More anal loving for Alazne

Feeling the thick business-end of his cock rub against the gaping shape of Alazne’s bunghole, Tiras looked up to see the back of her head as she stood facing the door in front of her, with much of her body hidden from view underneath the cloak that he’d borrowed her, although it was pulled up to reveal a good portion of her juicy ass.

Tiras made a decision, and took a step back, bringing his cockhead away from Alazne’s anus.

“Why?” Alazne whined, turning her head to send Tiras a pleading and confused look.

“Because I want to see the look on your sexy face when my dick goes up your ass,” Tiras informed her, reaching out and pulling her towards him, spinning her around at the same time to have her huge tits crash into his muscular chest and his rock-hard fuckpiece caught between them. While Alazne purred at his words, Tiras undid the strap keeping the cloak in place over her curvaceous body, and her purr intensified as the cloak fell to the floor.

“And I don’t want you to wear anything like that ever again,” Tiras said of the cloak, thinking back to the moment when she had freed herself off it back in the Kettle, “but skimpy, sexy outfits that show off just how utterly fucking gorgeous you are. If you don’t want to loose sight of my cock, then I don’t want to loose sight of your big, sexy tits, your juicy bubble butt or your cute, pink little pussy.”

Moaning with excitement at Tiras’ words, Alazne happily allowed him to lead her further into the hallway, the two of them inching their way towards a small, rectangular table placed in it to stand next to a chair that looked quite battered and as though its back had been cut clean off at some point to make it look more like a stool.

Tiras locked eyes with Alazne, felt his cock twitch against her stomach and tits at the way in which she was looking at him, and grabbed hold of her now completely exposed ass, digging his fingers into her buttocks to make her release a horny moan, then hoisted her up into the air.

Squealing happily, Alazne offered Tiras a wild smile as he placed her down on top of the small table, which reached from the top of her ass up to her shoulders, but quickly fell silent except for a faint groan of anticipation that flowed up out past her luscious lips when Tiras positioned the crown of his schlong against her asshole.

As he pushed his cock a little tighter against Alazne’s anus, Tiras ran his gaze down over her body, taking in her beautiful face that was already twisted into a lustful grimace, her huge, spherical knockers crowned by stiff little nipples that were pointing up at the ceiling, her pink pussy that was absolutely soaking wet with her juices and getting wetter still, then finally how the base of her full, round buttocks were pushed apart by the business-end of his cock.

“Gods you’re sexy…” Tiras breathed out.

Alazne moaned with girlish joy at the breathless compliment that Tiras had just offered her, then parted her lips to unleash an ecstatic scream when he pushed his hips forwards to sink the first few inches of his cock past her ringpiece.

Tiras’ hands found Alazne’s hips while her legs were stretched out behind him for a moment, then fell back towards the table as he thrust more of his cock in through her balloon-knot asshole, filling her up with another couple of inches of thick fuckmeat.

Grabbing hold of Alazne’s thighs, Tiras lifted her legs up and used his grip of them to pull her towards him while simultaneously forcing his hips further forwards, causing her to come sliding across the table while his cock was speared into her ass.

When her buttocks slapped against Tiras’ thighs, Alazne looked up at him with her eyes narrowed to the point of just barely being opened at all, then closed them completely and let out a desperately horny moan as the sensation of having his throbbing fuckpiece buried in her anal passage in its entirety caused her to experience another squirting orgasm that sent her clear juices splashing against the hard muscles of his belly and chest.

A while later, Alazne came down from her orgasmic high to feel herself being carried. Opening her eyes, she gasped excitedly as she realized that Tiras had pulled her off the table and was now holding her up in front of him, his hands on her ass to offer her some much-needed support while at least twelve inches of his steel-hard fuckmast remained entrenched inside her ass.

“I thought you could show me some more of your uncle’s house,” Tiras said, completely deadpan, while Alazne wrapped her legs around his waist. That she did so allowed him to focus on other things than holding her up, and he seized the opportunity to do so by pushing upwards with his arms, lifting her a few inches further up over his cock before letting her sink back down on it again.

“Fuck, Tiras…” Alazne gasped out, the voluptuous brunette trembling as she felt him release a thick, high-powered jet of precum into her bowels.

“I think the living room could be a good place to start with. Don’t you?” Tiras asked, being careful to continue to sound casual, and following up on his question by pushing Alazne far up enough on his cock that her tits were level with his face, then pulling her towards him and burying his face in her cleavage.

“Uh… uh-huh,” Alazne agreed with Tiras, finding it hard to focus when his cock was in her ass and his lips were locked around one of her erect nipples, allowing him to tease it with the tip of his tongue.

“Then tell me which way to go,” Tiras ordered Alazne with a friendly smile, after having spat her nipple out of his mouth and pulled her back down to be fully impaled on his cock once more, which meant that Alazne’s upper body was sticking out from his at somewhat of an angle, with only his hands propping up her back to keep her from collapsing.

“This… this is so much more fun than walking,” Alazne declared while her juices poured onto Tiras’ belly and his heavy, bloated ballsack as they stood in the middle of the combined staircase and coat roam that laid directly inside of the hallway.

