Her hips pushed down again, lips quivering, her breath hitched in gasps. Inch by agonizing inch, she took him. Her pussy felt like it was burning, like the nerves inside her were being rewritten to know only him. The walls of her womb clenched, already kissed by the blunt pressure of his cockhead nudging her deepest point. It felt like he was shifting her insides, not just stretching them, rearranging them.
She looked down in disbelief and saw the faint bulge in her lower belly. Her hand slid over it, trembling.
"G-gods…" she whispered. It wasn't just a cock, it was a memory carved into her flesh; a pressure that would live inside her long after he was gone.
And then, without warning—she came.
Her entire body knotted up in ecstasy, legs trembling as her climax ripped through her. Her pussy spasmed around him, milking him even as he hadn't fully entered. Her thighs gave out, her knees buckled, and she fell, taking half of his cock inside her in one sudden, wet plunge.
"Aaaaaah!"
Ashara cried out as she collapsed onto his chest, her cunt wrapped tight around him, spasming uncontrollably. Her juices gushed out, dripping over his cock, down his balls, soaking the bedding beneath them.
Wylis just watched, jaw clenched in restraint, hands wrapped around her like a cradle. One hand gripped her waist firmly, grounding her as she trembled in orgasm. The other kneaded her breast slowly, lazily, like he was savoring her ruin.
Ashara steadied her breathing, her hands resting on his broad chest, her thighs trembling slightly. Her cunt still throbbed around him, her last orgasm had left her hollowed out and full at the same time, but she wasn't done. Not yet. She wasn't leaving any part of him untouched. No inch of her left unstretched.
She sat up, her spine arching elegantly, tits rising with every breath. Then, biting her lip, she started to move.
Her ass lifted slowly, her pussy sucking upward on his girth, then sank down again with a wet, obscene squelch.
Sluuuurp!
She did it again. Her hips rocked with slow control, and inch by inch, her tight little cunt swallowed more of him. It was like she was being refilled from the inside out, splayed open. Her wet insides ballooned, her walls dragged thin, and her womb ached from the pressure. But she wanted it. Needed it.
Wylis was just too much man, too much cock. And she was determined to take all of him. She felt minuscule on top of him, but looking down at this giant man, more than fear, she felt awe, he had it all—Face, body, a fat cock.
By the time she bottomed out, Ashara was frozen in place, impaled to the hilt, her body visibly struggling to accommodate the beast inside her. She couldn't move. Couldn't think. She was plugged up to her very soul.
Her belly bulged slightly. Her pussy clung to him in a trembling grip. She looked down at herself, in shock at it all, how that fat, lengthy thing could settle all inside her.
"Seven… fffuck…!" she gasped "Ohh! I can't… even breathe…"
But she kept going.
She leaned forward, dark hair falling around her flushed face like a veil, and kissed him. Sloppy. Desperate. Her tongue licked into his mouth with no finesse, no restraint—just raw, feral hunger. Her hips moved again. Slowly at first. Then faster.
Squelch–Plap—Squelch!
She bounced in a rising rhythm, smacking her soft, round ass against his rock-solid thighs. Each impact sent tremors through her spine. Her pussy clung tight, stretched beyond limit, deep as much as wide, like velvet wrapped around iron. She was drenched. His balls were soaked, slick with the nectar that poured out of her with every wet slam down his shaft.
Plap! Clap!
"MmmMMnnn—ahhh! AHH—ah! Wylissss!" Her moans became louder and louder. Her tongue lolled. Her voice broke in gasps, cries of helpless euphoria.
She fucked herself silly on his solidly standing totem. Each motion brought another small climax, another flash of unbearable pleasure shooting up her core. She couldn't count them anymore. She didn't even try. Her body had turned against her, just a vessel to ride this monster of a man, to milk him for every drop until nothing was left.
Wylis groaned under her, hands gripping her ass, squeezing, guiding her rhythm. He felt her, every inch, every ripple of her cunt. His cock was buried so deep it throbbed with the beat of his own heart, and the way her pussy gripped him… Gods!
