Hello friends and lovers!
Because you've all been amazing, here is an early release!!!
CONTENT WARNING:
SpoilerSex happens. It's the entire chapter. BUT THERE ARE ALSO EMOTIONS AND SUCH. Either way I hope you enjoy. :D
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“Please fuck me.” I whisper without hesitation, then look back down to her feet. “What you said… the other night… all those things you promised to do to me when–”
That finally makes her push away from the door and move to stand right in front of me. A single finger moves to my chin, then gently but forcefully tilts me up to meet her eyes.
That… does something. Similar to the other night when she grabbed my chin to force me to pay attention. The warmth inside me gets hotter, causes it to… Oh yeah. If I’d somehow kept my underthings and tights clean before they are definitely fucked now.
She smirks, leans forward, and finally kisses me. It’s long and soft. Her tongue parts my lips and dances with mine a little. I can’t stop a shutter as one of her hands grips my shoulder while the other finds my back and pulls me in closer.
I’m dizzy by the time Yrelia pulls away, and she’s barely even breathing hard! A smirk parts her lips, then she moves to kiss me again after a second, this time it’s hard and excited and she pushes me back during the process. Eventually my legs bump the bed and she shoves me down onto its soft covers.
Yrelia leans over me, and when I try to crawl back to give her room she grabs my ankles and removes my shoes. Then she reaches down to pull off her own and tosses them back. I begin to wriggle and reach down to remove my tights and skirt, but she does crawl forward at that point to stop me. No words, just takes my wrists and presses them into the pillows above.
Then she’s kissing me again, and my body continues to melt.
Almost immediately one of her legs is between mine and she is fucking torturing me with the pleasure of it. Just like that first night she will press into me with it, grind a little, then pull back. Only difference is that this time she’s also pinning my wrists so I can’t even try and use them to help move my hips up to chase her. I can only... just... enjoy her slow and wonderful motions.
I know I’m not quiet. I moan and whine a little. Once I manage to whisper through the kiss; “Please, Yrelia.”
But this only fuels her teasing more. By the time she pulls away my brain is a mush of desire and confusion and nonsense. She releases my wrists and slides her hands up my shirt and moves to take it off me. I try to help, even sit up to make it easier, but once the shirt is over my head she twists and pulls it tight around my wrists and presses them back into the sheets above my head.
We lock eyes, and her’s burn with a strange intensity. “Don’t move those.” She warns.
A little noise escapes my lips and brumbleflesh tickles the back of my neck. Mind too much of a mush to argue or try and change her plans.
She purrs at that, and moves to my breasts. She’s gentle at first, all tongue and lips and caress as her leg continues to tease me. I squirm and wriggle beneath those touches. Mind lost between loving every second and obsessing over the growing heat between my legs.
I’m not above begging for her to do more. Not now, not like this. “Please, Yrelia. I… I can’t–”
She starts using her teeth on my nipples. Not hard… yet. But that sends me over the edge into horny madness land.
“Fuck.” I moan, and kick my hips up into her last grinding motion.
She whispers something about, “Getting these jeweled” and continues. I’m too lost in this to even try and process what she meant there. A few more eternities pass, and soon my thoughts are focused only on her leg and the amazing torment it brings.
I whine, not caring how loud I am. “Please, Yrelia. It’s too much.”
She laughs, “I think you’ve been a good girl.”
A shudder runs through me at her words. At the pet name she's just laid atop my spinning mind. But then she’s removing my skirt and pulling my tights off. I don’t need to look to know that everything down there is soaked. The last bastions of my embarrassment fall as the cool air touches my naked flesh.
A whimper escapes me as she crawls back on top and her hands trace brumble flesh up from my hips, along the side of my aching breasts, and all the way to my arms that still lay above my head, wrapped in the twistings of cloth. She grins down at my desperate expression, and then begins to draw out a path along my skin with her tongue and lips and fingers. She starts at my neck, then works her way down past my collarbone and chest, ending at my navel.
From there she pushes my legs a little farther apart and uses her tongue to… Oh fuck.
