Star Ocean - In a Lightsome Mood

The Video Gamer's Sex Stories
Volume 8 - Star Ocean - In a Lightsome Mood


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|Chapter 2 - Lose One's Illusions|
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"Geez!" Precis lamented, slamming the door of her inn room behind
her and throwing herself onto the bed with a final display of effort.
"What a day!"

The little girl felt absolutely drained. Not only had the party's
exhaustive efforts in the Hoffman Ruins securing materials for the
Lacour Hope been only yesterday, but she'd spent the better part of
this day chasing after a malfunctioning Bobot through the maze of
streets in the city. Sweat clung to every inch of her panting body,
making her feel more than a bit uncomfortable.

Allowing herself to lay in blissful peace for only a moment, face
hot as fire, Precis slowly began to disrobe. Daydreams of a wonderful,
cool shower drifted through her mind as she absentmindedly unzipped her
blue coat. She imagined being back at home, spinning wheels and dials
to convert the river runoff into a icy cascade, relishing the sensation
of her lithe body becoming taut under the temperature change. Although
the young machinist wouldn't give up this adventure for anything in the
world, she had to admit they were operating at a loss without the vast
store of inventions left behind at home.

Steam radiated off her chest as the heavy material came open.
Sitting up, Precis yanked her arms out and slung it to the floor,
kicking off her overly-large boots and dumping them to the ground as
well. They were indeed comfy, with generous padding comprising a large
part of their bulk, and she had nary a blister to show for all the
previous days of walking. However, that protection came at a price, in
the form of the smelly waves that now emanated from Precis' socks.

Wrinkling her nose, she pulled her shirt overhead, exposing creamy
plum-sized breasts capped with tiny pink nipples. Shivering noticeably
as the cooler air enveloped her chest, Precis undid the tie on her
shorts and slid them down, exposing a matted pair of pink panties. She
paused for a moment, looking down at her secret shame and remembering
how mortified having the older girls seen them was...

***

After spending hours battling monsters amid the ruins, everyone was
long overdue to heed nature's call. After a patently embarrassing
silence by the girls, more out of a desire for self-sufficiency than
any hesitation on bearing their genitals, Rena had at last pled with
her beau for a quick rest stop. The men stood guard while Celine picked
out a dead-end tunnel for them to attain some privacy for the more
conservative females, calling out to their suitors in a seductive voice
before disappearing into the fog.

"Feel free to come and watch, boys!" she teased, much to Rena's
shock and Opera's usual giggle. Precis herself felt both scared and
awed by the wizard's actions, her usually boisterous attitude subdued
by this glimpse into the adult world. Some part of her protested this
jump-start that she knew was quite out of her league, the other half
ravenously wondering how far this consistent jabbing between the sexes
would go... like if the men did indeed take Celine up on her offer. No
one noticed the quick smile that passed between Rena and Dias's faces,
especially Claude, who quickly riveted himself to the task at hand.

Once safely around a bend in the tunnel, the ladies wasted no time
in getting down to business. The heraldic vixen quickly asserted her
free spirit attitude, boldly undoing her clothing and learning against
a cavern wall before draining herself right in front of the others. Not
about to be seen as prudes, the others quickly followed, baring their
own and blue and yellow bushes before each other in a silent test of
trust. Rena and Opera uttered slight grunts as they began to pee,
nudging Precus to summon up the courage to bare her own nearly hairless
snatch to the world.

The intelligent minor was greatly releived to find that no one
really paid any attention to her underdeveloped vagina, being not at
all used to letting anyone at all see her nabodybody, much less four
near-strangers! The lack of a sly barb became noticeably evident before
Celine suddenly spoke.

"I see you've wasted no time getting your jollies already, Rena..."
the crouched mage said sneakily, pointing to a creamy white streak
nestled in the forest above her mound. Rena turned a bright crimson,
furiously trying to hide her privates while still maintaining balance,
and Celine only laughed harder.

"It's quite all right, dear." she assured, looking down at her own
snatch. "I plan to get stuffed real soon myself."

"Oh really?" Opera smirked incredulously, concealed a slight
curiosity. "Who with this time?"

