The moonlight was shimmering over the still lake, the last whispers of light from the previous day were still flickering in the sky as the night drew in.
They had been on the run all day, the Imperial guard had been far more efficient in tracking them than they gave them credit for. They were, usually, easily defeated, however this particular band of soldiers had just been humiliated so this probably accounted for their current motivation to chase them both down. But humiliation aside, they eventually gave up at dusk, and as they were in an unfamiliar forest at night, their self preservation prevailed.
She dropped her arrow quiver on the bank…it one arrow left. Her long, blonde hair glistened in the moonlight, as she unclipped her hair, tumbling down over her shoulders as she did so. He found her intoxicating. Beautiful but deadly at the same time. They met only a week before but already he found that he could not stop thinking about her, not least unencumbered with her armour and weaponry.
She glanced over and saw the man she was growing fond of. She enjoyed the company of men but her new companion fired a spark, which in turn started a fire within, something she hadn’t felt for a long time. His long dark hair, falling down over his bare chest hid some recent scarring from some battle he’d recently been in. He is a mercenary, on one hand an amoral killer, but on the other, a man who held no thrall to man or flag, an independent spirit. They met whilst both running the opposite direction from different foes and decided that two and against thirty presented better odds.
She started to undress…the cool water, lit by the bright moonlight, was too tempting after today’s events. She unclipped her leather cuirass, coming away in one piece, revealing her tight frame barely covered by an under-garment. She then slid out of her leather skirt, slowly took off the last layer of clothing over her head. He stood there transfixed by the naked vision of beauty in from of him.
She turned to face him, her small, pert breasts, covered by her hair. She arched her back straight and with her head slightly down, with a slight smile on her face, she made her way to the lake. He quickly dropped what was left of his battered armour to the ground and jumped into the water, no ceremonial undressing, just driven by an animalistic desire. As he surfaced from the clear lake he could see her up to her waist in the water. By now she had brushed her hair aside to show her hard nipples, the tightening of the areola, which she teased gently with a wet finger. He swam up to her. No words were exchanged, communication was entirely by instinct.
They clinched, kissed passionately, and with each passing second they were both becoming more and more aroused, she ran a hand down under the waterline and felt his thick, veiny cock, growing in her hand as she started to run her hand down the impressively large shaft, to the base and grabbed his balls. He let out a grasp. They both quickly left the water as they did so she immediately fell to her knees, his long, thick cock fully erect in front of her face.
She used the tip of her tongue and flicked it quickly side to side on the tip of his cock, as she did so she enveloped her mouth over it, then started to take in his hot, thick cock as much as she could, down to her throat as she managed to go down all the way to the base, her eyes started to water as she took all of him in. With the entire length of his cock glistening with her spit, she then started to pull on his large, hairy balls as she quickly moved her head up and down his cock.
He pulled on her hair and groaned…he loved the feel of her mouth around his cock, the sensation was incredible. He pulled her head away, knelt down and kissed her. He could taste his cock in her mouth as he did so. His hands covered her pert breasts, gently pulling at her nipples, moving his head down to her soft breasts and flicked the nipples with his tongue, a quick bite and a small gasp from her as she felt the sharp pain and pleasure from his teeth.
A lone finger made its way down to her, now slick, vulva…he could feel the heat of how much she was turned on as he got closer to her wet, tight hole. When he got to her clit he gently moved his finger across it, then back again. She let out a low groan, she wanted him insider her. Now.
But he hadn’t quite finished with her yet, the lone finger quickly darted into the aching pussy. He quickly went down between her thighs, he knew she only wanted one thing: his hard cock needs to stretch and fill her engorged cunt. So he quickly flicked his tongue across her clit which was met by loud approval, one, then two fingers entered her, then a third.
Her back was arched, she was utterly ready to be fucked. He didn’t hold back, he moved his manhood close to her molten hot pussy, pressed the tip against her wet labia and slid effortlessly into her cunt.
As he did so her eyes opened and she stared into his, the pleasure of this moment was intense, the world around them receded, their passion was their only focus to the exclusion of anything else around them, this moment was all that mattered. He slid his cock deep into her, every inch of that thick, veiny cock was enveloped by her tight, wet pussy. He started to build up a rhythm, slowly at first, then faster and faster, each movement, brought them both closer, animal grunts emanating deep from her throat, all he could think of was to empty his balls in her, to fill her utterly with his seed.
He pulled her legs over his shoulders and started to fuck her deep and fast. He cock was a jackhammer now, each deep, thrust was getting faster and faster, she groaned ‘faster’, ‘fuck me harder!’ and he obliged.
She could feel herself about to burst…the sense that the most intense orgasm was building, he felt amazing, filling her, the electric feeling from each thrust seems to touch every part of her pussy, and she couldn’t help grunting, groaning, writhing, pleading for more.
He could feel the rising sensation from deep within the base of his cock, a signal that he was about to…and with a loud groan he started to cum, hot ropes of his seed shooting in side her, she felt each one, and the sensation made her cunt contract, her sight goes black, her mind completely overridden by an intense shot of pleasure, screaming from deep within.
He collapsed next to her…both utterly spent, their lust sated, the bodies glistening with sweat after such an intense physical fucking. She turned to him, smiled, placed her head on his chest, and as she did so, a noise came from behind…
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