With sensual debauchery.

The word barely leaves her lips before you seal yours against hers. She squeaks in surprise and lifts her hands to grip at your shirt, caught between pushing you away and pulling you in closer. You answer the dilemma for her as you reach down with one hand and grab at her firm rear, pulling her flush against you. The gasp she makes parts her lips long enough for you to slip your tongue inside and plunder her mouth properly, her own tongue hesitantly coiling with yours, but such **** was short-lived if the stiffness of her nipples pressing through the cloth of her top were any indication. Your words held a great power of charm, but it became abundantly clear that physical contact was far more effective. Within seconds, the normally uptight Tarisian was moaning wantonly into your mouth as desire coursed through her veins. She doesn't even notice when your mental command seals the front door.

"Gods what..." she manages to say, breaking the kiss. "What are you doing to me?"

"Making you honest with yourself," you say huskily. "What's your name?"

"D-Dia!" she stutters as you shift your lips to her neck.

"Do you actually want me to stop, Dia?"

She whimpers in response, unwilling to give a straight answer but you didn't care. You already knew the answer just by her body language alone. At any rate, it was time to move on to the next step and, with both hands on her shoulders, you firmly press her backward onto the bed, making her yelp in surprise. Before she has a chance to act, you lift her legs and busy yourself with her boots, unstrapping the garments and yanking them free. You then press her legs forward ever so slightly while your hands trace down along her legs, the fabric of her pants pulled tight against her skin. Your touch has her wiggling madly in your grasp yet she makes no effort to stop you or break free.

Reaching her rear, you trace along her cheeks and slip your fingers beneath her waistband. A half-hearted grip from her own hand tries to stop you but boiling lust wins her over instead. You pull insistently and drag her pants down along with some plain, cream-colored panties, revealing the rapidly moistening womanhood within, flanked by well-trimmed curls. Her scent was intoxicating and set your member to swell with the strength of steel. Bunching her pants at her hips, you then lean forward and hungrily lap at her winking lips.

"Wait! I haven't shower- ah!" she tries to protest, only to get cut off by an insistent swath from your tongue.

You lap hungrily at her folds like a starved dog, your mind becoming a haze of pheromone induced lust as you drive Dia rapidly to a shuddering climax. She writhes and shudders in your grasp as keening wails and moans spill freely from her lips. No longer able to resist your actions, she feverishly rips at her tunic, tearing it open desperately to knead her bare breasts. Grinning from ear to ear, you momentarily let up your **** much to her immediate dismay but her worries fade away as you grip at the waistband of her pants and pull them completely free of her legs. Tossing them aside, you're free to spread eagle her creamy thighs and immediately resume your meal.

With nothing to obstruct your questing tongue, Dia's moans pitch up an octave as your tongue openly flicks against her swollen clit. She was close, dangerously so, and you knew exactly how to bring her over the edge. Shifting your position, you take your ring and middle fingers and slide the pair into her clenching canal. The initial penetration is enough to make her buck herself off the bed but it was when you curled those digits upwards into her g-spot that the flood gates abruptly came undone. She screeches her release with an unholy wail, desperately grabbing at a pillow to muffle her cries. Feminine juices spritz into your waiting mouth while well-trimmed nails grip tightly at your scalp. If not for your iron grip upon her hips, she would've thrown you free of the bed with her thrashing. Steadily you let up your attentions, allowing her a gradual fall from her orgasmic high until she was left a panting, twitching mess sprawled out upon her bed.

"F-f-fuck... I... I've never... c-cum so hard in..." she admits weakly between gasps yet finds herself unable to finish her thoughts.

In a daze, her glazed-over eyes watch you with eager anticipation as you step back to undress, revealing your chiseled form to your lover of the night. Charcoal irises flit down to your ready manhood, growing wide as she marveled at your greater-than-average size. Subconsciously her tongue flits out to lick at her lips as if wanting to taste you as you've tasted her, but you had other plans in store, plans she was quick to follow as you crawl forward on the bed to mount her. Lusty smile tugs at her lips as she spreads her legs open in invitation to you though you refrain from penetrating her just yet, instead choosing to drag your bulbous head between her lips and tapping it against her swollen clitoris.

"Tell me what you want, Dia," you tease her huskily.

"Fuck me," she growls back to you, now completely honest with her desires. "Shove that fat cock inside me and pummel me like the dirty pig you are."

"As you wish."

Unable to wrangle your own lusts under control any longer, you dip down ever so slightly and spear her womanhood with the entirety of your shaft. Dia throws her head back at the sudden intrusion, her mouth hanging open in a silent scream as her inexperienced pussy is spread apart further than ever before. You don't waste any time to let her catch her breath and immediately proceed to saw into her with long, meaningful strokes.

"Fuck you're so big!" she cries out, finding her voice. "You're hitting me so deeply!"

"You wanted this didn't you Dia," you rumble into her ear. "You wanted a real man to sate your lusts as if he was taking a street whore."

Not bothering to wait for an answer, you pick up the pace intent on driving her into another orgasm and orgasm she does. Her coiling cunt squeezes down upon you with an almost crushing **** yet it did nothing to slow your pace. Over and over again you drive into her eager body, chasing after orgasm of your own with every tap your cockhead made against her cervix. Such mounting need is given a voice of its own as you pant and gasp openly with the boiling load ready to unleash. Dia seems to notice your swelling despite her orgasmic stupor. To your delight, she reaches down to her thighs and pulls them up towards her shoulders, allowing you to drive even deeper against her in a mating press.

"Oh you dirty slut. Is that what you want? You want a complete stranger to dump his load into you?"

"Noooooooo!" she cries out shaking her head, contradicting her body's actions. "Don't do it! Don't cum in me! You'll make me pregnant!"

You wondered if she even knew what words were coming out of her mouth anymore but you didn't care. You needed to cum badly and if she really wanted you not to let loose inside her, you figured she'd push you off. With a snarl of lust, you press forward with your attack, your cock bulging with thick seed until it could no longer be contained. Pushing tightly against the tender entrance of Dia's womb, you roar with satisfaction as that first volley of potent rockets out of you. Feeling your load splash against her inner walls sends Dia into another orgasmic fit. She hungrily grinds her hips against yours, milking you for all you were worth in rhythm with your thrusting as if she wasn't pleading with you to pull out not moments before.

"You animal!" she gasps out in fake anger. "You came so much inside me! Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

You grin maniacally as you lift her left leg and pull it flush against your chest.

"Time for round two."