It's time for another Good Idea/Bad Idea! [M] [Aeyt!]

[Rhindeer]

The question was quickly forgotten as Rit's lips enveloped hers, and as his tongue tasted and explored, and as his cock pressed against her, she was content to let it drop. Later, then. She could learn more about him later, but for now...

...Wait, holy shit, how big was he?

She had caught a glimpse before, but he hadn't been hard then, and even then he had been large, so she'd had some idea of what to expect (and anticipate). But as he squeezed her ass and lifted her, drawing a gasp from her lips as her drew her legs around his waist, her eyes widened as she felt him slide against her sex, throbbing and trapped flush between them. He broke the kiss and she used it as an excuse to glance between them--and she sucked in a sharp breath at the sight, brief as it was.

Sweet Inima.

It was definitely beyond what she'd taken before, and the realization made her blood burn hotter. Hopefully he knew how to use it, too.

He laid her down in a shallow pool, and Song started to lift up onto her elbows to watch him--but he had already honed in on his goal. His mouth was on her before she realized his intention, and Song arched sharply in surprise and pleasure, letting out a soft whimper, and grabbed at his hair with one hand. Oh goddess! Well, he certainly knew how to use his tongue! So many people just wanted to get straight to business. She squirmed as he sucked and licked, struggling not to clamp her thighs against his head, biting her free hand to keep quiet--she was used to having to keep quiet--and rolling her hips up against him for more.

...Okay. Maybe a year wouldn't be so bad.

[Aeytrious]

        Rit could hear Song bite into her own hand, and he reached up to stop her. His mouth broke away from her pussy long enough for him to look up at her and say, “nobody will hear you scream.” The words weren’t nearly as ominous as they could have been as her mouth was freed of her hand and his mouth found its way back to her pussy.
        Rit did know what he was doing, and he did it all for Songs pleasure. There would be time later to enjoy the taste of her, time to sate himself on her. For now he wanted only to further sink his hooks into her. So he licked and sucked in all the ways she liked best, listening to her thoughts silently urging him to be harder or faster or move up or to the left. It was the most perfect oral sex she had ever received. In very little time she was at her climax, and Rit continued on. His tongue did not stop, his fingers came to join, and he worked them to Song’s further delight. Again and again and again she came, wracking her body with spasms of pleasure. Moans and whimpers and whispered pleas that he stop escaped Song’s lips but still he continued, filling her with more pleasure than she’d ever experienced.
        When soon Song’s body was about to give out, Rit did stop. He kissed the smooth skin above her pussy, and continued up, kissing her softly as he moved all the way up to bring his mouth back to hers. He paused at her breasts gently kneading and sucking them before moving on. When his mouth was at hers, Rit kissed Song slow and soft, pulling her lips gently into his mouth to be nibbled. While he kissed her mouth he used his knees to spread her legs wide and pressed the tip of his massive cock against the opening of her dripping cunt.
        Rit reached down to grab his dick and slowly rubbed it up and down on Song’s wet slit. He slowly began to work its thick girth into her, less than an inch at a time. He was slow and gentle, and though she was dripping wet, and relaxed and ready for him, she would need to adjust to the sheer size of him. At last his cock was in her to the hilt, and he swiveled his hips, grinding his pelvis against her clit. His dick barely fit, and it pressed firmly against her vaginal wall as he rotated his hips, keeping it fully sheathed inside her.
        “Feel free to bite and claw and scream as loud as you like,” Rit said as he gently began his thrusting. “I’m going to fuck you better than you’ve ever been fucked.”

[Rhindeer]

It was like he had the tongue of a god.

It was like he knew exactly how to please her, exactly how she liked it. Each flick of his tongue, each suck and nibble, each stroke of his fingers was the perfect speed, angle, and pressure, and she found herself cresting the edge quicker than she'd ever known was possible, so suddenly it caught her off guard. There was usually a period of trial and error and learning with a new partner, but Rit? Somehow, it was like he anticipated it her every need.

