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Chapter 15 by OccasionalReader OccasionalReader

The only question now is: do you invite your lustful watcher in for more?

Invite them to come in

"I hope you had fun out there, but I don't suppose you'd have more fun in here?" you ask loudly, hoping your voice penetrates the door. After a few seconds, a very much very blushing and somewhat disheveled Helikia (ah, so you guessed correct) enters your room, clothes obviously having been rapidly fixed as she closes the door behind her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by wa-" which is all the time you needed to close the distance between the two of you and press your lips against her own, with her brown eyes staring into your own and black, curly hair framing her face. "I noticed you about twenty minutes ago - if I had minded, I would have stopped. Now, do you want to partake in the mortal you were envying just minutes ago, or were you only interested in peeping in on me?" She blushes and nods, "I mean but I'm not very experienced, I don't know the first thing about having a lover." "You know how to pleasure yourself, right?" She eagerly nods, although you already knew the answer based on the moans you heard not five minutes ago. "It's the same principle, except we're a bit more sensitive in more places when we have a partner." "Oh, so if I were to just -" she takes her hand and runs her fingers along your spine, drawing a slight moan from your lips. She is getting the hang of this way too quickly. "Ah, so you liked that, did you?" You blush, looking bashfully at the ground rather than answering. She simply responds by running her hand along your spine once more, enjoying your moan that follows way too much for someone who was spying on you just five minutes ago. Her other hand goes to your passage, inserting index and middle finger into you as you gasp at the sudden intrusion originating from someone other than yourself. She starts moving her fingers within you, pistoning them as she rubs their tips along the inside wall of your love canal, drawing a louder moan from you. Have to say, I didn't expect her to take control of the situation so quickly you think as she causes you to go to your knees, unable to stand properly as your head is now at the height of her crotch. You instinctively reach out your tongue, pressing your mouth against her cunt, causing it to be her turn to moan as your tongue enters her.

Seemingly tiring of standing up, she gently pushes you down, as you now lie on the floor, her effectively sitting on your face as she stretches her body out, waist lying between your breasts as she now uses her newfound vantage point to properly explore your depths, one hand having its fingers curve around to go inside you as the other gently toys with your pearl. You moan into her pussy, vibrations causing her to have a moan of her own as the two of you work each others' nethers in your own way. You bring one hand now over to her clit, just between your chin and her crotch, and begin to toy with it, the two of you mutually working for the other's benefit. You push your tongue as far inside her as you can, her juices flowing down it into your mouth as you eagerly lap at her passage. You feel, meanwhile, a relentless pleasuring of your clit as you feel her fingers reach deep within you, feeling your body begin to work to its next orgasm. She, however, ends up having her walls press in against your tongue, body pressed tightly against you, as her fingers press still against your passage, building that tension even further. Seems she really is new to this. After she recovers, she is only all to eager to redouble her efforts, fingers flowing freely within your pussy. This renewed effort causes you to realize that you were way closer than you thought, being unable to properly resume pleasuring her before orgasming once more, causing her to pull her fingers away as you look through her boobs, a long strand of your juices connecting fingers to cunt. Confused as to how to break the strand, she simply resorts to sucking it off her fingers, which to her credit does work. "We should probably stop before we pass out in each other's crotches - I doubt your dad would be terribly thrilled to find either of us in that position tomorrow morning." She sighs, "I suppose you're right, although that did feel amazing. Thanks." She gets up and fixes her clothes, heading for the door.

What's next?

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