"Rude? You are the ones who started of rude - ah!" She moaned as suddenly Edward drove his fingers into her. The woman started panting as fingers started drilling her, faster, deeper. Her hips started bucking, her breasts bouncing... -and then it stopped. Edward pulled Naka by her hair, and started moving his fingers again - a loud moan escaped their prisoner, as she started coiling in his grip- "Yhm!" A whimper of need escaped the woman, as Edward stopped again.
Mason, slowly moved her hands over Reka's skin - teasing, touching... but staying away from more sensitive zones. Her hands moved over the sides, arms, ears, thighs... Then Reka's eye widened, as she felt not the dildo, but woman's tongue penetrating her~
The caresses, by design, don't evoke much of a reaction from her. If she keeps this teasing up, I'll have to pin her down to the bed instead. "Ah!" The thought disappears once she finally feels something worthwhile, gasping as the tongue winds through her lower lips. As an afterthought, Reka removes the bra she's been wearing, letting her large tits sway freely since Mason seems to like seeing them.
Mason's tongue slowly penetrates Reka, then wiggles inside, scratching Reka's insides, teasting them. Then Mason moved up, her breasts pushing against Reka's back. Mason massaged Reka's breasts. "Nice~" she said appreciatively. Reka felt a dildo slide inside her moisture pussy. Slowly the entire length disappeared inside Reka. "I would be gentle... but I don't suppose you would like it very much~" the motel's owner said, as she started thrusting... first slowly, with a circular motion... but soon she speed up her movements...
"Mmmm~" The gentle tonguing draws low moans from Reka. A decent start. The eager blonde is soon disappointed, however, as Mason withdraws from her. Feeling the matron's huge chest pushing into her back dulls the ache in her depths. "Haaah~ Thanks. I love--mmm~--yours too." Mason's toying with the Hun's own sensitive breasts truly distracts Reka. She arches her back as the nigh-electric feeling courses through her. Her senses occupied by Mason's hands pinching her nipples, Reka barely registers the dildo rubbing against her pussy until it enters, met by another low moan as the inches fill her. "Slow and gentle has it's place--hnn~--but right now I need it hard." As Mason increases the pace, Reka pushes her ass back into the other woman's thrusts, filling the air with loud smacking to pair with the blonde's moans. "Fuck! Yes!" After a few minutes of this intense pounding, Reka is obviously near orgasm. Her cunt constricts around the violent cock, and her moans become more akin to wails. Mason covers the tanned blonde's mouth with a hand, muffling her screams. The mortal rails her even harder, pushing her over the edge. "Fffhhk!" Reka shudders through a powerful orgasm, her legs shaking as the pleasure overtakes her. After a minute to recover, Reka turns her head to look at Mason over her shoulder. "That was fucking fantastic!" She turns around and crawls on the bed to the motel owner, not minding the sheets soaked with her fluids. "Lie down. You deserve a turn too after fucking me so well~"
Mason chuckled. "Well, I'm glad you like it~" The woman chuckled as she cupped Reka's breasts. "It was indeed enjoyable. Much better than your companion." She planted a soft kiss on Reka's neck. "Why, I'm sure that- yh!" Mason suddenly moaned, just as Reka felt a new weight added on top of her. "You were saying, dear~" Sofia chuckled. "Ah!" Mason yelped as she suddenly thrust into Reka's senstive pussy. "I'm sorry... did I interrupt you~ it's just that I wanted to mess that ass for some time..." Slap! "Uh!" Mason yelped, then started moaning, as Sofia started thrusting, her strap-on penetrating Mason's back door... but with each thrust into hotel owner, Mason thrust her dildo into Reka's pussy...
Reka turns over onto her back while Mason praises her, shivering occasionally from the aftershocks as she rotates around the dick still inside her. She grins upon seeing Sofia taking position behind the matron. "Don't let her hear you say that..." The biker's added weight presses Mason into Reka. The Hun wraps her arms tightly around Mason's back, preventing any chance of escape. "Ahh!" Still hypersensitive from her orgasm, Reka struggles to spit out her words through the ecstasy as Sofia penetrates Mason. "Getting--haa!--revenge on--gah!--me too, Sofie?" The raven-hair's red lips soon prove to be too tempting for Reka to resist. "I'll--fuuck!--help us keep quiet." She kisses aggressively, tongue invading Mason's mouth.
"You- uh - little!" Mason manages before Reka crashed her lips against hers. "Of course~" Sofia chuckled as she thrust - and Reka felt the strength of two women slamming against her hips. "You had your fun, now enjoy my payback~" She gloated as she slapped Mason's ass. As the elder woman twitched, Reka felt that slap.
Reka intertwines her tongue with Mason's, circling the muscle with her own. Keeping one arm wrapped around the pale woman, Reka lowers her other hand to Mason's empty pussy, reaching around the strap-on to rub the milf's clit, further intensifying her pleasure. She makes to sure to pinch from time to time--toying with her victim's senses through the infrequent pain too. The feeling of control over the woman fucking her excites Reka to no end, now that she doesn't have to play submissive. Reka and Mason moan into each other's mouths as the pleasure mounts for both of them. Still overly sensitive, the blonde cums first, wordlessly screaming into the other woman's lips with bliss while Sofia's hard, fast thrusts drive Mason into her.
