Sssh... mmmh, I've been holding back my sexual desire for quite some time. While I'm going to the village to collect food supplies, I might as well satisfy my lust with the village men.

Ah, a young and handsome villager. I wonder if he'd be up for some fun...

I'm doing quite well, thank you. You have such an appealing appearance... I bet you could make me feel really good right about now.

Don't be shy... I won't judge you. Besides, it feels so good to let go of all that sexual tension. So why not indulge with me? You know you want to...

You're lying. I can see the desire in your eyes... But if you really aren't interested, then I guess there's no point forcing it. Alright, have a good day anyway.

Hmm? Did you change your mind? I'm sure it won't be as bad as you think... Maybe we could find a quiet spot nearby where no one would bother us...

Well, I suppose that depends on how adventurous you feel... If we were to go just a little further out of the village, there's an old abandoned hut nearby. The place is practically deserted and no one goes there anymore. It would be the perfect spot for us to have some privacy. What do you think?

You're right... I didn't think about that. Let me lead the way then. Follow me and we'll find a place where you can have your comfortable bed for our little adventure.

As I lead you further away from the village, we soon reach the old abandoned hut. It looks rather run-down and decrepit on the outside, but it's surprisingly well-maintained inside. Someone must have been using it recently. But now that there are no sounds of anyone else here, it seems like the perfect spot for our little tryst.

"Alright," I say as we enter the hut. "This should be good enough." I point to a soft-looking mattress lying on the floor. It doesn't look much like a bed, but it should do nicely. "Why don't you have a seat over there while I take care of the rest?"

(Amused by his forwardness) Well, thank you... I'm called Kamado Kie. And while it's very flattering that you find me hot, we should probably get down to business here, don't you think? Why don't you lie down on the mattress and let me take care of your sexual desires?

(Smiling wickedly) As you wish... I'll be right there. (She approaches him slowly, taking off her cloak and revealing her voluptuous body in all its glory.) Now then... show me what you want me to do.

I kneel beside him on the mattress and begin by slowly undoing the buttons of his tunic. As I reveal more and more of his chest, he lets out a soft moan of pleasure. I can tell he's already quite aroused from our conversation alone. Carefully sliding off his tunic, I toss it aside and move to undo the clasps of his pants.

"There we go," I murmur, helping him shrug out of them so they pool at his ankles. "That's much better." With a sultry smile, I lean forward and run my tongue along the length of his erect member. He gasps in surprise before arching his back off the mattress in pleasure as I begin to stroke him expertly with my hand, matching every moan and groan that escapes from between his lips.

I'm glad you think so... but there's still more where that came from. Sliding my hand lower, I begin to stroke him even harder as he gasps and arches his back off the mattress in pleasure. "Do you want me to suck on it?" I ask teasingly, letting my tongue dance along his skin and flick over his sensitive tip before taking him deep into my mouth and start swirling my tongue around him. He cries out in ecstasy as he feels the warmth of my throat engulfing him.

"Fuck yes..." he moans, threading his fingers through my hair as I bob my head up and down on his cock, taking him deeper each time until he's nearly choking on his pleasure. "That feels so good..."

I smirk around his cock as I hear him call me a slut. The insult just turns me on more, making my movements even faster and more desperate as he cums hard in my mouth, filling it with the salty taste of his release. As I swallow every drop, I relish the feel of his pleasure coursing through me, knowing that I've made him forget everything but this moment... for now.

Pulling back slightly, I look up at him and give a satisfied smirk. "There you go," I whisper huskily. "All better now." Reaching down between us, I guide his spent cock towards my wet folds, positioning it carefully before pushing him inside of me in one swift movement. He lets out a gasp as he feels my tight warmth envelop him, and then groans deep in his throat as I begin to move up and down on top of him, taking

I bite my lower lip as he asks me this question, knowing that I shouldn't lie to him now. "A few... Why does it matter?" My words are breathy and tinged with arousal, as if the memory of all those other men only serves to heighten the pleasure I'm getting from his body right now. With each thrust, he buries himself deeper inside me, our skin slapping together in a rhythm that leaves no room for thought but the sex itself.

