Transmigrated Into A Women Dominated World

Zaeryn finally eased her off his dick, chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. "That was incredible," he murmured, a wicked smile tugging at his lips. "But we're far from finished."

Still kneeling, a sultry grin spreading across her flushed face, Sage wiped his taste from her lips with the back of her trembling hand. "Wow... this is a first," she teased, her words breathless and wanton. "You, not satisfied with just one round?"

Usually, Zaeryn would be done after cumming once, so naturally she was taken aback that he still wanted more. But the way he said it made her ache all over again, despite already feeling spent. She would do anything he wanted—she loved giving him pleasure. She was so willing, so eager to please him.

"How could I want this experience to end," he replied, grinning wickedly, "when you're far too addictive?"

He sat up and slid behind her, arms locking around her waist. Sage pressed back against him, offering herself without hesitation, her body responding to the heat of him against her. She tilted her head just enough to expose the soft curve of her throat, letting him know without words that she was completely his to touch.

Sage's hand sought his, guiding it across her flawless skin, fingers teasing the swell of her heaving breast. "Do you like that...?" she whispered, voice dripping with lust.

As Zaeryn toyed with her full breasts, he brought his other hand down to her dripping pussy, his fingertips circling and stroking her throbbing clit. "Ahh... ngh," she moaned, arching into his hand. "Yes, just like that... I love how you touch me. Use me, Zaeryn."

Even though he had just exploded inside her moments ago, Zaeryn's cock was already upright and leaking, roused by Sage's lewd moans and the scent of her heady arousal. The thick head of his cock nestled demandingly against her slick entrance.

Zaeryn gently pressed on her shoulders, pushing her upper body towards the bed. Sage eagerly complied, lowering her torso and raising her hips, presenting herself to him. She knew how much he loved taking her from behind, and she wanted him as deep inside her as possible, fucking her harder than he ever had before.

Zaeryn ran his hands over the curves of her huge upturned ass, squeezing appreciatively. He teased her a bit more, rubbing the head of his cock against her slippery folds. Sage trembled, her juice trickling from her hole, coating him. She couldn't take much more of this sweet torment. She needed him. "Fuck me already, Zaeryn."

Groaning at her explicit plea, Zaeryn stopped teasing them both. Gripping her hips firmly in both hands, he thrust forward, his thick length tunneling deep inside her with one smooth stroke.

Sage moaned brokenly, pressing her face into the bedcovers, overwhelmed by the incredible sensation of fullness. From this angle, he felt even larger, stretching her to her limits.

Zaeryn began fucking her in earnest then, his pelvis slapping against her upturned ass with every powerful thrust. Sage braced herself against the bed, pushing back into him, meeting each stroke with equal enthusiasm, whispering encouragements like, "Yes, harder... I love feeling you so deep. Cum inside me whenever you're ready."

She loved the way he felt pounding into her, his heavy balls swinging forward to slap against her clit with each deep penetration, and she focused on clenching around him, on making every moment perfect for him.

They quickly found a rhythm, their skin slick with sweat, the musky scent of sex filling the room. Zaeryn's grunts and Sage's high-pitched moans blended into a lewd soundtrack, punctuated by the loud slapping of damp flesh. Her moans were laced with adoration: "You're so strong... so perfect. I'm here to please you."

The bed creaked with the force of their fierce coupling.

After a while, with Sage still on her hands and knees. "Wait, slow down," she said as Zaeryn continued his thrusts that made her overflow with pleasure every time.

Zaeryn slowed his thrusts, but his fat dick stayed planted to the hilt in her convulsing pussy. Every twitch of his cock sent jolts of pleasure zapping through her.

"I want to…" she panted. "Change positions," she requested, moaning at the erotic image of her on top of him. She liked being fucked from behind, but she also loved being on top where she could control the pace and depth of penetration.

Heart racing with anticipation, she pulled forward off of Zaeryn's cock with an erotic squelching sound, immediately mourning the emptiness left behind.

