For Oberon, there was no ti for pleasantries or foreplay. He had a mission. As soon as I had given him the position, he grabbed and picked up. I could barely spread my legs before I was impaled on his massive cock. I wanted to kiss him, to achieve so level of intimacy, but he was already pinning against the wall. My head had sunk low down, not much higher than his abs. I was nearly bent in half.
He didn’t wait for to get ready, and although I was the kind of slut who was always wet, it still felt a bit jarring to have his large thing shoved inside without warning. My entire body shuttered as it split open. In my current position, he penetrated more deeply into than I was typically used to. Of course, I had larger dicks, but most of the ti they only push themselves so far, and my uterus was given a bit of ti to stretch before being violated so completely.
His hands wrapped around my ass, squeezing them tightly. He wasn’t doing it for any level of sexual gratification. He was just making sure he had a firm grip on my pelvis so that he could continue to violate with his hard dick.
“Hahhn… haaa…” I let out a bit of a cry, reaching out and grabbing onto his shirt.
He hadn’t even removed his clothing, just pulling his dick out from his pants. anwhile, he had stripped entirely bare, making feel vulnerable and exposed. His cock throbbed inside , and I felt my body growing hotter and hotter. I had been told that levels mattered when it ca to sex. There was a reason Oberon had waited to marry. I needed to be at a high enough level to be able to handle him.
I never focused much on this when I slept with n, but a 1st class person would struggle to sleep with a 2nd class person. Their status would be nearly double, giving them greater stamina, strength, and agility. There was a power discrepancy there which was more literal than the ones in my world. A teacher might sleep with a student or a boss with her employee, but in this world, the class system was literal.
2nd class n were more attractive, energetic, and powerful than 1st class n. A high enough level man could risk injuring a lower-level woman if they engaged in sex. Her only choice would be to bear his sexual abuse and hold on. So n got around this by having large harems where multiple won shared the burden of their high stamina. The man himself also needed to be careful, but it was honestly normal for n to be physically stronger than won, so it only went that far.
Nova and King Hyburn were very high-level n. They used status-inhibiting items, toys, and magic to have their way with won. Even then, it usually took a high-level woman to truly take what they gave. I was lucky in that my sex skills allowed to bridge so of the gaps that most won couldn’t make. It’s what attracted them to , and what allowed to survive their brutality.
My sex mastery also went the other way too. When high-level won slept with low-level n, they would often have to stay on the bottom and be passive to keep from overwhelming the n. Most of these won would far surpass their n in stamina, and thus either depend on multiple n or have to take care of things later. This wasn’t that abnormal from how things were in my world either. So won struggled to orgasm, while so n could make a woman shoot like a fountain.
My sex skills bridged this gap too, so I could usually get my enjoynt even from a single man. Then again, I’d be lying if I didn’t say I needed a few n if I didn’t want to be completely satisfied. Bahamut was the first man to leave fulfilled, and our encounter hadn’t even lasted that long. It turned out that levels did have an effect, even for . As I was in Oberon’s arms, I felt a bit helpless for the first ti. I always had complete control of sexual encounters, even when with high-level n, but I had completely fallen into Oberon’s pace. Part of wondered if I used Position Switch and if I’d be able to take control, but another part of didn’t want to try it out and break the illusion.
Oberon sped up the speed from which he rocked back and forth, thrusting inside . The feeling grew more intense, and I found myself letting out little whimpers of pain. I wanted more of him, though. I wanted to feel all of him. I wanted to be completely taken by him.
He moved faster, and I moaned louder. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on the sensations, but I couldn't help but moan. With each thrust, sothing felt like it broke open inside of , and yet another layer of pleasure was added. The initial pain was quickly replaced by waves of pleasure. My hips bucked slightly, eting his every thrust.
I reached out to grab onto him, but he held tight, keeping pressed against the wall. I tried to push my ass back further, offering myself to him, wanting to take everything he had. I wanted to beco even more of a slut for him, but I knew that I was already the only slut for him.
"Yes... yes... yes..." I kept mumbling, moaning as loud as possible. "Fuck harder."
He took at my word and didn't hesitate to deliver what I asked. He pulled tighter to him, and I felt his cock swell even larger inside of . I reached between us, wrapping my fingers around his shaft and tugging it.
