Another attempt

Cowan didn’t know how to feel about his first heist of the night. On one hand, he hadn’t gotten caught, and had fucked one of the hottest babes he’d seen in months. On the other hand, he’d gotten nothing from the mansion before he’d been **** out. That was bad news, although not something to worry too much about. All things considered, it felt like a victory to Cowan. If he ever came back, he’d be sure to give Fiorenza the ride of a lifetime…

At the thought of Kynon’s curvy vixen of a daughter, the auburn-haired burglar’s large cock twitched inside his pants. Cowan grinned. Being well-endowed had been a boon for him both as a lover and a thief; he fondly remembered the time he’d had to stuff ten of his thirteen inches of girthy cock down the throat of one particularly loud (and sexy) woman to stop her from drawing too much attention before face fucking her into unconsciousness.

Cowan shook his head. His window on his next heist was closing fast, and he get there quick to make sure he could get in and get out without getting caught.

His next victim was one of the more powerful wizards in Tharros, supposedly sided with Trelawney from what he’d gathered. Hopefully that meant there was a lot for him to steal, because he needed to make up for his (mostly) unsuccessful first heist.

Cowan found the house he was looking for in no time at all, and, after checking to see if anyone was looking, he climbed over the wall in front of the wizard’s house. The place was two storeys tall, and it looked like there was an open window on the upper floor, so Cowan silently scaled the wall, and climbed through the window into a dark room. It took a second for his eyes to adjust but it looked like a potion room with a table in the middle with a few empty bottles on top of it along with a few gold coins. As his eyes fully adjusted, he noticed the myriad of bottles strewn about on another table off to the side, all filled with what looked like the same potion. Without hesitation, Cowan pulled a sack out and started putting the coins in before he moved over to look at the other table.

As he began putting some of those bottles into his sack, however, he heard a clinking sound nearby. Cowan turned around quickly to see the source of the noise.

In front of him was a naked woman (save for the mask she was wearing and a pair of 4 inch high heels), and a very sexy one at that. Long, tanned legs led up to supple thighs, wide hips, a pair of round, globelike asscheeks, followed by a perfectly toned midriff and the biggest tits the twenty-two year old had seen in quite some time. As his eyes ran up her neck and past her long, wavy dirty blonde hair, he could see her plump lips curl into a grin as she sized him up, the upper half of her face other than her piercing brown eyes hidden behind her mask, which had the words “Anal Queen” written on either side. Cowan gasped. Kiera had told him about Sebilia, the best thief in all of Tharros, infamous for going on missions naked spare for her signature mask.

“Hey there, stud,” Sebilia spoke up, her voice a seductive purr. “Looks like we’ve got the same mission here...unless you followed me here to fuck me senseless with that big dick of yours.” She flashed another lustful grin at Cowan as he felt his cock become rigid once more, ripping through his pants and projecting itself thirteen inches away from his body and spurting a jet of precum at her huge, round tits.

“Well, I came here to steal some stuff,” Cowan started cockily. “But if I get to fuck you, that would be a nice bonus.” His cock released another shot of precum, this one splashing onto the toned surface of Sebilia’s abdomen.

“You’re confident. Were you the man that Kiera told me about?” she asked.

“She told you about me?” Cowan said, his cock firing off another salvo of precum into Sebilia’s tits.

“She did. You’re Cowan, right? She tells me you’re good in the sack,” she said, a wicked look forming on her face. “You want to prove that, stud?”

“I’ll give you a whole new meaning of anal queen!” he shot back, removing his clothes and revealing his hard abs and chest.

“Take this.” Sebilia tossed him what looked like a gold cock ring with some symbols etched into it. “It's supposed to be enchanted.”

"Enchanted?"

"Trust me, you'll enjoy it..."

Cowan took a look at the ring before he decided to put it on. Surprisingly, the metal ring slipped on easily all the way down to the base of his cock, where he suddenly felt a jolt go through his whole body. Sebilia stared at his cock, and to her disbelief, his veiny fuckpiece began to shudder and spew precum everywhere, smacking walls, tables, and the busty burglar in front of him before it began to rumble and grow before her eyes. Cowan looked down in disbelief at his growing cock as the thick, muscular piece of fuckmeat went from big to massive, and finally stopped growing as it hit nineteen inches long.

“Fuck…” Sebilia moaned. “That’s a proper monstercock!”

Cowan grinned as he slowly approached the whorish thief. “Turn around, slut,” he growled into her ear. Sebilia obeyed, wiggling her ass at him. “I’m going to fuck your slutty ass so hard that I’ll have to carry you out of here!”

Using his powerful arms, Cowan spread her asscheeks apart, revealing her puckered balloon knot.

“Fuck me!” the megaboobed blonde moaned loudly as he teased her cinnamon ring with his enormous cock. “Shove your monstercock up my whore asshole!”

Cowan relented, grabbing Sebilia’s waist and forcing the fist-sized head of his mammoth mast through the puckered ring. “Fucking slut!” he growled, his dick inching farther and farther into the masked thief’s ass.

“You’d better not stop, you horsecocked stud!” Sebilia cried out, feeling the red-headed bandit shoot another rope of precum down her bung as her pussy began squirting relentlessly. “And when you’re done, you’d better empty those balls out for me!”

