The Video Gamer's Sex Stories
Volume 1: Star Ocean 2 - Star Ocean Forever
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Rena, Solo
Rena/Claude, mast
Rena/Claude
Rena/Dr. Gark, nc
Rena/Claude, first
Summary: Rena's first time (extended ultra director's cut)
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|Chapter 1 - At the Crack of Dawn|
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Rena stared wide-eyed at her lover as he positioned himself to
enter her. Looking up at him, wide-eyed in wonder, she slowly nodded,
letting him know she was ready, and willing.
At first the feeling was indescribable. As her mate slowly slid
into her, she surprisingly felt no pain, only wondrous ecstasy that
left her body limp in her man's arms. It was happening so fast... she
could feel that special feeling begin inside her as the thick shaft
pistoned into her sensitive privates. Her breath came in short gasps as
the sensations overtook her.
Just as the floodgates were about to open, she shuddered, seemingly
frozen in time. All of a sudden, the emotion and passion were drained
from her body. Opening her eyes, she was aghast to find herself staring
at her dresser.
She was in bed. All alone, as usual.
Small tears of frustration welled easily in her eyes at the
realization of another noctournal burnout -- all the excitement of sex
but without the pleasure of sweet release. "Dammit!" she moaned in bold
defiance of the twist of fate that woke her up each day by dragging her
away from another sexual romp. As a force of habit, her long ears
perked up and listened for her mother's heavy footsteps. Heaven forbid
she get caught using such foul language!
Rolling over, she started blankly at the ceiling, trying to salvage
the last fading memories of her erotic encounter before she was fully
awake. As with most of her dreams, the specifics were hard to recall in
the morning, only disconnected images trickled back from the slumber
world, echoes of past days where this very same ritual had taken place.
There was the one where she had gotten lost in the Shingo forest,
becoming more and more trapped as the foliage closed around her. She
tripped, and knew the inevitable had arrived as the leafy tendrils
rolled her onto her back and spread her legs high in the air before
spearing her innermost places with a long, smooth branch.
Then another, where a babysitting job with a neighboring boy took
an unsual turn as he insisted she show him "down there." More annoyed
at his insistence than shocked, she sighed and gave him a quick peek at
her soft folds. Before she knew what was going on, she was laying down
on his kid-sized bed moaning for all she was worth while his happy
penis eagerly pummeled her vagina.
Rena could feel herself getting warmer in her private spot as she
reminisced on these fantasy tales. It wasn't usual for her to remain so
aroused, but it did happen. She was sure it had to be her masked
ravager who had done this to her. And she knew if she didn't do
something about it now, the entire day would be spent trying to ignore
the pleas of her pussy begging for the attention it needed.
Grinning in the anticipation of the naughty act she was about to
indulge in, she quickly took her hair clasp from the adjacent
nightstand before returning her eager hands to the warm depths under
her covers. Fumbling blindly in the darkness, the moon-shaped charm
slowly made it's way under it's mistress's panties and into her tight
passage.
The sex-starved girl gasped sharply as the cold metal imbedded
itself inside of her, waiting what seemed like an eternity for the tool
to warm from her juices. "Thank goodness it's getting easier." she
thought to herself, remembering her almost daily crusade to perfect the
instrument by sanding down pointy edges and polishing the surface to
a pleasant texture. At last she felt it was ready, and began rubbing
her legs softly together, savoring the immediate gratification it
brought.
"Oh..." she panted softly. "It's so... GOOD!" As the clasp hit her
most sensitive spot, she arched her back and opened her mouth in a
silent scream. Her libido was reacting much faster than she
anticipated, and though she would have liked to draw out the pleasure,
she could not hold off long against the inevitable.
Locking her ankles together so as not to draw attention to herself
by shaking the bed, she rubbed her thighs together as fast as she could
muster. Tears sprang from her tightly-shut eyes as she found herself
for the umpteenth time totally unprepared for the exquisiteness that
came from stimulating her genitals. Her moans increased in intensity,
and realizing he futility of attempting to prolong the experience any
longer, she decided to meet her approaching climax.
Using her busy hands to keep her soaked channel occupied, she
hurriedly rolled over onto her stomach and held her panties down a bit
so her beautiful slit lay uncovered on her bed. Using her other arm to
prop herself up on the mattress, she started running her pussy up and
down the sheets. Her engorged clit was now peeking out, and received
the brunt of her frantic rubbing. It throbbed in unison with Rena's
moaning, trying eager to please the imaginary invader.
Her gasps coming deep and short, Rena could feel her inner channel
about to explode. Rasing her small butt into the air, she let the hand
that had been keeping her panties down sink into the wet passage. Her
long fingers swam around the precious intrument that was lodged inside.
It had served its purpose well, but the final act required the deep
touch only her soft digits could provide.
The other hand had drifted on it's own to her neglected breasts,
grabbing them roughly through her sheer tee-shirt. Pleasure flowed
through her body at the dual stimulation and overflowed as her orgasm
approached. Rena sank her head into her pillow and let loose an earth
shattering cry as the sensations overtook all rational thought. Her
fingers were jammed in up to her sacred barrier, each thrust forcing
more juices out of her hole. With her delicate undergarments already
thoroughly soaked, it pooled harmlessly on the sheets, along with the
hair clasp, which had left her body to make room for her probing
fingers.
Rena came for what seemed like hours before she fell gracefully
from her frenzied peak. She sighed with immense satisfaction, having
just enough energy left to collapse from her compromising position
before drifting out of consciousness...
***
She came to a few minutes later, still reeling from the experience.
"Wow..." she said to herself with a giggle. "I came so hard I passed
out!" Feeling the immense heat under her covers, she threw them off and
fanned the hot, musky air that had accumulated with a surprised and
embarassed look. Although she knew a "proper" lady shouldn't, she found
herself immensely turned on by her own smell, and wished to do away
with the temptation to revisit her adolescent urges as soon as
possible.
For the first time that morning, she could see the beautiful body
that had so captured her attention moments ago. Her skin glistened with
a heavy sheen of sweat. Her gray tee was rather damp, causing the
outlines of her breasts to appear quite distinctly. But her panties,
she noticed with amazement, were absolutely SOAKED! She had no idea she
could produce so much fragrant goo, but the evidence was clear -- most
notably the impressions of her bare cunny-lips laid out for all to see.
Swinging her feet over the side of the bed, she got up and tiptoed
softly to her dresser, keeping her hole held tightly together, but
rather unsucessful at preventing the motherlode of come from gushing
out and running down her thin legs. Disappointed at her lack of
success, she slid her wet underwear down to the floor with a soft
*plop* and stepped out of them, with her shirt soon following.
"After all" she thought, "Mom never gets up this early." With that,
she grabbed the towel she had been looking for. Moving over to the
door, she opened it a crack to check for sure and then walked
completely nude to the bathroom, carrying the fabric limply behind her.
Anxious to cool off from her exciting morning "excercise," she let
the shower run a little cooler than usual and stepped in, feeling the
gentle water flow over her body, clearing her body and mind.
"I wonder what I have to do today..." she thought. For some reason,
she had a nagging feeling in the back of her mind. Like something
important had happened she had forgotten.
Then it hit her in a flood. Meeting Claude, the initial excitement
of him being the chosen Warrior of Light... and even her sneaking
downstairs to let him in during the night for some quiet talk. She had
been so exhausted from the day's unusual turn of events she didn't even
remember falling asleep... but she did remember telling him he was
welcome to the spare bedroom next to hers. With a shock she realized he
was probably still there... and had quite possible heard everything
she'd done.
Placing a hand on her forehead, she suddenly felt very dizzy...
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|Chapter 2 - I Feel Refreshed|
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Claude could not believe his eyes. He'd been on this new world for
less than twenty four hours, and already he'd gotten a mind-blowing
glance of a teenage girl's fabulous naked body.
Rena's initial fears were unfounded, since the lead headed ensign
had been asleep while she furiously diddled herself in the next room.
But he had waken up just in time to see her wobble slowly over to the
bathroom across from his room, apparently unaware the door was wide
open. He saw everything -- her damp patch of blue pubic hair and the
pursed lips beneath... her proud, jutting breasts... and even her
smooth, taut behind as she turned to enter the shower.
As soon as this angel left his sight, Claude let his head fall back
on the bed, counting his blessings he'd been treated to such a gift.
His mind pored over the brief glimpse, trying to guess what made her
forget she had a guest in the house. Never in a million years would he
have realized it was because she was still dizzy and lightheaded from
an orgasm less than a minute ago.
His pleasant thoughts shattered and faded away as he heard a loud,
muffled *THUMP* from the bathroom. Leaping out of his bed and casting
the covers aside, he quickly made his way to the shower door, fearing
she'd fallen and hurt herself. Not giving it a second thought, he
boldly turned the doorknob and entered the clammy room, glancing to his
left to see the cause of the trouble.
Rena had slipped, as he suspected. At the moment, she was sitting
on the bottom of the bathtub, rubbing her sore butt with one hand
while her other held her legs bent over her crotch, hiding her feminine
treasures. But her ample breasts lay uncovered, resting gently on her
knees, and Claude noticed. Quickly forgetting why he barged in here in
the first place, he stopped in his tracks, gaping at her creamy mounds
covered in water and soap.
Suddenly sensing something amiss, she looked up to see Claude
standing in the doorway gawking at her naked form through the edge of
the curtain. "Aaah!" she shrieked, scooting to the far end of the
shower and pushing the curtain closed with her feet. Ensign Kenni got
one more brief eyeful of her blue muff before it vanished behind the
shower curtain.
"Geez, Claude!" she said with annoyance. "Don't people in your town
believe in privacy?" She got up slowly, using the wall for support.
Claude watched, lovingly eyeing the outline of her body.
"No, not really." Claude replied cooly, half-lying. Not in the
Academy, anyway. Since starships had a limited supply of water, they
took communal showers by rank. And there were a LOT of pretty female
ensigns. But, entering another crewmember's quarters without permission
was still rather frowned upon.
"Well, please don't surprise me like that again!" Rena pleaded from
behind the cascade of falling water. She hurriedly adjusted the faucet
some, hoping a cloud of steam would help obscure her form further.
"Sure." Claude replied, believing this scolding was worth the
close-up look he'd gotten. He wished he could take it further, and
hopefully open up Rena's inhibitions. He grinned as an idea hit. And
knowing how innocent this girl was, it just might work.
"You don't mind if I just pee real quick, do you?" Claude asked,
moving over to the toiled and raising the lid.
"No, go ahead." she replied nervously, too polite to refuse his
request. "Just don't flush!" Claude watched as her shadow crept to the
end of the shower, hovering near the edge of the curtain. Snickering,
he unzipped his pants and pulled his member out, grunting for effect as
the yellow liquid drained from him.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see what he'd hope would
happen. Rena had slowly peeked out from the shower, eyes wide in
amazement at the size of his half-erection, pronounced not only from
just waking up, but the recent sights its owner had taken in. When he
finished, he gently shook his penis dry, casually turning over to the
peeping girl. "What, you've never seen one?" he asked with an impish
smile.
Rena gasped and hid behind the curtain, horrified to have been
caught peeking. "No!" she replied, flustered. "I've seen lots of..."
she stopped, grasping for an appropriate word.
Claude giggled at her frustration, moving over to the shower with
his elongated shaft still poking out from the top of his pants. He
gazed lustfully at Rena, especially the capped mounds on her chest,
gently pumping himself at the same time. In no time, his dick was at
it's maximum length, extended proudly towards it's unwitting prey.
