Fuck Sally

You were all over each within moments of reaching the bedroom. The old woman attacking you with a passion that few girls in the twenties possessed. She parted from just long enough to remove your clothes before doing the same with hers, and you were stunned by the sight of her body. She was old, yes, but there was still a tightness and a perkiness about her curves that got your heart racing.

She sank to her knees, and looked up you with a smirk. “Bigger dick than your grandpa. Aren’t I a lucky girl?”

She began to devour your cock with ****, sucking lips, her warm tongue swirling around your length and then tickling your cock head. The woman took you in further, practically gagging on your cock as her head bobbed back and forth, with a deliberate and controlled motion. You felt all the oxygen leave your body as she inhaled the full length of your cock down her warm, wet throat.

Within minutes you were ready to blow, but Sally pulled away with a gasp and winked up at you. “Not so fast, love. Can’t having you blowing your load just yet. Not before the real fun starts.”

She sat you down, something victorious and triumphant in her eyes. There was a brief purple shine again, but it only lasted a moment in what might have been a trick of the light. She used you confusion to take hold of your aching length, and with a tigress smile, sank down with a groan of delight. The tightness of her so delicious and suffocating around your dick that you couldn’t help but gasp in surprise and pleasure.

“Ooooohfuck,” she laughed, beginning to ride you. “It’s been years…fuck…decades…since I’ve had a cock this good. Fuuuhuuck,” her large and tight ass began to smack down on your lap as she impaled herself again and again, “ You’re a prodigy my boy, a prince! The true heir to Victor’s power!”

You had no idea what the fuck she was talking about, but you didn’t really care at that point. Sally was tighter and hotter than any other woman you had been with, something surely supernatural about the expert way her body gripped and caressed your dick with her internal muscles.

With a sudden surge of primal strength you flipped the old woman over onto the bed and repositioned yourself. You wanted to look at her as you plundered her depths, you wanted her to see the man who had taken her, who owned her. And as she grinned up at you, panting and groaning with lust, you felt the magic in your body burn almost supernova. Sally reached up your mouths crashed together, kissing hungrily.

Your tongues wrestled together briefly before you drew away, the ring glowing brightly on your finger and at the same time with the shift in Sally’s eyes. “That’s it, baby, she cooed. My prince…you know…I was promised to your grandfather. I was to be his bride, the Order decreed it. I missed my chance with him, but what if…”a hiss of pleasure, “fuck what if…I became yours, your woman?”

“My woman,” you repeated, drunk with lust. “Mine alone.”

She squeezed and coaxed your dick with her cunt, and then she reached out and grasped your hand and the ring on it. Her eyes surged purple and the ring grew hot on your finger. Her face twisted in joy as she found her release, and a moment later you found your own. Her legs wrapped about you, locking you in place as you emptied your balls in her ancient womb, even as dark magic surged through her being.