Just Peachy (Closed for Jadeknight)

She heard the ripping of her dress as he further disrobed her with his claw, exposing all but a little of her. What remained of the dress was now bunched up around her ankles, keeping them together. "Mmm... no, please don't...ah!" Peach didn't sound very convincing with how she would moan and move her hips from the pleasurable caress of his warm mouth.

When his claws finally found her underwear and all it concealed, she felt him moving over her as though his touch were a mere whisper. The pulsing of each of the points of pleasure gave his gesture a boost and she tried to squirm away from his hand, trying to deny what she felt.
 
He growled as he nipped gently on her nipples for a moment. He tugged gently on her nipple between his teeth before releasing it. His tongue started out to lick downward over her pale skin, licking back and forth. His hand continued to knead and massage her breast.

His other hand pressed against her clothed pussy as she squirmed, rubbing up and down. He done pulled the crotch aside as he trails his tongue downward, flicking and curling around her pulsating clit.
 
Peach's hands slipped from caressing his face to gently holding his shoulders as he nipped at her rosebuds. His hot breath radiated over her sensitive nubs and his sharp teeth threatened to pierce her, though she knew they never would.

The pleasure in her body started to build up, the energies from both ports swirling and mixing as his tongue slowly trailed lower and lower on her body. She could feel him teasing her against her wet panties and squirm as she might, she couldn't evade his persistent hand. He seemed to settle in between her open legs and before she could look down, she felt the open air on her pussy before his tongue decided to send her to new heights.

The princess started moaning uncontrollably, almost thrashing beneath him as the feeling of his mouth and tongue were far too much for her. Her body suddenly shuddered and her back arched, her hips bucking as it finally built up to an ungodly climax. "Ragnar, don't- ooooh!" It was the most intense thing she had felt in her life and she didn't know what in the world had happened. Something welled up inside of her and her pussy squirted from the spasming of her inner muscles.

She was absolutely mortified that she had done something so lewd; she tried with renewed strength to pull herself backward out of his grasp.
 
He grinned as she orgasmed for him, squirting on his face. He mmed for a moment, licking off her juices.

“Delicious...”

He grinned as he felt her start to squirm as she tried to get away. He reached down with both hands, holding her legs apart while also holding her in place. His lips latched onto her clit, suckling and rolling it between his lips. After a few moments he released her clit. His tongue licked down over her wet folds before gently working into her virgin cunt as his lips kissed her soft folds.
 
Peach breathed hard as she tried to rest, the pulses of pleasure having been given no commands to stop. There would be no pause for her, though, as he was soon back upon her with his ravenous mouth. The feeling of him sucking directly on her clit was intense, and Peach responded by whimpering helplessly, gasping every now and then and gripping a handful of the flowers on either side.

It was not long before she felt his tongue slithering its way into a place where no man had been before. "Ah! Not inside! please... too much!" She lifted her legs a bit so that each of them were curled slightly inward over his shoulders. Peach meant to push him off with her feet, but she had overshot. Her arms tried to lift her up behind herself on her forearms, but she only managed to lift her body a bit, his mouth still firmly planted against her petals, his tongue diving for nectar.
 
His eyes looked towards her to watch her reaction. He found her taste to be exquisite, something to be enjoyed. His tongue stroked along her inner walls, exploring carefully. He found her g-spot easily enough. He used part of his tongue to stroke against it as the rest of his tongue delved much deeper into her wanton little body.
 
"God..." she had been panting as his tongue crept further, but when he brushed against her G-spot, her hips thrust upward and moved side-to-side as well, her body now in an almost bridge position. Of course his mouth followed, his red eyes watching her intently as he kept control of her hips.. Her eyes met his, her expression a little fearful but mostly desperate. Flushed with lust, her cheeks were a bright shade of pink.

He went even deeper and her head lolled back, her breasts pushed upward as she made noises of ecstasy. If only Bowsette could see her in the garden. Peach imagined she would say some smug remark about how the princess wasn't so chaste after all.
 
He was surprised a little as she lifted her hips into the air. He couldn’t tell if she was trying to get away or get closer to him. Either way, he wasn’t going to let her go. His red eyes did show some compassion to her, to comfort her a little.

His tongue pulled back from exploration to concentrate on her g-spot. He wanted her prepared to take him, making sure was well lubricated. After focusing on her sweet spot, his tongue slid further into her. His growling grew louder, flowing into her via his mouth contact to add to the waves of pleasure going through her. His tongue presses against the entrance to her womb before plunging into her unprotected womb.
 
