath hitching as she pinched her nipples, rolling them between her fingers. 'When did I get so pathetic? And about a guy?'
But he wasn't just some guy. He was nice. He was Noodle Boy. He had the biggest dick ever. He could outfuck her. Caitlyn couldn't say that either. For the first time in a long time, since Vander maybe, she lost in a battle of physicality. Her body was still humming from the night before, every nerve ending alive with the memory of his massive cock stretching her, filling her, fucking her until she couldn't think straight.
She leaned back against the tiled wall, one hand sliding down her toned stomach, fingers dipping between her legs. Her pussy was still sensitive, still throbbing from the relentless pounding she'd taken, but that didn't stop her from teasing herself. She spread her lips, circling her clit with slow, deliberate strokes, biting her lip to stifle a moan.
She imagined him watching her, his dark eyes hungry, his cock already hard and ready for her. She could almost feel his hands on her ass, gripping her tight as he pushed her against the wall, his thick length sliding into her from behind. The thought alone was enough to make her knees weak.
"Vi? Where are you? Hello?" There was a knock on the bathroom door. Caitlyn. Dammit, why was she interrupting her?
"What is it?"
"Just have to talk to you for a second about something!"
"Can't you just say it here?"
"I-inside? With you? I-it's not that kind of talk, Vi!"
Not what she meant either and…the feeling faded. Suddenly, she couldn't finish herself off. With a frustrated growl, Vi turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her body. Caitlyn wanted something, but all she could think about was getting Matias inside her again. She needed it—needed him—like she needed air to breathe.
"What?" Vi opened the door and asked the question, agitated.
"Oh, uh…" Caitlyn was momentarily stunned by her half-naked, half-towel-covered form. "Did you hear last night?"
"Last night?"
"Y-yeah! The walls here are sound-proof but I swore I heard, err, certain noises next door."
"Meaning…?"
"Meaning, there's a couple next door that are, you know," Caitlyn flushed, "doing the deed in the home portion of their store. It's an antique store, remember?"
Vi was getting impatient. She was mistaking what she and Matias were doing, it seemed. "Meaning…?"
"We might be able to infiltrate their place at night while they are busy and get the tools we need."
"And if they report it? We did just come here, Caitlyn, we shouldn't drag up attention if we don't have to."
"Look at you being the worry-wart. Look, Vi, the couple next door is old. I was quite surprised to see them so passionate, but given their age and passion, they could chalk it up to having a bad memory. I observed them and the old man in particular seemed to be in a state of disarray. It's a decent, hell, maybe our only shot to get money and other items," Caitlyn explained. "I checked out the store's layout yesterday too. I couldn't tell if it was a home section or not but at the very least the spiral staircase is a long one. If they overhear us, we'll have plenty of time to flee."
Caitlyn gestured to the long spiral case in this building. Case in point.
"So…that's your idea. Steal from an innocent couple while they're fucking?"
Vi said it so bluntly that Caitlyn flushed. "W-when you put it that way, I know it sounds bad but we don't have much of a choice. It's like you said—"
"Yeah, yeah, desperate times, desperate choices, I know." Vi sighed and adjusted her towel. That was when a small smile appeared. "Look, I think I'm making headway on Matias so you can go and do whatever you want."
"Huh? S-so you won't join me?"
"Yep."
"You want to miss the chance to steal?"
"That sounds racist, you know. Not all Zaunites steal."
"T-that's not what I mean, you quite enjoy wreaking havoc on Piltover when I say you can."
Vi shook her head and kept wearing that smile. "Whatever. I gotta dry up. Good luck tonight." She closed the door in Caitlyn's face.
The blue-haired Kiramman was a tall, elegant woman. After years of acting as an Enforcer, she had gone past being an amateur who was stunned by everything. Save for Vi. Vi always surprised her and this morning was no different.
***
It was five o'clock when Vi got enough strength to actually walk downstairs and go to the noodle shop. It was unexpectedly not busy even though they were in prime hours.
From breakfast to lunch, when she sat upstairs recuperating her strength, her thoughts kept drifting back to Matias, to the way he'd fucked her last night, to the way he'd made her scream his name over and over again. She was addicted to him—to his cock, to the way he made her feel like she was the only woman in the world. And she wasn't about to wait any longer.
She snuck up behind him and hugged him. "Matias~!" Low and sultry and hot. Immediately, she glanced down and saw a bulge strain in his pants. He was standing by the stove, calm and composed as always, but she could see the hunger in his twitching cock. "I need you. Now."
