Ayla's Strong Man
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+A through F › Chrono Trigger
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
7,342
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Ayla's Strong Man
Author's Note: This is the first time I've ever written anything like this so I'm just seeing how it goes. This would be around the middle chapter of the story I have planned.
“I…oh, god…Ayla…” Crono could only groan as her tongue danced slowly around the head of his cock. His arms trembled at his side while her own grasped his ass.
She paused for a moment to look up at him with a sly grin on her face. “Crono like?” she asked, knowing full well the answer. Crono gave a slow nod, still recovering from her work.
He didn’t get to rest for long, as she quickly engulfed the head of his cock back into her mouth and slowly began to bob her head, her tongue greedily tasting all she could.
“Crono taste so good…” she mumbled as she moved her mouth up and down his entire length. A stray hand went between her legs to deal with her growing wetness. As she reached her core, she muffled a moan around Crono and picked up her pace, bobbing her head up and down his cock faster and faster.
“Oh shit, Ayla…I…WHOA!”
Ayla let out a gasp as Crono’s legs gave out and he fell backwards onto the fur pelt they were on. She giggled, then grinned as a wild look grew in her eyes as she stared right into Crono’s, his own quickly widening.
Without warning, she pounced on top of him, pinning his arms above him and moving her face inches from his. Her expression smoothed into an alluring smile and her mouth claimed his, her tongue demanding access inside. Crono responded instantly, opening his mouth to welcome her and moving her arms around her, her grip on them relaxed.
He wrapped them around her, pulling her even closer, both relishing the feel of her soft breasts against his chest. Their tongues dueled for a bit, then Ayla slowly rose up, her body straddling his. “Ayla not done yet.” she whispered. Her arms crossed as she grasped the thin material that she wore as clothing, lifting it over her head and tossing it aside. Crono’s jaw dropped open as her beautiful rack came fully into view. She giggled and cupped her breasts, holding them out to him. “Crono like?” she asked again. His answer was the same, a silent nod, struggling to gain breath.
“Crono happy. Ayla happy too.” She said, moving back down on top of him. “Ayla do special thing for Crono.” she breathed into his ear. She licked at his neck as she reached for his cock, feeling it up and down as her mouth descended his body. When she reached her destination, she made sure he was watching as she slowly lowered her mouth onto his cock again, taking in as much she could. She bathed it in her tongue, getting it as wet as she could.
Crono could only lie back with his eyes closed, wondering if anything could possibly feel any better than this. Ayla suddenly came off his cock and Crono looked up.
That sly grin returned to Ayla’s face as she held her breasts forward and slowly leaned down, enveloping Crono’s cock between them. Crono couldn’t help but return the smile. Could anything possibly feel better? Maybe he was about to find out.
“I…oh, god…Ayla…” Crono could only groan as her tongue danced slowly around the head of his cock. His arms trembled at his side while her own grasped his ass.
She paused for a moment to look up at him with a sly grin on her face. “Crono like?” she asked, knowing full well the answer. Crono gave a slow nod, still recovering from her work.
He didn’t get to rest for long, as she quickly engulfed the head of his cock back into her mouth and slowly began to bob her head, her tongue greedily tasting all she could.
“Crono taste so good…” she mumbled as she moved her mouth up and down his entire length. A stray hand went between her legs to deal with her growing wetness. As she reached her core, she muffled a moan around Crono and picked up her pace, bobbing her head up and down his cock faster and faster.
“Oh shit, Ayla…I…WHOA!”
Ayla let out a gasp as Crono’s legs gave out and he fell backwards onto the fur pelt they were on. She giggled, then grinned as a wild look grew in her eyes as she stared right into Crono’s, his own quickly widening.
Without warning, she pounced on top of him, pinning his arms above him and moving her face inches from his. Her expression smoothed into an alluring smile and her mouth claimed his, her tongue demanding access inside. Crono responded instantly, opening his mouth to welcome her and moving her arms around her, her grip on them relaxed.
He wrapped them around her, pulling her even closer, both relishing the feel of her soft breasts against his chest. Their tongues dueled for a bit, then Ayla slowly rose up, her body straddling his. “Ayla not done yet.” she whispered. Her arms crossed as she grasped the thin material that she wore as clothing, lifting it over her head and tossing it aside. Crono’s jaw dropped open as her beautiful rack came fully into view. She giggled and cupped her breasts, holding them out to him. “Crono like?” she asked again. His answer was the same, a silent nod, struggling to gain breath.
“Crono happy. Ayla happy too.” She said, moving back down on top of him. “Ayla do special thing for Crono.” she breathed into his ear. She licked at his neck as she reached for his cock, feeling it up and down as her mouth descended his body. When she reached her destination, she made sure he was watching as she slowly lowered her mouth onto his cock again, taking in as much she could. She bathed it in her tongue, getting it as wet as she could.
Crono could only lie back with his eyes closed, wondering if anything could possibly feel any better than this. Ayla suddenly came off his cock and Crono looked up.
That sly grin returned to Ayla’s face as she held her breasts forward and slowly leaned down, enveloping Crono’s cock between them. Crono couldn’t help but return the smile. Could anything possibly feel better? Maybe he was about to find out.