Revived in Ice: My Raw Fuck with Explorer Rochat After Eons

October 1936. Reykjavik port drips with icy rain. But deep in Egistadur cave, I’m Zaria, frozen slut-goddess on my knees. Legs spread. Pussy and ass exposed. Waiting eons for the right cock. Heart iced by Cibog’s curse. Then footsteps echo. Two men. Rochat’s sea-salt scent hits first. Sharp. Manly. My core twitches under ice.

They gawk. D’Arouet reads old Slavonic bullshit on my base. My story. Punished frigid wife turned fuck-toy. Rochat stares. Fingers glove off. Probes my icy slit. Deep. Warmth sparks. I pulse. Grip his digit. He pumps. No words. Just need. Anus next. Tight ring yields. Sucks him in. Lips swell rosy. He circles clit hood. Fire builds. Slow.

The Approach

D’Arouet stammers translation. Gods gangbanging me. Animals. Whips. Nothing broke me. Rochat kisses my frozen lips. Boom. Minds link. ‘It’s you, my love.’ His lost girl. Me. From his past. Flashes: her virgin pussy milking him. Double stuffed. Long rides. I flood his thoughts. Urgency screams. No chit-chat. Fuck now. His hands knead tits. Nipples harden. Biteable peaks. I thaw. Skin glows golden. Breath hitches.

He strips. Cock throbs. Thick. Veiny. D’Arouet watches. Pants tented. I ache. Spread wider. Beg in mind: Take me raw.

Rochat’s tongue dives pussy-first. Wet laps. Nose grinds clit. Pungent juice flows. Like his old flame’s. Years bottled. I moan. Body arches. Bust heaves. D’Arouet yanks dick out. Strokes furious. Precum drips.

Rochat mounts. Grips hips. Rams home. Stretches walls. Inch by inch. I buck. ‘C’est si booooon!’ He growls. ‘Tight as fuck, Zaria. Missed this cunt.’ Slow grinds. Builds fire. Thumb pops ass. I push back. ‘Deeper. Fill me everywhere.’ He knows my spots. Clit pinch. Waves crash.

The Explosion

Pulls out. Slams anus. Lube from pussy. Burns sweet. Full. ‘You love ass-fucked, slut?’ ‘Yes! Pound it!’ Fingers plunge twat. Double stuffed. Tits swing. I twist nipples. Pull hard. D’Arouet grunts. Fists cock. Eyes on my gaping holes.

Rhythm savage. Slaps echo. Guts churn. Sweat beads. His balls smack clit. I scream. ‘Gonna cum! Don’t stop!’ He rubs button frantic. ‘Cum on my cock, goddess.’ Explosions rip. Walls clamp. Milk him. He floods ass. Hot ropes. Endless. D’Arouet spurts hand. Groans shame.

We pant. Hug tight. His seed warms eternal.

Grondement. Cibog storms in. Fury god. ‘Fuck! You came. Immortal prize.’ Waves hand. Void sucks us. Wake on boat. Blue sea sky. Rochat smiles. ‘Forever mine.’ Kiss deep. No goodbye. Just endless fucks. D’Arouet? Alone in snow. Jizz-stained lie.