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Milk Chocolate

The Mask Comes Off
Part I - "Hiding In Plain Sight"
By: Jesse Racine AKA Samson
Original Date Written: March 22, 2015

When their lips touched, Leah’s knees went weak. Kelly’s hand slowly shifted upwards, her fingers creeping into the trap’s soft hair. Taking her by the back of her head, Kelly gently rubbed her hand down from Leah’s cheek, running down to the right side of her chest. Leah gave a light whimper when the other woman rubbed at her dress, expertly catching her sensitive pebble of a nipple with no effort. Without warning, Leah felt Kelly reach her tongue out, slipping into the trap’s mouth in an instant. She opened her eyes with surprise, looking right into the Varani’s, watching the trap through slits with glee.

Leah’s knees turned inwards until they were touching. With a hot, heavy sigh through her nose, she closed her eyes again, then returned the Varani’s oral embrace. Kelly smiled, giving Leah’s nipple another soft rub before heading further southward on her body, stroking her hand down the front of the bottom-heavy trap’s dress. Leah let her enthusiasm and excitement get the better of her. Both of her hands shot up, dropping down hard on the Varani’s massive bust, pawing and squeezing rather clumsily at them. Kelly didn’t react discouragingly, refusing to grunt or pull away from the kiss. A wince did, however, slip through the cracks, which went entirely unnoticed by the amorous trap.

Leah whimpered with sheer delight as she knead at the big, bouncy blessings Kelly had. To think, she had fantasized about this for years, and now she could finally play with such a huge pair! They felt positively amazing, she was going crazy just jiggling them, and she wasn’t even getting full skin-on-skin contact! Tears of ecstasy dewed at the corners of Leah’s eyes. If only she could have such a big pair, too...Could Kelly help her, with that? If she had breasts like these, she wouldn’t even care what her family thought of her, she’d be beautiful. Let them try and call her a boy, after that! Leah swallowed some of her and Kelly’s mingled saliva, then began coiling with her tongue even more intensely. She had almost forgotten...There was one other spot she had to touch. Just the thought had tingles running down her spine.

Leah let go of Kelly’s bosom, dropped her hands part-way, then hesitated...For only a moment. Then, ever so gently, she lowered them a little further, blindly finding Kelly’s positively pulsating pecker. When her fingers found the Varani’s tanned ass-wrecker, they trembled. Her right hand instinctively circled around it, Leah’s muscle memory priming the pole for some pumping. Her left hand gently rubbed back and forth beneath it, stroking her palm and fingers across the underside of Kelly’s pride, showing it the affection and admiration it deserved. Kelly returned the sentiment with a smile.

She finally dropped her hand down all the way, surprising Leah by lightly wrapping her hand around the trap’s bulge, squeezing her more modestly sized manhood through the fabric of her dress. Leah gave a whimper, pulling back from Kelly to throw a glance downwards. Kelly grinned at her, showing off her pearly teeth. In a softhearted mumble, she commented "Ooh, someone’s ready, huh?...You’re like metal, down here." Leah’s eyes shifted back and forth between Kelly’s long, thick manhood, and the smaller tent she was raising in her dress, a tiny, faint damp spot growing over the tip.

Gently, Leah eased her fist down along Kelly’s length, watching dreamily as she pulled back Kelly’s foreskin, fully exposing her shiny, bulbous tip. Again, Leah glanced back and forth between the two manhoods between them, her face abruptly simmering to a bright crimson. Kelly, thoroughly at ease and oozing confidence, smiled and tilted her head to the side. Misinterpreting Leah’s budding humiliation with sheepishness, she asked "What’re you thinking about, huh?...I can feel this little guy giving some twitches. Feels like he`s gonna burst." For emphasis, she gave Leah’s tent a gentle grope, squeezing her fist tighter and giving a little tweak.

Leah tried to meet Kelly’s eyes, but couldn’t hack it. In a weak mumble, she got out "Well...It’s just...I don’t know..." "It’s just, what? We’ve come this far, sweetheart. It’d be a shame to turn back, now. Walking away pent up is never fun." Raising her eyebrows, Kelly grinned with amusement and added "Oh, I know what it is! You have some performance anxiety, huh? It happens, it’s not a big deal. Why don’t you let me go first, you know, to take the edge off?" "No, that’s not it...It’s embarrassing. It’s...Well..." Leah admitted. Kelly listened to the trap hem and haw for a few moments, but eventually, the truth finally came out.

Barely meeting Kelly’s eyes, Leah’s lips twisted with discomfort. "I just...I feel so much smaller than you...I don’t know...I feel ashamed, and I don’t even know why..." Kelly just stared, for a moment, before a giggle bubbled up out of her chest. She slipped her hand over from the back of Leah’s head, touching her cheek. Raising her eyebrows, rubbing her thumb against Leah’s cheekbone, she cooed out "Honey, c’mon, don’t feel like that! I love all shapes, all sizes, no pre-cum or puddles of juice, it doesn’t matter! I just love dick!" The lewd reassurance put a smile back on Leah’s face, but it did nothing to drain the blush from her cheeks.

"Well...Okay. Alright, if you say so." Leah cooed, giving Kelly’s pole a few full-length strokes with both hands. Kelly could tell she didn’t have Leah fully convinced. With a grin, she shot both hands down, grabbing the sides of Leah’s dress. Leah’s eyes went wide as Kelly abruptly pulled her dress up around her waist, exposing her from the hips down. Just by sheer dumb luck, Kelly managed to slip the dress up and over Leah’s humongous bubble butt without tearing the material, freeing up her thick, wide ass for some worship of it’s own. Leah locked up like a startled hare, dimly aware of how her cock hopped in time with the excited clenching in her backdoor. For the first time, she was naked in front of someone.

