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Living on her own showed just how much Furina had come to rely on a housekeeper to clean her living space. Week old plates were sitting in the sink, her books remained scattered across the floor around where she had laid down to read them, and there was even a full outfit hanging over the back of her couch. Clorinde recognized it as the one the girl had worn six days ago, yet still it was splayed out on her furniture.
Sighing, Clorinde performed some minimal tidying, ensuring that at the very least that neither of them would be stepping on any books and hurting their feet. Furina needed to learn to clean for herself, but if she was coming over she wanted to be in a functional space. After that, she boiled water and made tea, knowing that the smell would lull the wielder of hydro out from her slumber.
Sure enough, minutes later, her bedroom door opened. There stood Furina, her hair even messier than normal as it twisted this way and that, with only an oversized t-shirt hanging loosely over her slim form, one shoulder poking through its wide neckhole. Seeing her in something so casual was strangely fascinating, like witnessing a peacock before it was able to put on its colourful plumage. Instead of being dressed up before she left her private quarters, Furina was at last willing to be seen informally. The oversized shirt highlighted her form, sticking to her modest, perky chest and cute hips, and making the already short celebrity look even frailer and tinier somehow. Either she was a morning person, or she had taken a few minutes to rub the tiredness out of her mismatched eyes and work up her smile before coming out to greet her sudden houseguest.
“Good morning, Clorinde,” she greeted, not questioning the Champion’s presence.
“Good afternoon, Furina.”
Stretching her arms adorably above her head with a cute little groan, Furina walked around the mess like it was second nature and took up the spare teacup, sipping it delightedly. “How did you get inside?”
Clorinde took a long drink of her own. “I was hoping that the genius of the court herself might be able to tell me. How did I enter your home? Or have you gotten rusty so quickly?”
“Ahh, I see , so that’s your game.” Waking up quickly, she walked over to the window and ran her fingers over the edge. “You didn’t break in through the window, the wood is undisturbed.” She crossed more quickly to the door and began inspecting it, bobbing her head around and touching everything. “Nor did you break the door. I would have awoken from that as well. This was not a forceful entry.”
When she sat in the chair across from Clorinde, there was much of her previous air about her. Drawn into the role of solving this mystery, she crossed her legs and plante her chin on her knuckles, eying Clorinde with a strong gleam of confidence. “Nor is lockpicking a part of your skillset, that I know extensively!”
“Indeed. Lady Furina once begged me to help her get into her office when she’d locked herself out, and did not want to let the other staff know.”
“I hardly begged! I simply requested with a greater dose of desperation than was usual, which may have looked like begging to an untrained eye. Regardless, you were unable to assist me then.”
Clorinde raised her teacup again. “You don’t think I might have learned to lockpick in case the event recurred?”
Mismatched eyes locked onto hers keenly. Even as she slipped back into her previous role like this, Furina’s gaze alone showed that she was still no fool. “I do not. During that very incident, you!” She pointed sharply. “Told me that you hope I learn from this mistake and do not allow it to happen again. I remember well, for I had a keyring commissioned which has been affixed to the inside of my pocket. I even went on to show you that it was impossible for me to truly lose my keys ever again, and so your pragmatism would have deemed that skill unnecessary. That is also why I do not believe you stole my key and had a copy made, for I would have quickly noticed such a theft!”
“Very good so far.”
“You did not break in. You could not have accessed the lock normally. And there is no chance that the skittish landlord who is still trying to impress me for some reason would let anyone into my residence at a whim, regardless of your position. Therefore, the only remaining possibility…”
She rose to her feet, cocked her slim hips, and pointed her finger mere inches from her friend’s nose.
“...is that I left the door unlocked last night, allowing you to walk in without any obstruction whatsoever! J’accuse!”
The taller woman stood, until Furina’s outstretched finger was pushing between her bosom. “Please, pay more attention to your personal safety.”
