Aclysia (Missionary) + Surprise guest.

“Agreed.” Aclysia says and puts her arms around Ulal’s neck. For a moment they just stand there, looking into each other’s eyes. Two immortals simply taking in one moment of silence in the endless stream of busy noise. Ulal raises his metallic hand to her face and carefully lays it on the side of her head.

He leans in and she meets him halfway. Their lips open they press unto each other in a slow kiss, tongues kept to themselves, only enjoying each other’s warmth and presence. However this is not enough for the Demonmagus. The kiss grows more demanding by the moment and Aclysia is happy to oblige when she feels her partners tongue invade her mouth. What was sensual becomes sexual and Ulal happily rubs the alchemists’ ass with the hand that formerly rested on her hip.

The kiss continues, their lips parting and remerging quickly as they press against each other. Aclysia is all too aware of the bulging reaction in the Demonmagus’ pants and grinds against it. That results in Ulal’s fondling of her ass into changing to aggressive groping.

Both horny and both with the same of thought halt the kiss. Their lips only parted enough to not touch each other as Ulal whispers. “Let’s get this somewhere, where we can be more comfortable.” Aclysia nods and with a last quick kiss they change to the bedroom.

Once there Aclysia has a very easy time getting naked, after all she technically already is. The dress like exterior disappears back into her main body and leaves her porcelain white skin revealed. Ulal on the other hand as to fidget with the countless belts that keep the heavier parts of his outfit in place. With that out of the way however he joins Aclysia in the bed.

He runs his hands along her body as their lips lock in another kiss, this one hot and heavy from the start. He arrives at her breasts and fondles them with both hands, pinching the nipples, massaging them. As usual Aclysia’s reaction are only slight but Ulal does his best to get more out of them and although she remains quiet he can see the depravity in her eyes.

Aclysia rubs her crotch along his meat rod and soon Ulal is unable to hold back any longer. He breaks the kiss to position himself between her legs and is about to push in when the door flies open. “Hey, Lordy!” Alratha exclaims. “You and your quiet fucking feet!“ Ulal curses at the assassin. “What do you wa…” He is interrupted by Aclysia taking his face into her hand and forcing him to look at her.

“Concentrate.” She says to him, her eyes filled with need, “Fuck me.” Now that is something he can get behind. Alratha whistles from the sidelines as he continues to push his cock forward until the quivering lips push around him. Enveloped by wet walls Ulal continues his move forward until he is completely inside her.

“I am getting in on that.” Alratha says and peels out of her clothes. The busty raven-haired beauty quickly has freed herself of her confinements and jumps into the bed. “I hope you don’t mind the company.” Ulal muses towards Aclysia as he pulls backwards. “No.” She simply states and Ulal begins to penetrate her again.

Alratha, left out, has to simply watch and take care of herself for the moment. One hand at her breast, the other fingering herself she follows the happenings with a lustful grin. She kneels on the bed just to the right of Ulal and is quickly becoming wet.

Ulal however is concentrating on the task at hand. With long-winded movements he pushes into the wet pussy of Aclysia. The immortal, having closed her legs behind him, urges him to move faster. “I need more.” She says, her voice only a bit more heated then usual. Ulal can’t have that and picks up the pace just a little bit. “More.” Aclysia pleads again, a sliver of lust escaping her. Again, Ulal obliges her just a little bit. Aclysia gives him a stern look. “Fuck me quicker, Ulal.” She demands. ‘She is not one for these games.’ Ulal thinks with a sigh and suddenly fucks her hard and quick. He is rewarded with a sharp moan so in a sense this was all worth it.

Alratha to his side is not quite at all. Her pussy now wet and her fingers well lubricated she has moved both hands down to play with herself. Rapidly finger-fucking herself with two fingers as the other hand rubs her clit she moans excessively. Her bountiful chest rising up and down with each lust-filled breath she is taking she looks enviously at the hard cock inside Aclysia.

