Pilates 2: The Search for Cumming Gold

Harper

Scarlet catches Harper as she heads up to the Suite. “Hey, Harper, can we talk? I know you agreed before the meeting but...”

“Sure, Scarlet, but I’m mostly planning on hanging upstairs until my – date – is supposed to start. If you want to join me, I don’t mind.”

The two head up to the Suite. Harper stares at the statue of Skye and her once it gets into view. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees Scarlet almost start to pout. Oh, is that a hint of jealousy I sense? I need to nip that in the bud.

“Hey, I appreciate what you did for me Scarlet. I really do. I hope that I get a whole row of statues like the one I got last night. One for each of you. I just rather not think about my old self.”

“Well, we’ll test that later.”

The two finish climbing the stairs and end up sitting in the reading nook.

“So, which nightmare scenario are you wanting to talk about first?”

Scarlet just starts describing her adventure in Indigo Dreamland. Harper tries her best to politely listen while working on the one-shot Skye asked for. When Scarlet finishes, Harper just nods and says, “I figured it was something like that. Thanks for confirming some things for me.”

“Wait, you’re not shocked that Indigo is planning on killing you in less than twelve hours? You haven’t exactly had great luck on surviving encounters, you know?”

“I had my suspicions before Skye hinted at Indigo’s impending homicide attempt. If Daphne showed us anything yesterday, is that one high level spell can drop any of us. And tonight, I will be able to drop the hurt if I need to. I’m not worried about Añil. I’m worried about whatever she is working with, her patron.”

“Wait, Skye already knew?”

“Mentioned it this morning. She asked me to do a bunch of stuff for her, including having her escort me on my date. If I have to guess, Eilistraee wants her to be there to keep me alive. And The Dancer wants me there to stop the patron.”

“And you’re okay with this?”

“If I have any hope of saving Añil from this, I have to be.”

“And you think Indigo is worth saving? After all that she has done?”

“Eilistraee is a goddess of second chances. Her whole thing is to bring the drow to the light. I’m willing to try.”

“This won’t be like the dungeon. You could die.”

“Oh, I’ve already died a bunch. I died twice yesterday. And the second time, the Dancer herself brought me back from the brink. She won’t let me die and abandon the lot of you. I have a duty to save you all. And that includes Añil, if I can.”

“There’s no talking you out of this?”

“You can try, but I’m pretty stubborn.”

Scarlet gets up and gently gives Harper a series of kisses up her neck, eventually landing a big one on the mouth. She then says, “Well, then you better come back to us, Harper. Alive, whole, and well. I will never, ever forgive you for helping me to feel like I’m finally over Alex only for you to end up dead. Do you understand me?”

Harper presses Scarlet into her arms and kisses her back, “I will never, ever forgive myself if I don’t come back. I love my tap dancing girl. And, before you go...” Harper pulls out her phone and presses some buttons. Scarlet hears her phone notification go off.

Harper: -110 BP (-70 BP earmarked for contestant modifications)

Scarlet: The Magic of Student Loans +1 Progress: 135/319

“I needed to spend it before the meeting tomorrow. I promise you I will be there for it. If you insist on paying me back, do it after the challenge. We good?”

“We’re good, Harper. I’m going downstairs to go tap dancing for a bit. Join me if you like.”

“I got some more homework to do for Skye, but I will when I can. I love you.”

“Love you too, ya goofball. Oh, and Daphne is making you something for tonight. Don't go on your date without it.”

Josie

Josie is bemused by following Skye into what the wolf-girl has already dubbed “My Den of Sweaty Seduction” in her head. She’s looking at the drow in a different light since this morning. No longer as just a girl lost in a world beyond her. Now, she’s a blossoming woman with a pretty nice ass. Can’t wait to get my hands on those cheeks.

Soon enough, they are both on Pilates mats and can begin. Josie starts with some basic cardio warm-ups. Jumping jacks, lunges, squats, high knees, butt kickers, burpees. Just an attempt to measure Skye’s general fitness. Unsurprisingly, Skye is in good shape; farm work kept her healthy. Once the drow saw what Josie wanted her to do, she performs pretty admirably. The girl even has the fitness to converse.

