Free Web NovelGiselle was as magnificent as ever. She towered over him with her glamorous, well-muscled body. In her hand, she held something that resembled a long dildo with a chunk of metal capping it off. Her school shirt barely contained her huge assets, and Linhart couldn’t help but notice that her nipples were standing plump and erect. He thought back to a week ago, when he’d been freely sucking on those delicious morsels.
Linhart forgot for a moment about bonding with Serapha, as he stood in awe of this powerful and feminine Fighter. He could see that her shapely arms were both bare, as Linhart checked for her ID bracer. Like most freshmen, she was probably scheduled from receiving hers during morning Mentor Hour. Fate had presented him with another golden opportunity. Wouldn't she be a great candidate for his harem? She had saved him from Magister Quintus in the past, and with a body like hers, she seemed to be a perfect protector.
“Do you remember me, boy?” She was right in front of him now. She seized him gently by the chin and tilted his face up towards hers. “You look sickly, thinner than when I last saw you,” she commented, looking him up and down, “You’re still a little flower, but you’ve lost some of your petals since your fight last week.”
Linhart had no idea what she meant by that. This world had lots of strange slang that he would eventually have to learn, but for now he had to rely on their raw chemistry and body language to guess what she was talking about.
“Giselle, your breasts are just as big as ever,” Linhart tried to show confidence, even teasing her with a joke, “Have they been beaten and bleeding much since I saw you last week?”
She was definitely surprised by his boldness, and her gray eyes were twinkling with lust now. “You little tease, you are crazy to come into the girls’ room! You want a pussy to pound you that badly? I can give you what you want if you ask nicely.”
Linhart didn’t know what to say. She was more straight-forward than ever. Was it because they were in the girls’ room? He would love to fuck this bombastic girl… but not here.
“No, you bitch!” Serapha shouted, pushing Giselle away from him, “keep your talons out of him!”
Oh right. Linhart had forgotten all about the moment Serapha and he were sharing before this girl interrupted them. Her personality was just too powerful. She was like a freshman Xenia-in-training.
A look of anger crossed Giselle’s face and she slapped Serapha hard on the head. Serapha crumpled under the force of the blow, sinking to the tiles, her hands hitting the floor with a loud Twack! ƒrēewebnovel.com
Giselle was on top of the shapely brunette now, like a rider sitting backwards on a horse. She was smacking her bare bottom with her open palm and rubbing her with the long sculpted stick she had brought. It did resemble a dildo, and Linhart could tell by the way she held it that Giselle had some nefarious plan for the smaller girl.
“Your boyfriend comes back and suddenly you grow a set of tits again,” Giselle spoke threateningly, running the dildo over Serapha’s bare ass cheeks, ending with the smooth metal capstone pressed against her anus. Her back door had already opened wide, perhaps because she had been sitting on the toilet? Giselle spit on the tip of the rod, wiggled it around a bit, and then forced the bulging tip right up her butthole.
Linhart was standing now in front of Serapha's face now, and he knelt down. From here, he had a great view of Giselle backside, bent over Serapha's wriggling body. He couldn't see the dildo sliding in and out, but every stroke sent vibrations through both of them. It was hard not to look up Giselle's shirt, which hung loose in front of her. Her under-boobs looked like two ripe melons, dangling and jiggled with her every motion. His eyes were inches away from those long legs that were thick as small trees and the fabulous ass that, from this angle her skirt failed to conceal. She was not wearing any panties, and Linhart couldn't help but stare at that immaculate pussy. It looked too delicate to belong to such a strong woman. Perfectly formed, with lips just slightly parted like the shy petals of a flower. She was dripping wet, and the clear drops were falling down into the wild brown hair of the girl beneath her. Linhart's attention turned to that girl.
Her face was lost in her hair, but he could hear her muffling grunts of pain and anger. He ran his hands through her hair, drawing it back until her face was drawn up to his. Serapha's teeth were gritted. Her eyes opened wide, and her mouth relaxed into a smile that looked genuinely happy.
