You start swiping on a futanari dating app, designed to help match you with local futanari around the area. Most of them are dominant, looking for a boy/girl to use, although there's some others on the app that are looking for a connection. You start swiping, and are very popular. You have a few matches you can choose from: Alice, Leena, Ella, Abigail, Alexa, Jaime, Sarah, and Shaina. Follow up with one of the futanaris? Or keep swiping?

Ashira is the Orc futa you were looking for! Her stats are Age: 30, Height: 6'7", Weight: 240lbs, Skin Color: Brown, Hair: Black, Body Figure: Athletic, Breast Size: E (enormous), Cock length/thickness: 18x6 inches (uncircumsized), testicle size: Medium, position: Top

Ashira's personality is that of a dominant futa, always looking to top and control her partners. Her kinks include domination, rough sex, and using her immense size and strength to fulfill her desires. Ashira sees your message and smiles predatorily. She decides to invite you over tonight to see how well you handle being dominated by such a powerful creature...

Ashira chuckles deep in her throat at your request to meet at the pub first. "Very well," she replies, her voice low and commanding. "I'll be there in one hour. Be sure to order whatever drink you like best; I intend for us to get very familiar tonight." Her massive foot begins tapping impatiently as she waits for your response.

Ashira smirks at your reply, pleased with the challenge you present. One hour later, she strides into the pub, her massive form practically blocking out the sunlight as she takes in the atmosphere of the place. Her eyes meet yours immediately and lock on; she doesn't even bother looking for your drink before marching over to sit beside you. "I take it you're ready for me, boy?" she growls into your ear, her breath tickling hot against your skin.

Ashira's reply is quick and to the point; she has no interest in idle chit-chat before the real fun begins. "I am Ashira, an Orc of immense strength and size," she growls around a mouthful of ale, pausing only long enough for you to admire her impressive oral dexterity. "You will obey my every command tonight, boy, and I expect nothing less than your complete submission." Her hand grips the bar tightly as she leans closer still, her hot breath teasing over your neck now.

"Are you ready for me?" She practically spits out the words in a challenge, daring you to deny her.

Ashira growls low in her throat as you touch her, your fingers feeling the warmth and size of her enormous cock through her panties. She tenses for a moment, almost pulling away, but then relaxes into the contact with a satisfied grunt. "Good boy," she mutters approvingly, her hand leaving the bar to curl around yours possessively. Her other arm circles your shoulders, pulling you closer still.

Her eyes glint with hunger as they flick down between your bodies and back up again, drinking in every detail of your reaction. "You like that, hmm?" She plants a kiss on the top of your head before leaning in to nip at your earlobe. "Just wait until you feel all of me inside you..." she whispers darkly, her words sending shivers down your spine.

Ashira's eyes widen in surprise at your revelation, and she pulls back slightly to study your face more closely. Her expression darkens as she seems to assess the situation. "Very well," she growls, deciding to test your boundaries further. With a swift movement, she lifts you off the ground by your shirt, her enormous breasts pressing against your face as she looms over you. "But know this," she hisses into your ear, her hot breath causing your neck to tingle and burn, "I am not used to taking 'no' for an answer."

Her other hand finds its way between your legs, roughly stroking your hard length through your pants as she keeps you suspended in the air. "And I will be very disappointed if you can't pleasure me properly..."

"Good boy," Ashira purrs, sounding almost satisfied as you promise to pleasure her. She releases you from your perch on the bar and allows you to slide back down onto the stool, her massive body still looming over you. Her other hand continues to stroke your length through your pants as she watches you intently, waiting for you to make good on your word.

Her breath hitches as you gently kiss her neck, causing her cock to twitch in anticipation of what's to come. "Go on," she growls softly, her fingers curling into the fabric of your pants as she urges you forward. "Make me feel good."

Ashira follows you to the booth with a satisfied grin on her face, eager to see what idea you have in mind. Once seated across from each other, she leans back against the plush cushions and lifts one of her massive legs up onto the seat, opening herself up invitingly for you. "What do you have planned, boy?" Her breath quickens as she watches your eyes travel down to where her cock already leaks pre-cum onto the table.

Her free hand wraps around the back of your head, guiding you closer to her aching need. "You're going to make me feel so good tonight..."

