Return to Pawghalla p1: The Return (MF) (public) (outdoors) (fantasy)

A year back in the mundane world, devoid of the magical ladies of Pawghalla, of magic, and of Carly, felt like anchor on Vince’s soul. His pledge to defend justice and beauty, was solely a cute platitude in a world of grey people and grim cities. Finally, Vince snapped and took off in the night, hoping to return to his utopia.

Retracing his steps from a year ago proved ambitious, but eventually he discovered the fateful clearing where he saved those luscious ladies and slipped through the nondescript mountain crack that hid a paradise.

Suddenly, a tsunami of sunlight nearly blasted Vince off his feet. He frantically rubbed his eyes to take in the lush sight before him. The sun-splashed mountain crater with fields of grass and small thatched cabins was dotted with the usual assortment of beautiful women, dressed in brown bands around their thick curves, going about their day. While some women finished chores or laughed with friends, there were pockets of sexual activity including a naked elder leading an erotic lesson for a gaggle of girls.

One woman, practicing her squats, noticed Vince and ran over. “Vince! You’re back!” The athletic and tanned Keisha yelled, jumping into Vince’s arms and kissed him. “Wait here, I’m gonna go get Carly. She’s gonna be so happy!”

A chattering flock of Pawghalla villagers swarmed Vince as he picked out some familiar faces and bodies. His surroundings split to reveal the curvy, raven haired lustfilled beauty that danced naked through his dreams for the last year. She stopped just short and whispered, “Vince, I’ve missed you. I told everybody in the village that if you were able to return, I must have you first. What do you say?”

Vince smiled, “why else would I have come all this way?” He reached out and hooked her chest band to pull her close for a kiss. The crowd chorused cheers and encouragement as the kisses grew more frantic and breathy and tongue-filled. Girls hooted in delight as they caught the clothing flung from Carly and Vince’s mashed together bodies. Vince made to kiss down her body, but she stopped him. “You travelled all this way. Allow me to warm you up first.” Her eyes found and widened in delight at the sight of his raging cock, erect and straining for her body and enchanted at the mere memory of her enchantments.

Carly knelt in the grass before her beloved visitor. Support raining down from the masses, Carly opened her mouth wide and began to suck Vince’s cock. He moaned as her wet, soft mouth carefully pleasured him, delighting in his taste and texture. Vince looked down at his sexy Pawghalla attendant, who had slipped fingers between her thick thighs and rubbed herself lustily while her mouth picked up speed and ferocity. “I need to be inside you. Now!” Vince moaned, guiding Carly to her back.

He climbed on top of Carly’s curvy body and entered her. Carly gasped and grabbed a fistful of grass, while Vince thrust in deep, passionate strokes. He wrapped his arms around her and drove into her tight wetness and watched as her face contorted, just how he dreamed nightly, as her orgasm overtook her body.

Vince then rolled onto his back. Instinctively, Carly knew he wanted to taste his work and straddled his head, riding his face excitedly. Buried into her wet treat, Vince lapped hungrily, while Carly bent to resume her oral performance. Cheers and praise continued to circle the couple; the well-endowed warrior and the curvy villager.

Through a moan, Carly called, “it’s time, Vince. My Pawg art technique is ready for your enjoyment and your pleasure.” Vince needed no second invitation and promptly entered Carly from behind, pushing up against the soft, juicy ass that had just left his face. “Ready?” She called. “Fucking ready!” He replied, a massive grin on his face.

Starting on all fours, Carly slowly lowered her torso and arched her back more and more. The sight was incredible, her ass up, face in the grass, her pussy more open and available to explore. The feeling was next level as her Pawg arts activated. “Pound my pussy, Vince! The euphoria you seek is deep inside and only you can grab it now!” Vince ground in and thrust as savagely as he could into Carly. His pants were drowned by her shrieks of delight as her wet slit unloaded her juices.

Immediately, Vince felt transported to an elevated paradise. The village and the crowd melted away as nothing matter beyond their bodies and then only her holes and anything he felt in his hands and on his cock. He screamed her name as he flooded her with his massive pent up seed. The duo’s dueling mountainous peaks only spurred the magic to keep its hold on them.

Carly arched up, her head against his shoulders as he continued the passionate and frenetic pounding of her waiting and wanting pussy. The mess of their juices mingling and running down their legs in time for Vince to blast off inside her again.

Reality slammed back as the two collapsed into the grass together and used the last lingering bit of energy to crawl together for one last kiss before they could truly rest.

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