Alright, I'll let you decide whether you want me to rewrite after this chapter. If you guys do decide the rewrite option then I'll allow you to choose whether you wish to keep the main setting in Danmachi or choose a different world (Mostly because of the different power levels in other worlds).

ALSO! SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT! WOOHOOOO!

Onto the chapter.


Log 8: Rebirth

I stare down at the corpse before me blankly, my gaze dead as I shift in place, my crossed arms shifting with my posture.

No doubt the people around me found it strange that I was standing among them. I had never been seen around Norseson's ilk, nor am I part of the commonwealth.

I was an outsider, even here, not just from my figure and station but from my emotions as well. I wasn't weeping or standing in silent despair. I was just standing in place, staring at the corpse in slight confusion, intrigue, and remorse.

This wasn't the first time I've witnessed an innocent man's death. My father had died in my arms at the age of 12 from cancer. My mother had killed herself two years after, with my brother and sister following. My brother died in a chemical accident and my sister in a car crash.

What's ironic is that everyone I have known intimately has died within my arms. My dad from cancer, my mom from slitting her throat and wrists, my brother from acid, and my sister from her wounds.

I sigh, releasing myself from the thought of my past as I step up, the line before me having ended.

I reach up, laying the bouquet of flowers upon his chest before I rest my hand on his forehead and leave a parting word

"You were a good man, even in your final breath" No doubt others would expect the worst of it, thinking I killed him.

They wouldn't be wrong.

I move away from the grave, making my way out of the cemetery in slight contemplation.

I had done all that I had wanted, leaving the man's ironic death behind me as I exited the large iron wrought gates and began my journey back to my clearing.

I sigh as I turn a corner, not feeling up to speeding my way back. I glance at the crowd of people around myself before losing myself in thought.

It was a great irony, truly, that the man's death had been the catalyst for getting me to level 30. I glide past a couple as I continue forward.

Nevertheless, Norseson served another purpose. He reminded me of just how fucking stupid and pathetic I've been.

I scoff at the thought, ignoring the way people jump at the sound as I continue forwards, staring ahead in stalwart focus.

'Go live your life' he says, how fucking ironic that he says that to the only man who had nothing to live for.

I have no goal, I have no real ambition or reason to live other than go through the motions and, indeed, that was what I had been doing. I grunt, passing another corner as I pass an adventurer, their shoulders jumping at the sight of me.

I've been living like this for so fucking long and I just-

I just wanted something to live for. It was selfish, I know. But that's the main reason I've been living for the years after dads death. I thought a fantasy setting like this one would evoke a new ambition or a want for adventure, instead, I've just been going through the motions.

Just as I've always been.

I sigh, ignoring the way the voices in the back of my mind protest against my thoughts.

For once, just for once, I wish I could find it in myself to be happy again. I wish I could get a backbone once more, I wish I could be myself and not default into these artificial masks I put up to hide my sadness.

The masks fall quiet at the thought as I stare down at the street with a dead gaze.

However, the thoughts are just that, thoughts and wishes. They won't ever come true. Just as I will always be a pathetic, useless, waste of space-

The world sings to me as I fall through the clear air, my clear eyes staring up at the shimmering gem of a blue sky in awe, my pale skin glistening beneath the golden and amber sun as I gasp for a breath not in my chest.

Even as I fall on my ass, my hands scrambling and finding purchase on the earthen, soft, real ground I can't help the wonder that entrenches me so.

My mind is clear, no longer fogged and separated as I stare at the sights before me. My shocked face finding purchase on an unnaturally perfect face.

A low groan escapes the world as the metal statue in front of her stands stalwart. My eyes sweep over the world around me in awe. The warmth upon my skin reaches deep into my body, satisfying a desire I couldn't place before. The sweet air of spring reaches my nose as my heart flutters, the sound of people, usually background noise and not worth paying attention to, reaches my ears.

A busy sound of people reaches them, hushed murmurs and yelled auctions, arguments and oh so Human interactions reaching my ears as my head drifts from place to place.

