Demetrius looked up at the sign hanging onto the splintered wood reading "Sinful Succulence". This was indeed the place he was looking for. He looked side to side quickly, his summoners hood nearly bouncing off of his head in the process. He wondered just why such a popular bakery not only resided in the outer end of Demacia but also on a street only accessible through a long winding alleyway. He tightly clutched a folded piece of paper in his hardened hands. Oh, how hard and menial labor relieves your hands of their natural softness. He dropped the piece of paper inside of the outside trash causing it to open slightly. The words on the inside read "Help Wanted". He pulled back his hood, revealing his long brown hair which had been braided into cornrows for this occasion instead of his usual messy, curly hair. The sun beat down on his chocolate skin, tiny beads of sweat forming quickly in an attempt to keep his body from overheating. His brown eyes eyed the doorknob as he ran his hand across the stubble lining his chin in an attempt to calm his nerves. He whispered an incantation quickly, ensuring no Demacian would catch wind of him using magic. His robes disappeared in an instant, leaving him in more casual clothing. "I got this." He whispered quietly to himself. His fingers found their way to the cold wooden knob. He let out a sigh that had been trapped in his throat since he had arrived. No turning back now.
He twisted the knob and pushed the heavy door causing the bells to jingle and announce his arrival. He looked around at the small establishment. Tables lined the maple wood floors, each with menus and silver cutlery wrapped in dark purple napkins. There were very few windows and they only let the sunshine on select few tables. Thankfully the many candles letting off a distinctly lavender smell supplied enough light to see where he was going. He walked to the wooden counter at the front of the room, looking around to see if anyone was even inside.
"Looking for someone sweetie?" The beautiful voice echoed from behind him causing him to jump forward. Had he missed someone on his way in? He cursed himself for looking like an absolute goon. He tried to turn to look at the owner of the voice only to feel a sharp pain running through his entire body. Dark purple energy held him in place, painfully squeezing his limbs together. His heart was pounding and his brow was dabbed in sweat as he was unsure just what would and was happening to him. "I've never seen your face around here so forgive me if this seems a bit harsh." The innocence in her voice only veiled the sarcasm behind her words. "State your business." The woman said the authority in her voice was quite evident.
"Job application!" He yelled quickly, not wanting to try the sorceress' patience. "I'm just looking for the master of this establishment." The room was silent for a moment except for the sound of the woman lowering herself into a wooden chair.
"Well, you found her. Name?" Her tone was a lot lighter than previously.
"Demetrius."
"Last name?" Her voice carried a hint of curiosity behind it. Perhaps she wanted to know where he was from.
"Don't have one. Noxus isn't exactly the most family friendly place."
"Oh, a Noxian? I'm surprised they even let you into Demacia. Even if you are a summoner." His eyes widened.
"How did you..."
"Oh please...you radiate so much magical energy even when suppressed that I'm surprised you don't have the entire royal guard after you."
"Well...getting in here wasn't easy." He released a heavy breath. "Once they realized that I allied myself with Noxus knowing the past deeds they tried their hardest to get me out. Pushed me all the way to the slums before giving up." He chuckled to himself. "Noxian slums were a hell of a lot worse than the ones." He heard the sorceress let out a grunt of approval.
"How old are you?"
"21."
"Why do you want this job specifically?" Once again, curiousness peaked out through the monotone facade. He shrugged his shoulders.
"I enjoy baking. To be more specific, I enjoy cooking in general so I'd like to work somewhere I have the tools to cook. Cooking was one of the few skills I picked up on the streets. Well...mimicking cooking." She raised an eyebrow but let him continue. "Most bakeries won't hire a Noxian but from what I have heard, this isn't most bakeries." The sorceress let out a snort.
"Damn right it's not." She said pridefully. "I've almost got what I've needed. Now... " She brought her hand up to her chin, looking around for a brief second before looking back at Demetrius. "Poire belle Hélène should be good enough. I expect you to be able to make it. Now in fact." The dark energy binding him vanished allowing his to finally allowing him to move his muscles. With his new found freedom, Demetrius turned around to meet the gaze of the master of the bakery.
"Well is there a recipe- By the Gods!" His eyes drank in the beauty standing in front of him. She had beautiful purple eyes, perfect cheekbones, her long purple hair and a chest that matched Sarah Fortunes! That's when it clicked. She was a champion! One he banned everytime he had been unluckily placed into bot lane before the Institute went into its offseason but he still knew of her.
Morgana delighted in the fact of him ogling her. She had to admit, he was a pretty cute summoner. One that just oozed innocence. It was like he was begging to be taken by her right then and there but she controlled her urges. She cleared her throat, bringing the boy back to reality. She placed her arm under her rack, showing the boy more of her bountiful cleavage while keeping an extremely serious glare on her face. "This is something you'll need to know how to make and perfect. One of my regulars will not stand for mistakes." He thought about it for a second. A dessert only noble taste buds knew. A chocolate pear dessert that was served at all high-class parties. One he also learned to imitate its creation as he did for every other food he had seen chefs of different calibre prepare. His ability to mimic chefs blossomed at a young age, evolving into a near perfect replica of the original. "You have 35 minutes." She flashed him a wicked smile. "Good luck."
"Wait! That's-
"More than enough time!" She countered. "5 minutes to familiarize yourself with the kitchen. 30 to cook." She pointed one of her perfectly manicured fingers at the clock behind the desk. "And you may want to quit wasting time." She made herself comfortable in her chair, leaving Demetrius to his own devices. He turned on his heel and sprinted into the kitchen, grabbing the nearest apron on the way.
He threw open all the cupboards, the fridge, and anything he believed was holding the ingredients he needed. It took him a little over 8 minutes to gather just about everything thanks to Morgana's kitchen being perfectly sorted.
He ran down his mental checklist. Chocolate, cinnamon, sugar, pears. "Ice cream?" He blurted out as he moved to the freezer. His eyes wander throughout the machine, finding nothing that could help him. "Shit," Demetrius mumbled to himself. An idea slowly pushed its way to the surface. He looked at the clock. 15 minutes had elapsed. He rushed to grab salt, milk and a few ice cubes from the fridge, quickly slamming them next to the other ingredients. He wiped the sweat of his forehead a let out a deep sigh. "Almost there. I can make this work." He said to himself before tightening his apron and getting to work.
