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Year 10,009
Age of Man
Faelor had left, where he went she did not know. He simply assured her that he’d be back soon. Overwhelmed with lust, she thought back to the past.
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Year 10,000
Age of Man
In the past she had been shy. Always hiding away from others. It was a sad misfortune in the lottery of personality.
As she grew to become a young woman, her confidence did grow, and by the age of twenty she had fully come out of her shell. With hair in long and beautiful twists, of which she had adorned each and every lock with gold wax.
A woman sat beside across the room, her name was Nakima, For whom she’d known all her life. They had grown up to be opposites of one another. Where Azina was heavy in her breasts, Nakima had the beautiful, rounded hips of the goddess herself. It was no secret that Nakima turned the heads of the guards who roamed the halls. With her thick and rounded hips, to the soft curve of her tummy.
Had she finally let her eyes gaze lustfully along her friend’s body? Whom she had known all her years. Even longer than Kita? Nakima had lay in typical clothes, her golden chest bare and hips covered in a loose and breezy skirt.
At first, Azina thought she imagined it, but it seemed Nakima shifted her big. soft, and rounded ass towards her. That was impossible, she reasoned. Nakima had never given any indication of her sexual interest prior to this. Wishful thinking it simply must be.
Azina turned to look upward at the ceiling of the royal wing. With the endless sprawling murals painted on the ceiling, coated in resins mixed with crushed up diamonds. Azina could not even remember when she and Nakima had met. For it must have been before memories are made.
But Azina felt her clit begin to tingle as she watched her begin to pleasure herself. Azina clamped her legs together as Nakima began to move her fingers, which were slightly slick and delightfully chubby, just like the rest of her.
Azina watched in amazement as she gracefully lifted her perfect ass, as her fingers deftly began to dive inside, resulting in a whimper. Nakima stopped, realizing that she had been caught. Azina’s inner thighs dampened as her pussy grew increasingly wet. For so long, she wrestled with her unexplained feelings for her. For those gentle and rounded eyes. Cute plump lips and rounded hips to match.
Nakima was also athletic, being a throwing champion in their teens.
Looking at her one would not know it until she flexed, showing the hard muscle beneath her gentle softness. Azina glanced down at her ass, seeing that her inner thighs had grown wet too. She leaned over, making eye contact with Nakima as she placed her fingers at her entrance. Shyly she spoke up. “May I?”
“Please,” Nakima begged, “Please do not stop.”
With that Azina gasped, before sticking her two fingers gently into the other woman’s sex. Her juices were coating Azina’s fingers. Azina kneeled down, her face behind Nakima’s pussy.
She inhaled, taking in the sharp sweet scent, before slowly leaning forward and sticking her tongue out. Tentatively giving a lick against the other woman’s soaking wet clit. Nakima moaned loudly, potentially betraying their current liaison.
Azina then realized that she can do and be wherever she please. She can fuck whoever she so pleases. Daddy Dearest wasn’t here to tell her what to do.
She picked up the pace of her tongue on Nakima, slathering her dripping pussy with her saliva. Azina stuck her tongue inside of her, eliciting a crazed moan of ecstasy from her.
Nakima looked at her in desperation, offering her pussy up to her princess. Even more than that, her lifelong friend. Azina’s cheeks grew warm, and she plunged her face back in-between Nakima’s legs. Eagerly lapping her up and stimulating her hard clit. Azina did not relent when Nakima called out, saying that she was about to come.
Nakima flailed gently, unused to how amazing it felt. Reveling in how her body was both warmed and buzzed in ecstasy.
Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, she felt Azina’s hot pink tongue against her clit. Pussy clenching around the rough slender güvenilir bahis fingers inside of her. As if pulled by strings her body jerked, and a sweet bolt hit her pussy, causing her to shake all over. She cried out in ecstasy. Her red and glossy lips parting with each breathless gasp.
Azina did not stop, even as Nakima began to buck and jerk against her mouth. Only when Nakima did lay back and smiled in joy, did she lift her tongue from her pussy. A thin unbroken string of spit stretched from her vulva to her tongue, before quickly splitting apart.
Nakima jerked as the cooled liquid hit her over-sensitive clit. Gently she breathed, her body feeling hot all over. As the chilled night air touched her deep and golden skin. She wrapped her arms around Azina, smiling as her body returned to rest. “I had no idea that you saw me in such a light my Princess.”
Azina smiled, taking her hand in her and pressing it against her face. “I see others in this light too. But it does not mean that yours is dimmer.” She kissed the tips of her fingers before slowly dragging them down to between her legs.
Nakima smirked, “Oh? You want to see what ecstasy my touch can bring?” Nakima rose up to her knees. Gently taking off what was left of her night clothes. Her smaller, perky breasts sprung out of her top. Azina let out a hiss as her clit twitched.