My arms feel so… feeble, and weak and- and-

"Oh, apologies mortal" The sweet feminine voice of a woman reaches my ears as my head swings to its source, the unnaturally perfect woman in a strange garb that had been regaining her balance.

"It seems I wasn't looking where I was going" She says, a light smile upon her face as she lends me a hand up. Her eyes pierced as I stared at her hand.

I can't help it, I haven't felt another's touch in so long. I reach up, clasping hands and allowing her to pull me up, even as she glances curiously at the stalwart iron statuette of my own figure.

"Ah, it seems you've left it behind" She says warmly, turning back to me with knowing eyes. "And how beautiful you are now that you needn't rely on such an ugly power" She finishes, her words confusing me still.

"I- what?" I question, stepping away from her as a circle begins to form around the two of us, curious civilians and adventurers alike finding themselves unable to look away.

She raises a brow, seemingly genuinely confused "I am Melinoe, I have seen your spirit whenever I have seen you. Don't tell me you haven't accessed your humanity before this. You have, right?" She questions, stepping forward with a growing light frown.

I backed away, suddenly feeling oh so very small and confused. I didn't know what was happening, everything felt so much more intense and positive and it was just so confusing.

I hated it. I hated the confusion and lack of knowing. I hated the lack of guidance from my artificial instincts. I hated the way I felt vulnerable. I hate the way I felt like a child.

I gulped down my nervous-

I gulped.

My eyes widen further as my heart beats as though an engine, stumbling over my feet as my hands scramble to find purchase on my body. Gliding over bare human skin on my chest before hitting silken cloth and finding purchase on bare human skin once more.

"I- I-" I stare wide eyed at my Human hands, at my Human form. I begin shaking. In terror, in excitement, in confusion I didn't know.

I stare at my quivering hands, my breathing shallow and quick as I turn my gaze up, staring into the goddesses gentle and pitying eyes.

I may not know what was happening, but I knew one thing and one thing alone.

I hated that look. I hated the pity, I hated the way everyone was looking at me. As though I were a weak little lamb in need of help and guidance.

I scramble to my feet, ignoring the light stinging of rocks clinging to my flesh as I rush back to my warframe, touching it as an instinct fills me and, in a flash, I am left in the safety of my Warframe.

The sensations and emotions don't leave, however. Even as I stare at the Goddesses sad eyes in horror.

I needed to get away.

I turn around, ignoring the yells of surprise from the bystanders as I launch from the ground, piercing through the air and starting my run from my problems. Everything falls away into the background as a steady heartbeat fills my ears, the feeling of blood rushing through my veins oh so familiar and foreign.

It only takes a minute for me to land in my clearing. I stumble as I fall out of the Warframe once more, emerging in just my boxers before I land, scrambling to my ass to stare at my hands.

Panic and fear slowly turn to wonder, then to happiness, and then to dread.

After all, this could all be a dream.

I stare at my hands, feeling the sun kissing my skin as I clench my fist, my flesh shifting at my command as my fingers close.

My breathing steadies as I stare at my arms in wonder, a slow, wide grin spreading across my face as tears well up within my eyes.

"Ha" I huff, my grin hurting my face as tears begin to leak from my eyes and I lean back, starting to laugh. The sound emanating from my stomach as I grinned up at the sky, tears running down my sun kissed skin "Hahahahahahaha!"

This could be a dream, but at least I would remember it fondly. I'm not human every day, after all.

I continue laughing, even after my throat starts hurting and my sides start aching, the dirt beneath my form rustling at the action.

I sigh, relaxing into the floor, the forest floor that feels all too real. Everything from the earthy softness of the dirt, to the roughness of the leaves, to the soft silken form of the grass. Everything felt so wonderful.

The breeze ruffled my hair as I stared into the sky, my Warframe kneeled at my feet as tiredness finally began to encroach upon me, setting itself upon my form with ease as my eyelids began feeling like lead. Closing despite my wants.

