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Ch. 9: Preview #6
🕑 Added 2024-12-06 13:03:45 +0000 UTCBrandi positively quivered. She loved so much when a guy couldn’t keep up with her; when she proved too much for them. She loved how powerful, how superior it made her feel. How in control.
Yes. Oh yes. It was her turn now. “Don’t worry, Theo,” she whispered electrically, walking him toward even shallower waters. Even that friction from her movements seemed almost too much for him; he moaned and his head lolled back. She continued until their groins were above the water – and then she took greedy handfuls of his lower back and bottom and pinned his pubic bone against her clit with all the force she required.
Theo yelped, feeling like a industrial-scale compactor had just clamped down on his ass. His panicked instinct was to use her hard shoulders for leverage and pull himself free – but the absolute and utter futility of his attempt showed him just how little relevance his muscles had here.
A lesson he relearned immediately, when—like heavy machinery coming to life—Brandi’s pelvis began to gyrate and her palms began to knead him up and down, up and down. It was only then that he began to comprehend the physical reality of sex with her.
“I won’t hurt you,” she hastened to say, sensing his fright – even as her grinding, bone-compressing gyrations continued. “I know how soft and fragile you are,” she whispered appeasingly. “I’ll be gentle.”
Such care and compassion in her voice. If anyone seemed trustworthy, it was her. And yet, if a cement roller was looming one inch in front of you, would you trust it? Or would you still be pretty goddamned nervous that she--
He groaned. Holy shit, she just did something that felt amazing. Unreal. “Wh-What did you just--!? Ohhhhhfuckinggoddd!!” By some dark magic combination of vaginal undulation and external maneuvering, she gave him waves of sensation like he’d never felt before. Like—
“How are you doing this!?” he managed to wheeze once his next moan had died down. He gave up trying to add in his own gyrations – anything he could do would be nothing at all next to her untethered physicality and witchcraftian finesse. She was doing everything now, and he couldn’t get enough! “Brandi,” he begged and beseeched, with his eyes, “Brandi, don’t stop!!”
Somehow, between the bone-crushing squeezing from her hands behind, and the masterful pressure from her slit, she managed to keep him on the very edge of orgasm seemingly without end, for as long as she needed. Such could only be accomplished via infinite strength and absolute physical control…
“You’re …” he moaned, some agonizingly heavenly time later, “Y-You’re …”
“Amazing?” she panted, thrusting harder, crescendoing.
“Yes!”
“Incredible?” she moaned, louder, hotter.
“Yesss!!!”
Faster… faster!...“Like a goddess?” she breathed.
The word resonated through him. Yes. She was perfection. “A goddess,” he agreed.
And with a final joint-popping, tissue-imprinting squeeze, with that last burst of added friction, Brandi climaxed loud and free, fierce and joyous – and the moment her inner hold on him relaxed, he came too.
Comments
Michael Witt
Yes, very gentle :)
NetherFalcon (Formerly Sarth)
Very nice! Looks like Brandi is a much more gentle amazon right?
Sherlock
More than A goddess - “A strong Mommy” —- yes yes