Kelly grinned, looking down between them to get an eyeful of Leah’s equipment. She hummed appraisingly, then cooed out "I don’t know what you’re so afraid of, honey. You’re fine. Trust me, I’ve seen cocks even bigger than mine, and ones that were so small, they were practically pearls. I loved them all." Leah’s jaw began to drop. Kelly either didn’t notice, or didn’t pay it much mind. Her grin morphed into a contented, lecherous smile. Bluntly, she added "Mmf, you’ve got a nice sack, down here. I could drop down and suck the cum right out of you, right this second...But first, I wanna see your lips stretch around my rod. After that, maybe something else can stretch around it, too. I’ll be gentle with you, I promise...Although, I won’t stop until you’re completely drained. Fair warning, hon."

Leah’s jaw trembled. Her rosebud started tightening up, squeezing out of anticipation. Sex. Fuck. Screw. She couldn’t take it, anymore! Reading Leah’s overflowing lust was all too easy, for Kelly. If she knew it was less her sexual prowess and more Leah’s lack thereof, her grin probably wouldn’t have been so big. She leaned in close, whispering into the virgin’s ear: "If you need a cushion for your knees, the bed’s right there..." Leah didn’t need much more in the way of prompting. Kelly reluctantly let go of the trap’s eager length, watching her drop to her knees. So excited was she, she didn’t even take her hands off of the tall woman’s tool, still feeling her hot flesh against her fingers even as she readied herself for more.

Leah’s eyes, glazed and on the verge of crossing, stayed transfixed on Kelly’s flared tip, swollen to the point of turning her tanned skin purple. Leah’s nostrils flared as she breathed in deep of Kelly’s scent, light but noticeable, raw yet entirely gratifying. The round, beautiful bulb was just begging to be kissed, nice and deep...Leah’s eyes finally crossed, but her eyelids fell as her vision began to blur. She adjusted her hands on Kelly’s rigid length, slipping her right to the other woman’s hip, while her left held gently around the base of her shaft, her pinky remaining upraised as she kept her steady.

Leah took the plunge, aiming to satisfy one of the basest, most carnal urges that had long plagued her fantasies: pushing her nose against Kelly’s full undercarriage, she took in a slow, deep breath through her nose, soaking in as much of Kelly’s musk as possible. When she felt the Varani touch the top of her head, a shiver ran down her spine, causing her heavy exhale to jitter. Gently, she puckered up, pressing a few delicate kisses against the woman’s panties. The sensation of the ample cargo gently shifting under her lips had her manhood bobbing down below, but she resisted the urge to grab it and pump herself silly. Take it slow, she told herself. Don’t rush it. You’re going to remember this, your whole life. Don’t disappoint yourself. Make it a fun memory.

She eased her head up, pulling back a bit to get her mouth in line with the other woman’s tip. She felt Kelly stroke the back of her fingers down the side of her head, followed by a murmured plea up above: "Kiss it..." Leah’s face went hot. She gazed at Kelly’s manhood for a moment, admiring every vein, every nook and cranny. When her eyes fell to the tip just a few inches from her face, it gave a light throb in her hand. She let her eyelids fall shut, puckered up, and closed the distance. As soon as something hot touched her lips, she felt Kelly’s entire body give a twitch, the woman just barely holding back a delighted groan. Leah’s blush spread to her ears, making them burn as she gave a few more soft kisses.

She opened her mouth a little, sticking out just the tip of her tongue. She wiggled the end of her moist muscle up and down across the eye of Kelly’s tip, forcing that previously choked back groan to bubble out, evolving into a soft moan. The hand on top of Leah’s head stroked down her hair, rubbing down her soft locks to the back of her neck. Leah eased out more of her tongue, slowly swirling it around Kelly’s end, getting her as moist as possible with her saliva. Kelly moaned above her, softly invoking the name of a god Leah didn’t recognize. Leah gave her lips a thorough licking, making sure they were as moist as possible.

Something told her it’d be a tight fit, but she figured she could handle it. How complicated could it be, right? Keep the teeth at bay, polish the knob, stroke what you can’t suck, swallow, and try not to choke. Simple, right? She had never seen anyone else’s before now, but she had had her’s for reference, and she had had plenty of time to fantasize. She knew what she would’ve wanted, and that’s what was important, right? In just a couple moments, she’d find out. She gave Kelly’s flared tip another kiss, letting the kiss deepen until her lips slowly began to slide over the swell. Her new houseguest gave an excited pulse, while Kelly, herself, gave a hungry, wordless moan.

Leah breathed hard as more hot flesh filled her mouth, making her lips go taut. The rigid rod rubbed off more and more of it’s exquisite flavour the deeper it went, and the smooth texture under her tongue was simply divine. The way Kelly’s breathing had turned shaky, too, had Leah’s heart thumping. By Mitharu, she could do this every day...Her lips stretched wide around the crown of Kelly’s tip, Leah kept lapping away to aid in her progress, trying not to lose her mind with bliss. Slowly, she got her lips over the helmet, then sank down deeper, letting her lips massage down the shaft. Kelly was already near her throat, and she had just barely gotten a quarter of it inside!

Dimly, she felt a slight trickle running down the underside of her own shaft. What would people say if they saw her, there? With her mouth stuffed full of cock and her thick ass out in the open, how would they react? Maybe they’d just turn to leave...Unless they saw the sloshing undercarriage hanging heavy between her thighs, then they’d be crying "Boy sucking dick, boy sucking dick!" Leah’s backdoor gave a clench at the thought. That "truth" she had convinced herself of, that nobody could accept her and everyone wanted to humiliate her, only made her want to slurp harder. How could anyone call her a man, at this point? She felt like she might cum, and the only thing she had touched was someone else’s tool!

If her family saw her like this, on her knees, happily giving a cock a mouth massage, waiting patiently to lose her virginity to a thorough rump-reaming, even they would surely have to concede that her girliness wasn’t just some phase she’d eventually leave behind. This was the real her. If it wasn’t, this tryst with Kelly wouldn’t feel so damn exciting. She pushed her head deeper, sliding more of Kelly between her lips. When the bulbous tip neared the back of her throat, she had to fight her gag reflex, but thankfully, the battle was over and won within a moment. She felt Kelly give her a comforting stroke down the side of her head, making the corners of her taut lips curve upwards in a smile.

