I plunged my head underwater again and pulled El down along with me by her leg. She looked just as surprised as I was about where we had ended up, unfortunately, I had not gasped enough air to last me the journey back to the lake. I slowly floated upwards and put just my lips and nose out of the water. I took as deep of a breath as I could in the small amount of time I was willing to risk exposure then swam under once again.
After watching El do the same, we swam as steadily as we could back to Lake Esio. We both were thankful once back on public property. I reinstated the illusion that had shielded the tunnel from sight and we parted the lake, any mood that had developed after the kiss was replaced with confusion and curiosity.
“What sect was that?” I asked El first of all.
We were sitting on the pier we’d jumped off to start with, our legs dangling into the lake. El stretched and lay down displaying her perfectly flat and toned stomach. “Estressemere. But, it’s a mouthful so we just call it Tressy.”
“Has it got a good reputation or a bad one?”
“Neither, it’s only known as being quite pompous.”
“Let’s do some digging then,” I said as I got up. El grabbed my hand and stopped me before I was on my feet,
“Hold on, let’s just lie down for a second. It’s such a lovely day.” I lay down, it was a nice day and it was not often I found myself beside a beautiful lake alongside a beautiful lady. I smiled at the sky, thankful.
That was, until being rolled into the water by a cackling El who must have felt elated that she finally got the upper hand on me in a prank.
“You’re in trouble!” I shouted from the water, she was too busy laughing to care about my empty threats. “Or just troublesome…” I said to myself and I picked myself back up onto the pier.
I was beginning to think that my starting of the teasing might have been a mistake and that she was in it for the long run. I mentally prepared myself for an eternity of being pushed into lakes.
Looking at her smiling face, her skin shimmering in the sun, the soft curls of her short hair - I decided it was worth it.
“El, towel me off please.” She began drying me without even verbally acknowledging my request.
“You have a plan in mind?” she asked as she wrapped the towel round each of my arms.
“I think we pursue information. Best done separately considering the likelihood of encountering danger is extremely low.” She moved onto my head. She had some fun tousling my hair about, thankful it was short and dried in no time. She then moved down to my back and chest.
“I’m not going to a library,” she said in what seemed like an automatic response to the word information.
“I’ll go to the library, you can do what you think would be best.” She held the towel around my waist as I changed out of the wet trunks and back into the clean dry robe I’d kept in my ring. She had dried in the sun and was spared a revisit to the water so she just wore hers on top of her costume.
We met again outside the house we were staying at. “Any luck?” I asked.
“Plenty, got a head full of ideas for tomorrow.”
“So do I,” I smiled. I wondered if we both had the same one, the chances were high.
I knocked on the door and Ms. Kilaeje opened it. She waved me in and bowed to El who she still had not been introduced too.
“El, this is Ms. Kilaeje.” I turned to Ms. Kilaeje next. “This is Eleb, she’s quite noisy but very sweet.” Eleb looked insulted by my description but decided to keep her mouth shut in case it was the truth.
“I have lived in such a quiet house for far too long, I welcome the noise of a happy couple.”
“Thank you,” said Eleb as she bowed. I was surprised as she did not seem the kind of person to provide such courtesies. It seemed she saw my surprise and it only added to her insulted expression.
Although Ms. Kilaeje had said she’d welcome the noise, I was still conscious of the fact that there was a recovering child sleeping downstairs and what we were about to do upstairs was certainly not suitable for them to hear.
Eleb knew before I’d even closed the door, she was disrobed and crawling to the middle of the large bed in just her swimming costume.
“You like how I look in this, don’t you?”
“I’d like you even more out of it.” I closed the room off from acoustic leakage with a qi technique. It was more hands-on than the array in my room in Gutura but it would be sufficient as a temporary sound barrier. It may have even been overkill considering it was designed to hide approaching assassins.
“You first.” she teased. I was easily persuaded, I took my clothes off and bared my all, it seemed that she liked what she saw as she responded in kind. Taking her top off first, she revealed each breast individually, looking me in the eyes the whole time.