I fell into a dream once more, finding myself enjoying the relaxing surroundings more than before, even though a feeling of warmth encroaches my form once more.

"So you've achieved it, huh? How fun, now we can play even more!" I ignore the feeling of mischief that spreads through me from ethereal, unheard words, drifting farther and farther into dream.


I stare curiously down at the water before me, peering deeper and deeper into the reflection beneath me in slight interest.

I had been, well, upgraded is a good term for it I guess. The previous meat-suit I wore lost all of its blemishes alongside carving out my figure more, my muscles had become more defined, with my jawline being one of the main things I noticed.

I seemed to have become the ideal greek statue, well, other than my manhood. Surprisingly enough, however, my glasses had carried over from my past life which was definitely unfortunate. I had enjoyed being able to not wear glasses. Though, the lenses themselves seemed to have become slimmer, leaving me with eyesight that hadn't become as debilitating as it had been before.

I hum idly, palming my pale chin and turning my head this way and that, finding more and more unique features within this new body of mine. My shaggy hair had gained hints of gray, though it somehow hadn't detracted from the aesthetic of my new body at all. In fact, as I raised a brow, I couldn't help but find myself smiling.

I may have been transported without rhyme or reason into another world, and trapped in a metal prison for what seemed like months, but I couldn't deny that experiencing everything with human senses just enhanced the world around me, previously beautiful sights that had gone unnoticed in my Warframe had become all the more extravagant beneath my eyes.

I smile, the look entirely natural on my nearly-naked form as I turn my eyes up from the small pond and to the clearing my Warframe sat in.

I had tried to move the heavy hunk of metal at first, but it weighed too much, and seemed to be stuck to the ground so I wasn't all that concerned about someone stealing it. And even if they did I held no amount of doubt that they would fail in their endeavors to study it.

I sigh, stretching and feeling as the muscles gliding beneath my skin stretched and loosened in an entirely missed and satisfying way. A light smile upon my lips, I make my way forward, ignoring the fact that I'm barely clothed as I grab my sack of Valis and follow the path back to town.

I hum a light tune to pass the time as I make my way forward, my expression light and relaxed as I move within my entirely familiar and right body. My feet shift hither and thither as I make my way forward.

All of my worries, all of my insecurities, all of my fears and judgements and anger and despair had been dulled. I felt whole once more, as though I had been missing an arm for the entire portion of my stay in Danmachi, and it affected me psychologically.

My light, relaxed smile spreads further as I exit the forest, bathing in the warm, welcoming, and downright fatherly light of the sun, its heat and warmth climbing up the skin of my arms and caressing me as though welcoming me for the first time in my life.

I exhale in satisfaction, my eyes becoming half-lidded as I continue on.

I had missed these sensations, it had all been cold and unfeeling and pure violence in my Warframe, unable to truly acknowledge the feeling of anything other than the warmth of the blood I spilled.

And yet, here I stood, free from the shackles of my mind, free from my Warframe, and free to live a life fulfilled.

My smile subsided somewhat as I entered Orario proper, ignoring the various looks I received as I made my way toward a nearby clothing store, my powerful, tree-trunk like legs carrying me forward as I examined my surroundings, appreciating the detail and beauty of the city for the first time since I arrived.

I take a glance at the giant tower atop the dungeon before I enter the shop, my thoughts spiraling as I begin trying to decide on an outfit, despite the shiver that wracks me for all of a moment.

I ignore the strange sensation, likening it to adjusting it to my newer, better, body. I smile at the thought, unable to dismount from the utter happiness I feel at the thought of being human once more.


(Freyja)

The world was wrong, it was spiraling out of control and into insanity beneath her. The mortals that made up its bulk confusing and yet enchanting her ever so much.

She stared down at the man, Nikolai Chekhov, with what she admits to be a crazed look in her eye. She bites her lip, setting her shaking hand down onto the mahogany table at her side as she inhales unsteadily, closing her eyes as tears threaten to prick at the corners of them.