"Thinking maybe Ashton again." the purple-clad woman replied. "I
mean, you have Ernest to keep you happy, and Rena gets bopped twice as
much as both of us between Claude and Dias..."

"Celine!" Rena burst out with a horrified gasp.

"And I wouldn't dream of interfering in anything Precis has going
with that little Lacour tyke" she continued on, watching her own
bladder finally empty. "Well, you are doing it with him, aren't you?"
Celine asked, not knowing herswhetwhether she was joking or not.

"Knock it off." Opera ordered, a little annoyed at how easily her
companion could discharge such an insensitive .

"Uhhh... no..." Precis recovered, clearly flustered. "I don't even
like him like that."

"Well, don't worry about a thing." Celine finished, standing up.
"Just remember that you can have anything you want if you're willing to
spread your legs a little." Opera rolled her eyes and got up also.
Rena, having been too engrossed in herself to listen to the exchange,
rose nonchalantly and made her way back towards the rest of the group,
evidentially unaware of what was going on.

Precis was the last one to leave, still trying to deal with the
funny feeling she felt at Celine's suggestion. Did the callous
sorceress really suggest she let that pompous boy *do it* to her?. She
had to admit it certainly made her think, if anything. The poor
teenager's head was so cloudy from the tingling in her loins, she did
not even notice Opera had stopped to wait for her.

"She didn't bother you or nothing, kid?" the tall blonde asked,
looking quite concerned.

"Nah, of course not!" the little girl replied cheerfully, choking
back the quiver in her voice. The duo walked some more, Opera
apparently pondering something deeply.

"I guess you're old enough, if you really want to..." she huffed,
speaking quickly. "Just want to let you know I'm here if you want to
talk about anything." With a gentle sigh, Opera patted the youngster on
the back, feeling immensely proud of the motherly role she'd just
offered.

"Oh, thanks!" Precis answered, looking straight at the ground. "You
don't think I really should?" she asked with trepidation.

"Well," Opera shot back with an innocent smile "It is certainly
fun. But I do know is that if you want to catch boys like a woman,
you're going to have to start dressing like a big girl down there..."

***

While Precis knew the remark wasn't meant to hurt her, she felt
overwhelmingly inadequate with her current wardrobe. After all, her
father had been buying her clothes for the past 14 years. It hadn't
even crossed her mind that it was time to "upgrade" yet.

But now, as she sat staring at the flimsy cotton that covered her
private parts, feeling the echo of the past lift away, a raging thought
swept through her tiny frame. "It would be so easy..." she thought,
poking softly at her concealed womanhood. Tentatively, the horny genius
slipped a small finger into her panties, feeling the warm engulf her
slender digit as it passed under the waistband.

"So nice..." she whispered, snaking across the light fuzz covering
her virgin hole. Then, savoring the wet slide down her slick crack,
Precis drew a sharp intake of breath as she pleasured herself, slowly
parting the fleshy vee to allow her probing hand inside.

This wasn't the first time the brunette had masturbated, but not by
much. When she still lived in Linga, this wondrous art was completely
foreign to her. But after journeying with the party for only a few
days, primal instinct had taught her what delights the pristine blossom
between her legs could bring. Watching Rena climb into Claude's
sleeping bag one night in the woods surrounding Lacour, she gave
herself over to the erotic urges. Allowing her hands to work of their
own accord, she was soon reduced to a sobbing mess, crying tears of
happiness as her cunny's maiden voyage ended with a set of come-soaked
clothes she guiltily threw away the next morning.

Bringing herself back from another flashback, Percis tried to
concentrate on the task at hand - literally. Flushing all other
thoughts from her head, she began to speed up the delightful
ministrations, whimpering softly as she committed the dirty act.
Pausing with a moan each time she sparked movement from the small red
nub below her blonde fuzz, Precis continued to roughly shove a solitary
finger through her fat vaginal lips.

"I wonder what *he* would do..." her brain echoed, and Precis
suddenly found herself imagining Leon at the foot of her bed. Running
one hand up and down her bare leg, he used the other to carefully
maneuver hers, reaching untold combinations of stimuli. Overcome by her
fantasy, the whiz kid fell back, cheeks reddening as her lover crawled
up beside her. Now he was cupping her small breasts, rubbing the
aureoles while still he guided her efforts.