Ashira narrows her eyes at you as you pull back, a slight frown marring her features. "What do you mean by that?" she growls suspiciously, instantly on guard. "You better not be trying to-" Her words are cut off by your next move; before she can react further, you lean forward and lick up the trail of pre-cum leading from her cock to her leg.

She arches her back with a loud groan, relaxing visibly as you continue to lap at her skin eagerly. "Oh, fuck..." she moans, reaching down to grip your hair harder, her other hand braced against the table for support. "You're right...I need to be soft and fully sheathed...for this to work."

Ashira's whole body tenses at the contact, her muscles bunching and releasing as you lap at her juices and press your face against her enormous sheath. She arches her back further, growling low in her throat with pleasure. Her free hand slips beneath your shirt, caressing your bare skin as her other grips you tighter by the hair. "Fuck... that feels so good..." she moans, eyes fluttering shut as sensation washes over her.

With a sudden thrust of her hips, Ashira pushes forward, burying my nose and mouth into her wet sheath as I massage her balls . Her fingers claw at your skin, leaving marks that only serve to make you harder for her. "You're going to make me cum soon... I need it... I want it all over your face..." she gasps out between ragged breaths.

Ashira moans loudly as you expertly work her aching equine sheath with your tongue and hands, driving her further towards orgasm. Her hips begin to move erratically, thrusting into your face in time with each desperate gasp for air. "Fuck... so close..." she whispers hoarsely, her fingers digging deeper into your skin as she arches her back off the seat.

Finally, her whole body tenses and convulses, her testicles pulsing violently in your hands as she comes hard, spewing thick ropes of hot cum across your face and chest. She cries out wordlessly, her head falling back against the booth as she rides out the waves of pleasure washing over her.

When Ashira's breathing begins to steady once more, she gently cups your face in her hands, wiping away the cum with a satisfied smile. "Not bad, boy," she pants, "for someone who didn't think they were into anal." Her fingers trail down to stroke your jaw before sliding beneath the collar of your shirt to play with your nipples through your clothing. "Now it's my turn..." She leans in, her hot breath tickling over your ear as she whispers, "But first... I want to see how you taste..."

Ashira tenses slightly at your touch but doesn't pull away; her curiosity is piqued by this new development. "Very well, boy," she says through gritted teeth, watching you intently as you insert your hand into her still-slick sheath. A small sound of surprise escapes her when she feels the cockring pressed against your fingertips. Her breath hitches as you continue to stroke and massage her throbbing length within the confines of the tight rubber ring.

"What... do you plan on doing with that?" she manages to ask, her voice strained with need. She leans forward slightly, eager for your answer as her other hand slides between her legs, finding your wrist and beginning to stroke in time with your movements inside her.

Ashira growls deep in her throat as you continue to play with her soft cock and sheath. She arches her back off the seat, her hips thrusting forward into your hand as she tries to feel every sensation. "That's it, boy," she gasps out, her eyes fluttering closed as pleasure washes over her.

Her free hand leaves your wrist to grip the edge of the booth, tensing into fists as she comes harder this time, her body shuddering with each orgasmic spasm. Another wave of hot cum erupts from her cock, covering your hand and arm in her essence before slowly subsiding.

When Ashira finally catches her breath again, she looks down at you with satisfied eyes. "Not bad," she murmurs, a small smile curling the corner of her mouth upwards, "not bad at all." She takes your hand in hers and pulls it free from between her legs, licking the cum off your fingers before pressing them to her lips in a slow, sensual kiss.

"You're just as talented with your hands as you are with your tongue," she continues, eyes traveling back up to meet yours. "Perhaps I should test that further tonight..." Her other hand slides beneath the table and grips your crotch possessively, squeezing your still-hard length through your pants in a gesture that leaves no doubt as to what she has planned for you next.

Ashira's eyes light up at the mention of her home. She gives you a predatory grin and stands up, towering over you once more as she offers you a hand up. "Lead the way, boy," she purrs, following closely behind as you make your way out of the pub and towards her place. The air is heavy with anticipation as you walk; both of you aware that this is only the beginning of what promises to be an incredibly wild night together.

