And here's the third of three suggestions made earlier this month! Just like the other two it's a sequel to a story I wrote sometime back and I highly recommend checking the other one out first to familiarize yourself with the main character!
You can find said story here!
“78831 Wyrmsreach Avenue, May 14th, cum alone or don't cum at all!”
No matter how many times he'd read that message Gallach still couldn't believe what it said. He must've decoded a hundred different times since he missed bis chance to see Grizella at the special Lover's Maze event and it still didn't make any sense. Part of him was honestly convinced he'd made it all up in his head out fo sheer, pathetic loneliness. That he'd finally snapped and started seeing signs and symbols where there weren't any.
No one online had made even the slightest mention of secret codes and hidden messages in the golden tickets that'd been sent out. Not even the darkest, most random corners of the internet. At least not as far as he could find. And while he was no stranger to scouring the deep web Gallach didn't want to end up on some watchlist after going too far done the gremlin hole in his desperate search to validate his own insanity. Of course he could've given up on his utterly inane fixation. Accepted that he was definitely imagining things and just hope he could get a day off work the next time he had a chance to meet Grizella in person.
But that would've been the sane, healthy thing to do. The kind of reaction a sane person would've had to something as bizarre as thinking they found a secret message in a mass produced coupon masquerading as some fanciful promotional item. And there was no pretending he was anywhere within spitting distance of sane after he'd taken an hour long cab ride across town to check out the address he'd found in the message. Though even a crazy person probably would've taken one look at the run down, half boarded up building they'd been led to by their own delusions and finally accept the truth. But somehow that flashing neon sign blinding him with the obvious truth went entirely ignored as he looked up and down the street for a few moments. It might've seen better days but there was no ignoring the fact that he'd ended up in the Red Light District. Or at the edge of it at least.
“I'm such a fucking moron.” He whispered to himself, staring down at the golden ticket he'd been holding the entire drive over and shaking his head. “There's no way any of this is actually real. Why the hell would someone like Grizella bother with—”
“You stickin around or headin back?” The cab driver shouted.
Practically jumping out of his skin as he was reminded of the surly Dwarf who'd driven him there Gallach turned around and gave a pointless little nod before realizing how stupid his 'answer' actually was and speaking up, “I-I think I'm gonna stick around!” He looked back at the building behind him for a moment before asking, “How much will it cost to hand around a little while longer?”
“Same as it cost to drive here! I'm running the meter either way.”
“Oh...” Immediately pulling out his wallet and checking the cash he had on hand Gallach sighed and pulled out a few bills, “I'll be back in a few minutes!”
Snatching the money and counting it with an even grumpier expression the Dwarf grunted at him and tapped the meter, “You've got seven! Any later than that and I'm gone!”
“Understood. Thank you.”
“Six minutes and counting boy.”
Nodding once again and cracking a small grin Gallach turned away from the cab and hurried towards the dilapidated building. While most of the windows had been boarded up, and the ones that hadn't were smashed in or completely covered in grime, somehow the doors were mostly untouched. At least as far as anything blocking them. Like most of bricks around them and really everything all along the street they were covered in graffiti and dirt. But the chain undoubtedly meant to keep them shut was broken and left in a little pile on the side of the stoop. Maybe the first proper sign his crazy theory wasn't quite as crazy as it seemed, though Gallach was smart enough to know there could be a hundred other reasons for the chain being broken. Although he certainly didn't have any trouble imagining Grizella breaking them and breaking into that rundown apartment building too. Or he was just letting his optimism get the better of him.
Either way he slowly pushed the door open and stepped inside his eyes quickly adjusting to the almost complete darkness inside. After a moment or two he could see his surroundings as easily as if they were bathed in sunlight, though that hardly assuaged his concerns. Between the garbage, dust, and general disarray of everything around him it was hard to imagine a fabulously wealthy star like Grizella actually spending her time somewhere so grungy. Maybe for a kinky shoot or a few scenes catering to some kidnapping fetish but for a secret rendezvous hidden in a golden ticket? That was so utterly insane he didn't even know why he was walking up the sitars. Let alone what he hoped to find on the floors above. It's not like he could search every single room in seven min—
“Is that...Dwarvish Axe Metal?”