Her whimpers soon grew to moans and then cries when he pushed her over that first time, so suddenly, so intensely, she hardly knew what was happening. Her back arched, her head thrown back, her every muscle tight and shuddering as she squirmed beneath him as though to escape even while craving more. And he didn't stop. She expected that he would. Usually that was just a warm-up, and now he'd fuck her--but instead he kept going.

And going.

Song knew she could come more than once. She just didn't know how many times, and it seemed Rit was keen on testing those limits.

Another release crashed over her on the tail end of the first, stealing her breath away, and that one was still going when another seized her. And another. Song grabbed at his hair, bucked her hips, begged him to stop. It was too intense, she couldn't breathe, it felt so good it almost hurt, she couldn't take anymore--but still he worked her, her moans turning to desperate sobs and pleas, her body putty beneath him.  It was too much, too much, and Inima she wanted more, wanted it to stop, wanted--

He stopped suddenly, leaving her panting breathlessly, limp and bonelessly weak. She was still trembling and sensitive, still flooded with warmth and pleasure and aching need, and when he kissed up her body she let out a shivering gasp as each little touch made goosebumps rise on her brown skin. He sucked her breasts and she arched, hands grabbing loosely onto his shoulders, heart skipping a beat in anticipation when his mouth finally covered hers and his knees forced hers open.

She felt him press against her, and she sucked in a breath, let out a little whimper of need when he began to stroke rub along her. She rocked her hips, trying to grind back against him, trying to encourage him, the teasing slide of him awakening fresh desire and curiosity--

And then he began to push inside.

She let out a soft cry and dug her nails into his back, buried her face against his shoulder. She was ready for him, but he was larger than she was used to, and there was a brief burning sting as he stretched her--but it was fleeting. He wasn't a brute; he didn't try to just jam it in, and she definitely appreciated that as her body adapted and adjusted, but she was small and he was...well...huge. She clutched him tightly, panting hot puffs of air against his skin, and shifted her hips as he rotated his own, gasping at the sheer size of him, at how she felt stretched to her limit.

Dear Inima. Was this...even going to work? She whimpered, his pelvis grinding against her clit, and her hips bucked up against him, her nails digging in deeper. There was a brief flash of uncertainty, a brief sense of mistakes were made, but then Rit began to move gently--and spoke words that sent a rush of heat straight to her groin.

She shuddered, clenching around him, and nipped at the side of his neck. "I'm not a screamer," she whispered. "Prove me wrong."

[Aeytrious]

        Rit could prove Song wrong with ease. He pulled out to the very tip of his massive cock and then slammed it in with an audible slap. Not hard enough to injure her, but hard enough to elicit an immediate yelp. Just a little taste of the screaming she was going to do for him. He returned to his gentle strokes, working on loosening Song up before he got too vigorous. Easy strokes of his big dick, deep into her tight little cunt, all the cum from her multiple orgasms helping it slide in and out with ease.
        Rit relished each stroke and the tremors they sent through Song. She was experienced with men, but he was more powerful than the gods. He was going to do things to her she had never dreamed of. At first his thrusts were long and gentle, but as Songs body adjusted to the size of him, he quickened his pace, and shortened his strokes. Eventually Rit’s thrusts were rapid fire, his pelvis slapping against Song’s with an audible slap, the water in the pool around them sloshing violently.
        Even as she moaned and gasped for breath Rit drowned Song in kisses, muffling her sounds and making it even more difficult to breathe. He wanted her filled with pleasure but also off balance. If she knew what was coming, and could anticipate it, she wouldn’t be as thrilled. That didn’t mean he wasn’t reading her mind and giving her exactly what she wanted when she had that oh yes, right there thought. That’s how he got the next two orgasms from her, slicking his cock with her cum even more.
        After those two, Rit gently lifted the limp woman into his arms. He lifted her up and down on his cock as he waded through the water, kissing her in a deep, sensuous way. He slowly approached the waterfall, and when he was close enough they could feel the spray, Rit increased the rate of their fucking. The air there was cooler and easier to breathe, pushing away the light headed feelings that had surely been pushing in at Song’s consciousness. Song’s buoyancy while Rit carried her in the water made it difficult to get very vigorous with the thrusts, but his huge member was still able to hit her in amazing places.
        Once he’d worked her to yet another orgasm, Rit carried Song out of the water to a spot with upholstered furniture. The upholstery was of some material that the water ran right off of, and the benches and chairs were all secured to the ground. Rit set Song down in the area, gave her a wonderfully deep kiss, and then told her, “get on your knees.”

