Chapter 5: A Taste of Amber
This story is an adaptation of the first sexual roleplaying thread I ever started. It is told from several viewpoints, Violet who is the main female figure, Amber who changes from visitor to resident, and several male visitor's. It is broken into several episodes for easier reading.
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Violet's eyes:
I smile and we head back to water enjoying it's sensual feel as we wash ourselves, letting you slowly get accustomed to my body and your young firm body. The sun moves slowly through sky, as we play. I splash you gently seeing a sukus a narrow straw like plant that purifies anything sucked through it. I remember the first guest it had shown it's purpose on. The guy hadn't known what hit him. I had just woken up to see the plant attached to slit of his cock before man faded away. The plant had turned a pleasant rose color and when I drank from it it was divine.
I sipped water with it knowing I wouldn't need to use it on you. Directing you out of water near the dongwoods seeing your expression of wonder.
Amber's eyes:
I step out of the water, the sun warm. Stretching to my full height, then higher as I wiggle and relax, my body content for the first time in well, ever. The waters drips from my hair and down my back, running between the crack of my ass, it is chilly and I shiver. Not knowing what you want I turn my eyes to feasting on the beauty around me. So, I simply stand here, enjoying the scents, the scenery, and just being alive.
Violet's eyes:
"So tell me my pet," a soft purr in my voice as I rise from water shaking the water off enjoying the warm sun upon my skin. "What do you want to do now?" there was something so fresh about her. Novel, in a way I could enjoy her trying out everything for first time in that timid sensual way she had. It was like tasting sugar for first time and wanting more. I didn't want to move to fast, I wanted to savor her slowly, enjoying her carefree expression as she spun slowly. I move to the large tree and rub myself against it, drying myself out as I watch her, her eyes jumping from plant to plant like a child in a candy store that is told they can have anything they want, and that they can always come back tomorrow for another.
Amber's eyes:
"What is this place? Where? It confuses me. I think I dreamed of it, back there, in that other... dark... world. But how did I get here?" I am puzzled and hope she doesn't mind the questions as we walk around and admire the view. "How do the men come here? Do we call them? Do they have no choice, like a siren's call, they must follow here?"
Violet's eyes:
"I call this place Xanadu, people aren't exactly called, but when I really need someone, someone usually shows up, men are usually single, or somewhat celibate. This is sort of sexual playground for us and them. I've only been here...a few years...I think, time has very little meaning here. Sometimes when I sleep I see glimpses of other peoples dreams. and I can when I concentrate draw someone here.
Amber's eyes: "Is this your world? Did you create it? Or are you from elsewhere too?" We walk as we talk, our hands twined together. But I need to touch her more, to know it is real, not a fantasy, a dream from which I might awaken and find myself alone again. I don't ever want to be alone again. Maybe I have gone mad. And in my madness created this place. Maybe my body lies elsewhere. Tied to a bed in a crazy hospital. Drugged and ignored while my mind wanders this place. I don't care. I won't leave here. I sit where she motions me, beneath my tree again, its tendrils and vines softly stroking my hair and petting my shoulders. Not holding me this time, just welcoming me home. Home. Yes, this is home now. I smile as she sits beside me. Xanadu, the perfect name for this place. This garden of delights. Violet pulls me to her, cradling my head on her shoulder as we lean back against the tree.
"I have been alone here for so long. But now you are here. What fun we will have. Wait till you see the waterfall, the river, the plains. Oh everything. I want to share it all with you."
Her hands softly stroke my arms, causing me to shiver in delight. I want her hands to touch me, to make me feel more alive then I ever did before. I tip my head up and we kiss. Soft, gentle, but soon firmer. More passionate and deep. Her tongue explores my mouth, gently teasing. I moan as her hands squeeze each breast. She cups them one by one, teasing the nipple with her fingers. I know, without a thought, that my pussy awakens for her. I lean into her, savoring her taste, her touch. Everything about this wonderful Goddess.
Violet's eyes: