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Immortal Freeloader 64B
🕑 Added 2024-02-17 04:02:01 +0000 UTCI wasted no time as I hugged Aisnam, ripping off her clothes while dragging her to the bedroom, not breaking the kiss in the process. I had never been this aggressive with her before, but after spending all that time helping her, I was feeling rather randy.
Her desperate tongue, dancing in my mouth, showed that she had absolutely no problems with my initiative. She even forgot to warn me to be silent to as not to disturb ‘the Queen’. I couldn’t help but chuckle even as we moved toward the bedroom, each step bringing us closer to desperation. She soon started ripping my clothes as well, her hips dancing desperately.
Then, she surprised me by pulling back. If it wasn’t for the intensity of her arousal, I might have been afraid that she wanted to stop. However, under the circumstances, I wasn’t surprised when she leaned against the wall impatiently.
“Someone is impatient,” I chuckled, which earned a frustrated gaze from her. Only a frustrated gaze. Arguably, she might have followed up with more, but she did not, mostly for one simple reason.
I had already slipped inside her wetness.
She clamped around me as the pleasure hit, her pouty lips busy with letting out endless moans. For a fleeting moment, I focused on her cultivation, noticing that she had managed to actually open two of her gates in my absence. Incredible progress … to be examined later.
For the moment, I growled in pleasure as I drilled her from behind, pounding my beautiful Queen with the considerable might of a Peak Skin Refinement Martial artist. However, she was too distracted by the throbbing presence of my cock to notice that, her walls clenching around me desperately.
She had the raw strength to reverse the position if she wished, but that meant nothing as the pleasure invaded her. She was helpless under the wave of pleasure, nothing but a toy for my desire. “Did you miss me?” I said.
She just moaned.
Admittedly, it was an answer enough, but after our separation, she was just needy enough for me to push my luck. “I need an answer when I ask a question, madam,” I whispered gently, but at the same time, I spanked her ass, not so gently.
The moan that followed was even more incredible, and so was her tightness. “What are you—” she started, finally managing to speak, but I interrupted her with a searing kiss.
Just because I was a freeloader didn’t mean I had to be the submissive party in bed … or, under current circumstances, against the wall in a random corridor of the cursed palace.
“Your punishment, of course. Don’t you think you deserve it after ignoring my question?” She looked shocked. “Now, tell me. Did you miss me?”
She looked split between following my directions and rebelling. The latter didn’t surprise me, as not only she was the Queen of a mortal kingdom — albeit exiled — but more importantly, she was a proud cultivator from a cultivation family. Hardly a recipe for the creation of a sub.
Yet, the pleasure worked wonders to change her mind, and her disguise further freed her from her obligation. “Yes, I missed — I missed you,” gasped, interrupted by a beautiful moan in the middle.
“Excellent,” I said as I spanked her again, gently, humming in satisfaction as she tightened around me. I was tempted to ask her more questions, but after a moment, I decided against it. It was a fun idea, but I didn’t want to push my luck too much.
Instead, I played nice … well, as nice as one could be while pressing their partner against the wall and ramming at full strength, while occasionally spanking her tight ass. It must be nice. Otherwise, why would she beg for more?
Or, tremble under the aggression of a spectacular climax.
I delivered another harsh spank to her beautiful ass before I grabbed her legs and lifted her. “To the bedroom,” I said as I carried her, though I still stayed inside her, each step driving me deeper into her.
“I …” she started, but that died quick, the pleasure hitting her even harder after her most recent climax. That was all she was able to say until we arrived at my bedroom. Amusingly, I noticed that the place looked lived in, her smell of arousal subtle but noticeable, showing that she had visited the room more than once to touch … our memories.
“Naughty,” I said, teasing her. She tensed as she realized exactly what I was talking about. Luckily for her, I was merciful and didn’t push her too much. I just threw her on the bed, prone and helpless, and I took my position above her.
She barely had the time to bury her face in the pillow before I started impaling her once more, but that wasn’t enough to silence her beautiful moans. “I missed your voice,” I said as I impaled her again and again, driving her closer to the climax.
She just howled in pleasure, the joy dragging her thoughts away. Not exactly queenly behavior. Unfortunately, I was supposed to be tricked by her maid identity, therefore couldn’t just tease her about it. At least, not directly.
“Careful,” I whispered. “You’re going to wake your precious Queen up,” I said.
That was enough to make her pull her head away from the pillow, and pause for a second. I could see indecision dancing on her face, going through many options. “Don’t worry. She’s a heavy sleeper,” she said.
A good excuse, particularly since her mind was having trouble working with the pleasure blanketing her thoughts.
”Good news,” I said as I grabbed her hair and pulled back recklessly, enjoying one of the lesser benefits of her cultivation. A punch strong enough to take down a bear and running faster than a car were nice benefits … but the ability to play rough in the bedroom without fearing any lasting damage was certainly convenient. “Then, we can play without fear.”
I pulled her hair hard enough to make her gasp in pain, lifting her body up. As I continued to invade her, her breasts jiggled ceaselessly. “Yes, fuck me harder,” she moaned.
It broke my resistance and I exploded inside her, turning the moment into a spectacular climax. I filled her depths, and she climaxed once more…
Yet, I didn’t even slow down. Another benefit of cultivation.
Limitless stamina.
