Azalea's Cursed Pasties Ch. 08

For some time after, the two friends lay there on top of the inflatable pad, snuggling. After three consecutive orgasms each, though either of them could have kept going, they had at least reached a point of satiation, where they didn't feel the need to keep making love. Azalea lay her head down on top of Dakota's right shoulder as the rested from that incredible ordeal.

Though their position put a moderate amount of tension on their nipples, they kept mostly still enough that it didn't stimulate them too much. The fact that they had exhausted themselves so thoroughly in their struggles, and later lovemaking, also surely helped keep their hormones to a reasonable level.

Azalea woke up all of a sudden as she felt Dakota shift. She hadn't intended to even fall asleep, but apparently, she had. It was still broad daylight, but the sun was well on its way to the horizon by now. It was smart they had chosen a spot to lay the pad in relative shade, and fortunate that it was still shady, or Azalea's back would have been scorched. They hadn't reapplied sunscreen for hours. Since arriving at this otherworldly place, it had been the last thing on their minds.

As soon as she moved, she was made aware of the veritable puddle of sweat that had formed between them. Warm climates like this weren't exactly conducive to mid-day snuggling. Once Dakota's arm was freed, she flexed it and shook her hand.

"Oh, dear. This is going to hurt in a second or two. And there it is. Ow... ow..."

"Sorry, did I make your arm fall asleep?"

"Psh! No worse than I do to myself most mornings."

"Oh, lord, which one of us IS that?" Azalea complained as soon as she had taken a deep breath.

"Which one of us is what?"

"One or both of us is ripe!"

Dakota took a whiff, and scrunched up her nose.

"Pew! I'm sure it's both of us. We've been under the hot sun all day. We could use some of the water we brought to rub ourselves down. Not too much, though, because we need to save enough for our trip back."

"Oh, we have something better than that! There's a river less than a quarter of a kilometer from here. There's even a small waterfall! Want to go take a dip? It's maybe waist deep at most, and the current's pretty gentle."

Azalea decided she didn't need to explain the extra dangers of trying to swim in their current state. Shallow and gentle was all they could safely manage.

Dakota was taken with the idea, so Dakota grabbed a toiletry kit and some towels from her vehicle, and the two of them hobbled, chest to chest, away from the ruins and into the wilderness. It was more than a little awkward trying to hike through the jungle with the two girls stuck chest to chest, so Azalea soon offered to carry Dakota. It seemed to be the easiest way to go. Azalea clasped her hands underneath Dakota's butt, while Dakota wrapped her arms and legs around her.

"Are you sure we aren't going too far away from the temple?" Dakota asked, sounding not too particularly worried.

"I have no idea. The goddess never said where we were allowed to go, so she's welcome to stop us if we go too far."

"I have a feeling that might involve being yanked back by our tits."

"Do you want to stay closer to the temple?"

"No, keep going. I need this bad enough I'm willing to risk it. I think she knows we aren't planning to run away. All our stuff is still back there, along with my Jeep. Where are we going to go?"

So, they continued on. However, Azalea's arms got tired after not too long. Soon, she was having to readjust her grip every few seconds to keep her friends from slipping. She felt she could keep it up if she wanted to, but the soreness in her arms and shoulders told her that her muscles were being overworked.

Finally, when Azalea hefted Dakota in the air to retighten her grip, she slipped. She regained her grip too late, and Dakota's butt slid past her sweaty palms. Dakota managed to get her feet partly underneath her, but too late to prevent pulling hard on their magically adhered nipples. Dakota struggled to right herself for a second or two, before Azalea, being yanked forward by her tits, finally lost her balance and toppled forward on top of Dakota.

Once they had managed to find their way back to their feet, they decided to try walking the rest of the way. They held onto each other for support, and after a little trial and error, were able to come up with a routine. It was still somewhat awkward, but they were at least able to make consistent progress. This method also tugged on their nipples far more than when Azalea was carrying Dakota. It was unavoidable, though the three orgasms they had earlier seemed to have satisfied their urges for a little bit. It was stimulating and pleasurable, but not overwhelmingly so just yet.

