Amazon village (Open)

[flithymind]

Allyd felt her tight vagina grip and milk him, coaxing his sperm from him again like a mother beckoning her child.

He groaned into her soft, welcoming breast, his hips shuddering slightly and his balls leapt to her sensitive touch as the stroked every ounce he could give from him.

He sighed contentedly, feeling drained, as she delicately shuffled her hips easing his deflating cock from her.

She stood and sized up this new comer.

Allyd felt that stinging pang of jealousy again but did not have enough strength to voice his protest. He eyelids felt like lead but as she sashayed around the room, he felt compelled to watch her. She was like a magician, a sorceress, her body drawing his eyes to her like magnets as the glided across the room to a table, spreading herself, traces of his own seed oozing down her thighs - it was mesmerising.

His eyes were the only part of his body that felt alive at this moment, but how alive... ready to drink in this wonderful woman in full view - better even than the view he had had whilst with her...

 

[jabels]

Jack walked over to the naked amazon and couldn't resist her. He leant over kissing her deeply sliding all of his manhood into her taking her swollen nipple into his mouth suckling it again. He pushed all of his cock into her and started fucking her slowly then faster. He wanted to make this last. His hands went to her hips sliding up her hips to her breasts as he let her nipple slowly slip from his mouth kissing her mouth deeply.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

Adolla stops, a bit confused for a moment, and then smiles in realization. "I was referring to the braiding of our hair, my sweet and eager princess, but if you'd wish to persue other intersts first I would not object."
THe queen dips her fingers into the creamy fruit dip and crawls toward Alana, pressing her knees easily apart. She smears the cream over the outer hood and lips of the girl's sex, and then licks her fingers.

“Your Majesty? But…” Confused but having no desire to interrupt or contradict her Queen, the princess watches Alana intently.

"Lesson number one," the queen smiles and eagerly licks her lips as she bends to place her head between Alana's legs. SHe's placed the princess so that the girl is mostly sitting upright, leaning back against crude fur and leather pillows, and has a perfect view of Adolla's face, tongue, and of her own dripping sex.

Alana watches the Queen, with interest, she meant what she said and is eager to learn. Of course, seeing this never before seen side of herself, her entire body blushes pink.

Moaning her hunger, Adolla leans forward with her tongue protruded and begins to lick the girl clean of the fruit dip, a little at a time and with great care. As the cream disappears, Adolla reaches behind her to retrieve a bit more, as well as a slice of peach. The cream is smeared atop Alana's clit, begining to protrude from her hood slightly. With the slice of slightly under-ripe peach, Adolla begins to gently fuck the girl, looking up at her face as she watches the princess watching.

Alana is finding it harder to watch as her eyelids become heavy with a growing lust, she struggles to keep her body still, fighting her reaction to the ...fruit. She would cover her face if she could unclench her fingers from the pillows.

"Nice and slow, see? The idea is to create anticipation for more. You've tasted more, now, and this... this is helping you to anticipate it, yes? You want me to keep going or would you like to try this much?"
As she finishes her questions, Adolla removes the peach slice from Alana's tunnel and bites the tip, then quickly reaches over and sucks the cream from the girl's clit so that the cream joins the peach in her mouth. She devours it, and smiles at the princess.

“That is absolutely wonderful Your Majesty, would love to try it as I feel I am developing a new appreciation for the fruits of the earth...but I don’t see how it is going to help me braid your hair.” The princess giggles then quickly covers her mouth, smothering her and hiding her smile from the Queen. Ashamed of herself, for a moment she forgot she was talking to the Queen of the Amazons and made a joke. She should not have done that, she has insulted the Queen and cannot look at her.

 

[intriguess]

Kalia's strong legs gripped her new lover, and she slowly pushed him away as she laid down on the table. Kissing him was a dangerous thing, she felt as she toyed with her nipples feeling them make her palms wet, which only added to the rish sensations of the hardened nubs against her fingers.

 

[showdolly]

“That is absolutely wonderful Your Majesty, would love to try it as I feel I am developing a new appreciation for the fruits of the earth...but I don’t see how it is going to help me braid your hair.” The princess giggles then quickly covers her mouth, smothering her and hiding her smile from the Queen. Ashamed of herself, for a moment she forgot she was talking to the Queen of the Amazons and made a joke. She should not have done that, she has insulted the Queen and cannot look at her.