Morgana looked at the clock. Only a minute remained. Perhaps she should have given him more time. She couldn't imagine him ever learning to cook something made specifically for nobles. The rattling of plates broke the silence before quick footsteps filled her ears. Demetrius rounded the corner, in his hand a porcelain plate holding a peeled pear, dipped in chocolate with two scoops of vanilla ice cream next to it. He placed it down on the table in front of her, bowing and taking a few steps back. Morgana was quite surprised. Good etiquette, his plating was beautiful and he seemed to be quite knowledgeable of dessert. All things she was looking for in a new hire.
Morgan's nose twitched in anticipation as she wafted the fragrance up towards her. "Too much cinnamon, not enough water, too much sugar in the chocolate, and you mixed both the ice cream and the chocolate." She casually stated.
"Just from a glance and a few sniffs... impressive." He said with legitimate awe.
"Let's just say I've been in the business for a while." She picked up a spoon, carving off a small piece of the chocolate covered pear and a small scoop of the ice cream. She brought it to her mouth and captured the sweets between her plump lips. "Heavenly." She said as she let out a content sigh and a small shudder. "I don't remember having any ice cream for you to use though." She said with a small bit of confusion realizing her mistake.
"You didn't. So I had to make my own." He had a wide and cocky grin plastered across his face, hoping he had impressed her. Indeed he had. She respected his resourcefulness though mistakes in his dessert showed he did need to be properly trained in the art of baking but she could make do with him for now. She ushered for him to take a seat. He quickly looked around the room before his eyes fell on the wooden chair across from his possible employer. He hesitated about being so close to such a drop dead gorgeous woman before swallowing his inhibitions and taking a seat.
"You have definitely exceeded my expectations, Dmitri." He winced slightly at the pet-like name. "However I need to be sure of some things before I can officially hire you." A predatory grin split her face, causing a chill to run down his spine. It felt as if the room had dropped a couple degrees in an instant though Demetrius was unsure if that was the case. "I'll have you know, this job is quite stressful..." Her voice trailed off. She leaned closer, her large breast pillowing against the smooth wooden table. She made sure that her shirt was looser than usual while he was cooking so that ample amounts of her cleavage was on display for the young summoner to drink in. He couldn't manage to tear his eyes away which fed Morgana more information about the person sitting in front of her. Virgin, inexperienced, probably submissive and eager to please. Perfect to fit her needs.
"With the Institute constantly calling on us for catering at events, many champions who hate waiting on their baked delicacies and even me on my bad days..." She bit her lip, the anticipation and the Demetrius' lustful stare fueling her movements. She slipped her small foot out of her flats and began to raise her purple stocking clad leg slowly. "You need to be able to...unwind efficiently..." Her foot travelled up his leg, bringing him somewhat back to his senses. It continued to drift upwards until it reached the large bulge in his pants. A small gasp escaped his slightly open mouth, filling Morgana's own body with unbridled lust. He was just so goddamn adorable.
"W-what are y-you..." He moaned out. He clenched his fist and grit his teeth as he tore his eyes away from the valley of cleavage laid out in front of him. He summoned all the willpower he had and made eye contact with the smiling goddess in front of him. "What if someone walks in?" His reasoning was justifiable but his voice only betrayed him.
"Seems like you don't care." Morgana knew she had nobody scheduled to visit and she could easily cause any Demacian to forget what they saw. She fished out his erection and began to stroke it underneath the table. "Oh. What is a large tool you've been hiding from me." She licked her lips as she watched a blush appear on Demetrius' dark skin. "I'm guessing you've never been with a woman before." She said it as if it was a fact instead of as a question which stung a little bit. He shook his head side to side, his words caught in his throat. Morgana's wicked smile returned. Today was just getting better and better.
Normally Morgana would have hired him and moved on, but when someone so cute and inexperienced like him walked in she couldn't resist. Plus she hadn't had a good fucking in ages. Could anyone blame her for wanting him? She could feel his cock pulsing against the bottom of her foot as she sped up her stroking. Her finger slid down her thigh and underneath her dress, slipping into her own dripping snatch. She let out a sigh of relief as some of her lust was sated. Morgana knew she would have that cock in her by the end of the day, so why not tease him now.
She slipped out of her other shoe, taking hold of his cock with both of her feet before beginning a much more unbearable assault of long, hard strokes. At the same time, she slipped a second finger into her juicy cunt. His hips began to move on their own, sliding in and out of her hold. She smiled, he wasn't growing any bolder but his lust was starting to dictate his actions. She wrapped her toes around his sensitive head, gliding each individual toe up the throbbing shaft to meet it.
A groan escaped his lips, his hips suddenly stopped moving and his cock began to throb at a quickened pace. "Someone's getting really close to the edge." She whispered to him, her voice oozed lust. She deliberately slowed her feet, keeping him at the very edge of an orgasm. Even the tiniest bit faster would send him over the edge.
Morgana loved being in complete control of him. She watched him squirm and writhe as he tried his hardest to cum but to no avail. She wouldn't allow it just yet. The pleasure Morgana got from it was to divine and she wouldn't just give up it up after a few seconds. She fingered her drenched cunt even harder in an attempt to quell the growing fire in herself. She could feel her self-control weakening, the urge to take him right now and fuck him senseless bubbled up to her very core.
"You look desperate. Would you like me to rub your nice, big fuck stick even faster?" She said innocently as if she didn't know the answer. He nodded, but that's not what she wanted from him. "You nodded but I'm not sure what you want. You are gonna have to be specific." Her feet stopped moving and softly squeezed the engorged tip of Demetrius' prick.
"Please...let me cum." He whispered, his voice hoarse and his pride begging for him not to give in.
"Well, I could...once I'm finished having my fun. You can wait that long right?"
"NO!" He quickly blurted out, catching Morgana off guard.
"Well then.." She leaned forward, one of her already lose baking outfit dropped lower revealing large, pale orbs on her chest along with the erect nipples at the end of them. He quickly realized that underneath was no bra. "Go on then."
