Pillaging and Plundering: Sylar Robin vs Asherah

[MrBrightside]

Sylar pulled his fingers out of Asherah’s soaked pussy with a pop. It had been touch and go for a minute there but in the end he managed to get the job done. He had felt her grip on his cock tighten when he added his tongue to the mix but now she was no longer stroking it, her mind too clouded by orgasmic bliss to really do anything at the moment.

“Guess I better set sail then. Though I think you could do with a little clean-up first.” Sylar rose up and moved to position his face above her pussy. He then pulled down her thong before plunging his mouth down onto her pussy, licking away her salty but sweet fluids.

[MR. Q]

Asherah's eyes widened in shock as Sylar's head dipped between her thighs, his tongue delving into her still-quivering folds. A choked cry of surprise echoed through the arena as his skilled mouth set to work, eagerly lapping up the evidence of her recent climax.

The sensation of his warm, wet tongue probing her sensitive core sent sparks of pleasure dancing along Asherah's nerves, rekindling the embers of desire that had only recently been extinguished. Her hips bucked reflexively, instinctively seeking more of that intoxicating sensation.

"Nnngh! S-Sylar, ye filthy... Ahh!" Asherah gasped, her hands tangling in Sylar's hair as he continued his relentless assault. Despite her words, her thighs parted wider, granting him greater access to her freshly bathed depths.

The pirate goddess's breathing grew ragged once more, her senses reeling from the dual onslaught of pleasure. She knew she was teetering on the brink of another precipitous fall, and this time, she had no intention of resisting...

[MrBrightside]

It seemed that whatever protest Asherah was going to file died on her lips. The parting of her legs to grant him greater access spurred Sylar on to keep going. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of Asherah's thighs as he dragged his tongue across her entrance. He licked at her slit and flicked his tongue at experimental angles to find the right one. The ragged breaths brought about by his efforts were music to his ears as he sailed closer to another climax.

[MR. Q]

"Y-yes, exactly there, ye deviant!" Asherah gasped, her head thrashing against the mat as Sylar's agile tongue danced expertly around her engorged clit. The pirate goddess's eyes rolled back, lost in the euphoric haze of pleasure as he skillfully coaxed another powerful orgasm from her.

A hoarse scream tore from her throat as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her, her pussy clenching tight around Sylar's probing tongue. Asherah's thighs quaked, her grip on Sylar's hair tightening as her entire being was consumed by the intense sensation.

When the final tremors subsided, Asherah collapsed back against the mat, panting heavily. A sated smile curved her lips as she gazed down at Sylar, her blue eyes glinting with admiration despite the undeniable frustration etched on her features.

"Well, well, well... looks like ye actually know yer way around a woman's body after all, sailor boy," Asherah teased, her voice husky with lingering desire. "One more voyage, and maybe ye'll earn yer treasure after all..." She panted, reaching down to spread her pussy lips wide open, now dripping with her climax and need.

[MrBrightside]

It wasn’t long before Sylar’s efforts bore fruit. Asherah’s walls clamped down on his down, trapping it in place as it faced a direct assault by the salty but sweet taste of her juices. Once it subsided he withdrew his tongue and licked his lips clean as he surveyed his handiwork.

“By now there should be no doubting my capabilities. Now I just need to clear the last stretch of my journey and I’ll have reached the treasure.” With her pussy stretched out invitingly, Sylar decided that it was time to give Asherah what she wanted all along. He pulled down his tights to expose his erect cock. He lined up their most intimate parts and plunged his rod into her depths. He then pulled partway out before slamming straight back into her. The wetness of her pussy made it easy to bury himself up to the hilt which led him to pick up the pace a little and rock his hips in a steady rhythm.

[MR. Q]

Asherah's body jerked violently as Sylar's thick cock plunged into her already-sensitive pussy, the sudden intrusion igniting a fresh wave of pleasurable agony within her core. A strangled cry tore from her throat, her nails digging into the mat as she felt him bottom out inside her.