She’s not like I was that first night. Hungry and unsure of where and how exactly to kiss and lick, I had just… kind of used every part of my mouth against every part of her and hoped for the best. But Yrelia is… Fuck! She makes me squirm and whine and moan with just the tip of her tongue. Pushing me apart, dancing against my second lips, and teasing out long sensual circles and patterns against my clit.
She understands my body's little reactions so well! Perfectly balancing me between teasing ecstasy and the eventual climax. But then… after what feels like forever, she speeds up her work and begins to… Fuck! I can’t… Fuck Fuck FUCK! I’m going to–
That damn inside me explodes and I am flooded with euphoria and warmth. My legs try to squeeze shut on Yrelia’s head, but my muscles are all noodle right now and she holds me apart with ease. I lose track of everything except her warm breath between my legs for a while.
But…Unlike the first night, she doesn’t stop there. She presses her mouth into me again.
I’m too sensitive, and would have stopped her if I wasn’t paralyzed and drenched in the post orgasm euphoria and a ton of sweat. But then her tongue is inside me, and I can’t help but let out a little squeak as she finds… something. Something deep inside that feels really fucking good as she strokes it. It takes her even less time than before, and somehow... I'm... fuck... wh... a.. again?
This one is… deeper? I don’t know. Where the first one was like sudden overpowering sunlight washing over you after a cold rain, this one is like submerging into hot bubbling waters. It reaches up into my core and… fuck! My legs don’t even move, just lay shaking as she takes one last big lick and pulls out of me.
I don’t really know what all happens next. When I do regain awareness Yrelia is cuddling beside me, naked, and showering me with little pecks and kisses. I want to tell her that I love her. That she just gave me the best sex of my life. That I don’t ever want to leave this room.
But… I can only manage a little whine and dry squeaking sound.
She smiles, reaches behind and below to help me sit up a little, and offers me a drink of water from the bedside table. I drink greedily, then flop back down into the sheets and close my eyes to continue basking in the glow emitting from my… well kinda my everywhere.
Through bleary eyes I peek out at her naked beauty hovering above me. Her skin is… immaculate. All soft and with the right balance of glistening sweat. She’s kept those rings along her ears, and now I can’t help but notice a pair of matching studs piercing her breasts. I can only murmur. “When did you get undressed?”
She purrs out a laugh and snuggles around my head. “Didn’t want to ruin my dress. You kinda exploded there.”
I am, unfortunately, still able to blush. “Fuck. I’m sorry. I should have–”
She shushes me with a finger to my lips. “It was all part of my master plan.”
Then she’s kissing me from above, all gentle softness without any real pressure.
“Thank you.” I whisper as she pulls away. “That was amazing. I… I don’t–”
“Was?” She smirks, "Who says I’m finished with you?”
That stutters my thoughts to a blubbering halt. A quirk of an eyebrow and a glint in her eye stops me. “You really don’t understand what you’ve gotten yourself into here with me, Ina.”
An hour or so later my heart does an unexpected flutter as Yrelia purrs “That’s it… mmmm. Good girl!”
We’d waited through slow kisses to actually start sex up again. I begged her to let me pleasure her this time, and she gave me a compromise. She’s on top of me again, although this time her hips hover above my face while her lips and tongue and fingers tease at everything between my own legs.
Just like that first night, the taste of her shifts into a… weirdly sweet flavor. In the midst of trying to emulate her own deft mouthwork that purr of… good girl stirs the fire within her that I’m slowly teasing at. Between that and my own sudden love of her praise I shutter and wiggle.
“Mmmmm…” She moans.
I keep going, accelerating faster as her pleasuring of me pauses. Fingers wandering and squeezing and playing at her nipples and the neat little jeweled studs they hold.
“Wait… Ina.” She huffs a warm breath into my skin, “I don't want to… not yet. I’ll–”
I barely hear her, the rush of warmth into me is intoxicating.
“Ina!” She tries to pull up, pull away. “Stop.”
I can’t, I wrap my arms around her legs and hips and clam myself to her to–
Pain, hard and sudden, causes me to yelp and fall away from her. Yrelia has three fingers wrapped around one of my nipples.
“Bad girl.” She’s glaring down across our bodies and between her legs at me.