He swallowed the lump in his throat that he assumed to be his pride and stopped any moans before they had the chance to escape from his mouth. "Please just let me cum! Just jerk me a little bit quicker, LET ME CUM, PLEASE!" The desperation in his voice was euphoric. He needed to continue feeling her touch. Not just the touch of a woman, but the angel in front of him. Morgana shuddered. She let out a low moan of approval before forcing herself to extract her two fingers from her quivering snatch to prevent the orgasm that nearly happened from him saying those words. The tiniest amount of drool made its way down Morgana's cheek. Her body just couldn't keep up with all the types of pleasure she was experiencing.
"All you had to do was ask." She restarted her movements, stoking the precum covered shaft over and over. The clear lube like liquid made it frictionless and much more pleasurable than it could have been. His hips thrust forward and his balls tightened, forcing the large load upwards and towards the tip. She hovered her sole above the tip in an attempt to keep the underside of her table and floor clean while her other foot continued to furiously rub the underside of his cock. Rope after rope of hot, sticky spunk erupted onto Morgana's stocking clad foot, warming her to the very core and causing more of her burning excitement to flow down her leg. His hip continued to buck, spraying more and more cum with each thrust. A loud moan escaped his mouth as his entire body shuddered.
His orgasm finally died down but not a moment before Morgana's foot was completely covered in cum. Demetrius fell back to his seat, his chest heaving as his body tried to take in as much air as possible while his brain tried to rationalize everything that had just happened.
"Well, this is definitely going to stain." She said to herself. With a snap of her finger, the stockings on both of legs vanished. Her creamy legs were revealed to the world, but more importantly, they were revealed to Demetrius.
Morgana stood to her feet, her large dress covering her entire lower body though not for much longer. "Someone looks spent." Demetrius opened his mouth to retort but the only thing that came out was a gasp for air.
"Just...just a minute..." He breathed.
Purple energy began to form around Morgana's hands and with every passing second, the power swelled. The chairs and tables currently not in use began to move away on their own, positioning themselves side by side and leaving a large space for the two in the middle of the room. Without the chair blocking her view, she could finally see just what she would be working with. Her surprise quickly turned to arousal when she realized he was just a bit bigger than she thought, and still ready to go.
"I assume you can still go again. It would be a real shame if you didn't get to make it to your first time." He lifted his head up to meet her gaze only to see her dark energy swirling around her bottom half. When the energy dissipated Demetrius eyes nearly bulged out of his head. Her dress had vanished leaving her bottom half exposed. Morgana's stomach was toned with only the slightest bit of fat, her hips were wide, giving her the most perfect hourglass figure he had ever laid eyes on. Her thighs were nice, thick and creamy like the rest of her skin. Morgana turned to the side, revealing her pale butt. It was just so large and fat that the fact that it wasn't currently being smacked was a crime against humanity. The truest definition of a bubble butt. She had no idea just how much he wanted to bury his cock in between those creamy cheeks and watch them swallow him. She placed a finger underneath both meaty cheeks, lifting them up before letting them drop with a tantalizing jiggle. His throbbed immediately, causing it to rise and fall quickly.
"What good deed did I do in a past life to deserve this?" Demetrius asked himself.
"Don't know, but you must have been loved for it." She turned back to face him, exposing her freshly shaven pelvis. He caught an eye full of her drooling cunt and her swollen clit that just screamed it needed to be played with. "Well, I assume you are still waiting to see my tits." Demetrius nodded fervently, not caring if he looked like an idiot or not. "Well, how about you come and get me out of this shirt yourself."She seductively called. His cock shot up like a rocket for another brief second as more blood rushed inside.
"Of course!" He yelled as he immediately picked himself up from his seat. She watched intently as he slowly made his way towards her, her meaty thighs rubbed each other in an attempt to quench the thirst of lust. Soon they were length away from each other, causing her to notice that Demetrius was a bit taller than her. He was acting so nervously that she failed to notice this small detail.
His hands shakily reached for Morgana's shirt. Upon grasping a single button he realized that the top 3 had already been undone. Explains why she had so much of her breasts on display. "Start from the bottom. It will make what happens when you finish all the more tantalizing." He harshly swallowed before unbuttoning the ones preventing him from getting to her perfect tits. One after another, he slid each button out of their fabric prison until only the one across her breast remained. Her large tits strained against the last bastion preventing them from reaching the cool air, leading Demetrius to believe is he just waited long enough Morgan's tits would pop the button right off. The only problem was he didn't have the kind of patience.
He grabbed the fabric covering each plump tit and pulled them in different directions, causing the button to blow off somewhere into the back of the store. Morgana shivered as her erect nipples were finally exposed to the cold shop air. Demetrius took a couple steps back to admire the view, still convinced that he was being reimbursed for an extremely good deed. She was content with letting him stare, but she wanted to put on more of a show. She placed her arms behind her head and slowly swayed side to side, her breast lightly bouncing and rippling from even the slightest of movement. She had him mesmerized. He couldn't risk looking away from something so perfectly sculpted just in case he would never see it again.
"Your turn..." She said to him. He begrudgingly looked up, the confusion evident on his face. She pointed at him, a small flame created from her dark magic manifested before leaping onto Demetrius' remaining clothing. The fire chewed through his clothing at near instant speed and dissipated just as quickly as it had formed without leaving a single trace of the fabric that covered him moments ago.
She eyed his exposed body in a calculating manner. He had abs, not rippling ones like Tryndamere or Olaf, but one that showed he still took care of himself. His skin was a tad bit lighter presumably because of always being covered up. His pecks had a few scars on them, ones that Morgana would be more than happy to listen to the story of how they were attained.
"What a perfect body..." The two said simultaneously, neither hearing the other.
"Well, no time like the present." Morgana purred. She slowly closed the small amount of distance between the two. She wrapped her slender arms around the back of his head and brought her lips to his. Her large breasts pressed against his chest much to her delight as her dark pink caps rubbed against his own hardening nipples. Her right hand trailed down his side until it finally took hold of the hard shaft that her pussy begged for. She gave it a few slow strokes before jerking it more rhythmically. One of Demetrius' hands travelled as hers did, only his stopped much higher at her milky chest. He gave one of her fat tits a rough squeeze his fingers sinking in the sheer amount of flesh she had. He relished the feeling of her large tit overflowing through his hand, it only pushed him to squeeze it more. His thumb travelled down, stopping on her nipple before lightly rubbing it.
