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Nectar from Eden (Final Fantasy VIII)	By : Streti Category: Final Fantasy VIII > General Views: 4033 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Nectar from Eden, part 3
by Streti, thestreti@gmail.com

Her fingers quickly typed in the command to call Balamb Garden on the portable computer's keyboard. The computer sent the request, and while waiting for the call to go through, Quistis Trepe collected her thoughts. Taking a while, finally the words 'Call Accepted' appeared on the screen, accompanied by a sound. Quistis pressed the enter button and Squall Leonhart's scarred face appeared on a video window on the screen. He seemed slightly disoriented or something at first glance, Quistis thought.
"Good evening, Headmaster Squall." As was the practise in the Gardens, the Headmasters were addressed by their first name. Quistis had also taken into account the fact that it was evening in the Balamb area, where the Garden was currently situated, while it was daytime in Deling City.
"Greetings, Quistis," he replied. Was there a slight quiver in his voice? "How you've been?" he asked, seeming to relax a little. Or maybe even more than was usual.
"Fine, thanks. How are things in the Garden? Anything new?"
He hesitated for a short while, before replying, "No, not really."
"All's well there, then. But not here," she said, taking a little pause, and then began her report: "I will begin with a general overview. The present situation is not as good as we had thought. The new government is enjoying the trust of only about half of the citizens, who've been labeled as presidentialists, while the rest, the parliamentarists, are generally disgruntled with President Trerh Deling, the government and their decisions on the future of the recovering Galbadia."
Squall was looking more attentive now. She continued. "The parliamentarists' demands of giving all full-standing citizens the right of parliamentary candidacy, electing a new parliament, giving some of the President's power to parliament and decreasing military spending have been met with stubborn refusals from the President and the government, and while some representatives in the parliament have been trying to press these issues, the presidentialists' large representation in the parliament and the non-elected parliament's relative weakness against the President have prevented any progress." To the best of her knowledge, Squall was aware of the fact that the present Galbadian government had been hand-picked by the young President Deling after Galbadia's war with most of the world. The Sorceress Edea had assassinated the previous president, Trerh's father Vinzer Deling, and seized power. Then she had led Galbadia into the new Sorceress War.
Suddenly Squall uttered a short sound, but instead of saying something, went into a small pause, and then said, "Um, go on." Quistis reasoned that he had been intending to say something, but then came to second thoughts. Squall didn't waste time on useless questions or comments, not even if he had opened his mouth already but then came to a conclusion in his thoughts. She proceeded into the latest turn of events, which made Galbadia's situation relevant to SeeD and Garden.
"I've received information from a reliable source that the parliamentarists have been secretly assembling an army of their own. With Galbadia's military forces still drastically weakened by the Sorceress War, the parliamentarists believe that swift action against what they consider corrupt powerholders is necessary for the future of Galbadia. The country is on the brink of a civil war."
Quistis paused then, letting the heavy statement seep in. Squall let out a heavy sigh, quite heavy. After a short pause, he said, "That's all we need, the world's second-greatest country going into civil war. I presume you have more to tell."
"Yes. My information source has an assignment for SeeD, and he wishes us, the SeeD of Balamb Garden, to--"
"Oh yes," Squall interrupted. "Galbadia Garden suffered heavy casualties in the war, as did Trabia Garden, so he's turning to us and SeeD. He, she?"
"He," Quistis confirmed. "He's Ashton Merrow, a highly successful Galbadian businessman. He says he wants to meet our best operatives before disclosing details of his assignment."
"When?"
"Thursday 19 hundred hours Deling time, that is, less than 54 hours from now."
"Okay. We'll set course for Galbadia. You can tell him we will meet him."
"Understood. I will relay him the message. This is all?"
"Yes."
"Ok. Quistis out."
With that, the video screen on Squall's monitor blackened, and he sighed earnestly. He leaned his head back as a giggle came from under the work desk. "News enough to blow you off?"
Dropping all the tenseness and rigid officiality his tone had when conversing with Quistis, Squall replied to Rinoa. "No news is enough for that. Ung, but you're doing a great job."
"A great blowjob," she mumbled with Squall's penis in her mouth.
