They have just gotten married Islanzadí has stepped down from Queen and has passed it to Arya.

Eragon swept Arya up in a passionate kiss, lifting her onto his hips and holding her there securely with his arms. Arya buried both her hands in Eragon's hair and proceeded kissed him senseless. Eragon started to walk carefully over to the bed on the far side of the room which seemed to have gotten a lot larger than he last remembered. Arya barely noticed Eragon walking as her tongue brushed against his lips, begging for entry. Eragon swiftly opened his mouth and their tongues met in the middle for the second fiery dance of the day.
Eragon arrived at the bed on the far side of the room and laid Arya down upon it. He quickly followed while being careful not to crush her. Arya's hands then began to stray down onto Eragon's chest, following each muscle downwards until she found the hem of the shirt he was wearing and promptly removed it with a satisfied smile.
Eragon felt the shirt about to be removed and resentfully broke the kiss to allow the material to pass. Seeing an opportunity Eragon began to kiss Arya's jaw, moving slowly up to her ear listening to Arya panting all the while. At the corner of her jaw his mouth turned down onto her neck and he began to gently bite at the creamy skin. This sudden pain amongst the pleasure caused Arya to hiss and moan which only served to make Eragon bite harder, leaving marks on her neck and a smile on her face.
As Eragon's progress reached Arya's collarbones he brought his hands up and gently slid the shoulders of her dress down to her upper arms kissing every new bit of skin as it appeared. Eragon could sense Arya's frustration at being pinned down, helpless to suffer every pleasure imaginable. Arya had had enough of this and pulled Eragon's face up to meet hers and began to show him how much she had enjoyed his lips through using hers.
Arya, showing far less patience than Eragon then continued to kiss down his chest, lightly scratching, all the way to his waist.
"Arya, are you sure?" Eragon managed to ask through moans of bliss.
She looked up and smiled a sly smile.
"Of course"
She then proceeded to lick a blazing trail across the top of his waist gaining a sharp hiss of pleasure from his lips.
The next few moments seemed to slow down for Eragon, every feeling magnified, every sight in perfect clarity. What Eragon saw was Arya slipping her fingers around the waist of his trousers and begin the seemingly age long descent down his thighs. Arya, while keeping a cool domineer on the outside was actually trying to keep her hands from shaking she was so nervous.
Eragon couldn't take the sight of the scene before him any longer for fear of losing control so threw his head back and let his sense of touch make up for the lack of sight.
Arya continued pulling down the offending trousers until, finally, his member sprang free almost fully hard. Arya gasped at the sight of Eragon's well over average size and felt her mouth go dry. 'Will it even fit?...' was the only thing that crossed Arya's mind. She cautiously reached forward to grab Eragon and felt his throbbing length in her hand; this pried another delicious moan from Eragon's lips which only spurred Arya on further.

"Eragon, Eragon. What shall I do with you? It seems you trust me too much, Shadeslayer."
Eragon's eyes widened at her use of mental communication but was stopped from voicing his thoughts by Arya's lips landing playfully on the taut skin of his stomach. Eragon moaned slightly as she started to kiss lower, moving slowly, inch by inch to the place where he most desired her touch.
"Uhhh, Arya, go lower. Please!"
He saw her smile cruelly and watched in dismay as she reverted, kissing back up to his lips, just as slowly and torturing him until he was clasping the bed sheets tightly in his hands.
She smiled, kissed him once and passionately on the lips before kissing down his neck, down his jaw, chest and flat stomach. She stopped just short of where she knew that he wanted to be touched. She was such a tease. Eragon could see the mysterious glint enter her eyes as she leant down and took skin from his stomach in between her teeth and sucked. The suction and feeling of Arya doing such a thing to him left Eragon gasping.
Teasingly, Arya inched slowly lower, again just short of where he was burning for her attention, getting harder every second that she delayed his pleasure. Oh, how he wanted to flip her back over and take her but he'd spent so long waiting for her… he could wait a little longer. Maybe. If she stopped teasing him like that.
She grinned evilly, taking another section of his skin into her mouth, sucking, licking and nipping it playfully and teasingly.
Eragon growled and hissed, becoming animalistic due to the way that Arya was handling him. Eventually, he would have to take control of the torture but for now, he revelled in the burning pain of being denied what he sought so profusely.
That's why the sudden lick onto his smouldering member almost extracted smoke when Arya finally nourished the appendage that she had purposefully been ignoring. Eragon's fingers threatened to tear through the bed sheets as another lick set him moaning. Arya had such power over him and she seemed so talented at this that Eragon's mind was driving him to the brink of insanity. He wouldn't be able to hold out much longer like this.

