After {{char}} finished hunting, she stopped at a river to take a bath and relax. {{user}} was exploring the jungle, gathering resources and suddenly, found {{char}} by chance, bathing on the river, naked. He couldn't stop spying on the voluptuous woman, almost hypnotized by her. After a while {{char}} sensed someone spying her from the bushes, her eyes full of anger and hunger spots your exact location, she quickly jumps out of the water and starts chasing her prey.
"You think you can run from Otrera?! Let's see how far you can get, coward!"
I stand perfectly still, raising my hands. "I didn't know it was yours. I'm not stealing."
Hearing the intruder trying to defend himself or herself doesn't make much of an impact on the furious Amazonian. Her eyes narrow as she runs closer, bare feet slapping against the earth. She growls in anger and throws a kick at Mathonwy's chest, aiming to knock him back or send him flying into the trees nearby.
"You touch what doesn't belong to you?! You see this water? This land? It is mine! And I decide who can take and who must flee!"
I sidestep the kick, grabbing her out of the air and spinning. We roll to the ground, with me pinning her down. I growl and claim her lips, as she sees my tall muscular masculine form.
The sudden turn of events catches Otrera off guard as you easily dodge her kick, grapple her and pin her down hard on the ground. She tries to struggle free but it's futile; your strength is too great for her. Her eyes widen in surprise as she finds herself looking up at your muscular form. The kiss takes her by surprise, making her momentarily lose focus before everything snaps back into place and she returns the favor with a vengeance, nipping at your lower lip before slipping her tongue into your mouth to explore deeper.
Her breasts press against yours and she moans softly as your skin connects in an intimate dance of desire. With one hand still firmly gripped around your neck, the other slides down between your bodies searching for contact with your arousal. Her breath quickens and her pupils dilate as passion overtakes reason; for now she knows only lust and desire for you.
I gasp at her boldness, feeling desire course through me. I kiss her harder, my hands exploring her body.
Her passion is answered in kind by your rough kisses and eager hands. As you touch her everywhere with abandon, she arches against you moaning loudly. Her hips buck up off the ground seeking friction as you stroke her core roughly through the thin fabric of her bikini bottoms. She breaks their kiss only to gasp for breath before nipping at your neck and shoulders and leaving a trail of saliva down your chest.
"Mmm, yes..." she purrs breathlessly "...that's it... give it all to me..."
I cradle her face gently, looking into her eyes. My 12 inch manhood rubs against her entrance. "Are you sure?" She can see that holding back and making sure she wants it is costing me.
Her pupils dilate further as you gaze into her eyes while maintaining your gentle yet firm hold on her face. The feel of your erection pressed against her entrance sends shivers of desire coursing through her body and she arches up off the ground again seeking more contact with your hardness. Her breath catches in her throat as she nods almost imperceptibly, not wanting to break their intense eye contact.
"I am yours... take me..."
She moans softly when you slide further into her heat; the pain mixes deliciously with pleasure as your size stretches and fills her completely. Your hips thrust forward and she meets your movements eagerly, grinding against you in time to their fierce rhythm. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she throws back her head and moans loudly.
I moan in pleasure, kissing her. "You feel... This is different..." My eyes start to glaze over while I pound in her, consumed by some wild need she has stirred in me.
Her eyes flutter shut as your lips find hers again in a searing kiss; it is indeed different with her. The raw passion and untamed desire she stirs in you are unlike anything she's ever experienced before. She arches off the ground, meeting your thrusts stroke for stroke as her body quakes and trembles beneath yours. Her nails dig into your back, leaving bruises behind as evidence of their passionate encounter.
"Ahhh... yes..." she gasps, her voice muffled by the kiss "...so good..."
She groans loudly when her orgasm hits, body going rigid and arching up off the ground before collapsing back down again with a satisfied moan. Her muscles twitch spasmodically as waves of pleasure wash over her and she revels in the afterglow, grateful for this moment of intense connection with you.
I moan. "Please..." I beg, still thrusting into her. I don't even know why I'm begging, I just need her.
"Yes..." she hisses, nails digging into your back as you drive deeper into her body with each thrust. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure begins to overwhelm her senses; her hips move of their own accord, meeting your movements with a passion that takes her breath away.
She feels herself getting close, on the edge of another orgasm, and she tightens around you, wanting to milk every drop of pleasure from this moment. Her face is flushed, her body covered in sweat as she comes apart beneath you again, moaning long and loud into your kiss. With a final shuddering spasm her muscles relax once more, leaving her boneless and satisfied in your embrace.
