Prisoner Spoils (ExodusxAznTwink)

[Adagio]

Wiping away the blood from his daggers on the bodies around him, dead or unconscious, the Night Elf rogue placed placed them away and out of sight once they seemed clean enough. Tanavar breathed heavily as he wiped away the sweat from his brow, having just caught a few of the Horde off guard in the back who were giving support to those in the front lines. He looked off to the front where his allies, the Alliance, were, who were finally pushing the Horde back well into the center of the outpost. Leaving the bodies around him, he quickly jumped into the shadows, his glowing eyes catching the sight of the casters in the back, throwing their spells as the Warriors rushed forward to try and push back the Alliance. Tanavar would make sure that they would be thrown into chaos from being attacked from both sides, allowing the Alliance's raid successful. Sapping one of the Priests in the back, putting a hold on the healing the Horde could do, Tanavar then quickly cheap shot'ed one of the mages before sprinting out amongst the Horde, throwing his knives about, not caring whether they hit home or not. He just needed to create enough chaos so his own allies could make their way into the Horde's group to split them apart and ultimately cause their defeat. Just as he had caught the attention of many of the Horde, Tanavar jumped back into the shadows, escaping from their sight as his fellow raiders finally forced them apart and quickly either disarmed them or killed those in their way. The Night Elf rogue did his part by making sure none of the casters could do anything as his allies began to ransack the outpost and tie up those who were still alive.

Tanavar had taken hold of what looked like a Blood Elf warlock, having her wrists tied behind her while he had a strong hold on her arm. "A glorious victory for the Alliance!" One of his Human allies screamed, creating a racket amongst the Alliance as they joined in the cheering. Tanavar stayed quiet as he knew his share was guaranteed once they found out what everything was worth. While most of the raid was returning to Stormwind, most likely to boast of their spoils and victory, Tanavar would not. Although his pay would be a share of the spoils, he had taken the female Blood Elf warlock for a reason. He was not at all worried about her trying to fight back, as he had all the skills to counter everything she had to throw at him, and if anything went wrong, he could disappear and make her regret ever making such a decision. Because of this, Tanavar had to take this female back to Darnassus and show her what a true Elf's power was. Tanavar had a high distaste of those cursed Blood Elves, especially when they seemed to think they could best his Night Elf race.

Tanavar yanked the Blood Elf to him as he moved out of the crossroads outpost, guiding the roughed up warlock towards the mounts of the Alliance. The rest of the raid carried bags with them as they mounted their own mounts, also sometimes bringing a prisoner should they wish. He threw the petite warlock onto his saber mount, quickly hopping on as he took a hold of the reins with his right hand as his left arm wrapped around the Blood Elf, pulling her to him. His strong arm kept her from struggling at all as he nodded to the raid leader before leaving. Although he planned on taking the Blood Elf back to show his fellow Night Elves how he and the other Alliance had dominated the Blood Elves and the other Horde, he knew he would have to wait such a long time to enjoy his prisoner. That was why as he made his way into Ashenvale, a neutral area, Tanavar veered off the path and slipped into the mass of trees, weaving through the forest till he was in a rather dense part of it. He stopped and patted his saber's head before pulling the Blood Elf warlock off and threw her into a tree, hearing a thud as her back hit against the trunk. Tanavar removed his head gear and placed it on top of his saber as he looked at the roughed up female, "How does it feel? To know which kind of Elf is truly more powerful?" He growled with no sympathy. He approached her and pulled out his dagger smoothly, lifting her chin with the end of his blade, "Take a good luck, you despicable Blood Elf. You belong to me now, and prisoners, or slaves should I say, such as you must be thoroughly shown how you have no hope of escaping or being saved..." Tanavar smirked as he narrowed his eyes, slipping his dagger away as he didn't even bother to wait for her most likely angry response. He moved his hands down to open up the front of his leggings to allow the sight of his loin cloth and his massive yet still limp member hang down below the too small loin cloth. "At least try and save some face by showing some skill in getting me hard," He growled, moving close to hang his thick and long cock in front of her, wanting her to get a look at his huge dick, "You don't look too badly roughed up anyways. I expect some quality tongue work..."

