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Suikoden V - Alpha Prince

By: Fire37
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Killing Time

Oulan kicked the door to her room open and stepped in careful to keep the girls from hitting the sides.
Though her room wasn’t particularly large there was just enough room for her to work through some of her katas if she didn’t feel like being ogled by the soldiers in the dojo. Not that that wasn’t fun some times…she wouldn’t have chosen such a revealing and enticing outfit otherwise.

Striding across the bare stones of her floor she knelt next to her bed and carefully laid them down next to each other. Standing back and gazing down at them she smirked, this wasn’t the first time she’d entertained two lovely women in bed. Not this bed…however, she thought with a frown, castle’s full of prudes…

As Oulan appreciated their sleeping forms, she suddenly realized she recognized the pretty brunette. It was Lord Riou’s teleporting sorceress! Her crazy teleportation accidents were well known and that probably explained how she’d ended up in the street with…

Oulan’s thought halted as her gaze took in the silver haired one from this angle. The jaw line was slightly masculine… Her eyes flicked downward and took in a noticeable lack of breasts and a very noticeable bulge in the dress further down. It was a boy!

Reaching down, she casually flipped up the hem of the boy’s dress revealing his loins wrapped in bandages that did little to hide the unmistakable shape of his penis.

Damn!

She reached out a hand spread-fingered over his package. When neither the edge of her hand closest to her body nor the same fingertips reaching toward the base of his manhood could reach the other side, she slid her palm’s edge down toward his right hip, then wrist-up curled her fingertips over to reach the other hip.

He was hung….running her hands along the soft yet firm mass she guessed him to be almost nine inches!

What must he be like hard?

Oulan had an urge to uncover it but she’d already taken more advantage of the situation than she should have. Besides…She’d have to lift him up to uncover him and that might wake….Actually, no it wouldn’t as certainly the jostling on the way over would have waken him…Maybe she could…

Bah! What was she thinking? She needed to find out what was wrong with them. Heading over to the infirmary should be next on her agenda though the doctors and healers had their hands full with all of the wounded.

Deciding to make sure they didn’t have any wounds, Oulan spent an enjoyable few minutes exploring their bodies. She appreciated the boy’s muscular frame, not bulky but hard and ridged in all the right places. He had the body of a warrior…a martial artist like herself she imagined. Turning to Viki she gently stroked the pretty sorceress as she’d wanted to do for some time.

Hmm….they weren’t hurt…just seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Well, she’d let them then. They’d wake when they were ready and if not, then she’d go get Doctor Juan.

Oulan glanced down at her fat erect nipples sticking out of her skin tight maroon body suit. Damn…touching that big slab of meat between his legs had gotten her a little worked up. She’d burn it off with some exercise…


Faroush woke for the second time in a strange place. He looked around.

He was in a bed and Viki lay next to him asleep. They were in a room with stone walls, sparsely furnished. His eyes were instantly drawn to a woman moving gracefully in the center of the room. He didn’t recognize the style but she was throwing punches and kicks in a smooth manner that spoke of years of training.

She was a beautiful woman even more beautiful by the obvious strength of her toned and muscular body more displayed than concealed by her clothing. Her grey vest clung tightly and its matching skirt swung around one hip leaving one powerfully built leg bare. He watched as the long skirt flipped and whirled with her swift movements. Only thin strips of cloth attached the skirt to her vest revealing her tight loins and firm meaty buttocks covered in only her skintight suit.

The sleeping dragon stirred as he watched her big round breasts bounce with her movements. He grimaced. His improvised wrappings weren’t going to last long…

Deciding they weren’t in any danger his thoughts turned to what the runes had happened…

Obviously, they’d teleported despite Viki having exhausted her powers. What- what had happened with his rune? That presence in his mind…the malice…the hatred… It had borne down upon him…The pain had been excruciating as it felt like his soul was being torn apart. Then it had faded…only he’d felt it strike at Viki…

Viki!

Leaning over her he gently shook her shoulder. She didn’t respond though he could feel her breath against his cheek.


Oulan watched the boy even as she continued her katas, her body flying through the practiced movements with ease and she hardly needed to consciously pay attention. She saw a look of fear on his face as he tried to wake Viki. After a moment, he leaned down and pressed his lips to the girl’s briefly. He sat back apparently content for the moment that she’d be alright. His eyes fell upon Oulan…cool blue eyes. He really was beautiful...

And damn…

“Is that a sword in your dress or are you just happy to see me?” she asked with a smirk as turned to him and crossed her arms underneath her chest causing her already bulging breasts to press out further.

He chuckled as he glanced down at his prick which had escaped its bandage prison and now obscenely tented his dress. Well…it certainly was proving useful in diffusing potentially hostile situations.

“What do you think?” He asked as he turned and swung his legs on to the floor, his eyes roaming up and down the woman’s body. Her eyes widened and her lips parted. Glancing down he realized his movement had caused his member to escape the dress and now lifted the hem as it stretched for the ceiling.