[Rhindeer]

Rit wasted no time in proving her very, very wrong.

Scream she did, yelping sharply at that first hard thrust and sinking her nails into Rit's back in reflex. It was pleasure and pain combined, and for a moment Song feared he might keep that pace straight out of the gates. Which, while she liked a hard fuck, she didn't think she was quite ready for that yet! But then he was gentle--point proven--and she relaxed again, eased her grip on him and let out a shuddering breath. It was a taste of things to come, and she looked forward to that, but she appreciated his slower pace as her body adjusted to the sheer size of him. She clung to him, biting back gasps and quiet whimpers as he worked her, slow and steady, and she was passive and still at first until the initial discomfort began to fade.

When she no longer felt like he would split her in half, she began to move, rolling her hips up against him, testing the limits, moaning at the way even small angle adjustments sent spikes of pleasure through her. But just when she started to get a good rhythm, Rit changed pace and her gasps sharpened and turned to a surprised yelp, and then a cry, her body tensing and hands clawing at his back when he began to pound her, gentleness gone. But she was ready for it then, craving it, though nothing could have prepared her for the intensity of being filled so completely.

Scream she did.

She bit his shoulder, raked her nailed up his spine and left behind red welts and a little less skin. It was too much, too intense, but Inima, she didn't want him to stop, not ever. She writhed and bucked beneath him, head thrown back with ragged cries and screams, her breath coming too short, her heart beating too fast--and then Rit's mouth was on hers, swallowing her screams, stealing her air, and her head swam dizzily.

But it was that excitement, that unexpected move, that pushed her over.

Song arched sharply, crying out against his lips as her body seized and shuddered, but he didn't stop like she expected he might. Most men she'd been with didn't last this long; the more gentlemenly ones got her off first and were quick to follow. But before she knew it, still trembling from her release, another one followed as he angled his cock just right and she scratched and bit him, gasping and sobbing against his mouth, body and mind both screaming that it was too much, too intense, even as she begged for more with the rocking of her hips.

But then he stopped and lifted her, and she slumped against him as he lifted her on his cock. Spirits, how did he still have the energy? She felt light-headed, her vision starting to swim, and it was all she could do to wrap her arms around his shoulders, her legs around his waist, and let him do as he pleased as she moaned against his neck. For a moment, despite the cool water easing her dizziness, she thought she must have blacked out as the pleasure burst and stole her breath, for the next thing she knew she was whimpering against him as her body trembled, her sex clenching around him.

She was still shaking when he set her down, and he didn't have to tell her to kneel, because her legs buckled and did it for her. She stared up at him, dazed, chest heaving with panted breaths. How...how had he still not come? She wasn't complaining. Not at all. But...

She wasn't sure she could handle more.

Even though she craved it.

And she had a feeling she knew what he wanted from her now.

Lips still tingling from his kiss, body hypersensitive from her climaxes, she raised up on her knees a little more and took his cock in hand. She didn't hesitate as she slipped the tip into her mouth, arousal making her hungry for it. She wasn't about to cry uncle, not after issuing such a bold challenge to him--even if she had already lost.

