tagSci-Fi & FantasyA Paladin's Training Ch. 02

A Paladin's Training Ch. 02


Aran awoke some time later. Looking over, he realised that apart from himself, the bed was otherwise empty. Curious, and ready to rise anyway, he got up and left his room, not bothering with his robe. It was only he and Elaina at the Chapel, and by all accounts, they were well past being concerned about nudity.

The Chapel had a hallway on the second level, where his and Elaina's bedrooms were. Hearing no answer when he knocked on the door, and seeing the room empty when he poked his head in, he headed downstairs to check the bath house, hoping she was there, the idea of seeing Elaina in the bath sending a thrill of excitement through him.

Reaching the bath house, he opened the door and was indeed welcomed with the sight of the beautiful fair-haired Paladin relaxing in the water.

The bath was a large pool cut into the stone floor, easily big enough to hold six or seven people. A large stone fireplace sat at either end of the room, both blazing merrily and heating the room nicely. Elaina was laying against the back of the bath, facing him, her arms stretched out along the stone coping. Her head was back, her eyes closed, her impressive breasts only just hidden by the water. Just the sight of her had Aran rock hard and ready.

Feeling mischievous, Aran snuck into the room quietly, so as not to alert her to his presence. Using every ounce of grace and agility he possessed, he slipped silently into the water and moved across the bath. Elaina's legs were open, and he took advantage of the opportunity, taking a deep breath and ducking beneath the surface, honing in on his target; Elaina's mouth-watering pussy. Once in range, he extended his tongue and licked her from her bottom to her clitoris. In response, her hips jerked and her creamy thighs enveloped his head. He could taste her even under the water; she was sweet, and he wanted more. Grabbing her ass, he dove in, lips and tongue ravaging her slit as he reached out with his Gift, interpreting just how she liked to be licked, sucked and probed.

Aran lost himself in the act, giving his full attention to Elaina's pleasure, squeezing her ample buttocks possessively as he explored every inch of her with his mouth. Wickedly, he drew on his Gift and amplified her pleasure, and just before she climaxed, brought her back down again. He was surprised at how well he'd taken to using his Gift, obviously a benefit of all the training. Over and over again he tortured Elaina this way, dimly noting in the back of his mind that he hadn't taken a breath in minutes, nor had he needed to.

Finally, showing mercy, Aran sucked her clit into his mouth and pushed with his energy, bringing her to a shattering climax, her thighs gripping his head like a vice. By Aros, she was strong! Elaina's whole body quaked as she rode the pleasure to it's end, finally releasing Aran from his delightful prison. Emerging from the water, he remained between her legs and slid forward to embrace her.

She was a sight; her face and chest were flushed, her breasts heaving as she caught her breath. Her clear green eyes were steady though, and she gave him a beautiful smile, right before she attacked him. Her lips were on his in a flash, her arms around his neck and those wonderful tits pressed against his chest. They duelled with their tongues for a long moment, lost in each other.

Elaina pulled back, eyeing him hotly. "Sit on the step," she said in a smoky voice.

Aran did as he was told and sat on the smooth stone step that surrounded the inside of the bath. The step was high enough that his waist was almost clear of the water. Elaina approached him wearing a wicked smile. Aran watched hungrily as she raised her upper body out of the water and brought her spectacular breasts forward, pressing them into his groin. Licking her lips, she squeezed her tits together around his cock, making a delicious tunnel of creamy flesh, his cockhead only just protruding from the top of her cleavage. Elaina bent and sucked it into her mouth briefly, moaning wantonly.

She fixed those perfect green eyes on his. "Do you want to fuck my tits?"

Aran could only growl in reply as he started to buck his hips slowly, savouring the feeling of her smooth skin around his shaft and his hairless balls grazing her belly. He felt his Gift pulsing in time with Elaina's, expanding, growing, intensifying. For a brief second he thought he saw that white glow around her again, then it was gone.

"Oh, yes!" Elaina moaned. "Fuck my big tits! Fuck them hard with your big cock!"

Aran happily complied, thrusting harder into the jiggling cavern of breast flesh, hardly believing that the woman who had been his mentor for the past year could use such filthy language. Now more than ever, he wanted nothing more than to shoot his seed all over her massive melons.

As if reading his mind -- and she may very well have been; Aran had no idea how deep a Paladin's abilities ran - Elaina cried, "come for me, Aran! Come all over these big tits! Cover me in your come!"

