Oriana - The Lingering Spell Ch. 01

"You're nevernot making me happy. You couldonly make me happy."

With those words, Agnese felt time was at a standstill; it was only her and her beautiful Oriana. The couple seemed to be in a trance, holding hands and staring into each other. After what felt like a long time, they released each other and slowly begun to eat their dinner again. However, they could not stop smiling; Agnese especially. The intensity of those words truly resonated with her.

The pair finished up their meals and, even though Oriana fought it, Agnese insisted that the blonde must go into the bedroom while she cleaned up. Waiting in the bedroom, Oriana disrobed, taking off her sky blue dress and putting on her night gown. It was beige in colour, over her shoulders and reached down to her ankles. Thinking of Agnese, she put her ginger woman's own night gown at the end of the bed for her. It was of the same style as Oriana's, but it was a dark grey colour.

After a short while, Agnese slowly entered the bed room and saw that her lover was already in bed, sitting against the headboard. She smiled at her, and giggled softly at the fact she was so quick to get under the covers. Agnese's dress had several knots around her chest area, meaning it would take a while to get it off her stunning body. Oriana watched intensely, barely blinking as her ginger woman slowly unfastened the knots, making sure that she also watched the blonde gawking at her, to see how she would react. It excited Agnese knowing how much she could turn Oriana on. She could always rely on her blonde lover to reassure her of her insecurities. After several teasingly long seconds, the knots were all unfastened; Oriana was leaning forward now from the headboard, her hands clenched and fists full of blanket.

Agnese tried to make the cutest, and sexiest face she could, slightly parting her full lips, puffing out her chest, and watching Oriana closely. Between her fingertips, she grabbed her dress from the shoulders and swiftly flicked them off. Her white dress dropped quickly, revealing her deliciously bare skin and womanly figure. She tried to maintain her expression, but couldn't help letting out a slight smile when she noticed Oriana's eyes widen and her mouth open slightly as her nude body stood in front of her. Her large firm breasts, her small waist yet wide hips. Oriana yearned for Agnese now. Usually she would be too shy or embarrassed to do something like this, however tonight Agnese was feeling extra confident.

The brown eyed woman began to slowly crawl onto the bed, right on top of her night gown that Oriana placed for her, knowing that she wouldn't need it. The blonde shuffled forward and placed her hands roughly on Agnese's cheeks as the two collided in a deep passionate kiss. Without breaking their hold of each other, Agnese pulled the covers from under her and begun straddling Oriana. The couple made out intensely, smacking their lips and ferociously fighting each other with their tongues; Oriana more than Agnese. Oriana traced her hands from her lover's butt, up her waist, feeling her sensuous curvy body, towards her great mounds. She began squeezing them thoroughly, causing Agnese to moan softly into Oriana's mouth. Her hands sunk into them easily, and were so satisfying to mistreat.

As Oriana's hands roamed her soft and nude body, the ginger woman began pulling up the night gown of her lover. She pulled it up enough so that she could finally place her hands on the blonde's wetness. Agnese traced her finger up and down Oriana's special place, causing her to shudder and moan lightly. She could feel that she was absolutely dripping, her juices were almost flowing out of her. The couple released each other's mouths, both immediately breathing heavily and looking into each other's eyes. Oriana took this opportunity to place a finger inside the ginger, sliding in easily as she was incredibly wet as well. The intensely aroused couple moaned in unison with Agnese throwing her head back, flicking her hair and closing her eyes, enjoying the pleasure she was giving and receiving. After a short while of enjoyment, Agnese opened her eyes and looked down at her blonde lover. Oriana had a dazed look on her face, yet her eyes were filled with a fire that needed to be dealt with. The ginger woman gently (and hesitantly) pulled the hand that was between her legs away. Oriana put on a confused look.

"It's your birthday," said Agnese softly, "Let me make you feel good."

