The Lust Lord Librarian-Chapter 58: The Wet Warmth Of A Divine Sheathe

"A fine request. Remove your clothes... In fact, never mind."

Before Adal could even react to having his request accepted, the woman waved one of her hands, which was covered in a silver gauntlet.

Suddenly, a great wind blew, and Adal felt himself being stripped naked.

He stood there before the goddess, stark naked. His cock was somehow already erect, and on display before the woman.

What is this?! 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Adal stood frozen, completely naked, his cock rock-hard and throbbing in the open air of the cloud cathedral.

Cupid smiled a sweet smile, as she looked up and down the human’s naked body, weighing him with her dark eyes.

Before he could speak, she glided forward without taking a step. The air around her became disturbed, as if being filled with some form of mana.

Next minute, she was standing right in front of him, eye to eye. One silver-gauntleted hand pressed against his chest and pushed him over.

Adal’s back hit the soft cloud floor delicately. He tried to sit up, but an invisible force held him down.

He lay there on his back, legs spread, arms wide, and his cock the only thing that could move, as it twitched aggressively.

"You asked to fuck a goddess," Cupid spoke in a strong voice as she stood over him. "Today, I will show you what that is like. Right here, in front of the Mother."

She then bowed her head towards the statue and spoke. "May she be pleased with me."

Cupid suddenly straddled him in one graceful motion. Her hair magically moved out of the way, finally revealing her beautiful body.

Her heavy breasts swayed above his face, nipples hard and pink. Glowing tattoos pulsed across her pale skin like flames, yet her skin looked soft and safe.

Adal held his breath as her dripping pussy hovered just above his cock. The heat radiating from her was unreal. Somehow, he could already feel pleasure, despite not having entered her.

Then she sank down.

She impaled herself fully in one smooth motion, taking every thick inch of him inside her divine pussy.

Adal’s eyes rolled back. For the first time, he let out a groan that he truly could not control.

"Fuuuuck!"

Her pink world was otherworldly.

Her walls were soft as silk, and tighter than anything humanly possible. They vibrated and squeezed around him in perfect, rhythmic waves, massaging every vein and inch of his cock like a premium sex toy.

Her pussy felt like it was something alive. It felt like it knew all of his needs and desires, and shaped itself to meet them.

Cupid bounced on his member once, sliding him out, then back in. Pleasure exploded through Adal’s entire body. It wasn’t just his cock. It hit his spine, his balls, and his brain all at once.

"Those women you’ve slept with..." Cupid moaned softly, starting to bounce at a faster pace as she looked deep into his rolled back eyes, "Penelope, Juliette, Opal, Willow, they are wonderful girls. I am proud of them, and their strong desires to please."

She slammed down harder, her ass rippling with every impact. Dirty squelches rang throughout the cathedral.

"But they have much to learn."

Adal couldn’t answer. Only grunts escaped him as she rode the life out of him. Her pussy clenched and fluttered in ways that made his toes curl, sucking him deeper, and milking him with divine perfection.

Cupid leaned forward, blood-red hair flowing around them like a blanket. Her heavy tits pressed against his chest as she rode faster. He could feel her erect nipples rubbing against his.

She rubbed those voluptuous breasts up and down his body, and for some reason, the pleasure suddenly spread throughout his chest. It felt like his heart was being made new.

Cupid opened her mouth and breathed gently on his chest, before running her warm tongue around his nipple, and down the crease between his chest muscles.

Suddenly, his seed exploded inside of her. He could tell that it was the most semen that he had ever shot.

Yet still, Cupid was not finished. She continued to ride him.

"Do you feel this, sweet disciple?" she whispered into his ear, whilst nibbling at it at the same time. "No regular woman can do this. I am a Divine Sheathe, and you are my sword. After this, you will never be the same... You were wise to select this as your reward. It will change you for the better."

Adal could not respond, or process whether her words were correct. He was lost in her world of pleasure.

Her hips moved in perfect circles, grinding and swirling. Then, she would switch her rhythm, and slam herself up and down on his cock so hard that the clouds beneath them shook.

Adal’s hips tried to thrust up, eager to try and take control, but the invisible force kept him pinned. He could only lie there and take it while the Goddess of Lust used his cock like her personal toy.

Every stroke sent waves of pleasure crashing through him. He had only come a few moments ago, and yet he came again, filling her with more of his thick, white fluids.

Cupid laughed softly, as though she were pleased with him.

"Your seed is strong. You must use it. Make sure that no woman wastes it. From this day onwards, have them consume it any time you release. Whether orally, vaginally, or anally, it does not matter. That is an order."

She sat up straight, riding him with, wet slaps. One hand reached backwards, rubbing at Adal’s balls as she continued to bounce down on him.

Her glowing tattoos flared brighter. Her pussy squeezed him even tighter than before.

He released a third time. There was much less than cum than before, as he was now drained.

"More, disciple. Do not give up yet," she commanded. "Fill me. Push yourself to your limits. Show me that you are the true LustLord!"

Adal’s whole body seized. A great cry came out of him as he exploded a fourth time, pumping thick, endless ropes of cum deep into her impossibly hot pussy one last time.

Where he got the sudden burst of energy from, he did not know. Perhaps it was her words.

Yet, Cupid didn’t stop riding. She milked every last drop once again. Her divine walls fluttering and sucking until his vision turned black and his mind went blank with overwhelming pleasure.

He ejaculated a fifth time. After that, it was finished.

He felt his system spasm, but was in no state to pay attention.

Cupid leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on the half-conscious man’s forehead, like a mother would kiss her so.

Then, she slid off of him. His cock was swollen and pulsing, and seemed larger than it was before.

Her pussy had drunk in all of his seed, and she rubbed her stomach, a smile spreading across her face. Her tattoos glowed bright.

"You managed to survive phase one, disciple. Whilst I prefer nine or ten phases, this was good... I am pleased with you."

She turned back to her seven-foot-tall sword and lifted it from the ground. Then she glanced back at him one last time.

"Return to your world, and enjoy the gifts I have given you."