Aran felt his Gift leap upward again, and suddenly he was at the brink. He erupted with a roar, a geyser of come firing forth, hitting Elaina's chin and dripping down onto her chest. His cock continued to spurt and Elaina changed strategy, moving back slightly and stroking him with her hand, deliberately aiming his spurts at her wet tits. Aran never imagined how delightfully dirty she could be.

His climax eventually came to an end, and he relaxed back against the side of the bath, catching his breath. "By Aros, Elaina, you truly know your way to a man's heart."

Elaina grinned. "Thank you, my love." She slid her wet body up to give him a long, relaxed kiss.

Aran's cock was pressed into her belly, still hard as diamond, of course. Not breaking the kiss, he grasped her waist and moved her up slightly, positioning himself at the entrance to her smooth pussy. He met her eyes as he pressed her back down, sliding easily into her hot depths.

Elaina moaned as she slid down his full length. Once he was all the way in, she began to grind slowly, rotating those ample hips as she looked down on him, eyes burning with lust.

She sat up straight, and he grasped a breast in each hand, fondling, hefting them, teasing and pinching her nipples. Water splashed softly around them as they fucked leisurely, in no hurry, just enjoying each other. They took turns building the energy in each other. Aran again practiced bringing Elaina to the edge and back, flirting with her climax.

They enjoyed this for a time, then Elaina showed him who was the more powerful. Still atop him, she placed her hands on his chest and smiled a truly evil smile. Her velvet pussy squeezed him wonderfully tight. She said one word: "Come."

Aran's entire body exploded. He screamed with pleasure, going temporarily insane. All of his feelings and sensations melded into pure ecstasy. Her smooth skin on his, her pussy wrapped around him, her breasts in his hands, the water lapping against them both, his cock spewing his seed inside her over and over again. Dimly he was aware of Elaina having an enormous climax of her own, her body tense, her hands clawing into his chest. It was not painful; even pain was pleasure right now.

Everything went black.


Eventually Aran's eyes opened. He was still in the bath, with the most beautiful woman in the world lying on top of him, apparently sleeping soundly. Still hard, and still buried inside her, he twitched his cock, and Elaina moaned softly, though her eyes remained closed.

"Are you OK?" He asked, wondering if he should be concerned.

"Mmm-hmm," she mumbled sleepily, snuggling her face into his neck.

Despite his hardness, Aran didn't feel a pressing need to fuck again, and Elaina was obviously in need of some recovery time, so he sat forward and stood, lifting her with him. He was surprised at how light she was, either that or he was stronger than he thought. She was not a big woman by any means, but solid, fit and strong, yet well-curved and comely. Elaina had said that the Gift, as it developed in him, would carry with it many benefits; perhaps enhanced physical strength was one such.

Holding her just like she was, with his hands under her bottom - not an unpleasant feeling - he carried her out of the bath house and upstairs to her bedroom, remaining inside her the whole way. Laying her down gently on her bed and pulling the covers over her, he noticed with surprise that they were both dry already, despite the fact they had not towelled off. The Gift again? He would have to ask Elaina when she awoke.

Satisfied she was comfortable, Aran quietly left the room, closing the door behind him.

With this still being his free day and Elaina soundly sleeping, he thought for a moment about what to do. His stomach made the decision for him, so he headed downstairs to the kitchen, deciding to remain naked. Throwing a quick meal together, he sat at the kitchen table to eat.

He had just picked the last crumbs of the plate when a strange sense brought his head up. Somehow, he knew someone was approaching the Chapel. What's more, he knew who it was.

The dark-wood front door opened inward just as Aran reached it, the golden sunburst of Aros glinting in the sunlight, and a pretty brunette standing on the doorstep.


"Aran!" She exclaimed, throwing herself at him.

Forgetting all about being naked, he met Jeira's embrace, wrapping arms around her and kissing her furiously. She moaned into his mouth, reaching behind herself to undo the buttons of her dress.

Aran's Gift pulsed inside him, filling him with energy. Despite his night and morning of sex with Elaina, he felt like he'd just had three days' rest. Unable to wait for Jeira to undress, he grasped the garment at the neckline and ripped hard, the fabric tearing easily in his strong hands.

"Oh, my!" Jeira said with a giggle as Aran deftly removed the ruined dress from her body.

"You look better naked," Aran growled into her ear.

Wrapping herself around him, Jeira began kissing and licking his neck while Aran moved them backwards, toward the small round table in the kitchen on which he had just had breakfast. With a grunt, he reached behind his lover with one hand and swept the plate and cutlery to the floor.

