Who needs the living when you've got the undead! (QC x Morgan Lockheart)

[Discordia]

Anya laid back on her large, queen sized bed and admired the creatures before her. All around the bed chambers candles and wall torches flickered, making the shadows dance. The dar stone walls were covered with adornments, paintings, tapestries, a huge floor to ceiling mirror. The floor was covered covered with luxurious furs, while the rest of the room was filled with luxury. Several chests were filled to the brim with gold and gems, a dining table was lined with silverware fit for royalty, bowls filled with exotic fruit. This was Anya’s plunder. Her bed chambers were a stark contrast to the rest of her castle. To call it her castle was a bit of a stretch. After all it was abandoned when she claimed it. the defensive curtain walls were intact for the most part, only crumbling in a few places. The castle itself was in good enough shape. When she’d found it, rodents had mad it their home. Now they were all gone. The only things that moved in the hallways beside Anya was her undead minions. While their bodies slowly decayed, their ferocity and skill with a blade was still impressive. Each and every one had been summoned by Anya and was bound to her will. Whatever she commanded, they obeyed. She didn’t have a huge host under her command, perhaps a hundred. However they made up her lack of numbers by…well, not dying. Recently the young necromancer had started to flex her powers, pushing things further. She sent her minions out into the nearby villages and even one or two walled towns. The settlements were burned to the ground, their treasure looted and their dead brought back to Anya’s castle to join her army. Two of her recent recruits stood before her.

Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, the redheaded necromancer stood and approached the undead men. She had chosen these two for a special purpose. Being a necromancer didn’t particularly give Anya much opportunity for meeting new people, especially men. Lately she’d been getting urges that she just couldn’t satisfy on her own. She needed the touch of a man, or men in this case. She’d chosen the two before her simply because she found their lean muscular bodies attractive. There were any number of undead soldiers she could have chosen, these two were just the first she spotted. Her magic coursed through them, however it’s effects were different wth these two. Her sorcery preserved their skin, slowing down any further decay. With most of her undead warriors she imbued them with knowledge of weaponry and how to fight. With these two she had chosen to imbue them with knowledge of sex, of carnal pleasure, of all the queens desire and how to pleasure a woman.These undead minions were purely for pleasure. As she circled them, Anya’s mouth was dry and her heart pounded fast. This was her first test run and, if all went well, the first time she would get laid in a long time. Needless to say she was excited.

Moving back in front of the two men, Anya slowly, teasingly began to undress what little she was wearing. Her bra and panties fell to the floor and she kicked them aside. She left her fingerless gloved and thigh high boots on for the moment. Time to start testing them. “If you boys like what you see, you can go ahead and get hard for me.” She purred with a wicked grin, hands coming up to caress her perky, d cup breasts. usually the undead didn’t have any likes, needs or wants. However these were different. The first of their kind. Perhaps they would have some very basic concept of lust and want, or perhaps they would simply now to get hard when she was naked. Either way would suit her just fine. Sitting on the edge of the bed, her fingers trailed up her thigh as she slowly spread her legs, a look of wild lust in her eyes. The young woman pointed at one of the men at random. “You. Time to test that tongue of yours. Come kneel between your queen’s legs and pleasure her.”

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

The two undead bodies stood by the bed, unthinking, unmoving. They'd been drawn from the Necromancer's ranks and resurrected with her unholy magic, filled with primal power. Although their bodies were preserved and prevented from rotting, both of them still had a pale palour to their skin and their sightless eyes betrayed no life beneath. Like all zombies, they were infused with a lust for human flesh but the Necromancer had been clever in their construction. Many zombies lust for human warmth but only to devour it and consume it, hoping to reclaim what humanity they had lost. These two though were soaked in primal ardour, their desire to feel warmth again manifesting in a love for the touch of human skin, to enjoy once more the carnal pleasures they had been subject to in life. They watched Anya undress and already, dark desires stirred up within them.

The larger, more muscular one responded first, his tanned skin rippling with undead might. His girthy cock began to rise from the moment his master indicated that she wanted pleasuring. It thickened and rose, broad and tumescent, throbbing with desire. It was he that took the first step forward, taking to his knees in front of Anya, transfixed by the sight of her sex.