She eased her head back, letting the stretched oval of her mouth slide back across Kelly’s meaty shaft. She pulled back until they were in the ring between her head and shaft, teasingly rubbing her lips around the sensitive cranny. She eased her fist up some of Kelly’s length, giving her tree trunk a few quick, short pumps before sliding her head back in. She sighed out a steamy moan through her nose, hungrily slurping up some excess saliva as she went in. Her confidence growing, Leah roughly rubbed her tongue around in circles against the underside of Kelly’s end, feeling it react by throbbing against the roof of her mouth. Kelly, meanwhile, let out a warble. For a moment, her fingers trembled, but she tried to hide it by sinking them deeper into Leah’s hair.

The trap noticed, and it only served to further fuel her confidence. She eased her free hand over from Kelly’s hip, a little boldly slipping it into the woman’s silky panties. Ramping up her milking efforts, she slipped her fingers under Kelly’s undercarriage, gently cradling the woman’s orbs in the palm of her hand. She heard Kelly let out a warbling sigh, her hand gently pushing down on the back of Leah’s head. "Yeah...Play with those nuts...It’s been a while, so it’ll be nice and salty, honey buns...You keep slobbering like that, you’re gonna drain every drop, real soon..." Leah’s face went scarlet at the dirty talk. The virgin looked up as best she could, just barely able to see Kelly’s face past the swell of her bust.

Kelly gave a playful grin, adding "Mmf, I can’t wait to get that fat ass wrapped around my cock...Your little mouth is great, but I really wanna butt-fuck you until you drop a puddle...Then, I’ll...Anh, gods...Then, I’ll suck you dry, get you nice and wet for my ass..." Rather amusingly, Leah’s eyes began to cross, going glassy and unfocused as she listened. When her movements faltered, Kelly gently guided her back and forth, feeding her pole into the trap’s hungry maw on her own. Her grin growing at Leah’s dazed state, she thoughtfully murmured out "...You know, you don’t have to ignore your’s. You just sit and bear it like that, you’ll give yourself blue balls. Go ahead and play with it, I don’t mind. Rub one out, if you want..."

Leah lightly mumbled around the cock enjoying her mouth’s hospitality, pulling a moan from Kelly as the vibration pinged her nerves. "O-On second thought, maybe keep going...I don’t think I’m gonna last much longer, hon..." Leah closed her eyes, resuming her movements. Kelly stopped guiding her, contenting herself with holding Leah’s head and feeling her movements. Sinking her other hand into Leah’s hair, she held on as her bobbing slowly speed up, enjoying the way Leah’s hair began to sway around her fingers. Leah could feel the Varani’s prick swelling a little more, the veins on her shaft bulging out a little harder. When her tip fattened up, a short ooze of appreciation eased out of her, giving Leah a taste of things to come. Kelly moaned for her to suck harder, and Leah’s cheeks dutifully hollowed.

She felt Kelly’s orbs draw up, tightening in preparation. Kelly’s breathing turned hoarse, her hold on Leah’s head subconsciously getting tighter, unintentionally pulling her deeper. Leah fought another gag as Kelly poked the back of her mouth, and this time, it took her a little longer to calm back down. Her throat’s virginity was safe, for the time being...But, maybe Leah would give that up, soon enough. Maybe losing just one type of virginity a day was a good idea; three good memories instead of just one, it had to be better, right? For today, she had her first time tasting cock, her first time tasting cum, and soon, her first time getting her ass split by a fat meat rod. Feeling Kelly’s undercarriage slap into her chin could wait for another day.

When Kelly let out a long, trembling moan, Leah thought it was time for the most satisfying drink of her life. Kelly proved her wrong. Instead of savouring the fruits of her efforts, she was given a rich beauty mask. Kelly pulled Leah’s head back, slipping her pulsating club out of Leah’s hungry mouth. Leah, spit-slick lips gliding across the hot flesh, opened her eyes a crack, her mouth hanging open in a small circle as she panted away. Kelly grabbed her meat in a tight fist, moaning and groaning as she pumped hard and fast, stroking herself from base to tip. Leah kept cradling and fondling Kelly’s undercarriage, playfully trying to coax them back down from their climax-induced tightness. With the load they were building up, her efforts were futile.

Kelly let out a long, harsh moan. Her eyes screwed shut with ecstasy. Her eyebrows arched as her fist loudly smacked into her mons and Leah’s hand, her stroking briefly turning violent and erratic before sharply slowing down. Leah briefly saw a jet of white spew from the eye of Leah’s tip, headed straight for a bullseye in the center of her sweaty, vulnerable face. When the heat splashed against her and started slowly running down her skin, when she heard Kelly whimper as she kept stroking, she couldn’t help but close her eyes, letting out a contented moan of her own. More heat on her face was soon to follow, with several additional jets of thick, syrupy sludge blasting into her cheeks and across her opened mouth, running down to her chin. One lance even went up between her eyes, marking her forehead.

Basking in the heat of her reward, Leah felt Kelly’s stream slow, with a weak trickle landing between her lips. She closed her mouth, relishing the taste of the warm, gunky payload. Rubbing her tongue against the roof of her mouth to get the most out of it, she let out a faint whimper, making clear her dual enjoyment and submission to her first ever lover. Kelly spent a few moments panting, trying to catch her breath in the afterglow. Leah slowly slipped her hand back out from inside Kelly’s panties, letting her orbs recover on their own. It was so immensely difficult for Leah to not do like Kelly had done, and just beat her steel-hard meat to a messy, fulfilling orgasm. She was so impossibly rigid, so boiling with lust, that she felt like she’d simply die if she didn’t get to ease the tension...And soon.

