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Chapter 33
by BronzePlaceWriter
What does Vrasha do?
Gently, of course. She's no barbarian.
The fire flickered, crackling unseen as the two women locked eyes. Vrasha was confident, strong, even naked, she showed no sign of hesitation. Elody, blushing, her body language spoke of hesitance mixed with desire. Spirit or not, there was enough human left in her to read. It was warm, both due to the fire, and their own desire.
"I'll be gentle." Vrasha promised as she stepped forwards "You have my word, Elody. I'll make you feel so good that you don't want it to end.."
She drew the other woman into an embrace, pressing their naked bodies together. Elody leaned into it, enjoying herself in spite of her nerves. Vrasha could feel Elody's breasts pressing against her own, their skin touching, she could feel Elody's warm breathe against her neck. Vrasha could see the younger woman (Older in terms of years, but in experience? A pure novice) and her desire was plain on her face. Her brown hair was swept back, flowing down her back, her hands were clasping against Vrasha's side. Her fingers felt warm against the soldier's skin. Vrasha moved forwards, pressing them together even more tightly, her own hands slowly sliding down Elody's side. Her pale skin offered no resistance to the smooth travel of her fingers, they traced a path slowly downwards, each touch like a jolt of electricity.
Elody looked at her, her eyes full of desire. Vrasha leaned in, and started to kiss her. Gently, slowly, at first, just a slight touch on the mouth. Then, she deepened it, drawing the other girl into the action. At first, Elody was ****, she didn't know what to do, but she learned quickly as Vrasha leaned into it. Initially, it was Vrasha alone, but then, Elody started to respond. With slowness, but then more speed, more hunger, they kissed.
Vrasha's fingers found the crook of Elody's legs, rubbing gently against her pussy, slowly, back and forth in a building pattern. She was soaking down there, wet with desire, but Vrasha was taking it slowly. She didn't enter her, didn't peel back her lips, nor try to touch her clitoris. It was a simple, non-threatening gesture, a silent promise, an example of what was to come. Elody moaned into the kiss, Vrasha could feel her nipples hardening, and her own doing the same in response.
Vrasha broke the kiss. Her left hand still gently rubbing against Elody's sex. The brown haired girl moaned, and she seemed to want to go further, but Vrasha didn't. Not yet. She wanted to build it.
"Have you ever been touched like this before?" Vrasha whispered.
"No." Elody answered, red faced. "Never like this."
"Then enjoy it." Vrasha said. "I have a lot of experience, so you're going to like what comes next."
Elody was surprised when Vrasha leaned her head in again, not for a kiss, but to move over her neck. Her hot breath beat against the spirit's sensitive ear, and Elody jumped as Vrasha gently needled it with her teeth. A moan escaped her lips then, as Vrasha continued to play with her lower self as well.
"A lot of men..." Vrasha whispered into her ear, her voice soft and low. "They think that women only have two places worth focusing on. The pussy and the breasts. You were a virgin, so I am pretty sure you more or less thought the same. But there are a lot more sensitive spots on the female body. For some women, the ears are pretty sensitive. they like it when you speak into them like this."
Elody shuddered at the feeling of the warm breath in her ear. Vrasha gently tugged at it again with her teeth, then, she moved her head downwards, towards Elody's neck.
"The neck is good too." Vrasha whispered. "It brings a sense of closeness, and it can be surprisingly receptive."
So saying, she started to kiss Elody's neck. Drawing out the contact slowly, pressing her mouth against the skin, making the spirit squirm. Elody had never felt like this before, and feeling Vrasha slowly work her way down her neck was intoxicating. each touch sent a jolt of pleasure snarling through her body, and each time she broke the kiss, Elody felt a tiny burst of regret. All the while, Vrasha continued to massage her pussy, gently rubbing her fingers against it, teasing it and stroking it. Elody wanted her to go deeper, wanted her to peel her lower lips apart, and continue her **** on her core, but she didn't say so. She couldn't, too caught up in the moment.