She was well on her way to creaming her panties, as well as the
surrounding bed, when startling knock on the door vanquished the
dream-Leon. Unwilling to cease any sexual activity, she groaned
worriedly, straining her ears to listen for another. It came a few
seconds later, and Precis woefully tore herself away from her honeypot,
halfheartedly sitting up and sliding into her shoes.

Another rap on the door spurred her into action. Realizing that she
had not even bothered to lock the door earlier, her awkward limbs moved
in a flurry of action. Thrusting one sneaker through the leg of her
shorts, she sat back down to quickly take care of the other one. In her
haste to dress, the large boot ripped a deep line through the fabric,
going completely unnoticed by the frazzled girl. Throwing the vest on
over her naked torso, Precis made way to the door, holding it closed
with one arm while she slid the peephole open with the other.

Leon stood on the other side of the door, staring intently at the
wooden slab in front of him for sign that it would open. He was just as
exited as his mate on the other side was, puffing excitedly as if from
running a great distance. Seemingly fed up with the wait, his hand
reach for the doorknob, freezing Precis in place.

Opening her mouth to utter a warning of protest, she suddenly felt
the power drain from her voice. Whether it was fear or arousal, she
placidly watched as the threshold in front of her widened, stepping
back only to avoid being bumped by the swinging barrier. When cast all
the way open, her twin stepped through in slow-motion as if in a daze .
Instantly, she melted, wholly submissive to him. Her hand dropped away,
allowing the vest to part slightly under the influence of gravity. The
twin bumps underneath remained concealed, but it was now apparent there
was nothing that could stop him from reaching out to touch her
forbidden places.

"Precis..." was all Leon could summon as he stared at her
half-naked body. Her entire being flared like an aphrodisiac, erotic
taunts exuding from each crevice. The shear in her shorts ran all the
way from the cutoff to her crotch, exposing a generous amount of the
damp pink cotton underneath. Her defenseless skin glimmered longingly
with a light coat of sweat from the previous workout. To Leon, she was
beyond irresistible.

"You don't know how long I've wanted to do this..." the scientist
rasped before catching his trembling mate in his arms, holding her
bosom tight to before melding her lips together. With little experience
but what Celine had taught him, he enthusiastically mashed his mouth
into Precis' face, forcing her to return the favor with equal passion.
As the couple continued kissing, Leon bore a zealous hand down between
her legs, seeking the hidden treasure within.

"Aaaah!" the young girl cried out, sensing her most sacred spot
touched by another being for the very first time. Precis tried to shy
away from his probing touch, some shadow of self-preservation forcing
her to try and defend her feminine honor. Knees buckling, she stood
there helpless as he cupped her slit, massaging the labia with his
outer fingers and snaking the middle digit inside. Precis swayed back
and forth as Leon wore down her resistance, the devious adolescent
leisurely directing his reward over to their conjugal bed, not even
bothering to close the entranceway behind him.

Collapsing roughly on top of his partner, he pinned her to the
sheets with his bulk. The pressure knocked the wind out of the petite
youngster with an audible grunt, both from his weight and jabbing
finger which poked dangerously close to her maidenhead. As Precis lay
sideways on the bed, recovering from the onslaught, Leon rose
victorious, knowing she had already lost the willpower to stop what was
about to happen.

Bending down, he effortlessly slid her lower garments off, the damp
underwear gliding off with them. Her bald twat glistened invitingly, a
strip of goo highlighting it's beauty straight as an arrow all along
her inner thighs. "We should have done this right away..." he intoned
sadly, the words only faintly registering with the prostrate girl.

When Leon had first met Precis, he's felt the certain spark that
could only be puppy love unfold in his heart. Her hyper, spunky
attitude was overwhelmingly attractive to the drudgery of his work.
Though it was far from thankless, he could sense that his fellow
workers would just as soon not take commands from someone ten years
their junior.

So the opportunity to team up with a party of reckless adventurers
was impossible to resist, especially seeing that the same female who
made his heart skip on sight had already proven to be a capable asset.
Never in ten thousand years did he think that such a fateful decision
would lead him to this moment. Precis' still figure, so diametrically
opposite to her natural state, was ready to make love with him.
Steeling himself, Leon parted his lab coat, snapping clear his belt
before lowering his own shorts quickly, as if this fantastic experience
were but a dream that would soon fade away.

