Story 3: Xitlaly, The Living Sex Doll

Warning: Content may include dominant or submissive behavior, bondage, bisexual activity and a living sex doll that thrives in sexual energy through possessive means. If you enjoy a doll getting her way through sex, seduction, magic and dominantion/submission, this may be for you!

SNAP!

With the snap of her fingers, the wooden cup floated hastily to her hand before Xitlaly then poured some wine into it and passed it to her friend Seline, who sat down smiling at the sheer sight of it. "You're magic never fails to amuse me, Xitlaly. How do you do it alone without making a name for yourself, i will never know."

Xitlaly herself shrugged before snapping her fingers once more, summoning another cup from the kitchen several meters away before pouring herself a drink, "I told you, I'm just not as interested in making money out of my teachings that's all. Bet you probably wish you went with me all those times I had to take care of the old witch lady now, huh?" She chuckled as they both sipped their drinks and sat down together, enjoying each others company. A small bit of wine slipped out of the corner of her mouth as she smiled, with Seline reaching out with her finger to wipe it for her. "Here, silly thing. Can't leave this to waste." She smiled, sticking her finger past her lips much to her friends delight. "Someone might have had a little too much wine."

Seline winked in return. "Maybe, what's wrong with that?" Xitlaly giggled back, her friend right now was carrying a soft red hue on her beautiful face, full of blonde hair that fell beyond her shoulders and the most heavenly blue eyes you've ever seen. She was the definition of beauty, short but slim and carrying a polite posture, the kindest woman in the city of Mezza Lo. Everyone loved her and would visit her shop of jewelry and clothing, it was how Seline could make a living. It wasn't necessary of course, she knew her best friend would do anything for her.

Ten years they knew one another, Xitlaly making the perfect friend for her. She was the same height, so she couldn't tease her for being short. She had dark black hair that Seline would sometimes spend hours combing and braiding it, feeling through how soft it is, and her purple eyes were a true sight to behold. The entire village and all travelers that have crossed paths with Xitlaly remark how beautiful and unique her eyes are to her. Upon questioning, she would shrug and claim it was a genetic mutation in eye color. But she knew Seline could stare into her eyes all day and not once grow bored. Even her skin felt smooth and soft to the touch, just holding her hand can be compared to stroking the softest patch of fur a puppy could have. Everything about Xitlaly seemed perfect for her.

"Careful, Seline. If you start something, you'll be late in attending your shop and then what will come of your customers?" She smiled, tipping her cute violet colored witches hat. Her hair right now seemed to be in a lace braid ponytail style, keeping a few locks of her hair dangling in front to the sides with a warm smile. Seline's chest rose and fell, slowly beginning to increase in breathing before taking another sip of her wine and passing it asode. She swore, she stared feeling unbearably turned on all so suddenly, though she supposed it was for the attraction towards her friend. "Well, you would certainly welcome that wouldn't you? You've always promised me before of how you would care for me, after all."

"Oh, do you wish to put that to the test?"

Seline shrugged her shoulders, slipping the strap of her dress past her shoulder as it dangled invitingly. "Do you think you have what it takes? I can be a realll handful." She couldn't help but feel butterflies in her belly as her friend pushed her chair back and reached in, lifting her onto the table spilling the bottle of wine as she squealed. "Babe! Hehe, the bottle, oh i'm so sorry-"

"Don't be," She grinned back before parting her guest's legs, "It's not what i'm thirsty for." With a naughty gleam in her eyes, she dipped her head before parting her friends motherhood and invading its halls with her tongue. Seline cooed and leaned her head back, resting her legs on her friends shoulders as she continued drinking from her.

"Ooooohhh, fuck do that thing you do with your tongue, you know the one... yes! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhh gods thats soooo gooooood..."

Xitlaly kept her eyes closed, lifting her head up and down as she expertly painted her lover's clit with soft strokes. She enjoyed every taste, every stroke, every nip that would fall onto Serine, it was like ecstacy to her. Nevermind they were practically on her front porch, nevermind that anyoje could see them at any moment. This moment belonged to them and them alone.

