02-05-2024, 06:57 AM
(02-01-2024, 07:38 AM)Bu_umpy Wrote: August’s tongue began its work and Cheyenne’s legs threatened her to give up, trembling and tensing while pleasure wash over her. While her lips quivered his name, her eyes burned with a lust far greater than the one it could be extinguished by the moist in his mouth. It was just a moment, and yet the Queen took advantage of his distraction and condition to get the upper hand on the situation: she pushed her husband down on the mattress, even if she knew that his back would most likely protest at the position, but that was the only way she could make enough space in his lap to move on his length. Before he could said anything, she already found his hardened length and, holding it at the right angle, she lowered herself on it. Soon her lower abdomen was forced against the lower curve of his great middle, which sat so low in the King’s pelvis. The twins were truly ready to make their entrance into the world and Cheyenne couldn’t help herself but cupping it with both of her hands for a couple of seconds before her hips moved, starting to regulate the motions by the King’s response to it.
(so sorry I've been away)
August closed his eyes and let himself drink in every sweet feeling--from the mattress at his back, to her hands on his taut, ripe stomach, and her weight as she guided him to her core. "My Queen..." he moaned low as she started her rhythm. The touch of her abdomen against his belly as she moved was surprisingly pleasing--a simple caress but entirely intimate. He was grateful she was so delicate and...resourseful. His state made this activity nearly impossible and yet she had found a way to please him.
He gripped the blanket above his head and moved his hips with hers. Slowly, slowly, slowly at first, as if teasing each other. His breathing became heavier and heavier as his need grew. "Mmmm...." He bucked his hips, urging her on. He wanted to roll her onto the bed, devour her with his mouth and rut fast and hard into the core of her. He wanted he feel her shake and shiver beneath him as her wave of pleasure washed over her and wanted to spill himself into he depths as she cling desperately to him. But this was out of his control now and he lay there at her mercy. "Mmmm...." Perhaps that was just as good.
He felt her rhythm change and matched it as best as he could. Gods, she was so slick and wet around him. He grunted as they moved together. He moaned as he length slid deeper. He was close. He knew he was close. Lately it had not taken much to reach his peak. He bit his lip, trying to control it. He wanted her satisfied. He wanted his wife to have what she desired.
"Nnnuuuhh..."
His eyes opening wide as he was met with another bought of unbearable pain. His belly contorted with the contraction, forcing his hips to buck and his legs to splay beneath his riding wife. His back arched, forcing him deeper still within her. His breath came in gasps as pain and pleasure melded to one.