"Here, I'll give you a closer look." he continued, letting his
pants fall to the floor. He pulled his light jacket and shirt off
slowly, letting them fall to the floor, and giving Rena plenty of time
to object if this was really going to freak her out. Claude wanted
nothing else in the world than to make love with this luminous being,
but he also didn't want to scare her off by appearing too eager.
When he was as finally naked as she was, he stepped into the hot
shower, looking overly proud as she stared at the seven inches of
flesh protruding from his blonde tuff. "So, I take it you've never
seen a real one, huh?" he asked. Rena shook her head slowly, mesmerized
by his entire body. Claude wasn't cut as well as some of the more
outstanding members of his species, but to a virgin village girl like
Rena, he was magnificent.
"Wow..." she gasped. "It's so big! How do you get it to fit in
you pants?"
Amusedly, Claude gripped it gently, waving it around like a sword.
"It's not usually this large." he uttered. "Only when something
excites it."
"Like... me?" Rena asked in wonder, placing her hand on her chest.
"Especially you." the ensign responded.
"How do you get it back to normal?" she asked innocently. "Do you
have to... play with it? Like girls do?" A second later she realized
that her secret had just been let out of the bag, and blushed a fierce
red. Controlling herself, she pursed her lips tightly, anxious to hear
his response before saying anything more.
Claude smiled, releived that she was taking this faster than he'd
hoped. "Well," he started. "I can't do it when it's wet without a
lubricant." Eyeing the bar of white soap in her tiny hand, he gently
pried it from her fingers, working it into a rich lather while he moved
closer to her so the running water wouldn't wash it away. The spray was
warm enough, though, so the two of them standing inches apart under the
faucet were not cold in the least. If anything, Rena was covered in as
much sweat as water.
"Then I get my hand into a fist keep pumping it till it's all
over." the ensign finished, giving his long penis a couple of playful
strokes while Rena watched on in fascination.
"And what happens then?" Rena asked, he deep blue eyes darting
between Claude's face and cock.
"You really don't know?" Claude replied incredulously.
His smile faltered as Rena sank her head down. "I mean, I've heard
things, but I've never really... seen it." she whispered. Claude felt
releived, in fact delighted at the sound of that. Not only was this
lovely beauty willing to learn about sex, but willing to let him teach
it to her.
Lifting her chin back up with his free hand, he gazed deep into her
face. "I'd be happy to show you." he said, nearly overflowing with
arousal. He began pistoning his hand up and down the soapy shaft, the
faint squishing sounds drawing Rena's attention back down to his penis
without him saying a word. She looked on as if she was learning how to
tie her shoelaces, peering around his furiously pumping hands to watch
the action from all sides.
"Uhh..." Claude groaned as happy sensations flowed through him. It
was much easier than usual, since he had a naked, wet girl right on
front of him. His eyes roamed over her body, from her thin arms to her
curvy stomach and legs. He saved the best parts for last, gazing
lustfully at her pronounced boobs before settling on her covered
snatch. It was encased in a patch of blue fur, highly erotic even if it
covered her jewel beneath because he'd never seen anything like it on
his world.
"You know," he panted, attempting to up the ante. "This would be
able easier if... you could do it to." She looked at him, suddenly
aware his piecing stare was focused on her naked pussy.
"Like this?" she asked softly, bringing a hand down to her hole.
She extended her ring and middle finger together, slowly drawing them
up and down her slit with a sigh of relief.
"Yeah." Claude answered, a little disappointed she didn't offered
to let him teach teach her that too. "How did you learn how to do
that?" he said, pondering her obviously practiced technique.
"It just felt good... when I touched it." she sighed in reply, her
body twitching as the first pangs of pleasure returned to it. "Do you
want to see inside it?" she asked in a near-whisper, amazed at how
horny she was becoming.
"Oh, that'd be great!" he added with zeal. His voiced nearly
creaked, afraid if he asked for something too dirty, this would all
come crashing to an end.
Rena complied, feeling it was only fair that he get to see her play
with herself in exchange for the show he was putting on. She spread her
legs apart for balance, parting her tuff with small fingers, Her pink
bits were finally exposed, but still Claude wanted more.
"Could you, um... spread it apart a little more?" Claude pleaded,
trying to find a polite phrase and not seem to overbearing. Rena didn't
mind, however, using her two rubbing fingers to earile spread her
vagina apart.
"Geez, Rena..." Claude swooned, looking directly inside her.
"You're beautiful." The Arlian blushed, the fact that he only said that
after he got her naked not detracting at all from the sincerity of the
comment.
"Thanks..." Rena beamed, tantalizing her now exposed clit with
gentle poked and prods.
"So how far can you get them in there?" Claude asked between
thrusts, referring to her busy fingers.
"All the way, I think." she replied, becoming turned on herself at
the growing intimacy of the questions. To demonstrate, she slid a
finger into her slick passage, wincing slightly as her vagina quivered
in excitement.
"And can you orgasm that way?" Claude continued.
Rena was unfamiliar with any word that referred to the bliss that
followed her daily play, but she was smart enough to understand what it
meant. "Do you want me to... orgasm for you, Claude?" she asked
breathlessly, lost in the passion of the moment.
"Let's do it together, Rena." Claude said with a gentle smile. He
slowed down his pumping to give Rena a chance to catch up, and she
made up for lost time well. Now free from having to display her
privates to Claude, she dug into herself with zest, plunging three long
fingers into her cunt and spinning them inside, making wet sloshing
sounds that excited both teenagers. She drew her idle hand to her
chest, grabbing her generous breasts in turn and kneading the soft pink
nipples with her fingertips.
Claude watched Rena play with herself longingly, able to keep his
own level of pleasure steady with remarkably little concentration. As
he stared at her jerking body, he suddenly became aware his dick was
pointed straight at her inviting hole. Evil thoughts entered his mind,
as he pondered taking her hand away and shoving his cock inside without
asking. The prospect of feeling her virgin walls clamp around his shaft
was almost too much to resist, but amazingly, his morals prevailed.
Besides, if he were to ever be graced with the chance to screw her
rightly, the act would be that much sweeter.
"Rena, hurry up..." he warned, the erotic sights of her moaning in
heat quickly overwhelmed him. Understanding what he meant, Rena formed
her hand into a fist and brought it to the top of her slit. Turning it
around viciously, she let her pointy knuckles bounce rapidly across her
clit, struggling to pant and breathe at the same time while she
tantalized her most sensitive spot.
"Oh Claude," she moaned. "It's too much... I can't take it!" This
new stimulation felt incredibly good, but she knew she couldn't do it
for long without her tiny nub suddenly flaring up in protest from
overuse. Luckily, she didn't have to wait long. Her nub withdrew into
its sheath just as Rena's orgasm began. "Ahh!" she cried with
intensity. "I can feel it happening!"
Glad he could finally let loose, Claude squeezed his slick penis as
he slid his hand along it. Instantly, the tip erupted in a plume of
white as his cum flew the sparse few inches between their bodies,
landing directly into Rena's splayed vagina. She didn't even notice,
although she was staring right at his erupting shaft. Her vision
blurred slightly as bright flashes of light appeared in front of her,
nearly drawing her to the floor in wondrous pleasure.
As Rena stood doubled over, panting in exhaustion, Claude gently
took her head and clasped it to his sweaty chest. "Thank you..." he
uttered, privileged to be able to use her body to make himself feel
good. He kissed her blue locks, and she rose up to him, ready for her
first real kiss.
"Oh no, Rena!" Claude exclaimed, noticing her gooey pussy was now
covered with his generous load. "We've got to wash that off, or you
might get pregnant!" With her cherry intact, there was a slim chance
that it could slip into her womb, but Claude was already planning his
next move. If he was could show her how great an orgasm could REALLY
be, she would surely fall in love with him.
Rena lay down on the floor of the shower, hurriedly immersing
herself in the spray of water once again as slight panic set in. She
spread her legs wide, unabashedly displaying the one part of her body
she'd let no other man see this close. Reaching up, Claude twisted the
nozzle a bit, aiming the wide spray as close to her crotch as he could.
Then, he sat down on the ceramic tub with her, his face mere inches
from her wet snatch. He could feel the heat coming off her body, and
stared longingly at her maidenhead standing guard diligently. "Can you
get it out?" Rena inquired, raising her head up to see what he was
doing.
Claude lifted two intertwined fingers up, pointing them to her
gaping tunnel as if to prepare her. "No, wait, you can't!" she cried.
"It's too sensitive now, just wait a... a... AAAH!" Arching her back,
she unwittingly gave the young ensign better access to her rosy
insides. His fingers jammed into Rena's tight passage, going in deep as
he scooped out the sperm and cleansed her cunt with the water falling
from above. In no time, she was as fresh as could be, but the eager
cadet persisted, encouraged by her erotic sighing.
As she lay there moaning, Claude slowly slid her butt across the
tub, giving him room enough to lay flat on his belly, propped on his
elbows. Now she had her back to the wall, just where her man wanted
her. He took his fingers from her slit, now coated with more than just
water. "Don't stop!" she moaned, breathing heavily. Claude was not
about to disappoint her.
His probing fingers stretched her downy labia apart revealing the
innermost chambers. The writhing girl exhaled sharply as her lover ran
his tongue through her blue bush, teasing her before mercifully lapping
at the engorged lips. "Oh yes!" she yelled. "That's wonderful! Keep
doing it!" Her hands floated up to her pert chest, unable to keep from
indulging in the double pleasure.
Ensign Kenni licked her throbbing mound enthusiastically, trying to
make up for his lack of experience. Rena loved it, feeling his tongue
and lips attack her tiny clitoris, puffy folds, and inner tunnel all at
once. A sudden new and excruciatingly wonderful sensation exploded in
her as Claude pursed his lips and sucked hard, causing a tiny vacuum to
ripple through her innards. Unable to control herself, her womb spewed
forth honey into the boy's face. Knowing Rena was close, Claude
withdrew for a moment to find her dancing nub, and zoomed in on it with
fury, taking the tiny flap of flesh into his mouth and nibbling on it
gently.
That did it for Rena. "Oh yeah, I'm coming!" She screamed, throwing
her head back, moaning for all she was worth as her third orgasm that
morning rippled through her. Her hands slid down to Claude, grasping
his blonde hair and driving his head towards her dripping box. Without
anywhere to pull back to, Claude was forced to swallow her torrent of
juices as they flowed easily from her body, his nose stuck in her curly
blue muff absorbing the scent of her sweaty crotch.
When she came down from her high, Rena was all smiles, gently
petting her lover as his tongue darted in her tight tunnel, sucking out
the last dregs of her come. "Mmm..." he said, rising up on his hands
and knees, hovering over her wet body. "You taste delicious Rena." His
wet lips met Rena's, the two of them sharing the musky flavor of Rena's
pussy.
"So," Rena asked as he reluctantly broke away. "Are you ready to
take a *real* shower now?"
***
Rena's spent body took another few minutes to recover, and after
she was finally ready, the two took turns washing each other. The
Arlian girl protested shrilly as Claude's soapy fingers playfully
darted in her love passage when she wasn't looking. "Owww... I mean it,
Claude!" she moaned halfheartedly, rubbing the mound around her
super-sensitive hole while it plead with its master for a rest. The
satiated ensign finally agreed, grabbing her shoulders and pulling he
close. His tongue made it's way into her mouth, while his hands reached
around, caressing her slim buttocks with a slick touch.
They spent another fifteen minutes cleaning their respective
bodies. First was Rena's turn, and she let Claude touch her everywhere.