Morgana let out a moan before slipping her tongue into his mouth. The fight for dominance was short lived as Morgana's experience and ferocity quickly took control. Her stoking grew in tempo which earned a muffled groan from Demetrius. Not wanting to fall behind, he picked up the pace on his groping. He squeezed and massaged her plump breast while pinching and pulling the erect nub. He could feel his lungs burning for air but couldn't bring himself to break the kiss. Now that he had tasted her, he couldn't have enough. Morgana was the one to finally pull back, her expertly moving tongue slipped out of his mouth, leaving only a strand of saliva connecting the two. "For a virgin, you are a pretty decent kisser and an above average groper." She said with a smirk plastered on her face as his hand continually worked on her large breast. His mind was so preoccupied with the kiss that he hadn't even noticed he was still fondling her.
"Sorry..." He muttered bashfully as he tried to pull his hand away. Morgana immediately snatched it back, pressing his hand against her supple breast and eliciting a moan from her.
"You know, this is exactly why I can't resist you. Despite everything we just did, you are still the innocent, adorable, nervous wreck you walked in as." She gave him a caring smile that warmed his heart before she gave his throbbing cock a tight squeeze and a couple of strokes. Precum dripped down her fingers tot he floor as Demetrius threw his head back in ecstasy. His breath hitched and he let out a long groan. "I'm gonna enjoy every moment of ridding you of that innocence." She said as she applied a few kisses to his neck. She let go of his hand, letting him do what he desired most while raising the sleeves of her unbuttoned shirt to cover-uncover her arms.
Morgana was right about him. He had no experience, no knowledge of what comes next, and no backbone to dictate what they would be doing next. But he did have instinct. And as much as he loved the feeling of his hands being swallowed by the meat of Morgana's big sweaty tits but his painfully swollen cock ached for attention. He abruptly thrust, sending Morgana's hand straight down the shaft of his cock until colliding with the base. The blood-engorged tip of his cock slid past her meaty thighs and against her pussy lips, getting a simultaneous moan from the two. Her warm excitement covered his cock, only making it throb harder with need. He needed to be inside of her. He slowly thrust upwards, his tip spreading her moist southern lips. Morgana let out a low purr of anticipation and approval before grabbing his cock and stopping him from moving.
She took a step back, stopping Demetrius from inserting himself much to his disappointment. "Sorry sweetie, be we aren't done with the foreplay." She could see a glint of disappointment overtake the lustfulness that enveloped his glare though only for the briefest of seconds. "I'll make it up to you I swear. Lay on your back." Demetrius dropped to the floor and laid down without the slightest bit of hesitation, he just really needed to get off again. She positioned herself parallel to him, looking him directly in the eyes before planting a kiss on his lips. "You are about to live through something only most men can dream of. Be thankful." She fully spun her body around. Her juicy pussy hung over Demetrius' face, dripping on him while her thick thighs hugged the sides of his head. "I hope you can handle this." She said, and an actual hint of intrigue dripped off of her tongue. He felt something soft swallow his cock whole, squeezing it tightly in its warm embrace. Slowly it moved downed, the softness pressing against his balls. His tip was exposed to the cool air as it throbbed violently. "So, how is your first titjob?" She asked, patiently waiting for his answer. His mind raced, this was a tit job. It was millions of times better than with her feet. The soft tear drop tits were so malleable against his shaft and the warmth they emitted felt so good. Just her stroking him was nice but with all the other additions made it...
"Divine..." He said huskily.
"Good answer." She said, clearly satisfied with his answer. "You deserve a reward." Before he could ask what it was, he felt the tip of his cock slip into the wet cavern of Morgana's mouth. He let out a long moan, his hot breath brushing against her nether lips causing her to shudder. He felt his cock slither forward past her tongue and begin its invasion of her tight throat. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft, her wet tongue sliding up and down the sensitive tip in a beautiful dance of pleasure. She placed her dainty fingers at the sides of her tits, squeezing them tightly and stoking him with their softness along with her blowjob.
He grits his teeth as she continued working on his cock. The pure bliss from it couldn't be put into words. He noticed her unattended pussy hovering above him as her heart shaped ass wiggled side to side unconsciously while she sucked him off. If she was pleasuring him then he could pleasure her right? He sunk her hands into her meaty rear, bringing it down until her pussy was pressed against his lips. Her juices tasted of fruit, whether it was because of magic, her angel lineage or it just being that natural taste didn't matter to him.
He sunk his tongue deep into Morgana's juicy snatch, flicking it against her tight walls. She let out a moan onto his cock before the seal around his cock became like a vacuum and the titjob he was receiving sped up. To match her he slid his hand down her fat ass cheek and lightly pinched her swollen clit. She slid the cock out of her mouth with a pop and harshly pumped him with her wet tits. "Come on. Pinch my clit harder! Wiggle your tongue in deeper!" She playfully demanded. "How do you plan to make me cum like that?" In all honesty, she was ridiculously close to an orgasm but she couldn't let him know he was gonna make her cum so soon.
He gave her fat ass a nice, hard squeeze and slowly brought his hand downwards. His finger expertly glided down her her thigh before finally reaching her dripping honeypot. He slid both his middle and index finger into her tight cunt. He slipped his tongue out and began to lap at her engorged lips and the juices coating them. "Ooooh, fuck..." She moaned out, telling him he was doing a good job.
Morgana slipped Demetrius' cock back into her mouth, sloppily and greedily slurping it as she grabbed her large boobs and raised them individually and rapidly. He couldn't help but thrust, his cock buried itself deep in the back of her throat as he felt his balls began to churn and tighten distracting him from the quivering snatch above him. She let go of one of her breasts and grabbed his full balls. She kept them in the palm of her hands, lightly massaging it as the bobbing of her head sped up. Her hips moved in an attempt to grind her pussy against his face, forcing his fingers deeper into her and only causing the pleasure to grow.
