Just a Pair of Close Gal Pals
Lelith was lounging about amongst her inner circle of Succubi and Incubi. Her body was being kissed, caressed, and worshipped by tongues with centuries of experience, and she had been sealed airtight by cock; her mind was clouded by a fog of ecstasy so dense that neither she, nor her attendant concubines, noticed Yvraine entering until the priestess cleared her throat and said, “Milady Lelith, oh honorable Succubus, wherefore doth this pleasure spa persist within my chambers?”
Lelith rolled her eyes at Yvraine’s assumed, high-caste accent and affectations. “Need you speak so obtusely?” Lelith asked, barely bothering to pull her mouth away from the cock of an Incubus lover.
Yvraine sent out an impatient wave of psychic energy, and the harem shuddered in unison, though Lelith seemed unaffected.
“Yvraine, darling, I was enjoying myself,” Lelith said as her harem slinked away from her body.
Yvraine, for her part, had walked to the foot of the bed, and begun to crawl across it towards her unexpected visitor when she said, “Yes, I’m sure, but I want to enjoy you for myself now.” Yvraine was straddling Lelith momentarily, her broad hips and hefty breasts putting Lelith’s boyish frame to shame. Still, Lelith noted a notably wet and sticky quality about the priestesses inner thighs nonetheless.
Lelith felt up Yvraine’s chest, her long, thin hands cupping her superior’s prodigious bust like a stylized skeleton bra fit for an Imperium themed masquerade ball. Yvraine ran her hands across Lelith as Lelith felt an oddly foreign sensory input between her legs; it felt as though she had a second clitoris, one being squeezed hard, somewhere warm and wet. It took the dazed Succubus a second to realize what had happened.
A half-real cock composed of warp stuff had been rooted, balls and all, atop her flushed pussy, which was still visible through the translucent ethereal member. Lelith could not see the head and the majority of the shaft, as they seemed to have displaced the inside of Yvraine’s womanhood.
Yvraine panted and moaned, then raised her hips. Lelith felt her temporary cock throb harder in response as her foreskin was rolled up over the head of her substantial member by the unforgiving grip of Yvraine’s well-trained Elven pussy. “Oh, by the Gods, Yvraine, you horrid wench!” Lelith growled and pulled Yvraine’s head down towards her, her lips pressed to Yvraines ear as she groped the priestess’ ample bottom with her free hand.
“Do you know what you just did?” Lelith asked. “You will regret this in time, Milady,” she continued, her words accompanied by the clap of her body against Yvraine. Yvraine moaned loudly, a ragged and unregulated sound that seemed to bring immense pleasure with every second it blessed Lelith’s sensitive ears. Lelith felt her cock shudder, then pulse and throb so hard it ruined her ability to perceive anything directly in front of her.
Yvraine’s voice drifted through Lelith’s mind as she recovered from her thunderous orgasm, “Pathetic showing, love.” Lelith felt something slick and thick press against her anus, but she had neither the drive nor the desire to stop Yvraine.
“Do whatever you must,” Lelith said, her blatantly horny voice thickly layered with a clearly faked affectation of prideful defeat, “but know that I simply will never give you what you want most…” Lelith’s verbal charade drifted off as she pulled Yvraine down for a soft and intimate kiss.
Lelith and Yvraine both moaned hard as Yvraine’s unreal cock penetrated Lelith’s ass. Lelith noticed yet another novel sensory input as Yvraine’s illusionary bio-magicks simulated the presence of an aroused prostate within her pelvis. Then Lelith felt her brain crack a little as she felt another quasi-real cock penetrate and expand within her pussy, and was fully broken when the sensation of a warm, wet throat with an adventurous tongue enveloped her own false-phallus.
“So pathetic,” Yvraine crooned as she snapped her fingers and a fourth warp-cock came into being just above Lelith’s lips. The Succubus greedily opened her mouth and laid her tongue out. Immediately, she found herself choking against a forearm-length of cock. Her eyes teared up and her makeup ran. She tapped Yvraine’s hand a few times, and the unreal members winked out of existence.
“Yvraine, darling,” Lelith panted, “I was thinking perhaps you could just grind against my pussy and say nice things, just for tonight.” A tear ran down Yvraine’s cheek, and she leaned forward. The two kissed for some time, and the false-cocks disappeared.
After she pulled away, Yvraine adjusted her hips so that she could press her puffy, sensitive labia against Lelith’s. The two rolled their hips and rubbed against one another. Yvraine let out a ragged moan as Lelith sharply inhaled. Each had wrapped their arms around the neck of the other, their forms latched together in a locket of love.
Yvraine pressed her lips to Lelith’s and kissed her, eagerly allowing the Succubus’ tongue to slip inside her mouth. They held one another close and moaned loudly as they came. Torrential flows of Elven lubricants soaked their thighs, genitals, and bottoms and they shivered and shook in one another’s arms.
“I love you,” Yvraine whispered.
“Y-you too…” Lelith murmured back.
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Cooperative Self-Care
Canoness Elizabeth turned away from the window. The corners of her eyes were creased by age and stress, crows feet that seemed to refuse to stay gone after her rejuvenat treatments. Her light blue eyes shot to the side as she spun about in response to the sound of creaking hinges.
Her stern, icy gaze made direct contact with the youthful, but now awestruck, young sister of battle who had come through the door, bearing tea and purification oils on a tray.
