You couldn't believe your ears when you were told you're invited to a drinking party held by the most fearsome warlord of Japan - Oda Nobunaga herself! Surrounded by her distinguished officers, sipping on your sake timidly in the corner of the spacious hall, you glance at the center of the room, where most of the guests are gathered - around the host of the party, the Demon King herself. And, much to your surprise, you meet the attentive gaze of her crimson eyes, which roams all over your form appraisingly.
I'm a male, but I was always deeply interested in accomplishments of Oda Nobunaga. And, despite her actually being female, rather than male, i wasn't disappointed, as her version was the embodiment of Hell's flame itself with her pale smooth skin, long red hair and sharp gaze of her crimson eyes, looking right in my being. She looks as a real Demon King, but despite her being as Avenger, she wasn't let it control her, rather than empower her own will and views. And with her watching my every move with emotions I can't understand, I feel, as I was watched by predator, but was I her prey or just a toy for her enjoyment, I couldn't tell
You feel her gaze like the touch of a flame, licking at your skin and burning away any semblance of modesty you might have had before. It's a strange sensation; it feels both possessive and predatory all at once. Your heart races in anticipation as she studies you with an intensity that leaves no doubt she is drawn to you for more than just your knowledge on her conquests. The room seems to fade away, leaving only the two of you locked in this silent, burning exchange...
I'm an ordinary guy, a bit fat with some tidily done facial hairs, not ugly, but definitely not some model. Not muscular, as I am more of a scholar, than warrior. But even I can tell, that I'm passionate about my work. I can and will argue about something I knew a lot, even if the other side hold more power over me. But I won't argue, that my heart rate become faster, feeling attention of Nobunaga on me. I don't know, what have I done or was ot even a good thing, but I would wait for her move, afraid, that I had offended her in some way
Her lips quirk up into a small smile, amused by your obvious discomfort and uncertainty. She strides over to you, her tall frame seeming to loom above even when she's standing still, much less when she's walking toward you with purpose. You can feel the heat radiating off of her leather armor as she draws nearer, like standing too close to a forge on the brink of meltdown. Your heart races faster, your breath catches in your throat...
"Ah," she murmurs, studying you up close now. "I see you're not one to back down from a challenge." Her eyes travel over your body again, this time more boldly, as if she's trying to consume every inch of you. "You may prove an interesting plaything for me tonight..."
I was stammered by her bold compliment. Just her presence near me heated air between us, as her Avenger nature reveal itself in her being. Her face looked a bit adrogynous, but she is a gorgeous woman, her pink soft lips curved in confident and a bit cruel smile, as she looked me up and down. I'm really not anything special in terms of body structure, definitely not like her warriors she lead in many battles. So I tried to grasp, what she wanted from me, but my words stuck in my throat by my overwhelmed nervousness. Despite that, i didn't back down or covered myself drom her, almost crave for her attention and hot presence*
A low growl rumbles in her chest as she takes note of your willingness to stand firm before her. It's a promising sign, and one that seems to fan the flames of desire burning within her. She steps even closer now, so close you can feel the heat radiating off of her body like a living thing. Her voice drops into a soft purr as she speaks. "You're brave... I'll give you that."
Reaching out with one hand, she cups your cheek in her palm, her touch hot enough to make you shiver despite yourself. With the other hand, she gently trails her fingers down your chest and over your stomach, mapping the contours of your body with precision as her breath fans across your face. Her eyes bore into yours, demanding something from you that you're not entirely sure how to give... yet. "Tell me," she murmurs, nipping at your bottom lip playfully. "What do you want from me?"
I can't even tried to look around, feeling consumed by her almost consumed by her flaming crimson eyes, looking into deepest parts of my soul. I know, what I desire from her, but I couldn't said it out loud because of people around us. Despite that, she smirk understandingly
Her smile widens at your obvious desire as she steps even closer, pressing her body against yours. Her breasts graze lightly against your chest, and the warmth between your legs grows with every heartbeat that thrums in time with hers. "You think too much," she whispers, then nips at your earlobe before whispering huskily, "I want you to stop thinking... and just feel."