He couldn't take any more as he felt his balls swell up with creamy white baby batter, and began to wildly buck his hips in a desperate attempt to push himself over the edge. "He's getting more ferocious. Good..." Morgana thought to herself as her tongue continued twirling around swollen tip. "That's rights sweetie. Let it all out in my mouth." She cooed in her thoughts, eagerly awaiting him to explode. He pulled his fingers out of Morgana's wet snatch, catching her off guard and causing her to moan, sending vibrations down his shaft. He couldn't stop himself from smacking her bubbly butt any longer and brought his hand down hard. Morgana's eyes widened before slowly rolling into the back of her head. Her blowjob ceased as she pulled her head back, letting his spit covered cock bounce around in the confines of her breasts. "OH FUCK!" She yelled, her plump thighs tightened around the sides of his face as she could no longer contain her orgasm. She really hoped he didn't notice how much she loved having her pale white ass spanked. He responded by grabbing both of her fat ass cheeks, letting his fingers sink into her ass for support and burring his face in her nethers as her cunt exploded onto his face. His furious lapping of her cunt caught most of the juices and sent Morgana into a frenzy.
She placed her small hand into the depths of her cleavage, harshly grabbing his shaft and roughly stoking it. "Fucking cum damn it!" She opened her mouth wide, her tongue out ready to catch his creamy spunk her taste buds demanded. Demetrius let out a deep groan into her pussy, sending vibrations through Morgana's body. The grip on her ass tightened and his cock began to expand. His licking stopped dead in its tracks as his swollen cock finally exploded. Molten cum gushed forward, ropes of the white liquid landed everywhere. On Morgana's outstretched tongue, her creamy white face, her sweaty, juicy tits, and of course in her hair. She let out a moan as she felt his tongue outstretch into her still cumming pussy. His hips thrust forward, spearing her mouth with the entire length of his virile fuck meat. His ragged breaths came out rapidly while his dick unloaded its fiery payload down her throat.
The river of cream seemed to go on forever, even past the point of Morgana's own orgasm which had died down a few seconds ago. "Just how much cum do you have packed in these balls?" She thought to herself. It felt as if she was drowning with no chance of getting to the surface. Demetrius' opened his mouth only for a weakened yet satisfied moan to escape. His hips finally dropped back to the floor, sliding out of Morgana's lips and laying on the soft breast.
Morgana licked her lips, cleaning the cum off of them before looking at the mess they had created. "Just how long have you been holding that in? That amount made your first load look minuscule." She said through heavy breaths. When she didn't get an answer she turned slightly only to realize her massive ass was smothering him. She swivelled her hips a bid before lifting her hefty ass up. It left a string of her cum connecting the pussy to his lips. He took in a deep breath as if it had been his first in years before letting out a ragged cough.
"Too long I guess." He mumbled. Morgana nodded as she picked herself up the cum dripping from her body reminded her she was going to need a really long shower after they were done. Demetrius tried to pick himself up but just couldn't find the energy. Morgana looked down at him, watching his sluggish movements as he attempted to get his body to respond.
"I guess I overdid it." She chuckled to herself. "Don't worry, I have something for this. I won't let this end before you shove that big cock in my pussy." A purple light began to emit from the kitchen. Its light only grew in strength as whatever was producing it grew closer. A bottle floated through the door frame of the kitchen and past the desk. It stopped in front of Morgana who eagerly grabbed it out of the sky. She placed her fingers on the cork and gave a nice hard tug. The cork was steadfast in its mission to keep the bottled contents tightly sealed causing Morgana to click her tongue in annoyance. "Sometimes these things just take a bit of..." She yanked it once again, this time unlodging the cork with a loud pop. "Ah! There we go!" She bent down over him, her sweat covered tits hovering only a few inches about his own gleaming face. She placed the bottle against his lips, the unknown contents threatening to spill out with even the smallest nudge.
His lips parted just enough for Morgana to precisely pour the dark blue liquid down his throat. The concoction tasted of blueberries and other fruits that he just couldn't put his finger on. As the last of the liquid slithered into the depths of his belly he began to notice the soreness leaving his body. He felt revitalized as if he had a good nights sleep and a hot shower. His muscles felt relaxed like he has spent a good amount of time stretching.
He placed his hands at his sides, easily picking up his previously weakened body. "Well now...whatever that was worked like a GAH!" He suddenly yelled as a pain shot through his groin. Blood rushed back to his cock, causing it to swell back to full mast in an instant. Without missing a beat, Morgana wrapped her fingers around his swollen shaft, giving it a few slow strokes causing most of the pain to dissipate. Her other free hand moved to his now swollen sack, cupping and massaging it with her slender fingers. "Oh even fuller than before." A wave of excitement flowed down her legs, adding another layer of sheen on her thigh.
"Why do you even have something like this?" He questioned through his hitched breath.
"Did you really think I only made desserts here?" She let out a small giggle. "Some of my customers come looking for something extra and I'm always happy to help them...for the right price. Miss Fortune needs a potion for back problems, she gives me gold and she gets the potion. Leblanc needs a potion for breaking a female prisoner, she gives me the gold and a video and I give her a potion. Katarina needs the potion I just gave you..." Her smile carried a dark undertone before returning to her normal more wicked smile he had grown to love."Don't let her know that you know about that. She'll gut you before you can even think about running." Demetrius swallowed hard. "Well it's getting quite hot in here and this shirt is getting pretty sweaty." She pulled her arms out of her sleeves, causing the last article of clothing to drop to the floor. Her majestic folded wings extended out, flapping a few times as she stretched them. "Ugh...they get so stiff so easily." She groaned.
Demetrius was awestruck. He had completely forgotten she had wings and now that he had seen them in person he would never be able to lie about their beauty. "How do you keep those hidden in such a tight shirt."
"Magic sweetie." She said as she rolled her shoulders.
"Can I...touch them?" He said mindlessly, already moving towards her. Morgana's eyes widened in surprise. She quickly turned away, hiding the crimson blush that appeared on her face.
"Of course not!" She nearly screamed. She tried to calm herself down as the heat on her face quickly became unbearable. "They are very sensitive and extra precautionary measure must be taken before any mortal can even think about touching my wings." Her explanation fell on deaf ears as Demetrius reached out from behind her, his hand growing closer and closer to the dark wings. "It's just not a good idea to touch them, especially now understand Dmitri? Dmitri?" She turned to try to face him but far too late as his hand gently brushed against her wings. Her eyes widened and her entire body violently shuddered. "OH, MY FUUUCK!" She screamed at the top of her lungs causing Demetrius to jump back.
