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IT'S THE FIRST DAY OF MY PERIOD AND YOU ALL KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS 👀 AHEM

Horny brain take over... and I'm just laying here thinking about trans Alcina with a transfem Reader...

The top part of your nude body pressed firmly into her mattress - sheets soft against your skin. Your ass pulled up into the air and a supreme gasp within your throat as the width of your Lady's cock slides into it, stuffing you sufficiently with a most arousing heat.

"Touch yourself, sweet whore. I know you want to."

A single, slow thrust already has you crying out for her - for more.

"Y-yes, Mistress."

The pleased hum across her lips when your hand comes down to stroke over yourself - the fingers of your other hand clawing into the bedsheets below you.

"That's my obedient little slut."

Her words like sweet poison in your ear. Making you whimper.. moan.. scream out for her as Alcina's pace slowly begins to match your own. Your normally tight hole stretching delicious with each pump, with every thrust that your Mistress gifts you.

The first orgasm comes quick, hard. Forcing your desire from your cock and all over the bed and your stomach.

But the Countess doesn't stop, doesn't halter. With the length of her driving in and out of you and making you hard again in no time.

Another order to touch yourself, her breath warm across your neck before she nips at it. And you obey. You always do, with your body almost immediately tensing again in pleasure.

Alcina's hand quick around your throat, forcing you to swallow, slowing your pace.

"Come without me again and you'll regret it."

Another whimper.

"Yes.. Mistress.."

"Good pet."

A subtle squeeze before she releases you, hand coming to you backside before thrusting herself back into you. Driving your pleasure to an almost unbearable heat before you finally feel her twitching inside you. Your own body following suit, aching for release.

"Now." She commands.

More of a growl than a word, more of a moan than a plea. With her large body jerking behind you and her hot desire spilling onto you, filling you to the brim and dripping down your inner thighs. You moan in turn, your own arousal soaking the soft fabric around you and all over your heated skin.

And oh, the wet sound that fills the cool castle air as she slides out of you. Her thick arousal seeping from your dripping hole and onto the mortar below.