by Eden Redd
Jenny fell into a deep sleep, her manticore staying in his mistress and resuming his feeding.
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The sun shined brightly, shafts of light peeking through the thick curtains. Jenny woke on her back, legs spread and her familiar back on her inner thigh, curled up. Sitting up, she yawned and stretched out her arms. Rested energy welled up and the librarian jumped out of bed. Humming, she strolled off to the bathroom and turned on the shower.
An hour later, she was clean and dressed in a tight top and pants. The shirt hugged her in all the right places showing her assets. Sitting on the bed, she picked up her leather satchel of holding from the floor. She opened it and fished out the book. Opening it, she gave it a once over. The book indeed held maps and writing of places all over Lurth. Eyes drinking in each page, the sound of music filled the air outside.
The busty librarian put the book back in the satchel and threw it to the floor. Standing up, she walked to the balcony doors and opened them. The music grew in intensity and the sounds of cheers blanketed the area. Smiling, she looked down to see people in the streets, waving rainbow flags. Men and women walked the streets shirtless with some only wearing the barest of clothing from bikini bottoms to pieces of fabric that would hardly qualify for shorts.
It was barely noon and the festival had started. Jenny took in the sights and sounds as music played and people walked with drinks in their hands. Wanting to be part of the celebration of love, the librarian stepped back into her room and out the door.
Once outside, Jenny walked into the crowd. The boardwalk and streets were filled with bodies. A stranger put a cup filled with liquor in her hand and she thanked him before drinking it down. This was Jenny’s third time at the festival and it still held the same magic as her first time. Tourist and townspeople celebrated love in all forms, drinking and joining bodies to their true natural urges. Jenny let the liquor soak into her empty stomach, walking along as people made out and climbed all over each other. Others shouted and sang. Food was free and handed out from street vendors. The librarian was quick to pick up some speared meat chunks and bread. Bands played on the boardwalk and laughing cheers echoed all around.
“Jenny Warg!” shouted a voice from behind.
The librarian turned to see a shirtless black man run to her. Gray painted his temples as big arms wrapped around her and lifted her up, spinning her in the air. A handsome gargoyle stepped closer with a wide grin on his lips.
“Kutter!” Jenny screamed.
The large man put the librarian down and stared at her with excited eyes, “I knew I would run into you this year. I have been thinking about you a lot lately,”
“How could I miss it, especially after last year? You put on a hell of a show,” Jenny smiled. Turning her attention to the gargoyle, she threw her arms around him and hugged him close.
“Tyler! So good to see you!” Jenny squealed.
The shirtless gargoyle hugged her back and nodded with eyes closed. Breaking their embrace, the three joined in on the crowd as people threw colored shell necklaces. One necklace lassoed around Jenny’s neck and she quickly lifted her top, showing her ample chest to the crowd. Everyone cheered her on and several men and women offered to fill her nearly empty cup. Jenny blew kisses as her cup filled to the top. She drank it down greedily. Kutter took her by the hand and led her into the fray.
The sun moved across the clear sky. Jenny and Kutter spent hours catching up, walking around and drinking, drinking, drinking. The beachside town took on a wondrous haze. When Jenny wasn’t groping strangers, strangers were groping her. She didn’t mind that they seemed to focus on her chest. Kutter took several pictures with Jenny drinking, and people taking turns putting their faces next to her large breasts. Most of the time she kept her shirt on but a few pictures showed her with her top pulled up, women and men suckling from her nipples.
When the sun hung low in the sky, Jenny, Kutter and his gargoyle Tyler, lay on the beach, slurring their speech and laughing on to the sound of gentle waves. The sun touched the horizon and yellow light blazed. Tyler placed a hand on Kutter’s short shorts, fingers moving along the outline of something big and snake-like. Kutter turned his bleary eyes to the gargoyle and smiled.
Jenny caught the moment and smiled as well, “I think Tyler needs some attention.”