"Mistakes may have been made." He said to himself as Morgana's voice echoed throughout the empty building. Her back arched as her juices exploded onto the floor, leaving a massive puddle under her and drenching her inner thighs and legs in the process. Slowly but surely, her screams of what seemed to be ecstasy died down. Her head was tilted back, staring aimlessly at the ceiling as a tiny bit of drool made its way down her cheeks. He crept back up to her, shakily placing his hands on her shoulder. "Morg? Are you all right?" His words tumbled out of his mouth. He didn't know if he should've apologized for being so reckless or done it again.
"Oh trust me, Dmitri..." Her voice was drenched in lust and want. Suddenly Demetrius felt no bigger than a roach, his body instinctively backing away from the mage. "I'm better than ever." She turned to face him, her eyes were completely purple and her smile had grown even more sexual with the ensuing craziness she was emanating. She let out a shriek and the soul shackles she created exploded from the floor. Before Demetrius could react, he had his appendages bound and he was yanked to the floor with a powerful thud. He tried to move but couldn't budge the chains an inch.
"You know, you really know how to press my buttons." She sat on top of the wide-eyed summoner while continuously rubbing her throbbing pussy against the shaft. "Oh fuck. It's so hard to control myself now because of what you did. Now you have to fix me." She lifted herself up, grabbing his cock and positioning it under her snatch. "I need you. Right here and right now." She dropped down immediately, her cunt swallowing his cock in an instant. The two let out a moan of satisfaction together before making eye contact. "Feels good to not be a virgin right? "
"Tight..." He huskily said as his chest heaved.
She reached behind her and tightly grabbed his balls. "No cumming!" She hissed menacingly. "I need to thoroughly ride you before you can let loose again." She began to raise her hips before dropping them back down, her fat ass rippling with ever smack against his pelvis and her tits jiggling with every bounce. "Oh my God. This is great!" She yelled with lustful glee. She placed her hands on his chest, her long nails digging into his flesh. He let out a hiss of both mild pain and pleasure.
"Mmm. I might just get addicted to this." Her ass slammed against his pelvis and she began to swivel her hips. "Thrust harder!" She demanded to leave no room for discussion. He thrust upwards, the head of his cock spearing her womb before pulling back. The force of it was enough to get her to bounce again and come back down hard. "Fuck! That's right! Just like that!" Her furious bouncing resumed and the slapping of her fat ass filled the room once again. It was all he could think about. The tightness of her pussy around his cock, her massive jugs bouncing with the slightest movement, the symphony of moans flowing from her mouth like a beautiful song wasn't enough to distract him from her fat ass. He pulled against the bindings as hard as he could, his desperation to touch her butt flooding through his features.
"I love the way you look at me. Nothing but pure carnal pleasure in those eyes" She leaned forward her breasts pillowing on his toned chest, giving him something else he wanted to touch but couldn't. She raised her hips, exposing the tip of his cock before slamming her hips back down. A groan of approval seeped from both of their mouths.
"How could I not look at you like that when all I can see is your pretty face, big bouncing tits and your jiggly ass smacking against my groin?"
"My my...when did you... ah, fuck... learn to dirty talk? Weren't you a virgin a few minutes ago?"
"The moment you started riding me. Fuck you feel amazing Morgana." He let out a hot breath, the very end of it heating up her chest.
"It'll feel even better when you actually start thrusting with all you've got." Her hips stopped moving and started gyrating side to side and massaging his cock.
"Mmm. I need you to start pounding me. Right. NOW!" Before she could finish her last word her trusted upwards, his tip slamming into her cervix. It obviously caught her off guard as she threw her head back. Her mouth opened to let out a moan but nothing came out. He couldn't hold himself back any longer after she said that to him and thrusting was the only thing he could do with his body chained to the ground.
"OH GODS! THAT'S THE SPOT! FUCK ME AS YOU MEAN IT!" She yelled. His hips began to reach higher and higher, and his cock drilling deeper and deeper into Morgana's snatch. For a brief and crucial second, her magic weakened which Demetrius noticed. Using the adrenaline that pumped through his veins and his boundless lust for her curvy body as fuel, he cast the most powerful cleanse he could muster. The energy shattered the chains around his arms. His hands immediately went to her meaty backside, massaging and squeezing the soft cheeks. He sat straight up and wrapped his lips around her dark puffy nipples and sucked as if he was a baby. Morgana's mind couldn't even come up with a complete sentence, she had long since been devoured by her carnal desire and his sudden pounding only caused her to spiral further into her lustful madness. He used her ass to lift her in the air and slam her back down as he trusted upwards. He tried his hardest to keep his orgasm as far as possible, but with her slutty body being the only thing his orgasm was never too far behind.
Morgana felt the heartbeat like throbbing in her cunt and craved more. She craved his cock cream inside of her, she craved his hand roaming around her body and she craved to be spanked again like the dirty slut she was.
"Morg...hah... I'm close!" Morgana tightly shut her eyes as she felt her own orgasm welling up. However, she knew him cumming now wouldn't be enough to push her over the edge.
"So am I...ah...so...mmf.. am going to.. need you...mmm..to fuck me harder!" His grip on her ass tightened, his finger sinking deeper into the luscious fat that drove him crazy. He began lifting her himself, wildly slammed her down with reckless abandon as the pressure in his groins reached its maximum capacity.
Shit! I'm cumming!" He yelled as he buried his cock into her and held it there.
"Wait! Not yet! I'm almost there!" But it was already too late. His meat pillar spasmed before depositing it's hot, sticky load directly into her womb. She twisted and writhed on top of him, milking his balls for everything they were worth with tight pussy. The feeling of hot spunk pounding against inner walls felt amazing. It was almost enough to make her cum. Almost. She frantically tried to bounce on his cock to push herself over the edge but Demetrius' vice-like grip kept her in place. With every rope of cum firing off into her womb, Demetrius bucked his hips, filling her with more mind-numbing pleasures.
He pulled back after what seemed like ages, his own ass finally touching the ground again as he released a deep groan from his throat. Morgana put all her strength into her wobbly legs and pushed herself upward. She watched as his cock slowly slid out all the way to the tip. She bit her lip as used a bit more force, finally uncorking her pussy and letting Demetrius' semi-flaccid member fall to the side. Globules of cum poured from her quivering snatch which still begged for release. She looked down at the person who put her into such a lustful state, watching his chest rise and fall quickly. "Perhaps I should give him some time to recover. He is new to this after all." She turned quickly to walk away, her ass bouncing up and down as she did so. "But I really need to take care of myself right now!"