“Ah…” As if realizing her own answer, her smile became uneven and flustered. The finger slowly curled back as redness tinted Furina’s cheeks. “Um… Oops~”
After giving her a bop on the head, the pair of friends lingered around Furina’s apartment for a good amount of the day. For a part of that time, they cleaned, but Clorind didn’t want to do all of that herself - she would never learn otherwise, and the intent was still to bring some fun and energy to the girl who badly needed it. An arrangement was made to see the next major opera together in three days' time. Though it was a last minute decision and Clorinde initially offered to order tickets for the next one, Furina was quite certain she could still get tickets with her connections. “I may no longer be at the top, but I still know a lot of people.”
So, the days passed uneventfully, and as was agreed, Clorinde went to her apartment early in the morning. The opera would be after dinnertime, but they wanted to check in early and take the day at an easy pace. She knocked on Furina’s door.
“Aaaaha!” Furina answered with a triumphant grin on her freshly awoken face, eyes barely open and hair messier than ever, but smiling like she had won a big case. It was evidence that she had taken some time to wake up before seeing Clorinde last time. “See? I locked the door this time! I’ve remembered every single night. I promise!”
Clorinde blinked. “I am proud of you. However, we should quickly move inside.” A hand pressed on Furina’s shoulder, pushing her back into her apartment so she could close the door swiftly.
Bleary eyes squinted as her exhausted brain fought to catch up. “Huh? What’d I do this time- Ohhh crap… Um, I can explain.”
Thirteen inches of morning wood were creating a giant tent in the short girl’s oversized sleeping shirt, dominating her slim form. The owner of this massive morning tree trunk blushed deeply, embarrassment kicking in in full order. “I-I am sorry, I, er, I… um…” It was a closely guarded secret. Sure, the occasional servant walked in when she was improperly dressed over the centuries, but she was able to act like nothing was amiss quite easily at the time. Furina wanted to avoid any scandal that might come from learning that the Archon of Fontaine carried around a giant, manly log between her shapely legs. After five hundred years, she had no means of dealing with how to tell a friend this specific secret. What does she say?!
“It’s all right. I have one too.” Just like that, Clorinde flipped the situation again.
“Eh?!” Her mouth opened and closed like a fish for a good ten seconds. “I… couldn’t tell!”
“I couldn’t tell with you either.” Clorinde reached out, gently stroking up the underside of the tent. Furina squealed at the shock of having another actually touch it, a violent shiver running through her whole body. “Was that the first time in your long life that someone did that?” Her powerful fingers ran up and down it playfully, before stopping at the tip, tracing circles on the apex of her tent.
Furina sputtered, unable to form words. Of course she knew that this was a tool of sex. Five hundred years of life meant that she read hundreds and hundreds of incredibly descriptive accounts of the topic, both realistic and totally over the top. An Archon needed to relieve stress too!
That did not mean she ever had an opportunity to indulge in such pleasures a single time in her life. Whenever she played with it, she quickly lost her ability to keep up her act, meaning that it was a bad idea for even an indulgent god like Focalors to sleep around. No, she had to keep her distance from the pleasure of flesh or the veil would be shattered, just like right now. Already, Clorinde had her shaking and panting, hands squeezing together behind her back.
“Y…Yes, no one but me’s ever touched it…” she admitted, flushed beyond belief. “I-I know it’s too big…”
“Too big?”
“It is… over twice the average size, horrifically huge… Ah, w-w-wah?!”
Furina found herself pushed back even more, until she fell to sit in the middle of her couch. Sat back with knees spread, Clorinde had no issues pulling up her shirt to fully expose the throbbing mass. Her cock stuck out of a pair of panties that were cupping her heavy balls, smooth and round.
“A small girl like you being this endowed is quite appealing,” the stoic beauty remarked as she lowered herself to the floor. Seeing her crouched down between Furina’s legs was bringing emotions that the girl never imagined she could experience to the forefront. Her heart pounded against her ribs, a surge of energy blasting through her loins as her chest heaved, erect nipples clearly visible through her clinging shirt.