“I hope you don’t mind. He has been pawing at me for a few hours now,” Kutter said as he took another sip of his drink.
“Not at all. I’m tempted to watch but I need to find a ladies room. When I come back, don’t stop on my account,” Jenny said with half closed eyes.
The gargoyle unbuckled his master’s shorts. Jenny grinned as Kutter’s cock spilled out, growing harder by the moment.
“I will be right back. You two have fun,” Jenny said as she stood up and brushed sand off her clothes.
The gargoyle took his master’s impressive member into his mouth and bobbed his head. Kutter let out a loving groan as he watched his familiar please him. Jenny turned and nearly stumbled away. The sand shifted under her already uncoordinated feet. A few times, she nearly crashed face first only to save herself with a drunken air spell. The librarian impressed herself that she could work spells in her inebriated state and made a mental note to get sloshed on future adventures.
Stepping onto the boardwalk, the sun had nearly set to the west. The town of Lantern Beach began to glow with many colors. Jenny made her way to the hotel as lanterns with painted rainbow colors glowed, casting their multiple reds, blues, greens, oranges and yellows everywhere. Many revelers had moved to the beach to have sex while others ate and drank in the streets. Cafes and restaurants filled with people enjoying the beautiful setting sun.
After a quick run into the hotel, the librarian relieved and fixed herself up. Stepping out of the hotel, night had fallen but the light from the seaside town blazed bright. Lanterns hanging from poles, streetlamps, and balconies glowed on, casting warmth for all to experience.
Jenny made her way back onto the boardwalk. The amount of people on the beach making love was inspiring. Orgies of bodies clung to each other and moans carried with the sound of the crashing surf. Jenny thought back to the last two years while she stared out. She had joined in each time but she thought she might hold back a little this year. The Rainbow festival was a three-day event and she felt she didn’t need to rush into it like the previous years. Walking along the boardwalk, she strolled on, watching and smiling to the outpouring of love.
The crowds thinned out as did the town. The librarian took in a deep breath; the night was alive with distilled beauty. Stepping off the boardwalk, sand shifted under her boots. Taking a moment, she removed each boot and dug her toes into the cool sand. Walking along, she held onto her boots and looked for a nice place to lie down and star gaze.
A glowing light appeared in the distance. Drunk and intrigued, the librarian strolled toward the glowing dot. With each step, she focused her vision. An orb of light glowed several feet above the sandy beach. A man dressed in black sat underneath, with a book in his hands. Turning his head, eyes looked to the blonde-haired woman as she stepped closer and a warm smile appeared on his lips.
Jenny was about eight feet from the sitting figure; she misjudged her step and stumbled forward. Hands went up to catch her but Jenny caught herself. Eyes two feet from each other, they stared with magical light.
“Nice recovery,” The man smiled, one hand lowering as the other hand scooped up his book and held it in his lap.
Jenny stared silently. The man had a boyish appearance with short dark hair combed back. The librarian couldn’t believe how cute he was and warm thoughts spilled into her intoxicated mind. With the glow above him, she could make out his light gray eyes. His smile was infectious and the busty librarian mirrored it against her will. Eyes moving to his defined neck, the faith collar stood out like a religious flag.
“Care to sit with me,” The man said and patted the sand next to him.
Jenny sat down, throwi
ng her boots onto the sand a few feet away. The priest turned his head and looked out to the dark ocean, waves crashing onto the surf.
“I never thought I would see a man of the cloth here in Lantern Beach during the Rainbow Festival,” Jenny said with warmth moving into her cheeks.
“The Faith College has seen it fit to send an emissary to each of the festivals across Lurth. It keeps us from the dusty libraries and gives us some real world culture. I happened to be chosen for Lantern Beach,” The priest turned his kind eyes to Jenny and her heart nearly melted, “My name is Adam Bloom.”
“Hello Adam, Jenny Warg from Stukarr.”
