Isabella Awakening Ch. 07

"Poor Gabrielle," said Jax as the two women rose and made their way to the entrance, "Never the main course; always the hor 'dourve."

Gabrielle paused at the doorway and was about to shoot back a response but Isabella held fast to her hand and dragged her out onto the portico before she could speak. They could hear Jax and Thomas laughing behind them.

Isabella immediately distracted her with "Is Jax a political adviser, then?"

Regaining her composure and her smile, Gabrielle kissed Isabella's cheek and said, "Yes, to the Bey and to the Order. Her specialty is southern Mediterranean affairs and she is one of the best intelligence agents this side of the Mediterranean. But, please, don't tell her I said that." She giggled and they started to run across the plaza, their light robes flowing and rising up behind them.

Up the stairs and down the corridor they continued running, eager to be in each other's arms. Isabella's door was not locked and they burst inside and immediately shed their robes onto the floor and locked mouths. Their hands explored each other's curves and they writhed as they found breasts and bottoms. They moved to the bed, crab fashion, not wanting to part. Eventually, they toppled sideways and entwined their limbs, leaving sufficient access for hands to stroke and probe between their legs. Isabella thought Gabrielle's breasts to be beautiful and she told her so with words and the caresses of her fingers and her tongue. Gabrielle admired Isabella's tummy and the smooth hairlessness of her mound and pussy, stoking them and purring her appreciation. Gabriella's lips were also bare but she had left a small patch of dark hair above it, a triangle pointing to her clitoris, which Isabella now found with the heel of her hand. "I want to eat you," said Isabella, sliding down Gabrielle's body. Nuzzling her breasts and laying a trail of soft kisses down her tummy, Isabella's mouth felt the damp heat rising from Gabrielle's cunt. Her tongue found the little hood of Gabrielle's swollen clit and traced a wet circle around and around it, finally laying her flat tongue directly over it and applying steadily increasing pulsating pressure as she licked. Meanwhile her fingers danced and rubbed the outer lips, picking up moisture as they traveled back and forth. Isabella's middle finger gently stoked below the opening and slid into the warm silky hole as Gabrielle let out a long sigh. Her mouth then sought the moisture, licking, sucking and playing along the length of Gabrielle's pussy. Tongue replaced finger and Isabella opened her mouth wide to suck the whole glorious cunt inside her mouth. Gabrielle was moaning now, rubbing her hard nipples with one hand and Isabella's head with the other. As Isabella began lapping vigorously, Gabrielle pushed her head into her cunt harder and harder. Her ass was bouncing now and Isabella had to grasp her thighs to keep her attached to her mouth. Gabriel did not restrain herself as she humped and ground her cunt into Isabella's beautiful face. She was almost crying with pleasure as she started to come, rotating her hips and holding the back of Isabella's head. Suddenly she threw her head back and opened her legs wide. A stream of liquid filled Isabella's mouth, and as she swallowed, another soaked her face. Gabrielle used a hand to rub her mound and mewed softly as the pulsing became shallower and her squirting subsided. She opened her eyes and looked down at Isabella's wet smiling face between her thighs.

"You taste wonderful!" said Isabella. "You are like...like...cinnamon!"

"And you, my lovely, have one of the most talented tongues I have ever known. Come to me."

Isabella crawled her way back up Gabrielle's body and straddled her thighs as they resumed the kiss they had started before Isabella's mouth found other pleasures. Gabrielle felt Isabella's wetness and stroked her gently.

"How long have been licking cunt, Isabella?" whispered Gabrielle.

"Yours is only my second," she said.

"Then you surely are one of us". Gabrielle parted Isabella's lips with her fingers and plunged two fingers deep inside. "Now, open wide for the doctor," she said. Isabella rolled off her and opened her thighs as Gabrielle licked and sucked her nipples and fucked her slowly with her hand. Gabrielle was gentle and spoke quietly to Isabella as her fingers worked their magic on the inner walls while her thumb made circles over her clit and worked her lips with a delicate, knowing touch. Isabella arched her back and closed her eyes, and, not missing a stroke, Gabrielle rose and knelt between her legs. She raised one leg with her free hand and dipped her shoulder under the other knee. Rising and leaning forward, she opened Isabella further and pumped her fingers faster and deeper. Her little finger found Isabella's slick asshole and she gradually allowed it to enter a little further with each thrust of her hand. "Let it come now, my darling," she said and Isabella heaved and shook as a powerful force rocked her from deep inside. Her orgasm had welled up like a giant wave, irresistible, almost terrifying, but oh so welcome as it broke and crashed, washing through her body and mind with each clench and release of the muscles of her abdomen and cunt. She had flung her arms wide and tossed her head and moaned from somewhere deep as she came. Gabrielle sat in silent admiration. Even after several minutes, and Isabella's bodily convulsions had ceased, she was still breathing hard and her cunt still pulsed and gripped on Gabrielle's hand. The smile of complete contentment on Isabella's face made Gabrielle start to giggle.

