To her bedchamber, naturally

She leads you up the grand staircase, along a corridor, and into a large chamber. You're not surprised to see that it has a huge bed as the centerpiece, along with numberous other bits of furniture, most so expensive that they cost more than the average house. Lyria locks the doors behind you as you step inside and casually sit down in one of the chairs.

"So," you say casually, "what are we to do in here?"

She approaches, kneels down before you, and starts to undo your belt. "Well, I was thinking first of all of a little oral enjoyment," she says, finally freeing your cock from its confines. She pauses, sliding her hand up and down your length, then adds, "Hmm, even bigger than the stories say! I'm impressed."

"Twelve inches," you say proudly, but you barely get the words out without a groan because she starts to suck you off at that moment. Her cheeks hollow out as she takes the head in her mouth, letting her tongue play against it. "Alright, after the oral enjoyment, what then?"

She lets your cock drop out of her lips, but keeps her hand jerking you off. "Hmm, well, I was thinking that then I show you some of my more private assets," she says, then licks your balls in one long languid movement. " Since you've been so good as to show me yours." She takes one testicle in her mouth and sucks softly, still giving you a handjob at the same time. You moan, both at what Lyria is doing and at the thought of her 'assets'.

"Oh, and then," she whispers, licking your balls between words, "I want you to fuck me senseless!"

She raises her head up again, then lunges for your cock, sucking on it voraciously. She's not nearly so talented as Doe at giving head, but she makes up for it somewhat with sheer energy. Her luscious, thick hair bounces around and over your thighs as she goes at it with vigour.

"Enough," you groan. "I want to fuck you."

She stands up and reaches behind her; all in a sudden rush, her dress falls to the floor, pooling at her feet, and she stands before you completely nude. You waste no time in stripping down to match, casting your sword onto the floor with all of your clothes as she waits for you on the bed, frigging herself in readiness.

You all but run to the bed and leap on top of her. She spreads her legs for you and kisses you; you only take a moment and then you push into her in one swift movement.

She's tight as fuck, and she whimpers into the kiss as your cock stretches her pussy around it. "Oh fuck!" she cries. "Oh, it's been too long..."

You start to thrust up into her, making her moan loudly. She clings to you with all her might, digging her fingernails into your back.

"Fuck yes!" Lyria groans. "Yeah, give it to me hard, Sir John! Give it to me till I scream!"

Your massive member pistons in and out of her, stretching her tight pussy around its huge girth. You go all out, slamming her cunt time and time again.

"You're such a slut, Lyria," you say to her through gritted teeth.

"Oh, I am! Yes! I'm a slut! Fuck me harder like the slut I am!"

The beautiful countess lies beneath you, moaning and panting, and you're amazed that you've managed to reduce this normally eloquent woman to the level of a common whore. She's so tight, though, that you realise that it really has been too long for her- she might be a slut right now, but she's only a slut for you and not for anybody else. This thought turns you on even more, and you pick up the pace even more.

"Mmm, yes!!! Oh fuck yes!" Lyria screams, and finally she comes, her pussy exploding with wetness. She bucks up against you as the pleasure hits her.

“Your turn now,” she pants after her orgasm has subsided. “Go on, satisfy yourself however you want.”

Hmm, you're pretty close already, so it's really just a question of whether to come in her or on her. But which is it to be? Decisions, decisions...