The Video Gamer's Sex Stories
Volume 8:  Star Ocean - In a Lightsome Mood
Rating:    NC-17
Pairings:  Celine/Leon, first, young
           Rena/Claude
           Precis/Leon, first, young
Summary:   Celine surprises Leon and decides to teach him the ways of 
           the world while Rena looks on with her own busy hands. 
           Afterwards, he promptly shares his knowledge with Precis 
           while the Arlian goes off to be taken care of by Claude. By 
           the time all four of them are finished, naughty Rena 
           convinces her beau a little swap with the youngsters might 
           be fun.


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		|Chapter 1 - A Quirk of Fate|
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    Rena sat back lazily on the stone benches surrounding the Lacour
arena, enjoying a well-deserved day off after the strenuous trials of 
the Hoffman ruins. Her legs were splayed out loosely on the back of the 
seats in front of her, allowing the wind to gently caress her bare 
legs. Looking out in front of her, she made a mental note to change her 
position if any of the janitors happened to enter the battleground 
below. The last thing she wanted was to ruin her restful mood if some 
dirty old man got a look under her dress.

    Trying to shrug off the boredom that always set in when she wasn't 
out adventuring, Rena threw her head back and gazed into the sky, only 
to draw back in surprise as a comically upside-down image of Celine 
appeared in her field of vision.

    "Hey there..." the Heraldic wizard announced, ignoring Rena's 
startled jolt. Celine grabbed the back rest with both hands, vaulting 
easily over it and gently sliding beside her friend.

    "Oh, hello Celine." Rena sputtered, trying not to show her 
surprise. "What brings you here?" She ruffled her skirt and set her 
feet on the ground, now more concerned about a lecherous comment from 
her friend than a stranger.

    "Well, nothing much..." Celine replied loosely, deftly running a 
finger along the stone seat. "Just feelingly a little randy today."

    "What?" Rena shot back, still not used to the candor with which her 
comrade spoke.

    "You know..." Celine continued. "Just need to someone to do the old' 
in and out with. Wouldn't happen to know if Claude was free, would you 
dear?"

    "So that's it!" Rena's mind ignited with a bright spark. "Why else 
would she be in such a friendly mood!"

    "Come on..." Celine persisted, tugging gently on Rena's sleeve. "I 
need a fix real bad! It won't take long, I'll just borrow him quick. 
Promise!"

    Rena's normally cheerful face soured quickly, and she turned to her 
companion with an obviously annoyed leer. "If you use him all up, who's 
going to take care of me tonight?" she groused thickly.

    Celine let out a rebuffed "hmmph!" sound and stiffened, turning her 
face away. "Claude's not even that special," she retorted, attempting 
to strike deep. "I'm sure I could easily find someone else..."

    "Then why don't you!" Rena shouted, finally losing her temper. The 
tension mounted quickly, neither daring to move for risk of losing 
ground. The Arlian was about to give way and apologize when Celine 
thought of a brilliant solution to one-up her rival.

    "I don't blame you for being testy." the long-haired wizard 
started, turning once again. "You're probably just scared he'll find
out about what you and Dias did in the caves." Winking, she watched as
Rena's mouth dropped open in horror, then went for the killer blow. "I
don't blame you, he being too busy protecting that kid his girlfriend.
And it was certainly quite a show, darling!"

    Leaning closer to the now petrified girl, Celine whispered strange 
words into her long ears, feeling power course through between them as 
the spell took hold.

    Standing up, the wizard snickered at the sight of the dumbfounded 
female gawking lewdly forward, frozen as she processed the subconscious 
commands Celine had given.

    "Don't worry," she announced to no one in particular. "I have a 
feeling you'll be forgetting about Claude in no time." Looking around 
at the milling people scattered about the stadium, she thought for a 
moment. "And for me..." she said with a sly note. "I think I'll pay 
that boy a visit!

***

    Rena's head swirled, time seeming to slow as the siren-esque 
incantation captivated her. She blinked, trying to clear her vision 
from the magic's effects, only to find when she opened her eyes that 
she was alone again.

    "Dammit!" the baffled girl mused, quickly darting around to try and 
catch the trickster. "How did she know! And what could she be up to?" 
Unwilling to leave her secret affair to chance, Rena began to make 
rounds about the castle, seeking not onto her rival, but at least 
looking for something to take her mind off being bested in a magical 
duel before she could even take a shot. The longer she walked, however, 
the harder it became to get stop thinking about the Heraldic sexpot, 
smug little grin and all.