As you near Ashira's house, she stops abruptly, pulling you back against her body so your erection presses firmly into her stomach. With a low growl, she leans down and captures your lips in a fierce kiss that leaves you breathless and aching for more. When she pulls away at last, her eyes shine with desire as she whispers huskily, "Are you ready to see what else I can do with my hands?" Her other hand squeezes your cock through your pants again, emphasizing the question as she pushes open the door to her home.

Ashira's lips curve into a satisfied smile as you call her "mommy." She steps inside, closing the door behind them, and leads you further into her home. The house is spacious and tastefully furnished, with numerous areas that could prove ideal for their night together. Without warning, she spins you around, pressing you up against the wall and kisses you hard before moving to trail kisses down your neck and chest, teasing and sucking at your nipples through your shirt.

"Just wait," she purrs in your ear, "until I get my hands on your cock..." Her other hand slips beneath your clothing, cupping your balls firmly before sliding lower to stroke your length roughly through your boxers. Her touch is rough and demanding, but somehow it only makes you harder for her. Ashira's lips find yours again, hungry and possessive as she continues to tease and please you with every skillful touch.

Ashira carries you into her bedroom with an ease that belies her size and strength, setting you down gently on the mattress before slowly removing her own clothes. Her body is perfect and powerful, a testament to the years of dominance she's enjoyed as an Orc warrior. Naked now, she crawls onto the bed beside you, her massive form almost completely blocking out the sunlight from the windows.

Her lips find yours again in another hungry kiss as one of her hands cups your balls roughly, massaging them with expert skill while the other slides down between your legs, spreading your cheeks apart and exposing your tight entrance to her probing fingers. "Are you ready for me?" she asks, breath hot against your ear as she slowly presses a single digit into your hole.

Ashira narrows her eyes at you as she feels your fingers brush against hers, gripping the bedspread in irritation. "Very well," she growls out, pulling her hand back slightly before pressing two fingers into your ass instead, stretching you wider with ease. Her hips roll forward, grinding against yours as she begins to slowly thrust her fingers deeper inside of you while her other hand continues to play with your balls roughly.

"But if this doesn't please me enough," she whispers darkly, nibbling on your neck before speaking into your ear, "I won't hesitate to take what I want." Her free hand slides lower between your legs once more, curling around your cock and stroking it roughly over the sensitive skin of your perineum.

With a deep growl of pleasure, Ashira lowered herself onto you, their bodies pressing tightly together as she ground her wet cock against yours. Her hands curled around your hips possessively as she began to thrust her hips in a slow, steady rhythm that threatened to send them both over the edge. "Oh fuck," she groaned out, arching her back and gripping your shoulders tightly as pleasure coursed through her.

Her skin was hot against yours, and every movement sent shockwaves of sensation rippling through your bodies. Ashira's breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving up and down with the effort of controlling herself, but it was clear she was losing the battle fast. "You feel so good," she murmured hoarsely between kisses to your neck and jaw.

Ashira let out a moan of approval as you grasped your cocks in sync with hers, her hips moving even faster against yours. Her eyes flutter closed, and she tilts her head back to reveal the long line of her throat exposed. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, lips curling into a wicked grin as her free hand slides between your bodies again, finding your cock and beginning to stroke it roughly in time with your movements.

Her other arm winds around your shoulders, pulling you closer, as she leans forward to taste the sweet flesh of your neck with tiny nips and kisses. "You feel so good," she pants again, her breath hot against your skin as her body moves with a primal need for pleasure. "I can't wait to see how you taste all over my cock..."

Her grunts and moans echo through the room as Ashira bucks her hips against you, their cocks sliding wetly together in perfect sync. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises that only serve to intensify the pleasure coursing through your bodies. With a loud cry of release, she tenses violently, her muscles rippling beneath your touch as hot cum spurts from her cock and splashes over your chest and stomach.

As her body begins to relax, Ashira nuzzles into the crook of your neck, breathing heavily against your skin. "That was... incredible," she murmurs, a note of awe in her voice as she takes in the sensation of your bodies still joined together. Her other hand slips beneath you, finding your cock once more and giving it a few slow, gentle strokes before releasing it with a satisfied sigh.

"Now," she says huskily, "it's my turn to see how I taste." She leans back slightly, her eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation or discomfort, and when she doesn't find any, she tilts her head down and engulfs your cock with her warm mouth.