Next was the pants, and she had a surprise for me. She flipped around on the bed and slowly peeled her pants down with her hands. Her knees on the bed and her back formed a perfect arch, her chest buried into the soft bed as it held the weight of her upper body.
Her damp and puffy pussy slowly revealed itself, framed by her ridiculously round and pert arse. She did not pull her pants down the whole way, she stopped at her knees then parted her cheeks in a clear invitation that she was not going to wait any longer.
I was rock hard already and I parted her as I pushed forward, mounting her from behind and finally fully sheathing myself into her.
She moaned out softly on entrance then once again at full length. She reached her arms back and I held her hands. It provided emotional support, skinship and importantly also leverage. However, I was not going to go that roughly right at the start. She was more interested in slow and seducing sex and we’d skipped the foreplay.
I stroked the palms of her hands with my thumb as I pulled gently out then even more gently pushed back in. She was not squeezing me down but I could already feel her tightness. She gripped me with every retreat.
I leaned down and kissed along her spine, she turned to look at me and I used the opportunity to lift her up and kiss her on the mouth. We forgot about the thrusting for a minute as we relished each other's tongues.
Eventually she began to bounce on her own, eager to continue. Still facing away, I held her by the neck to keep her in position and helped her movements by moving my hips in time with hers. She seemed nervous as she kept losing pace but I was more than capable of making up for her lack of timing.
I stroked up her stomach with my other hand and grasped her left breast, giving her nipple a subtle squeeze. She panted and I took that as the signal to pick up the pace a little.
I began to cultivate Redemption’s Rose. It penetrated her and flooded her with good feelings. Chit had described it to me like a drink of cold water after being parched for many hours. The feeling washed through her with visible effect. She began to pant and moan with every movement, however subtle. Her pussy leaked an exaggerated amount of juice that made a satisfyingly dirty sound with every pound.
“What…” She said but if she had a question in mind, she did not get to ask it. I pushed her back onto the bed in the position she started in and began to really pick up the pace, finally using her arms for the extra power as I had hypothesised I would at the start.
I felt her squeeze down on me haphazardly, clearly too awash in pleasure to think about it consciously. I was benefiting from it, however, as her occasional squeezes and pleasurable noises were sending incredible signals throughout my body to hurry up and finish inside the wonderful girl.
Thanks to my cultivation technique I was able to quell the ability to impregnate so I had no qualms finishing but without good reason for the experience to be over so soon, I decided not to. El meanwhile had her first orgasm and panted into the sheets.
I slid out of her and stroked her hair. It was short and thick and stroking it only caused it to bounce right back into position. El eventually flattened out and turned over, ready for round two. I saw that she had channelled a strength technique in order to aid the recovery.
“This time, get a little bit rough. Please, young master.” she said submissively. I knew she said it to tease me as I previously expressed my dislike for the term but having El looking up at me with her legs spread wide, it seemed to work for me.
I slid my arm under her back and brought my body right on top of hers, sliding myself in in the process.
“Are you sure?” I asked as my other hand cradled her head and clenched her hair into a fist.
“Oh…” she moaned. Then looked delightedly at me. “I’m sure, I’m sure!”
I channelled Redemption’s Rose once again and began immediately, smashing myself into her far more roughly and with far more power than before. I lifted her back to press her stomach against mine whilst simultaneously pulling her hair and head back, manipulating her into a morphed arch that by the sounds of her incessant moans she seemed to be enjoying.
After her climbing volume reached a plateau I changed the position, pushing her head into the sheets with her hair still bundled in my fists. I lifted one of her legs and began to plough her side on. I was fully on top of her, leaning just enough weight on the hand on her hip and the hand on her head to keep her pressed satisfyingly into the bed. I had propped her left leg on my shoulder to keep it in the desired position. Every now and then I turned my head to the side and bit her calf.
This was the position that sent her over the edge. She had an extremely loud orgasm and shuddered as I pumped my own completion into her at the same time.
