Chapter 2
Pompey was sitting on what is soon going to be her bed in what is soon going to be her room with a wet towel around her body and a cup of “hot chocolate” in her middle two hands. She just got out of the shower with Amada, who cleaned her up from the mess they made in the kitchen just an hour ago.
Amada is in her room, getting in her pajamas and giving Pompey time to think about what just happened with the two of them.
A few more minutes of pondering, and the door swings open. Amada comes in dressed in a nice, thin pink bathrobe that goes down to her ankles, with each of her four nipples jutting out a full inch with ease. Pompey looks down quickly in embarrassment.
“Hey,” said Amada, trying to sound as non-seductive as possible (and failing). “How are you feeling?"
Pompey looks up at Amada, trying her hardest not to look down at the fair amount clevages that is in her view. "I feel... good."
Amada walks slowly over to the bed and slams her romp down on the opposite side of Pompey. The force of her butt is so great that Pompey is sent a foot into the air before landing back on the bed. They both giggled a little bit before Amada spoke up again.
"So, how did you like your first orgasm?” asked Amada, smiling.
Pompey blushes deep red and takes a sip of her hot chocolate before speaking up. “It was amazing,” she says, looking down at her hooved feet. “But it also made me a little nervous.”
Amada nods understandingly. “My first time scared me too, but you get used. Eventually, you can get comfortable having sex with anyone. Trust me, you build your confidence, and you'll have other porks or non-porks in your bed in no time.
non-porks? Pompey thinks, Is this "secks" thing something that you can do with anyone?
Pompey looks up at Amada and says, "Heh, thanks..."
Amada reaches out and takes one of Pompey’s hands. They hold there for a second.
“Here's the thing: it is really early in the morning right now. And I am already late to work, and tomorrow you have an orientation to go to.
“Orientation?”
“Orientation. Don’t worry; when you go to bed, I'll wake you up and get you ready so that you don’t miss it. But you have the whole house to yourself today, so do whatever you want. Until I get back tonight.
Amada then reaches over and kisses Pompey on the cheek. Pompey blushes a little as she watches Amada stand up. Pompey sees that even with the bathrobe, there is still an outline that shows how massive Amada's ass is, and Pompey can’t look away. Amada then walks to the door, blows a kiss to Pompey before leaving the house for work.
Pompey lays in bed and looks at the wooden ceiling for a few seconds before bringing her upper left arm to her face.
99, just like it was an hour ago.
What does it mean, and why did it go down when we had "secks"? Does something happen when it reaches zero?
The thoughts go through her head until she looks over to her left. On her nightstand, there was a book to read. She grabs it and looks at the cover.
[The Art of Desire]
Pompey stares at it, confused. Before flipping the book to the first page.
[Need help with embracing your lust? This book has the objective of teaching you everything from standard nipple play to sucking co...]
Pompey slams the book shut and brings it to her chest, biting her lip. She didn't know what she just read, but she knew that this book was related to what Amada and Pompey just did.
She thinks about it for a second before realizing something. If she wants to get good at this "secks" thing, she is going to need to understand how it works.
embracing her inner ace student, she opens the book and begins reading it like she's studying last minute for an exam that is tomorrow (something she has never done).
She reads anything that would help her in the future: oral, anal, vaginal, blowjobs, nipple play, docking. The list was endless; the book was filled with ideas that she would have never even dreamed of doing with another person. She felt herself getting tingly in her pussy, just like when she was with Amada. If she wasn't so focused on learning the material, she would have started masterbating. She kept reading, and reading, and reading... and reading....
*The next day*
Pompey wakes up, feeling Amada gently shaking her shoulder.
“Time to get up, Pomp; you slept through the entire day yesterday,” says Amada softly with a giggle.
Pompey yawns and stretches her arms into a star shape before swinging her legs off the bed. “Okay...” she says grogilly.
Amada gets up and hands her a purple linen shirt with the armholes cut and widened to fit Pompey's arms and brown linen pants that go to her ankles.
“I bought those for you yesterday. You should put them on. You're going to need to get in clean clothes for your orientation, and the carriage is almost here."
Amada leaves the room, and Pompey starts getting dressed. Once she finishes, she notices the clothes fit her pretty well, though her pants were a little loose, around the waist.
After finishing up, Pompey heads downstairs, where a huge breakfast is waiting for her once again. She and Amada eat as much food as they can fit into their mouths and then head outside for the day.
Pompey looks up and sees that the sky is now a bluish green, with clouds that move gently across the sky. There is a giant ball that is so bright that it makes Pompey’s eyes hurt when she looks at it directly.
Since it is now daytime, she was able to see the woken-up residents going to their jobs, and many of them are making Pompey stare far longer than was appropriate.
All the men and women are very attractive in their own way. Some of them are skinny, some are pudgy, some have big boobs, and some have big bulges in their groins. All of them are beautiful in their own special ways.
The only thing that is pretty much the same for everyone is their massive booties that jiggle with each step that they take. The duo walks past a woman, and Pompey swears that she could hear her ass clapping a little as she walked past them.