She then slowly started making her way down under the covers, first by kissing her lover's neck, with soft pecks -- Oriana closed her eyes and slightly shuddered at this embrace. Agnese then moved down to her breasts, taking them both in her hands and squeezing them, moving them around in a circular motion and suckling on her nipples. The blue and green eyed woman moaned and put a hand behind the ginger's head, gently pushing her into her breasts more. Agnese swirled her tongue around her lover's nipple, moaning into it like she was having a delicious meal. She loved those nipples, and enjoyed the act of sucking them even more. However, she only stayed at the blonde's breasts for a moment, before continuing to move down her slender body placing long smooches on her soft stomach. Agnese finally arrived at her lover's most special spot. She exhaled -- her hot breath caused Oriana to shudder as her clit was feeling extra sensitive tonight. In one sudden movement, Agnese latched her mouth onto her lover's clit, causing an uncontrollable moan to escape from her mouth.

The ginger beauty went to work, and began lapping her tongue in an up and down motion over the swollen bud. She suckled on it, making suction noises and moaning as she did so -- the blonde woman wasn't the only one who was enjoying herself. Oriana couldn't close her mouth, she was moaning and gasping in pure pleasure as she pushed her hips upwards towards her lover's hungry mouth. Agnese used the tip of her tongue now, moving it in a circular motion to pleasure her blonde lover. She cried out, unable to control herself, especially because she knew that it was just the two of them in the house, meaning she could be as loud as she wanted.

Oriana put her hands on her woman's head and roughly grabbed a handful of her ginger hair, pushing her into her crotch even more as she approached her climax. Agnese wrapped her arms around the blonde's thighs, gripping the tops of them with her hands so that she could maintain her position whilst pleasuring her writhing partner. She was ferociously eating her out, using as much saliva as possible -- literally slobbering over Oriana's pussy. Her legs began to shake as she tensed them around her lover's head and then throwing her head back, she cried out once more as she came. Her body spasmed and twitched as she experienced pure bliss, yet Agnese continued to lick and suckle as the blonde woman's juices began to flow out.

After a short while, Oriana's orgasm began to subside, and she breathed a sigh of joyful relief in between heavy breaths. At the same time, Agnese released her skilful mouth, and looked at her lover, who was looking right back at her with a huge smile.

"Okay... your turn," said Oriana, still huffing.

Agnese put on a cute smile and shook her head, causing Oriana to make a confused look.

"No no, it's okay. I'll be fine -- just go to sleep," said Agnese softly, "You have a busy day with me tomorrow."

"What? Are you sure?"

Agnese nodded softly.

"Well... I guess if you're sure... I feel bad, though," said Oriana.

"Don't. It's my duty as your lover -- I'm happy," said Agnese as she wiped her mouth and chin.

She then crawled out from between Oriana's legs and lay next to her, pulling the blankets over them both. She then remembered that she was naked, but before she could even get up to look for her gown, the blonde woman pulled her into a tight cuddle and gave her a loving smooch. Melting in her embrace, Agnese thought "oh well, it's just one night," as she would usually never sleep without her gown on, even after engaging in sexual intimacy. She then turned around, allowing Oriana to spoon her, but it wasn't even a few minutes before she could hear the blonde softly snoring away already.

Now, Agnese didn't realise how aroused she actually was as she closed her eyes and tried to sleep. She put a hand down between her legs and felt that she was incredibly wet. She shook her head softly, forcing herself to resist the urge -- she had done this before and just had to try and think of something else. The ginger woman had already pleased her lover, who was sleeping soundly -- it would be selfish of her to wake the blonde up from the sounds of her pleasuring herself. It took a little while, but finally she could feel herself drift off.

It was just after twilight, and Agnese woke up to the bed rocking slightly and sounds of whispers. In her groggy state, she turned around to see that Oriana was moving in her sleep -- probably from a bad dream, but... why could she hear whispering? It was not of any language she recognised either, and was that... a slight glow from underneath the blankets? She looked at Oriana, who was mumbling and groaning, yet it seemed like the sounds of the whispering... were coming from downthere. Agnese gulped, slowly lifted the blanket up and gasped sharply when she sawit.

*A few moments before...

Putting her arm over the ginger woman's body, Oriana could already feel herself drifting off to sleep, with the citrusy scent of her lover's hair, and the soft yet rather large behind of the brown eyed woman nestled perfectly on her crotch. She was satisfied and in such a good mood. However, she soon found that her sleep would be disturbed as her dreams kept her from being rested. She awoke in a dark room still in her gown, and in the distance, she could see something. Someone? Their back was turned to her. Oriana slowly and carefully walked up to this mysterious figure -- coming around to their front to see a blurry face with seemingly purple eyes. It was a woman. The dream flashed, the blonde woman could now see a bed with more figures on it, there were three of them -- only their hair colours stood out: sandy blonde, auburn and platinum blonde. Who were these people that Oriana was dreaming of? And why could she only distinguish their hair colours, and not any other features?