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I plunged my head underwater again and pulled El down along with me by her leg. She looked just as surprised as I was about where we had ended up, unfortunately, I had not gasped enough air to last me the journey back to the lake. I slowly floated upwards and put just my lips and nose out of the water. I took as deep of a breath as I could in the small amount of time I was willing to risk exposure then swam under once again.
After watching El do the same, we swam as steadily as we could back to Lake Esio. We both were thankful once back on public property. I reinstated the illusion that had shielded the tunnel from sight and we parted the lake, any mood that had developed after the kiss was replaced with confusion and curiosity.
“What sect was that?” I asked El first of all.
We were sitting on the pier we’d jumped off to start with, our legs dangling into the lake. El stretched and lay down displaying her perfectly flat and toned stomach. “Estressemere. But, it’s a mouthful so we just call it Tressy.”
“Has it got a good reputation or a bad one?”
“Neither, it’s only known as being quite pompous.”
“Let’s do some digging then,” I said as I got up. El grabbed my hand and stopped me before I was on my feet,
“Hold on, let’s just lie down for a second. It’s such a lovely day.” I lay down, it was a nice day and it was not often I found myself beside a beautiful lake alongside a beautiful lady. I smiled at the sky, thankful.
That was, until being rolled into the water by a cackling El who must have felt elated that she finally got the upper hand on me in a prank.
“You’re in trouble!” I shouted from the water, she was too busy laughing to care about my empty threats. “Or just troublesome…” I said to myself and I picked myself back up onto the pier.
I was beginning to think that my starting of the teasing might have been a mistake and that she was in it for the long run. I mentally prepared myself for an eternity of being pushed into lakes.
Looking at her smiling face, her skin shimmering in the sun, the soft curls of her short hair - I decided it was worth it.
“El, towel me off please.” She began drying me without even verbally acknowledging my request.
“You have a plan in mind?” she asked as she wrapped the towel round each of my arms.
“I think we pursue information. Best done separately considering the likelihood of encountering danger is extremely low.” She moved onto my head. She had some fun tousling my hair about, thankful it was short and dried in no time. She then moved down to my back and chest.
“I’m not going to a library,” she said in what seemed like an automatic response to the word information.
“I’ll go to the library, you can do what you think would be best.” She held the towel around my waist as I changed out of the wet trunks and back into the clean dry robe I’d kept in my ring. She had dried in the sun and was spared a revisit to the water so she just wore hers on top of her costume.
We met again outside the house we were staying at. “Any luck?” I asked.
“Plenty, got a head full of ideas for tomorrow.”
“So do I,” I smiled. I wondered if we both had the same one, the chances were high.
I knocked on the door and Ms. Kilaeje opened it. She waved me in and bowed to El who she still had not been introduced too.
“El, this is Ms. Kilaeje.” I turned to Ms. Kilaeje next. “This is Eleb, she’s quite noisy but very sweet.” Eleb looked insulted by my description but decided to keep her mouth shut in case it was the truth.
“I have lived in such a quiet house for far too long, I welcome the noise of a happy couple.”
“Thank you,” said Eleb as she bowed. I was surprised as she did not seem the kind of person to provide such courtesies. It seemed she saw my surprise and it only added to her insulted expression.
Although Ms. Kilaeje had said she’d welcome the noise, I was still conscious of the fact that there was a recovering child sleeping downstairs and what we were about to do upstairs was certainly not suitable for them to hear.
Eleb knew before I’d even closed the door, she was disrobed and crawling to the middle of the large bed in just her swimming costume.
“You like how I look in this, don’t you?”
“I’d like you even more out of it.” I closed the room off from acoustic leakage with a qi technique. It was more hands-on than the array in my room in Gutura but it would be sufficient as a temporary sound barrier. It may have even been overkill considering it was designed to hide approaching assassins.
“You first.” she teased. I was easily persuaded, I took my clothes off and bared my all, it seemed that she liked what she saw as she responded in kind. Taking her top off first, she revealed each breast individually, looking me in the eyes the whole time.
