Chapter 5: (+18 NSFW) If life gives you Lemons you make Lemonade

~~~ Lemon start~~~

And I see Ciri walking out of the bathroom in a loose robe.

Her milky skin has a pink tone to it, her silky hair is falling down free from the usual bun that she normally wears, and her emerald eyes shine with the low light of the room.

I gulp as I see that she is not wearing anything under her robe.

"Aint this a sight to behold," Somehow it felt wrong to even think about doing the dirty right now after what I just did.

I know that Gamer's mind will keep me sane and I'm not freaking out about having killed a partial human… something that used to be human? hell if I know how and what happened to Scorpion before Becoming Stinger, or who was responsible for mutating him into a mindless killing machine.

Fuck! fuck! fuck! I could have tried the endless Flask of Holly water! fuck me. I got carried away and totally forgot about it.

Ether way… I don't think it would have worked. yeap totally not possible to cure that one so let's not think about it.

I take off my tracksuit and go to the restroom. after washing my face I use Umbra to tie my hair in a ponytail so it's out of my eyes and return to the bedroom.

Cirilla is just laying on the bed caressing the fresh silk sheets and I observe her for a few seconds. that must be the most erotic show I have seen in all of my lifes.

Let's not beat around the bush and admit that Ciri was always a waifu in my mind after playing The Witcher 3. Loyal, brave, just, and willing to risk her life to save the world. overall a great person.

And now a copy of her was laying on a bed inviting me to join her with her little sensual display. And since I'm not a moron I'm not wasting this opportunity gifted to me by the ROBs…

I approach her and crawl over the bed, slowly Im on my fours on top of her, we look at each other in the eyes for a few seconds, and I can feel her warm fresh breath hitting my face softly as I get closer.

Our lips meet in a kiss that I have dreamt about more than a few times in my previous reality.

She tasted light of mint, my hand cresses her jaw and neck as our kiss intensifies and we both transition into a French kiss as our tongues begin to rhythmically play with each other as if dancers in a ballroom.

Her hands explore my upper body and cress my chest and its muscles, After 30 seconds I open my eyes and see her doing the same, we keep eye contact for a few moments that seem to stretch for eternity as I look into her and she into me.

She pushes me to the side and straddles me, now on top of me and in control, she kisses me on the neck and then returns to my lips. I indulge her for a bit but not letting her win this battle of passion I flip her around and now I'm back on top, her legs wrapped around my hips as I slowly start to grind with my hips, letting my rapidly rising baton against the entrance of her cave, slowly feeling the moisture she is releasing even through the thin fabric of my underwear.

I move her robe aside exposing her breasts, our lips part and I leave a trail of kisses, first her jawline, then her unblemished and perfectly tender neck where after a few seconds I leave it now marking her as mine, the first of many hickeys she will be getting today.

I continue to trail down on her perfectly soft skin, now her collarbone, she starts to grind me with her hips faster as her hands dive into my hair, that simple gesture showing her passion and increasing the pleasure of this foreplay we are having.

Finally, I reach my first prize of the day, good perky breasts, not too big, not too small, perfect in size, the pink Zenit of her twin mountains is of a delicate pink that is now erected and begging for my playful mouth and fingers.

She moans as her right nipple is covered by my lips and my tongue cresses it and flickers it every now and then while my hand gently plays with its identical sister on the left.

not being too rough nor too soft I lightly bite it while pinching its counterpart, she moans and pushes my face deeper into the soft perfumed flesh as I continue to suck on it as if I was a hungry child.

Our hips keep grinding at each other at an accelerated pace now. I finally release the nipple with a loud *plop* as I lean back and it escapes the light suction it had it under.

I trail down Her toned stomach giving a kiss to every inch as I approach her moist cave.

Her Labia has no hair, only a really sexy shortly trimmed landing strip of white hair above her clit.

I place her juicy thighs over my shoulders as I dive for the cave as if a bunch of people were trapped on the other end.

With passion I start to work on kissing her other lips, my tongue explores her insides and I taste her juices for the first time, I totally did not expect her to taste like strawberries, but I welcome it rather than what I could recall from my memories of my previous body.

I suck on her Clit and flicked it a few times with the tip of my tongue playfully, she moans in pleasure "Ahhh! just like that" Ciri says in between breaths as she cresses my hair while keeping me in between her milky thighs.

I keep my usual technique of having a steady ruth with my tongue as it gently but surely explores her insides with rigorous determination to have the entrance to her pink cave of pleasure mapped down for eternity and beyond.