Isabella too, started to laugh. She moaned again as Gabrielle lowered her legs, removed her fingers and licked up the juices surrounding Isabella's still hot, open cunt.

"That was wonderful!" sighed Isabella. "I think I could become addicted to this."

"Oh, don't say that!" said Gabrielle in mock horror. "Thomas would kill me if he thought I had turned you!"

"He need not fear that, my darling," replied Isabella seriously. "I could never forsake a good cock. But both is nice!" She laughed again, pressing a hand on her mound and extracting a final tiny spasm. "Now, Gabrielle, do you think it would be...inappropriate... for me to introduce you to Keira's Horn?"

"Oh no! Not at all inappropriate," said Gabrielle excitedly. Still kneeling on the bed, she started to bounce, like a little girl promised a new doll. "Would you let me ... hold it? Please?" she asked, almost pleadingly.

"Oh?" teased Isabella, "is that all you want? Pity. I was going to suggest I fuck your cunt with it. But if you just want to hold it, I guess, I could..."

"Get it! Just get it!" cried Gabrielle, thumping the bedclothes with both fists.

Isabella rose and giggled. She straightened her hair and walked casually to the dresser. "Would you like me to get you something to drink first?" she asked

"Isabella! Don't tease me! Please get the horn." Gabrielle was becoming distraught, but still giggled.

"Now, where did I put it?" said Isabella to herself as she made a display of rummaging through the items in the drawer.

Gabrielle made a sound like Aghhhh! And collapsed backward onto the bed, kicking her legs in the air in frustration.

"Oh, here it is!" said Isabella, holding up the chamois wrapped dildo.

Isabella jumped back onto the bed and unwrapped the sacred toy, handing it to Gabrielle who now sat cross-legged and reverently accepted it in both hands. She made a silent "oh" as she felt the weight and examined its beautiful spirals and scrollwork. She delicately ran a finger from tip to base and then turned it, as if reading the finely engraved blue characters along one spiral.

"Oh, Isabella! It is as beautiful as I thought it would be, more so indeed. To think that this was Keira's! The Horn of Joy!" Gabrielle lifted the horn to her mouth and gently placed its tip between her lips. She closed her eyes and sat motionless for a minute or more. "Oh, my darling," she said. "Did Thomas tell you that there is a legend that it is the horn of a unicorn?" Isabella shook her head.

"Some say that Keira seduced the unicorn, others that it simply came to her one night and offered its horn in exchange for her secret of divine powers," Gabrielle spoke without taking her eyes from the horn, continuing to turn and examine its fine detail. "Of course, Keira would stand for no such mythologizing. She was quite clear that the whale horn was given to her by a grateful Russian lover and that she herself had it fashioned, based on a dream she had and her own detailed understanding of anatomy." Gabrielle finally turned her eyes to Isabella. "I am sure that Keira would have thought you a most suitable guardian of her horn, Isabella," said Gabrielle seriously. "But she would have wanted it back of course, the horny wench!" They both laughed again.

"Well," said Isabella finally, "are you going to use it or just sit there like a dazed pauper with a new schilling?"

Gabrielle handed the horn to Isabella and lay back, opening her legs and placing a pillow beneath the small of her back. "You do it for me," she said. Isabella could see that her cunt was already wet and opening.

