Danica Pt. 02

She let him free, and he immediately fell forward, catching himself on his arms. He leaned over the bed, panting for breath, his elbows wobbling.

Danica rolled over and slid to the head of the bed, spreading her legs wide, and teasing her aching need with her fingertip. "Come taste me. I need your lips on me. I need to feel your tongue inside me."

The apprentice caught his breath, and crawled onto the bed toward her. He slipped his head between Danica's legs and snaked his tongue out as soon as he reached her.

Danica moaned long and loud as his tongue touched her. He showed some skill as he lapped and teased her, drawing more moans and exclamations of pleasure from her. Danica looked down at him, licking her lips and smiling when he looked up into her eyes to see the building ecstasy there.

Danica was getting close now and gasped out, "Do it. Lick me. Suck me. Make me come! Do it!"

The young man increased his efforts, licking her faster, spending more time on her sensitive, swollen clit. He slid two fingers inside her, and started to pump them in and out, as his tongue danced over her.

Danica felt her building pleasure draw ever closer to the edge. Just as she was about to teeter over, she tightened her legs around him and twined her fingers in his hair, holding his face tight against her sex. She pushed when her orgasm hit her, and flooded his face with a geyser of her woman cum.

She continued to hold him tight against her as she bucked through her orgasm -- only relaxing a little, as she started to come down. When he was able to move his head, he looked up at her and exclaimed, "That was incredible."

Danica shuddered through an aftershock, and then pushed down on his face, sensually growling, "More," with a lusty playfulness.

He complied readily, although his tongue was a little slower this time from the extended use. He brought her to another squirting orgasm only moments later, and it was followed by a series of multiples that finally bucked his mouth away from her, as her body quaked and contorted in pleasure.

When at last she came back to earth, Danica laid him down. "I want that cock hard. I need it inside me," she teased, and started lapping at his flaccid cock. Sucking it into her mouth after a few moments of teasing licks -- she ran her fingers in a feather-light caress over his balls.

When he started to get hard, she stroked him with her hand while she sucked him. She then slid down and rimmed the iris of his ass, while she continued to stroke his shaft. He swelled rapidly in her hand, as he gasped his pleasure.

As soon as he was fully hard, Danica rose above him and impaled herself on his throbbing erection. She rode him hard, slamming her ass down against him and crying out in ecstasy. She alternated slamming up and down on his cock with grinding her pussy on him in relentless fashion.

When she reached the point of no return, Danica slammed down on him one last time and came hard -- squeezing his cock tightly inside of her. She fell forward, gasping for breath, when the shockwaves passed, then kissed him passionately as she continued to let loose gasps and moans. He drew a nipple into his mouth and sucked it for a few moments, until Danica straightened, and started riding him again.

She fucked herself to another powerful orgasm on his stiff member, letting him slip free from her rhythmically clenching depths afterward, to shudder from the aftershocks. When she had recovered enough to force her body to move, she got on her hands and knees in front of him. "Take me and fill me up!"

The young man got up and mounted her, gripping her hips tight as he pressed inside her. He slammed into her hard and fast, venting his anxious desire. She could feel and hear his balls slapping against her with every stroke.

Danica moaned and gasped encouragement to him as he stroked her pussy so well. Her fingers danced over her clit, building the fires within her even hotter. They both reached their peaks together, exploding in a rocking orgasm that nearly took them both off the bed. They collapsed, still joined, to the bed and gasped for breath while their shared pleasure continued to assail them. Sweat glistened all over both their bodies from the intensity of their lovemaking.

Finally, the young apprentice pulled from her with a gasp, and fell heavily to the bed. He was sound asleep only moments later. Danica rose after a short while when the young man began to snore loudly. She noticed the red tinge on the covers and on the now flaccid cock next to her, and realized she was not quite as done with her period as she had thought.

She cleaned up with a cloth dipped in the washbasin, slid a cotton plug inside her, and then dressed. Stepping outside once more, Danica continued to explore the place, although her knees were a little wobbly for a while after she left the snoring apprentice. She passed what were obviously common baths at about the time her legs started to feel as though they could support her without wavering again. Though there were open portals leading into the rooms, there appeared to be two baths, one for men and one for women.