The queen, a bit perplexed, just stared at the princess as she went through her phases of moods. Suddenly, she realized that she'd misunderstood Alana's previous comments. She'd still been talking about braiding... it had been the talk of the shower which had derailed the queen's thinking. It was Adolla who now stifled a laugh as she caught that Alana was worried that the queen wouldn't find it so funny....
"YOU!" She hissed, knowing the girl couldn't see the playful smirk on her face. "You would laugh at ME???!!?" She leapt across the bed and tackled the girl, forcing her to lay face up and flat beneath her own body. Looking directly into the girl's face, she began laughing as she continued. "There's only ONE time where that's permissable!" She kissed her quickly, and then began tickling the princess, both of them still naked and the queen atop her young friend as the girl wiggled and writhed beneath her. She tickled her fiercely, along every rib and in the tuck of her collar bone, on the insides of her thighs high up where it tickled to be pinched roughly. Now and then she let her hand purposefully grope the girl, grabbing a tit here or cupping her sex there, and soon her mouth was involved in the playful assault as well.

"I'll teach you to laugh at me!!" She roared, and playfully went to biting and sucking along Alana's neck, laughing and giggling the whole time, glad the princess had made her feel so... girlish and silly. A queen needed that now and again, and a girl such as this was just the right one to bring it for her.

 

[flithymind]

Allyd felt a weird mixture of envy and arousal as he watched this new man push himself into 'his' Amazon. He could hardly blame him though - she was quite possibly the most magnificent specimen of womanhood he had ever seen.

And as he leaned in to kiss her, he felt a strange flood of relief as he watched her push him away, instead leaning back to fondle her own wonderous breasts - he shifted on the bunk to get a better view of her, feeling more awake with each passing moment.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

"YOU!" She hissed, knowing the girl couldn't see the playful smirk on her face. "You would laugh at ME???!!?" She leapt across the bed and tackled the girl, forcing her to lay face up and flat beneath her own body. Looking directly into the girl's face, she began laughing as she continued. "There's only ONE time where that's permissable!"

Alana squeaks like a toy when the Queen pounces, and thrown on her back like a submissive pet the princess is, at first, too stunned to react. Only at the sound of her Queen’s laugh does Alan’s mouth open wide with happy surprise.

"There's only ONE time where that's permissable!"

The Queen’s quick kiss lulled the princess and she was completely unprepared for the tickling assault. Completely. The princess had never been tickled before. All long arms and legs and flying hair the giggling princess tries to wriggle away from the Queen’s joyful attack. She laughed so hard she thought her side would split…

“Oh cruel Queen, to tease your poor servant so mercilessly…” the princess sputtered between laughing gulps of air. “Once again you torment me, drive me wildly into a passionate fit…” The princess tries to roll away and make a strategic escape but is caught on her own hair and she wriggles beneath Her Queen… “EEK!... majesty…please! oh please…”. Alana’s giggles are nearly uncontrollable, “You torment me, drive me wildly into a passionate fit of giggles.”

As Adolla adds kisses to the assault, the sound of Alana’s giggling is occasionally broken by a soft moan drawn from her smiling, laughing lips.

"I'll teach you to laugh at me!!" She roared, and playfully went to biting and sucking along Alana's neck, laughing and giggling the whole time, glad the princess had made her feel so... girlish and silly. A queen needed that now and again, and a girl such as this was just the right one to bring it for her.

Alana responds to the Queen, but more of her girlish giggles turn to moans and whimpers as she reacts to the soft weight of the Queen’s body pressing against her. Tits to tits, belly to belly… Without thinking, her body reacts. Her hips reflexively lift themselves as her legs move to open. Realizing what her body is doing, her face would flush redder it that were possible.

She tries to calm herself by running her hands in long, smooth strokes up the Queen’s back, a hand on each side, from the top of her beautiful ass to her shoulders. Giggling again, the princess realizes it is having exactly the opposite of the desired affect...

 

[showdolly]

"What's the matter, little princess?" The queen playfully taunted the girl. "Do you like that? Do you want me to keep tickling you? I'll tickle you til you're blue in the face!" She laughed, noticing the princess' change of movements about her back, and slipped her own hand between Alana's thighs to 'tickle' what lie there.
Adolla began 'attacking' the girl with kisses, along the neck and chest, sucking now and then and still tickling her with one hand whilst her other played about the girl's outer folds. Now and then, the Amazonian queen would let a finger slip between them, getting it the slightest bit wet before bringing that hand up to tickle and switching the other to take its place.

