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Aaralon's Discoveries | gystex | 4

 

With a sudden jump, the Tar'oth leapt across the room and found a better vantage point, just above and in front of the girls. Aaralon was stunned to discover that the other girl in the bath was Alysia, probably the top-performing student in the school, and the Head Girl for an unprecedented two years in a row. Just seeing her naked would have been enough to make Aralon's efforts well worth it, but to see her making hot lesbian love with the beautiful Emerald...

Alysia's hair was almost certainly enchanted, as it remained dry and smooth even in the steamy room as Emerald brushed it again and again, pausing only once as Alysia's hand stroked her clit beneath the water.

"Mmm, that's nice, Emerald," Alysia said with a sigh. "You have a wonderfully smooth touch... but I think that's enough of that." Alysia turned around to face the youg lovely in the bath with her. "Let's make each other feel good for a while."

Alysia moved in for the kiss, touching her tongue to Emerald's hot red lips and leaning into her lover to press their breasts together. Emerald began to put her arms around Alysia, but then abruptly pulled away.

"Wait," Emerald said. "This is too fast. I mean, I'm not sure I feel right about this."

Alysia smiled at Emerald. "You felt right about it before, up in the tower. When we lay down together under the stars and felt each other's touch."

"I... don't know what came over me," Emerald said, shaking her head with confusion. "I never did anything like that before, with a boy or a girl. No, I need to think about this some more."

Aaralon thought he saw Alysia's hand drop outside the tub, but from the demon's vantage point, it was hard to tell. Emerald was beginning to show clear signs of becoming increasingly uncomfortable, sliding back away from Alysia in the tub and putting her hands over her breasts to cover them. "I should leave," she said.

"Oh, but don't leave yet," Alysia said, holding her clasped hands in front of her. "I was just about to add some more bath oil."

She opened her hands. Within them was a small, glowing red sphere that seemed lit from within by some unearthly means. Emerald's eyes were immediately fixed upon it. The steam from the bath was colored by its glow, and as the red clouds swirled around Emerald's head, her breathing grew fast and deep. and her hands dropped away from her breasts.

"You don't want to leave yet, do you?" Alysia asked.

"No," Emerald whispered, her eyes still entranced. She slid closer to Alysia, closer until her legs were wrapped around the blonde girl's body, and their breasts touched at the nipples. The red sphere seemed to grow brighter as they drew closer.

Alysia dropped the sphere into the tub where it instantly dissolved in a cloud of foam, spreading its deep red light through the water. Emerald arched her back and moaned softly, lifting her breasts clear of the water, where Alysia caressed them softly with her lips.

"Love me," Alysia whispered almost too softly to be heard.

As the girls embraced, Aaralon felt torn between the desire to watch their lovemaking and curiosity about the sphere Alysia used. He'd never heard of anything like it, but that meant nothing - she wasn't Head Girl for nothing, and she must have known a great deal of magic that Aaralon did not.

The demon dropped to the floor for a moment, where Aaralon could see a small bag that must have contained at least twenty of the spheres. From above, the moans of the two girls mingled as they became hotter and hotter, and Aaralon could only imagine the scene. He wished he could communicate with the Tar'oth!

[I can hear you now,] he felt in his mind, and knew it was the demon. [I could hear you before, but I sensed the presence of this magic and thought it best to come here rather than follow that other female. Obviously you understand the potential value of these spheres. I might be able to take them, but I don't know for certain - the bag may be too heavy for me, or it may be enchanted. For that matter, I cannot say whether you could make them work. If you prefer, we can simply continue to observe. I can easily remain out of sight, especially as these two are... occupied.]

"Ohh, kiss my breasts, lovergirl," Aaralon heard from above, as if to confirm the Tar'oth's point.

[If I am to take the bag, the time is now,] the demon communicated. [Decide quickly, while they are distracted.]

 

What will you do?


          Don't fuck with a good thing, just watch

          Go for the bag

 
 
 

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