She passed a guard barracks shortly thereafter. Danica thought she caught a glimpse of at least one man she recognized, and it was obvious from some of the lewd comments she heard coming from the barracks that she had certainly been recognized.

She was sated for now, and passed the barracks by. As she continued walking, she saw laboratories, a smaller library, private chambers, another common hall, and then finally arrived back in the hallway that led to her room.

Danica realized it was nearly mealtime when her stomach started growling, and so she returned to her room. As she expected, food was waiting for her. She ate, and then bathed. Once she had dried her body after the bath, she lay down on the bed and started to read a book she had taken from the smaller library. Night fell as she read, and she soon fell asleep.

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Danica awoke the next morning to find her latest cotton plug was barely spotted, and what was there was obviously from shortly after her bath. She decided to risk going without, avoiding the uncomfortable process of inserting it within her. She took a pair with her as she left the room, however.

Danica returned the book she had taken the night before to its place, and then made her way to the larger library. She had been intrigued by the text, a volume on magical item creation, and hoped to find a more extensive volume mentioned often in the book she had just read.

Danica smiled when she quickly located the text, thanks to the library's well-organized shelves. She sat down at a desk and began to read.

It was the most detailed and easy to understand text on magical item creation she had ever imagined. It explained the creation of many common magic items systematically, listing common errors and their sometimes-disastrous results. It then went farther to detail steps that would aid a mage in the creation of original magic items.

Danica was so absorbed in the book that she barely noticed the men who sat down at the table and tried to strike up conversations with her. She said a few curt words to a couple of the more persistent ones, but little more. She didn't even really notice what any of them looked like, though at least two had been strikingly handsome and charming.

Danica turned the last page of the large book, and sat back to rub her eyes. It was only when she went back out into the hall that she realized how long she had been reading. She could see through the windows that it was well into the night.

The thought suddenly occurred to Danica that she had not felt the lust come over her that day. She hadn't even masturbated when she awoke that morning. It brought a smile to her face, and made her feel proud of herself for resisting the strange new urges within her. Apparently, the study of the Art was a stronger need than the baser need of her body.

Danica was passing the baths, and she came to a sudden halt when she caught just the faintest hint of a moan coming from the female bath.

Danica went through the open portal, and peeked around the corner. Her eyes opened wide as she saw a young woman in the baths who was just barely to full, ripe womanhood. Blonde hair floated in a halo around her, and her large, firm breasts stuck up from the water like two islands. One hand supported her by holding onto the edge of the pool in the shallow area where she lay, and Danica could see the stirring of the water where the other hand moved rapidly between the young woman's legs, beneath the steaming waters.

Danica shuddered with the gorgeous girl as she reached her peak, letting out a quiet gasp that was more of a long, slow exhale. Danica's eyes were locked on the blonde vision, as she floated in the water quivering and running her hands over her breasts.

Danica was moving before she had even decided to do so. The woman in the water pulled her hands away from her breasts as Danica entered. Danica did her best to look as if she had seen nothing.

Danica smiled brightly, "I see I am not the only one who thought to take a late bath without so much jostling. How is the water, if you don't mind me joining you?" she asked.

"It's perfect," the blonde replied with a smile, apparently warming to Danica's friendly advance. "Please, do come in. I was about to leave, but I think I will stay for a while and chat."

Danica smiled even wider, and disrobed. The young woman pretended to be relaxing in the water, but Danica caught the blonde sneaking peeks of her body as she shed her clothing, and eased down into the pool of water. As she drew near, Danica swore the water felt warmer, the closer she got to the blonde woman -- almost too hot. After a few moments, the sensation of heat seemed to melt away, and Danica didn't pay it much mind.

They chatted about little things. Things only two women would understand. All the while Danica caught the blonde girl eyeing her body, whenever she thought Danica's eyes were elsewhere.

Danica carefully steered the subject to sex. She also slowly slid closer to this beautiful girl, just barely a woman, who was building a bonfire of desire within Danica.

"Nonsense," Danica protested as a familiar subject in such womanly conversation came up. "You don't need to starve yourself. You have a beautiful body Andrea. I think I have a rather unfettered view Dear," she said with a laugh, which Andrea echoed.

