Inter-species 'diplomacy'.

I’m not even halfway towards the tent when my extremely excited burden starts shedding feathers like it’s going out of style. I pause, understandably freaked out, then raise an eyebrow when I realise that only the feathers of her bodysuit seem to be affected, leaving her snow-white wings untouched. In a matter of moments, the harpy goes from novelly, albeit scantily clad, to very naked. I watch, fascinated, as the discarded feathers glow softly before disappearing entirely. ‘Neat trick.’

Whist the display of what I’m assuming is harpy magic is impressive, my attention quickly shifts back to the naked woman in my arms. She grins up at me, trilling happily. Whilst I don’t speak harpy, I can recognise a “ta-da!” when I hear one. I chuckle, then resume my walk towards the tent (although, at this point it’s more of a jog).

Ducking inside, I carefully lower the harpy into the soft bedding someone’d set up for the purpose as Lisa closes the tent flap behind her. Turning to my sister, I ask, “anything I can do to make you more comfortable here before I give this pretty little thing the attention she deserves?” Said pretty little thing had propped herself up on her knees the moment I put her down, and if I wasn’t already hard as a rock, the sight and sensation of that incredibly sexy woman nuzzling her face into my junk would have got me there in moments.

I run a hand through her soft white hair, massaging her scalp as Lisa says, “I’m… good, Adam, but thanks for thinking about me. Wait, actually…” Lisa swallows, gathering her resolve before locking eyes with me. Then, with the soft pulse that heralds an outfit change, my big sister stands in front of me, entirely naked. ‘Fuck me, she’s gorgeous!’ “Wow.” Lisa smiles shyly as I take in every beautiful line and curve of her body, then, blushing, says, “… could you use that cleaning spell on me? I’m all sweaty and gross after today.”

I smile and absentmindedly cast the spell (one for her, one for me, and, after some thought, one for the harpy as well) as my eyes drinking in her pale, toned skin, the slope of her full breasts, and the deeper rose of her stiff peaks, before following the curves of her body down to the neatly trimmed thatch between her legs. “You are far from gross, Lisa.” Meeting her eyes, I tell her the simple truth. “You are truly beautiful.” She blushes, then giggles when I let out a startled yelp as I’m almost jerked off my feet.

A certain harpy had grown impatient, and, after tucking her equivalent of hands (two clawed fingers and a thumb on the end of each wing) into the waistband of my trousers, had tugged down for all she was worth. Naturally, as I had a belt on, all she achieved was to tug me forward unexpectedly. Still smiling, Lisa says, “better give the girl what she wants.” Rolling my eyes, I stow my outfit.

The harpy lets out a surprised chirp as my clothes disappear and my cock springs free. Her pale face flushed with excitement, she nuzzles her cheek against my dick. With her head where it is, I half expect her to turn and take me into her mouth. I grin wide, greatly anticipating the look and feel of the cute-as-a-button harpy’s lips wrapped around my shaft. But instead, she leans back, sprawling backwards until she’s lying in the bedding. Looking up at me with smouldering eyes, she spreads her legs wide, offering herself to me.

There’s a moment of silence. Lisa looks between me, looking both mildly disappointed at the unexpected lack of blowjobs but incredibly turned on by the harpy’s lewd display, and the harpy, whose head is cocked to one side in confusion, probably wondering why I hadn’t pounced on her yet. Stifling a laugh, Lisa lowers herself down next to the Harpy, making herself comfortable.

Smiling up at me, Lisa says, “I guess harpies don’t do blowjobs? Sucks to be you!” I snort and roll my eyes at the comment, dropping to my knees as I reply, “I guess not. Hmmm, I wonder if she’s ever had her pussy licked? I should get to that and find out if it’s any different to going down on a human woman, you know, for science.”

Whilst we banter back and forth, the harpy glances between my sister and me, face uncertain. Her expression softens when I smile at her reassuringly, then brightens as I shuffle towards her rather than Lisa. Her eyes lock on my jutting cock and she grins lustily, her hips shifting upwards as I draw nearer.

