Wyrm Lord of Brockton Bay 16 (Patreon)

Alan Marris

After I returned from Boston’s still drowning streets and the meeting with Mantellum’s landlord(?), I wanted to relax and let loose a little. I couldn’t fly around as a dragon, however. I knew that doing such a thing would be tantamount to taunting the Coalition, the Protectorate, and everyone else to start pointing their weapons and hands at me in fear of being my next meal. 

So I did the only thing I could do to relieve myself of stress.

Sex.

I pounded vigorously into Taylor, feeling my sweat fly off of me while her ass bounced delightfully and tightly against my crotch. She squealed and panted with each thrust, pushing back against me as much as she kept up with the rhythm of our intercourse. 

“A-lan-!” she moaned as she orgasmed, dipping her head into the bedsheet and screaming in ecstasy. But I didn’t give her rest. I just continued to pull her on and off me in full strokes, dragging her to me and then pushing her away along with my own hips pulling myself away from her. 

The entire bed shook with each motion, and Taylor mumbled out, unable to coherently communicate. 

This wasn’t her first orgasm of the day nor the second. It wasn’t the third orgasm she had to endure while being my cock sleeve in this sex alone. 

“T-Time. Tim-eee…!” she squealed off towards the end when I orgasmed, pulling her deep while pushing myself deep into her. I felt the tip of my dick push against her cervix and shuddered as I ejaculated, painting the insides of her vagina hot with my semen. After half a minute of feeling her tired and gaping pussy futilely milk my dick for more semen, I pulled out of her, brandishing my semen and juice covered dick to the cold air. 

She whimpered on the bed with her face buried in the sheets, gasping like she ran a marathon. Technically speaking, she’d been in a marathon despit her pregnancy status. Sex marathon with me, that was. 

I found her talking with some of the new capes about how they were going to be improving the streets of Brockton Bay when I returned. While I was a little miffed about her more or less hijacking the command of some of those capes, I let her do it. 

For letting this transgression go, I made love to her ceaselessly. 

I also gave her three time outs, which were five minute rest periods she could use. This was her last one.

Watching her lithe body tremble from the two hours of sex so far was a turn-on in and of itself, a and the dazed and blank face of her blissful ecstasy added to that turn-on like spice to a perfect culinary dish. 

I wanted to stick my dick in her again - I didn’t care which hole, I just wanted to make her melt in pleasure - and continue this, but I promised her that I would give her three breaks, so I waited for her. 

Weakly pushing herself up, Taylor managed to flop onto her back, completely ignoring my first ejaculation on her back which would undoubtedly smear the bedsheets. She was too tired to care, I knew.

“D-Do I r-really hav-?” she stuttered while heaving for breath. 

“Yes,” I cut her off mercilessly and answered her question at the same time. 

Her lips quivered a little and she pushed herself up a little. She looked at me and my sweating body and then looked at my dick. 

My dick throbbed, twitching visibly. 

“Ugh,” she moaned out before flopping backward. Even as she did so, her hands found themselves caressing her swollen pregnant belly. Her belly was now visibly swollen.

Just acknowledging the fact that Taylor was pregnant with my baby was enough for my slightly shrinking dick to start getting hard again. 

And 5 minutes were up.

Wanting to do something new this time, I grabbed one of her legs and pull it up to my shoulder while I neglected the other. Taylor whimpered in both anticipation and frustration before she mewled with pleasure when I plunged myself into her vagina. 

“Who’s my bitch, Taylor?” I growled as I pounded into her, heedless of her slowly declining state of mind from the new wave of pleasure taking grip of her mind. “Who’s the bitch that’s going to have my baby year after year?!” 

“I-I-I a-am…!” Taylor moaned out while her eyes began to roll into her head. 

“Who’s the slut that’s going to suck my dick whenever I tell her to?!” I growled louder as I penetrated deeper into her, scraping out my old ejaculates with my dick to make room for fresh ones. 

“I-I am-!” she whimpered out before cutting herself off with a scream.

I freed my right hand and cupped one of her growing breasts. I pinched her nipple and pulled. At this point though, Taylor was deep in pleasure. All she did was moan out while her own hips bounced to the rhythm of my thrusts and the rest of her body bonelessly relaxed. 

I groaned as I climaxed inside of her again, and then looked down at Taylor.

Ah, she fainted.

Shrugging, I pulled out of her. I watched as her gaping vagina squeezed and relaxed repeatedly while dribbling out my semen. It always turned me on just looking at her like this. 

I laid her leg back down and penetrated her again.

I never said I would stop when she fell unconscious.

-VB-

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck - oh fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-!” Lisa squealed while I took her from behind. The speed of her chant hastened when I began to pump her faster. “Fu-ack-!” she choked out when I wrapped an arm around her neck and the other around her arms and chest, trapping her on the spot, dangling from my dick and arms. 

With her face locked up, her eyes stared up at me, and I took this chance to aggressively kiss her, depriving her of oxygen in the process.

She struggled even as she thrusted her own hips back to my thrusts taking her from behind like an animal. 

She gagged into my mouth as my tongue ran rampant inside of her mouth, pushing down into her throat at one point only to pull back around and wrap around her own tongue. 

Her eyes began to roll back into her head and I could feel her vagina tightening around me. 

Then I released my arm choking her, and she climaxed on the spot. She gagged and choked even as I broke the kiss, opting to bury my face on the nape of her neck with both of my arms holding her tightly around her lower chest. 

She trembled and then twitched twice as she orgasmed hard, before collapsing forward, mewling and gasping.

“Oh, are you out of it already?” I asked Lisa as I sat down on her office chair. Then I began to bounced my hip, causing her to slide up and down my shaft. She moaned as her body bounced on top of mine without her input, and completely relaxed into the motion. 

“F-Fucking damnit, A-Ala-!” 

She screamed as I let go of her, causing her to fall forward. She stopped herself by grabbing the edge of the desk and holding onto the edge weakly. With my hands on her waist, I grinned as I pushed the chair back a little, forcing her to stretch her arms. 

When her head was off the desk and hanging off her neck and shoulders mid air, I began to pound up into her. 

It wasn’t long before she climaxed again, and this time, she lost her grip over the edge of the desk and fell. I used the wind to slow her fall without causing turbulence and softened the earth with my power so she wouldn’t slam her hands onto the hard smoothened rock floor. 

And then I was pounding into her again in that position. 

She was not happy with me afterward.