 

[Exodus]

The raid on the Outpost had come as a surprise to the camps inhabitants, the Alliance seeming to have come out of nowhere. The damned Night Elves had come first, melded into shadow, providing a strong initial assault, giving the rest of their forces enough time to penetrate the borders of the camp. Noesis had only supposed to be stopping by the camp briefly having some business to tend to with an elderly tauren who had asked her to deliver a parcel to Thunderbluff, as he had been too old and tired to brave the wilderness on his own. As the first wave of the attack hit she ducked out of his tent, her delicate fingers already reaching for the ornate staff that she had tethered to the back of her belt. She could hear the screams coming from a myriad of languages, some familiar and some not, and grit her teeth in annoyance. Had some Alliance wretch wandered into camp looking for an easy kill? How foolish. Still, she decided she might as well see if her shadow spells could be of any assistance.

What she saw as she came round the corner of the inn stopped her dead in her tracks. It was an all out war! Already every Horde soldier seemed wrapped up in battle, and there will still more of the devils coming! She hadn't been travelling for very long, while not quite a novice, these kinds of grisly scenes were unfamaliar and disturbing. Blinking shocked, brilliant emerald eyes she rushed forward to join a group of other casters and began to toss bolts of shadow in every direction as fast as she could. At first things had gone well, and she had felt the warmth that came from sucking the life energy from her enemies, a feeling so intense it came close to lust. Her eyes flashed dangerously as a dwarf crumpled before her, twitching and groaning as she siphoned the last of his life into her greedy fingers. A warlock in battle was a provocative image, as she licked her full lips in anticipation of the next blast of shadow magic she could wield. Before too long, however, the Horde defenses began to waver. As more and more of the guards fell she felt a pang of fear, knowing her delicate robes would be of little use against the blunt force of the Alliance - and she could feel herself running low on mana. Before too long, she and the others were on the defensive; shields were being thrown up, demons and pets sacrificed, while magic users crumpled helplessly under the weight of the melee forces. She had been wrestled to the ground by a She-Elf, the amazon's violet skin glowing with bloodlust and triumph as she pinned the much smaller blood elf to the ground.

With her arms bound, she waited quietly with the rest of the survivors, mostly magic users or the very weak and old, and glared hatefully in the direction of the night elves. They stood tall, proud, and apart from the others as the Alliance cheered and began to split up their loot. Hopefully, she would be left with the others to soak in their defeat and clean up the dead... However, a few prisoners here and there were being led away, some male and some female, and of all races. This worried her a little as she recalled tales of prisoners of war never returning home.

She recognized the rogue as he approached her, and glowered as he came towards her. She had seen him use his stealth and cheap shotting abilities to work his way through the defenses of the horde, killing without remorse. Still, there was little more she could do except struggle when he reached to seize her by the coils of robe that bound her arms, his daggers much faster than any of the spells she could cast. She screamed and cursed when he lifted her up, tossing her rather carelessly onto the back of his mount. She shifted uncomfortably, her legs being spread a bit further than a much taller Night elve's would, the saddle grinding uncomfortably against her once he had her securely pressed into the leather, his arms coming around her, blocking any attempt to jump and escape as the rode. The brutish night elf immediately turned the saber north and pushed the speed of the beast as far as he could. Before too long the plains of the Barrens faded and the forests of Ashenvale loomed. "Darnassus?" She mumbled softly to herself, her accent thick and elegant as she attempted to speak Common. Of all the places in Azeroth he could have taken her, it had to be the Treehugger home of the damned Night Elves!