Her delicate neck, slender arms and especially her bountiful chest were
rubbed nearly red by Claude's skillful hands. He moved around to her
thin stomach, rubbing his wet hands over her hips and down her behind,
eliciting a gasp of surprise as he slid a moist finger through the
crack of her ass to wipe away the accumulated sweat. Heeding her plea
to give her exhausted vagina a respite, he moved on to her smooth legs.
His strong hands wiped them down quickly, tickling her sensitive feet
as he washed her toes.
Standing up, he handed the soap to his girl, who grinned broadly at
her chance to explore the male body. She spent a great deal of time
massaging his bulging pecs, a tribute to his extensive training. She
covered his large arms and tummy rapidly, wanting to get to the
interesting area quicker. Bent down on her knees, she watched his
softening dick bounce around his crotch as she washed his balls, saving
the smooth shaft for last. At last satisfied it was clean, she ran her
hands up and down his legs quickly before returning the bar of soap to
the sink and turning the water off.
They had been in there for over an hour, and just as they both
stepped out of the tub onto a bath mat, they heard the sounds of a door
closing and shuffling downstairs.
"Oh no!" Rena spat with a grimace. "That's my mom. Hurry... let's
get you to my room!" She opened the door, feeling her nipples instantly
harden as she met the cooler air outside the shower, steam billowing
from behind her. The naked youngsters tiptoed their way down the hall
to Rena's room, where the flustered girl quickly motioned for him to
hide under the bed. Glancing around the room, she groaned as the only
stitch of clothing in plain sight was her panties from the night
before. Wincing from having to slide the damp, come-soaked material
over her just-cleaned body, she pulled them on, tucking her blue fuzz
inside just as Westa opened the door. Her face snapped up, startled.
"You just got out of the shower, honey?" Rena's mother asked,
surprised. She'd been out at the store buying the day's groceries
nearly all morning, and couldn't beleive her daughter was any further
along in the day than this.
"Well, you know me mom!" Rena replied with an uneasy giggle, her
naked breasts flopping around shamelessly as she shrugged. "I kind of
lose myself in there..."
"Okay dear," Westa returned with a loving smile, unable to keep
from thinking what teenage girls usually did during long showers. "I
almost forgot." she added. "Where's Claude?"
"Oh," Rena sputtered, trying to think of something. "He had to
leave." Westa's face dropped, taking the comment the wrong way. "But
he'll be back." Rena quickly continued. "He just had to check on
something."
The ambiguity of her answer was unusual, but didn't trouble Westa
in the slightest. "I'll let you know when he comes back." she said,
closing the door softly behind her.
Rena turned towards her bed, musing at how stupid she sounded.
While she stood there thinking, Claude slowly slid out from under her
bed, rising up on his knees and taking a big whiff of her panty-covered
box before planting a kiss on the damp cotton. The Arlian smiled at his
loving face. "If you want to smell it, get real close..." she
whispered. Feeling emboldened by her recent awakening, she slid her
undergarment back down and jammed Claude's nose into her folds with a
giggle. "But now, you have to go." she continued, turning around
and heading over to her beaureau to get dressed.
Claude peek out into the hallway and dashed to the bathroom,
grabbing his clothes from the floor before sneaking back into Rena's
room. He quickly dressed, staring at Rena's uncovered breasts while she
pored over her bras. "This morning was really special, you know." he
said with sincerity.
"I liked it too." Rena added, sliding over to him. "And I want to
do it again." Her eyes widened in delight. "But you have to GO before
we get caught!" she gave him a quick peck on the lips before spinning
him around and pointing to the window. "Climb down the side of the
house so mom doesn't see you." she explained. "I'll finish getting
dressed and meet you outside in a little while."
Claude opened the glass and stepped out, holding the frame while he
looked for a soft place to land. Rena's head peered over the edge,
facing down at her lover. "Go exploring or something." she suggesting,
leaning over close to his face. "Have fun, honey." She extended her
tongue, smiling as Claude frantically pulled himself up a bit to kiss
it, before his exhaustion caught up with him and he fell onto the
grassy earth below. Rena just covered her mouth to stifle another
laugh, reflecting on how lucky she was to have made such a catch.
/--------------------------------\
|Chapter 3 - The Venerable Forest|
\--------------------------------/
Rena dressed quickly, finally deciding on a lacy azure bra to match
her blue panties. Slipping on her long-sleeved white blouse, she
scanned the room for her favorite blue overalls, which she discovered
draped over the back of a chair. She snapped the clasps in place with
her delicate fingers, grabbing a blue miniskirt from the nearby
drawer and gingerly stepping into it. Next was her red sash, which she
tied loosely around her waist, and long, white boots. Twirling around
towards the door, she lifted her gold-trimmed red cape from a hook on
the wall, stopping momentarily to check if she'd forgot anything.
"Oh my!" she gasped out loud with a dash over to her bed, still
damp from the morning's frig-session. Feeling between the covers, she
soon located what she'd been looking for -- her prized gold hairpin.
The smooth metal surface glinted brightly in the morning sun, still wet
from her juices.
Sensing a naughty thought race through her mind, Rena snuck a peek
at the door to make sure she was alone. Satisfied, she gave the small
trinket a tentative lick, spreading her musky flavor all over the
inside of her mouth. It didn't seem as magical as when Claude kissed
her earlier with her goo all over his lips, but it wasn't unpleasant
either. Undecided about how she felt, she slipped it back home in her
blue hair and headed for the door.
***
"Aren't you going to have some breakfast, Rena?" Westa's voice
called out just as her daughter was buttoning her cape to go outside.
The older woman pointed lovingly to a loaf of bread and a basket of
fresh eggs sitting on the counter.
"Sorry mom!" Rena replied sweetly, swinging the door open. "I
promised Claude I'd meet him as soon I got up." She blew her mother a
kiss, feeling too embarrassed about what her breath might smell like to
give a real one, before slipping out the door without another word.
She felt bad about running out on such short notice, but her
palpitating heart was driving her on. Although she'd fibbed to the
blonde ensign about being totally ignorant when it came to sex, she
found it really turned her on the more she thought about it. Rena could
tell it probably had the same effect on her beau, remembering the
wide-eyed smile of amazement he had when he realized she would let him
teach her *everything.* "It's only a matter of time before I have to
say goodbye to you..." she thought to herself, giving herself a casual
pat down there as she walked.
Her mind wandered between sensual thoughts as she roamed Arlia,
looking for where Claude had disappeared to. She felt certain he
wouldn't have gone into any of the residences, since he had only been
here for a day and had not really met anyone, but she grew more and
more confused as her visits to the Mayor's mansion, shop, and church
turned up no sign of her day-old lover. Puzzled, she turned towards the
stream that separated the town from the Shingo forest, wondering if he
had gone vanished after a quick one-morning stand.
Rena's stomach flip-flopped at the horrifying thought that he might
have used her, but unable to refute keep the terrible possibility. She
quickened pace, anxious to reach the soothing eaves and settle her
worries. When she arrived at the edge of town, she slowed down again,
perking her long ears up to listen for any strange sounds, not wanting
to risk running into another monster like yesterday.
Venturing deeper into the dark forest, she crept even lighter at
sounds of nearby rustling. Her deep blue eyes peered over a bend in the
road, finally spying the source of the noise. A dark figure was making
his way through the foliage, as if looking for something. Rena followed
behind him unashamedly, snooping on this strange sight. He made a wide
arc through the trees, coming around in a semi-circle from the Shingo's
entrance. "Why is he spying on Arlia?" she pondered, pushing a few
branches out of her way to get a closer look at the man, now standing
by the brook between the forest and town.
Just as she got close enough to eye the darkly-clad stranger, she
lost her concentration, and her delicate foot slammed down on a small
twig, snapping it in two with a shattering crack. The dark man leapt
into the air and spun around with blinding speed, examining the
intruder menacingly. Rena froze, unable to think clearly as his bulk
hurtled toward her. He grabbed one of her arms hard, yanking her
frightened form towards his body.
"I look for you, and instead you find me!" he growled cryptically.
His voice seethed from his rough face, unshaven for quite some time and
covered in burns and scars. Leaning over, he pored over her delicate
face, his hands searching her features as if confused. Oddly enough,
Rena felt no shame as his strong fingers swept over her covered chest
and crotch, realizing this apparent stranger had no sexual desire.
"Alen?" Rena mumbled, suddenly recognizing him as a boy her age who
lived in Salva, the next town over. The two of them saw each other on
occasion, but it had been some time since they last met. "What's gotten
into you?" she demanded, pondering why he was acting so odd.
"THERE IS NO ALEN, ONLY TAX." his deep voice bellowed dramatically,
as if someone else had heard Rena's question and interrupted him. She
watched as his black eyes flashed a crimson red momentarily.
"Stop it..." she commanded weakly. "You're scaring me, Alen. Let me
go...." The dark man heeded not her protests, clenching her wrist in
his hand tighter, pinching the nerve with a strong jab. "Oww!" Rena
cried sharply, attempting to wrench her hand away from the pain.
"You come with me." Alen ordered flatly, vanquishing Rena's last
thoughts of resistance. With that, he trampled off back the way she had
come, winding around back to the village.
Rena didn't say anything as she walked furiously to keep pace with
her abductor, assured he would have to pass back through Arlia and
SOMEONE would do something to calm him down. He did exactly that,
striding boldly through the peaceful town leading his captive behind
him.
Finally she could keep silent no more. "Someone help me!" she
yelled out, struggling weakly against the stronger male. Alen simply
plodded forward, sizing up the townspeople who rushed over to see what
was going on.
"Stop right there." beckoned a proud voice. Allen turned to face
it, unnerved that they weren't going to let him abduct the girl without
a fight. "Let her go." the blonde man insisted, his extended arm
holding a small metal object motionless. It was pointed straight
between his eyes.
"Claude!" Rena shouted exuberantly. "Don't hurt him, he's not
himself!" Even with what he was doing to her, Rena couldn't bear the
thought of this being something other than a horrible misunderstanding.
She had known Alen as long as all but one of her friends.
The Ensign didn't bat an eye, keeping his weapon aimed at the
mysterious stranger. "I said let her go." he repeated, his voice hard
and cold. His eyes glared unflinchingly at the dark man, daring him to
give him an excuse to fire.
But Tax was as cautious as he was evil, and he would not let all
the effort wasted in controlling this human to go to waste by
underestimating an opponent. Before either Claude or the townspeople
could react, he dragged Rena back to his side, whisking a dagger from
his cloak and placing the tip her fragile body. "Don't try anything."
he growled, twisting slowly to flaunt his despicable action to the
shocked crowd.
Claude lowered his phaser in angry resignation. "I'll come for
you..." he warned. Alen just ignored the threat as he made his way to
the town gate, the shocked townspeople parting the way as he
approached.
"I'll be expecting you, human." the demon hissed before hastening
his retreat and leaving behind a dreadful silence. Claude turned away
from figure shrinking away into the horizon, his failure burning a hole
inside of him. When he finally regained himself, he realized the crowd
was looking to him for what to do, since he'd been the only one to say
anything during the standoff.
"Well, I guess it's up to me..." he said under his breath, his mind
working a mile a minute as his disconnected mouth began conversing with
the group, assuring them Rena was okay and he was going to do
everything he could to get her back.
A loud wailing in the distance broke his inner monologue as Westa
came running over, the Mayor trailing closely behind. "We need to talk
to you, Claude." he informed him with surprising composure. "Come,
let's get back to the house." Confused, the space cadet followed behind
them dutifully, gently pressing through the mob of worried citizens.
***
"We always knew something like this might happen." Westa started
solemnly once they were all seated at Mayor Regis' house.
"What do you mean?" Claude inquired, the wizened chieftain of the
village simply shaking his head sadly.