The sexual need for another was building like a hurricane inside of her.
As those needs awoke, she clued in on how truly gorgeous her friend was. Clorinde had the kind of face that was used on statues to demonstrate the peak of human beauty, the long bangs accentuating her appeal by hanging over her features. Her figure was ridiculous too, with breasts so massive that her shirt was struggling to keep them inside, buttons naturally looking like they were on the verge of breaking off at any time. The head dwarfing melons were huge as they got, and that was only a part of her shape. A thin waist emphasized by her corset led into wide hips that supported a huge ass, shapely and showing through her tight, short skirt. Of course, that went into some of the thickest thighs around, made all the more enticing by the shine of her dark leggings.
She was a full package of beauty and being stacked, almost unfairly so before this slender girl. This full package was on her knees between Furina’s legs, smirking seductively, sultry eyes gazing through her bangs up past the girl’s towering cock.
“Please, never think you are ‘too big’, Furina.” One leg at a time, she worked Furina’s panties off, freeing her neglected member. “This is a gift.”
“I-It has hardly felt like one!” she sputtered, trying to collect herself as a new kind of attraction for her best friend came in full force.
Her lusts for other human beings had been completely inactive, bordering on dead after she trained herself to only get turned on by fiction. Despite that, all it took was a little bit, and Clorinde was the target of an extended lifetime’s pent up desires! A gorgeous, busty woman like her completely reshaped Furina’s lust.
“Every so often it got worked up like this, and would not go down no matter how much I wanted it. Do you have any idea how mortifying it is to have Neuvillette knocking on your door and asking what is taking so long, and even offering to come in to see if I’m all right while I’m pacing around my room with this spearing its way out of my pants?!”
“We’ve all had similar experiences. Mine involved Navia’s father finding her, with me, in the same position we’re in right now.” Opening wide, Clorinde dragged her tongue up the side of Furina’s shaft, keeping eye contact the whole way to the top. “Doing what I just did.”
“Eeeeeeeeeeei!” Furina squealed while her length flexed, throbbing against Clorinde’s cheek. Smiling sexily as the girl arched her back and shivered for a good ten seconds, she used this time to dig around in her satchel, fetch a small tube, and apply a purple, shining lipstick to her full lips.
“The worst detail for her was that Navia didn’t notice right away, but I did. I knew her own father could see her on her knees…” She lowered herself again, still wet lips kissing down her cock. Everywhere she smooched left a kiss-mark, its dark colour standing out crispy on the pale cock. “However, I was too tongue-tied to forewarn her. She loved leaving these kinds of markings on my shaft, and she was trying to cover it with as many as possible.” Dipping even lower, she planted a wet, audible smooch on Furina’s swollen, sloshing sack, slurping on it as the girl cried out like a songstress. She had such a wonderful voice.
“Yet it got worse. Right before she noticed, she did our favourite trick. She set a record for how deep she could go on my penis.”
Opening wide, her lips locked around the head of Furina’s cock, and then slowly took it inside of her. That beautiful face lowered more and more, cock filling her mouth, making her cheeks fill out, pressing against the entrance to her throat. Her neck visibly bulged as she took in more of the girl’s massive shaft, forcing it deeper than Furina thought possible, until her purple lips were rubbing a ring of colour around the very base of Furina’s cock.
For a girl who never had another touch it until five minutes ago, this was way too much. Panting, Furina’s hand lashed out, one desperately wrapping its fingers in Clorinde’s wild hair. The other dug into her own breast, nipple bulging between her knuckles as she gasped for air. She was burning hot, her cock was on fire, Clorinde’s throat was so tight…
One of Clorinde’s hands began to stroke her balls, while the other touched Furina’s fingers in her hair and pushed them deeper into her luscious locks, as if encouraging her.