Before too long however, after making very little headway through the forest he had sudenly direct the saber off then beaten path, sending them rushing through the brush. She could not help but lean back into him as she avoided the sting of the foliage snapping past them. Coming to a sudden halt she rocked forward in the saddle almost losing her balance, barely getting a glimpse of the tiny clearing he had found. Was he planning to make camp? Here? Surely they were not far from an Alliance camp? Before she could ask she felt his hands on her, gripping her robes and tossing her rather easily off of the mount. Her tiny body crumpled against the trunk of an ancient tree and she yelped as she hit the ground rather roughly; with her arms still bound behind her back, there was no way to break the fall. Her robes flared around her, revealing soft, pale calves and a glimpse of her thighs as she lifted herslef up to sit up against the tree.

"Bastard!" She shrieked in Thalassian as he approached, taunting her with words of pride and power and superiority. Her eyes burned with hate, shadow energy practically sizzling off her skin. Before she could throw another insult at him however, he had already stripped himself of his leather leggings, his loin cloth doing little to cover his flaccid length. She stared open mouthed for a moment in disbelief. Blood elves were only small in comparison, built to satisfy their own race... This brute was easily twice the size of what she was used too, built to satisfy loose night elve women! What did he expect her to do with that? She growled threateningly her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and rage, unsure if she had heard his command quite right. The words 'quality tongue work' struck a chord in her and she gasped, recoiling from him, and glaring upwards. "I'd rather die, you disgusting neanderthal!" She hissed, and spat at him, her salivia softly hitting his length.

 

[Adagio]

Tanavar was pleased with her reaction, seeing how she was transfixed on his size. She was a rather attractive Blood Elf, he'd give her that, but that only made him wish to taint her with his sexual desires even more. Show her how helpless she was when in the hands of a Night Elf, one that could easily show her how to to take a nice and meaty cock into herself. The moment she hissed her words and he felt her saliva hitting his length, he narrowed his eyes as he reached out with one of his hands to take a hold of her head. He grasped her silky hair as he pulled her closer to his length, forcing his flaccid length to press against both her lush lips and smooth skin. "You won't die from rejecting this," He growled, pulling his hips back to make it so the head of his cock was against her sealed lips, "As you'll face a much worse fate that will make you wish for death. Now, don't bite..." The Night Elf smirked as he used his other to pull her mouth open before stuffing his thickness inside of her mouth, only letting a quarter of his limp cock into her mouth, releasing a sigh as he felt his underside brushing against her tongue. Tanavar released her head while he pushed himself forwards, making it so the back of her head was against the tree trunk, making it so she had nowhere to run to. He released her hair and withdrew one of his daggers, making sure it was visible to the Blood Elf, "Should you not be satisfactory, then that tongue of yours comes out, so try your hardest and put that dirty tongue of yours to work." He really had no sympathy for this Blood Elf who had been captured and taken away from her people. The Night Elf growled in some pleasure as the sight of some of his cock filling her small mouth was rather erotic, and he could feel himself slowly getting hard, growing in length and thickness. Tanavar was curious in how deep he could go inside of a Blood Elf, especially when she seemed to be so surprised to see his cock limp at that size. While he awaited her actions, he slowly lowered the dagger to the neck of her robe. Narrowing his eyes, he cut down into her robes until they hung wide open enough for him to see her breasts. He somewhat admired the fact that the Blood Elf would be a rather new experience, especially since she was so unwilling to do anything sexual for him, unlike the Night Elf women who adored having countless nights in bed with him. Tanavar felt like he had something to prove to the Blood Elf female, such as proving to her that Night Elves were better on the battlefield and in bed than that Blood Elves. He'd make her scream countless times, humiliated as he would force as much of his cock into her sopping wet pussy. "Blood Elf," Tanavar growled, not at all caring that she wasn't exactly fluent in Common or Darnassian, as he gazed down at her petite figure with her beautiful face taking in his massive cock, "Bring me at least close to a climax before I run this through your needy pussy..." He put away his dagger before allowing that hand to reach low, grasping her soft breasts as if to show how serious he was in his quest to ravage the female.