The other zombie was paler skinned and leaner, more athletic. His cock was not as thick as the other but it rose to an impressive length, his sighless eyes mesmerised by his master's nakedness. Motionless until ordered, he stood there, his disk throbbing with need, a small drip of cum already showing at its tip. Like his twin, he wanted and needed the touch of her flesh, he lived to serve her in any way she desired.

The first lowered his head to Anya's centre and extended his tongue, running it against her outer lips. He was rough and unfocused but licked obediently, seeking to please his queen. A zombie's senses are dull and deadened, but the taste of her flesh on his tongue was like nectar to a bee. He let out a low groan as his broad tonue slid against Anya, seeking only her pleasure.

 

[Discordia]

Anya’s breathing was shallow and husky as the larger of the two zombies approached. For a moment she eyed his girth cock hungrily before he sank to his knees. Already she could feel the wetness between her thighs, just from the anticipation. She gasped as his tongue first touched her, sending ripples of pleasure through her body. She moaned and purred lightly as his tongue licked and swirled over her. He lacked finesse but he more than made up for it with his enthusiasm and eagerness to please her.

As the first zombie continued to pleasure her the young necromancer, she laid back on the bed. Her back arched slightly, low and throaty moans escaping her lips. “Oh god yes.” She whispered reaching down to run her hands through his hair, her other caressing one of her breasts. She squeezed it, pinching and tugging the rapidly hardening nipple. her moans were gradually growing louder as her gaze wandered over to the second zombie.

For several moments Anya just admired his long, throbbing cock. She had truly chosen an impressive pair for her first experiment. Finally she grinned and gestured for him to approach. “Come, my mouth is empty.” She purred. It had been so long since she had felt the touch of a man that she was eager to get as much as she could. Not only were these zombies designed to pleasure her, but also to allow her to fulfil her fantasies. She missed the feeling of wrapping her lips around a cock, of pleasuring a man. She didn’t know if these undead minion could feel pleasure, but a small part of her hoped they could. As the second one approached she turned her head to the side and opened her mouth invitingly.

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

The first zombie between Anya's legs worked diligently, his tongue sliding along her opening, gently teasing her insides. He could taste her juices, so sweet and inviting and like an elixir to the dead. It encouraged him to keep licking, his broad mouth able to cover her pubis while his tongue lapped at her, daring to plunge ever deeper.

The first came as beckoned. Through its dull understanding, it could tell that she was admiring his cock, wanting it in her mouth. He shuffled forward, his throbbing member standing proudly in front of him. Powered by her lustful magic, it would remain hard for as long as was needed, an unholy desire running through its veins. He desired his mistress, admiring her perfect body as she reclined on the bed. Her soft lips were open and welcoming and he longed to plant his member there.

As he climbed on the bed, the first zombie dove deeper, running his tongue slowly along her lips before dipping it inside of her ever moistening hole. The second zombie's engorged prick hovered near Anya's mouth as he shuffled towards her, throbbing undead flesh just inches from her. As it rested on her lips, the swollen cock quivered for a second before dipping its bulbous, purple head into her welcoming mouth.

 

[Discordia]

The young necromancer continued to gasp and moan as the first zombie pushed his tongue deeper and deeper, eager to please her. She writhed as pleasure washed over her, shooting through her body as the broad tongue started to push inside her. Meanwhile she admired the second cock, now inches from her face. As it brushed against her lips, pushing into her eager mouth, she kissed and licked the tip of it.

“Mmm god yes!” Anya cried in pleasure at the first zombies enthusiastic attempts to satisfy her. “Mmm use your fingers.” She said to him, before turning her attention back to the second zombie. She wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock, sliding deeper onto it. Bobbing back and forth, Anya moaned around his throbbing shaft as she worked it deeper and deeper. She gagged slightly when it hit the back of her throat. Her deepthroating skills were more than a little rusty, but she was determined to improve them.

