18+ Corruption of Champions: Sophie Slave Sex Scenes

(Harpy Sophie Bimbo Slave - Nice Fuck)

You hastily remove your armor and lie back on your blankets, beckoning Sophie forward with your hand. The slutty, sex-hungry bimbo prances up on her tiptoes, supporting herself with flapping wings as her flared hips roll hypnotically, ever closer. In no time, she’s straddling your supine form; dripping sex positioned a foot above. The moisture her puffy, aroused cleft exudes patters off your midsection from time to time, hot droplets that shimmer with the proof of Sophie’s ever-burning arousal for dick. Above, her titanic cleavage casts a gloriously large shadow across you. Each of the heaving globes is capped with a jutting nipple. Her areolae look nearly as hard as your distended, cock, and you lick your lips at the sight of them.

Pointing down at your shaft, you wave Sophie onward. The feathery slut complies immediately, slapping herself down onto your crotch with a wet 'SPLAT' loud enough to be heard from anywhere in camp. You weren’t angled right to penetrate her, either. Instead, her plush pussy-lips parted to either side, and the juicy slit begins a long grind-fest, pressing her clitty down hard on your now lubed shaft, the hard bud dragging up and down with sensuous strokes. Sophie coos, “Ooohh, I’ve like, wanted this forever! Why can’t we do this more?”

Bouncing her hips faster, the big-breasted woman grinds in a frenzied motion, rolling her jiggling ass up and down to give you something to watch - when your eyes aren’t fixated on her ponderous breasts, that is. Her juices grow more and more copious as she rides you, but soon, Sophie reaches the breaking point. She chirps, “Gotta get you inside, sexy,” and drags herself forward. Her hand reaches behind her, grabbing you around the base and adjusting the angle, before then pushing back, burying the shaft deep inside her juicy mound. “Oooh, that’s gonna make momma Sophie cum soooo hard,” she moans.

Sophie leans back groaning, impaled on your member while greedily groping at one of her tits. Her fingers artlessly paw at the immense, soft tit in her hand and brush around its nipple repeatedly. You prop yourself up on one elbow, and with your other arm you reach up to join in Sophie’s fondling of her tremendous tits. They’re so massive and so... plush that they should droop, but they maintain a perfect, tantalizing shape, even when they’re jiggling and bouncing around during a good fuck. Her nipple finds its way into your fingers soon, and you take to rolling the sensitive flesh around in your fingertips, admiring the pebbly texture as Sophie begins to moan like a wanton slut.

“Fuck! Yes! Tug my nipple! You’re making me feel like, so fucking good!” Sophie squeals, tossing her blond hair back. Her eyes roll back slightly as she moves, beginning to bounce faster and faster. Her clingy pussy-lips drag over every sensitive ridge and vein, even your crown before devouring you again in that sumptuous heat once more. You pull on her nipple, earning yourself a squawk of surprised excitement from Sophie. She writhes in your grip, twisting this way and that, pulling harder on her poor abused nipple as her pussy goes wild around you.

You feel her juices drip out over your length and across your middle as she hits climax, one hand holding on to your shoulder for support. Her velvety interior spasms wonderfully, convulsing around your cock in what can only be the throes of orgasm. Sophie folds double, dropping her tits onto your own, as she kisses you passionately, moaning into your mouth. The effects of her potent lip-gloss hit you immediately, fortifying your pleasure into a tsunami wave of excitement, one that’s cresting whether you want it to or not. You cry out into Sophie’s tongue, hips lifting her off the ground, as you cum, hard. Your ejaculate fires out in long, thick ropes of white, painting the harpy’s sodden innards white. With her folds coated in spunk, your spasming cock pours the rest of your lusts into her, emptying your prostate completely. The thorough seeding fills her up completely - her womb is too full of egg for there to be any room for spunk, and it all drips out with each fresh injection. You cum so hard that torrents of spooge wash out of her slit, her womb obstructed by the egg you made with her.

“OOoooooooooohhhhh!” she screams into your mouth, eventually breaking it when her strength goes out and her body sags limply atop you. She kisses the nape of your neck a few times affectionately, slowly moving her hips a few times, squeezing thick dollops of sticky spooge out onto your sweaty bodies.