Her glass of wine shakes chaotically within its confines as her hand grips the glass's stem. Idly, she appreciates the fact that her… situation had not broken the sturdy material.

She opens her eyes once more to lay her eyes upon the man's soul, oh so very unique, so very beautiful. It was an ouroboros of shades of silver, royal blues and purples, and deep blacks. It held within it an indescribably deep depth, almost as though she were staring into an ever-deep abyss that twisted within itself, holding millions of tiny fractals that looped through time, through present, future, past, and an unknown other that enticed her so. These fractals dotted his soulspace, dotting the ever clear and beautiful abyss that was his soul.

So unique was he, in fact, that even her little Bell had fallen to a wayside. And oh how she regretted rejecting him.

She licked her lips, her heart thumping steadily and soundly within her ears, thrumming red hot blood through her veins as she gulped down her entire glass of wine, throwing the glass over her shoulder as she stared down at the man, utterly infatuated with the color of his soul.

She gasped for breath, her eyes wide with desire as her shaking hands trailed up her very own form, grasping at her breast as she bit into her finger, muffling a strangled moan as her body hummed with need.

She wanted the man and his soul so much it was unbearable. Surely he would understand her predicament, right? Surely the beautiful man would understand her intentions and forgive her, right?

"Oh, mommy has been naughty" Freyja muttered around her finger to herself, her voice husky and dripping with lust as her half-lidded eyes stared down at the dressed man exiting the clothes shop, "She has been very naughty indeed. Forgive me, won't you, my dear?" She muttered, her fingers dancing a ballet upon her nipple as she moaned, her other hand snaking down, down, down to her waistband as she huffed with need and desire.

She gulped down her saliva as her chest heaved, her right hand tweaking her nipple as her left worshiped her lower bead as she bit her tongue "Forgive mommy!" Freyja yelled, throwing her head back as she tensed, shuddering in pleasure as her hazy eyes stared into the ceiling.

An image made its way into her head. One of her beloved, pure, Bell worshiping her as her beautiful ruffian of a warrior Nikolai utterly devoured her, slaking his pleasure upon her with no mercy.

Her form tensed again as she quivered, her legs weakening as she yelled in pleasure. She would have them both.

She would have them both or die trying.


(Nikolai)

I had chosen something casual and plain, in the end. Just a black shirt and some comfortable pants. I think they were sweats, but I'm not sure considering the fact that all of the clothes the person manning the counter gave me clung to my body as though a second skin.

Nevertheless, the silken shirt and pants were accompanied by a pair of sandals. I hum as I walk forward, carrying all the other clothes I bought with me as my stomach rumbles in discontent.

"Oh right, I haven't eaten today… I forgot I needed to do that" I mutter awkwardly, scratching the back of my head as I grimace somewhat.

I sigh, checking my pouch for the coins within before shrugging and moving on. I could buy some grub from a tavern or somewhere close. It didn't really matter considering that food was food.

Smacking my dry lips together I glance up at the sky before shrugging and heading north. "The tavern, mamma mia's or whatever, is this way, right?" I mutter to myself idly, ignoring the second looks I get as I walk onwards.

Turning a corner after a bit of walking allows me to see a rustic looking building, with a sign hanging from it with the words "The Hostess of Fertility" Scrawled upon it.

Smiling at the homely sight, I walk forward, weaving my way through the crowd before I eventually get to the door and open it.

I'm instantly assaulted with foreign sounds and smells. The previously calm atmosphere of Orario's streets being replaced with the drunken singing and cheering of off-duty adventurers as the smell of food, oh so very delicious food, wafts through the air and across me.

Though surprised, I'm not displeased. I smile heartily, sauntering up to a booth and sitting in it, placing my bags beside me as I set my feet atop the table, taking care not to dirty it as I relax, sinking into the tavern's plush, comfortable seating.

"Hello nya~!" A cheerful feminine voice chirps by my ear, making me blink as I flick my gaze up, staring at the grinning cat girl sitting upon the divider between booths in slight amusement.