Next was the pants, and she had a surprise for me. She flipped around on the bed and slowly peeled her pants down with her hands. Her knees on the bed and her back formed a perfect arch, her chest buried into the soft bed as it held the weight of her upper body.
Her damp and puffy pussy slowly revealed itself, framed by her ridiculously round and pert arse. She did not pull her pants down the whole way, she stopped at her knees then parted her cheeks in a clear invitation that she was not going to wait any longer.
I was rock hard already and I parted her as I pushed forward, mounting her from behind and finally fully sheathing myself into her.
She moaned out softly on entrance then once again at full length. She reached her arms back and I held her hands. It provided emotional support, skinship and importantly also leverage. However, I was not going to go that roughly right at the start. She was more interested in slow and seducing sex and we’d skipped the foreplay.
I stroked the palms of her hands with my thumb as I pulled gently out then even more gently pushed back in. She was not squeezing me down but I could already feel her tightness. She gripped me with every retreat.
I leaned down and kissed along her spine, she turned to look at me and I used the opportunity to lift her up and kiss her on the mouth. We forgot about the thrusting for a minute as we relished each other's tongues.
Eventually she began to bounce on her own, eager to continue. Still facing away, I held her by the neck to keep her in position and helped her movements by moving my hips in time with hers. She seemed nervous as she kept losing pace but I was more than capable of making up for her lack of timing.
I stroked up her stomach with my other hand and grasped her left breast, giving her nipple a subtle squeeze. She panted and I took that as the signal to pick up the pace a little.
I began to cultivate Redemption’s Rose. It penetrated her and flooded her with good feelings. Chit had described it to me like a drink of cold water after being parched for many hours. The feeling washed through her with visible effect. She began to pant and moan with every movement, however subtle. Her pussy leaked an exaggerated amount of juice that made a satisfyingly dirty sound with every pound.
“What…” She said but if she had a question in mind, she did not get to ask it. I pushed her back onto the bed in the position she started in and began to really pick up the pace, finally using her arms for the extra power as I had hypothesised I would at the start.
I felt her squeeze down on me haphazardly, clearly too awash in pleasure to think about it consciously. I was benefiting from it, however, as her occasional squeezes and pleasurable noises were sending incredible signals throughout my body to hurry up and finish inside the wonderful girl.
Thanks to my cultivation technique I was able to quell the ability to impregnate so I had no qualms finishing but without good reason for the experience to be over so soon, I decided not to. El meanwhile had her first orgasm and panted into the sheets.
I slid out of her and stroked her hair. It was short and thick and stroking it only caused it to bounce right back into position. El eventually flattened out and turned over, ready for round two. I saw that she had channelled a strength technique in order to aid the recovery.
“This time, get a little bit rough. Please, young master.” she said submissively. I knew she said it to tease me as I previously expressed my dislike for the term but having El looking up at me with her legs spread wide, it seemed to work for me.
I slid my arm under her back and brought my body right on top of hers, sliding myself in in the process.
“Are you sure?” I asked as my other hand cradled her head and clenched her hair into a fist.
“Oh…” she moaned. Then looked delightedly at me. “I’m sure, I’m sure!”
I channelled Redemption’s Rose once again and began immediately, smashing myself into her far more roughly and with far more power than before. I lifted her back to press her stomach against mine whilst simultaneously pulling her hair and head back, manipulating her into a morphed arch that by the sounds of her incessant moans she seemed to be enjoying.
After her climbing volume reached a plateau I changed the position, pushing her head into the sheets with her hair still bundled in my fists. I lifted one of her legs and began to plough her side on. I was fully on top of her, leaning just enough weight on the hand on her hip and the hand on her head to keep her pressed satisfyingly into the bed. I had propped her left leg on my shoulder to keep it in the desired position. Every now and then I turned my head to the side and bit her calf.
This was the position that sent her over the edge. She had an extremely loud orgasm and shuddered as I pumped my own completion into her at the same time.
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