My heart pounds in my chest as I admire the exotic beauty in front of me. Where Lisa is curvy, the harpy is slender, but she's no less beautiful for it. She’s incredibly toned, with a slim waist and narrow hips. Her perky lemon sized breasts rise and fall with her rapid, excited breathing, the dusky pink nubs of her nipples fully erect. Other than the hair on her head, she’s entirely hairless, and her bald sex glistens in the low light of the tent, slick with her arousal.

As I slowly move between her parted thighs, I brush a hand against her slender leg. Starting just above her talon, I marvel at the bumpy texture of the bird-like limb. Following her leg up, I softly run my fingers over the transition point mid shin, where bird leg merges seamlessly with slim but well-muscled human leg. She chirps in surprise when I land the first soft kiss of many on her inner thigh, just above the knee.

She watches me, brow furrowed in growing confusion as I drop to my belly between her legs, and, after firing off another quick cleaning spell ( you can never be too careful), slowly trail kisses up her inner thighs. Her soft, uncertain trill quickly shifts to a surprised moan as I brush my lips against the heat of her sex. Her smell is earthy and intoxicating, and it takes all my self-control not to dive right on in. Instead, I trace up the line of her inner lips with the tip of my tongue before softly kissing her pearl, which is just beginning to peek out of its hood.

I chuckle as the harpy moans at the contact, then lap at her sex, bottom to top. She tastes tart and a little spicy, a flavour which I quickly find myself enjoying immensely. Soon, she’s spasmodically bucking her hips as my tongue teases her folds. Grinning, I wrap my arms around her thighs, pinning her down, then redouble my efforts. My tongue finds the entrance to her quim and plunges inside, whilst my thumb, lubricated by her own copious juices, lightly circles her clit.

This stimulation quickly proves too much for the harpy. She lets out a long, low whine as her pleasure rapidly builds, then cries out as I push her over the edge. Her hips desperately try to buck as she cums on my tongue, my tastebuds coming alive as her liquid lust fills my mouth. I slowly pull back as her orgasm recedes, grinning as I see my efforts have paid off. The bleary-eyed mess of a harpy looks down at me, smiling dopily.

Those bleary eyes widen slightly as I return her smile with a lusty grin of my own, before diving right back in between her legs. She squawks, then moans when I slip first one finger, then two inside her as my tongue circles her clit. Figuring now is the perfect time to try something I’d read about, I turn my hand with the fingers inside her palm up, before stoking the upper wall of her quim in a ‘come hither’ motion. I can’t help but grin as my fingertips run over a slightly ridged area, and the harpy’s moans reach a new fever pitch.

“Oh fuck, that’s hot. Fucking eat that pussy! Mmmmmmmmmm! Fuck her with your fingers.” Not letting up on the harpy’s pussy, I glance over in direction of the moan and am treated to the lovely sight of Lisa jilling herself. One hand cups her breast, pinching her sensitive peak between thumb and forefinger. The other hand is between her legs, two fingers buried to the knuckle in her quim. “Oooooh fuck. Suck on her little clit, Adam!”

More than happy to comply, I wrap my lips around the harpy’s pearl, and apply gentle suction as I massage her G-spot. Not expecting the sudden intense stimulation to her clit, the harpy shudders, the inner walls of her pussy clamping down on my fingers as she cums, hard. A notification tries to open, but I push it away. ‘Now, of all times?!?’ Rather than come up for air, I continue to suck gently on the little button in my mouth, drawing out her second orgasm until she weakly pushes me away with a wing.

Grinning, I prop myself up on my knees and look down at the harpy… who appears to be snoring faintly, completely out for the count. ‘Errrr… Whoops?’ Sheepishly I turn to Lisa, who looks between the harpy and I, incredulous. Blushing slightly, I say, “didn’t think that was a thing that actually happened, she errrrm… seems fine?” Indeed, our new bed-mate practically glowed, her hair tousled and a small, supremely satisfied smile on her face, the very picture of a well-loved woman. A well-loved woman who’s well past soft snores and was now sawing logs like a champ. “Well, that’s adorable.”

A shifting beside me catches my attention, and I turn to see Lisa shuffling closer. Our eyes lock, and she bites her lip, her eyes smouldering intensely. My heart pounds anew as she slowly grows closer to me, her intentions clear. Then her lips are on mine, our tongues intertwining. A slender hand wraps around my stiff cock, and I moan as my big sister slowly strokes my flesh.

