Suikoden V - Alpha Prince

“Oh don’t stop honey…there’s nothing wrong with enjoying ourselves, is there? That’s one of the purposes of the baths…to revel in the pleasurable sensations of the water, the atmosphere, and companionship of loved ones, is it not?” she asked playfully even as Lyon’s hands stroked the smooth lines of her firm stomach.

Faroush almost refused to believe what he was hearing but in some part of his mind it just clicked, the realization that she was offering what he so dearly sought. And with that thought all worry about right and wrong evaporated from his brain replaced with desire and elation. He grinned at the way her eyes left his immediately to stare with rapt attention as he began to move his palms along his shaft. He answered his tone now easy and confident, “You’re absolutely right, mother.” Faroush emphasized that last word, some small stubborn part insisted on testing her.

Arshtat’s smile widened and she winked at him as she lifted the hand that had been behind his bodyguard absently rubbing the small bar of soap into the crack of Lyon’s fleshy cheeks. She casually tossed the bar at Faroush, “Of course I am. I’m your mother and queen. I’m always right. And you are one very dirty boy. Wash up!”

His hands flew and he caught the soap though he fumbled awkwardly for a moment as the slippery bar tried to evade his grasp. Faroush was a little confused. Her tone and meaning couldn’t be anymore clear but he was still mystified. Did she actually want him to bathe? He wanted so badly to wade over there, grab her silken thighs under the water and lift her up onto the tiled floor then fill her depths like she’d never been before. Faroush wanted to elicit from her throat the gasps, the moans, the screams of pleasure he’d managed from countless beautiful women before. But something held him back; something told him that this was too special to rush.

Faroush hesitantly began rubbing the soap into his abs. Arshtat quickly raised a finger, “Ah Ah ah”, the finger moved, pointing downward, “I have a feeling that the royal member never gets fully clean.”

Lyon protested her hand palming one large royal breast to emphasize her point, “Your majesty! I take my duty very seriously. I ensure to clean every single inch of the prince’s body daily.”

The queen touched a finger to the girl’s chin, glancing into her eyes briefly before her gaze traveled upon her son’s body, “I’m sure that you do…however, somehow I doubt you use much soap in that particular area am I right?” Her finger running up Lyon’s chin, she pressed it against her voluptuous lower lip, gently pulling down upon it.

Lyon nodded slowly her whole body quivered as she felt the Queen’s thigh slip between her legs under the water to slide against her pussy lips. She answered Arshtat’s questioning look by flicking her tongue across the fingertip at her mouth. The queen slipped her finger into the girl’s mouth slightly. Lyon responded instantly, sucking the delicate digit in, her lips closing around it.

Arshtat enjoyed the girl’s tongue flickering enthusiastically upon her finger, sucking back and forth upon it as if she was blowing the Queen’s miniature penis. After a moment, she thrust her finger deep into Lyon’s mouth and as expected she didn’t gag whatsoever. Eventually, she slowly pulled her finger away even as Lyon playfully tried to keep it from escaping.

The Queen giggled at her antics, “Oh I know that was much too small to satisfy your appetite…” she remarked as she glanced at over to her son.

She let out a small gasp. Her son’s hands worked furiously upon his massive prick, sliding easily through the soapy bubbles that covered it. Faroush was slowly becoming more and more amazed by the situation and he hadn’t thought he could be any more surprised after the revelation that he was actually going to get to be with his mother. But the way his serene aloof queen had changed into this utterly sexy seductress was astonishing…

He returned her wink and lifted his cock stroking its soapy length vertical against his stomach, presenting his balls to her gaze. Arshtat’s eyes widened. For some reason she hadn’t expected her son’s largeness to extend to those as well… True Runes… She loved to play with Ferid’s sack. For some reason she enjoyed the soft squishy feel in her hand and around her tongue. Oh runes but Faroush had so much more to play with than her husband…An image flashed in her mind, her son fucking her from behind his large testicles slapping against her pussy rhythmically.

Arshtat felt a sudden shiver of excitement realizing that she only had to reach out and she could sate her desire. She held back…slowly…enjoy the moment…

Breaking her gaze from her son once more and well aware of his desire to be touched as his bodyguard was, she turned back to Lyon. She would tease him longer…

“Lyon! I’m surprised at you! Where is your devotion to duty? I thought you were bathing me?”