Drooling around the cock, not even half way inside her mouth, the young necromancer pulled herself from his cock for a moment. She knew that the cock would stay hard for as long as she needed, but she also had to test how they came and how many times.“Pull my hair.” She said. “And use my mouth, let me pleasure you till you cum.” She purred before taking the throbbing cock back inside her mouth. Wrapping a hand around the base she used a mixture of her hand and mouth to pleasure the zombie, all the while moaning as the first zombie continued to pleasure her.

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

The first zombie continued to pleasure her, heeding her advice and slipping two fingers into her pussy while his tongue continued to lick her soft lips and devour her juices. The zombie had lost some finesse from being dead and was rougher than a human would be. His tongue though was still dextrous and brushed dilitently against her tender sex.

The second zombie currently had his cock deep in Anya's mouth, the tip of it probing the back of her throat as she sucked on the lengthy shaft. The zombie groaned to feel the warmth of her mouth sucking on his cock. He heard his master's voice and obeyed, grasping her hair and pulling it. The monster's desires had to be fulfilled and she had told him to cum in her mouth. He did not wish to disobey and head her head with his cold hands and proceeded to fuck her mouth with vigor.

Between her legs, the first zombie was now pumping two fingers in and out of Anya's wet pussy. His clumsy tongue rubbed against her clit and the tops of her lips as his fingers pistoned out of her sex, determined to satisfy his master and bring her pleasure. The other zombie became rougher thanks to her instructions, pushing his cock down her throat rapidly, the urge to cum driving him. He held her hair tightly and jerked her head back and forth on his length, the purple organ pumping in and out of her mouth, the throbbing member cold against her soft, warm lips. Obeying his master, he thrust his undead prick into her mouth, aware of the growing desire to squirt his cold semen down her throat.

 

[Discordia]

Anya felt a thrill run through her as the zombies obeyed her commands, becoming rougher as she requested. She felt two fingers pressing into her wet sex, pushing deeper in the quest to pleasure her. Her back arched as, roughly, the two fingers piston in and out of her, tongue still lapping at her clit. The pleasure was building, slowly reaching orgasmic levels as she slid her mouth up and down the second cock, coating it in saliva.

Meanwhile she gasped as the second zombie eagerly did as she asked. She felt his hand running through her red hair before finally grabbing a handful. A thrill ran through the young necromancer at his tight grip. He started to thrust with his cock, pushing deeper with every thrust as he sought his release as she instructed. She relaxed her throat, doing her best to take it all until her nose was finally pressed against his stomach and the whole of his length was inside her. Gripping her hair, pulled her up and down his length. She gagged slightly, eyes watering, making running.

Finally though, as the first zombie pumped his fingers in and out of her soaking pussy, the young necromancer orgasmed hard. She squealed around the cock in her mouth, legs wrapping around the first zombies shoulders, pressing his face against her quivering pussy. Her back arched, body spasming with pleasure. Finally she managed to pull herself from the cock in her mouth, screaming her pleasure. “Oh god yes yes yes! Don’t stop, I’m cumming!” She cried. Her hand wrapped around the saliva coated cock and began stroking it, her hand a blur. Even as she writhed in pleasure she fixed the zombie with a sultry smile. “Mmm, cum for me, cum for your mistress.” She said with a throaty moan, the cock aimed at her face, mouth open.

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

The zombie between Anya's legs never stopped, never changed his pace. Once he knew that his mistress was cumming, he continued fingering her pussy, his fingers sliding in and out of her wet hole that was now slick with her juices. Even through his dulled zombie senses, he could taste her as he licked her clit, sense her power from between her thighs. He pushed his fingers deep into her, driving her orgams to even greater heights.

As his partner sent Anya into orgasmic bliss, the second zombie cradled her head in his hands, one hand holding a fistful of her red hair, forcing his cock into her mouth. When she came and demanded that he cum for her, he knew it would not be hard to do so. The energy she gave off with her orgasm stimulated the dark energy within him, empowered him further and for a brief moment, took away the loss of being dead. With her hand a blur over his tumescent cock, he felt her lips pressed against it, begging for his undead seed.