"Mmh... I'm close," he uttered with anxiety. Rinoa switched over to manual stimulation, jerking Squall's wet pole before her face. A familiar tensing reaction alerted her to close her eyes before the first creamy strands of cum erupted from her boyfriend's cock. She could feel her face splattered with the thicky substance, some of which dribbled from her chin to her forward-thrust chest and bosom, held in the confines of her black top. She was listening contently to Squall's groans and sighs. Rinoa was rather pleased by the helpless whimper he emitted when she took his member back into her mouth and sucked out the trickling remains of his load.
Squall shuddered and sighed for a while, while Rinoa got out from under the desk. She stood in front of the desk, swaying slightly like she liked to do, with her hands behind her back and cum on her face and chest. When Squall lowered his head, his eyes fixed on her and he started staring appreciatively, his face lit up in a smile that told how much he liked what he was seeing. There was something profoundly inexplicable in the allure of Rinoa's white-stained skin, like there was in all the beauty of the world. It could be described, imitated and duplicated, but the reasons behind the beauty could rarely be rationalized. So he just gawked, and she giggled, making the viscous strands of thick jism to jitter as they hung from her chin, over her messy chest and top.
Then she circled around the desk and after Squall had adjusted his position in his seat a bit, she sat on his lap, his wang still hanging free from his pants, and she dangled her legs over the armrests. They kissed, saliva and cum exchanging skin and mouth, and when Rinoa moved to his neck and freed his mouth, he said, "That was wonderful."
She lifted her gaze to meet Squall's. While he was ogling the sight of her semen-wet cleavage and face, she said, "Do you have any idea how horny I am?"
Squall took his fingers to her crotch under her waist-skirt, finding a warm and moist spot at her shorts. "I think I do." With that, they rose, Squall zipped up, slid the wheeled chair further back and removed Rinoa's waist-skirt. Then he kneeled before her, peeling her black shorts down simultaneously. Her light blue g-strings joined the jumble around her ankles, and a musky aroma drifted to Squall's nose from Rinoa's pussy. He teased her briefly, licking her inner thighs, but soon he took his tongue to her revealed womanhood, though not before wetting his nose first.
"You've become a bit better," she evaluated as he licked her folds, circling his tongue around her clitoris and now and then dipping in her pussy.
"Perhaps you're just so hot," he threw back at her. Of course, while that might be true, Rinoa was most likely referring to the tongue job Squall had given Selphie last night. Their lust enflamed and their inhibitions burned away by the Ambrosiac Nectar, Squall, Rinoa, Selphie, Irvine and Zell had screwed everyone of the opposite sex that was present and enjoyed it like they were sex elementals. The sperm and pussy juice stains left after were proof of that, and even together Squall and Rinoa couldn't get them all out without making new ones.
Squall's tongue had excited Rinoa enough to give her a flush on her cum-crusted cheeks, when he decided that his jaw needed a little rest. Looking up at her hazy gaze, Squall plunged two fingers into the wet embrace of Rinoa's flesh, rubbed her sensitive nub with his thumb and kissed her bellybutton, which was just below the hem of her top. When he took a short break to lick his drenched fingers as a means of teasing Rinoa, she raised herself on the edge of the desk, her eyes fixed on him. When he grabbed her ass firmly and charged for her sex in a frenzy, she moaned and sighed in sexual delight. Squall's rested tongue and mouth worked furiously at her clam, determined to blow her high over the top. When she went into orgasm and started overflowing with sexual juices, Squall felt very content, but didn't stop his ministrations. She moaned and shouted and grabbed his hair while her body shuddered, and then finally as the orgasm subsided, she sighed and lay back on the desk.
"Ohhh... very good," she slurred. Squall rose and leaned over her for a kiss, his face and mouth still wet with her secretions. Their tender after-sex kisses occupied them for a good while, until Squall stood up and Rinoa saw that he was fully standing up. She moaned when he slid his fleshy gunblade into her willing sheath.
* * *
Siren was swimming in the warm waters of her home dimension, where it was always sunset. In that world of perpetual sunset, the day that never was had presumably been very warm, leaving after it a water that caressed the Guardian Force's bare body with its perfect temperature. Her long wings, which extended from her hair, and the shorter ones on her waist, trailed behind her on the surface of the water. Even the small wings that she normally liked to caress her breasts with, inconspicuously and almost second nature, were behind her, her breasts enjoying the caresses of the water instead of the feathery wings.
