by Julie Law
Daisy could only brace herself against the table and moan, the lust and need she felt too great to allow her to do anything else. She started moving back against the other woman, then stopped when that became so pleasurable it seemed to hurt.
Isolde didn’t mind at all. She was in heaven, and right then nothing would have made her relinquish her hold on the other woman.
It didn’t take them long to have a second orgasm. Isolde stopped to enjoy it, and then draped herself over Daisy’s back, her legs suddenly failing her. The blonde struggled under the weight, and at the hard rod that remained inside of her, but managed to remain upright.
“That was perfect, wasn’t it?” Isolde whispered in Daisy’s ear, and smirked when the other woman shivered.
Daisy didn’t even attempt to formulate a reply. Her thoughts were heavy, her tongue seemed to be tied in a knot, and her sex was on fire. The lust provoked by the green potion had only abated slightly, but she could feel it gathering once more, and she knew it would only truly leave her hours later, once she had thoroughly enjoyed.
Isolde moved back, slightly, and slipped out of the other woman. Daisy winced, then turned around and looked at the empress. The mocha skinned woman was beautiful, and even she, who had never much cared about other women, could see it. The empress was slim, athletic, but still had enough flesh in her to make her curvaceous.
Her breasts were on the small side, but looking at them right then, Daisy couldn’t resist the temptation and reached out to touch them, cupping them with her hands and playing with the nipples.
Isolde arched and offered her chest to the blonde, her hand moving down to play with her cock. Daisy’s touch was inflaming her once more, and she decided to pay the blonde in kind. They both moaned when she grabbed the voluptuous breasts in front of her, spreading her fingers wide, feeling Daisy’s nipples come to rest between them.
The empress smirked at the other woman, and then leaned down to taste those pink buds, wondering how they would taste, wondering if it would be something close to the taste of the other woman’s sex. They didn’t taste much of anything, but Isolde licked them nonetheless, hard and fast, and then pulled the nipple into her mouth and started suckling.
Daisy shuddered, and this time she was the one arching into Isolde, offering herself. Her hands fell atop the empress’s head, holding unto her braided hair and pulling her tighter. Isolde didn’t fight against that grip, and used the opportunity to press her rod once more against the other woman.
When she couldn’t take it anymore, the empress leaned back and poised her hands on the other woman’s shoulders. “Kneel.” Her voice was husky, and the look in her eyes scorching. Daisy didn’t resist.
Slowly, bit by bit, her knees bent and she fell, stopping when her face was right in front of Isolde’s crotch. The empress’s hands on her hair, the almost pull, only made her more eager, and without hesitation she grasped the woman’s dark rod.
She started teasing a little, grasping it and pumping, rubbing her thumb against its tip, but she was in no mood for games, and neither was Isolde. She pressed her lips against the tip of that rod, and licked it, then opened her mouth and let it take refuge within.
Isolde shuddered and held tighter unto Daisy’s head, resisting the temptation to start to thrust. It felt too good, and it was hard to describe just how much she enjoyed the motions of the other woman’s tongue against her. Daisy bobbed her head, massaging the cock with her lips, and at the same time licked the underside of it, swirling her tongue around the rod for good measure.
With so much stimulation, and after all they had done together, Isolde couldn’t resist and came once more.
Daisy’s eyes bugged out when the cock released its seed, but persevered and continued sucking, continued caressing it until it gave her all that it had to give, and only then did she release it.
“Turn around.” Isolde ordered almost immediately, and Daisy was so out of it she didn’t even bother questioning why. There was a push on her back, and she was forced to brace herself on her hands and knees, and realized what Isolde intended.
She shuddered when the other woman kneeled behind her, and again when the empress pressed the rod against her sex. They had done this minutes earlier, but she was just as eager to do it again as she was the first time.
Isolde’s thrusts were harder this time, more precise, the motion far more comfortable than before. She held unto Daisy’s hips and pulled, forcing the woman to move into her, driving herself to the hilt inside of Daisy. The blonde started thrusting back of her own volition, closing her eyes and just enjoying, starting to moan as the pleasure built up.
Their pleasure was harder to reach this time, their previous releases playing against them, but eventually it had to happen once more, and Isolde came for the third time inside of Daisy. It wouldn’t be the last time.
They fucked each other in all the positions they could think of, they used their hands and mouths, they played with Isolde’s rod, and eventually, when the night turned back into day, they collapsed against one another and slept, content in each other’s warmth.
Epilogue
“Enough, enough.” Daisy’s voice showed her temper quite clearly, and the women surrounding her retreated in short order. She grabbed the gown they tried to dress her in, and tried to put it on, only to fail when it wasn’t able to accommodate her swollen belly. She almost screamed, and the handmaidens moving back showed they noticed it. She glared at them, and they fled the room without hesitation.
“You should relax.” Isolde’s voice came from behind.
Daisy gritted her teeth. “Easy for you to say, you’re the one who did this.” She pointed at her pregnant belly.
“And you did this.” Isolde replied in kind, pointing at her own pregnant belly as she approached her lover, smiling when the woman huffed and looked away.
She couldn’t deny she was amused by how their pregnancies changed them. Before, she was the one who got angered easily, now she found it easy to relax, to let life follow its path, and Daisy hated it.
The blonde glared at her when she noticed her smile.
Isolde let her eyes move over the witch, feeling her lust become more pronounced as she did so. She had grown to enjoy the other woman’s company very much, and only hated that in their far advanced pregnancies it wasn’t easy to love each other. She wanted nothing more than to make the other hers every moment of the day.
Eventually, Daisy looked aside, and Isolde approached, putting her arms around the blonde. The witch might not say anything about it, but the gesture reassured her, Isolde could see it. She smiled.
She couldn’t have imagined this was what would happen when they brought the blonde witch to her, but she wouldn’t change anything about it all.
The end
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