“I… I’m sorry.” I blubber. “I… I couldn’t… I thought… I…” Fighting the sudden water in my eyes I drop my head back to the sheets. Fuck. What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I just… Do anything right!?! Stu– Stupi–
And an icepick halts that thought. Sends a shudder of horrid pain through me that absolutely kills the last droplets of warmth. I stare up past Yrelia’s body into the ceiling planks, horror dawning as… as I realize just how real Her dream commands are to me now. What did She do to me?!?
“Ina?”
She turns to rotate up to see me, desperate I turn and hide my face in my hands. I don’t want her to see me, not while this perfect body is betraying me. NO. I’m not going to cry. I’m not going to ruin this amazing night.
“I’m sorry. I… I won’t. Please, just let me keep going. Let me give you–”
“Hey Ina! It’s fine! It’s okay!!” She moves up to wraps arms around my shoulders. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pinch you that hard. I just–” She huffs. “Sorry. I just wanted to hold off and you kinda started going crazy. I kinda already came a bit there and needed–.”
“I’m sorry. I’m ruining everything.” I wipe furiously at my eyes. “I should listen to you… I couldn’t stop. It was…”
The warm little spark Emarial shoved into me flitters, angry that I stopped and hungry for more of Yrelia’s warmth. I hate it. Hate how it’s ruining this!
“Hey, hey, hey.” Yrelia rolls me to face her, kisses both my still wet eyes and then the nipple she twisted. “Seriously, it’s fine. I’m… eh… Fuck that’s not… Fuck fuck fuck. No, Ina you're perfectly fine.”
She leans down, lips hovering over mine. An offer.
I take it and kiss her, angry and still hungry for her. It’s not a long exchange, and she ends it by pulling me into her chest.
“I’m sorry.” I whimper again as the spark in my core bites angry at the ephemeral heat radiating from Yrelia.
“No. You… I mean yeah stop when told. Sure. But… fuck. Ina I’m sorry. I resorted to a bad habit there. I should have let you know sooner. That’s my fault, not yours” She huffs. “Want to take a break? Just snuggle for a while? We can even stop if you want to.”
I look up to her, and her questioning smile washes away the heated memory of her glare. “N… Not really? I really really want… I want more of you. So much it hurts.”
Eyebrows raised, a purr rumbles from her chest.
“I’ll do it however you want.” I whimper. “Please, just let me…”
She takes my chin, and all the regret and pain is replaced with that warm syrupy arousal. “You’ll be a good girl this time?”
“Yes.”
She kisses me, hard and hungry. I taste myself on her lips this time, and I know she has to taste herself on mine. It’s… not my favorite thing to think about, but for some reason it makes everything burn hotter.
It’s so hard to not give into that spark as we continue, fuck I hate it. But I manage. Mostly because Yrelia rebound my wrists underneath my back. It wasn’t anything that could hold me if I needed out, but it allows her to simply pull up and away when she wants to.
But... fuck I love this all so much. Love how she continues to dance circles around me with just her tongue. I'm not counting, but… I think she makes me have little climaxes at least three more times. Nothing as big as that second one, just… little shuddering affairs.
Then… At the end of all things, she finally just… presses herself down onto my face and lets me indulge. The spark rumbles and bites and pushes me to consume everything that I find within her. Tongue working to part her lips and feel at everything inside, eventually… eventually trying to focus on the same little spot she’s used to make me explode.
She does, Warm and wet and so fucking sweet. When it’s all done Yrelia slumps down atop me, heavy breathing I can feel rising and falling across my entire body. I wiggle my face free so I can breathe, then work to unbind my arms. I lay them across her legs and just… hold, caress and give her butt hugs and little kisses. Not wanting to rush her.
“Fuuuuuuuck.” She finally releases in a huge sigh of pleasure.
The fire inside me settles and sleeps. Satiated and calm.
It takes another few moments for her to adjust and roll off me, and I can tell she’s too tired to move much. So I grab the sheets, pillows, and crawl down to cover her. I’m pulled into a hug and we pass from exhaustion into oblivion.
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Hello friends and lovers!
Because you've all been amazing, here is an early release!!!
