Phew, back from my holiday break, and it ran a little longer than I was hoping to. I got comms n’ stuff to work through for the rest of January, but I’m expecting to be taking on some new stuff by the end of the month and into early Jan. Here’s another comm I did for this cuteboi and I think you’d agree he’s lovely no matter who he’s with!
Commissioned By: Lunny
Lunny had grown ever so popular in his time at the club. Renowned for his erotic private dances, relaxing massages and expert companionship. He had an ever-growing list of VIP clients who indulged themselves with his beauty and grace, in exchange for coin befitting the little golden prince.
Cassandra, a merchant queen of Uldum, was one of his regulars and was deeply fond of what the boy had to offer her in particular.
“Nnnngh-mmnn-ah-hah! Yes! Take it, you little whore. Take it like a good boy!” Cassandra erupted out, ever the vocal partner when it came to Lunny. She could mate with that lad for ridiculous amounts of time, which is why she of all his clients had among the longest slots booked with him each time she visited. In fact, one slot with Cassandra often equaled to seven slots with normal customers.
Cassandra growled in horny approval, her darker hips barreling down with quick, rough thrusts. Her fat cock bottoming out in the prone dancer’s wonderful ass. She had made a mess of him, as thick globs of her seed from previous breeding overflowed and drizzled down over those lovely beaten mounds. Thick and sticky strands of seed bridging like lusty webs from his cheeks to her cock with each hungered thrust.
“Think I may need to extend our session today, Lunny. My balls are oh-so-full this month, and your boy-cunt is so very addictive!” The dusky skinned human purred approvingly, cupping a hand under his chin and letting her index finger slip into his mouth, prompting him to suckle on it.
Lunny had been making a mess as well, a sticky one of his own seed splattered on the surface beneath him from the several climaxes he had been pumped through by that unit of a woman. Something he could feel himself barreling towards once again as she beat her hips against his ass with eager purpose. His balls ached from the repeat thumping they had been getting from her much larger pair swinging against them.
Lunny always could climax easily, though, it was something his list of clients enjoyed about him. The boy was so sensitive to anal that even just the first push inside was often enough to make his little cock erupt with his boy nectar. It was something he originally was quite self-conscious and embarrassed about, but everyone else seemed to enjoy it, and so he came to as well.
“Mnn... there’s that naughty squeeze. You’re going to cum again soon, aren’t you, boy?” She asked rhetorically – she knew full well he was close again. She pulled his chin upward to peer down into those beautiful golden eyes of his as she felt that hole of his gripping tighter on her. A deep blush on his cheeks, a cute little nod and muffled moan with the finger in his mouth confirmed it further.
Cassandra smiled, she could see his begging eyes looking up at her amber ones. It was clear he wouldn’t last very long.
“Go ahead, cum for me, my little golden prince.” She whispered beside one of his short elven ears. The words making him shiver with excitement before a moan escaped his lips, forced free by the teeth playfully biting down on the tip of his short pointed ear. It had been the push over the edge for him as she felt that familiar squeeze as he orgasmed, his body tensing up hard before trembling entirely through the blissful climax.
There was just no holding back when he did that, her powerful ebony hips bucking against his ass as she grunted into deep stabbing thrusts. Her own far more copious load shot out inside him, forcing out older loads she had put in him earlier that night. The thick human seed spilled out over his rear, trickling down in a steady flow over his smooth little balls to reach the mess he had made with his own little cock on the crimson pillows below.
She lay atop him for a while, her hips stationary, with that large cock of hers still bottomed out in the dancer boy. Of course, she loved pounding the small if any remaining strands of masculinity out of him, but there was just as much enjoyment to be had from a good cuddle with a delicate boy like him. His milky almost baby-soft skin felt so wonderful under her rugged brutish touch, after all.
Fifteen minutes had passed, and she finally let her cock slip free of him, speaking softly to him. “I could use a drink, get one for yourself too, dear.” She said, following it up with a firm smack to his rear. “Come on now, boy. Don’t keep me waiting.” She added.
“Right away, Queen Cassandra!” he replied, calling her by the title she requested he address her by – in spite of having no royal or noble blood about her. Lunny climbed to his feet, a little wobbly legged at first, looking like a baby deer on ice after being trapped under that woman’s hungry thrusts for hours. He found his balance though and made his way over to the nearby table to fill two glasses with arc wine.
Cassandra rolled onto her side and watched the boy. She plucked a grape from a nearby platter of foods, slipping it between her full dusky lips as her eyes drank in his appealing form. She looked like an ebony goddess posing for a sculpture or questionable portrait like that. Furthermore, she reached for something in her belongings nearby, dangling it in her hand as the boy turned.
“What say you, boy? Another heavy pouch of gold for an extra four hours with you?” she smirked, jingling the pouch before dropping it onto the pillows. The gold coins within spilled out from the loose top as she eyed him from head to toe.
“Of course, Queen Cassandra. I’d be happy to serve you longer~” He replied, carrying over the two glasses of arc wine. He gently handed her one before sitting down beside her. The pair clinked the glasses together as the delicate boy spoke. “How about four hours, with the final hour being cuddling and chatting?” He asked.
“Five hours. Three very rough sex, one love making and one cuddling.” She shot back, already upping the time with her favorite boy-whore by an hour.
Lunny pondered a moment, taking a sip of that expensive beverage from Suramar before nodding. “Deal. After our drinks, of course.” He’d nod, he’d take as much of the break as he could get if there was to be another five hours with that mighty woman.
Cassandra stroked her dusky digits along his thigh as she sipped from her own drink. Unable to keep her hands to herself. She rolled one of the gold coins across his leg as she spoke. “Gold is definitely your color, Lunny.” She’d say with a sly wink and a hungry lick of her lips.