Chapter 232 - Feels Good to be Back (Patreon)

Opalina’s pussy is just as meaty and warm as the last time we were fortunate enough to make love, and only now that I’m balls deep inside her do I realize just how much I’d been missing it. My hips are straddling her from behind, my hands grabbing the globes of her ass as I sink deeper and deeper before bottoming out. She’s tight, but the resistance doesn’t stop me from scraping the back of her pink walls with little effort.

Rather than waste any time with playful back and forth, I start giving her what she’s been wanting all day. I thrust in and out, watching her jiggling butt ripple from every minor movement as a wet smacking sound slowly starts to echo in our chamber. It’s quiet at first, but once I fully ensure she’s not going to go and hurt her back again, I start picking up my pace with the thrusting.

Her inner heat and wetness draw sigh after sigh from my lips, every stroke along the insides of her vagina comforting me with the bliss of feeling totally at ease with the world around me. “I missed you so much,” I whisper under my breath, clenching her ass harder with my nails. “I missed this juicy fucking pussy...”

The witch bites her lip, her walls clenching around me as the dirty talk stirs further arousal from her fertile loins. “And I missed feeling you inside me...” Opalina admits, her arms stretching out under her pillow to hold up her head.

My hips start hammering harder as our love for each other makes me grow even harder inside her warm, sopping honeypot. Once the pace picks up, Opalina starts throwing her backside up against my cock to reciprocate. She howls from the enjoyment brought on by filling up her tight slit, removing any worries I have left regarding whether her back will give out again.

“Harder,” Opalina husks, reassuring me further. “I can take it...!”

I give the woman what she wants, slamming away at her with all of my comparatively youthful vigor. The sound of my hips smacking Opalina’s ass transcends from a quiet echo into a powerful rhythm akin to the beating of a war drum. If it weren’t for her mighty screams covering it up, there’s no doubt everyone else on the floor would hear the fury of skin slapping skin.

For a brief moment, I take one hand off of Opalina’s ass to bring a finger to my lips. Covering it with saliva, I surprise the witch by bringing it to her backside and pushing it into her free hole. She yelps in response, looking back at me with shock, “Excuse you?” Opalina asks.

“It looked lonely,” I shrug.

“I’m sure it did.” She rolls her eyes. “And I’m sure it had little to do with you just being a pervert.”

“Of course not. I just had to save this poor hole of yours from its loneliness.” I push deeper into her butt, watching her expression tense as my pointer finger expands the tight entrance to swallow me inch by inch. After I slowly start rubbing around the tightness of her behind, I feel her pussy clamp down on my cock like mad.

Such pressure pushes a moan from my lips, which satisfies my lover into smiling. At the same time, the tight ring of her anus squeezes on the base of my finger, making digging around much harder. Not to be outdone by a bit of tightness, I push past both barriers to continue fucking Opalina’s pussy with my fat cock and fucking her asshole with my finger.

After several more minutes of steamy enjoyment, Opalina takes notice of me throbbing inside her cunt and becomes determined to force a powerful ejaculation out of me. “Cum inside me, Dear...” She calls out to me in a low, breathy voice steeped in rich, chocolatey desire. “My womb’s been going crazy every day we’ve been apart... it wants to feel your hot, thick seed fill it to the brim again.”

“Fuck, Opal...” I shut my eyes as the mental image almost makes me cum right then and there. Using all my self-restraint, I stop thrusting for a split second and focus instead on digging around her ass, looking for pleasurable spots to rub against. It has an effect on her, but not enough to stop her from teasing me further.

“What’s the matter, don’t you like that idea...?” She narrows her glare in a lewd, venomous way. “Don’t you want to cum inside my hot little cunt as a real man would?”

Playing into her hands, I grow frustrated and shout at her, “I’ll show you how much of a man I am, damn it! I’ll fill your womb with so much damn cum it’ll drown!”

“Yes!” Opalina adds to my exhibitionist outburst, crying, “Fill me! Fill my pussy with the cum of the only man I’ll ever love!”

If I wasn’t about to cum in her, I’d point out how on the nose that little comment was, but I’m too busy. Instead, I fall to my baser desires and blow a gigantic load deep inside of the needy woman. My finger pulls out of her ass in a hurry, earning a loud gasp from Opalina, and I use my free hand to grab right back ahold of her ass so I can better pump myself in and out, ensuring every last stream of my semen is wrung out of me.