Faint as it was there was no mistaking that thunderous baseline or the downright oppressive screaming accompanying it. Even from several floors down Gallach would've recognized that distinctive music anywhere and by the time he was standing on the second floor landing it was practically clear as day, at least in the otherwise deathly silent apartment building. It was almost impossible to wrap his head around what he was hearing and actually believing it was real seemed genuinely impossible. Not that it stopped him from immediately hurrying towards the next flight of stairs with an ear to ear grin.
Still trying to convince himself he was imagining things Gallach took the stairs two at a time as he scrambled higher and higher up the building. He really didn't have any idea what he'd do with himself if he was somehow right. He'd honestly never actually considered what would happen if his crazy theory proved true. But he couldn't have been more eager to find out.
“Please don't let this be a dream!” He whispered to himself, panting and wheezing as he sprinted up several flights of stairs in no time flat, “Please don't be dream! Please don't be a dream! Oh Gods I hope this isn't a dream!”
Idly scrolling through her phone and responding to the few interesting messages she received Grizella bobbed her head in time with her music and let out a dramatic little sigh. It'd been hours since she'd snuck into that run down apartment building and somehow no one had shown up. Despite hundreds and hundreds of golden tickets going out nobody had cracked her little code. Or if they had they'd been too stupid to show up and spend an hour in heaven with her!
Whatever the case may have been she was just about ready to call it as the last song on her playlist started to wind down, “Maybe I did make it too hard.” She thought, “I guess I should've have expected so much from a bunch of degenerate perverts.
But just as she was about to hit up the driver she used any time she didn't want to take her convertible somewhere too sketchy Grizella heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps outside her door. She looked over at the hulking Minotaur she'd hired for security and he nodded, wordlessly moving to one side of the door and bracing himself for any trouble. Grizella sat up and slid to the edge of the comfy mattress she'd had him drag up to the tenth floor, all at once excited and shocked. After how long she'd been left waiting it was hard to believe someone was actually coming. But there was definitely no mistaking those heavy steps or the breathless panting accompanying them.
They came to a sudden stop right outside the front door and Grizella smiled even wider, half expecting the stranger to burst in like a sex crazed maniac. Instead she heard a soft, almost timid knock and a quiet voice asking, “Miss Grizella? A-Are you in there?”
Too stunned to speak Grizella looked at her bodyguard and he leaned over, turning the rusty doorknob and wrenching it open so roughly he nearly ripped the warped wooden frame right out of the wall. A shower of dust and wooden splinters momentarily obscured the stranger standing just outside but when it started to clear Grizella was left staring at somehow the last person she expected to see and exactly who she'd expected to crack her code. Six feet tall and dressed in a boring white button up shirt with black slacks and a blue tie he looked like he'd walked right out of some corporate office. But his youthful face and dark, ashen skin immediately caught her attention. As did the shock of thick gray hair left completely disheveled by his exertions. And his blood red, pupil less eyes were nothing short of exhilarating, even when the rest of his face completely betrayed that imposing stare.
“I-It's really you!” He exclaimed, his deep, raspy voice clashing with his distinctly giddy tone, “I can't believe it's really you!”
“It's really me!” She laughed. Springing to her feet as she spoke and sauntering towards him with exactly the kind of cocksure swagger he no doubt expected Grizella bit her lower lip and looked him up and down until she was barely an inch or two away, “What took you so long?!”
Confusion flashed across the Ashkin's face for a moment before his cheeks darkened in embarrassment and he looked down at the ticket he was still holding, “I... I couldn't take time off work...”
Grizella stared at him for a few seconds, her brow slowly furrowing as he squirmed in utter embarrassment, before suddenly bursting into laughter. A smiled flickered across his face as he listened to her giggle but it was instantly replaced with a wincing gasp as she slugged his arm hard enough to leave the entire thing numb from a single blow.
“I shoulda known only some dorky little desk jockey could solve my message!” Turning away from him and sauntering back towards the mattress she plopped back down on the edge and teasingly leaned back pushing out her breasts and biting her lower lip s she watched him watch her. And after a few seconds of quiet she nodded to her Minotaur bodyguard. He walked out of the room and into the hall, shutting the door behind him while Grizella asked, “So how'd you figure it out?”
“Figure wha—th-the message?” Gallach absentmindedly asked, distracted by the enormous security guard that'd just jostled him out of the way.
