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Chapter 9 by fmmd45 fmmd45

Do you?

I need to sample the goods first

"I need to sample the goods first." You say.

"Fair enough." With that, isabela sank to her knees and gave your hardening dick a few pumps to get you nice and erect. Though she lived life at sea, Isabela was a beautiful woman, specially when she rested your prick against her face.

"A big one, aren't you?" She said, kissing along your shaft. "Don't worry. I can't take it."

And take it she did, like no woman before. Even true sluts like Leliana and Vivienne didn't have the same enthusiasm for swallowing your dong like Isabela, and she had you curling your toes within seconds. There was more than skill at work, there was true passion, the pirate captain had dedicated many years to perfecting the art of sucking dick, making you blow your load far more quickly than you wanted.

"Ready to talk now?" Isabela asks after making a show of swalloing your cum, but she had underestimated the power of the throne and you are poking her cheek with your prick before she could finish talking. "I guess not. This thing is amazing!"

"You haven't seen anything..."

A devious smile on your lips, you strike a pose as the power of the throne flows from you to Isabela, intent on corrupting her into a sex puppet... to no avail. She was already as slutty as a woman could be, so you just stand in public, dong out, looking like a fool in front of the assembled crowd.

Thankfully, you had lost any sense of shame a few months ago so you just sit back down and motion her to continue. Isabela pays no mind to your little circus act, and instead pulls her magnificent tits out of her corset. She smiles proudly as your chin dropped, by far not the only one in the room, and gave them a little shake for your viewing pleasure.

Of course, there is nothing little about her rack so any movement makes the pair jiggle like jelly. She buries your cock in her cleavage, and press them together with her hands, freeing her mouth to talk.

"I like what you built... a girl like me can have some fun around here..."

"On that we agree... fuck!" You grunted in pleasure. A lesser man would've cum already to the sheer intensity at how Isabela worked her funbags around your prick, not to mention how hot she looked doing that. She was just so sexy, smiling mischievously and winking at you, that you felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins.

You wanted nothing more than to get up and fuck her ass, but there was more than simply fucking to the Blowjob Throne's gifts.

There was also power. You were in charge, and if Isabela wanted anything, she would need to work for it.

Even if it meant that you had to grip the arms of the throne tightly as the former pirate sucked on the helmet of your prick while expertly playing with your nuts at the same time, her surprisingly small and soft hands feeling wonderful.

"I don't think that I've ever met someone that could last as long as you..." Isabela said, catching her breath. Her brown skin was now covered with sweat, making her look even hotter. "Don't worry, I've still got some tricks up my sleeve."

Those tricks involved climbing the throne and taking your thick cock in her pussy, reverse-cowgirl style. That wasn't much of a trick by itself, but the control and balance she demonstraded... those were pratically magic.

The way Isabela rode you, hands behind her head holding her hair up so that you could see her tits bouncing even from behind, the way she squeezed your prick as if playing a flute had you with a white knuckle grip on the Blowjob Throne, unable to even mount a snappy comeback to her teaing words.

All you could do, in the end, was cum deep into her womb - a magic enhanced load that caught her by surpise by the sheer amount - and she reaches a magnificent peak, announcing her orgasm loudly and shaking her assets for all to see.

"That was... incredible... " Isabela says, panting hard, and leans her hot, sweaty body against yours. In the afterglow of your orgasm, this small moment of intimacy feels pretty good.

Eventually, though, your day must go on, or so your lovely ambassador tells you with a fake cough to get your attention. Isabela gently gets up, leaving you with a kiss and wink.

Did she get herself a ship?

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