Ophelie 1

Ophelie Vortefaurt: Master Spellsmith?
Belgorian Spellsmith: Aye, Lady Vortefaurt?
Ophelie Vortefaurt: Would you be a dear and get my back for me?
Belgorian Spellsmith: Of course.
Belgorian Spellsmith takes his gloves off, placing them aside, tugging his sleeves back, before gripping the soap, gathering up a lather before beginning to gently caress it over Ophelie's back, slow movements over her dusky skin.
Belgorian Spellsmith: You must take excellent care of yourself to have such beautiful skin.
Ophelie Vortefaurt gives a soft laugh, leaning back against the edge of the bath as he ran his hands over her back. "I try. I'm glad you think so highly of me."
Belgorian Spellsmith slooowly drags a fingertip up Ophelie's vertebrae, warm breath teasing over her skin, mixed with a gentle, hand-based scrubbing that teases down her sides and back, washing outwards, teasing ever-closer towards the front.
Ophelie Vortefaurt softly sighs out. "...Hmm. You seem quite...skilled." She could feel him moving forward but made no effort to prevent it.
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Belgorian Spellsmith chuckles, hands slowly caressing over her ribs - soap spreading to caresses teasing just around Ophelie's breasts, over their sides, beneath.  "I am an expert in the humanoid form, Lady Vortefaurt.  Especially in those feminine."
Ophelie Vortefaurt chuckles also, leaning further back against the tub to allow him as much access as he needed. "Hmm. I see." She looked down to his soap lathered hands as they ran around her bust. "...I'm sure you plan on proving that to me, yes?"
Ophelie Vortefaurt sighs out gently, her nipples noticably beginning to erect.
Belgorian Spellsmith lets his hands slooowly tease into a long, firm knead, fingers working into Ophelie's breasts, as he leans in, nuzzling and whispering into an ear.  "Would you like me to join you in the bath, Lady Vortefaurt?"
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (Any particular kinks or interests?)
Ophelie Vortefaurt groans out softly as he kneads her chest, her body shivering gently to his attentions as he whispered to her. "...Of course."
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (Uh, big dicks. >_< )
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (xD  Super big, or are you pretty vanilla? =) )
Belgorian Spellsmith kisses Ophelie's ear, nibbling a little, before slowly pulling away - his hands kneading outwards, pinching and slooowly tugging her nipples outwards a moment, before finally letting go, standing.  One piece at a time, his clothing fell.  Robe.  Shoes.  Pants.  And then he entered, wearing naught.
Hempen robe unequipped.
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> ( Uh, hehe...well. Depends what you're cool with. xD I'm pretty vanilla other than this one thing. But yeah. Bigger the better, really. :x ))
Pair of Hyuran breeches unequipped.
Pair of Hyuran thighboots unequipped.
Pair of Hyuran gloves unequipped.
Pair of oval spectacles unequipped.
Fang necklace  unequipped.
Pair of copper wristlets unequipped.
Ophelie Vortefaurt chews on her bottom lip as she teased her, pulling at her nipples and nibbling her lengthy ear before he stepped in, fully nude. Her breathing was a little heavy.
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> ( And, I mess up my pronouns sometimes. >_< )
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> ( Anything I can do for you if you're doing this for me? )
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Belgorian Spellsmith is... noticably large, growing ilm by ilm at the sight of Ophelie - a member one might expect on a particularly large Roegadyn, growingi nch by inch outwards - clearly a grower.  Fairly lean - a fit, musuclar body, barely too lithe and formed for for his member.  He stepped before her, looking down to give her a smile, before lowering himself into the water.
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (Mmm... Nothing more fun with a massive shaft than being with a girl who has to work to take it all. :3)
Ophelie Vortefaurt 's face fell somewhat, her eyes widening at the sight of him. Her mouth opened just slightly as she watched him, still growing out towards her. "...By the twelve. T-That's, awfully well developed." Belgorian had a very attractive body it seemed, and not just in his member. Her chest heaved upwards as she breathed heavily, on the edge of excitement and concern. "...W-Well. I can't say I...expected that." It was /clearly/ a grower, still unrelenting in it's thickening and lengthening. Her >>
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> eyes widened even further. "...I-It...When does it stop? It...doesn't seem to be stopping."
Ophelie Vortefaurt: "...D-Do I effect you that much?"
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (( I'm cool with that. ;3 ))
Belgorian Spellsmith leaned forward - moving between her legs, eyes locked to Ophelie's, hand caressing up her belly to knead once more at those supple breasts, watching her intimately close.  A soft whisper, his lips nuzzling against her's.  "Want to give it a kiss, and find out?"