As soon as she hummed, it pushed the virgin over the edge. Eyes rolling back, she bucked her hips and felt her orgasm release like a cataclysmic wave. It never felt like it stopped, she was a limp, twitching mess, staring wide eyed at the beauty between her legs. Only a single drop of cum escaped from her lips, even though she shot out enough to fill a bucket.
“C…Clorinde…”.
Said beauty slowly drew herself back, cheeks sucking in the whole way until she popped off the towering length. A smeared, purple ring highlighted the base of her cock, showing off how the entire thing had gone down her throat “It’s fascinating, isn’t it? Having a well endowed woman kneeling between your legs. Willing to do… anything.” She pressed her head against Furina’s hand, using it to pet her own hair.
Furina had no idea, but Clorinde wanted to be dominated.
She craved the idea of a hung beauty trapping her on her knees, fucking her face while stroking her hair and calling her a good girl. She longed for a sexy girl to pin her curvaceous figure down and breed her like a bitch in heat until she was a cross eyed mess.
Furina had the biggest cock she ever saw on another person, no contest. Clorinde’s heart was pounding, no longer caring about boundaries between them as friends at the prospect of her well endowed companion, small as she might be, manhandling her into submission. In fact, having someone smaller than her take over and own her might be even better. It would truly emphasize the power dynamic between them. All her virginal friend needed was the confidence to do it, and a little nudge into realizing that she need only exert dominance.
Another kiss was planted on her cock, and then one on her belly for the fun of it, leaving a purple kissy mark everywhere that Clorinde touched. “Tell me what you want.” Furina was clearly getting worked up, and her cock was truly that of a breeder to be. Even after filling her stomach with so much cum that she felt a little bit bloated, it was harder than ever. Furina might be able to do it. She seriously might. She just had to keep pushing!
“Wh-What… I want?” Furina repeated slowly, like she was asking herself the same question. Looking over Clorinde, her eyes stopped on the massive breasts resting on her legs, spilling over them and stretching her already struggling shirt beyond its limits. Her gaze lingered for long enough that the madly busty woman’s smirk spread.
“I understand.” Saying nothing more, she popped her shirt open, one button at a time, as huge tits spilled out like Furina had never witnessed before. Even her bra was struggling for its life, nipples pointing through it despite best attempts to keep her figure dignified.
“How did I not notice?” Furina groaned.
“Mmm?” was Clorinde’s minimal nudge to goad her on. She had spoken a lot, so it was time to push Furina into being more vocal.
Swallowing, the small girl turned her head away bashfully, but even that could not tear her gaze from the massive tits. Smirking at her addicted eyes, Clorinde did not take her bra off yet, instead pushing on her tits from the sides and emphasizing her cleavage all the more. “Yes?” She wanted Furina to say it. She had to hear it.
“How, ahem… lewd your… chest is. I was of course gauging your worth by standards of character and dignity, as your friend!” she declared, so blatantly using that godly persona of hers as a reflexive shield that even Clorinde could tell. “But your… chest is… lewd. Very lewd. And I cannot unsee it.”
“Thank you.” Unhooking her bra, she leaned forward as they burst free. That was all the effort it took for those watermelons of tits to spring around Furina’s cock, engulfing it within their softness. “This chest? It’s the lewd one? If that’s what you mean, you must say so directly. I don’t appreciate avoidance.”
“OH!” Her fingers dug in, squeezing her breast and Clorinde’s hair again. It flexed in there, jerking wildly as its veiny surface rubbed all over her pillowy tits. “I-Incredibly so!” Shivering in delight, Clorinde grabbed them by the sides, starting to jiggle and bounce around, massaging it vigorously.
“You’re the first whose cock has stuck out the top,” Clorinde praised, looking up at the girl who she was giving the first and best titjob of her life. Letting out an airy breath, she shivered again as Furina’s hand started to stroke her head, petting her, wordlessly praising her efforts. It made her smile a lot more giddy than outright sultry, the hope that Furina would be the one to finally take charge filling her to the brim.