    It soon became apparent why, as the gentle teenager wandered 
through another hallway, spying a soldier kissing his girlfriend 
goodbye for the day. Suddenly, a fierce fire lit itself in the Arlian's 
loins, completely catching her by surprise. As the hot flash raged on, 
Rena's breath rate sharply increased, catching the attention of a few 
passing tourists. Noticeably excusing herself to the nearest room, she 
barely checked for any prying eyes before sliding a helpless hand past 
her body's defenses, rocking the knuckles across her flaming mound 
until the mood passed.

    Continuing on, Rena felt the unavoidable longings increasing over 
time. She tried to fight them off, of course, thinking it rather 
improper that she should be reduced to pants-dropping begging state 
from the slightest sexual thought. "I can't believe she would stoop 
this low!" Rena whispered softly while roaming Lacour's hallways.

    Every few minutes, she would have to duck into an empty room to 
stave off the cries from her body. Darting quickly against a wall, she 
would lean back, watching as her hands moved of their own accord 
underneath her clothing. Only a few seconds of bliss could be afforded 
to her secretive ministrations at a time, but the immense satisfaction 
of twiddling her starving cunny and breasts were more than enough 
compensation.

    "This will never do!" she thought to herself, not even realizing 
she had just pleasured herself in the Princess' former bedroom of all 
places. Her mind was reeling now with desire for release. To the 
various people who passed by, she looked as if in a daze, panting and 
disheveled from her numerous quickies. "I need some privacy..." she 
reasoned, heading for the staircase to the basement.

***

    "He'd better be in here..." Celine wondered as she passed through 
the threshold of the laboratory entrance, tiptoeing around on her 
pointed heels so as not to disturb anything. Her entire body was 
flushed with heat at the thought of some impending action, making it as 
hard for her to concentrate as poor Rena.

    The threatening guards that had previously been posted at the door 
were gone now, along with everyone else. The entire room was apparently 
deserted, and the Heraldic wizard slowly ceased her stealthy creep as 
she peered around. The place was messier than she remembered, with 
dozens of reports, calculations, and sketches scattered the desk that 
lined the lower half of the room.

    Perusing the top secret documents, ranging from specs on the Lacour 
Hope to siege and evacuation procedures, she noticed many of them had 
writing that trailed off at the end, as if the scientists working on 
them had suddenly had to abandon their creations mid-sentence. "I 
wonder what made everyone clear out?" she pondered idly.

    Before she could think about whether or not it was a good idea to 
leave herself, a low mutter drifted from one of the corners of the 
room. From the rebounding echo, Celine's could easily determine that it 
was coming from the elevated platform, just a short staircase away. 
With the lithe grace of years of training, she bounded up the steps and 
twirled around, her levitating cape spinning gently around her body. 
She expected to find Leon here, working hard at some problem after 
chasing his coworkers away, but what she found was a completely 
different problem altogether.

    The boy was seated between two purple tubes which supplied power to 
the underground complex, lab coat crumpled up beside him. His green 
pants and white undies were around his knees, cock pointed straight up 
to the ceiling, surrounded by his pistoning hand.

    At first, Celine was too shocked to even move, watching Leon 
masturbate openly in front of her. Recovering quickly, she slinked back 
into the shadows of the stairwell and watched him intently, completely 
fascinated by this turn of events. Fortunately for her, he was in a 
position roughly perpendicular to her, and not in any real danger of 
discovering his stalker.

    Taking great effort, Celine was finally able to pry her eyes from 
the show, glancing quickly at a nagging streak in her field of vision. 
When she was what it was, she immediately looked back. Set up in a 
semicircle around the half-nude little scientist were photographs. They 
were ordinary baggage for a high-ranking official like Lacour's little 
prince, except these were definitely not the kind that boys his age 
normally possessed.

    Although too far away to make out extreme details, the glossy 
spread clearly depicted Rena at her erotic best. Over the background of 
the cave-like Hoffman ruins, she and Dias were screwing like crazy, 
just as Celine had known. Most of them showed her clawing at a slab of 
wall while Dias pumped into her still-clothed sex from behind, no doubt 
seconds after he'd convinced the blue-haired beauty to pull aside her 
panties. They varied in content, showing the taker obviously had some 
skill in snapping choice moments of live action.

