Consummation and Seed

"It's better this way," Lorne said. His deep voice cut through the heavy silence of the bedchamber, grounding her as she floated in the aftermath of her first climax. "The pain is less while you are in the throes of passion. When we consummate our marriage, it will feel good to you."

Rowena let out a shaky breath. "My Lord is kind," she whispered. Her chest heaved against the damp sheets. "I almost did not notice the pain for the pleasure you gave."

A low chuckle rumbled in his chest. "I will teach you to return the favor," he replied. He shifted his weight, giving her room. "You may now use your tongue on me."

Lorne lay back against the mattress. His thick penis sprang upright from the dark curls between his thighs. His balls hung heavy and full in their sack, resting against the linens. Rowena pushed herself up on her elbows. She reached out, her fingers hesitating just a fraction, and wrapped her hand around the base of his thick shaft. A bead of clear fluid gathered at the tip. The slippery drop gilded his flesh. As she stroked him, she felt the rigid muscle twitch and throb in her grip, demanding to stand even taller.

She leaned down to inspect him closer. The head was plum-shaped and cast in a dark purple hue, split at the apex where the slick moisture seeped out. Opening her mouth, she darted her tongue forward and tasted the tip. The fluid was nearly tasteless, slick and smooth against her tongue. The skin of his penis was hot and clean.

Lorne watched her nostrils flare slightly as she took his scent. He laughed, the sound warm and easy in the dim light.

"A good reason for taking frequent baths, don't you think?" he asked with a lazy smile. "I find it much more enjoyable to share myself in this way when I wash every day."

Assured by his cleanliness and the musky, masculine heat of his skin, Rowena dragged her tongue in a long, wet stripe from the base of his sizable rod all the way up over the sensitive head. Another drop of pre-cum coated her tongue. She felt the heavy flesh swell thicker within her grasp. Driven by a sudden, primal instinct, she opened her lips wider and took the head of his penis into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the wide ridge.

Lorne let out a deep groan. His hips bucked off the bed. The sound of his raw pleasure told her exactly what she needed to know. She let her mouth sink lower, swallowing more of his hard shaft. The thick vein pulsing beneath his skin slid against her inner cheek. He grew even harder inside her hot, wet mouth.

His large hand reached down and tangled in her hair. He guided her, silently urging her to take more of his cock down her throat. She pushed down, letting the thick head breach the back of her throat. A slight gag reflex kicked in. Lorne immediately eased his grip, allowing her to slide back up the length of his penis so she could take two quick, gasping breaths. But as soon as her lungs filled, the slight pressure of his hand on the back of her head, combined with another raspy groan, motivated her to dive right back down.

Rowena discovered a fierce sense of triumph in the act. She loved feeling his massive cock swell and pulse inside her mouth. His helpless sounds of pleasure fueled her confidence. As her mouth rose and fell in a steady, wet rhythm over his swollen manhood, a potent rush of power surged through her veins. She was reducing this massive, commanding warrior into a groaning mess.

She reached down with her free hand and fondled his heavy balls, rolling them gently in her palm. Lorne grabbed the sides of the bed. He thrust his hips upward with urgent, rapid jerks, meeting her mouth with demanding force. He kept his thrusts controlled enough not to choke her, but the raw need in his movements was undeniable. She felt his balls draw up tight against the base of his cock.

"Rowena... wait," he rasped, his voice strained and breaking. "I am about to cum."

Instead of pulling back, a wicked whim seized her. Rowena ignored his quick protests. She sank down as far as she could, taking his rigid cock deep into her throat.

She felt the sudden, fierce throbbing in his prick. A second later, a hot jet of semen sprayed directly against the back of her throat. Lorne unleashed a guttural shout. He continued to pump his hips, spurting thick ropes of cum into her mouth in quick, diminishing pulses. His cock jerked with every powerful surge.

The semen was salty and thick, vastly different from the slick pre-cum she had tasted earlier, but she did not mind the taste. She swallowed his heavy load with deliberate effort, taking every drop of his essence down her throat. Only a single, stray tear of white fluid escaped the corner of her lips. She wiped it away with her thumb and sucked the digit clean.

Lorne let out a long, shuddering sigh of pure satisfaction. Though his penis began to soften slightly after his intense release, he stroked her hair, encouraging her to continue her oral ministrations. She kept swirling her tongue over the sensitive head, licking the remaining saltiness from his skin. Within moments, the flesh sprang to life again, swelling thick and hard inside her mouth.

Once he was fully rigid, Lorne reached down and pulled her up by the shoulders. He claimed her lips in a deep, breathless kiss, tasting his own seed on her tongue. His large hands wandered over her naked body, gripping her waist, squeezing her heavy breasts, and stirring the embers of her own arousal once more.