"Is this a bad time, Canoness?" The younger woman softly asked.
"No, no…" replied Elizabeth, "I could use the company. What has prompted your visit, Sister Serenity?" Elizabeth gestured at a lounge sofa facing out of Elizabeth's office, overlooking the massive macro-hives of Tuilondas IV. The sun was setting, and the glitter of steel and glass played out across the polarized armorglass window.
Serenity nodded politely and set the tea train down on the table accompanying the expensive couch. She sat down beside Elizabeth and covered her hands with the sleeves of her habit. "Canoness, I am… concerned about you. We all are. We decided that I would offer you massage and meditation aid for the foreseeable future." Serenity sat, breath held, as she awaited a reply.
Elizabeth laughed, her mirth originated within a hearty chuckle but rapidly progressed to become a loud, shouting sort of raucous. Serenity shrank back into her seat.
Elizabeth noticed Serenity's uncertainty and decomposed herself. "Sister Serenity, do not fret," Elizabeth said, "I am not laughing at you; I am laughing at myself. It has been far too long since I last truly took time for my own leisure and sanity. Come, show me what you have planned." Elizabeth smiled. It was a pleasant, centered expression that communicated a calm and confident demeanor.
Serenity smiled back, and found herself somewhat disarmed. "Ah! Oh, well, I apologize, I allowed myself to become frazzled, Canoness. Umm…" Serenity quieted the anxiety in her chest and looked Elizabeth in the eye. "The sisters and I… well, thought we could help you with a deep tissue massage, so you'll need to get undressed."
As Canoness Elizabeth nodded and stood up, Serenity quickly added, "Oh, I will be undressing as well. For solidarity, of course."
The Canoness chuckled and shook her head. "Of course, Sister, for solidarity." Elizabeth smirked as she let her habit fall away to reveal her bountiful, curvy, and muscular body. Serenity, halfway through undressing, found herself enraptured. Her eyes darted apart as she memorized every scar, tattoo, and curve on the Canoness' body.
Elizabeth walked towards the thinner Sister and put her hands on Serenity's cheeks. "My dear, you seem lost for words. Is there anything I can do to help you find your voice?"
Serenity let out a soft squeak, and then she released her grip on her half worn habit. The garments dropped down, and the svelte, petite body of the junior Sister made itself known to the Canoness.
Petite, that is, save for Serenity's breasts, each of which was easily hefty enough to compare favorably in volume to the woman's head. Each nipple, perky and perfect, was pierced with an Inquisitorial bar, and what little hair she hadn't shaven was dyed shock white, just like her square cut hair.
"Oh, my, the Emperor has truly blessed you, Sister…" Elizabeth murmured as her hands slid down from Serenity's face to fondle Serenity's bountiful bosom. "You are proof of Mankind's superiority, there is no doubt…" Elizabeth tugged gently at one of Serenity's piercings, eliciting a lewd moan from the young woman.
Elizabeth turned around and laid down on the couch. She bent at the waist and pushed herself out across the cushion surface until she was stretched out flat on her belly. She turned her head to the side and said, "Now, I expect you to do whatever you think you need to. I require extra attentive care. My position has been so stressful lately…" Elizabeth spread her legs to be just a little more than shoulder-width apart.
In response, Serenity took in a sharp breath and whispered, "By the Emperor…" She descended down upon the Canoness' nethers with a measured confidence. She brought her lips and tongue down to Elizabeth's womanhood. Serenity's tongue separated her labia, and Elizabeth sighed.
The Canoness looked back at Serenity and said, "Excellent start, Sister. I take it this is to help me loosen up for the massage later?" Serenity did not pause, or even attempt to signal and acknowledgement.
Well, at least this is the fun sort of insubordination, Elizabeth thought. Her mind swam with elation and pleasure.
After a few more minutes of oral stimulation, Elizabeth shivered and her rate of breath spiked. She moaned through the entire orgasm, her exhalations as dignified as that sort of vocalization can be.
A few moments after Serenity pulled away, Elizabeth looked back to see what she was up to. The Sister's face was plastered with a giddy grin and she had begun to ready the massage oils.
"I take it you enjoy that experience, Sister…" Elizabeth said, her gaze only half-heartedly focused on Serenity's face, with most of her attention directed to the Sister's terrific rack.
"Yes, and I'm sure this entire command level takes it you enjoyed the experience as well," Serenity rebutted. She danced cheerily towards Elizabeth, and began to apply a deep massage to Elizabeth's tight back muscles.
Elizabeth dozed off at some point during the massage, but was awoken by the particularly deep massage Serenity gave her. After Elizabeth regained her full coherence, she realized the extent of Serenity's massage and said, "You certainly are determined to prove me with a truly complete experience, Serenity. Your sense of duty and attention to detail will be noted."
Sister Serenity breathily replied, "Oh, it's my pleasure," as she slid up to lay flat atop Elizabeth's back. The Canoness felt Serenity's disproportionate breasts pressed flat against her back, which was quickly accompanied by an intensely hot desire building in her belly.
Serenity slid her hands down under Elizabeth's body and she started to massage the Canoness again. "Just lay still and enjoy yourself. You've earned this…" Serenity said, kissing the Canoness' cheek as the veteran sister came hard.
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