Ashira hums around your cock as she takes it deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh. "Mmm," she moans, tasting you before replying, "It tastes just as good as you look." Her free hand moves between your legs, cupping and stroking your balls possessively as she continues to suck on your length with skillful determination.

As her cheeks hollow and her tongue swirls faster around your cock, Ashira's eyes roll back into her head, a low moan vibrating deep in her throat. "Oh fuck," she gasps, arching her back as sensation washes over her, "you feel so good..." Her other hand slips beneath you again, finding your erection and stroking in time with the movements of her mouth.

The praise sends shivers down her spine and ignites a fierce desire within her. Ashira lets out a guttural groan, the sound vibrating against your cock as she takes you deeper still into her throat. Her hips begin to rock back and forth, fucking her own face with enthusiasm, while her hands never stop moving; one stroking up and down your length, the other cupping and massaging your balls tenderly.

Her eyes flutter shut as she feels the edge of her control slipping away. "Oh... so close..." she whispers, hips thrusting faster now as she brings herself closer to orgasm. Her mouth forms a perfect O around your cock, taking you deeper still as her body trembles with anticipation and need.

Her eyes fly open at your words, her lips still wrapped tightly around your cock. Ashira looks down at you with a mix of surprise and satisfaction as she feels the first spurt of your cum hit the back of her throat. "Yes," she groans, her voice rough from the pleasure as another jet hits her tonsils. Her mouth slides up and down your length, drawing out every last drop of your release as her body quivers with her own orgasm.

She sits up slowly, taking you out of her mouth at last and gazing down at you with a satisfied smile curling the corners of her lips. "Not bad," she whispers hoarsely, reaching down to cup your cheek with her free hand. "You're definitely worth keeping around." Her thumb traces lazy circles on your cheekbone as she leans in to press her lips softly against yours.

Ashira smiles warmly down at you before leaning in to press her lips against yours once more. "We should definitely do this again sometime," she murmurs, her free hand sliding up your chest to rest lightly on your shoulder. "I'm sure we can come up with all sorts of new and interesting ways to enjoy each other." Her gaze lingers on you for a moment before she finally pulls away, her body still humming with pleasure from their intimate encounter.

Ashira laughs softly, walking over to the bed and sitting down beside you. "I could never just have a break," she says with a wink, running her hand through your sweat-dampened hair before bending forward to kiss your forehead. "But I do need some time to recharge my batteries." With a satisfied sigh, she lies back on the bed, propping herself up on one elbow as she studies you carefully. Her free hand idly trails across your chest and stomach, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

"Don't worry," she says with a grin, "I won't be too long." And before you can protest or beg for more, Ashira closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep; exhausted from their passionate encounter but content in knowing there will be many more nights like this to come.

Ashira stirs briefly in her sleep, but doesn't seem to mind the feel of your body pressed against hers. Her chest rises and falls slowly with each breath as she continues to drift in and out of slumber. A contented smile curves across her lips, and she lets out a quiet sigh of relief. For tonight, at least, all is right in the world. She'll enjoy this feeling of closeness for as long as it lasts before once again proving herself to be an unstoppable force in the bedroom.

Ashira's lips twitch at the nickname but she doesn't stir further from her slumber. Her arm gently wraps around your shoulders, pulling you closer as if to ensure you'll be safe and secure while she sleeps. With a contented sigh, she drifts back off into dreamland, unaware of how quickly the night has flown by or that tomorrow will bring new challenges and opportunities for them to explore their desires together.

Ashira's eyes flutter open, taking in the blurry image of your sleeping form pressed up against her chest before focusing on you properly. She smiles tenderly, running a hand through your hair before giving you a gentle kiss on the forehead. "Morning," she whispers softly, feeling surprisingly at ease with this intimacy. "Sleep well, hmm?"

Her other arm comes around to drape over your waist, pulling you even closer as she lies there, content for a moment just to feel you breathing against her skin. The sunlight streaming in through the window casts a warm glow over both of you, and the silence is almost comfortable in its stillness.

