Without hesitation, there was a roar, a rumble and crack of lightning that heralded the Storm’s leap onto Blackstone. He had no time to catch his breath as the air around him chilled to the point that it hurt to breathe. The elemental slammed him to the misty ground. Even with his superhuman physique, the armored warrior was nearly crushed by the pounce.
The Storm began to grind herself against Blackstone. He felt a growing warmth surging from between her legs. If she were human, this would be expected – her juicy mound would be slicking and wet. Yet the Storm was a being who was a force of nature. Her sexual warmth was like the growing heat of a sun, her moisture was like an approaching rain.
Knowing the key was in satisfying the creature and surviving, the warrior lunged his head forward, burying his face in-between her large, jiggling bosom. Her electric nipples had an ozone flavor to them but the warrior sucked them all the same. They swelled and hardened in his mouth. The Storm began to moan in passion. Her wetness began to pour down his armored leg. Just when she loosened her powerful grip, the man took the opportunity.
A masterful flip and Blackstone was now atop this giant of a female entity. She made a noise of surprise and semi-displeasure. The Storm was a force that shattered houses and destroyed crops – she was not one to be dominated. Blackstone used that newness to his advantage and pushed her legs back, allowing him clear entry into her.
Blackstone removed none of his armor but the elemental felt the meaty slap of his manhood thud between her legs. She felt an arousal dripping from her in arcs of lightning, her timeless breath quickened as Blackstone held her down by the wrists and after repeatedly rubbing his cock against her mound, slid himself into her.
The Storm felt a sensation never felt. The size of the man’s cock filled her to a point that she could barely contain. This being had hurled lightning and commanded the very cold but now struggled in heated gasps to take a human’s shaft and head inside her.
He sucked her nipples, licked her breasts all while continuing to thrust.
It was not long before the armored man pulled himself out and lifted the elemental up and down onto her hands and knees. His strength was incredible for such a creature, even bore of air and mist was not unlike a thing of incredible weight as gravity pulled to her kind.
Blackstone thrust his thick cock again into the Storm’s wetness. Her halo of lighting hair crackled. Despite the raging burn of lightning leaping from her body onto his, he held her by the hips and continued to pound the entity with a fierce rhythm. It was a rumbling thunder overhead that signaled the approaching moment.
The elemental reached a crescendo and leaned back in a supernatural orgasm. Blackstone held her by the waist and endured the mighty raging storm that released as he himself reached absolute satisfaction.
As her breathing subsided, as her scream ended, in a breathless tone – if such a being did breathe – she spoke into his ears.
“Thank you, mortal…”
And with her bonds freed, the elemental was gone.
Blackstone nodded and turned from the site of supernatural appeasement and began walking towards a new adventure.
THE END
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