“If you don’t get pregnant, I’m going to have to come inside you every night until you do,” said Devon between labored breaths.
“Yes… my young stallion, you can ravage me whenever you want.” The madame embraced Devon with her arms wrapping around his head, and pulled him in for a long, lustful kiss.
They rolled around under the bedsheets together, Devon placing his leg between the mature madame’s thighs and gently nudging her pussy with his knee as he pleasurably dragged his leg across her skin, enjoying the skinship.
“You should sleep early today, my good boy. You have a long day ahead of you ohohoho~” the madame chuckled.
Devon nodded, nuzzling his head in the madame’s giant bosom like a baby nuzzling with his mother. “How come you said that I might **** the earl’s daughter, the countess?”
Blinking her large eyes weighed down with mascara at him, madame Elisa pursed her pouty sex doll lips. “The young countess is very attractive. I’m afraid you might find it hard to control yourself around her. Although there’s a bit of a problem. She’s under a curse, so to speak…”
“Hmm?” Devon replied, his curiosity peaked. “What kind of curse?”
The madame’s beauty mark above her lip bounced as she talked. “It’s considered an ill omen for children to be born with white hair, and Countess Ilyana was born with snow white hair. I personally think it’s just a superstition, but the earl tells me that her curse is that she also harnesses immense magical power that she cannot control, and she will sometimes have outbursts of magical rage.”
Devon nodded as the madame continued, while she opened a small hand mirror and applied a stick of red lipstick onto her plump lips.
“That’s why the earl is so worried for her future prospects as a bride. He agonizes over whether or not any potential suitors will be pushed away by her cursed white hair and uncontrollable magical potential.”
Devon stifled a laugh. These aristocratic guys in this new world might have a problem with white hair, but personally he thought that it would be incredibly sexy to see a real life cosplay girl with white hair and a pretty face. He was beginning to look forward to the next day.
“Madame, your figure is so sexual,” Devon remarked while running his hands under her one piece dress, across her bare skin.
The madame chuckled again, flattered. “Ohohoho, of course it is. That’s why a young stallion like you can’t control himself around me, right~”
She closed her thighs together, making sure that Devon’s love juices didn’t drip out of her pussy. Devon noticed the gesture and grinned.
“Make sure you keep all my semen safe in your belly,” Devon said devilishly. “Wouldn’t want to waste any of that delicious juice, right?”
The voluptuous beauty marked madame laughed. “You’re so funny, Devon. I almost want to keep you all to myself, ohoho~” She fanned herself with her hand after laughing quite hard. “I’m a bit sweaty now, let’s take a bath and then cuddle, alright?”
Devon nodded in agreement, and followed her towards her rather luxurious sauna, which was made of pure white marbling. They cleaned off in the hot water, then dried off and returned to bed. The madame slipped on some scandalous underwear lingerie and fishnet stockings that dug into her thighs seductively.
The lascivious lingerie was just a small slightly see-through triangle covering her labia and pubic hair strung up by black fabric strings that ran in crisscrosses across her body like spiderwebs, finally leading up to two see-through triangles that barely had enough surface area to cover half of each breast. The entire outfit just screamed fuck me now, and Devon felt his cock twitching even though it had completely expended its energy just moments ago.
“Let us sleep, Devon,” the madame said, taking him by the wrist and pulling him back to the bedroom. She lay down on the bed, slipping her thighs under the covers first. Devon joined shortly after, immediately settling into a spooning position behind her, placing his hips and crotch on her bare ass that was covered by nothing but a thong.
Putting a hand on her small see-through triangle thong panties so that he could play with the pubic hair sticking out from between the webbed fabric, Devon caressed the voluptuous woman he just met today, and fell asleep with her lascivious pudding in his hands.
Joachim Janssen, thank you for pledging <3 I wasn't planning to post public today, but new chapter to celebrate!
Read ahead at patreo.n.com/melonball <3