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"Mistress I'm sorry, your in pain," Julia said with a whimper.
"I...oh my...not pain," Helga smiled.
"What? What did I do?" Julia cried.
"Oh my friend, it was so strong. Such pleasure," Helga panted.
"I don't understand," Julia said.
"You have never experienced passion and your insides convulse have you?" Helga asked.
She looked at Julia who shook her head nervously. She smiled deeply from her almost violent release and knew that she had to show this pleasure to her friend.
"I will show you after I clean you too," Helga smiled.
"I don't understand what it was," Julia said.
"May I show you?" Helga asked.
"I am curious what you felt, but are you sure it didn't hurt?" she asked.
"No," Helga laughed, "You will see soon."
"It was...erotic? " Julia asked as Helga ran her fingers on her skin.
"So very," Helga said as she kissed Julia gently on the lips, "Erotic."
"Oh my," Julia whispered as her eyes slowly opened.
"Are you ok?" Helga asked.
"Kiss felt so good, safe, and I felt it all over. But why? It is forbidden," Julia whispered as Helga touched her face.
"So you want to stop?" Helga said as she ran her hands down Julia's back.
"The law says," Julia panted then put her hand on Helga's leg, "So hard to think of that when my mind tells me something different."
"As we both said, we are the same," Helga said as she felt Julia's and move up her thigh. "I still feel the wonderful pleasure you gave me a moment ago. We can have more."
Julia whispered as Helga's hands cupped her breasts, "Law tells us, man only. But I feel so strange in...my womanhood. Feels flowing and something building up like fire."
As the two embraced, their bodies touched and Julia felt her fire grow. As hands slowly moved down her back and over her buttocks, she felt the intensity of desire. This new need that she had never felt before puzzled her. In all her relations with men, and after what was done to her, dozens of them, she never felt even a small part of the pleasure she feels now. She let her feelings known as she moaned loudly as Helga cupped her lips around one of her breasts and licked it with her tongue. Her mouth gaped open as she sighed at the feeling. Helga's hand moved slowly downward. She felt the nervous twitch of her friend's stomach. Smiling a she felt the mound of hair and passed it. As she touched the outside of her friend's womanhood, Julia flinched a little. Helga backed off.
"No please. Just nervous", Julia panted then reacted as she was touched intimately.
"So warm," Helga said as she pressed a finger inside and moved it in and out.
Julia kissed Helga's neck as she felt her friend's warrior finger enter her, giving her a feeling she never had before. She put her arm around Helga then leaned down to kiss her breast. Cupping her other breast she heard her moan as she moved her fingers faster. Soon Julia began to shake with a sharp movement forward with her hips, then suddenly her legs gave out. Helga caught her with both hands as her friend moaned out loudly and her hips moved sharply back and forth. Helga smiled because she knows that feeling and let her have her moment. She held her tight until the moaning and movement stopped.
"There you go my sweet," Helga whispered. "Just enjoy it."
"Like muscles feeling joy, then squeezing over and over," Julia whispered, "Felt so good...oh the gods."
"That's the sense you have when you relax, and let your feelings go free like the wind," Helga smiled as she watched her friend immerse herself in the water.
The two lovers within the kingdom's taboos swam slowly around the magically heated pool. There was occasional words about duties, and what to do with Helga's warrior gear after each day. Plus a few jokes were passed around. They soon realized that in addition to attraction, they also enjoyed each other's company. There was a new calm about Julia that Helga found refreshing. Like the pool itself, she gave off none of the mental uneasiness she did before. Even the ripples in the water she created seemed gentle and in harmony. It could have been caused by the first ever pleasure tensing, or just liberation from all of her hard times. Or it could be both. But as Julia came over to her and put her arms around her, she knew this was the beginning of a passionate relationship
"I don't need a man if I don't want one, do I?" Julia asked as she embraced.
"No," Helga smiled as she kissed her neck.