The winged GF was near the beach when a round circle appeared over the sands. In it, liquid silvery forms rippled and moved, and then an icy purple, shapely leg descended from it, with the other coming into sight soon as well, lifted up so that the foot was at the level of the other leg's knee. Shiva descended from the portal, the rest of her body mostly a greyish blue tone instead of the purple on the ends of her legs and hands. GFs respected each other's worlds, and would rarely make flashy entrances like those in the natural dimension. Sometimes the flashy entrances were just a byproduct of the energies needed from GFs to break into the natural dimension.
Siren had swum to the shallow waters of the beach and was standing there, ready to greet Shiva. With her head down from the portal, just the few long and thick strands of the GF's outlandish yellow hair remained, held in suspension in the portal. When Shiva had her feet on the sand, her hair followed gently and settled. She opened her eyes and smiled at Siren and greeted her telepathically. Siren followed suit, and eyed Shiva's body, with her fin-like appendices jutting backwards from her legs, buttocks and arms. She looked like a creature of water, so Siren invited her over to the water for a swim.
"I shouldn't," the maiden of ice replied.
"Oh come on! The water of my world is perfect and always warm. Are you afraid you'll freeze it?" enticed Siren.
"Not afraid." With that, Shiva proceeded into the water, which started steaming around her legs. Siren's eyes widened as she felt the water cool down in pace with Shiva coming closer, and to her surprise, the surface of the water started to freeze around the creature holding the power of ice. Shiva send her another telepathic utterance, "I know." Then she floated out from the water and over it and continued, "But I'm not all cold, you know." She took her hands to her breasts and rubbed her nipples, which started to point and darken, separating clearly from the dark blue color on the lower half of her breasts.
"This must be the Nectar... She gave it to Shiva too. I wonder if there are any more?" Siren thought to herself, then floated to Shiva, and they kissed over the water. Shiva's body wasn't cold at all to Siren's surprise, and she said, "The cold, you can turn it off?"
"Only when somebody turns me on," she replied, her telepathic message dripping sensuality like water from melting ice. Their breasts mashed together as they kissed in a tight embrace, slowly floating upwards in the air.
* * *
Quistis pressed the button of the hotel elevator and entered. A man came in also. She was feeling rather aroused, and imagined taking a long bath and the pleasure she would have with a shower nozzle. She looked at the elevator's floor display, which crawled upwards. From there, her eyes drifted to the back, and quickly the butt, of the man. It was on okay butt. Then she looked again at his upper body and his shirt-covered back. The man was a little on the scrawny side, but he had nice shoulders and good posture. Suddenly, she realized she was staring him in the eyes. She wasn't directly behind him, but to the side, and he must have noticed the attention she was paying to him. He smiled shyly and turned his face to the intriguing view of the elevator door.
She was too horny, she couldn't help herself. She moved to his side, turned him to face her and kissed him with force, slamming him against the button panel. The elevator stopped, but she was too aroused to mind. Her tongue had darted in his mouth, and was eagerly caressing his puzzled tongue. His lips didn't seem to want anything to do with hers at first, but as his surprise receded, he slowly began to kiss her back, and his tongue eventually became a little more active too. Encouraged by her arousal and his acceptance of her hungry kiss, she groped his crotch and got surprised muffles from him as answer. The muffled sounds turned to murmurs of pleasantness as she continued stroking his piece, feeling him harden in his pants. She moved her hand to his zipper, opened it and reached inside his pants, fishing his member from the confines of his briefs. As they wriggled against the button panel, the elevator started moving again.
Noticing the movement, she detached from the man, who was stunned by the whole unforeseen situation. She was stroking his penis jutting out from his pants as she watched the elevator go up, and she said to him, "I want you to fuck me. I NEED you to fuck me."
The man just stared at her, mouth open as she nonchalantly stroked him. Then the elevator came to Quistis' floor, and the doors opened after a ding. Luckily for them, or luckily for him, rather, for Quistis likely wouldn't have cared, there was nobody in the corridor. Determined to have him, Quistis grabbed the man's penis tightly and exited the elevator. The man stood still for a second, stopping Quistis, but in a flash of determination, decided to follow her. She led him by his erection to her door, and they entered.