“Obviously! Are you some kind cyber security whiz kid or somethin? A codebreaker or one of those nerds who study old ass stone tablets for dead languages and shit?”
Uh... n-no... I'm just an accountant...”
“Seriously?!” All at once impressed and annoyed Grizella sat up a bit straighter to look at him with an intensity he couldn't quite bear, “How'd you figure it out then?”
“I don't... I 'm not really... I-I just like puzzles....” Gallach remarked, nervously rubbing his arm and looking anywhere but the beautiful Goblin staring at him so fixedly, “I've always liked decoding hidden messages a-and stuff like that... I've even made a couple in the past... but none of them were as complicated as the one you put in the golden tickets!”
“Yeah somehow I doubt that!” She laughed, “You're the only one who managed to solve the message!”
“Really?”
“Yup! I've been sitting here all day waiting for my dick appointment and nobody's come knocking until you! I was just starting to give up hope!”
Thoroughly stunned by that information Gallach struggled to wrap his mind around the idea that nobody else had solved her code. It seemed downright absurd and yet she didn't really have any reason to lie about it, “That's... wow I-I just thought nobody was talking about it because they wanted to keep the whole thing secret!”
“That was the plan. But I guess I went a little too crazy with it huh?”
“Yeah...” He smiled, nodding and glancing at her face for a second before nervously looking away again, “What would you have done if someone did leak it?”
Her impish smile and sparkling eyes answered his question more succinctly than words ever could but she still didn't hesitate to speak up with a simple, “I woulda fucked as many as I could and made this filthy apartment even dirtier!”
More than a thrilled by that prospect yet embarrassed all at the same time Gallach nodded like a fool and blushed even more furiously. He continued to sneak nervous little glances at her only to look away after a moment, utterly incapable of meeting her gaze. Not after so many years spent admiring her from afar and following her pretty much the moment he had enough money to sub, “W-Why'd you choose a place like this?” He asked for want of something to fill the silence.
“Because it's hotter than some ritzy hotel.” Grizella replied, not the least bit phased by the 'awkward' silence and endlessly amused by how embarrassed her companion was, “Nothing makes you feel like a bigger whore than getting fucked stupid in some filthy old building that's been abandoned for years!”
The excitement in her voice and the way she casually sauntered closer to him thrilled Gallach more than any video ever could, even as he quietly shied away from her, “Th-That makes sense...”
“I'm glad you approve.” She laughed, “But you didn't come here just to waste all your time talking about stupid shit...”
“No...” Swallowing past the lump in his throat and taking a deep breath he shakily handed her the ticket he'd decoded and tried to act as strong and confident as could be while she took it with a knowing, ear to ear smile, “I-I came here to make—to-to fuck y-you!”
Grizella burst into laughter and cheerfully punched his arm again, hitting the exact same spot as she gleefully exclaimed, “Was that the first time you've ever said that to a woman?!”
“I-In person... yeah...”
“Oooh are you a virgin?” Her eyes lit up as she moved in even closer, hands on her hips and a truly wild grin lighting up her face.
All but forced to look at her as she pressed herself against him Gallach meekly shook his head and softly replied, “No... but I might as well be...”
Staring into his very soul for a few seconds before taking his hand and pulling him away from the doorway Grizella led him to the mattress she'd bought special for her would be gangbang and shoved him onto it. Gallach tumbled onto the soft padding and scrambled to sit up but she pressed a heel against his chest and kept him splayed out. Their eyes locked for a few seconds as she folded her arms and stared, clearly trying to figure out what she wanted to do with him. Before he could say or do much of anything beyond quietly panting she wordlessly lifted her top up over her head and tossed it away with a playful flick of her wrist. He sucked in a ragged breath at the sight of her soft, beautiful breasts heaving in the almost nonexistent light. A nervous little moan spilled from his lips a moment later when her heel vanished from his chest.
Slowly pulling her skirt and thong down, her hips swaying back and forth as she did. Grizella flashed him a knowing smile as she said, “You've got an hour to have all the fun you want with me. It was supposed to be half an hour but since you're the only one who showed up I figure we should make the most of our time. You got that Acacius?!”
“Setting a timer now boss.” Her security guard rumbled.
“I-I get a whole hour?”