He made a sound that was somewhere between a sigh and a laugh. "Come on, Vi…"
"Come on, Noodle Boy." Her hand drifted down and grabbed that twitching, angry monster lurking beneath fabric.
He sighed. He laughed. Fully. In an instant, he was behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he pressed his hard cock against her ass through their clothes. Vi smirked, arching her back as he leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"You really are something, Vi." He proceeded to spin her around, lifting her onto the counter and pulling her pants down in one swift motion. Vi's heart raced as she spread her legs for him, her pussy already wet and aching for his touch. But Matias had other plans. He turned her around, bending her over the counter and spreading her cheeks with his hands. Vi blinked twice and smiled joyously when she felt the head of his cock pressing against her tight asshole.
"Matias. You're a bigger bastard than I thought. Trying something new here? And now?"
"Why not?" He didn't make her wait. With one firm thrust, he buried himself inside her, his massive cock stretching her ass in the most delicious way. Vi shrieked and arched beautifully. Truly, she was beautiful.
CLAP!
So he was. The elegance of his thrust, the way his cock slipped inside this tough woman smoothly…
Vi understood why. Her body simply responded and fit his. Her body was addicted in every way and her anus opened up to him to do whatever he wanted, the same way her pussy did.
Her eyes rolled back. Her grin returned.
He struck again.
"You fuuuccckkeer, I'm cummiiiing!"
The assclap. The moan. The noise. It was glorious. It was beautiful. It was everything to Vi, who was experienced with women but not men.
Her nails dug into the counter as he began to pound into her, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. Fuck, it hurt—but it was the kind of pain that made her crave more, the kind of pain that sent waves of pleasure crashing through her body.
"I hope you're doing okay." Yet saying that, he fucked her with relentless intensity. "Should I slow down?"
"N-no fucking way! Just like this! Just like that! Yes, yes, yes! Yes!" Vi cried out, her voice breaking. Her asshole and pussy tightened. She was orgasming "Don't you dare fucking stop! Keep fucking me with this monster fucking cock! Nggghh! You better! Not! STOPPPP!"
The hardest orgasm yet and, to his surprise, her cheeks started slamming back. Matias was just…stunned.
This pink-haired chick really wasn't for show. She was the real deal. She was exactly what he had ever wanted from a partner.
Excited, he slapped her ass cheeks and his thrusts grew faster, harder, his cock slamming into her with a force that made her see white again and again. Orgasms rocking her world in ways nobody else had.
"You ever do anal before?"
"O-o-once," Vi stammered out, gasping. "With Cat!"
"Look at you—you're taking my cock like a champ!"
How many orgasms? How many times would her vision go blank? It was like she was going to ascend to heaven anytime soon. And then, just as she was about to tip over for what must have been the twentieth time, Matias's fingers found her clit and rubbed it in tight circles.
That was all it took. Vi got it with an "Ultimate Orgasm" as she dubbed it, her ass clenching around his cock. Her legs were fucking shaking. She spilled out a loud moan and not a word of comprehensible shrieks. Was it "CUMMING, CUMMING!" or "YOU'RE FUCKING ME!" or "THIS COCCKKKK!"
Hard to tell with all the slobber falling from her lips and her head hitting the counter.
Matias followed soon after, his own orgasm hitting him like a freight train as he buried himself deep inside her, filling her with his cum.
They stayed like that for a moment, both of them panting and trembling as they came down from their highs. But they didn't have time to recover. The bell above the door dinged, signaling the arrival of a customer. Vi quickly pulled up her pants and leaned against the counter, trying to catch her breath as Matias casually walked over to greet the customer.
"Morning," he said, his voice calm and composed as if nothing had happened. "What can I get for you?"
The customer didn't seem to notice anything amiss, but Vi could still feel Matias' cum leaking out of her ass as she tried to steady her breathing. She glanced over at him, a sly smile tugging at her lips.
He was pantless. His cock was pointed downward, flaccid like a balloon, and dripping with cum.
'Round three is coming up.'
He made dough and, miraculously, the customer served something that did not require much movement. He did stare an awful lot since noodles were semi-common in Piltover and something of a luxury. So there was no time for Matias to pull up his pants. All the way from serving to boiling to talking to the customer, his flaccid schlong hung out in the open air.
When the customer turned around and was about to walk out, Matias was relieved. He kept eyeing that retreating back and planned to fling his pants back up.
If only Vi wasn't there to stop him. She grabbed his cock, stroked it twice, and put it in her mouth. Half of his dick, gone, just like that—and in the hottest place it could be.