* * *
The floating movement of the two GFs had developed a gentle sideways twirl as they ascended ever so slowly. Shiva relished Siren's warm flesh with her cool lips and tongue, and teeth. She nibbled at her ears, caressed and kissed and licked her neck and stroked her hair and wings tenderly. Then Shiva moved to Siren's breasts and started flicking her tongue quickly on her erect nipples. Siren held and caressed Shiva's body with her hands and wings, and the icy maiden enjoyed her touch on her skin and the soft feel of the feathers. It was all making her pussy ache. Shiva rose to level with Siren, took the songstress' hand and guided it to her dripping opening, which had already wetted her thighs. Siren looked into Shiva's sensually blue eyes as she placed her hand on her soft flesh, and entered two of her long fingers into her quim, seeing the flash of pleasure in her eyes. Shiva's other hand went down Siren's body, stroked her thick golden tuft on the way and found her clam wet as well. Staring into Siren's intelligent and aroused eyes, she plunged her fingers into her.
"Ah!" Siren yelped with sudden pleasure. Shiva was not about to tease Siren, and upped the tempo of her finger-fucking to a furious pace. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" exclaimed Siren in pace with Shiva's frigging. The burning waves of pleasure didn't incapacitate the winged beauty, however. While her hand in and on Shiva's opening had been caressing her slowly up until now, she quickly mimicked her icy lover and started thrusting her fingers into her in rapid succession. Shiva's husky moan told Siren that the mistress of ice had been waiting for it. The two supernatural female bodies were enraptured with the exquisite tensions they were causing to each other, floating in the air far above the sea.
* * *
"What's your name?" asked Quistis.
It took a while for the man to collect his thoughts and remember his name, being led straight to the bed by his penis. "Lawrent."
Quistis stopped by the bed, turned around and unzipped her vest, revealing a purple brassiere and the round curves of her breasts. "I'm Quistis."
As Quistis proceeded to take her long boots off, Lawrent realized that maybe he should start undressing as well. As he did so, Quistis' eyes roamed his skin, and met his nervous gaze when it rose from admiring her soft curves. While waiting for Lawrent to step out of the jumble of his pants, Quistis removed her bra, and was now clad only in her purple panties. Then she lunged at him, at his lips, and just when the hungry kiss had started, the burning inside her suddenly intensified. She thought she'd go mad with lust.
As they kissed, Quistis dragged him backwards and soon they fell together on the bed. Lawrent started kissing his way down Quistis' neck, stopping at her round bosoms and focusing on them, licking and suckling and kissing them and their small erect nipples in the middle of large red areolas. Quistis held Lawrent's head and caressed his hair idly, waiting impatiently for him to move on. Her aching pussy demanded attention, preferably of the erect member still jutting out from his briefs.
Eventually, he moved on, coming back up for a kiss and then moving his mouth down her stomach and navel, and lower, until he came to her panties and cast a questioning glance at Quistis, seeking assurance. She nodded impatiently, her body writhing a little with anticipation. He proceeded to take her panties off, and she assisted readily, lifting her beautiful legs so that he could slide the garment down them and off. While standing up, he undressed himself as well, his eyes fixed on her blonde bush. Getting back on the bed and pushing his index finger into her soaked slit, he got a feminine whine out of Quistis. Looking into Quistis' eyes, exploring her cavern with his finger, Lawrent asked, "Do you like this?" in a boyishly teasing tone.
"Mmm, yeah, it's nice," Quistis replied nonchalantly. Lawrent came kneeling to her side on the bed, adding another finger in her velvety canal. His other hand caressed the bare beauty of her twin hills and the valley of her abdomen. Having him in reach, Quistis grabbed Lawrent's rigid digit and started stroking, surprising him. His finger wasn't enough for her for too long, though. so she rolled and got on all fours on the bed.
Seeing her hair-covered opening on full display, Lawrent felt some precum dribble from the head of his member. "Um, I'm going to get a condom," he said and went for his pants.