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (Also... maybe just roleplayed instead of actual, but a risk of pregnancy is always fun. =3)
Ophelie Vortefaurt stiffened slightly as he moved between her legs, his length jutting up against her as he worked at her chest again, eliciting soft moans from her as her long fingers gripped the seat of the bath. His gaze caused her to shiver gently. It was so intense. She meets it with slightly shut eyes, still being pleasured as he nuzzled against her. "...Mhm..." She ducks away from him, the water sloshing as she brought her face down to his cock. She didn't have to move far, the thing still growing >>
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (( Fine by me. ^^ ))
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Ophelie Vortefaurt >> before her amazed eyes. "...By the gods, I mean...wow." She puts a slender hand on it, her fingers barely able to close around a fraction of his member. She places her other on the opposing side likewise as she brushes her pert lips against his tip, giving it soft, tender kisses as it continued throbbing and growing in her hands. "...It's incredible, Master Spellsmith."
Belgorian Spellsmith is thick, almost impossibly so, the massive cockhead leaking out large gobules of precum, musky and heady.  "Mmm... If you could keep it clean, Lady Vortefaurt, I'd very much appreciate it."  The understatement of the century, veiny member twitching and throbbing violently in the water.  He reaches forward, pulling Ophelie a little deeper into the water - pressing her chest against his shaft, practically pressing it against her upper body.
Ophelie Vortefaurt was deeply, deeply aroused, her knees rubbing together slightly as she raised up on all fours. His insane thickness pulsed in her grasp as his pre leaked onto her hands. She gives a swift nod at his words, her slender tongue creeping out of her delicate lips to lap at his release and clean his member, it tasted better than she thought. "Mhm..." She moans against his meat as she was pulled forward with a gasp, his gigantic shaft forcing her breasts apart as she leant into it now. Her hands >>
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> begin to slide up and down over him as she moves against him, her chest squashed tight against his unbelieveable cock as she lapped dilligently at his bulbous tip. She was getting more into it seemed, lapping at his release eagerly as she rubbed him. "Mhm...gods..."
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Belgorian Spellsmith is thick and heady, his pre practically unending as it spills out onto Ophelia's lips and mouth.  The spellcaster leans forward with a soft groan, caressing her hair, petting her as she wraps her body around it.  "I hear that a man's seed is excellent for rejuvinating the skin.  Mayhap you can coax enough out to lather you in it?"
Belgorian Spellsmith of course, hardly sits back.  His hands move to Ophelie's breasts, kneading and groping, stroking her pillowy busom over his thick, gargantuian cock, pinching and toying with her nipples,  slop after slop of precum smearing across Ophelie's skin and upper body, creating a musky, thick scent in the air.
Ophelie Vortefaurt leans heavily into him, practically closing herself tight around his member, his hands spurring her on as her hands and chest rubbed and stroked at him more vigorously. She looks up to him for a brief moment as his release continued to pour onto her, giving him a stern nod before going right back to his cock, almost obsessed in the way she lapped and stroked him. His hands on her chest cause her moans on his meat to intensify, her nipples pressing out hard as he toyed with her.
Belgorian Spellsmith lets out a soft gasp, his hips bucking back, practically fucking her body wrapped around his cock like a sleeve, the underside of the shaft stroooking over Ophelie's body, pressing against her face and mouth - every movement smearing another huge glob over her face, and another,, the liquid soon staining her hair.  "Mmph... Lady... Vortefaurt... I'm... close..."  He mutters, pumping his shaft against her and the bath, using her body until, with a -grunt-, a -torrent- of hot cum shoots out>>
Belgorian Spellsmith thick, batter-like seed, spurting out onto Ophelie's face, into her hair, her mouth, sliding down her body and into the water, his whole cock twitching and pulsing and spurting as he cums again, again, and again, his first load of the day practically a one-man bukkake.
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Ophelie Vortefaurt gasps in arousal as he goes crazy on her, literally fucking up against her body until that immense load drenched over her, her already slickened skin, face and hair being coated with his true release as she breathed heavily, her eyes shut as his cum painted her face and body. She leans back slightly, as if to try and catch her breath as he continued to explode over her, her nethers leaking heavily with her own climax. "O-Oh gods...h-how much..." Load after load all over her body, sinking >>
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> into her skin as she shivers and claws at her form, shaking with pleasure as she gasped out. She squeezes her own breasts as the sea of cum she had been drenched in slowly flows over her. "Ooooh...M-Master...Spellsmith." She manages to calm down somewhat as his loads finally begin to subside, her hands stroking over her to massage his cum into her skin. "...S-Simply...i-incredible..."
