A Different Kind of Dance

The kiss started off innocently enough as Pyrrha allowed you to ease her into this new experience. Her eyes fluttered closed as your lips pulled and prodded against hers, but it was when your tongue snaked out to ask for entrance that her inhibitions came crumbling down. She surges forward to meet you in a passion rivaling her love of battle and as she throws her arms over your shoulders, you grasp her by the hips and push her backwards. She gasps out in surprise as her back is pressed against the wall, her emerald eyes half lidded as you dip to suckle on her collarbone.

"Wait wait, not..." she gasps out as she tries to stop you. "Not here. We might get caught!"

"Do you want me to stop?" you ask as you drag your tongue up her neck, making her shiver in pleasure.

"No but I-"

"Then we won't get caught," you say with finality, your words placing the arena under your protection against any peeping toms.

Before she could protest again, you seal her lips with your own, silencing her worries with a push of comfort from your mind. She melts in your embrace, her gloved hands snaking through your hair and gripping tightly. Pressing your body into hers, your hands make their way to her back, fingers fumbling over the laces of her corset and pulling them loose. The material falls forward, exposing the bountiful globes of her chest to your waiting eyes. You eagerly dip down and suck a nipple into your mouth while your hands move up to grasp her breasts, your fingers sinking into her soft flesh.

Pyrrha clenches her eyes shut and bites back a squeak of pleasure as you go to work, her body writhing in your hands. You alternate between suckling and flicking her nipple with your tongue. Every now and then, you roll her sensitive tip against your teeth, sending sparks up her spine.

"G-gently, please!" she gasps out. "They're sensitive."

"I'm sorry Pyrrha, you're just so sexy," you say into her chest. "I can't help myself!"

You barely notice her hands releasing the **** grips they held on your hair as they drop down to your pants, her fingers working quickly to get inside. A release of pressure around your waist soon follows and she reaches into your underwear for your swollen member. You let out a groan of your own as she fishes your cock out into the open, her gloved hands feeling like silk along your length as she awkwardly jacks you.

"Am I doing this right...?" she asks uncertainly.

"Oh so right, Pyr," you say with praise. "Just squeeze a bit harder and move faster."

She follows your directions exactly and after a brief adjustment of her hand, works up a steady, pleasurable rhythm. It may have been the first cock she's ever held, but you can tell right away that she was a quick learner. Your old self would probably have blown all over her thighs by now. Eager to return the favor, you drop a hand down to the hem of her skirt and bunch it up around her waist, then press your fingers into her soaking crotch. The sensation of wet cotton meets your fingertips as you rub along the pronounced lips of her pussy, eliciting a much louder moan from the champion's throat. She's practically trembling on her feet as you pleasure her through her black boyshorts, and as your caresses rise to focus solely on her clit, she suddenly bites down hard on your shoulder to keep from screaming.

"Oh Gods I'm... I'm-!" she mumbles into your shoulder.

But before she can crest over the edge, you pull your hand free which leaves her in a mixture of lust and frustration.

"How far will you let me go, Pyrrha?" you ask her with a whisper in her ear.

"How far do you want to go, Michael?" she murmurs back to you.

"I want all of you. Can you feel how hard I am? Can you feel what your touch does to me? I want to take you Pyrrha, right here and right now in this arena. I want you to feel like the magnificent woman you are."

To accentuate your point, you thrust forward and saw your dick against her clothed pussy lips. She's coming undone by not only your teasing but your lusty aura as well. You were making her feel wanted, and gods did you want her.

"Will you take responsibility for me?" she asks as she stares deep into your eyes. "I would be giving you my first time. Can I count on you to be there if... if something happens? I want you too... I want you so badly but... I promised myself my first would be for my husband, and no one else."

Her voice carries hesitance and ****, but her hands are already working her boyshorts down her hips, pausing briefly at the edge of her greaves in an awkward attempt to clear the bulky armor. It takes some effort but she eventually manages to wiggle them down to her ankles. A bit more shifting and the garments are kicked aside. You both nearly break as you grind your erection between the sweltering flesh of her now bare pussy lips, your dick becoming thoroughly slicked with her juices.

"Would you take me as your husband, Pyrrha?" you ask her as you poke and prod your head at her entrance. "Would you give yourself to a man you've just met?"

"If that man can best me..." she admits bashfully. "You came closer than anyone else and... I find you very... attractive."