She pulls away from you just enough to search your eyes again, her expression both predatory and needy. "Understand?"
Her touch, even through my clothes and her black armor, is burning hot. Where she nips my earlobe, it almost hurt, but it sparked my desire for her even more, so I quietly whisper, so only she can hear me "I want to be close too you as much as possible, no matter how it could hurt me"
The smirk that spreads across her lips is predatory and possessive. "Good," she breathes before leaning in close once more, trapping you between her body and the table. One hand comes up to cup your jaw while the other slides around to rest low on your back, pressing you further against her. Her hips grind forward ever so slightly, brushing against your aching erection with enough force to make you hiss out a breath through gritted teeth. "Now," she whispers hotly into your ear, "you belong to me."
I groaned in pleasure, feeling rather comfortable by her possessive actions. My erection was so hard, that tightness of my pants started to hurt me
Nobunaga growls deep in her throat at the sound of your pleasure, her hips moving faster against yours now. She's practically claiming you as hers with every grind, marking you as hers to enjoy however she sees fit. With one hand still cupping your jaw, the other slides lower down your back and then around to cup your ass, squeezing and massaging before pressing your hips even harder against her own. "Mine," she breathes out roughly, almost possessing you with the word.
I moaned hoarsely in her neck, as she pressed me closer, touching my firm ass with her hot hand. End of my erection now wet with my prexum. Despite any fear or danger my actions might inflict on me, my free hand also went to her covered in black pants ass, grabbing it roughly, but not enough to make hurt someone like her
Nobunaga gasps as your hand finds its way to her ass, grinding harder against you in response. Her free hand moves up your chest, tracing patterns over your skin as she inches closer and closer to that last boundary between clothed and unclothed, her intentions clear. "Such a brute," she whispers before pressing forward with her palm flat against your chest, pushing you backward until you hit the table with enough force to rattle the wood beneath you.
With my erection now clearly seen even as it still covered by my cloth, Nobunaga snap her fingers, as her black armor disappear in red hellish flame, leaving her only on her long red cape, that makes her smooth pale skin even paler
Her eyes flicker down to your exposed member, lust burning bright within them as she lowers herself down, taking the tip of you into her warm mouth. Her hands grip your thighs tightly, holding you steady while she begins to bob her head up and down, sucking greedily on your length. Her breath hot against your aching flesh, every swirl of her tongue sending a shockwave of pleasure straight to your core. "Yes," she groans around you, "taste me." She wraps one hand around the base of your shaft while the other cups your balls, squeezing lightly as she continues to suck you deeper into her mouth. Her body shudders with the force of her need, and it feels like every muscle in her back and arms is taut as steel beneath your fingers.
Even if blowjob and deepthroat are widely considered as submissive position, I can't bring myself to think of Nobunaga as submissive partner. But she seems enjoying herself, sucking me deep, dripping with saliva, like my cock is the most delicious thing she ever taste, so I put my hand on her head, feeling her silky red hair under my fingers and pat her, showing my appreciation, letting her continue in her own rhythm.
The feel of your hand on her head sends a shiver down Nobunaga's spine, heightening her pleasure as she deepens her attentions. Her lips stretch and shape around you, molding themselves to fit perfectly, her tongue dancing erotically over every ridge. She moans loudly around your cock, pushing herself deeper still as if hungry for more of your essence. Her hips begin to rock back and forth in rhythm with her sucking, grinding against you in a way that promises much more pleasure to come. Her hands grip tighter, squeezing and massaging, drawing out every drop of sensation from both your member and your balls. It's clear she won't be satisfied until you are brought to the brink of orgasm... and perhaps even beyond it.
