I began to push. Slowly, the damp, warm tip disappeared inside her. I pressed my length against the soft, narrow entrance, feeling the resistance and friction. With every millimeter I advanced, a hissing gasp escaped her lips, and she arched her back, holding her breath.
"Mmmmmh!"
With a thud, I entered deeply. A sound of bubbling, moisture, and a silly moan escaped her. A jet of warm fluid ran down my thigh, causing my toes and fingernails to curl with the sensation.
It was proof that I was doing something right. Proof of my genius. Proof that that useless old ex-husband of hers was nothing but a man of name. Is it weird to be jealous of myself?
Fuck, she was so tight.
I stopped, the motion suspended. My eyes fell to the union of our groins. The sight of my massive member, a pulsating mass of flesh, pressing against her narrow, pale, and soft entrance, was stunning. Her skin, smooth and unwrinkled, was stretched taut and gleamed with sweat and my warmth.
She gripped the sheet beside her face and moved her hips, her face a deep red.
"Aah! Aah! What is this? This is... I've never felt anything like this before! Ahhh! My vagina is being... pushed out by Arthur's penis, mmmmmm!"
It's not that she's in pain, but she's still more than a little scared. "Elizabeth, relax."
"Mmmh, no, I don't understand, but... It's just..."
I slowly moved my hips back, sliding my member out, and pushed it back in.
"Are you feeling it?"
"I'm feeling it, I'm feeling it! But something like this... it's too much! ha Ahhhhh!!"
With the full advance, I felt the impact of my head touching her cervix. The area pulsed around me, contracting slightly, and the warm fluids of the joint ran down, mixing with mine. The suction from within made me shudder, an instinctive and powerful response.
"It's all in. How does it feel?"
"Oh, Arthur... I can feel... you inside me, so hard, so hot. Oh... I'm feeling it pulse... I'm feeling your penis..."
Her insides contracted around me, clenching in a warm, moist pulsation.
"Elizabeth, it's not a penis, it's called a cock. And a vagina is also called a cunt." I'll distract my urge to ejaculate by teaching her an obscene word, even though I feel that a single ejaculation won't be able to satisfy me.
"A cock and a cunt"? That sounds strange... Unh! Arthur's cock is getting bigger in my... cunt! I'm feeling it, I'm feeling it tremble and pulse in my cunt!!"
Seeing someone so proper and elegant speak in such a vulgar way... this is intense.
Her hips began to move, a subtle and rhythmic swaying. The movement caused her internal flesh to contract and relax around me, an alternating pressure that held me. Her cunt pulsed along with the swaying, a new sensation that intensified the friction and pleasure.
"Elizabeth, are you enjoying it?"
"Enjoying...? It's comfortable..."
I leaned over her, swaying my hips to the rhythm she had initiated, my penis sliding agonizingly inside her small, narrow honey pot.
A hissing moan escaped her, and I realized her response was not one of pain from the thick intruder, but a surrender to the rhythmic cadence of our physical union.
The sensation of tightness and warmth was constant, allowing me the freedom to move as I pleased, with each thrust feeling the friction and pleasure increase. An intense pressure built up, making me question if I could maintain control. There's no rush. I can refuel and continue.
I have already confirmed that I can get a second erection and refuel it by applying magical power.
So I'm not afraid to fill her with cum.
"Aaah! Aah! Arthur... Ahh.. you're stretching me... I'm going to... tear this way Ahh! Mmmmh!"
I rubbed the slippery membranes against each other, tormenting her while I also enjoyed the sensation of my first cunt in this world, perhaps the first in my existence.
And fuck, it was worth it.
Waves of platinum blonde hair fell over my arms, soft and cool against my sweaty skin, and the lamplight created an almost supernatural sheen on the strands.
My eyes got lost in hers, which conveyed a surprising maturity in the mix of blue and emerald.
I leaned in, and the cool air that enveloped her pale skin mixed with mine, hot and humid, as my lips found her reddish ones.
With each slow, deep hammer, I felt the weight of her large, firm breasts against my chest, her thin waist being embraced by my hands, her wide hips rising to meet my hips.
It was a symphony of sensations: the firmness and softness of her breasts, the perfect transition at her waist, the mass of her big, perky ass that swayed with every thrust.
I felt fulfilled, fucking a surreal beauty and making her into this lust state was pure glory, every man's dream.
"You know, it took me so long to unlock this ability, to develop this technique for you, for us. And to see that you like rubbing your cunt on my cock together like this, and doing naughty things. Elizabeth, you swayed your hips, showing me that you definitely liked it. But this was worth it. Oh, this is so good..."