After a few minutes, they could hear the splashing of water. They rounded a grove of trees, and in front of them was the river. It looked no more than ten meters across. The waterfall, maybe four or five meters tall, poured a ribbon of clear water gently into a pool slightly wider than the rest of the river. The sun, now lowering toward the horizon, created mesmerizingly beautiful rainbows in the mist it kicked up.

"Wow, this is amazing!" Dakota exclaimed. "I'd make that trip again just for this! Please tell me this isn't the last time we're going to come this way!"

"We'll see," was all Azalea answered.

The girls removed the rest of their clothes, which was a bit of a challenge. Their hiking boots and socks came off easily enough, however removing their shorts and underwear required some coordination. They unbuttoned, then had to bend down at the same time. Each of them moved their heads to the right so they could pass by each other without knocking together. This tugged on their tits more than a little, but once they had gotten their pants below their knees, they were able to stand up straight and simply step out of them.

"Shall we?" Dakota invited her. She put her hands behind her back and guided her toward the water, leading her by her nipples alone. Azalea couldn't help but snicker at how silly this was, as she was gently pulled along.

"Oh, that's cold!" Azalea cried as soon as her feet were in the water.

"It'll feel good in a minute, though," Dakota answered. "It's been sweltering all day."

Dakota continued to lead her into the water. She seemed unphased by the chill, though Azalea was having a hard time moving forward. Dakota tugged harder, though this only caused her to tug back, reflexively.

"Come on! It's easier if you go fast." Dakota encouraged her when they were up to mid-thigh.

"Hold on, let me get acclimated!"

"You will once you're in. You're just drawing it out if you go slowly. Here!"

Without warning, Dakota wrapped her arms around Azalea and pulled her down. They settled on their butts, with the water up to their shoulders in icy water.

"Cold! Cold, cold, cold!" Azalea screamed, as her breathing turned to short gasps. After a few seconds, her breathing had normalized.

"Just give it a second... wait for your capillaries to close up." Dakota was gasping as well, though she seemed less bothered by it, and more in control. All the same, she held her tight, trying to ward off as much of the cold as she could.

As promised, in a few seconds the icy chill started to lose its edge. Dakota let go of Azalea and pulled away from her, as far as their nipples would allow. That horrible chill washed over her front, anew, before vanishing. Now, only her shoulders felt the chill as the tiny ripples washed over her skin.

"You good?"

"Yeah, I think so. Still cold, but..."

"Just one more step. Ready to go under?"

"I don't know if..."

"Take a deep breath! Three... two..."

Azalea did as instructed, and sucked in a chest full of air a moment before Dakota counted one. Both at once, they plunged their heads underwater.

"Okay, okay, this isn't so bad!" Azalea cried as soon as they had come up for air, trying to convince herself more than her friend.

When they stood back up, there were goosebumps all over both of them, and their nipples were as hard as they had ever seen them. Their nipples seemed to have shrunk back to their normal size now. The swelling effect from the salve seemed to be wearing off, though the sensitivity was as still as strong as ever, as well as the magical bond.

They grabbed a few items from the river bank, then made their way to the waterfall. Thankfully, there was a rock outcropping that served as a decent shelf to set their items on. They got to work rinsing off. When it came to soaping themselves up, they found it was easier to put the soap on each other, which felt nice for other reasons as well. By the end of their bath, they were giggling and playing.

There was just one more order of business. Azalea reached for her things and produced her razor and some shaving cream.

"Sorry if this gets a little awkward, but I'm getting scruffy, and I need this bad!"

"Eh. I don't care. Who are you trying to impress, anyway?"

"Me. I don't like my pussy feeling like a scouring pad."

"You should look into getting lasered. I love it!"

"That sounds expensive. I have tuition to worry about."

"It's worth it. Here, feel me! Silky smooth... for LIFE!"

Azalea hesitated for a moment, feeling shy, but when Dakota guided her hand to her womanhood, she followed gladly.

"Oh, yeah, that's pretty nice," she said, almost trembling. She was breathing in short gasps again, but not from the cold anymore. In fact, she was starting to feel warm. It was the first time she had ever touched another woman's vulva.

It was interesting, noticing the different feel from her own. She had seen Dakota naked more times than she could count due to their line of work, but touching was another thing altogether! Dakota's outer lips were distinctly fuller and plumper, and when she squeezed them, they easily filled up her hand. It was like squeezing a stress ball.