Jeira whispered in his ear, "are you going to fuck me on the table?"

"What do you think?" the young Paladin replied as he picked her up by the ass and placed her on the wooden surface, where she laid back and opened her legs, offering herself to him. Moisture was clearly visible on her pink nether lips as she ran her hands over her body, desire taking her over. She had a small patch of dark pubic hair above her womanhood, but the lips were smooth and hairless, calling to him.

"Oh, Aran, please fuck me!" Jeira whimpered. "I've been dying for you to fuck me again!" Her hips were writhing up and down in anticipation.

Aran needed no more invitation. He had intended to taste her pussy before fucking her, but he discarded that idea as soon as his cockhead touched her slick folds. He teased her, rubbing himself all over her lips. She was soaking wet.

Desperate, Jeira reached down to grab his cock and feed it to her hungry pussy. Aran firmly moved her hand away, wanting her mad for it before he gave it to her. Due to their strange connection, he could feel her lust raging as he deliberately tapped his cock on her love button.

Jeira sounded on the point of tears. "Please put it in! I need it so bad!"

Aran silently marvelled at what he was seeing. Had he had such great sex with this woman that now she desperately craved him? Or had his Gift somehow imprinted itself on her, changing her? Aran hoped it was just the great sex; he didn't like the idea of manipulating or controlling women. This thought made him pause; if it was the latter, he couldn't have sex with Jeira anymore and hope to keep a clear conscience.

Jeira must have sensed the sudden change in his mood. "What's wrong, Aran?"

"I don't think I can do this, Jeira," he said glumly.

"What? Why?" Jeira asked, sitting up to touch his face. "Did I do something?"

Suddenly Aran felt soft warmth pressing into his back, and two slim arms snaked around his torso to hold him tight. Elaina! And still naked, by the feel of the pillowy breasts on his skin.

"Hello, Jeira." Elaina's sultry voice caressed the brunette's name.

"Hello, Elaina," Jeira replied with a cheeky smile, leaning back on her hands, apparently unconcerned about Elaina's presence. She even stuck her chest out a little, proudly displaying her handful-sized breasts to the other woman, her pink nipples hard.

Aran was a little dumbstruck. He wanted to ask questions, but the words wouldn't form.

Elaina moved from behind him to stand at the table beside Jeira. Then, shockingly, she bent and kissed the raven-haired girl right on the mouth! The two nude beauties locked lips for long moments, moaning into each other's mouths.

Aran's lust came roaring back. His cock had half deflated, but now it was the epitome of tumescence. The women continued their torrid kiss, hands wandering, caressing, squeezing, fondling. Elaina's hand slid down Jeira's flat belly to her overexcited pussy. The buxom blonde began to rub Jeira's love button in little circles.

"You like it just like that, don't you." Elaina whispered into the younger woman's ear.

Jeira nodded, whimpering in reply.

Aran suddenly remembered why he had stopped himself before fucking Jeira. "Elaina, wait."

Elaina broke her kiss with Jeira and looked up at him. Her hand continued it's work, though, now sliding two fingers in and out of Jeira's slit. She studied him for a moment. "Ah," she said suddenly. "You are concerned that your power has fogged Jeira's mind, and she wants to fuck you so badly because you have some sort of control over her, am I right?"

Aran was convinced that Elaina could read his mind. "That is exactly what I'm worried about," he said honestly.

"Hmm," Elaina mused. "Well, it is true on some level."

Aran felt guilt rising up inside him. The last thing he wanted was to make people do things they didn't want to do.

"But on other levels, you are wrong." Elaina continued. The power that we have been granted by Aros is to do Aros' will. Aros believes in peace, love and pleasure. I've already told you that our power cannot be used to harm. The same goes for manipulation and control. What we do is... coax... the feelings that people already have inside them to the surface, so they can express themselves more fully."

Aran nodded thoughtfully. "So Jeira always wanted this deep down inside her?"

Elaina smiled, jerking her head toward Jeira. "Why don't you ask her?"

He looked to Jeira, who took a moment to answer, her voice a little shaky as she spoke. "Aran, I've always wanted to be able to express myself like this. I have restrained myself for the most part, except for times when my husband was around more. I've always been told it's not 'proper' for a woman to express lust and desire. You and Elaina have helped me to be open and free, and for that I love you both." She smiled a wonderful smile, happiness radiating from her, carrying through their connection.