Damn….DAMN! He was hung and he was hung spectacularly, thought Oulan as her eyes ranged up and down his massive python. It was flared and wide and ridged and perfect, the thick length extending towards a fat dusky pink and circumcised head whose slit was like an apostrophe.

And the boy looked to be 15 or 16 at the most! And he was so slender and almost feminine in his beauty that that oh so masculine tool of his almost looked comically out of place.

Damn….she hadn’t thought they even come that big….Oh she’d heard some rumors about Lord Riou’s piece but she’d thought that was just the exaggerated yammerings of inexperienced little maidens.

“Hey! My face is up here.” Said Faroush with mock outrage. He knew the look he was getting from the woman. It was the one he usually got right before he was pounced upon. Unfortunately, however much he really wanted to intimately get to know this beauty there were other issues that needed to be attended to first.

The red haired woman threw back her head and laughed uproariously. Faroush paid special attention to the jiggling this caused in her very substantial bosom. Images flashed in his mind of titty fucking those jugs hard and he mentally shook his head. He really had a thing for big boobs….his mother’s fault of course…

Relaxing some what she responded, “Heh…usually I’m the one saying that. Although you have to cut me some slack.” She pointed to her breasts with her thumbs, “Racks like this may not exactly be common but a kid with a monster cock is a once in a life time kind of an event.” She licked her lips.

Oh no! Licking her lips…He needed to get this conversation off his endowment fast. He’d like to cover himself but this little dress wasn’t gonna cut it. “Indeed. My name’s Faroush and this is-”

“Viki, I know. I’m Oulan I hadn’t realized the girl had a boyfriend but seeing you I can tell why she kept you hidden away. I know I’d never let you leave the bed.” Her eyes flashed with naughty intent.

Faroush’s cock twitched in response which wasn’t missed by Oulan. Oh runes…

“Wait…I’m not…How…how do you know Viki?” stammered the Prince.

“She’s Lord Riou’s sorceress. Stands around in front of her mirror all the time teleporting people and things this way and that. Kind of hard not to miss. And you’re not her boyfriend, hmmm? That’s good…”she purred at him.

Lord Riou’s sorceress? What the-? The combination of being thrown into a completely new situation, this new confusing info, and Oulan’s advances was causing quite a bit of consternation in Faroush. He needed to think…he needed more info…

“Where are we?” he asked finally.

“Genkaku Castle.”

“And where’s that?”

“North west of South Window.” Seeing his look of incomprehension she continued, “In the City States of Jowston. So I guess that means Viki accidentally brought you here Finding hot young studs and bringing them back here…now that’s the proper use of a teleporting sorceress! Where are you from?”

“Falena.” He replied absently. Jowston! That was even further away from home! Bloody runes… this meant he was probably going to have to wait even longer for Viki to recharge.

Well, there was nothing for it. He had to wait until she awoke anyway so he might as well pass the time enjoyably.

“Falena, huh? So it is true…” said Oulan her gaze never really leaving his cock for any real amount of time.

“What’s true?” he asked.

“Oh they say that Falenan men are well endowed…” replied Oulan her hands running up and down the sides of her muscular thighs.

Faroush stood up well aware of her watching his cock bounce wildly in response, “And what else do…they say about Falenans?” He took a slow step towards her and smirked as he noticed a dark spot staining the crotch of her maroon body suit.

Oulan felt her pussy twinge as he stepped towards her that huge cock thrusting straight for her as if it promised to fuck her and there was nothing she could do about it. Not that she wanted to….she’d wanted that thing inside her the moment she’d laid eyes on it. Her whole body had shivered in excitement as his manner had suddenly changed from hesitantly trying to change the subject to now actively working for it. His eyes…so confident for one so young…He knew he was going to fuck her and that she would let him.

Her voice quivered as those searing eyes bore into hers, “Um..they-uh…the men serve the women… they um…know how to pleasure..hundreds of ways..” She was having trouble concentrating as he slowly walked up to her. He stopped with a foot between them and she gasped as she felt the apple-like head of his cock press into her abs.

She stared at it, “Um…don’t you think…you should um…put that thing away?” She curved her lips, letting him know her true meaning.

“Of course” he said simply as he suddenly stepped forward.

Oh fuck! His movement forced his cock to slide upwards and she watched open mouthed as it seemed to snake up towards her face getting bigger with every second before it stopped between her breasts. He was pressed against her now and then she felt his finger flicker upon her cunt.

Faroush pulled aside her body suit revealing her weeping pussy lips already open invitingly. Bending at the knees he lowered his cock till the head was at her nether lips. Looking up at her he said, “Is this where you wanted me to put it?”

Oulan nodded and moaned, moving her hips to capture the wide head. She shouted as he suddenly thrust upwards and his entire length slammed inside of her. Everything went white for a moment as pleasure and pain exploded.