"Rena is... not one of us." Westa continued, he voice visibly
shaken as the secret poured out.
"Not one of you?" Claude pondered incredulously. "That what is
she?" He didn't quite understand, but something inside of him was
beginning to click.
"Like you, she is not of this world, Claude..."
Westa began the story of young Rena's life, not believing how she
was bringing herself to reveal this to a boy she had just met, while
Rena was still in the dark. As she told it, she realized something
about this boy exuded a kindness and trust she felt helpless against.
She told him of finding the child wrapped in a blanket, deep in the
forest. Her only link to whoever had given birth to her was a glowing
golden amulet which none of the scholars on Cross continent had been
able to identify.
Regis broke in then, wishing to tell the rest himself. "I'll be
blunt." he began, changing the subject. "Our planet is on the brink of
being overrun by demons just like the one that has possessed poor
Alen." Claude's stolid face budged noticeably.
"A little under a year ago," he continued. "A large meteor fell
from the sky and landed on the continent of El, halfway across the
world. It struck the earth in one piece, a rather curious occurance, so
the people of Eluria used their great skills in engineering and
craftsmanship to move the giant rock into the town for further study."
"But it wasn't just a meteor..." Claude interrupted grimly, sensing
where the story was going and anxious to get back to Rena instead of
listening to the troubles of a continent thousands of miles away.
"No." Regis sighed, looking at Westa. What he was about to tell her
was top-secret information only the Mayors of Cross' towns had been
told. The King could not risk planet-wide panic if his people learned
the severity of what had happened on El. "Claude, Eluria has been
completely destroyed." Westa gasped in horror, and the Ensign's mouth
fell open.
"What kind of force could do that?" Claude asked in disbelief. Only
the Calnus had enough firepower to level something that large.
The mayor shrugged sadly. "We don't know. The Kings of Lacour and
Cross have restricted sea travel to El indefinitely. All
reconnaissance teams sent to the continent have been lost. They called
it the Sorcery Globe... the few refugees who were able to make it out
in time."
"That's terrible..." Claude said, wickedly underestimating the
situation. "But what does this have to do with Rena?"
Westa spoke up again, eager to offer what she could. "The demons
that share the planet with us have always been... attracted to Rena. We
don't know why, but keeping her on Cross has helped a little. Their
presence is not as strong here. But we fear the monsters of El are
now seeking her."
"You mean to tell me you knew something like this might happen?"
Claude blasted angrily. "And you didn't protect her?"
"We tried..." Regis offered.
"Not hard enough." Claude returned coldly, feeling a sense of duty
and importance welling in his being. "I'll guard her from now on."
"You would face the demons?" The mayor questioned hopefully,
wondering if he had been mistaken about this boy being the Hero.
"For Rena?" Claude replied, his heart skipping a beat at the name
of his new love. "Without hesitation." He stood up flatly, turning
towards the door without another word.
"Thank you..." was all Westa could utter before he was gone.
***
Rena stirred a little. Her vision was still so blurry. What time
was it? What day? Her head rolled so the side, and she surprisingly
found her view at waist-level. "What am I doing up here?" she wondered.
All she could remember was the harried journey to Salva, her thin legs
struggling to keep up with Alen as he raced across the countryside,
covering the day long journey in half that time.
When her tired body could no longer move another step, he stopped
momentarily, fishing into his pockets for a crystalline vial. "I was
saving this for the ceremony." he muttered. "But it shouldn't wear off
by then." He placed the purple-colored fluid to her lips, deftly
tipping the contents down her throat and covering her mouth with his
hand. With no choice but to swallow, she did, feeling the potion work
it's effects swiftly. By the time he cast the empty glass aside and
hoisted her woozy form on his shoulders, she was already unconscious.
And now here she was, tied helplessly to a rock slab in some
dungeon. "If I'd known he was going to do this, I would've tried harder
to escape..." she thought with regret. Rolling her head in the other
direction, she saw Alen was in the chamber with her, kneeling at a
golden statue at the end of the long room. Rena started to cry out to
him, but stopped before any words came out, straining to hear what he
was chanting.
"End of Expel... return to Nede... ten wise men... Indalecio..." it
all sounded so strange with his horribly scarred voice distorted the
words. Discouraged, she looked straight up at the ceiling, gently
tugging her hands and legs to try and find a weakness in her bonds, but
to no avail. Her limbs were tied with strong rope, the knots wrapped
around through holes drilled into the stone altar. She would never be
able to get out of this unless Claude...
Suddenly, he lover's face appeared as if materializing from her
thoughts. His hair was disheveled and his face bloody and scratched,
his strange clothes ripped and torn. What had he been through to come
her to save here?
"Don't worry." he whispered softly, bending over to kiss her
forehead reassuringly. "You'll be safe soon." Now safely between the
threat and his girl, he steeled himself for the coming fight, stepping
between the altar and the unsuspecting Alen to make sure he could
settle the score this time.
While the dark figure knelt unaware, chanting his prayers, Claude
slowly drew his phaser, the same "sword" he had used to save Rena from
the monster yesterday. Somehow, he knew this wouldn't be as easy. He
aimed the pointed end at Alen, his arm shaking slightly in indecision
as Rena turned to watch the confrontation. For the second time today,
he lowered his weapon. Even with all his training, Claude didn't have
the heart to pull the trigger on a man with his back turned. Gesturing
carelessly away, he fired, causing a stream of sparks to fly off one of
the earthen walls.
"So, you've decided to arrive after all, Terran." Alen replied to
the sound, standing up and turning slowly as if he had been aware of
Claude's intrusion the whole time. "The Wise Men were surprised to
learn there was both an Earthling and a Nedian on this rock." He
droned, as if rehearsing a carefully prepared speech. "It's such a
shame to have to kill you both!" He stepped back, grasping the golden
idol. "And to have to shed this weak body!"
Alen shivered, his flesh rippling and swirling a mass of colors.
His muscles bulged out of their confines, ripping his black garb nearly
apart. His disfigured features emitted a low growl that frightened even
Claude, while as his deformed hand reached behind for a knife.
But Claude's reflexes were superior, whipping his phaser in front
of him as Tax charged. The Ensign turned his gaze away slightly, unable
to watch as he prepared to take another life, even that of even a
monster. His aim suffered, and the demon fell back in agony as the
white beam grazed flesh, burning into its rippled side. Claude's head
snapped back just in time to see his enemy rise again with a murderous
look. Instinctually, he gripped his weapon tighter, this time sending a
shot point-blank through Tax's torso.
The monster stood still for a moment, feeling the life drain from
him before he collapsed to the ground. With one last grunt, he gave up
his spirit, the corporeal remains spreading away into the air.
/----------------------------\
|Chapter 4 - Rescue Operation|
\----------------------------/
"Are you all right, Rena?" Claude asked worriedly, sliding over to
the altar where his beloved lay.
"Yeah." she replied. "I'm fine. A little sad, but okay." While
heart ached for poor Alen, there was nothing she could do now that
would bring her friend back. Her eyes quivered, straining to hold back
tears. "I think he put something in me, though." she said innocently to
change the subject, unflinching at the double-take Claude made to her
choice of works.
"Like what?" he asked, rapidly understanding. "A sleeping potion?"
"Mmm, yeah." Rena replied groggily. "Do you have some medicine or
something?"
Claude opened the pouch on his belt, rummaging through the sparse
possessions he'd picked up from samaritans in Salva, including a few
abandoned belongings in the mine shafts he'd navigated to reach this
place. "Let's see..." he thought out loud. "I have some aceras and rose
lips, but I don't think those would really help."
"Well, what's in that package?" Rena mumbled, craning her neck to
see behind her, still tied to the stone slab.
Claude furrowed his eyebrows at the comment, wondering how he would
explain it when she found out what it was. A "helpful" shopkeeper had
heard about the kidnapping and given him some supplies to fight past
Tax's underlings. Just as Claude was leaving, the man reached under the
counter and handed him a small package wrapped in brown paper. "So
Rena's all grown up now and she chose you, eh?" he had said. "Well, try
using this on her before you lose such a fine lass!" He snickered
before shooing Claude along, stuffing the item into his bag.
At first the Ensign had been rightly confused, but after taking a
slight waft of the herb, he had no doubt about it's contents. Having
been to many of the galaxy's seedier colonies while on shore leave, he
knew it couldn't be anything other than an aphrodisiac. Rena's helpless
writhing brought him quickly back to reality. "Um... I really don't
think you want to try that." he answered, not really meaning it, but
acting the gentlemen anyway.
"Ohh..." Rena whined. "I need something! I feel so dizzy I'll fall
off if you untie me now. Just let me have a little bit..." Her pleading
eyes looked up at Claude, begging him for sweet release from her
drugged haze.
"I can't say I didn't warn you..." Claude thought to himself,
hoping he wasn't going to get in trouble for this as he carefully
unfolded the herbs and took a pinch between his fingers. Wrapping it
back up, he held the potent mixture at arm's-length so he didn't
accidentally fall under it's sway as well. As Rena arched her back to
lift her tiny nose up further, he placed his hand underneath, letting
the pungent odor waft into her nostrils.
"Wow, that's strong..." the Arlian murmured, taking deep breaths.
"But I think it's working." Indeed, her mind felt clearer, and the room
slowed it's mad spin the more she inhaled. "I feel all tingly, though."
she added, not noticing her as her inhibitions sailed off into
perdition.
"Where?" Claude asked, knowing the answer. He moved his hand away
from her face, spilling the remaining herb onto the ground. Then, as
fate would have it, his nose twitched and he unconsciously brought that
same hand to his face to scratch at the offending itch. Before he
realized it, he had taken a generous whiff of the drug, it's powerful
residue still on his fingers. "Hmm..." he said with a dopey smile as
lights exploded in colorful starbursts around him. "This *is* good
stuff." He felt his legs wobble, or the floor bending, and knew he'd
better hold onto something before both of them ended up stoned and
giggling in the heart of the demon's lair. With his last bit of clear
thought, he grabbed the head of stone altar and leaned over, staring
directly at Rena.
"Hee hee..." she smirked. "You're upside down Claude!" The two
woozy lovebirds erupted in a fit of giggles, the blond-haired hero
having to grasp his support with all his might so he wouldn't collapse.
After the joke died down, they were left staring at each other
again, now panting from exhaustion. As if in slow motion, Claude let
his neck fall, his lips coming to rest on Rena's. They began kissing
slowly, their inverted mouths making an abundance of noise as they
tried to get used to the awkward position. "Oh Claude..." she gasped
in-between licks, suddenly realizing she was still tied up. Using her
tongue to gently push her man's face away, she looked up at him with
her blue eyes. "Can you untie me now so we can do this right?" she
asked plaintively.
"You stared this." Claude replied truthfully. "Now I'm going to
make sure you enjoy it." He flashed her a devilish grin, giving her one
final smooch before he disappeared from her limited field of vision.
"Aaah!" Rena cried out, suddenly feeling weird about all this.
"Where did you go?" He doubt was short lived as she felt gentle hands
caressing her thighs, moving towards the prize at the top. She lifted
her head, but could only see her billowing blue miniskirt concealing
Claude's head as he made his way to her slit. She shuddered, feeling
his hot breath flow over her moistening tunnel. "This is too good to be
true..." she thought, struck by the thought that her virgin little
snatch was about be thrust into the throes of yet another orgasm.
Claude was dumbstruck as he poked his head under her skirt. How
was he going to get her panties off when she was spread-eagle like this
without having to undo her ropes? He reached out, pulling the flat area
over her muff with a gentle tug, surprised at how delicate the material
was. "Hell, I'll buy her another pair." he thought. "This is too kinky
to pass up." Taking the waistband in his hands, he slowly ripped the
sheer garment in half, letting the ring halves slide down each of her
trembling legs.