His renewed effort on her G-spot caused her an enormous amount of pleasure, her hips rebelling against him as she thought she might pass out if he kept going. Her juices flowed freely as her body wanted to make things easier for what it assumed was a cock inside her, though it was very much not as thin and agile as it was. A high-pitched cry came from Peach as she came once more, her eyes watering and her body twitching from the overload.

She then felt pressure from his long tongue at the very back of her womanly tunnel. “What are you doing? You can’t-“ as his tongue pushed into her womb uninvited, she couldn’t say anything else intelligible. She could feel it moving and flicking around inside it, a place where she had never expected anyone to be able to physically enter. It would have been a surprise and a new experience for any woman, but as Peach’s first sexual encounter, it only made it that much more intense. Her eyes rolled back and her thighs squeezed the sides of his head.
 
He growled louder as his efforts were rewarded as she came once more for him. He gulped down her virgin juices as she fed him so well. His tongue lashed softly around her womb, exploring what he would soon be flooding with his seed. His nose pressed against her clit, rubbing back and forth. He soon pulled his tongue slowly out till just barely inside her.

He closed his eyes as his tongue slithered back into her, pressing all the way into the back of womb. He soon began a slow rhythm of deep tongue fucking into her.
 
Peach could hear the gulp of his throat as he drank from her, shaking her head a little once more as if to deny that she heard anything. There were a couple of moments where she could feel the tip of his tongue tasting and exploring her womb, and then the tongue started to recede. She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was over and that he would now release her and leave her to rest in the flowers.

His nose kept rubbing against her, though, teasing her swollen pearl. She started to whimper again as his tongue moved back inside, pulled out, and moved back inside over and over. Her body rocked back a bit from his mouth and tongue pushing against her body from between her legs. Through the fog of pleasure, she wondered in shock how his tongue was so long and powerful that it could literally fuck her as deeply as physically possible.

Every time he would push in, she felt him wiggling and twisting inside, driving her crazy. Still no words came from her, though had she been able to speak, she might have begged for mercy.
 
He continued to tongue fuck her for a few moments longer before finally withdrawing his tongue fully. He mmed as he grinned down at her, feeling she was ready for the next phase.

“Time to make you Daddy’s princess.”

He lowered her back to the ground gently. Shifting himself forward, he showed her his erect shafts, the tip dripping with his precum. The waves of pleasure picked up a little as he ran the length of his lower shaft along her slick folds and clit. He knew he could only use one cock to begin with.

He soon shifted and pressed his slick tip against her virgin cunt, pressing slowly into her. He growled deeply at how tight she was.

“So tight...nice..”
 
There was a little pop of suction as his tongue finally seemed satisfied and fully pulled free of her tight pussy. It retreated back into his mouth as it dripped with her juices. He was now looming over her with such a lustful look on his face. A feeling of dread mixed in with the pleasure and she was able to focus her nervous eyes on him once more.

She felt the soft petals of the flowers underneath her as she was once more lowered to the ground. Peach opened her mouth to respond to his statement, but then her eye caught sight of his intimidating cocks. They were large and so erect they looked as though they could stand at attention all day. Her mouth stayed open in shock as she realized what he had meant.

Her lip trembled and she scrabbled at the flowers to try once again to move backward, but it was fruitless. His body lowered itself to her and she felt his lower cock rubbing between her legs as it prepared to pop her cherry. While it did this, she wasn’t sure if it was the situation or the tattoo magic, but she once again felt the pleasure gain intensity. She was distracted momentarily as she moaned, but her attention snapped back to him as she felt it push into her entrance, slowly filling up her virgin cunt.

His other cock rested against her abdomen, also moving forward as if to give them a play-by-play of how deep he was inside her at any given point.

“R-ragnar... please...” That was all she could say before she whimpered from the sheer size of him.
 
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He growled deeply at how tightly she gripped him, the tightest he had in quite a long time. He gripped her thighs lightly but firmly to keep control.

“Daddy...call me Daddy... princess..”

It was probably a long shot she would start calling that, but he would start pushing it. He sedated slowly in and out of her to slowly stretch her. Her clit was pressed between his cocks, his scales scraping over it and along her inner walls on the pull outs.