"Aww..." moaned Quistis, butt up and legs spread. "If you don't have any, I have some. Just hurry!"
* * *
Closer and closer Siren got, and then she broke down, yelling sensually to the open skies. She trashed in Shiva's arms against her body as her blue lover continued her relentless attack, not minding at all the flood of white, gooey GF-fem-cum gushing from her honey pot. As Shiva continued, more and more spurts of the fluid came out and Siren went from orgasm to orgasm. Finally, she said, "Ag... No more, please...", gasping and leaning her flushed body against Shiva's. With a pleased smirk, the icy GF withdrew her drenched hand from Siren's crotch. She put her fingers in her mouth while looking sexily at Siren, and then offered the digits to her. A lot of her fluids had fallen into the open sky, but her thighs and Shiva's hand were a thorough white mess, and her quim was still dripping more of it.
Siren rested a good while against Shiva, who rubbed herself slowly and moaned quietly. In time, Siren recovered and kissed Shiva tenderly, removing her hand from her crotch and sliding her thigh between Shiva's thighs, rubbing her sensitive, seeping flesh. Then she started to sing, a choral of "aaaaa", her voice full and deep and feminine and hypnotic. Shiva went into a trance, her mind completely overwhelmed, like she was a heavily drunk human. Siren's thigh rubbing her genitals felt incredibly wonderful, and she seemed to sing an eternity, and then Shiva gained consciousness in the split-second explosion of a mind-blowing orgasm. She started screaming like in distress, and her pulsing vagina released its milk in a torrent comparable to Siren's. Siren's thigh was quickly coated with the substance. The songstress didn't have to keep rubbing Shiva for her orgasms to continue, so she removed her thigh and replaced it with her hand, drenching it with Shiva's cum. Finally, with both of their lower bodies messy with the white liquid, Shiva stopped climaxing. Siren tasted Shiva on her fingers, and then let the hazy and moaning maiden of ice taste herself. Happy and content from their from their orgasms, they started kissing each other while still floating in the air.
* * *
Quistis was riding Lawrent, and she liked being in control, bouncing fast up and down his pole. His expression was a content grin, and much of his attention was reserved for her jiggling breasts, though he looked at her face often enough for them to hold long wordless gazes, exploring the other stranger's eyes for the sentiments and sensations glimmering in the soulfully deep organs. After a while, Quistis changed her position a little, changing the up and down bouncing to rocking her pelvis back and forward. She also leaned forward, which increased the hang of the beautiful mammaries. Lawrent was pleased when he got her breasts into his reach, and he eagerly grabbed them, feeling their weight and soft curvature in his hands, and pressing his palms against her hard nipples.
After wearing herself out on his cock, Quistis said, "Now it's your turn to fuck me," and got on all fours again. Lawrent was quickly behind her.
Lawrent was soon thrusting his rubber-covered dick into her in a nice, pleasant pace, but suddenly the yearning in her body and the fire in her mind multiplied and she needed more. "Faster! Deeper!" she cried out. "Fuck me harder!" The man was quick to oblige, and started pounding her with more force, his pelvis moving in a lust-induced frenzy. "Oh yesss..." the relieved Quistis uttered. His cock was bringing her closer and closer to sweet release, and she could feel the tension building up. His grip on her buttocks was firm, and she was wondering how near he was. She didn't need to worry, however, because she reached her limit and came with passionate, moaning exclamanations of "Aaaaah!", arching her back upwards like a cat, her body and mind filled over the top with the unleashed sexual pleasure.
In short time, the spasms of her vagina stopped, and Lawrent pulled out of her dripping clam, releasing a flood of her white cream. As the fluid ran from between her puffy lips on her thighs and the bed, she uttered, her head hung low, "Wow. That was great." She took a hand to her wet womanhood, and said, "I'm not usually this wet," and from her blissful contentment continued, "Where do you want to come?"
Lawrent was delighted. "On your tits... They're so beautiful."