Sophie slowly drags herself off you, stifling another moan as you exit her still-spasming pussy. “Oooh, thanks for that, bae. I needed that like, sooooo bad.” The bimbo gives you another quick peck on the lips, leaving them tingling. She sashays away dripping your semen from between her thick hips as she goes.

You gather up your inquisitor’s corset, trying to ignore how it sticks to you after that messy fuck.

(Harpy Sophie Bimbo Slave - Rough Fuck)

Before you can decide what, exactly, you’re going to do with your harpy slut, Sophie jiggles her way over to you, the insides of her thighs dripping with every step. You watch as the plump bird wobbles, too aroused and too damn big to walk straight, but eventually she does manage to make it to you. Her pregnancy-imbued middle doesn’t really help, either.

“Like, hey, babe...” she coos, leaning forward and pressing her plushy, oversized breasts against you. Her nipples in particular push hard against your inquisitor’s corset, the harpy completely aroused, and before you can do anything else - she leans in and kisses you, drug-ringed lips smacking desperately against yours again and again.

For a second you lose yourself in it as the drugged cocktail starts to run through you, making your cock start to throb and pulse as it grows hard inside of your inquisitor’s corset, and your arms slowly start to reach up to fondle the drug-laden harpy. She coos and squawks into your kiss as you feel her up, shaking her feathered rump for you as you squeeze it, until finally she pulls off of your drug-tethered kiss as you give the fat thing a light little slap.

“Can we, can we fuck? Can we? Momma Sophie n-needs it so bad...” Her voice jumps and her mind wanders every time you grope her blonde-ringed ass, but she manages to get the question out despite your... enjoyment. You give voice to the fact that you hadn’t exactly told her you wanted to have sex before this, and she pouts for a bit... until your prick pushes against her through your inquisitor’s corset, and she immediately brightens.

“Well, like, you totally want to fuck now, right?” Sophie asks you, her voice hitching into a soft, squawky moan. You mutter under your breath as the harpy turns and saunters away, her fat rump jiggling with each step of her talon-capped legs, and she turns once more to sit down on it, the bulging cheeks apparently making a pretty comfortable cushion.

Sophie looks at you - and the bulge in your inquisitor’s corset - and starts to finger herself as she watches to see what you’ll do, her wet folds easily parting for her randy, exploring fingers.

“So let’s, y’know, let’s fuck, okay? Okay, babe? We can fuck, r-right?” she pleads with you, biting her lower lip. Her fingers are digging farther into her soppy snatch now, and you can tell that either you’re going to fuck her into a coma, or she’s going to do it to herself. And damn it, you are hard now, so it may as well be you.

You strip off your inquisitor’s corset with a grumble, your shaft bouncing as you do, and you make your way over to the gesticulating harpy as she beckons you with her free hand, squawking out little 'yeahs' and 'come heres'. You shove the harpy down, onto her back, and watch with some amusement as her massive chest wobbles and bounces from the impact.

Deciding that no, you don’t want to fuck her just yet, you grab her masturbating hand and her beckoning one and yank them both upward, leaning over the harpy as you pin them above her head. “Yeah!” Sophie cries, feeling your prick rubbing against her crotch. “D-do it! I, I need it so bad!” she croons, jiggling her chest at you. You grope one of her plush breasts with your free hand as you slowly grind your hips against her, rubbing your cock straight against her snatch.

“Not yet,” you casually inform her, smirking wickedly, “you need to be punished first, you skank.” You let go of the harpy’s big breast and take hold of one of her nipples, squeezing it just hard enough to hurt - hard enough for a little pain to mix with the pleasure. “N-no, baby! I like, I need, like-” You interrupt her by squeezing tighter for a moment, making her voice catch as she moans. She’s actually enjoying it!

“You need what?” you ask her, not intending to let her answer as you pinch her massive tits again. She chirps in pain, her teeth gritting together a little as she gets even wetter, and you pause to pinch and roll her nipples back and forth between your fingers. You rub the little bud with your clever digits, watching as the harpy’s eyes water almost as much as her pussy.

“Well?” you ask her. “What do you need?” She opens her mouth as you ready another set of pinches, but then shuts it, letting out a high, chirpy whine from her throat. “Yes, that’s better,” you coo, bringing your hand slowly back down to pat the slut’s sensitive tits. She whimpers from the contact, especially when you press your hand down and rub it back and forth over her nipples, but stays quiet.