With a low moan, the zombie came and a fountain of undead, cold cum shot across Anya's face, splattering onto her perfect white skin. More squirted into her mouth, open and ready to taste his accursed seed. Through the enhanced nature of his being, his load was slightly more than it once was when alive and as his heavy balls emptied his load across the face and mouth of his mistress, he sighed and let her pleasure him, a fountain of unholy semen shooting into her waiting mouth her reward.

 

[Discordia]

It had been so long since Anya had felt the pleasure of a man making her orgasm. Until now she hadn’t realised quite how much she had been craving it. Her body writhed and spasmed with sheer pleasure, all logical thought momentarily cast aside. And then her attention was on the throbbing cock in her mouth, even as the first zombie continued to piston his fingers into her quivering pussy.

Kissing and licking the tip of the cock, Anya begged for his cum, wanted to feel his undead load on her face and in her mouth. Her hand stroked him faster and faster, her eyes fixed on the cock, mouth open and tongue out. Finally she got her reward. Cold, undead cum finally splattered over her face, covering her cheeks, dripping from her lips as even more pumped into her mouth. She moaned around his cock, swallowing his cum as she licked the throbbing shaft clean. All being well, his heavy balls should have several more for her, his capacity amplified by her magic. She made a mental note for her next experiments to see about the warmth and taste of the cum. Finally she pulled her lips from the cock and ordered the first zombie to stop pleasuring her.

Disentangling from the zombie between her thighs, the young necromancer rolled over and climbed to her hands and knees. She looked up at the zombie whose cum still covered parts of her face. “Get behind me and put that cock to good use in my ass.” she said with a wicked grin, before looking back to the first zombie. “And you, bring that thick cock of yours round to my mouth.”

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

The zombies were quick to comply with their master's wish. They were slow but compliant, existing only to serve the desires of the necromancer. Empowered by her dark magic, exhaustion and fatigue were unknown. Within seconds of spurting his load across the face of his mistress, the long cocked zombie was ready to go again, his member rising once more to a rigid state.

The other zombie had lingered for a moment, devouring the cum juices of the necromancer before she pushed away from him, assuming her new position, ready to be violated by her undead minions. His cock was rigid and ready to penetrate her and he took his place near her head, his girthy length hanging heavy in front of her face.

The other climbed behind her and aimed his dick at the puckered entrance to her ass. She had not mentioned lubrication and so he did not bother, thrusting forwards and pressing his turgid member against her tight asshole.

 

[Discordia]

Anya couldn't help but grin as she watched the long cock rise to hardness once again. It seemed her creative use of magic was paying off. As he disappeared behind her she watched the other zombied move in fron of her, his shorter but thicker cock presented to her. She grinned and opened her mouth, eagerly wrapping her lips around the hard shaft. Swirling her tongue around it she bobbed back and forther, purring and moaning as she pleasured the undead minion in front of her. And then something started pushing into her ass.

Anya's eyes snapped open in surprise before she realised her mistake. She had been so caught up in her lust, in her fantasies and what she planned to do with her zombies that she had misspoke and ordered him to start fuckinng her ass. She pulled her mouth from the zombie in fron of her and corrected herself before the zombie behind her pushed too deep.

"Let's get you lubed up a bit first, shall we." She said, reaching back and grabbing his cock. She guided it so that the head was pressing into her moist pussy. Then she noticed a jar of clear lubricant on the bedisde table. "As you fuck my pussy, use that lube and start preparing my ass with a finger." SHe commanded before turning her attention to the cock in front of her. She licked the length of it a few times before looking up at the zombie. "And you, why don't you have some fun with my mouth, maybe fuck my face, pull my hair?" She purred.

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

The zombies were slow to respond but they did what they were told. The one behind her groaned in response, withdrawing his dick from where he was trying to push it into her tight pucker. Instead, he watched as she dropped it to her pussy where he pushed his way forward with no finesse or gentleness. His swollen cock popped past her maidenhead with ease and his lengthy member slid inside of Anya. The zombie groaned to experience her warmth, feeling her moistness around his cold shaft. An ache within his chest seemed to dull from the act of being joined with his mistress' warmth and he began to move slowly, his hips rocking as his lengthy member plunged in and out of her.

