The Story of a Lifetime Ch. 03

I finally collapsed, dropping onto the ground and rolling onto my back. Ilaira pressed herself up beside me, curled against my left side, and Pux settled down on the other side of me.

One of Ilaira's hands trailed down my stomach to between my legs, gently tracing my swollen slit. I twitched slightly as she slid her finger into me, pushing cream back into my hole as she gently stroked my inner walls.

"Too much," I told her plaintively as I twitched again. I'd just finished twice, and I was way too sensitive for more touching.

She took the hint and removed her hand from my body. I looked over at her, and she made direct eye contact as she popped that finger into her mouth, sucking the combined juices off of the tip. I couldn't help but shudder at the raw sexuality of it.

My body still tingled, vestiges of arousal, but mostly I was just tired. I tightened my arm around Ilaira slightly, and settled back to nap.

It was only a short while later that I was awake again, woken by the most insistent need to relieve myself. That done, I looked down at the dried cum on my thighs and decided my next stop was another dip in the bath. By the time I was lowering myself into the cool water, Pux and Ilaira were rousing again.

Ilaira settled herself by the edge of the water, feet splashing happily, and Pux joined me in the water. I glanced over at him a few times, and kept finding that same smug grin on his face. The grin may have been caused by the fact that my legs were still shaking so badly I could barely stand.

After a few minutes, I got out of the water and lounged in the sun to dry. Ilaira was back in her transparent shawl, and she sat beside me. We watched the birds coming and going, the small bugs going about their business, and pretended we couldn't see Pux ogling us.

"I think I need to go," I told her after a stretch of silence.

"Go?" she asked, sounding genuinely puzzled. "Go where?"

I sighed and looked out at the water for a few minutes before answering. "I just need to move on. I'm no good at staying in one place for too long, even a place as nice as this one. I'm not ready to settle down, and especially not ready to stay here and be a broodmare."

This time it was her who sighed. "I'm sorry if we got too... intense earlier. I don't think of you as any kind of... broodmare."

"No, that might be true," I said, shaking my head. "But really, isn't that what would happen if I stayed? Laying with you and Pux all the time, inevitably becoming pregnant. Maybe even multiple times. That's what you said happened with at least one of his other girls he kept around."

"I understand," she answered, after another period of silence. "You're not what the humans refer to as a 'kept woman'. You're meant to be free."

I nodded, and we both smiled as Pux began stretching in our field of view, giving us surreptitious glances over his shoulder to make sure we were enjoying the view.

"Before you go," she said, getting to her feet, "I have a parting gift for you."

"No, you don't have to give me anything. You've already been so generous."

"Nonsense," she told me with a little smile, turning and walking towards a small bag at the base of the fruit tree. She came back a moment later, with something folded in her hands. "Consider this my way of thanking you for spending time with us."

I blinked, surprised, and accepted the parcel. It was cloth, white, and incredibly light. My breath caught in my throat as I started unfolding it.

"Well?" Pux said from right behind me. "Go ahead and try it on."

I held up the gown, and admired the sheen of its transparent fabric. It felt softer than silk, but not fragile. I slid it over my arm, and Pux took the collar of it to help me slip into it.

"It's heavenly," I told them, closing the front of the gown and securing it. I looked down at myself and couldn't help but admire the way the cloth settled perfectly around my curves, like it was tailored specifically for me. The gauzy material covered my body, but was so thin that it did little to conceal anything.

"You look beautiful," Ilaira told me, leaning forward and kissing me on the lips. She looked me over again and smiled.

"It's true," Pux chimed in. He gently put a finger under my chin and turned me from Ilaira, then pulled me into an embrace and kissed me.

I enjoyed the moment of shared affection between the three of us, then stepped back. "If we keep this up, I'm never going to be able to get myself to leave."

"Would that be so bad?" Pux asked with a chuckle. "Still, if we want to leave today while there's still light, you might want to get your stuff packed up and change into something a little more travel-ready."

I skipped over to my bag, gently folding the delicate material as I went. That left me naked, and I sorted through my stuff to find a good set of clothes for walking.

I was bent over, pawing through my bag, and felt him step up behind me again. His warm, furry pelvis pressed against my ass, and I felt a ripple of anticipation go down my back and arms. "Pux," I started to say, a note of apology in my voice.

"I know, lass," he told me, stepping back. "I just thought I would float the offer, in the event you wanted to spend just another day or two."

I stood up, clothing in hand, and pressed a soft kiss on his lips. From his reaction, I knew I didn't have to say anything else - he knew it was a goodbye.

I stepped back and slid into my underwear and pants, then tugged a shirt over my head. I was just sitting down and pulling on my boots when he spoke again: "May I at least walk with you a ways? I should be able to keep you from wandering and getting lost."

"Uh," I stopped, halfway into trying my boot, and blushed. I'd completely forgotten that my compass and map were useless here. "That would be lovely, Pux. Thank you."

He loudly guffawed at my reaction, and went back to Ilaira for his goodbyes.

Dressed and ready to go, I stuck the rolled up gift from Ilaira into my bag, and walked over to join them.

"I'll be back by midday tomorrow," he told her, planting another kiss on the gorgeous nymph.

"Take your time," she told him simply.

He turned back to me, and gave me the once over. "You're all set to go then?"

I nodded, then looked up at the sun. "We should have a good five or six hours of light left. Plenty of time to make a bit of distance."

He laughed harder at that than I expected, and I frowned slightly in suspicion. Before I could ask any questions, he sprung lithely ahead of me and set a quick pace.

We walked for the rest of the day in a companionable silence, pausing to chat and eat only once. We followed criss-crossing deer paths through the thick woods, and Pux always seemed to know which turns to take.

"It's starting to get dark," I told him as the sun touched the mountains of the horizon. "We made good time today, but we should probably stop for the night."

He looked over at me and grinned his smug little smile. "Let's go just a little further."

I frowned, looking over at the sunset. "We could go a bit longer, but I don't want to try and walk these twisting paths after dark."

He led the way again, and I diligently followed him up another rise and back down. "Just over that rise ahead," he promised me. "That will be a lovely place to stop."

I wanted to argue, but I was too tired, so I settled for quietly following the satyr. We crested the hill that he had pointed out, and I stopped short as soon as I could see beyond it. "What the hell? Is that..."

"Newport," he said with a flourish of his arms. "It's your destination, isn't it lass?"

I yanked my backpack off and tugged the map out, quickly unfolding it to double check where we were by the dying light. "I was at the northern edge of the Old Woods a few days ago, and I wasn't making very good time when I was walking." I traced my finger along the route I had most likely taken, accounting for Pux's description of how I had wandered off course. "This must be... fifty or eighty miles South of where we were. How in the Hells did we cross so much distance in five hours?"

Pux grinned again, looking so self-satisfied that I wanted to smack him. Or kiss him. "I told you before, lass. The Old Woods have a geography all of their own. I happened to know a few... shortcuts."

I shook my head in wonder. Even accounting for the days I spent with Pux and Ilaira, I had still made it across the whole forest faster than I'd thought possible.

"Thank you, Pux."

Instead of answering, he leaned in and kissed me again. It was sweet, and passionate, and it felt like goodbye. He pulled back and looked at me, resting one hand on my cheek for a moment, then left.

I watched him go, moving deeper into the shadowed woods. He stopped and turned back, just a vague silhouette now. "Come visit sometime," he told me, "Ilaira will miss you."

I offered him a wave, which he returned, then he was gone.

I turned back towards the bank of lights that hugged the curve of the coast. Newport, the city of a thousand ships. Surely one of those ships would point me towards a new adventure.