Hotel Chaldea Ep. Medb 3

"You're joking right?"

She was not joking.

"But... don't you predate Saint Patrick?" you asked.

"By about three hundred years or so," the legendary queen responded, waving her hand in a 'more-or-less' gesture. "That, however, does not matter. What matters is that I have to provide the booze, and I need your help to get it made," she spoke, putting her hands on her hips and leaning forward, her white gloves and boots the only thing she had on.

Medb had absolutely no bodily shame of course, and she didn't mind in the least if people saw her walk about naked. Hell, some people even paid for the privilege to just watch her walk from room to room as she went about her daily business.

She stepped up to you and put a finger on your chest, applying enough strength to push you back, your back against the wall, as she closed the distance between your face and hers.

"So how about it?" she asked, her finger moving from your chest to your chin, tracing the curve of your throat and jaw, and then cupping your chin, grabbing it firmly and then pulling your face down to look into her eyes. With how imposing she could be, it was hard to remember sometimes you were taller than her. "Will you help me?"

Truth be told, saying no to a horny Medb wasn't the easiest thing in the world. Some would've wanted to fight you for even considering it. "What about..."

"If you're thinking about pawning me off on other men, then don't bother," she said, her lips curling up into a smirk. "I need more than just mind blowing sex," she spoke, "to produce the best mead," she remarked, stepping off and wagging her finger at you. "I need sex that fulfills a woman's needs, utterly and deeply," she spoke, opening her hands and striking a grand pose, "Fergus or Soujurou may be able to make me cum my brains out," she spoke, turning around and pointing at you. "But I need you to make my mind, my body and my soul all cum at once!"

You blinked.

"Basically I need sweet lovey dovey vanilla sex," she clarified. "I need kisses, I need caresses, I need proclamations of affection and I need a slow and careful stimulation that leads up to a climax," she explained.

"Forgive me for being shocked," you said, more deadpan than anything, "but we're just doing this so you can... you know..."

"Yes!" she replied, enthusiastically. "I'll give you a bottle."

"I don't know..."

"Two bottles. And a special liquor chocolate set," Medb spoke, sweetening the pot.

You immediately closed the distance between the two of you, grabbed her naked body and pressed her sinfully soft skin against yours, somehow your clothes poofed out of existence as if by the magical effect of certain tattoos that only glowed for a brief moment. Your tongue dove into Medb's mouth, and your hands cradled her body gently as you picked her up.

With a leg, you kicked one of the nearby doors open, thankfully it was a push door and you were agile enough to slide it into place, and then took her into one of the rooms where Medb would entertain her clients, herself, or both. A large heart shaped bed with red sheets dominated the center, lavish furniture of red, black and white designs, with a vaguely celtic theme to the decorations. No bathroom, but then, servants didn't need those.

You dropped Medb on the bed, and grabbed your cock, stroking yourself to hardness even as you dove between the pink haired queen's legs.

Letting go of your cock, you placed one of your hands on each of her thighs to hold them on the spread position as she adjusted her position. "Nngh, you're enthusiastic today!" she spoke, giggling a little in amusement as her hand reached for your hair. "I've almost missed you, you know? You haven't visited your old teacher in so long..."

As if! You licked at her tightly sealed pink peach. Medb, no matter how many times she was fucked and by how many men, would always return to the pristine appearance of a perfect virgin. She had the looks of an eternal maiden, the veneer of innocence and purity that clashed with her true nature as one of the sluttiest, most sensual and erotic women ever born, giving her an extra appeal from the contrast.

Once you had her sufficiently wet you began to push your tongue between her lips and began to lap at her pink insides directly. She was already starting to get wet, already producing her honey, and warming up. But it was far from enough to get her to do what she needed.

You kissed her lower mouth deeply then stuck your tongue into her tiny love hole, some believed many great warriors had been born from that tiny hole, Medb was a little less than forthcoming on that front, but what did matter was that she was getting wetter and wetter by the second.