At the other end, the darker skinned zombie with the broader cock was making sure that he followed his mistress' instructions to the letter. Taking hold of her head and grasping handfuls of her luscious hair, he pushed his girthy cock inside of her mouth, plunging deep into her. The zombies lacked no real technique or style yet and therefore were surprisingly brutal. She had ordered him to fuck her face and so that is what he did.

The zombie's hips bucked back and forth as he roughly shoved his cock into her mouth, the width of it stretching her lips and filling her with his rotten member. Although shorter, it was still enough to reach the back of her throat and pressed deeper, risking choking her. The zombie would pause for a moment before ramming it back in, back and forth like a machine, his swollen member fucking her face like it was a second pussy.

 

[Discordia]

Anya whimpered with pleasures as the cock slid inside her, pushing deep with no finesse. She could feel the throbbing undead memeber sliding back and forth insde her warm, quivering walls. The young necromancer's pussy seemed to moisten with every thrust. She purred and moaned with pleasure, her back arched and her nipples rock hard even as she wrapped her lips around the shaft in front of her. Bobbing back and forth, Anya used a mixture of hand and mouth to pleasure the zombie in front of her, his cock filling her mouth and muffling her moans of pleasure.

Anya loved the way the zombie grabbed her head, grabbing handfuls of her long red hair, his cock sliding deeper inside her. She was pleasantly surprised with the way his cock forcefully pushed deeper. When the undead minion paused she looked up at him and moaned, as if to tell him it was okay, to fuck her face. And he certainly did, his thick cock causing Anya to gag slightly, tears starting to stream down her face.

Anya allowed the zombies to continue fucking her as they were, content to let them thrust in and out from both ends, spitroating her. As bpth cocks slid deep with every thrust, she could feel her pleasure building, reaching slowly for another orgasm. Her moans and cries of pleasure were growing louder with every thrust of the longer cock in her pussy, spearing deep inside her.

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

Both of the zombies thrusted unrelentingly. The undead never tire and so they did not slow down, or stop or adjust their position. Thanks to the strange enchantment upon them, their eternal hunger was sated by being next to human flesh, preferably inside. And so the warm openings of the young necromancer were exactly where they wanted to be. They both pounded into her body, a tool from both ends, hammering at her as if they could stuff more of their undead organs into her.

The zombie at Anya's head could hear her moans and kept fucking her mouth with unbridled passion. He had been told to fuck her mouth and he intended to do as instructed. Holding fistfuls of her hair with each hand, he pulled her face towards him at the same time as thrusting his thick organ between her lips, the tip of it pressing into her throat. His bulbous head filled her mouth, sliding between her lips at a rapid pace.

Behind her, the second zombie pounded into her pussy, his long dick pressing hard into her. Although not as broad as his undead kin, his member was still enough to stretch her nether lips around his organ, the smooth velvet head deep inside of her, violating her sex with every thrust. As instructed, he had taken some of the lubricant from the side of her bed and was working it around her asshole. Once lubed, he began to poke the finger into her pucker as she bounced on his rigid dick.

 

[Discordia]

Anya’s zombie’s might have lacked the passion of a living lover, but they more than made up for it with their roughness and eagerness to follow commands. Tears streamed down the young necromancer’s face, her womanhood gushing as the two rock hard shafts violated her from either end. Blissful pleasure radiated from between her legs, eliciting more and more muffled moans from the young woman as the zombie’s cock pounded her, slamming deep. While the cock wasn’t big enough to stretch her too much, she could feel it sliding deep. Every thrust pressed against her cervix, touching her deeper than she had been touched in a long time.

The combined sensations were slowly building up, becoming more than the young woman was used to. As her tight entrance was impaled over and over, tears streamed down her face as her face was fucked just as hard as her pussy. As the tip of the zombie’s cock pressed into her throat the young woman gagged but she didn’t let up. Instead, as he slid deeper she also bobbed her head forward so that the entirety of his length was in her throat and her nose pressed against his stomach.