Isabella knelt beside her hips and placed the horn in her own mouth, lubricating the first few inches. She placed it gently against Gabrielle's pussy, letting it move slowly along the open slit and nudge her clit with the very tip. Gabrielle shuddered and sighed. Moving back down, Isabella rested the tip against Gabrielle's opening and raised the thicker end to align it with the passage inside. Then gently and slowly, Isabella let the horn enter her friend, half an inch at a time, in and out, coating it thoroughly with Gabrielle's juices. Her free hand put gentle pressure on Gabrielle's lower abdomen, keeping her from humping and grinding herself onto the whalebone cock. Gabrielle moaned as Isabella gradually introduced the full eight inches of spiraled ivory into her cunt. Holding the swollen base against Gabrielle now, Isabella applied slight downward pressure, levering the tip, now deep inside Gabrielle, into the sensitive tissues of her upper passage. Isabella knew by long association, and by her instinct, how the horn worked its magic inside a woman's womb. Gabrielle's cunt was already squeezing the shaft and Isabella let it slide slowly out until once more the tip rested just inside. She then placed her palm flat against the base and pushed it in, knowing how the raised spirals on the surface of the dildo would twist the shaft as it entered the tunnel of Gabrielle's warm soft flesh. Gabrielle gasped and moaned as Isabella pushed and released the horn, backwards and forwards, sometimes allowing it freedom to twist right around and at others interrupting its turning by gripping the base in her hand and forcing its smooth ridges over the pulsating flesh within.

Gabrielle had lost all connection with this world and Isabella pushed and pulled the horn with increasing speed and force. She repositioned herself, now keeling low between Gabrielle's bent and outstretched legs and supporting her own upper body on her elbows. She used quick, forceful movements of her lower arms and wrist to propel the horn in and out, occasionally thrusting hard and down on the base or rotating it against its natural spiral to increase the sensation on the flesh between Gabrielle's passage and her tummy. Isabella was about to plunge a wetted finger into Gabrielle's anus, when her partner yelped and a spurt of clear liquid splashed across Isabella's neck and shoulders.

"Yes, Gabrielle, yes," said Isabella, thrusting even quicker and harder.

"Ohhhhh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" screamed Gabrielle, her whole body shaking and grinding as spasm after glorious spasm shook her to the core. Isabella did not cease pumping the horn into her and Gabrielle's release rose higher and higher, gripping her stomach muscles and almost sitting upright, a grimace of unbearable pleasure across her face. Isabella pushed her down and lifted her own head and bottom while she slowed the pace of her thrusts and started to bring Gabrielle down.

It was at that point that Isabella felt something touch her thigh and she turned her head quickly. It was Thomas, naked, his cock rigid and touching her leg. He stood transfixed at the sight of Gabrielle, still shaking and her eyes closed tight. He then looked at Isabella with a mix of wonder, appreciation and intense carnal desire. He put his hands to her hips and guided the full length of his cock into her with a single movement. Isabella responded with a sighed "yes" and he began to pump her. No gentleness was needed or wanted. He simultaneously pulled her onto him and thrust into her with great force, slapping his body against her rump before pulling back and repeating the movement over and over again, grunting and crying out her name as he did. Isabella had abandoned the dildo in Gabrielle who opened her eyes to see her friends fucking like wild horses in front of her.

Isabella was vocal, yelling a defiant, "Yes!" with each thrust of Thomas's cock into her burning cunt. Thomas threw his head back and let his body take control, his movements in perfect timing with Isabella's. She felt his cock expand inside her and he shook, paused his rhythm and suddenly pulled out of her. She turned quickly to receive him, but he surprised her by pushing her down onto her back and, taking an ankle firmly in each hand, simultaneously spreading her legs wide and thrusting his cock into her again. No pause. He fucked her as hard as ever. She responded with violent thrusts of her own.

Gabrielle by this time had recovered from her own ecstasy long enough to come to her friend's aid. Moving so that she was sitting directly behind Isabella's head, she gently lifted her upper torso so that she lay supported by Gabriel's body. Isabella opened her eyes and looked at Gabrielle. No words would form, but she thought she might have managed to smile as her lower body was consumed by a fire generated by the speed and power of Thomas's cock thrusting deep into her cunt. In and out, to the hilt, over and over again. Gabrielle's hands held and caressed Isabella's breasts and her mouth sought the soft nape of her neck. Isabella could feel Thomas's balls slapping her ass as he fucked her more wildly still. Their release came suddenly, violently and together.

Thomas's face was red and contorted as he arched his back one final time and drove his cock deeply as it spurted forth its seed. Isabella felt the compressed fire in her womb and let it go the instant she felt his first shuddering contraction. She screamed again and left her body, allowing it to writhe and flail as she floated high over the scene of three friends, lovers, rejoicing in their lust on the shores of the Mediterranean, surrounded by desert and sea, on a blue and green palette that faded to darkness and stars. She rose higher, her own essence spreading and expanding amongst the dust and stars and tears of joy that made up the universal force that she had released. Her soul floated free, like a cloud of pure love, mixing with others who touched and caressed her with their individual music and colors. She wanted nothing, she was complete, she was immortal, and God was part of everything.