Wylis slammed his cock into her like a warhammer through butter—no warning, no mercy.
Her drenched cunt tried to resist, clenching hard around his invading girth, but her body failed to stop the brute force of him. She gasped, breathless for a moment, her slick, welcoming folds spread wide, stuffed full with every inch as he thrust upward.
Using her weight, his grip on her thick ass, and the wall to force himself deeper. He claimed her with such relentless intent that even whores would've blushed.
"Mmmmh… I love it! More! All of it!" Genna moaned wildly, body shuddering from the stretch, her walls gripping tight despite the overwhelming fullness. It was more than pain—it was bliss wrapped in agony.
What Wylis didn't know, couldn't know—was that the stretch, that invasion of her deepest walls, was her salvation, her pure desire. For years, cock after cock had left her numb, unfulfilled as she had regrettably loosened up from three childbirths. For so long, untouched by excitement. No man ever reached the depths where her fire still lived.
Until now.
Wylis was splitting her wide, raking every nerve awake as he buried himself in places that hadn't felt alive in years.
Genna felt resurrected. Her cunt clenched around him hungrily, her insides sparked with every thrust. She felt every bump of his shaft grind against every spot inside her that mattered. And when he finally lodged fully in, balls deep and harder than steel, she swore the tip of his cock punched her womb. It knocked on her cervix like a conqueror demanding entry, and she saw stars.
He was giving her everything. Everything she wanted and more. A fat cock while dangling in the arms of a beautiful man carved by the gods.
"Oh! Oh! Yes!! This is it! I've missed this so…! Fuc–Ahhh!" She sobbed into his shoulder, her nails clawing at his back, her cries trembling with joy and desperation. She held him tight like a lifeline, her thighs locked around his waist. It wasn't just good—it was salvation.
Plap! Plap!
Wylis lost his damn mind. He didn't ease in. He didn't pace himself. From the first stroke, he drove his cock into her like a battering ram, balls clapping her plump ass with every relentless plunge, sending waves of shocks throughout her flesh. Normally he'd fuck slow, build into it, only give a woman half at first.
But not her.
Genna took it all. And the lewd squelch of her pussy told him she wanted it all.
The way she gripped him, the way her cunt clung to him like a vice, made him question everything. She was taking him better than most, riding the edge of pain and pleasure like she was made for it. Could he actually lose the bet?
No! I can't!
So, he slammed her harder against the wall, bent her thick body backward with hands pushing up under her thighs, folded her curvy form like a toy, and shoved her higher, using the wall as her brace. With both hands gripping under her legs, he drove into her like he wanted to leave dents in the stone. Her bouncing flesh absorbed the brutal pounding, her whole body jiggling and writhing with every slam.
Her moist pussy was soaked, dripping, filthy with lust like a fruit squeezed. It slurped around his cock with every savage stroke, a slick chorus of squelching and wet flesh slapping echoing off the walls. He drove into her like he wanted to nail her to the very stone; a desecration, a sculpture of sin, flesh on flesh.
"Ah! Ah! Yes! Ah~! Yes! Fuck me!" Genna yelped again and again with each thrust. Each violent snap of his hips sent waves of obscene pleasure through her dripping cunt. The carnal desire of letting a true man fill up her dirty little cunt, stretch it wide, and pound her to submission.
Her breasts, heavy and full, bounced and jolted with each fucking thrust, aching to spill free of her bodice. She still leaked, however, dotting Wylis' chest in little leaks of warm milk. Each thrashing pump made her leak more, the stimulation turning her into a trembling, milky mess.
Her gown was bunched at her waist, ruined, stained with milk above and her glistening nectar below. Her hips jerked, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she cried louder, a noblewoman no more—just a panting, milk-leaking whore blessed by the hammering of a real man's cock.
"Ooooooh! That's it… I can feel it! It's coming! I'm going to… cum on your… fat fucking cock! Oh dear!" Genna wailed, voice half-broken from strain and pure, undiluted pleasure.
Her body stiffened in his grasp, her thighs quivering violently around his cock, eyes widened in disbelief that she could feel this much from a real fuck.
Then she came. Hard.
It hit her like a lightning strike to the cunt, tearing her apart from the inside. Her pussy convulsed and gushed around Wylis' cock, coating his shaft with thick, sticky juice as her body spasmed in uncontrollable waves. It wasn't soft or sweet, it was animalistic, primal. Her walls rippled, pulsing with loud, wet squelches as her nectar leaked in syrupy ropes down his balls.