The girl wasn’t fazed by the queen’s mock tone of indignation, “Oh your majesty, I’ll need to get some more soap…” She began to move away but the Queen’s hands upon her heart shaped rear held her in place firmly around the royal thigh between her legs.

“Lyon…if your particular cleaning technique was good enough for my son…”

Lyon took the hint and without hesitation her head lowered. Arshtat shuddered with pleasure as she ran her tongue from the bottom of one silky breast following the large curve upwards. She slowed down as she hit Arshtat’s wide dark areola and her eyes went to the queen’s face. Arshtat bit her lip in anticipation as the girl moved even more slowly leaving a trail of saliva as she closed in upon the erect nearly inch long nipple.

The girl finally began flicking her tongue across the sensitive nub while her other hand kneaded the other big tit sending shivers of pleasurable sensations throughout her body.

Arshtat gasped once more as Lyon’s hand was suddenly replaced with a set of firm lips sucking at her fat nipple. The Queen’s hand flew to the back of Faroush’s head running through his feathery white hair. She could feel the firm head of his cock sliding across her stomach and it sent additional shivers through her body. After a moment, Faroush lifted his head to grin, “I just thought Gigantica and Enormousa are a way too big pair of jugs for one person, don’t you mother?”

“Jugs! Such disrespect…and look who’s talking…” remarked the Queen her hands moving under the water.

Faroush’s mouth fell open and his breath came in short gasps as he felt Arshtat’s slender fingers move lightly upon his shaft. He’d had her hands upon him earlier when she’d been possessed but this was different. He hadn’t been teased and tortured for ten minutes before hand going horny out of his mind. And that had been with the cold imperious Queen that he hated not the sexy loving woman before him now.

The Prince suddenly stepped on the ledge that Arshtat was sitting upon raising himself out of the water. The movement caught the Queen off guard and so did her son’s meaty shaft slapping against her cheek.


Shadows flickered across Market Hall as the torches’ flames crackled and burned. The merchants had all closed their shops and returned to their rooms but there were still a few people hanging around for various reasons. One particular denizen stood as she always did having either refused offer of rooms or been too thoroughly confused by the offer as to have caused the person to give up in frustration. The pretty sorceress stood swaying her head back, her mouth wide open as she softly snored. Between her and the edge of the central shaft was a sturdy wooden chair secured firmly to the ground. A couple carpenters from Rainwall felt better that though Viki never actually sat in their gift that at least if she fell in her sleep she wouldn’t fall down the chasm.

Another woman stepped down the stairs from the floor above. She paused for a moment her eyes focusing on the Viki’s sleeping form across the market. As she pulled her left glove tighter, she whispered, “I got you now…” Moving slowly and quietly Lorelei approached Viki crossing the bridge to the outer ring of the market. She ignored the strange looks a couple of matronly women gave her as she began to tip toe in a very exaggerated manner now that she was within a couple of meters of her target.

“What are you doing?” said a low masculine voice from behind her.

Lorelei nearly jumped out of her skin and only barely managed not to cry out in surprise. Turning swiftly she found Zweig looking down his nose at her in his normal smug way.

“What am I doing?” she paused glaring, “What are you doing? Where’d you come from?” She whispered furiously, angry at being caught unawares.

He gazed at her for a moment before pressing his glasses up with one finger. “There’s some feint Sindar symbols against that wall.” He gestured behind him towards the appraisal shop, “I was studying them. My question was actually quite unnecessary, its quite obvious what your doing I just fail to see what you hope to accomplish as the girl denies everything and you can’t possibly corner her without her teleporting away, so why waste your time?”

Lorelei was suddenly torn as she tried to see around Zweig’s muscular frame hoping to see the symbols but not wanting to step away from Viki. “I don’t care what you think…and you’re wrong. She’s not getting away this time. Now quiet.”

Turning back she began to creep towards the sorceress once more. Zweig was content to stand back and watch this fiasco waiting to happen not to mention the way Lorelei’s skirt clung tightly to her swaying hips. Getting close enough she reached out slowly with one hand.

Viki suddenly snorted, her head snapping forward. Lorelei froze.