He peeled the condom off his slightly softened penis, while Quistis kneeled beside the bed on the floor. "Come here," she said, and Lawrent sat on the edge of the bed before her. She held her tits together with one arm and started jerking him off, pointing his cockhead at her mounds. A few quick strokes of Lawrent's condom-slimy organ were all that was needed for it to regain its hardness, and it didn't take long of Quistis' stroking until he tensed and groaned, followed by his eruption. She kept looking at Lawrent's chin, all that was visible from his backwards-tilted head as she felt his warm cum spurt on her chest and bosom. His loudest groans came together with his greatest loads, and when his dick went from spewing spooge to spilling spittle, his groans had stopped and he was sighing and breathing heavily. She played with the sticky seed on her left breast, and placed her lips around his cockhead, to suck out the remains of his jizz.
When he was finally able to look back at Quistis, he met her sexy smile and cummy tits. "Oh for Hyne's sake, that is beautiful!" he exclaimed earnestly.
"Really?" Quistis said. "I need to see it." Rising and leading him by the hand, she went to the bathroom and turned to the mirror. There was cum splattered all over her upper chest and boobs, and some of it was trailing down, leaving long white lines. Her left breast was glistening with the wetness of the sperm she had smeared on it, and spotted with more droplets of cum. Her right breast hadn't received as much milk, but some of it was splayed nicely on her large areola. She enjoyed seeing herself in such a sordid state, feeling sexy and naughty. Lawrent came behind her, wrapped his arms around her and admired the sight on the mirror.
* * *
Siren caressed Shiva's peculiar hair tenderly and kissed her face all over. The mistress of ice just enjoyed Siren's kisses, relaxing with her eyes closed and mouth slightly, sexily, open. All the while they were pirouetting slowly together in the air. Siren wanted to taste her lover's other lips, so she started going down. She trailed her mouth down Shiva's neck, stopped to give the blue enchanting mounds proper attention, and continued down, giving her abdomen plenty of kisses and caressing her naked blue midbody with tender strokes. At the same time, Siren willed an adjustment in her levitation magic, so that they were turning into a horizontal position in the air. Soon Siren's tongue was singing sweet songs at the lady of ice's hot cavern, wet with molten love juices. Shiva moaned and gave out a few gasps for a while, her eyes still closed for pleasure, her hands resting on Siren's head as she licked her.
They had now rotated 90 degrees with Siren on bottom and Shiva on top. The winged GF was floating on nothing with her back turned to the sea, her wings spread to the sky. Shiva was slightly above her, facing the ground, but she turned to look at Siren's wet thighs and her golden muff. She said, "I want to taste you too," and manipulated her levitation magic, rotating herself slowly towards her golden pubes.
Shiva floated lower in relation to Siren's goddesslike body and grabbed her bottom, sinking her mouth to to the other GF's pussy. Soon Shiva's cool, blue tongue was lapping Siren's golden-haired, still drenched muff, her breasts pressed against the songstress' abdomen. Siren also resumed her clam-diving. Gasps, moans and whimpers floated in the air, as Shiva concentrated with her mouth on Siren's pleasure and fingered and caressed her folds, while Siren drove her tongue deep into Shiva's grotto, rubbing her clit and its surroundings with her wet fingers. Siren continued relentlessly as Shiva's sounds got more and more ecstatic, and continued still when Shiva orgasmed on top of her, tensing and raising her head from Siren's wet flesh, the icy creature's hot hole spurting great bursts of GF-femcum. Siren lapped up as much as she could, but most of the slimy white wetness drenched her face, neck and chest.
The lay like that for a while in the air, still whirling around at a leisurely pace. Shiva caught her breath and consciousness, while Siren kept teasing her spent sex. Then the lady of ice uttered, "Your turn again," and floated between Siren's legs into a standing position in the empty sky, so that her pastel upper lips were at level with her lower.
Suddenly, she lunged at her cleft, working her tongue fervently at the songstress' puffy pink lips and erect nub, arousing breathy, sensual moans and sighs from the object of her ministrations. Siren observed Shiva from between half-closed eyelids, caressing her own breasts and skin, and once in a while, they exchanged wordless gazes when Shiva looked up at her. Soon, Shiva could observe the telltale signs of Siren's impending climax, and not long after, her golden muff bathed her blue face in the gush of pearly white GF sex fluids.
