Joffrey kissed her again, deeply, passionately, with a sense of urgency; as if the only thing that mattered now was proving his "love" for her. He pushed her back with the force of his plundering kiss, both their legs dangling off the edge of the bed as they lay on the soft bedding.
He turned towards her, pressed her body down by the side, and looked down at her innocent-looking oval face. Her neck was long and seductive, just like the day he took her first. He pecked on her cheeks again, raising goosebumps of joy and excitement all over her body.
"I longed for this… to feel you in my arms," Joffrey declared and breathed into her ear. "Do you hate me, my love?"
"N-No. I can never."
I know that, girl.
"Forgive me, I couldn't give you what you desired. I couldn't exchange vows with you first." Joffrey let out a sorrowful voice. "I…"
"Shhh…" Sansa whispered suddenly and moved her face towards him. She stared into his blue eyes and searched for his desire. There was plenty to see. "Do you still love me?"
"I never stopped, Sansa…"
With that, Joffrey lowered his face and kissed her again. This time he took things further and swiftly removed his tunic and shirt, eagerly getting naked above his waist. He kept kissing her face, lips, and neck as his greedy hands fondled her larger, moldable swells over her gown. He tasted every part of her body before going for the main course, pressing down on her from above, legs parted.
Sansa panted heavily as she hugged his head with heated love. She couldn't wait for it. Finally, after such a long wait, she could feel his warmth once again.
She raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist, feeling a little annoyed that her gown was holding her back from touching him intimately. She wiggled her hips round and round; pushing up and grinding her smoldering core on his erect flesh as he held her under his frame.
"T-Take me… please," Sansa murmured that bordered a whimper. "I want you… to feel me… my love."
Joffrey smirked inside and removed his breeches and smallclothes, leaving his cock bare and erect. "As do I, my love."
He stood up near the edge of the bed, between her dangling legs. He then pushed up Sansa's gown from her sensual long legs and bunched it around her waist. He passionately started kissing her soft, pulpy, and hot thighs while his hands glided up her satiny white skin.
Taking in all the aroused sounds her panting breaths allowed, Joffrey slowly pulled off her smallclothes, letting his rough fingers trail down her curving hips, smooth thighs, and slender feet.
Finally, he sensed the familiar scent of her salivating petals. In that bright daylight-lit room, he found the perfect sight of her pale rosy flower. Although it changed shape after birth, it remained a sight to behold. The lips were welcoming and glistening, aching to receive him with quivering twitches.
Joffrey kissed her thighs, left and right, giving them ample attention, and then moved further up towards her juicy, bald pussy. He licked her swollen little bundle of nerves with a flick of his tongue, listening to that lewd little sound she always made.
"Oh… Joff…"
Joffrey could feel her legs trying to squirm in his grip as she moaned his name. The excitement in his own loins grew strong, his straining erection twitching anxiously.
As his face neared the portal of pleasure, he slowly licked her gleaming petals, wiggling his boneless tongue up and down her slit, causing her to shudder uncontrollably. With a rough, nimble finger, he parted her fleshy veil, and penetrated her core, while his slithering tongue danced around her sensitive clit.
Sansa's body trembled in reckless abandon, engulfed by the erotic thoughts that swirled in her mind. The moistness in her cunt grew wild, flooding over Joffrey's finger in warm desire.
"Ohh… oh Joff… P-please, no more. I want to feel you.. in me… Ah! T-that loving… part of you."
"I want to feel you too, my Sansa… I longed to feel you so much." Joffrey declared and stood back up.
Joffrey raised her legs straight up and wide, spreading them with both his hands on her ankles. At the same time, he pressed his straining swollen head on her entrance. He pressed in gently at first, parting her lower lips, and watched it sink inside. The warmth of her pink furnace gradually engulfed his cockhead.
But he felt she was tight again, held back by friction, or perhaps due to the lack of his attention. He pulled back and moved with small thrusts, slowly making his way inside her sweltering hot, tight depth as her slippery nectar covered his length.
It felt like bedding a virgin again.
Sansa whimpered continuously, her sensitive core constantly being toyed with. In and out, they slid along his thrusting length, pouting and suckling around his sizable girth that wasn't even fully in yet. The agonizing bliss danced in her mind, teasing her with the promise of his cock striking that deepest part of her core.
Finally, Joffrey pressed her legs straight up against his chest, hugging her thighs tightly. He started plunging while leaning forward on her legs, folding her, and pressing her back into the soft bed.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!" Sansa cried out in ecstasy with each thrust, her sweet spot finally nudged to ecstasy.
Because the bed was too cushiony, her body reacted to his thrusts by squeezing and jumping back into him, forming a symphony of wet squelches and claps of their flesh. Her cries of sheer pleasure echoed through the room like a siren.
Joffrey started fucking her hilt deep each time, pressing his body harder onto her. He felt her cervix clash with his cock, her moans intensified with each heavy plunge. He put all his weight into it, even tilting forward on his toes, drilling down into her from his tall height.
Then, he spread her legs wide, his cock still slamming into her core, and got down on her body entirely, vanishing her under his muscular torso. His cock throbbed at the sudden change in tightness, moving her legs mid-thrust gave him an entirely different but equally exhilarating grip around his iron-hard manhood.
It felt tighter around his base, milking him thoroughly. He made her lock her legs around his waist, freeing his hands to explore the submissive soft body he had missed.
Joffrey kissed her lips with hunger while he kept ramming deep into her cunt, stifling her loud moans with his tongue. He had felt her flooding juices drown his cock twice already, and as her third one came, he felt close too.
He groaned into her lips as she did too, wrapping his arms around her back to go as deep as he possibly could.
"Ummmh… This time…" Joffrey panted hard into her glistening neck, but he wanted to say it. "N-No… No tea… no more…"
At that implication, and seeing his words as a declaration of his love and possessiveness, Sansa locked her legs tighter and pulled him in deeper. Her moans intensified, bordering on pain as his cock pressed against her cervix more than she was used to. It felt rough, insane, and primal, but she loved it all.
She was scared all this time, but with each of his thrusts, she forgot her worries. Every loud moan was a surrender, every cry was full of blissful love.
"Aaargh… let's have another… child…" Joffrey declared as his final thrust went deep into her sore petals. The ticklish tingle in his balls grew into a massive wave of pleasure, washing over his entire being. His blood rushed towards his loins, sending out a heavy burst of creamy, sticky batter that filled her to the brim.
"Yessss! Yesss, please… bless me with another!" Sansa was also overwhelmed by ecstasy, plunging head-first into cloud nine. Her body stiffened up entirely as her nectar gushed out, showering him with her molten love juice.
Then, after a few moments of clenching climax, she lost her strength and weakly lay there, breathless, spread and pressed under him.
Joffrey fell face-first onto her covered breasts and kissed her everywhere he could reach. His cock was calming down, but still deep inside the concoction of her pussy juices and his seeds.
"I-I love you… Joffrey."
Joffrey struggled for breath and hugged her frame underneath him. "Likewise, Sansa… I… I'll make you happy again… more and more…"
"I am already the happiest woman…"
Then let me make you even happier.
"I… I remembered something. Catelyn will soon be coming over."
And I'll finally be closer than ever to my dream. All three Stark women at the same time.
Joffrey couldn't help but look forward to that faithful, oncoming night. The mere thought made his cock swell and flex inside Sansa's warm cunt.
Ah, am I evil?
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