“Mmhmmm!” Stepping out of her skirt and panties Grizella let him stare at her plump, hairless pussy for a few seconds, his mouth hanging opens his eyes traced her puffy folds, “And you can do aaaanything you want... as long as you've seen me do it in a vid.”
“Anything?”
“You're wasting time cutie.”
Sitting upright and nervously swallowing again Gallach stared at her for much, much longer than he meant to. His mind was racing too fast for him to think up anything coherent as hundreds, if not thousands of videos flashed through his head one after another. Alongside more fantasies than he could even begin to count. All eventually silenced by the first thing he blurted out.
“C-Can I fist y-y-your ass?!” He stammered, watching beads of arousal trickling down her chubby thighs as she waited for him to respond.
Surprise flashed across her face for just a moment before delight overwhelmed it as she giddily exclaimed, “You don't mess around do you? I respect that! Ass fisting it is!”
Sauntering past him to collect some from a little hand purse nearby she retrieved an irresponsibly large bottle of lube from the depths of her enchanted bag. Gallach crawled closer to her and watched in genuine awe as she poured a massive dollop of sweet smelling lubrication into her hand. And when she turned towards him a moment later he sucked in another nervous breath. Grizella laughed an grabbed his wrist with her free hand, holding him steady as she lathered his entire fist and even some of his forearm in lube.
“You should roll up your sleeves.” She remarked, “Unless your gonna be a bitch about it.”
“I-I'll roll up my sleeves.” Gallach muttered, doing exactly that as he spoke.
“Good.”
In less than a minute she'd thoroughly lathered his arm and even squirted a few dollops into her ass for good measure. Gallach couldn't believe anything that was happening even before Grizella joined him on the mattress but when she laid down and spread her legs he was left completely stunned. Though not quite as stunned as he thought, “C_Could you roll over?”
“Face down ass up?” Grizella asked, moving into position and pushing her deliciously plump cheeks up into the air while resting her chin on her hands, “A man after my own heart.”
Though her words filled him with a confidence he'd never known Gallach barely heard what Grizella actually said. He was much, much too busy staring at her body. Drooling over the enormous curves of her fat ass and staring at the somehow even chubbier folds of her pussy peeking out between her unbelievably thick thighs. Even as he moved behind her and laid a hand on her softly bouncing cheek no part of his rational mind could believe what was happening. A feeling that only continued to grow as he spread her juicy buttocks apart to reveal the tightly clenched, dark green oval hidden between those voluptuous curves. Every pit as puffy and lewd as it'd looked in her last anal focused video Grizella's asshole was nothing short of perfection.
“Don't keep me waiting cutie!” She moaned, looking back at him and spreading her own cheeks with a soft moan, her hands smacking against her ass as she grabbed them, “You've got me all worked up now!”
The doubting little voice in the back of his mind tried to tell him she was hamming it up for his benefit, that she didn't really want him at all. But it was so much easier to ignore that voice when he was watching Grizella spread herself open. When he was watching her puffy asshole wink and quiver as her pussy glistened with unmistakable arousal. And after a few moments of indecision he pressed two fingers against her sloppy little oval. She moaned almost immediately and pushed herself onto him in an instant. His digits all but disappeared into her ass with incredible ease and Gallach slid knuckle deep inside the woman he'd been fantasizing about for close to thirty years. Without even thinking he pushed another finger in. Then another after that. In no time at all his entire hand was buried in her asshole like he was moving it through empty air. Only with Grizella's amazingly tight inner walls sloppily contracting around him as she eagerly rubbed her pussy.
“Now make a fist!” She moaned, “Make a fist and fuck my loose ass!”
“Y-Yes ma'am!”
Gallach didn't have the slightest clue why he'd said that but he didn't have time to worry about his words. He far too busy curling his fingers into a fist and pushing even deeper into her ass. He watched her puffy oval swallow up his wrist and felt her entire body contract as he stretched her open inch by inch. Maybe not as much as some of the utterly beastly cocks she'd taken in the past but she didn't seem to mind the difference! Her fingers were already a blur across her clit and the low, guttural moans tumbling from her lips were ever bit as thrilling as the first time he'd heard them. Even more so as he pushed deeper and watched her asshole start to stretch around his forearm. Though he wasn't the most muscular man in the world he had enough to see her opening wider and wider around him as he continued to slide his fist deep inside her ass. So deep the pressure was actually starting to make him wince as her asshole wrapped around the thickest part of his arm. To say nothing of how loudly and frantically Grizella was moaning.
