Loki stirred in her grand bed within the Familia manor, sunlight filtering through silk curtains. She stretched, her massive 100-inch cock already exposed and resting heavily across the sheets as per her usual habit. No men were around to complicate things; the Familia was her domain of strong women. She rose, the weight of her cock swinging with each step as she headed to the balcony overlooking the training yard.
On the varanda, Loki leaned against the railing, her enormous cock dangling down like a thick rope, the tip nearly brushing the ground below. It swayed lazily in the morning breeze, a ridiculous yet hypnotic pendulum. Below, Ais Wallenstein paused her sword drills, her sharp eyes fixed on the swinging motion. The blonde swordswoman tilted her head, a smirk playing on her lips.
"Morning, Loki," Ais called up, voice steady and teasing. "Your 'morning star' seems extra lively today. Planning to trip over it or just showing off?"
Loki chuckled, her tone sharp and playful. "Jealous of the view, Ais? It swings better than your sword work sometimes. Come closer if you want a better look—it's not shy."
Ais sheathed her blade and climbed the stairs, her athletic frame moving with confidence. "Shy? That thing could knock out a dragon. But you're the goddess who leaves it out like a flag. Bold choice. Makes the rest of us wonder what else you're hiding."
They bantered as Ais reached the balcony, standing close. Loki's cock twitched between them, the air thick with tension. "Witty as ever," Loki said. "But I see that hungry look. Horny already? My cock's dripping just from your stare."
Ais stepped nearer, her hand brushing the shaft lightly. "Dripping? Let's see how wet I can make you." Their dialogue sparked hotter, words flying like sparks. Loki's cock hardened under the touch, growing even more imposing. Ais knelt gracefully, strong and in control, taking the head into her mouth for a slow, deliberate blowjob. She worked it with skill, tongue swirling, while Loki panted and gripped the railing.
"Fuck, Ais, your mouth is a weapon," Loki groaned, sweating as pleasure built. Ais pulled back, smirking. "And your cock is the target. Don't hold back—I'm not some fragile thing." They moved to a lounge chair, bodies pressing close. Loki's massive length pressed against Ais's wet pussy, sliding in with effort as both women moaned. Ais rode with power, her ass grinding, pussy clenching tight around the girth.
Sweating and panting, they fucked hard, dialogue sharp between thrusts. "Harder, goddess—make me cum," Ais demanded, not submissive. Loki thrust up, her cock buried deep, until Ais came with a cry, her juices dripping down the shaft. Loki followed, cum erupting in thick ropes across Ais's toned body.
They collapsed, breathing heavy, the yard below forgotten. Loki grinned. "Round one down, but the day's just starting—my Familia has needs."
The lingering promise of more hung in the air like her still-twitching cock.
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