Shining Spring

-Shining Spring-

The long conflict that had devastated the land was finally over. The once mighty kingdom of Runefaust had been defeated. Though the bloodshed was over, the disorganized remnants of the kingdom’s vast army were the last barrier to an era of peace; they had become lawless brigands causing havoc wherever they could, raiding small towns, burning farms and despoiling temples. They were a mixed group from mercenaries that had been hired and now had no employer to those who had joined Runefaust's forces purely out of blood lust and to the vengeful trying get back at those who had ruined their kingdom.

It had been several months since Max had sacrificed himself to seal away the Dark Dragon and save his companions. Since then his roving band of warriors, known as the Shining Force, had slowly fallen apart. Several had returned home, wishing for a more peaceful life, one free of bloodshed. The struggle had been hard and had taken its toll, but most continued to fight. Splitting off into small groups, they traveled the land, trying to end this final menace and barrier towards peace. Mae and Anri had set off to the western forest of Surnna. Together, the two were a formidable pair: Mae, a centaur, was a skilled knight, rider and mount as one, which gave her unmatched prowess at close combat, and Anri, a powerful magician, supported her with deadly ice spells. Mae could have easily covered the journey with greater speed without Anri but she would never consider leaving her behind. For Mae was the daughter of Guardina's captain of the guard and Anri was of royal blood, princess and heir to the throne.

For now the throne sat empty and she had sworn not to take it until the land was at peace. A steward from her father's advisors had been appointed to oversee the kingdom. When the time was right she would return to a rebuilt castle and a restored city. But that was only when her duty was fulfilled, till then it was Mae's duty and pleasure to defend her to the death in their travels.

The journey to Surnna was fairly uneventful; they fought few vagrants and none from Runefaust. The rolling plains were dotted with farms that stood out from the endless grass. Time seemed to flow by as the methodical clopping of Mae's hooves lent a rhythm to their travels. They made camp by the roadside or in an inn when the opportunity presented itself.

When they finally reached the forest of Surnna, the change in scenery was marked. The formerly wide and straight path now twisted its way in the forest, meandering around the large trees. Rustoka village was a half a day away. After stopping there, they could learn where the enemy forces had made camp. The last time they had seen the village it had been burned to the ground by Runefaust's forces. This had not disheartened them and now the village was almost restored to its former beauty. The houses were built into the large trees of this forest and with the suspended walkways strung, as they were it looked as if a spider's web had been spun throughout the village.

Mae sighed, “I forgot how difficult this village was for Me.”
Anri laughed at this. “Don't worry. We can make arrangements like last time. You have to remember, they don't meet a lot of centaurs this far into the forest.”

Mae pouted. “You know that isn't the point.”


“Don't worry about it. But I need to take a nice long bath after all this walking. Why don't you ask by the inn if they can make some special accommodations for you? I’m going to go to the hot springs. Tomorrow we can meet with the head of this village and see what they have to say. "

With that Anri left Mae and wandered off into the forest, following a small stone-lined path. Mae went off to see what could be done about her. Anri had been acting strange recently; of course they had never spent this much time alone together. Anri slowly slid into the warm pool of the hot spring. It felt so good after all these days of travel. She stretched out her legs, pushing her feet against a rock.

“I could really use a foot massage,” she said aloud to no one in particular.

She raised her foot out of the water and began to rub it. Walking so long on her feet eventually took its toll. It was considered bad taste to do something like this in front of a centaur, Mae probably would not have minded but it was good form not to emphasize the differences between the various races. It was an unwritten rule of etiquette, but it had allowed the myriad races to work together towards a common goal. Though she had no real choice in this matter; it was even worse to ask to ride on one. Mae would have allowed it, but she couldn't do that to Mae.

Anri gently ran her hands over her feet. It would have been even worse to do this in front of Mae, Anri always had a thing for feet, including her own, and usually got carried away with this. She let her hands rub her feet, enjoying the soothing hot water and fingers. Just spending time thinking about doing this simple act was arousing, but was nothing compared to the real thing. As she stroked her foot the pleasurable sensations got her increasingly aroused. Soon she felt herself close to orgasm. But no matter how much she enjoyed playing with her feet, there was one thing she enjoyed more. She let her fingers move up her legs and tenderly into her waiting cleft.