“D-Don't stop!” She growled, plunging two fingers into her cunt and madly working her clit with her other hand, “I fucking lubed you up to the elbow for a reason!”
If there was any hesitation left inside him it melted away the moment he heard those breathlessly spoken words. Grizella's throaty command had barely left her lips before Gallach pushed the rest of his arm inside her. Sinking elbow deep into her ass so much faster than he expected he held himself there for what felt like an eternity. Or maybe even longer. Between the deep, animalistic noises erupting from her mouth and the way her asshole spasmed around him every second felt like a year. He could feel her sucking him in deeper with every spasm. Could feel her fingers stirring up her pussy as she fingered herself in an absolute frenzy. But most of all he could feel just how close she was to an orgasm. Gallach had never felt anything like it in his life and he was left completely floored by the sensation. Almost intoxicated by the perversity and intimacy of feeling her quiver and tighten.
So naturally he pulled back, withdrawing his fist a lot faster than he'd pushed it in. Fast enough to leave Grizella practically howling as his arm slid free and his hand threatened to emerge from her ass. But before he could completely retreat she grabbed his wrist and stopped him. Their eyes met and she stared at him with a mixture of breathless delight and wanton lust. Gallach nodded and she let go of his wrist. A heartbeat later he was shoving his fist back into her guts as fast as he could manage. All the way up to the elbow his arm vanished into her ass while she writhed and shuddered in fits of uncontrollable ecstasy.
Guided entirely by instinct and instinct alone Gallach pumped his fist in and out of her ass in a steadily growing rhythm. He'd never be able to wreck her like the men and women in her videos but he could certainly try his best! All but punching deep into her ass only to pull out again like he was trying to violently start a lawnmower he did everything he thought she wanted. Everything he'd seen her enjoy in the past. And he was rewarded for his diligence in the sweetest way imaginable.
“Ohhhhhhhhh fuck” Grizella moaned, “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!”
Her back arched and her whole body stiffened as she continued to scream until her voice was little more than a hoarse whimper. Gallach instinctively plunged his fist back inside her ass and she immediately stammered herself just that little bit further onto him. Just enough to see his elbow sink into her ass a moment before she erupted like a broken hydrant. And he didn't even have time to process that amazing bit of lewdness. Not when he was overwhelmed by another as she squirted all over him in a veritable fountain of pure, unbridled ecstasy! Grizella drenched them both in a single jet as she groaned like a raving lunatic but before the first stream had even finished spraying across their bodies another streaked out to join it. Then another, and another, and another after that!
Everything from the mattress beneath them to the front of Gallach's clothes were soaked in her ecstasy and dripping in creamy rivulets. Even when her eruptions started to diminish the messy stream gushing from her pussy was enough to keep him almost permanently drenched in her arousal. And so deeply breathing in her sweetness he was almost drunk on the intoxicating aroma.
At some point after Grizella had collapsed against the mattress in a delirious heap he finally started to pull his fist out of her asshole. And he likely wouldn't done it in a single quick, thoughtless motion if she hadn't trembled so fiercely around him the moment he started withdrawing. If her puffy oval hadn't immediately tried to suck him back in as her inner walls trembled and her whole body shuddered in another burst of uncontrollable ecstasy. Though watching her puffy ring slowly distend around his fist as he pulled out regardless was more than enough of a treat to keep him going anyways.
As was the long, throaty squeal she let out, her eyes sparkling with unabashed delight while she looked back at him and shakily whispered, “That was a real fucking good start cutie... I can't remember the last time someone really fucked my ass up like that...”
“I'm glad I didn't go overboard!” He whispered back, his wrist emerging from her sloppoly quivering hole.
“There's no chance you would've gone overboard...”
After all the videos he watched Gallach didn't have any trouble believing that. Hell after his fist emerged from her ass in a wet, sputtering showering of lube, her asshole squelching and gurgling as it was left gaping wide open, he all but had to agree, “I don't doubt it...”
Laughing at him as she finally collapsed onto the mattress in a complete wreck Grizella slowly rolled onto her back and flashed him a grin as she asked, “What's next big boy?”