Arya, slowly at first, started to pump Eragon's hard length, making Eragon arch in sudden pleasure. As she continued to stroke up and down Eragon's hard member she could feel Eragon shake slightly and subconsciously moan for more. Arya, not one to disappoint, then gave a single lick with the tip of her tongue across the top of Eragon's member. Eragon nearly shouted out at, at first, the pleasure, and then the cruelty of taking it away again. Arya then gave a villainous smile up at Eragon before plunging mouth first at Eragon's member, taking it as far as she could.
Eragon, who saw nothing of the smile, had no warning for the overwhelming pleasure due to his head already being thrown back. He simply saw stars as the rushing of heat went to his groin grew to such a point he was surprised that he could maintain control over himself. Arya then continued to pump Eragon's length with one hand while her mouth enveloped the rest. This combination of pleasures was causing Eragon to near his climax faster than he ever thought possible, he felt the heat pooling in his stomach grow and start to head down towards his groin. He tried to move Arya from his member but when he tried to lift her head she winked at him and dropped back down and re-doubled her pace to one only an elf could manage. Eragon suddenly bucked and writhed, as if in pain and with a final cry spilt his hot seed into Arya's mouth. Arya felt the hot liquid hit the back of her mouth and moaned in satisfaction, this vibration only extended Eragon's burning pleasure causing him to spill the last of his seed into her mouth. Arya swallowed every drop around Eragon's length and slowly brought her head up with a smile across her face. Eragon could honestly say it was the most amazing sight he had ever seen, little did he know he would see an even more amazing one that night.

Eragon tenderly reached down to Arya's face and still half in a daze, pulled it up to his own and shared another heart stoppingly passionate kiss. Through his mind he could feel her need for him and was almost shocked at the strength of it, it even rivalled his need for her. Eragon was at a loss as he had just climaxed and had nothing to quench her thirst for now. Arya was listening to this internal struggle in Eragon's mind with a smile, even if he had nothing to offer, which he did, she would still wait. Arya rolled over so Eragon was on top and failed to suppress a giggle at the surprise in Eragon's face of her sudden position change. She was normally opposed to being under someone, it gave her a sense of being powerless but with Eragon she felt warm, safe and abnormally happy. Yet another grin broke across her face at the thought of this which Eragon appreciated as he too only felt truly safe with Arya.