“Mmm, want to go for another stroll round the Kettle later?” Tiras asked with a cheeky grin, pushing Alazne towards him with his left arm to allow him to reach down with his right hand to squeeze her heart-shaped booty.

“Maybe,” Alazne mumbled out, nodding her head for no particular reason and wiggling against Tiras’ much larger frame.

“Or maybe we should just stay here and I’ll spend the whole day fucking you silly?” Tiras offered Alazne as an alternative, placing both hands on her back again and treating her once more to having her ass pumped up and down on his cock.

“Yes!” Alazne cried out as a relatively short-lived orgasm rolled over her.

“Now, the living room?” Tiras asked Alazne after patiently waiting for her orgasm to run its course, and feeling the pressure in his scrotum mount ever higher while he waited.

“I would find it myself,” Tiras continued on, pushing Alazne up until her breasts were once again bulging against his face, his voice becoming slightly muffled as he added, “but something’s blocking my view.”

“Straight…” Alazne began, craning her head and looking in all directions to reorient herself after orgasm, “straight ahead!”

“Thank you,” Tiras said into Alazne’s cleavage, keeping her thrust up high like that as he walked forwards, moving blind through her uncle’s house, straight through an arced doorway and into the living room, not that he was seeing any of it.

“L-left,” Alazne stammered out, seeming to recall that there should be a small table by the left wall, next to a bookcase.

“Ow!” She cried out a few moments later, after Tiras had unwittingly carried her straight into the bookcase.

“Are you alright?” Tiras asked, extracting his face from between Alazne’s tits to glance up at her with a worried expression.

“I’m fine, it’s just my pride that’s hurt,” Alazne replied, rubbing the back of her head with her left hand while keeping her right arm slung over one of Tiras’ broad, muscular shoulders.

“There’s the table,” she quickly added, spotting the round table and realized that she’d mistaken its position by a couple of feet, “put me down on it and give your sexy slut the kind of fucking she deserves!”

“My slut?” Tiras asked, cocking one eyebrow and grinning at Alazne.

“Uh-huh,” Alazne nodded, sounding absolutely sincere while adding “I’m a slut for your cock.”

Grunting and releasing a particularly heavy blast of precum into Alazne’s bowels, Tiras hurried to carry her over to the table and placed her upon it, finding that it was tall enough that it would allow him to plough her ass without having to bend forwards or widen his stance.

“Now then, my gorgeous slut…” Tiras breathed out as Alazne smiled up at him, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. He moved her legs forwards until her thighs were touching against her toned midriff and her knees were brushing against her perfect knockers, and she reached out with her arms to clasp her fingers round the edge of the table.

Tiras inched his hips backwards, slowly extracting his cock through Alazne’s distended bunghole until only a few inches remained inside it, and then let out a dark roar as he thrust forwards, sending more than twelve inches of schlong racing in through her anus in one mighty push that had her shrieking in ecstasy up at the ceiling while girlcum came bursting out of her honeypot.

This time around, there was no need for her to tell him not to hold back, as Tiras set out right from the start to treat Alazne’s delectable bubble butt to a truly savage reaming that had her gasping for breath and trying to keep her eyes from crossing as wave after wave of girlcum exploded out from her convulsing snatch.

“Keep fucking my ass!” Alazne heard herself cry out at some point, barely even recognizing her own voice as the fast, steady manner in which Tiras was pounding her ass with fourteen-inch strokes, ever so often going all the way to bury his sixteen-inch monster beyond her anus in its entirety, had her locked in a state of continuous ecstasy.

“Oh fuck!” Alazne cried out as Tiras buried his schlong in her anal tunnel one last time, his balls slapping against her buttocks for the umpteenth time since he’d laid her down on the table. His cock was throbbing in an intense, forceful manner that was becoming increasingly familiar to her now, and as it pounded the walls of her ass, Alazne knew that there weren’t many seconds to go before it would start filling her up with warm, hot spunk.

She took a deep breath to refill her lungs with air and looked up adoringly at Tiras as he threw his head back and roared again, then was lost in another climax of her own as that first massive release of jizz was rocketed deep into her bowels.

Tiras stood perfectly still throughout his lengthy ejaculation, his hands on the underside of Alazne’s thighs and his legs twitching underneath as his cock remained hidden to the hilt beyond her widened sphincter and kept on pumping out jet after jet of viscid balljuice. As for Alazne, she was trashing about on the table, her tits rising and sinking as she drew one ragged breath after another and her honey continuing to stream and gush out of her vividly pink and glistening wet twat.

“So, what did my slut think of that?” Tiras asked after finishing his cumshot and while leaning down as far as he could without pulling out his cock from her ass.

“She loved it,” Alazne gasped out her reply while propping herself up on her elbows in a quick little loving kiss.

“Good…” Tiras kissed Alazne again, “Your uncle didn’t leave his bathroom completely destroyed or anything, did he?”

“No,” Alazne shook her head, though weakly, since she was only just regaining control over her own body after her many climaxes.

“Good,” Tiras stood up and pulled back, keeping silent so as to not interfere with the wet, resonant “SCHLOOORP!” that accompanied him pulling his cock out through Alazne’s ringpiece, “Because I’m planning to paint you from head to toe with cum.”