One Night in Austria [3/?]
anonymous
August 2 2009, 02:53:20 UTC
“Ooooh!” She sat back to admire her darling’s more-than-obvious arousal. Hands gently closing around it, admiring how it made him yelp. “My, my, darling! It seems your body doesn’t lie to what it would like too!”
“N-now… E-Eliza…”
“Very…. Honest…” She was stroking him in swift movements, the sheets twisting in his fists, eyes fluttering as all the blood rushed down to his vital region. His love above him, ecstatic as she eagerly pumped him. She couldn’t even remember the last time she did this. Why did she stop?
“A-aaaaah…” He begged, hips arching. “G-gooo….ttt”
“Oh.. Darling..” She purred, feeling her toes curl as she stroked harder, feeling him twitch under each movement. Gathering the small beads of fluid from the tip and gently kissing them off her fingers. He moaned louder, licking his own lips, unaware of how lewd his bride could be. She grinned and he fingers went south, gently scratching at his balls and it took less than a minute before he was sputtering a slight curse and gritting his teeth, Eliza watching with fascination as his seed came out to messily cover from his pelvic bone to his chest.
His body heaved and he melted into the sheets, possibly spent. She smirked, feeling her own self begging for him, but ignoring it. Grabbing the small bottle of *expensive* lube and coating the fake dildo with it. Roderich was on the brink of falling asleep, not shockingly. He jolted when the wet fingers searched for his entrance.
“E-e….El…” He shifted, trying to close his legs, but she was stronger, holding them open, finding what she wanted and pressing, rubbing, teasing. Roderich jerked. Whether it was back or forward, she couldn’t tell yet. Just that he did.
“You like that, Darling?” A moan came as a reply. “I very much like it too… seeing you like this…”
They were in, swirling, making his one leg come up as a reflex. She luckily caught it, holding it tight and smiling as she threw it over her shoulder, making him cry out more, the change in position causing the outburst. She was melted.
“Is it that good, darling?”
“AhhhhhhHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
She chuckled trying to remember the diagram. Wondering for a brief moment if he ever experienced this before. Her cheeks turned hotter and she was soon kissing him again, sloppily, the thoughts of her darling being penetrated for real positively turning her to a near brink of desire. Roderich cried out below her.
“E-Eeeeeh…Lliiiiizaaaaaa…”
“D-Darling..” She panted back. Who could have had him before? Ooooh… that rough German.. The thought of him violating her Roderich.
“J-JaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaaa…” He begged louder, hips jerking against her fingers. “Elllliiiiiiiiizaaaaa….”
“Y-Yes, my love?”
“Elllliiiiiizzzzaaaaaaaa!” His form of begging. She loved it, covering him with hot kisses, her fingers pulling out with a wet ‘schlop’. He squirmed, gripping her shoulders, the strands holding her nightgown up were getting pulled off. Mouth connected with her chest and she moaned, pressing against him, feeling his tongue on her breast, sucking, other hand kneading her ass. Her darling..
“D-Darling! O-Oh! Darling!”
Trying to force her fingers back between his legs, he kicked out, rolling her on the bed, taking the lead position. She groaned, not used to him taking such authority, or switching positions for that matter.
“N-now… E-Eliza…”
“Very…. Honest…” She was stroking him in swift movements, the sheets twisting in his fists, eyes fluttering as all the blood rushed down to his vital region. His love above him, ecstatic as she eagerly pumped him. She couldn’t even remember the last time she did this. Why did she stop?
“A-aaaaah…” He begged, hips arching. “G-gooo….ttt”
“Oh.. Darling..” She purred, feeling her toes curl as she stroked harder, feeling him twitch under each movement. Gathering the small beads of fluid from the tip and gently kissing them off her fingers. He moaned louder, licking his own lips, unaware of how lewd his bride could be. She grinned and he fingers went south, gently scratching at his balls and it took less than a minute before he was sputtering a slight curse and gritting his teeth, Eliza watching with fascination as his seed came out to messily cover from his pelvic bone to his chest.
His body heaved and he melted into the sheets, possibly spent. She smirked, feeling her own self begging for him, but ignoring it. Grabbing the small bottle of *expensive* lube and coating the fake dildo with it. Roderich was on the brink of falling asleep, not shockingly. He jolted when the wet fingers searched for his entrance.
“E-e….El…” He shifted, trying to close his legs, but she was stronger, holding them open, finding what she wanted and pressing, rubbing, teasing. Roderich jerked. Whether it was back or forward, she couldn’t tell yet. Just that he did.
“You like that, Darling?” A moan came as a reply. “I very much like it too… seeing you like this…”
They were in, swirling, making his one leg come up as a reflex. She luckily caught it, holding it tight and smiling as she threw it over her shoulder, making him cry out more, the change in position causing the outburst. She was melted.
“Is it that good, darling?”
“AhhhhhhHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
She chuckled trying to remember the diagram. Wondering for a brief moment if he ever experienced this before. Her cheeks turned hotter and she was soon kissing him again, sloppily, the thoughts of her darling being penetrated for real positively turning her to a near brink of desire. Roderich cried out below her.
“E-Eeeeeh…Lliiiiizaaaaaa…”
“D-Darling..” She panted back. Who could have had him before? Ooooh… that rough German.. The thought of him violating her Roderich.
“J-JaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaaa…” He begged louder, hips jerking against her fingers. “Elllliiiiiiiiizaaaaa….”
“Y-Yes, my love?”
“Elllliiiiiizzzzaaaaaaaa!” His form of begging. She loved it, covering him with hot kisses, her fingers pulling out with a wet ‘schlop’. He squirmed, gripping her shoulders, the strands holding her nightgown up were getting pulled off. Mouth connected with her chest and she moaned, pressing against him, feeling his tongue on her breast, sucking, other hand kneading her ass. Her darling..
“D-Darling! O-Oh! Darling!”
Trying to force her fingers back between his legs, he kicked out, rolling her on the bed, taking the lead position. She groaned, not used to him taking such authority, or switching positions for that matter.
But this was her time. His could come later.
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