Tell her he needs more of the “cure”

Suppressing his impatience and growing irritation, Xabar takes a deep breath and says, “I wish the same as you, my dearest. We shall wait until we can enjoy the bounty of our live on our wedding night. I would not sully or tarnish our live with momentary pleasure, even for the full cure to my affliction and the restoration of my memory!”

Gwendolyn gasps and places a hand over her mouth. “Oh, dear Xabar! How could I have forgotten? You told me your short-term memory loss could be cured by an expression of my love to you! In all this excitement, it had slipped my mind!”

“Think nothing of it,” said Xabar, stepping away and placing the back of his hand on his forehead in what he hoped would be a dramatic pose. “I will hear none of it. I shall go on to my mission, trusting I am sufficiently in my right mind to succeed and bring glory and honor to the kingdom. But if I fail, albeit a result of some small slip caused by my memory loss, I shall still go to my **** in honor, knowing I have stayed true to you to the end!”

“Oh, Xabar! No! I never even considered this could be a matter of life or **** for you! We must reconsider!”

“I will not hear a word of it, my love!” Xabar turns his back on Gwendolyn, partly for dramatic purposes and partly to disguise the grin he is having trouble suppressing. “I cannot be selfish and think of my own life — it is but a trifling thing compared to your virtue.”

“Xabar, you must think beyond me — beyond us! The success of your mission and possibly the future of Mirantia demands that you be at your absolute best! We must think of that!” As Gwendolyn speaks, she unbuttons her dress, allowing it to fall to the floor by her feet. Xabar automatically begins pulling his own clothing off as he says, “I won’t hear a word of it, my love. Do not speak of this again. We shall deny ourselves carnal pleasure until we can share it in our marital bed.” Having thrown off his shirt and pants, he steps forward to help Gwendolyn with her bra.

“I will not even allow the thought to cross my mind,” he said, slipping a hand inside the front of her panties, conforming that her body’s readiness matches her words. With both hands, he slips them off her, leaving her completely naked. Pushing this underwear off, joining her in nakedness, he says, “I have already moved on and am thinking of other things. Do not distract me again with hints of sensuality.” He pulls her body against his, feeling his cock caught between them as he grabs her ass with both hands.

Gwendolyn puts her hands on his chest and pushes him back to the bed, forcing him on his back, with his legs hanging off the edge at the knees.

Kneeling between his legs, she grabs his cock and looks up at his face. “Xabar, if you love me and if you love Mirantia, you must allow me to do this. We must not be selfish — we must think of something much bigger than ourselves!” With that, she opened her mouth again, but instead of speaking, she lowers her face on Xabar’s shaft and began to suck.

Xabar leaned his head back on the mattress and smiled. “Very well, my love. If you insist! I do this only because of my profound love for you and for my country!”

Words then lost their way to moans of approval. Gwendolyn was certainly no expert cocksucker, by any means, but what she lacked in experience, she more than made up for in enthusiasm. Xabar enjoyed the rhythmic bobbing of her mouth on his rod for a few minutes before urging her onto the bed. Laying next to her, his head at her waist, and her head at his, Xabar began to return the favor. When he touched her earlier, she was quite wet already, but now as he licked her velvety opening, she was positively dripping with liquid desire. Xabar tongued her clit repeatedly, causing Gwendolyn to moan deeply. Since his cock was well into her throat at that moment, the sensation sent a charge through his loins, and it was all he could do to keep from unloading right then and there.

Pulling out of her mouth and positioning her on her back, Xabar knelt between her legs and admired the view. Gwendolyn looked up at him with the intoxicating expression that was a combination of adoration and animal passion.

His cock throbbing, he positioned it for entry. Gwendolyn stopped him, placing one hand on his chest and one hand over her pussy.

“Are you still affected by this affliction with regard to—“ she looked embarassed, but finished, “your seed?”

Xabar looked at her, confusion in his eyes. Seeing it, she said, “When we last made love you told me the affliction that was taking your life had made you sterile, and that’s why you didn’t need to wear a condom. But now that you are almost entirely cured, is that still so? Perhaps we should be cautious.”

There are times when Xabar is all about being cautious and thinking things through. When he is naked with a beautiful woman, his penis mere inches away from her pussy, caution and thought are not even on the same map.

“Not to worry, my love,” said Xabar, gently removing her hand from between her legs. “The only way the cure will work is through direct contact, unimpeded by any barrier.”

Without waiting for a follow up question, Xabar thrust his cock forward, easily entering Gwendolyn’s tight, warm twat.

“Oh, Xabar!” she gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Oh, Geraldine!” gasped Xabar, feeling the sensation of burying his shaft all the way into her.

“Geraldine?” asked Gwendolyn, in a startled voice.

“I’m sorry.... the memory loss is increasing! We must hurry or there will be irrevocable damage!”

Only too eager to help, Gwendolyn throws herself into administering the cure to her beloved Viscount. As he drives his pelvis repeatedly downward, she matches him with upward thrusts.

Gwendolyn’s breathing comes faster and more frantic, and Xabar feels her cervical muscles contract on his cock more than once as she orgasms, attempting to stroke Xabar’s shaft I to spasm as well.

“Xabar, someone will hear us!” said Gwendolyn, calling his attention to the persistent pounding of her headboard against the wall. In a change of tactics, Gwendolyn rolls Xabar over onto his back and crawls atop him, straddling his hips.

She lowers her pussy onto his cock and begins rocking back and forth. Xabar looks up, seeing her face looking down at him through her jiggling, delectable breasts.

He reaches up with both hands to squeeze her breasts. That’s all it takes to send Gwendolyn into her most powerful orgasm yet. Without warning, Xabar feels her pussy clench around his cock, immobilizing it, as her body writhes in the power of the orgasm.

Xabar could not have pulled out if he wanted to. With a blindingly-powerful surge of pure pleasure, he released his seed inside Gwendolyn, as her pussy milked his cock, pulling every drop from within.

After a few moments of gasping and eloquent conversation such as, “Oh fuck,” and “Damn, that was amazing!” the two lovers collapsed in each other’s sweaty arms.

At that moment there was a knock on Gwendolyn’s door.