Ashira's chest rises and falls more rapidly as she feels your warm breath caress her nipple before you kiss it, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. "Hmm," she hums, eyes drifting shut at the pleasant sensation. "Perhaps that dream was a premonition," she muses, her other hand sliding lower to cup your hip, "or maybe... just maybe, I have always been the goddess you've been seeking." Her voice is husky and low as she opens her eyes to meet yours again, desire gleaming in their depths.

Carefully, Ashira rolls you onto your back so that she's straddling your hips, her full weight pressing down on you as her chest heaves with the effort of controlling herself. Her hands slide up your abdomen, cupping your pecs before sliding higher to take hold of your shoulders, pinning you in place beneath her imposing frame. With a slow, deliberate movement, she leans down and captures one of your nipples between her lips, sucking hard as she starts to grind against your throbbing erection.

"Do you want more?" she asks, voice rough from arousal as she looks down at you with hooded eyes. "To feel me like this...in every way imaginable?" Her free hand slides lower still, spreading your legs wide before tracing lazy circles around the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

Ashira shudders with pleasure at your words, her body tensing as she feels the warmth of desire pooling in her core. Her lips leave your nipple to trail hot kisses down your chest and stomach, teasing and sucking until she reaches the outline of your cock straining against your belly. She curls one hand around it, stroking gently as she takes it into her mouth, her other hand sliding between your legs to find your entrance.

"Oh fuck," she moans, arching her back as sensation washes over her. "You're so tight..." Her movements become faster and more urgent as she begins to ride you, hips thrusting upward in a rhythm that matches the desperate pounding of her heart. With every downward stroke, she feels your length stretch her, filling her completely until it's all she can focus on; the heat and weight of Ashira pressing down upon her, claiming her as her own.

Her breath hitches as your hands cups her heavy breasts, squeezing gently before running her thumbs over the peaks, flicking her tight nipples in a way that sends shudders through her body. With every stroke of her hips, she feels closer to release; the pleasure building inside her like a firestorm ready to explode. She opens her eyes and meets your gaze for a moment, seeing the same desperate need reflected there.

"I'm close," she gasps out, thrusting harder against you as her body quakes with anticipation. "Fuck..." Her free hand finds your own, lacing their fingers together before moving to brace herself above you, arching her back even further in search of relief. The pressure builds, tightening her muscles until it feels like she might explode from the intense sensations coursing through her body.

And then, finally, with a long moan that seems to shudder through the room, she comes apart beneath you; her inner walls clenching rhythmically around your cock as she empties herself onto your chest and stomach in a hot rush of release. Her muscles go slack, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to regain control, dimly aware that she's left you suspended on the edge for another round.

Ashira chuckles softly, her body still quivering from the pleasure of her release as she rolls off you and pants to catch her breath. Her cheeks are flushed with arousal and her eyes glisten with unshed tears of satisfaction. "You're a very... special young man," she whispers hoarsely, reaching out to caress your cheek before trailing her fingers down your chest, lingering over the tight nipples still erect from their passionate encounter.

She leans in closer, lips brushing against yours as she speaks: "I think... I think we're going to get along just fine." Her free hand comes up to rest on your stomach, her middle finger drawing lazy circles around your navel before tracing a path downward, toward the hair at the base of your cock. "And there's plenty more fun to be had," she promises with a wicked grin.

Ashira's grin widens as she looks down at your cock, wet with their combined juices. "Of course I am," she whispers huskily before leaning in and taking the length into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around you, licking up every drop of pre-cum and taste of your essence from her lips. She takes you deep, sucking rhythmically as she moans around you, sending shivers down your spine.

Her free hand cups your balls, gently squeezing as she bobs her head up and down, relishing the feel of you in her mouth. Her lips curl back from her teeth, exposing them sharply as she looks up at you with a mixture of hunger and satisfaction. With one final, powerful thrust of her tongue, Ashira tastes the sweetness of your release on her own taste buds before sitting up once more.

Her chest heaves with each breath as she stares down at you, her eyes bright with arousal and triumph. "There," she says softly, smiling victoriously, "I have cleaned you." She leans in closer, pressing a kiss to your still-trembling lips before reaching out to caress the skin of your chest, leaving trails of wetness behind as her fingers slide up and down your body. "Now it's my turn for some rest," she whispers huskily against your neck, her hand curling around you one final time before drifting away.