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They complimented each other beautifully. Like the harmonies in a song. Azina’s soft nature complimented Nakima’s confidence. All their lives they had each other’s backs. Despite the rumors.
Even though others had doubted her loyalty to the princess, Nakima never faltered in her faith. As the moment sank in her and Azina’s lips crashed together. With Nakima quickly and sloppily moving her head down to between Azina’s legs.
With wild abandon she lapped up at the wet folds of Azina’s pussy. Savoring the scent of her arousal. Getting her juices smeared on her face and delightfully lapping it up.
Azina gripped Nakima’s wrists, crying out, the softness in her voice had gone. Becoming harsh as she lost herself to the sensation. This included the incredibly wet and skilled tongue applying increasing pressure over her slit. Shameless sounds emitted from Nakima’s ministrations, as if a pot of stew was being vigorously stirred. “Oh,” Azina paused, glancing down just and the woman eating her pussy glanced up at her.
As their eyes met, Nakima paid special attention to the clit, swirling her tongue around it repeatedly with the perfect amount of pressure. Azina clenched, her hips thrusting upward, and Nakima kept her face pressed firmly against Azina’s pussy. As she kept swirling her tongue around her sweet spot she cried out in the sexiest voice Nakima had ever heard. A moan that started deep in the base of her throat, slowly growing in volume before being replaced with soft husky gasps.
A swirl of the tongue and she’s reached her peak. Her voice dripped with honey, growing higher and softer as Azina’s pussy spasmed in Nakima’s mouth. Her sex growing incredibly slippery, getting the tops of Nakima’s breasts wet.
Azina came against her mouth for eternity. Climaxes like a tidal wave that grew and shrank depending on if Nakima deemed it so. Until the final peak. When Azina was crying tears of joy. Her clear and stretchy juices dripping against the sheets.
When they were done, they smiled. Knowing that as women they need not worry about anyone finding out. Azina smiled gently and she held onto Nakima, not just her Lady in Waiting and closest confident, but also one of her partners. Hopefully, they could change things in this land.
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Year 10,008
Age of Man
Azina roamed the halls, unable to bear laying in bed alone anymore. It had become unbearable, that time in her cycle.
In most women on Earth, there was a cycle. This cycle has been governed by the moon of Dahlia. And it predicted when the crops would be most fertile.
Thing is, it also predicts when women are most fertile as well.
Those drawn to the moon are more likely to feel its push and pull. Especially those who studied the art of the soul, such as Azina.
So türkçe bahis every peak of her cycle, around the time of the full moon, she ovulated, and her body desired any warm body to spill their seed within her. Problem is, it was taboo to bear a child with anyone not of a fitting status. To prevent shame from coming upon her family, had to seek out those who also lived in the lap of luxury.
She put on a cloak, and her body disappeared. Azina whispered a spell, calling on Dahlia for a piece of her soul, and she was granted it. Now her footsteps should be silent as well.
She walked for what felt like over an hour. Well outside the protective shield of the Villa’s walls. If her father knew about this her would be quite angry, but luckily she was of the age where she was gaining her independence.
So she snuck out to see a man that she knew could solve her problem. Azina took a boat over the Northernmost border of Jakaria, on the other side lay the Capital of Remus. A city state that once had a growing empire, but now relied on foreign aid to stay afloat.
It was not long before Azina was able to dock on the other side of the shore. Immediately, even in the dim lighting the architecture was noticeably different. With domes and tall narrow structures, an absence of items held aloft by magic. An art most Remus people were not proficient in.
Also it was not as hot or humid, so people wore longer clothes and more layers than in Jakaria. But that did not matter, for it did not take long for him to show up.
“Magnus,” She softly gasped, her invisibility slowly wearing off.
They both resisted the urge to kiss each other like mad. Azina’s pussy dripping with the sight of him. How good would a big, tightfitting cock be right now? But no, she could not completely fall victim to instinctive desires.
Not yet.
Magnus had trained in medicine and lived amongst the Remus nations. He was taller, with skin that smelled of sandalwood. His hair was jet black with some loose curls. The bridge of his nose was thin and humped. A common trait of the Remus people.
His lips were plump and shiny. He held onto her forearms gently and looked into her eyes. “Come on, we can administer the treatment at my flat.” He released on hand, gently, holding onto the other as he pointed toward where he lived.
Azina smiled timidly, letting him take her hand and following him down the short walk to his apartment.
On the way they passed no one, and it was not long before they were crossing the threshold of his apartment. It was large, and luxurious. Made for only the upper echelons of Remus society. He sat Azina down on the couch.
“Are you ovulating?”
Azina nodded slowly, “Is it that obvious?”