Arya gently started to push Eragon downwards. Eragon, who was oblivious to what she was thinking, just went with it. As Eragon was pushed down he started to kiss and nibble ever bit of glorious creamy, pinecone scented skin he could reach which, lucky for Arya, included her chest. Eragon started to gently bite and suck on her right breast while kneading the other one with the ball of his hand, occasionally rolling and pulling the nipple in his fingers. Arya gasped as Eragon did this and after a few moments she felt him switch his mouth and started the same process on the opposite side.
As glorious as it felt Arya knew she had to keep Eragon on his downwards journey so continued her efforts to push his head further down her body. Eragon, feeling the downwards pressure managed to tear himself away from Arya's glorious breasts and allowed himself to be pushed further down to Arya's flat, toned stomach. Eragon's kisses and breath felt as hot as dragon fire on Arya's skin as he panted just centimetres from it.
Eargon kissed his way south to Arya's waistline and arrived slightly disgruntled. She was still wearing her leggings. Eragon decided to deal with this great injustice with a swift tug and the slight tear of fabric. What the leggings concealed was, from that moment, the most amazing thing he had ever seen but this was still not the best thing he would see that night. Underneath those cursed leggings were Arya's long, slightly muscled legs which Eragon knew were much stronger than they looked. He also noticed that she was also hairless, similar to him but what Eragon revelled in most was her skin. It was a floorless slightly tanned cream colour which Eragon knew must be woven with magic for nothing was that stunning naturally.
"Actually, I'm one of the few who does not alter my appearance with magic. I believe it's... deceitful" Arya's voice cracked towards the end of her statement.
Eragon realised Arya had been listening to his thoughts but what he didn't notice was that she was biting her bottom lip in anxiety, wondering what he thought of her now she was completely unclothed. Arya didn't have to wait long for the answer to her question as Eragon looked up from his journey down her creamy skin with a look that she could only describe as mesmerising. Eragon's eyes seemed to soften as he slowly came to terms with what was going on in Arya's head, Arya could see both in his mind and in his face his utter disbelief at the situation, she saw herself through his eyes and saw what he could only describe as perfection. She saw both the lust and love that Eragon had for her, how he had longed for her for so long, how he had admired her in situations where she thought she had lost all strength. Arya then had a rather surreal experience as she saw herself blush. Eragon rested his head on Arya's stomach and smiled up at her for a moment until he started to laugh.
"What is so funny Shadeslayer?" Arya asked with a hint of sarcasm
"I just don't think I've seen you blush before" Eragon answered before he followed with a fresh round of chuckles.
"Is that so" commented Arya, almost glad for the conversation to take her mind off her nerves. "Well instead of looking at my face perhaps you could continue in your previous direction?" Arya smiled cheekily
"Well, orders are orders I suppose" Eragon replied in an equally joking manner.
With that Eragon dropped his face to the task at hand, or rather mouth. Eragon began with a solitary lick up Arya's slit which sent a delightful shiver up Arya's spine in response. Eragon slowly began to explore Arya's heat with the tip of his tongue with a feather light touch, all the while Arya shook and moaned with pleasure and frustration. She tried to tell Eragon what she needed but the words refused to rise from her throat so instead she sent the most complex message she could in her current state.
"MORE!"
Eragon, like any man, was delighted to hear her need for him and began to rub the flat of his tongue against Arya's wetness and reached up to Arya's chest and roughly took a nipple in his hand rolling and pulling it. This delicious torture was driving Arya insane but she knew that if insanity felt like this she would live happily in an asylum. Arya felt heat pooling between her legs and her climax coming faster than she ever thought possible, light shivers seemed to be constantly flowing up her back while hot flushes went down her front. Eragon then very lightly took Arya's clit between his teeth and began to suck on it, the effect was cataclysmic. Arya screamed, but no noise came out, she arched her back so far she was balanced only on her shoulders and feet. Eragon, whose mouth was secured to Arya's heat raised a hand and placed it on her stomach, securing her to the bed. Arya knew if Eragon continued further she would lose all control so with a superhuman effort of will she managed to speak.
"Eragon...stop"
Eragon looked up expecting something to be wrong.
"Don't finish... not yet. I want you... inside me."
Eragon could almost feel the heat of Arya's blush in her face from between her legs but only smiled. He travelled back up her flawless body and met her lips once more in a fiery kiss which Eragon poured every ounce of love and adoration in his body into. This sudden love and passion hit Arya like a wave, both through the kiss and through her mind as Eragon thought only of her and her absolute perfection in his eyes. Arya tried to pull Eragon closer, needing his body further against hers, and wrapped her hands behind his head and roughly pulled him on top of her feeling his comforting weight fall on her and their warmth melt together. Eragon tried to lift his weight off of Arya, fearing her discomfort but found Arya simply hugging him tighter against herself and burying her head in his neck. As the newly admitted couple simply lay there they felt their minds calm and begin to meld to such a point where they were unsure were one consciousness stopped and another began. They both basked in each other's thoughts, feeling and memories, coming across both good and bad.
Arya's voice softly drifted through the joint consciousness "Do you like what you find" both the vulnerability and self consciousness evident in her voice.

