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The Passion of Ciri	By : Chiron_Bliss Category: +S through Z > Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Views: 27406 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Ciri becomes a Woman
- 1
The Passion of Ciri
or
Ciri becomes a woman.
It had been many long, hard months, of a long hot summer followed by a harsh, cold winter since the day Ciri had stormed out of her room wearing a dress and angrily declaring that she was “indisposed” and unable to train before storming back into her room where she remained for the next three days. The Witcher's of Kaer Mohren were unprepared and completely inexperienced in handling Ciri's inevitable march into womanhood.
Triss had arrived shortly after the last snows, yet weeks before the beginning of Spring and had consulted Yennifer and hatched their carnal plan together. Now three weeks of Spring had passed and Winter had barely allowed a thaw to begin of the Winter's bountiful snows. Yet Vesemir and Eskell had already departed for a needed supply run to Velen. Geralt had left shortly after, heading North to complete a contract left unfinished when an early blizzard had trapped him in Kaer Mohren. He was secretly glad that Triss had arrived relieving him of the burden of a sullen, and sometimes petulant teenager and the even more terrifying prospects of her looming womanhood. Only Lambert remained at Kaer Morhen and he was even more of a loner than Geralt. And he possessed a simmering temperament best described as “acidic bile”, which aptly explained why he was rarely, if ever seen by Triss.
Which is why he was nowhere to be found when Yennifer arrived suddenly via a portal and swept Ciri into her arms for a warm embrace. Yennifer talked so fast Ciri and Triss could barely respond and caved under Yen's insistent prodding that they must leave at once to attend a festival in Velen. Less than fifteen minutes later they had departed the keep on horseback leaving behind a note for the Witcher's detailing their changed itinerary.
After seven long and arduous hours of travel through the thick snow they were nearing the edge of the valley only a few hours ride from the first small farming villlage of Velen, yet several more hours away from the first settlement with an Inn worthy of the name. This is where Yennifer declared they would spend the night in a hidden cave, insisting that they needed to stop and feed their horses. With the horses tied by a stream and well fed they started the short trek to the cave.
Ciri entered the pitch black cave slowly, filled with a sense of impending dread despite being with two powerful and capable witches. With a word from both Yen and Triss the ceiling of the cave began glowing, slowly brightening until it was as bright as day.
When Ciri could see she suddenly realized they had failed to bring anything to use as bedding on the hard, cold stone floor of the cave. She began wondering how both Yennifer and Triss had managed to overlook those necessities when Yennifer's word's sent a chill down her spine.
Ciri, we brought you here to correct a serious oversight in your education. We are going to teach you how to be woman – how to give and receive pleasure. Before Ciri could speak Yennifer uttered a short phrase in elvish that Ciri was unfamiliar with and with a wave of her hand Ciri's clothes fell to the cave floor.
Standing naked in front of the two women she loved most in the world Ciri was suddenly unable to speak. Yennifer looked at Ciri's full bush of golden pubic hair that Ciri was trying to hide behind her hand and tsked... No ... that will never do … right Triss? To which Triss replied … “No, no it will not. Remove it.”
Yennifer stepped forward, pulling Ciri's hand away from her groin with her left hand, as her right hand began to glow with an aura of magic. Yen swiped her hand in front of Ciri's stomach from her naval to below her groin. As the glowing aura passed between Ciri's legs her pubic hair vanished, falling to ash before disappearing. Ciri yelped as if she had been shocked then fell silent with a dazed, unfocused look in her eyes.
Triss stared at the now smooth skin and the beauty now revealed that once lay hidden between Ciri's legs before lasciviously licking her lips and saying “Much, much better.” With a sly glance at Yen, and an arch of her eyebrow they both snapped their fingers and their clothes joined Ciri's on the cold stone floor. Triss gently cupped the back of Yen's head in the palm of her left hand and pulled Yen into a deep, passionate kiss.
As they parted Yen clapped her hands above her head and water began showering over Ciri's nude body. Triss and Yen stepped forward and enfolded Ciri in their arms, caressing Ciri with their hands, lips and tongues. A short word from Yen made a slippery gel appear in the palms of her hands which she shared with Triss. They bathed every inch of Ciri's body then did the same to each other. With another word the gel was gone, then the last of the soapy suds as well. Another word from Yen and the water stopped and their skin was no longer wet.
Yen summoned a large bed then lead Ciri to it where she placed her on her back. Yennifer climbed on top of Ciri and began kissing her forehead, slowly working her way to her lips. Yen kissed her with a fiery passion and Ciri responded with equal passion. Breathless Yen kissed, and licked her way down Ciri's body, pausing to lick and suckle her breasts before continuing down her abdomen. She kissed and teased her way down Ciri's leg all the way to the bottom of her foot before sucking her toes. She worked her way back up Ciri's leg, teasing her clit, before kissing her way down Ciri's other leg. By the time she once again had her head between Ciri's legs Ciri was dripping wet and her whole body was trembling in anticipation. Yennifer's tongue spread Ciri's labia apart as she began her assault, fervently caressing Ciri's slit, teasing her hymen with the tip of her tongue and sucking her clit. Ciri cried out repeatedly as her whole body shook with one orgasm after another. Triss cried out as well as she climaxed several times from her own caresses.
Yen stood and Triss quickly took her place as it was now her turn to pleasure Ciri as Yen stood and watched. Yen's cries of pleasure soon echoed those of Ciri's brought forth by Triss's talented tongue. Triss stood, wavering on her feet from lack of breath. She turned to Yen, a gleam in her eye, her face soaked in Ciri's juices. They passionately kissed as Yen sought to devour the sweet nectar on Triss's face. When they finally parted to catch their breath Yen said … I believe it's time to really make her a woman. To which Triss replied … “Absolutely”.
They each put on a harness holding a phallic shaped rod as firm as a man's penis except only longer and thicker than the average man's. Yennifer poured oil in her and Triss's palm which they both spread over the rods in their harnesses.
Triss climbed on top of Ciri, kissing her forehead gently before devouring her mouth. She embraced Ciri then rolled over pulling her on top of her. With Ciri on her hands and knees over Triss, Yennifer came from behind and grabbed Ciri's ponytail, pulling her head back until Ciri was gazing at the ceiling. With a brief word to Triss they synchronized their actions before plunging both phallus's into Ciri's vagina at the same time. Ciri wailed in shock and pain as her hymen was torn. Yennifer cried, as did Triss. Yen's hand glowed once more as she reached between Ciri's legs to rub her clit. The aura both enraged Ciri's clit as it removed the pain so recently inflicted. When Ciri began to moan Yen and Triss took turns, alternately pulling out of Ciri's vagina as the other thrust inward. Overcome with passion Yen forgot to drop her spell as she continued caressing Ciri's clit. When Ciri came she shuddered harder than ever before, sustaining one orgasm after another for over ten minutes before she explosively squirted soaking Triss, Yennifer and the bed.
Ciri collasped on top of Triss, not moving for over five minutes as she caught her breath. Yen withdrew her hand which was covered in blood. She dropped her spell for another one which cleansed the blood from their bodies. When Ciri began to move again she asked Yen to roll onto her back. Ciri then rolled on top of Yen facing the ceiling and mounted her vigorously. Yennifer eagerly responded to Ciri's demands thrusting up into her faster or harder until Ciri once again screamed in joy as her body began convulsing in orgasmic bliss. Yen collapsed in exhaustion when Ciri's trembling body finally relaxed. Ciri had barely relaxed or caught her breath when she stood and stepped over Triss before laying on top of her and giving Triss an up close view of the beauty between her legs. Their was no need for words as Triss's mouth and tongue eagerly devoured Ciri's tender folds until once again the echos of Ciri's screams reverberated inside the cave. Ciri's once again erupted in a flood of her juices that soaked Triss and the bed anew.
Ciri crawled away from Triss until her hips were over Triss's. She guided the phallus inside her shouting her demands and Triss eagerly complied. When she convulsed with another round of blissful orgasms she mounted Yen in a new position and this continued long into the next morning until her vagina became tired and sore.
Ciri then removed Triss and Yen's harnesses as she alternately went down on one while fingering or fisting the other. The cave echoed with the joys of Yennifer and Triss's orgasms. Yen instructed Ciri on ways to give Triss pleasure and Triss did the same when Ciri turned her attentions to Yen. They showed her how to intertwine her legs with her partners and use her clit to rub the others clit until they both climaxed together.
Ciri was an eager pupil of the carnal arts and this continued well into the mid-afternoon the next day until they all collapsed into exhaustion and blissfully slumbered until early the next morning when they awoke ravenous with hunger. Having satiated their bodies needs they once again renewed Ciri's sexual education with undiminished zeal.