"Hello to you too" I return, watching her grin become wider as she kicks her legs to and fro, her maid outfit scrunched up and disheveled as she grins.

"What'll you be having, nya~?" She questions, meowing at the end.

I'll admit, some part within me shrivels in cringe at the fact that she says nya, but, at the moment, I just find it a bit novel and funny.

"I'll have some beer, and a large meal. I'm rather hungry" I tell her, watching as she nods, hopping off of the divider and bowing at the waist.

"We'll be right out with your order, syir!" She declares in cheer, making me smile as I chuckle.

"Thanks. Oh! And make the beer mug very large too. I can drink way too much in a single sitting and I don't want to bother you too much" I tell her, watching as she shakes her head, her cat ears flopping about on her head as her hair flutters in the wind.

"It's okay syir! It's no problem at nyall! I'm here to service you, nya!" She declares with a bright smile, making me snort as, with a hop and a skip, she rushes off into the kitchen.

I turn my attention back to the people around me, watching their interactions and byplay in interest and vague amusement as I grin lightly.

The atmosphere of this place truly was something else. Chaotic and yet homely, and oh so energetic.

My grin dims into a look of hunger as I set my eyes upon the stack of food that my waitress had brought.

As it turns out, everything about this establishment was perfect, meaning that it was time to get piss drunk and party like I never have before!


(I haven't written smut in a while, bite me. This also plays into the story so you can't complain.)

I wake up, my head pounding and the bed surrounding me messy. I blink my eyes, moving my sight through the blurry surroundings to glance over at my bedside table as I yawn, grabbing my bed sheets and tucking myself back in bed, smiling lazily at the comfortable warmth that surrounds me as I lay on my side.

My eyes shut for all of a few moments that I take to yawn before they open back up in annoyance.

"Right" I mutter in agitation "I forgot I can't fall asleep after waking up" I finish with an irritated sigh.

Nevertheless, the warm bed that I laid in was certainly pleasant to sleep in and, as I sigh in content and turn over onto my other side, I pause.

Because there, laying by my side and smiling at me with pleased, tired eyes was a naked woman.

I blink at her.

This was certainly surprising, but not the most shocking situation I've been in. "did we fuck?" I ask in genuine confusion, watching her snort as she sits up in bed, crawling toward me, weakness pervading her body as she hugged me and laid her head upon my torso.

"Yes, and you were oh so very satisfactory" Her tone causes a pleasant shiver to crawl up my spine as I grin.

I glance down at the unknown woman, wrapping my arms around her and pressing her warm body to my own, luxuriating myself within her pleasant scent and warm embrace as I peer into her deep and beautiful chocolate eyes, her brown hair mussed up as she sticks to me, laying her cheek upon my chest as he bountiful bust presses up against my chest.

"Are you fine with this just being a one night stand?" I ask, watching her raise an amused eyebrow as she snorted.

"Of course, why else did we have sex?" She asked, her hands gliding up and down my chest as she stared up at me with an iridescent, intense stare.

I hum, not entirely answering the amazon's question as I allowed my hands to glide further down to rest on her tight and large ass, making her smile as I squeezed.

I wanted to experience sex once more, this time while sober. "You down for a few more rounds?" I ask, watching her smile turn into a grin as her eyes twinkled in mischief.

"Of course" She whispered, her voice husky as her finger trailed a circle on my chest while her other tanned, warm hand trailed further and further down my form, trapping my hardened cock within her grasp as I sigh contentedly, kneading at her soft flesh as she huffs out a pleased breath.

Her eyes, heavy with lust, stare up into mine as she pulls herself up my body and hooks an arm around my neck as she kisses me.

I sank into it, one of my hands retreating from her two blessings and grasping the back of her head as we locked lips. Her lips soft, cherry red and tasting of sweet syrup as we danced a tango in each other's mouths, her tan skin melding with mine as the world around us fell away.