But, why get off with just her own hand when she could get off with Kelly’s beautiful cock, balls deep up her ass? Leah, long having abandoned rational thought, opened her eyes and swayed up to her feet, then stumbled over to the bed until she could fall over it on her hands and knees. Tears of raw need flooding her eyes, crimson cock sticking up so hard it was slathering pre-cum against her tummy, cum-bloated, sweat-slick undercarriage hanging heavy beneath her, humongous, wobbling bubble butt up in the air for skewering and spanking, the newly sex-addicted trap looked back over her shoulder and hoarsely demanded "P-Please, do me! Take my virginity, already! I want it, I wanna get dicked! If my cock gets any harder, it’s gonna blow up!"

Kelly’s eyes went wide. Just as absentmindedly, she blurted out "Wait, you’re a virgin?!" Leah needed a moment to realize her slip-up. When she did, she went tense. She didn’t bother trying to backpedal and lie, now that the cat was out of the bag. She could tell that the idea made Kelly uneasy, so in the most reassuring tone she could manage, she panted out "U-Uh...Yeah...I didn’t think it was a big deal..." To Leah’s surprise, Kelly’s face was suddenly lit up with a wide, affectionate smile. Walking up to the bed’s edge, her voice fell to a soft murmur, holding one hip as she put her weight on one foot and cocked it out. "Well...No, it doesn’t matter. In fact...I’m flattered. But, it does change things. Good thing you told me now, before I tried sticking it in."

Leah, sensing from Kelly’s voice that her ardour was cooling, reluctantly turned back over, parking her wide, deliciously jiggly rump on the edge of the bed. Feeling her own cheeks squish into the bed beneath herself only kept her baton upraised, her dark red ass-popper conspicuously jutting up from her crotch, ready to massage sphincters. Looking up at the Varani with a dumb, dazed look on her face, she was putty in Kelly’s hands, ready and willing to do anything. Kelly knew that, if she wanted to, she could be selfish and turn this fond memory into a bittersweet one...But, she also knew that she wouldn’t have been able to live with herself afterwards, if she did. A greedy lover, a catty lover, she was not.

She leaned over with a soft sigh through her nose, bringing her right hand over, affectionately stroking it down the side of Leah’s head. Gazing back into her eyes, she started to grin. "Ohh, what am I gonna do with you?...I wish you had told me you were a virgin, from the start...I would’ve handled this so much differently..." Leah swallowed some excess saliva, still able to taste the flavour of Kelly’s cock. "I’m sorry...I didn’t know how to say it...I was hoping I wouldn’t have to..." "Were you embarrassed?" Kelly quickly replied. Leah answered with a sheepish nod. Kelly smiled, a little more. Giving a little shrug, she raised an eyebrow and admitted, rather frankly, "With that sweet ass of your’s, hon, I would’ve sworn that somebody had already popped your cherry, and then some."

Leah’s face started to turn beet red, beneath the smears and rivulets of pearly spunk. She lightly shook her head, mumbling "I...I live on a farm, and my family doesn’t like it when I look at boys...So..." Kelly slowly raised her chin in a half-nod, eyebrows likewise rising up as she slowly mumbled out "Ah...I get it, now. Well..." Leah’s breath caught in her throat as Kelly’s other hand came over, slipping between the trap’s thick thighs. Leah eased her legs open a little wider, trying not to tremble as her lover’s digits slipped under her quivering orbs. Oh gods, she was going there.

Leah arched her eyebrows and sucked in a ghost of a gasp when Kelly went even deeper, slipping under her body. When Kelly found Leah’s quivering little rosebud, she smiled from ear to ear, giving the untrained little pucker a light, reassuring rub with the prints of her index and middle fingers. Delicately sinking her fingers into Leah’s hair, Kelly raised her eyebrows, whispering out "Trust me, Leah, when I say that you’re not ready to go all the way, just yet. If we tried, it’d just hurt. You are insanely tight, right now. If you want to start using your ass, you need to start slow, and start small."

"But I’m ready, I promise!"

Kelly cut off Leah’s breathless protest with one of her own. "Have you ever even fingered yourself, hon?" Leah’s face went red, again. All she mumbled in response was "...Spit dries really fast..." Kelly lightly tilted her head to the side, smiling understandingly. "Yeah. Yeah, it does...Okay, I’ll tell you what, sweetheart. I have an idea. I’m gonna give you a gift...Just a few things to remember me by...And when we meet again, if you want to see me again, you can show me how much you’ve used them. If you’re ready, we can pick up where we left off, here. Sound good?" Leah’s eyes regained some focus as her lust cooled. Raising her eyebrows, she mumbled out "A gift? For me? L-Like what?"

Kelly hummed, giving the trap’s rosebud a slightly more firm rubbing. In a steamy mumble, she flat-out stated "Something to stretch your hole, a little, so I can fit. If I’m gonna butt-fuck you and make you mine, we’re gonna have to get you ready...And once you’re ready, we’ll grease each other up, and use our asses to milk each other’s cum all night long." "Oh gods." Leah warbled, her eyes beginning to cross. Kelly grinned. Leah was so adorable! How long had it been since she had met someone, like her? When a harsh knocking at the door pierced the quiet like a yell, the two of them almost jumped out of their skin with surprise.

A man’s voice, slightly muffled by the wood of the door, angrily yet politely demanded "Miss Kellier, you only paid the fee for a single person: yourself. I’m told you took someone with you into your room. If a second person is staying, for any length of time, an additional fee is required. If you refuse, you can evict your guest, or I can get the guards. Your choice." Kelly quickly stood back up, pulling her left hand out from under Leah. Holding the trap’s thick thigh, she looked in the direction of the door, loudly replying "Alright, alright, you got me! Just give us a minute, and my friend will leave!" The man outside didn’t respond. Kelly looked back at Leah, her smile steadily becoming more and more perverted.

"Time for a kiss goodbye, hon..."

