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Last of The Fae Chatper 153: Workplace Relationship* (3/3)
🕑 Added 2025-04-20 01:08:16 +0000 UTCWith one firm yank Thane tore Mirabel's robe off throwing it to the side before doing the same with her undershirt leaving his right hand in nothing but a pair of linen pants and her chest binding. Gazing at her half-naked body Thane was glad he had already unzipped his pants, otherwise, his cock would have burst straight through his zipper at the sight of Mirabel's massive breasts straining to break free from the impressively sturdy strips of fabric. The perfect globes jiggled with every single breath Mirabel took, and the tops were dusted with a powdering of light freckles. In summary, they were perfect and made the last remaining bit of blood in Thane's body go straight into his cock.
Mirabel gasped as she felt Thane's member throb in between her legs and with rapt attention she watched as the bead of fluid at the tip trickled over, rolling down Thane's shaft in a fat vicious glob, 'He's not gonna try and put that inside of me...is he?'
At that thought deep unsatisfied ache spread through Mirabel's groin urging her to do things she wouldn't even dream of. Unable to help herself Mirabel's hips started moving on their own, grinding against Thane's lap and smothering his cock between the chasm of her fat thighs. Each time the heat of their privates touched Mirabel's body rewarded her with a jolt of pleasure that was equal parts payoff and positive reinforcement. Mirabel's movements grew bolder and bolder with each jolt and she might have continued the cycle until she reached its ultimate conclusion if Thane hadn't intervened.
"Are you enjoying yourself, Mirabel?" Thane asked, his smooth deep voice promising both punishment and pleasure.
Mirabel froze mid-gyration, her addled brain unable to think of an excuse why she had been dry-humping Thane like a dog in need of neutering, "I-I um...I uh..."
Before Mirabel could piece together her thoughts Thane hooked Mirabel's chest binding with a single finger and pulled. With a crisp snap, the elastic tore, and Mirabel's chest sprang free in all of its bouncing and jiggling glory, "Since you were using me so crudely before, you don't mind if I return the favor do you?"
Without waiting for an answer Thane's hands grabbed Mirabel's tits and watched as her smooth milky white flesh spilled between his fingers unable to be contained.
"W-wait...my breasts are really...hgn!" Mirabel cut her own complaint off as she pressed her lips together muffling her vulgar moan of pleasure from echoing in the enclosed cabin.
"You should really be more honest Mirabel," Thane commented calmy as his hands worked their magic massaging and cupping her freckled breasts, "Pleasure is nothing to be ashamed of. Embrace it, and indulge."
Thane's words stoked the burning fire inside of Mirabel drenching her sweat that made her skin shine and drawing loud gasping breaths from her pink lips and mouth where her tongue flapped around freely, "I-I...think my heart's about to explode! I-I can't...I can't-Ah...MHMM!!"
Mirabel's deranged mutterings came to a sudden stop as her entire body locked up, her back arching to press her breasts into Thane's hands while her hips humped the air in quick jerky motions. Meanwhile, all Mirabel saw were stars, her vision turning into a strobe light as she ascended.
After almost an entire minute Mirabel collapsed falling back into Thane's lap like a puppet with its strings cut, her head falling back onto his shoulder so she was staring up at him and into his burning eyes. With a gentle hand, Thane cupped Mirabel's chin lifting it as he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.
An entirely new kind of pleasure spread through Mirabel's body as Thane stole her breath away, kissing her like she was the most valuable thing in the world and one wrong move would cause her to shatter into a million pieces. The tingling wave that made Mirabel's head feel like it was floating and her heart pound in excitement merged with the carnal pleasure still gripping her body and emerged as something more.
After what felt like an eternity Thane pulled away leaving Mirabel panting for breath with a pleasurable fog clouding her mind. Smiling into her doe-like eyes Thane ran his thumb across Mirabel's swollen lips, "Did you enjoy yourself, Mirabel?"
Without the lack of oxygen to her brain all Mirabel could do was tell the truth, "Yes."
The word came out in a chaste whisper as if Mirabel was worried speaking too loudly would shatter the spell between them.
"Yes?" Thane repeated clearly expecting a different answer.
"Yes Sir," Mirabel immediately corrected and her heart soared when she saw the glimmer of satisfaction in Thane's eyes.
"Good. Now Mirabel, do you want more?" Thane asked a devilish smirk spreading across his lips.
