Sleepless Night | By : Bishonen Category: +S through Z > Wild Arms Views: 1702 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sleepless Night
Cecilia Adelhyde rolled over in bed, and let out a heavy sigh. (This bed is far too uncomfortable), she muttered to herself. She knew that she needed to rest, not only for her own health but to be truly helpful in the battles that would surely be encountered by herself and her allies. But even so, she could not bring herself to sleep. Too many worries rested in her mind, such as the fate of her friends and even the very world, and if that weren’t enough, for the past several nights she had been forced to sleep on the ground, and it had been softer than the bed that she currently laid upon.
Sighing again, she thought it over. (Guess there’s no other choice), she thought. Whenever she had trouble sleeping, there was one thing that was guaranteed to help. She slipped a hand under her shirt and began to massage her breast, lightly pinching her nipple. Her breath hitched for a second at the twinge of pain mixed with pleasure that shot through the sensitive nub. She continued to play with her breasts for a few minutes, switching between them, massaging the mound and tweaking the peaks. As she did, she could feel the pleasure building up, more and more with each second, a deep, needy heat between her legs.
In her mind, it was not her own hands feeling her breasts up, but those of the blue-haired ARMS master she traveled with. "Mmm, Rudy..."
Trying to hold off as long as possible from diving in, she (Rudy) began to trace her (his) hand down her belly. The feeling of (his) fingers against her stomach was enough to send tiny jolts of pleasure through her entire body. At last reaching the waistband of her panties, (Rudy) at first ran a fingertip along the outside. The warm moisture of her arousal had soaked through, and coated (his) finger.
Cecilia pulled her hand away from her crotch, and brought it up to her face. She took a small sniff, the musky scent of herself made her a little light-headed with lust. Of course, she couldn't imagine Rudy doing that for her...he was just too gentlemanly and innocent. Now it was her other companion, Jack, a more experienced man of the world (and, truth be told, a better looker) whose fingers were coated with Cecilia's desire, and offered to her as enticement.
Unable to stand the teasing any longer, she (Jack) pulled her panties aside, and slid a few fingers in. She let out a deep content sigh at the feeling of relief that flooded her mind, just as she imagined the grin that Jack would give her at hearing her sigh for him. (He) began to gently stroke (his) fingers inside of her, the walls of her quim sucking (his callused, yet nimble) digits in and squeezing down, sending waves of pleasure with each twitch.
"Oh, Jack..."
As satisfying as it was, Cecilia still felt...no, Jack, still knew that something was lacking. (He) used (his) other hand to gently stroke her clit, bringing it out from its hood. The feeling of air against it sent a new pulse through her. She held back a sharp moan, and then (he) began to stroke her clit softly. Her breathing sped up quite a bit as the pleasure built up more and more, but even as (he) rubbed and fingered her, she still could not get to the point that she needed to go over the edge.
A quick survey of her surroundings quickly found just what she needed: resting in the corner of her room was her staff. Throwing aside her blankets, she walked over and retrieved the rod. Quickly returning to her bed, she pressed one end of the makeshift toy against her outer folds. The coldness of the metal made her shiver a bit. In her mind, Jack disappeared, having had his chance. Now that she was ready to get serious, it was time for the touch of someone who knew what a woman needed--another woman. In her mind, Calamity Jane, beautiful and dashing, now stood in front of her, the end of Cecilia's staff now her closed hand. (Jane) started slow, simply rubbing (her hand) against Cecilia for a few moments, letting it warm up and get a good coating of her juices.
Once (she) was satisfied with the warmth and lubrication, (she) began to gently press the rounded (knuckles) of (her hand) into her. The feeling of fullness that it created was enough that she had to cover her mouth with a spare pillow to stop from crying out. Cecilia took a few moments to adjust to the fullness that (Jane's hand) created. Once (Jane knew) she was comfortable with it, (she) began to slowly twist and pump (her hand), gently at first, but soon enough (she) began to speed up, pumping a bit harder.
As (she) worked (her fist), (Jane) brought (her) other hand to Cecilia's breasts, tweaking her nipples harder than Cecilia had before. It took only a few minutes before her pleasure began to peak. Knowing that she was seconds away from climaxing, (Jane) removed (her) hand away from Cecilia's breasts, and gave her erect clit a single light stroke.
"Oh, JANE, YES!" Cecilia cried out to her imagination.
That one small act was more than her body could take, and she came, hips bucking hard, back arching high. The pillow was only just enough to muffle her cry of ecstasy. Her spasms lasted for several long seconds. Once she had calmed herself down, she pulled the staff out, another small pulse of pleasure hitting her as she felt it brush against her inner walls again.
Cecilia took a moment to look at her staff. The end and part of the shaft were slick with her love juices. The scent of her arousal was strong enough that it was making her almost consider a second round, perhaps this time with a new imaginary lover...Magdalen, Emma, Zed, even perhaps Mariel. But she was tired enough to fall asleep now, and any more might make her too exhausted to be useful the next day, which was why she had started in the first place. She gave a single lick along the length of her staff, getting a good taste of herself. She wiped the remainder off on her sheets and pulled her covers back up, quickly nodding off.
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