Suddenly, the dream flashed again and she was in the dark room by herself. She turned her head quickly trying to scan the empty room, and then soon started to hear something faint, but get louder and louder. It was moaning, and of a sexual nature -- she just knew it was. As abrupt as it appeared, it stopped. The last of the moans echoing in the dark room -- now there was silence. Oriana then felt a hand placed on her shoulder, followed by a tight grip. Whipping around quickly she came face to face with the purple eyed woman who was now fully visible. Oriana couldn't even make a noise or even open her mouth; she was transfixed right into those purple eyes of hers.

It was like she was in a trance, she barely made out anything else from her face except for the fact that the woman had jet black hair that accompanied her purple eyes. The blonde realised that those very eyes were glowing -- literally staring into her soul. Slowly, the black haired stranger leaned her face closer and closer to Oriana's, who wanted to back away -- but she couldn't. "Move! Scream! Do something!" she thought to herself, and yet her body disobeyed her and did nothing. She was now at a point where her entire vision was almost glowing purple, and at that moment the strange woman pressed her lips against Oriana's. That was when she managed to close her eyes and lift her arm up in front of her to push the woman away.

"No!" she screamed, but when she opened her eyes she was back in Agnese's room. She was sat up, arms still outstretched in front of her and was breathing heavily. She blinked and slowly looked around at the dimly lit room. Immediately, as if only realising her surroundings, she whipped her head to the left and saw Agnese, who too, was awake. The ginger woman was still naked, the moon lighting up her body through the slits in the curtain. Agnese was also sitting up, and that was when Oriana noticed that her lover looked tense, with a worried and frightened expression on her face. The blue and green eyed woman watched as Agnese darted her eyes quickly from her multi coloured eyes, and then downwards.

Oriana watched Agnese do this for a short moment, before following her gaze... which led towards her own crotch. Her eyes widened as she let out a sharp gasp. She even tried to move backwards as if to get away fromit, but she was met with the headboard of the bed. There stood between her legs and lifted gown, was acock. It was fully erect -- throbbing. It was only then that Oriana started to actually feelit. She clenched her fists, grabbing a handful of bed sheets before tensing her entire body. She was... aroused --incredibly aroused, yet her shock and confusion couldn't compel her to do anything about it. She groaned and turned her head from side to side, it was almost painful and each time it throbbed, it felt like it pulsated through her entire body. This...thing was attached to her? Where did it come from?How was this possible? She had so many questions. That was when Agnese finally spoke,

"Oriana..." said the ginger woman, shakily, "what-why is there-h-how...? I don't-"

Agnese couldn't even speak coherently -- she was shocked beyond belief and could not take her eyes off of Oriana's "cock." Even so, she had to speak her mind, so she tried again,

"You... you were mumbling in your sleep and then... I heard... I heard whispers coming from...that," Agnese pointed at Oriana's cock, slowly raising her arm and gulping.

"I lift... lifted your gown and that was when you jolted awake..."

"I... I don't know! I had this dream, where there was this woman and she had purple eyes, and I was in a dark room with three others there, and then, and then-" Oriana was cut off from a sudden jolt in her body. She squeezed her eyes shut at this sensation. It didn't hurt, but felt like something she had never felt before. Her eyes then opened wide, her face expressionless, and Agnese witnessed her blonde lover's eyes start glowing. It was only for a few seconds before her eyes closed again and her body slumped over and landed onto Agnese's side. "Ori? Ori!" Agnese called out, but Oriana could hear her panicked voice slowly fade, and her body being shook as she slowly lost consciousness.