However Anya was finally pushed over the edge when the zombie behind her began to probe her tight asshole. She felt the cold lubricant being smeared all over and around her rear entrance, quickly followed by the zombie’s finger, slowly pushing into her, even as the zombie continued thrusting into her pussy. She writhed between the two of them, the sensation of all three holes being filled, both her pussy and ass being pleasured even as her mouth was used became too much. The young woman orgasmed for the second time. Her back arched and her toes curled as pleasure washed over her entire being. The rest of the world faded away from her senses. She managed to pull herself off of the zombie cock in front of her, despite the grip he had on her hair. And then she screamed her pleasure for all to hear. “Yes, yes yes, finger my ass, fuck my pussy!” She cried, desperate for the pleasure to continue. Wrapping a hand around the cock in front of her, she aimed it at her face, looking up at the zombie with a naughty look. “I think it’s your turn now,” She paused to moan incoherently, “c-cum all over my face, cover you mistress with your undead seed!”

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

The zombie behind Anya pounded into her furiously, his hips swaying back and forth in a continuous rhythm as his lengthy cock filled her hungry pussy. The zombie knew pleasure and every moment it kept its stiff cock inside of his mistress, it was a relief from the torment of the undead. His heavy, full balls swung beneath him as his undead cock pounded into Anya with a strength that only the undead could achieve. His finger plunged in and out of his mistress' willing ass, poking her and stretching her tight sphincter.

As the one behind ploughed into the young necromancer with his lengthy dick, the one at the front was truly stretching her lips with the massive girth of his thick cock. With her lips locked around the monster, he could feel her sucking him so hard, it was a surprise that bits of him weren't falling off. Fortunately, Anya's talented skills prevented any kind of decay and so his stiff organ slipped in and out of her mouth easily and repeatedly.

Although the zombies could not feel pleasure like the living, they existed to serve their mistress, her every command had to be obeyed. Both of them were surgine to their own version of an orgasm and so when she demanded that the one in her mouth cum over her face, it did not take much to make it happen. The thick, dark cock in her hand throbbed and ached, huge and ready to obey. The zombie's balls swelled at her word and as she held it, a large, potent load surged its way through its undead body and thundered towards the end of its cock, so much that it made his swollen member grow momentarily larger.

With a deep groan, the zombie came, hard. A torrent of thick, undead seed exploded from the tip, spattering all over Anya's face in a flood of zombie cum. The orgasm was neither focused nor controlled and so it flew everywhere, large quantities of the creature's undead semen spurting into Anya's hair, face and mouth. Some even landed on her ear and nose where it dripped off in thin streams as the zombie emptied its balls across her pretty face.

 

[Discordia]

Anya felt the undead cock in her hand throb and swell as the cold undead seed surged along it’s length. Moments later the very same seed covered her face, dripping from her nose, running down her cheeks and soaking into her hair. Some even dripped onto her pert breasts. The young necromancer smiled, licking up some of the cum, but leaving most on her face. Looking over her shoulder, she ordered the zombie pounding her tight pussy to stop, flashing him a cum soaked grin.

“I want to rid you.” She moaned at the zombie in front of her, her voice husky. Anya grabbed and pulled him onto the bed with her, lying him on his back before mounting him. She could feel his thick cock pressing into her wet entrance, his shaft still solid despite having just covered her face in cum. “Oh god, you’re so big.” She groaned as she lowered herself onto him. She reached behind and used a hand to keep his cock steady. Even the head felt like it was stretching her out and soon the rest of his thick shaft was buried inside her.

The young woman took a moment to adjust to his size, her pussy tight around his cock as she began sliding up and down. As she did she looked back at the other zombie. A naughty thrill shot through her body at what she was about to say. “Grab the lube and use it on your cock.” She purred. “Then I want you in my ass.”

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

The zombies obeyed the necromancer without question. On being ordered to stop, they relented and retreated from her. By the time she ordered the bigger endowed of the two to lie down, his cock had already swollen to its impressive girth once more. He lay on the bed while his mistress straddled him, her sex stretched by the width of his undead cock. Although the monster was incapable of true thought, it groaned at the feeling of her warmth embracing his dick and wondered how big an organ the necromancer could handle.

