Thousand Kisses

Thousand Kisses

Wyna sat on the edge of the Langoud, looking out at the water, not really thinking about anything. Suddenly, she was snapped out of her blank state when she heard footsteps coming up behind her. She turned and saw that it was Nelsha, and it was clear by the look on her face that she had something important on her mind. Standing up, Wyna looked at her.

“Hey Nelsha, what’s wrong?”

Nelsha’s face turned bright red as soon as Wyna spoke to her. “Um…H...Hi, Wyna…” she said, looking down and fiddling with her skirt.

“So ya got something to say or not?” Wyna asked.

Nelsha nodded her head. “Y…Yes, Nelsha has something very important to tell you, but she can’t quite figure out how to say it,” she said, forcing herself to not stutter.

“Well, just say it. You’ll feel better if you just get it off your chest,” Wyna said, a little concerned about her friend.

Nelsha took a deep gulp and looked up at Wyna. “Okay..” She took another deep breath. “Nelsha may look young, but she’s very old, and despite this, she’s never been in love before…”

Wyna knew what Nelsha was talking about right away. She must have fallen for Meis and wanted some help.

“So Nelsha’s not to sure how to say this….Nelsha couldn’t help but fall for you, Wyna.”

Wyna was dumbfounded. “Wait, you're in love with ME?!?”

Nelsha nodded her head.

“Really? Why?” she asked, still freaked out.

“Well, you're so pretty and strong...unlike Nelsha, who’s plain and weak. You're everything Nelsha wishes she could be,” Nelsha said, tearing up a little.

Wyna pulled her into a tight hug. “Nelsha, don’t say that. You're very pretty and strong! I mean you beat up Ratchet that one time!” Wyna said, trying to comfort the smaller girl, even though she was still shocked by the confession. She couldn’t stand to see Nelsha crying.

“No, that wasn’t Nelsha, that was the clothing she had on. Whenever Nelsha wears it, the person it belonged to takes over, and Nelsha isn’t there. She can’t do anything on her own,” Nelsha said, sobbing harder.

Wyna lifted Nelsha off the ground easily and kissed her on the mouth. (What am I doing?) Wyna wondered to herself. After a few seconds, she broke the kiss.

“Wow, Wyna …You….You just kissed Nelsha,” she said, looking into the pirate girl’s eye.

Wyna pulled away her eyepatch so that she could get a better look at the wannabe dress master. “Well, it just seemed right...after all, like I said, you are pretty, and I hated to see you crying like that,” Wyna said, realizing that she meant it. Nelsha really was pretty in her natural state.

“And so what if it’s not really you in those fights? It take a lot of courage to let someone else’s sprit take over your body like that,” Wyna said, sitting Nelsha back on the ground.

“You really, really mean that?” Nelsha asked, wiping her eyes.

“Yes,” Wyna answered back.

“Nelsha’s so happy to hear that, but she still wants to know if you like her back...after all, Muza likes you, and it seems like you like him,” Nelsha said, sounding a bit nervous.

“Well, Muza’s a nice guy and all, but not really my type. I mean I kissed him one time, and he blacked out for an hour.” Wyna let out a sigh. “But you seem a lot better, Nelsha. I’m not to sure just yet, but I’m sure I could end up loving you easily.”

Nelsha hugged Wyna around the waist. “There’s a tradition amongst Nelsha’s people that if you're not sure about your feelings for someone, you….” She looked down, blushing and kicking at the ground.

“You…do it with them,” she said, her entire face turning the brightest shade of red that Wyna had ever seen.

“Really?” Wyna asked. Nelsha didn’t look up.

“Y…Yes,” she said meekly.

“Okay then. Let's go to my room,” Wyna said, giving Nelsha a firm pat on the back.

“Nelsha wants to get something out of her room first,” Nelsha said before running off.

Wyna sat on her bed waiting for a few minutes, but after a while there was a knock at the door. “Come on in,” she said. A few seconds later, Nelsha walked in, her dress case strapped on her back as usual.

“Nelsha had to get a few things that will make things more fun. All of them have been in her family for several generations,” she said before sitting on the bed next to Wyna, who had taken off her eye patch. The two of tem looked each other in the eyes for a few seconds before kissing. As the two of them deepened the kiss, Wyna’s hands began to wander along Nelsha’s lithe figure. When her hand brushed against her ribs, Nelsha squirmed a littlie. Wyna broke the kiss and looked at her with a simile on her face.