She took exactly one step before a loud crackle split the silence in the room and yellow light banished any remnants of darkness for a fraction of a second. Before she could react she felt hands roughly groping her chest and a warm cock sliding against the underside of her pussy in between her thighs. "And where do you think you're going?" He whispered into her ear, his voice dipped in as much lust as her own. In all honesty, his legs felt like giant blocks of lead strapped to his torso. He was glad that magic didn't have any real strain on the physical body, otherwise, he wouldn't have the energy to even speak. His hands roamed her luscious curves, greedily ensuring that every part of her meaty tits had been firmly kneaded. "You didn't get to cum did you?"
Morgana shook her head side to side. The words were still caught in her throat from his sudden change from submissiveness to a more aggressive personality. Truthfully she couldn't decide on which she loved more. The nervous wreck was just so cute but this one made her feel...helpless. "I think that potion may have been a tad too powerful. Just look what it is doing to you." She mewled as the head of Demetrius' cock threatened to pierce her once more.
"Maybe it's just you making me like this with this body of yours." He purred into her ear, causing a small shiver to run down her spine. "So how about we finish what we started?" She could feel his cock slowly making its way back in. She immediately felt herself reapproaching her orgasm as he ventured into the depths of her body. "I'm really sorry for this." He said softly, a ravenous smile spreading slowly across his face as he pulled his hands away from her breast.
"Wait! What are you-" Suddenly she felt herself falling forwards towards the front desk. She was just barely able to catch herself before realizing just how numb her arms were. They struggled to hold her weight, shaking violently until they collapsed. The fall was small and the impact was cushioned by her large breast which squished against the cold wood. He grabbed her hips and roughly began to thrust, satisfied with the new doggy style position. Her nipples sent spikes of pleasure through her entire body with every thrust causing them to lightly graze the varnish.
He wasted no time getting to top speed and pounded her with reckless abandon. His wolfish gaze landed on her meaty rear which jiggled wildly with every smack of his pelvis. "You're gonna love this next part, Morgana!" He raised his hand from her side and brought it down on one of her doughy buns. Morgana pussy tightened around his member, her back arched and her breathing became heavy.
She turned slightly, a bright pink blush spread across her beautiful face. "Again..." She whispered. A cocky smile appeared on Demetrius' face. He could feel the potion's effects diminishing. His body began to feel heavy and exhaustion was not too far behind yet something kept pushing him past his limits. Was it the confidence he had received from the potion? Well maybe it was just brought to the surface form the potion but who cares!? The confidence hadn't begun to wane yet so he planned to make the most of what he had. He leaned forward, his sweaty body rested on top of hers. The feeling of the top of her large ass pressing against his abs was great, he felt as if he could explode at any moment but held on to ensure he could make her cum with him. His right hand left her wide hips in favour of her pale teat. He wrapped his hands softly around it and lifted it slightly, gently caressing it as he did.
His positioned his lips next to her ear, biting it lightly and causing Morgana to start mewling. "I've been doing a lot of things to you today. You are going to have to be more specific. His thrusting stopped, leaving her pussy craving the end it so desperately needed.
"Please...don't make me beg."
"Well, I'm sure I can do what you want..." He planted kisses down her neck, slowly and precisely to achieve the maximum amount of pleasure. "When I've had my fun of course." Morgana's eyes widened, knowing just what he was doing to her. She hated when her own words were used against her.
"NO!" She blurted out without a second thought. "I swear to the gods that I'll tear you apart when this is done."
"I bet you will." He chuckled as he bit her ear. "So?" He waited pertinently, his cock throbbing as fast as his adrenaline-fueled heart as it too wanted to continue pounding her.
"Fucking spank me until I cum! Make me scream your name as you stretch out my pussy!" Demetrius smiled, getting exactly what he wanted to hear and a bit of revenge in the process.
"Such a dirty girl." He straightened himself and gave her a smile. Of course, I will." He slammed pelvis into plump ass and with it came his hand. He brought it down hard, causing the meat to ripple violently.
"Fuck! Again! Harder Demetrius, harder!" He couldn't take any more of this begging. It was driving him mad with lust. His assault on her rear became more ferocious. Every time he brought down his hand, a loud shriek of ecstasy filled the room. Eventually, her pale ass cheek had grown red like a tomato from the repeated spanking and he hadn't planned on stopping anytime soon. "Fuck I can't take it anymore! I'm gonna cum!" She screamed as she felt her climax build in her loins from the repeated spankings. Demetrius let out a roar, one that sounded like a cross between a battle cry and groan of the agreement. He was unsure if he could prevent himself from cumming any longer so in an act of pure carnal desperation, he grabbed her thick thigh and drew it upwards. In a second, he had thrown Morgana's leg over his shoulder and flipped her sideways. She let out a yelp before Demetrius made his move. He leaned forward, one of his hands squeezing her breast tightly as he pressed his lips against hers. The two moaned in each other's embrace.
His hand lightly rubbed her bright red cheek. He pulled away from their kiss and watched her half-closed eyes in her pleasurable state. Her pussy throbbed far too intensely for him to hold his load back any longer but at the same time was the perfect indication that she was still teetering on the edge. "No more holding back OK? Go ahead and let yourself have the satisfaction!" His words came out as more of a grunt then he expected as he brought down his hand onto her heart-shaped ass. Morgana's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she let out a scream of pleasure. Her cunt tightened around his member, tighter than he had felt before as her juices exploded onto his pelvis. "IM CUMMING DEMETRIUS!" She yelled. He groaned as he heard her scream his name in pleasure, his balls tightened as a rush of cum exploded into her awaiting snatch.
Her body tensed throughout her pleasure overload yet she never stopped pushing her hips into his, letting out a loud cry of pleasure with every movement. She was desperate to ride out both of their orgasms and she was going to til the very end. Demetrius' thrusting began to slow down as his balls began to run empty. Cum gushed out of Morgana's snatch which had reached full capacity. Droplets and large globules of cum poured onto the floor below them, creating a large white puddle of both their juices. A few seconds later, Morgana's muscles loosened and her moaning grew quiet. She let out a tired gasp as Demetrius let her leg slip off his shoulder, leaving her back in the doggy style position she started in. The weight overwhelmed and once again she fell forward, holding onto the table for support.