When her breathing turned rapid and shallow, he shifted his weight and knelt between her spread thighs. She looked down and saw his stiff, thick cock resting right at the wet opening of her vagina.

Lorne took his time. He rubbed the broad head of his penis against her slick, swollen folds, coating himself in her dripping arousal. Then, he angled his hips and pushed inward.

He breached her tight vagina, sliding just past the head. Rowena gasped. The sensation was overwhelming. He felt incredibly thick, stretching her inner walls to their utmost limit. She felt full and spread wide open, and a jolt of panic hit her as she realized how much more of his massive length still remained outside.

Lorne trailed open-mouthed kisses down her neck, biting lightly at her collarbone before dragging his lips over the swell of her breast. He anchored his mouth over her puckered nipple and sucked hard. Rowena cried out at the sharp spark of pleasure. Taking advantage of her distraction, Lorne thrust another two inches deep into her tight, wet sheath.

The pressure inside her vagina was immense. She felt like she was going to burst apart. She glanced down, her eyes widening as she saw that he was still less than halfway inside her core.

"I can help you," he said, his voice thick with lust.

He reached down and slid his strong arms under her knees. With a smooth, powerful motion, he lifted her legs up and draped them wide over his broad shoulders. The new angle exposed her, tilting her pelvis up to meet him. Lorne leaned his heavy chest into her and drove his rigid shaft forward. He penetrated her tight vagina all the way to the root in one relentless push.

If she felt full before, now she was packed beyond measure.

"Holy Mother of God!" Rowena gasped, her fingers digging into the mattress. "I shall split in two."

"Nae, lass," he said low, bracing his weight above her. "You're merely tight. It will get better, I promise you."

He held himself dead still, his rock-hard cock buried deep inside her. He let her body stretch and adjust to his immense size. He watched her face, listening to the erratic tempo of her breathing. When her gasps finally evened out and the initial shock faded into a heavy, throbbing ache of pleasure, he began to move.

Lorne withdrew half of his length, dragging his thick cock against her tight vaginal walls, before sliding back in. Rowena let out a soft, wet gasp. The sound spurred him on. He repeated the motion, drawing back and sinking deep.

She was tight. Her wet sheath hugged his cock like a tight glove, slick and hot. With every deep thrust, the blunt head of his penis struck sensitive, uncharted places deep inside her body. He established a steady rhythm, waiting until her breathing quickened and her hips began to chase his movements.

Once he felt her yielding to the friction, Lorne changed his pace. He slid out until the tip of his penis barely held the wet opening, then plunged forward with brutal force and rapid speed. His heavy balls slapped loudly against her upturned ass with every driving thrust.

The position with her legs hooked over his shoulders allowed him to grind his pelvis directly against her swollen clitoris while burying his cock as deep as physically possible. The friction was relentless. Rowena’s internal heat built exponentially with every savage plunge. The deep, carnal connection tore away her lingering inhibitions.

Suddenly, her breath caught sharp in her throat. Lorne felt her tight vaginal muscles clamp down hard, pulling and milking his rigid prick with rhythmic spasms. A deep, flushed redness spread across her chest and breasts. Her nipples tightened into hard peaks. She slid her legs down from his shoulders, wrapping them tight around his back. She locked her ankles and pulled, desperately trying to drag every last inch of him deeper into her core.

Rowena let out quick, halting gasps, her head tossing side to side as a massive orgasm ripped through her body. The relentless milking of her inner walls tipped Lorne over the edge.

He roared, driving his hips forward for one final, devastating thrust. He felt his heavy cum rise up from his balls, shooting through his shaft. He erupted deep inside her. Thick, scalding waves of his seed splashed directly against her cervix, filling her womb with his liquid heat. Lorne groaned loudly, emptying his heavy load inside her tight, spasming body.

They rode out the powerful mutual climax together, their bodies locked in a fierce, intimate embrace. When his cock finally softened, he felt the lingering squeezes of her internal muscles pushing him out.

His penis slipped from her body with a soft, wet plop. A few thick drops of their mixed juices spilled from her slick opening and slid down into the crease of her ass.

Lorne rolled off her body, his chest heaving. They lay side by side, gulping down air in quick, desperate gasps. The raw intensity of their shared release had drained their energy, leaving a triumphant, bone-deep satisfaction in its wake.

Turning on his side, Lorne looked at his new wife. He reached out and lazily ran his large hand up and down the soft, damp skin of her resting body, tracing the curves of her waist and ribs as far as he could reach without moving from his spot.