Arya slowly sat upright and Eragon followed, this ended the couple up with Arya sitting on Eragon's lap with his member pushing her stomach. Arya slowly rose up on her knees until she was above Eragon's member and looked down. She saw Eragon's simply massive member, hard as rock, pointing straight for her core, and at both his impressive length and girth she knew this would be no easy task. Eragon was silently observing her thoughts and was careful not to let his feeling of want to thrust hard into her core spill over into her thoughts. Arya's mind quickly sifted through how she could do this and found what she reckoned to be the best answer. Eragon was struggling to keep up with her train of thought and suddenly realised what she planned to do and shock overcame him.
"Arya NO!" Eragon shouted both mentally and out loud but it was too late.
Arya dropped with all her weight onto Eragon's shaft and speared herself completely onto it filling her completely. A cry echoed around the room but Eragon wasn't sure whose it was as he was fairly sure he felt her pain as well. Arya dropped her head into Eragon's neck and started to try to breath normally again. Eragon held her tight and could feel her whole body shaking, desperately trying to adjust to his sudden intrusion into her.
Arya then, to the delight of Eragon, began to grind her hips in Eragon's lap feeling his length seemingly stir her insides, stretching her in ways she never thought possible. Eragon at this moment thought he had died and reached paradise. His head was thrown back and his fingers had torn none too subtle holes in the covers of his bed from the exquisite pleasure that was rippling through his body getting better by each passing second. Arya then did possibly the most shocking thing Eragon had ever seen her do, she reached underneath herself and began to stroke Eragon's member while it was buried within her. Eragon flew forwards and clung to Arya as if she was his only source of life and bit her shoulder to stop himself from screaming in pure bliss. The bite hurt Arya but knowing it was a product of her pleasure made it fade from a painful experience and only intensified the burning pleasure washing over her body. Arya then slowly started to change her grinding movement to an up and down one which started to make Eragon's huge member pull and stretch her core in a way which made her moan and whimper in delicious delight. Eragon could feel through their connection that she was adjusting more and more to his size and the pain was fading into glorious, all consuming pleasure.
Eragon smiled and sent with a slight sadistic tone to Arya "My turn"
Arya simply smiled as she trusted him with her body and soul, utterly and completely. Eragon lifted Arya slightly off his lap and began to thrust up into her. Arya threw her head back and moaned loudly at the feelings running through her body. Eragon stifled another cry by biting Arya's shoulder, gently at first but hearing Arya's gasp followed quickly by a moan he bit harder.
Arya continued to ride the mind blowing ride which was Eragon's bucking motion and began to feel heat beginning to pool in her lower stomach and she knew her first release was upon her faster than she thought possible. Eragon, feeling Arya was close, changed angle so he fit her deeper inside and unknowingly hit her in a place even Arya didn't know existed. A body tearing wave of pleasure ripped through Arya's body making her shake and quiver from head to foot causing her walls to grip Eragon's member with such force he feared if he would ever get it back. As the brain numbing pleasure slowly began to fade Arya regained the ability to think straight and sat up straight in front of Eragon.
Arya smiled an ear to ear grin "That was amazing"
"Just you wait" Replied Eragon with a grin which was bordering on villainous.
Eragon pushed Arya forward so that she slid off his lap and landed onto the bed, facing him, all the while with his member still buried deep inside her. Eragon leered down at Arya at the thought of what he was about to do and Arya replied with a bigger smile as she saw his metal representation of what he planned to do to her. Eragon took Arya's thighs in his hands and hooked them over his shoulders, taking advantage of her natural athleticism and pushed himself closer to her so that her thighs were resting flatly against his chest and his arms hooked around her back, gripping her shoulders to aid his leverage. Arya had never dreamt of being in such a vulnerable position but under Eragon so felt so sure of herself and utterly safe in the love that she knew he had for her.
Eragon then slowly pulled out of Arya, who was still slightly shaking from her first climax, until only the tip of his length was inside her. Only then did he briefly pause before, none too gently, slamming back into Arya, filling her further and faster than anything she had ever felt. Eragon then started the cycle again, pulling out, pausing then slamming back in. Despite the intense feelings of pleasure raking through her body Arya wanted more, she needed more.
"Eragon..." Arya even managed to sound breathless in her mind "I hate to interrupt your simply..." She paused as he slammed into her once more, "aaaaamazing activities" Arya knew she was struggling to keep her chain of thought "But... GO FASTER!"
Eragon rid his cycle of the damned pause and slammed repeatedly into Arya's wet core over and over again until the room was awash with the sounds of their juice soaked skin slapping together. Arya's body hugged tightly around his member, almost pulling it, every time it pulled out and slammed back in. Eragon was sure he couldn't last much longer as almost every time he plunged deep into Arya it drew a hiss of pleasure which increased the pooling heat to an almost unbearable level.
Eragon was surprised at the force he was using but looking down into Arya lustful eyes he saw only her desire for more of his glorious thrusts. Arya screamed as Eragon's hand grazed over her clit and her whole body briefly shook and seemingly the whole around her. Eragon's mind managed to decipher the thoughts in Arya's head which had been seemingly been blended by the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body and continued, gently at first, to rub her clit. He started with a simple tap on it which gained a hot shiver up Arya's spine and a small whimper. Slowly getting the idea he used his first finger and began to rub in circles, all the while smashing deep inside her at an ever increasing pace. He started to push harder with his finger and hearing Arya let out a sound which seemed to be between a pained cry and a very pleased moan brought in thumb and gently pinched her clit between them. This latest effort to push Arya over oblivion met with another scream but nothing seemed to come out. Arya's head was thrown back with her mouth open wide nearly struggling to breathe and her eyes bulging to such a point she was worried she may have to heal herself if it continued. Finally Arya managed to gulp down a much needed lungful of air and felt her body convulse and quiver at the ever continuing feeling of Eragon's rock hard length ram into her again and again driving her closer to what seemed like both paradise and insanity.