Naturally, she tasted criminally good. It wasn't quite like honey, but it was close enough, a lot more liquid, it flowed freely, but left a sweet aftertaste in your mouth, and as you drank of her, your cock throbbed and shook, already extending past its normal erection into one that showed off the enhancements that had become permanent parts of your body.

The aphrodisiac produced between her legs, straight from her cunt, was so potent that your body was being forced to become fully aroused.

Pulling back, you wiped at your mouth and looked her in the eye. "Of all the pussies I've tasted, this one stands above the rest," you said. "You really are something special."

"'course I am," she responded, proudly. "Shall I show you just how special I am?" she asked, raising an eyebrow with a smirk. She was having a good time, that was a good sign. "Or would you prefer making tribute with your body to my excellence?"

"How about," your hands ran over her smooth, lovely and pale pink skin, and you followed along, caressing her body softly and starting to lay kisses, first from her mound, then moving over her pubic region, smacking your lips loudly with each kiss, over her pelvis, then kissing her navel, taking the moment to tongue her belly button before moving forward, laying kisses, moving left and right, until you reached her chest.

Medb's modest chest played into her almost maidenly appeal, she really looked nothing like the Celtic Megaslut that she truly was, and her breasts were small enough you were certain you could take the entire thing into your mouth if you tried. But it was more important to kiss them, to pay special attention to each of her nipples, rubbing your teeth softly against them, then intensifying the kisses so you left hickies all over her breasts.

Then you moved on, kissing the valley between her tiny mountains, and then up your way along the curve of her throat, feeling it tremble as she almost purred and let out a happy moan, before you finally kissed her lips, an almost chaste, soft peck.

Her hands moved, one of them on the small of your back, the other, on your cheek, as her eyes looked into yours.

"Sometimes, I do wonder what women who can be happy with just a single man feel," she spoke, idly. "Sometimes, I wonder if what I'm really chasing is this, this sensation of belonging, of loyalty, this sense of one-ness with another person," she said, closing her eyes. "Let's make love," she spoke.

You nodded, guiding your cock into her tight little vagina with one hand, while the other held your weight up as you avoided putting your weight on her.

Slowly but surely, you pushed in. Medb could take it, of course... even if your cock would make an ogre blush and feel inadequate, the woman underneath you could take that and more. When it came to the pleasures of the flesh, she had no limit that could not be overcome and no foe she could not handle.

Your thumb brushed her clit as you put a hand on her pubic mound while pushing in deeper, already you could feel her insides tightening up.

"What an unbelievably sexy woman," you groaned, "I see why men would fight wars for you," you hissed as you put nearly half your dick inside her, moving your hand from her body so both hands were holding you up.

She smirked up at you.

That wouldn't do.

Leaning down, you kissed her sweetly, as you would Medea, while pushing the rest of your length in, softly, slowly. At first she seemed not to react, but then she moved, both hands on your back, her legs twitching, finding that she had to spread and raise them in order to move.

When you finally touched your balls to her butt, crotch to crotch, thigh to thigh, her legs crossed behind your back, and her arms, over your shoulder and neck.

Both of you closed your eyes and lost yourselves in one another.

"You're so cute, so sexy, so amazing," you moaned, "I love that confidence," you remarked, "that power, it excites me so..!"

She giggled. "Ohh, aren't you a flatterer," she responded. "You don't fall behind yourself," she said, hissing as one of her eyes closed while you worked your cock inside her, starting to push it even further beyond. Medb was handling the dimensions of your cock with ease, but as you worked it into each of her weak spots, her twitching pussy was behaving more erratically. "Nghn! So much..!"

You kissed her again while starting to rock your hips, pulling just a little bit of your cock out, then pushing it back in, working one or two inches at a time, pushing in, pulling out, touching her deepest spots, and then shaking left and right, up and down, while pulling out, then back in.

Her fingernails found purchase in your skin, and the feeling of her clinging to you only made the entire thing even more enticing.

The knowledge that you were making the Queen of Connacht, a woman who could tame hundreds of men with her pussy alone, gasp, moan and pant as you fucked her was the cherry on top of the cake of getting to fuck her!

