Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 828: Aging Mind But With A Body Of Virgin - Part 1(18+)

Undressing her clothes while alone in a room with Raven, Helga caught a glimpse of aging in her skin and leaned forward to get a closer look in the mirror. Her body couldn’t age, nor has it ever since the curse was laid on her, and yet somehow there were wrinkles under her eyes.

"Stress?" She asked herself, glancing at Raven through the mirror.

Already in bed with his back to the wall, the hero’s eyes were running up and down the valkyrie’s bare spine. Fair as it can be and plump as a mother who’d given birth not long ago, Helga was perhaps amongst the finest women in Atlaris. However, with everything going on in her life recently, she’s finally feeling the effects of mental aging.

"You know I used to rape people, right? Women, men, monsters, heck, my first major task was to infiltrate a dragon’s household and sabotage him from the inside." Squinting at her sudden confession, Raven lifted his gaze and looked at her image in the mirror. "And yet, doing all that horrendous stuff, I felt alive, and now that things are quieter, I feel like I’m gonna die again."

"But you’re not going to."

"I can’t, maybe that’s the problem." Returning her gaze to the mirror, she undid her bra and cuffed her breasts with her hands. "Don’t know me up alright? I doubt I can handle another pregnancy now. I’d much rather you reserve these tits for a while and have children with my daughters when they’re adults."

"Don’t... say that." Hearing her talk about her daughters and pregnancy in the same sentence, Raven for once felt awkward about the bedtime activities. "I don’t wanna think about them yet. Besides, either of us can die before they become adults, so it’s best for them not to have a partner in mind already."

With a sigh, Helga nodded and turned around. Her lips were dry, and her body was tense from the cold. Hard at the nips already, she pointed Raven downward to bring his attention to her blonde bush.

"At least no white hairs down there, am I right?" Cracking a smile, she began walking towards Raven’s face. Standing next to him by the bed, she stared into his eyes and whispered. "You know they say dragon blood wine makes your cooch taste the same."

"Do they?" Smiling right back, Raven slid closer to her body and flipped on his back. "Want me to find out?"

Looking up at her from between her hanging tits, the hero stuck out his tongue and moved his head between the valkyrie’s legs. Lowering herself onto his face, Helga planted her hands on his chest and pressed her wet folds against his lips. The cold touch of his tongue against her steaming pussy sent a jolt of electricity shooting up through her spine.

Pressing his tongue along the curve of her hungry lips, Raven gave it one big lick from her clit to the very base. Savoring her sweet taste while the valkyrie struggled to keep herself standing, he swirled her juices in his mouth, and once he’d downed it, he finally said.

"Tastes much better than that wine."

"Ha! Being a thousand years old, I doubt it’s all that pleasant."

Instead of pressing further, Raven stuck out his tongue and began rubbing his lips all over Helga’s squelching pussy lips. The valkyrie’s body tensed up to the sudden barrage of kisses, and yet, grabbing her by the thighs, Raven forced her to remain down on his face while he continued sloppily making out with her lower lip.

Feeling weak in the knees, Helga could no longer wait as her entire weight was pressed onto Raven’s face. Falling forward, she fell face-first against the hero’s groin, and in an instant, she could feel his hardness rubbing through his clothes against her cheeks. Swallowing the saliva in her mouth, she opened her eyes and ran her fingers inside his pants. Without taking his cock out entirely, she grabbed it with both hands and began wringing it while also pumping it up and down.

Pushing his pants down with her face while doing so, she pressed her lips against the bulge in his underwear. And though he wasn’t out yet, sticking her tongue out, she began sucking on his tip through the fine cloth. Wet with precum, she felt the slime spreading through her mouth. Her saliva ran down his underwear and wet him–further lubing Raven’s cock.

In the meantime, down between her legs as well. Raven spread Helga’s pussy with his thumbs and stared at the fine pink color. As tight as a virgin thanks to her blessing and just as pretty as well, the valkyrie may feel old, but her body, at least her baby maker, wasn’t aging in the least. Breathing against that fine beauty, Raven ran his fingers along the edge of her pussy. Thinking to himself how he could resist making a baby with the valkyrie.

At the same time, Helga had finally pushed through Raven’s underwear and with his throbbing dick to her face, she found herself salivating. Rubbing it against her face, she sighed at its warmth, and the feeling of its veins reminded her of the rush of sex. If there was anything that could excite the valkyrie more than battle, it was rough breeding with Raven and his monster dick.

"You know, I hate to say this, but–" With half a smirk on her face, Helga looked at Raven from between her legs. "You’re better at this than any other man I’ve been with. Little fae rascal..."

"I would compliment you too if the others wouldn’t get jealous."

Rolling her eyes, Helga laughed.

"Oh fuck off, show off. Focus on me right now, you literally have your face in my pussy–" Spanking her ass, Raven cut Helga’s sentence short. "AHH! Wha–you little!"

Grinding her teeth with a mix of anger and excitement, Helga couldn’t help but smile.

"I thought you liked it rough... You bitch."

"Now we’re talking, you motherfucker~."

"Save that line for your daughters for when they mature."

"Ohhh, you fucking–AGHHH~!!" With another hard spank on her asscheeks, Helga knew that tonight was about to be one nasty-fucking night.