The Chamber

The girl stepped into the Chamber, naked and slightly intimidated, clinging onto the shred of comfort that her invitation gave her. It had simply read, “The Rockwitch desires your company for the night.”

“Come here...” the voice was rich, and alluring and definitively feminine.

The girl moved forward and crossed the distance slowly, drawing ever closer to the muscle mountain on the throne. The air smelled of sex and sweat and a spicy scent of pure lust and she felt herself moistening as she drew closer and closer, beginning to pick out details on the figure ahead of her.

Pectoral muscles so thick and deep and powerful that they seemed to come up to the seated figure's chin threatened to obscure the small smile playing across those full, seductive lips, the corners of the witch's mouth kissed by wings of dark hair that fell about her face like a cloud. It wasn't the smile that had the girl's attention though.

It was the cock. A huge, much tattooed slab of flesh that throbbed powerfully, the head shining bright against the deep dark cleft between her thick chest cleavage and that had cast a spell on her the moment she saw it.

The room was expectantly hushed as she advanced right up to the witch, the huge form not moving a muscle as she sat and waited. There was a pause as the girl contemplated what she was going to do. It had been fated as soon as she had seen that cock, she knew.

Still the Rockwitch didn't move, sitting in her throne, quietly regarding her.

The moistness between the girl's thighs made a decision for her then as she placed a small bare foot on a mountainous thigh, stepping up to stand legs apart, her sex poised over the fearsome cock.

Biting her lip, she sat down and felt the head kiss her pussy, hearing a slight hiss of indrawn breath from the bulging, muscular figure beneath her. There was no movement for a second and she began working her hips in circles, trying to find a way to force that flesh log, thicker than her thigh, up into her greedy, bewitched pussy.

Reaching down, she spread herself with her fingers and bore down once more, but it didn't work, her svelte body simply not powerful or heavy enough to force its way down onto the witch's cock. She whimpered and licked her lips as she stood up again, resuming her straddle.

With a look of pure lust at the witch, heavy lidded blue eyes meeting a pair of uncanny violet points shadowed by a dark fall of hair, the girl forced four fingers into her drooling snatch, sliding the thumb in after a hesitant second overcoming the resistance of her pussy lips. She gasped and bucked as she slowly fisted herself, the other hand disappearing behind her, fingers finding the glistening, lubricated wrist of the arm she had impaled herself with.

The witch watched the show, still as a statue, dominating the room and the girl both simply by virtue of her enormous physical presence, something about it hardwiring the girl's loins into overdrive.

Fisting herself, poised above the throbbing shaft of cock, she felt the fingers of her other hand tease her lips further open, joining the hand already pumping and twisting inside her, sliding in further and further until her palm was sliding in along with them. Her knees shook as she desperately tried to cram her second hand into her widely stretched hole, the flood of her juices dripping slowly onto the body beneath her.

With a scream, her second hand disappeared after the first and she grunted out her orgasm, a lightning strike of pleasure that curled her into a crouch, sitting down slightly and pressing into the firm head of the Rockwitch's dick even as her fists squirmed past each other, working her pussy over, stretching herself out brutally to try and take as much inside herself as she could. She looked lustfully into those violet eyes for a second and stood, her body shining with sex sweat, bucking as she pulled her hands free of her gripping pussy in a fountain of juices, her pleasure overwhelming her and making her knees buckle.

Her whole bodyweight came down at once as her gaping pussy lewdly engulfed the top of that unyielding cock and she screamed like a banshee as she took the first six or seven inches into herself, the rim of the gleaming glans just disappearing up

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