    The arc of photos continued in a more-or-less perfect 
reconstruction of the exquisite fuck. Dias had stopped plowing into her 
long enough to lower her undies and hike her skirt up, baring her 
smooth ass to him. Then the masterful lovemaker raised her shirt, 
fondling her small breasts in tune with his thrusts. As last ready to 
fill her womb, he had lain down on his back, watching as Rena rode him 
backwards to a mind-blowing orgasm before collapsing in a sweaty heap. 
The last shot was quite a gem, a close up of his blue-downed rod 
disappearing into her furry hole, love juices oozing out.

    "What a little voyeur!" Celine said quietly before slowly treading 
over to her soon-to-be conquest. "I'll show him something to make him 
forget about those." When she finally reached him, he had his head 
back, eyes closed as he savored the feel of his hand. This was perfect.

    "I don't blame you for getting undressed, it sure got warm here 
over the past few days." the horny wizard casually remarked, swaying on 
her tiptoes and clasping her hands behind her back. She pretended to be 
interested in looking at the ceiling, forcing herself to miss the color 
drain from poor Leon's face as he realized he was busted. But she had 
to carry out her plan quickly, lest the rock-solid penis she needed so 
much deflate from embarrassment.

    "Maybe I'll join you, so you don't feel so out-of-place..." she 
continued, turning to him with her hands on her hips. Her lips were set 
in a delicious smile, enough to make the mute-struck boy's member jerk 
quickly in appreciation. Seeing his assent, Celine began to strip, 
starting with her floating rings. She slid the one with her cape down 
to her legs, where it gently clanged on the ground as it left the 
magical field around her body. Gripping the top of her pointy hat on 
one hand, she tossed it and the ring over her shoulder, grinning 
broadly while running gloved fingers along the long purple mane atop 
her head.

    Stepping out of her shoes, she slid down into a kneeling position 
before crossing her legs, coming to rest in a seated position on the 
floor. With two quick strokes, the white stockings around her slender 
legs joined the pile on the ground. Emitting a delicate sigh, she 
wiggled her pink toes, relishing the freedom as her restricting 
garments fell away one by one.

    Leon was still sitting there motionless, his hand still locked 
around his pole as he watched this older beauty revealing her body to 
him. Without any thought, his arm began to move rapidly up and down, 
fingers once again dancing in his crotch.

    With the boy losing his inhibitions, it was time for Celine to up 
the ante as well. With a sashay of her hips, she effortlessly undid the 
clasp on her belt, which dropped behind her. Next went her gloves, both 
of which she grasped at one time before sliding them off in a stunning 
display of agility.

    Finally, she was ready for the big finale. Leon was most likely not 
expecting a woman to walk around without undergarments, but Celine had 
long ago decided to enjoy the erotic feeling of having nothing between 
her intimates the and world but a simple dress. Pulling the ribbon on 
the midsection which held the entire outfit together, she watched 
Leon's eyes grew wider. Licking her lips, she paused for only a moment 
before undoing the bind, letting the silky material slide down her 
sleek form.

    Now, totally nude, she was a truly a sight to behold. Leon became 
the latest of a select group to learn the answer to the oft-wondered 
question of exactly how far down a wizard's tattoo went. Cascading from 
the back of her neck and down off her shoulders, it flowed in matching 
lines over her mountainous breasts and along the plain of her stomach 
before passing into the valley of her waist, where the parts merged. 
The pattern of dots acted as a royal carpet, proudly accentuating her 
shaven pussy before splitting apart again to run down her inner thighs 
and legs before disappearing entirely in pointed ends at her ankles.

    Leon, trying to absorb the beautiful image in front of him, found 
his eyes to be utterly inadequate tools for such a task. Like any other 
teenager, he had an irresistible crush on the generous mounds that 
jutted out from her chest, letting his mouth fall open as they jiggled 
with each gentle sway of Celine's naked form.

    Before he could be captivated by the splendor of her nether lips, 
Celine decided to pounce "Well?" she asked coyly, unlocking her legs 
and spreading them wide. "Don't you want to touch me? You can do 
*anything* you want..."

    Despite the overly-suggestive line, it worked like a charm. Leon 
immediately ceased his self-pleasure, grasping for the floor before 
crawling over to his elder. His cock hung down, eagerly awaiting to 
bathe in her vaginal juices, but aroused enough to hold out for a 
little foreplay.

