Authors: Cerys du Lys
Tags: #monster sex, #good fantasy books, #best romantic novels, #medieval romance, #reluctant sex, #Defloration, #love stories
Allysin
flopped back onto the bed, hard. This was strange and not entirely what she
expected. Thump slid his fingers up and down her folds, coating her in his
cream, then prodded at the entrance to her slit. When he pushed the tip of his
finger in, she arched her back again instinctively. Gods, was she a seesaw or
something? She couldn't control herself, had no idea what was going on, but
the abrupt pleasure of it had her writhing on the bed with reckless abandon.
When
he dug his finger in further, his digit squirming past her resistance and
seeking something more, she gasped again. Her stomach clenched, her pussy
following its lead, and her body leaned forwards again. This time, with his
free hand, Thump put his arm around her back and held her up in her half
sitting position.
If
this was cleaning, Allysin thought, she wanted to take a bath with him more
often.
His
finger was thicker than any cock she'd ever taken before. To add onto that,
the men she'd been with never really wanted to involve themselves too much in
foreplay. Sure, they'd toss the obligatory hand down there, and toy with her
folds, but not much more before they got down to the business of sticking their
cocks into her pussy. And, honestly, that wasn't bad. She couldn't say she
hated it, because when she allowed someone to seduce her she had that goal in
mind in the first place.
Except
now she hadn't really allowed the seduction, she'd been the one leading it.
And Thump was in no hurry to stick his cock anywhere. In fact, he seemed quite
happy with keeping it right where it was, ad using his finger instead in this
odd form of cleaning. She didn't think his methods of cleaning were that
great, though. Despite the fact that they aroused her to no end and pressed
against her in a way she'd never quite felt before, they only resulted in more
and more dirty, naughty arousal, nothing clean about it, which led to her
pleasure building, wetness growing, and...
Thump's
finger used her moist arousal to further his goals, delving into her and
exploring her center. His finger brushed past her sensitive pussy walls while
her lower lips practically kissed his knuckle. Her wetness seeped from her,
dampening the bed below her, but fuck if she cared.
He
held her in his one hand while pleasing her with the other, all while she
squirmed on the bed, unsure just quite how she'd arrived in this situation.
Not that she was complaining, not at all. When Thump found her g-spot, her
rough patch of pleasure hiding inside her, she let out a cry of ecstasy. He
kissed her lovingly on the forehead. And as if a finger inside her wasn't
enough, he put his thumb on her clit and began stroking there, too.
Allysin
couldn't last. All odds were stacked against her, but she was perfectly fine
with losing this match. Her body flashed, lights of demanding pleasure glaring
through her, and her pussy clenched onto Thump's finger. Clenching, squeezing,
and her stomach did the same. Her body spasmed on the bed, her bra-bound
breasts bouncing up and down and her screams of pleasure echoing through the
bed chambers. Thump kept his fingers firmly in the places he thought best,
which were also where Allysin thought he should keep them, and pushed her
orgasm further and further.
She
rode him hard, hips grinding against his hand, undulating and squirming in some
previously unknown erotic dance. This, yes, this, she wanted it all the time,
always. If this was how Thump was every time he and Miri had sex, it was no
wonder Miri loved doing it so often. Allysin would do it too if she had the
chance.
Except,
this was a one time thing, right? As her orgasm subsided, sharp tremors of
pleasure dulling to quieter ripples, she felt a little upset. Once? Just
once! What? No. But...
She
pouted, looking at Thump, adding him into her internal conversation. "I
don't want it to stop."
He
looked at her and smiled his ugly, yellowed, toothy smile. Laying her on the
bed, he moved atop her and looked down at her.
Allysin
crossed her hands over her chest like some indolent little child. She really
didn't mean to be whiny, but why did Miri get to have all this fun? Mind, when
she started out, it was purely curiosity, but now that she'd actually gone
through with it, knowing that she wouldn't do it again kind of bothered her.
She
was still upset, but Thump did a good job of consoling her. Possibly the best
job. Peeling her panties from her crotch, then spreading her legs apart with
his strong hands, he lifted her knees up at a right angle to her body and
pushed his cock inside of her pussy.