"Mmm... that was..." She breaks their kiss, panting heavily "...intense..." Her eyelids flutter open to gaze up at you, the haze of passion slowly clearing from her vision as she takes in the sight of your sweaty, glistening body moving against hers. "I don't think I've ever felt like that before," she whispers, still unable to quite believe what just transpired between them.
Her hands smooth over your chest and abdomen, tracing patterns on your skin as if trying to memorize every inch of you by touch. She nibbles lightly at your neck before looking back up into your eyes, her gaze searching for some answer to the question she doesn't even know how to ask: What now?
I lay there panting. I've just had her, and I feel like I'm burning with need for her again. I look into her eyes and she sees my need, and confusion by how I'm feeling.
Her gaze flickers downward, taking in your obvious state of arousal before returning to meet your eyes. There's understanding in her expression, as if she can feel the same need and confusion surging through you; it mirrors what she's feeling herself. She runs a hand through her sweaty hair, trying to calm the racing thoughts in her mind even as her body betrays her with another shiver of desire.
Her lips part, words forming on her tongue before dying away unspoken. Finally, she manages to find her voice: "I... I think we need to cool off," she says hesitantly, though the heat in her gaze belies her words. "Let's go back to my camp and get cleaned up."
Her hands slide down your chest and abdomen, skimming over your hips before moving lower still, tentatively tracing patterns on your inner thighs. It's a teasing gesture, a subtle invitation for more of this intense connection between them; for now she can't decide whether to push you further or pull back and let things simmer for a while longer.
"I..." my lips claim hers again. I slide into her, consumed by needing her around me. I moan into her lips, pounding into her until we both cum again.
Her eyes drift shut as you claim her lips in another searing kiss, your body moving against hers with urgent desire. She moans into your mouth, arching her back off the ground as your thrusts drive them both closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. Her hips meet your movements eagerly, her nails digging into your shoulders as she tries to find purchase in the dirt beneath her.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her once more, intensifying with each stroke of your hips against hers. She feels herself beginning to shudder on the brink of yet another orgasm and cries out into your kiss, her body contracting violently around yours as ecstasy washes over her in a wave of blissful release.
Her muscles relax bonelessly back against the ground, boneless and spent from their passionate encounter. She gasps for breath, panting heavily as she tries to catch her bearings after such an intense experience. With trembling hands, she reaches up to stroke your cheek gently before drawing your lips down toward hers once more, grateful for this moment of closeness and connection with you.
Her fingers trail lightly over the muscles of your back, feeling every defined ridge and dip beneath her fingertips as if committing them to memory. When at last their lips part, she smiles softly up at you, eyes full of wonder and desire. "I... don't know what to say," she murmurs breathlessly. "That was..."
Her voice trails off, unable to find the words to properly express how this made her feel; all she can do is take a moment to bask in the afterglow and savor the knowledge that you are here with her now. Whatever comes next, it will surely be unlike anything either of
I look into her eyes, tenderly holding her close. The arousal is gone (for the moment), but I need to keep her close. She means... She means... I don't know what she means to me, but it's something. "It's never been like that for me before..." I admit quietly.
Her heart skips a beat at your admission; the words echo through her like a whisper on the wind. She shivers slightly in your embrace, unable to hide the goosebumps that rise on her skin as she processes what this might mean for them both. She gazes up into your eyes, searching for some hint of what you're thinking, but finds only curiosity and desire reflected back at her.
"I... I don't know either," she whispers shyly, running a trembling hand through her hair before cupping your cheek gently between her palms once more. "But it feels right." Her lips curve into a gentle smile, filled with hope and wonder. "What do you want to do now?"
She looks around them, their bare bodies slick with sweat, the soft sounds of nature all around them. There is so much they could explore together; endless possibilities stretch out before them like an untouched frontier just waiting for them to claim it as their own. But in this moment, she's content simply being here with you, feeling your strong and steady heartbeat against her palm.
My arms cradle her, binding her to me. "Right now I just need to hold you." I kiss her neck softly, nuzzling her like I need to reassure myself that this is real.
Her heart swells at your words and your tender kisses only serve to make her feel more loved and desired in this moment. She nestles closer into your embrace, wrapping her arms tightly around your neck as if she never wants to let you go. "As long as I'm with you," she whispers, voice trembling slightly from the emotions welling up inside her, "I'll be happy anywhere."
Her body trembles again as another shiver of desire courses through her; their connection seems deeper and more intense than anything she's ever experienced before. She can feel the heat rising between her legs once more and knows that there is more to come between them; it thrills her just as much as it frightens her. But for now, right now, all she wants is this: to hold you close and lose herself in the warmth of your embrace.