"I always thought that women like me turn into old hags or witches," Julia whispered as her eyes closed.
"Well, you might have noticed that there are not too many old warriors," Helga said as she caressed her back, "It's a task for the young too."
Warrior and servant embraced as their lips met, and their and arms completed the act of becoming one for a moment in the shallow depths of their hearts and the pool. Because Julia now after feeling her insides pulse in a flow of woman understood. She awakened into passion as her hands caressed her warrior from top to bottom. She understood what she had been missing. Her sighs as her warrior cupped her breast and licked it gently, made it known that she was ready for this after all. Her earlier imbalance of nerves had been liberated by the actions of the brave warrior who shows no fear. Julia needs that strength and guidance. She would take it, and learn all that Helga taught her. She followed willingly as Helga took her hand and exited the water.
"Come my sweet," Helga said as she took the skins to dry them, "Let us continue."
"You have been so kind," Julia panted as she dried Helga. "I am ready for anything."
"You have a warrior spirit as well," Helga smiled as she was thankful she would be in charge. It was not out of need for control, but it was out of her wish to love.
The two lovers dried each other and Julia set the skins out to air. She then proceeded to lay out the furs on the large rock as Helga asked. It was all about friendly suggestions now. There were no orders. Helga watched as Julia crawled onto the rock to spread out the fur. Her backside was facing her. Helga watched as her feminine parts seemed to smile. She watched as her soft legs moved about the fur to straighten it. Her eyes lit up as her desire grew.
"Oh such beauty I have not seen since the northern lights over Winterhaven," Helga whispered as she crept quietly forward.
She skulked in as she would sneaking up on an enemy and crawled onto the fur. Helga lowered herself and gently took action. As she got close enough, the scent of Julia created intoxication stronger than the best mead. As her tongue extended she moved to put her hands around her legs from behind.
"Uuuuuh....oh!" Julia moaned, "Oh Helga you use...oh...using your mouth!"
Helga licked a straight line from the top of her buttocks all the way down to where her juice already flowed. Julia clenched up at first, but then realized the pleasure. Helga with her hands, pulled apart her lover's legs, and dug in. Her tongue tickled her exit, then trickled down darting inside her womanhood. Gentle kisses pressed with her tongue onto the familiar spot that she knows of her own. Licking gently she became intoxicated by Julia's moans as her hips moved lightly. But it soon strained her neck.
"Oh Helga," Julia said as Helga began kissing the top of her feet.
Julia moaned and breathed heavy as Helga kissed her legs slowly and moved upward. Her breathing intensified as Helga came close to her womanhood and stopped. She blew air onto her, and Julia sighed. She teased her for a bit longer with gentle touches. The soft kisses seemed to send the blossoming lover into spasm as her hips bucked wildly. Helga smiled with amazement at how easy she could reach it. But her aggressive nature was starting to kick in. She reached over and took out something from her bag. Julia watched her.
"What's that for?" Julia asked as she saw the polished bone.
"With it's shape what do you think?" Helga smiled.
"I...I think I know but..." Julia said.
Julia closed her eyes and rested her head back and Helga slowly pushed the hand carved bone into her. As she moved faster, she knelt down again
, and tickled as she pressed her lips around her best places. Flicking her tongue as Julia moaned, she felt in control. She loves Julia but she really wants to be the one who makes the moves. As Julia bucked wildly again she grabbed Helga's hair. It became intoxicating, and made Helga even more aggressive. She pressed the bone in and out faster and faster. Dabbing some of her juices with her hand, she licked them gently.
"More!" Julia moaned.
Helga removed her finger, then with her other hand inserted her index finger inside pressing it in and out. All the while faster and faster with the precious bone and her lips. Soon Julia bucked wildly. Helga did not let up. She latched on and pressed deeper. Julia seemed out of breath but took it with love. She moaned loudly and it was fortunate that they were secluded. "Oh my strong warrior. One more please. Please oh the gods!" Julia cried out.