Her hand pumped at my shaft softly yet quickly, jerking at me as I mauled her backside and her lips, small moans exiting her throat in small intervals as her being melded with mine. We gasped for breath as we broke the liplock, her smoky eyes staring into mine as my left hand trailed back down to her ass, my lips descending upon the corner of her lips, touching her hot, soft, and tanned skin as she gasped in profound delight.

I grin at the sound, continuing my kisses down her neck until I reach her collarbone. She sat herself atop my abs, grinding against them as I leaned up with her, kissing down her collarbone and to her large, and perky teats.

Her skin, hot to the touch as her heart pumped away beneath her skin, felt nearly scalding as I allowed my lips to descend upon one of her nipples, my teeth pinching at it as I flicked the pink mound with my tongue.

Her back arched in pleasure as she moaned, my hands continuing their mauling of her ass as her hand paused in its movements, going up to lock with her fingers behind my head, pressing me further into her gifted bust as I rose.

She grinded against my lap, trapping my cock between her and my belly, my pulsating heat seemingly having an effect on her as she gasped with every beat of my heart, her chest heaving as I unlatched my mouth, pausing my ministrations to move to the other.

"Don't- ah- Don't stop" she demanded, clenching her teeth as I swirled my tongue around her areola, sucking at the gentle flesh as I gently bit down on her small pink mound, flicking the hardened nub with my tongue as one of my hands slid further and further down her ass, landing at her lower lips, slick with arousal.

I sucked at the nub, pulling back as she shuddered in pleasure, her eyes hazy as she followed my movements. I released it, allowing it to bounce against her chest beautifully as she moaned, her forehead resting against mine as her flushed face stared oh so beautifully into mine, her hips beginning to grind away on my lap.

I smiled, capturing her lips with my own as I inserted a few of my fingers, teasing her insides with my hand as she bucked her hips against mine, my left hand coming down in a slap upon her pert, bountiful ass.

Her cheeks rippled with force as she moaned into my mouth, clutching me harder and pressing her teats into my chest as her body stuttered, tensing as she came down from a high.

We exited our lip lock, a trail of saliva connecting our lips as she stared into my eyes, breathing heavily as she smouldered with desire "Fuck me, pretty boy" She demanded, making me grin at her words.

"As you say" I reply, lifting the woman as I slip my fingers out and allow her to descend upon my iron-hard rod, piercing her depths as she cries out with a moan of pleasure, her back arching and presenting her breasts to me.

I tease her puckered starfish as my lips descent upon her globes of beauty, her insides suffocating my cock with pleasure as I tease and toy with her nipples, her body tenses with every flick and circle of her Areola, her gasps and huffs of breath filling the empty room as she hisses with pleasure.

I lift her off of my lap, pumping myself deep into her not long after the fact, piercing her depths and kissing her womb as shocks of pleasure send themselves through me, her flaming skin warming my soul as I grasp her cheeks, pressing her closer to my body as she huffs and puffs out her desires and pleasures.

"Oh, Daddy, you're so big!" She cries in ecstasy, grinding against me as she descends upon my lap once more, her thick thighs wrapping themselves around my abdomen as I let my lips pop off of her nipple, making her squeal with pleasure.

I don't so much as raise an eyebrow as I pull her toward myself, kissing her collarbone as she grasps the back of my head for an anchor as she rides me like a stallion, sending shocks of overwhelming pleasure through my body with each and every descent.

"Oh, princess, You're wonderful" I tell her, playing up to her obvious kink as she clenches down on me, crying out a moan as she holds onto me for dear life, the length of my cock rubbing at a particularly tough area of her vagina.

I smile, kissing her neck as she grips me, her hands scrambling as her arms slacken, her hazy eyes staring into mine with pleasure as I pull her into a kiss, lifting her up off of my lap and pushing myself deeper as she descends.

I rub at the tougher spot, sending me closer to the abyss of pleasure as she moans in ecstasy around my lips, breaking the lip lock as she rests her head upon my chest, her form sweaty as her hands scramble to my chest, her knuckles turning white as she grips her hands into fists,.