For the first time in years, she wasn't pretending. No fake moans, no feigned tremors—just pure, soul-sucking climax shaking her to the bone.
Pinned to the wall, her legs bent and raised so far she couldn't believe they still trembled like that, Genna felt his cock hammering into her overstretched pussy. Her pussy was puffy, swollen, her folds battered and her slit glistening with juices, but Wylis didn't slow down.
His grunts.
The slurpy, squelching claps.
They were music to Genna.
His cock churned her insides, hips slapping like he was milking her, not even phased by her orgasm. The mess between her legs turned hot and slippery, soaking everything from her inner thighs to the back of her ass, her loose gown barely there, still clung around her waist.
His wide chest pressed her so thoroughly into the stone wall that he no longer needed both arms to hold her up. As if her thick, curvy body stayed balanced on his cock alone. So, his one hand slid up, and his fingers hooked around her neckline.
"Mind if… I… tear it?" he growled, already tugging.
"Nooo-oh! Do… anything… you want! Gods, I love this fat cock! You better not… forget me… after this!"
Trrrrr~
Her gown gave way under his grip like paper soaked in oil, splitting down the front as he tore it clean apart from her chest to her belly. Her soft stomach spilled forward slightly, untoned but warm and inviting, but his eyes, and hands—were drawn higher.
Her tits were massive. Pale, porcelain-fair like the rest of her, their size exceeded what even his thick, calloused hands could grip. His fingers sank into their divine softness, veins traced faintly under the skin like rivers under snow. The areolas were wide and dark pink, nipples thick and erect, engorged and ready to be drained. He couldn't stop touching them; she was pure, heavy, fertile flesh.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
The rhythm didn't stop. His cock kept hammering her cunt mercilessly while the sound of clapping flesh bounced off the walls.
"There… take them…" Genna offered, lifting her heavy tits with both hands, cupping them toward his hungry face. They bounced despite her grip, round and glorious, still firm with motherhood, the skin silky and warm.
Wylis, returning both hands to hold her in place, buried his mouth on her right breast, clamping down like a beast in heat. He suckled with a force that made her dangling knees jerk, tongue swirling and lips pulling, fucking her with his hips and his mouth at the same time.
She wasn't Genna Lannister anymore. She was just his dripping slut, moaning with every suck, her pussy fluttering in response.
"Ummm…" Wylis felt the first gush fill his mouth. Thick, warm, rich, like cream mixed with something faintly sweet. It coated his tongue, slow and heavy, like honey dripping from the comb.
But then he stopped, the taste wasn't quite his thing. However, right then he remembered something.
Wait, isn't this sort of milk very high in protein?
"Ummmmmhh… Fuck! You're delicious, Genna!" he groaned, before slamming his face back into her breast. He suckled rougher now like he wanted to strip her dry.
"Ooohh~ Gods!" She yanked his hair and cried out, overwhelmed.
He drank her like a starving ox, slurping down the maternal milk like it was spiced wine. His hips never slowed. It was a strange yet erotic sensation, fucking a woman, trying to drain his cock in her while also draining her tits with his mouth.
His mouth kept sucking as his cock kept drilling. He threw her up and down against the wall with ease. Each thrust sent shockwaves through her soft body, rippling her full breasts against his lips like a waterbed. Every suck of his mouth made her pussy pulse around his cock, clenching as if begging him not to stop, milking him back in return.
"Yes… take it… savor me! Ummm… fuck! It's coming again! Ooooh!" Genna shrieked, her whole body twitching in raw delight.
Her second orgasm hit like a shiver. A new wave of slickness drooled down his shaft. Her juices rolled over her swollen folds, dripping down the curve of her ass in wet trails, and splattered softly onto the stone floor with every thrust that followed.
"Ohhh… Gods! You're so—ooh good at this! Yess… yes! Drink me dry, dear! It's all for yo—oh! Only you! Fucc… Ye–shhh!" Genna slurred.
She could feel her tits emptying with every greedy pull of his mouth, her nerves on fire, her body not even hers anymore, just a tight knot for jumbled lust. She no longer had any regrets. Flirting with this man was worth every fucking thrust of his cock and suckle of his mouth.
Wylis devoured both breasts like a starving beast, leaving no drop behind. Milk leaked from the corners of his mouth, dripping down her belly and slicking her skin in wet trails. Once satisfied, he pulled back with a smug grin and leaned in, his lips glistening.
