The Warden's New Resolve
Warden Tramson and I pulled apart after five minutes of sloppy, frantic kissing. "Hah! Hah!" We gasped for air, stripping off our clothes in a haze of lust. Being a man, I was faster. I bared my stiff, iron-hard cock and looked at High Priestess Miranda. My head tilted as I watched her unhook her bra. When she wore her usual black priestess robes, she had seemed thin, but stripped of them, she was quite plump. Her heavy breasts sagged, and her lower belly was round and soft. The excess weight had even smoothed out the curve from her waist to her hips.
'I can't find a turn-on point.'
It was a shame. Should I just stare at her pussy? It couldn't be helped. I was in worse shape than her, with an even bigger gut, so we were even. We were just a fat middle-aged woman and a fat old man having sex. I shouldn't expect too much. I forced myself to find something to get excited about. First, she was a woman. She had a pussy. Her big ass was a plus. Overall, she was voluptuous and fleshy. And crucially, it was fun to fuck the woman who was called the "Mother of All" and the "Matriarch of Barantraz" within these prison walls. A merciful, kind mother in public, and a sex-starved whore in private. That was the biggest turn-on of all.
"Shall I have a taste of our High Priestess? Hehehe." I slapped her ass right after she kicked off her panties and squeezed it hard. The flesh was incredibly soft. "You didn't even come to see me last week." She gave me a coy look.
'Playing hard to get, are we?' I thought, pulling her into a tight embrace and kissing her. She clung to me, pouring out ragged breaths. We rubbed our naked bodies together, tangled in a messy, lewd embrace. High Priestess Miranda’s nipples were crushed against my chest, and my cock brushed back and forth against her mound, covered in thick, golden pubic hair. 'Rubbing our fat together... it actually feels pretty good.'
High Priestess Miranda pushed me into the warden's chair. "Hah, hah. I missed your cock, Warden..." She licked her lips, staring at my erect member. Her eyes were filled with a desperate thirst. She sat right on my lap and gripped my cock with her hand. "Ah... it's harder than usual... You wanted this too, didn't you? Why did you hold back?"
"I was saving up my energy all week to send our High Priestess to heaven in one go."
"I don't need that. Just visit me more often. Aang... Besides, it's impossible to send me to heaven with that little prick."
"Oh, look at this woman. Are you looking down on me?"
"Shut up and just get it hard. *Slurp.*"
"Oh, yeah..." She buried her head in my crotch and began to suck. The electrifying pleasure made my thighs tense up. High Priestess Miranda’s hot, wet mouth felt exactly like being inside a pussy. It was tight, soft, and slick—no, it was even better than a pussy. Her suction was incredible, and her tongue technique was masterful.
"Do you have a husband?"
"I told you, I don't. *Slurp, mmm.* I've been single my whole life, and you're the one who took my purity."
"Is that so? Ah, right. You're good at this, though."
"I've been using dildos since I was young. Hehe. I've practiced for over 20 years. *Slurp, slurp.*"
I let out a dry laugh. 'They say dildos are common in temples where only priestesses live... then did she already have no hymen when Tramson first fucked her?' While I was lost in thought, feeling the thrill, High Priestess Miranda kept gasping in admiration. "Warden? Your cock is so amazing. It's not like it used to be. Hah... I love how hard it is."
She sucked on my testicles one by one, looking ecstatic. My cock was already slick and glistening with her saliva. I felt like I was going to cum. "Stop. Now you sit on the desk."
I lifted High Priestess Miranda’s heavy frame and sat her on the desk. When I spread her chubby legs, her pussy was soaking wet. She was leaking so much that even her pubic hair was damp. "Hah, lick it. Quickly."
"Wait a second. Let me look at it first."
"Haat..." I pried her pussy open with my fingers to examine it closely. It was dark and sagging like a rooster's comb. Time had turned it black, but the inner flesh still held a faint pink hue. That alone was enough to stimulate me, and my cock surged with power. 'I want to fuck her fast.'
Licking my lips, I shoved two fingers into her soaked pussy. *Squish, squish, squish!*
"Haak...! Ah! Wa, Warden...! Ha-eung!" As I churned my fingers inside, High Priestess Miranda let out joyful screams. Her pussy spasmed, spitting out fluids, and she writhed, clinging to me. She gripped me so tightly that her long nails dug into my back. "Ha-euaaaaa!"
High Priestess Miranda arched her back as she reached her climax. *Squirt! Squirt!* Her juices shot out like a water gun, hitting the floor. I pulled my fingers out and shook my wet hand in the air. "How pathetic! How can you finish first!"