“So you're ticklish right here,” she said, running her fingers along Nelsha’s sides again, causing her to laugh out loud.

“Please don’t tickle Nelsha like that!” she cried out in between laughs. Wyna stopped right way.

“Then how about like this?” she asked, running her fingers along Nelsha’s inner thigh, causing her to moan.

“Nelsha doesn’t mind that,” she said, lying back and spreading her legs, and pulling up her skirt. Wyna saw two things: a red and black garter belt, and that Nelsha’s panties were already soaking wet.

Wyna shoved her hand into her partner's underwear, while at the same time kissing the small of her neck and fondling her breasts. Nelsha moaned deeply as Wyna’s hand pumped in and out of her, and in no time at all, she came, soaking herself and Wyna’s hand.

After she came down, Wyna pulled her hand out and licked it clean.

“You taste really good,” she said, licking away the last drops off of her lips.

“Nelsha wants to repay you now,” she said, grabbing Wyna by the shoulders and pulling her down into a kiss. As soon as their lips met, Nelsha shoved her tongue into Wyna’s mouth, while at the same time pressing her knee against Wyna’s crotch. As her tongue probed deeper, she ground her knee harder. In no time at all, the pirate girl came hard. Her juice leaked through her bikini bottom and all over Nelsha’s exposed knee.

“Nelsha has an idea for something really fun,” she said, gently pushing Wyna onto her back. She stood up and stripped away everything, except for her glasses and garter belt.

“This is something Nelsha has thought about doing with you several times,” she said, opening her dress box. She pulled out a long, smooth stone dildo. It had a slight gleam to it.

“This toy is over a thousand years old. It’s been worn into a shape that feels perfect for any woman at all,” Nelsha said, walking back to the bed. She pulled Wyna’s small amount of clothing away and began to rub the tip of the dildo against the slick entrance of Wyna’s cunny. She started to kiss all over Wyna’s stomach and chest, before she pushed it in a few inches. As she pushed it further in, Wyna began to moan louder, until finally it broke through her hymen. She winced slightly, but when Nelsha started to slow down, she grabbed her wrist and pulled it in deeper.

“You don’t have to be gentle with me,” Wyna said, pulling Nelsha up and kissing her, and giving her ass a squeeze. Nelsha started to slide her body along Wyna’s in time with her pumping action, all without breaking the kiss.

After a while, Wyna broke the kiss. “Let's try something a littlie bit more fun,” she suggested.

“What is it, Nelsha wonders?” the smaller girl asked as she got off Wyna.

“You’ll see in just a few seconds,” she said, moving so that she and Nelsha were sixty-nineing. As soon as the two were in position, Wyna immediately began to vigorously lick away at Nelsha’s pussy. She jammed in a few fingers. Nelsha moaned loudly, but after a few seconds began to start pumping the toy again, and occasionally flick her tongue over Wyna’s clit.

As Wyna pushed her fingers in deeper, she never felt any resistance. She was curious, but she decided to wait until they were done to ask about it.

After nearly an hour, both girls came again. Wyna drank down every last drop of Nelsha’s femcum, and at the same time, she could feel Nelsha licking around the edges of the toy that was still in her, trying to get every last drop.

When both woman were finally clean, Wyna asked Nelsha, “I have two questions. First, when exactly when did you lose your virginity?”

Nelsha sat and thought for a few seconds. “Nelsha thinks it was about three hundred years ago. Even though you’re the first person Nelsha fell in love with, you're not the first person to fall in love with her.”

Wyna was a tad shocked by the answer. She knew that Nelsha was a lot older than she looked, but still. Recovering from the surprise, she asked about the second thing that she thought was a tad strange. “Why are you still wearing that grater belt?” she asked, pointing at the small article of clothing.

“Because without it, Nelsha wouldn’t have had the courage to do this. It has been passed down in her family for a very long time. It doesn’t change Nelsha’s appearance or personality, it just makes her braver,” she explained.

Wyna put her hand on Nelsha’s leg. “Well, I think you're plenty brave without it.” She then kissed her on the cheek.

“And I love you the way you are naturally,” she said, pulling the garter away and kissing Nelsha on the mouth for a few seconds.

“Nelsha loves you, too,” she said, kissing her lover back.