With her legs stretched up, resting against the man's upper body, Fischl inspected the dick thrusting through her thighs.
It was long enough that she could wrap her hand around it when it poked through her toned legs, actually letting her jerk it off a bit when his hips were pressed as far against her as possible.
If her legs weren't in the way, and his hips were flush with hers, he'd easily reach past her navel.
Fischl 'caught' the adventurer's dick, grasping it tightly on his next forward thrust, stopping his movements and causing him to groan in confusion.
Her fingers just barely didn't reach around his girth.
He'd do.
Spreading her legs to the side a bit and letting them fall backwards towards herself, Fischl made sure to meet her newest subject's eyes, putting as much gravitas into her voice as she could - she totally wasn't panting from having him rub his dick against her for so long! After all, princesses don't run out of breath unless they were being spread open by something that should be too large for them to take!
That was the only reason she was doing this! To experience the lower-born's experiences and troubles, as well as the novelty of being out of breath for once! She had no other reason whatsoever to be searching for the biggest dick she could find!
"I have deemed thou worthy." Fischl paused for a few breaths, just to let him digest that information, of course, while she started rubbing the tip of his shaft against her opening. "As such, you may go ahead and relieve yourself with the help of my royal self."
"Just fucking say that you want my big dick, Fischl. Nobody'll think less of you because of it." Uncouth as the man was, of course, he wanted her to debase herself!
She'd only do it because she cared for her subjects so much, and wanted to reward him properly by catering to his wants.
...he should also stop smiling! She wasn't blushing! There was no reason to smile!
"Very well, my companion." Fischl bunched up the bedding beneath her butt a bit, lifting it up as her free hand dipped two fingers into her pussy, spreading it for her subject's view, even as she continued teasing it with his crown. "Hah- Please enter my august self's royal opening and expand my insides to fit your delectable size."
"Now that is encouragement." Leaning forward, the man pressed his chest against her legs again, folding her up even further than she'd done herself as he used her help to find his way inside - and once his tip had entered her and her hand had left his length with a last fleeting touch, he rammed forward, forcing himself inside her. Fischl's hand that was still there could feel him stretching her out, causing a small bulge to form along her belly, as he entered her as far as he could.
But not to the hilt, his dick hitting her deepest parts, sending her head reeling and her mouth open for a very unlady-like moan from the sheer force of the impact, while her partner groaned in pleasure and - likely - discomfort, from the tightness of her royal pussy and the fact he hadn't managed to fully fit inside, respectively.
However, all thoughts about the pleasure of being spread to her limits like this - she meant 'experiencing a normal person's troubles', of course - were blown away when he actually pulled back, his next thrust only bringing him as deep as his first had.
Fischl's eyes snapped open - though her moans still sounded out, that was fine, he was a notable specimen after all - and she briefly despaired what to do.
He still had length remaining. He could still fuck her deeper!- she meant, of course, that she wasn't rewarding him properly like this!
But his arms had been placed each side of her shoulders, stopping him from falling forward during his fucking of her, and also trapping her legs between them, making her unable to use them to drag him further inside her.
Neither were her hips in any position to exert the force necessary for bringing him further inside.
So - just to fulfill her duties, of course, and not because his furious rutting was already enough to have her head swimming, making her unable to form coherent thoughts except about how she needed him further inside - she had to resort to un-princesslike behaviour.
Reaching up with the hand that wasn't feeling him bulging out her usually toned belly with each thrust - because that one had to stay in place - she grasped his hair, getting his attention.
"My royal - hah! Fuck!" Her attempt at keeping her composure was wrecked instantly, and as that only seemed to encourage him - but not enough to actually go deeper!
"By the Archons, go deeper!" There! She'd broken character acted like somebody that isn't her royal self! Her partners always loved when she did that, for some reason.
...why was he looking concerned?
"Fischl...fuck you're tight." He grunted, luckily at least not stopping his pace, even as he didn't do what she really wanted - but that also meant she was getting closer and closer to orgasming without his dick fully inside her! Of course, her subject - a slight change in angle had her mental monologue hitch - okay, he was called Tom! Of course, Tom wasn't faring much better, as she could tell by his own heavy breaths. "I don't think I can fit fully."
...she couldn't allow this to end before that. She needed him to go all the way.
"Come on! That's the point -" Fischl dragged herself up a bit by her grip on him, folding herself up even more in the process, and allowing her to get close enough for her breath to play over his ear. "-I want you to push me past my limits. You're loving how you broke my composure, aren't you? Well, you could be entirely breaking me if you'd just shut up and ramm that fucking huge cock inside me!"
Fischl didn't like scooping to such lowly tactics - that didn't mean, however, that she was unaware of how effective they were.
Tom's teeth clenched for a bit, as if he was contemplating it - but soon enough, lust won out.
His hands changed position, grabbing Fischl's stocking-clad feet, folding her up fully by pressing them against her shoulder as he put his weight into it - especially when his thrust did get rougher.
And combined with the new position, he was making progress.
Painstaking progress, with each little bit that her insides were being stretched further and further nearly bringing Fischl over the peak, only held back by her willpower as their moans and groans sounded out ever more often and ever louder.
Until finally, finally his hips impacted her own with a 'clap' of flesh on flesh, distenting her belly past her navel, letting her hand feel how the thick cock inside her was deforming her past what limits she should have had.
And like that, the two came, Fischl clenching around him in the best orgasm she had so far, milking his dick and pressing it against her cervix while he filled her deepest insides with his seed.
As her consciousness slowly faded from the pleasure, Fischl contemplated if she couldn't find a way for a dick to fill those deepest insides, instead of just sperm.
But that was a trial for another day.
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