This continued for an entire week before they renewed their journey to Velen before reaching it mid-afternoon on the last day of the festival. They spent the afternoon shopping as they roamed the remaining vendors displays while sampling an array of fine foods before heading to their room at the Inn.
Yennifer placed a simple ward on the room that insured their privacy from the few remaining guests and the Inn's staff. This insured that no one outside the room heard the frequent cries of orgasmic pleasure that occurred within and also prevented anyone from entering without Yen's permission.
In the morning the Innkeeper brought a tray of sweet meats, pastries, fruit, honey and juice. Yennifer conjured a fierce Spring downpour and used it as an excuse to delay their departure and her feminine wiles to convince the Innkeeper to extend their stay at half his normal rate. She also arranged for another morning tray of delicacies for the next three days and compensated the Innkeeper handsomely.
Alone once again Yennifer gifted Ciri with a phallus and harness of her own and took turns with Triss as they instructed Ciri on it's proper use and how to leave a woman's vagina trembling and aching for more. Triss gave Ciri potions that enhance a woman's pleasure as well as her ability to seduce anyone – male or female. She told Ciri how to make them as well as how and when to use them. Yen taught her an enthralling spell as well as the one she had used to permanently remove Cirilla's pubic hair. Triss also gave her a selection of enchanting soaps and perfumes. Yen gave Ciri and Triss a heart pendant entwined inside a golden knot showing them both an exact copy she wore around her wrist telling them that their hearts would always be bound together.
Their departure came sooner than Ciri wanted and coincided with the abrupt cessation of the conjured storm. They were headed North to Novigrad where Ciri was to board a ship bound for Skellige. She was to spend the summer on Ard Skellige as a guest of the Jarl Crach an-Crait where Ciri would be reunited with Cery's, Crach's daughter. Ciri's sexual education had been deliberately timed to ensure that she would not miss the opportunity to enjoy Cery's carnal charms.
As they traveled North their path happened to cross that of Dandelion and Zoltan on the outskirts of Oxenfurt who were unknowingly headed in the wrong direction to meet Geralt owing to him having been delayed due to the storm. Knowing Geralt's true destination they headed off to the North East to catch up with him.
Ciri and the witches reached Oxenfurt where they were to stay for a while before heading further North to Novigrad. Triss left to make certain arrangements, leaving Ciri alone with Yen at the Inn. This allowed Yen time to further deepen her bond with Cirilla as they spent the next three days ravishing each other.
When Triss returned she informed them that she had arranged seven “dates” for Ciri – one each for the next seven days with women who would continue her sexual education. The next morning Yen accompanied Ciri to the house of a wealthy older woman who was to be Ciri's first date before returning to the Inn to spend time with Triss. The following morning it was Triss's turn to escort Ciri to her second date. This pattern continued until the end of Ciri's seventh date when they departed Oxenfurt and resumed their trek to Novigrad. Ciri's reunion with Triss and Yen later that evening in an abandoned farm house was a joyous, frenzied orgy of pleasure that continued until well past noon the following day.
When they awoke the next day Triss informed Ciri that they would go alone to Novigrad via a portal and have breakfast at the villa Triss had recently acquired. Yen would stay behind to sell their horses in a nearby village before rejoining them in Novigrad three days later. Triss took advantage of her time alone with Ciri as they both reveled in giving and receiving pleasure.
Yennifer arrived early on the fourth day of their stay in Novigrad informing Ciri that they had something special planned. The witches lead Ciri to the PasiFlora where they had breakfast. Afterwards they told Ciri she could choose any one of the available whores to spend the next day with in one of the Flora's guest rooms. Ciri choose a short, petite red headed girl whose height barely reached the top of Ciri's shoulder. Yen and Triss congratulated Ciri on her choice and encouraged her to dominate the girl and fully enjoy her charms causing Ciri to blush redder than Triss's hair or that of her Pasiflora bud she raced up the stairs to ravish.
With Ciri gone Yen and Triss briefly debated their available choices before choosing a petite blond and escorting her to another guest room where they ravished the poor, unsuspecting girl repeatedly and with much gusto.
The next morning they once again had breakfast at the PasiFlora, recounting in vivid detail the events of the previous day. Neither Ciri, nor either of the witches had slept last night so Triss gave Ciri seven potions – one for that morning and one for each of the following six days as Triss informed her that once again they had arranged seven dates for Ciri to “further her sexual education.”