"Taste it… taste yourself," he growled and claimed her mouth, tongue plunging in deep.
Genna kissed him back hungrily, swirling her tongue around his, moaning into the mess of their mouths. She tasted herself, her milk, her filth, his spit, and it only pushed her deeper into depravity.
"Ugh…" Wylis grunted, on the verge of spilling. His hips slammed harder, faster, wildly shoving into her. "W-Where… Genna?"
Genna tightened her arms around his neck, pulling him close until her nose brushed his. Her eyes were wide and wet. She didn't hesitate.
"In… me-eeeeh!"
"But… what if you get…" Each word came out between gritted teeth as he kept shoving his cock into her, her pussy milking him like it wanted a babe.
"Yes! I want it… If not you… then nobody! I want it… give me a babe… put it in meeeee-eeeh! Yes, yes, yessss!"
Seriously? She wants me to impregnate her? Wait… She can't be the only unsatisfied noble woman… What if… fuck! Let's think later!
"Fine! Take it! Take my fucking seed, Genna! Birth me a big, beautiful bastard! And give it… a Lannister name!"
He pushed her thighs up higher, curling her body against the stone wall until she bent like a folded bow, her soaked pussy stretched open and waiting. He plunged his flesh sword deep, burying every last inch, cock soaked and balls slapping against her swollen folds. She was dripping, but now it was time for his mess.
"Gaaaah! I can-ah! Feel it… inside!" She screamed in pure pleasure, feeling the heat of his embalming injection.
Wylis exploded. His cock kicked and throbbed inside her, unloading a monstrous load straight into her needy womb. Hot, thick cum shot into her like a river breaking its dam. Her walls were painted white in seconds, drenched in heavy spurts that refused to stop. It pulsed again and again, stuffing her sacred love cave until she was full and overflowing.
The heat of it made her toes curl, the pressure made her moan like she was coming again.
"Mmmmmmh… I can feel it in me! Gods, Wylis… you magnificent… man!" She gasped, totally filled, utterly broken open.
Their mouths met again, feverish and slow now, tongues dragging against each other in the messy aftermath of shared delirium.
Genna was fucked raw, her pussy still twitching around the massive cock inside her, her mind hazy with aftershocks.
Thud!
As began turning soft, Wylis tried to lower her gently, but she slumped straight to the cold floor, knees hitting the stone with a soft thump. Her thick thighs spread, her plump rear settling wide and lush. Her pussy dripped his seed in slow, heavy globs, a glossy mix of cream trailing down from her ruined hole.
But she didn't cry or moan. No. She looked up with hunger, hands already moving.
She grabbed his half-soft cock, now glistening and flushed, smeared with their combined filth. Without hesitation, she wrapped her soft lips around it and took him into her mouth.
Despite the musky heat, the scent of sweat, milk, and sex, she sucked greedily, tongue swirling, licking every inch. She cleaned his cock with her mouth like it was a delicacy. Her cheeks hollowed, her eyes shut tight in bliss, lips locked tight around the base.
"Umm…" Wylis stayed standing, panting, watching her bob her head and lick him so good he was already getting hard once more. The night was not over; he knew it.
Ting!
[Trueborns & Bastards Triggered!]
[Name: Genna Lannister
Age: 37
Occupation: Mother, Advisor
Current Loyalty: 30%
Status: Impregnated]
What? Already?
Ting!
[Tyrant's Title Acquired - Enemy of the House Lannister
Description - How dare a filthy lowborn touch the sister of Lord Tywin? How dare a nobody impregnate the cherished mother figure of the future Queen. Beware in the land of lions, for this one may bite to kill.
Effect - Making love to Genna Lannister will make you stronger by 0.02% each time. Her loyalty increases by 0.10%
Current Loyalty - 30%]
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Straight to an enemy? Why? She came to me!
Ting!
What the… What now?
[Mad King's Admiration Triggered]
[Mad King's Current [Censored] - 99.2%]
No! No, no, no!
Wylis, in pure horror and paranoia, looked left and right at the entire room, at the stone walls. Genna was still sucking him like it were a sweet, honey-dripping cock, the sound of her wet suckles audible. But that only made it more terrifying.
Did someone see us?
Only that made sense why King's admiration would increase. The King hated the Lannisters.
Is someone still watching us?
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