CH 298: The Loving Wives

The moment the group left the room, both Clara and Heather glanced down at the bottle. There was a brief moment of silence as they both reached for it, their fingers touching as they felt its warmth.

“This is insane…” Clara whispered.

“It is.” Heather nodded in agreement. She then giggled. “Come on, Clara. You’re usually more enthusiastic when we are intimate.”

Clara took a deep breath. “That’s more familiar. A penis is… completely different from my tongue or fingers…”

“Is it?” Heather reached back and took off her headdress. “I’m not sure it will be too different.”

Clara knew her wife was baiting her. She knew what Heather was trying to get her to do. She sighed and started undoing her own clothes. “Honey, this is completely fucking different. Also, a permanent change. Of course I’m gonna be hesitant.”

They both took a moment to admire one another’s bodies. Heather appreciated the rugged, scarred body from years of fighting, while Clara admired her wife’s clear, soft skin. Their eyes met, and they both awkwardly laughed. Heather scooted closer and leaned her head against Clara’s shoulder.

“Reminds me of our first time.” Heather snuggled closer. “We were both so nervous…”

“Mhmm,” Clara smiled and wrapped an arm around her nude wife. She felt her ample breasts press into her side, a feeling she’d never get tired of. “I had my teacher’s words echoing in my mind the entire time… ‘She’s not worth it’. I thank the Gods every day I didn’t listen to her.”

“Even now?” Heather glanced up at her wife’s face. “When I’m leading you into this… religion?”

“Even now,” Clara chuckled softly. “I did say I would follow you anywhere…”

“And you have no hesitations? No second thoughts?” Heather pressed further. She wanted to make sure she wasn’t dragging Clara into this.

“None,” Clara sighed. “Heather, I made up my mind. If I didn’t want to be here, you know I would have said so.”

“You sure?”

“I am.” Clara nodded. She reached over for the bottle. “Are you?”

“I’m a little scared…” Heather whispered as she hugged Clara. “Anka assures me this will be for the best… But I’m scared to share you…”

“We’ll be okay,” Clara said as she traded the bottle into her other hand. She kissed the top of Heather’s head as she steeled her own nerves. “Now, are you ready?”

Heather nodded. She pulled back and watched Clara carefully. She watched her wife open the bottle, watched her reaction to the aroma that poured out, the intrigue turn to lust in a split second. Clara’s eyes hazed over as she glanced at Heather. Heather nodded once more.

Then, Clara took a massive swig of the substance. She shuddered and gulped down the thick liquid, barely restraining herself in time to stop. She handed the intoxicating drink to her wife, barely holding back the urge to consume it all.

“Take it…” Clara’s words were slightly slurred. “Gods, it’s addictive…”

Heather gulped and glanced at the bottle. Then she followed her wife. She consumed the rest of it, feeling a wave of heat crash into her. She recoiled from the barrage of pleasure that overwhelmed her body. Her mind was foggy, and she could feel the world move around her. It was only when her wife let out a cry, that she could refocus.

She watched in stunned silence as a cock sprang from her wife’s crotch. Both of them watched as it quickly hardened. There was a pause as they watched it throb. Heather could feel her pussy physically react to that. Her insides felt so empty to the point it was almost painful.

Then, it struck her too. It felt like a fire just above her wet pussy, one that mixed pleasure with a bit of pain. Her back arched as she, too, grew a cock. There was a brief moment where both women glanced back and forth, from cock to cock, examining how different the two were.

Clara’s was thicker and taller, with a slight curve to it. Heather almost laughed, since it really fit her wife well. Beefy, tall, and muscular. Hers was quite pale and straight, with foreskin. Their eyes met afterwards; both of them could feel their lust ignite like never before.

It took a moment, but the two couldn’t hold back their lust any longer. Clara practically tackled Heather to the ground as she claimed her wife’s lips. However, she was quick to move on from her lips. She went for Heather’s breasts, claiming one with her mouth. She played with Heather’s nipple with her tongue as she grinded against Heather.