“I-I told you that I was too big!”
In response, Clorinde leaned ahead and gave her purple-painted head a long, wet lick as it poked out the top of her amazingly huge tits. “Perfect.”
This was going excellently.
Most of her partners were either submitting before they began, or were begging and howling by this point. Navia once told her that she was too good in bed to be on the bottom, working her lovers over far too well for them to even imagine her anywhere but on top. She said that Clorinde’s attempts to make the other girl take charge were usually excessively potent and instead made them want to bend over for her . Clorinde was constantly told she was a natural, devastatingly effective top, especially when she was not trying to be.
Furina was becoming proof that she just had to wait for the right girl. Sure, she was biting her lip and trembling as Clorinde’s heavenly tits bounced around her cock and her tongue swirled on the tip, but she was staying firm. She refused to give in and beg. Furina could handle her.
She had no idea how much of a mess Furina’s head actually was.
Her whole body was a burning sea of raging passion, lusts erupting so forcefully in all directions that it had her in a mental deadlock. Clorinde was so incredible at this that as much as she wanted to fall onto her back and cry out for this to never end, she had no air left in her lungs to do it with. Breathing was impossible under Clorinde’s sexual prowess.
“Am I doing well~?”
“Yes, you are the best, please, never stop, make me yours, I don’t care if I’m just a cock on legs that exists to be used at your leisure, I want this all the time!” was what she lacked any power to say.
“Mmm!” That was all she could say!
Even on her knees, when she looked at Clorinde, she saw a goddess of sultry seduction! How in the world had her quiet, reserved friend become this lewd?!
The cock between her breasts throbbed more and more, flexing desperately hard. Licking her lips, Clorinde gave it another peck on the tip. She wanted a taste, now. “You.” Another kiss, this time more like an opened mouth make out with the cockhead. “Are allowed.” Looking up, she met Furina’s desperate eyes with a gaze that exuded raw power. “To cum.”
It was like she held on until given explicit permission. Moaning, Furina’s hips jerked as a jet of white sprayed directly into Clorinde’s face. She saw for the first time that Furina did not cum in the usual spurts, but instead like a dam being released, she loosed a full, continuous spray of seed. It was no wonder she was left completely breathless after her body let out something so constant! The power of hydro within her must have been begging for an outlet.
A geyser of thick, potent cum doused the duelist, spraying all over her face, streaking across her hair, and most of all landing on her giant, pale breasts. It was her first time being covered like that, and it had her more turned on than she’d ever been in her whole life.
Clorinde rose to her feet, cum still running down her body. Her pussy was pouring with arousal, leaving her more ready than the duelist had ever been to spin around, throw herself down on the table and get fucked into a blissed out mess. Eyes eager, she placed her hands on both of Furina’s shoulders, her massive, dripping tits swinging so close to the girl’s face that they flung a string of fresh cum onto her cheek. “Do you want to take all of me~?” she asked, sultry and needy. Furina could do this. She could dominate Clorinde, and the desperation to be taken was setting in!
These thoughts lasted until she noticed where the orgasmic girl’s eyes were.
Furina stared, unblinking, at the horsecock sticking out of Clorinde’s skirt that put even her thirteen incher to complete shame.
It was a genuine horsecock, like she had read about in those decades where she got very bored of normal porn books and wanted something wild to get off on. Thick from base to tip, the shaft had a wide, flat head, and she could even see hints of an equine sheath underneath the tight skirt that was being lifted up high by the beast.
Then there was the wave of virile musk that blasted her in the face as soon as it was in sight. It was dizzyingly powerful, and before Furina realized it, her knees were on the floor instead, and she was holding her face close to the awe inspiring titan.
“You’ve… hidden this? Clorinde, that defies logic!”