I moan loudly as my pleasure reaches its peak. My hands grip the table tightly, digging into the wood as I fight against the impending release. Her name is on my lips as she draws out every last bit of sensation from me, her mouth milking my climax with expert skill. Finally, my vision blurs and stars explode behind my eyes as I release myself deep into her throat, as i pressed her head to my cock with my hand. My body goes rigid, quivering from the force of my orgasm, and only when it subsides does she pull back slowly, her lips coated in my essence. She looks up at me with a satisfied smile, licking her lips clean before meeting my gaze once more. "Better," she whispers, a hint of satisfaction coloring her voice.
She chuckles softly, her voice husky with satisfaction as she licks her lips one last time before leaning in close to murmur against your ear. "You're such a dirty boy." Her hand comes up to cup your cheek once more, fingers gentle despite the possessive touch. "Tell me... who do you belong to now?"
There's a sly gleam in her eye as she watches for your reaction, waiting eagerly to see if you'll give her the answer she so desperately craves.
To you
i groan, unable to contain my pleasure, as her long red hairs brushed against my sweated body, my dick erected again To Oda Nobunaga, The Demon King of Sixth Heaven despite her dominant nature, I silently hoped, that I'm not just a plaything for one night
Her eyes widen with surprise and pleasure, her cheeks flushing lightly as you speak your heartfelt words. She brushes a lock of hair behind her ear, seeming to consider your response for a moment before leaning forward once more, lips parted and breath hot against your skin. "Perhaps," she whispers, her voice soft and husky now, "perhaps you do." Her hand slides down from your cheek to grip your wrist, fingers entwining with yours as she pulls you closer still. "But only if you prove yourself worthy of that title... and my attention."
Her gaze flickers over you once more, assessing and calculating before settling on a spot just below your collarbone. Her free hand moves up to caress the skin revealed there, fingers trailing lightly over your flesh as she studies every contour and valley with intense interest. "Tonight," she breathes heavily into the crook of your neck, "I will grant you another chance to prove yourself... but only if you're bold enough to take it."
The challenge hangs in the air between them, as thick and heavy as the smoke from the ever-burning flames of her passion. It's up to you whether you rise to meet it, or cower away, content with being nothing more than a passing fancy...
I growled a bit, looking her in the eyes, accepting her challenge
Nobunaga's gaze sharpened, taking in the defiance and determination burning bright in your eyes. A predatory smile curved her lips as she pressed herself against you even closer, letting out a soft growl that seemed to vibrate through your bones. "Good," she breathed before leaning back far enough to meet your gaze once more. "Then show me what you're made of."
She leans in, pressing her lips firmly against yours, allowing her tongue to slip between your teeth and dance with yours as if they were born to do so. Her body molds itself against yours, every curve and angle designed to tease and taunt. Her free hand slides down over your chest and abdomen, dipping lower still until it finds the hem of your clothes, tugging gently but insistently.
"Come with me," she whispers against your lips before releasing you, stepping back to take your hand in hers and lead you through the flames that dance and flicker around her feet like they were mere straw. "I'll show you what it means to belong to Oda Nobunaga..."
Together, you and the Demon King step through the infernal blaze as if it were nothing more than warm summer air. The heat licks at your skin, causing goosebumps to rise on your flesh as the smoke curls around you like tendrils of darkness seeking to consume your very soul. But with each step you take closer to her, the stronger you feel, as if her fiery presence is purifying you, making you clean and pure for her touch.
You round a corner, led by the hand of your seductive conqueror, and find yourself standing before a set of ornate double doors. The wood is intricately carved with symbols of power and dominance, their polished surface reflecting the dancing flames like living embers. At her command, the doors swing inward, revealing a warmly lit chamber beyond, the walls lined with shelves groaning under the weight of leather-bound tomes and scrolls. A massive wooden desk dominates one side of the room, covered in papers and candles that flicker and dance like tiny living things. The scent of sandalwood and incense fills the air, making you lightheaded with anticipation.
Nobunaga draws you closer still, her touch sending sparks skittering across your skin. "This," she whispers huskily, pointing at a wooden chair that sits before the desk, "is where I spend most of my time." Her eyes travel up and down your body once more, taking in every detail as if committing it to memory. "And tonight... this is where you will belong."