Cowan grinned. “That’s what I plan to do, you sexy minx!” At this point, his cock was halfway into her ass, and he decided to pick up the pace, forcing his thick, veiny shaft farther into Sebilia’s stretched asshole. At last, Cowan bottomed out, all nineteen inches of muscular fuckmeat buried deep within her delectable bubble butt.

“FUCK!” Sebilia screamed, her pussy shooting out girlcum and soaking his muscular legs. Cowan then took it upon himself to bring her to another level of pleasure and began thrusting in and out of her ass, his thrusts gradually becoming longer and faster as he bottomed out on each endeavour, his hard abs slamming into the spherical cheeks of her bubble butt and his bull balls slapping into her thighs. Sebilia moaned loudly as her pussy continued spraying her juices everywhere. “MONSTERCOCK!” she screamed. Her huge tits wobbled at the **** of his powerful thrusts.

Suddenly, Cowan extracted his huge fuckpiece from the blonde robber’s ass, the nineteen-inch schlong making a loud sucking noise as Sebilia vainly attempted to hold his massive dong in her severely distended cinnamon ring. Unfortunately for her, this didn’t work, and the crown of Cowan’s cock came out of Sebilia’s ass with a loud “POP”, the tip still dribbling precum.

“I’m not done yet, you fucking slut!” Cowan said triumphantly. He spun the blond bimbo around and pushed her onto her knees. “Open wide!”

Seeing Cowan’s mammoth cock in front of her face made Sebilia release yet another burst of girlcum from her drenched pussy, splattering on the floor. “Are you going to fuck my fa—” Sebilia was cut off by Cowan grabbing her head and stuffing his huge cumtube past her plump lips, into her mouth and down her throat.

“Fuck your what?” he said cheekily, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Sebilia moaned as her tongue flitted across Cowan’s dong, lifting one of her hands to fondle his rumbling bull balls. Once again, the horsecocked stud thrusted in and out of Sebilia as if he was claiming another one of her holes for himself.

“I bet you love tasting your whore ass off of my cock, you cumslut!” Cowan said. Sebilia moaned loudly around his cock as she felt his balls start to shake. Pulling his cock out of her throat, Cowan put one of his hands onto his nineteen-inch slab of fuckmeat. “Where do you want it?” he said, now holding his veiny cum-cannon with both hands.

“On my face!” Sebilia exclaimed, removing her mask and exposing the rest of her achingly hot face. Cowan stroked his cock once, and a wave of cum rocketed out of his distended pisshole, covering the area from her forehead down to her neck in a layer of his thick, white seed before the second wave came, shooting rope after rope into her wide-open mouth and covering her huge, round tits. A third wave came, and an errant rope of cum collided with a bottle on the table, knocking it off and shattering it on the floor.

“I think I missed,” Cowan said, grinning widely at Sebilia’s cum-drenched face. The voluptuous blonde scooped some of the thick, white substance off of one of her tits and into her mouth.

“Kiera wasn’t lying,” Sebilia replied. “You’re the best I’ve ever had, not to mention you taste good, too.”

“Told you so,” Cowan grinned.

Suddenly, the duo of thieves heard a loud thumping of someone approaching.

“Who’s in there? What the hell is happening in there?!” a muffled voice yelled from down a hallway.

“Shit!” Sebilia said quietly, putting her mask back on. “We’ve gotta go.”

“You don’t say?” Cowan replied. “This way!” he said, grabbing his sack and going towards the window. The redheaded thief held the sackful of potions close to him and dove out the window before the masked blonde followed suit.

Two accomplished burglars hit the ground, but somehow, no bottles were broken.

“This way, let’s go!” Sebilia said urgently. The duo took off running in the direction she had pointed. Ten minutes of nonstop running later, Sebilia gave the signal to stop in an alley.

“Where are we?” Cowan said, exhausted.

“My place,” she replied. Sebilia pushed open a door to reveal a long, dark hall that led into a large , mostly barren room lit by candles spare for a bed in the corner. “We can crash here for now.”

“We?” Cowan asked.

“What, you don’t think we’d make a good team?” Sebilia shot back. “Plus, where else can I get a fucking like that?”

“Nowhere, you slut!” Cowan replied, a grin spreading across his handsome face. “I suppose I’ll stay here, then.”

Now that they were not in danger of being caught and killed by a wizard, Cowan decided to remove the enchanted cock ring. When he finally got it off, however, something surprising happened.

Cowan stared at his huge schlong. “You said the cock ring was enchanted, right?”

“According to the priestesses,” Sebilia said, looking at her mask. She'd have to send the priestesses of Girvyn a thank you note for creating the ring.

“Don’t enchantments wear off when you lose contact with them?”

“I think so.”

“This enchantment didn’t wear off.”

Sebilia looked up and her jaw dropped. Cowan’s fuckpole hadn’t shrunk one bit; it was still a gigantic nineteen inches long. The two bandits made eye contact as lusty grins spread across their faces.

“Fuck me again, stud!” Sebilia exclaimed, pulling Cowan closer to the bed.