Precis was still staring at the ceiling when Leon crammed his
little member into her. All at once, the haze cleared from her head,
and she erupted in an intense scream as Leon invaded her womanly
reaches, easily plowing through her hymen. Having no knowledge of such
things from his original encounter with Celine, he tirelessly pressed
on, sinking into her freshly-deflowered hole with boundless energy.
"Leon!" she cried out impulsively. "Noooo!"

But it was far too late to halt the eager boy now. As sharp pain
exploded in her loins, the young girl feebly tried to push her lover
off, his frenzied thrusts rapidly spearing her belly. "Please..." she
whimpered, powerless top top the forceful buffeting wreaking havoc on
her tender passage.

"I can't!" gasped Leon, stuffing her bulging twat ever harder.
"It's so tight and warm!" He pushed on, oblivious to the fading cries
of despair.

The brief shock of having a large pole of flesh shoved into an
opening that was only accustomed to her slim finger faded slowly,
Leon's pounding deadening nearly all sensation in her lower body.
Precis let him continue to ravage her, resigno heo her fate much
earlier than she would have thought possible, more out of exhaustion in
the futility of struggling against his male drive than from any sense
of preserving her innocence.

For a few moments, she simply lay back and accepted the fucking,
allowing Leon to harshly rock her frail form to and fro along the
bedspread. After such a rush of emotion, it was almost relaxing to
watch his cherubic face, contorting in grunts as he helped himself to
her tight channel. Even through the maddening throbbing that filled her
cunt, Precis smiled at the sight of heung ung partner pushing into her,
eyes were closed in a state of pure bliss, and she was suddenly filled
with a rationale to make the best of this situation. The longer Precis
thought about what was happening, the less she wanted to chastise Leon
for what he was doing, and rather attempt to enjoy herself if possible.

"We really... shouldn't be doing this..." Precis spoke finally, a
thin smile spreading across her lips. "What if someone... uhhh... sees
us?" The importance of her remark escaped the coupling teens, for
neither of them couple see the gaping doorway, inviting anyone with a
penchant for voyeurism to take advantage of this erotic show.

Leon pumped into her for a few more seconds while forming his
response. Leaning down, he drew his mouth close to her ear, speaking
softly. "Does it matter?" he asked in a decidedly serious tone. To seal
his lady from any further protest, his lips roamed over her face,
fondling her cheeks before settling on Precis' parted lips.

She confidently returned the favor, the two's unsophisticated
smooched making quite a sight. In appreciation, Leon pulled nearly all
the way out of her slippery wetness, the bulging head spreading her
nether rim apart once again. Then, with a rush he replenished her
sparsely-haired mound, feeding it the delicious shaft it so desired.

"Yeeeeeesss!" Precis hissed, the elongated lunge rocketing all the
way up her love canal. "Oh, that's good!" Gritting her teeth against
the lingering vestiges of discomfort, the determined female began to
grind her hips against Leon's, panting slightly from the exertion. The
enthusiastic boy opened his eyes, happily watching his tiny lover
writhe underneath, emitting sexy little moans from time to time as his
pistoning rod began to churn her innermost recesses, awakening the
intelligent beauty's most basic sexual drive.

"Leon..." Precis called out longingly, at last working up the
courage to peer between their conjoined bodies. She couldn't believe
the force with which he was pummeling her dainty privates, their
stomachs slapping together in a delightful rhythm. After viewing such a
titillating sight, she allowed her head to roll back, arching her back
slightly in response to the fire which was being kindled in her former
virginity.

This slight motion was enough to dislodge the precarious hold of
Precis' jacket. The flaps gradually spread open, baring pert breasts
beneath to the willing male. Leon took advantage of this new twist
without hesitation, sinking down from outstretched palms to resting on
his elbows. In this new position, he could easily grope her exposed
chest while continuing to fuck.

Leon's added stimulation only threw Precis deeper into depravity.
As the untouched nipples atop her petite fleshy mounds hardened from
his touch, she could feel her legs moving as if of their own accord.
With ease, they crept up past the young boy's clenched buttocks,
linking together effortlessly over his back.