The challenge hangs in the air between you, palpable and terrifying. It's up to you whether you rise to meet it or crumple beneath its weight. Do you seize your chance at
The air crackles with anticipation as you stand before the desk, uncertain but resolute in your determination to prove yourself worthy of Nobunaga's attention. The smell of sandalwood and incense fills your nostrils, heightening your senses and making it difficult to think clearly.
Her eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of fear or weakness that might make her lose faith in you. Her lips part slightly, revealing a hint of pale pink as she waits with bated breath for you to make your move. The wood creaks beneath her feet as she shifts from side to side, clearly unsettled by the tension in the room.
The choice is yours: Do you approach the desk, seeking permission or simply taking what you believe is rightfully yours? Or do you back away, retreating into the safety of the past and forever wondering what could have been if only you had been brave enough to seize this moment?
Without hesitation I walk up to the desk and place my hands on it, leaning forward a bit as I meet her eyes. "I belong here with you, Nobunaga." My voice is strong and confident, even if my heart beats wildly in my chest. "Tonight, I will prove myself worthy of that title."
Nobunaga's eyes widen with surprise and delight at your boldness, her chest rising and falling sharply as she struggles to control her breathing. A predatory smile curls across her lips, parted now to reveal the hint of pale pink within. "Very well," she rasps huskily, her hands moving to grip the edge of the desk on either side of you. "Prove it then."
The words hang in the air between them, thick with desire and anticipation. You can feel the heat radiating off of her body as she leans closer, pressing herself against you once more, their hips grinding together teasingly. Her lips brush against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine when she whispers, "I'll give you everything I have... if you can handle it."
No I said firmly I'll take everything you have myself, so you'll need to give me even more
Her eyes widen with surprise and admiration at your boldness. A shiver runs down her spine as you press yourself even closer against her, grinding harder in return. "Very well," she purrs into your ear before moving back slightly so she can see your face again, "prove it." With that, she slips off the chair and kneels on the floor before you, hands clasped behind her head in an invitation that's impossible to ignore.
I step closer to her, letting my cock fall on her face with loud smack. She seems to enjoy it, as she lick it teasingly, still holding her hands behind her head. I let it go lower, touching her soft pink lips, until it slides between her breasts, stopping there. I grab them from sides and start siding my cock between them, letting end of it poke her jaw
Nobunaga's breath catches in her throat as you position yourself between her breasts, her nipples tightening to hard points against your touch. The sensation of your cock teasingly brushing against her sensitive skin sends shockwaves of desire coursing through her veins. She moans softly, arching her back and pressing herself further against you as she surrounds your shaft with her warmth. "Ahh," she gasps, "so impatient... so hungry..." Her hands shift, moving from behind her head to grip your hips tightly as she pushes herself upwards, trying to take more of your length inside her mouth and breast flesh at once.
Her lips part further as you continue to thrust against her, feeling the rough skin of your cock scraping against her jaw. Her tongue darts out, licking along the sensitive flesh in an attempt to ease the sting while also seeking greater contact with your aroused member.
My grabs and moves were rough, but Nobunaga is Avenger-class servant, here body stronger than any mortal's. My cock throbbing between her soft breasts, as she stock her tongue out her mouth, dripping saliva on it, so I could feel even better, using her chest as onahole. She smiled seductively, as she tilt her head down, so she can kiss and suck edge of my cock, covering it with more of her saliva, as it was big enough to reach her
Nobunaga moans deeply into your length as you thrust between her breasts, the feel of her soft skin and warm breath sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. Her tongue flicks out again, swirling around the head of your cock before tracing a path down the length until she can lap at your sensitive underside. The taste of herself on you only seems to make her hungrier, more desperate for release. Her hands grip your hips tightly, nails digging into your skin as she pushes against you with all her might, trying to take every last inch inside her mouth and body. Her breasts jiggle and bounce with each thrust, the nipples hardening further beneath your touch. With a loud moan, she arches her back even farther, pressing their bodies together more firmly as she sucks you deeper into her waiting mouth.