"Don't worry. I'm here with you," he whispered into her ear, and she emitted a long moan. Her arms reached out shakily and she wrapped her hands around Linhart's bare ankles. The spanking sounds were growing louder and Linhart stood up again to see what was happening. She admirably did not make any noise of complaint, but Giselle was scolding her for the way her body wouldn't stop shaking. The whole process seemed to be practiced, and Linhart had to assume that Giselle had stuck this dildo up Serapha’s ass before.
“Look at you being all calm and quiet in front of Linhart,” Giselle spoke to her in a deprecating tone. “He's never going to want you to fuck him again, when he sees what you have up your butt. Hold still!”
Giselle let go of the dildo now and left it there, sticking out of her ass. Serapha held on tight to his ankles, not looking up and not moving.
Still riding her back, Giselle started playing with Serapha’s pussy, coaxing higher and louder sounds out of her, and abusing her verbally, calling her a slut, calling her a virgin, most of what she said was aimed at boys being repulsed by her. Linhart's name was mentioned frequently. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, it was verbal assault. Why was she treating her with such distain? Was it because of that argument the two had a week ago?
Linhart's heart went out to his dear old friend, and he reached down to reassure her. His hands played with her hair, trying to comfort her and he stuck his finger in her mouth to help distract her. She sucked on it, making all sorts of excited sounds. After a few minutes of attention at both her ends, Serapha lost control of her bladder. A spray of pee spurted around Giselle’s hand, flowing down her thighs, and pooling beneath her.
Giselle didn't stop there. In fact she grabbed the dildo and started working it in and out as she continued to finger her pussy. Linhart felt fingernails dig into his legs and her sucking stopped, as Serapha was sent to a different world. Soon she was screaming and orgasming, her fluids streaming out all over the floor, in an animalistic craze that Linhart had never seen her in before.
Satisfied, Giselle stood up again and wiped her hands off on Serapha’s skirt, saying, “Stay there twerp, I'm going to talk with Linhart and you better not interrupt this time.” freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Linhart did not like how rough Giselle was being with Serapha. He could see they’d developed some kind of relationship while he’d been gone, but this went way beyond rough play. He knelt down protectively and grabbed onto Serapha’s left hand once more. The ID bracer had been pulled out of place, and it would take time and concentration for him to secure it once more.
“I can't believe you just did that to my friend. You’re such a bully!” he exclaimed, looking at Giselle with accusing eyes.
“Eehhh?” Giselle looked angry for a moment, and then kicked Serapha hard in her stomach, causing the smaller girl to grunt in pain. “Why do you care about this weakling? She’s one of the worst Fighters in the class, and she has a dirty anus.”
Giselle pulled Linhart’s arms away from Serapha and gently pulled his shirt up over his head. In a matter of seconds he was standing shirtless, in front of this alpha woman, wondering if he was about to get the same rough treatment that Serapha had received.
Giselle didn’t touch him further though. She just stared at his body, then she met his eyes and smiled at him. “Relax Linhart, I would never hurt you.”
Her one arm wrapped around his chest and the other swept underneath his legs, and Linhart found himself being lifted up off the floor and held in her strong reassuring arms. He struggled a bit, trying to get back down to the ground, but the comforting feeling of having those warm, heaving breasts pressed up against him soon made him reconsider trying to escape. Just the feel of her softness through her shirt was like a massage across his body.
“Giselle, please don’t do these things with my friend anymore,” he pleaded quietly, and his hands ran over her nipples, so clearly defined through her shirt. One of his hands snuck down the neckline, following the edge of her cleavage and fondling her warm bronze mounds directly, as he implored her, “She’s a good girl and I love her. Please, Giselle.”
“Oooo... that's what I like, Linhart,” Giselle grinned wickedly, then looked down at the girl huddled at her feet. “Ahhnn... If you want me to leave this dirty twat alone, then you’re going to have to do something for me… Tell you what…” She pulled now at his pants, peering down into the last piece of clothing he was left wearing. “If you promise to give me that dick that everyone’s been talking about, then I’ll be nice to her. Deal?”
