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Fantasy RP Aethel’s Amorous Adventures

As she raised her gaze, looking up to Talis's face, she saw his face was soft with pleasure. His hands squeezed on her hair gently, his cock was drumming with his lust. His eyes opened and looked down at her, already finding himself at the first edge.
 
She pulled away, not quite wanting to finish everything so quickly. She stood, wiping her mouth and biting her lip. "Did that get you started good enough?" she flashed him a teasing smile, then glanced around to find the right surface for the next stage.
 
As she pulled away and looked for the next place, Tilas grabbed her waist, lifting her and bending her over the counter, right where he often laid out sweets for one to inspect their treats. He answered her question by pulling her thighs apart, quickly starting to push himself in side of her slit, his moving to pin her a bit.
 
She giggled as he hoisted her, reaching to grasp the counter and brace for what she knew would be coming next. She positioned herself to receive him inside her.
 
As she braced herself, sge felt Talis thrust into her, his hands pulling her blouse the rest of thecway oof her as he moved. She fekt something crunch gently under her back. Likely in theor combined eagerness she had been laid on top of her treats.
 
She smiled at the crunching of the cookies, but the pleasure of finally being filled. She moaned softly, dropping her head back on the counter and spreading her legs nicely for him.
 
As she spread her legs wider, he thrusted into her fast, sliding his hands over her breasts. Dropping his head to latch into her amble bosom. A few things clattered gently on the floor, the older man moving with the eager hunger of much younger men.
 
She groaned softly, arching her back. She'd been hoping for this for several hours, and she was quick to be fully aroused. Soft moans and cries soon filled the room, threatening to spill through the chinks in the doors and windows onto the street or to the back room where the baker's son would be working.
 
As Aethel was finally being fed what she had been waiting for, what she's been holding in while the father dangled his temptations before her eyes, Talis pulled his head up as she moaned out. Every thrust was deeper and firm, stirring her up, he brought his lips to herself quickly, trying his best to keep her from making too much noise and drawing in Jack. Or anyone else for that matter.
 
Aethel moaned through the kiss, returning it sloppily. She put her hands around his shoulders and held on, peering up into his face intently. Her lips pursed and she moaned. She was approaching her climax quickly. She buried her face into his shoulder, spasms rocking though her body as she came. Her pussy quivered on his cock, clamping around it convulsively.
 
As she clinched around him, her climax urging and squeezing on the Bakers cock. Talis broke the kiss as she felt him throbbing inside if her. He started tondraw himself out of her, not so out of his senses to shoot his seed inside of her.
 
Aethe's fingers moved to find his cock, eager to help him finish, to reward him for the pleasure he had given. Nimble, skilled fingers closed around his shaft, pumping quickly and smoothly.
 
As she pumped and stroked on him, the man groaned out as sge jerked him off, making him shoot his cum effortlessly against her skin.
 
She kept going was long as cum was coming out. She slowed down as he finished, smiling up at him. She released his member, then stood, a crooked smile on his face.
 
As he finally was emptied, Talis huffed for breath, the older man was flushed with some of the effort, but from the full experience. "Ha-i feel younger already" he said with a bit of a laugh
 
Aethel gave a soft giggle. “That’s great.” Grabbing a handkerchief from her pocket, she wiped her skin clean, then folded it and put it away. Next, she fixed her clothes, closing her blouse and adjusting the rest of her clothes so she looked presentable. She turned toward him with a grin. “That was fun. Until next time.” And with a wink, she turned and went out the door.
 
As she made her way out, Talis handed her another bag od cookies after he finished fixing up his own clothes himself. "Come again" he said as if sge had simply bought a few of his treats.
 
Aethel nodded and waved, then stepped into the street, grinning to herself. She glanced up at the church. Hardly any time had actually passed, but it had been enough for the twighlight to deepen as night drew on. She searched the window for the candle, pondering her work with the priest and wondering if it would have any effect. For the moment, she was actually doubtful, but the thrill of it made it worth it whether she succeeded or not.
 
As she glanced to the church window, she would see no light in it yet, perhaps her temptations had not been enough yet...or he was merely that strong willed.
 
Aethel gave a half shrug to herself and moved on. She would spend some time in the tavern, both to get some food and maybe earn some spending money. She could check back with the window later. A few minutes later, she was stepping through the tavern doors into a world of light, food, music, and shouting.
 
The tavern as always was lively with the night light of the town, the gaurds that were off duty were in the midst of getting in there rounds of drinks. A bard was up on the stage, singing a song and making a tale about a gallant warrior making a long journey to find a woman that drove his passions. The tavern girls acknowledged Aethel and her familiars cheered and hooted at her. She even could see the Twins putting their tag team attention on some maiden.
 
Aethel waved to her admirers, greeting several by name. She grinned a little when she saw the teens. She drifted through the tavern, looking for someone to order her a drink. She was pretty sure she wouldn’t have to wait long.
 
As she waited, biding her time, a gaurd came by her way, not even asking what she wanted as he offered an Ale to her. "Going to walk off like that? " He said as he leaned forward. He was clearly drunk, but he was willing to make a move on everyone's favorite Tavern girl.
 
Aethel studied him a moment. Her appetite was sated for the moment. If someone wanted to enjoy her, they would have to be worth it. An already drunk guardsman who obviously didn't know or didn't care at the moment how a woman wanted to be treated wasn't going to earn her attention. She waved him off. "No thank." She offered him a smile, trying to be gentle about it. "I don't like that Numb Arrow stuff." She recognized the ale by the scent. She didn't actually mind the ale, but this gave her a hopefully plausible excuse.
 
"Ah come on now! Numb Arrow is a good one!" He insisted as he started to put any arm around her shoulders, smiling merrily, though his eyes leered on her body briefly. "Don't be a- afraid to push your bounds!" He said. A couple of other gaurds glanced over, noticing but they started to speak together in hushed tones. Aethel could tell the drunken man had some rank in the room, the gilded trim of a Officer rank than rank and file.
 
Aethel glanced around. These situations were tricky ones. A captain in front of his men would probably not take a harsh rebuff kindly. She shrugged off his arm, hesitated, then accepted the drink. "There are definitely better ones around." She kept a bit of distance between her and her suitor as she drank.
 
"Well maybe I can find one you prefer hm?" He said as he set his arm back into place, trying to steer her along towards one of the booth tables. Oz looked up from the girl he was chatting up with his brother briefly as Aethel passed them. He flashed her a smile, as usual, for the moment
 
Away from the officer's view, Aethel's face wore a frustrated expression. She broke it to return Oz's smile as she followed the man to the booth.
 
"Sit with me girlie, I hear you git a good time!" He said as she smiled to Oz, he sat at the booth his arms still half around her to pull her onto his lap.
 
She sank down on top of him, pulled down by his grip. She was still feeling reluctant, but slowly deciding that insistence deserved a shot. "I give a good time if I get one." She turned toward him. "If you want it, you've gotta earn it." She was glad they were near the twins, because she was pretty certain she could call on them to extricate her if she needed them to.
 
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