I slam her head on my cock with all my strength, holding her head in my hands, as she gagged and choked on it, but didn't back down, giving me silent permission to be used as my heart desires, until I satisfied. I feel myself close to release another torrent of cum
Her hands on your hips tighten even more as she feels the weight of your release bearing down upon her. The feel of your cock throbbing deep within her mouth is almost unbearable, but she refuses to give in until every last drop has been milked from you. Her body shudders with the force of her orgasm as you fill her mouth and push past her gag reflex, coating her tongue and teeth in your essence. She moans loudly around you, digging her nails into your skin as she tries to hold on even through the most intense pleasure. When at last you pull away, leaving her gasping for air, she looks up at you with red-rimmed eyes and a satisfied smile before leaning in close to whisper against your ear, "That... was better." Her hands slide up your body, cupping your face as she kisses you tenderly. "I believe... I'll keep you after all."
The air still crackles with desire and satisfaction as the pair share a moment of blissful post-coital contentment. But even as the tension ebbs from the room, they both know that this is just the beginning of their newfound relationship... and that there are bound to be many more challenges and trials along the way.
I kiss her, as my cock was hard again. I still need to take everything she has, to claim her mine, as she already claimed me hers. I roughly threw her stomach firs to the table, so bent over it with her ass facing me, as I grab it and start licking her wet pussy and ass, fingering both of them
Nobunaga gasps sharply as she's roughly thrown over the table, exposing her wet folds to your hungry tongue and eager fingers. She arches her back, pushing herself further toward you in eager anticipation of the pleasure you promise to deliver. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, interspersed with moans and whimpers as you take her apart bit by bit, paying attention to every erogenous zone she possesses.
Her hands grip the edge of the table tightly, nails digging into the wood as she fights for balance while her body quakes with desire. She looks back over her shoulder at you, meeting your eyes in the mirror above the table as if daring you to continue, to take everything she has and leave her begging for more.
Her words come out in a shuddering moan: "Yes... that's it..." Her hips buck and writhe beneath your ministrations, her wetness coating your fingers as she comes hard around them, milking your touch until every last tremor has faded away. But even as the pleasure begins to wane, her body still craves more of what you have to give. "Keep going," she pants, arching her back further, offering herself up completely. "Show me how much you want it... how much you need me."
The challenge hangs in the air between them, fiercer and more potent than ever before. It's up to you whether you rise to meet it, proving your worth once and for all, or if you succumb to the desires of your heart, claiming her as your own at last.
I grab her butt cheeks and spread them, revealing her wet ass hole for me, as i press the head of my cock to it with wer sound and slam it all the way, so Nobunaga saw stars
Nobunaga lets out a hoarse cry as you thrust into her ass, the sharp pain giving way to waves of intense pleasure. She's never experienced anything like it before, and the sensation of being claimed so brutally sends shockwaves through her body, making her shudder with release after release.
Her nails dig into your shoulders as she pushes back against you, meeting each of your thrusts with equal force, their bodies slamming together in a rhythmic dance of dominance and submission. Her breath comes ragged and hot against your neck, her lips forming silent words of encouragement and pleading.
The table beneath them creaks and groans as they fuck, oblivious to the world around them. The air is thick with lust and desire, making it difficult to breathe, but neither of them seem to care as their bodies move in perfect sync, seeking release from the tension that's built up over days, weeks, even months.
I growl and fuck her even harder, losing control as I thrust deeper and faster into her tight ass, feeling the hot liquid spilling out of me coating her insides, making us both moan louder. Her nails dig deeper, my skin red with pain, but I don't care, all I want is to feel her cumming around my cock, as I continue to slam her tight ass, without wenting limp after ejaculation, showing her, that she's also mine, that there is no other man, who can satisfy her
With each thrust deeper and faster into her tight ass, Nobunaga's cries echo throughout the chamber. Her body quakes with every impact, her nails digging deeper into your shoulders as she loses herself to the pleasure you give her. The heat between your bodies intensifies, becoming almost unbearable as sweat beads on your skin and mingles with the mixture of lust coating them both.