Ophelie Vortefaurt: "...I-I'll have to...have my hair restyled."
Belgorian Spellsmith smiles, both in immense relief, his first release of the day, and at her reaction, the noblewoman before him cooing over his member, his release.  He slowly slides back, still hard, thick, cum still smearing out of his shaft, leaning forward to spread Ophelie's legs... and then beginning to slide his massive cock down her body, head smearing over her face, her breasts, her belly, heading towards her far-too-small nethers.  "We've hardly finished, Lady Vortefaurt.  Surely you'd allow your>>
Belgorian Spellsmith >> humble servant to avail himself of your body until we are both content?
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Ophelie Vortefaurt watches his member in amazement as his cum continued to leak out of his tip. "Y-You aren't...getting any smaller?" She sounded partly confused and partly excited, eyeing his massive cock like it was the holy grail. As he pushes forward, her slender legs spread out to side past his hips she gives a gasp of surprise and excitement, her back against the tub as her body was pressed up towards him, her nethers exposed and pointed up at him as he leant over her. She groans as that heavy cock >>
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> runs down her body, the thing seeming to weigh her down as it slid down her slender form. When it reached her womanhood, her sex looked simply pathetic compared to his gigantic size. It was incomprehensible that he'd fit. "...W-Well..." As it his bulbous tip pressed against her, it felt like he was shoving a mountain against her. "...I-I-I just don't see..." She looks from his delicious cock up to his face, giving a small smile. "...Y-Yes. Of course, Master Spellsmith. Use my body until >
Ophelie Vortefaurt: >> we are both satisfied."
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: ([ ] Gentle [ ] Rough [ ] -super- rough? :3)
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (( Perhaps a progression through all three? :3 ))
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: /em presses himself forward - slowly, smearing his precum over her lower lips, less of an attempt to enter her, more and attempt to spread her lower lips , rubbing his shafthead up and down over her lower lips, swaying left and right - no matter how, it looked impossible.  Eventually, he leaned forward, hands moving to caress, spread Ophelie's lower lips wide, giving him a chance to -slowly- work his shaft in, hips wiggling to work his massive shaft slowly, surely, into Ophelie's tiny>>
Belgorian Spellsmith presses himself forward - slowly, smearing his precum over her lower lips, less of an attempt to enter her, more and attempt to spread her lower lips , rubbing his shafthead up and down over her lower lips, swaying left and right - no matter how, it looked impossible.  Eventually, he leaned forward, hands moving to caress, spread Ophelie's lower lips wide, giving him a chance to -slowly- work his shaft in, hips wiggling to work his massive shaft slowly, surely, into Ophelie's tiny>>
Belgorian Spellsmith slit, the very cockhead soon slowly working its way into Ophelie, ilm by ilm barely entering her body, stretching her wide with every movement.
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (k~  Feel free to react however - pleasure, pain, both, just, you know. :3  Oversized shaft forcing it's way into way-too-tiny woman. :) )

Ophelie Vortefaurt breathes heavily as his hefty meat smeared his pre all over her sex, she was already drenched with excitement and the water of the bath but it didn't look like he was making progress. "Y-Yes...I-I was afraid it'd simply b-" As he parts her lower lips as far as they went with his hands, his gargantuan cock very slowly began to make entrance, the tip itself larger than her sex and therefore bulging her around him as he very steadily made entrance. "...t-too...big..." As his hips wiggled and >>
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> ( Right. x3 This is...literally the sexiest thing. x3 ))
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> he began to make gradualy progress into her, her velvet curtains clamped down on the giant invader, ilm by ilm sinking into her as his outline could be seen travelling up her skinny form. Her air seems to have been stolen from her, no noises escaping her, though her mouth hung open as though detached and her eyes bulged on her face. Her entire body shuddered at his invasion, his girth stretching and loosening her muscles as he continued to sink deeper. At last a heavy, deep groan >>
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> managed to escape her. "UGHH...O-OGHH..." Then, suddenly, accompanied by her body trembling and shivering like crazy, her head threw back as she moaned out and panted desperately, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. "O-O-OH, GODS...O-OHH! I-I-IMPOSSIBLE! NGH...NGHH...I-IT'S...SO BIG...AHH!"
Ophelie Vortefaurt did not seem to be in discomfort however, despite the gigantic thing being stuffed into her, her moans and groans being deeply pleasured as she shot a wide open grin to Belgorian. "...A-AMAZING...I-I CAN FEEL IT...S-SO DEEP."