"Careful!" Dakota whispered into her ear. "Your hand might get stuck to my pussy."

Azalea jerked her hand away and chortled! "I'm pretty sure it's just nipple to nipple, at least until the trial is done."

"We can ask the goddess. She might do it for us."

"Yeah right," she laughed, teasingly. "You can have her make your own hand get stuck to your pussy."

"But that's not as fun! Unless you want to see me like that..."

"No. That would block my access to it!"

"Oh, so if I wanted to tease you..."

"My god, girl! Aren't we stuck enough already for you?"

Azalea was starting to get horny again, and from the sound of her banter, so was Dakota. Smiling, Dakota pulled her chest back, playfully. Azalea couldn't help but sigh in pleasure. Dakota started swaying around, tugging Azalea's nipples along with her.

"Hold on, hold on..." Azalea cautioned her.

"I'm sorry!" Dakota apologized. "Shit, I totally forgot. You still want to try to get free of her, don't you?"

"Maybe. I haven't really decided yet. This is really fun, but..."

"That's fine. We'll try to resist, at least until you decide otherwise."

Once Azalea had finished shaving, they fetched their dirty clothes from the shore and washed them out under the waterfall. By the time they were all done, the sun had just started to disappear behind the horizon, though there was still enough warmth to warm them back up once they had toweled off. The worst of the heat was long gone for the day, so they were going to stay nice and clean for the rest of the evening.

They made it back to their camp wearing nothing but their hiking boots. Everything else was wet and cold, and the evening air was the perfect temperature for going around nude! Back at the camp, they fixed themselves an evening snack, then tidied up for the night.

Cleaning up and organizing their camp hardly helped them, because by the time they sat down on the pad to watch the sun set, they were getting uncontrollably horny again. Azalea tried to strike up conversation a couple of times as a distraction, but Dakota seemed unable to focus on much of anything, her hormones were so strong. Azalea was also having a hard time keeping her mind straight, which made being engaging even harder. It was hard to lead another when she could barely lead herself.

Neither girl could sit still for long, they were so restless. Dakota seemed to having the worse time of it. She was breathing in short gasps, occasionally letting out a whimper. She looked like she was almost in pain, her unsatisfied desires were so strong! Azalea got the sense that the only thing keeping her able to resist was the fact that her best friend in the world was relying on her.

Dakota was enduring all this for her! It made her feel more than a little guilty to think that. Azalea was on the brink, herself, thinking of how wonderful it would feel to give in and make love to Dakota right then. It was sad, actually, to think that if they won, they would never again be able to feel this overpowering desire and otherworldly pleasure. Would anything in life afterward even come close to this?

"Oh, what the hell!" Azalea said out of the blue, then leaned in for a kiss.

Dakota graciously accepted that kiss. she put her hands around Azalea's head and held her lips tightly against her own. Azalea, meanwhile, ran her hands down Dakota's sides, over her hips, and toward her inner thigh. She wanted another feel of Dakota's pussy. Dakota spread her thighs apart, invitingly opening the way.

Azalea moved her right hand in and started massaging the soft flesh of her friend's vulva. Dakota did the same to her. Immediately, she could feel the pleasure building. They were going to be reaching climax in record time!

"Pull it!" Dakota begged into Azalea's ear.

"Huh? Pull what, our boobs?"

"Pull on my pussy! Grab my lips and pull on them!"

"Anything for you!"

Azalea tightened her fist around Dakota's thick labia majora. She pulled, and found those supple folds of skin were amazingly stretchy!

"Harder! Pull harder!"

She clenched her fist tighter and pulled a little harder. As wet as Dakota was, it was hard to get a solid grip, but she managed.

"My pussy lips are tougher than that! Come on, Azzy, PULL!"

Azalea did as she was told and yanked. She pulled until Dakota's body twitched. Was that pain? Pleasure? Whatever it was, she seemed to have found her sweet spot, the perfect strength to pull at. Her lips started to slip from between her fingers, so she opened her hand to reestablish her grip, and yanked again. Dakota was clearly loving this, so she kept it up for a few minutes, though she had to keep reforming her grip every few seconds. Each time she released and tugged again, Dakota squirmed with pleasure. Interestingly, each time she yanked, Azalea felt a surge of arousal rush through her own body. Again, Dakota's pleasure was somehow being transmitted to her through the physical connection between them.