It was morning. Oriana slowly opened her eyes to find she was in bed -- alone. She had a wet and warm cloth on her forehead. Was last night... real? She slowly lifted the blanket up with one hand, and with the other, her gown. Letting out a slight gasp, Oriana quickly covered herself back up again. Even though she had already seen it hours before, it was still a shock. She stared at the ceiling contemplating for a moment -- she had to get a good look. Getting out of bed, she stood in front of the mirror. Taking a deep breath, she slowly, but surely lifted up her gown, to reveal inch by inch the (now non-erect) cock that was in place of her... what? The blonde woman's eyes widened and she jerked her head towards her cock. In her flustered state, she did not notice -- but Oriana had not one buttwo male "parts" attached to her. She had a cock, and she had balls.

Staring at the crotch below her for a moment, she slowly reached her hand towards the "set." Gently moving them aside, her hands could be felt entirely on them -- it was a different feeling. It felt so foreign to her, yet the cock and balls were definitely attached to her body. She moved them around more vigorously now, but that only lasted so long. Oriana backed away to the bed and sat on it, still staring at herself in the mirror -- her womanly parts were gone. She thought to herself, they weren't necessarily anything special, but they were a part of her and what made her a woman, or so she thought. The door creaked open, and in came Agnese. Startled at the sight of Oriana's new "parts," she too let out a slight gasp. Oriana turned her head away from Agnese and swiftly pulled her gown down. Noticing this, Agnese took a breath and walked towards her lover.

She took her hands and then knelt down in front of her -- Oriana couldn't make eye contact.

"Ori, please look at me," asked Agnese softly. Hesitantly the blonde met her gaze, "I've thought about this while you were sleeping. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to, just listen, okay?"

Ori nodded slightly.

"First thing is first. I am not going to leave you. Not over...this. You're still you, I know it. I love you foryou, not what you're made of. So..." Agnese's breath was shaky, but she was determined, "Please, tell me what happened in your dream -- you mentioned a purple eyed woman before you passed out?"

Oriana had tears coming down her multi coloured eyes. After a long moment, she began to explain her dream, up until the moment she sat up in bed. None of this made sense to either of them -- they knew that their world consisted of strange creatures and magic before, but that was years ago. They have all but become legends, or myths. Agnese could still feel that Oriana was not fully content, but how could someone be after something so uniquely bizarre happened?

"Ori. Remember, I am your woman -- we are lovers. Didn't we make a promise when we devoted ourselves to each other?" Agnese said softly, trying to reassure the blonde, "something like this... we can surely overcome. We will find answers, there has to be some out there."

"But... but how can you... Are you sure? Does this not freak you out? DoI not freak you out?"

Agnese smiled and looked at Oriana with compassion, "Are you kidding? You'vealways loved me for who I am and you have always made sure I've felt that way -- well, this is how I feel about you. I amyours -- I willalways be by your side."

"Yeah, but... this is a man's..."

"No. Don't. This is... yours. As shocking and unbelievable as this situation is, you're stillyou. I still love all of you." The couple stared at each other for a while, Agnese still on her knees and holding the blonde's hands in hers.

"We can make this work?" Oriana asked.

"Ofcourse. I mean, is this notthe way it's meant to be?" Agnese jokingly said, referring to a man and a woman as a couple. Oriana smiled at that. Agnese stood up and stretched her arms out,

"Come here."

Oriana stood up and the couple embraced each other. The blonde exhaled, sighing in relief as she squeezed her partner tighter, feeling her wonderful body against hers and smiling as she inhaled her citric scent. Suddenly, she felt an intense pressure down towards her crotch area, causing her to wince and move backwards onto the bed again. She groaned and clenched her teeth as she slowly watched her gown rise up in a "tent."

"What? What, Ori? What's wrong?" asked Agnese, all worried-like.

"It's... it's my...thing. I'm feeling so... soooo..." Oriana slumped backwards onto the bed, as if taken in by a spell. Agnese was standing above her and knew that her lover's expression was one of... frustration. She could not have imagined herever doing this before but here she was. The ginger tried to steady her breath, as she slowly crawled onto the bed to the left of Oriana, who had her arms on her head, tossing from side to side and groaning. With shaky hands, and a worried look on her face, she slowly lifted up the gown to reveal what was creating the "tent." Oriana's cock looked huge, now fully lit in the sunlight, compared to how she saw it last night. It was veiny, throbbing intensely and she could see a bit of liquid coming from the tip of it. It was also ever so slightly curved to the left -- she knew this was common with penises, but she wondered why the heck she even remembered that little detail when learning about human anatomy.