Linhart blinked. Everyone’s been talking about his dick?
He shook off that comment and allowed his eyes to examine her flawless face. He could only dream of having sex with a girl like Giselle in his old world, but now she was blackmailing him into sex to save his friend? This world was amazing!
“I’ll be your sex-partner or your playmate, or whatever you want me to be… but first I need to do something with her… will you put me down for a moment?”
Giselle looked satisfied with his words of reassurance. She set him down and stepped back into the shadows, giving them the semblance of privacy.
Linhart went immediately to the dildo sticking out of Serapha’s butt. She had heard the whole conversation, but she didn’t say a thing as he laid his hands on her exposed rear. Her body was still reacting to the orgasms she'd just had and the foreign object that was invading her back door. He did a quick check and found that fluid was still gushing from her pussy.
“I'm going to pull it out now, okay?” Linhart saw that she was in pain, though she smiled up at him. He tugged on the handle and found that the dildo was quite heavy and tightly wedged in there. As he slowly worked the dildo out of her, he caressed the roundness of her buttocks, occasionally licking her in an attempt to soothe the red handprints Giselle had left. His fingers slid down past the dildo, and Linhart found himself running his fingers over her vagina now.
"Oooh, yeeess..." Serapha cried softly. She was loosening up now, and Linhart found the dildo was sliding out easier. He continued to caress her vagina, and found that her clitoris was protruding. He played with it, flicking it rapidly, then squeezed it hard just as the dildo finally popped out. She was going wild again, twitching wildly, releasing an erotic shout. She was cumming all over the floor, whispering his name.
Linhart was surprised that something else came out of her ass, drawn out by the dildo. She reached for him, pulling him close and whispered, “The lodestones are coming out. Thank you my darling!” Two round metal balls fell out of her stretched out butthole and hung from the dildo with some form of attractive magic. The balls appeared to be iron and were coated with Serapha's anal fluids. Serapha pushed the dirty things away and pulled him into her embrace.
“My savior, my lover!… I love you so much,” she was mumbling below her breath.
She pulled his face to hers, reaching out to kiss him, but he held back. This was not the way he wanted to remember their first kiss together. Her eyes were two liquid pools reflected in the candlelight. “Did you really mean what you said earlier?... You love me?...”
“Serapha, I do love you, and I’m sorry that Giselle is so mean to you because of it. I’m going to give you that something I told you about now, so we can be joined forever, okay?”
She nodded to him. It seemed to Linhart that she was getting very emotional suddenly. She was quivering too much, and her hand holding the ID bracer refused to cooperate. He pulled her to her feet, ignoring the mess on the floor around them. Her slim body was covered in sweat and she was still so excited that her pussy was running like a waterfall. She seemed about to orgasm once again. Linhart knew he had to do something.
Pulling her face forward, he pushed his chest up against her lips. Boys’ bare chests seem to draw the attention of girls in this world, and the same could be said for Serapha. She stopped shaking immediately, as her tongue darted out. She started licking him all over, and her nerves seemed to calm down to some extent.
Giselle stepped forward now. It looked like she was getting impatient. He had to hurry up before she stepped in.
But she was satisfied just to watch for now. She was talking to herself too, “Oooohhh… I wanna taste those pecs! I am going to squirt all over that stomach of yours.” While she was talking dirty, her hand was busy beneath her skirt. Linhart would've loved to see her long fingers going in and out of that perfect pussy, but he had a job to do.
He seized Serapha's left arm in his hands as she continued to lick his chest and suck on his nipples. The look in her eyes showed a deep connection that went beyond sexual contact. She really did love him.
It took less than a minute to perform one or two adjustments and then he warned her, “Okay, Serapha, here comes our new life together.” Engaging the trigger on the ID bracer, the world spun wildly around him and he was hit once again by a flood of new emotions. Before he blacked out, he heard her calling his name.