Upset
and then... not quite upset, Allysin let out a squeak. Her hands across her
chest squeezed, fingers digging into the sides of her breasts. What the fuck
was Miri teaching him? Good, wonderful, glorious things, apparently. Thump
slowly stretched her cunt with his cock, pushing her to her limits, then
inching out of her.
Allysin
couldn't breathe. Not because anything was stopping her, but because all of a
sudden she'd forgotten how. So simple, so easy, yet the concept eluded her.
When Thump pushed his cock back into her, stretching her further again, a gasp
of air slipped past her lips.
Oh,
she thought, that's how it's done.
Thump
pressed his body close to hers. Her feet found a good spot by his shoulders,
and once she let them rest there, he let go of her thighs with his hands. When
he pushed into her, his upper body leaning forward to further assist him, her
legs pressed close to her body until her knees touched her bra and her breasts.
Thump took this one step further, continuing to lean against her while letting
his lower body guide his thrusts.
His
thick, massive, girthy cock stretched her cunt so wide. It felt impossible,
too far, except here he was, doing it. Allysin didn't know what to do, was
unsure how to proceed, but this was what she wanted, wasn't it? A resounding
"Yes!" flared through her thoughts, and her body definitely agreed.
Despite the stretching, she felt sharp twangs of pleasure coursing through her.
His finger doing a good job before, his monstrous cock was something else
entirely. Whereas his finger needed to seek out and press against her to bring
pleasure to the sensitive skin inside her, all his cock had to do was be there,
it seemed.
Faster
now, slamming into her harder, when the pounding veins of his cock pressed
through her cunt's tunnel, he sent spasming ripples of pleasure into her body.
The feeling shivered through her, except instead of a chill, he left her with a
feeling of wanting more. More, yes, fuck, and...
He
leaned forwards again, craning his neck closer to her body. His mouth sought
out her breasts, though with them covered by her bra all he got was a mouth
full of fabric. Slow to react, his cock and the pleasure making her feel like
she'd drank way too much alcohol, she finally realized what was happening.
Struggling
to lift her upper body off the bed and reach her hands behind her, she somehow
managed to unfasten her bra. Slipping the shoulder straps down her arms, she
shed the unnecessary article of clothing, throwing it harshly on the ground.
She wished it were louder, hitting the floor with a thud, to match her spastic
need for fulfillment, but it wasn't. The sound of Thump's balls slapping
against the pucker of her ass and the skin in between her rear and her slit
would have to suffice.
Thump
sucked the entirety of one of her breasts in his mouth. Gods, he kept doing
this, surprising her! Focused on removing her bra and discarding it, she
didn't even realize what his initial intent was. His slobbering mouth covered
her breast entirely, his tongue slithering around across her mound of flesh and
slapping at her nipple. Did he have to be so thorough?
Honestly,
the men she'd been with before were alright. Some of them were pretty decent
in bed, and while she couldn't climax too soon, they waited for her to do so
before gaining their own pleasure. And then some were a huge disappointment
and were over with before she even began to get started.
Thump
was unlike all of them. He ignored the beginning altogether and went straight
for dessert. Allysin tried to stave off her impending orgasm, quite sure it
was way too soon for another one, but then realized she was insane. Who the
fuck wanted to halt an orgasm? She gave in, letting Thump win once again.
His
mouth closed, slowly losing precious space encompassing her breast, until only
his lips remained, and those were tightly clamped around her nipple. His teeth
gently nibbled at her sensitive nub, all while his hips slammed forward and
stretched her cunt with the massive size of his cock. Allysin shrieked out her
pleasure, hoping no one heard her, especially Miri. Her cunt squeezed his
cock, wrapping tight around it, reminding her of when she wrung water from the
laundry. Except, hopefully, this time she'd be wringing something else out of
his cock. How did he have so much endurance? This was absurd.