Belgorian Spellsmith watched Ophelie constrict around him with glee, barely able to stretch wide enough to accomidated his girth - and yet, just barely with his head in her tight slit, and already she was moaning, hissing, writhing in... pain, pleasure, he couldn't tell.  He reached out, grinning back when she cried in pleasure, hands moving to grip over her shoulders.  "Mmm... So you want more, hnn~"  And with that he -thrust-, cock forcing itself another six ilms, eight ilms deeper in a single plunge, >>
Belgorian Spellsmith >> grunting -hard- as he violated her, practically slamming Ophelie against the back of the bath, the outline of his cock evident.  Without giving her another moment to recover, he pulled his cock back, thrusting forward, pounding into Ophelie, every thrust ramming against her Cervix, pulling out until the head barely peeked out from her stretched sheath, then plunging back in, comparatively short, yet deep thrusts pounding Ophelie again and again, precum smearing out, mixing with her juces.
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Ophelie Vortefaurt nods frantically to him as he asks. "Y-Yes, Y-YES I WANT MO-" Her voice goes silent as he stuffs a thick eight ilms into her so suddenly, causing her to go limp for a moment as she was pressed back against the tub, shaking and shivering as her orgasm rocked through her. Before she could even speak again he was thrusted into her, churning her insides up and slamming against her cervix, pressing her to another orgasm almost immediately as the only sounds she could manage to make were heavy, >>
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> pleasured whimpers.
Belgorian Spellsmith feels Ophelie shudder around him, her silent orgasm, proud noblewoman whimpering and broken with pleasure around his thick, hard cock.  Again and again he rutted her, fucking her against the frame of the bath, every movement splashing water practically mixed with precum around the bath.  The sensation, the woman begging for more - he couldn't take anymore.  With a -grunt-, he thrust hard, ramming his cock past, tearing through her cervix in a single powerful pound, cock plunging into and >>
Belgorian Spellsmith >>stretching Ophelie's womb, to the point where his cock began to jut out above her bellybutton.  He became relentless - fucking and twisting her womanhood, precum smearing out into the woman's womb, fucking faster, harder, pounding her like a frienzied animal, slamming her into the wall, eager to get every ilm deep he possibly could.  Finally, cock smeared with ther mixed juices, a primal grunt of Ophelie's name, he -came-, thick, blinding hot cum spurting out into Ophelie's womb, >>
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (( Oh my god.~ <3 ))
Belgorian Spellsmith >>spraying again and again, filling her, pressing up into her tubes, flooding her as deeply as possible with gush after gush of white hot spunk, finally leaking weakly around his shaft, spurting out of her body.
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Ophelie Vortefaurt could barely even react to such a catastrophic fucking. She was simply a sleeve for his massive member now, being slammed, pounded and destroyed as that colossal invader crashed through her cervix and mashed up against her womb, stuffing as much as he could into her and bulging her slender form to the shape of his dick. Her body was limp with ecstasy, she has orgasmed several times in a few moments and could barely think anymore. When his gigantic shaft began to explode into her, she >>

Ophelie Vortefaurt >> shuddered thickly, feeling his thick warmth flow through her. "...i-inside..." Was all she could manage to squeak out. "...i-i'll...g-get pregnant..." She didn't have the strength to protest any further, instead lying back, limply against the bath as he spurted more and more inside of her, until his climax came to an end. She couldn't see straight and her body was trembling, so for the time she did nothing.
Belgorian Spellsmith slooowly pulled himself out of Ophelie, almost deflating her stretched body as he finally pulled himself out - cum pouring out of Ophelie's stretched womanhood in a lewd, thick pool, his cock adorned with her juices.  He stepped forward, reaching out with one hand to pet Ophelie's limp head, guiding her to kiss against his cock - slick with thick, potent cum, and her juices smeared over him.  "You're pretty sexy, Lady Vortefaurt~  Excellent work..."
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (Can I be ooc pervy a little? xD)
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (( Sure. x3 ))
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (IDC either way, but female irl? :3)
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (( Mhm. ^^ ))
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (I bet you came, huh~)
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (( Uh-huh. ;3 ))
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (( A few times actually. :x ))
Belgorian Spellsmith: "... but you know, I haven't taken you in -every- way possible just yet."
Ophelie Vortefaurt: "...P-P-P..."
Ophelie Vortefaurt: "...P-Perhaps another night...Master Spellsmith..."
Ophelie Vortefaurt: "...I-I can't...feel my legs."
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Belgorian Spellsmith smiles.  "Alright.  Kiss my member goodnight?"