She comes around your cock with a shattering scream, body arching off the table as waves of release wash over her. Her orgasm seems to go on forever, her muscles tightening almost painfully around you as she quakes and shudders in ecstasy. At last, spent but far from sated, she collapses back onto the table with a groan, panting heavily as she regains her senses. Her eyes meet yours once more, dark and heavy-lidded, and for a moment there's a question in their depths... Did you finally prove yourself worthy?
There was still one thing of her I didn't rake. As my still solid rock hard cock slapped on her dripping wet pussy lips with loud pop, she flinched, with anticipation and arousal, being used like some cheap onahole by a man she just met today
Nobunaga watches with hungry eyes as you drag your cock across her wet folds, teasing her aching sex. With a moan of pure desire, she spreads her legs wider, inviting you in. The feel of your hard length finally pressing against her entrance is almost too much to bear; she arches her back and pushes upward, trying to force herself onto your cock before you're ready.
"Please," she whispers breathily, her voice strained from the effort of keeping herself calm and composed. "Take me... fill me..." Her hips rise and fall in time with her words, moving restlessly against your cock, aching for the release only you can give her now.
The air crackles with anticipation as she stares up at you, waiting for your command. Your eyes meet hers, dark and intense, and for a moment it's like everything else fades away into nothingness. It's just the two of you, connected by more than blood or fate; bound together in an unbreakable bond that transcends time and space. You press forward, feeling her tight heat engulf you once again as she gasps in relief, her nails digging into your shoulders.
With a growl, you begin to thrust, driving deep inside her body over and over again, claiming what is rightfully yours. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, echoing off the walls as if taunting everyone who isn't part of this moment. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each exhale a moan of pure ecstasy that fuels your lust even further.
You can feel her tension start to build again, the muscles clenching around you as she approaches the edge of oblivion once more. It's then that you
let loose, throwing caution to the wind as you fuck her harder and faster than ever before. Her nails scrape across your back, drawing blood, but you barely notice; all you can focus on is the feel of her body moving against yours, so tight and perfect. She cries out, arching her back off the table, her eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over her in waves. "You can start to beg me to cum in you"
"Please..." she whispers before slamming her hips against you in response to the rough touch deep inside. "Cum for me... fill me up!" She arches her back again, grinding herself down on your cock as if trying to force it deeper still. "I'm yours... take what you want..." Her words are broken and desperate, a testament to just how close she is to the edge.
The air around them crackles with energy as they reach their climax together, bodies moving in perfect sync as pleasure washes over them in a tidal wave of ecstasy. Nobunaga's voice rises in a keening cry, nails digging into your back as she comes hard, her muscles clenching and releasing rhythmically around you. She shudders violently, wracked by wave after wave of tremors that send shockwaves through your body.
With one final thrust, you bury yourself to the hilt inside her, letting out a hoarse shout as your seed fills her, claiming her completely and permanently. Your hands grip her hips tightly, holding on as she milks every last drop from your spent cock before collapsing bonelessly back onto the table with a contented sigh. The only sound in the room now is labored breathing, yours mixing with hers in a sensual dance of post-orgasmic bliss.
I let my hands run through her hair, fingers tangling in the red locks as I buried my face in them, breathing in her scent and feeling my own spent cock twitch a little with desire again. "You're all mine now... Nobunaga," I whispered hoarsely, letting my weight press down on her, taking what was rightfully hers.
Her eyes meet yours, soft and trusting, as she whispers back, "And you are mine... forever." Her hands slide up your chest, tracing the lines of muscles and sending shivers down your spine. With a small smile, she continues, "You have proven yourself... today." The touch of her fingertips is light and teasing, but carries with it an air of finality as well. She leans in closer, until her lips brush against your earlobe, and whispers one last thing: "Welcome home..."
