Transmigrated Into an OnlyWomenRealm: the Amazons

Hearing and watching as all the dryads around him shuddered, their legs wobbling and their moans rising to a high pitch, Byron couldn't help but burst out laughing, ecstatic.

He finally felt like himself again, unlike when he started this. He felt confident once more, dominant and horny as hell, despite having just had the most intense orgasm of his life.

He couldn't wait to pound Lucille's ass!

"How does it taste?" he asked.

Lucille, who was licking the last droplets of his cum from his dick, raised her gaze to look him in the eye as she replied with a satisfied smile on her face. "So delicious. As usual, of course."

Byron was not impressed. "As usual? Surely, this time was different."

"Yes it was. So delicious as usual plus more hot and abundant. It was so intense."

Byron grabbed her chin aggressively and forced her to her feet. He edged closer to her lips, staring into her blue eyes. "Do you know why it was so intense?" he asked.

"I can only guess," she replied.

"Then guess!"

"It's because you were awake this time."

All of a sudden, Byron found himself grabbing Lucille's right breast and squeezing it as he said, "Not that, bitch. It's because of you. It's because you're so damn hot. Because I want you so bad." His tone was menacing.

Byron had not intended to call her a bitch, but he was glad he did. This was part of him being his normal self again. Part of him being dominant. It felt so good.

Not to mention, Lucille reacted in a way that proved he had done exactly what she wanted.

"I want you so bad too." That was all Lucille managed to say, but it was enough to make Byron take things further. He immediately attacked her lips, not bothered that those lips had been covered in his cum moments ago. He just wanted to devour her. Plus, the thought made him even more horny.

Surprisingly, again, Lucille was so good at it. She knew when to let him inside her mouth, when to enter his, how to move her tongue as she intertwined it with his. She was passionate.

When Byron finally pulled away for breath, he teasingly said, "You're so good at it. Practices?"

She smiled and replied with a chuckle, looking him straight in the eye. "Yeah. Practices. I've been feeding you through kisses for 9 moons, after all."

"Well, let's make sure it wasn't in vain then."

Her lips curled into a smile that soon became something else entirely when Byron resumed kissing her.

His hand was still on her breast, kneading it as if it was dough, so soft and the flesh overflowing through his fingers.

Soon, his lips wandered down to her neck and laid a kiss there, then another down to her collarbone before lastly reaching her left breast.

He tore her dress into shreds, exposing the pale big beautiful mounds, their nipples inviting him to either pinch or suck on them. He chose to suck on them.

"Oh yes please!" Moaned Lucille, running her fingers through Byron's hair as she pulled him closer; it was obvious she needed his head buried in her breasts forever.

Once again, Byron wished there was some milk coming out.

'Perhaps one of the amazons will have given birth when I return,' he thought, not sure why he was thinking of the Amazons. There was a possibility that he might have impregnated one, two or more of them during the time he spent with them, and now since it had been 9 months, they would have given birth. And they would be lactating, their breasts dripping.

However, there was still a possibility that they were the ones who set up the trap and shot him.

He still didn't believe they could do something like that, that they would want to get rid of him, but Lucille had said that she saw them take away Keza.

Of course, he didn't trust Lucille either. She might have been lying.

'Why am I bothering myself with this? Tonight I should fuck. There's nothing else I can do. Perhaps tomorrow, but now I have to enjoy life.'

It is with this logic that he focused all his attention into sucking and pinching and squeezing Lucille's perfect tits.

"Oh, so sensitive!" exclaimed Lucille, moaning even louder.

With his mouth still on around her nipple and sucking it hungrily, his left hand wandered behind and grabbed her ass, his right hand sliding in between her legs.

Lucille hadn't been wearing a bra, so it didn't surprise him when he found no panties either. Her pussy was hairy, the long, soft hairs around its entrance already soaked in her juices.

"You're so fucking wet," said Byron.

"I'm a river. Did you forget?"

For a moment, Byron struggled to comprehend what she meant, then remembered that she was a nymph of a river.

"Do you want to taste your water?" he asked as he pushed his finger inside her pussy.

"Aaah! Oh yes!" she moaned.

Byron scooped some of her juices by inserting two of his fingers inside of her pussy. Bringing them toward her face, he said, "Open your mouth and fucking taste your water then."

She did as commanded.

He slowly pushed his finger inside her mouth, his dick throbbing even more when the warmth of her lips engulfed them.

She licked his fingers clean of her juices. She did it loudly, releasing wet sloppy sounds like that of kissing.

"It tastes so delicious," she said, still licking his fingers.

"Want some more?" he asked, pulling his fingers away and pushing them back into her pussy before she even replied.

She said yes anyway.

She licked his fingers again, sucking on them as if they were a lollipop.

"Gosh, how are you so good at everything?" Byron found himself asking.

"Practices," she replied.

He burst out laughing. "Now I know why they say practice makes perfect. You're a good example of that saying."

"Thank you. Can I call you honey?"

"That would be sweet!"

"Thank you, honey. Can you please put your fingers back inside my pussy?" she pleaded.

Byron looked her in the eye for a while before replying with a firm, "No."

The smile on her face wavered and her mouth twitched but no words came out.

This is exactly what Byron had intended. Not that he didn't want to finger her again. It was because he wanted to do something even better.

"Don't be angry. I have something better than my fingers. Guess!"

"Your dick."

"Clever girl. Don't you want it inside of you?"

She nodded her head.

"Then why did you beg for fingers instead?" he asked.

"I... I... " she stammered, looking for an answer. Then finally, she said, "I don't know."

"But you want it?"

"I do!"

"Then beg!"

"Honey, can you please push your dick inside my pussy please?"

It was time for round one to officially commence.