You remembered then that you had to keep it sweet and vanilla, even if every fiber of your body demanded you start immediately pounding her into the bed, to get all the pleasure you could get out of one of the most desirable bodies in history and then some. To be restrained was a grand task, but you had to keep it up, you had to endure.

Slowly but surely you began working more of your length into her, as she slowly became more flexible, less tight and narrow. Her folds were still being stretched taut and smooth by the sheer enormity of your cock, so it was a challenge just to go in and out of her.

Medb's face was red, a little bit of drool escaped from the corner of her lips, which she caught with her tongue, and then she focused her gaze on you, as a smile drew itself on her face. "If you work that hard, I might really fall in love with you," she said, cheekily.

Of course. "The Queen's Love is for her subjects," you said, "and I'm sorry, but my princess is in another castle."

"Pity," Medb said, "but then at least let's pretend I'm your queen for the rest of the day."

You kissed her again and then began to move more swiftly, fucking her like a lover, no matter how much your body demanded that you pound her like crazy. You moved in, moved out, cycling back and forth, changing your angle, tightening up your muscles with the thrusts, and relaxing only briefly, lest the pleasure overwhelm you.

It was important, you needed to keep her in line, you needed to keep fucking her, and-

There was no use.

Your body had needs. And Medb had fulfilled them.

You cast your gaze below, and saw her coming undone at just the same time as you were, you pushed in one last time, then pulled out, and raised your hips, at the same time, your hands found hers, and you could feel her fingers squeeze as you took each other hand in hand.

Your cock erupted like a volcano, covering Medb's chest, face and some of her hair in your babymaking cream, your cock was so large that even as your balls rested on her pelvis the tip of your cock was between her breasts, and that allowed you to shotgun blast her with semen.

She let you move up and get into better position, relaxing her legs and arms just enough for you to pull out.

While you were almost literally glazing the sweet treat that was Medb, she was producing her own treat, and she was spraying it like a fountain. Medb's Honey Mead came from her pussy, and though it might initially look like it to the unaware, the amber liquid spraying from her pussy wasn't at all what it seemed. She didn't even need to stimulate her clit, Medb was a pro squirter to say the least.

Astute watchers would notice it was coming from her vagina, not her urethra. It also wasn't the right color but that was beside the point.

Medb panted, moaned and cried out in ecstatic orgasm, causing the already intense spray to become even wilder, as she squirted the most delicious of alcoholic drinks, praised even by the greatest connoiseurs, the Kings who had tasted the best, and even Shutendouji had dubbed it a true treasure.

Both you and Medb breathed heavily as her orgasm finally stopped, and she stopped spraying.

Then there was a moment's pause.

"We... forgot to catch it with something," you said.

"Oh no imagine that," Medb said, rolling her eyes. "I suppose we'll have to work hard to produce more."

"Yes, I suppose so," you agreed, nodding like a sage receiving great wisdom.

Medb raised her finger and twirled it in the air, and then cupped her hands, upon which gathered the honey mead, seemingly condensing from the air. She offered her cupped hands to you, and you dove in, drinking heavily.

Her pussy juice was already a massively potent aphrodisiac, the honey mead was as arousing as it was delicious, it went down smoothly, with a pleasantly sweet after taste, and warmed and invigorated you, spreading through your body.

Your throbbing cock hadn't flagged at all, but, it was about more than just maintaining arousal. It was a statement.

You lined yourself up with her tight love hole one more time... and then another, and another, and another... for the next ten hours of so...

And when the two of you finally managed to bottle the honeymead Medb produced after orgasming from sweet lovey dovey vanilla sex, she once again used her hand to gather together some of what had sprayed all over the room, using magical runes, prepared beforehand by Scathach, to collect what had been sprayed all over, and storing it in special bottles.

Of course, after that, it was time to get started on producing the bottles for you, and the third bottle she'd need to make the special chocolates... and well, why not a little bit more for the road...