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Chapter 23 by dracone dracone

How Do Things Go Next?

Jonah and Molsalkisa

After giving Jonah a very large energy replenishment potion, which Jonah practically chugged, Molsalkisa started going through her materials, trying to figure out how she would like to start things. While she was doing that, and Jonah was chugging the potion, the room they were in underwent a new set of magical changes. The chamber suddenly became one massive and ornate, but not lavish, bedroom. The bed that initially manifested on the other side of the room faded away, and the area next to the two of them manifested what could only be described as a Super Queen Size Love Bed in the shape of a massive nest. The bed was adorned with what appeared to be blue, green, and sandy brown silk and/or satin sheets; the pillows were in the shape of the dino woman’s tail, and looked like they were soft but firm; the bedding seemed to be rather plush. A wall also manifested about ten feet or so, just shy of the confirmed doorway to the next chamber.

Jonah started things off by positioning himself behind Molsalkisa, making sure to position his legs so as to avoid her tail, and began fondly her notably large breasts, which weren’t as big as those of Ulnarka but still reasonably close at a casual glance, firmly and forcefully; the ceratopsian woman started to give off moans of erotic pleasure almost as soon as his hands were on her bosom in that firm and forceful way, but not in a way that potentially unpleasant. Molsalkisa knew that her people usually liked to get rough every now and then, but she hadn’t thought it would include intimate time. She wanted to start taking mental notes, but the pleasure was already making it hard to focus on anything other than intimacy at the moment. It would likely continue like that until her intimate time with Jonah was finished.

Jonah was what he thought was a few minutes into fondling Molsalkisa’s breasts when he suddenly realized how plush her ass was; her ass was fluffy and soft but seemed to have minimal firmness. While fondling her right breast with his left hand, he brought his right hand down to Molsalkisa’s left ass cheek and gripped it. Her ass was spongey, sumptuous, and just barely firm enough to support its form. It was like he was grabbing at a massive deluxe marshmallow designed to be as huggably squishy as possible while still looking like a standard marshmallow despite its size. The surprised erotic gasp from his partner told Jonah he had caught her off guard, but in a way, she seemed to enjoy it more than initially anticipated. Jonah started kneading both the breast and the butt cheek at the same time for what felt like a few minutes before switching his hand positions on what was being massaged and continuing with the swapped choices.

Molsalkisa had gotten quite a bit of enjoyment out of her bosom being gripped and later played with, but that paled in comparison to the pleasure she got from her butt being groped and fondled. She could feel a rich saturation of pleasure flooding her body, and she hadn’t even gotten to feel his penis inside her yet. She had a feeling that was about to change in her immediate future.

Jonah suddenly stopped fondling Molsalkisa, grabbed her at the waist in a firmly gentle way, and then threw her onto the bed face first. A moment later, he started pounding the ceratopsian woman in her pussy, hard. Each of his penis and hips caused his waist to slam into her plush, pillowy ass; this caused a surge of pleasure to pulse through her entire body with far more intensity than anything before. Molsalkisa knew at this moment there was no going back and had no intentions of doing so. As he pounded her from behind, it felt like a pyrotechnics display going off in her body, and her cushiony ass was the ignition point that left a pleasant tingle a brief moment before the explosions went off throughout her body.

All Molsalkisa could do was give out erotic cries; she couldn’t even bring herself to be coherent enough to utter even a single word. Words couldn’t even form in her head. For a moment, everything went blank and black at the same time, and she lost all sense of time; chances were that Jonah did as well. When she regained her senses, she was suddenly flipped face up on the bed while Jonah continued to thrust his scepter into her pussy, while also fondling her breasts. She still was unable to utter any words, only erotic sounds of enjoyment.

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After what felt like hours, the two finally completed their sexcapades. Jonah looked like he was more than a little unstable from the experience and was trying to regain his balance. Molsalkisa took a long moment to collect herself, especially her wits and other cognitive functions, before saying, “Well, that was an experience so good I somehow failed to recall most of it. Pity there wasn’t some sort of magical recording set up for us to watch later so we can just know what it is we did.”

After steadying himself and collecting his mind a bit, Jonah said, “Given the nature of this world, and especially the setup for this first chamber, I would say there probably is a room on one of the deeper levels that basically has a record every event in every single room. Or maybe I’m wrong; we’ll likely get a better picture of the dungeon’s design philosophy as we progress through its halls and chambers. Keep an eye out for potential secret and hidden doors and passageways.”

This prompted Molsalkisa to make a quick look around the room by glancing about from where she was standing, including where they were standing, and noticed the presence of sexual fluids on the floor of the chamber they were in, where Jonah had fucked everyone. There were signs of his splooge independent of the sexual fluid of his partners and pools of his fluids mixed with those of his partner; the spacing was much wider than she thought. “I think we should have done that before we even got here,” said Molsalkisa with an amused tone to her voice.”

The wall that had appeared in front of the door faded into nothing. As the two headed into the next room, Jonah said, “Now, let’s see what this place has in store for us next.”

How do Things Play Out From Here?

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