Her gorgeous blue flower was now naked to the world, the slight
dungeon breeze causing her labia to quiver, making her curly blue hairs
dance. "Oh, it's cold!" Rena called out, shifting position to try and
escape the draft.
"Don't worry." Claude assured her. "I'll warm you up..." He nestled
an eager finger up against her sweaty box, sliding it in with a little
difficulty and prompting squeals of delight from the bound girl.
"Uh, uh, ohhhhhh!" Rena groaned, her immobile limbs struggling
halfheartedly to escape their prison. Her fleshy passage balked at the
ensign's probing digit, squeezing uncontrollably to try and flush it
out. "It's too much, Claude!" she protested, feeling her juices flow
out onto the cold stone. The Ensign would hear nothing of it,
forcefully plunging himself deeper into her vice-like channel. He was
careful not to go too deep, lest he rupture her maidenhead and hurt his
precious love.
"Come on, relax." he said, climbing onto the platform between her
legs to watch her whimpering face while he pleasured her. The words had
a calming effect, and he could feel her tight cunt slowly lose its
tension. Encouraged, he stared sliding inside her sopping body with
renewed vigor.
"I can feel it... inside of me..." she moaned, panting wildly with
lust. "It's so good... please don't stop!" Claude smiled at his mate,
genuinely enjoying herself as she lay helpless to his ministrations.
"I'll never get a better chance." he thought as he stared at her
inviting body. His free hand slowly unfastened his belt and pants. Rena
didn't even notice as he slid his garments to his kneels resting on the
platform, his proud member rising up before her as it was freed. She
was staring straight up, letting loose a slew of unrecognizable sounds
as his thick digit penetrated her. Suddenly, she realized what was
happening as his finger withdrew, replaced by a much larger object
resting eagerly at the entrance to her quim.
"Are you ready?" he asked, finally ripping her restraints off one
by one. Rena waited as he mercifully freed her, her sweaty body heaving
silently until he finished, falling down right on top of her in a
mirror image of her horizontal body.
"Yes..." she replied breathlessly, looking down the gap between
them to her virgin pussy for what she thought would be the last time,
and meaty pole that was going to make it that way. It pulsed and jerked
like a wild animal. "He's going to be able to fit THAT inside of me!"
she thought, boggling at the concept. Not wanting to see when it
happened, she looked back at Claude, trepidation in her eyes. "Kiss
me." she pleaded, hugging him tightly to brace herself. He did just
that, their lips smacking wetly together as the young teens began to
instictually rock their hips back and forth.
Surprisingly, she felt no pain. Not even a fullness in her womb as
he thrust madly on top of her. "This isn't so bad..." she thought,
feeling her labia stretch wide apart. "He must be really big in me... I
can feel it brushing up against my clit." She stopped moving her hips,
sensing that her man was willing to do all the work. Rena didn't really
have the strength much longer anyway, as Claude's repeated thrusts
deadened all feeling in her lower body save the tiny nub at the top of
her slit.
What Rena did not know, of course, was that while Claude would have
liked nothing better than to ram himself inside her pussy to the hilt,
he was quite able to restrain himself. It would not be fair of him to
take her purity with such an underhanded trick, and he was forced to
settle for simply rubbing his aching cock through the valley of her
folds, her pubic tuft gently caressing the tip.
"Ooh, that's nice." she purred between smooches, feeling the warmth
grow between their rubbing crotches. "Yes, put them there!" she
screamed, feeling the sensations suddenly explode in intensity.
Unmistakably, Claude's expert fingers had made their way to her wet
passage again, joining his hard shaft in pleasuring Rena's beautiful
body.
She slowly withdrew her tongue from Claude's, grabbing his head and
holding it tightly to her neck. Both of them were too far along now to
do anything but focus on their intertwined genitals. "It's... so...
wonderful!" the Arlian panted in between strokes, Claude's frenzied
pistoning rolling her body forcefully over the stone. She had never
felt like this before... it was ten times better than fingering
herself, or even when Claude had licked her. There was simply no
comparison!
She began rocking her hips into his again without thinking, feeling
the large rod split her vaginal lips even further apart. "I'm almost
there..." she moaned gently into her lover's ear, sensing how hard he
was trying to hold back until she was ready to come to. "You can go
ahead now." Releived, Claude began sliding much faster, the friction
nearly burning her extremely wet folds.
"Rena..." Claude whispered, ready to bust. But she couldn't
respond, for her orgasm had already started. The blue-haired beauty's
sensual lower lips spasmed violently, drenched in the tide of water
that started flowing from inside her body. It was the signal Claude was
waiting for, and he jerked suddenly, releasing his seed all over her.
Rena could feel the hot fluid splash onto her belly and mound. "He
pulled out..." she said to herself, the thought mixing in with the
millions of others rolling around her brain as she came hard. "How
sweet!" The world exploded in another flash of light and she closed her
eyes, feeling her body fall down into a blissful rest.
***
When she came to, the first thing she realized was that her mind
wasn't cloudy like before. The drug was potent, but it wore off quick,
it seemed. Then she noticed Claude was asleep on top of her half-naked
form. He was equally nude, of course, and she could feel something warm
and wet resting on her bare cunny. "Oh no!" she thought with a
mind-blowing realization. "I can't believe I just had sex! I'm not a
virgin anymore!" She felt both releived and frightened at the prospect.
"He makes me feel so wonderful when we're together, but what if he's
not right? What if I made a mistake?" She let herself worry for nearly
a minute before she decided to wake her boyfriend. "Claude," she called
out softly, gently prodding his heavy body.
"Mmm." he replied groggily, moving his head from her neck so he
could look at her eyes. "That was amazing, wasn't it?" he added with a
mischievous smile, locking lips with hers for a quick kiss. Rena
shuddered, struck by the callousness to which he referred to taking her
virginity.
"Just another conquest for you?" she groused silently. Somehow, it
didn't exactly reassure her. She gave him a gentle push, hoping he'd
get the idea since there was no way her frail arms could push him off.
He did, rising up into a kneeling position and revealing both of their
naughty bits.
"Geez, you really had fun!" Claude snickered, pulling his dick away
from her body and watching as a good amount of her fluids hung between
their two organs. He twirled a little bit on his fingers before licking
it eagerly off. "My honey's honey." he commented, pleased with his own pun.
"It was wonderful." Rena replied flatly, becoming more annoyed with
his cute antics. "But we should get back to Arlia now. Everyone's
probably worried about me."
"Sure you don't want to do it one more time?" Claude replied slyly,
letting his flacid member slide through the vee between her legs
seductively.
"Noooooo!" Rena exclaimed, doubling up and rubbing her sore box.
Realizing quickly how rude that sounded, she forced a smile. "It's way
too sensitive now." she informed him.
"What's too sensitive?" Claude probed impishly, pushing her legs
down on with palms so she couldn't get up.
"My thing..." Rena forced out, losing her patience.
"Your what?" Claude insisted with a big, immature grin.
"My... pussy..." she answered, not remembering she was supposed to
be playing the innocent-virgin-who-knew-nothing-about-sex. Claude
didn't notice. "Which you won't see for a long time if you don't let me
get up." she finished with a huff. By now Rena was near fuming as how
he was treating her after such a supposedly "magical" union. Claude
quickly retreated, sliding off the altar so she could get up. His pants
were around his ankles, and he was able to slide them back up and tuck
his soft penis in relatively quickly, just as Rena sat up.
"Do you want some spring water?" Claude asked helpfully, helping to
lighten the air. He peered over to his girl, busy probing her
"sensitive" vagina roughly as if inspecting it. "I wonder what's with
her?" he wondered.
"Yeah," she responded as Claude approached her with a bottle he'd
taken from his pouch. The Ensign reached over to wash her privates
himself, but she intercepted him, snatching the bottle from his grasp.
"I'll do it." she told him, shuffling her bare behind over to the edge
of the platform. Claude tried not to stare as she opened the bottle and
poured the contents over her spread legs, twirling a finger in and out
of her snatch shamelessly, refusing to cover herself even though she
knew it was probably turning Claude on.
The dripping sound produced a suddenly unstoppable sensation in
Rena's tummy, and with a surprised grunt, she felt the floodgates of
her bladder open. A brilliant stream of urine jetted from her soaked
passage, much to Claude's amusement as his partner's face flashed
bright red.
"First rape drugs, now a pee fetish?" she pondered angrily. Rena
listened to the splatter as the water cascaded over the stone platform
and onto the floor, eventually turning clear again when she finished
and switched back to the water. When at last satisfied her slit was
thoroughly clean, she leaned back and poured some of the water onto her
belly, using her hands to clean the slimy cum from her smooth skin.
"I'm sorry about your panties." Claude apologized suddenly, just as
Rena reached over to pull them up, only to find two split halves around
each of her legs. "I guess I kinda got too excited."
"It's okay." Rena lied convincingly, lifting her feet up and
sliding the useless ends away. "You'll just have to buy my another pair
in... wherever we are before we go back."
"Salva." Claude replied quickly, sensing the distance she was
putting between them and simultaneously dreading having to shop for
ladies underwear.
Rena didn't even look at him as she leapt off the altar, landing
delicately on the dungeon floor. She rubbed her behind for a moment,
trying to return feeling to her creamy butt cheeks after sitting on
them for so long. Then, attempting to salvage her dignity, she
ceremoniously smoothed her skirt over her exposed vagina, trying to
make up for all the time Claude had seen it today.
***
"You'd better let me go first." Claude offered, speaking up.
"There's probably a lot of Alen's goons still left in the Drift."
"If you insist." Rena replied sarcastically, this time making no
effort to hide her feelings.
"Fine." Claude thought to himself, letting his anger at her mood
flare up. "Ungrateful..."
"Pig!" Rena finished in her own mind, following her once-beloved
Hero back to town.
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|Chapter 5 - A Feeling of Opression|
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"My, my!" the middle-aged man said, opening his door and finding a
familiar young, blue-haired woman standing in front of his house. "What
are you doing here Rena?"
"Hi, Doctor Gark." the blue-haired girl said sweetly, hands folded
behind her innocently. She was a tad embarrassed at the big deal he was
making, and showed it, blushing slightly.
"I don't suppose you're here for your overdue checkup..." the
doctor mused, peering over his glasses at her smaller form. His face
had an exasperated look plastered all over, the result of built-up
annoyance at having to chase this girl down for her appointments time
and time again.
"Actually, that's exactly why I came." she said rapidly, rushing
past him and into the house. Having broken away from Claude when he
turned away to battle a trailing beast, she had hoped to get out of
sight before he got to the village. She didn't exactly mean to ditch
him, and especially not in the face of danger, but was still too angry
at him to think of anything more clever. Besides, there was no
doubt in her mind he could single-handedly exterminate anything in the
wilds, impressively fighting them off with his deadly new blade.
"That's a surprise, coming from you." Gark quipped with a smile,
closing the door and following her down the hallway into his den. When
he got there, he saw she was sitting down on the green couch as so many
Arlians had been before, hands resting folded on her dark skirt. "So
what prompted this?" he asked, unwittingly prying further into his
patient's personal life than he usually cared to.
"I'm... uh... seeing someone." she blurted out unconsciously. Rena
was used to being open to the caring doctor, but as the silence
stretched out, she realized she'd rather have left that out.
"I see." the man replied professionally, guessing what she was
referring to coyly. It was none of his business, anyway. Continuing on,
he passed through the main room and entered the kitchen. "I have some
tea on." he continued. "Would you like a cup?"
