Dirty talk

Redmond had spent the last few days trying to countenance the fact that he would never see Alexia again in his life. As such he had been constantly replaying his experiences in the court over and over in his mind’s eye, trying to remember what it was like to be with a woman as unbearably sexy as the blonde tit-queen was. Now she was in front of him again, large as life, he was absolutely railroaded by lust.

Her dimensions were staggering. Having seen nothing but fairly ordinary proportioned women during his walk through the streets, he was taken aback at just how huge her tits were. They exploded out of her chest and bore absolutely no relation to the svelte slenderness of her body, her trim waist and long legs.

Her massive knockers were being held together by a black leather belt. Alexia had customised it a little and was using it as an improvised boob-tube. ‘Tube’ probably wasn’t the right word for a strip of gleaming leather no more than one and a half inches thick. The buckle of the belt had the embossed design of a four-letter word made of brass on it which sat over the central part of her cleavage. The word was ‘SLUT’.

Alexia was wearing a pair of black leather fingerless gloves and was perched on a matching pair of shiny black leather six-inch stiletto heeled boots with platform soles that were just above ankle length. Her panties were also black and had three sets of very thin straps that went over her hips and presumably fastened together over her ass.

As usual Alexia had her huge blue eyes wide open and was gazing adoringly at Redmond.

‘I thought I’d never see you again.’ said Redmond, shutting the door behind him.

‘I thought you’d never fuck my brains out again,’ responded Alexia.

Redmond felt his cock stiffening for the first time in a few days. Very soon the ballooning length had tented up his trouser leg and was doing its best to tear through the fabric it.

‘Oh, you are pleased to see me,’ said Alexia approvingly. ‘Stay there. Get your dick out.’

Redmond unbuckled his belt and helped his trousers over his tumescent log. It jutted out horizontally from his body, still growing, veins slowly beginning to fatten and fill with hot blood as the tissues grew and solidified until the whole thing was a pillar the consistency of steel.

‘Looks like Riolta’s little trinket made that God-damn thing permanent after all,’ Alexia said, licking her lips, striking a pose with one hand on her hip, the other held loosely by her side and one leg crooked in front of her a little. ‘Fuck. I want to savour this moment.’

‘I should warn you, Alexia,’ Redmond said, ‘I haven’t exactly been jerking off this past few days. I’m a little backed up.’

‘I can see that honey, from the way your bull-balls are dangling halfway to your knees.’

After this statement the tip of Redmond’s dick squirted a sizeable amount of precum out that whipped out of the meaty head and smashed a god-knows-how-many years old antique crystal lamp off the table next to Alexia, shattering it into a million pieces.

‘Remind me to take them in my mouth and suck them like a fucking cock.’ Alexia added.

This statement once again prompted a splay of jizz to issue from Redmond’s dick, the thick cumtube springing up and down as a long arc sprayed high into the air over Alexia’s head.

‘And then slide them both in my tight little asshole while you lay that fat fucking pipe over my belly and titifuck me,’

‘Alexia, how long do I have to stand here?’ asked Redmond, clenching his hands.

‘Until you can’t stand it any more…’