His eyes naturally roamed her body and drank in the sight of her sweat soaked skin shimmering in wha little light spilled in from outside. Another thousand conflicting urges and ideas bounced around in his head as he tried to figure out what he wanted. And once again he was left blurting out the very first thing to escape his lips.
“Can I fuck you in a full nelson?”
“Why are you asking permission cutie?” She moaned, shakily rising to her feet and grabbing his shoulders for support, “You're wasting precious time!”
Not even someone as nervous and inexperienced as Gallach could worry their way out of such a blatant and enthusiastic invitation. He was on his feet before he even realized what he was doing and he was picking up Grizella barely a second or two later. She might've been heavier than he expected, and undoubtedly more than he could manage in more ways than one, but he didn't really care. Not when she was wrapping her arms around his shoulders and he was pulling down his slacks. Just the thought of having sex with her was incredible but actually pressing his cock against her fat pussy before he slipped both arms under her legs was beyond words. And around the time he was clasping his fingers behind her head and manhandling her entire body as he braced for that first, incredible thrust he didn't feel an ounce of hesitation. Though when he actually slammed his cock balls deep inside her breathtakingly tight pussy he finally understood real pleasure.
“Ohhh fuck!” Grizella moaned, her whole body convulsing as she was stretched open nice and wide by his perfectly thick cock, “Ohhhhhh fuck that's good!”
His tip slammed into her cervix with enough force to steal her breath away and send her entire body lurching upwards like she'd just stepped on a bed of hot coals. A fresh torrent of warmth gushed out of her pussy and she even squirted a messy jet of lube all over his waist as her asshole reflexively tightened too. All the whole her groaning pleasure was completely drowned out by the breathless moans erupting from his lips.
Of all the things to love about fucking her fans and letting them have their way with her hearing those genuine groans and frantic gasps was easily one of the best. Grizella basked in his shuddering gasps and downright convulsive shudders almost as much as the pressure of his cock against the entrance of her womb. Or the gooey smear of amazingly warm precum he left across it as he pulled out. She barely had time to brace herself for another stroke before he was slamming back inside her and slamming her down onto him simultaneously. And there was no way to brace herself for the ecstasy of his prick slamming against her so much harder than she would've expected! He might not have been a hulking beast with a foot long cock she wouldn't have known that by the way he fucked her. How utterly ferocious he was right out the gate!
Well and truly holding nothing back Gallach totally gave in to his instincts. To every wild urge and sex crazed fantasy he'd enjoyed while he watched Grizella work. Hammering away at her pussy like he was trying to break her in half he was like a totally different person! Even he could understand that despite the pleasure addled stupor he was in. But there was no controlling nor stopping it. Not without her telling him to stop. Of his own volition and guided by his own desires he was nothing short of a sex crazed fiend pounding away at her gorgeously tight pussy with all his might. Basking in her endlessly quivering inner walls and reveling in every sound she made as he fucked her with all his might.
As obvious as it might've been there truly was no comparison between fantasy and reality. Between watching her online and actually feeling her writhing against him. Words couldn't describe the ecstasy of just basking in her presence and hearing her squeal as he fucked her. And the madness only continued to grow as he reached his peak.
Within a minute of slamming inside her for the very first time Gallach was fucking Grizella in an almost nonstop frenzy. His body was a blur of wild strokes and sloppily gushing ecstasy as she soaked them both in a constant downpour of pleasure. One made so much gooey and thick by the lube erupting from her ass over and over and over again as she convulsed. And even when it wasn't outright squirting from her sloppily gaped hole it continued to ooze out in a messy stream so thick and copious they were left splattered in her mess almost instantly.
Long, increasingly creamy strands of her ecstasy and that sweetly scented lubrication connected their bodies only to inevitably break and rain down on the mattress beneath his feet. But more were constantly formed as her ass slammed against his hips and her pussy gushed like a broken fountain even when she wasn't cumming. Add to that the sloppy sounds of their colliding flesh as Gallach pounded her for as long as he could and the creamy, sex crazed mess they'd become was well and truly beyond compare. At least for him and his laughably limited experience. For her it was practically an average Tuesday night, though she enjoyed every single moment of it nonetheless. Even when his pace inevitably slowed as he was forced to catch his breath.