Leah’s eyes crossed, once more. Somehow, she knew what Kelly was going to do. Kelly brought her free hand up from Leah’s thigh, gently touching the print of her thumb to Leah’s right cheek. Leah remained still as Kelly smeared some of her own ball-batter across Leah’s mouth, rubbing the salty texture into her supple lips. Primed for a cum-laced kiss, Leah closed her eyes and waited, whimpering like a bitch in heat until Kelly closed the distance and kissed her. The scent of her skin, the dizzyingly potent aroma of her seed, the distracting twitches and jumps of her neglected manhood, and the slippery feeling of Kelly’s lips against her own...She never, ever wanted it to stop.

When Kelly pulled back, she ran her tongue across her lips, licking up the white smeared with her lipstick. Grinning, she slipped both hands from Leah. As she twirled a finger around in a circle at the panting trap, she spoke in a barely audible whisper, over-accentuating the movements of her lips for Leah to read in case she couldn’t actually hear Kelly’s words. "You might wanna freshen up and fix your dress. Just wipe your face on the sheets, I really don’t mind. I’ll get your gift ready." Leah nodded, but then she was dropping her head, eyeing her raging erection with a pitiful look on her face. Kelly’s smile turned rueful. Rather clearly apologetic, she added "I’m really sorry, babe...I never planned on giving you blue balls....With balls that big, that’s no joke. I owe you a suck, how’s that? I’ll make it up to you, the next time we see each other..."

There was another hard knock at the door, which was the two girls’ cue not to waste any more time. About one minute later, the door was opening from within, revealing the stony-faced Ljosalfar owner of the tavern. Out came Kelly, prompting the man to take a step to the side to clear the way. Her clothing had been neatly fitted and taken care of, while the sweat beading her brow had been dabbed away. For all intents and purposes, she appeared as immaculate coming out of the room as she had going in. As soon as she was out of the way, Leah came tottering out, looking significantly more worse for wear than Kelly did.

The trap had wiped off the messy beauty mask Kelly had so generously spurted across her face, but she was still as red-faced as ever. If the blush didn’t give away that she had been up to something naughty, the sweat lingering on her throat and forehead certainly would. Her dress fit about as well as it had before, only now, Leah was walking with a stiff, somewhat shuffling gait. In her hands, she clutched her small sack of personal effects and provisions, slightly bigger this time around thanks to the mysterious gifts Kelly had slid inside while the trap had made herself presentable.

Rather conspicuously, Leah held her supplies square against her crotch, hiding away her embarrassingly determined erection. If anyone saw it - if anyone figured out her secret, once she’d come this far - she didn’t know what she’d do. Kelly gave the Ljosalfar by the door a sarcastic smile, as if to point out that she had complied with his demand, and that he could return to his business and give the two some privacy. Leah watched quietly as the Alfar, with his light blue skin and long, rearwards-pointed ears, briefly scrutinized her, as if he was internally debating some issue.

It was easy for Leah to imagine that he knew precisely what the two had been up to, and that he was contemplating going ahead and charging Kelly, anyway, for the pleasure of secretly getting a bit of head in his establishment. If so, he didn’t bring it up; out of the goodness of his heart perhaps, or merely a lack of desire to embarrass anyone, he simply looked at Kelly and restated "You paid for one person, you paid for one room. You get that one room, for one person." Kelly gave a mock frown, a halfnod, and a simple "Yeah, of course. Won’t happen again, I promise." The Ljosalfar wordlessly raised an eyebrow, then walked off.

Kelly gave Leah an indecent grin. Leah merely looked over and let out a heavy sigh of relief, trying not to let out a chuckle. Kelly chortled to herself and, putting an arm around Leah’s shoulders, set off for the inn exit, following in the Ljosalfar’s footsteps. Leah couldn’t stop herself from beaming as Kelly led her downstairs, taking her back out into the warm, friendly din of the music and drinking patrons. "You know, I had a lot of fun. Well, I mean, obviously, I had fun. You did a good job, no pun intended. Was it your first time doing that, too?" Leah looked over, still smiling ear to ear in spite of the somewhat uneasy undercurrent she noticed in Kelly’s tone. She gave a happy, hearty nod, trying not to let a smug grin split her face.

Kelly raised an eyebrow, smirking playfully at Leah’s enthusiasm. She briefly dropped her arm, giving the bottomheavy trap a nice, firm patting over the tush, savouring the way her cheeks jiggled under her dress. Holding her around her shoulders once more, the Varani looked down into her eyes, cooing out "Alright, don’t get cocky, kid. You still have some training to do, before we can get to the serious fun. Speaking of which..." Kelly, eyebrow still arched, gave Leah’s sack of supplies a little nod. Her smirk growing into a grin of her own, she added "You’ve got everything you need to spice up your "alone time." You know what I mean, hon."

Leah glanced down at her bag of supplies, still glued to her crotch. When she looked back up to Kelly’s eyes, she didn’t even have to say anything, the roses blooming in her cheeks said it all. Although Kelly’s advice was serious, she couldn’t help but get in a bit of teasing. Leaning in closer, she breathed into Leah’s ear "Every chance you get, play with yourself. Life’s too short, so enjoy yourself while you can. There’s more than enough lotion, in there...Wear the plug until you barely even notice it’s there, anymore. Get yourself nice and ready for me, hon." "P...Plug?" Leah whispered back, her ears pricking up.

Kelly chuckled. As if they were a pair of buddies, she led Leah outside, stopping with her in the street by the inn’s front door. Turning to face Leah, she held her by the shoulders, looking down into her eyes with a friendly smile. Still speaking in hushed tones, she said "You’ll see what I mean, once you get some privacy. There’s more than enough to satisfy that tight ass of your’s, at least until I can get at it." Leah’s face turned an even deeper shade of red, softly mumbling Kelly’s name in the faintest protest for modesty.