Adam bowed his head, “Pleased to meet you Jenny Warg from Stukarr. What brings a beautiful woman like yourself out here for the evening? The party appears to be back the way you came,”
Jenny dug her toes into the sand as her heart skipped a beat, “I felt like getting some air. What brings you out here by your lonesome? Is the party a little too wild for those of the cloth?”
Adam smiled, “I’ve lived at the Faith College most of my life. I had never seen the ocean before. I have been here since late afternoon and have been enjoying the scenery ever since,”
Jenny leaned back and pressed her hands into the sand, propping herself up. A cool wind flowed over her sending a shiver through the librarian and making her nipples push against her shirt. The priest didn’t look down and Jenny gave a small smirk.
“Forgive me Father; I haven’t been to the Faith College yet. I do not mean to be rude. All I know are from stories I hear from travelers.”
Adam nodded, “Understandable, we don’t tend to socialize much. What would you like to know?”
Jenny’s shoulders swayed a little from side to side, “How can such a handsome man keep himself from such a wonderful celebration?” The last word came out in a slight slur.
Adam grinned and let out a small polite laugh, “I’m afraid this is my first day here and seeing the sights was top of my list. Taking part in the love making was a little further down.”
Jenny’s eyes widened a little, “You are going to join in? I….I didn’t think…uhh…”
Adam closed his eyes and nodded, “Everything happens in due time. Why do you seem so surprised?”
Jenny’s eyes half closed as the shock quickly wore off, “I thought since you were of the cloth that this was no longer an option for you?”
The priest turned to Jenny and leaned forward a little, “The Faith College is not an institution that restricts personal freedoms. I can drink and make love like anyone else. Our skills and abilities come from having faith.”
Jenny sat up straighter, eyes holding a wicked gleam, “It seems I still have a lot to experience. I may have to visit the Faith College and test your words.”
Adam kept his gaze on Jenny, “You don’t have to travel far to test my words.”
Jenny’s cheeks glowed hot. She admired his boldness but wanted to test his heart further, “We barely know each other.”
The priest shifted his seat to ensure he was facing the librarian, “You carry a confidence about you. You are beautiful and you know it. Others know it when they see you too. You say things to cause a reaction so you can taste if someone is genuine or hiding behind a mask. It does not take any magical skill to see that you are highly intelligent and have your own wants and needs. The only thing that would give you away is the redness in your cheeks but you already have that covered. You would simply blame the alcohol. Am I close?”
The librarian kept a blank mask but her insides melted from the fire the priest started, “If I didn’t know any better, I would say you were spying on me.”
Adam gave a disarming smile, “I could not help myself earlier today. I saw you in the streets. It would have been difficult to not notice you.”
“And you didn’t say hi?”
“I was waiting for the right time. Little did I know we would meet here.”
“It would seem the gods turned chance into fate,” Jenny laughed.
“It would seem so,” Adam looked to the ocean.
Jenny eyed the priest. She could not help the swirling butterflies in her stomach. Men threw themselves at her feet all the time but very few had the confidence she liked to see. Sleeping around for fun was one thing but a real man who knew what he really wanted was something she didn’t see often. Her internal fire blazed hotter as she looked to Adam. The priest stared at the ocean glowing in the moonlight.
The librarian dug her fingers into the sand but turned her eyes to the priest. Unable to keep her maddening desires to herself, Jenny decided to make a bold move of her own.
“I’m returning to my hotel room,” The librarian dug into her pocket, pulling out her room key and placing it on the book in Adam’s lap, “Maybe I will see you sometime during the festival?” Jenny said with a hint of lust in her words.
The naughty librarian stood up on shaky legs and sauntered over to her scattered boots. Bending over, she scooped up each one and glanced back. The priest watched with an amused expression. Jenny stood up fully and walked back to the boardwalk, thoughts scattering to heated fantasies.