[Aeytrious]

        Rit took slid his fingers into Song's hair and gently but firmly pulled her head back away his cock. He smiled at his new toy, and knew she was growing more submissive. The more he was in control of her orgasms, the more she would do anything he wanted. Rit took Song's hand in his, and with his other still wrapped in her hair, urged her to stand.
        "That's not what I meant," Rit said. He moved his hands to Song's shoulders, turning her around so she could see the padded bench they stood beside. "There will be time for you to swallow my cock later. Get on that bench on your hands and knees, and put that pussy in the air. I'm gonna fuck you like an animal." He punctuated the statement with a slap to Song's firm young ass. He'd need to fuck that later too. He had a feeling she was gonna love it.

[Rhindeer]

Song let out a small yelp when Rit pulled her up by her hair and her hand, and she nearly toppled as he turned her, still unsteady on her feet. She swayed in place, still off balance, a thrill going through her at how easily he manhandled her. She was used to rough, and rather enjoyed it. That's how those encounters usually went when she had too much to drink and found herself in a dark room, half-dressed and fucking against a wall. But there was a difference between rough and dominant, and as it turned out, Rit could be both.

She shivered at his demand, but hesitated. Hands and knees. Erk. That wasn't usually something she enjoyed--not because it didn't feel amazing, but because of her scars. The tattoos hid them well, but the illusion dissolved up close, and that was about as close as you could get. But he had to have felt them when he'd traced her tattoos, and...

Stop it, Song. Does he look like he'd care?

Or maybe the better question was did she care right now, with her sex still aching and legs still quivering?

His slap jolted her out of her thoughts and into action, breath hissing, and she climbed onto the bench and dropped to all fours. She arched her back to lift her ass, legs spread, thighs slick from more than just water. She was more than ready for him, and she watched him from over her shoulder as she reached between her legs with one hand, spreading her lips with her fingers. "Please?"

[Aeytrious]

        Rit smirked at Song's eagerness then took the half step forward needed to press his cock against her pussy. He rubbed the tip up and down, rewetting the head of his member with her cum. He slowly slid it in until it had disappeared completely into her, then gripping her ass in both hands began the gentle process of letting Song adjust to this new position. It wouldn't take nearly the time it had before. He'd already filled her with his cock, and she'd been warmed up, but in this position he could get deeper, and she'd need time to adjust to that.
        Song's ass was even more lovely at this new angle, and Rit squeezed and massaged it as he fucked her. He put a hand around his cock, gathering some of Song's cum. As Rit continued fucking her harder and faster, he used his thumb, slick with her cum, to massage her asshole. He slapped her ass with his other hand when he wasn't using it to squeeze her cheeks, his pace steadily increasing. His thrusts were coming faster and faster now, with enough force that he needed both hands gripping her cheeks, pulling her back to audibly slap against him.
        "Tell me if it's too much for you to handle."

[Rhindeer]

He didn't keep her waiting long. Song sucked in a breath when she felt Rit slide against her, trembling in anticipation, and when he finally sank in she let out a soft whimper. Inima, he felt even larger in this position, stretching and filling her until she swore she could feel him in her belly. Slowly he began to rock, and Song gripped the edge of the bench tightly as she adjusted, gasping as he stroked her from all new angles.

Soon his pace increased, and Song yelped and squeezed the bench harder just to stay upright when her limbs wanted to turn to water, and soon those yelps turned to cries and sobs of pleasure, his thrusts skirting the edge of pain--not because he was too rough, but because she wasn't used to his size. But it was too good for her to care, and she didn't mind a little pain with her pleasure--especially not when it was this mind-blowing.  Harder and faster he went, rocking her body with the force of it, sharper yelps leaving her with each slap of his hand, but it only made her hotter, only made her squeeze tighter around him.

And then when he began to massage her with his thumb...

A thrill went through her, a hot blush spreading over her body, her hips jerking in surprise as arousal mixed with shame. But far from kill the mood, it only enhanced it, and soon she was screaming hoarsely when he gripped and squeezed her to pull her into his thrusts, impossibly powerful now, hard enough that it hurt, and her shaking arms soon gave out so that she fell forward onto her elbows. Back arched, ass still raised, she sobbed her pleasure as another climax caught her off guard and bowled her over, her whole body shuddering and tensing as she clawed at the seat helplessly.

