A curious thrillseeker

"You just got here, didn't 'cha?" A cheerful female voice opines as a heavy mug is set down on the table next to you. The spectacular blonde fighter you noticed earlier gives you a knowing smirk, her lilac-grey eyes glinting mischievously. You are busy chewing some of the stew, so you motion for her to sit in lieu of a more formal greeting. "Yang Xiao Long, ass-kicker and sexy idol at your service. I saw a little of your fight against those Grimm's leader. Not the most impressive thing I've ever seen, but I think you're definitely better than the other so-called soldiers I've seen around here so far."

"Freyr." You name yourself, raising a skeptical eyebrow at her casual dismissal of your skills. "I just arrived yes. The creatures you name 'Grimm' I know as 'Fell.' They recently overran my world and my people were **** to move to this world instead." You intentionally avoid verbs like 'flee' or 'escape' in describing your decision. While technically true, your pride does not allow it. Speaking of pride... "If you thought that fight was interesting, you should see what I can do in bed." Despite the ample assets threatening to spill out of her top, you lock your gaze on hers, confident and challenging at the same time. She answers with a roaring laugh and slugs back her mug before wiping the foam from her mouth with a forearm. "You're pretty easy on the eyes." She admits readily. "You've got that whole ripped warrior thing going on, and a pretty smile to go along with all that attitude. I'm not saying yes, but... you might have a chance."

An hour later...

You slam the door open and stumble through, hooking it closed with a foot without looking. Yang has her legs wrapped around your waist and is trying to devour your mouth with hers. Both of your breathing is ragged with desire and you grind the hard planes of your chest into her generous curves. Your thick fingers rhythmically knead the firm globes of her ass. She is loving the attention and tangles her fingers in your hair, deepening the kiss. Despite the hard muscles she proudly displays you effortlessly support her weight. Her back thumps into the wall and you spend several steamy minutes exploring each others bodies with soft groans and sighs. She is a firecracker, aggressive and energetic but also pleasingly responsive to your own attentions. Your top is on the floor, exposing your V-shaped torso rippling with hard-earned muscle to her delightful fingers while hers is hanging off of the door knob and your thumbs are rolling over her erect nipples ceaselessly.

You push her legs down your hips and back to the floor. Her protesting wordless tone is silenced when you hook your thumbs under the top of her shorts and panties alike, jerking them down to her knees with a single powerful tug. She steps back, a sudden absence of heat and friction as she steps out of the garments with a hypnotic, sensuous roll of the hips. She is just as blonde below as she is above, with a neatly-trimmed tuft of hair resting above an otherwise clean-shaved fold of velvet-soft flesh glistening in the candlelight. Neither of you are here to talk or engage in long awkward silences! You take her by the shoulder and hip, twisting her around and pushing her face-first against the wall. You brush her waist-length hair away, exposing the flowing lines of her back and neck and removing an obstacle between your skin and hers. At the same time, you step forward and press your body against her much smaller frame, nibbling on her ear and grinding the hot unyielding length of your erection between her luscious inner thighs. Yang's full, firm breasts are pressed into the wall and rock back and forth as she slowly writhes underneath you. Her smooth back is arched, pressing the exotic curves of her hips and ass back against you, bucking back and forth along the length of your shaft and lathering it with her womanly fluids. You snake one hand around to grab her breast, but the wall is in the way and you kind of like the idea of nailing her against it. Instead, you drop down to massage her taut stomach and damp pussy in slow, lazy, possessive circles. Her hands are up against the wall by her shoulders for support. You shift your hips forward until she is all but dangling from your cock, **** up onto her toes with a gasp. You take hold of her hips with both hands and lean forward to murmur in her ear. "I'm going in now."

You slowly pull your hips back until the tip of your penis finds her entrance, and then just as slowly and implacably push up and in against the tight walls of her tunnel, stretching and reshaping her inner places to conform to your presence. "Fuck yes! Ahh Fuck yes!" she cries, hips shifting around your pillar as she works to accommodate you. You don't stop until you've filled her completely, bottoming out and slapping your hips against her tight young ass. You wait one long breath, and then pull back and slam forward again, long forceful thrusts that rock her hard against the wall with each one. In no time at all she is breathlessly crying out under your attentions, a running commentary on your performance. "Yeah! Unh..! Right... Oh.. Right there! Fuck, so full... hitting my... Fuck yes!" Its a good thing that this room doesn't have pictures on the wall, you probably would have knocked them down by now. She gives plenty of warning to her climax, raising her voice and pushing back harder and harder against your thrusts as she drives herself to the edge and beyond. She raises up on arched feet as she clenches her hot slippery hole down around your shaft like a vise. Then her knees buckle and she convulses bodily with a triumphant cry of pure passion.

You kneel, supporting her at the waist and still rock hard within her. Yang slumps down, her knees propping her shapely juicy ass up into the air while she rests her cheek and heaving breasts against the ground, slowly coming down from her orgasm. You give her a slow ten-count, then resume a slow steady pace to a breathy "Holy shit!" You wear a satisfied smirk, as its not unusual for your women to begin with lower expectations until you teach them otherwise. You are nowhere near done, and you fully intend to wring orgasms out of her nubile little body like water from a cloth. Though you no longer have your inhuman stamina, you have the benefits of truly staggering amounts of experience and an iron control over yourself. You run a finger up and down her presented spine, causing her to arch her back like a cat, all in time to your cock rocking her back and forth across the floor. Her cries have slowly changed from the steady commentary to a more wordless expression of lust, and her pale eyes are glazed over as she is completely lost in the sensations rushing through her. She climaxes again in half the time it took her the first time, and you don't even pause as you use that as a signal to change positions once again. This time you roll her over to the side and lift one long shapely leg over your shoulder, enjoying the change of view as her plump perky breasts bounce and roll with the **** of your thrusts resonating through her young body.

She cum's a half a dozen more times before you let yourself join her, tangled in her long limbs amidst the bed sheets. She is drenched in sweat and the product of your love-making, half **** and totally out of it. You'll have to help her work on her stamina, you muse with satisfaction. You've already decided to keep her, and you seriously doubt that she will have much in the way of objection after tonight. You need followers, and you much prefer cute fuckable ones like Yang Xiao Long. You slide out of her with a soft slurping pop, releasing a small torrent of sticky fluids to slide down her creamy soft thighs unheeded. Snuggling up to her pleasure-trembling form, you drift off to sleep.