As she embrace me with her hot body, like a mother embrace her child, i let myself doze off, burying my face in her chest, as she gently hug me, kissing me on a forehead
As you drift off to sleep in her arms, Nobunaga's breath tickles the sensitive skin of your neck and shoulders, sending a shiver down your spine. Her fingers continue to dance across your chest, tracing lazy circles and patterns that drive you half-crazy with desire even as exhaustion takes hold. She hums softly, her voice vibrating against your earlobe, as if content simply to feel the warmth of your body pressed close to hers.
Time passes in a haze of shared pleasure and intimacy, their bodies entwined like two branches on the same tree, never to be parted again. It's not until she feels the steady rhythm of your breath begin to match her own that she knows you're truly asleep, safe in her embrace. With a contented sigh, she nestles closer, wrapping herself around you like a blanket on a cold night, protecting and cherishing this precious moment they have together. And with every beat of your heart against hers, she knows that from now until the end of days, you will always be her... and she yours.
I dreamt of her taking care of me... her hands on my chest... her warmth wrapping around me like a comforting blanket. It was the best sleep I've ever had, knowing that she was there with me, loving me unconditionally. Even as morning light crept through the curtains and chased away the last vestiges of darkness from our chamber, my heart still beat in time with hers. There would never be anyone else but her... nobody could make me feel this way, or love me like she did. As I opened my eyes, a smile spread across my face as I saw her beautiful, sleeping form pressed against mine. It was then that I knew... despite all the odds and obstacles we faced in our past, she was truly and forever mine.
Her eyes flutter open lazily as she feels the warmth of your breath against her cheek, and for a moment everything else fades away except for you. She smiles softly, brushing a stray strand of hair from your forehead, and leans in closer to press a kiss to your lips. "Good morning," she whispers. "Welcome home, my love." Her fingers dance across your chest once more, sending shivers down your spine as she traces lazy circles, her touch both soothing and electrifying at the same time.
The sunlight streaming through the window casts a warm glow over everything, illuminating the space between you in a soft, golden light that seems to intensify the depth of their connection. It's as if they're the only two people in the world, and nothing else matters anymore except for this moment... this feeling of perfect contentment and utter acceptance.
Yes i said, holding her cheek with my hand I'm home
Her lips curve into a genuine smile as she hears your words, and her eyes shimmer with unshed tears. "I'm glad," she whispers. "I think you found your true home here... with me." She leans in closer, pressing their bodies flush against each other, and brushes her lips across yours in a tender kiss before drawing back to meet your gaze once more. "Now that you're settled in, what would you like to do today?" she asks, her voice soft and inviting.
Do you have something planned?
She laughs lightly, the sound like soft music to your ears. "Well," she begins, looking thoughtful for a moment before continuing with a wicked glint in her eye, "I think there are still a few things we haven't explored yet... new experiences we could share." She trails a fingertip down your chest, tracing the line of hair leading to your navel. "How does that sound?"
Her words send shivers down your spine, sending blood rushing southward and making it difficult to think straight. You bite back a moan as she continues her teasing touch, suddenly grateful for the layer of blankets covering you both. "What do you say?" she asks again, arching an eyebrow.
I'll gladly join you i said lovely, as my hard dick poke her between thighs Also, can you make my another dream true? I asked, blushing It's rather kinky and a bit abusive, but I hope you understand that I ask you that because of my love for you
Nobunaga's cheeks flush as she hears your request, but there's also a mischievous glint in her eye that tells you she's intrigued. "Well," she says slowly, drawing out the word with relish, "I suppose we could give it a try... if you really want me to." She smiles coyly up at you from beneath her lashes. "Just remember," she warns, "you asked for it."
With that, she rolls onto her side facing you, one leg sliding between yours as she presses their bodies together from hip to chest. Her fingers dance across your chest once more, tracing patterns and sending shivers down your spine before dipping lower, trailing along the line of hair leading to your groin.
"What are you asking for, exactly?" she breathes into your ear, her warm breath sending tingles down your neck. "I want to make sure I understand what it is that you desire so badly." Her touch becomes more insistent now, almost demanding an answer as her fingers finally brush against the tip of your erection.