That was... an unexpectedly naive thing to hear her say. You suddenly feel very grateful you were the first to see her in this position.

"But I didn't win, Pyrrha," you remind her whilst tapping the head of your cock on her clit. "It was just a draw."

She bites her bottom lip, clearly conflicted over her own promises and the heat of the moment. She was a woman who was considered unattainable by her peers, who has gone from first kiss to grinding her sex against the member of a man who matched her in combat within a matter of minutes. She could hardly think straight as her thoughts continuously looped back to this one moment she wanted desperately to indulge in, this one undeniably irresponsible act and yet, that insistent voice egging her to give in grew ever louder in her thoughts. Would it really be so bad for her to be a little selfish for once?

The seconds drag on like hours and as you're about to withdraw from her, she suddenly hikes her left leg up and around your waist. Pressing her forehead against yours, she reaches down to grasp your throbbing manhood and lines herself up on its crown. You need no further prompting and you drive into her in one, long stroke. She mashes her lips against yours, screaming into your mouth as you take her virginity, what little was left of her hymen being utterly destroyed by the intrusion. You can feel your cock head pressing snugly against her cervix, your balls resting next to her winking lips.

She squeezes down on you hard, her walls rhythmically milking you as an orgasm crashes into her. You could barely move yourself with how greedily she grasps you. It takes all your effort not to join her in that blissful agony.

"I-it's done," she stutters out. "I'm yours."

"All mine?" you ask for clarification as you lethargically drag out of her clutching heat.

"Yes! All yours!" she answers you as she pulls you back inside.

"Fuck, Pyrrha!"

You lose all semblance of self-control, drilling into her hard and deep in a furious slapping of hips. She can't keep her voice down anymore, crying out loudly and openly in an enticing aria of howls and moans. Your hands drop to her ass, grasping those muscled cheeks and lifting her up to meet you. Her legs and arms wrap around you as she holds on for dear life while you pound her into the wall, racing towards the orgasm boiling in your balls.

"Milk my dick, Pyr," you groan into her neck. "Milk every last drop of cum into your pussy."

"Oh Gods yes!" she screams. "You'll make me pregnant, Michael! Your hot, thick seed will make me a mother!"

"You're my wife now, Pyrrha!" you declare to her as your cock twitches madly. "Bear my babies as a wife should!"

"Breed me as a husband should!" she answers you as her second orgasm crashes into her.

You roar your release with her, spewing powerful waves of sperm into her clutching pussy. Over and over again you fire, packing as much cum into her narrow passage as possible with every driving thrust. You swear your vision blurs as you lose focus in the haze of ecstasy, your legs shaking from sensory overload.

"So much...! So hot...!" Pyrrha gasps with wide eyes staring down to watch your dick pulse and throb inside her.

She lunges forward and snags your lips in her teeth, causing you to wince in both pain and pleasure. She was as aggressive a lover as she was a fighter, and it turned you on to no end! Growling, you yank her off your still spurting dick and spin her around, pressing her forward into the wall while you grasp her ass with your hands. The last few, errant stray strings of white paint her shining cheeks, and you waste no time to drive back into her, rutting this Goddess on earth like a madman.

The arena is filled with the sounds of **** slaps, wanton moans, and squelching juices. You had no doubt in your mind that both her cheeks and your thighs would be bruised by morning. With one hand on her hips guiding her, your other reaches forward and takes a handful of her scarlet mane, yanking her ponytail back firmly into your thrusts. This seems to trigger her third orgasm and her back arches at an almost impossible angle. Her eyes go wide from your rough treatment but the constant spilling of her fluids tells you she's loving every minute of it.

"Gods! You're! Breaking! Me!" she cries out with every thrust.

"And you love every second of it!" you yell back.

You cum a second time, now with both hands on her delectable rear as you hold yourself as deeply inside her as possible. Unable to stay standing, both from the fatigue of your duel and this **** romp, you both collapse on the floor in a sweaty, gasping mess of tangle limbs.

"My... my legs I..." she stammers out. "I can't feel... my legs..."

"My whole body is trembling, Pyrrha," you moan into her neck. "I'm still cumming inside you. You're milking me so good."

That wasn't a lie. Your dick continued to twitch with globs of semen much like it did during your first time with Glynda as if it knew when it was time to be making babies.

"Somewhere else," she manages to say as she turns her head to look at you. "Let's not stay here, I want someplace more private."

You give her a wordless nod.