Hard and Fast

Her cunt is unlike anything you’ve ever felt before, soft and velvety, slick and wet, hot and tight, squeezing itself around your cock like her life depends on it — which, truthfully, it does. She’s crying, pitifully, wet tears of pain coating her face, her maiden’s blood still around your cock, her most valuable asset stolen by your thick peasant cock.

“Gods…” you groan, one hand grabbing her waist, made for child-bearing, as the other reaches for her neck, squeezing that slender, haughty, royal part of her, squeezing just hard enough to keep her screams to strangled moans, and to have her eyes bulge ever so slightly.

You pull yourself almost all the way out of her, staring down at the point of connection, your cock coated in slick white and red, her cunt grasping desperately at your cock head — and then opening up again as you thrust all the way inside her once more, her eyes opening wide as her once-virgin cunt is defiled again.

You don’t let up for a moment either, slick, wet slapping and thrusting sounds filling your little hunt, slowly joined by the Queen’s whimpers of pain transforming into those of abject pleasure, as she adjusts to your size and **** — all the while, though, you feel yourself starting to throb, and need to decide where you’ll be finishing, your cock screaming for release.