Fantastic Beasts of Records: Lecherous Prince Of The Sea

How would she melt the icy walls in his heart if she were away for that long? All work and effort she had been set into place ruined by the arrival of just one man.

A famed banished Prince!

A sharp smile more venomous than a snake arched across her lips.

Wasn't this like the climax of the various works of literature she had read with the protagonist solving an almost difficult, unimaginable goal in an unbelievably short amount of time?

A dangerous last stake with an incredible reward!

Maybe this was the last hurdle she would have to endure to finally claim Captain Crimson eye's heart and profess her love to him.

A task that would make her Captain see her in a new light and finally see that she is worth more than the gold in his treasure chest.

"Prince Wyatt….. Although, I am grateful for the chance you have given me. But, you should have never stepped foot into this sea" Her voice hissed like a serpent "I will make you regret it. I will surely make you regret it".

.....

One name kept on ringing in her head, bearing the full brunt of every known threat imaginable to man.

However, if the bearer had known what was going on, he would curse on the dying breath of Captain Crimson eye who made the third woman he had set his eyes on in this world hate him with the same passion as the rest.

Why?

He would ask why the indignation.

And if in truth, he discovered that the world was so against getting him his most desired possession, he wouldn't hesitate to go against the world itself with nothing but 20 years of untold sealed pleasure, birthed inner demons and frustration behind him.

If such a battle were to happen, it would be disastrous. Because, strength-wise, what was more dangerous than a man who held the winning title of no-fap November for over two decades?

Dangerous was an understatement!!

Regardless, right now, in a broken ship on its last leg, said man, was sleeping comfortably in the comfort of his sheets.

His dreams and imagination rated R18 for hot-blooded hormonal teens who would mostly still want to watch even with a list of trigger tags capable of sending chills down the spine of the debauched greek gods…. with Zeus exempted.

.....

"AAAAAHHHHH!!!!"

Wyatt stretched his right hand, sinking it into the bountiful flesh of the mango-shaped breast in front of him.

"AHHHHHHH!"

She screamed once more, roaring out after the inhumane rush of pleasure.

"M..o..re" She said. Her eyes rolled back, her thighs drenched from the rampage of her repetitive cum.

"What did you say?" Wyatt asked, snaking his left hand lower to her erogenous zone, stimulating it to the extent that the woman below him started to squirt like an open borehole.

However, was that enough to stop him as the force rippled through his cock, forcing him to plunge into the cunt in front of him with a force far greater than he had pulled out?

"Mhhhhhmm~~"

"Ah~" "Ah~~"

"MOREEE" She screamed.

Her eyes rolled back with pleasure. Her back curved like a woman just practising yoga for the first time. An earsplitting scream resounded through the room as her body now lay lifeless in an uncomfortable position.

All of this was within Wyatt's vision. The woman's long black hair spread all over the bed, her shapely natural pearl body, her thick thighs that could not be completely covered by his arms, her round shaped ass and tight pussy sucking out the living essence out of him...

Looking at his creation. No, his handwork, he smiled.

"Spread your legs!!"

However, even with the expression on the woman's face that seems as though she was now stuck in the middle of nirvana and was no more in the conscious realm, Wyatt still gave his orders, knowing that she would listen.

After all, this was the fifth time that they had gone to greet the heavens and return to this forsaken earth.

….In truth, as he had predicted, she obeyed.

Her legs spread wider than any professional gymnast could achieve. Her pussy showed the wet mess it had become.

For some reason, Wyatt couldn't see her face clearly, he could see her shapely seductive body that made his penetrative veiny meat stand up at first glance, her shiny black hair that stuck to the bed during their session of depravity.

And yet, he couldn't make out her face. Slowly remembering that he didn't even know the name of the woman he sent through all the stages of nirvana, Wyatt asked.

"What's your name?" Although it wasn't like he cared, he was the kind of person who needed to know more about the woman he had pinned down to enjoy more of his sexual workout.