CONTENT WARNING:
SpoilerSex happens. It's the entire chapter. BUT THERE ARE ALSO EMOTIONS AND SUCH. Either way I hope you enjoy. :D
[collapse]
“Please fuck me.” I whisper without hesitation, then look back down to her feet. “What you said… the other night… all those things you promised to do to me when–”
That finally makes her push away from the door and move to stand right in front of me. A single finger moves to my chin, then gently but forcefully tilts me up to meet her eyes.
That… does something. Similar to the other night when she grabbed my chin to force me to pay attention. The warmth inside me gets hotter, causes it to… Oh yeah. If I’d somehow kept my underthings and tights clean before they are definitely fucked now.
She smirks, leans forward, and finally kisses me. It’s long and soft. Her tongue parts my lips and dances with mine a little. I can’t stop a shutter as one of her hands grips my shoulder while the other finds my back and pulls me in closer.
I’m dizzy by the time Yrelia pulls away, and she’s barely even breathing hard! A smirk parts her lips, then she moves to kiss me again after a second, this time it’s hard and excited and she pushes me back during the process. Eventually my legs bump the bed and she shoves me down onto its soft covers.
Yrelia leans over me, and when I try to crawl back to give her room she grabs my ankles and removes my shoes. Then she reaches down to pull off her own and tosses them back. I begin to wriggle and reach down to remove my tights and skirt, but she does crawl forward at that point to stop me. No words, just takes my wrists and presses them into the pillows above.
Then she’s kissing me again, and my body continues to melt.
Almost immediately one of her legs is between mine and she is fucking torturing me with the pleasure of it. Just like that first night she will press into me with it, grind a little, then pull back. Only difference is that this time she’s also pinning my wrists so I can’t even try and use them to help move my hips up to chase her. I can only... just... enjoy her slow and wonderful motions.
I know I’m not quiet. I moan and whine a little. Once I manage to whisper through the kiss; “Please, Yrelia.”
But this only fuels her teasing more. By the time she pulls away my brain is a mush of desire and confusion and nonsense. She releases my wrists and slides her hands up my shirt and moves to take it off me. I try to help, even sit up to make it easier, but once the shirt is over my head she twists and pulls it tight around my wrists and presses them back into the sheets above my head.
We lock eyes, and her’s burn with a strange intensity. “Don’t move those.” She warns.
A little noise escapes my lips and brumbleflesh tickles the back of my neck. Mind too much of a mush to argue or try and change her plans.
She purrs at that, and moves to my breasts. She’s gentle at first, all tongue and lips and caress as her leg continues to tease me. I squirm and wriggle beneath those touches. Mind lost between loving every second and obsessing over the growing heat between my legs.
I’m not above begging for her to do more. Not now, not like this. “Please, Yrelia. I… I can’t–”
She starts using her teeth on my nipples. Not hard… yet. But that sends me over the edge into horny madness land.
“Fuck.” I moan, and kick my hips up into her last grinding motion.
She whispers something about, “Getting these jeweled” and continues. I’m too lost in this to even try and process what she meant there. A few more eternities pass, and soon my thoughts are focused only on her leg and the amazing torment it brings.
I whine, not caring how loud I am. “Please, Yrelia. It’s too much.”
She laughs, “I think you’ve been a good girl.”
A shudder runs through me at her words. At the pet name she's just laid atop my spinning mind. But then she’s removing my skirt and pulling my tights off. I don’t need to look to know that everything down there is soaked. The last bastions of my embarrassment fall as the cool air touches my naked flesh.
A whimper escapes me as she crawls back on top and her hands trace brumble flesh up from my hips, along the side of my aching breasts, and all the way to my arms that still lay above my head, wrapped in the twistings of cloth. She grins down at my desperate expression, and then begins to draw out a path along my skin with her tongue and lips and fingers. She starts at my neck, then works her way down past my collarbone and chest, ending at my navel.
From there she pushes my legs a little farther apart and uses her tongue to… Oh fuck.
She’s not like I was that first night. Hungry and unsure of where and how exactly to kiss and lick, I had just… kind of used every part of my mouth against every part of her and hoped for the best. But Yrelia is… Fuck! She makes me squirm and whine and moan with just the tip of her tongue. Pushing me apart, dancing against my second lips, and teasing out long sensual circles and patterns against my clit.
