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Her lips were as soft as I had imagined, and they parted under my pressure, inviting me and allowing my tongue in to explore her.
She tasted sweet and fresh and when she let out a small gasp it sounded like a moan. Her hands rose underneath my arms, moved up my back, and by the way they pressed against me, it was easy to conclude that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
A part of me wanted to make sweet love to her, but there was another part, a much stronger part, that needed to possess her now. And from the way she responded to me, I didn't think she was in the mood for sweet and slow either.
I moved a hand up to cup one of her pert tits, squeezed it, not hard but enough to get the message across that I wanted her.
In response, she broke our kiss and let her head fall back, while a deep husky moan made its way up her throat. She pressed her torso into my hand, demanding I rub her tit harder, and I gladly obeyed.
I fumbled with her shirt, tried to figure out how to get the uniform off her, and she swiped my hand to the side, pulling on an invisible line, parting her uniform top.
Underneath, she wore some kind of white breast covering that was so thin, I could see the outline of her areolas and stiff nipples. Impatiently, I moved the fabric aside until I had one glorious tit exposed. Finally. I groaned and leaned forward to close my lips around it. Her hands dug into my head as if she wanted to force it to stay in place.
If that was what she intended, she didn't need to worry, because I wasn't about to relinquish her tasty bud anytime soon.
My other hand moved down her waist, and in an astonishingly agile move, she brought one leg up and slung it over the railing, exposing her core to me.
Another invitation I wasn't going to ignore. My hand moved in between her legs, and this time her moan was guttural. Not shy in the least, she rubbed her pussy into my hand, encouraging me to grab her tighter. Her moaning increased, and again I fumbled to find a way to get her pants off her, and again she assisted.
I pulled the breast covering off her, and next her hip-hugging panties; all of it went on the deck as I admired her naked body in front of me, bathed in the light of the stars.
"Kenduczi," I uttered breathlessly.
My cock pulsed inside my pants, burning to be buried in her tight little cunt.
She gave me one more contemplative look before she turned to face the sea, offering her backside to me. Her hands clamped around the railing as she lowered her torso and spread her legs.
That was all it took. I moved in, ready to prepare her pussy, but found it already drenched and wet, more than ready for me.
I opened my breeches, freed my cock, which didn't even complain about the cold, and took what was offered so freely.
I had been right. Her cunt was tight. But it was also drenched in her juices, inviting and fighting me at once, making my mind spin with the contradiction that was her.
Just like her hands grabbed the railing in anticipation of me fucking her, I grabbed her wide hips once I was deep enough inside her and pulled.
"Fuck, yes!" she screamed into the night sky, making her desires abundantly clear.
Groaning, I pulled and pushed her up and down my cock. The sight of my shaft drenched in her juices combined with the hotness of her cunt was enough to push me over the edge. But using the last of my willpower I held back. Sweat broke out all over my body, as I tensed my muscles to stop me from climaxing just yet. Her pussy felt incredible, and I was going to prolong and enjoy this moment for as long as I could.
Her breaths shortened, turned into panting in rhythm with me pumping into her, while loud keening sounds escaped her, cheering me on.
"Harder, Kendryx," she demanded, and again, I had no problem understanding her.
Her tits bounced up and down, begging me to cup them, but both of my hands were busy holding on to her hips until I realized her hips were as much pushing and pulling as my hands were. I let go reluctantly, but the rhythm didn't change. If anything, it intensified, freeing my hands to grab both of her tits, and she screamed out her delight, uninhibited, into the night.
I rolled her nipples between my fingers, and she screamed again.
I felt myself losing control as my hips moved with hers, as her ass dug into me, and as I held her breasts tight, engrossed with the soft skin. She stiffened and hollered so loudly, I was sure it could be heard all the way back to Thyre. More wetness covered my cock right before her already tight walls began to squeeze my cock for all its worth, and my bellow followed on the heels of hers as I screamed in pleasure.
Stars danced in front of my eyes; an explosion of bursts of light nearly blinding me as all my blood seemed to shoot from all parts of my body into my cock, and my seed entered deep into her womb.
Panting, I folded on top of her back, kissing her shoulder blades and in between while listening to the erratic beat of her heart.
Still holding on to the railing, she turned her head, and I kissed her offered lips, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth, claiming it as much as I had claimed her cunt.
If I had died right then and there, I would have died happy. All my life, I had imagined I would die gloriously in battle, but I didn't think any death could have been more satisfying than right then. Not that I was asking for it, because, gods, I wanted to fuck her again and again. I wanted to touch and kiss every inch of her body, claim every part of her skin. I wanted to taste her, and I wanted to see her face when she came the next time.
We broke our kiss, and I continued moving my lips over her back until I suddenly encountered not silky skin, but rough, patched flesh. With a cry, she broke from me, turning while clutching her hands over her shoulders, trying in vain to cover the scars I had forgotten about.