The man was a giant, and his cock was bigger than most I'd seen. It stretched my insides as much as it could. Oberon grunted, pushing himself deeper into . I could tell that he was getting close, and I was right with him. This was our first ti together, and I wasn't okay with ending it here. If he wanted to make pregnant, he would need to learn how to give multiple orgasms. That was one of the things that I loved about n: they didn't seem to care about the number of tis you ca and would keep thrusting until they ca themselves. That ant that I had control of our sexual encounter. As long as he hadn't cum yet, I could continue to derive pleasure.
With a mastery of sex, I didn't hesitate to squeeze my insides, putting pressure on his dick in ways that interrupted his smooth entry. anwhile, my hands massaged his balls, my nails digging in slightly, delaying his orgasm a little bit. He was so focused on jackhamring my tight cunnie, that he didn't seem to notice the subtle ways I distressed him to keep him going a bit longer.
As I felt his dick shudder within , I realized that I was running out of ti. I had pushed him over the edge. I wanted more, but I also wanted his cum. I needed to climax as well. I needed to be fucked properly, and not just in the pussy. I needed to be pounded like a whore.
I started to move my hips around, grinding against him. This proved to be too much for him, and he released a primal groan, almost animalistic. He threw his head back, his hands gripping my hips tightly. His eyes rolled back, and he seed to lose himself completely. I knew that he was about to cum.
I let go of his dick and let the last few inches slide deep into my womb. Then, I pulled back quickly and ramd myself forward again. A second later, I felt him shoot load after load into my cervix. He kept thrusting inside , shooting wave after wave of hot cum. My body shuttered as I climaxed at the feel of his hot load filling up. Even though my eggs were already fertilized, my body seed to absorb the warmth of his seed like water in a desert.
I was covered in sweat, both from the heat of the room and my body reacting to the hot cum inside of . I smiled, knowing that he had filled up with his seed. I turned my head towards him. I was shocked for a mont when our lips t. That was the first kiss we had shared. My mouth opened up and our tongues danced together. He was still inside , his cock throbbing inside of . I squeezed him gently with my vaginal muscles, enjoying the feel of his cock twitching inside of . When Oberon broke off the kiss, he was panting heavily, and I could feel his heart racing from the exertion.
“That was incredible.” He muttered.
I chuckled. “If you like that hole, you should try the others.”
“Are you pregnant?” he demanded, his expression growing serious as he recovered.
“No, I think I need one more go.” I looked up at him tearfully.
“Aria, this is serious.”
“Tsk… fine, I’m pregnant.”
He reached to his side and pulled out an item from the dresser like he had planned this. He handed it to .
“Feed your energy into this.” He ordered.
“What is it?” I asked suspiciously.
“Do as I say!” He ordered.
“Y-yes…”
Although he ordered , I still used Examine and was able to determine that it was a device that detected pregnancy. I felt a bit nervous. I had never seen such an artifact before. How accurate could such a thing be? Even a proper test in my old world took weeks. I had only beco pregnant the day before. He seed to think it would work seconds before, but was that from knowledge or ignorance? On that note, if it worked, would he be able to tell if the baby was his?
I didn’t have a choice though. I was still pinned to the wall with his dick inside . He was still hard too. It was like he was using his big dick as a cork, keeping all of that seed deep inside until it did the job. I felt aroused, and a bit afraid too. If he turned on , he could quickly kill in such a position. No, that wasn’t right. I was a seductress. This was the position in which I had all of the power. There was no other position I’d rather find myself in than this one. I cald myself down and allowed my mana to flow into the rock. It weakly glowed blue.
“It worked.” He sighed.
He let out a breath that sounded like relief, and only then did he let go of . My legs dropped and he pulled out. A spurt of seed shot down my leg as he unpopped his cork, but Oberon didn’t seem to care about that. He turned around and walked away without looking back at the ss he created. I reached out for him, but then I bit my lip and pulled back. There was no point in being sentintal. This was his plan from the beginning, and I had my plans.
I put my hand on my womb and glanced at Oberon. “Now what?”
“Clean yourself up,” Oberon ordered at the door, not even turning back to look at the naked woman he just filled with cum. “et in the ritual chamber. It’s ti to begin the ceremony.”
Like that, he left the room and alone. I stared at the door quietly for a while, but I eventually turned away. With a single thought, I cleaned my entire body, removing every trace of Oberon’s seed. Then, I began to get dressed. This ti, I was putting on a different dress I had prepared. My wedding dress was nothing but tattered remains now. This new dress, however, looked like a mix between lingerie and armor. There was a leather bodice, straps, and various areas with a transparent material that barely hid the skin underneath. It was my uniform… the uniform of a seductress ready to go to work.
There was also one more thing to contend with.
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