The silliness went on for a bit, and Adolla kissed the princess each chance she got. She let her free hand trickle towards the girl's nipple, tweaking and teasing it as they played. Soon she began bucking her hips into the girl, pelvic bones grinding against each other until Adolla slunk downwards a bit to allow her own bones to rub against the other's sensitive areas. Now cooing a bit as she slowly eased her teasing and taunting of the girl, Adolla began using her mouth as much as she could, kissing and sucking Alana's neck and face, and inching towards her supple breasts.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

“Your Majesty!” Alana giggles as Adolla continues her tickling assault. “My Queen” she moans as the attack continues with kisses and a gentle finger. Unlike the more experienced Queen, the princess cannot ignore an attack to mount a counter-assault. If fact, she can barely keep up a defense, as the Queen start to push her into a tantalizing cycle of moans and giggles.

”Your hair, your Majesty! Your hair! How can I braid it when it keep hitting me in the face?!” Laughed the princess as she temporarily found she had a vocabulary after all.

The princess begins to anticipate the Queen’s teasing kisses and greets them with her soft mouth eagerly parting and her tongue ready to dash for a taste of Adolla’s sweet lips. Although she can’t help but laugh and try to wiggle away from Adolla’s tickling fingers, Alana has given up on the pretense of trying to tickle in her in return. And when good fortune blessed her with the Queen’s beautiful nipple so near her hand she could not resist taking it in between her fingers, pressing and rolling it gently. Still tentative, her lips and tongue nibble at the Queen’s neck with a growing passion that still frightens her enough that she tries to keep it in check… But her hand moves again, along the graceful line of Adolla’s back, lower, to the Queen’s taut bottom and in firm grip she clutches and pulls the her tightly, closer to her own body.

Alana’s giggles fade as tickling becomes teasing. The two girls rub their bodies together, hands, and mouths searching for ways to arouse and gratify. Never assertive, Alana’s hand become more confident and firmer as they toy with the Queen’s perfect, full breasts.

 

[showdolly]

As their pace slowed, the playing beginning to melt its way into sexual seduction, Adolla smiled
at the realization that Alana's touches were becoming ever so slightly bolder, more confident,
more electric. She relished each and every time the princess' hand moved to another portion of
her own body, making certain to whimper and moan each time the girl tried something new, hoping
to encourage and even promote her touches, caresses.

"Did you like our little shower, Princess? Did you like for me to touch you like that?" The queen
taunted her companion, wriggling her way into the girl's wetting heat as she spoke. "Be brave,
now, my little princess. You've my full permission, even my begging, to touch and tease your
queen any way your little fingers, mouth, body can manage. Okay? Yeah... just like this...."
Adolla began stroking inside the girl, using two fingers, and lowered her face to Alana's breast
to sate her nipple fascination. SHe moaned at the young one's touches, and relished that she was
atop the other.
Slowly, carefully, she began taking her, piece by piece, bite by bite. The queen noticed the
ladies of the entourage begin to enter, and she knew that they had something to tell her, knew
before they spoke what it was that was coming. Yes, Faulk had prepared himself and behaved well.
They'd likely played with him and taunted him all afternoon, and now that evening was nigh they'd
brought the man back to the chamber of their queen. Adolla had plans for him, and she hoped that
through everything the two had shared to now, the princess wouldn't balk when it was time.

Waiting, motioning to those watching to keep their distance and wait for their cues, Adolla kept
her senses tuned to the body of the girl beneath her, responding to her every sexual whim and
pleasing the body of the young princess with her own as she watched for her opportunity. She had
a thing or two still left for the girl, and didn't want to ruin that just yet with the man she'd
unfortunately had to tag along with her. Soon she'd be where the queen wanted her, and soon even
the young princess would coo and yearn for the touches of the queen....

 

[impish_pixie]

The princess thrilled at the sounds that Adolla was making, the little whimpers and slight moans. Although not quite willing to believe that her touch could affect the beautiful Queen, the possibility excited her anyway. She moved her hands over the Queen with greater assurance as her desire to touch every part, every inch of the Queen rose and drove her hands on.

"Did you like our little shower, Princess? Did you like for me to touch you like that?"

Alana realized the Queen was taunting her and smile rose to her lips, lips that reshaped themselves in a soft “0” as the Queen’s fingers wiggled into her wanting sex. Immediately, Alana hips rose, pressing into and around the Queen’s fingers.

“Mmm… yes, mmmy Queen.”

"Be brave, now, my little princess. You've my full permission, even my begging, to touch and tease your queen any way your little fingers, mouth, body can manage. Okay? Yeah... just like this...."

Alana started to lose herself to the Queen’s experienced touch … but she would not succumb, she refused. Oh, there is no mistake that the princess was willingly and eagerly accepting the pleasure of the Queen’s touch but she refused to let it drive her off her course, the little princess was determined to return the Queen’s gift of pleasures, even though Adolla was making it very difficult for her to think.