He groaned as he soon pressed against the enternce of her virgin womb for a moment to catch his breathe. He gave her a moment before he thrusted forward, piercing into her unprotected womb as their hips slapped together.
 
The pain hurt so nicely, washing into the feelings of lust and pleasure until she didn’t know which was which anymore. Her eyes narrowed at him and she resolutely swore to herself that she would never call him that. She wasn’t his little princess, and wouldn’t humor his perverted fantasies about her. “No!” Was all she said with a stubborn breath.

She looked to the side, not wanting to look at him or her abdomen for fear of what she might see. It felt like he was so big and deep that he might be visible moving under her skin as it bulged out a little to accommodate his impressive girth.

Peach panted as he settled all the way inside her, resting for a moment presumably before pulling back out. However, she let out a wail as his cock pushed even further into her very womb. Thrashing, she tried to kick him, to push him off. He was able to hold her thighs firmly enough to prevent her from doing so, but she was able to use the force of his hands to flatten her legs, trying to squeeze them shut sideways.
 
He grinned as he remained buried in her as she tried to fight against him. His left hand slipped beneath the back of her left leg before he pushed her leg up against her chest, holding it in place. He pressed her other leg down against the flowers firmly.

With how tight she was, he doubted he could last long for the first run. He pulled out of her slowly till his tip remained. He pushed back into her, thrusting completely into her. He growled louder as he used a slow, penetrating rhythm into her.
 
Her little rebellion had not landed her in a better position; rather, she now felt more exposed and helpless than before with her leg pushed up near her breasts. As she looked down her body for a moment, she could see the upper dick sliding along her skin backward and forward. For a brief hopeless moment, she wondered whether he would just cum inside her, or whether the one on top would also sully her body.

Her skin practically burned as the pleasure continued bombarding her chest and clit. The flowers beneath her actually felt a little cold, making her body shiver a bit. Or perhaps her body was shivering from bliss she had never known before as he slowly and sensually thrusted deeply before pulling back.
 
As he thought, his climax was quickly approaching from the pleasure her tight cunt was giving him. It was only a few more thrusts before he could feel his first climax hit. He growled louder before thrusting all the way into her unprepared womb and throwing his head back as he released a roar of pleasure. Both of his cocks swelled a moment before he released his torrent of hot dragon seed into her unprotected womb, breasts, neck, and towards her face.

He panted for a few moments as he looked down at her coated skin. He kept her legs in place as he began pull out. However, he didn’t pull out completely. Instead he began a faster but still gentle rhythm into her. His upper cock was lifted up by her swollen abdomen, rolling his hips in rhythm. This caused her g-spot to be rubbed as well, the lewd sounds of their fucking filled the air as their bodies slapped together. His sac slapped against her add as their juices were squeezed out with his thrusting.
 
Peach cried out as she felt him swell to the bursting point and grace her with her first taste of semen. She felt the hot sticky seed fill her womb up completely, stretching it and making her abdomen bulge. Her body convulsed once more as the hot feeling of his cream pushed her over the edge once more. The pleasure rippled through her body as he panted and rested.

The several splatters that had landed on her skin had been met with a flinch from the Princess. Her eyes blinked in shock as she realized it was now all over her, thick upon her skin and slowly dripping down the sides of her breasts and cheeks. He had somehow managed to get some even into her mouth and she lay there with her mouth open, not knowing what to do for a few moments as her lip twitched.

Finally, she turned her head and spit it out, some of the mixed saliva and cum running down her cheek. This must be the end, she thought to herself, closing her eyes. Once again his actions deceived her, and she was caught unaware as he started thrusting again, only more swiftly. her breasts bounced as he went, the princess vaguely aware of something smacking her ass.

She wailed, moaned, and whimpered as he continued his pace on their second round. The feeling of her clit, G-spot, and the tattoo, as well as the hot cum all over her skin resulted in such immense bliss that had someone asked her for her name, she wouldn't have been able to remember. Peach could only submit to the divine way she felt as he made her his own special princess.

Again it became too much, and she squirted again, not even phased by it at this point.
 
His growls deepens as he felt her squeeze him tightly as she climaxed for him. He felt her juices splatter against his stomach, dripping down. He decided to release her legs to see how she would react this time.

He continued at the same pace for a little longer before picking up a little speed.

“Sweet...sweet princess..”