"R-Rit!" she cried, breath hitching, hardly able to speak. It was too good, too intense. Inima! How was he still going?! He was going to literally fuck her raw at this rate. But right then she didn't care.

[Aeytrious]

        Rit fucked Song hard and fast until she arrived at another bone shaking climax. This time, as her body was wracked with pleasure, Rit allowed himself to cum as well. He thrust deep into her as he filled her with his seed. There was so much that it leaked out around his thick member. When both of their orgasms were complete Rit, still erect and still filling Song's little pussy, grabbed her firmly by the hair and pulled her back toward himself. He wrapped a strong arm around Song, her tits resting on it like a shelf, holding her up as he thrust into her much more slowly. Rit moved his hand from Song's hair to her throat, and bit the back of her neck. The hand supporting her gripped and fondled her tits as he bit and sucked leaving teeth marks and hickies.
        Rit gently lifted Song up off of the bench, and off of his cock, and turned her to kneel on the floor in front of him. His seed spilled out across her thighs, and the floor. He bent and kissed her sweetly as he laced his fingers through her hair, then gently but firmly pulled her head back so she was forced to look into his eyes.
        "Now I want you to clean that cock and balls really well. If you can take the whole thing into your throat, I'll give you a beautiful necklace to match that dragon on your ear."

[Rhindeer]

Song was too caught up in the pleasure of the moment for it to click that her new husband had climaxed inside her--nor was she in any state to worry about it. He was still hard, and still thrusting inside her, so she didn't even notice he had come at all. She gasped as he grabbed her hair and pulled her back, and soon her was holding her to him as he continued to fuck her, if more gently and less frenzied, a thrill going through her as he gripped her throat and bit her neck. She cried out, grabbing at his arm--not to pull it off, but to hold on--and shuddered as he bit and sucked and marked her, and played with her breasts.

It was too much, too intense. She was starting to feel sore, but also starting to feel another climax building, the angle just right as he filled her in ways she'd never experienced--

And then he pulled her off of him and, dazed, she found herself on the floor, breathless and kneeling in front of him. His come was dripping from her, and slicking her inner thighs, but she still hadn't put the pieces together. Not when she was riding the high of pleasure, not when he was still rock hard before her.

She stared up at him, flushing darkly when he pulled her hair so she could look at him--and despite herself, she flashed him a mischievous smile.

"A real one?" she asked, and darted her tongue out to flick the tip of his cock. "Or a more...pearly one?"

[Aeytrious]

        Rit enjoyed the word play, and quirked a devious grin. "If you can avoid getting any pearls on those perfect tits of yours, I'll give you a string of opals that will make the gods jealous."

[Rhindeer]

"Opals? Truly?" Song said, perking up. Well then. Challenge accepted. Not only were opals her favorite, but they were expensive, especially the fiery ones. And if it was a gift, then it wasn't really stealing when she left with them. Plausible deniability!

"You spoil me, husband."

Sitting up on her knees, she took his cock in both hands and pressed a kiss to the tip, teasing it with the swirl of her tongue. She dipped down and dragged her tongue up along him, from base to tip, getting a feel for what she'd be working with, tasting herself on him. He was larger than anyone she'd been with, in girth as well as length, so it would be challenging. Challenging, but certainly nothing she couldn't handle, and she was definitely up to the task.

Finally, she slipped him into her mouth and dropped a hand down to cup his balls, massaging him as she bobbed on him, first just teasing the head. She pulled back until only her lips were touching him, then slipped back down, again and again, slicking him up well, moaning softly in enjoyment; the messier the better, after all, and she did enjoy messy. Her other hand worked the rest of his shaft, pumping him to the rhythm of her mouth--and then, just when she'd begun to fall into a pattern, she slipped him in deeper. She was no novice to this, and could take a cock in her throat without choking, but Rit? He fit her mouth snugly, and there and there was still much of him remaining when she had to come back up for air.