Danica continued, "Your ass, which you think is so huge, is perfectly proportioned with your breasts." She then slapped her hand against the girl's taut, shapely bottom beneath the water and explained, "You would look ridiculous with such big boobs and no ass, Dear."

"Maybe you're right," Andrea responded with a smile.

"I know I'm right," Danica laughed. She then stood up and showed off her dripping body. "Look at me, I'm in the same boat -- and have been for years. I'm proud of my body, and I've not had a complaint about it yet."

Andrea was indeed looking at her body, and she was not doing such a good job of hiding the curiosity -- mixed with lust -- that was in her eyes any longer.

Danica sat back down in the water, moved closer to the blonde woman, and asked, "Have you ever been with another woman?"

Andrea's face instantly turned bright red, and she replied, "No." The tone of her voice plainly revealed it was not a situation that had never entered her mind.

Danica reached out and ran her hand over Andrea's arm, "A woman can make another woman feel so good. She knows her body, and she knows her partner's." Danica was surprised by her own words as she spoke so knowledgably about an act she had only engaged in for the first time not so long ago. She was even more surprised that she was doing her best to seduce Andrea into her first liaison with another woman.

Danica continued to caress the blonde's arm as she spoke, "It is something I cannot imagine having never done, now that I have experienced it."

Andrea shuddered from Danica's touch as she listened, her eyes locked into Danica's. On impulse, Danica leaned in close and kissed the blonde's full lips. The action seemed to break a dam within Andrea, who returned the kiss passionately, her hands caressing Danica's back.

As they broke from the kiss, Danica looked deep into Andrea's beautiful blue eyes. Danica moved her hands downward and slid her fingertips across the blonde's tummy, and then along her ribs to her back. Andrea's mouth opened in a silent gasp of pleasure, her hands sliding farther up Danica's back to trace the line of her neck.

Danica shuddered and stroked her hands slowly down the other woman's back, her fingertips just brushing Andrea's shapely bottom in their journey to the other woman's hips. Andrea's hands moved of their own violation back down Danica's neck, and along the older woman's caressing arms. As Andrea's hands reached Danica's wrists, Danica dropped her hands to Andrea's rear and squeezed slightly, with a moan. Andrea echoed her moan and laid her head back for a moment, as she shivered from Danica's hands on her. The slight arching of Andrea's back brought the two women's breasts into contact, their nipples just rubbing against each other. Both women gasped and Andrea's head snapped back up, to look into Danica's eyes once again.

Danica guided Andrea backward onto the long steps beneath the water, until the blonde was lying back with only her legs in the warm water. Andrea's face held a mixture of embarrassment, fear, curiosity, and need. Danica settled to her knees in front of Andrea, still looking into her eyes, and traced the other woman's hips with her fingertips. Danica's hands continued their journey down the other woman's thighs until they reached her knees. Once there, Danica's hands curled and went between Andrea's knees. Danica applied gentle pressure to part Andrea's legs, causing the young woman to gasp.

Danica lowered down between the girl's legs, her hands moving in a light caress over Andrea's inner thighs. When Danica's hands reached the soft crease where Andrea's thighs met her hips, she saw Andrea's nether lips contract and quiver. Andrea's inner lips only barely showed between the outer, the hair around them very short, almost invisible -- and soft as down. Andrea's lips were a perfect pink color, and barely concealed her opening. Danica looked up into Andrea's eyes, and then lowered her head to the blonde's beautiful, perfect pussy.

Danica's tongue reached out and ran in a slow swipe up the length of Andrea's parted lips. Andrea gasped quietly, and then moaned as Danica's tongue pressed between her folds, teasing once again up and down them, slowly working deeper past gently yielding labia.

Danica's head was reeling from Andrea's incredibly sweet taste. Granted, she had not tasted that many women, but the sweetness of this girl's juices was making her head swim. She probed deep, seeking the pools of wetness deep within, moaning with Andrea as she did so.

"It feels so good," Andrea cooed, and caressed Danica's shoulders.

