He spreads my outer lips and presses his clenched fist to my entrance. “Ohm-bah fo Mahz-uhrr,” he rumbles, testing my receptivity. I relax into the furs and surrender to the bulky intrusion as he pushes inside. “Je mo en du,” he says in a praising tone as he slides his fist back and forth.
It glides surprisingly easily, and the seductive fullness is made to feel even more enjoyable as he starts to massage and push at my walls. His bumpy knuckles rub along my front wall, generating an incredible pressured pleasure that spikes my heart rate and makes my legs twitch.
I moan into the furs.I’m going to come.We’ve barely started, and I want to hold it so I can explode around his cock, but I need to come so bad. I buck at his fist, chasing it, but he eases off and chuckles as I whine in frustration.
“Ezgar, mo spraah.” He dips his fingertips into the shallows and swirls them in hypnotic circles. I calm quickly, and Hordanpraises and rewards me. He pushes more fingertips into my entrance. How many? All of them?
Two hands. He uses fingers from two hands to spread my entrance wide open and holds me there, gaping, until my flesh surrenders some more. He rumbles in approval and pulls at me a little more until I stretch again.
I pant and moan at the pleasurable strain on my sex. Hordan rides the fine line between pleasure and pain like an expert, gaging my every response with immaculate precision. He’s in my head, and I’m in his, guiding him to do anything it takes to make me his own.
It’s the strangest feeling to be forced open and yet remain empty. An experience of both presence and absence at once. I’m tugged and stretched even further and held again until my flesh succumbs to its new capability and releases more tension.
“Je mo foigin en du,” Hordan utters in a tone so impressed I flush with pride at having pleased him so well.
He slowly eases off the pressure and massages my entrance, keeping it slick and juicy, just the way we both like it. The motion feels different from before. My skin moves around with his fingers more easily, as if I’ve grown looser.
I grin into the furs and give an excited little squeak.
It’s happening.
He’s done it. He’s made me loose enough to take his cock, and I’m already imagining how good it’s going to feel. My pussy ripples with excitement, and Hordan groans. He’s just as eager as I am, and I can tell he’s fighting to restrain himself, but I don’t want him to. I trust him implicitly, and I’m so ready to be ravaged by him, because what’s the point of being fucked by a monster if I’m not going to befuckedby amonster.
He slaps my ass for getting sassy, but he clearly loves it. His big monster hands grip my inner thighs and he spreads my legsas wide as I can manage before moving in so close behind me I can feel his velvety pelt against the back of my thighs.
Warm drops splatter one by one onto my back, and the heady scent of his cum fills the cave. He’s so turned on he’s dripping, and the feeling is mutual. We’re ready.
“Es bre clookin, Spraah,” he says, sounding as if he agrees.
He spreads my folds and nestles the slippery head of his massive cock against my entrance. He pauses a moment, as if to collect himself or savor this moment, and then he pushes forward, delivering an intense stretch that has me gasping for breath. It’s too much and not enough, all at once.
“More,” I beg. “More, sir.”
Hordan grips my hips, digging his claws into my flesh as he pulls me toward him. His hard cock gives me no option but to bloom open and receive its mighty girth. I cry out at the intensity of the stretch, and Hordan holds tighter, forcing my flesh to suit to his will.
I’m beingmadeto fit my monster.
And I love it.
“Yes.Yes.”
He doesn’t stop, only increases the pressure of his invasion, and slowly but surely, his cock forges inside me until my entrance is fully breached.
I slump into the furs with overwhelming relief to have the bulbous head of his cock finally inside me. The stretch is still there, but less so, and there’s now a sense of fullness inside me that my pussy has been coveting since I first laid eyes on this powerful beast of a male.
Hordan stirs behind me, rocking his cock back and forth to test how restrictive our movements will have to be. He grunts and nudges at me in short, sharp thrusts until I’m made to take even more of his cock. He’s so thick and hard, and I want him deeper.
He wastes no time in serving me what I desire. Withdrawing a little, he then surges forward, spreading me inside with that giant knob of his. He rears back and thrusts again and again, deeper each time, until he’s hard at my limits and we’re both gasping and crazed from the sensation. His cock feels impossibly huge, and through our bond, I can feel his marveling at how impossibly tight my cunt is, but somehow we’ve made it possible, this love of ours.
Not only possible,glorious.
Hordan renews his grip on my hips and fucks me like he wants to. Like a monster who’s been alone all his life, imagining a day when he would have a perfect companion to love and fuck and enjoy life with. I’m so wet and well-prepared, I offer no resistance and simply melt into the furs in total surrender while he drives my pleasure into a breath-stealing explosion. I throw my head high to gasp for air and then dive back down to wail into the furs as I’m taken beyond my body to experience a level of bliss I never knew existed.
Hordan’s roar echoes around the cave, pulling me back to him as my pussy squeezes around his cock in powerful surges of wild feminine strength. He grounds me in the physical pleasure, urging me to feel every perfect moment of it.
The force of his release collides with my limits, and I shake and shudder to disperse the intense energy throughout my body. I’m thrown into rolling waves of ecstasy until I’m tingling all over. Especially my breasts.
I fight through my pleasure daze to push myself up and see what’s causing my nipples to prickle with heat.
