My heart started to beat at the pace of a racehorse when I felt her moving, kneeling astride my hips. Then, the moment I had dreamed of all my life! She used her hand to lift my length to fit the angle of her entrance, and then moved herself down onto me.
I groaned, throwing my head back, as I felt her parting, receiving and surrounding me. She felt so taut around me, and she was so hot and wet! I reached sightlessly for her, overwhelmed, and found my hands on her sumptuous breasts, the tissue so firm yet her skin so silky.
Then she began to move, and I was transported to a finer state of being, a more heightened state of awareness, than I had ever felt by my own hands. I felt like her whole being was wrapped around me, encasing and accepting my rude invasion. By her panting, over my head, the tensing of her body, it seemed she enjoyed it as well! How was such a glorious union even possible?
Her splendid breasts heaved in my hands as I grasped at them, helpless to do aught but lay prone and receive her incomparable gift! Her womanhood, feeling so infinite and encompassing, yet snug and firm, continually moved along me as she worked her hips in the most erotic dance I could have ever imagined!
My mind spiraled as I felt a yearning to release the pressure in my loins, to spend myself in her perfect crevice. I was grateful for her incantation, as I surely would not have lasted a second longer in such an embrace!
But the true pinnacle of the experience finally came to light when (Y/N)'s sultry breathing morphed into low, sensual moans, and her pace upon me increased. Shortly, she was crying out my name, and I had never heard anything more outstanding!
I felt her small hands grip the bedclothes tightly, and the sound of our bodies meeting frantically grew obscenely loud in its passion. She bent to kiss me briefly, but could not keep her lips to mine, as she had need for more breath.
The sensation of a building, a spiraling, and a greatness began to grow as I felt the muscles under her soft skin grow tense. Her sex started to gradually tighten, and the pleasure became so profoundly intense I was rendered senseless! "Uhn, (Y/N)!" It was almost agony, to continue on, but there was no alternative, I had to find release!
With a sharp cry, I felt her womanhood clench me so tightly my entire being burst! I howled as I released my seed into her slick, molten channel. It gripped me rhythmically, milking me like a cow's teat, and I was the epitome of vulnerability below her. The burst of gratification, of fulfillment, was so intense that my mind was awash in its torrent.
When, at last, we were spent, she bent to kiss me softly, and the intimacy of the moment, as I was still yet inside her, our desire mixed together as one, touched me greatly. I felt my sightless eyes welling with tears of gratitude and happiness.

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The Last Oracle
FanfictionOracle: "a priest or priestess acting as a medium through whom advice or prophecy was sought from the gods in classical antiquity." Andrew has been alone, acting as the holy oracle, the voice of the gods, for over a decade. It has cost him his eyesi...