CHAPTER 9 - The beginning.
Deilla woke softly and felt a presence next to her on the bed. She opened her eyes to find Espin's slender thigh next to her. She was sat crossed legged on the large single bed. The small nymphs taking up a tiny portion in the centre. At only 5 inches high the bed was definitely overkill.
"What's going on?" Deilla groaned, half asleep. Her eyes running up the pretty Sun nymphs body. She caught Espin's face, the morning sunlight catching her beautiful features, a tear slowly ran down her cheek. "What's the matter?"
"I'm sorry for not helping with the fight yesterday," Espin said, quietly. "I feel bad. I should have helped earlier. I don't mean to make everyone hate me...........it's just easier to not let anyone in."
"I know," Deilla said. She touched Espin's thigh gently, the soft skin sending a tingle through her body to parts she tried to ignore. It had been a while since she'd had any fun, and being around one of the prettiest creatures on the planet was taking its toll. "But we could have died yesterday and you had the power to stop them earlier." Espin's eyes dropped to her own legs.
"I can make it up to you," Espin said as she touched Deilla's bare leg and her hand slid up her inner thigh.
"Espin!" Deilla softly moaned. "We shouldn't....."
"I just want to forget for a while," Espin said, her voice quiet and yearning. "To not think about the pain."
Deilla didn't stand a chance, unable to resist as Espin ran her hand over her hip and stomach, stopping on one of her firm round breasts through her top.
"Just for a while," Espin said, squeezing gently and pressing her palm on to Deilla's hardening nipple.
Deilla couldn't stop Espin as she climbed on top of her. She even opened her legs so the small blonde nymph could press between her open thighs, a groan escaping her as Espin's bony hips pressed into her.
Deilla knew she was being used but didn't care. Memories of unwanted fantasies popping into her head. She couldn't help but find Espin incredibly beautiful. Her perfect body was too enticing, but it was her face that was so encapsulating. Pure beauty.
Their lips met and Espin groaned when Deilla gripped her firm bum cheeks. Pulling her down between her legs. Espin grinding into her.
"Oh Mother Earth," Deilla gasped and Espin giggled.
"Does that feel good," Espin teased, she moved her bony pelvis into Deila's open legs. Deilla feeling the sensations ripple from between her thighs, and course through her body. She moaned in agreement.
Espin nibbled at one of Deilla's small pointy ears, almost sending her over the edge, her body arching up into Espin. Her arousal was so intense she already felt she was bordering on a climax with every touch.
Espin's kisses worked their way down over her naked body, her neck, and collar bone. She lifted Deilla's cropped top and kissed her breasts. Deila's moans growing louder as Espin's tongue circled her nipples. Nibbling and kissing the hard tips until she could take it no longer.
"I need you," Deilla groaned. The fire between her legs now almost unbearable.
Espin responded by moving her hand down over Deilla's hips and outer thigh, before moving inside and up. Deilla's body tensed with anticipation as the hand traced higher, her legs parting further. Espin paused just short of where Deilla needed her touch so desperately.
"How much?" Espin teased.
"Please touch me," Deilla moaned. She moved her own hand down and Espin stopped it. Espin moved her fingers so they brushed over Deilla's pussy lips, lightly teasing open her slit.
Deilla raised her hips slightly and Espin's finger teased inside her. She moaned. Relief flooding through her as Espin applied more pressure, the fingertip caressing her hard clit.
Her groaning grew louder as Espin used more fingers on her, pressing down on to her clit before running them down the length of her centre.
"So fucking wet for me," Espin said. Deilla couldn't argue.
Espin slid two fingers roughly inside her and Deilla's body bucked. Her thick muscles were tightening as she tensed with pleasure. A cry escaped her as Espin pushed her fingers in hard and deep. Starting to move inside her straight away.
"So good," she groaned. Her abs tightening on her athletic stomach. Espin lifted Deilla's top again and bent down to take a nipple between her lips, making Deilla groan again. Her fingers probed inside her and moved quicker.
Espin paid some attention to Deilla's breasts for a while. Kissing, squeezing, and fondling. Deilla's orgasm growing.
Espin's kisses flowed down Deilla's body. Tracing the muscles of her abdomen until they reached the trimmed mound of her hair. Lightly planting a kiss on her most sensitive body part. Deilla's hands wound into Espin beautiful golden hair and pulled her between her thighs, her hips rising as she pushed herself onto her mouth.
Espin's tongue plunged inside her and Deilla cried out in pleasure, her body bucking and hips rising further. She felt lapping above the fingers inside her, between the top of her now swollen pussy lips. Deilla gripped the blonde nymphs' hair harder, pulling her into her further.
Espin circled Deilla's clit with the tip of her tongue. Deilla moans growing louder and louder. She was close to reaching her climax when Espin stopped.
"No!" Deilla gasped. Desperation had taken over her senses. She needed to cum.
"Not yet," Espin said.
Espin kneeled up and spread Deilla's legs, she shifted forward, opening her own legs and pressing her pelvis against Deilla's. Their wet pussy lips pressed against each other, their clits rubbing against moist flesh. They both groaned.
Espin started moving her narrow bony hips, rubbing and grinding. Her skinny body gyrated against Deilla's. Her movements were hypnotic as Deilla watched every muscle move seductively.
"Oh Mother Earth," Deilla groaned. "That feels so good."
"Oh fuck. You're not wrong," Espin said, gasping as a particularly sweet spot was reached.
Espin pushed harder, moving her hips faster, grinding with more intensity and desperation. The room filled with their moans.
Deilla felt like she was going to explode if she didn't cum soon. The torture of being on the cusp driving her wild, caught between never wanting it to end and desperately needing it to stop.
"Oh god. I need to cum," Deilla cried.