“So, Ms. Josie, what are your intentions with my wife?”

Josie sputters at that sudden question. She almost loses her balance. “Um, what’s with the question, Mrs. Skye?”

“Just wanting to figure out who’s going to be joining us in matrimony. Are you just planning on stringing my wife along or are you going to court her properly?”

Josie does lose her balance on that question. Granted she recovers by turning her fall into a handstand, but still...

“I’m not planning anything, one way or another. Still trying to figure out how to deal with being emotional ****. I already have Tina trying to pressure me. I don’t need you doing it too.”

Skye shifts to a handstand too, then adds, “You know how she feels about you, Ms. Josie. My love deserves to know how you feel about her. I won’t pressure you on what to say, but I will pressure you to go say something. We ready to move on to the main event?”

Josie gets out of the handstand. “Water break first. Main event?”

Skye blushes as she sips from her water bottle. “I’m not just doing this for the stat boost. I’m doing this to be a better wife. I felt my performance last night was... inadequate. I’m hoping to both grow closer to you and to learn some tricks to make my love feel as good as she made me feel last night.”

Wow. It’s like getting married opened a whole new side of her. Damn. “Hey, first times are usually bad. Did Harper make you cum upstairs?”

Her blush deepens. “Yes.”

“Did you make her cum?”

Can she blush any more? “Yes.”

“So, better than average. My first time, neither of us came once. It takes practice, like anything else. And I’m happy to help you practice.”

With that, Josie starts the main event. She has Skye assume a position to start some hip bridges. Then Josie slips off her bikini bottom thong and takes a table top position over the drow. “Wait, Ms Josie. I can feel you indecent top. Would you mind taking that off, too?” Josie sits up, peels off her sports bra, tossing it aside, then resumes the position.

“Alright, Mrs. Skye, you are going to thrust your hips up, where my tongue will be waiting to enter you. When you’re ready to try eating me out, just tap my thigh and I’ll lower myself. Tap my thigh again, and I’ll sit back up. Once you cum, I’ll reposition myself slightly to help you get me off. Questions?”

“None, Ms. Josie. Thank you for letting me do this.”

“No problem. Take your time and go your own pace.”

Josie is sorely tempted to give into the bloodlust simmering at the corner of her consciousness at all times, but Skye still seems a little too fragile to deal with a foot-long tongue plunging wildly inside her. Gotta work her way up to that. For now the regular tongue will do. When Skye thrusts up, Josie pushes down with her tongue and enters the girl for a couple of seconds.

The thing about a magically enhanced tongue is that every girl has this unique flavor. Josie still can sense the girl’s actual taste, but the magic adds something extra; something to make her crave eating pussy more (not that she really needs it). Tina tastes like bubble gum flavored cotton candy. Scarlet, a cinnamon snicker doodle, fresh out of the oven. Daphne kind of tastes like baklava, which is a little surprising, given how the fish would probably wretch at that particular dessert (or any dessert, really). And Skye? It’s hard to describe. She has this subtle floral sweetness. Josie can’t quite identify it. Maybe Harper can? She’s got a magic tongue, too. I wonder what my old lady tastes like?

Josie feels some taps on her leg, so she lowers her hips to just hover near Skye’s (upper) lips. She feels the first tentative licks. I guess she’s a lot more hesitant when she’s not high on her weird cult transformation? Skye’s hip thrusts get a little stronger. Josie matches that energy, pushing a little deeper, a little longer with every pulse from the drow.

She feels Skye withdraw to ask, “Am I doing a bad job? You aren’t getting aroused like Harper did last night.”

“It’s not bad, it’s sweet and gentle and I’m sure that there are girls out there that would enjoy it.”

“Just not you, Ms. Josie?”

“Don’t worry about me right now. I want you to go at it at a level of intensity that you can handle. It takes practice to get another girl going. You wouldn’t believe how many of my straight friends at home complain that their men can’t get them off. I’ve turned a couple to our side at least part-time simply by giving them their first orgasm not from a toy.”