“Well… It fits into its pouch rather nicely-”
“Sheath, not pouch…”
“...You are surprisingly knowledgeable on the topic.”
Clorinde could tell that her whole plan was going more awry by the second. Once again, the mere presence of her cock made even the best candidate submissively fall to her knees, and in Furina’s case, there was some real drool on her chin. She got too excited trying to bend over the coffee table and present her pussy, and inadvertently shoved her cock in the easily influenced girl’s face.
Clorinde wanted them to be in opposite positions, but instincts were already starting to take over as Furina put herself in a submissive place. Her hand was petting the smaller girl’s hair.
“W-Well, after five hundred years, I’m going to learn just about everything!” Furina sputtered, cheeks burning red. “It’s really no surprise that I know you have a… sheath…”
Her fingers curled in Furina’s messy hair, and with a single tug, the girl’s face was against her cock, nose pressing against the edge of her horsecock’s sheath. Tugging at the edge of that soft skin with her nose, a blast of fresh musk struck her in the face so hard that it felt like a punch to the brain. “Were you reading naughty books?”
“Y-Yes~” she admitted readily, eyes lidded as the musk permeated her brain. “About horsecocked girls like yourself obliterating the sensibilities of refined maidens until they referred to themselves as sheath sucking sluts…” She recounted one of her favourites without realizing just how lewd it was to admit.
“Hearing you speak so crudely is rather fetching. Good girl.” Like a switch was flipped, she was the one praising Furina. Maybe Navia was right, and she was too good at being on this side of it. It wasn’t like she didn’t enjoy turning another girl into a drooling, broken-in toy, she just wanted to be on the bottom for once…
But, Clorinde was extremely horny. If she had to be on top to vent that arousal, so be it. Those dominating instincts would be let free.
“Do you want a reward for your honesty?”
“Ahh…”
“I want to hear you say it~” While holding Furina there, she picked up her discarded panties and began rubbing them around her length.
“Yes, please…~”
Furina was pulled back by her hair, and her panties were shoved into her mouth without warning. Eyes widening, she could not taste any of herself on them - only Clorinde’s musk, rubbing all over her tongue. Eyes rolling back, drool soaking into the fragrant underwear, she put up no resistance to having her oversized shirt pulled off and being spun around. She only realized what was happening when her shirt was wrapped around her wrists, tightly binding them behind her back in a knot too strong to break free of. She was gagged and bound!
Well, there was nothing actually keeping the gag in her mouth, but… she couldn’t find it in herself to spit it out.
Furina was pulled by her bound wrists to her bedroom, where Clorinde shoved her face into the sheets. As she tried to sit herself up, the hand pressed down on her head, keeping her pinned to the bed. A muffled gasp came out when Clorinde’s heavy cock slapped down, grinding between her round ass cheeks and up her smooth back wordlessly. All that Furina could do was lay there, more restrained than she had ever been in her half a millenium life, feeling that cock marking her body.
Clorinde stopped when a dollop of precum emerged from her tip. Licking her lips, she turned Furina’s head to the side and held it over her, letting the wide eyed girl watch the thick bead of musky ooze slowly stretch under its own weight. It tried to stay where it was, until the tension gave out, and the precum dropped with a wet slap onto her cheek.
That was a display of dominance that she had learned really made the girls lose it, and Furina’s passionate shudder was proof of its effectiveness. Even her jaw opened enough that saliva drenched panties tumbled onto the bed.
Clorinde sat up. “All right. That was all you get for now. If you want anything more, you need to work for it. Just like I did.” She crossed her arm beneath her heavy chest, drawing attention to how she was still drenched in all the seed that she worked out from Furina.
Furina rolled onto her back with a groan. She presented a delightful image: small, with a modest, yet heaving chest. Thick thighs spread wide to show where all of the fat from her sweets had gone, and a beefy cock flopped up her belly with purple lipstick covering it from top to balls. It was a cock that she would love to worship, but if Furina’s mind and body begged for her dominance, Clorinde felt the insatiable urge to oblige. Below that, an especially fat, drenched pussy was begging for attention…
But Clorinde saw this as a long term venture between them. She would make Furina work for that. It would not come easy, and it would not come today.