Danica responded with a satisfied moan, and then whispered, "You taste so sweet -- so sweet. I want you to come for me. I want to taste it when you come."

Andrea gasped upon hearing the words -- and then gasped louder, as Danica's tongue flicked upward and teased her clit with just the tip. Danica circled the tip of her tongue around Andrea's clit and hood several times, and then dived deep inside the blonde's canal again for another taste of the gathering wetness. Danica then sucked at Andrea's labia, pulling them outward between her lips for a moment before pushing her tongue deep inside again to lap all over Andrea's walls.

Andrea responded to Danica's probing tongue. The blonde's breathing got faster, and she rocked her hips as Danica lapped her. Andrea was still being very quiet, but her moans were coming much quicker. Danica suckled the young woman's hood between her lips, slid out her tongue between them, and then shook her head back and forth. She started slowly, and then increased the pace slightly. All the while Andrea stared down with aroused fascination at Danica's mouth on her, looking into her eyes, and connecting with the older woman on a deep, emotional level.

Danica lifted Andrea's hood, and then attacked her clit with gusto. The tip of her tongue flickered over it rapidly, drawing a choked-off yelp from Andrea. As she kept up the quick brushes of her tongue, Andrea began to breathe hard, each exhale a blast -- each inhale a gasp.

Danica sucked Andrea's throbbing bud between her lips. Her tongue continued to flick over it as she massaged it with her lips, keeping on the strong suction. She felt Andrea's hands rest on the back of her head, and the blonde thrust her hips upward -- grinding her sex into Danica's eager mouth. Danica knew the young woman was close, and increased her efforts, needing to taste the sweet flow of Andrea's juices as she came.

With a gasped yelp, Andrea came. Her hands pulled Danica's face tight against her -- her hips lifting at the same time. Her legs tightened around Danica's body. Danica kept lapping and probing, as she rode the bucking girl's hips through a series of powerful ecstatic spikes.

At last, she slowed her assault and let the girl slowly settle to earth. With a final gentle kiss on her hood, Danica pulled her head up from between Andrea's legs and moved up beside her. Once again, Danica swore that the water -- even the air around them -- was warmer. She dismissed it, deciding it was a symptom of her excitement about what she hoped was to come next.

"Now, do it for me. Put your mouth on me and make me come like I did for you, please," Danica pleaded.

"I don't know how," Andrea responded quietly.

Danica leaned over and pressed her lips against Andrea's, and then whispered huskily to her, "You know what makes your sweet pussy feel good when you play with it. I saw you doing it before I came in. Just use your lips and tongue, and make me feel good. Make me come." She then kissed the blonde again.

Andrea moved between Danica's legs as soon as they broke from the kiss. She just barely touched Danica with the tip of her tongue at first, and Danica shuddered as this gorgeous girl touched another woman with her mouth for the first time.

Andrea was a little awkward at first, but she eventually slipped her tongue between Danica's folds, and into her depths. A surprised and satisfied moan came from her as she got her first taste of Danica's nectar.

Danica let out a loud gasp and shuddered, as the blonde woman's lips and tongue explored her. As Andrea got a good taste, it awakened her desire, and pushed back her fears and embarrassment. She hungrily lapped at Danica's walls, and then pulled back to suck Danica's labia, as Danica had done for her. Danica's thick, full labia filled Andrea's mouth, and on impulse, Andrea wiggled her tongue over them as she sucked. Danica let out a surprised little yelping moan, which deepened into a purr after a moment.

Andrea followed the lead Danica had set, exploring Danica with her lips and tongue, and then started to improvise. She stabbed her tongue in low and deep, and then straight up. She was trying to hit that special spot within Danica that she had discovered within her own self while masturbating, and though her tongue wasn't long enough, she certainly gave it a good try.

She sucked on Danica's throbbing clit, and flicked her tongue over it. Two of her fingers slid into Danica's depths. After a few strokes, she bent them upwards and started rubbing the spot she had been trying to get to with her tongue earlier.

Danica climbed toward release, and her hands twined in the girl's blonde hair. Andrea was sucking her clit hard, and rolling it with her tongue at the same time, all the while she rubbed hard and quick on the little bundle of nerves behind Danica's mound.