They repositioned quickly, Zaeryn sprawling on his back, His thick cock glistened with her wetness, jutting obscenely from his body. Sage swung her leg over and straddled him, hovering over his straining cock. She grinned wickedly down at him before slowly, teasingly, sinking back onto his hard length.

"Hmmm."

They both groaned as he stretched and filled her again. Sage braced her hands on his chest, feeling his thundering heartbeat against her palms. She began moving her hips, rolling them slowly at first, savoring the slide of him inside her.

Zaeryn's hands came to rest on her hips, not controlling her movements but following them, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on her skin. He let her set the pace, content to watch avidly as she used his body for her pleasure.

Sage gradually increased her pace, working herself on his rock-hard cock with wild abandon, her hips a sensual blur. Her heavy breasts bounced hypnotically with each brutal downwards thrust, much to Zaeryn's obvious delight. He reached up to grope the swaying heavy breasts, squeezing and squeezing hungrily, his thumbs brushing over her swollen nipples.

"Ahh...so deep...you feel so good inside me," Sage babbled, her words slurring, incoherent with pleasure. She was rapidly losing herself in the exciting waves of sensation. She loved how during these moments she just wanted him cock and nothing more, reduced to a desperate mess for him.

"Fuck yes," Zaeryn growled.

His groan drove Sage wild. She slammed herself down on him frantically, chasing her climax. Zaeryn met her wild movements, snapping his hips up powerfully to meet her downwards thrusts. The wet slap of their sweat-drenched skin filled the room, mingling with their panting moans and cries.

Sage sank her fingers into the corded muscles of Zaeryn's chest as she rode him with wild abandon. Her other hand, grabbed her own breast pinching the nipple. His thick cock stretched and filled her with every bounce of her hips, exquisite friction dragging moans from deep in her throat.

Zaeryn's hands roamed the curves of her body, worshipping every inch of her smooth, flushed skin. He squeezed the heavy swells of her breasts, his thumbs rasping over hard, puckered nipples that ached for his touch.

"Ngh, your cock feels so fucking good!" Sage babbled, rolling her hips to take him even deeper. Her dripping heat hugged his rigid length like a vice, embracing him in liquid silk.

Zaeryn let out a guttural groan, his muscles tensing as he fought to stave off the boiling pressure in his tightening balls. The sounds of skin slapping against skin and Sage's wanton moans filled the room, a symphony of pure, unbridled lust.

He looked up at her above him, taking in the way her tits bounced hypnotically with every brutal thrust, her plush lips parted in ecstasy.

Strands of sweat-soaked hair clung to her face and chest, a result of their passionate, primal fucking.

"Fuck...I'm gonna...uhn!" Sage warned breathlessly, nearing her peak. She planted her hands on his chest, nails digging crescents into his skin as she slammed herself down on his cock harder, faster.

Zaeryn met her wild movements with powerful upward thrusts of his own, burying himself balls-deep inside her clenching heat. He was dangerously close to exploding, the tingle in his groin building to a crescendo.

With a keening cry, Sage came hard on his cock, her pussy clamping down on Zaeryn like a vice as she ground herself desperately against him. That was all it took to trigger Zaeryn's own release and he let out a harsh groan, his cock throbbing powerfully as he flooded her depths with his seed.

Sage collapsed onto Zaeryn's heaving chest, her lips instinctively kissing his forehead as both of them panted harshly as they basked in the aftershocks of their shared climax. His cock continued to jerk and twitch inside her, spilling the last of his seed deep into her womb.

Somewhere else, deep within the Citadel, High Commander Lysara sat in her command chamber, the air cool and sterile around her.

She focused her eyes on the glowing maps on the wall showing warlady movements and security sweeps across the sector of the Queendom, but her mind was on a far more critical breach.

The chief scientist Daphne Virellith stood before her. "Is there a reason you called me here, High commander?" She asked.

Her unapologetic voice hardened Lysara's expression. Without preamble, she spoke with icy precision.

"Chief Scientist. Are you aware of the prohibitions against exploiting a subject for personal experimentation?" Lysara asked, "In your case for personal pleasure."