The walk back to the hotel came in flashes. The librarian figured she was a little drunker then she previously thought. Stepping through the main doors, she walked up to the main desk and asked for a spare key while giving a slurred story about losing it to a merman on the beach. The man behind the desk tried his best to keep from smiling as he handed over a spare key to the busty guest.
An elevator ride and a pinball walk down a hallway, Jenny stumbled into her room and closed the door behind her without locking it. Shedding her clothes, the librarian crawled into bed and barely covered herself with a thin blanket. Excited thoughts swirled in her addled mind. Images of Adam stepping into her room with hunger in his eyes made her instantly wet. She pictured him ripping the blanket off and spreading her legs open. The lust was overpowering and fingers slid in between her firm thighs. Small moans filled the room as a gentle breeze flowed in from the cracked balcony doors. The air tingled her skin and thoughts of the priest tingled her sensitive spot. Pressing her glowing nub, moans grew louder. Fantasies took over and her rubbing intensified. She imagined strong arms on her, his mouth curled into a snarl, calling her a whore and telling her she must be punished. Toes curled and eyes closed shut. Jenny tried to hold back the wave of bliss for as long as she could but her resolve was cracking. After he had his way with her, Adam would put her on her knees and make her worship his cock until he fed her his seed. The last part was too much and the librarian let out a long deep moan. Heat and bliss radiated out from her as hips moved to her orgasm. The dam broke and wetness spilled. Jenny bit her lip until her pleasure peaked.
The come down was fast. Eyes closing and enjoying the released sweet sensations, Jenny passed out into dreamland, the room filling with light snores.
Three
Sunlight poured into the room. Rays of light touched an exposed leg. The stinging warmth stirred the librarian from her deep sleep. Lazily sitting up, she glanced around. The first thing she looked for was Adam. She thought he would have come in and taken her any way he wished. Instead, she looked down and saw her bed was empty save for a small folded note and a rose. Picking the note up, she unfolded it and began to read.
I couldn’t bring myself to wake you. Let us meet for brunch and see where the day takes us. Come to the Turtle Café. I will be there waiting to see your beauty once again.
~Adam
Jenny picked up the rose and took in its fragrant scent. Swinging her legs over the bed, she strolled to the bathroom and started the shower. The hot water on her skin felt good as her mind spiraled on with thoughts of the kind priest. Her logical mind knew he was playing a game. The priest wanted to get her hot and bothered so he would have his way with her. Jenny normally liked to be the one in control, satisfying her own hungry desires at her whim, which was all the time. Now she was on the receiving end of it. Her mind saw through the strategy but he
r libido treasured the moments. She thought about the café and coming up with plan to not meet, but her desire pulsed. It was too much and her fingers moved between her thighs once again. After a second, she pulled her hand away and curled her fingers.
“Damn it,” Jenny whispered to nobody.
The librarian finished her shower and dressed. She plotted her defense and attack strategies. Snaking her body into a tight top and short skirt, she was sure to not wear a bra or panties underneath. She wanted to make him squirm and she would take every advantage of it. Next, she picked up her perfume and dabbed it on her finger, touching her neck and cleavage with flower smelling scents. When she was done, she moved to the door but stopped short. In a nearby chair was her satchel of holding. Opening the flap and digging inside, she saw the book she liberated from the temple. Placing it back in the satchel, she closed the flap and left the room to conquer her clever priest.
Ten minutes later, Jenny approached the café. Adam was sitting outside, a teacup in his hand, eyes on her and a smile on his lips. Without a word, he motioned to the empty seat across from him. Jenny gave a playful scowl as she walked up and sat down as if she was put out.
“Even the sun cannot match your beauty,” Adam smiled.
“Pretty words for a man who had his chance and lost it,” Jenny said with a blank expression.
Adam continued to smile, “Lost it? If I did then you wouldn’t be here.”
“I was a little hungry. I was going to come here anyway. I didn’t bother to read your note and I threw out the flower,” Jenny lied.
