The Red Woman convinces Arya to take a turn

Melisandre stood, making her way over to Arya. Placing her hands on Arya’s shoulders, the older woman leaned down and pressed her lips against the young girl’s and kissed her. Arya’s eyes widened as she tasted her brother’s seed. His cum overfilled her mouth faster than she could gulp it down, spilling out and staining her clothes.

The Red Woman’s hands followed the stream of cum leaking from Ayra’s lips, moving to her clothes before quickly removing them, exposing Arya’s tiny body. Needing no further instruction, Arya moved to Jon’s body, her eyes glued to the pillar of pulsing flesh standing proudly between his legs. While some would call her form boyish, her small elfin body could only be described as graceful as she climbed up onto the stone slab that held Jon’s body and straddled him.

Her mouth hung open as she lowered herself down, his cock pushing into her tiny twat. A sound of feminine pleasure dropped from her lips, quite unlike any she had made in the last few years. As Sansa and Daenerys watched Arya sink down on Jon’s cock, they felt the heat of the room intensify and they started disrobing, practically ripping off their winter dresses. Sansa’s body was slender—her breasts were a handful of pale flesh topped by pink berries. While Arya had a curly mat of pubic hair—a result of her haphazard lifestyle—Sansa’s fire-kissed hair had been trimmed into a neat strip in the southern fashion.

As Arya finally took Jon down to his hilt, her voice escaped in a high-pitched cry. She started bouncing up and down as much as she could, though she could hardly bear to bring herself completely off of his tip. She placed her hands on his broad, muscular chest, moving faster and faster, her voice growing louder and more ****. Arya’s eyes scrunched closed as she rode the King of the North, each thrust sending a jolt of pleasure through her tiny body.

Melisandre was squatting, forgotten, nearby, still chanting as she rubbed her own sopping cunt. Her eyes rolled back in her head from the pleasure as her entire body occasionally convulsed with pleasure. Unnoticed by anyone, the hole in Jon’s chest had begun to close. The youngest Stark sister, however, did notice how Jon’s cock had started to pulse and twitch inside of her.

“Oh, Jon! Jon! Jon!” Arya cried out. “I—I—” and then she screamed as her world exploded. She felt her womb being flooded by his seed, filling her up to the brim, pushing her beyond the edge. Arya’s back arched as she came, giving one last cry of rapture.

Sansa and Dany’s eyes widened as the tiny girl squirted, spraying her juices all over Jon’s chest. She collapsed on Jon, gasping for breath.