Ride him until you collapse from exhaustion

After all that sucking, you need a good hard fuck. Judging Furgus by a squeeze he can certainly provide the hard, but you're going to have to provide the fuck. You grab him by his shaft and tilt him upright, pushing him a little deeper into the floor as you do. Now he is standing straight up at just the right hight for you to throw a leg over him and lower yourself onto the hard, fleshy length of the swordcock's meat.

You grip him tightly as your drenched furrow descends, his bulging purple head parting your velvet folds as you both groan with pleasure. You sink down his shaft, filling yourself to the hilt.

"So hot and wet," moans Furgus, "You'd better take it slow-"

"Shut up!" you growl, but there is a smile on your lips as you begin to ride the sword's throbbing fuckmeat. Up and down, moving faster and faster, your big tits jiggling up and down and the muscles in your legs standing out as you move atop him. You cum quickly, shuddering, grabbing your breasts and crying out with pleasure. Your arched back pushes your shapely ass up and down on him. "Don't you cum yet. I'm not done with you."

After a momentary rest you resume your ride, legs apart, ass moving up and down as his cock stretches your slit. Your juices are pouring down his shaft and spilling over the guard. Your thighs are shaking with exertion, your muscles burning. Sweat pours down your breasts and covers your face. Your pale tits are bouncing and scattering droplets of sweat. Your chest just above your cleavage is flushed red and you can feel the heat of the arousal in your face.

You can feel another orgasm approaching. More powerful than the first. Your cunt pops with slurps up and down on the moaning and groaning length of Furgus. You lean forward, ass popping faster and faster as his meat divides your velvet trench. You can feel him swelling up.

"Almost there," you gasp, cradling your hanging, sweat-slicked tits, swinging your head and slapping your sweat-heavy hair against your back. "Don't you cum before me."

"Trying...nnn...not to!" replies Furgus.

You lean so far forward you grab your ankles, your pussy pinched between your thighs as you work you bounce on the sword. The new position tightens your grip and it's more than either you or Furgus can stand. Pleasure bursts through you, radiating not from your clit this time, but from the very depths of your sex.

Hot waves of ecstasy course over your shuddering body, your muscles clenching and releasing even as you bounce on Furgus. The sword bellows something in a language you can't understand and you actually feel the powerful impact of his first spurt of cum against your cervix. Like a tiny, wet finger has flicked your body from the inside. Your cunt continues to fire, milking and gripping his spewing spear. He fills you with a massive load and you ride it out, your pleasure slowly ebbing as you wring every drop from the jizzing javelin of your sword.

You collapse onto the bed, a sweaty mess, cum coating your thighs and pouring out of your swollen fucklips. Furgus deflates as you cradle him against your breasts and kiss the messy tip of his cock. Sleep is nearly immediate.

You are awakened by a loud cry from outside the inn. It is still dark outside but you see a strange glow through the window. Rising slowly from your bed, you part the curtain and look out upon a scene that turns your blood to ice.