It seems that she is in luck however. “Alratha seems in need of cock.” Aclysia sighs and Ulal looks over to look at the flustered assassin. “Indeed she does, think you can share?” He asks with a mean grin. “Yes.” “For real? Nice.” Alratha says and leaps at the opportunity.

Positioning herself above Aclysia, their breasts pressing against each other, Alratha presents her juicy ass to Ulal. “Please, Lord.” She moans and grinds her clit along Aclysia’s. “Fuck me too.” Ulal pulls out of Aclysia and moves on level higher. Alratha groans at the penetration. Her teeth clenched she closes her eyes and let’s out a long sigh, “Oh, Saeletra yes.”

“I prefer you don’t say that name.” Aclysia says and seals her lips with a kiss. Alratha, assaulted on all fronts, could not be happier to shut up. Locked in a sloppy kiss, her cunt ravaged she continues her prayers mentally as muffled and heavy moans escape her.

Ulal can’t just forget about his other charge however. He pulls out of Alratha, who whimpers at the sudden loss, and pushes back into Aclysia. “Mhm, yes.” He hears, very quietly, as he fucks her. At this point his cock is so thoroughly lubricated, the inside of the women so incredibly wet that he has no problem whatsoever at alternating between them with rapid thrusts.

Although he started this whole action with Aclysia, Alratha is the first to orgasm. As he inserts his cock into her again she suddenly convulses, her back quivering and contorting. “In the name of everything holy, yes.” She screams as her pussy clamps down on Ulal, who has to put up all his willpower to not come then and there. He fucks her for a few more thrusts before leaving her to the Afterglow.

Back into Aclysia, with the knowledge that he won’t endure much longer, he fucks her hard, desperate to make her orgasm before he cums himself. Little does he know that he has long since succeeded. Alratha blocks his view of her face so he can’t see that Aclysia’s eyes have lost all focus, her mouth agape as she pants heavily.

Aclysia overdid it on the sensibility of her skin and now she is locked in a state of constant bliss, only her quiet nature keeps that hidden from Ulal, who now fucks her so hard that her back is arching against Alratha. The assassin calms down and can calmly analyse the situation with an insatiable smile.

“A perverted immortal, are you not?” She whispers and nibbles her earlobe. Aclysia can’t answer. Ulal on the other hand is entering his last few thrusts and Aclysia is clamping down so heavily on him that there is no turning back anyway.

His cock pulsates, his balls tighten but he is not yet ready to cum, no he is going to fuck until he has no willpower left to fight against the ever increasing urge to spread his seed inside Aclysia. A very futile fight against bodily needs but he gets a few more thrusts out of himself before finally giving in. Slamming down to the base into the immortal he empties his balls inside her.

As his sperm enters her in huge spurts Aclysia can feel her ecstasy reaching new heights as the unusual effect he magically drenched semen has on her kicks in. A drawn out, deep-pitched moan escapes her as her orgasm reaches new heights. Her whole consciousness gives under the pleasure, her toes curving upwards, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull, Alratha kissing her with after snickering quietly.

Finally Ulal’s orgasm stops and he pulls out. ‘Seems like I did it at the end.’ He thinks in ignorant bliss. “Alratha, could you get away from Aclysia?” “Nope.” Alratha answers promptly. The lady underneath her is slowly calming down and Alratha giggles as she thinks about the view Ulal is missing. ‘That’s for calling me whore all the time…although I actually don’t care much.’ She thinks. “Any reason?” Ulal asks, “She is just so cute.” Alratha moves out of the way a few moments later. “See for yourself.”

Aclysia’s eyes are closed, her face peaceful as she sleeps for the first time since her arrival, her mind having drawn a line at the stream of depravity. “That is indeed pretty adorable.” Ulal says and lies down as Alratha gets out of bed. “What was it you wanted anyway.” “That can wait; you already fucked me tonight after all.”

Ulal looks after her as she nakedly dances out of the bedroom, clothes in her arms. “Whatever that is supposed to mean again.” He mumbles as he closes his eyes.