Ciri never knew how much coin she earned for the witches on these “dates” nor did the thought of refusing them ever enter her mind as she was enthralled to fulfill the witches every last sexual desire and obey their commands without question. In fact Ciri bedded each of her “dates” with the same zeal and enthusiasm with which she bedded Yennifer and Triss – either alone or together.
When Triss and Yen picked Ciri up at the end of her seventh date in Novigard they escorted her to a ship waiting to depart for Skellige. They had arranged for Ciri to share a cabin with a young, petite red headed girl who was returning home to be tutored by Earmion as a break from her studies at the Mage's College. Ciri arrived before her new traveling companion and quickly succumbed to slumber as she had barely slept at all during the past seven days thanks to Triss's potions.
Ciri finally awoke on the morning of the third day at sea to catch the first glimpse of her cabin mate which filled her with an overpowering lust to ravish the girl – just as soon as she satiated her hunger and relieved the painful pressure of an overfilled bladder. Upon returning to the cabin after dumping the chamber pot overboard, Ciri wasted no time before sealing the cabin with the privacy ward Yen had taught her. She then uttered the same phrase and snapped her fingers causing the girls clothes to fall to the floor. Startled the girl tried to cover herself and almost managed to scream – not that anyone would have heard her if she did. Mere seconds after her attempt to scream had died in her throat the girl stood glassy eyed and dazed in front of Ciri.
Ciri snapped her fingers again and her clothes fell to the floor as she admired the girl's naked body. Ciri stared at the unruly red bush between the girls legs and tsked like Yen had the night she became a woman. “No... that will never do” said Ciri and her right hand began to glow as she stepped forward waving her hand between the girl's legs. The girls pubic hair vanished, falling to ash as had her own weeks before.
She stood back, admiring the now smooth mound between the girls legs, licking her lips, teasing the girl with a sight of what her tongue would soon do to her flesh. She cupped the girls tiny breasts in her hands sending a jolt of pleasure down her spine as Ciri licked her cherry red areolas and suckled her nipples.
Ciri kissed her passionately, thrusting her tongue into the girl's mouth. The girl responded with equal passion as her tongue mirrored the caresses of Ciri's tongue. Breathlessly she parted, pushing the girl onto her back on the shared bed. Ciri climbed on top of her and began kissing her way down the girls body as Yen had done the first time she pleasured Ciri. Reaching the girls breasts she again teased her areolas and nipples with her tongue before suckling her tiny nipples which were soon rock hard and now twice their normal size. Ciri enjoyed pleasuring the girls breasts and delighted in the way her pulse and breathing quickened in response to Ciri's attention.
This gave her an idea and Ciri's hand began to glow again. As the aura from her hand passed over the girls clit the girls body exploded with orgasmic convulsions and her juices gushed out drenching Ciri and the bed. Ciri hadn't even touched the girl's clit – the energy of the aura had stimulated the girls clit pushing the girl into a multiple orgasmic climax.
Ciri brought her drenched hand to her lips tasting the sweet nectar of the girl's release. She put her soaked fingers into the girl's mouth and the taste of her own juices prompted another round of orgasms as once again her juices squirted out with vigor. The taste of the girl was intoxicating as Ciri rushed to cup her mouth over her mound to catch the flow of juices before they stopped. Ciri's tongue's contacted her clit starting another wave of orgasms and an even greater flow of juices that nearly choked Ciri as she gulped to swallow every drop.
Briefly breaking contact to gulp down several deep breath's of air Ciri resumed licking and teasing the girl's clit when the tip of her tongue made a delightful discovery as it flicked across the girl's intact hymen. This caused another round of shuddering orgasms and an even greater torrent of juices that Ciri was ill prepared to swallow. She was temporarily blinded as both her eyes were drenched.
When she was able to see again she stood long enough to step into her strap on harness. She lubricated the phallus from a stream of juices still pulsing from the girls pussy. Ciri pinned the girls knees to her chest, thrusting into her swiftly, tearing her hymen asunder, prompting a gush of blood and a renewed gush of juices that tried to wash the blood away. Ciri's hand began to glow anew and she reached between the girls legs to rub her clit. This ended the blood curdling scream that began when Ciri thrust into her. Ciri removed her hand which was covered in a mixture of virginal blood and the girls sweet nectar which Ciri hungerly licked from her hand.
When Ciri began rubbing the girls clit again she once again started convulsing in orgasmic bliss as Ciri began pounding the girls hungry and ever tightening vagina. She squirted an ever diminishing amount of juice each time her vagina spasmed. Ciri pounded her for over half an hour with every vaginal contraction causing the girl to emit an even quieter yip of pleasure than the one before. Finally Ciri was near the edge, unable to hold off her orgasms any longer. She inserted the tip of one finger, glowing with an aura all it's own, under her strap on and rubbed her clit.