But she was hardly deterred.

Again and again she took him, alternating between teasing the glans and stroking him with her hands, and sliding him in deep, going just a little deeper every time, warming herself up, adjusting. Until, finally, that last inch vanished, and she raised her eyes to him as though for approval.

[Aeytrious]

        Rit watched his wife with great enjoyment. He listened to her thoughts, and was pleased by those as well. Song was enjoying herself. It seemed she loved sucking cock. She enjoyed being in a subservient role that simultaneously was a position of power. She loved performing and getting a good response. She was determined to be the best, but she also just loved the taste and feeling of a cock in her mouth. Rit was really going to love keeping her to play with for a very long time.
        As Song warmed up, and slowly expanded on working his cock and balls, Rit stroked her hair lovingly. He let his body feel the pleasure of her work, let the tingling chills and waves of pleasure run through him. He let his body show the proper response, shivers and goose bumps, involuntary muscle spasms and pulses in his cock. He let out small sounds of pleasure, watching Song slide her beautiful mouth up and down his cock. When she got the whole thing in her mouth and throat she looked up at him, and he smiled. He knew she could do it, he had no doubt that she'd perform her best for him.
        "I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful plaything as my wife," Rit said as he looked into Songs eyes. "Now just keep that up and drain my seed pods down that lovely throat. Don't waste a drop if you want those opals."

[Rhindeer]

Oh, she did want those opals, and judging by his positive reaction so far, Song was confident she had Rit right in the palm of her hand.

Which...well ...she did, with her hand still cupping and massaging his balls.

With a soft, muffled sound of acknowledgment, she truly went to work, no longer playing and exploring but rather pleasuring him with purpose. She began to truly work him, taking him deep again and again, her pace quicker than before. When that became too much, she used her hand, sliding it up and down his cock as she bobbed on him, pulling out nearly all the way before taking him in again. She watched him as she worked, gauging his response, his breathing, every little twitch and jerk that told her she was doing something right.

Hopefully he would be a gentleman and warn her before he came.

[Aeytrious]

        Rit was happy to let Song go to work. After the fucking he'd just delivered, it was a surprise that his wife could see straight, let alone suck his dick with such vigor. He was glad he hadn't underestimated her love of opals. It was clear to Rit that Song was not a novice, her tongue and lips pleasuring him perfectly, her hands complimenting her work. Small changes in her technique let him know she was aware of his responses, and adjusting to make improvements. He was definitely going to enjoy his time with her. Each time Song took him into her throat, her lips hiding the entirety of his shaft, a shiver ran through him. She was quite talented.
        It didn't take long for the pressure to build. Rit was getting close to climax. He'd just filled her with his seed, so his next orgasm wouldn't produce quite as much volume. That didn't make its intensity for him any less. "I'm almost there," Rit told Song. "Don't stop now, I'm gonna cum baby. I'm gonna. O- oh yeah. Here it comes." He clutched at his hair as he climaxed, saying, "there it is." Shivers wracked his body as his orgasm burst forth.

[Rhindeer]

As soon as he warned her, Song was ready. She took him in deep until he hit the back of her throat, hand still massaging his balls, and let him come down her throat. She worked him until his spasms subsided, and then she pulled back with a smug smile, swallowing it down and wiping her lips on the back of her hand. With a quick dart forward, she licked the last pearl of cum from the tip of his cock, and then sat back on her heels and peered up at him through her lashes.

"Was that to my husband's liking?"