"Fuck, Vi, not now—" Matias hissed through gritted teeth, his voice strained as he tried to keep his composure. He could hear the customer outside talking to someone. Was another customer about to come? Fuck, fuck!
His hands trembled as he kneaded the dough on the counter, his ten-inch cock pulsing and fighting in her mouth. Vi was underneath, her lips wrapped around him, her tongue swirling in ways that made his knees buckle. The shop was quiet except for the soft slurping sounds she made, and the occasional clink of utensils as Matias tried to focus on the noodles he was supposed to be making.
'Please no customer, please no customer…!'
The bell above the door jingled. How unfortunate. His heart pounded in his chest as a giant Noxian woman entered, her presence putting pressure by with solely her steps. There was a battle-like weight to it. There was no doubt of her heritage. She donned the signature Noxian garments and colours: a mix of armour-like material and cloth, black and red with silver accents, her red cloak draped over her broad shoulders, and the battle scars. Her coily hair framed her face, her complexion was dark and rich, and her light brown eyes scanned the room with a predatory gleam.
"Welcome," Matias managed to say, his voice cracking slightly. At the very least, he was able to swipe on an apron, hoping it would hide the mess below. "What can I get for you, ma'am?"
"I'm already liking you. I'm Ambessa Medarda." She put a finger to her lips, smirking. "Try not to tell."
Vi stiffened underneath. This was Mel's mother, a Noxian warlord. What the hell was she doing here?
'And what the hell am I doing sucking this guy's dick while she's here!?'
But her instincts, her empty aching pussy and her cum-filled asshole were telling her to just fuck it. Do it.
"Your order, ma'am?"
Ambessa smirked, her gaze lingering on MAtias a little too long. "Surprise me," she said. "I've heard Piltover cuisine is… unique. I'm curious to see what you can offer."
Matias nodded and smiled. He could feel Vi's mouth working him, her tongue teasing the sensitive underside of his cock. He bit his lip to stifle a moan as she took him deeper, her throat muscles contracting around him. 'Fuck, she's good at this.' His hands fumbled with the dough, trying to shape it into noodles while his balls screamed for release.
'Don't cum, don't cum, don't cum—!'
"So," Ambessa said, leaning casually against the counter, her eyes never leaving him. The seduction was oozing from her. She did not play coy. "You own this place?"
"Uh, yeah," Matias stammered, his cheeks flushing. He could feel Vi's hand gripping his thigh. He was fully hard and fully fucking swallowed by her throat. "I've been doing this for a while."
Ambessa chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that sent a jolt of heat through him. "I can see that. You have… skill." Her eyes dropped to his hands, and for a moment, he thought she might have noticed something. But then she looked back up, her smirk widening. "Tell me, do you always work alone? Or do you have… help?"
Matias swallowed hard, his cock twitching in Vi's mouth. "Just me," he lied, his voice barely above a whisper. Vi chose that moment to suck harder, her lips creating a vacuum that made his toes curl. He had to grip the counter to keep from collapsing.
Oh no. Oh no. He was cumming. His sloppy cum burst out of her mouth and dribbled on the floor. Fuck, fuck. He worked on making the noodles harder and faster to cover the noise. He was cumming and cumming—
"Interesting. I came here alone too. Left my guards behind. I was thinking about… indulging myself tonight. A young man like you might be just what I need."
He didn't stop cumming, not yet.
Matias's breath hitched. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He could feel himself getting harder and shooting more cum down Vi's mouth. He tried to focus on the noodles, but it was impossible with Ambessa's piercing gaze and Vi's relentless dick sucking.
"I—I'm flattered," he stammered. Only at this point did his load start to lessen and he could hear Vi's breathing down below. "But I'm—uh—busy right now."
Finally, he was done. Finally, he was empty.
Vi seemed to agree. His cock slipped out of her mouth and she breathed heavily. Good. He could use as much a breather as her.
Ambessa laughed, a rich, full-bodied sound that made his stomach flip. "Busy? With what? Making noodles?" She leaned closer, her scent—a mix of leather and something spicy—filling his senses. "I think you can spare a moment for me."
Vi's hand moved to his balls, cupping them gently before squeezing just enough to make him gasp. His hips bucked involuntarily, and he had to bite back a moan. 'Fuck, what is she doing?'
She was worshipping his balls, that was what. Cum had tainted his cock and balls and it was her job to clean everything, starting with the jewels that started all of this. A hand under his sack, raised up to her lips, she gave a kiss. Finding that out of character for her, she just opened her lips and suckled on the fist-sized baby maker. One at a time, suckling and leaving saliva, and then going to the other nut. She did it again and again—and she did it quickly.
