My First Time with Karina: Rescuing Her Led to Raw, Forbidden Passion
I still remember that dim cell in the sorcerer’s tower, heart hammering like a war drum. I’d just decapitated Araxar, his blood still warm on my blade. Pushed open the heavy door, key slick in my hand. There she was—Karina, my dream, naked on the bed. Hands bound behind her, legs crossed, skin glowing under that yellow globe light. Her fiery red hair tousled, green eyes wild, small tits heaving with every breath, pink nipples hard as pebbles. My cock twitched hard in my pants, betraying me. Fear mixed with lust—noble elf blood, her uncle the king. No turning back now. I’d saved her, but this? This was crossing lines I’d dreamed of for years.
She saw me, eyes lighting up. ‘Telnar!’ Her voice cracked, desperate. ‘He drugged me with aphrodine. I need to cum, please. You’re my only hope.’ My cheeks burned. I knew that shit—turns women into begging sluts for a day till orgasm burns it out. Her nobility screamed no, but her naked body, sweat-slick thighs parted just a hint, pussy glistening… fuck. Heart raced faster. She slid off the bed, dropped to knees right in front of me. Cheek rubbing my crotch, nuzzling like a bitch in heat. ‘Come on, Telnar. You’ve wanted this. I know.’ My dick swelled, straining. No more hesitation. Belt unbuckled, hit the floor. Cape, shirt gone. She tugged my pants down with her teeth, my thick cock springing free, veiny and throbbing. That moment—knowing I’d fuck her, innocence shattered.
The Approach
Her hot mouth on my tip first. Lips soft, tongue swirling the head slow, teasing. Sucked just the glans, eyes locked on mine, torturing me. I groaned, hips bucking. Then she stopped. ‘Your turn. Make me cum.’ Cut her bonds with my dagger. Pulled her close, skin on skin, her sweat mixing with mine. Heart pounding against her tits. Grabbed those perfect handfuls, pinched nipples till she moaned. Kissed her neck, sucked a tit hard, tongue flicking. Her hand wrapped my shaft, stroking rough. My fingers trailed down, found her soaked slit. Clit swollen, begging. Circled it slow, then pressed. She gasped. Slid one finger in, tight wet heat gripping. Found her spot, rubbed hard. Added another. She bucked, crying out, body shaking. Came like a storm—juices flooding my hand, screams echoing. Aphrodine gone, but fire not.
The Instant
She grinned, wicked. Grabbed my cock again. ‘More. Fuck me like you mean it.’ Turned, ass up, cheeks spread, pink pussy dripping. Heart thundered as I gripped her hips, pushed in slow. So tight, velvet walls sucking me deep. Gentle thrusts at first, savoring. ‘Harder!’ she growled. I slammed home, balls slapping. Fucked like animals—raw, sweaty, grunting. Thumb on her clit, pounding faster. Her face on the cold stone, cheek grinding, moans turning to screams. Built so quick, too much. We exploded together, my cum flooding her, her pussy milking every drop. Collapsed, panting, bodies tangled.
After, silence wrapped us. Innocence gone—mine, anyway. No more pedestal for her. Just sweat, cum, and real connection. Slipped her clothes, snuck out. That fuck opened doors I’d never close. Adulthood hit hard, in the best way. Still get hard thinking of it.