The second zombie paused while the two rearranged themselves. His long member stood proud, still glinting with the juices of his master. Reanimated by her unholy power, his cock would have stood ready until the end of time if she required. When commanded, he took the lube once more and slathered it across his member before positioning himself behind her. As her ass sank onto the body of the other zombie, he pressed the head of his cock against her tender pucker and pushed. He could feel her soft body giving way and the muscle giving way to the iron ramrod of his cock. Feeling her warmth embrace him again, the zombie steadied himself against her back and pushed, wanting to get more of him inside of her.

 

[Discordia]

The young necromancer felt a thrill run through her body as her sex was stretched by the zombie underneath her, the second zombie approaching her from behind. Finally, after so long experimenting with her magic, she was fulfilling all of her urges, all her deep dark fantasies. She could feel every inch of the shaft inside her, could feel his thickness stretching her more than she was used to. It felt good, turned her on even more. Through her connection with her undead she could feel his basic wondering thoughts as she slowly started to slide up and down his cock. Anya grinned down at him. “Keep me happy and maybe I’ll give you something bigger to find out with.” She purred.

As the second zombie pressed his lubed cock against her puckered rear entrance Anya stopped moving, giving him time to push inside. “Oh god, yes!” She cried out in a blissful mix of pleasure and pain. She felt his solid shaft pushing into her ass, inch by inch. It felt good. “Yeah, that’s it, give me all of it.” She said, urging him to push the rest of his cock inside. As it was her pussy quivered pleasurably on the edge of another orgasm. It wouldn’t take much to much her over the edge.

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

With a grunt, the zombie pushed forward, his long dick sliding up her lubed asshole easily. Having been given a direct order, he did not stop until his dead flesh pressed up against her soft buttocks, his rigid cock sunk deep into her backside. The zombie groaned, steadying himself on her back, holding her waist so that it could begin to thrust in and out, grinding his organ up into her ass and back out again, over and over as the one on the bottom resumed his thrusts. The warm flesh of his master felt so good that he could not help but groan in pleasure as he fucked her ass.

Below her, the larger dicked one squirmed as the necromancer writhed on top of him. Her soft pussy felt so good, so tight around him that even though he had only just cum, the urge to fill up his young master was strong. As her beautiful body was suddenly filled with another cock, the zombie could sense the tightness in her as she took two members, her trained beasts eagerly piercing her holes with their monstrous cocks.

 

[Discordia]

Anya cried out in pleasure once more as the second zombie pushed deeper, his hard shaft suddenly balls deep inside her tight hole. It felt so incredibly good! Two hard cocks, hilt deeper inside her, the slightest movement caused pleasure to shoot through her body. As the zombie in her ass gripped her waist, thrusting in and out, she could feel the one below her, his hard shaft squirming inside her. She could feel his urge to fill her with his cum. “Mmm, not yet, you’ve got to earn it.” She panted with a devilish grin, moments before orgasming.

“Oh gods, oh yes.” Anya cried out, sudden overwhelming pleasure shooting through her body. She could feel her holes quivering around the shafts that impaled her, sliding in and out even as she moaned. Her thighs gripped the zombie underneath her, nails digging into his muscular chest as she rode out the waves of ecstatic pleasure. Time to truly test their limits. And mine. She thought. “I want you two to fuck me. Like, really fuck me! Pull my hair, spank me, do what you want to me as long as you don’t hurt me. There’s just one rule. Every time I orgasm, you guys can cum. Then and only then.” The young sorceress explained, biting her lower lip in anticipation.

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

With both their dicks up inside of their master, the two zombies needed no encouragement to begin fucking her hard. Both of them, empowered by her dark arts, immediately began to thrust into her, hard and relentlessly. Their dicks slipped in and out of her holes rapidly, neither tiring or growing less hard. Their pace was slightly out, changing moment to moment so that at one point, they would be alternating in and out of her ass and pussy, pumping into her like steam powered pistons, but after a few minutes, they would fall into unison, both undead cocks filling her at the same time, stretching her holes as they filled her.