"Ahhh! Huh Arthur... then I am happy... I can't get enough of Arthur thrusting your cock in my cunt... Ahhhhhhhhh!"
Her pale skin flushed, and her body writhed, her large, firm breasts swaying with each moan. Her reddish lips, now swollen, tried to form words.
Her blue-green eyes, filled with a maturity now mixed with pure savagery, were fixated on a point above me.
Her thin waist contracted and relaxed with her wide hips. Her big, perky ass moved frantically, twisting and turning to fit my movements.
"This technique is perfect Arthur... Mmmmmmh!!!!"
Oh... fuck I'm going to cum.
She was glued to me, sweat against sweat, skin on skin. Her wavy platinum blonde hair brushed against my sweaty chest, and I felt her pale skin hot against mine.
I held her firmly by her thin waist and began the piston motion with more force.
My penis struggled agonizingly against her narrow cunt. With each thrust, I felt the mass of her large, firm breasts swaying and the weight of her wide hips and big, perky ass that she tried to move at the same rhythm.
She trembled but moved, and I couldn't control myself anymore. With a final moan I came and came and kept coming inside her, I'm sure I filled her up.
"Ahh!" She locked her legs on the back of my waist.
The overwhelming sensation of ejaculation seemed to empty my testicles. And the euphoric feeling of being so demanded by a woman who was so tight and writhing that the thick, scalding juices of the child's seed would not stop flowing.
She squirmed and had a violent squirt.
"It's hot, it's hot... and so much... it's still coming out... it feels so good..."
We panted against each other.
"Oooohhhhh, don't stop. I can't control myself anymore, uhn. Please, more! Ahhh!"
I smiled and started to move again.
"You... Mnhhh!... you want more? You're going to squeeze every last drop out of me, h-hummm..."
"More! More! I'm so hot! Sshhhkkk... I want to feel it again! Ah... ah... Y-Your... your flesh... mnhhh... your big cock inside my... shk!... Ahhh... again!"
Her pale skin was now covered in a thin layer of sweat. Her reddish lips were parted, and she was panting, air entering and leaving her lungs irregularly. Her waist arched, her hips moving at an urgent pace, and her large, firm breasts swayed as if they were responding to each thrust.
Her legs tightened around my waist, pulling me in, and her cunt contracted around me, in spasms of pure desire. I moved deeper and harder, feeling her big, perky ass writhe to receive me.
"Oh, this is so good... Elizabeth, I wish I could keep doing this forever."
"Hmmm, me too. Arthur was throbbing inside me... But why didn't you ejaculate right away?"
With lotion, it's an instant ejaculation, so all the sexy time we had shouldn't have happened.
"I filled you with cum," I said, watching the flicker of confusion in her eyes.
"Seeds?" she asked, hesitant, still clinging to her noble grace.
"No, darling. Cum. Say it."
Her cheeks flushed, lips trembling.
"I'm full of your cum…"
Hearing those words from a woman so refined made my cock throb with pride.
"Arthur… fill me more… put more cum in my vag—"She faltered.
"Say it," I whispered, firm and low.
"…in my cunt. Fill me...fill me completely "
I leaned closer, my breath hot against her ear.
"I will. Until you're overflowing."
"Arthur..."
"You're saying my name now... I like that."
"Oh, Arthur... it's too much... your special technique... I'm at my limit..."
She seemed to be begging for a kiss. I covered and hugged her, and she clung to me and joined our lips.
As our hips swayed and our sweaty skin rubbed against each other, our boundaries seemed to merge and even melt.
While we held each other tightly, the flesh of her pussy also contracted and tightened around me.
She cried out in desperation, her voice trembling as I felt her tighten around my length.
"Oh no! No, no, no, no! I'm going to leak—I'm going to leak again!"
Her body pulsed, overwhelmed, as if the pleasure itself was too much to contain.
As I hammered my hips into her, my enduring desire was broken. My length was buried to the base and she seemed to be trying to squeeze every last drop out of it, rocking it up and down with her hips. I was happy and felt good, but it was a little scary to feel as if I were being hunted.
The rhythm intensified, the blows stronger, deeper, and I could feel her insides sucking me in, the contractions becoming urgent spasms.
I was in a frenzy, her body writhing to envelop me, to pull me in.
The sensation was overwhelming, the need to unload inside her becoming the only thing that mattered. It was a voracious chase that consumed me.
I swear she has the best pussy in the world.
Fuck, I'm lucky.
The sensation of being squeezed and sucked in by her, while I felt completely emptied, was the perfect mix of pleasure and a frighteningly delicious fear.