After a few minutes, her hold on my head with her thighs increases as she squeezes me between those pleasant legs, her breathing pace increases and the moaning gets really loud, I Increase the pace building up to the crescendo of her quickly approaching orgasm.

"Don't you dare stop! Yes Yes, YESS!!" she crushes me between her thighs as her back arches and she spasms a few times squirting inside my mouth. I slow down the pace but never stop to use my tongue letting her ride out her orgasm on a high note.

After 20 seconds of spasming and moaning like a bitch in heat she calms down and looks me in the eyes with glossy eyes and a dazed expression.

I grab the bedsheets and clean my chin from her dripping juices and trail some kisses up her belly, breasts, neck, and finally, lips while the tip of my fingers caress her inner thighs, her skin so sensitive at the moment she jolts as if I was charged with static electricity with each gentle cress.

Without letting our mouths get separated I manage to take off my trunks and throw them somewhere across the room.

I grab my pulsating shaft and line it up with her entrance, rubbing the tip of my rod up and down her still sensible clit and along the pink curtains that are wet and inviting me to enter.

"Ciri Im going…" Before I could continue speaking she dug her nails into my back and whispered in my ear as menacingly as she could even though I sounded more like a plead.

"Put it in already and stop torturing me or else" I shut her up with a kiss.

As our tongues dance and one of my hands kneads her breast I enter her at an acceptable speed, feeling a bit of resistance at the beginning until I reach the end of her moist and welcoming hole. She lets out a small yelp of pain as I break her Hymen.

We keep on kissing while I don't move and let her get used to having me inside, while I'm not completely in, it's her first time, I'll stretch her up and make her pussy accommodate my entire shaft in time.

Her walls encase me as a warm cocoon made out of perfection. warm moist and tight, every now and then lightly contracting as a response to my play with her nipples.

After what In my experience is an acceptable time I slowly start to give her short thrusts with a rhythmic back and forth, with each new trust there is a moan of pleasure coming out of deep inside of her.

I let her mouth at peace as I start to focus on paying my respects to her neck once again as my pace quickens.

Rhythmically, her hips move ever so slightly helping us find our perfect speed. she tilts her hips on an angle and lets out a cry of pleasure as she increases the pace and I feel her tightening around me.

"fuck me! just like that, yes yes yes!" she moans as I feel her and my climax quickly approaching.

"Ohh Fuck. you are about to make me cum if you keep milking me like that with your pussy" I say with a husky voice as my free hand starts to caress her Clit matching my rhythm of thrust in and out.

"ohhh God yes!" she screams as she Cums for the second time, her inner walls contracting in a frantic manner around my meat rod. I can't hold myself back anymore as I push my member as deep as it can go before releasing with a grunt of pleasure painting the walls of her oven with my White seed.

After the best and longest orgasm of my life, I kiss her a few times on the lips and neck before slowly sliding out of her with a *plop*

I take a look at my masterpiece, and there she is, Ciri, her legs spread in an M, while my seed is slowly dripping out of her mint-condition cunt that I just ravaged for 20 minutes.

"Ready for Round 2?" I ask casually as I have already caught my breath and my Dick is waking up again from observing her sinfully Lewd pose.

~~~ Lemon end ~~~

Meanwhile, Inside a Giant Airplane carrier, a Bald headed African-American man with an eye patch was questioning if he was having a stroke.

"So, a mindless mutated humanoid monster that looks like an escaped out of someone's nightmare was killing and eating people until a bunch of Shadow Knights with swords followed by a bunch of magic-throwing shadows intervene. all that until a more solid-like being appeared, threw the Monster into Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis Reservoir with a flick of his wrist from 15 feet away, then summoned a Shadow Dragon the size of a commercial airliner and followed it, After confronting the monstrosity in the pond, Both of the subject and shadows disappeared without a trace, flying over the clouds and vanishing out of visual and radar, with not a single clue on what, or where?"

After the monologue, the bald man took a deep breath. "I want every agent that is not Searching for Loki to be investigating this mothafacking phenomenon now Agent Hill, under your personal supervision"

"Yes, Director" Robin Sherbasky saluted and left the office.

The one-eyed man sighed and poured himself a drink of the very expensive Scotch that they liberated from an old abandoned Nazi stash house recently.

"Im too old for this shit" He mutters as his left-hand touches his breast pocket he feels the emergency beacon for Captain Marvel and it calms his nerves.