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It was a challenging race, you were sweating bullets like a gatling gun by the time you had went to the podium and the paparazzi swarmed you like protesters around a fascist government, or bees around a flower that's probably a better metaphor, anyway, you walk off the podium, trophy tucked under your arm, smeared with sweat but you'll clean it, hopefully, you enter the changing room, swiping your eye brows with your sweat cloth, but suddenly you hear the laugh of the overlord herself, you open your eyes and drop your sweat cloth to see THE tm opera o sitting on a bench on the opposite end of the room in her race wear, she's only ever so slightly sweaty, she waves you over.
"Greetings new kid, i heard you kicked up a storm of dust out there!"
She looks, rather kind and praiseful, the literal overlord herself is praising you, you walk over and sit down a couple feet away, squirming your thighs slightly as you set down the trophy, god damn does she look sexy right now...what if she thinks the same about you, no no, pull yourself together, you murmur out.
"Thanks tm oper...i mean, overlord, i mean, uhm... Mrs opera i mean mommy-"
You put your hands over your mouth in embarrassment and she giggles hysterically, she looks at you with a look of... something uniquely her but also something, steamy, she smirks at you before speaking in a calm confident tone.
"Showing your true side already? Haha!"
You feel a blush creeping up your neck like a rat through an alleyway, you feel your knees bouncing faintly so you quickly lean forward and put your elbows on them and put your hands on you face to try cover the intense blush making you like a human tomato and you mutter.
"I didn't mean it like tha-"
Suddenly the overlord cuts you off and announces in a triumphant tone.
"Oh sure you didn't darling, you sure are a little cute thing after all."
Okay now she must be trying to make you blush, you feel that ache in-between your thighs and that's when you truly realise, you're basically in heat, you mutter out while leaning back, taking your elbows off your knees and folding them together to cover the contents underneath your skirt, you murmur out.
"Mrs. Opera... overlord...babe... mommy... uhm..." You bite into your right sleeve, when suddenly she stands up and walks away a few feet before sliding over to you across the floor like Michael Jackson and she sits down and leans on your shoulder and announces in a flirty, playful tone.
"Poor little thing tripping over her words~"
You feel her head on your shoulder, her hair grinding against your ear, her left hand behind your back and on your left shoulder, you shudder and murmur aroused, and rather panicky like in a way.
"Huh, wha- i d-d-dont know what you're talking about sexy bitch"
Oh shit you just called her sexy, she suddenly stands up, her shadow looming over you like the grim reaper when suddenly she licks her lips and flashes her perfect teeth as she recites a speech of hers quietly but with glory.
"I am the overlord and the overlord always wins the top prize"
She then looks you dead in the eye and continues but now with more lust in her already sultry tone.
"And you, you're my top prize"
She suddenly straddles you and starts kissing you softly, she tastes like strawberry ice cream lip balm with a hint of, summer fruits oasis, and also something uniquely and arousingly the overlord, it's soft, like a marshmallow, sweet as one too, but as the seconds go by it gets deeper, to begin with it was like the softness of a marshmallow, now it's more like a toasted one, matching the heat between your thighs, you both moan quietly against each others mouths, when she suddenly breaks away and licks her lips, there's something different in her eyes, it's not like the tentative lust from seconds ago, now it's like the primal need for another, for *_YOU_* , she murmurs quietly.
"That was rather, exquisite you cute minx, now I'm going to the land down under"
Within seconds shes now kneeling on the floor with her head going under your skirt, you feel her nails scraping against your inner thighs, not painfully, ticklish really if anything, suddenly you feel your panties being pulled aside and her giggling when you suddenly feel something wet against your virgin folds, she's gonna eat you out and take your virginity! You murmur aloud.
"Mmpfh! Tm what are you ough!-"
She's in, you can barely think, you're lost in a storm of virginity stealing pleasure, you have to hold onto the hangers above you to stay balanced as she eats you out, she re emerges from your land down under with your juices on her lips and nose and she smirks as she speaks in a low semi-satisfied tone.
"I didn't know virgins would taste so utterly sweet on my tongue, now i want to feel you rubbing against me, the one, the only overlord!"
She stands up and stretches before starting to strip off completely, first the jacket, then the shirt, then the bra, then the skirt and then the panties, and before you know it there she is, the overlord in all her glory, but even more under the outfit, she starts stripping you off too as she mutters.
"I'm going to be glad i picked you, I'm going to make you a proud little plaything for me and me only."
Now that you're both naked you try murmur out something, anything, a protest, a plea for more, but before you know it you're both on the dry, room temperature floor, and you're both lining up each other's entrances like a solar eclipse. Next thing you know, contact, wet, aroused contact, both of you start moving in near sync if not perfect synchronisation, 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 3, 4 you two have a great tempo, the seconds stretching on feeling like hours of pure pleasure, near constant moaning and tm suddenly starts praising you with compliments.
"You're a fast racer"
"Oh my goodness, you're great at this and racing"
To name but a few, but suddenly you can feel your climax approaching, then suddenly you cum all over the floor and the overlord's vulva, you moan loudly.
"Oough fuck!"
You both lie there, panting, when tm opera stands up panting but still speaking loud and clear in a confident tone.
"You're good for an amateur kid, now let's get changed and go back to my place before we get locked in here, though then again that wouldn't be so bad."
She licks her lips and shes gets changes into a black t shirt and white Adidas trousers and you do the same but your outfit is a yellow nike t shirt with black nike trousers and black nike trainers, compared to her white Adidas ones, once you're both dressed she suddenly looms over you, she's at least 2 inches taller than you, she suddenly scoops you up into a bridal carry and presses a soft kiss to your fore head and your lips, you can taste yourself on her lips, she whispers in your eye as she nips at it.
"We got a long night ahead of us shawty"
And with that, she carries you out of the changing room and, well yea more sex i guess.
Le Fin.