For a moment Mirabel paused wondering if she could survive what Thane had in store, until she realized that dying from his skillful hands might be the most pleasant death to ever exist, "Please, Sir."
Thane grinned, "Very good Mirabel, I'm oh so proud of how far you've come and for that, I think you deserve a reward."
Without waiting for a reply Thane's hand trailed down Mirabel's waist across her hips and ended with his fingers sliding in between her thighs dangerously close to her crotch.
Even with her newfound enlightenment Mirabel reflexively squeezed her legs together, but one chastising look from Thane was all it took for Mirabel to spread her legs like a common whore.
"Good girl," Thane whispered as his fingers pressed against the front of Mirabel's pants finding them hot and moist to the touch. Mirabel's eyes shot open and she grabbed onto Thane's wrist with both hands, but he didn't stop applying pressure as he slid his fingers across the fabric in a maddening massage.
"Oh-god," Mirabel choked as her head lolled back on Thane's shoulder while her hips jerked grinding her crotch against Thane's hand, "I-It's c-cumming! I-I can feel it! O-oh god, I-it's so h-hot! D-don't stop, don't stop!"
Despite Mirabel's protest, Thane pulled his hand away eliciting a painful protesting whine from Mirabel who looked up at him with betrayal in her eyes, "W-why!?"
"Your pants...take them off," Thane ordered his eyes suddenly cold and commanding sending a shiver down Mirabel's spine. Regardless Mirabel stood up albeit unsteadily before grabbing the hem of her pants, bending over, and slowly pulling them down.
Thane watched unblinkingly as Mirabel's pants stretched over the curve of her ass before dropping to the floor revealing her naked body and the lacy underwear desperately clinging on for dear life not to be swallowed by Mirabel's cheeks.
Looking over her shoulder Mirabel blushed when she saw where Thane was looking but also a strange sense of pride knowing it was her body that caused him to be so attentive, "Sir is everything okay?"
Thane smirked hearing the teasing edge in her voice, "Oh getting bold, are we? And here I thought I could avoid teaching you a lesson this time around."
Without warning Thane stood up moving behind Mirabel as his left hand came around snaking up her torso in between her tits before grabbing her neck, while his right hand snuck down spreading Mirabel's cheeks to reveal her dripping pink slit and her puckered asshole.
Pressing himself against her Thane slid his cock between Mirabel's thighs making sure the head grazed her pussy, "Now eyes forward, and take your punishment like a good girl."
"W-wait I-I don't think it's gonna-MmmmHn!!!!!!!!!" Mirabel squealed before gnashing her teeth together as the head of Thane's cock slipped inside of her and immediately stretched Mirabel to her limits.
"Shit, you're so fucking tight!" Thane groaned as his right hand grabbed Mirabel's waist to steady her as he started to thrust in and out of her, slipping in an extra inch with every single movement of his hips.
"Y-you're t-to big!!" Mirabel squealed as her body trembled trying to cope with her guts being rearranged, "I-I c-can't take it!"
"Here let me help you," Thane said evilly as he reached around with his right-hand diving in between Mirabel's thighs and rubbing his fingers across the diamond-hard bead that was Mirabel's clit.
An intense direct pleasure assaulted Mirabel, making her jolt straight up and her pussy clenched around the fat cock currently ruining her for any other man, "AH! T-to much! To much...It's too much, Oh god oh god oh god no please!"
Once more Mirabel's vision flashed and she felt a small tide of fluids spray out around Thane's cock and dribble down her leg.
Feeling Mirabel cum around him was the last straw for Thane and with one final thrust, he bottomed out inside of her as his heavy balls throbbed shooting rope after rope inside of Mirabel and painting her insides white. Feeling Thane's hot cum swirl around inside of her Mirabel nearly came again her legs trembling making her fat thighs shake.
After what seemed like an hour Thane finally stopped cumming and with a groan, he collapsed back into the seat taking Mirabel with him. For a moment the both of them just bathed in the afterglow, but then the moment passed and Thane was still hard inside of Mirabel who was still soaking wet.
Feeling her stir on his lap Thane smiled, "Do you want more Mirabel?"
"I want it all Sir," Mirabel replied dreamily making Thane laugh as he gripped her hips and started to move once more, "Well then it's a good thing we have five hours before we land."