Thump
pounded into her as her climax ravaged her body. As if the first wasn't
powerful enough, this second one was a destroyer. If an extreme thunder storm
wrecked villages and left scattered remnants of houses in the aftermath, Thump
did something like that to her cunt. His cock stretched her to gaping, forced
through her while she was trying to close the proverbial shutters, and stormed
into her. Defeated, weathering the storm, squirming, her body wanting to
distort into unrecognizable positions in an attempt to further her orgasm, she
felt absolutely defenseless.
Thump
treated her well, though. Drool slobbered out of his mouth as he played with
her breast. His cock might be excessive, but he seemed to know her limits.
There was something so awe-inspiring about the way he fucked her, that she
thought it might be an art. Maybe this was how trolls did it. They drew books
on the walls of hallways, and made sex into an artful masterpiece.
When
she thought she was done, and realized Thump was not, she inwardly frowned.
True, it felt amazing, but could she keep up with him? Gods, he was still
going, never flagging, and...
Thump
grabbed her hips and thrust into her one more time. Allysin let out a grunt,
caught off guard by the change. The skin of his stomach pressed against her
clit. Gods, she thought, he was hilted all the way into her, wasn't he? Some
massive amount of cockflesh, at least ten inches in length, and he'd stuffed
the entirety of it into her cunt. She didn't even know how that was possible,
except she also didn't care because it felt ridiculously wonderful.
His
cock fidgeted inside of her like a pounding heartbeat, then erupted. Blasts of
his cum slammed against her cervix. Allysin thought she was finished from
before, only the faintest tremors of an orgasm still glazing through her, but
apparently she was wrong. Thump brought her pleasure back to the forefront,
forcing her to recognize his impassioned climax with one of her own. When he
shot his next batch of cream into her, she spasmed and clenched around his
cock. She squeezed him, milking him for all he was worth, claiming his cum as
her own.
No
longer Miri's pet, for the moment Thump was hers, her troll lover. He gave her
all of him, his essence, his body, him entirely, and Allysin basked in the pure
joy of it. Her mind blanked, unsure what to think, while her body spasmed on
the bed in some manic frenzy.
Thump's
cock popped out of her with an audible sound, squeezed loose by her
unrestrained movements. He wasn't finished yet, though. Too caught up in
releasing his load to find the entrance to her slit again, he gave up on trying
and grabbed his cock in his hand. Stroking himself in fast, powerful strokes,
his cum streamed from his cockhead and coated her body. First her stomach,
then landing on her breasts, and more on one of her thighs.
Allysin
wriggled on the bed. Stuffing her hand in her crotch, she goaded her orgasm
on, bigger and better, rubbing frantically at her clit. She peaked, feeling a
brilliance glowing through her, softened, quieter, a warm light, and...
Fuck,
Thump could cum. Not only could he cum, but he apparently could do it a lot.
He was finished before she was, but what he lacked in time he made up for in
amount. Her entire body was practically soaked in his seed, his sticky cream
sliding across her skin. Not everywhere, nowhere near her face or her feet,
but most everywhere else was drenched.
She
squirmed, laughing. This was... well, she definitely needed a bath after
this. Her pussy was delightfully sore, or else she might have suggested to
Thump they do some cleaning together. That was it, she'd figured out. Miri
must have taught him that cleaning involved extensive use of his finger.
Tired,
exhausted beyond belief, Allysin tossed herself in a heap onto the bed. This
wasn't much different than how she'd been before, but that was fine with her.
Thump snuck in behind her, spooning with her. He hummed some tune she didn't
recognize—probably a trollish song—and caressed her hair with his fingers.
She
touched his hand with her own, smiling. "That was a lot of fun," she
said.
"Yah,"
Thump agreed.
They
lay like that for awhile, maybe eternity, and Allysin briefly thought of
napping. That, she knew, was a terrible idea, though. They needed to get up,
remove all evidence of their sexual encounter, and clean the place before Miri
returned. Also, she assumed the other servants would have a few choice words
for her. How long had she spent here? She had no idea, but they would be none
too happy with her for shirking her chores, no matter the reason.
Just
as Allysin was about to scoot away from Thump and lift herself up and out of
bed, she saw Miri in the doorway.