But the sorceress’s eyes remained closed her body now supported by her hands grasping her staff in front of her. She murmured, “Mmmmm…Pie, finally…” After a moment, Lorelei reached out again and grasped Viki’s wrist tightly.

“Gotcha! You’re not going anywhere without me!” she shouted in triumph.

Viki’s eyes opened and she let out a piercing scream. Lorelei was so shocked that she didn’t react at all even as her glove holding Viki disappeared. The cold air surrounding her skin was the first thing that alerted her to the rest of her clothing popping out of existence. She looked down at her pale body exposed completely to the cool air of the castle.

Viki finally stopped screaming her attention focusing on the woman in front of her… “Oh…hello! Can I help you?” Her face screwed up in a look of confusion, “Um…do you know you’re not wearing any clothes? Wait, are we in the baths?” She looked around at the wide open space of the market.

Still gripping the girl’s arm, Lorelei looked behind her towards Zweig who was standing there his arms crossing his chest, a smirk on his face. “Not a word.” She wasn’t bothered by her nudity and he had seen it all in the baths a couple of weeks ago anyway.

“Alright…you’re not going anywhere without me now, Viki” Zweig thought about pointing out her error but decided against it. “It was you! You teleported us out of the ruins, admit it!”

“No! I…told you. I don’t know what you’re talking about. It probably hasn’t happened ye-ah…ah…ah choo!” She admitted a very petite little sneeze and Lorelei vanished in a cascade of shimmering green light.

“Huh?” asked Viki opening her eyes, squeezed shut from the sneeze to find the overbearing woman gone. She suddenly noticed a big man shaking his head and grinning nearby.

A couple of soldiers arrived their armor jingling as they jogged over. The short bearded one said, “What’s going on here? We heard a scream.”

“Was it assassins? Where did they go? I’ll rip them to shreds! Let me at’em!” enthused the blonde younger guard.

“Assassins!?” exclaimed Viki right before she disappeared her white and blue dress fluttering to the ground.

The three men stared at the dress lying in a pile on the ground for several moments.

The older guard broke the silence as he reached up and slapped the taller one in the head, “What did I tell you about flying off the cuff like that, Edgar?”

“Woah…Sergeant, you didn’t say anything about it causing pretty women to just up and teleport out of their clothes. Holy runes…” He ran his hand through his short wild hair as he stared at the dress in wonder.

Sergeant Kusku just shook his head turning his attention to Zweig, “Sir, about the scream?”

“Viki was just startled out of her sleep and screamed. Nothing out of the ordinary.” Answered Zweig.

“I see.” Responded Kusku as he rubbed his beard absently. “Well, I suppose we have a naked sorceress to find.”

Edgar grinned as Zweig added, “There’s another naked girl too. That’s if she’s still in the castle. Viki accidentally did the same to Lorelei.” He gazed off into space for a moment enjoying the happy thought of Lorelei’s annoying presence gone.

Edgar began thanking the True Runes while Kusku knelt to pick up Viki’s dress, “Alright, I’m not going to ask…”

Standing up once more, he turned to Edgar, “Okay, Let’s get started…”

The younger guard followed the grumbling Sergeant, a brilliant smile upon his face as he cast his eyes about for any beautiful nude girls hiding around corners.

Zweig turned back and resumed his careful study of the symbols on the wall.

Josephine hummed to herself as she worked on her latest masterpiece. Her fingers moved confidently threading the needle back and forth through the fabric with ease. After a moment, she stopped and contemplated one of the many drawing hung throughout her room. A fashion diva’s work was never done, especially when she’d taken responsibility for an entire castle full of style misfits.

Her eyes were drawn across the room to a shimmering green light upon her bed. The lights vanished but sitting on her stylish bed cover was a pile of clothes. Josephine got up and moved over to study them. How did that happen?

Looking through them she found a blue and white dress which by itself wasn’t too bad in an overly simple kind of way. But it was obvious that who ever had worn it had done so with an absolutely horrid tan turtleneck with long sleeves underneath. Ewww…and these nasty black gloves with wretched wide cuffs…and black tights? Yuck…

She recognized this outfit. She’d seen it on that black haired beauty with that awful blue headband that had that gaudy jewelry right in the center. The woman had utterly refused to take any of Josephine’s very valuable advice.