Kelly didn’t listen, continuing with a light "The real treasure in there are the nipple piercings. I picked them up off of a travelling mage, a few months back. He said they were enchanted so that they’d grow boobs on anyone they were pierced to, so if you put them on, you should start filling out your clothes a little better. See? I promised you I’d help out with that, didn’t I? You’ll look fantastic, and I’m sure you’ll feel good about yourself, too." Leah raised her eyebrows, glancing down at Kelly’s straining shirt before asking "Is that how you got your’s?"

Kelly grinned, giving her own chest a glance before remarking "Nah, I grew these puppies the good ol’ fashioned way, with a bit of alchemy. Who knows, though. Maybe the piercings’ll give you a chest as big as mine?" Leah gazed trustingly at Kelly’s face, and after a couple seconds of thought, she mumbled out "...Well, okay...I’ll give them a try...Anything to get people to see the real me." Kelly gave an understanding nod. There was a brief period of silence, but eventually, Kelly looked downwards and mumbled "Uh...Listen...I know I probably made a bit of an ass of myself, when I led you up to my room...But..."

Leah’s expression remained relaxed as she listened, noticing that that uneasy twinge had entered her voice, again. Kelly gave a little shrug, looked into Leah’s eyes, and admitted "Alright, here’s the truth. Remember when I said that I hadn’t met someone like us in a while? Well, I genuinely meant it, and people like us are my first pick for a good time. I like you, Leah, I wanna think we’re friends. I...Oh, shit, the real truth is, I’ve started to feel...I guess, a little lonely. Do you think you’d wanna meet up, again?...I mean, do you come around Gorhart, a lot? I’m gonna be around town for a few more days, so..." The corners of Leah’s mouth slowly raised in a little smile. Kelly continued, lightly tilting her head to the side as she mumbled "I mean, we don’t have to hook up, if you’re not in the mood. We can just hang out, or..."

Leah got up on her tippy-toes, giving the other woman a sweet peck on the chin. Kelly swiftly fell silent, watching Leah smile and coo "You don’t have to ask. I plan on using the stuff you gave me, remember?" Kelly grinned, genuine joy filling her eyes. "Y-Yeah, sounds good! Guess it was stupid to ask, but I just wanted to make sure. Just didn’t want any confusion, hon." Leah swallowed some excess saliva, subtly hugging her sack of supplies a little more tightly. Her voice turning husky, she mumbled "We’ll be the best of friends...The kind that bend over, for each other." Kelly’s voice cracked. "Y-You got that right. The best friends come with benefits. You can hold me to that blowjob I owe you, by the way." "I plan on it." Leah murmured, grinning excitedly.

Kelly started to grin just as bubbly, and a moment later, she was pulling Leah in for a passionate kiss goodbye, followed by a tight hug. Leah watched Kelly walk back into the inn with a smile and a wave, letting out a heavy, contented sigh once the door had shut behind her. Then, she was turning around and hurrying back off for Golden Age Alchemy, hoping she had ended up killing enough time with Kelly for Nanne to finish her sister’s medicine. Perhaps it was lingering euphoria from her first sexual encounter, but events seemed to happen very rapidly, after that.

She stopped in with Nanne, who had, in fact, finished a bottle of Annabelle’s medicine, presenting Leah with a transparent beaker filled near to the top with a cloudy purple syrup, stopped up with a piece of striped red and black cork. Wrapped to the side of the beaker’s spout with twine was a folded up piece of parchment, which Nanne explained was directions on how much medicine Annabelle would need to take, as well as how often and for how long. It was imperative, Nanne instructed, that for Annabelle’s sickness to be cured, the entire beaker needed to be drained, regardless of whether or not Annabelle’s symptoms disappeared earlier than anticipated.

Leah made a mental note of that, and slipped the written instructions into her supply pack. Concerned that the beaker might break inside her pack, or that the cork might be jostled free, she chose to carry the beaker by hand, simultaneously offering a prayer to Mitharu in the hopes that it’d keep her from tripping. When she walked outside, however, and glanced around for her ride back to the family farm, her expression turned confused. The town square was empty, along with the lot in front of the general store, across from her. It took Leah a moment to understand her predicament, but when she did, her heart sank. The caravan was gone. She’d have to make the trip back to the farm by foot. Although Leah was angry, her fear overshadowed her indignation.

Those gods-damned swindlers had abandoned her! She had paid them for a trip to and from Gorhart! Who knew how long it would take her to make the trip by foot! She didn’t have the rations for that kind of trip, and how was she going to fend off the monsters and bandits she was almost guaranteed to run in to? For a minute, Leah had no idea what to do. What could she do?

What if Eli was unsuccessful in his own search, and Annabelle’s hopes lay with Leah? What if her lungs were already giving out on her? How long would it take for another merchant caravan to pass through Gorhart, and with what money would she even buy her seat? With a weary sigh, she caved. Her options were hopelessly limited. She simply had no choice, aside from just putting one foot in front of the other and hoping for the best...

Multiple miles and several hours later, Leah was dragging her feet through the dirt, nearly lost in the oppressive darkness. During her dangerous trek, the sunless sky had turned utterly abyssal, a complete lack of stars leaving her with an almost absolute lack of visibility. Her only companion on the lonesome road was the moon, offering her a pale reflection of the sun. That faintest of beacons was the only thing allowing her to see a few inches in front of herself before all became formless shadow and skittering phantasm.

So far, she hadn’t run across anything, dangerous or otherwise, but a telling prickle over the back of her neck had persisted ever since she had left Gorhart’s boundaries. Someone, or something, had been watching her, and was more than likely still following her, even then. Somewhere beyond the edge of her sight, something was lurking, waiting for her to take a break and let her guard down. Leah refused to make herself vulnerable. If there was just one thing she had learned from her second family, it was obstinance. If all she had to do to stay safe was put one foot in front of the other, well, her mysterious pursuer would find in their mark an endless font of determination. She had walked this far, she could keep going well until sunrise.