It was like being swallowed by hot, scorching slime. Silky smooth, but tight as a clenched fist. Each time she moved, her inner walls dragged along him with slow, maddening friction, like her cunt was sculpting itself around his cock. The pressure was relentless. Perfect. Her heat wrapped snug and pulsing. He could feel everything, every twitch, every flutter. Like her body knew he was too big, and still packed him in, tight.
He kissed her back every time she came close, their mouths locked in a fevered, wet clash of tongues and panting breath.
Then it hit her.
Another orgasm, but this one exploded inside her like wildfire.
"GAAaaAAHH!"
Her entire body seized. Her back arched hard. Her pussy clamped down around him to the base, spasming wildly, milking his cock in rolling waves of raw, wet convulsions. Her thighs shook. Her eyes fluttered back. Her cunt gushed, splattering against his groin in a hot, messy squirt.
She collapsed forward again, gasping, trembling, her body gone liquid.
And Wylis… was right behind her.
His body tensed, every vein standing out across his arms and chest. His jaw clenched. His abs flexed. His cock bucked inside her. He was about to explode.
Ashara felt it. That swelling pulse, that twitch. That primal tension. She remembered what happened last time. How much he'd spilled out when it was done, and if he did that inside… The thought struck her, sharp and clear as lightning.
"No!"
She snapped out of her haze, eyes widening. And in one smooth, desperate motion—squelch!
She lifted herself off of him, away from the sticky, hot mess.
His cock sprang free with a wet, filthy slosh, glistening and twitching, coated in her juices. Just in time.
Wylis erupted.
Thick ropes of cum burst upward, splattering her inner thighs, his groin, her belly. Hot, heavy spurts splashed against both of them, painting their loins white. The sheer volume was shocking. Jet after jet of thick, creamy release shooting out from that beast of a cock as it slapped against his abs.
Ashara gasped—then laughed. Breathless. Sticky. Glorious.
But she wasn't done.
She sank back down. Not to take him in, but pressing her soaked, ruined pussy lips down onto his cock again, grinding along the length now smeared in his own creamy seed. She leaned completely over his chest, and his shaft was flattened between their bellies, still twitching, still drooling out the last of his climax.
Her gaping hole kissed his length as she rolled her hips forward and back, spreading his release even more.
Slurp… slurp…
It was filthy. Absolutely obscene. It reeked.
And yet she leaned in again and kissed him. This one was slow, gentle, and her slender arms hugged his face. A farewell sealed in sweat and cream.
Wylis' arms wrapped around her, massive and warm. He held her against him, their bodies slick with their mingled fluids. She nuzzled into him, whispering against his lips, still riding that sensitive cock.
"Mmm… bye… goodbye… Wylis…"
Wylis held her tight still, hugging her soft body on top of himself. But unexpectedly, Ashara fell asleep right then, her lips still locked with his. She had clearly pushed herself beyond her limits.
Sighing, Wylis gently laid her beside himself and got up to clean himself from that sticky mess.
Pang! Pang!
"Hmm?"
It was dark, but not too much. He heard a strange, echoing noise. Noise of something metallic being hit.
Pang! Pang!
"The pipe?"
He walked closer to the wall where the window was, and also that pipe connected with the Queen's bedchamber above him.
Wooosh!
Something fell out of the pipe's hole then. A tiny piece of paper.
"What's this?" Wylis, postponing the cleaning, quickly unrolled the paper, fearing the Queen was in danger. "Isn't she guarded tonight?"
[Ser Wylis?]
That was the only thing written on the small piece of paper.
Pang! Pang!
Once again, the noise rang.
Wooosh!
Another small piece of paper fell. He unrolled it quickly and… froze. The content was short but…
[Too loud.]
"..."
Fuck! She heard us?
______________________
Check out Wylis X Rhaella & Wylis X Cersei Creampie NSFW ART, and advance chapters at [email protected]/MrPlotThickens Or Subscribestar.adult/mrplotthickens
Advance chapters on [PATREON] are in long-form format. I have 5 long chapters of this story on Patreon. That's equal to 22-25 Webnovel chapters.
Old Free Art on Discord: https://discord.gg/W5FdB6WXaP