All that athleticism and Vi was using it for dick sucking and nutsack worship.
"I—I really can't," Matias managed to say. "I have to—ah—finish this order. A-and another. You can order stuff and somebody delivers it."
Ambessa's eyes narrowed slightly, but her smirk never wavered. "Pity. I was hoping for something… more." She straightened up, her gaze sweeping over him one last time. "But I'll take those noodles. Don't disappoint me."
Matias nodded quickly, his hands shaking as he finished shaping the noodles and dropped them into the boiling water. He could feel the pressure building in his groin, his balls tightening as she sucked his whole nutsack. It was a loose pouch with too much to hold for an average man. Hell, five men couldn't stack up to what he could let loose.
That was what Vi loved. He was no average man. In prison, she saw testicles and was supremely disappointed. To think men possessed such a huge weakness in their biology, and it was something ugly and small. The sack that hung between Matias' legs was not ugly. It was a smooth bag that kept his future children safe. At long last, Vi understood why women married and wanted children. Why they served men as they did.
It was like instinct. It was like they should be worshipped. Squatting, licking and cleaning, Vi understood.
Meanwhile, Matias plated the noodles and handed them to Ambessa. She took it and grabbed his wrist while doing so. "If you change your mind, you know where to find me."
Matias nodded again, his face burning as she took the plate and walked to a table. The moment she was out of sight, he lifted his apron and yanked Vi by the hair, his cock slipping from her mouth with a wet pop.
"Fuck, Vi," he growled. Ooh, this was new! "You're going to make me lose my fucking mind."
Vi grinned up at him, her lips swollen and glistening with his precum. "Good," she purred, her hand wrapping around his cock again. "But I want you to come again, so stand there like a pretty little boy and wait."
A Noxian warlord. A literal warlord and Vi gave no fucks. She just sucked his dick like it was nothing. She kissed the tip, retreated, and then smirked up at him as if to say, "What are you going to do about it?"
Matias didn't do a damn thing. He groaned as she took him back into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock before she deepthroated him in one smooth motion. His hips bucked again, and he had to bite his lip to keep from crying out.
'Fuck, I'm not going to last…!'
It was impossible. Truly impossible. Who could last? Vi and her mouth were tighter than any pussy. As the muscle woman worked him with her mouth and mouth alone, Matias couldn't help but glance over at the other muscle woman, who was watching him with a knowing smirk. She couldn't see everything from where she was sitting but she might. She could.
And most importantly, she thought she still stood a chance at taking him home. Being her little fucktoy for the night. Like he was going to let that happen.
'Nnggh!'
Manly pride aside, Vi was a problem. Her dick sucking skills weren't the most gracious or technical. It was just raw speed and deepthroating mostly. That was what made it so addicting: there was no sophistication. This was raw, primal dicksucking. This was what their ancestors did to mate as efficiently as possible and to extract a man's seed. The thought of being caught only made him harder, and he knew he was going to cum any second.
"Vi," he gasped. "I'm gonna—"
She didn't stop. If anything, she was at base, retreated several inches and sucked harder. Matias came with a strangled moan, his cum shooting down her throat as she swallowed every drop.
She relished the challenge and slammed down on his cock. She let him cum down her throat for a second time.
Tap. A plate suddenly slammed down on the table. He looked up at the six-foot-nine giant of a black woman. "A-already done, ma'am?"
"Like I said, I can't be long for too long. I have people waiting for me."
"I-I see. N-next time, then!"
Ambessa Medarda smiled. "Next time."
The bell jingled and she was gone. Phew. He lifted his apron and—
"Looking for me?"
He turned around to see Vi, bent over with her asshole gushing with his old creampie. A ludicrous and impressive amount of thick, viscous cum that slowly trailed down her legs.
"You got my ass," Vi admitted, smirking, "but you forgot to fill my pussy."
With two fingers, she stretched her pussy for him. Her ass cheeks were stung a light shade of red from all the ass fucking he gave from today and yesterday. But the toned shape. The need to smack it and all the effort Vi put into forming it.
How could he say no?
His fourteen inch member bobbing, Matias went over. Vi understood the moment he penetrated her pussy.
She loved this hung bastard and she wanted to stay with him forever, no matter who or what got in her way. Caitlyn, a Noxian warlord, it didn't matter. Finally, after years of torture, of prison, of battle, Vi found her calling; to be Matias' cock-hungry slut.