Demetrius grabbed the base of his cock and quickly extracted himself before placing his cock in the crevice of her ass. He began to hump her, letting out the last of his load in between her cheeks. He took a step back, staring at the sweaty, bent over the fallen angel with cum covering her ass and draining from her pussy. "I made you cum, scream my name and dominate you for what's probably the last time." He smiled to himself as he staggered in place. "That's my cue to let the exhaustion catch up." He delivered a smack to her meaty rear before instantly collapsing onto his back. Morgana's thighs pressed against each other as more of her clear liquids exploded from her body in a much smaller orgasm.
Her legs immediately gave out, causing her to slowly slide off the table and land on her fat ass in the cum puddle. "Fuck..." She said through her heavy breaths. "Do that shit again and I'll ride your dick until it's purple and shooting blanks." Her playful threat came out raspily as her lungs begged her to focus on taking in the air.
"Noted." He said before letting out a long breath. "So...how did I do on this interview?" He questioned with legitimate concern.
"Your shift...hah...starts at 9 am tomorrow." Demetrius weakly smiled as the adrenaline quickly dispersed.
"Awesome. I was worried..."
"That you wouldn't get the job? Like I would let you walk away from me after this." She turned to face him, pressing her back against the wooden counter for support and letting her tired wings fall to her side. "Your all mine now." She gave him a caring smile, one that made his heart flutter once again.
"So are we...you know..."
"Manager and employee? Yes." She winked at him.
"I can work with that." His heavy head turned to the side towards the wall with the clock. He squinted to try to make out the numbers the hands were pointed to. Seven pm. How long has he been here? When did he get here? He could not remember anything before talking to Morgana. Perhaps he was far more tired then he thought. "I suppose I should get going. I have a long walk back to the slums." He grabbed the nearest table leg and pulled himself to his feet. With a couple of stops along the way, he could probably make it to his home...probably. He forced his legs to move one after another, slowly shuffling towards the door.
"Wait!' Morgana called suddenly causing him to stop and his muscles to grow cold once more. "My abode connects to the back of my shop. Very spacious and has an open room if you'd like a chance to move out of the slums." His eyes widened and his lips curled into a smile. It took all his might not to let his eyes start to water from the mix of emotions he was currently feeling.
"Yes! I'd love the chance!" Morgana simply nodded.
"I assume you'll be able to move your stuff through magical means without being caught?"
"Nobody should notice my stuff teleport in the dead of night."
"Good. If you have nothing better to do or just feel like sleeping we can go right now." Indeed his body was heavy and a good nights rest seemed perfect right now especially on a comfortable bed. He hadn't felt a comfortable bed since...well he couldn't remember, but he was sure it had been a while.
"All right then. Let's go." Morgana look in a different direction, unwilling to look in his eyes suddenly.
"Well then...I uh...need you to..." She brought her hands to her mouth and cleared her throat. "Carry me." She whispered. Demetrius tilted his head in confusion clearly not hearing her. "Carry me! I can't feel my legs because of you!" She cried out. It took a second to register just what she meant.
"Oh...OH!" Sudden realization washed over him like a Bilgewater tide, causing his chocolate cheeks to glow a tint of red. Morgana shook her head side to side.
"You are so lucky you are cute." She sighed. He quickly walked over, placing his forearm beneath the back of her knees and pulled into his arms bridal style. The tips of his fingers moved past her shoulder and gently bushed against the pale flesh of her breast. "Hmm, you sure did jump at the chance to carry me. What happened to be exhausted?"
"You are a lot lighter than you think." He smiled warmly.
"Oh honey, flattery will get you everywhere." Her wicked smile acting as the polar opposite to his. "It's just through the door in the back room. No need to worry about walking out naked since the buildings are directly connected." The thought of him still being naked hadn't crossed his mind until she mentioned. He instinctively tensed up, a flood of embarrassment rushed through his body in an instant which Morgana recognized. "Not so easy being confident without that potion is it?" The busty angel said with a satisfied smirk on her face.
"S-shut up." He squeaked as he began to trudge forward past the counter. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer to him, her chest squishing against his. She placed a kiss on his cheek and let him tense up again before speaking.
"Or what? What will you do without that confidence my little Dmitri?"
"..."
"Thought so." Demetrius let out a defeated sigh. "Oh. Now that I think about it there are some things I'll need to move out of your room for 'safety reasons' so you'll have to sleep in my bed for a bit if that's OK with you." His semi-flaccid cock throbbed only once, pressing against her pale back before straightening out. "Well seems you are OK with it."
"YOUSAIDCUSTOMERSCAMEFORPOTIONSTELLMEABOUTTHOSE!" He yelled in a single breath and giving Morgana no room to continue her teasing. She pouted for a brief second before her expression relaxed. Her hand reached out and twisted the doorknob of the large wooden door they had just arrived at. One small push opened the long walkway that connected to her living room. It was very spacious, probably due to the lack of furniture. The only things inside were a coffee table, a TV and a sofa. Demetrius guessed it was due to her presumed lack of company.
"Just down the hallway is my room." He nodded and pushed forward as he felt his legs start to drag against the floor. "And about the potions...I have a lot. Some for men like the one I gave you, others for a woman. I have one for women who just want to know what it's like to have a dick, men who want to be women for a night and vice versa, one for lactation..."
"Wait..who's into lactation?" He said, his interest actually peaked. He pushed open the door revealing the large, purple queen sized bed, the blood red carpet and another TV on top a dresser. Two large mirrors guarded her closet against prying eyes while giving her the perfect view of her own body.
"That's baker customer confidentiality."
"Awww. Can I at least have a hint or something?" She tilted her head as if she was seriously considering her choices. He placed her gently in bed, covering her with the black comforter and climbed in after her, expectantly waiting for an answer. She sighed before turning over away from him.
"Miss Moovelle. There's your hint. Now go to sleep." It only took a second for him to figure out her blatantly obvious hint. With a smile, he slid his hand underneath her sides and grabbed one of her large melons before pulling himself closer. His soft cock landed in between her meaty cheeks as her scent invaded his nose. He rested his head on the pillow while silence filled the room. Soon enough Morgana's soft snores replaced it along with the soft songs of the outside crickets. He closed his eyes and let darkness slowly claim him, after all, he had work to do tomorrow.