Thread: The Royal Consort! (Jack Stalker and Nymphaea)

Chris was drunk, drunk on power, adrenalin lust and a wild arrogance as he watched Keira recover in the water he had tossed her into with such casual disregard and strength. Standing naked at the edge of the pool he wallowed in the feel of the warm night air as it bathed his flesh, savoured the feel of it and the sensations which were now running through his entire body and resonating along his cock to the quivering pre cum dripping tip. The thick rod hungered for her flesh and it was not going to allow itself to be denied for much longer. He looked down at her, a confident smirk on his dominating features as he stood there, his erection a pillar of steel hard flesh which commanded as much attention as the words which slid from between his lips as he leered at her soaking flesh as her dress stuck to every inch of it. The material near transparent now, exposing the curves of her hops and the bullet shaped nubs of her nipples as they poked out upon her tiny tits. Her slick hair was plastered to her shoulders, then slicked back behind her head by her fingers as she looked up at him. He could see the look in her eyes betraying her emotions, the way her teeth teased at her lip and the way she seemed to shrug and step back as he finished addressing her. Time enough had been wasted. He slid down and into the pool, wading up to her, grasping her about the waist and easing her around, forcing her through the water until she was pinned against the edge, then sliding her further along it until she was wedged into one of the corners. With a twisted grin he stepped away from her, lifting her legs to splay them to one side of him as he reached beneath her billowing wet dress, to grasp at her panties and drag them down her legs. He tugged them free of her heels and tossed them onto the side of the pool with a wet slap as he gripped her ankles, pulling them apart as he stepped in between her legs and approached her. His strides towards her drenched form left a wake behind him as his torso and stomach cut through the water. His powerful hands cruelly reached forwards, making to take hold of her sodden dress. He began tugging and manhandling it, until he had forced it down enough to expose her perfect tiny little tits. Now they were no longer covered with the soaking garment, which had given only the illusion of coverage anyway. Your family? he hissed. If they find you then all they will see is you bucking and writhing on my cock, all they will hear is your moans of pleasure as you get some sense fucked into you. he growled with amusement. You do not presume to believe that threats of a family finding you will keep a man like me, any man in fact, from ravaging your delicious tempting flesh to rags do you? Look how fucking hard you have made me, look how you have driven me to ignore everything, etiquette, honour, rules, ethics, principles! Nothing matters except your tight young body yielding to my fingers cock and tongue. he told her, standing up close to her his hands went beneath the surface, grasping at her dress to drag it away from her ass so that his nails could dig into her taut firm ass, clinging to the swell of it as he lifted her up and dragged her forwards to kiss his cock head with the lips of her cunt. He knew that the water would help to keep him in check as he dragged her down and watched his massive shaft spear open her cunt folds and vanish into her cunny. The tight narrow vaginal tract clinging to his shaft as it violated her with a single brutal thrust, the massive erection managing to pierce almost halfway into her cunt before he dragged her up and away, then back down until it was buried n her snatch to the balls. God damn... you are so much better than my fucking wife. he grunted, leaning in to nip at her shoulder, biting into her flesh before moving to trail his lips along her collarbone until they were searing against her throat. Her cunt was impossibly tight, but that did not stop him from driving into her, the water churning around him as he pinned her against the wall of the pool. His hands shifted, sliding up above the surface to take hold of her tits, shoving against them, burning them with the heat from his palms as his hips got into a steady rhythm, slamming her back and forth in the bubbling water as he began to drill back and forth like a piston. A primal and animalistic lust overtaking sense and reason as he fucked her hard and fast to begin with, indulging his feverish lust with little regard for her fragile flesh. Taking her like a beast, like a predator which had found food after days of fasting. His grunted phrases unintelligible for a dew moments as he hammered into her tiny young cunt, stretching and forcing it to conform to the huge rod which now defiled it. Fuck so much tighter. he hissed. You clearly haven't had a proper fucking yet, have you Keira... neither have I. If you could feel how fucking tight you, if you could know how much better you are than the whore I am married to... AhhhHh... god damn, If I knew you were going to feel like this, I would have fucked you downstairs when I first saw you, and to hell with the consequences. he grinned at her, easing off a little now, taking his time with each thrust. His eyes watched her face, as he drove in from tip to balls then back again. Full length strokes filled her cunt, then dragging his ridged helm and pulsing vein covered shaft back through her viciously tight cunny. Gasps and grunts dominated the air, echoing about the pool and the night air as he used his hips to displace the water and delivered thrust after thrust to her as he fucked her against the tiles. his movements caused water to lap over the edge, slap against her tits and wash over her flesh as he fucked away inside her, his eyes boring into her own as he violated and defiled her youthful body. What do you think your family would say if they saw you like this Keira? Fucking in the pool like a common whore, drunk o her own wicked lust. he hissed.