He shifted his angle into her again, this time hitting every sensative spot inside her, He continued for a bit longer until his climax hit once more. His roar filled the air as her abdomen swelled even more. This time his cum arched higher into the air, most of it splattering on her face and neck, He panted softly as he remained for a few moments longer before pulling fully out.
 
The leg he had pinned to the ground stayed there, but the other relaxed, splaying out to the side. She didn't have the mental capacity to fight him as her limits for pleasure were pushed time and time again by his skillful movements. Her entire body was shoved forward with each of his quick thrusts. The princess stared up at the sky with her arms bent up as they rested against the flowers, her eyes almost glazed over.

She heard him purr to her, not processing the words he was saying, though she didn't have to know what he was saying to know what he meant.

Peach's feminine wailing continued, escalating in pitch as she was herded toward another climax. As she felt his cock swell once more, the pressure catapulted her into the highest of highs, letting her cum with him as he released more of his viscous seed. Her body could not remain still during this as it almost felt like she was being electrocuted. Her hands clutched and clutched, toes curled and uncurled, and all the while her torso and legs wiggled desperately.

When the peak was over, her body twitched, overloaded with stimuli. The semen oozed out of her distended belly while it slowly moved down the sides of her face. She simply breathed raggedly and stared up with a dizzy expression.
 
He smiled as he looked down at her, deciding she could use a rest. He tapped lightly on her tattoo, the waves of pleasure fading to nothing. He leaned down for a moment, whispering softly in her ear.

“Eat breakfast when you are ready.”

He let her lie on the ground to gather her wits about her for now. He was quite sure he had worn her out for her time and de-flowering. He figured she would be upset, but there was also going to be a part of her that welcomed what he did.

Leaving the garden, he made his way to a private hidden hot spring in another part of the castle, cleaning himself up.
 
Princess Peach laid there in a puddle of cum as her belly slowly lowered from letting his cum drain from her womb. She wondered if the flowers would forgive them for flattening them, given that they had been given an offering of cum and juices. Her body felt numb now that the pulsing had stopped. She felt phantom pulsing as if she could still feel it rippling over it.

After about an hour, she sat up and silently looked down at her ripped dress. gathering it up, the naked woman moved to the fountain and washed her face, then leaned forward so that she could clean her breasts and chest as well. Once she was decently clean. she donned her dress like a robe, needing to hold it to make it almost close. Since it was a tight dress to begin with, it wouldn't close right and wouldn't let her close it all the way. Peach wasn't sure if she would enjoy the garden as much after this.

She made her way to her room, a couple servants seeing her and giving her knowing looks. Once in the safety of her chambers, she closed the door and got into a bath, bringing her legs to her chest and letting the hot water sooth her. She was soon truly clean, and she wrapped herself in two towels, moving to her bed and getting under the covers. Now she had not intention of going to breakfast, instead curling up and trying to process what had happened.
 
He soaked in the hot springs for a little longer before getting out. He checked with the servants, finding that she had not eaten yet. He chuckled and shook his head, letting her slide for the time being. He whispered some directions to one of the servants, who nodded and went off to fill his order.

The female servant knocked softly on Peach's door for a moment before entering quietly. She carried a dress in and hung it carefully on the upright mirror near the bathtub. Call it a reward, but he had decided she needed something a bit ore than the hobble dress. However that didn't mean he wasn't going to let her off the hook for the hobble dress.
 
Peach looked up at the servant and watched her put the dress up and leave. It was shiny, pink, and ruffly. She wondered why he had gone with the loose-fitting design around the legs since he had previously been intent on keeping her tightly within his own control. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she got up and walked to the dress, reaching out and feeling the silky material.

There wasn't anything else for her to wear, so she took it and walked back to the bed, laying it out. She then donned a bra, a fresh pair of underwear she found in a dresser drawer, and the dress itself. This dress very much matched her collar and did well to help the chain accentuate her chest. She had to admit that this dress was more her style than the previous one had.

Princess peach opened the door and walked into the hall, wondering what time it was. The sun was still out brightly, but it certainly wasn't morning anymore. She decided that breakfast was over, but she was hungry and needed something sweet and comforting. The woman made her way to the kitchens and asked if they could make her something. They seemed surprised, but made her some pancakes topped with strawberries and bananas as well as maple syrup. She sat on the floor outside the kitchens with her back to the wall and her ankles crossed out in front of her as she ate.
 
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