Conquest Of The Fallen: Dark Dominions

[#pawg #hardcore #demented #foxgirl #inked]

"Ahh little foxie, you're gonna make me come."

Rafel's golden eyes burned out through the holes of the black [Rubberman] mask. He was laid out on the sprawling bed on his back. Many delicate hands crawled along his naked chest, feeling and massaging downward. Astride him, the robust vixen sat. Her zaftig curves made slapping sounds with his thighs as she rode him cowgirl.

Pah!

"Ahhn."

Pah! Pah!

"Ohh yes. Your cock is huge inside of me. I want you to fill me up. Fill me, my king." The words of the Kitsune made his pumping shaft engorge in her damp channel. "Ohh little fox." Rafel groaned. He was short of breath. And even though the pink vixen doing squats on his cock was nothing little.

Her tits were enormous. They filled his hands. And though the mask hid out his mouth, the plump fox bent in and offered him her perky blossoms to suckle from. She rubbed her fat areolas into the outline of his lips; the slippery feel of the elastine made her shiver. Her toes curled. Her back arched. She bore down on Rafel in a matinf press. And with the other women watching and patiently waiting their turns, the red-haired Kitsune lifted up her beautiful, big white butt some inches off Rafel's fat meat.

He was oiled and bulbous from her moisture.

"Yes. Ahhn! Fuck yes." She stared at his black girth a moment before she dropped back on him with a hard splat that sent both of them quivering.

Pah!

Rafel was swallowed back inside her pussy. Her creamy womanhood took all of his giant cock, dousing his boner with her liquids. "Oh, b-by the gods!" She held still, shaking and panting hard. Her orgasm took her by a storm. Her voluptuous laps shook around his legs. And as she sat on his dick, her entrance oozed out fresh cream. The juncture where their nethers met was lubricated so good it was bad.

Indira, the holy mother didn't pull away her eyes. For all the lewdness of the affair, all the Milfs were far gone from rationality.

"You... have to let go, little foxie. Oh god! You're squeezing me so hard. Save some cum for your fellow girls." Rafel said through the mask, breathing hard. The Kitsune had clamped hard around his dick, holding him inside her, jealously keeping his cock from pulling out. Her pussy wanted this big, black pipe all to herself. Rafel was pumped so deeply inside her he felt his legs start to cramp.

Corazón stepped in to the rescue. "Enough, you stingy bitch!" She grabbed the Kitsune by her long and wild red hair. The fox girl screeched and held onto Rafel's body. The glittery black gold came off in the parts where her claws scratched at him in hee struggle to remain on top of him. Red blood soon lined the narrow marks.

Aya Naamah, on the side, keeled over. Her naked breasts bouncing as she put out her tongue and began to lick the trail of blood. Rafel's cock jerked at the suction of her mouth. These women had made him so sensitive.

Cora kept pulling on the Kitsune. She only let go of her hair when she was off straddling Rafel. The fox had left a trail of squirt that leaked out her greedy holes on Rafel's ebony thighs.

"Let me go, you fucking cunt!" The kitsune railed. She flailed her arms, desperate for more dick. She clenched her legs together, missing the mammoth warmth of the gorgeous god king. "I wish to serve my Lord. I promise, god king, I'll ride your cock better than any of this human women here." She stressed out the word, human. "Like fox pussy is any better!" Cora stuck out her tongue at her.

She pushed the Kitsune onto the rug. "You're crazy if you think we're gonna let you have two turns when the rest of us haven't gotten any."

The Vixen tried to rear back up. But Cora wagged a warning finger, as if to an excited puppy.

"Stay down."

"Hmm." The Kitsune pouted and purred. "Fuck you. You don't look like you like dick anyway."

"You know, I get that a lot, but I do." Cora replied. "I really fucking do. And I'll be damned if you let me miss my chance. If you're still horny, do like her," Cora pointed to Khalifa—who was pumping three fingers in and out of her own wet slit. She was creamed up and going at it; her hazel eyes were hot on Rafel's prominent nosh. She licked her lips like she could feel him in her mouth. The Hijabi was too desperate to wait for her turn.

Cora added: "by the way, aren't you a fox? You can lick your own pussy, can't you?"

The Kitsune got a look in her slitted eyes like she was really thinking about bending over and giving herself cunnilingus. Cora turned away before she could see if the curvaceous vixen would really do it.

Just as her ocean eyes was falling back on Rafel, he pointed to her and Mama Mia. Then pointed to his sprung cock and masked face. They both got the message instantaneously. "We're next!" The busty [Critch] butcher yippeed. She speedily crept across the white sheets for Rafel's head, giving him ample view of her Abba-esque buttocks on the way. A cougar on the prowl.

Mama Mia was such a [pawg]. She was MILF and BBW too. She was everything smoky and hot.

"Here you go, my king."

The big-chested Critch woman pulled her black thong to the side, exposing damp labia. She put up one leg over Rafel's head, and slowly lowered to his face. "Ohhhh godddd." She whimpered as his breath fanned her sex. Rafel's hand flew up to slap her huge butt. He kneaded her fleshy, white ass, ordering her without words to ride his masked face.

Her warm scent filtered through the black silk of the cowl; Rafel tasted the slickness of her pussy through it. A second later, she felt the imprint of his tongue lap her out.