Suddenly, Vrasha withdrew her hand from Elody's pussy, the spirit almost slumped down, but before she could, Vrasha pressed her body even closer. Elody felt a surge of shock as Vrasha's own pussy began to grind against her lower self. The feeling was different, and the thought even more so. Elody had never touched a woman like this before, never had one of them touch her like this either. She could feel Vrasha pressing against her, the other woman was wet too, their desires mixed, and Elody felt herself begin to grind against Vrasha. Her mouth felt dry as Vrasha continued to kiss her neck, her free hand moving slowly to her right breast. Elody jumped as she felt Vrasha stroking her nipple, gently cupping it in one hand, then squeezing it slowly. Her head arched back, and her legs started to feel weak.
Vrasha kissed her again, this time, they both dove to it hungrily, but Elody was unprepared when Vrasha began to gently nip her lips with her teeth. Enough to send a spark of sensation through her body, but not enough for true pain. Elody kissed her back forcefully as she could, her whole body trembling with desire.
For the second time, Vrasha broke their kiss. Her eyes locked with Elody's, dark meeting brown. A flush of red on both of their faces.
"Are you enjoying this?" Vrasha asked her softly, her hand kneading at Elody's breast. Their lower selves grinding slowly. Elody felt the air catch in her throat, she nodded slowly, not trusting herself to speak.
"Y-yes."
"Are you ready to go further?"
"Y-yes."
Vrasha smiled, a warm smile. Then, she released her hold, and slowly sank to her knees. Elody had no idea what she was doing until she pressed her face forwards, her mouth lining up with Elody's pussy. The brown haired girl loosed a gasp of surprise as she felt Vrasha's tongue against her lower self. Her mouth half opened, one of her hands rising to it in shock. She moaned more loudly now as she felt Vrasha's face press against her body, her labia were aroused and engorged, spreading Vrasha's tongue entered her body. The motion of it made her feel dizzy; Vrasha's tongue was gentle, but forceful, entering her and pressing her lower self aside. It made her toes curl.
Vrasha continued to lick her, and to pleasure her with her tongue for several more minutes. During that time, Elody felt her body responding more and more strongly. her pussy felt warm, each touch made her moan with lust. Her legs felt weaker and weaker, until Vrasha told her lie down on the ground with her legs spread. In this new position, Vrasha decided to try something new. She reversed her place, so that her own pussy was now directly above Elody's mouth, and continued her work. Elody soon got the hint, and leaned forwards, Vrasha's pussy hung before her face. Her mound was small, though engorged and aroused. Elody opened her mouth, licking it with her tongue. She was unsure at first. Not ****, but simply not confident. Then, she felt Vrasha pressing into her, making her moan and gasp, and threw herself into the task so that she could do the same to her.
Vrasha's tongue was strong and sure, confident and experienced, she'd clearly done this before. The way she moved made Elody squeal and want to scream, her body writhed, and she soon felt herself approaching a climax. She denied it though, forcing it back as best she could so she could focus on Vrasha's needs.
After another five minutes, Elody felt as though her body was on fire. Each touch by Vrasha was a pleasurable agony, leaving her body screaming for more. She squirmed and moaned, her body begging for release. But Vrasha was clearly reaching her limit as well. The more experienced woman was sweating with the effort of holding her own orgasm back. Elody took this as a reason to drive harder, forcing herself to delve into Vrasha's pussy with her mouth, pressing her tongue into her, trying to copy the moves which Vrasha used to send ripples of shock through her core.
Elody came several moments after this, her body twitching rapidly as the feeling overwhelmed her. She moaned, and tossed her head, her brown hair now messy and wild. The motion seemed to set Vrasha off as well, the other woman climaxed explosively, her body finally giving in to Elody's tongue.
The two fell apart, each of them gasping in the light of the fire. Elody lay on the ground, trembling for several more minutes before she was able to move again.
What's next?
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Broken, Beaten and Enslaved
A captured princess, a wandering paladin, a cruel lord. Who will win? Which one will rise from the ashes? The only one who can say for sure is you.
A princess is captured in war by a cruel lord. His sister, a wandering soldier, becomes embroiled in it as well. Will she emerge free and sane? Or will the princess remain as a sex for a cruel emperor? Please note, the first few chapters are currently undergoing rewrite. If something doesn't make sense, it's probably because the proceeding chapter was modified, but I haven't got to that one yet.
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Updated on Apr 29, 2022
by BronzePlaceWriter
Created on Sep 22, 2012
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