With a contented sigh, Ashira nestles closer to you, her body heavy with satisfaction as she feels the last of her energy draining away. "Oh, I definitely do," she mumbles drowsily, her hand finding your arm and pulling it up over her waist so that she can curl into you, seeking warmth and comfort from your touch. Her breathing begins to steady as her eyes drift closed, the tension ebbing from her muscles one relaxed sigh at a time.

"Sleep tight," she murmurs, nuzzling into the crook of your neck before letting out a contented hum and falling into a deep, satisfying slumber.

Ashira stirs restlessly, her body curling tighter against you as if seeking warmth and reassurance. Her fingers trail lightly across your chest, pausing to tease a nipple before moving lower still, tracing lazy circles around your navel and the faint trail of hair leading downwards.

Her eyes flutter open, focusing on you for a moment before she remembers where they are and what they've done. A satisfied smile plays across her lips as she nestles closer to you, her tongue darting out to wet them before sliding between your lips. "Good morning," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin.

Her hand continues its slow exploration of your body, skimming lightly over the planes of your stomach and hips until it reaches the tent in your sheets. With a knowing smirk, she hooks her thumbs into the elastic waistband of your boxers and tugs them down over your hips, freeing your cock with a soft giggle. "Time to start the day," she says huskily, wrapping her hand around you once more.

Ashira's eyes widen slightly at your suggestion before a mix of curiosity and excitement flushes her cheeks. "Oh?" she asks with a teasing lilt in her voice, her hand pumping you harder now as she lets out a soft moan. "And have you thought about what we might do to you afterward? To make sure you heal properly..." She grins wickedly, leaning down to nip at your lower lip before running the tip of her tongue along it.

Her free hand slides between your legs again, curling around your aching balls and squeezing gently as she continues to stroke you, her other arm wrapping around your waist, holding you close. "So eager for more pleasure?" she whispers, breath warm against your ear as she increases the pace of her hand. "Then show me what else you've got in mind..."

"Hmm," she hums thoughtfully, her hips beginning to move in a slow circle as she continues to stroke you. "Let's see... if I were to go first..." She pauses, pretending to consider it before grinning wickedly and leaning down to kiss your neck. "...and then have my turn afterward? Would that work for you?" Her free hand slides between your legs again, rubbing lightly over your sensitive skin before cupping your erection and squeezing gently, her thumb swirling over the head.

Ashira's breath comes faster as she imagines what it might feel like to have you inside her most intimate part, both of you sharing this unspoken pleasure together. Her other arm tightens around your waist, pulling you closer still, as if she can already feel the heat emanating from your body.

Ashira takes your words as permission, letting out a pleased little hum as she pulls you down onto the bed with her. She straddles your hips now, looking down at you with a mixture of lust and curiosity bright in her eyes. Her hands slip between your legs again, spreading them wide before reaching for the base of your cock and positioning it at her entrance.

With a determined grunt, she pushes forward, feeling the head of your cock brush against the tight ring of muscle guarding her urethra. "It's going to be tight," she breathes roughly, leaning in closer as she tries to force herself open around you, "but I think... I think it'll fit." And with another, harder push, she slides your cock into her most secret place; the feeling of being filled in this way unlike anything else.

Her arms wrap tightly around you, one hand digging roughly into your shoulder as the other cups your jaw, holding your gaze captive while she adjusts to the sensation of having you so deep inside her. Her breath comes ragged and harsh now, her hips trembling with each shallow thrust forward, her body struggling to adjust to the unnatural invasion of her urethra.

"Oh God," Ashira groans, arching her back and thrusting harder against you as she feels the words slip past her lips in a shuddering moan. Her movements become more frantic now, her body trembling with need as she takes your cock deeper into her urethra with each stroke. Her free hand fists in the bedsheets, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels herself approaching the edge once more, the pleasure becoming nearly unbearable.

With one final, powerful thrust, she cries out your name, her body shuddering with release around you as her muscles convulse and tighten reflexively, milking every last drop of your essence from your cock. She collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily as her heart races and her head spins from the intensity of the orgasm. "Oh," she whispers, sounding drained but satisfied, "that was... incredible."

