‘I want to ride Malik’s cock so hard that he would be screaming like a proper whore <3′
‘I recently watched this thing where men were put up for auction for a bit of fun. And it got me thinking about which assassin would bring in the most money if auctioned off as sex slaves. And it can’t just be me who would bid on more than one, am I right? 😉’
Admit it, y’all would rob a bank (or two) to outbid everyone else in this bordello 😏
~ Signora Paola
In my fantasy I imagine myself lying on my back with my legs spread open and vaginal speculum inserted in my pussy. There are several assassins standing around me and jerking their cocks off – Jacob, Shay, Ezio and Connor. I am rubbing my clit, looking at them in anticipation. Then one after another they are cumming into the speculum and their thick load of sperm is dripping down my inner walls going through the tool.
“Your belly is going to be so beautiful when you’ll get pregnant with my child,” Connor whispers to me, caressing my hair gently.
“No, she’ll be carrying my child!” Ezio yells, looking very determined.
“I think you both are wrong, mates,” Shay has the slyest grin on his face right now.
And all this talk about me being their personal breeder of some sort just pushes me toward my biggest orgasm but I stop before I can cum ‘cause I see how Jacob who was silent all this time, takes the speculum and pulls it out. All the semen is now licking out of my cunt down my butthole however Jacob collects most of it with the tip of his dick and enters me in one swift thrust. I scream as he reaches the entrance to my womb and growls, “The only baby you are going to be knocked up with will be mine and mine only!”
And there I cum like crazy, feeling him shooting his final load very deep inside of me and it mixes with the sperm of other assassins. I don’t know whose baby I’ll be having in nine months but at this moment I don’t really care as I’m lying there while my whole body is shaking wildly.
Confession [@madamretto]
‘Calloused hands finds their path from your thighs to your hips. He pulls you closer from there, on the edge of the table. Manhood slides against you and finally inside. Hungry kiss drinks up your sighs and moans. Hips are pulled closer again, impossibly close. He pulls out and pushes back in, making sure to drag your hips to meet his. You move together, breathe in each other and lust for the other. No skin goes without attention nor need goes without satisfaction.’
I always thought of Altair being rough during sex. Deep thrusts as he slammed his hips into me, bruising grips on my hips, bite marks all around my neck.
Then I wonder why my bedroom expectations are so high. – Novice 😘
‘Imagine your worst Templar enemy, tied up in an uncomfortable chair, naked, his painfully hard cock twitching in agony against the rough ropes as you tease him for hours and days, but never ever allow him release.’
I want Desmond to fuck me hard in the shower. – Novice
‘Sometimes when I feel down, I think of Malik. I picture him doing all kinds of things to me yet being gentle and careful the whole time, knowing I’m inexperienced (or should I say, a novice). He’d know just how to ease me into it until I was ready and then make love to me, giving rise to things I never even knew I could feel.’
‘Autumn falls around and it seemed to be the time when all the animals around get restless with the change of weather. Especially all the Assassin and Templar stud muffins. But which one is the best? Well get in line boys! There’s going to be a lucky man tonight!’
‘Altaïr has been tasked with delivering me, his Templar hostage, to Masyaf. We ride on horseback through empty countryside, with me at the front of the saddle. Feeling his chest pressed so close to my back, and his arm firmly around my waist arouses me; and I gently guide his hand to the heat between my legs. Sensing what I want him to do, Altaïr reaches beneath my clothes and fondles my breasts and pussy, and I’m moaning and writhing in delight, no longer feeling like I’m being held prisoner.’