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Well, that's new. The dreamy thought moved across his mind as he continued to hump against her. Aveline, for her part, cried out so loudly that it even pierced the fog that enshrouded Martin's brain. She squirted juices from her quim with such force that it splattered like a tossed glass of water across Martin's legs, down the inside of his thighs, and atop his draining testes. Such overt inoculation of feminine ejaculate only further emboldened Martin's manhood, which swelled still thicker within her as he basted her insides with his spunk at an even higher rate and consistency. Jizz squirted forth from her overfull birth canal, squelching out from betwixt his pumping meat and splattering the floor with more of his own juices to mix with hers, creating an alchemist's pool of human sexuality.
"Oh my-" Aveline said, clinging to Martin's chest as her breath gutted out from her throat in short, timid breaths. Their shared experience was so intense that she could barely manage to say a word, her mouth open and her tongue hanging free as she panted like a bitch in heat. Her eyes were wide, vacant pools of blue that stared vacantly back at him, inoculated with sheer pleasure.
Martin sat up, holding her against him as he pulled her tight against him still slowly thrusting. Aveline cooed, her subconscious responding eagerly to her mate's ardent attentions. His hands circled her rear protectively, groping at her body as he felt her, all of her. She melted in his arms.
He felt that power within him stir again, and Martin knew that he was not finished. He stood up with her in his arms, despite her own height overtopping him by well over a foot. Aveline let out a startled peep as he hefted her heavier body as effortlessly as if she was the size of Krysella. Her blue eyes looked deep into Martin's, caught off guard and uncertain of what was to come next.
Martin pulled his sex free from hers, and it slopped out with a loud, wet splich as more of his overfilling cum dribbled out from her unexpectedly full snatch. He set her down, letting her stand to her knees as she looked up at him, her teeth nibbling on her lower lip. She didn't seem to know what he wanted her to do... but she seemed to know what she wanted him to do. Her legs trembled beneath her, her thick thighs shifting this way and that, as if she could not bear to be still for more than a moment.
Martin, still hard, took her head in his hands, guiding it down towards his manhood. There was so much that they still had to do.
- COMMENTS
bumblegrum5 months agoHookedonPhoenix, I’m commenting on the whole series, not just Chapter 5. You have created a wholly different world, one well worth exploring. You write with a confident ability, even though occasionally, your constructions are a trifle idiosyncratic. That does not diminish from the strength of the story, however, although, IMHO, you have stopped the series in the middle. For instance, does Martin take Krysella as his queen? If so, what happens to Yamuna? Lots of unanswered questions, so more chapters, PLEASE. In total, I will give this episode five stars, more if they were available. Thank you.