"Daddy- Oh, Daddy!" She cries, riding me faster and faster, rougher and rougher as she grinds against me animalistically, her skin scalding as my hands clench her ass, inadvertently slipping a finger into her second hole as she slams into my lap, tensing with pleasure as she quivers and cries out, my cock pulsing with need as I let go of my hold on my balls.

"Oh, Daddy!" She yells into my chest, muffling her voice as rope after rope of my cum land within her vagina, filling her to the brim as she hugs herself to my form, her breasts squishing pleasantly as I groan in relief, my balls churning with effort as her form shudders, her ass jiggling pleasantly as she gasps, biting into my skin and sucking to stop a moan from escaping her, likely leaving a hickey.

I grin tiredly, my finger playing with her ass as my other hand trails up her back, landing upon her hair and stroking it as she moans and groans into me, her orgasm subsiding slowly.

My body, it seemed, was still raring to go because I felt no flagging after that amazing orgasm.

I press my lips into her chocolate hair as she shudders in ecstasy.

Gently, I lift her off of my lap and set her upon her back, her legs folded beside her ears as she stares hazily up at me with a mixture of lust and anticipation.

My wetted cock slides up and down her well fucked lower lips, the both of us glistening with sweat as I grin, moving my lower brain below her vulva and to her puckered star.

Her eyes widened as anticipation, arousal and embarrassment war within her eyes. "Be good for daddy, won't you princess?" I ask her, watching her quiver at my words, nodding at me quickly as she wiggles herself against my twitching rod.

"I'll be good, I'll be good. Please, Daddy, reward me" She asks desperately, making me grin as I oblige her request, my back muscles tensing as I sink into her wonderful backside, a low groan emanating from my throat as she throws her head back, her hands clenching at the bed sheets as she releases a lustful cry of pleasure, her chest heaving as I sink further and further into her.

A few seconds go by as inch after inch after inch is sunk into the beautiful woman beneath me, her ass somehow clenching around me more tightly than her pussy, her eyes flutter as she holds onto consciousness for dear life, her heaving breasts belaying her pleasure as she moans and groans beneath me, my hands holding her ankles as I fully sheathe myself within her.

She moans loudly as I withdraw, allowing myself to saw in and out of her without mercy, pumping into her with fervor as the bed beneath us shakes, her unabashed cries of "Yes, Daddy!" and "Harder, Daddy!" Only fueling me further as I lean down and nip at her lips with my teeth.

She opens her mouth obediently, her hazy eyes closing as we lock lips once more, her lips quiver as she clenches down against me, the pleasures of a million suns assaulting me as I pump into her without abandon, her clenching ass constricting my like a cobra as I find her blessed G-Spot.

She moans into my mouth, grasping at the bed sheets tighter as I begin to pound harder and harder into her, her cheeks jiggling from my blows as I rain ecstasy and soreness down onto her body, her loose lips captured with mine as we dance a tango within her mouth, even while I stir up her insides.

I release the lip-lock, feeling myself come closer to the edge of orgasm quickly. I breathe heavily as I pump faster and faster, stretching her bottom to accommodate my size as I push myself deeper and deeper, her moans increasing in volume as her hands scramble for purchase, the bed beneath us shaking violently as I slam one last time within her scalding hot, tight depths, releasing my seed in a torrent as I sigh, her moan loud and fortuitous as she tenses, my hands letting go of her ankles as she wraps her legs around me and pulls me further into her, babbling nonsense as she stares up at the ceiling uncomprehendingly.

Needless to say, we didn't leave the room for five more hours, at which point I remembered her name: Sofia Fox.

By the end of our session of lovemaking, she became too weak to stand and I escorted her home, wherein I found out she was a carpenter. She demanded more, and I quote "Mind Blowing sex" when she or I wasn't busy and we were horny.

I readily agreed because, well, sex.

Need I say more?


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