As Julia settled into that powerful release, Helga began to slowly pull away. Exiting her then planting a gentle kiss over her flowing juices, she settled in beside her kissing her cheek and ear softly. She smiled at Julia's soft whimpers. There were tears flowing from her eyes as she smiled at Helga.
"I love you,",Julia whimpered.
"I love you too," Helga said, "and my mind, body and eternal soul are yours and I will also protect you with my last breath."
"What would happen if I had, well if I have desires for you sometimes? Julia asked.
"Then I will yield" Helga proclaimed as Julia spread her lover's legs apart and dove in.
Julia's efforts at first were uncoordinated and sloppy, but Helga enjoyed the attention so much that she didn't care. Her tongue moved around randomly, but soon got better and better. Then the second her finger entered, Helga arched her back with the pleasure. Julia's sudden aggressive nature was provoked, probably with years of being on the other side of the aggression. Two fingers, pressing hard in and out as her tongue finally hit the target. As her tongue swirled around Helga moaned uncontrollably and soon her tensing roared. Julia stopped a moment while her lover thought she was in a lull and finished. But the attack came again. Helga was in ecstasy. It was more intense than the time she was enchanted by the hags of dead rock. She had been tortured those two days with an enchantment of intense sexual desire, but not allowed to do anything about it, tied to a post in the plains. By the middle of it, she would have done anything and been with anyone. But as it wore off she sought her vengeance on the hags. This time she could feel the love and pleasure.
"Oh the gods!" Helga roared and turned into the fray.
"Oh my," Julia giggled as Helga attacked her.
The two intertwined and both became aggressive. The end result was a truce side to side with each in each other's womanhood. Helga aggressively licked Julia from front to back as she growled. But as she yielded and her insides pulsed from Julia's aggressive push into her in every place possible, she seemed to hesitate for a moment. This allowed Julia to get the upper hand pressing her into the fur. Her long finger explored Helga, as she picked up the bone and pushed it inside. Pressing both in and out, Helga had no choice but to yield. Soft tongue and lips were caressing her in the right place.
Her attack hit home and Helga was defeated, or so Julia thought. As she bucked wildly, Julia took the confidence and let down her guard. It would result in turning the tides of battle. For Helga spun to the side and took Julia's hands pinning her down to the fur, kissing her passionately. Helga watched a grin escape her lover as she tried to best her once again. It had become a game of passion. Lifting her midsection up, she positioned her buttocks raised and her legs bent at the knee.
"Oh my mistress I yield," Julia said with a smile. "I submit."
Helga said nothing as she took the carefully crafted bone from the bag. Julia moaned with pleasure as she then pushed into her womanhood. Slowly she pushed and pulled them as she licked around the outside. The taste intoxicated her as she heard Julia moan.
"You are defeated," Helga growled.
"Oh without question," Julia moaned.
Helga pushed in and out of her as she licked her lover into tensing. She growled as Julia moaned loudly tensing her muscles up. She pushed back against Helga, and for a moment it looked like there would be another friendly struggle.
"I have no more strength," Julia moaned, with a pleasure filled rasp.
After a moment Helga pulled away from her and laid back onto the fur covered slab, panting heavily. Julia turned to her, with drool running down her chin, panting. She took the water bag, and gulped it before she could speak. But as she opened her mouth she said nothing, just simply curled up with the warrior who had given her so much. As she looked into her eyes she saw a love that she had never known before. A soft kiss, and relaxation near a quiet mystical pool.
Realizing how late it was, Julia got up and began to pack their belonging. She did it lovingly as Helga rested. She seemed deep in thought. But Julia knew that she is a warrior and probably always in tune with some thoughts. After a brief cleansing, Helga stood, and dressed. Both composed themselves as to look normal for the outside world, and made the walk up the circular path to the guard station. They nodded as they passed, and kept walking. On their way they talked about food, proper decor of a warrior's quarters, but not in the open of their forbidden love. In order for it to endure they must never do that. This was the start of something. Two combined, and a new warrior was born.