This was all so new to Furina that she was stunned at the sight of her friend in much the same way. Huge, bare breasts drenched in white, a sexy face in a subtle smirk, and, “Seriously, how is it so big?!”
“This is why I said you are not too big.”
Groaning, Furina struggled to sit up without the use of her arms. Her core was not that strong, forcing her to roll onto her side, curl, and use that to swing up, suddenly face to head with the throbbing, flat beast cock. “A-And, er, how is it like this?”
She stroked Furina’s head again, holding her steady by the hair. “How do I have, what did you say… the kind of cock that turns girls into sheath sucking sluts?” She showed off another tube of lipstick, and when Furina glanced at it and blushed, she gently applied a vibrant, blue colour to the gawking girl. “I’m not sure. Perhaps it is merely a part of my lineage, same as Lynette’s ears. Does it bother you?”
“N-Not at all…!” With her lips wet, Furina gave her first, tentative kiss to it. She mashed against the underside, making it clear to them both that the girl had no idea how to kiss whatsoever. It was barely anything more than rubbing her lips on the thing. Clorinde would teach her. Later.
She found the total inexperience really charming.
Furina pulled back, looking at the first smeared, blue kiss mark she left on Clorinde’s shaft. Lips quivering, she dove back in, so eager to leave more.
Furina was horny. She was so horny, and for the first time, she realized that she had no reason to hold back. Smashing her wet lips all over Clorinde’s cock, she let out a giddy giggle and licked it, dragging her tongue around just like those books she had smuggled into the Palais Memoria under an alias. A fake name wasn’t even needed anymore, she could order porn under her own identity and no one could care now! She was free to be as lewd as she wanted, to indulge in the salacious act of making out with her best friend’s cock to her heart’s content, and crap those were big balls hanging under there, how did she hide those?!
Eyes widening, she tilted her head and casually sucked on the edge of Clorinde’s sheath, really drooling there as she stared in awe at the fat, pendulous sack dangling below. Somehow, it was larger than even hers, and she had a big pair! She tried to reach out, only to lose her balance as she remembered her bound hands, pressing her whole face against Clorinde’s cock to stay upright!
Her breasts could feel Clorinde’s sack against them, and the top was still above her eyes…
Raising herself up, Furina gleefully kissed the head, looking up at Clorinde as she did it. Something about being the one tied up on her knees, having her head pet, the musky smell blasting her in the face as she left kissy marks on top of the flat cockhead felt way more right than having this amazing woman on her knees - not that she’d mind if they did it again, but Clorinde’s virility was already imprinting a natural submission into her mind.
Clorinde’s cock did this. Even women of the strongest wills desired bowing before her. One taste, and she could not live without it.
“I need this in my life!” Furina moaned just as another spurt of precum splashed up, getting on her tongue. Eyes rolling back, she felt her cock jerk and pussy gush, a small orgasm spurting out of both at the mere taste. “I’ve waited five hundred years for thiiiiis~”
Clorinde had been passively watching her discover her lusts, but feeling cum splash on her leg as Furina quivered around her cock pushed her for more. While the girl was gushing praise, she tipped her face down and shoved her mouth around the flat, damn wide head of her shaft, forcing her lips apart. Blue lipstick smeared across it as Furina’s mouth went wider than it ever had to envelop her girth. “Then have some more, please~”
Her mouth filled almost instantly, cheeks bulging as she took a greater insertion than she may have thought possible! Clorinde effortlessly took hers to the base, but that wasn’t happening. It was jabbing at the entrance to her throat and she was already choking!
