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Lay On Hands: Chapter 7
As Rylinne’s flared cockhead nosed against her puckered asshole, Pyrista’s instincts told her to brace herself, but experience told her to relax, and those two impulses clashed, her body tensing and relaxing alternately as they wrestled for dominance. The struggle abruptly ended when Rylinne let her hips drop, and Pyrista froze, her eyes widening. The tall, powerful draenei’s weight was focused on a single point, and her twitching, freshly-teased asshole was nowhere near strong enough to resist. The tight ring of muscle stretched wider, wider, wider still, and still the palm-sized head of her wife’s horse cock was too fat to fit… until, abruptly, it wasn’t. Rylinne’s equine cock finally pushed past her wife’s straining asshole and sank into the warm, soft depths of Pyrista’s ass inch by inch, the flared ridge scraping deliciously over her tender inner walls while her asshole clamped down on the shaft like a vice, twitching as sparks of electric pleasure shot through her core.
Pyrista’s tightness didn’t even slow Rylinne down as she fed inch after inch of throbbing horse cock into her wife’s ass in one long, smooth motion, pushing deeper and deeper, only pausing once she felt her medial ring bump against the twitching ring of muscle. She glanced down between their bodies and bit her lip at the sight that greeted her, the twin sapphire globes of Pyrista’s perfect ass engulfing her pale shaft, slightly squished out of shape by the sheer girth of the cock between them. Pyrista’s tail laid off to the side, out of the way, it almost looked like it was lying limp, but she could see that way it curled around the side of her hips, clinging tightly to the curve of her waist so as to resist the urge to grab the shaft pushing into her… though whether that tail wanted to pull it out or pull it deeper, neither could be certain.
As Rylinne paused there, her throbbing shaft half-buried in her wife’s ass, she settled into place on top of her. Pyrista was about average height for a draenei, but Rylinne dwarfed the average draenei, even the men, looming almost half again her wife’s height, and the difference in size between them became obvious in moments like this. With their hips lined up, Pyrista’s head only reached Rylinne’s chest, and as the pale draenei settled into place on top of her, her breasts, each the size of a ripe melon and pillow-soft, settled into place on either side of her head. As the warm softness of her breasts cradled Pyrista’s head and the weight of her fit, toned body rested against Pyrista’s shoulders, she reached out, her large, pale hands running up the blue-skinned woman’s forearms until they found her hands, clutching at handfuls of the bedding below, and Rylinne wove her fingers between her wife’s, giving her hands an affectionate squeeze. Pyrista always felt a little small, beside the towering beauty she’d married, and her height did make things a little awkward, she had to almost kneel just so they could kiss … but in moments like this, her size make Pyrista feel like the safest person in the world.
Rylinne began to slowly lift her hips once more, and Pyrista was suddenly distracted from the feeling of warmth and safety by the sensation of her wife’s flared ridge tugging at the soft, sensitive walls of her ass, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her core each time it brushed against a cluster of nerves. The shock of the initial penetration had worn off, allowing Pyrista to properly experience the sensation of her wife’s vein-marbled horse cock slowly pulling out of her ass, her ring of muscle gripping the shaft tight, mindlessly trying to force the intruder out and inadvertently grinding her nerves against the throbbing shaft in a deliciously pleasurable way. It was shameful, dirty, embarrassing, but it felt so good, so intense, which just made the shame stronger, which made it feel even better…
As her flare tugged at Pyrista’s twitching asshole, Rylinne reversed directions, her shapely ass tightening as she slowly pushed her hips down again, slowly and steadily sliding inch after inch of throbbing horse cock into her wife’s ass once again. Pyrista bit her lip, letting out a tiny whimper as she struggled to hold back a moan while Rylinne gave a deep, satisfied purr, feeling the blue-skinned draenei’s tight asshole once again engulfing more and more of her length. She squeezed Pyrista’s hands once more as she began to push harder, her medial ring slipping past the spasming ring of muscle as she drove the thick root of her cock into the squirming draenei beneath her until her hips flattened against her wife’s perfect ass, every inch of veiny, beastial cock buried deep inside her.
Pyrista whimpered again as her wife once again filled her ass like nothing else. She could feel her stomach being pushed down into the bed beneath her as it bulged outward from the sheer size of Rylinne’s enormous cock, feel sparks of pleasure shoot through her core each time it throbbed deep inside her and made her nerves light up. She could feel Rylinne’s weight on top of her, soft and warm and completely covering her, pinning her to the bed, she could barely move, she certainly couldn’t push her off, she couldn’t do anything but lay there and feel that big, fat horse cock throbbing inside her...
Rylinne began to lift her hips again, another long, slow pull that made Pyrista feel like she was being turned inside out in the most deliciously pleasurable way possible. The flared head of Rylinne’s cock tugged at her tender walls as it passed, making her twitch and whimper, until it reached her asshole and Rylinne abruptly reversed directions, slowly and smoothly driving inch after inch of fat horse cock into her without a moment’s hesitation. Rylinne’s hips gave a sudden thrust to drive the last few inches of cock into her ass and Pyrista couldn’t hold back anymore, as Rylinne buried her shaft inside her to the hilt she buried her face in the sheets and let out a long, throaty, shameful moan of pleasure. It was so dirty but it just felt so fucking good…
Rylinne grinned, squeezing Pyrista’s hands again as she began to move again, pulling her hips back once more, then thrusting them forward, then pulling back again, pistoning her horse cock in and out of her wife’s twitching asshole, over and over, swiftly setting a steady pace. Pyrista squirmed beneath her, letting out another muffled moan into the bed, then another, her hesitation and shame crumbling beneath the waves of pleasure crashing over her. Each thrust drove more than a foot of vein-marbled equine cock into Pyrista’s perfect ass, the medial ring pushing past the tight ring of muscle with a popping sensation, only to be pulled back out again a moment later, sending another spike of sensation shooting up her spine.