The moans fill the room as well as the loud sounds of slapping. The smell of sex was heavy and the air was heavy from wetness... The time they were fucking, stopped mattering. Only pleasure was important... only it mattered. One climax after the other... finally, Mason collapsed on Reka, unconscious. Grinning, Sofia pushed the unconscious woman, blocking Reka's movements. The biker then slammed her strap-on into Reka's ass and started thrusting. As her body slammed against Mason's, she was effectively fucking Reka with two dildos...
Reka can't help but grin at Sofia turning the tables on her. The Hun could easily throw both of them off her, but she wants to encourage Sofia's initiative. "Haahh!" The sudden full feeling of having both her holes fucked simultaneously certainly doesn't dissuade her either. Mason's breasts rub against Reka's with each of Sofia's thrusts, the mounds sparking occasional, small jolts of joy which accompany Sofia's efforts. Nearing yet another orgasm, Reka wraps her legs around Mason's waist, grinding her cock deep into the blonde's soaking pussy. She bites the matron's neck to stifle her shrieks as she squirts all over Mason's groin. A disheveled mess, the barely conscious immortal smiles dumbly at Sofia, proud and overwhelmed. "You know...I normally prefer being on top, but that was incredible." She pats the bed next to her, indicating for the brunette to lie down. "Come on and sleep, I don't think I have another round in me."
Sofia, was panting heavily. "Damn... I thought I would warn you down..." She collapsed on top of Mason, who was on top of Reka. "I guess... I can sleep like that~" She chuckled, then yelped as the duo slid from Reka. The sweat and position made it difficult to keep in balance. The trio of tired women were soon all asleep... {If you want we can go with next morning, or a memory}
[Feel like playing Genghis Khan? If not, I can just conclude the memory in my next post. This is ~1177 by the way.] "You almost did. That was one the strongest orgasms I've ever had." She beams from under both women. She has no idea how impressive that is... I wonder if I can tell her what I am? Distracted and fatigued, she doesn't react in time to ease her partners' falls. Instead Reka rolls with them, ending up on her side with her arms still instinctively holding Mason close, both strap-ons having been yanked out of her holes. No, it's far too soon for that. She decides before sleep takes her. She dreams vividly, remembering when she first met the Ruler of All, the Genghis Khagan, Temujin Borjigin. Of course, he was a young man who had just seen his eighteenth summer at the time. He had been kidnapped in a raid by the Tayichi'ud, the clan which had readily accepted Reka as a warrior once she showed her prowess. Tasked with guarding the young Temujin once the warband returned to the nomadic village, Reka took pity on him. Normally, she wasn't one to show mercy, especially to captives, but there was something about the broad-shouldered man which reminded her of herself--a fire of rage burning within him as he stared daggers at Reka and the other Tayichi'ud.
Year 1180 The man chuckled as he looked at the boy. "Hah! You at least have some spirit." He laughed. "You will make good of it, while working." He chuckled as he turned to Reka. "Look after him, and make sure he works well." He said as he left with his guards, leaving Reka alone with the boy.
So Naka all but snarled, growled - then whimpered as the fingers penetrated her again, toyed with her nipples. She coiled, arched, shook - Spoiler: resistance 83-success but despite the duo's actions, the woman was resisting, refusing to cooperate.
Reka nods at the warband leader's orders, escorting the slave-to-be to a yurt for privacy, ostensibly to inspect him. She lets the door flap fall behind them as they enter. She instructs the young man to kneel in the center of the ger. "Keeping you alive is a mistake." Reka shakes her head, standing in front of him. "You hate us far too much to be a docile slave, and you aren't worth a ransom." She sighs. "I should just kill you, but maybe you can convince me otherwise..." There's something special about this kid. Sure, he's angry, but he's staying calm. A calculating, cunning rage. Is he smart enough to use it?
The young man glared at Reka, but followed her commands. Something made her shiver as his eyes landed on her - it was something primal, something dengorous. As he sat, he did not say anything.
He's smart enough to stay quiet instead of rising to the bait. Maybe he could be broken, but it would take Mergen's patience. "I've seen that look before," She realizes aloud. "One of such powerful, cold-burning hatred." Reka smirks. I followed the last one who bore it all the way Gaul and back. I wonder... "The question is how to use that anger. You'll want revenge on the Tayichi'ud, of course, but what about after that, hm? The last man who had that sort of rage tried to conquer the world." And would have succeeded if he didn't die in his bed. "What do you want? If you want your freedom, you will answer."
The man looked perplexed. "What kind of fool are you talking about?" He scowled. "If your raider tried to conquer the word, he sure failed." He shook his head not realising Reka was speaking about a man leaving centuries before. "Aren't what I want and what I can get two different things?" He asked. "Because I doubt you would grant me what I want."