"Fuck yes! Oh my god, my pussy lips love to be pulled!"

"Is that why you were so intrigued by... the thing?"

"Yeah that's the... OHMYGOD... main reason. My pussy lips were built for this kind of punishment! But you can probably see they get kind of hard to hold onto after... Oh, FUCK YES! ...after... after I've been going a while. But if they got completely... hopelessly... stuck to something... then I wouldn't have to worry about them slipping out."

"Oh, Dakota, you naughty slut! You WOULD like that, wouldn't you?"

"Let you in on a secret..." Dakota gasped as Azalea kept doing her thing. "Don't tell anyone... This is how I usually masturbate... just tug and tug on my lips like this... until I... CUM!!! Is that a... weird way to... OH GOD!"

"Damn right it is! And that's fucking hot that you do that! You weird, sexy, naughty girl!"

Azalea yanked again, and Dakota was so overcome with pleasure that she forgot to keep masturbating Azalea. That was fine, she was just lost in the moment. Azalea straddled her thigh and started rubbing her pussy against her leg instead. As aroused as she was, that was about all the stimulation it was going to take. But just to make things even better, she leaned back to tug on their nipples. As she yanked on Dakota's pussy lips, she stretched their stuck tits between them, one yank after another! Their tits and Dakota's pussy lips, seemingly immune to damage or pain, stretched to incredible lengths, able to feel nothing but pleasure!

In a matter of seconds, both of them were climaxing so hard that Dakota collapsed backward onto the mat, pulling Azalea along with her. They rode out the rest of their orgasm there, writhing around on top of each other.

They didn't stop once it was done. They kept right on rubbing each other until they had worked out a second, and a third orgasm for each of them!

They took a breather after that. They lay there for a minute, just gasping and caressing each other. When they were ready, they worked themselves back to a sitting position. Immediately, Dakota pinched their joined nipples between her fingers and started playing with them.

"Up for another go? Or do you want to try to wind down now?"

"Screw it, let's keep going. This is to god damn fun!"

Dakota smiled playfully at her. She placed two fingers underneath her right nipple and Dakota's left, and lifted up. After she had stretched them upward a way, she licked the joined breasts, starting at her own, running her tongue up her own nipple, across to Azalea's, and finishing halfway up her breast. It practically made her purr!

Now it was her turn to play a little. She grabbed the other set of connected nipples, and, after a couple of failed attempts, managed to get them both in her mouth. Once she had closed her lips around them, one boob hanging out of each corner of her mouth, she started chewing and sucking on them. As she sucked away, she probed the conjoined nipples with her tongue. Her tongue's sense of touch seemed more lucid than her fingertips. Her state of arousal had heightened her sense of touch so much. Or had that also been the Goddess' doing, like so many other things? Her tongue could feel every bump, every cranny on their nipples. She could feel every subtle difference between their nipples, the size, firmness, even flavor.

The tip of her tongue probed the junction where her flesh touched and clung to Dakota's. She tried to push her tongue deeper into the crack, but the seam was knitted so tightly that it was impossible. Back and forth, the kept running her tongue over the junction, curious if she could feel any aspect of whatever force was holding them together. But that force was completely imperceptible. Except, of course, when they tried to pull their nipples apart.

Meanwhile, Dakota kept toying with the other set of nipples. She had one nipple pinched in either hand, as she pushed them together and pulled them apart repeatedly, watching in amusement as their nipples stretched and stretched, while the tips remained locked together.

Within minutes, they were both horny enough for another fuck. Azalea kept sucking on their nipples, but spared one hand to start rubbing Dakota's pussy, while Dakota did the same for her. In another few minutes, they were nearing climax again. Dakota got up to her knees, which forced the nipples out of Azalea's mouth with a slurp. When their tits were stretched out to a stimulating, but not a painful distance, she moved her chest around in a circle, tugging on their tits.

When she was done, she leaned in, kissed Azalea, then guided her onto her back. Dakota draped her right leg over Azalea's left hip, then worked her left knee under Azalea's right leg. Still gently tugging on their tits, she brought their pussies together. They couldn't get themselves far enough apart for a proper tribbing position, though rubbing the fatty mounds that covered their pubic bones together provided more than enough pleasure.