Well, it seemed like the fashion goddess’s had taken matters into their own hands. She grinned grabbing the clothing and hugging it to her chest. Just a few careful alterations and the outfit would be absolutely stunning!

Glancing down on the bed she saw a coiled whip attached to a hideous thick brown belt.
Now that’s an interesting accessory….

There were many people seated at Retso’s restaurant enjoying his evening dessert specials. The wide space was well lit with the bright illumination of lightning orbs Retso had bought to place around the area At one table sat Nikea barely able to contain herself waiting for her strawberry pie to finally arrive. Next to her was Georg chowing down on his cheesecake silently, his normal cheerful demeanor absent as he ignored the conversation going on around him. Linfa was on his right and tried her best to get his attention while she waited for her order. On the other side of the table sat Marina, Belcoot, and Hazuki respectively. Marina and the swordswoman traded nasty comments hidden under politeness much to the brown haired warrior’s discomfort.

In the space between the tables and Retso’s window Chisato had set up her little puppet booth and she was giving one of her more adult shows, this one being a fan favorite. This particular scene involved a Prince Faroush puppet with a ridiculously large bulge in his pants standing before the paper walls of Stormfist. Arrayed behind Faroush were several figurines representing his army while a top the wall was a fiery haired puppet of the treacherous Queen’s Knight Alenia along with her own soldiers.

Chisato mimicked Faroush and Alenia’s voices almost perfectly and the two puppets traded barbs back and fourth that served mostly to show how much of an idiot Alenia apparently was. The crowd laughed uproariously several times. Eventually the climax of this scene was reached as the Faroush puppet began fumbling with his pants before releasing an enormous cloth penis so long it dragged upon the ground.

The Alenia puppet began blubbering before finally shouting for the gates to be opened. She disappeared behind the wall for a moment before running out of the opening doors and bouncing over to the prince where the puppet bent at the waist rapidly her head bobbing along the cloth penis in what was probably supposed to be kisses. The crowd laughed and then cheered as the Stormfist populace rose up and tossed the guards from the walls before the women ran out and began bouncing around the Prince’s army in what could only be an impromptu orgy of gratitude.

The curtains fell as Chisato prepared her next act and Marina spoke up as her spoon scooped up some chocolate pudding she shared with Belcoot, “Is…is the Prince really that…big?”

Linfa giggled waving her red and yellow fan lazily, “Does his cock drag on the ground when he walks? Not quite…but he is pretty fucking huge…”

The beautiful Katana woman snorted, “He can’t be that big…He’s such a small boy.” She glanced at Belcoot’s muscular arm.

“Uh huh… you haven’t been here very long but trust me. He is. I should know…”

Hazuki rolled her eyes as Nikea, who was currently standing trying to see back into the kitchen for her pie, said, “Oh yea…how do you know, Linfa? See’em in the baths?”

Linfa gave them all a confident smirk, “Nope… We fucked the first day we met.”

Marina’s eyes widened and she blushed. She and Belcoot had only become a couple a months ago and the most they’d done was kiss. She wanted more, she absolutely loved the feel of his strong body against hers…that large bulge in his pants rubbing against her hip was so tantalizing… But Belcoot was committed to taking things slowly…

Nikea whined, “Where’s my pie? Runes, I’m hungry!” Looking at Linfa, she continued, “What are you waiting for? Spit out the story, I need something to take my mind off my stomach!”

Linfa glanced around to see if the rest were interested especially handsome Georg, but to her chagrin he still ignored them brooding on something or another.

“Well, alright. I ran into him at an Estrise inn. I took him for an easy mark. Anyway, he plays a few games with me. He’s got Lady Sialeeds still with him back then and after a while she joins in too. The whole time he’s flirting with me and just generally being his normally sexy confident self. Lyon keeps going to the bar and getting us drinks and she keeps accidentally touching me as she does. She doesn’t join in any of the games just stands behind the prince lightly touching his back and hair while constantly looking around.”

“Eventually the Prince convinces some other women to join us. I don’t know why she was there but Lord Boz’s wife was up at the bar. The Prince just walks right up to her…she’s a tall willowy blonde and I’d never expect her to be the type to gamble and drink but…he just starts talking to her and after a little while I noticed his hand on her hip and she didn’t seem to mind. Soon enough she was at our table and a little after that another woman joined us. Dark skin, extremely athletic-“

Hazuki interrupted, “Is all this detail really necessary? I mean you haven’t even reached the point of the story yet.”

