The Trials of Valeriya: BiB Ch. 02

"Are you going to tell your friends about what you did to me?" Valeriya asked, still bouncing her ass on the bottom of his abdomen.

"No!" the Cincuman cried indignantly, finally breaking his gaze from her ass and looking at her face.

"Why? Are you ashamed of me?" Valeriya teased. "You don't think I'm pretty?"

"No!" again he cried, this time rather wretchedly. "You are the prettiest girl I've ever seen." He had stopped thrusting.

"Oh? And you've seen many pretty girls?" Valeriya pulled her ass back and slammed it back on his groin, goading him into motion again. His scratchy pubes felt wonderfully itchy on her sweaty skin. Valeriya reached between her legs with a hand to seek out her pleasure-pearl. She started rubbing her sopping pussy with frantic fingers.

Danior tightened his grip on the lissome blonde's hips and proceeded to skewer her rear end again. He was a smart lad; he had picked up on her game. "I've been to Dolne a couple of times ... walked the streets of the red-lantern district at the night of King Maxim's Day." He grunted and slammed into her hard. He was fucking her harder now. "I think I've seen a few."

Dolne's red-lantern district, where the most exquisite and exotic beauties of the known world are available for rent—or sale, if you despise your paternal fortune so—for an hour or a day, whatever you wish. And the night of King Maxim's Day—Laski's national day—was when only the very best are displayed on the bordello windows. 'Tis quite a complement if the titch spoke the truth. And not to sound too conceited, Valeriya thought he did.

"So—" Valeriya grunted, tits flying in every direction at the impact of his groin crashing onto her jiggling buns, "—tell everyone that!" Danior was pumping her ass so fast that she couldn't match his strokes anymore. All she could do was to clench her stink-hole around his shaft and milk him every time he pulled back. "Tell everyone ... that you've fucked—" her fingers worked furiously on her clit "—the prettiest piece-of-ass you've seen ... right in her dirty ass!" Valeriya dropped her shoulder onto the blanket, hiding her face in its folds, and came with a muffled scream.

When she regained her bearings again, Valeriya found Danior leaning down, bent over her ass, rubbing his face on her sweaty, titillatingly muscular back—his cock throbbing sporadically in her rectum. He dismounted her when his dick shrunk and withdrew from her creamy hole. Valeriya collapsed onto the blanket and the Cincuman followed suit.

After a couple of minutes of panting silence, Valeriya felt her pint-size lover reach around her and grab her left breast. "So, did you just walk the streets of the red-lantern district?" she asked, rolling onto her back to give him better access to her water balloons.

"What do you think?" Danior replied, then leaned over her and took her left nipple in his mouth. "Every time I go to a Laski city, I return home penniless," he pulled up from her tit just long enough to add before going back to his nursing.

Danior, lying along her left side, had raised himself on his right elbow and was fervently sucking away on her left breast. He had sucked in her succulent raisin of a nipple, the large areola, and also a big mouthful of her soft tit-flesh inside his mouth, and was eagerly chewing and sucking on them. Valeriya moaned with pleasure and parted her legs. Taking the cue, the Cincuman pushed his left hand between her thighs and felt her hot, moist pussy under his palm.

The wanton beauty moaned louder as she felt two of his fingers smoothly enter her vagina. "Yes ... finger me..." She grabbed his wrist and repositioned his hand so his palm was rubbing her engorged pearl. "...make me cum!" Danior's mouth was doing wonders to her tit. His fingers worked her pussy brilliantly. Valeriya became aware of his erect-again pecker poking her on the hip. She took it in her grip and held it tightly without stroking.

Danior's hand was a moisture spraying blur between her thighs. Valeriya couldn't take it anymore. Her thighs closed around his hand—back arching, creating a half-moon over the blankets, then she gasped, and howled soundlessly at the twin moons.

Danior slid his stiff hand from between her slippery thighs. "I want to fuck your pussy now..." he murmured lustfully to her ear.

After a hard day's ride and two strong orgasms, Valeriya was exhausted. But she still nodded her assent. If he was willing to do the work, she wasn't going to snub him. The trim young woman spread her legs and raised her knees a little, placing the soles of her booted feet on the blankets.

The Cincuman climbed in between her thighs. He fumbled with his poker on her fleshy folds, trying to locate her vagina. He pushed in with a sigh of contentment and dropped his head to her dairy pillows. He noticed the bruises and bite marks on her left breast, so this time he concentrated on her right one.

Danior gyrated his hips between her thighs, exploring her snug canal. Valeriya moaned in languid pleasure and grabbed his head by his shaggy hair. He had one again sucked in a substantial amount of her supple flesh inside his mouth. He pawed her other breast and pumped her baby-chute. Valeriya ran her fingers through his hair and clawed his back lightly. She concentrated on her pussy, squeezing and relaxing her cock-sleeve to give him maximum pleasure.

This was the most pleasurable experience of young Danior's life. And he tried hard to make it a long one. He slobbered on her titties and skewered his beautiful trophy's tight cunt. He would ease off every time he thought he was close. But every time he slowed down, the wicked angel of a woman contracted around his cock even harder. He knew he couldn't hold off any longer. He cried. Actual tears steamed his eyes, so intense was his pleasure.

Danior buried his face in the valley between Valeriya's breasts and came. His spasmodic worm burrowed inside her honey pot and laid its eggs. Then he lay motionless. Valeriya fell asleep cradling her pro tem lover's head on her large and youthful, cushy breasts.