"Ahhh, fuck ye, sailor boy!" Asherah gasped, her hips arching upward to meet each powerful thrust. She relished the feeling of being filled so completely, her walls clenching greedily around the invading girth.

As Sylar picked up speed, his relentless rhythm soon had Asherah writhing uncontrollably beneath him. Her breasts bounced with each crash of their bodies, the hardened nipples scraping deliciously against his chest. The pirate goddess's blue eyes locked onto his, a fierce determination burning in their depths as she met each thrust with a primal countermove of her own.

The arena echoed with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, punctuated by their ragged breathing and guttural moans of pleasure. Asherah could feel her climax building once again, threatening to consume her completely as Sylar relentlessly pursued his final goal.

But she has to make him cum firsts, just at least once.

[MrBrightside]

"Aaahhh! Oh god Asherah!" Sylar cried out as he felt her clamp down on his cock. The pirate was giving as good as she was getting. The sound of their flesh smacking together echoed throughout the arena every time his shaft slid between her slick walls. He stared straight into Asherah's eyes while he fucked her. He held her gaze until he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. Sylar moaned into her mouth as every thrust into her unbelievably tight pussy threatened to be his last. His orgasm was building in his loins and he wasn't sure if he'd be able to hold on until he got her over the edge. But at the moment winning and losing was a secondary concern, his main concern being the intense pleasure threatening to consume them both.

[MR. Q]

As Sylar's lips claimed hers in a passionate kiss, Asherah felt the final threads of her control snapping under the onslaught of pleasure. His deep thrusts and the intoxicating taste of him on her tongue pushed her past the point of no return.

"Aaaaahhh!" Asherah screamed into Sylar's mouth as her pussy spasmed violently around his cock, her body convulsing in the throes of an earth-shattering orgasm. The pirate goddess's walls clamped down rhythmically, milking Sylar's thick rod as she squirted around him, drenching them both in her essence.

The intense pleasure coursing through Asherah's veins momentarily overwhelmed her senses, rendering her powerless to resist the overwhelming tide of sensation. She was completely at Sylar's mercy, lost in the euphoric haze of their forbidden coupling.

When the final shudders subsided, Asherah collapsed back against the mat, her chest heaving with exertion. Her blue eyes, glazed with post-coital satisfaction, locked onto Sylar's, a dazed smile playing on her lips. Her legs wrapping around him, keeping him deep inside of her.

[MrBrightside]

Sylar rutted relentlessly with animalistic fervor. His movements were fueled completely by lust. When Asherah’s pussy spasmed around his cock Sylar nearly went over the edge alongside her. He didn’t last much longer as after a few more thrusts he let out throaty moan as he sheathed himself balls-deep within her, spewing ropes of his seed inside her womb.

The stream of semen eventually subsided and with a staggered sigh Sylar relaxed against her. His eyes met hers as they both breathed heavily from exertion. For the time being Sylar was content to just lie on top of her especially as her legs wrapped around his waist preventing him from going anywhere.

[MR. Q]

As the bell's clarion tone pierced the air, signaling Asherah's defeat, she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of satisfaction rather than despair. The pirate goddess had conceded victory to Sylar, but in truth, she had already claimed hers.

Asherah's blue eyes sparkled with mischief as they locked onto Sylar's, her lips curling into a provocative smile. She knew the sailor boy wouldn't rest easy now that he had tasted her treasures; she had only stoked the flames of his desire.

"Looks like ye've earned yer treasure, sailor boy," Asherah purred, her voice husky with lingering pleasure. "But don't think ye've heard the last of me yet."

The buxom beauty wrapped her arms around Sylar's neck, pulling him down into another heated kiss as her legs continued to tighten around his waist. She moaned softly into his mouth, her hips undulating subtly to coax his already reawakened cock back to life.

"Don't you dare think we're done here," Asherah whispered against his lips, her teeth nipping playfully at his lower lip. "After all, I still have wind in me sails..."