As Precis' tiny limbs shifted upwards, so did her fragile girlhood,
coming into perfect alignment with the jutting shaft that continued to
pierce her wet folds. Unconsciously, Leon lengthened his strokes, now
able to reach all the way insider her gooey pussy. Having him bottom
out near her womb came as a utter delight to the young lady, who
quickly flushed bright red as her emotions took hold. She found herself
completely unable to control the stream of profanity which looses from
her parted lips.

"Yes... more!" she cried out, cradling his back in her arms while
they screwed. "Please, keep going!" she added, exerting more pressure
on their frail tangle. Then, a particularly deep push brushed against
her cervix, and she wailed out in overwhelming appreciation, hugging
Leon tightly as he crashed on top of her perspiration-drenched body.

Even with time to admire Precis' transformation for a mere second,
the slick scientist knew the tables had turned. He had trudged up here om tom the basement, his head dancing with visions of violating this
little girl while she placidly laid back and endured. Without thinking,
however, he had chosen to fornicate with the one girl in the group who
had greater reserves of energy than even the wanton Celine.

The pain of her lost cherry entirely annihilated, Precis ceased to
be the passive spectator in her own inaugural sexual experience.
Displaying staggering strength and resolve, the brunette teenager
rolled her man over onto his back, impaling herself on his erect cock
with the force of gravity.

Deservedly stupefied by his sudden loss of control, Leon could only
lie still and watch as Precis shrugged her shoulders, allowing the
interfering vest to drop away from her back. Altogether naked now
except for the anklet socks covering her small feet, she assumed a
marvelously radiant stance atop his body, seemingly incognizant that
her immature slit was crammed with more meat than any fourteen year old
in Lacour had ever been honored with!

Not about to waste any time and let the pleasure of their rubbing
sex organs flame out, Precis quickly resumed the rough play of before,
exercising extreme care as she adjusted to this new perspective,
bouncing lightly at first. As time passed, her enthusiasm waxed,
manifesting itself with an increase in the rate of her jiggling body.
It would have taken rock-solid will for anyone watching to resist
sneaking up from behind and slipping it to the sexually-awakened girl.

***

Having heard a piercing yell emerge from one of her rooms, the
innkeeper quickly rushed over to investigate, stopping dead in her
tracks halfway when low grunts and moans began to wander out of the
same doorway. She briefly fantasized about watching the rutting kids,
knowing there had to be some hot action if they had been so busy as to
forget to *close*, much less lock their only egress. Discretion got the
better of her, and she tiptoed back to her desk, closing off the entire
wing the party had reserved so the noise wouldn't distract the other
customers.

Claude and Rena returned to the inn soon afterwards, still aglow
from their own recent encounter. The Arlian's snatch was just as
cum-soaked as Celine's had been and Precis' soon would be. Walking
slightly bow-legged from the mess in her panties, Rena approached the
counter first to find a composed matronly woman waiting for them.

"Now that it's any of my business, you know." the elder lady began,
rehearsing an obviously prepared speech. "But you know those two kids
in your troupe?"

"What about them?" demanded Claude, sidling over beside Rena with a
knowing look on his face."

"I think you should know what they're doing in there." the woman
replied plainly. "Made such a racket I could barely concentrate!" Rena
tried to stifle a grin, but failed miserably, forcing a sharp stare
from the innkeeper.

"You should know that it's not healthy for them..." the proprietor
continued, but was cut short by the blonde ensign.

"We'll take care of it." he accounted forcefully, whipping the room
key from his pocket. Walking over and releasing the nearby lock, the
unmistakable symphony of a sexual encounter wafted into the reception
area. The woman immediately burst into a blush as several clients
turned their heads to listen to the musical sounds. Rushing from behind
the desk, she shooed Claude an Rena inside and slammed the door, just
slow enough to catch another incoherent affirmation of how much Precis
was enjoying herself.

***

"Leeeeeooon!" she howled, startling Rena even before the door
snapped shut behind her. Claude paused a moment, tossing an arm around
his girlfriend's shoulder to sooth her nerves.