“That’s better,” you reaffirm, gripping one of her wobbly tits by the base. You pull up on it, squeezing the oversized melon from bottom to tit as she moans through her closed lips, and you grab ahold of her nipple once more, pinching the reddened nub. That gets a higher-pitched moan out of her as she stares, pleadingly, into your eyes, but in response you merely grind your shaft against her, letting the harpy feel it.

You lean down afterwards, holding one big, floppy tit up, and lock your drug-suffused lips onto it; Sophie lets out a squawk, her lips flying open, but as you look up at her, she shuts her mouth again. It seems you can teach a bimbo new tricks. You start to suckle on her teat, tongue roving over her sensitive areola and nipple, and her body shudders as your free hand mauls her other breast, all gropes, pinches and squeezes as you attack the slutty bird’s oversized cleavage.

Sophie’s hips start to grind against you, just barely strong enough to move the girth of her fat butt with your weight also pinning her down, and as a result the sensations of your prick rubbing against her needy slit only grow stronger. You close your teeth on Sophie’s nipple, watching as she gets a worried look in her eyes for a moment, and then you slowly grind them back and forth, roughly grinding the nub between your teeth.

Her mouth does gape open this time as she lets out a shrill, crying moan, but you let it slide as you kick your stimulation of the bird’s big mammaries into overdrive, licking, sucking, pinching and rubbing as Sophie mewls, squawks and raises her voice into a constant stream of pleasured cries. You’d grin if your mouth wasn’t full of harpy tit, but as it is... you let go, watching as her breast drops back down to bounce against her chest, and smirk at her.

“So then,” you coo, reaching down and grabbing your shaft. You give it a few strokes, enjoying the feeling of your cock between your fingers, and then angle it so the tip is rubbing directly against Sophie’s gushing cunt, the bird herself begging you with her eyes. You let go of her other breast to rub a downy-feathered thigh, and she bites her lip as you chuckle.

“Ready?” you ask her, prodding your tip against her entrance. She opens her mouth to answer - and you shove in all at once, enjoying the way her voice hikes up a couple of octaves as she moans in sheer pleasure. Her soppy cunt squeezes down on your cock, the internal muscles desperately trying to work you, but you give them little room to do so; you instead pull right back out, watching as Sophie’s arms - freed from your grip - reach out to try and tug you back in.

They don’t have to. You spear the harpy open again with your throbbing cock, enjoying the way her wet insides shudder for a moment before they can actually grip down on you, and then pull back once more, settling into a rhythm. “Tell me what you want,” you command her, slowly working your hips into a frenzy.

Sophie eagerly complies, her voice ringing out. “Yes, yes, yes, f-fuck, yes, more! Puh-please! Ye-hes!” she cries, her usually halting language forced into a stream of constant, desperate pleas for you and your cock. You hear a subtle swishing as the feathery fan she calls a tail tries to move back and forth underneath of her, making a tiny dirt angel, and you lean forward once more, really getting into things.

Sophie moves to wrap her arms around you as you lean over her, and you oblige her this once, letting the matron-turned-bimbo pull you against her bouncing, heaving chest. Your face ends up stuffed straight into her cleavage as you pound her, your pillowy breasts bumping against the underside, and you motorboat the harpy’s tits, sucking hard on each orb as you move back and forth between them.

She half-giggles, half-moans from the treatment, but you pull her attention away from it by speeding up your fucking. Your pre spills out inside of her as her walls adapt to your rapid pace, doing a better and better job of squeezing you with each thrust, and the mixed fluids from your sex start to drool out from the bitch’s tight hole, spilling onto the ground.

You wrap your arms around her as the two of you rut together, reaching down, and your hands manage to find their way through the blonde feathers and onto her fat, squishy butt as she tries to hump it against you, her tail smacking lightly against your wrists. You grip her jiggly cheeks in each hand and lift the harpy’s hips against your own, the juices from your sex drooling down onto the thick mounds, and you use the increased leverage to pound the bimbo-slut harder.

Your hips turn into a staccato of smacks and slaps as you help Sophie thrust against your constant pounding, her walls trying their very damnedest to milk your prick of its seed, and her feathery arms run across your back as she lets out another squawky moan - and then her body seizes up.

