Dragonborn. Dragon-hung... (Pulse x Liminal)

[Liminal]

Alette bit her lip as Gerdur bent to reach the hem of her dress, momentarily feeling the mature woman's hot breath on her even hotter cock. Gerdur certainly wasted no time, quickly shucking out of the garment and straightening up to stand naked except for her smallclothes. Alette made no effort to hide her enjoyment, licking her lips as her eyes raked up and down her hostess' hardened, athletic figure; there were few things she found more attractive than a woman who looked like she knew how to work hard, fight hard, and play hard, and she suspected Gerdur was more than capable of all three.

She felt a twinge of sympathy when she realized Gerdur wasn't meeting her gaze. "Hey, what did I tell you?" she urged, hooking a finger under her partner's chin again. "You're gorgeous. Don't be ashamed." She turned the gesture into pulling Gerdur in for another kiss, this time savoring the feeling of their bare breasts pressed together, skin to bare skin. One hand trailed down Gerdur's back, coming to rest on the cheek of her backside, squeezing and groping, feeling the lovely, taut firmness.

Alette broke the kiss again, her eyes lidded as she gazed at her momentary lover. "You seemed awfully impressed by how much I came inside your cow," she breathed. "Do you want to know how that feels? Do you want me to fill you up like that?"

 

[Pulse]

Gerdur flushed with pleasure as Alette complimented her, before pulling her practically naked body into another crushing, passionate kiss. She felt her erect nipples sliding over the soft, pillowy flesh of Alette’s breasts and cock-head, and the sheer naughtiness of it all aroused her deeply.

Or at least so she thought. If she thought she’d reached her peak, she was in for quite the surprise, as Alette’s offer left her underwear a sodden mess.

“Oh god…” she groaned, her voice husky with lust, “Could it even fit? I don’t know if I could even take you. I know I shouldn’t, I’m a married woman…could you even get it inside me?”

Her tongue intertwined wetly with Alette’s for a few moments, grinding her naked flesh against that searingly hot length that Alette was suggesting to feed into her.

She pulled away, lust clouding her vision and declared, a little too loud, “I can’t help it. I want it. Take me! Do whatever you can. I can see how badly your magical lusts pain you – I would be no host not to – to offer my body to help you find rest. Use me however you must”

 

[Liminal]

Gerdur's eagerness made Alette laugh, darting forward to plant another quick kiss on her lips. "Very kind of you." Hands on Gerdur's hips, she gently guided them to switch places, her hostess closer to the wall, facing it, while Alette stepped around behind her. With a touch between Gerdur's shoulder blades, Alette signaled her to bend forward, letting her brace herself against the shed.

Leaning forward herself, still holding Gerdur around the middle, Alette whispered in her ear. "Don't worry about a thing. I've given this cock to hundreds of women. They all loved it. You will too." Straightening up, she hooked her thumbs through the waist of Gerdur's smallclothes and eased them down her hips. They were soaked through, and as soon as they were off, the scent of a powerfully aroused woman filled Alette's nostrils. She breathed deep, drinking it in. "Your pussy smells incredible..." Reaching between Gerdur's legs, Alette found her lips with her fingers, burning hot and dripping with wetness. For a long moment, all she did was play with that needy pussy, slipping a fingertip in between those swollen folds, rubbing back and forth, teasing her open wider. Alette knew from experience that while any woman determined enough could take her cock, it took some preparation, and she wanted to make sure Gerdur suffered no difficulty.

She added fingers one by one, filling her more full, stroking in and out, stretching her, until she felt Gerdur's walls hugging her four digits in that way she knew meant they were ready for more. Her other hand remained busy on Gerdur's taut backside, massaging to help melt away her tension. With a sigh, Alette withdrew her fingers, bringing them to her mouth to lick them clean, moaning with relish. "Tastes incredible too." The timing was just as well, because she couldn't have waited any more if she'd wanted to. Taking hold of the base of her cock, she spread Gerdur open with the hand on her ass and brought her flared head to the slick, parted entrance of her cunt, seeking that heat. "Just relax," she purred. Then, with rather more care than she'd shown the family's cow, she slowly started easing her hips forward, feeling her hostess' sopping entrance spread around her flare, a low moan pouring from her lungs as she began to gently ease her way inside.