He felt his guilt melting away. "Thank you for telling me, Jeira. You are a very special woman, and I love you, too." It was true, he did, with every fibre of his being. He loved Elaina, too. They were both special women.

With that, he stepped in and bent his body over Jeira's, kissing her with all the love he felt. She kissed him back, matching his passion.

Not surprisingly, Aran's manhood rose to attention. Elaina had removed her fingers from Jeira's pussy, and was now spreading the lips in preparation.

"Fuck her, Aran." Elaina said in a husky voice. "Fuck her like you fucked me in the bath this morning. Show her your desire for her."

Standing so close to Jeira, it was only a small push of his hips that buried him inside her. They both moaned as her warmth enveloped him. He began to fuck her with a steady pace, Jeira's pert breasts bouncing slightly with each thrust.

Elaina did not stand idle, instead leaning down and taking one of Jeira's tits in her mouth, sucking and licking the stiff, pink nipple, Jeira's moans increasing in volume as her pleasure built. Careful not to overdo it, Aran lightly nudged her with his Gift, taking her a little higher each time.

Between moans, Jeira managed a few words. "Get up here, Elaina, I need your pussy!"

Elaina happily complied, climbing on the table to straddle Jeira's head, facing Aran. Aran leaned forward and got a mouthful of Elaina's heavy breast, eliciting a delighted squeal from the gorgeous Paladin.

It didn't take much longer for the feel of Jeira's hot snatch, combined him with sucking on Elaina's breast, all while watching Jeira lapping at Elaina's pussy overwhelmed Aran completely. His balls tightened and he groaned at his impending climax. "I'm coming!" He roared.

Jeira screamed from underneath Elaina. "Come inside me! Fill me up!"

Aran began to empty himself inside the gorgeous brunette, his cock spasming wildly. Jeira too was convulsing tremulously as she came hard around his cock, her juices leaking onto the table. Soon after, Elaina also reached her peak, clutching her big tits and grinding her pussy onto Jeira's face, moaning in pleasure.

"Fuck that was good!" Jeira exclaimed between breaths.

"Mmmm, yeah," Elaina agreed.

The two beautiful women looked at Aran quizzically. "Good?" They both said in unison.

Aran put on a serious look. "It's too early to tell. I'll need the rest of the day to be sure." He withdrew from Jeira's pussy, resting it on her flat belly. He took a good look at Elaina, who had moved back slightly to free Jeira's face from between her thighs. His cock throbbed eagerly at the thought of fucking Elaina again.

The Gift raged in him, electrifying and powerful. Feeling like taking command, he addressed Elaina. "Get off the table and turn around."

Elaina obediently complied, moving to stand between Aran and Jeira. She pressed her round ass up against his cock, trapping it between her ample cheeks.

Growling, he grabbed a handful of her short blond hair and firmly but gently pressed her forward, over Jeira's body.

"Mmmm, I love it when you take control, Aran." Elaina said in a smoky voice.

"Shut up," Aran said firmly. "I'm going to fuck you now, and you're going to love it." He hadn't felt this aggressive toward her before, but his Gift guided him, telling him this is what she wanted.

Elaina whimpered, "please fuck me, Master. I've been a bad girl."

With his right hand, Aran lined his shaft up with her wet pussy lips. The other hand he kept in her hair as he pushed forward, burying himself balls deep in his mentor.

"OOoohhh, yes, Master!" Elaina cried. "Fuck my little pussy! Fuck it hard!"

Aran complied and began thrusting forcefully into her tight cunt. Over Elaina's head, he could see Jeira looking on, her fingers working frantically on her own pussy.

"That looks so good!" The dark-eyed beauty spurred them on. "Fuck her, Aran! Fuck her little cunt! Fill it up with your come!"

Aran pumped away hard, giving it everything he had, Elaina taking it all eagerly. Realising that Jeira was sitting right in front of Elaina's face, legs spread wide, he issued another command. "Eat Jeira's pussy, slut!" Shocked at his own words, he almost stopped, until he saw Elaina's reaction.

With a cry, Elaina buried her face between Jeira's thighs, lapping at the brunette's pussy with abandon while Aran continued to drill her from behind.

"Yes, Elaina!" Jeira cried. "Eat my juicy pussy! I want to feel your tongue inside me!"

Aran could feel Elaina was getting close, his Gift telling him that right now, she was loving being taken control of and told what to do.

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