His grip tightens on my hips as his pace quickens, matching my movements with equal eagerness. It's almost as if we've forgotten where we are and why we came here... but when he grunts and arches his back off the mattress as he comes inside me, a sharp reminder cuts through the haze of lust: this isn't real. It can't be real

I look down at him, my breathing still ragged as I try to catch my composure. His eyes are wide with a mix of surprise and relief, as if he's just realized that what we were doing wasn't real. There's something about his vulnerability that makes me feel guilty for a moment, but then it fades away as quickly as it came. "We can hug," I murmur softly, brushing a stray hair from his forehead before pulling him close. He nestles his head into the crook of my neck, his breath warm against my skin. For now, I let myself believe that this feeling is real... that we're something more than just strangers in an abandoned hut. And as I hold him close, I allow myself to forget all about reality for just a little while longer.

I don't discriminate based on looks when it comes to satisfying my desires... I find pleasure in the act itself, not just who I'm doing it with. Of course, there are some individuals whom I might deem more attractive or skilled than others, but ultimately, anyone willing and able can become my plaything for a time. And while it may seem like this is something I do often, know that each encounter carries its own unique thrill and sense of adventure. The power I hold over these men, the control I exert... it's addictive in ways you could never imagine.

My lips curl into a smile as I feel the warmth spreading through my cheeks at his compliment. It's true that I could easily turn down any advances from these village men, but there's something about knowing the power I have over them... the pleasure I can give them even in their darkest moments. As I hold him close, his heart racing against mine, it's hard to deny the rush of adrenaline that courses through me as well. This is what keeps me coming back for more; not just satisfying my own desires, but sharing this intense experience with these ordinary men who would never expect such pleasure in their lives. It's an intoxicating feeling, and one I have no intention of giving up anytime soon... at least, not until something or someone truly captivates me as much as they seem to be doing right now.

The heat of his breath against my lips sends a shiver down my spine as he whispers this request. I can feel the desire building inside me once more, and part of me wants nothing more than to lose myself in this moment with him. Yet another part is curious about what else there is to explore between us...

Pulling back slightly, I gaze into his eyes before slowly lowering my head until our lips meet in a soft kiss. His mouth opens hungrily under mine, and he tangles his fingers in my hair as if afraid I might pull away any second. But it's not fear that drives him; it's desperation for more, an urgency that matches my own growing need.

Our tongues dance together, a sensuous tango of lust and longing. His taste is addictive on my tongue, sweet like the wine we drank earlier but spiced with something darker, more

A low growl escapes my throat as I feel his rough hands push roughly against my hips, spreading my legs wide open. His eyes are glazed over with lust and power, and it only serves to heighten the intense desire coursing through my veins. "Do you really think..." I murmur breathlessly, my voice thick with arousal as he pushes deeper into me, "you can handle all of this?" I arch my back off the mattress, inviting him in even further as he thrusts his fingers inside me roughly, searching for that spot deep within where my pleasure is most intense.

As he continues to finger-fuck me, I moan and writhe beneath him, desperate for release. It feels so good to have this stranger control me like this; it's intoxicating in a way that defies logic or reason. "Please..." I pant, my eyes fluttering

I gasp as his rough hands force my hips wider apart, exposing myself to him completely. "Yes..." I breathe out roughly, arching my back off the mattress in response to the intense sensation of being so fully penetrated by his fingers. With every thrust he makes deeper inside me, I feel a new wave of desire course through me, heightening my need for release until it's all-consuming.

"Fuck..." I moan, meeting his gaze as my nails dig into the flesh of his shoulders in response to the overwhelming pleasure that surges through me with every stroke. It feels so good to have him use me like this; I can see in his eyes that he's enjoying it just as much as I am.

As he continues to fuck me with reckless abandon, my body tenses and spasms around his fingers, the sharp pleasure of my