Now it was Ciri's turn to explode in orgasmic bliss and she unleashed a torrent of her own juices. One final thrust and the girl convulsed, her orgasms in time with Ciri's
Ciri collasped on top of the girl, exhaustion threatening to overcome her. The girl fainted and was unresponsive to Ciri's voice. Her faint, shallow breathing and the beating of her heart were the only evidence that Ciri had not fucked the girl to death as she had first feared. Until she began to snore – a faint charming sound – almost like the purring of a satisfied cat. This only endeared her even more to Ciri's heart.
When Ciri finally summoned the strength to roll over to make it easier for the sleeping girl to breath Ciri found that she was trapped. Or more accurately her phallus was trapped inside the girl's vagina's vise like grip. Ciri had to undo the bindings on the harness to roll off of her. Unable to pull it out of her Ciri wrapped her arms around the sleeping girl, shifting her into a spooning position, never once arousing the girl from her deep slumber. Ciri lay there, holding her, listening to her gentle snoring purrs until she joined her in sleeps embrace with a smile of bliss on her face.
Ciri awoke the next morning ravenous with hunger and thirst. She was still unable to wake the young girl or remove the phallus from her vagina. Ciri dressed and went to bring a tray of food and as many pitchers of water and juice as she could back to their cabin. Once her needs were satiated Ciri lay back admiring the girls naked body, the gentle curves of her waist, hips, buttocks and breasts and the curves of her beautiful face. Then Ciri focused on the taught flesh of her labia still gripping the phallus inside her, the tiny bump of the tip of her clit peaking out of her clitoral hood due to the tension in her labia pulling it upwards.
Ciri licked the tip of her finger, gently pulling her own clitoral hood upwards until the tip of her clit was peaking out as well. She began circling the tip of her clit slowly as she began to consider what she would do with the girl once she awoke. She began having a series of gentle orgasms as she noticed her vagina was gently opening and closing in rhythm with her clitoral orgasms. This continued for hours as she gazed upon her new lover. Testing a theory she slowly inserted two fingers into her vagina when it opened removing them as it began to close. She timed the rhythm and suddenly knew how she would remove the phallus from her lovers overstretched pussy.
When the girl, who was aptly named Asta awoke,she sat up sharply emiting a brief shriek before seeing Ciri behind her. Ciri wrapped her legs around Asta, whose face beamed each time she turned to gaze at Ciri. Ciri began feeding her, forcing one glass of juice or water down her throat until the girl could eat and drink no more.
Ciri instructed her to lie back, her head on the pillow and to spread her legs as Ciri placed her head between them.The tip of her clit was still peaking out and Ciri began to slowly circle it with the tip of her tongue. She duplicated the rhythm she had used on her own clit and Asta quickly began of series of delicate orgasms as her vagina clenched and relaxed. Each time Ciri was able to pull the phallus a little further out of Asta's vagina's embrace. It was half way out when a larger spasm expelled the phallus as quickly as Ciri had entered her the first time. Her vagina stayed open for a brief second giving Ciri a clear view all the way to her cervix and the small remaining flap of her hymen before snapping shut with such force it triggered another explosive orgasm and more squirting. Ciri began licking and sucking her clit fast and furiously. She began circling the opening to Asta's vagina with the tip of two fingers as she continued to lick and suck her clit.
When she felt Asta's vagina beginning to flex open she plunged two fingers into her curving them upwards as if she was rubbing the back of Asta's clit from the inside until she found the hard, sensitive spot, massaging it until Asta was rocked by another explosive multiple orgasm. When Asta recovered her breath and her voice she begged Ciri to sit on her face. Ciri was more than happy to comply as Asta spent the next several hours orally pleasuring Ciri in a number of different positions. When neither could summon the energy to continue they spooned with Ciri hugging Asta close with one arm. Asta quickly fell into a deep sleep as Ciri planted one soft kiss after another on her back and neck.
Ciri began crying, reveling in her love for Asta and the joys they had shared and would continue to share and the many more they had yet to share, Ciri cried at her great fortune for having met such a truly divine beauty as Asta until she also joined her in slumber. For Ciri had found her passion, her one and only true love in the beauty that was her dear Asta just as Asta had found hers in Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon.
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