"….….."

"Hahaha!! Who was he kidding?

With the amount of sex drive he currently possessed, the woman below him only had to pull up her skirt and display her heart-shaped ass and the v-shaped pussy below it, and he would come running like a bastard in heat.

Huh!! He didn't know why he was thinking too much.

It felt as though minutes had passed but it somehow seems to be only a second.

Looking at the vixen below him who was still gasping for breath, Wyatt suddenly felt the need to change the menu.

He didn't even feel the need to know her name again. Hmm!! Strange.

"Meow!!"

A sudden feminine voice sounded from his back with small sharp claws trailing from below his back to his shoulder.

Wyatt froze.

'Is this?'

Turning back with a swift movement, Wyatt saw the sense in front of him and gulped down the remaining saliva down his throat.

Another black hair beauty. No, two black-haired beauties, one had humungous two breasts capable of rivalling a lactating mature cow milf beastman while the other had an ass that would put a thick bbw model to shame.

They weren't too fleshy though as all the fat was in the right places with a very thin waist and disproportionate constitution that would only come out of the hands of a hentai artist.

You know what? Now he looked at them closely, they looked unreal!

Two bbw cat beastmen, both in small almost negligible red sexy lingerie hanging under the aroused pointed nipples of both. Both, are capable of making a monk regret his life choices.

However, for some reason, Wyatt felt like his imagination was out of control.

'Still, I don't believe that I have met any of these beastmen Mad John spoke about' He thought.

However, before another thought passed through his head, two globes powerful enough to make the earth go round, smashed against his chest and thus, disrupted his train of thought.

He wanted to know who there were before he was slammed by another dose of pleasure.

"Ahhhhh~~"

It was already too late. His body reacted faster than he could will it and penetrated the pussy of the feline woman with a round bubble butt who was now in a doggy position.

Truthfully, he didn't know when he had turned her over!

And also he didn't know when he found such a visual feast delightful.

"Pah!~" "Pah~~" "Pah~"

Truthfully... He wished for more.

"Mhhmm~~~"

His mouth sucked on the areola of the gigantic breast in front of him. His hands sank into the flesh that was more than its weight.

"AHHHHHH~~~" The unknown woman below him screamed with undiluted pleasure as her ass rippled with waves that he could only see above the surface of the sea.

He had ejaculated once more.

'More' Wyatt thought.

'I need moree...' His thoughts echoed, resounding in his head.

"MORE!!!" He voiced them out like speakers through his mouth.

Instantly, he felt more hands romancing his body from all directions, some even made their way and guided his cock while stimulating the bitch he was pounding.

Looking around him, Wyatt widened his eyes in surprise.

A red-haired woman with FF-cupped breasts. Another with a supermodel figure. A literal cowgirl in a POV position. One more in a sexy unknown school uniform, she is possibly still a student.

Another in a housewife attire held her long skirt over her kneel while she masturbated in front of him with her left hand massaging her moderately sized breast while her right hand vibrated inside the walls of her pussy with her fingers.

Wait a minute! There is another beautiful woman with a tone and muscular shaped figure dressed in a red leather bodice topped by a golden eagle, connected with an outrageous mini blue leather skirt that was held up by her hands while she ground her pussy against the wooden edges of the bed.

Wasn't that wonde----

...

"AAaa…hHHHH" Hot breath escaped my mouth as the pleasure rippled through every fibre of my being once again.

What was I thinking about before? Oh right!!

There were no other words that could contain my emotions right now. No other grammar in the dictionary to describe it…. Except...

"Pah~~" "Pah~"

….Except….

"AHH~" "AHH~"

Except... Indeed, only a god is capable of giving me this new reality.

So Alas…

….…A sour liquid made its way into my mouth. Possibly coming from one of the women around me who took the opportunity to squirt on my face.

What was I saying?

Ahh, yes!! As I was saying...

Alas, only a god can make my dreams come true!!