[Aeytrious]

        It was indeed to Rit's liking. He gave Song a smug smile. He had been confident she'd be able to do it, all he needed was the right motivator. Wealth was her weakness. He'd so easily gotten what he wanted from her, and things were only just beginning. There were so many things he had planned for his enjoyment. He was going to play with her for a long time.
        Rit reached down to help his wife up from her knees. "You've earned your prize my dear," he said with a smile. "I think we should take a break to eat though. We've been exercising quite a bit." Song's legs seemed to still be quite gelatinous so Rit scooped her up in his arms. He kissed her deeply, his tongue sliding across hers, while he walked back to the water. Rit dropped down into the bath and carried Song over to a bar set in the far side of the bath. He sat with his wife in his lap, kissing the side and back of her neck, his still erect cock pressing up in the crack of her ass. Moments later trays were carried in by translucent blue silhouettes known as magic servants. On the trays were all of Song's most favorite foods and much more.
        "After we eat and rest a bit, I'm going to continue fucking you," Rit said, nipping gently at Song's ear. "There's one more place I need to put my cock and fill you up." Rit flexed his cock to punctuate his meaning, the tip perfectly pressed against Song's puckered rose bud. He whispered breathily into her ear, "I think you'll enjoy a deep fuck in that ass of yours." He then reached for a piece of battered fish, dipped it in a tangy sauce and popped it in his mouth.

[Rhindeer]

Scooped into his arms, with the promise of more fun to come (and opals!), Song kissed him back hungrily, her arms looped around Rit's neck. It was good that he carried her, because her legs were indeed too shaky to cooperate, and she was a little sore. The break was much appreciated!

How on earth was he still hard, though?

She could feel him pressing against her as they sat, and a shiver shot down her spine. No one she had ever been with had that much stamina; the men she'd been with generally needed a break in between rounds before they could go again, if they were down to go again at all. But had Rit deflated at all the entire time?

She shivered again, his lips on her neck, his hard cock wedged against her, sending tingles clear to her toes that made her squirm. He didn't seem the least bit winded, while she felt like she had just run a marathon, and the realization both excited and...intimidated her. It seemed her husband was the insatiable sort, and now she just worried about keeping up with him.

...And about, er, fertility. She would have to take extra precautions, in secret, of course. Birth control was taboo, and so their sex had been, and would be, unprotected. It was expected she could have a child from this. She didn't think he had come inside her yet? She'd swallowed his load, after all, and she hadn't realized that, indeed, he had climaxed before that.

"Thank you," she said, leaning back against him. "I didn't want you to stop, but my body has other ideas--oh!"

She startled, her heart leaping into her throat, when the food came out, carried by silhouettes. At first she only saw the shapes and motion and thought that, oh jeez, they weren't alone. But then they came closer and she saw that they were featureless.

Magic.

All of them bearing trays laden with food, some of which she had only dreamed of trying--or been able to sneak.

But before she could really take it all in, Rit spoke into her ear, and the nip and his words sent heat pooling between her legs. Her eyes widened, and she let out a soft gasp as he pressed against her ass, her face going red.

"I...oh...uh..." She hunched her shoulders, shame and excitement warring with each other. "I'm...not sure what you mean."

Of course she knew what he meant. And she had done it before, plenty. Her first few times having sex had been that way, to get around the risks of pregnancy, and she found she enjoyed it. But she didn't think she was supposed to admit that, and she was pretty sure it went against Inima's teachings. Not that she thought Inima had any business sticking her nose in her sex life, but she was just paranoid enough to believe in Her, too.

[Aeytrious]

        "The way you responded to just having my thumb massage it," Rit replied, "I can tell you'll really like my cock deep in your ass." His tongue brushed the back of Song's ear. "If it's your first time having it that way, I'll be extra gentle. Once you're used to the size of me in your ass, you'll have very intense orgasms that way." Rit reached for a piece of grilled fish next, dipping it in a different sauce. "You should eat my dear." He popped a piece of raw fish in his mouth next. "I don't think my seed will sustain you for the amount of sex you're going to have tonight." His hand idly reached up to fondle her breasts as his other hand moved food into his mouth. "I've only given you two doses. After I fill your ass with a third, I'll let you choose how I split you in two the time after that."