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (Mmm~ I'm close, but I've been edging, so I haven't cum yet.  What're you wearing? :) )
Ophelie Vortefaurt leans forward weakly to kiss his tip. "...Goodnight, my new best friend." She gives a small laugh, sinking back against the tub.
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> ( Mhm.~ What I always wear to ERP. Nothing. )
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Belgorian Spellsmith lets out a last little spurt of cum in response, member already seeming to impossibly shrink, before Belgorian steps back, then out of the bath.  Even deflated, his shaft is still impressive -nearly reaching a kneecap.
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (Excellent~  If you'll sit in my lap, I know the perfect place to let out my load. :3  *Pats his lap, looking at you with lewd eyes!*)
Belgorian Spellsmith reaches down, pulling out... a vial! from his pocket.  "This should help you recover."
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> ( *I lower my ass down into your lap, your member squeezing between my cheeks.* Like this?~)
Ophelie Vortefaurt: "...Hmm..w-what is it?"
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (*A soft groan, wrapping my hands over your thighs, shifting you into position.*  Mmm, perfect~  *And with a -grunt, I press you down onto my shaft, dry, stretching your rear, forcing my cock into you with a pleased groan!*  Perfect~  Just a little more...!)
Belgorian Spellsmith: Tis a medication to help you... recover.  In Ul'dah, they call it Virgo Anew.
Belgorian Spellsmith: It should... help... with tonight's fun, hnn?
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> ( *I cry out with approval as your cock is stuffed up into my rear, immediately beginning to bounce myself up and down on your lap.* Mhm! T-That's so good, baby! Please, fuck me harder! )
Ophelie Vortefaurt pants heavily. "...I-I should...be going."
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (*Pumps his cock back into you, a hand sliding around your thigh to press into your slit, teasing over your g-spot as you pound yourself onto my ass, grunting as you push me harder, against the edge.  I twist my hips, stretching your brown start, twisting and turning before, with a grunt, I force myself as deep as possible and cum, staining your tight little rump with my seed!*)
You nod to Ophelie Vortefaurt.

Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (I shiver and groan with pleasure as you twist and thrust up into my ass, my bouncing heavy against you as your finger teases over my sensitive spot, causing me to cry out in approval.* A-Amazing! *As your cum spurts up into me, I grind low on the base of your cock, eager to get every last drop.* Mhm, thank you.~ )
Ophelie Vortefaurt gives a small, weak chuckle. "P-Perhaps. I haven't felt this good in years though..."
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (Of course~  And thenk you for indulging my little ooc perviness. xD)
Ophelie Vortefaurt limply climbs out of the tub. "C-Could you pass me a towel?"
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (I wasn't expecting 'superhuge cock' to be quite as hot as it was. :D
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> (( You're welcome. xD It's a personal favourite of mine. :x ))
Belgorian Spellsmith reaches out and takes a towel - only offering it after taking a long, long moment to observe the results of their coupling.
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (It was hot as fuck. xD  And elezen are my favorite too.)
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Ophelie Vortefaurt dries herself off, his seed still drooling out of her sex and down her legs, which shook with pleasure even now. "...T-Thank you. T-That was...certainly a pleasant surprise." She takes a hold of her garments and slides them over her again, still shivering with glee.
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> ( Happy to hear it. ^^ Let me know if you're ever in the mood again. ;3 But now, you should probably sleep or something. xD ))
Belgorian Spellsmith chuckles.  "Of course.  I look forward to the next time we meet, Lady Vortefaurt.  There's still so much that we've yet to do~
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (I'ma save these on pastebin first. >:3
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> ( Haha. xD Private use only, I hope. x3 ))
Ophelie Vortefaurt swipes a hand over hair, moving it out the way of her face. "...I see. Well. I-I can only say I...wait with bated breath to find out what that is."
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (Want a copy? :3)
Belgorian Spellsmith leans over, a gently kiss over Ophelie's kiss.  "May I call you Ophelie?"
Ophelie Vortefaurt >> ( Hehe, I prefer it /live/ so to speak.  x3 )
Ophelie Vortefaurt blushes faintly, an odd gesture after what had just transpired. "...O-Of course."
>> Ophelie Vortefaurt: (Fair enough~)
Belgorian Spellsmith err, kiss over her lips.  "Sweet dreams, Ophelie.  Until we meet anon."
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Ophelie Vortefaurt clears her throat, giving her dress a small brush down as if to make sure she was presentable, although she quite clearly wasn't with how on edge she was now, having just orgasmed so many times. "...T-To you as well, Belgorian."