“If you insist, Ms. Josie.” Skye goes back to licking. She awkwardly tries to go a little stronger. Josie goes back to focusing on meeting Skye’s hip thrusts. Skye starts to moan into Josie’s wolf den. Her thrusts start to get more erratic, like the pleasure is messing up her rhythm. Skye stops even trying to get Josie off, leaning back and groaning as she begins to fall apart. The drow’s hips give out; Josie grabs onto Skye’s ass cheeks as her mouth follows the drow’s hips to the floor. Josie grabs one of Skye’s hand and places it on top of the drow’s little button. That done, Josie pounds Skye’s snatch with her tongue. Skye’s walls squeeze tightly against Josie’s tongue. The blast of floral sweetness is a reward for a job well done.

Skye: +2 VP (Brought to Orgasm by Another Slut [Lick Lower Lips to Leaking])

“Sorry, Ms. Josie. It seems I failed.”

“Nonsense. Now it’s your turn. Give me a sec.” Josie shifts herself into an elbow plank and scoots back a bit to better align her crotch with Skye’s mouth. “Now, use your fingers to press them inside me, probably two or three, and just focus your tongue on my clit. Feel around. I’ll squirm when you find the right spots.”

Skye only sticks one finger in and slowly moves them around. Her licks are a little better when focused, at least. Josie demands, “I’m not a fragile egg, girl. Oooh. There. Did you feel how that spot felt different. Rub there. Use 3 fingers; your fingers are definitely too slim to get me off with just 2.”

It takes some prodding, but Josie starts to drip when Skye finally gets a third finger curling in. “Good, good. Now, I’m going to start bucking on your face and fingers. I’ll start slow, but I’ll get a lot faster once I get close.” Josie starts to roll her hips, to **** Skye to press deeper than the gentle girl would do on her own. To help encourage her, Josie rubs her nose against Skye’s clit. From Skye’s moanings into her snatch, Josie thinks she understood, “No fair!”

Kissing the drow’s pubic mound, she states, “Plenty fair. Harder, girl. Harder.” Josie proceeds to thrust and rub harder. Skye’s getting close again, losing focus. Now that’s unfair. In a singular motion, Josie sits up and turns around, staring down into Skye’s violet eyes. She lightly taps Skye’s clit behind her, chastising, “Bad girl. Focus on the job at hand. No cumming until I do.”

“But,” Skye mutters, muffled between Josie’s thighs.

“But nothing. The reason you didn’t get Harper to cum at your wedding is that you gave into the pleasure Harper was giving you and stopped your licking. Keep at it.”

Josie rocks against Skye’s face as the drow once again starts to lick. Josie starts to rub her clit, as, even if Skye focuses, it will take forever for her to get off at the pace the drow wants to set. When she’s almost there, bucking frantically, she finally reaches behind and pumps into Skye’s special place. Skye still cums first, but Josie does soon after.

Skye: +1 Dexterity

Getting off the tired drow girl, Josie gives her a pat on the cheek, “Good effort, Mrs. Skye. Good effort.”

Josie suddenly get a taste of herself on Skye’s lips. Her tongue movements are awkward, unpracticed. When she lets go, she asks, “May I call you Josie now? Are we more than friends yet?” The girl looks so worried.

“Yeah, Skye, we’re more than friends.” Her smile is so big and bright; how is that fair?

“Good,” Skye answers, adding a quick peck to Josie’s cheek, “Thank you for the lessons. Hopefully, by the time Harper and I drag you into our marital bed, I’ll be better.”

Daphne

Daphne is at the opening ceremony stage, digging through some ashes. She had the ability to make a transmuter’s stone since before the show began (though her entrance into her Beloved’s harem did change some things about it), but never saw the need for it until now. Now, her Beloved could definitely use the fire resistance Daphne can add to the stone.

It normally takes 8 hours from start to finish to make a stone. Some of that time is used to gather the necessary materials. Materials with innate magical power (such as the remnants of the magical giant Pharaoh snakes Beckie used in the opening ceremony) work best. She gathers a bunch of those ashes, plus some ashes from the box her Beloved was trapped in, and adds a precious piece of cargo from her inventory. The cum she collected the morning after her date. Probably the last bit of seed her Beloved expelled before the PP robbed her of her potency. She carefully mixes the glob of spunk into the ashes. Then, she starts to mold and knead. Time to shape and empower the stone she is slowly, slooooowly making.