A pair of yellow lights suddenly appeared in front of her, snapping open like eyes. Leah stumbled to a stop, eyes widening as a chill gripped her stomach. For a few moments, all Leah could hear was her own escalating heartbeat, throbbing in her ears as it pounded harder and harder. Then, the silence was broken by a low, powerful growling, vibrating in what sounded like a rather large creature’s throat. Leah’s blood ran cold. In the dim, sickly lights, she could make out a pair of pupils, narrowed into vertical slits. When she tried to take a step back, the lights came closer, the creature’s footfalls filling the air with hard whumps. The growling paused, then grew more intense, more menacing.

Distantly, Leah heard a click-clack-clopping, which she assumed was her heartbeat speeding up with adrenaline. It didn’t take long for that notion to be proven wrong, however. After a few seconds of the noise escalating, the yellow eyes in front of her shifted to the side, looking past her. Leah dared a glance over her shoulder, and what she saw brought her so much relief, the pallor that had overtaken her face immediately dissipated. A carriage, and a rather large one at that, was rolling up the road towards her, covered in a blanket of illumination sure to dissuade even the most furtive of forest creatures.

Leah looked forwards, once more. She couldn’t hide a grin of relief. The creature growled for a moment more, then turned and hurried off into the trees flanking the dirt road, each heavy footstep progressively quieter than the one preceding it. Leah turned around, holding up her arms as high as she could, waving them around in the hopes of being seen by the carriage driver. Whoever these people were, they couldn’t have been merchants. Perhaps they’d be more generous, and give her ride out of compassion? Within a few seconds, the carriage came close enough for Leah to enter the light coming from it. Almost immediately, the two horses pulling the carriage slowed to a stop.

Were her prayers to be answered, Leah wondered? The carriage, purest ivory and trimmed with gold, was shaped a bit like an oval, with large double doors set in either side. The twin horses pulling the carriage, proud and elegant creatures, were a matching white, while their fastenings were white leather and solid gold. At four corners around the carriage, there were rather large lanterns hanging from short, unobtrusive arches, the magical flames inside offering an unending blaze of light to announce the carriage’s presence. Even the impressively large wheels of the carriage, somewhat blemished by dirt, were made of silver, matching the ivory metal of the carriage as a shinier sister.

Sitting at the front of the carriage, holding tight the reins of the horses, was a Ljosalfar dressed all in black, with a tall, cylindrical hat atop his head matching the thick black coat wrapped around his body. Beside him was a Ljosalfar woman, a vivid contrast with her pure white dress and elbow gloves, sitting upright and dignified. Leah dropped her arms back to her sides, trying to calm her racing heart as best she could. The Alfar both held themselves like nobility, with a permeable air of sophistication and maturity surrounding them both. The way they appraised her, not quite with disdain, nonetheless made Leah feel small.

Judging by their carriage, these people must’ve been immensely wealthy. Were they some kind of royalty? Leah briefly looked down at her dress, now a little dirtied by the harsh trek she had undergone. She knew it, they knew it: she was inferior. She was a commoner in an unenviable position, and they were the refined in a position to aid or disregard. Looking back up at them, Leah put herself at their mercy. She already knew she looked pitiful, but when her voice came out in a timid squeak, she was afraid she’d look downright pathetic. "H-Hello, there. My name’s Leah Bruin, and I’m trying to get back home. My sister needs medicine, and I bought it back in Gorhart. If you’re heading in the direction of Odarath, and it’s not too much trouble, then..."

The two Alfar gave absolutely, positively no response. They said not a thing, and their expressions didn’t even twitch. When one of the double doors in the carriage’s side opened up, however, the woman sitting at the front raised an eyebrow, turning her head to the side. Leah turned her head as well, watching as a dainty blue hand, fingers adorned with several gleaming rings, eased the door wide open. A couple seconds later, a short set of silver steps extended itself from the floor of the carriage interior, opening up and elongating until it touched the dirt, creating a convenient flight of stairs to enter and exit the carriage.

"My lady?" The female Ljosalfar inquired, subtly surprised. Leah swallowed some excess saliva. Was this bad, or a good thing? A leg eased itself out from inside the carriage, and the foot, nestled in a pure white, diamond-studded slipper, settled down on the top step. The smooth, sensual leg was covered in ivory fishnets, and in a moment, it was accompanied by it’s sister, equally beautiful. A second hand came out, holding on to a small guardrail set in the carriage’s exterior wall. Leah’s eyes slowly widened as the regal figure pulled herself out into the chilly night air, standing up on the extended staircase, looking over in the trap’s direction.

Leah’s jaw dropped wide open, while her eyes went so wide they might’ve popped out. The woman, the sole occupant of the magnificent carriage as well as it’s apparent owner, was another Ljosalfar, dressed all in white. Her skin was a light, creamy blue, positively glowing with how soft it was. Her long, straight hair, a beautiful snowy white, was tied into a high ponytail behind her, while her bangs were styled towards her right ear. Like all Alfar, her long, tapered ears pointed largely rearwards, with silver earrings, studded with hanging sapphires, glinting at her earlobes. Dark purple eyeshadow and black eyeliner made the gold in her eyes stand out, while her mascara completed the sensuality trio, making her lashes all the more evident.

Her full lips were all the more eyecatching, thanks to the dark red lipstick she wore. Like almost all Ljosalfar, she possessed beauty marks over her cheekbones, somewhat similar to a human’s freckles. The beauty marks, a trio of circular marks closely clustered over either cheekbone, were a noticeably deeper hue than the rest of her skin, standing out as navy over the turquoise. The only thing more stunning than the woman’s transcendentally beautiful visage was her positively stupefying bust. Leah had thought Kelly’s bust was immense, and indeed it was, but this woman took the crown, without a doubt.