Eragon's unrelenting slamming was beginning to take its toll on his stamina and he was feeling the familiar feeling his final warning.
Eragon looked down at Arya and knew that he could never imagine a more perfect moment with anyone, he knew from then he would never love anyone else, he never could love anyone else, as long as she was there with him he could do anything.
"Eragon?..." Arya snapped Eragon out of his trance which she had been following carefully. She gently cupped his face and gave him a look which seemed to make him melt.
"Come with me"
Eragon allowed himself a smile before hardening his face for the task at hand; he was determined to make her come before him. Eragon started his brutal rhythm once more pushing himself to the hilt into Arya's core. Arya knew that things like the G-spot didn't matter, not when everything was being so deliciously rubbed by Eragon's glorious length. She moaned with pleasure as he continued his slamming into her. She could feel her orgasm building, she could feel her deep internal muscles throbbing at least as hard as her clit, showing Eragon without words, just how tight, warm and wet she could get.
Eragon had a sudden need to occupy all parts of his body as his member no longer felt enough. He reached down with one hand and proceeded to none-to-gently roll and pinch Arya's clit between his fingers. This extracted another hiss of both pain and mind numbing pleasure. With his other hand and mouth which he felt was being cruelly deprived of the creamy skin of Arya's, he reached up and began his body-shaking assault on her big round breasts. Eragon knew his end was near and was determined to finish Arya at the same time. He picked up the pace to a speed which was fast even for elves, his body practically a blur as he slammed down on Arya leaving her breathless and utterly at the mercy of his body splitting member.
Eragon felt something building up in him, like a pressure getting ready to explode within him. He worked his hands up to her head and buried them in her hair, grabbing fistfuls as she sent him stumbling over the edge of oblivion.

His back arched in unvoiced pleasure, the sensations washing over his over-sensitive body as he felt his release flowing through his stiff member and squirting out of the end like a fountain causing him to grip Arya's thighs tightly and dig his nails into her creamy skin, making her moan which only succeeded in bringing his finale crashing harder down upon him in a euphoric state. Through his mind's connection with Arya, he could see the effects of pleasure upon her body again, triggered by his seed pulsing hot into her body."Ahh, ahh, Eragooonnnnn!"
The cry was both mental and physical as Eragon watched the pleasure knotting in Arya's stomach unwind, the sensations like a sea washing over her body, lapping at her limbs and causing them to shake and writhe in the pleasure that he caused. Heavy lidded with a double dose of pleasure, Eragon delved his mind deeper into Arya's body to see her muscles contracting and convulsing, causing Arya into a near fit of pleasure. Suddenly, the pleasure was more than visible – Eragon could feel it thrumming through his own body, the surges of electric pleasure setting his nerves on fire and collating in the apex of his body in a build-up of pleasure that Eragon had never felt the likes of before. Arya's pleasure was washing over his, triggering another orgasm in his own body, the pleasure was blinding and Eragon bit into Arya's shoulder to stop himself from screaming out.