Faroush’s instinct had proven right. Oulan had a big pussy that fit his cock just right. He inwardly grinned as he contemplated the new heights of pleasure he was going to induce in this woman. No cock before his could ever have hoped to properly stimulate the sopping hole between Oulan’s legs.

After a moment of savoring the feel of warm wet pussy muscles squeezing around him reflexively, he reached around and slapped her firm ass cheeks. “Up, baby.”

Oulan could barely think from the intense pleasure of having this massive cock just sitting inside her but she managed to do as she was told. She grabbed his shoulders and hopped, wrapping her legs about him.

She was heavy…but he persevered and walked her over to the nearest wall. Pressing her against it, he pulled his cock out of her until just the tip remained and then he slammed it back in.

Oulan was panting, and matching the movement of his hips with her own. Faroush gradually increased both his speed and his force. He found a rhythm where he could easily plateau, and he pistoned into her as steadily as a machine. Oulan was going wild, panting and groaning and erupting in other unintelligible sounds.

Her hips mirrored his for a time, but then he could feel her pussy spasm and she began to lose control of her body. She was on the brink of coming. Her upper body suddenly collapsed onto him and then he felt her pussy tighten around his shaft. She came, and then came again, screaming his name, urging him not to stop. But he was far from through. Maybe she had thought that this pace was the maximum but it wasn’t and he fucked her with renewed vigor sending her into ever higher screaming frenzies.

He stopped for a moment buried to the hilt so that he could roughly tear down her top revealing her heaving breasts which he pressed his face to as he resumed his thrusts.

After five minutes and another shuddering orgasm for Oulan, he stepped back sliding his cock out of her even as her pussy lips grasped him as if her cunt couldn’t bear to let him go.

She panted against the wall saying, “More…more….please…”

He grinned. He loved this. He’d only just met this powerful beautiful woman and now he had her going crazy with lust for him.

He gestured to the bed, “Over there….on your hands and knees…on top of her…I want your fat tits in her face…maybe that’ll wake her up.”

Oulan nodded vigorously and staggered in that direction her legs quivering.

Faroush slapped her ass, “And get your clothes off.”

She hurriedly struggled out of her vest and skirt before peeling off her body suit. She fell upon the bed, her elbows to either side of Viki’s arms and her knees around the girl’s hips. She thrust out her ass and dragged her hanging tits across Viki’s chest before bouncing them against her chin as she looked back over her shoulder sending a smoking look Faroush’s way.

He joined her on the bed and entered her from behind this time, doggy-style, squeezing and kneading her big hanging boobs while he pumped at her furiously. Oulan’s strong thighs began to quiver just before she came, then she arched her back so that he drove even deeper into her, practically impaling her pussy with his miracle tool. She came three or perhaps four times, then collapsed flat upon Viki’s sleeping form before he was through.

He lay on top of her, his belly molding itself to the roundness of her buttocks, and just kept pumping from this new angle. She felt tighter like this, the cum-drenched walls of her vagina squeezing him hard with every pass. She panted and panted for him to keep going, then she fell silent. He thought for a few seconds that she had fainted, but then she let out a piercing scream as her body was wracked with another series of powerful orgasms.

"Ooooohhhh Faroush!!!!!", she screamed, as he increased the speed of his thrusts still further. "FAROUSH!!! FAROUSH!!! OOOOOHHHHH FAROUUUSHH..."Faster... More..."OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!!," boomed her voice. She sounded as though she was in some kind of delirium. The Prince kept up his pace and then kicked in the afterburners just before he felt his own climax approaching

Pulling out he sat back on his heels grasping his cock trying to hold it back as he called out, “I’m cumming…I’m CUMing…Oulan… your mouth over here..”

She had turned roughly jostling Viki as soon as he’d pulled out, sensing his impending orgasm so she wrapped her lips around his wide flared head just in time as his hot cum began to blast forth.

Faroush’s were in her hair as he bucked his hips riding out his own orgasm as his cock fired over and over into her mouth. As his last spurts expended themselves, he couldn’t help but be impressed as the buxom woman had swallowed his entire load without spilling a drop.

After a moment, Oulan let his softening prick drop and she sat back on the bed with a sigh. “How long has it been since you had sex, Faroush? You had more jizz in you than a dragon!"

She didn’t give him a chance to respond as she felt aftershocks jolt her body. “Oh runes… I never knew that sex could be like this."

He merely smiled and ran his hand softly along her washboard stomach.

"You're... incredible." She murmured as her eyes found the nine inches of his flaccid shaft.

"So are you, Oulan."

"I've never come so many times before. I didn't know that I could." Her exhausted body caused her eyes to flutter and she whispered, “"So many times..."

She drifted off to sleep.

Faroush watched her. It was an incredible good feeling to fuck a woman so good she passed out.
Turning to Viki, he was amazed to see her still sleeping. How the hell had she slept through that. He noticed she had a contented smile upon her face. That was new…


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