    And that is exactly what Celine had in mind. As her inexperienced 
lover knelt in front of her, their genitals mere inches apart, she 
could feel her womb start to churn. The first drops of fragrant musk 
were already beginning to lubricate her labia, and her feminine scent 
would soon envelop the both of them in a cloud of forbidden desire.

   "Why don't you start with my tits?" she nearly commanded, grabbing 
one of his hands roughly and smashing it into her soft flesh. The boy 
scientist immediately got the picture, reaching forward with both hands 
to knead her sensitive mounds. "Oh, that's nice..." she purred softly, 
tracing lines along her puffy twat with her fingers. More moans and 
panting were Leon's reward as he nearly mauled her breasts with vigor, 
flicking the sensitive nubs with his thumb.

    "You naughty boy!" Celine began, become immensely turned on by her 
own dirty talk. "I'll bet you do this to all the girls in the castle! 
Feel them up all the time, right!"

    "No..." Leon replied with a meek smile, his voice cracking from 
recent disuse. "They won't let me."

    "Well, don't you worry, darling." the wizard added knowingly, 
letting her head fall back behind her. "From now on, you can play with 
me anytime! You can even fuck me, if you want." Leon's smile turned 
into a bursting grin as she looked over to him. 

    "Do you *want* to fuck me?" she asked plaintively. "Because I'd 
really like if you would make it feel good. My... pussy." The last 
word, the most erotic of all words, was spoken in a hush, as if Celine 
had the same inhibitions about referring to her vagina as Leon 
undoubtedly did.

    The young scientist looked at her in awe, still not fully 
understanding that this seductress was planning on bouncing up and down 
on his shaft in a sweaty heap before long. Each new step in this 
process was like an amazing angel's kiss. "You really mean..." he 
started to say, but was cut short.

    Grabbing Leon's face in her hands, Celine looked deep into his 
eyes. Her face had changed into a much more serious look. She was 
asking him to see through the fog of her charms and make a decision on 
whether or not he really wanted to go through with this. Without a 
moment's hesitation, Leon of course nodded his assent.

   The boy's world entered slow motion as Celine guided him. Her gentle 
hands raised him, then pulled up on his arms as she helped separate the 
scientist from his shirt. Nearly naked now, he let himself be coaxed 
onto his back, raising his legs so she could slide his pants off. The 
cool metal floor distracted him for only a moment, and while he was 
shifting his bare butt back and forth, he did not even notice the nude 
wizard lie back, her virile body calling out to him.

    With unbounded eagerness, he climbed onto his lover. Celine smiled 
warmly as instincts took over, his stiff little cock flopping uselessly 
on her flesh as it sought her moist folds. Not wanting to spoil the 
innocence of the moment, the nude wizard waited patiently for Leon to 
finally penetrate her.

    At last, with a rush he sunk into her womanly depths, his head 
coming to rest between the two breasts which so captivated him. It took 
only a few gentle stabs before Leon found his courage. "Oh, Celine..." 
he moaned, quickly pounding into his mate with swift strokes. "I never 
thought it would be like this!" His eyes glazed over, totally lost in 
his own world, his pistoning hips the only indication of consciousness.

    "I'm glad you like it!" Celine cooed, looking down at his boyish 
body. Reaching around with her hands, she seductively caressed his 
hairless buttocks. "And if you keep this up, I'll hike my skirt for you 
anytime!" She threw back her head in happiness as his jerkings suddenly 
found a sweet spot.

    "Am I doing good then?" Leon rapsed, barely able to eke out the 
words to his partner.

    "Stupendous." Celine confirmed, pulling him into her harder. "In 
fact, I think we'll be doing a lot more of this." Gazing down the 
length of his body, she found peace is the wave-like undulation of his 
thin hips, falling easily into a semi-trance as she watched him get 
laid for the very first time.

    Although the sex was in no way boring for the prone temptress, she 
knew it was pointless to try and orgasm with her protegee since his 
youthful exuberance would leave her in the dust. So she bid her time, 
whispering erotic encouragements in an attempt to bring him to an 
explosive climax as soon as possible. Once he was taken care of, her 
own pleasure was just a short while behind.