Linfa glared as her hands adjusted the blue braids of her hair. Marina said, “Show some of that patience of an expert swordswoman and let her tell it how she wants, Hazuki…”

Belcoot nodded though the subject of the story made him a little uncomfortable.

Linfa smiled, “Thank you. Now as I was saying, the new girl worked on a ship, first’s mate or something. Anyway, we kept playing and drinking and I was making a killing. Eventually, Faroush suggested we play for a different sort of wager. He bought a room and we continued the game up there. This time when a person won a round everyone else had to take off an article of clothing. Now considering I was playing, it wasn’t long before I was the only one fully clothed. I remember when the prince was down to just these tight blue boxers…oh there was such a big bulge…” Linfa pressed a hand to her breast as she enjoyed the image. “He’s got such a taut muscular lean body-“

A gruff voice interrupted, “Yea, yea…enough with the Prince. Tell us about the ladies. By my count there were like five other nubile women…the first mate..the sexy first mate first, come on now.” Wilhelm had appeared sometime during the story and now stood nearby holding two full mugs of some alcohol in one hand while he stroked one of his voluminous red sideburns with the other.

Linfa rolled her eyes, “And hello to you to, Wilhelm. And if you must know, the first mate only had on her pants. She had a tight toned stomach and great big fat boobs just like you prefer.”

The big mercenary grinned as he sat down sliding up against Linfa as he set one of his mugs in front of her, “Hey! That’s not true! I prefer your perky little ones to all else. Otherwise I’d have bought this beer for…” His eyes went to Marina’s generous cloth covered chest but the steely eyed look Belcoot shot him made him reconsider his next words, “… Helen way over there and not you.”

Rolling her eyes as she grabbed the mug and took a sip, she said, “Thanks, you’re so sweet. And for the others… Lady Sialeeds’s lovely body was only covered in that grey frilly shift, those rather large breasts of hers exposed for all to see” She shot a glance at Wilhelm who nodded appreciatively before gesturing her to continue. “The governor’s wife had only a pair of expensive silk panties and Lyon was still fully clothed and armored as she abstained from playing. Don’t worry, Wilhelm, she gets naked soon enough.”

“Pie! Pie! Oh yes! Strawberry Pie! Straw-Berr-y Pie! Pie!” chanted Nikea beating her utensils on the table as her whole body seemed to quiver in anticipation and Linfa paused in her story until the irrepressible girl was appeased. Soon enough the waiter arrived with her plate and gently almost hesitantly set the pie down in front of her afraid he might lose a limb.

Amazingly, Nikea didn’t immediately engulf the pie. She remained absolutely motionless staring at the dessert as if it was the Rune of Beginning whole once more. She slowly leaned forward breathing in the aroma with a content smile upon her face. Eventually, she raised her fork towards the pie.

A green shimmering appeared over her dessert and with a popping sound, a very naked Lorelei appeared inches above the pie. Her toned rear landed with a plop in the pastry sending strawberry through the air. Nikea’s mouth fell open her hands absently grabbing the woman’s legs hanging to either side of her as she stared at the ruin that had once been her beautiful strawberry pie.

Lorelei head swiveled, taking in the faces of all those now staring at her. She was going to kill that moron! She was a blur of motion as she leapt off the table and Nikea ducked to get out of the way. Lorelei took off running towards the eastern hallway to the cheers of several of the men in the crowd enjoying her athletic strawberry covered backside.

Nikea was up in a flash, grabbing the plate with the remains of her pie she ran after Lorelei shouting, “You’re not getting away! That’s my pie on your ass!” This proclamation was greeted by more cheers from the crowd.

Hazuki spoke up, “What exactly does she intend to do? Beat the poor woman up?”

Marina giggled, “More likely she intends to get the rest of her pie back… knowing Nikea.”

“Eww… you can’t be serious.” Replied Hazuki wrinkling her nose in distaste.

Having finished his cheesecake, Georg got to his feet.

Linfa sent him a look that would make most men melt as she ran one hand down her tight purple dress, “Where you going, Georg?”