"Yes, please." the petite girl replied, rocking forward to catch a
glimpse of the doctor through the window between the two rooms. He
smiled at her as poured a second helping into the serving tray before
carrying it out to his charge.
"I've needed a few cups to steady my nerves after what happened
yesterday." Gark remarked, taking a slow slip of the hot brew. "Any
reason in specific you wanted to see me before the rest of the town
discovered the "Heroes" were back?"
Rena blushed furiously through her teacup, placing it back on the
table between them before responding. "It was nothing..." she said
embarrassed, referring to the inevitable celebration for both Claude
and her. Then, her face suddenly becoming serious, she returned to the
reason for her visit. "It's kind of... private." Rena said softly.
"I understand, dear." Gark said with a smile, getting up and moving
over the desk across from the girl. "So you only want me to check
certain places?" he called out behind him.
"Yes." Rena replied in a near whisper.
The doctor nodded silently, passing over his stethoscope and
similar tools. So, this was going to be a gynecological examination. He
usually didn't perform them on girls past puberty. Until, of course,
they became pregnant. He hoped this sweet child wasn't in THAT sort of
trouble, but he was obligated to check if she asked. "I'll leave the
gown with you and go downstairs for a moment." he said, draping the
garment over the table.
"Thanks, doctor." Rena shot back quickly, silently begging to speed
the process up. She watched as the man left her field of vision, and
heard the clump of footsteps as he entered the basement. Immediately,
she releived herself of her clothes, setting them on the couch beside
where she was sitting. She'd always felt a little funny changing in
this place, but tried to get over it. After all, Doctor Gark *saw*
everyone in the village. It's not like he was peeking or anything!
Smiling at the silliness of her own thoughts, she shimmied into the
white robe draped across the table, a large garb with merely a loose
drawstring to keep it shut. Even closed, though, it was large enough to
spread open and see what needed to be seen. Still, it helped ease
nervous females into baring their bodies for the necessary procedure.
Especially the tight hood on the top. For some reason, if the doctor
was looking at just a set of genitals and not a face, it was easier for
all involved.
Easier for Rena, anyway. She sat back in the couch, looking over
the various household objects she'd nearly committed to memory over the
years. At last, the silence was broken as the doctor emerged, clad in
his own white coat and surgical gloves.
"Are you ready?" he asked plainly, looking at the hooded figure on
his couch.
"Mmm-hmm." Rena replied gently, letting her legs fall open a bit.
Not enough to see anything, but enough to convey compliance. The doctor
understood, dragging his coffee table to the side of the room to give
him space. As he sat down cross legged, Rena spread her legs all the
way, giving him an unobstructed view of her vagina. Gark began with
utmost professionalism, not once looking at his patient's face as he
slowly folded the flaps of her gown over to expose her entire lower
half.
Rena stared at the ceiling as she felt his gloved fingers spread
her labia apart to peer inside her folds. The only difference between
this visit and her last was that the doctor was now not the only person
to see her beautiful pristine body. And the last person that had
touched her that way made her come... Horrified, she began to think
about the forest and shopping, anything to get her mind off the dirty
thoughts flooding her brain.
"This is odd..." the doctor called out. Rena instinctively looked
down, getting one eye-popping shot of the man spreading her legs apart
before she jerked her gaze skyward again. "What?" she croaked.
"You said you were seeing someone..." Gark replied confused. He had
assumed this whole thing was her fear of being pregnant, but from what
he was seeing, that wasn't possible at all! "Have you... done anything
yet?" he finally blurted out, unable to phrase it any other way.
"I thought I did..." Rena stammered, feeling immensely foolish all
of a sudden. "What kind of girl doesn't know if she's done it yet?" she
thought to herself, feeling more embarrassed than she ever thought she
could.
"Well, whatever you did..." the doctor said, standing up. "You're
still the same Rena." He was a bit releived this was all a false alarm.
And though his manners were of the finest caliber, he was only human
after all, and his mind began to postulate on what had brought the girl
to think she was no longer virgin.
"She must have been with a boy." an odd voice echoed in his head.
"Yeah, on her back, getting that delicious pussy eaten. Or maybe he did
it in her butt and she didn't realize..." Gark paused for a moment, his
back turned to the girl while he raised a digit to his mouth, his
actions going unnoticed. As he tasted her honey, he felt the power to
control himself slowly slipping away. Although he'd had to suppress
erotic thoughts about his female charges on occasion, nothing had ever
compared to the desire he felt right now! Then, all at once, one voice
rose above all the other invaders.
"YOUR TIME HAS COME." It droned on, and suddenly the good doctor
fell away from the world, replaced by the demon that had possessed him.
Memories began to surface, calling to the forefront his true identity,
hidden even from his consciousness by the higher power in Eluria. He
was not Gark, but *Ghark*, one of the race of trolls that run rampant
over the Cross continent since the arrival of the Sorcery Globe.
And his master wanted this sorceress taken care of. But first, a
little fun. A gift from the Lord of the Tower. After all, pent-up
tension from a savage beast such as himself having to resist his urges
to mate with these females took it's toll quickly. Ghark was long
overdue for this.
He let out a snarling grunt, and instantly Rena knew something was
amiss. "Doctor?" she asked, closing her legs instinctively as she
lowered her gaze. He turned around, his eyes now replaced by a
horrifying, vacuous stare as the visage of an Arlian slowly mutated
into a terrifying monster-face. The poor girl felt enchanted by his
gaze, struggling to turn away before unconsciousness took her. But it
was to no avail. The monster had bewitched his patient into loss of
total body control, and she sat there exposed and helpless as his magic
carried her into darkness.
***
When she awoke minutes later, she became suddenly aware of a warm
feeling in between her legs, and knew it had begun. "Stop..." she
protested halfheartedly, feeling his lapping tongue caressing her soft
cunny. She raised a hand to push him away, but it flopped forward
feebly before coming to rest on her blue flower. Amused, the doctor
began licking her thin digits as well with a smile.
"Oh..." she moaned, feeling her juices accumulating on her hand.
"Look what you're doing to me." Her mind clouded by the spell and her
own erotic urges, she dragged her hand away from glistening snatch and
watched him "examine" her hidden place, stunned not only by his sudden
transformation, but her own reluctance to protest. Her body was
definitely interested in what was going on, regardless of what her
brain said. Without even realizing it, she began undulating her loins
towards his mouth, giving him exactly the signal he needed.
"Are you ready, my dear?" he said with a touch of malice. Standing
up, the blue-haired beauty saw he was already naked. She gasped not at
the furry monster-hide underneath his robe, but to his massive cock.
Her eyes glazed over as she stared at the erect rod, which was pointed
at her box like a weapon. It was much bigger than Claude's, pulsating
and bulging. Dazed from his spell, her thoughts focused not on the fact
that she was about to have sex for the first time, or that it was going
to be against her will, but how in the world that thing was going to
fit inside her without splitting her insides open.
As the bulbous head came to rest between her legs, she started
sobbing softly as she resigned herself to what was about to happen.
With no other choice, she opened her legs wider so that it wouldn't
hurt as much, effectively displaying her defeat. Ghark licked the last
of her fluids off his lips and grabbed her waist, wanting to prolong
the exquisite sight of his victim writing in pleasure as she was filled
for the very first time.
Rena emitted a soft "Mmmph!" as he started fucking her, his meat
stretching her labia to the point of redness as it pieced her young
passage slowly. She jerked her crotch back and forth, not sure if she
was trying to back away from it, or jam it further inside. Time passed
excruciatingly slow for the poor girl as she felt the long phallus
mercilessly violate her unused vagina, sliding deeper into her hole.
All she could do was stare transfixed as his shaft disappeared into
her, stretching her insides fully with its impossible girth.
"Oh no..." she whined as she dimly felt the tip reach her holy
barrier, probing her virginity with deliberate prods.
"Oh yes!" the demon echoed happily, watching her face contort
delightfully as he thrust into his prey hard, vanquishing her fleshy
sentinel. And with that, Rena was no longer pure.
"Nooooooooo..." the Arlian yelled out, tears welling in her eyes as
she felt a sharp tearing in her channel. She stared at the ceiling as
her rapist picked up the pace, stabbing into her quickly now that her
sensitive walls were loosened by his entrance. Her mind blissfully took
her away from the awful scene, drifting back to her last such
encounter.
"So he was a gentlemen..." she whispered silently, referring to her
lover. "And all this time, I thought..." Rena was overcome by sorrow at
how she blew up at Claude over such an innocuous mistake. Then the
realization hit. For all the space cadet's good intentions, her
virginity had just been ripped from her without even a fight. But how
could she protest something that felt so GOOD?"
Her monologue scattered into nothingness as her consciousness
returned. The dull throbbing she felt in her womb had passed, and was
quickly being surpassed by the familiar pangs that would lead to an
orgasm. The ferocity of her hungry vagina overwhelmed her, and she
began groaning lustfully as the slick member pistoned wildly into her
pussy, accompanied by a wonderful pulse whenever he withdrew.
Little did the teenager know that the immense penis fucking her
filled her crevice entirely, and pushed nearly every molecule of air
out with each invasive thrust. When Ghark pulled out, it left a vacuum
which eventually dissipated when he existed. With the pace the two of
them were setting, the effect on Rena was utterly indescribable, as if
his penis was sucking delightfully on her cervix.
"You like this?" the doctor grunted as he stuffed her puffy twat,
his voice now tainted replaced by a dark echo of his former self. Rena
didn't even notice, however, being far too absorbed with the
pleasantness of their union. Annoyed at her lack of response, he
crammed himself into her crack as far as possible, and then ceased his
lovemaking. As expected, Rena looked up at him longingly.
"Please..." she pleaded, her deep eyes now devoid of tears. Her
voice trailed off as he began teasing her, inching slowly back and
forth mere millimeters. Her cunt cried out for more, contracting
desperately in an attempt to excite itself. "Don't stop..."
Ghark merely laughed at he started pummeling her young body once
again, deciding to reward her for compliance. As Rena rocked back and
forth with the doctor, she felt the hands on her waist drift
northwards, to the tie on her robe. It seemed to unravel on it's own
accord, willfully allowing the window's breeze to brush the fabric
aside and expose her pert breasts to her attacker's eager view.
Large hands enveloped her luscious mounds, kneading the creamy
flesh in tune with the pounding in her slick crotch. Rena groaned
seductively as he fondled her, her rasps increasing with intensity the
harder he mauled her sensitive pink caps. Then, to her great surprise,
his massive hands left her chest, grabbing her limp wrists and dragging
them to her pointy nipples. "He wants me to play with myself..." she
thought innocently before obliging. With a practiced touch, she rubbed
her boobs softly as she had always done, smiling as the gentle
ministrations spread waves of happiness through her body.
Little did she know, however the large meat stabbing her belly was
near it's finish. Ghark had tried to stave off his primitive urges, but
gave in once he saw her deep eyes looking into his, begging for more
while she touched herself. Freeing his loins, the monster doctor began
spurting wildly into his partner, his hips slamming roughly into the
fragile girl as he came in her tight wetness, his demonic nature wholly
undenied.
"Ah, ah!" Rena panted with each splash of warm semen that entered
her sex. She felt so close to the inevitable explosion that her fiery
cunny welcomed his seed, eagerly drinking the juice that could very
well impregnate her. But she didn't care... she was going to come soon!
Then to her great dismay, she felt Ghark came to stop, seemingly
spent. His member lay nestled in her soaked passage, relishing the
feeling of his conquest. Rena was about to cry out... say something to
appeal to his callousness and let her at least finish, but he quickly
pulled out of her, throwing his head back in evil laughter.