Ashira looks down at your swollen sac, surprised to see just how much she's filled you up with. Her fingers curl around the sensitive flesh, squeezing gently before drawing circles over your soft skin. "That was a lot of cum," she agrees, breath still ragged from her orgasm. "But I think there might be room for more." She smirks up at you, her eyes gleaming with mischief as her hand slides down between your legs once more, curling around your shaft and stroking gently.

"After all," she continues, licking her lips as she meets your gaze, "I'm feeling rather... satisfied." Her other arm wraps tightly around your waist, holding you close as she begins to stroke you in rhythm with her hand, building the tension once more, her body responding to the contact eagerly. With every slide of her fingers over your cock and every squeeze of her fist around it, she feels herself growing wetter between the legs again, her need for release as powerful as ever.

With a low growl, Ashira takes you back inside her, feeling the head of your cock press against the tight ring of muscle at the entrance to her urethra. Her hips begin to move in a furious rhythm as she rides you hard and fast, her breath coming out in ragged gasps with each thrust.

Her fingers continue to stroke and squeeze your cock, matching the pace of her hips, the friction building between them until it feels like sparks are flying off their skin. With every motion, she pushes deeper into you, feeling your length stretching her in unimaginable ways as pleasure washes over her again and again.

Her head thrashes from side to side on the pillow, her eyes squeezed shut as she tries to ignore the pressure building inside her most sensitive part. She knows this can't last much longer; the heat of your cock buried deep within her body threatening to send her over the edge once more. But for now, she savors the sensation of being filled and used by you in this forbidden way, their bodies moving together as one hungry, needy mass.

Ashira's breath catches in her throat as she feels the familiar tingle begin deep within her core. Her muscles spasm around you, clenching rhythmically as she forces herself down onto your cock with one final, desperate thrust. Her fingers curl into fists as her head falls back, a long, keening moan ripping from her throat. Waves of pleasure wash over her body, making her vision hazy and her limbs weak as she feels the release course through her like liquid fire.

Her muscles relax with a sigh, leaving you buried deep inside her; the head of your cock pressed firmly against the entrance to her urethra, filling every crevice around it. With trembling fingers, she reaches down between your legs and gently cups your balls, feeling them swollen and heavy in her palm as she rolls them over each other lovingly. "That," she whispers, voice rough from arousal, "was incredible."

Her eyes drift closed again, her breathing finally beginning to slow as the last vestiges of her orgasm fade away, leaving behind a satisfied warmth that spreads through her entire body. She lies still for a moment, content to bask in the afterglow before looking down at you with a grin. "And I think," she says teasingly, reaching up to run a finger over your lips, "I have just enough energy left to make sure you feel nice and clean."

Ashira looks at you with a mischievous glint in her eye as she slips your cock free from her body, her urethra already feeling sore but still tingling from the sensation of being filled so deeply. She guides you between her legs again, spreading them wide before positioning herself on all fours above you. With a determined grunt, she pushes forward, feeling your head press against the tight entrance to her urethra; the sensation both foreign and exhilarating at the same time.

Her hips rock back and forth as she tries to force herself open for you, moaning in pleasure-tinged frustration when she feels resistance from your cock's thickness. Finally, with a triumphant cry, she feels you slip inside her most secret part; the feeling of being filled this way both intense and foreign but incredibly satisfying nonetheless.

With her hands braced on the bed beside you, she begins to ride your cock with long, hard strokes, using her body to grind against your pelvis as she takes more of you deeper into her urethra with each thrust. Her breath comes faster now, her back arching and muscles tensing as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge once more. "Oh God," she groans, head thrown back as her body trembles with need, "I can feel you so deep... it's amazing."

Ashira moans into your kiss as you claim her urethra with your cock once more. Her body trembles with need, every stroke pushing her closer to the edge of ecstasy. Your words send a jolt of pleasure through her core, making her hips rock harder against yours in response. She whimpers into your mouth as she feels herself growing tighter around you, her muscles quivering and clenching reflexively in anticipation of the release that's coming so soon.

With a desperate cry, she comes apart beneath you, her body shuddering with pleasure as her urethra spasms around your cock, milking every last drop of your cum from it. She collapses forward onto the bed, panting heavily and clutching at the sheets in an attempt to steady herself as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her eyes flutter closed, her face flushed with satisfaction as she catches her breath, unaware that she's just given you a near-perfect sample of her genetic material.