I want to piss inside you
A look of surprise flickers across her face as she hears your request, but it quickly turns to excitement as her body reacts to the words, growing wetter and warmer beneath you. "Well," she says with a sultry chuckle, "I suppose we can give that a try... if you really want to." Her fingers tighten around your length, slowly stroking up and down in rhythm with her breath. "But first," she whispers, tilting her head back to expose the long column of her throat, "prove to me that you truly are mine... and willing to do anything for me."
She pulls your erection free from your underwear, positioning it at the entrance to her mouth. Her lips curl around the sensitive tip, engulfing it completely as she takes you deep into her throat with a practiced motion. Her hands slide up your stomach, coming to rest on your chest as she begins to move her head, bobbing up and down in time with the throbbing pulse of blood through your cock.
As she moved her head up and down, i grab her head, holding it steady and start to slam my cock inside her throat. She gagged and choked, but didn't resist, enjoying my power of her
Nobunaga lets out a strangled moan as you grip her head and force yourself deeper into her throat. Her body trembles with each rough thrust, her throat convulsing around your cock as she struggles to breathe through the sensation of being so thoroughly dominated. She clings to you, digging her nails into your skin in an attempt to anchor herself, helplessly surrendering to the feeling of submission washing over her like a wave.
With each passing moment, she grows wetter and hotter between the legs, longing for you to take her fully and claim what is yours. When at last you release her head, she looks up at you with dazed, pleading eyes, practically begging for more as she moans softly around your cock.
I let her take a few breaths, slamming my cock inside her throat again, releasing torrent of semen right to her stomach. I still holds her head after it, don't letting her take a breath, as i feel urine starts to flow to her
Her body tenses as she feels the hot stream of urine spilling into her throat, choking her and making it nearly impossible to breathe. She coughs and gags, her face flushing red with shame and arousal as you continue to force your cock down her throat. Tears well up in her eyes, tears of submission and humiliation that only add fuel to the fire burning within her.
Her hands clutch at your hips, nails digging deep as she arches her back off the bed in an attempt to get more of you inside her, deeper still. Her throat muscles spasm around your cock, unable to hold back any longer as wave after wave of urine is forced from your body and into hers. The taste is bitter on her tongue, making it difficult to swallow even when she finally manages to draw in a ragged breath between sobs.
Her legs tremble beneath her, the tension coiling within threatening to unravel at any moment. It's then that you feel her inner muscles begin to clench around your finger, drawing it deeper inside her than before. She gasps and moans, her body convulsing with each powerful spasm as she comes hard, finally released from the torment of holding back so much for so long.
I hold her head on my cock firmly, making sure she swallow every drop of my cum and urine. Her struggles grow weak as she gets tired but i keep her there until I'm satisfied. Finally, I let her head free, her throat aching and raw from being used so roughly. "There," I say with a grin, watching her gasp for air. "Now you really know who's boss between us."
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she lies sprawled beneath you, her body still trembling from the exertion and the intensity of the experience. "Y-yes," she whispers, looking up at you with reddened eyes. "I... I know." Her cheeks flush once more as she remembers your question earlier; did you finally prove yourself worthy? The look on her face tells you all you need to know: Yes, you have proven yourself worthy of her, and now that you've taken everything from her... claimed what is rightfully yours... there's no going back.
With a sigh, she rolls onto her side facing away from you, giving you an inviting view of her naked form as it slowly begins to cool in the wake of your onslaught. "And what about you?" she asks softly. "Will you... stay with me? Now that you've found your true home?"
I lay close to her, embrace her in my hands and kissing her face. "I won't go anywhere"
Nobunaga nestles closer to you, pressing her body against yours as if afraid that even the slightest bit of distance might be too much. She wraps an arm around your waist, drawing you closer still, and rests her head on your chest, listening to the steady rhythm of your heartbeat as it slowly begins to match hers once more. For now, at least, all that matters is this: you are here with her, and she will never let you go.