 

[Exodus]

Noesis growled when she felt his large hands grasp handfuls of her hair on either side of her head, the ebony locks coiling up nicely and making a good enough handle for him as he shifted forward, his intentions perfectly clear. She had grit her teeth and sealed her lips, but he did not seem to mind, humiliating her by rubbing his soft member against her quivering lips and chin. His voice was so deep, and his eyes intensely bright - almost soulless. There was no pity in his eyes, no leniency. He felt nothing but hate and superiority, and there was no shame in him as he continued to grind softly against her sealed mouth. The thought of biting him had of course come to mind, but his threats were enough to still her when he reached down, applying pressure to the hing of her jaw to force her mouth open. Immediately, he tilted his hips, letting just a quarter of his length fill her mouth almost completely. She could feel the shiver of pleasure that ran through him when her soft, pink tongue pressed against the underside of his length; surely he would notice how small and delicate a blood elf's tongue was compared to the Amozonian women he was used to having on their knees before him? Her green eyes burned with hatred as she gazed up at him, the gleam of his daggers close at hand enough to force her to relax her mouth and let more of his hardening cock slide in over her sweet tongue, it's girth filling her completely. What a horrible, despicable brute! What did he expect her to do with this when she had her mouth completely filled by him? Still, he was cruelly taunting her, giving her instructions to bring him close to release and be quick about it, and so she obediently began to massage his length with her tongue, sucking and swallowing against the head of his cock as best she could, while moaning and whimpering around the thick length both in an attempt to bring him more pleasure, and because it was taking all of her concentration to do all of this and remember to breathe.

"Mmmn.." Glaring just intensely up at him as before, Noesis felt a chill run down her spine when he mentioned wanting to run her through with his impossible length and felt a thrill of desperation. Surely he could not be serious? He would surely break her! A bit of panic filled her emerald eyes then as she shifted beneath him, her tighs pressed tightly together protectively.

 

[Adagio]

Tanavar couldn't help give of a low growl of a moan as he watched the Blood Elf sucking on him with her filled mouth, adoring the sight of her lips wrapped thinly around his thick cock. He moved a hand and grabbed a handful of her hair again, tightening his hold as he felt her sweet tongue running over his length. He wondered for a moment if she had any previous experience, but that thought quickly vanished as he smirked, setting his other hand against the tree behind her. He rocked his hips into her mouth before moving forward firmly, pushing more of his thickness into her mouth. His cock was growing harder steadily, yet he did nothing to pull back as he wanted the blood elf to gobble all of his cock up. "That's it..." He murmured, grinning, as he rocked his hips a bit more and forced her head to go with the motions with his other hand. Her glares did nothing to slow him down as all he wanted was to force this despicable Blood Elf to suck her enemy's cock, and he'd be sure to humiliate her by having her cry for him in pleasure while a Night Elf's length filled her completely. "You're not too bad at this, Blood Elf. Had I captured a slut?" Tanavar went on, moaning softly as he shoved more and more of his juicy meat into her mouth and down her throat. He made sure to thrust steadily to allow her small pockets of air so she wouldn't choke while taking him in. This easily went on for a while, as Tanavar wanted her to suffer throughout the ordeal, before he finally pulled out of her throat and mouth. Saliva coated his massive length, which was now covered in veins from how hard it was. He rubbed the bulbous head of his cock against her cheek as he licked his lips, "Did it taste good, Blood Elf?" Tanavar had noticed how she had pressed her thighs together earlier, but he paid no heed to the action. Could she really stop him from his assault on her? He highly doubted it.