"Yes, my k-king. God yes! Drown in that pussy. Smell it. I know you love. Ohh. Lick that ass. Smell my fucking hole. Yes. Yes! Fuck yeah. Sniff all that poon. Treasure that cunt. Ahhn." Mama Mia didn't even know she had a fetish for being a Dom, until Rafel was subdued under the weight of her bubble globes, his face up in the glistening crack of her fat cheeks, her slobbered pussy in his face.

Her clit thrummed right over his face. She took his hand—and the finger that had penetrated her ass hole and brought it up to her mouth, and suckled on it like a tart.

"Mhmm."

Glug! Glug! Glug!

She deepthroated his finger.

In front, Cora had taken Rafel inside her and was heaving above him in a reverse cowgirl position. She was doing all the work, and loved every bit of it. She gyrated on his big, black cock, loving to see him slip out her vagina, and then to ease him back in. She came suddenly when Aya rose from licking at Rafel's bunched abs to suckle her pink areolas into her dirty, succubus mouth.

"Oh, you fucking harlot. You f-fucking sukky. You fuckin'..." Core broke as Aya bit on her nipple.

Rafel didn't mind a little lesbian action. Anything to send his women over the starry edge. He still didn't mind when his Samurai, the one with the piercings and total inked body, sucked his balls into her mouth as Indira grabbed onto his free hand and rubbed her sex down with his palm. She used his fingers on her clit, guiding and grinding his hand to work her wild.

Rafel had come three times by the time the seventh woman: the slender blonde Chieftain of the Skoatl Mountain tribes, allowed him to take her in her ass. The golden-haired adolescent belle alternated with his slave, Naamah in sharing his fat boner into their gaping buttholes.

He came the fourth time when the blondie pushed Aya facedown on the sheets and did ass-to-mouth on the quivering succubus.

"Deviled witches! You are trying to kill me, all of you!" He panted breathlessly, jizzing hard over Natalya's beautiful face; she bent down to let him explode all over her green eyes.

Splat! Splat!

The women snickered as his masked head fell back and his wings spread out as his whitish man-milk sprayed the lot of them, catching on naked boobs and gigantic booty, and open mouths. Natalya did a cum-swap with Indira which Rafel of course found very erotic. It had his dick rising again. He was of a singular thought: 'Thank the gods of the Abyss I equipped the [Cock Bill] role. How would I have lasted long enough for thirteen women.'

Even as a demon with a [Sin Subclass] and a matron in the Lust Pantheon, the longest Rafel could last without a Role was three hours. He and the females had being going at it now for six.

"Finally!" Rafel heard Ravenna's sweet lullaby as he laid on his back, darned well spent and catching his breath over the sound of doting Milfs. "—my turn."

Though his heart ran thrice the normal beat, and his penis felt like it needed an ice bath, when his little Raven touched him, a new flame was kindled in his blood. A romantic rapid fire. It was different from the others. His mind had no control over what his body did. And when his dick rose again, it rose monstrously.

Rafel pulled his hand from his face. "Come here, love," he said to her bright green eyes. She took his hand and he hurled her in.

The other women bundled in to watch. It was no hidden fact to them now that the King of the South had a thing for the runaway Empress. Rafel turned to his side and pulled Ravenna close. He held her with her back to him and embraced her with his strong arms. She was already down to her pristine drawers.

"Still a puritan, I see." He breathed from the mask.

She tried to laugh but it was cut short when he roughly tugged down the knickers. He held up one of her legs and grabbed his long dick. He tapped it against the cleft of her womanhood, smacking her pussy with his bulbous shaft. "Ohh." Ravenna inhaled sharply. Rafel bundled her dark hair and chained her arms.

He brought her face back to claim her lips and held her immobile as he plunged into her.

Pah!

His cock entering her tight young body gave off a lewd suction sound and half of Ravenna's body turned red. She tried to hide her face but he would not let her.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

His strokes pleased her immensely. But she had turned him on too much for him to go slow. His taking of her was brutal. Not injurious. But certain to make her gasp and buck at every thrust.

Pah! PAH!

He gave a final heave and emptied his will and balls inside of her adolescent cunt. Her thin, model body clamped tightly on his; she shuddered, her jeweled iris obscured for a moment. Rafel watched her face freeze in her moment of bliss. She had a very pretty orgasm face.

He didn't pull out from Ravenna; the gorgeous half-angel ended their frantic orgy session.

Rafel's ashen wings rested against the sheets. All the women clambered in the sprawling bed with him. They all had their hands on some part of him, be it his great, silver feathers or glorious, ebony body. Petting him into relaxation, Rafel moved his eyes to study them all.

"I need rest."

"Might we rest with ye, god king?" said Miraphel, the cute Kitsune.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Rafel stared at her nine luxuriant tails, whipping out behind her rubenesque figure. "Why fucking not." He nodded. Aya Naamah knew her master would need a good rest to regain his spent fluids, so she clicked together her fingers and chanted a great demonic spell over the desert:

"O sun, thy brilliance thou shalt hide. Heed me, the day's tide. Cast away thy sweetness. And instead, out from light, we summon the darkness."

Though it was little past the noon hour, the entire desert was plunged into a swift darkness. All the lights in the camp flickered off. And with thirteen hot sex-satisfied women, Rafel entered into a very dark and demonic sleep. A crowned King, with slaves, with the power to blot out the sun.