She understands my body's little reactions so well! Perfectly balancing me between teasing ecstasy and the eventual climax. But then… after what feels like forever, she speeds up her work and begins to… Fuck! I can’t… Fuck Fuck FUCK! I’m going to–
That damn inside me explodes and I am flooded with euphoria and warmth. My legs try to squeeze shut on Yrelia’s head, but my muscles are all noodle right now and she holds me apart with ease. I lose track of everything except her warm breath between my legs for a while.
But…Unlike the first night, she doesn’t stop there. She presses her mouth into me again.
I’m too sensitive, and would have stopped her if I wasn’t paralyzed and drenched in the post orgasm euphoria and a ton of sweat. But then her tongue is inside me, and I can’t help but let out a little squeak as she finds… something. Something deep inside that feels really fucking good as she strokes it. It takes her even less time than before, and somehow... I'm... fuck... wh... a.. again?
This one is… deeper? I don’t know. Where the first one was like sudden overpowering sunlight washing over you after a cold rain, this one is like submerging into hot bubbling waters. It reaches up into my core and… fuck! My legs don’t even move, just lay shaking as she takes one last big lick and pulls out of me.
I don’t really know what all happens next. When I do regain awareness Yrelia is cuddling beside me, naked, and showering me with little pecks and kisses. I want to tell her that I love her. That she just gave me the best sex of my life. That I don’t ever want to leave this room.
But… I can only manage a little whine and dry squeaking sound.
She smiles, reaches behind and below to help me sit up a little, and offers me a drink of water from the bedside table. I drink greedily, then flop back down into the sheets and close my eyes to continue basking in the glow emitting from my… well kinda my everywhere.
Through bleary eyes I peek out at her naked beauty hovering above me. Her skin is… immaculate. All soft and with the right balance of glistening sweat. She’s kept those rings along her ears, and now I can’t help but notice a pair of matching studs piercing her breasts. I can only murmur. “When did you get undressed?”
She purrs out a laugh and snuggles around my head. “Didn’t want to ruin my dress. You kinda exploded there.”
I am, unfortunately, still able to blush. “Fuck. I’m sorry. I should have–”
She shushes me with a finger to my lips. “It was all part of my master plan.”
Then she’s kissing me from above, all gentle softness without any real pressure.
“Thank you.” I whisper as she pulls away. “That was amazing. I… I don’t–”
“Was?” She smirks, "Who says I’m finished with you?”
That stutters my thoughts to a blubbering halt. A quirk of an eyebrow and a glint in her eye stops me. “You really don’t understand what you’ve gotten yourself into here with me, Ina.”
An hour or so later my heart does an unexpected flutter as Yrelia purrs “That’s it… mmmm. Good girl!”
We’d waited through slow kisses to actually start sex up again. I begged her to let me pleasure her this time, and she gave me a compromise. She’s on top of me again, although this time her hips hover above my face while her lips and tongue and fingers tease at everything between my own legs.
Just like that first night, the taste of her shifts into a… weirdly sweet flavor. In the midst of trying to emulate her own deft mouthwork that purr of… good girl stirs the fire within her that I’m slowly teasing at. Between that and my own sudden love of her praise I shutter and wiggle.
“Mmmmm…” She moans.
I keep going, accelerating faster as her pleasuring of me pauses. Fingers wandering and squeezing and playing at her nipples and the neat little jeweled studs they hold.
“Wait… Ina.” She huffs a warm breath into my skin, “I don't want to… not yet. I’ll–”
I barely hear her, the rush of warmth into me is intoxicating.
“Ina!” She tries to pull up, pull away. “Stop.”
I can’t, I wrap my arms around her legs and hips and clam myself to her to–
Pain, hard and sudden, causes me to yelp and fall away from her. Yrelia has three fingers wrapped around one of my nipples.
“Bad girl.” She’s glaring down across our bodies and between her legs at me.
“I… I’m sorry.” I blubber. “I… I couldn’t… I thought… I…” Fighting the sudden water in my eyes I drop my head back to the sheets. Fuck. What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I just… Do anything right!?! Stu– Stupi–
And an icepick halts that thought. Sends a shudder of horrid pain through me that absolutely kills the last droplets of warmth. I stare up past Yrelia’s body into the ceiling planks, horror dawning as… as I realize just how real Her dream commands are to me now. What did She do to me?!?