The bird bitch comes on and around you as her body shudders, her fluids gushing all over your dick and the excess squirting out of her as her insides contract around you, but you don’t stop; instead you pull your head up from her cleavage - as hard as that is to do, with how big the bounding, heavy orbs are - and growl at her. “You came already?” you ask aloud, fucking her harder in a rush to join her.

Your hands tighten their grip on her fat butt as she cries out, “I’m sorry! I’m sorreh! S-sorry! Sorr- sorr- sorrahh-haah! Ahn! Ah!” in an increasingly-broken mantra, the urge to moan quickly overpowering the urge to apologize. You smirk as you tilt your head back down, tired of straining your neck, and decide that you’ll just have to get your orgasm yourself - besides, what’s better than having your big-bootied bimbo girl creaming non-stop around your cock until you cum?

And so, you squeeze hard on Sophie’s butt, locking her hips into place, and rut against her again and again and again, slapping your hips strongly against hers as you hilt inside her hot, wet cunt in search of more pleasure. And pleasure you find; the bird-bitch’s hungry cunt is all too happy to milk your cock for its seed, undulating and moving around it like a living thing.

Pleasure builds up from your prostate to your crotch as you start to get close, and you start to grunt and moan with each movement of your hips as you get close. Sophie picks up on it as well, her eyes lighting up as she drools, and her back-rubbing arms pull you against her.

“Cu-cum, cum! Cum in me! F-fill me up, show me just how much you love, muh, momma Sophie’s c-cunt!” the bird slut begs you, her legs wrapping around your thighs. It doesn’t take much for you to oblige her; you hump and thrust into her heated depths faster and faster as she moans encouragingly, and then finally, with a yell, you bury yourself inside of her.

Your cock surges inside of Sophie’s hot cunt, releasing thick spurts of your spunk inside of her, and the slutty bimbo croons and moans as you paint her insides with it, pleasure rocking through your hips, and she grinds her hips against yours in small circles, thoroughly enjoying getting a nice, hot load inside of her. You grope and rub her butt in return as she hugs you, her legs uncurling from your back, and let out a loud sigh as you start to relax.

Like an afterthought, your neglected drooling cooter is still tingling and shivering after your powerful orgasm, squirting with its own juices; you barely notice it over the orgasm from your male half, but, as you readjust your position, the slickness dripping down your thighs is unmistakable.

Sophie coos and rubs your head, extremely grateful for the (rough, sexy, abusive) fucking, and she tilts your head up to plant a number of bubbly kisses all over your face, seemingly forgetting about the drugged cocktail she has smeared all over them. You’d be worried about having to fuck her some more to get rid of the effect, but you’re so drained that right now you couldn’t fuck her again if you wanted to. Instead you collapse against your slutty harpy milf once more, resting your head on her gravid tummy and smiling to yourself.

(Harpy Sophie Bimbo Slave - Anal)

You instruct your bimbo bitch to bend over and show you that rounded rump that you keep her around for. She leans away from you, her ass high in the air with tail feathers fluffing, and she cluelessly asks, “Ummm, like this, babe? Or this?”

The bimbo bounces her backside back and forth, making her heavy cheeks jiggle a few inches away from you. Winking between them, Sophie’s puckered anal star and juicy, dripping pussy seem to beckon for your pecker, but you just watch for now, enjoying the sight of such a gorgeous ass jiggling and shaking for you. After a moment she asks, “Or did you mean like this?” The harpie flexes her thighs and begins to bounce her ass up and down to a vigorous, butt-shaking rhythm no one but your slut can seem to hear. Your eyes sway up and down, following the glorious, heart-shaped mass on its ballistic trajectory while your cock becomes hard and completely ready to claim that bouncy butt.

Stepping closer, you toss off your inquisitor’s corset and reply, “Yes, just like that.”

Sophie claps her hands and gives a girlish squeal of happiness. “Really? C-can I like, do this a little closer? That cock looks delic... de... yummy!” You slap her ass, grab her tail feathers, and pull the harpy’s winking asshole down onto your pecker. Her voices rises, not in anger, but in delight, and your crown pulses pleasantly in the first few inches of the harpy’s rectum. The bimbo relaxes and sinks down, giggling and asking, “Is-ooh-is my butt, like, good for you? It’s soooo tight, and it’s making my cunny all wet and stuff!”