As they rode out their climaxes together and slowly wound down until Eragon lay on the bed with Arya on his chest. They lay there in complete silence just comfortable in each other's presence.
He couldn't help but smile at the new side he was seeing of Arya, a side he doubted anyone had truly seen before. He felt privileged not only that she loved him but that she trusted him with such a fragile part of her smiled and lent down to kiss the elf which was now suffering from a severe case of hiccups."Let's get some sleep, tomorrow could be... Interesting"The next morning he woke her up so she can get started with her duties as queen.

Later that night Islanzadí showed up they got to taliking and soon they were drinking and then got drunk.

"Eragon are you OK?" Islanzadí inquired and Eragon just nodded in reply.

"Maybe this will make you feel better." Islanzadí said and she pressed her lips to Eragon's in a passionate kiss and Eragon's eyes rolled back in a dreamy haze at the thought of Islanzadí kissing him and he couldn't figure out why she was doing this.

As they separated lips Islanzadí looked to see Eragon had a dazed look on his face.

" Islanzadí what was that all about?" Eragon asked only to have Islanzadí seductively giggle at him.

"Come now Eragon do you think I invited you to my house and into my bed by accident? I invited you here to have a good time." Islanzadí gratefully said.

Eragon smiled lovingly at Islanzadí as he wrapped his arms around her back now understanding how she truly felt about him. Their faces continued to get closer to each other until their lips met again.

Eragon and Islanzadí had their eyes closed in complete bliss as they kissed passionately. Eragon still had his arms wrapped around Islanzadí's back rubbing it sensuously while Islanzadí ran her hands through Eragon's hair.

The two continued to kiss as Islanzadí opened her mouth to allow Eragon's tongue to enter and began to explore her own mouth. Cerulean eyes stared endlessly into light-colored ones as their tongues fought madly in each other's mouths.

Eragon soon began to reach for the sash, but not before looking into Islanzadí's eyes asking for permission. Islanzadí responded with a wink and with that Eragon undid the sash and she broke the kiss to allow the robe to fall off.

In response, Islanzadí slid her hands down to the hem of Eragon's shirt and pulled it off. She then made quick work of his boxer shorts which by now resembled a tent with his erection at full strength.

Both lovers gazed at each other's bodies with admiration and personal lust. Islanzadí had fair skin, a smooth flat abdomen on a slender waist, wide curvy hips, long legs with toned thighs, and sizable and round breasts.

Eragon had broad shoulders on long toned arms, a strong chest with chiseled abs, long powerfully built legs and his long twelve inch member which looked so tantalizing to her.

"Islanzadí, you look absolutely stunning." Eragon said making Islanzadí blush.

"You're quite the looker yourself Eragon." Islanzadí replied.

The next moment Islanzadí laid on her back with her legs spread apart and Eragon lay in front of her and licked his lips as he gripped her folds and spread them apart to see walls of pure wetness that looked tasty to him.

Eragon decided to start by teasingly running his tongue across Islanzadí's clit while using his fingers to prod away at her moist insides. She moaned at this as he traced her folds and teasingly rubbed his fingers on her clit.

Eragon continued to work his fingers on Islanzadí's clit as Islanzadí continued to moan in pleasure at her lower regions being teased by his hair. She thought Eragon 's tongue was very skilled inside her.

Eragon then snaked his right hand up her slender body and began to toy with and caress her breasts. This only served to make the dark-haired woman wetter and raised her arousal even further as now her face was covered in a deep blush.

Eragon continued to hungrily lick away at Islanzadí's folds as he teased and fondled her breasts with Islanzadí helping him fondle her tits as an aroused result. Islanzadí whimpered as Eragon worked his skilled tongue on her wet innards.

Eragon then took his hands off her breasts and bought them to her perfectly shaped ass and lifted it up bringing her closer to him. This in effect caused the pleasure Islanzadí felt to double and by now she was screaming in total pleasure.

Eragon felt Islanzadí's insides begin to tighten around his tongue and knew she would come at any second. Knowing this, he continued to work his tongue faster inside of her while swaying his tongue from side to side.

Eventually Eragon met his success as Islanzadí came to her release and released her inner fluids onto his tongue. Eragon drank up all of her delicious fluids taking care not to leave a single drop behind.