Tanavar allowed her to take in more of his huge length, hoping that she was imagining him forcing it into her, before he crouched and held her chin while trying to catch her gaze with his own. "How would it feel? To know that you're about to mate with one of your most hated enemies?" He whispered, attempting to frighten her that much more. He didn't care if he was being cruel to his prisoner. She deserved to be punished, whether or not it was justified by the reason that she was a Blood Elf, and he, as a Night Elf, had no sympathy for such an atrocious race. He ran his thumb over her beautiful lips before smirking, knowing that he'd enjoy this. Although she was a Blood Elf, she certainly had quite a delightful body. An exotic one. His strong hands quickly gripped her ripped robes and tore them even further to allow him easier access to her chest before grabbing both of her knees and forcing them apart. He quickly slid in between her two legs so she could not close them again and slipped his hands into her robes, pushed them further up her legs until he could see her thighs, and grabbed her thighs, raising and spreading them before settling even deeper in between her legs, giving her the only options of keeping them dangling in the air or wrapping them around him. His cock quickly pressed up against her undergarment and the head of his cock rested on her smooth stomach. One hand quickly grabbed one of her supple breasts and fondled them as the other moved down to pull gently at her panties. He chuckled as his wet length ran up against her smooth skin, slowly moving that hand at her panties within them to push a finger up against her pussy, wondering if he could get her to become aroused from being handled like such by the despicable brute before her.

 

[Exodus]

There was little the elf could do to stop him at this point, and really even if she tried she was not sure what she could do. Even if she were brave enough to chance biting him, his thick cock had filled her mouth so completely she didn't think it would be possible to clench her jaw shut around him. All she could do was open her mouth as wide as possible, relax her throat, and massage his bulging length with her tongue with remembering to breathe. Before too long the strain of having something so large in her tiny mouth began to earn him a few muffled whimpers and moans as she attempted to accomodate more and more of his growing length. Her eyes stung with tears, but not from sadness - because he was so far back in her throat. She moaned when she felt his hand in her hair, and shivered all over as he leant over her to thrust his hips, gently fucking her mouth. Blushing furiously she growled around his meaty girth, not liking being called a slut. This was not her doing, she had not wanted this.

He pulled back, and Noesis rocked forward slightly, taking a deep gulp of air. Her pink lips were swollen and shone with salivia, and her breasts heaved as she attempted to catch her breath. She made the mistake of meeting his eyesand growled as he taunted her about how it might feel to be with someone outside her race - an enemy, a disgusting night elf. "I would rather die." She snapped, and spat at his feet. "It brings me no pleasure to think of my body being sullied by such an inferior creature." She struggled a bit when he leant down to get closer, pounding her small fists against his chest as he forced her legs apart, cursing in Thalassian and writhing as he tore at her robes, exposing her modest breasts, and stiffening pink nipples. His hands felt rough against her noble skin, and she shivered at the sensation of his fingers travelling over more and more of her exposed flesh. She yelped when he seized her thighs and kicked as best she could before being pinned, him settled between her legs with her onlyoption to suspend them in mid air or wrap them around his waist. Anger was begiining to fade into genuine concern for Noesis once he had leaned into her. His thick cock rubbed up against her satin panties, sliding up until it rested on her belly. Good god, how would it fit? Whenever he mothed, the weight of him stimulated her covered heat, causing her to twitch a little. He didn't seem to mind and went ahead with his molestation, rolling her sensitive breasts in his large hands until he had earned a few small moans from her, before reaching down to slide his finger over her panties, teasing her quickly moistening pussy with cruel intent. "Why don't you just get it over with?" She hissed, trembling at the feeling of him touching her most intimate spot. Despite the horror of the situation, her body was reacting and was craving the pressure that penetration would give her.

 

[Adagio]