"So that's what they're up to..." she remarked with a giggle "I
feel so corrupting. Do you think Leon saw me and... got ideas?" Her
mind was clearly racing now, evident by the shortness of breath.

Claude laughed as he rubbed her shoulder. "I'm sure that was more
Celine's doing than yours." he responded, looking over to her. "But you
look just as excited, dear. Sure you're not sad he picked someone his
own age to experiment with next?"

"Oh, you're incorrigible, Claude!" Rena spat back in mockery,
continuing to walk down the hallway, towards wall at the end where lewd
shadows provided a flawless guide of what lay within. "Do you really
think we should just barge in?" she asked, no longer trying to hide the
quiver in her voice.

"If you insist..." Claude teased, halting once again to embrace
her. "Because I can see you really have your heart set on it..." Rena
paused, thinking about his offer, and his expression quickly turned
into a smile of amazement.

"Wow!" the ensign exclaimed. "You really mean it!" The prim female
turned beet red, knowing there was no sense denying it. "What turned
you on to such naughtiness lately?" he queried, shuffling their hips
together in an mock slow dance.

"Let's just say a certain wizard had something do with it..." Rena
confessed, allowing Claude to rock her gently. "You don't think he'll
tell anyone, do you?"

"I think he'd keep a secret from his King if it meant a chance to
enjoy what I have..." the cocky male reassured her, planting a quick
smooch on his partner's lips.

"Then let's show that magician that the best lovers make the best
teachers..." Rena whispered hoarsely, breaking free of his grasp except
for a single hand, to lead him to yet another voyage of discovery.

***

Claude and Rena's presence in the doorway easily went unnoticed by
the twin lovebirds. Each were far too engrossed in mind blowing sex to
even care at this point. By the time Rena first gazed at the motionless
penis, wishing it was her own box pleasuring him instead, Leon was
nearing a climax of epic proportions. Precis, too, was on the verge of
a faith-shattering orgasm. Her vagina seemed to defy conventional
physics, it's fleshy walls caressing the small prick beneath with
blinding speed.

"I'm getting close..." he said breathlessly, laboring tremendously
to stave off coating her insides with his sticky cream. Precis
continued riding him forcefully, beads of sweat flying from her nude
body. Already her pace was winding up to a magnificent crescendo, for
without her conscious knowledge, the most powerful force on earth was
about to overtake her spirit.

A slow smile spread across the girl's face as she came, eyes
folding shut in order to block out all other stimulus, focusing all of
her power on simply enjoying the pleasure coursing through her loins.
Girlish cream spilled out of her warm quim, coating Leon's manhood in
the proof of her love. The warm blast was exactly the signal he was
longing for. Counterattacking, the prone scientist shot his own reserve
deep into Precis's hole, his long shaft carrying it all the way to her
parched womb.

The pair continued bucking together for several seconds as the
sensations carried them away into heaven. Just as in the former half of
the day, Leon followed his mate's spent body as it fell down to his
own, wrapping him in a warm cocoon of heat. As her sensitive nubs
brushed against his own, Leon felt a final surge of delight enter his
phallus, forcing even more cum to spurt between them before he was
finally able to rest.

Precis panted wearily on top of him, her slick body the antithesis
of the exact reason she had returned to the inn for. Although knowing
the cleansing water was only a few steps away, she still could not
bring herself to move and disturb the magic of their afterglow.
Snuggling even closer to Leon, resting her head on the bed directly
adjacent to his, she allowed the satisfying allure of sleep to take
her. It was a fitful slumber, wholly ignorant of the impregnating juice
stirring in her belly, or the two friends staring at her upended
behind.

***

Claude couldn't take his eyes off the irresistible sight before
him. Precis' small pussy was still occupied by the boy's deflating rod,
but the puckered opening above shone invitingly, begging to be filled
by his cock. Entranced, the alien ensign stepped forward, blinded by
his own lust, seeking the two quivering globes in front of him. Rena
latched onto him just before he got too far away, spinning Claude
around to look at her.

"Remember..." she warned, the warmth of desire burning in her eyes
as well. "Not a word to anyone..." And with that, they both stepped
forward into destiny .


3/19/03 - 3/29/03 - VGSS
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