You squeeze her shuddering rump hard enough to feel her flesh bulging out around your fingers, the soft cheeks nearly subsuming your hands, and then you pull her hard, dragging your pecker the rest of the way inside her, all the way to the hilt. Sophie’s breasts sway underneath her, the pendulous globes occasionally dipping low enough to drag her thumb-sized nipples through the rough dirt. Just like her breasts, her gravid tummy sways a little as well, plush with the weight of the egg you’ve given her. The bimbo moans harder every time it happens and sounds more whorish and lurid with each passing second - a true anal slut. She looks back at you with lust in her eyes and a gleeful grin on her face. Suddenly, one of the ditz’s fingernails is dragging across your taint. It works its way down, crosses the joining of your bodies, and reaches its owner’s pussy, circling the puffy lips until a long strand of girl-goo is dangling down towards the ground.

“So... good. Why didn’t anyone tell me that butt-sex is like, super-duper fun?” The breathless bimbo rocks her ass back and forth, and you let her have her 'fun'. She’s wiggling and squirming, impaled on a cock and loving it. You simply relax and let her go to town, the bimbo’s fingers running through her sodden box in time with the butt-jiggling contortions of her body. Her anus milks your prick like a machine, drawing out thick streamers of pre-cum to make her ass almost as sloppy as her pussy. It’s hard to stand still with her working you so efficiently, and after a few moments of allowing your bimbo to pleasure you with her plump rump, you tire of waiting.

Pushing her away, you unsheath most of your 18 inches from Sophie’s stretched asshole, leaving just your crown to hold the rectal portal open. She whines in disappointment until you lunge forward and stuff her full of dick so suddenly that she squirts dribbles of lube. You grab her hair with one hand and ride her ass hard and fast, each thrust punctuated by happy squeals of submissive pleasure from your airheaded anal toy. Sophie cheers, “Fuck me babe, fuck my ass! Unh, y-yeah like that. Mmmm, yeah, pull my hair and tell me what a bad girl I’ve been!”

Gods, she’s such a naughty little bird bitch! You yank her hair back and lean over her shoulder, whispering, “You like that, you brain-dead bimbo? Look down at all the juices raining from your cunt. Would anyone but a horny slut get off so hard from having her ass reamed? I don’t think so.”

You keep butt-fucking her hard and fast, ignoring the sprinkles of sticky, maternal harpy-juice that splatter on your legs as you fuck her. In between throaty moans and screams, she bellows out “YES!” as loudly as possible, then lapses into quiet, exhausted grunts. Yet, her vagina does not stop its prodigious leaking; if anything it’s dripping and squirting out even heavier flows of submissive girl-spooge. The harpie’s anal ring is convulsing around you, reduced to pointless trembling from the hard fucking you’re giving her. Looking back with lidded eyes, she begs, “C-cum... cum in my ass... it’ll... it’ll feel soo good, babe. Please? Like, gimme your spooge!”

Your insides seem to seize up at Sophie’s request, and you swear you can actually feel the fluid churning a path of warmth through your body. Seed spews from your pecker into your bimbo’s blubbery bottom with an audible gurgle that brings a blush to her cheek. You pull her hair harder and bounce your narrow thighs off her bottom a few times, injecting the rest of your cum inside her while you rut at her now-sloppy anus. Even though your semen is frothing and spurting from between her cheeks with each push, you keep at it. With a few final clenches of pleasure, your dick’s flow of cum trickles down to a dribble. You sigh and muse that you must’ve completely emptied your prostate by now, and you slump back against a rock to watch your jizz flood out of Sophie’s ass. She pushes some inside her pink nether-lips with a triumphant smile, clearly pleased with herself.

Still full of energy, the big-tittied ditz bounces around and catches the cum as it drains from her gaped ass, shoving more and more into her soaked quim. She even licks her fingers once she bores of that and says, “Thanks for making my asshole so creamy! You even left me enough to like, stuff up my twat so I can have an egg! Yay!”

Sophie giggles again, rubbing her already well-filled belly and winking at you, like you’re sharing in some absurd joke. You roll your eyes - bimbos!