Tanavar smirked as he withdrew his hand from her panties, wiping what moisture he had gathered from her pussy along her smooth flesh. "You would indeed want that, wouldn't you?" He whispered, slowly moving his hips back and trailing the head of his massive cock down her stomach until it reached her panties. He pulled what was blocking passage aside and quickly set the head against her opening before both of his hands enveloped her thighs, fingers digging into her to get a good grip. "I don't think it'll fit in someone as small as you..." He thought aloud, grinning at the thought as he suddenly jerked forward to enter half way into her without pushing in too much of his cock. He released a satisfied sigh as he began inching inward, taking in the pleasure of having each inch of his massive length and girth being gobbled up by her succulent pussy. It didn't take long before he felt that he could no longer go any further, and there was still a good deal of his shaft left. Filling her up completely gave him a satisfied feeling, especially when he was already stretching her walls because of the sheer size of him. Licking his lips, he leaned forward as he took in the tip of her pointed ears, sucking on it gently as he raised her thighs just a bit more. "How does it feel? Being filled with my enormous cock? A Night Elf's cock?" Tanavar taunted before he quickly began to thrust mercilessly, making sure the head of his cock reached as deep as possible inside of her before he pulled it almost all the way out before ramming it back inside of the Blood Elf's pussy. Although she wasn't able to supply him with enough room to push all of his cock inside of her, in her pussy at least, unlike the Night Elf women, he was sure he could satisfy himself with her ass soon after, where there was no running out of room at all. And although he was fucking her to embarrass and humiliate her, he couldn't help but enjoy the fact that her glorious pussy was actually enjoyable. His left hand slid along her thigh until his fingers dug into her bubbly ass cheeks, holding her still there to keep her from rocking too much as he brutally fucked her. His left index finger slowly extended and pushed itself into her asshole, wanting to see if she could handle his finger let alone his cock that would soon be filling that sweet ass of hers. Grunting lowly as the sounds of the rough fucking filled his ears, he continued to run his tongue along her ear while keeping it in his mouth, wishing to send her a wave of sensations while she endured his pummeling.

 

[Exodus]

She growled dangerously at him as he pulled away from her, deeply offended by his suggestion that she would want any of this. He stepped back, but he was still barely giving her room to breathe. Trapped against the wide trunk of the tree at her back, and his broad, muscular form to her front, there was little more she could do than close her eyes and try to ignore the feeling of his heavy cock dragging down her stomach, finally coming to rest between her thighs. He shifted forward, and the head of his cock prodded at her panty-clad heat gently, causing her to wince a bit when he brushed her hidden clit. Finally, after what seemed like hours, he reached down between them to grip the thin material of her panties, tugging them just barely out of the way so that she would still be wearing them, but so that they would not hinder his movement. Her eyes widened at the sight of him - he had looked quite large before but now, pressed between her legs, he looked massive next to her relatively compact, neat little pussy.

A surge of panic flooded through her when he reached around to lift one of her legs, commenting on how he doubted all of that could possibly fit inside her. "It won't!" She hissed, worry straining her breath and wiggled a little in his grip, but he was already pressing against her entrance. Of course this wasn't her first time, she had many lovers back in Silvermoon, but their bodies were proportioned to match hers exactly, easily half the size of this Night Elf. At first she was beginning to think it wouldn't go in, but with enough pressure the thick head of it squeezed inside her, earning a low moan and gasp for breath from the she-elf. He seemed to pleased by the feeling of her all too tight pussy clinging to his shaft, desperately trying to accomodate the size of him. And if the thickness of him wasn't bad enough, he was incredibly lengthy and seemed determined to fit as much inside of her as he possibly could. With every little bit he pressed forward, Noesis began to tremble a little harder. The pain was slight, and there was a strange feeling that made her wetter than she had ever been in her life. He reached down to pick her up, holding her aloft by both her thighs, allowing him to press deeper until there was no room left. She reached out, bracing herself with her gloved hands clinging to his broad shoulders, needing stability as he began to pick up his pace. That surprising wetness streaked down her thighs, lubricating her just enough for him to be able to press a thick, long digit up into her tight ass; his one index finger was comparable to some of the men she had been with before, and the pressure between both her pussy and her ass was becoming intense, and quickly. Soon he was thrusting deeply in and out of her and faster than she could imagine, and both sounds of her aching sex and her cries of mixed pleasure and pain echoed throughout the clearing.