Rena's mind worked quickly, sensing an opportunity to escape. From
the way she had been able to rub her breasts, she guessed his powers
had worn off. Drawing her legs to her body, she rolled over and sprang
off the couch, landing on the soles of her bare feet. The monster
reached out a hand to grab her, but her agile form eluded his grasp.
Filled with fear, the violated girl sped on towards the door,
shamefully feeling the come drip out of her.
Dark laughed followed her down the hallway, adding to the fluster
of emotions running through her naked body as she grasped the doorknob.
"Almost there..." she thought with anticipation, her mind working much
faster from her heightened state of arousal. Her small wrist jerked the
wooden exit open, and she cast herself outside immediately.
"Is it dark already?" echoed in her mind as she stepped over the
threshold and into... nothingness. It was as it the house she had been
in was the sole existent of the universe. Toppling head over heels, she
screamed out in terror as the blackness consumed her, dragging her into
blissful unconsciousness.
***
"Rena!" Claude cried out "RENA!" He banged furiously on the door
while townspeople gathered around the square, rapidly realizing
something was wrong. The blonde ensign felt foolish to be halted by so
simple an object, his rage mounting as repeated shoulder-butts refused
to budge the wooden barrier. Channeling all his rage into a blinding
brute force, he whipped the steel blade from his belt and raised his
foot, aiming squarely for the dead bolt in front of him.
As Claude burst in through the door, the Ghark's concentration was
broken. Rena slumped over on the couch, completely drained from her
mind-hold. Her tormentor howled in pain, temporarily vulnerable but
rapidly recovering. Ensign Kenni wasted no time, his confidence
bolstered from the recent victory. Dragging his sword behind him, he
rushed the demon, not even stopping as he brought his weapon in for the
kill.
Sweeping around his side, he brought the heavy metal down hard into
the monster's midsection, leaving a great vertical slash in his scarred
flesh. Ghark reeled back further, but already Claude could see him
slowing down. Two more quick cuts were all he could muster before the
demon struck back, catching his weapon in mid-blow and then sending the
young man backwards with an elbow to the face.
The monster looked momentarily at the sword still in his hands
before casting it aside, blood dripping from his wounded hand. Clasping
both hands together, he raised them high, grinning wickedly at the
thought of slaying yet another adventurer. His fists slammed into the
floor repeatedly as Claude carefully maneuvered his body out of the
way. Ghark took delight in the spectacle, gauging the rapidly tiring
opponent below him as his bone-crushing blows came closer and closer.
Claude could feel his muscles straining with the effort it took to
roll out of the way of each attack, not getting even a second's breath
to rise to his feet. Swinging onto his back as the monster swing wide
and crushed a section of the wall, he felt his head bump into the
something solid, and realized he had run out of room. "It's now or
never..." he thought, thrusting a leg behind the demon's ankle. With
his other, he slammed forward into Ghark's shin, watching with relief
as his nemesis tumbled to the ground.
But the hero was still completely outmatched. While the fighters
managed to get to their feet at the same time, Claude was absolutely
unable to meet the Ghark's strength. He hugged the monster feebly as
the demon charged him, ducking down and letting the space cadet fly
overhead into another corner of the room. Twisting around, he raised
his arms in preparation for a final attack, advancing on his wounded
enemy.
Fortunately, luck was with Claude, and he had been thrown in just
the right spot. Lying underneath a broken picture frame which had
fallen in the struggle, was his sword. In blind fury, Ghark did not
even see his end coming.
With a speed that surprised even the trained cadet, Claude whirled
the blade into his gut, steeling his stomach for the coming force. As
the monster's powerful hands closed in on their target, the distorted
head dropped down to glimpse the man's last moments, and was promptly
impaled by the cold steel in Claude's hands. Wincing, the ensign felt
the pain in his gut slowly recede as his enemy fell backwards,
vanishing into dust which slowly dissipated into the wind.
***
"Rena?" he called out. "Wake up, Rena..."
The Arlian woke with a start, thrashing in front of her to try and
fight off what she was sure was the evil doctor returning to take
advantage of her again. When she focus and saw the familiar face of her
boyfriend, she embraced him tightly, entirely forgetting about the
misunderstanding which had led to their separation.
Hands unconsciously fell down to examine her gown. The garment was
still tied tight around her midsection, displaying none of the damage
she's imagined. "It was only in my mind..." she thought, her inner
voice trailing off as her a shudder of joy raced through her body.
Tears sprang freely from her eyes as her lover pulled her up into a
standing position. "Oh Claude!" she sobbed. "I'm so sorry for getting
into this mess!"
"It's totally my fault..." Claude apologized with the sincerity of
a well-thought out response. "I should have explained what I was doing
to you first. I would *never* take anything of yours you did not freely
give me." He felt his girl loosen her grip momentarily before her
cherubic face rose up, sealing his lips with hers.
"I love you, Claude..." she replied when it was over. "And I want
you to be with me forever. And tonight, I'll prove it."
His only reply was another enthusiastic kiss.
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|Chapter 6 - Sacred Song|
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The citizens of Arlia were rather composed for a people that had
just discovered a monster had been living in their midst for quite some
time. By the time mayor Regis received the news of a battle going on at
the doctor's house, it was already over. Rushing inside to find Claude
and Rena in a passionate embrace amidst such a mess only added to the
confusion, and it took some time before the young couple could explain
the sad news.
Regis solemnly ordered the townspeople to wait in their homes until
he got the whole story, but of course they huddled outside, chatting
noisily about what had just happened. Ducking back into the shambled
house, he made it clear to the pair that he trusted their judgement,
but still needed to know the whole story.
The three cleared space to chat amongst the wreckage, Rena quickly
upturning a chair to sit on and avoid the unpleasantness she now
associated with the couch. The two heroes took turns explaining what
had happened since they set off for Salva. While the town had already
received word of Alan's demise, the news that the good doctor was also
an agent of the evil tide came as a quite a shock. When the tale was at
last told, Rena excused herself downstairs to change into her old
clothes before setting foot outside.
***
"You know what this means, don't you, Claude?" The mayor began as
soon as the young girl was out of earshot.
"What?" the ensign stammered, not really paying attention.
Recounting the recent events so soon had been unsettling. Since he was
a mere cadet at the academy, the instructors had tried to explain the
difficult time that followed your first command decision to kill
another in the line of duty. Having just taken the life of two beings
in the past twenty-four hours, he had yet the time to fully reflect on
his actions. Now more than ever, he wished for a companion from back
home.
"It means that Arlia is no longer safe for Rena." At this, Claude
perked up, and looked directly at the elder man.
"What do you mean?" he asked, already knowing what the answer would
be, and fearing it.
"If she stays here, the monsters will eventually get to her." Regis
replied wearily. "And then they will kill her." He left the latter
sentence hang in the air, to settle in fully for both of them.
"Yeah, I guess I know..." Claude sputtered out, his mind reeling
from the way this line of conversation was going.
"It is only Rena that the demons want, of course." the mayor
continued. "But you are the newcomer to our village. Even if you are
able to fight all that El can muster, it won't be long until the people
grow afraid of *you*."
Claude didn't reply, his thought processes too encumbered by the
heavy burden being asked of him.
Finally, Regis laid it out. "You need to take her away from this
place, and counter whatever evil seeks her out."
Pondering deeply, the boy cast his gaze towards the ceiling.
Already he could hear faint footsteps as Rena drew closer to them, no
doubt ready to leave. The time was now.
"I will do it." Claude answered in a commanding tone. He new there
was no room to try his best here. This was to be his first Command,
with stakes much higher then he ought to have at such a young age. If
he failed, it would be not only his own life that would suffer, but
also that of the girl he was falling in love with.
"Will you take me home now, Claude?" Rena announced with a bright
face as she twirled her way over to them, much happier in her familiar
garments. Out of her line of sight, Regis breathed a sigh of relief
before getting up from his chair.
"Come..." the mayor beckoned, extending a hand to both of them.
"Let's put this behind us."
***
Much to everyone's surprise, Rena was utterly exhausted, and
collapsed into a fitful sleep once she returned to her own home. Having
hot yet told anyone of the mental rape she'd just endured, Westa and
the others were a little perplexed, but not at all worried.
They were much too busy, anyhow, trying to figure out what to do
with the large amount of food cooked for the homecoming feast! Claude
put as large a dent in it as he could before settling down in the
mayor's house for a nap of his own. The rest of the goods were
appropriated to the townspeople, who took the time to fill their
bellies in an outdoor informal meeting where the mayor finally
explained to them what he was going to do.
As far as people go, they were characteristically predictable.
Surely sad to see a member go, but equally as elated that it was not
going to be one of them.
Rena slept on, the only resident of the town not knowing of her own
imminent departure. When Westa awoke her later that evening to break
the sad news, they both cried deep torrents, holding each other in
their arms until the sadness past.
***
Claude had been up for hours, discussing with the mayor the first
leg of their journey. After returning to Salva, they would pass through
the mining sector and make their way to Cross castle. That would be far
enough away, they reasoned, to bide time until they could figure out
where to go from there.
Suddenly, Rena slipped into the room, catching only a bit of the
conversation before the two men stopped dead in their tracks.
"Hey..." she started glumly, plopping down at the dinner table
across from them.
"Snuck away, did you?" Claude replied with a slight smile.
"Yeah!" Rena continued with an obviously forced grin. "While my mom
was packing for me..." She crossed her legs, and then uncrossed them
rapidly, clearly trying to find outlets for her stress.
"Hey, Claude." she called out, breaking the tension abruptly.
Claude sat motionless, listening to what she was about to say. "Do you
wanna come over?" she asked spontaneously, the tone of her question
sparking a curious glance from the conservative mayor.
"Sure." Claude replied smugly. "I'd like that." Regis displayed a
momentarily disapproving expression, but said nothing to stop them.
After all, they had covered all that they needed. It was pointless to
keep Claude here any longer, so he might as well let him go. And if
they were going to do what he thought they were going off to do, it
wasn't really any of his concern, regardless of his own views.
"Don't stay up too late!" Regis warned as they got up to leave. His
message went unheeded on the lovers, though, who were far too engrossed
in each other to hear him. Leaping up, Claude extended his hand to Rena
and pulled her up into a standing position. Hand-in-hand, they flowed
as one out into the Arlian evening.
***
Rena decided to tell her mom about her decision to make love to
Claude. For one, it wouldn't exactly be easy to cover up. But mainly,
she thought it proper to seek her mother's permission beforehand.
Still, modesty intervened, and she found she could only hint at her
choice. A simple "Claude will be staying over tonight, Mom..." was all
she could squeeze out, but Westa understood perfectly.
Which worked out well, apparently, for Rena's mother quickly took
leave of the two teenagers. Finally alone, the young girl found herself
at a loss for words. Her heart had so much to tell Claude, but Rena
knew she would never be able to properly put her feelings into words.
"This will be my last night in Arlia, Claude..." she started,
faltering easily. Sensing her indecision, the space cadet summoned his
courage, boldly stepping forward and holding his girl close.
"And I'll make sure it's special." he affirmed, looking directly
into her misty eyes. "I promise not to hurt you." As the blue-haired
beauty grabbed hold of him, he grabbed her bottom and swung her petite
frame into his arms, majestically carrying her up the stairs to
consummate their love.
***
Their last kiss as virgins begun halfway up the staircase, ending
only as they reluctantly parted lips on Rena's bed. Both were sweating
easily now, their hearts pounding nervously in their chests. As Claude
lay his mate back onto the bed, he could feel her faint form trembling
in his arms.