The Queen’s Knight responded, “Bed…” He turned and strode away.

Damn it all… It was his responsibility to protect them. He’d lost Lymsleia and now he’d let Faroush nearly die. He couldn’t help but think if he’d been there it would have been different. It had been so close…

Now that she was away from all those people, Lorelei slowed down and stopped in the wide hall that contained the infirmary and detective agency as well as stairs to the lower levels of the castle. She slipped her finger between her legs and captured a glob of strawberry. Ewww…Looks like a dip in the lake was next on the agenda before returning to her room for clothing.

“Hey! Stay right there!” Sprinting down the hallway towards her was that girl from the restaurant, oddly enough still holding the plate with her ruined pie.

Lorelei considered flight but the girl seemed to be in excellent physical condition and if she’d got in her head to follow her this far who knows how long she would pursue? The black haired woman absently fidgeted with her blue headband as the girl skidded to a halt.

“What is it? As you can see I’m kind of in a hurry to get clean.” She asked as she crossed her arms pressing down her jutting tits.

The girl gestured wildly as she spoke, “Oh no you don’t! That’s my pie! I want it back. Now just hold still…” Nikea began to step forward arm extended towards Lorelei’s pastry covered loins.

Lorelei stepped back her hand flying to her side for the whip that wasn’t there. “Stay back. What’s wrong with you? Just eat what you have left there.”

Nikea stopped for a moment studying the amateur fighting stance the woman had taken up with her arms out in front of her, “I’m going to! But I want my entire pie and I’m going to get it one way or another…” She carefully set her plate down and fell into her favorite stance the Crouching Kangicorn, her extremely toned arms on display.

Lorelei couldn’t believe this was actually happening. “Are you a moron or something? Just go buy another pie already!”

Nikea stomped her foot in the ground, “No way! That place was packed before and it took forever! There’s even more people now! No way am I waiting any longer.”

Oh runes…this is turning out to be such a lovely day, thought Lorelei as the girl suddenly charged at her.

She did her best to fight off the crazy girl but she was totally outclassed. In what seemed like seconds she found herself on her back and her arms pinned to her sides by the girl’s muscular thighs so tightly she felt like her torso was being squeezed by a giant vice. A meaty buttocks pressed firmly into Lorelei’s chest as Nikea leaned down over her body, hands grasping her thighs holding them in place. “Gotcha!” she shouted.

Lorelei struggled but Nikea’s strength was too much and she couldn’t budge so much as an inch. The adventurer had already mastered three weapons in her young life but now she was wishing she’d done some training in hand-to-hand. This girl had knocked aside all Lorelei’s attacks with such ease she may as well been fighting a five year old.

“Get off me, you bitch!” she screamed.

“Quiet. I beat you fair and square. Now relax and let me enjoy my pie.” Said Nikea as she lowered her head.

“True Lightning! You can’t be serious…you aren’t actually going to eat it off me!” she asked exclaimed in disbelief.

Her question was answered with a shiver as she felt Nikea’s wet tongue upon the inside of her thigh. The girl settled into her position her hands sliding down and her arms pressed firmly down upon Lorelei’s legs. Lorelei was quiet, staring up at the ceiling stunned that this was actually happening.

“Mmmmmmmm” went Nikea as she savored the taste of strawberry filling in her mouth before her tongue returned to lapping at Lorelei’s legs. Still keeping downward pressure she bent her arms at the elbows and brought her hands up to stroke Lorelei’s thighs scooping up the strawberry into her lips.

Lorelei felt a familiar fluttering in her stomach and she rolled her eyes in disgust. Please tell me this isn’t turning me on…. The girl’s tongue and fingers did feel kind of nice on the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. Fuck… This was not happening. Where was everybody? There should be some guards on patrol at least.

She shouted, “Help! Someone… Anyone! Help!”

Nikea’s lips were now working their way up Lorelei’s pubic mound with light little kisses as she captured more strawberry crème. She lifted her head briefly to say, “Oh come off it. I can tell you’re enjoying this.”

“What the hee-ooooh…ooah-“ Her breath came in short gasps as Nikea had suddenly switched from small little kissed to one long lick starting on the very sensitive skin surrounding Lorelei’s clit and running up through her patch of black hair sending an unexpected jolt of pleasure throughout her loins. Lorelei caught her breath and continued, “What…what the hell are you talking about?”