 

[Adagio]

Tanavar panted heavily as he let out a mix of a growl and a moan, leaning forward to press his body closer to the Blood Elf's. Thrusting with great force, bottoming out inside of her with still some length of his cock outside of her tight and wet pussy, he tightened his hold on her thigh and ass. His finger continued to go in and out of her tight ass, already craving to shove his massive cock into her forbidden hole. He curled his finger inside of her as he rammed his length into her without rest, wanting to hear her cry out in pleasure for her assaulter, wanting to have her feel how close the two insertions were inside of her. "Look at that," He whispered, licking his lips as he dug his fingers into her thigh once again, growing closer to her face with his own as he felt her hands gripping his broad shoulders, "It fit, didn't it? You seem to be greedily gobbling up my cock. Do you really want to be fucked this badly? To have my thick and fertile semen filling up your womb?" Tanavar smirked as he captured her lips in a sloppy and wet kiss, wanting her to know that this was the treatment she would receive from now on. The Night Elf wanted to bring her down and make her feel like a real slut. He could feel her body grinding in between the tree trunk and his muscular frame, and he wondered if she would climax soon because of the rough treatment and supposedly roughest fucking she had ever received. Pulling away from her delicate lips for a moment, his tongue pulling out of her mouth, he grinned and slowly began to increase his pace, watching her bouncing breasts in the corner of his eyes. "Does a Night Elf's cock feel good? I never imagined a Blood Elf's pussy would be so tight... Don't lie to me and tell me you despise the feeling. Come. Scream for more. Beg for it or I'll leave you wishing you had. I doubt you'd want to pass up having my cock running through you like this, slowly getting ready to spill my thick and hot sperm into your love channel," The Night Elf continued, leaning down to nibble on her neck, sucking on her flesh as he tried to fit as much of his huge dick inside of her, wishing that he could fit all of his member inside of the horny Blood Elf.

 

[Exodus]

The intensity of the feeling of him filling her so completely mixed with the feeling of his thick finger that was curled and thrusting in her tight ass was almost too much for her small body to handle, and while she had wanted to continue to scream and curse and threaten her assailant she found she was too short of breath. Gasping, her fingers curled tighter and tighter into his shoulders, her cries and moaning getting louder and louder as he leaned in, changing the angle of penetration just enough to fit a little more of himself inside of her. He leaned in close to her, and she could feel his breath against her skin as he spoke in a tense tone, mocking her reluctance, using the accomodating of her aching pussy as proof of her impossible lust for him. His words were crude, and she shivered hearing him describe her pussy as greedy and willing, but could do little more than cling tighter to him as he thrusts became a little faster, seeming as if he were turned on by the thought of filling her with his hot seed. The idea was an erotic one, however unsavoury, and she could not help but moan as the image of him giving one final thrust of release played in her imagination, allowing him to capture her lips in a deep kiss. Being that she was being pummeled by someone twice her size, her tongue was not as useful as his and she spent more time moaning into his mouth as he licked and sucked and bit at her lips and tongue, finally pulling away, leaving her lips glossed with salivia and swollen. "I... Don't..." The words just were not coming, she could not remember how to speak! She wanted to make sure he knew that she was disgusted by his closeness, but each deep thrust stilled her tongue until the words were completely lost in her desperate cries of mixed anguish and ecstasy. It did feel good, better than she imagined... He really didn't have to ask, being that her slick juices were practically pouring from her now while her puckered hole tightened around his finger, her body become greedy just as he had predicted.

Leaning her head back a bit, she opened her eyes and gazed weakly up at him, each new thrust bringing a squint to her emerald eyes and a sharp cry from her kiss-swolen lips. She had of course had an orgasm before, but this seemed more intense and rushed - never had she felt such intensity in such a short time! The thought of him succeeding and knowing that he had pleasured her to the point of climax with his disgusting, huge cock was enough to make her gag - but at the same time, the pressure was building and she was not sure she could survive without achieving some relief, and soon. If he had suddenly stopped and left her there like that, unsatisfied and desperate, she was sure she would die. The deeper, harder, and faster he fucked her the more she came to realize she needed him inside her, filling her up. "Aaaaaah!..." She moaned, her head tilting back, her mouth open as she continued to bounce on his cock, the surplus of liquid arousal allowing him deeper and deeper inside her. One particular hard thrust and she screamed, and found herself wishing she could feel all of him, wanting to wrap her legs around his hips and pull him in even deeper.