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Chapter 6 by Javalar Javalar

What do the girls decide?

Run outside into the storm.

"Please, Kata, please let's leave this place!", Gilly pleaded.

Reluctantly, Katarina nodded. "Alright. I won't **** you any longer to stay inside this room where you had to experience..." She trailed off. The she grabbed her spear, her knuckles white with the grip. "We run to the little forest behind the village." She said. "Follow me! If we see any more creatures, we split. I will try to lure them my way, you run for the forest. Clear?"

Gilly nodded.
Katarina gave her one last look, then got to her feet and walked to the door.
"Alright 3....2....1.... RUN!"

Both girls darted out into the rain. Gilly felt the raindrops pelting against her skin and the wind howling into her face. This was a violent storm. There were shouts and screams from a nearby houses, and... other sounds as well. Grunting, moaning and cries of lust. Gilly shuddered. She remembered the door, the door that she only had to open to find... pleasure.

There was a strange pinkness just outside her field of vision. She ran. She ran until her lungs seem to burst. But strangely, she did not feel any pain. She felt... lust. Pleasure. The rain seemed even stronger now, it obscured her view. Was Katarina still in front of her?

"Kata?" She called out and stopped. The pinkness was brighter now seeping into her field of vision, filling her mind. Why did she want to run? Wasn't it much nicer to... sit? Sit and watch the rain? Gilly reached for her breasts. Her nipples felt swollen. She massaged her right nipple absent mindedly. It was nice here. It was nice outside in the rain. Peaceful. And... Gilly closed her eyes and bit her lips. She felt hot. There was an undenying hotness radiating from her abdomen. She lay down in the wet mud, but the mud wasn't uncomfortable at all. How could anything be uncomfortable if your body produced enough heat and enough pleasure to flood your brain with - well, pleasure. Pink. Pink pleasure.

Somehow, her left hand found its way to her crotch and Gilly began to massage herself. She was still groping her huge tits with her other hand. This was nice. A moan escaped her lips. She stared up into the rain, opened her mouth to drink some of the cool droplets and closed her eyes again. Her movements became more frantically. She - needed to cum. Urgently. Right here. It felt - so good. So - pink. Pleasure. Gilly opened her legs wider, rubbing her clit. Somebody was moaning, loudly. Or were these her own moans? She giggled. My, she was horny, ha?

She felt a tidal wave rising inside her. Oh, yes. Yes. Yes! YES! So... close!

Suddenly, there were footsteps approaching.

Who finds Gilly?

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