“Oh just that there’s a nice aroma down here and it isn’t strawberries. That and your so wet, your leaking a bit.” Nikea punctuated her words by licking ever so gently at the bottom of Lorelei’s moist folds capturing the escaping liquid eliciting a short low moan from the adventurer’s lips.

“Stop this at once, just get your pie and go!” pleaded Lorelei half heartedly. It had been a while since she’d been with anyone and the pleasurable feelings rising up within her were threatening to take over. Even the fact that she was laying against cold stone in the middle of a castle passageway barely fazed her, it just emphasized how good the warmth of the girl’s body on top of her was. Also she didn’t want to admit it but her erotic feelings had began not when she began touching Lorelei but when she’d been so easily dominated by the powerful girl. She hated the thought but her inability to do anything to change her fate was actually turning her on.

Nikea spoke with a sing song melody, “Okaay, if you insist…” Her lips moved away from Lorelei’s pussy lips to capture the strawberry filling she’d missed in other places now moving in a less sensual manner. The fingers of one hand, however, continued to lightly stroke the place where her thighs met the skin around her pussy ever so gently.

Despite herself, Lorelei felt a sliver of disappointment.

Suddenly, she felt Nikea’s lips upon her pussy lips and pleasure cascaded throughout her body. “Hey! Ohhh RuuUUUh! uuunnness…” Her words dissolved into a low moan as Nikea’s wet tongue slipped briefly into her pussy.

“Sorry baby, I couldn’t resist. I’m pretty sure some of my pie got in here…” She continued to press her lips lightly along the outside of Lorelei’s cunt her touch light and flickering, “The question is…” She blew air gently across the glistening lips causing the black haired beauty’s mouth to open in a silent moan, “…can you resist?”

For several minutes Nikea continued to tease constantly using light little touches with her tongue and lips around Lorelei’s pussy and up and down her inner thighs. It drove her wild, the pleasure was a slow burn constantly tantalizingly on the edge of an explosion that threatened to never come. Tingling sensations coursed up and down and Lorelei’s back tried to arch against Nikea’s body holding her down.

Eventually, Lorelei began making constant mewling noises before finally screaming out, “I can’t! Pleeeaaassee! Make me cum! Pleeeaaaase, I neeed it so oh oh…fuck….fuck me!”

Nikea responded immediately her fingers slipping deep inside of Lorelei while her tongue flickered across her swollen clit. Lorelei’s moaning turned to screams as wave after wave of sensation crashed upon her. Inside her, Nikea’s fingers moved rapidly back and forth constantly changing the motion and rhythm before finally pulling them out and slamming them back in rapidly even as she continued to lick her clit.

It happened before she realized it, she exploded in orgasm her whole body shaking and quivering underneath Nikea. Lorelei closed her eyes her muscles relaxing as small orgasms continued to gently rock her insides. She woke up when the pressure on her body finally lifted.

Opening her eyes she found herself staring into a big pair of mischievous blue eyes. “Hi! I’m Nikea!”

Her hands free, Lorelei grabbed Nikea’s tanned face and pressed the girl’s wet lips to her own. Their tongues danced for a moment before she released her and sighed, “Name’s Lorelei…” she glanced at the leopard print cloth holding back her hair, “Nice headband.”

Nikea’s finger played upon the blue jewel on Lorelei’s head, “Thanks, I like yours too. Hey! Want some pie?”

She grinned lazily, “Sure.” And with that the bundle of energy on top of her blurred away then right back, this time with a hunk of gooey strawberry pie on her fingers.

She opened her mouth and closed her lips sucking the messy treat off and enjoying the sweet taste as well as the feel of Nikea’s fingers along her tongue.

“Good, huh?” asked Nikea as pulled her fingers back for more.

Lorelei nodded, “Emmm hmmm… Not sure if it’s good enough that I’d chase a woman down to eat it off her naked body, however…”

Nikea pouted, “Ohhh… not even if it was my body?” She sat back and dragged her messy fingers along her generous cleavage.

Lorelei found herself grinning and asking, “Nikea…would you like to take a bath?”