"Oh fuck! X-Xitlaly, people might uhnn! Ohh... people might see us out here... ssssssee you taking me..." She bucked her hips against her partner's face, her stomach clenching as her body felt as if it were on fire. Something about her touch just sent the right signals through her, like there was no other that could ever compare.

"Who cares? Let them watch, way i see it i'm giving the world a demonstration on how to please a woman." Xitlaly licked her lips before kissing her pussy as if it were a lover, softly parting her folds before rubbing her familiar tongue back home. Her hands rubbed smoothly across Serine's thighs gently, warm and silk to the touch making her gasp and yelp. "Oh, oh Laly, ohhhh uhnn! Uhh, uhhh Laly i'm almost therrrrrre."

She smiled before parting her mouth once more to whisper, "Don't hold back." Before diving back in and suckling her pussy with vigour and rubbing her clit.

That did it.

With no control left, Seline felt herself buck and twitch before exploding from inside of what she could best describe as water breaching through the dam, letting lose all of her juices into her hungry lover's throat. She gulped it down with glee, licking and sucking her friends deepest nectar like a baby suckling on the sweetest candy, wanting it to never end. Her legs gripped Xitlaly's head tightly and involuntary, causing her eyes to grow wide upon hearing a sudden crack.

"Ohhhhh...mhnnnnn..." Seline herself collapsed back onto the table, her dress falling down to cover herself as she pushed whatever remaining silverware remained onto the floor to join the spilt bottle. Xitlaly however, covered the side of her head where her temple would be with a bit of hair in the way just in case. She wiped her mouth and licked her fingers clean, savoring the taste of her friend before Seline regained consciousness. "I think... I think I may need to lay down for a bit after that one haha... ohh..."

She couldn't help but giggle at her friends display, looking more like a drunken wench left behind from a dance party then a beautiful woman recovering from a strong orgasm. She helped lifted her on her feet before guiding her into her home, coaxing her to rest into bed. "Xitlaly... fine i'll rest, but if we do anything more then I may as well close the shop for today because the women will be left asking questions and-"

"Yes yes yes, i'll take care of it. You just rest okay? I'll be in the other room moving some things, it will only be a quick minute. Promise." Seline smiled as she rested on her back. "You and your promises..." She could hear her voice trail off as she headed to the makeup room and glanced at the mirror. Her reflection showed the damage she received from her lovers embrace, she now had a small crack on her temple. "Damn, gunna need a few stitches for that." Grabbing her needle, she went to work fixing herself back to normal. This was a secret her friend was unaware of. Why is Xitlaly the perfect friend, the perfect figure, the perfect body? Well, the answer is simple, she crafted herself to appear that way.

In truth, Xitlaly is a Living Sex Doll. A sex doll which a little girl took a liking towards when she found her in an abandoned village. A sex doll which mysteriously disappeared around the time the little girl made a new friend. A friend who never grew sick, never broke a bone, a friend that became the embodiment of everything the little girl loved which she shared onto her diary that she left next to where her old doll used to be.

It was like making apples, you take your time fixing the soil and planting the seeds, and through patience and passage, you can enjoy the spoils of your success and feast upon the sweetest of apples. And she definitely tasted the sweetest.

Done, she placed the needle down and smiled at her reflection. Her hair could hide the mark, but overnight she may need to begin crafting another layer of synthetic skin for her head. It'll take a while, but patience has always been one of her strongest assets.

Xitlaly stood at the door frame, leaning against it and watching her friend rest peacefully in bed. So many years getting to know her, it may seem manipulative but she did come to care for her, for Xitlaly the emotions and feelings are real and genuine. She didn't want no other then Seline, and she feared that perhaps Seline would drift away somehow. But those thoughts were placed aside as she observed her sleep. Gods, even in her dreams she is so gorgeous. She could take her again, or perhaps just let her rest for the time being. The shop is important for her after all, and the ladies will be most curious as to why it would close today. But she could handle it.

She could handle anything.