"Ngah! Oh! Aaaaah!" she exclaimed, gripping her round mounds firmly, her pelvis dancing forward and back. The flood of sex juices from Siren's pulsing pussy drenched the blue skin of Shiva's face and flowed down her neck and chest, with her blue breasts soon also covered. The burst of ecstacy receded in time, and Shiva rose up to the purring Siren's face. They kissed deeply, exchanging the wetness on their faces and tongues, their breasts pressing together.
"I loved that... We must get together more often," Siren said hazily. They were holding each other and descending slowly. Shiva just mmh'd.
* * *

"You have a great ass," Lawrent complimented, caressing Quistis' buttocks.
She turned around and kissed Lawrent. "Oh? Let's put it to use then," she uttered between their lips. She could already feel the man's meat hardening against her.
Quistis took Lawrent by the hand and led him out from the bathroom and back to the bed, then she pushed him down to sit on it. "I need you harder..." she said and laid her chest on the bed before him, mouthing the organ. She hadn't bothered to clean the mess from her chest and face, though she and Lawrent has smeared it all around her skin, so some of the cum was absorbed into the bedsheet. Quistis sucked along the length of the shaft, caressed the head with her tongue and lips, and it didn't take long to get the reaction she wanted, his pole fully erect again. She sucked him for a bit longer, then rose and got one of the condoms Lawrent had left at the bedside table. She put it on him, then climbed into his lap and guided his protected tool into her sheath. As Lawrent saw what she was doing, he helped Quistis on his cock, both eliciting sounds of pleasure as their sexes met. Quistis started rocking in his lap, and the position gave Lawrent close contact to the mysterious woman's soft breasts. He took great pleasure in mouthing them and kissing them as he held the woman by his ass, still tasting some residue of his semen on her mounds. Quistis, her arms around Lawrent, was also pleased with the attention he was giving to her bosom as she fucked the man.
Their fucking had started fast and was getting even faster, their skin moist with sweat and her breasts with his saliva, when Quistis lifted her dripping pussy from Lawrent's slippery rubbered cock. "Take me from behind," she told him.
As Lawrent stood up, she leaned against the bed and spread her legs for rear entry. Lawrent quickly positioned himself behind her and inserted his hard member, letting his hands wander all over Quistis' soft skin as he started sliding his piece in and out. "Ohh yeahhh," breathed Quistis huskily, and took her hand to her soaked cunt, to rub her labia as Lawrent fucked her. Having drenched her hand, she took it to her bum, and inserted two wet digits into her anus. Lawrent's eyes widened and mouth opened at the arousing sight before him and he couldn't help increasing the intensity of his thrusts.
"You like it? Seeing my fingers in my ass?" asked Quistis after a while.
"Oh yeah," he answered eagerly.
"What about your cock?" suggested Quistis and removed her fingers. With a big grin, Lawrent took his rigid rod from her sopping hole and watched as Quistis crawled on the bed, kneeling and presenting her round ass to him, spreading her butt cheeks. Lawrent got back on the bed, behind Quistis, and placed his member on the entrance of her tight hole. Pushing it slowly in, he elicited a moan out of Quistis. The vaginal fluids and the condom's lubrication helped ease the thick member into her rectum, and when it was in, Lawrent let it rest for a while so the canal could get used to it. Then he started moving the hardness, slowly at first, but soon got into a nice rhythm. With a thick fullness pleasuring her rear entrance, Quistis took her other hand to her lusty lower lips and needy nub. She was obviously enjoying herself. Her moans and murmurs attested that, and his groans were likely not without cause either.
After a while, Quistis was hanging her head low, her voice heavy, enjoying Lawrent's butt-fucking and her own fingers. But as good as it was, she thought it could be even better. "Mmmh... Let's switch over," she suggested.
"What, you mean you'll thrust your big dick up my ass?" Lawrent asked casually.
Quistis smiled at his joke, a sarcastic smile for a joke that they both knew was stupid. "No. Let me get on my back ok?"
"Sure."
