Gemorian Ascendant 2 - Sex Stories

Gemorian Ascendant 2

... summoner. Names. They have power. The ones we are called, and the ones we choose for ourselves. They are important." She looked me over again, and smiled warmly, almost shyly. "I am Maëlys."

I smiled back. For a moment, I thought about giving her a grandiose title for myself, reinventing who I was for her. But it didn't feel like what I wanted to happen. Not at that moment. Noticing we still held hands, I brought hers up to my lips and gave the pale skin there a light kiss. "I am Esteban."

She gasped, eyes widening slightly, a light blush on her cheeks. "Oh, you gave me yourself. You are sweet. Gemory said so. We are going to have such fun."

I'm sure I blushed brightly. I definitely felt hot, flushed. Of course, it didn't help matters that as I materialized fully on the astral plane, her form became solid and distinct. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the darkness that surrounded us unimpeded in all directions. Her lustrous white-lilac hair fell elegantly around her shoulders, and her red eyes I could now see seemed filled with burning mana, an indication of her immense magical power. Her lips were a deeper color, a wine-dark burgundy in sharp contrast to her complexion. She stood of a height with me as we looked at each other eye to eye. She possessed a curvaceous womanly body, that I could tell, but it was hidden behind a pure white shift.

"So, um, what now?"

Her smile then was a smile for the ages. "Now we begin." With a sultry laugh, Maëlys slid close to ...

... me, pressing her body against mine. Her lips brushed against my cheek, then met my own, a deep soulful kiss that went on and on. Her hand snaked down between us along my naked skin to my rapidly growing member, squeezing it gently.

"Ah, this is eager too, my Esteban," she whispered in my ear. My skin prickled and my penis jumped in her grip. "Now learn to channel that desire. Let's see if you can focus on being master of the magic, while I...manage your arousal, as a good little seneschal should."

Her fingers began to stroke me, teasing, almost a torment, as she began to whisper mystical secrets into my ear. There were words of power, arcane names and ritual terms of calling, summoning, and of course binding and domination. Her touch on me was cool and soothing, but at the same time it sent waves of heat and pleasure flaring through my whole body.

"Concentrate, my dear," she purred. "Focus. Focus on the magic. Let it flow, from me to you."

I squinted my eyes and focused; denying what my body wanted in the pursuit of my goal was something I didn't need any training in, I had been living it. And I felt it, felt the magic as it filled me up. It was like a fire energizing every part of my body. My skin broke into goosebumps and I think I gasped involuntarily. Her words similarly burned into my mind, becoming seared there as Gemory's symbol was seared into my chest. My thoughts, my imaginations, opened to worlds beyond worlds. My cock throbbed and threatened to burst as ...