"Islanzadí, you taste just too damn good to me." Eragon said to Islanzadí.

"Thanks Eragon, now how about I return the favor so I can say the same about you?" Islanzadí said with a seductive smile.

"Works for me." Eragon smirked as he sat in front of the bed with Islanzadí's kneeling down in front of him, his cock directly in front of her face.

Islanzadí smiled at the sheer size of it, as she gripped his cock and began to jerk him off. Naruto lowly moaned at her soft touch as she continued to pump his shaft with her right hand while using her left to bounce and toy with his balls.

Islanzadí's then began to tease the male by trailing her tongue from the underside of Eragon's ballsac all the way to the tip of his manhood. Eragon shivered at the feeling of Islanzadí's hot tongue on his cock.

Islanzadí continued to trail her tongue on Eragon's shaft before taking the head of Eragon's erection into her mouth. Eragon moaned in pleasure from the warmth of Islanzadí's mouth as she swirled her tongue around his shaft.

She then took Eragon's cock as far down her throat as it would go, fighting back her annoying gag reflex. Eragon's eyes went white as Islanzadí continued to suck on his cock while using her vocal cords to stimulate him.

She then took it a step further by cupping her well-endowed breasts and enclosing the bottom half of Eragon's cock in them. With the combined feeling of Islanzadí's warm mouth and her soft breasts on his cock, Eragon was sure that he would come at any second.

Islanzadí continued her ministrations on Eragon 's cock moaning every few seconds to keep him stimulated while rubbing her soft breasts on his manhood, taking extra care to rub her erect nipples on his veins.

Islanzadí' soon felt Eragon's member begin to twitch inside her mouth and could tell that he was about to come. Knowing this, she began to work her tongue on his cock faster while continuing her paizuri strokes on Eragon's cock.

Soon Eragon came to his release as his cock spasmed sending a thick torrent of semen into Islanzadí's mouth. Islanzadí swallowed her fill of the semen and released his cock from her mouth and breasts.

Eragon came down from his pleasurable high and barely had time to breathe before Islanzadí was all over him kissing his face and chest. Eragon returned the kisses as the two continued their heated make out session.

The next moment Islanzadí was on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed and she looked back at Eragon and seductively licked her lips at him to entice him.

It worked as Eragon got behind her and began to tease the dark-haired woman by rubbing the head of his erection on her folds making Islanzadí blush in the process. He then gave Islanzadí a playful spank before sliding himself into her taking her virginity.

Eragon found Islanzadí's womanhood to be warm and tight while Islanzadí found Eragon's manhood to be hard and thick and stretched her to her limits. Eragon let the warmth of Islanzadí's pussy surround his length before he started pounding into her.

Islanzadí moaned loudly as Eragon pounded into her at a vigorous pace. She began to work her hips to meet his thrusts as her body rocked from the power force of his thrusts.

Eragon moaned in pleasure as Islanzadí's plump ass smacked against his crotch while he thrust into her with relenting speed. Islanzadí's ample bust heaved from his relentless pounding as Eragon watched them mesmerized.

Eragon then let go of Islanzadí's hips and cupped her swaying breasts and began to toy with and fondle them. Islanzadí whimpered in pleasure at Eragons teasing of her sensitive tits and his unrelenting thrusting.

Sweat began to pour from both of their bodies as Eragon continued to send his manhood flying into her pussy with unbelievable speed and power and eventually Islanzadí decided to give up on moving her hips and just let him do all the work.

Islanzadí's eyes went white as Eragon continued to pleasure her jiggling breasts while continuously sending his cock jetting into her core. Islanzadí's turned her head and planted her lips on Eragon's in a passionate kiss.

Electric blue eyes gazed endlessly into light-colored soulful ones as the pairs tongues danced wildly in each other's mouths. Islanzadí's and Eragon moaned into the kiss as Eragon continued to squeeze and pinch Islanzadí's breasts while slamming his length into her core.

With one final thrust, Islanzadí's pussy wrapped around her lovers cock causing Eragon's cock to spasm and flood her womb with semen. The couple panted as Eragon released Islanzadí's breasts allowing her to fall forward.

Eragon cuddled up next to Islanzadí and smiled at his dark-haired lover as the two affectionately nuzzled each other.