The End.
Dirty, Dirty Girl
She had never done anything like this before. She wasn't sure if she would go through with it. Things were bad at home, but had it come to this? A few hours before she had wandered across the street from her hotel to the bar and grill in search of something to eat, now she stared at herself in the mirror of her hotel room bathroom, a strange man sitting on her bed, waiting for her to return.
She brushed the wayward strand of brown curls from her eyes and stared at herself. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest. She felt faint but giddy. The first time she had had sex flashed across her mind. A dorm room, a beautiful (but inexperienced) college boyfriend had done everything possible to make her feel special. A tingle rose through her body at the memory of having her legs wrapped around his waist.
This was different. The anxious feeling in her stomach was the same but whereas that first time had been a night enfolded in youthful innocence and exploration, this was darker, corrupt, even... dirty. The word flashed through her mind and she felt herself get wet. "Dirty girl," she thought playfully to herself, "dirty, dirty girl." But far from dissuading her, the phrase helped her find her courage. She reveled in the thought. She would go through with it after all.
She walked through the door wearing a red negligee that clung to the curve of her breasts and hips. He smiled, stood up and walked toward her. Not so much a walk, but a swagger. The same swagger he had used as he walked across the bar to her table. He wore that same confident smile that made her blush like a school girl.
"I'm Rick," he said as he slid into her booth, not waiting for an invitation. She had glanced around nervously, not sure if she was looking for help or was afraid she'd get caught.
"I'm married," she said trying not display the least bit of confusion.
"So, what? You're not allowed to talk to other men?" he played coy. "That's a pretty tight leash your man keeps you. You're not in a cult, are you?"
"What? No, of course..." and she trailed off, realizing he had unsettled her, gotten underneath her and caused a bit of confusion. He signaled to the bartender for a beer. She took a deep breath. "Look Rick, I'm very flattered but you'd best spend your time elsewhere. I'm really not interested."
"Oh, come on now, I'm just being friendly. I'm guessing like me you're just passing through," He leaned a bit over the table and lowered his voice, "and to be honest, you're the only one who looks the least bit interesting to talk to." He was cute. He had a rugged, sun-baked look about him, but his speech made him seem more refined. He could pass for a cowboy, but she guessed he was more likely a teacher of some kind, or may
be even a doctor, something that needed some education.
She smiled at the compliment. "Suit yourself."
Now she stood awkwardly in the bathroom doorway trying to remember how to look sexy as he approached her. She needn't have worried. He unbuttoned his shirt as he approached her, letting it fall to the floor and revealing a well toned physique. She suddenly worried that her body, which was still well proportioned despite having become a bit fuller in the years of marriage, was not good enough for him. She took a hesitant half step backward, part out of shyness, mostly out of fear of rejection.
There was no need for her to worry on that count. He stepped forward and took her by the curve where her waist flared out into her hips and ran his strong hands up her side, coming finally to caress the soft mounds of her breasts. She flinched at his strength, no one ever touched her like that anymore. He pushed her gently against the wall as his mouth found her neck. Kissing his way to her mouth she felt herself give way to his advances and her hips began to push against him, her leg wrapping around and rubbing up against his jeans.
He put his hands on her shoulders, and turned them so that his back was against the wall. For a moment she looked confused but then she felt herself being guided to her knees in front of him and she understood. Her curls had fallen into her eyes again as she looked up at him from her kneeling position.
"Undo my pants," He told her, "Take out my cock." It was not so much an invitation as a command. Her own school girl naivete which she had earned back after years of a sexless marriage had transformed her into someone who both knew and did not know what to do. Of course she had been here before, of course she had sucked her husband's cock many times in ten years of marriage, but this was not her husband and she lacked the confidence to instigate even though she had the desire.