A Visit To Shadowvale and Matesh

We arrive at the market early and I drop Leha off with specific instructions for dinner foods. I continue on to the nondescript house of My Mistress, Matesh. She opens the door and I step in, dropping to my knees as she opens her skirt. Her alabaster skin sets off her raven haired bush, bedewed with some poor lads secretions. I lean in, taking in the scent of her cunt mixed with sperm. I push my face into her, my tongue sliding between her still swollen cunt lips, tasting her latest conquest. I lick and suck, using only my lips and tongue, for I am not allowed to touch anything else without specific permission. I can feel my energy exiting through my tongue to her clit, feeling it swell. After a suitable period of time she steps away inviting me to sit. "Tell me, how have you progressed? And why are you here?"

Laying down as she pulls my cock free of my pants, I explain my plan for the evening as well as the need for some concoction to render my guests helpless. She listens intently while sucking my growing member deep into her throat. I start to cum. The feeling so intense that I get dizzy as she empties my balls of their precious fluid. This is where she gets her power, the more cum she ingests the stronger and more depraved she becomes. She finishes, licking the sperm from her lips.

Too weak to stand, I watch her walk to her kitchen where she mixes two potions; one for me to regain my strength and one for the dinner guests. " Enjoy your dinner," she says as she bids me farewell. "Be back in two days." she adds. After a minute the elixir she's had me drink takes effect, my cock is hard inside my britches, making a formidable lump in the front, my strength replenished and my need for cunt restored, I pick up Leha and we return home.

"Were you successful in getting your sister and brother to attend, tonight." I say as we ride, her in front, me behind, my hands all over her breasts.

Lowering the bodice of her blouse to expose her breasts and give me free access she answers, "Yes Master. Both will arrive at six o'clock." With my hands caressing and pinching, she reaches behind her to fondle my manhood. We ride like this for a short while when she suggests we stop for lunch. We dismount and she lays out a blanket off the road and lifting her skirt she says " Lunch is served, Master."

I smile at the wickedness she is showing and dive into her hairy bush, stabbing my tongue into her surprisingly wet cunt. Matesh was right, the more I do to her, the more she wants to do to me. Sucking on her clit, I push three fingers into her depths. Gasping at the size of my fingers she opens her legs wider, begging me to stretch her out. My tongue plays with her clit, while my fingers pound noisily in and out of her willing, warm pussy. With my free hand mauling her breasts, my fingers scratching deep inside and my tongue rasping her clit, she arrives at the precipice of her orgasm. "Fuck me, Master. Fill me with your cock."

I push my pants down far enough to free my aching manhood, thrusting it into her gaping cunt, I rut like a wild animal. Biting her nipple, she moans with pleasure pain, my cock ramming against her cervix with each stroke. "So full! Make me cum. Please!" she screams. Luckily, there is no one else on the road to hear her. Her cunt muscles contract onto my cock as her orgasm washes over her in successive waves. She holds my head to her breast as it continues, slowly waning. Her warm cum, bathing my cock, brings me over the edge.

"Nnnggghh! Nnnngggghhhh! Aaaaahhhh!" I scream as i feel my cock contracting deep inside the young girl, hosing her womb with potent, virile sperm.

My hard-on does not subside, but we must get home, so, reluctantly I pull out. Leha begs to be able to suck the dregs of our union off my cock. How can I say no? She has become a **** to my cock and should be rewarded. "Does my Master wish to taste us?" she asks, her lips glossed with our juices.

"Yes, Leha, I do." but instead of sharing a kiss, I dive between her legs, licking the frothy cream from her thighs as it drools out of her overfilled cunt. Drinking my fill, I suggest we hurry home, for there is much to prepare for our evenings company.