Pyrista arched her back, lifting her face out of the sheets and letting out another throaty moan as her eyelids fluttered. Rylinne purred with satisfaction, the sound music to her ears. “You like that, huh?” Rylinne teased. “Come on, say it. Tell me how good it feels to have my fat horse cock sliding in and out of your perfect little ass.” Rylinne challenged, her hips accelerating to pound her cock into Pyrista faster and harder, her apple-sized balls swinging like wrecking balls, smacking against her wife’s supple thighs with each powerful thrust.
Pyrista’s moans rose an octave as Rylinne’s relentless thrusts slammed her into the bed over and over. Rylinne was right. She did like it. More than that, she loved it. Each thrust made her mind go blank, overwhelmed by a wave of raw pleasure as that enormous cock slammed into her to the hilt. It was dirty and perverse and yet it felt so incredible she could hardly breathe, she could feel a knot of tension building in her core already, but she couldn’t bring herself to admit it, not out loud, not with anything more than another ragged moan.
Rylinne gave a small growl and slammed her hips forward, burying her shaft in Pyrista’s ass to the hilt and holding it there, unmoving. “Say it.” She demanded, more forcefully than the last request.
The thought of Rylinne stopping, of leaving her like this, so close, was apparently enough to overcome Pyrista’s hesitation. “Y-yes! It feels good! It feels so good!” she hastily moaned. “It’s incredible! Your cock feels so good in my ass! It’s- It’s gonna make my cum! I’m gonna cum from getting fucked in the ass! Please don’t stop!” She pleaded, her hips pushing back against her wife’s as she squirmed, pinned beneath the huge, powerful woman’s weight.
Rylinne’s lips curled in a wicked smirk as she didn’t move. “You know… I’m feeling a little tired. I think I might just lay here for a bit and relax.” She purred, teasingly.
“Nooo~!” Pyrista whined, squirming more aggressively beneath her. “Please! I… I’m so close, I need it… Please, keep going!”
Rylinne bit her lip, savoring the sounds of her wife’s desperate pleas for more. “Hmmm… Nope.” She declared with a wicked grin, drawing a desperate whimper from the blue-skinned girl beneath her. Suddenly, she shifted, still holding Pyrista’s hands, she wrapped her arms around Pyrista’s waist, holding their bodies tightly together as she rolled over onto her back, then let go of her wife’s hands and tucked her own hands behind her head, laying back with a smirk. “If you want more, you’re gonna have to work for it. I’m just gonna lay here and enjoy the view.”
Pyrista blinked in surprise at the sudden shift, looking at Rylinne with disbelief. Was she really expecting her to… to ride her? She felt Rylinne’s cock throb deep inside her ass and shuddered, the knot of tension in her core burning impatiently, demanding resolution. She couldn’t just stop, but... the thought of riding her, of having to impale her own ass on that massive horse cock again and again as Rylinne watched made her stomach twist with shame… and made her core burn with lust. She squirmed again, struggling to muster the courage to move but unable to stay still.
It took a moment, but eventually, Pyrista had no choice, the itch in her core demanded to be scratched, and squirming in place wasn’t enough to satisfy it. She bit her lip as she slowly pushed herself up, feeling her wife’s equine cock shift and lever inside her ass as she moved, almost reaching her stomach, watching the bulge on her normally-smooth stomach move as she straightened up and folded her legs under her. Rylinne stayed true to her word, not moving, simply enjoying the sight of her wife’s perfect ass squished against her hips, the smooth, round globes of her cheeks distorted by the sheer girth of the massive member planted inside her to the hilt.
Pyrista leaned forward slightly, chewing her lip as she planted her hands on Rylinne’s firm thighs and began to slowly raise her hips. She could feel the pale draenei’s eyes on her ass as she lifted herself off the first few inches of throbbing horse-cock, watching her tight-stretched asshole cling to every vein-marbled inch. It was so embarrassing and so dirty and it made it feel like the very first thrust all over again, every nerve in her ass lit up with sensation as that fat cock slid out of her inch by inch. Knowing she was being watched made it so much more intense!
Her thighs trembled as she felt the medial flare tug at the sapphire blue ring of her asshole, struggling for a moment. She’d have to use a little extra force… She stifled a whimper as she eased herself back down a half-inch, feeling the beastly cock filling her again, then bounced back up, more forcefully. The ring slipped from her ass with a soft pop, and sharp gasp slipped from her lips at the spike of sensation that accompanied it. The electric jolt of pleasure that raced up her spine made her twitch, just enough to make her knee slip on the sheets, and her eyes widened as she suddenly felt the ring press against her asshole once more. The pressure lasted only a fraction of a second, her body weight forcing her down, forcing her asshole to swallow the flared ring, along with a good six inches of thick, throbbing horse cock, in an instant. A throaty moan forced itself past her lips as her ass was once again filled with her wife’s enormous cock, her spine arching as raw pleasure coursed up her spine. But even as she struggled to process the surge of sensation, she felt the smoldering need in her core roar to life again, the red-hot shaft planted deep in her ass stoking the fire once more. It needed more, it demanded more, the flames of lust had to be fed, lest they consume her entirely.
“You okay?” Pyrista heard Rylinne ask, concerned, as she shuddered for a moment, impaled on the pale draenei’s shaft. She didn’t answer, though, she couldn’t form the words, she was too busy sliding her knee back into position, preparing herself for what came next. She couldn’t fight the burning need inside her anymore. Even if it was shameful, even if it was nasty and dirty and perverse, she couldn’t stand it any longer. She needed more.
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