Magnus hesitated for a moment. “That’s what I’m here for. I have the equipment.”
Magnus led her to the bed in the middle of the expansive room. He bent down, opened a drawer, and pulled out a couple of toys. Most of them analog, but a few utilized Jakarian magic fueled with Alchemic science.
He laid three items on the table. One looked like a long and squishy replica of a phallus. The one in the middle looking like a wand with a soft and thick pad at the end and magical switch. The third was a large plug. It was shiny and metal and seemed polished to the utmost shine. And beside that was a bottle of lubricant.
He laid Azina back and instructed her to part her legs. Azina moaned softly as the cold air touched her hard as a pebble clit. Magnus, several years older than Azina, with his being in his mid-thirties to her late twenties, looked down at the dark-skinned beauty. His heart pounding rapidly as she softly begged for his touch.
Magnus took the replica phallus, and gently began to thrust inside of her pussy. Azina gasped quietly at the gentle intrusion. Her large breasts bouncing as her body jerked in ecstasy.
Magnus began to slide the toy in and out of her slick pussy, much to the delight of Azina. Who finally had found relief. Magnus kept pumping the toy in and out of her. Eliciting moan after moan as Azina clenched around it.
Soon Magnus grabbed the vibrating one from the night güvenilir bahis siteleri stand. With his free hand he pressed it against the hood of her clit. Azina immediately cried out. Almost orgasming the second it made contact with her over-sensitive pussy.
All she wanted was a thick cock, but this will have to do. Magnus was not relenting with the vibrating apparatus. Except right when he brought her to the brink again. When her moans reached critical volume he took the device off her. Leaving her waiting.
Azina uncontrollably clenched and unclenched her waiting hole over and over again. Magnus looked at her wet and warm pussy. Tempted to stuff his own cock into her. But he knew that would not be what she needed. Even if it’s what she wanted.
“Good Azina, you’re doing so well.” He returned that stiff toy inside of her aching wet pussy, but also set the vibrating one to its highest setting.
He pressed it against her rock hard clit, after thirty seconds she’s already bucking against it. Trying to cram as much of it inside of her as possible. Making her hit the base of the toy with each thrust.
Her juices are getting all over the toy. Coating his fingers in it. He can feel the warmth emanating from between her legs with his hand. Watching her stomach rise up and down as she came to terms with the sheer intensity of her orgasm.
Magnus gently pulled out the thick toy and replaced it with two of his fingers. A sigh escaped his throat when he felt firsthand how hot and wet she felt.
She looked delicious. Azina whined, “Oh Magnus, please treat this affliction.”
Magnus shook his head, “Oh Azina this is no affliction. This is natural.” He grabbed Azina;s ass, lifting her up and sitting her up to his mouth level while standing.
Already, the worst had happened. Azina’s pheromones had begun to work their magic on Magnus. The incredibly hot and slightly older foreign noble. His control was slipping, and he needed to act fast.
Magnus began to move the toy in and out of her as he ate her pussy. This led to Azina suddenly crying out and writhing against his fingers. He slowly savored the taste of her, smiling as she slowly began to calm down.
This went on for days until the princess felt better. It was a time time of celebration back in Jakaria. A wondrous time in which most of the kingdom’s children were conceived. Across the land they held festivals.
These festivals were only for those who’ve reached the age of eighteen moons. With the special ones reserved only for those over the age of twenty one. The age in which one can officially marry in all three kingdoms. These ones involved special courting rituals, in which a potential couple, especially political marriage tests their sexual compatibility.
It was against their ways to force two people together, for it hurt them, which in turn hurt dahlia, the most upsetting thing one could do in their culture.
But there were also ones strictly for relief, in which professionals trained in science and medicine give relief to those uninterested in the courting rituals.
Magnus was new in her life, and separate from any of her responsibilities. And he delighted in his task. Bringing her orgasm after orgasm, only ending when both of them fall asleep, long for the morning.
When Azina did awake, she got the sweet feeling between her legs again. The need to be filled with a warm cock. There was someone, something tugging at her heart. From where she did not know, but she would find them.
Like a memory from long ago. Yet she could not place it? But how is that possible? This is all that was and all that will ever be. Being fucked by this hot older man. At his skilled mercy. Being touched in ways she never thought imaginable. It was pure hedonistic bliss. And nothing on heaven nor Earth could ever make her feel better than this.
Inside of Azina’s chest, she felt the shift of the universe. As if she was connected to everyone and everything around her. And she wondered, what did the future have in store for her?
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Year 10,009
Age of Man
As her thoughts focused back to the present, she could no longer escape her desires. All she could do was patiently wait for that strange man named Faelor to return. In the meantime her fingers gently encircled her clit. Fantasizing about when the time came for him to stuff his cock inside of her.
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