    It wasn't long before Celine felt the familiar tingling along the 
length inside her, and knew it was about to happen. Her lips let loose 
with unladylike wanting, daring Leon to fill her up with his seed. 
"Uhh uhh..." Leon panted, reduced to a nearly fetal glassy-eyed state 
by the allure of adult flesh. "It's going to happen!"

    "That's right..." Celine concurred, bringing her hands to his 
maturing soldiers and hugging tightly. "Now come inside me! Let it all 
out!" Leon wasted no time, shafting her harder even as he began 
erupting into the warm tunnel. In her relatively larger channel, his 
penis sprayed every which way, generously coating the fleshy walls with 
sperm, and on occasion managing to shoot past her defenses. Celine 
licked her lips, feeling his creamy load settle deep inside her womb.

***

    As the two lay on the ground, Leon catching his breath while Celine 
simmered in her own sexual juices, neither became aware that their 
idyllic sanctuary had been visited. As Rena slipped through the 
doorway, she at first saw only the mess on the floor. "Leon's going to 
have a fit when he sees this!" the young girl thought, eagle eyes 
poring over the contents of the room for a safe spot to sit and play 
with herself.

    Then her eyes picked up on the motionless post-coital couple, 
Celine absentmindedly stroking her partner's hair as he shivered with 
small orgasmic aftershocks. "That was wonderful, darling!" she beamed, 
lifting his torso off to get a good look at his dazed face, as well as 
her messy crotch. "But now it's time for me to get some!" Letting her 
breasts cushion his face once more, she rocked forward on her dainty 
butt, using the momentum to swing into a standing position.

    Watching Leon hug his elder mate, dragged off to endure another 
bout of wild lovemaking, the spying Arlian lost complete control, 
flipping her skirt and plunging a sticky middle finger into her own 
hole without a second thought. Her gaze fell quickly to her shameless 
masturbation, the duo's next destination eluding her comprehension.

    With elegant dexterity, Celine marched over to the far end of the 
room, the lust in her eyes growing with each step. Totally oblivious to 
Leon's sexy whimpers as their bodies rubbed together, she laid his form 
atop a ring shaped table, positioning their weight directly on top of 
one of the four struts, still straddling his awe-inspired body.

    Delaying her own pleasure, Celine leaned over, sloppily licking his 
open lips before mashing them with her own. Her tongue dug into his 
oral cavity, waltzing with Leon's momentarily before she withdrew, 
leaving hands on his chest while she began to ride him.

    Celine fell into an instant frenzy. She could barely hold onto him 
before her luscious mouth erupted in more obscenities. "Dear Gods, 
you're good!" she grunted, relishing the inexperienced but exuberant 
attention her slit was receiving. "Are you sure you haven't done this 
before?" she added, the sentence marked with numerous pants.

    "Never." Leon replied, happily watching her damp hole suck on his 
member. "I've... uh... taken pictures of naked girls and stuff, but 
never tried to do anything else."

    "Aww!" Celine swooned in adoration of his cute reasoning. "I feel 
so bad for you! I wish I could let you stick it to me forever. My cunt 
is almost on fire, though. If you keep doing me like this, I'm going to 
come all over you!"

    Rena's ears caught the rhythmic sound of the petite wizard's creamy 
globes smacking wetly against Leon's thighs. Forcing herself to ignore 
the equally radiant sight of her own damp box, she watched the far 
corner of the lab in wide-eyed in amazement. Shifting her gaze around 
the two fleshy bodies, she focused on the tiny spot where they met, 
catching moments of calm before Celine's purple muff swallowed the 
erect cock beneath.

    The sensuality at this new stimulus was too much for the teenager 
to take standing up. Dropping to her knees, she jammed her other hand 
through the waistband of her panties, frigging herself like mad while 
her companions fucked each other silly. "Oh... I wish that was me!" 
Rena sighed dreamily, knowing that even had she the nerve to push 
Celine off and replace the throbbing quim with her own, she would never 
be able to spare the few seconds it would take and go without feeling 
something inside of her.

    "That's it!" the Heraldic wizard purred, speeding up her 
passionate bouncing. "Oh, I'm going to come soooo hard!" she wailed, 
pleased with Leon's open-mouthed smile at he watched her sweaty boobs 
flap wildly about. By now, Celine was really getting into the 
movements, rapidly assailing the hard rod below with deep thrusts. 
Though Leon had just spent himself minutes before, the potent medicine 
of her slick vagina quickly prevented any limpness from setting in.