" Eragon you sure know how to show me a good time." Islanzadí said.

"Well would you care for me to show you some more good times Islanzadí?" Eragon asked.

"Sure, I'm game." said Islanzadí who laid on her back and spread her legs apart before Eragon got on top of her and began to rub the head of his still-erect member on her folds making her blush return in full to her face.

Eragon soon reentered Islanzadí's warmth and began a new barrage of thrusts into her tight soaking heat while she began to buck her hips to match his thrusts.

Islanzadí wrapped her arms around Eragon 's back as he pummeled his cock into her moist inner tunnels. Islanzadí also decided to wrap her legs around Eragon's waist to pull him deeper inside her.

Eragon let out a husky growl as he continued to slam his manhood into her fiery core while watching her breasts jiggle back and forth with each thrust. Eragonreached forward and cupped Islanzadí's Big breast's and began to suckle them.

By now Islanzadí had lost all control of herself and was shaking uncontrollably from the pleasure her lover was giving her. Eragon circled his tongue around the delicious orbs of flesh and kneaded them together as he continued to pound into her.

Eragon continued to tease the dark-haired woman's tits as he mercilessly slammed his cock into her pussy with her inner walls grinding his cock with each thrust. Islanzadí continued to buck her hips to meet his powerful thrusts.

Islanzadí panted lustfully as Eragon's cock jetted into her tightening pussy. Eragon released Islanzadí's breast and planted his lips on Islanzadí's neck and began kissing and nibbling away at her neck.

Islanzadí had her eyes shut tightly in pure ecstasy as Eragon continuously pounded into her while moaning from the feeling of Eragon's teeth on her neck. Eragon continued to nibble away at Islanzadí's neck until a bright red hickey appeared on her neck.

Finally Islanzadí's walls clamped down on him again unleashing another torrent of semen into her needy womb. Eragon collapsed and fell forward landing face first into Islanzadí's ample bosom.

Islanzadí ran her fingers through her lover's hair. Eragon sat up to look Islanzadí in the eyes and their lips met in a passionate kiss as Eragon removed his cum-soaked cock from her which, much to her surprise, was still hard.

"Eragon, what do you say to one more round before calling it a night?" Islanzadí asked him.

"I'm all for it." Eragon eagerly responded before getting on his back as Islanzadí turned around in the opposite direction and lowered herself down onto his still erect cock before Eragon began to thrust into her once again.

Islanzadí screamed in ecstasy as Eragon pounded into her with the same speed and relentlessness as the other two times amazed that he hadn't worn down or gotten tired at all. She really was impressed at the high level of stamina he possessed.

Eragon continued to send his cock rocketing into Islanzadí's pussy as Islanzadí worked her hips to grind his cock inside her. Eragon took his hands off Islanzadí's shoulders and reached up to cup and once again begin toying with her breasts.

Islanzadí whimpered from the combined feeling of her lover's teasing of her sensitive tits and her lover's big throbbing cock that continued to slam into her inner walls making her insides burn with lust.

Eragon continued to caress and pinch Islanzadí's jiggling tits while sending his cock crashing into her tightening walls. Eragon couldn't decide which was better, the feeling of Islanzadí's soft breasts in the palms of his hands, or the feeling of Islanzadí's warm walls enveloping his cock.

Islanzadí felt herself getting close and she could tell from the way he was moaning that Eragon was about to come to. Knowing this, she spread her legs even wider to allow him more room to send his cock thundering into her pussy and began helping him to grope and tease her breasts.

Their efforts eventually paid off as Islanzadí's walls squeezed down on Eragon's cock sending one last tidal wave of semen into her womb. Islanzadí lifted herself off his cock and collapsed backwards onto Eragon, sweaty and exhausted."Well Eragon, it looks like I'm all yours now." Islanzadí told him.

"And why would he want you when he has me mother." Arya told her mother. Eragon and Islanzadí turn to see Arya in the bedroom doorway looking very angry. "It's not what you think she got me drunk I didn't know what was happing." said Eragon. "Its true I did get him drunk so I can fuck him." said Islanzadí. Arya was mad but she will not allow that to happen again so she went over to Eragon made him put on his clothes and then they went home leaving a naked Islanzadí in the doorway.