Last of The Fae

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Both of Thane's hands came down, and he grabbed the back of Rita's skull as he stood up from his throne. The reporter's eyes widened as she felt the vice-like grip on her head, keeping her locked in place as Thane's hips thrust forward. 

Rita's hands shot out, bracing against Thane's thighs, trying to push him away, but he wouldn't be denied. Rita gagged as she felt Thane's fat cock slide down her throat, blocking her airway with spit and his meat. 

Panic set in as Rita tried and failed to take in a breath. She was reduced to a series of muffled grunts and moans as she tapped Thane's thighs while looking up at him with tearful eyes pleading for mercy. 

But Thane had no intention of stopping. The feeling of Rita's convulsing throat and tongue was heavenly as her spit spilled out her stretched mouth and dribbled down his balls which were bulging with cum. 

Meeting Rita's pleading gaze, Thane smiled, "I thought you learned earlier not to underestimate me?" 

Rita tried to reply, but it only came out as a series of wet gurgles that sent tingling waves of vibrations up and down Thane's cock buried deep in Rita's mouth, "Mh...that's it...fuck. You better learn how to breathe through your nose because I'm not pulling out until I cum down your throat." 

Rita gagged, but eventually, Thane heard her breathe through her nose and felt her exhale on his thigh. Now confident she wouldn't pass out on him, Thane started to move his hips, thrusting in and out of Rita's mouth, sliding his cock across her swollen spit-covered lips and tongue. 

Thane started slow, enjoying the sight of his fat massive cock slowly sliding out from Rita's mouth as her lips stretched before shoving himself back in with a single thrust. To her credit, Rita adapted fairly quickly by submitting to Thane's selfish desires, opening her throat while stroking the underside of his shaft with her tongue. 

Before long, the front of Rita's dress and tits were drenched in fluids, a mixture of Thane's pre-cum and Rita's spit. The once prim and proper reported was now on her knees with mascara running down her face, and her lips stretched around a cock like a two-dollar hooker. And she loved every moment of it. 

Maybe it was the lack of oxygen going to her brain, but Rita's body felt tingly in the best way possible, enhancing everything she felt. Every time Thane's cock hit the back of her throat before sliding into her esophagus, Rita's eyes fluttered with pleasure. The smell and taste of him clogged her throat to the point it almost suffocated her with its potency. It was domineering and overpowering, two words that described the man currently grabbing the base of her skull. It was that same power and effortless domination that had initially attracted Rita. 

Reaching down between her legs, Rita wasn't surprised to find the soaping messing that was her underwear, and she didn't waste any time slipping two of her fingers into her folds. 

Watching Rita masturbate as he used her was the last straw for Thane, and he felt his balls tighten and throb with his impending release. Grabbing Rita's head Thane pulled her down onto his cock as he thrusts his hips forward, burying her nose in his pubic hair. 

"Fucking taking it!" Thane grunted as his cock throbbed with his first spurt of batter. 

Rita's eyes widened as the hot, piping liquid poured directly into her stomach in a seemingly unending stream. Making Rita wonder if the sheer volume would balloon her stomach. Fortunately, Thane eventually pulled his cock out of Rita's throat, filling her mouth next and letting her taste his white essence. 

As Thane's cum coated her tongue, Rita's entire flushed with heat, and her already soaking pussy squirted, covering the floor in her nectar. The taste wasn't like anything Rita had experienced before. It was musky, pungent, and sweet, a combination that Rita couldn't get enough of as she swirled the vicious fluid around in her mouth, savoring it before swallowing. But there was too much, and even when Rita tried her best, her cheeks quickly ballooned like a hamster's. 

With a pop, Thane pulled his cock out of Rita's mouth and watched a waterfall of his cum spill out of her mouth onto her breast and dress as he continued to finish on her face and hair, covering her in thick white ropes. 

Eventually, Thane's cock flagged, and the only sound in the room were his ragged breaths and Rita's soft moans as she swallowed the last of Thane's cum. 

Pulling her fingers out of her soaking snatch, Rita let out a steamy sigh as she stared at the dew stretched between her fingers. Her eyes then darted back to Thane's white-stained cock, still bigger than any she had before despite not even being at full mast. Sucking his cock alone had made Rita cum harder than any of her previous partners, 'I need it.' 

A hunger ignited in Rita's eyes as she stood up and met Thane's gaze, "I want you to fuck me." 

Thane blinked and raised a single eyebrow, "You want me to what?" 

Reaching down, Rita grabbed the hem of her cum-stained dress before pulling it up and over her head before throwing it to the side, revealing her naked figure in all of its glorious curves, "I want you to ruin me, fuck me until I pass out and don't stop until my pussy is drooling with your cum." 

While Thane didn't reply, his cock did, quickly swelling to full mast and slapping against his stomach. For a long moment, Thane only stared at Rita, watching her breast heave with each breath and the delightful way her panties dung into her hips and ass. 

She offered him everything and anything Thane could use her until she broke and even more after that, which is why it was all the more painful that he had to refuse. 

Walking forward, Thane stood in front of Rit, a looming over her as he reached out and placed a hand on her hip before running it up and down her hourglass figure and the curve of her ass squeezing and playing with her fleshing making Rita whimper as her legs trembled and squeezed together. 

Thane then leaned down as he whispered in Rita's ear, "Does it look like I care for your wants and needs?" 

Rita paused as Thane's harsh voice grazed past her ears, but before she could respond, his hand slipped into her panties, running his fingers along the outer lips of her slit. Rita bit her lip hard, stifling a moan as she reached out, bracing herself against Thane as her legs threatened to give out. 

"You demand me to ruin you, but you have yet to learn that the only desires that matter between us are mine," Thane spoke coldly with a detached tone, contrasting the delicate and passionate caress of his fingers as they traced the opening of Rita's pussy which soon wept with even more of her nectar. 

"I will take you when I see fit; until then, every night, you'll moan my name in bed, hoping that I'll eventually answer your desperate pleas and give you the release you so desire." Thane scowled as he slipped his thick, calloused fingers inside Rita, who gasped as her entire body stiffened and her eyes glazed over, "You're mine, Mrs. Skeeter, for now and for all eternity."