    Celine allowed her hands to roam Leon's slightly-muscled physique, 
speaking softly as they continued to screw. "I'm getting so excited 
watching you ram that thing into me..." she whispered breathlessly. "Do 
you want to watch me cream all over you soon? I'm beautiful when I'm 
coming..." Leon nodded quickly, unable to fathom how this experience 
could be any better, and yet knowing it soon would.

    "Ahhhh! Ooooooohhhhhh!" the sorcerer moaned as shocks of pleasure 
signaled her imminent climax. "I can't believe how hot you're making 
me! Oh, yes, do it! Fuck me!" Leon could only watch though a thick haze 
as his lover's slick body shivered in bliss. He was dimly aware his 
overused cock was spilling again into Celine's sensuous slit, but was 
lost to make out the details through his own orgasm. The experienced 
wizard bucked on, totally unaware of Leon's arms dragging her down in 
an embrace.

    Rena was also being taken to wonderful places as well. Mere feet 
away from the conjoined pair, she had long since fallen on her side, 
gasping loudly as all ten of her fingers took turns reaching her most 
sensitive spot. Frantic moans and grunts escaped her parted lips, going 
unnoticed only because Celine and Leon were making as much noise on 
their own.

    Bringing a sleeve to her mouth, Rena bit down hard, screaming as 
loud as she could as the infinitely restful release took her, 
shattering the sexual spell she'd been held under. As her feet 
twitched, the closed limbs hiding the glorious miracle unfolding 
between her legs, boiling tears ran freely from her eyes, so happy was 
she to be set free of such an embarrassing, if exquisite affliction.

***

    The three spent the new few minutes in the void between conscious 
and unconsciousness, their fried brains feebly wandering back to 
reality. Rena stirred first, yanking her shaking hand out of her soaked 
and rather useless panties. Spreading the gooey cunny-cream all over 
her clothes, she was eventually able to fix herself into a more 
presentable fashion. Still trembling from the power of her orgasm, the 
young girl rolled over in an attempt to get up -- and found herself 
face to face with a very aroused Claude.

    "Couldn't wait?" he teased, snatching her hand and bringing it to 
his mouth. He sucked hungrily on her fingers, savoring the sweet taste 
of his girl, and knowing it was turning her own all over again. "Some 
guards mentioned a flustered girl heading downstairs." he continued. 
"Thought I'd go and look..."

    "I'm sorry..." Rena fumbled, closing her eyes again as Claude 
shuffled over.

    "Don't be." his soft voice soothed, easing her chin upwards so he 
could place his lips on the sheen of sweat about her neck. "I can't 
wait either..."

    "Take me..." she ordered hoarsely, protesting not in the least as 
the ensign reached under her skirt, grabbing the bottom of her 
underwear and slipping them off. Rena hugged him tightly as the cool 
air brushed her cunt, feeling his strong arms grab her naked butt.

    "I hope I'm as good as Dias..." Claude remarked, bringing her into 
the air across his arms. He could actually feel the heat emanate from 
Rena's face as she blushed.

    The other lovebirds took a few minutes longer to recuperate. When 
Celine was ready to come down from her sexual high, she bounded up, 
surprising herself with the enthusiastic strength mustered.

    "Fantastic!" she cheered, looking around for only a moment before 
bringing her face close to Leon's. "That was really good, lover!" she 
crooned, rubbing noses together. Then, a flurry of emotion took hold, 
and she mated lips with the young boy. "I love you!" she chanted, 
kissing him rapidly. "Love you love you love you!" Finishing with an 
extra long smooch, she slowly rolled off of him, sadly watching their 
bodies part ways.

    "Remember..." Celine said alluringly. "You just tell me next time 
you want it. With a final kiss on the cheek, she sprinted over to her  
clothes, not even noticing the seeping mess flowing from her crotch. 
Looking back only a second, she grabbed the pile, gliding off into the 
staircase still wonderfully naked. Leon more than confused about her 
sudden departure, but his cream-coated penis knew that more of the same 
was just a plea away.

    "What a woman..." he squeaked, leaning over and crashing the short 
distance to the ground. He could already see himself ravishing this 
elder beauty time and time again. It was only a matter of when their 
next encounter would be.

    "But why wait?" he thought, an evil smile spreading across his 
lips. "When I can let Precis in on the fun too..."


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

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

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

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

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

***

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

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


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