“Ina?”
She turns to rotate up to see me, desperate I turn and hide my face in my hands. I don’t want her to see me, not while this perfect body is betraying me. NO. I’m not going to cry. I’m not going to ruin this amazing night.
“I’m sorry. I… I won’t. Please, just let me keep going. Let me give you–”
“Hey Ina! It’s fine! It’s okay!!” She moves up to wraps arms around my shoulders. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pinch you that hard. I just–” She huffs. “Sorry. I just wanted to hold off and you kinda started going crazy. I kinda already came a bit there and needed–.”
“I’m sorry. I’m ruining everything.” I wipe furiously at my eyes. “I should listen to you… I couldn’t stop. It was…”
The warm little spark Emarial shoved into me flitters, angry that I stopped and hungry for more of Yrelia’s warmth. I hate it. Hate how it’s ruining this!
“Hey, hey, hey.” Yrelia rolls me to face her, kisses both my still wet eyes and then the nipple she twisted. “Seriously, it’s fine. I’m… eh… Fuck that’s not… Fuck fuck fuck. No, Ina you're perfectly fine.”
She leans down, lips hovering over mine. An offer.
I take it and kiss her, angry and still hungry for her. It’s not a long exchange, and she ends it by pulling me into her chest.
“I’m sorry.” I whimper again as the spark in my core bites angry at the ephemeral heat radiating from Yrelia.
“No. You… I mean yeah stop when told. Sure. But… fuck. Ina I’m sorry. I resorted to a bad habit there. I should have let you know sooner. That’s my fault, not yours” She huffs. “Want to take a break? Just snuggle for a while? We can even stop if you want to.”
I look up to her, and her questioning smile washes away the heated memory of her glare. “N… Not really? I really really want… I want more of you. So much it hurts.”
Eyebrows raised, a purr rumbles from her chest.
“I’ll do it however you want.” I whimper. “Please, just let me…”
She takes my chin, and all the regret and pain is replaced with that warm syrupy arousal. “You’ll be a good girl this time?”
“Yes.”
She kisses me, hard and hungry. I taste myself on her lips this time, and I know she has to taste herself on mine. It’s… not my favorite thing to think about, but for some reason it makes everything burn hotter.
It’s so hard to not give into that spark as we continue, fuck I hate it. But I manage. Mostly because Yrelia rebound my wrists underneath my back. It wasn’t anything that could hold me if I needed out, but it allows her to simply pull up and away when she wants to.
But... fuck I love this all so much. Love how she continues to dance circles around me with just her tongue. I'm not counting, but… I think she makes me have little climaxes at least three more times. Nothing as big as that second one, just… little shuddering affairs.
Then… At the end of all things, she finally just… presses herself down onto my face and lets me indulge. The spark rumbles and bites and pushes me to consume everything that I find within her. Tongue working to part her lips and feel at everything inside, eventually… eventually trying to focus on the same little spot she’s used to make me explode.
She does, Warm and wet and so fucking sweet. When it’s all done Yrelia slumps down atop me, heavy breathing I can feel rising and falling across my entire body. I wiggle my face free so I can breathe, then work to unbind my arms. I lay them across her legs and just… hold, caress and give her butt hugs and little kisses. Not wanting to rush her.
“Fuuuuuuuck.” She finally releases in a huge sigh of pleasure.
The fire inside me settles and sleeps. Satiated and calm.
It takes another few moments for her to adjust and roll off me, and I can tell she’s too tired to move much. So I grab the sheets, pillows, and crawl down to cover her. I’m pulled into a hug and we pass from exhaustion into oblivion.
ATTENTION! My new series, Lamentations of The Dead Dreamer is uploaded RIGHT NOW!
:D
Please go check it out if you'd like more dark emotional lesbian fantasy nonsense!
To read ahead by about 4k words (2 chapters) of BOTH my series and see some smexy artwork consider supporting this silly writer on Patreon!
Thanks so much and I hope you're enjoying my work!
New chapters drop every Friday (sooner if I get too excited)!
Don't forget to Follow and Favorite if you're enjoying the story! If really gives me the warm fuzzies and helps boost the story to others who might enjoy it!