As the Queen’s two fingers stroked inside her, Alana sneaked, snaked, and slid her hand down Adolla’s magnificently taut stomach. It was an exercise in control, for the princess, the girl driven by two conflicting desires – to writhe in Adolla’s hands, and have Adolla writhe in hers. She contorted her body to slide her little hand between the Queen’s thighs and at, first all she could do was hold the Queen’s sex in the cup of her fingers. Emboldened, when Adolla did not rebuff her touch, the princess slowly drew her finger back and forth along the soft line, carefully pressing and working her way in between the lips of the Queen’s sex. Her fingers moved with more confidence as her mouth placed hungry kisses and nibbles on the Queen’s flesh…

The princess’s body stiffened as her hand continued to pet into Adolla’s sex and she whispered into the Queen’s ear, “Your Majesty…we are not alone….”

 

[showdolly]

Adolla giggled, amused that the princess had finally noticed their... company. She simply continued on with their activities, nodding in confirmation. "You're right. They've something to tell me, but it's not important enough to interrupt us. They'll stay back until I invite them over, and I'm having too much fun right now. If you'll watch them, some of them might begin playing with themselves or each other in a bit...." The queen giggled again, becoming anticipatory of her little surprise for the princess. Hopefully she'd broken in the girl enough that she'd simply take it in stride... but, it was her own Faulk, and Adolla wasn't positive.

She changed her position, laying beside Alana with one leg propped up so that the girl could continue her ministrations. She smiled as the other simply rolled with her, not missing a beat and continuing in her kissing, nipping, and exploring of the queen's body. Adolla reached behind her to retrieve a makeshift phallus of dried and oiled leather. It was the smallest of her collection, and one only used on occasion for the breaking in of a newly aged tribal girl. It was small, only about the size of two fingers, but it was hard and unbending, and thus felt much differently than the hand of a woman. The thing had been well oiled, so as not to poke or cause discomfort to a young virgin, and unless used forcefully it seldom broke any of the girls. No, it was simply a training tool, one to please and drive a virgin to climax, so that within a few more moments she could be truly broken in by the queen herself....
Adolla pulled the thing over and began wetting it with Alana's own juices, not inserting it just yet but rolling it around in the soft, pink folds of the girl's sex as she let the princess get a feel for what was to come. When the princess closed her eyes, she motioned silently to some of their audience, who bowed and left to fetch Faulk. They'd not enter him until the queen gave yet another signal, but still, the man was coming and the Amazonian Queen could feel her own tensions mount in the extreme anticipation of the hard flesh of a man within her own depths... and watching as the princess was impaled as well. Yes, this would be good times.

 

[scribe_m]

She motioned to some of the tribals to take Falk to his own chambers, where he was to be watched constantly, but not humiliated. If he seemed to be interested in any of them, they were allowed to have their ways with him, on their terms, but instructed to not hurt him. From what Adolla knew about men, he'd probably enjoy a woman who had his way with him without making him bleed. Ugh. Men.

Falk paced his quarters with a cross between nervousness and impatience. He tried to rest when he was dismissed, but he found rest fitful and disturbing. He did not know what the Amazons had done to the princess. He knew what men would do to her -- but what would women? He agonized at the thought of the princess under the ministrations of the queen, what sort of horrid torture she could be enduring this moment. The two guards entered his quarters and announced, "You shall see the queen."

Falk replied, "Is the princess safe? I must see her."

The two guards looked at each other, titteringly. "The princess is quite safe. She is well taken care of, you could even say. We shall let you see her. And we're sure you will do more than just... *see* her..."

Falk did not understand, and followed as he was told.

OOC: Seems like Tigerjaw is unavailable, so thanks to Dolly for the invite. Impish, I look forward to writing with you.


Scribe.

 

[impish_pixie]

Alana

Alana thought she’d be uncomfortable with an audience, she didn’t think she wanted to watch the other woman… do ... anything. She was about to say something to the Queen when the Queen rolled away and Alana’s body instinctively followed her. Alana believed it might be possible that she was perhaps pleasing the Adolla and she more the anything wanted to please the Queen. So, instead of speaking she pressed her lips against the Queen’s graceful neck and slide her finger into Adolla, trying to repeat what the Queen had done to her.

The princess's mouth sunk a trail of kisses down from the Queen’s neck to her breast, as her finger moved with in the queen. She pressed a second finger to join the first as she took the Queen’s beautiful red nipple between her lips.