In her eagerness, Clorinde forced her cock deeper, pushing that tight throat apart so she could shove just a few inches of meat into it. Eyes flinging open as they could, Furina realized that she couldn’t breathe, tight neck clenching sporadically.
“Through your nose.”
That was easy to say! Even if she had the advice, Furina could hardly control her bodily functions as Clorinde took her head in both hands and bobbed it on her, fucking the girl’s face like she was little more than a toy. Yes, to the tall, hung woman, she must have just seemed like a tight plaything. Breathing didn’t matter, all that did was breaking her in, getting her used to serving this titan of a cock~
She fucked her face, intending to take it slow, but going faster and faster the longer that it went on. Wide hips swung and thrust, massive balls swinging below as what must have only been a third of the monstrous cock used her throat. There was nothing she could do bound and restrained, drool pouring from her lips uncontained.
“You love this, don’t you? Mmm, you’re drooling and cumming all over yourself just from this~”
“Mggghh~” Furina could barely breathe! Her chest felt tight, but it was only making her cock throb so hard that it hurt. Her thighs were drenched top to bottom in juices.
Clorinde pulled her so just the tip was in her mouth, letting her chest swell as she took in a deep breath while she could. Holding her by the hair, her other hand stroked the ring of vibrant blue that was only a third of the way down her shaft at most. That was as far as she had gotten. All of this, from only a third. “I did the whole thing for you, but this is all you can do for me~? Mmm, I see…”
And just like that, she went right back to fucking her face. Her throat was so tight, mouth slurping like the wettest pussy.
Everything about Clorinde exuded utter dominance. Her prideful stature, her stoic disposition, and now her colossal breasts and unmatched, bestial cock, they all brought this giddy delight. Furina was pretty sure she was falling for the woman who was choking her on horse-shaft!
Clorinde met her eyes. She could tell from her flushed face and fluttering eyelids that the girl was close. By this point, the wannabe sub was fully enslaved by her urge to take over this girl. Desires to be the one owned were long forgotten as her cock controlled her head, a sultry smirk rising up as she said the words that would devote Furina to her authority.
“You must cum again, Furina. I want it.”
Eyes rolled back, she breathlessly spasmed, cock blasting out a full orgasm all over her own sheets and Clorinde’s legs. Cum sprayed like a river, balls emptying what they had left while her pussy drenched her thighs and soaked her new mattress.
Licking her lips, the taller woman waited until she was lost in her own orgasm before acting. She threw Furina off of her cock and onto her back, her last spurts landing on her own belly and breasts as she gasped deeply, taking full breaths for the first time since it entered her mouth. As she looked up at Clorinde with a goofy grin, she found herself staring down that cannon of a cock. “Here is your true reward.”
Great spurts of thick semen drenched Furina, painting every part of her that it could in sticky white. Clorinde moaned, her seductive cry echoing around the bedroom as she turned Furina into a dazed, twitching mess beneath a blanket of her seed.
It felt so good to put someone like her in her place below the duelist. Her eyes were rolled back, she was probably barely conscious as she took in just how totally dominated that she was~
Yet, Clorinde started this with the intent of submitting, didn’t she…?
She bit her lip, gently rubbing her cock. She did it again.
She had started trying to train Furina into topping her, to be the one who did it, but as soon as she saw that look in the girl’s eyes, every instinct demanded that she toss her down and break her into a bottom - her bottom.
Every time sex started with the thought that she might finally get put into her place, it always went this way. There was a twinge of disappointment, but the satisfaction that came with turning a girl like this into a mewling, cum drenched mess was too great~
Even now, her instincts were telling her to leave Furina to wallow in her seed for a few hours and really realize how good it felt. Maybe she should, yes, that would be fun. She could go, collect her head for a few hours, then come back closer to dinnertime to clean her up for the opera in the evening-
“The opera…”
She groaned, slapping a hand to her still wet cheek. They still had to go out later! It was a good thing that she had all afternoon. Furina would need time to… reboot.