She breaks the kiss and looks deeply into my eyes, still stroking my length. Taking a deep breath, she says, “Adam, I… I want this. I want to explore… us. I’m just… scared.” She presses a finger to my lips as I try to speak, and continues, “I know you’ll never do anything to hurt me, but I worry anyway. Someday, someday soon, you and I are going to sit down, and I am going to tell you the full story, the reason we left London.”

I try to interrupt again, to assure her she didn’t have too, but she silenced me again. “I’m not going to do it for you, Adam, I’m going to do it for me. I want to get it off my chest. I… want to move on with my life, with you, and telling you will help, I think. But that can wait, for now...” She slowly raises the finger from my lips. Unsure of what to say, I simply nod. She smiles, then leans in to kiss me tenderly, wrapping her arms around my neck. Her hand finds my cock again and starts stroking with new intensity.

She breaks the kiss, then whispers in my ear. “Adam, I want this so badly. I want to feel what she felt, what Emily felt. I want to let myself enjoy the moment, like I can do with mum.” Red faced, she pulls away from me. Watching my expression intently, she leans back into the bedding beside the sleeping harpy. Blushing furiously, she mirrors the harpy’s earlier move, spreading her legs for me. “Please, Adam… I... don't think I'm ready for anything else, but could you… go down on me?”

Smiling softly, I reply, “Lisa, I would love to.” I drop to my belly between my big sister’s legs and am about to start slow and build anticipation, but Lisa has other ideas. She reaches out, her fingers hands running through my hair as she breathily says, “noooo Adam, no teasing, please. Please… I need to feel you tongue on me.” She pulls me in, guiding my head towards her dripping sex. Her scent is subtly different to the harpy’s, but no less intoxicating.

“Oooooooh fuck. Mmmmm, that feels…. Oooooooh” Lisa presses my head to her as I explore her inner folds with my tongue. She’s tangy, and slightly salty, a taste which I also find myself enjoy (go figure, maybe I just like eating pussy). Wetting my finger, I gently circle her clit, drawing out a moan as my tongue finds her entrance and plunges inside. “Ooooh just like that. Don’t you dare stop.” Happy to oblige, I keep my tongue inside her, varying my technique as I discover what works well, and what drives her wild. Lisa is a wonderful and surprisingly vocal partner, letting me know with breathy moans or panted words what she wants or where she wanted me.

“Please… I’m so close. I want to feel you suck my clit.” Withdrawing my tongue from inside her quim, she squirms in pleasure as my lips wrap around her pearl, then shudders as I apply steady suction. “Fuck! Harder, ooooohhhh that’s perfect, don’t fucking stop. Soooo good. Just like that! Almost… Oh fuck, fuuuuuuck! Cumming!!!” Her hips buck as I continue to lick at her sex, lapping up her copious juices and drawing out her orgasm as she screams my name.

Eventually, she pushes me away, her pussy far too sensitive for further stimulation. I sit back on my haunches, smiling down at the beautiful woman in front of me, who smiles beatifically up at me. “I love you, Adam.” Leaning in, I softly kiss my big sister on the lips, then say, “I love you too, Lisa.”

The moment is rather touching (if I do say so myself), so, naturally, that when things take a turn back towards bat shit insane as the harpy yawns, stretches, then trills something sleepily. The whole thing sounds adorable, right up to trill number three. Something clicks into place in my head, and I suddenly understand Harpy. “…numbskull, you’re supposed to stick your thingie in me and fuck me! Well, I’ll forgive you this time, but only because whatever the fuck you just did to me felt really fucking good.”

I look down at the harpy, wide eyed in shock. Lisa glances between her and I, then tentatively asks, “Everything ok, Adam?” It’s the harpy’s turn to go wide eyed as she turns to Lisa, and in lightly accented English, asks, “Wait, what!?! You can talk?!? And you let me talk to myself all day without sayin’ anythin’? Rude!”

Non-plussed, Lisa replies, “you do realise you’re speaking our language, right?” The harpy frowns, then says. “What the flyin’ fuck are you… wait a fuckin’ minute, this is another language! What the shit?!?” She turns back to me, and in a voice filled with awe, asks, “are… are you some kind of… sex wizard? Is that why you licked my cunt? You was castin’ some sort of spell on me? Is that why it felt fuckin’ amazin’?”