Quistis turned around, lying on her back. She took one of the pillows and wedged it under her pelvis, raising her anal opening to a comfortable position for Lawrent to enter. He pushed the rod into the pleasurable tightness of her anal passage again, and resumed ass-fucking her. He appreciated the view before him. It looked somehow exquisite how her body was slightly curved in the position, and in addition to that, he could admire Quistis' fingers at her wet and red pussy, her full breasts with their small pointing nipples, and her beautiful face, her eyes closed as she elicited the sounds of passion. There was a pleasant tickling sensation in his balls and a promising pressure in his cock as he pressed on, but the woman also seemed to be close, judging by the heavy blush on her cheeks and her more and more strained moans. The combination of a hard cock in her ass and her self-stimulation was blowing her up. And off she went, her chest thrusting forward, and her hand stopping. Quistis' lower body rocked by invisible waves and her spasming pussy gushed liberal amounts of sex fluids, and Lawrent could feel her orgasm directly in the contractions of her bowel. They were too much for him, and he pulled out, yanked the condom off and let himself fly.
The post-orgasmic Quistis could feel warm sperm raining on her hot skin, but she was in too much of a bliss to even try to look, and she couldn't even quite see what was before her eyes at the moment. Lawrent, head whisking back and forward because of the acute sensations, let his cock rest on the blonde's drenched pussy as it spewed its load all over Quistis, from her face to her breasts, midriff and stomach. By the end of it, Quistis had Lawrent's love juice everywhere on her. Strings of cum decorated her breasts and nipples, a few random shots had flown on her flushed face, with some cum hanging down from her chin. A long string of spooge had happened to land across her navel, and there was still more cum on her chest and abdomen in strands, droplets and splotches.
"O-ohh wo, wow," the cum-covered Quistis stuttered. She hazily looked at something that wasn't there.
Lawrent opened his eyes just slightly. "Uhh," he replied, and rolled to Quistis' side, closing his eyes again. The man maneuvered his arm around Quistis' warm body and pulled her closer, and the impromptu couple just lay there for a long time, hot, sweaty and satisfied... for a moment.
* * *
Clad only in a long t-shirt, Quistis sat before her laptop computer, checking the day's schedule. Lawrent was still sleeping. No wonder, really, as they had fucked long into the night.
An 'Incoming Call' message popped to the screen. Quistis accepted, and saw Selphie staring intently from the screen that opened up, her eyes wide and a slight smile on her face. "Hello Quistis! How are you?"
"Hi Selphie. I'm fine, thanks."
"Anything... special happen to you last night?" Selphie asked. Her smile had a mischievous hint.
"What? How? Um, well..." Quistis could feel herself blush a little. "Well, I picked up a man. I just... It was crazy! I just couldn't help myself!" Quistis was surprised to see Selphie giggle, as she normally wasn't shy at all about this kind of talk.
"Okay, I guess I should tell you," Selphie began conspiratorially. "First, I need to tell you about Ambrosiac Nectar." Selphie explained to Quistis how she had found the Ambrosiac Nectar and described its nature as a drink of the GFs and a potent aphrodisiac.
"Wow, that's really fascinating. But, uh, where are you getting to?"
"Well, last night I was just resting, letting my mind wander... And I happened to notice you had unjunctioned Shiva and Siren." She tittered.
"Yes, because I was experimenting and reorganizing my Junction system from scratch," Quistis explained.
"Oh, so it wasn't accidental. Anyways, an idea popped into my mind. Ambrosiac Nectar being the GFs' drink, I wondered how it would affect them. I junctioned Shiva and Siren and used some of the Nectar on them, but couldn't see any effects on them. I resumed that more testing would be needed, but knowing you might need them, I unjunctioned them."
(That's not how you use the word, Selphie. Did you get them mixed up?) thought Quistis, without any change of expression.
"Anyhow, I did wonder if any possible effect might pass on to you, somehow. The Ambrosiac Nectar is a strange substance," concluded Selphie, looking up and with finger in mouth.
"So it was you that turned me into a nymphomaniac!" Quistis said in a stern tone, squinting her eyes. Then she cheered up. "Well, maybe it wasn't so bad at all," she admitted, smiling.
Selphie giggled. "Oh, we'll be seeing soon. For real. We're taking the Ragnarok there today."
"Ok, see you then. But I think we should stop," Quistis said and pointed his finger to the side.
Though Selphie couldn't see Lawrent, she got the hint, and gave a cheerful "Bye!" before closing the connection.
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Nectar from Eden (Final Fantasy VIII)