The zombie behind her heeded her command and grabbed fistfuls of her red hair, pulling her head back as he rammed into her ass. With his weight on her, she was squeezed between both horny, undead bodies, the one beneath her thrusting his hips upwards to hammer into her pussy. The two of them started grunting with the exertion, their undead moans filling the room. They served their mistress, pounding into her young body with the strength and fervour of the undead. They understood her command, to reach their own release, they must fuck her relentlessly and make her cum, their minds set to their task. Only then could they spill their undead semen into her or anywhere else she demanded.

 

[Discordia]

It was all Anya could do to scream and moan incoherently as the two zombies began to truly fuck her. Pounding her her holes relentlessly, Anya could feel even inch of their cocks sliding in and out, over and over and over. With the zombie behind her pounding her ass and the other thrusting up into her pussy, she soon realised that it wouldn’t be long until she orgasmed. Hard and loud. She gasped as the undead minion behind her grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head back. She grinned at the pleasurable sensation that ran through her body.

Moaning lewdly, Anya could feel another orgasm fast approaching. With both zombies slamming into her with a fervour and untiring pace that no living man could keep up with, her pussy was gushing around the thick cock inside, her thighs glistening. “Oh yeah, don’t stop, don’t stop!” she cried out, writhing and shifting her hips in time with her undead lovers, allowing each thrust to slide deeper as she started to orgasm. Her holes quivered and clamped around the respective shafts as she squealed in pleasure once again. “Please don’t stop…” she panted. “The more you make me orgasm, the more you can cum.” She said, spurring the zombies on even as they were about to fill her with cum. “Use me however you want, any position.” She added.

 

[Morgan Lockheart]

Tied to their master's pleasure the zombies could feel Anya's orgasm almost as soon as she did. Their cocks hammered in and out of her holes, relentless and passionate, their bodies grinding against hers as the two of them fucked her with all their might. Unable to become weary or tired, the two of them slammed their hips into hers, their dicks sunk deeply into her. As she came, the two of them felt a momentary release as the magic that bound them filtered her orgasm to them. As per her instructions, when she came, they came too.

With inhuman groans, the two zombies came and their cocks erupted within Anya, flooding her pussy and ass with their cold, dead seed. Still pumping into her, their monstrous cocks squirted thick loads of zombie spunk inside of her, filling her holes until they overflowed. Dead cum squirted from her ass, splattering across the groin of the long dicked zombie as the one beneath her flooded her pussy with a torrent of sticky zombie semen until it dripped from her in fat dollops.

There was barely a pause as they took their dicks from her sopping holes before they were erect again, empowered by her unholy magic. The zombie that had been below her pushed her onto her back and sat astride her, plunging his thick cock into her mouth. It was thick and sticky, still tasting of her pussy and zombie cum and he began to thrust vigorously into her mouth, twisting handfuls of her hair in his fists as he fucked her face. Behind him, the longer dicked zombie rammed his cock into her still quivering pussy, stretching her legs wide so that he could sink as deep as possible into her waiting sex.

 

[Discordia]

Squirming and writhing with pleasure, Anya’s orgasm was only prolonged as her zombie lovers filled her with col cum. The sensation of their cocks, pulsing as the young necromancer’s walls were coated. was immensely pleasurable. Panting, she collapsed on top of the zombie she was riding as cum flooded her ass and pussy, overflowing. She could feel it leaking out, the sticky substance rubbing down her thighs, and out of her ass. She wasn’t done though, she needed more. More pleasure and more cum. Luckily, her zombies weren’t done either.

She gasped as her undead lovers pulled out from her and flipped her onto her back. She grinned, the analytical part of her mind marvelling at the initiative they took. Moments later and they were stuffing their cocks back inside her. eagerly, the young woman accepted the thicker cock in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, savouring the taste of her pussy mixed with zombies cum as she cleaned him off. Meanwhile she could feel her legs stretched wide and the second cock ramming into her sensitive, still quivering pussy. She continued to writhe and moan. The second cock was thinner, but it was longer and kept brushing tantalisingly close to her g-spot with every thrust. Fresh waves of pleasure washed over her as the zombies fucked pussy and mouth, eager to cum again as her dark magic maintained their stamina.