‘Aaaand the sweet-looking harpy swears like a sailor, because of course she does.’ Lisa and I share a look before I hesitantly reply, “no sex magic, just System weirdness.” Having a thought, I ask, “by the way, what’s your name?” She furrows her brow slightly before shrugging her wings. “I’ll take your word for it, mister wizard. My name? My name is…” her next word is the musical trill of harpy speak, “which in your tongue, means…”

“Melody, right? That name suits you.” She looks at me, surprised. “Errrr, Thanks? How…?” I hold up a finger to forestall further questions. “I think I might know what’s up. Can you give us a sec, Melody?” Melody pouts, but nods. I focus on my interface and bring up the notification that tried to open whilst I was… busy. I take one glance at the title, then, grinning sheepishly, I share the notification with Lisa. Together, we read through the new Achievement.

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Achievement unlocked!

Cunning linguist.

Despite not sharing a single word in a common language, you managed to mime your way into a woman’s bed (or mime her into yours). Not content to stop there, you introduced your new bed-mate to the fine art of pussy-licking, something that before today she was blissfully ignorant of. Still, a job’s not done unless it’s finished properly, right? Rather than give her a couple of licks, then move on to something more pleasurable for you, you kept at it, happily licking away until she came, an orgasm that happened to be her very first, ever. Way to set the bar, our dude! When word gets out (and trust us, it will), you will quickly become very popular with your lady friend’s lady friends.

This Achievement has been infused with a portion of the divine! Deities may choose to reward actions that fall under their purview by offering up a teeny-tiny portion of their power (we’re talking hundredths of a percent here), to improve the reward granted by the System. Make sure to say thank you, maybe even write them a thank you note?

Rewards:

• +2 Charisma.
• +2 Agility.
• 2000 Exp

Divine Reward:

• 1 Perk Upgrade (Gift of gab: Cunning linguist).

Description: Gift of gab is a great tool to have, but it can’t help you when you find amongst normal, everyday people, people who aren’t integrated with the ILRRPG System. Lucky for you, your favourite Lust goddess has your back!

Find yourself in foreign parts and don’t know a single lick of the local dialect? Well, find yourself some ‘foreign parts’, and get to licking! Flex that Cunnilingus Skill (as well as your tongue) and get some lucky lady to cum, and you’ll be able to bypass the System integration requirement on your Gift of gab Perk!

If you are feeling generous and want to give something back to your volunteer, making them cum with your tongue a second time will teach the lucky lady your native language, in this case, English.

Whilst the System makes the process both quick and relatively painless by handling most of the transferred information for you behind the scenes, don’t be too surprised when your partner needs to take a quick and unintended nap (5 minutes, 10 tops) as she learns English, as well as all of its bullshit grammar and syntax laws. Don’t even get me started on plurals! Goose -> geese? But not moose -> meese? …WHY!?

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“She is such a pervert.” Lisa snorts, then replies, “you think?!” Melody pouts, feeling left out, so I try to explain what I can. Lisa chips in occasionally, clarifying a point or to add something I’d missed. We explain to her that yes, the other women we’d travelled with today were romantically involved with me, and yes, all three had given their blessing for tonight’s ‘activities’. Speaking of which, we had to take a minor detour in the narrative to explain the concept of oral sex to the fascinated harpy, apparently it really wasn’t a thing amongst her people, but if Melody’s rather lewd grin and far away expression were any indication, that was about to change.

She shakes her head, clearing whatever fantasy she’d been imagining, then looks over towards me. The faraway look is gone, but her lewd grin has grown. In a sultry voice, she says, “all of this is great, but I’ve got a question.” She reaches out with a wing, and shoves me with surprising strength. Not expecting the move, I lose balance and fall on my back.

Melody giggles at my confused expression, then drops down in my lap, straddling me. Her eyes lock on mine, full of lust, as she rocks her hips back and forth, her hot, wet sex grinding against the underside of my cock. Leaning down, she nibbles my ear, then whispers, “why aren’t we fucking yet?”