After Mae had gotten them to tidy up her stall and reserved a room for Anri, she had decided to make sure Anri was not in danger. There could be some brigands about and she felt uneasy waiting in the village without her. She had her knightly duties to uphold, but it was more than just that. Following the path, she did her best to carefully place her hooves. She didn't want to give Anri or anyone else warning that she was coming. Mae slowly made her way through the underbrush, eventually starting to hear moans in the air. Was it Anri? Mae carefully peered through the branches and saw Anri partially immersed in the steamy water, one hand fingering herself with the other grasping her breast, moaning and panting in the steamy embrace. Her moans were getting louder as the tempo increased. Mae felt aroused by this display. She had never seen Anri like this before; it was a whole other side of her. Anri began to slide more fingers into herself, till almost her whole hand was in. Gradually she inserted her whole hand and began thrusting even harder. Anri was screaming out in pleasure and Mae didn't know what to do; one of the downsides of being a centaur was masturbation. Without preparation before hand, centaurs couldn't reach far enough to pleasure themselves. But to watch Anri like this...

She reluctantly tore her eyes away. There was a nice young sapling...if she could just position herself right; she could rub herself off. Anri arched her back and removed her hand as she screamed out in pleasure. Mae started to rub her cleft against the sapling. She increased her tempo, seeing Anri in this state only served to increase her libido. Anri lay draped on a rock, her feet dipping into the hot springs. Mae pushed the sapling back; it was a crude tool, but it served her purpose. The sapling snapped under Mae's increasing pressure and the crack echoed through the formerly quiet clearing. She raised her hand to her mouth. Anri slowly rose, her eyes scanning the forest. Mae tried to quietly slip away, but as she did, she got caught in the brush. Revealing her presence as Anri strode forward to where she was hiding and pushed away the undergrowth.

“Mae? What are you doing here?” Anri paused. She took in the situation and saw the slick and broken sapling. “Did you...?” Anri smiled. “You could have just asked.”

Mae's cheeks were starting to turn a deep shade of red. “What are you talking about? I was just walking through the...” Her tail began to gently swish. Anri slowly ran a hand down Mae's back, and pushed her into the open. Mae blushed and began to elicit soft moans of pleasure.

“Just relax.” Anri made her way to Mae's rear. “So how much did you see?”

Anri placed herself at Mae's rear, hands slowly making their way there.

“I...um...just saw...”

“Don't be shy.”

Anri knelt down and extended her tongue. She slowly began to work on Mae's womanhood, starting with her lips and working her way around, before she reached the center. Mae struggled to contain her sounds of satisfaction; she didn't want to embarrass herself before Anri.

Anri placed her hands on either side and used her thumbs to fully open Mae's slit. She started sucking on the lips, making her way down to Mae's clit and slowly making her way back up before returning to focus on her clit; really diving into it this time. Mae was dripping wet and her arousal only grew as Anri's tempo increased. Mae's barely contained moans escaped her as she began to fondle her breasts. This couldn't be happening, Mae thought; it was like a dream come true.

Anri ran a finger across Mae's lips, letting them become lubricated with her juices. Slowly she moved the finger up until it reached Mae's asshole. She began to play with and tease it before she inserted her finger.

“Anri...please...stop...I can't take much more of this.”

“Just relax Mae...”

She resumed her tongue play and began to enthusiastically finger Mae's anus. She was dripping wet and highly aroused. Anri removed her finger and stood up; her foreplay had done its part. Now Mae was ready for the real fun. Anri inserted several fingers into Mae’s slit, just as she had done earlier to herself. Mae shifted her weight and moaned softly. Anri worked the fingers in her, slowly pushing deeper and deeper into her. Her whole hand soon followed with Anri pushing it slowly in, while Mae moaned heavily throughout. Anri felt her whole arm getting sucked in as the muscles contracted. The soft, convulsing walls welcomed her arm as she started vigorously thrusting. Mae spread her legs slightly as she screamed out in pleasure. Anri let her free hand work its way down her body, adding her screams to Mae's as she pleasured herself. The pressure grew as Mae increasingly enjoyed Anri's actions, till she could take no more.

They climaxed simultaneously, tired bodies tumbling onto the grass of the clearing. Their sweaty bodies intertwined as they passed out from the intense experience. When dusk came they slowly awoke, and as they looked into each other's eyes, no words had to be said to convey their feelings. They both smiled and embraced one another.