Rena blushed as he began unwrapping her, reaching behind to unclasp
the red cape. Her head all swimmy now, she felt him bring her slender
hands to her shoulders, forcing the delicate fingers to undo their
master's thick overalls. "It's all going so fast..." she thought,
watching helplessly as she was made to open her shirt. Claude's strong
touch brushed her creamy skin as he went, leaving a delightfully free
sensation as her upper garments were folded back.
Her chest was afire with passion now, as red as her cherubic face
and clad only in a simple white bra. As expected, Claude feasted on the
view he'd not enjoyed for over a day, grinning like a hungry wolf as he
moved onto her womanhood.
Sliding his hands under her butt, he twisted her skirt around until
the button rested atop her covered mound. With a flick of the wrist, it
blossomed open, revealing a matching set of underwear. "I still can't
get over how beautiful you are!" Claude gasped breathlessly.
"Then let me show you even more..." Rena replied nervously. While
he was busy stating at her crotch, she had decided to make a move as
well. Having already reached behind to release the cloth catch of her
bra, she waited until the blonde ensign had met her eyes before
brazenly lowering its straps down her arms.
Claude indulged, grabbing the cups in his hand. Allowing himself to
feel her concealed breasts for only a moment, he pulled back, dragging
the sexy undergarment with him while Rena extended her arms to allow it
to leave her body.
Her proud chest jutted out now, the capped mounds rising and
falling with each breath the Arlian took. With a knowing smile, Rena
covered her pert globes with her hands, eyes noticeably dimming as the
first erotic tingle coursed through her petite frame. She became so
involved in her own self-stimulation that she was powerless to all but
continue as Claude hooked a finger in the front of her panties, raising
her legs before slipping them off.
The last barrier to her unviolated tunnel removed, Rena quickly
squirmed about with an muffled squeak, her instincts flaring up
instantly to hide her prize from the well-derserving warrior. "I forgot
how embarrassing it is for you to see me like this..." she remarked
coyly.
"Then you don't have to look..." her man trailed off, deftly
snatching her brassiere from the bedspread and draping it over its
owner's eyes. Rena pulled the material tight against her face,
relishing the distinct, lingering smell of her own flesh. She could
feel him gently scooting her up towards the headboard, settling into a
seated position with plenty of room for him to work his magic.
Claude descended upon his girl, her clothes leaving an eerie after
image where his body now lay. Spreading her legs wide apart, he ignored
her gasp of breath before lashing out at her puffy folds with his
tongue.
"Unhhh, Claude!" Rena moaned helplessly as his wet probe teased the
outside of her labia, deliberately avoiding her tenderest spots to
fully draw out the experience. As his fleshy whip snaked through the
damp blue forest surrounding her nether mound, her labia pulsated
periodically with unbridled desire.
Ready to go all out, Ensign Kenni removed his hands from her naked
thighs, forcing his elbows to keep her dainty legs open. With his
fingers, he gently pierced her sparse muff, looking all the way inside
her dark channel before turning his head and planting a proper kiss
directly on Rena's quivering vagina.
Other than a sharp jolt and soft "Ah-ahhh", the young girl was
utterly spellbound by her mate's heavenly ministrations. Her head
lolled from side to side as Claude furiously made out with her pussy,
parting her pink gash with his lips before slipping her his tongue in
an obscene acceleration of their previous liplock.
"Mmm!" Rena blurted out, ravaging her gorgeous locks with idle
hands. The veil over her face had long since fallen away, and she
watched with curious excitement as her most private place was
lusciously violated. "I can't get over how wonderful this feels!" she
sighed, falling back on her pillow support to focus on enjoying it.
Claude, however, was in no position to give any quarter when it
came to showcasing his natural abilities. Sensing her becoming
complacent, he switched tempo by going straight for the jugular. With a
quick snap of the neck, her clitoris became enveloped by his warm oral
cavity, swaying delightfully as he caressed the red nub.
Falling into an absolute frenzy, Rena let loose with the most
debaucherous slew she could muster, fluidly spouting masked obscenities
from the depths of her soul. To Claude, she became in incoherent,
spastic mess, writhing and undulating above him and the calm bubble of
her crotch.
He would no doubt have happily continued his melodious lapping
until his face was coated in girl-cream, if not for his maiden's
plaintive cries suddenly becoming clear. Averting his eyes from his
work for only a second, Claude saw Rena's desperate face and words
finally come into focus. "Wait!" she exclaimed, summoning the willpower
during his split-second hesitation to cover her steamy genitals.
Looking up, Claude saw Rena's reddened face, fresh sweat plastered
all over her delicate visage. Her glorious boobs were resting
comfortably on her chest, still bobbing slightly from recent movement.
"I want..." she began, panting, stumbling to catch her breath. "I want
my first come tonight... to be with you..."
A jubilant expression crossed the space cadet's face, and he rose
to his knees in front of her, sweet juices dripping from his chin. "Are
you sure you really want to do this" he asked, already knowing her
answer. When she nodded in assent, Claude dropped back off the edge of
the bed, dragging Rena by the ankles back to her previous position.
"So this is it..." she thought, feeling the lightheadedness fill
her mind once again. Wrapped in the warm cocoon of her clothes, she
would soon lose her purity to the most kind and loving man she had ever
met. Completely regretless.
And then he was on top of her, his warm, awaiting flesh merging
with hers into a single form. Rena shifted gently to accommodate his
weight, feeling the familiar poke of his pale sword on her stomach.
After propping himself up, Claude looked back down, marveling at the
erotic sight of her nude features underneath him before Rena coaxed his
face away towards her own. "I want you to close your eyes now..." she
whispered, flexing her hips as he faithfully complied. His erect penis
slid easily through her matted fuzz, coming to rest at it's true home.
Just as she'd imagined, the first thrust of a cock into her womanly
reaches was painless. As the virgins met, Rena hugged Claude tightly,
silently incanting the enchanted word that she alone had any power
over. The blind male, unaware of the green light that bathed the entire
room in a healing aura, pushed forward, feeling such a rush he thought
he would sink right through his love and onto the floor.
"It's finally over..." Rena thought with a releived grin. Already
she could feel her gentle body being pounded relentlessly as Claude
uncontrollably helped himself to her tight quim. And while drops of
blood were indeed being diluted by the rapid pistoning of Claude's
eager member, no pain would mar this couple's first time. Rena's secret
magic, a gift of her Nedian genetics, had been used once again without
being discovered.
Returning to the matter at hand, the Arlian girl quickly made up
for her distractive efforts by feverishly running her hands along
Claude's hips as they fucked, watching the solid pole plunge far into
her flower's depths. The mere sight was enough to churn her already
generous glands into pouring forth more lubrication, and the air began
to fill with a particular odor that would soon become well-known to
both of them.
"Yes, it's wonderful!" Rena finally burst out, allowing her
feelings to display themselves. "I feel so... full!" She watched his
muscular form repeatedly contort for several moments, until the words
apparently set in. Falling into her, Claude wrapped his arms around her
lovely mane, kissing with passion while his lower half continued
unceasingly stabbing into her tunnel.
Amid dancing tongues and heaving breasts, the twin lovers copulated
fiercely, cohesive thought quickly giving way to wild animal instincts.
The entire rest of the world dropped away, and eventually their
intelligence as well. In short order, they became naught but wild,
humping beasts, seeking only to fulfill the most basic carnal desires.
When at last their virile bodies could take the pleasure no longer,
Claude's hurried grunts and Rena's lustful moaning degraded into one
deep expression of pure bliss. Rocketing forward, Claude drove his
manhood into her to the hilt, not rocking anymore but merely seeking to
stuff as much of himself into her as possible... to be as close to her
as possible.
And a short distance away, in the Mayor's mansion, Westa snuggled
her own naked self closer to Regis, reveling in the same joy she knew
he daughter must be experiencing for the first time as an ear-piercing
scream reverberated throughout the town.
***
What amount of time had passed, or even if they fell asleep,
remained a mystery to both teenagers. For the next thing they knew
after the mind-blowing snippets of orgasmic glory was that they were
lying side by side in a deep embrace, still shaking from the
aftershocks of such crude and awesome sex.
"My..." Rena sputtered, feeling faint jolts as her nipples rubbed
deliciously across Claude's warm muscles. "That was the greatest
feeling of my life!" she finished with remarkable composure, planting a
delicate kiss on his shoulders.
Claude merely replied with a satisfied smile. "You were great
too..." he replied, gazing down at the supple curve of her breasts and
still unable to believe his good fortune.
The lovebirds remained that way for some time, staring dreamily
into each other's eyes until Rena discerned a sticky feeling spreading
down her legs. "We've made quite a mess..." she said with a giggle,
disengaging slightly to view the slippery fluid leaking from her womb.
"Ooh Claude!" she suddenly exclaimed, looking down to see his rock
solid shaft still embedded in her. "You're still..."
"Hard?" the ensign interrupted, slipping his hands down to her
naked behind and pulling Rena closer. "Of course." he continued,
bucking into her cunt with renewed energy. "We're not nearly done yet!"
The entire night passed in mind-blowingly pleasant flashes of love,
hours ticking away as the two soulmates copulated as often as their
exhausted bodies could stand. Even when they both felt the need to
rest, their undulating failed to cease as Claude attempted to cover
Rena's entire bare dermis with his tender lips.
Trying to show off his knowledge of lovemaking, he attempted to
take her each time in a different position. By midnight, Rena was
screaming into her pillows as her red womanhood was pounded, her limp
butt jacked up while Claude entered her from behind. When two o'clock
rolled around, she was being spooned, one leg high in the air to
provide easier access to her drenched hole. By four she was on her back
again, her feet splayed out high above as Claude drilled into her
wetness, the tip of his staff brushing against her cervix before
spilling yet more seed into her thirsty belly.
***
After such a wild night, the Arlian female thought she would be too
tired for any more fucking, but Claude surprised her with clockwork
accuracy, his unspent rod continuing to bring her to orgasm. As soon as
she stood up to watch day break over the sleepy town, he filled her in
that vertical position until she passed out in a heap. As she lay on
the bare wooden floor, totally content to allow her nudity to shine
forth, Claude wrapped up their clothes in the bedsheets, tying the
musky mess together before mating with his girl once more on the cold
floorboards.
In damp air, the newly wed pair made their egress, following the
gentle brook that ran though the town into the Shingo forest. Clad only
in a spare sheet which hid none of their features from whatever forms
of life happened to catch notice of them, they paddled quietly though
the water in bare feet, tiptoeing softly so as not to wake the sleeping
neighbors.
Even as he washed his respective garments in the chilly water,
watching his mate do the same as naked as he was, Claude resisted the
urge to torment her abused slit again, and was pleasantly surprised to
find Rena sidle over to him once her own clothes were cleansed of male
and female love. "I need it again, Claude..." she pleaded, her body
chilled from the flowing breeze. Allowing his loved one to take the
initiative, the alien cadet sank into the water, bracing himself as
Rena slipped her blue-clad flower over his prick.
It was wonderful, allowing her to do all the work this once and let
him simply sit back and enjoy what she could offer him. After this
last, spectacular coupling, the duo managed to forgo further pleasure
and trek back to the village. After setting their clothes on the hearth
to dry, fatigue finally caught up to the pair.
Sitting next to her beloved on the couch, facing a glowing
fireplace, Rena never felt more at peace in her life. While that
afternoon would bring heartbreak and flight into the wilderness, for
now, all that mattered was the closest proximity to the love of her
life as she could afford. Drawing the light covering closer around her
and Claude, Rena could already feel their own body heat surpassing that
of the nearby flames.
Yes, this was where she wanted to be...
7/09/02 - 3/14/03 - VGSS
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