"Hah, hah, I, I'm sorry. It felt so good... Heu-eung..."
I smiled. "Am I that good?"
"Of course. I love you." She grabbed my face with both hands and kissed my forehead deeply. "Mmm~ Ah!" *Smack.*
"Hehe, now it's my turn. Let's have a sweet taste of our High Priestess's plump pussy for the first time in a while."
"Haak... hurry...!"
I stepped between her legs and shoved my cock straight in. "Heuaaaa...! It, it feels different than before! It's so hard...!" Impressed by my unusual stamina, the High Priestess looked like she was going to die of pleasure.
"I took some special stamina pills just for you, High Priestess."
"Yo, you took them well...! It feels good...!"
"You won't be able to live without my cock anymore. Hehehe."
"Oh, God! Am I allowed to enjoy such blissful pleasure?"
Overcome by pleasure, she leaned back, resting her spine against the desk. I supported her thick thighs with my arms and began to thrust with all my might. *Slap, slap, slap!* High Priestess Miranda’s flesh rippled and shook violently.
"Haaaaak! Warden! Warden! What kind of drug did you take? It doesn't feel like you! Ha-eut! This has never happened before...!"
Her fifty-year-old vaginal walls greedily wrapped around my young cock. Every single fold of her flesh rubbed against me intoxicatingly. Whether she was old or young, the taste of her pussy was so good I couldn't suppress my excitement. I spanked her ass mercilessly. *Smack! Smack!*
"I'm going to fuck this royal ass every single day! Hah, hah, hah! Uryaaaa!"
"Ha-eut! That feels good there! There! There! Aat... I think I'm going to cum already...!"
"What? You said my prick wouldn't be enough! Kehehe!"
We were both at the peak of our excitement. *Slap, slap!* In the middle of the day, while everyone else was working, we were fucking like madmen. "My cum is going into your womb! Take it, you old lady!"
"Fill me up! Ogeu-eut!"
"You're single, are you sure it's okay if you get pregnant? Aren't you afraid God will be angry?"
"Ang, no! Don't! Don't cum!"
"Not happening!"
*Splurt! Splurrrrt!* I ejaculated deeply inside High Priestess Miranda’s pussy. We stayed in the warden's office until the workday ended, fucking in various positions. Even if she was fat and old, she was delicious.
A sunny morning. Jenita was looking through documents in the Deputy Warden's office. This time, sipping fragrant tea while working, was special to her. It was the only time of day she could sit at her desk. "Hmm. This is fine, this is fine, and this is good too. Approved."
Boom, bang, bang. Bang, bang, bang! Boom, boom, bang!
Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside. It sounded like someone was hammering away, as if they were tearing down a wall. "Was there outdoor work scheduled for today...?"
She checked the schedule, but there was no such entry. Puzzled, Jenita quickly left the office. She ran into a prison guard in the hallway. "What is that noise outside? Who is doing what?"
"Yes, Deputy Warden! The Warden is currently repairing the cafeteria roof with the guards!"
"The Warden is repairing the roof?"
She doubted her ears. He was too lazy to ever do such a thing. She hurried outside the building. "Warden! Should I fit it in here?"
"Yeah, put it there! Keep the spacing right and nail it!"
"Yes!"
In front of the cafeteria, a large pile of lumber was stacked, and over thirty people were busy working. Some were on the roof, attaching boards. "What are you doing right now?"
"Oh, Deputy Warden, you're here. As you can see, I'm repairing the cafeteria roof. Apparently, the leak has been neglected for three months. Hahaha."
Warden Tramson greeted her in a white sleeveless shirt, something he never wore. Jenita reflexively frowned. He was fat, so why was he wearing something only muscular men should wear while working? A sudden sense of antipathy rose in her at his unbecoming behavior, acting like a strong man when he had no shoulder or arm muscles to speak of.
"You don't even know how to fix a roof, and you can't even saw properly."
"Me? Hahahaha. Look at this person, you don't know my sawing skills. Hey! Bring me a long board!"
"Yes!"
Warden Tramson began to saw a board cleanly in front of her. She thought he would just be posturing, but he wasn't. Unlike his sluggish appearance, he cut the board skillfully. "How about that? Am I good?"
"..."
Jenita kept her mouth shut and asked, "Why are you doing something you never did before?"
"Should I leave something broken alone?"
"No. That's not it, you used to hate doing things like this. Hard, grueling work, manual labor."
At that, Warden Tramson grinned. "I plan to change from now on, Deputy Warden Jenita. To win your heart."
"My heart?"
"Yes, your heart. Give me another chance."
He finished his sentence and winked. Jenita blinked blankly.