Arms of the Ocean Ch. 03

"Perhaps you have suffered enough, my Lady." Vyla released Telra's hands and slithered down her body until again she found herself positioned by the Neynas' dripping folds and girl-cum-splashed thighs. Vyla opened her mouth wide and plunged her tongue deep into the Lady's pussy, intruding so suddenly that her efforts were met with a cry of shock and delight.

As soon as Vyla had entered, Telra's folds began to convulse and her hips jumped and spasmed as an orgasm swept the Lady up in a surging glow of heat and ecstasy. Vyla had to clasp a hand over Telra's mouth to keep her from crying out too loudly. All the while she kept her tongue gyrating and beckoning around in the woman's chasm. Vyla even extended her tongue an inch or two so that it could almost reach the end of Telra's pussy.

At last the Lady began to cease her quivering and panting as the orgasm waned and she regained control of her senses. "Hah, that... ahh," she moaned, her stomach and breasts heaving with exertion. "Let me now..." Body still a little shaky, Telra strained against her bindings.

Vyla let the woman escape at last as she wondered where things would go. She soon found herself pressed beneath the Neynas' entire body and greeting her pussy from another angle as Telra lay atop her. Once they were both in position, Vyla felt a tongue upon her own folds. "What is this?" she asked as she resumed licking and driving into the Lady's depths.

"Some call it, mmm... Sixty nine."

"I see..." No such position existed among the Sirens. If ever both participants wanted a mouth to their pussy and a pussy to their mouth they had only to merge the two openings into one. So the Shaslings had found a method to compensate for an inability to change shape. Vyla had to admit, she was enjoying the result. Telra, though noticeably novice compared to some of the Siren PleasureSisters, seemed intent on taking great care to reward her lover for earlier.

The pair pressed against one another, writhing and grinding even as they licked, nibbled and sucked. Despite herself, Vyla eventually felt the burning sensations in her pussy creep towards a climax. Although she would have happily done otherwise, Vyla shifted most of the nerves out of the way of Telra's tongue in order to stave off orgasm for a while longer. She needed to focus here, not indulge herself. Besides, she could not let herself come at the mouth of such an inexperienced partner.

The seconds stretched by to the music of Telra's building cries. Her second orgasm crashed upon her as Vyla drew her tongue out and gingerly lashed away at the Lady's clit. Telra's legs shook and her own pleasuring of her partner ceased as the throes of ecstasy swept her away in a heart-pounding storm of delight.

Vyla pressed her fingers into the womans slit to keep up the work that her tongue had been performing. Meanwhile, as Telra continued to gasp and shudder, Vyla rolled her over and onto the floor, then sat atop so that their folds met and their legs crossed behind one another's backs. Vyla paused for a moment as she struggled to recall the name for this position in the common tongue. Something like 'Stance of the twin-blade knives'? That sounded about right

Telra caught on immediately after her senses had been regained and wasted no time in beginning to rub her pussy against Vyla's. As she did so, the Lady leaned forwards, bending over and proving herself to be quite flexible, to clasp her mouth over Vyla's left nipple.

"Ah, good girl," Vyla purred as she stroked Telra's hair and took in the thrill of invoking such great desire in her partner. "Don't hold back, my Lady, play with them all you wish."

Despite the moaning she made as Vyla ground her hips against her, Telra took up the offer and began pawing and playing with the other breast on offer. The hunger in the woman's eyes looked as if she were compensating for years of underindulgence by capitalizing on the great bounty on offer. Telra's lust was almost palpable and Vyla knew that she had awoken something exciting in the woman.

"Ah, so close," Vyla gasped and she flooded her pussy and breasts with nerves to make the statement true. She knew that such words would only drive Telra into a greater frenzy at the thought of making her skilled lover come.

The plan worked and Telra frantically pressed her hips to Vyla's. At the same time she pinched one nipple between her fingers and drove her tongue into the other. With her flesh in those places so much more sensitive, Vyla came immediately and struggled to stifle the cry that ensued. She fought back the rippling of her skin, managing to confine it internally, and instead spasmed as a Shasling would.

Once the searing glow of her orgasm had died down enough to move, Vyla disentangled herself from her partner and thrust several fingers into Telra's womanhood. The Lady gasped and bucked against the intruding digits. Vyla grinned with the plan she now had. Their coupling had been enjoyable but the time had come for it to draw to a close. Yet she desired rest and that meant first putting Telra to sleep, though perhaps in a kinder way than she had done to Ronav.

Knowing that the Lady wouldn't remember clearly enough when she woke, Vyla changed her fingers in such a way that they moved more like the tentacles of an octopus than appendages with bone. She twisted and gyrated in and around Telra's gushing folds, caressing the walls and even teasing and tantalizing the lips.

"Ha, wha— how are you... oh, by Ka!" Telra cried. "Do not— do not stop."

Vyla had no intention of doing so. She fingered, ploughed and drilled her lover's chasm, briefly pausing to clasp a hand over Telra's mouth, until a long, muffled cry heralded the most powerful orgasm that the woman had ever experienced. Her fingers curled, arms and legs flailed and Vyla had to dive in and hold Telra down to keep her from gaining any bruises in the experience.

As the cataclysmic climax drew on through Telra's body, her eyes began to roll back and her consciousness slowly faded. Seconds later she passed out completely beneath the overwhelming sensations that wracked her brain.

Once Vyla felt certain that Telra was well and truly under, she slipped free of her disguise and slowly liquefied until she lay in a puddle of sorts at her partner's side. She planned to rest like this for a while, all shape shifting muscles totally relaxed. Who knew what fun the hours ahead might bring. Vyla wanted to be fresh and ready for it.

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The treetops of the forest that lined the road down which Ronav found himself carried allowed thin glints of sunlight to filter through and give the land a warm, spring tint. He watched the scenery as it trickled by. Trees, rock faces and boulders, more trees and their fallen comrades. Mostly his mind drifted to whatever might be happening inside the carriage.Could he chance a peek? Probably not. The driver, though not particularly perceptive, as Ronav had decided, would notice such an obvious attempt easily. Besides, there were the footmen behind and in front of the carriage who looked out as well. Too bad.

A muffled gasp touched the cusp of Ronav's hearing and he perked up. "What was that?" he asked to nobody in particular.

"Mrnh," the driver grunted and he gave a crack of the reigns as if to better pronounce his reply.

Ronav looked at the man a moment. "Yeah... probably," he muttered and went back to imagining.