As my last few thrusts settle me down, I sigh and put my hands on both sides of her torso, holding me up as I lean over. One last time I ask her, “And you’re sure the Duke isn’t going to have my head or anything?”

Opalina giggles as she onto her side, my cock pulling out of her as it does. “Quite,” She confirms while admiring the gratuitous spillage seeping out of her pussy, red and swollen from the pounding I put her through. “Although I’m tempted to take your head for myself for that cheeky little stunt you pulled, Dear.”

“You already had plenty of my head.”

“Mmm... you just think you’re so clever, don’t you?”

“I like to think so, yes. Besides, you hardly seemed to mind in the long run.”

The mature woman sighs before lifting her lips in a cheeky smile. “I suppose now you want me to say I’d like something bigger in my ass?”

“Well, if you’re offering...”

“Goodness,” She says, raising her voice much louder than it needs to be. “To think that fucking my pussy full of your semen wasn’t enough for you, you staggering alpha male! Why, you want my tight, tight little asshole as well?”

“Why do I keep falling for this?” I sigh, clasping my hand against the side of my temple.

Back to her normal voice, Opalina tells me, “Because you’re a man. You come equipped with a convenient handle that makes it easy for a woman like me to lead you around with.”

“At this point, I can’t even deny it...” I say with a shrug of my shoulders.

Her sadistic smile continues to glare at me with amusement. “You know what comes next, right?”

“Yes, yes. I’m more than aware.” I sigh, my heart growing heavy with embarrassment. I know I said I didn’t care anymore about being heard, but I got swept up in this mood and didn’t plan on saying anything along these lines.

“I’m waiting.”

Taking a deep breath, I tell the mischievous vixen in a loud, commanding voice. “Yes, let me fuck your ass. I want it so bad, and you’re going to give it to me.”

“I am?” She tilts her head coquettishly, enjoying playing up her innocence.

“Yes.” I make a serious expression that only continues fueling the old lady’s giggles.

Finally feeling mercy in that cold, black heart of hers, Opalina lays on her side and summons her Bra of Holding. The witch digs out a glass potion bottle filled with a red liquid. “I thought we might need this, so I siphoned a little lube from one of your stolen vats.” She tosses me the glassware. “Let’s see if it lives up to its name...”

“Which one was this?” I ask her, uncorking the liquid and taking a deep sniff. It smells like the desperate pleas of a thousand neglected pussies crying out for attention, mixed with fruits of all kinds. Theatrics aside, it’s undoubtedly pungent.

“Faerie Frenzy,” The witch answers upon noticing my interest. “Made with real powder gathered from the wings of Lust Faeries. Real expensive stuff, by the looks of it.”

“Sounds intense,” I raise an eyebrow in skepticism at the magical lubricant I hole in my hands. Only one way to judge its quality, I suppose. Tilting the bottle onto my hand, my flesh begins to warm and tingle in contact with the slippery liquid. A little of the stuff goes a long way, so I reach for my expectant cock and begin to jerk myself nice and slow, coating every inch of my pole in the bright red lube.

“Mmm,” Opalina licks her lips at the sight of me playing with myself. “Nice and slow for me, Sweetheart.” She teases.

“You’ve got it,” I make a show out of it, enjoying the spreading warmth and the perverted glares my older lover is sending my way. And then I start to sweat. A lot.

“Darling?” Opalina’s face, once twisted in sexual glee, now fills with concern as she watches me stop jacking off.

“Gods, it’s so hot...” My breathing becomes heavier, and on a pure whim, I dump half the remaining bottle over my groin, and the other half I sprinkle all over Opalina’s ass, pussy, as well as a little bit on her tits. My body grows even deeper on fire, and I howl from just how damn good it feels to have this stuff on me. I devolve into a beast as I toss the bottle away and massage the Faerie Frenzy into every inch of my cock and balls, and then spread the rest over my skin as far as it will go.

“What the fuck-” Opalina exclaims in surprise until the liquid sinks in, making her feel the heat just as severely. Then, she becomes like me. All logic, reasoning, and thought fade from her intelligent mind. Her body becomes sweaty, her pupils dilate, and she opens her mouth in a slack-jawed smile, her tongue drooping off to the side as soon as she does.

Opalina suddenly remembers what we were about to do and, while groping her sweaty tit in one hand, she lifts up the skirt of her negligee and pulls apart her cheeks as desperately as a whore on the street. “Fuck me,” She bites her lips, and her eyes flicker with astonishing pleasure as she says the words. “Fuck me in my ass.”