Neither had felt this level of lust before.

Heather was trying to wrestle her wife for control, but it was hopeless. Clara barely had to try. All Heather could do was wrap her legs around Clara and move her hips. Anything to ease the burning from between her legs. Her voice failed her. She wanted to call out, wanted to tell Clara what she wanted, but nothing.

Her mind was too consumed by lust and the amplified pleasure of Clara playing with her breasts. She wanted her wife inside her so badly, but she couldn’t voice it. Her lust was consuming her.

It’d take several minutes of the two moaning, rubbing against one another and feeling each other up before Clara grazed her new cock against her wife’s soaked inner thigh. That feeling jolted her concentration, tunneling her attention underneath Heather’s new appendage. She moved Heather’s cock and balls to the side, catching her breath at seeing her wife’s dripping pussy.

Heather smiled up at her. She wanted to say something, anything. How pretty she looked. How hot she was. How good she felt rubbing against Heather. But what did come out was so different. “I think you put it in there…” Heather’s words were slurred, and she barely spoke above a whisper.

“No shit,” Clara smiled down at her. Her blue eyes were aflame with lust and love. She bit her lip as she awkwardly maneuvered her new, needy cock towards Heather’s pussy. The moment she pressed her tip against the wet, hot surface, she nearly keeled over. The rush of pleasure was unlike anything she’d ever felt.

Good thing Heather’s legs clamped around her. Cause she almost fell over. She slowly slid inside Heather’s inviting insides as her mind melted with the pleasure. She barely noticed the leaking precum coating her hand from her wife’s arousal. She kept pressing forward, mindlessly going further and further inside her wife. She only stopped when she couldn’t push anymore.

“Fuck!” Heather arched her back. She could barely breath. Clara’s cock was too thick and was stretching her to the brim. “I-I can’t! You have to start moving…”

Clara heard her pleas. She moved back, resisting every urge not to. Her entire body and being wanted her cock deep within Heather. She moved back, then couldn’t help herself. She slammed back into Heather, causing Heather to rock back. She let out a moan that Heather’s wail overtook.

For a moment, the lust cleared.

“Are you okay?” Clara blinked rapidly. She thought she had hurt Heather for a moment.

“FUCK!” Heather shuddered as the wave of pleasure calmed for a moment. “Yes! Again! Ple-!”

Clara didn’t even let her finish begging. She slammed back into Heather, causing her entire body to rock back. Then Clara kept going, thrusting in and out of Heather’s insides. She lost herself to lust. She slammed into Heather so hard, she rocked the entire room along with her wife.

Their thoughts melted at the sheer amount of pleasure. Clara’s strong thrusts made sure Heather’s mind could never recover from that first deep thrust. All she could do was roll her eyes back and feel every inch of her wife rail into her.

Then, the two moved entirely in sync. Clara slammed her hips forward, bottoming out inside Heather. Heather, in turn, locked her legs around Clara’s waist. Her fingernails dragged against Clara’s back, leaving deep scratch marks in Clara’s skin. The two could feel a new pressure building up to the point of bursting.

All Clara knew was to go deep. Then the two experienced their first male orgasm. Cum gushed into Heather like a tidal wave of heat and pleasure. Whatever was left of her mind melted away with Clara’s cum pouring into her. Her own cum exploded all over herself, coating her belly and breasts in her burning, white cum. Each rope caused the two to shake in unison, their orgasm in perfect sync with one another. Heather could feel each one shooting into her, filling her womb to the brim with baby batter.

There was only a moment of clarity within the wave of pleasure. The two stared at one another for a silent second before their urges took over. Clara went straight for Heather’s cum covered breasts, lapping up the intoxicating liquid coating her wife’s skin. All while Heather was reveling in the feeling of her wife’s cum deep within her.

Then, Clara’s cock rehardened within Heather and both their lust reignited. Their brief moment of respite melted back into the throes of lovemaking. Their bodies and hearts melted together as their first time with cocks continued on.