Because unlike so many other fans she'd fucked he didn't stop and catch his breath, even if his hips slowed considerably. Instead he continued to move her body up and down his cock like she was nothing more than a toy to be used. A realistic Goblin sex doll worthy of nothing but being fucked as he recuperated and regained some of his stamina. Trading speed for power he still collided with her cervix hard enough to steal her breath away and he still left her mewling and squirming in fits of abject delight no matter what he was doing. And whether by design or pure accident when he finally started jackhammering her pussy again the sheer anticipation of him resuming that frantic pace made it so much more exciting. Far more exciting than she ever would've guessed! It was even enough to push her to the brink of another orgasm long before she ever expected to enjoy one. Though much to her unending glee it still took a good while longer to actually succumb.
Which meant minutes upon minutes of ball slapping ecstasy. Minutes upon minutes of floating through an adrenaline fueled, pleasure addled haze as her mind was awash in desire and her body utterly ravished by his every stroke. It lasted long enough to see her basking in another heady downturn as he recovered from his frenzy and the unbridled joy of feeling him start back up again inevitably sent her careening into another convulsive bout of utter bliss. She didn't know how long it'd taken or how long it lasted and she didn't care. Grizella simply erupted into another gleeful fit of spasming bliss.
Squirting all over his cock and all across the mattress beneath them she was all but reduced to the quivering fuck doll he'd been treating her ass. Her grunts and groans and guttural squeals were more frantic and uncontrollable than every before as she writhed against her. The once cavernous wreck that was her asshole tightened and spasmed in fits of pure ecstasy, spraying lube all over them and almost prolapsing onto his cock amidst her feverish joy. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed down on her before radiating outwards to the very tips of her fingers and toes. Every stroke of his cock sent another bolt of ecstasy crashing through her wholly independent of the rest as he slammed into her cervix with a ferocious abandon. And sometimes, when she was truly lucky, it all lined up in the most perfect cacophony of madness. One so sweet no mortal could possibly hope to bear it all.
How she managed to stay conscious throughout his ferocity, or all the other mind shattering pleasures she'd endured across her lifetime, was a mystery not even she could answer. But it was certainly something she could revel in as she stayed amazingly, acutely aware of what was happening. Even with her mind gone and her body overwhelmed she felt his cock swell. And felt his balls tightening against her pussy with every smack.
It wasn't even a surprise when he let out a telltale groan and shakily gasped, “I'm gonna cum!” but it was certainly one more thrill to enjoy amidst her ecstasy.
As was the sudden fountain of searing hot cum spraying into her pussy and even seeping into the depths of her womb soon after. Grizella hadn't fucked many Ashkins in her life but she'd never forget how wonderfully hot their cum was. So hot it was almost unbearable! But that only made her want even more as he continued to pump load after massive load inside her, his hips still lurching back and forth in time with each new jet. And it left her almost lamenting all the jizz gushing out of her pussy as he inevitably filled her up and her madly quivering walls inevitably sent his cum squirting out alongside her own arousal.
It was such a wonderful ebb and flow she was almost sad to see it end after only fifteen seconds of toe curling bliss. Though she couldn't have been happier to have experienced it in the first place! And of course she was absolutely thrilled by how hard his cock managed to stay even after he'd emptied his balls inside her. Even if that elation was momentarily cut short by a knock at the door.
“W-What?!” She groaned, mindlessly trying to look back even with hands still pressing against the back of her neck.
Thankfully the man still balls deep in her cunt turned around to face the door just as it opened and her bodyguard peeked in, “Ten minutes boss.”
“I-Is anyone else here?”
“No.”
A short, tense silence filled the air as Gallach waited for her to respond and Grizella deliberately left him hanging as she smiled at her bodyguard. But after a few seconds of feeling him squirm she finally let him relax as she said, “Give us another hour...”
“You got it boss.”
“Really?” He asked, finally lifting her off his cock and setting her down on the sopping wet mattress as he knelt beside her.
“Yeah why not?” She laughed. Shuddering as his cum leaked out of her pussy and her asshole remained nice and gaped even after all that time she looked up at him with a slowly widening grin, “Only this time we're doing what I wanna do!”
“Deal!” Gallach replied, “W-What'd you want to do first?”
Slowly biting her lower lip as she considered all the crazy things she loved Grizella finally settled on something she hadn't indulged in a while, “Are you thirsty?”