The Ljosalfar’s bosom looked like a pair of Gnomes, huddled up in balls inside her dress; where Kelly’s breasts were each about the size of her own head, this Alfar’s would’ve been twice or thrice the size of her head. So big were they, they obstructed the upper reaches of the woman’s stomach, partially covering her abdomen by virtue of their sheer immensity. Every little movement the woman made sent jiggles through her colossal bosom, the sight of which swiftly sent Leah’s blood flowing southward. To make matters worse, the Ljosalfar was wearing a slim, trim dress, hugging to her curves from below her bust, tastefully displaying her toned waist and flared hips.

The dress, pure white and as thin as silk, was forced to remain open-backed to help accommodate her bust. For support, a wondrous cobweb of white straps instead extended between the sides of the opening, sensually decorating her skin while simultaneously opening an obscured window between the nape of her neck and her lower back. Part of the dress was a thin cloth choker, running up her collar bones and shoulders to wrap around her beautiful throat. Below the choker, there was a thin, rectangular window in the dress, showing off a tasteful, yet nevertheless expansive, amount of cleavage. It left little to the imagination, as it showed off the way her breasts moved against her dress as she breathed, but Leah wasn’t about to complain nor was the new untoward tent she was pitching.

The sleeveless dress stopped near her ankles, while the sides of the garment were split up to the knees, showing off a respectable amount of leg. The way her white fishnets decorated her smooth legs made Leah bite her lip. She couldn’t help but imagine what those thick thighs would look like, going up and apart. All in all, she was, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful, elegant creatures Leah had ever seen, combining an extreme amount of sex and beauty, eroticism and culture, in every step, every breath. If someone told her this woman was the incarnation of a goddess of love, Leah would find it difficult not to take the claim at face value. As it was, Leah was having so many sordid thoughts, she quickly became afraid that she’d stain the inside of her dress.

The Ljosalfar began to smile a little, her lips curving into a sweet, tiny sign of Leah’s good fortune. Leah watched the woman descend the steps, each one sending a heavenly ripple through her bosom, making the mouthwatering globes lightly bounce within the confines of her dress. The woman at the front of the carriage, meanwhile, politely stated "It’s nothing, my lady, simply an Almain...I don’t need to remind you, but we are on a somewhat tight schedule." The Ljosalfar with the back-breakingly gargantuan bust slowly looked over, a calm, in control air surrounding her. In a soft, quiet voice, she merely offered back a faint "I’m aware."

Her handmaiden continued. "If we’re to meet the Clementines by sunrise, we cannot afford petty distractions..." The Ljosalfar woman’s expression went unchanged, her golden eyes half-closed, her smile remaining restrained and coquettish, all at the same time. Her elegant speech impressed Leah, while her smooth, seductive voice had the trap bringing her supply pack in front of herself. "We won’t be delayed, worry not. I heard every word she said. We’re merely offering her a chance to cut down on her travel time, and if a family member is sick, well...I wouldn’t want that on my conscience. Would you, Alvina?"

The handmaiden offered no further objection, while the carriage driver, himself, remained as silent as ever. The Ljosalfar slowly looked over at Leah. The smouldering look she was giving Leah now that her servants were no longer paying attention sent a shiver down the trap’s spine. Taking a few steps towards Leah, the Ljosalfar extended a petite hand, softly confirming her offer. "It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Leah. I am Farrah Beaumont, firstborn of Lucan Beaumont, the Duke of Whitedown. I’d be delighted to extend to you my hospitality, if it pleases you. I don’t want to shame my name by allowing your sister to endure undue suffering. My hearth is your hearth."

Leah needed a moment to snap out of her daze, but eventually, she reached out a hand. The two lightly held each other’s fingers, giving one another a soft handshake as Leah stammered out "Y-Yes, p...Please, thank you. I don’t know what to say, I’ve been walking for hours, I thought I’d be going straight through the night. Then, there was that creature following me, a-and..." Farrah smiled a little more, politely gesturing towards her carriage by holding out an arm. As collected and dignified as ever, she warmly said "It’s alright, Leah, I’m quite glad to share my comforts with a guest as splendid as yourself. Please, do come inside, make yourself at ease." Farrah threaded her ring-covered hands together below her massive bust and in front of her supple tummy, turned, and slowly started back off for her inviting sanctuary.

Leah slowly followed after her, nervously stumbling over her words as she said "I honestly don’t know where I am, right now, so I can’t guess how long it’ll take to get back to my family’s farm, b-but all I’ll ask is that you drop me off somewhere in Odarath. I can walk the rest of the way, I’m pretty sure." Farrah, one foot on the first step into her carriage, turned her head towards Leah, her smile growing. Reassuringly, she cooed "Don’t worry, we’ll have plenty of time to discuss that, later on. For now, relax...You look like you’ve had a difficult time, out here. I apologize for not crossing paths with you, earlier on in the night." Leah smiled a little shyly, watching Farrah climb the steps back up into her carriage.

The scent of perfume emanating from within had Leah swallowing some saliva. Just a few steps later, she was inside. The short staircase receded, the door closed, the carriage started rolling, and the area was left devoid of prey. Leah was safe, and the creatures of the night who had been watching her - Fae and otherwise - would thankfully go hungry.

(Author's Note - Whew, it took close to two months for this to come outD:! I’m sorry guys, I hope you haven’t all forgotten about this thing. It’s not dead, I was just distracted with a bit of burnout and a move I’ve recently had. Hopefully, it won’t take anywhere near as long for the third chapter to come out:D. Big thanks go to Grayve for helping to reignite my interest, and for giving me new inspiration for the characters and their relationships^_^.

So, this chapter saw Leah going down on Kelly, but before they can go any further, they’re sadly interrupted. Not to worry, though Kelly’s passed on a bit of a sex kit to Leah, so the trap can finally indulge herself and make the most out of her alone time...As well as prepare herself to really lose her virginity, with Kelly. Before the two new fuckbuddies can meet up again, however, Leah crosses paths with Farrah, a regal Ljosalfar with a bust so big, you have to wonder how she keeps from tipping over. Hope you all enjoy the next chapter!)
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