The Warden Mother II
Everyone seems to like Val’s dommy muscular mommy, Aethera. So I figured I’d get her into some art again sooner rather than later with a friend of mine’s OC. So thanks to MrSunwhisper for both his help with sculpting all these lovely muscle elves you’ve been getting of late and for letting Aethera turn his OC’s pelvis to dust. SNU SNU!
Kalec shifted upon the cushioned bed he had been laid back upon and drew in a deep breath to steady himself and focus. The sweet scent of incense and sweat filled his mind but did little to take away from what had him trying to maintain it.
His pelvis ached and the reason for that ache looked down at him with a fierce lust written upon her features. Lady Aethera Leafwhisper, the Warden Mother…that woman was insatiable and they had been at it for two hours already – with no signs of stopping.
He could only lay where he was and peer up at the unit of a Kaldorei woman, her palms firmly gripping his ankles as she thrust her wide hips aggressively down onto his cock. He might have been the man as they lay with each other, but she was the one in control.
“I like you Kalec, you’re a strong one.” Aethera commented approvingly. “A man who submits himself to the will of a stronger woman is a true man of strength in my eyes.” She said with a nod as her luminous eyes drank in the sight of that handsome Sin’dorei’s features.
“Nngh... you’re quite a woman. Lady Aethera. Though a short break wouldn’t go amiss.” Kalec replied, letting out a slight breath of relief as she slowed to a stop yet never removed herself from his cock. The iron like grip of her nethers on his cock mercifully loosened too.
“A few minutes, then we continue.” The Warden Mother said firmly, her impressive form trickling with sweat as she took the chance to regain her stamina as well.
“I certainly see now why you made absolutely sure I wanted this. Kaldorei women of the younger generation are much less... vigorous in the bedroom.” He said, choosing his words carefully as he peered up at her scarred and strong form. Her body a tapestry of wars and battles fresh and old, yet she wore each mark with pride.
To think that there were scars upon this woman that were thousands of his life-span old was a sobering thought. That she could still enjoy such things even after the passing of millennia was a testament to her and that she could find enjoyment with him was an honor indeed. He wondered if she’d remember this night thousands of years from now as fondly as he would for the rest of his days, he certainly hoped so.
“Before we joined the wider world, this was quite commonplace in our society. Less so now with the younger ones, but us older owls still practice it well.” She nodded. “Though I too have updated with the times. I no longer limit myself to just Kaldorei men, as you’re very aware now.” She winked slyly.
He smiled, gently rubbing her toned thick thighs that pressed against the back of his own. “Then I consider myself fortunate and I shall not soon forget this encounter, Lady Aethera. You are truly among the most beautiful women I’ve laid eyes upon.” Kalec remarked with his usual charm.
She offered him an appreciative nod and smile. “You are kind and carry a tongue of silver, Kalec. Alas, I do not need your words now. I will have your cock and the seed you carry between your legs. Every drop.” Aethera firmly stated, her strong palms gripping his ankles again as she drove her hips deeply into eager hefty thrusts once more. “No more breaks. You’re mine until dawn greets us.”
What respite there had been was now over and Kalec’s hold upon her thighs tightened as the ache that had only slightly dulled started to return – yet it returned hand in hand with the practiced squeeze and incredible pleasure of a woman like her upon his manhood.
He drew in another breath and sat up slightly so that he could get just a little closer in a show of his eagerness before he replied, “As you command, my lady.” Surrendering himself to the experience of the much older yet stunningly beautiful woman. The pain of his poor pelvis would fade in time, yet the memory of Aethera would not.
