by Eden Redd
“Fate works in mysterious ways,” Adam grinned, “But since we have run into each other again, how about we make the best of it and have something to eat?”
A waiter stepped over and handed a menu to Jenny and Adam before bowing and walking off. The librarian looked it over as she lifted her chest slightly to make sure the priest noticed her cleavage. Adam kept his eyes on his menu but the corner of his mouth smirked. The waiter came back and they gave their order. Once the waiter walked away, Jenny’s eyes looked to the dying flowers in a small vase in the middle of their tiny table.
Adam looked down at the same flowers, reached over and touched them. A slight glow engulfed the dying flowers and they immediately perked up. The librarian noticed the colors seemed to shine brighter.
“I can never seem to keep my plants at home alive. I could hire you to be my gardener,” Jenny said with an edge of sarcasm.
“As honorable as a position like that in your royal court would be, I would have to regretfully decline. My studies take up most of my time,” Adam continued to grin with iron confidence.
Jenny could tell he knew the game was on. She decided to hit him harder and see if he would crack, “Studying dead gods in dusty halls, I may have dodged the most boring arrow in the quiver.”
Adam’s expression did not change, “It is thankless work but someone has to do it. You never told me what you do Jenny Warg from Stukarr city.”
Jenny thought fast, “I teach at the college. Many have begged me to be their professor and many more have fallen to their knees after each lesson.”
“Professor? Then maybe we can teach each other a few things,” Adam kept his eyes on hers.
Jenny crossed her arms under her large breasts and closed her eyes, “I doubt it. It is difficult learning my techniques and having the stamina to keep up. I have broken students.”
“It seems we continue to have a lot in common. I just finished my first year teaching. The students cannot get enough of my class. I often have to teach several lessons back to back to make sure they understand.”
Jenny kept her eyes closed but that familiar fire was blazing hot again. She knew he was no professor and she guessed he knew neither was she. Every time she made a verbal stab, he blocked it with a smile and even tone. It drove her crazy that she couldn’t get under her skin. Thoughts surfaced as she pretended to look at people on the cobbled streets. He was in her room, staring at her naked body while she slept. Either he was a gentleman or a pervert, in either case his gray eyes, handsome looks and cool exterior was dialing her fire to eleven. A warm breeze passed over the librarian and she noticed wetness between her legs.
The food arrived and plates were placed before them. Jenny took a few bites of her croissant while Adam munched on a salad with slices of chicken. The silence was maddening. Jenny wanted nothing more than to press her body across the table, mash her breasts into his face and unsheathe his manhood from his priest robe. She wondered if he was having the same thoughts. The fire turned into a storm. She was about to break when Adam looked up at her with his haunting gray eyes.
“Jenny, I must confess……,” Adam started to say.
“It is I who must confess……” Jenny trailed off.
The priest and librarian looked to each other and it was as if a bridge formed. They understood the game was over. Lustful desires reigned. The priest’s eyes gazed at her cleavage while the librarian’s eyes stared at his strong neck.
Wet hot desire rolled through Jenny and she sat back in her chair, “I have been a wicked girl I could use a priest to confess my sins.”
Adam gazed into her soul as he spoke, “It would be wrong of me to turn away a soul in need.”
Jenny’s eyes narrowed and she smiled, “It is still early. We could go someplace and I could bare my soul.”
Adam put down his fork, “I have a room at the hotel, number 27.”
Jenny smiled and looked away. His room was right across from hers, “This may take some time.”
Adam leaned forward and took her hands into his, “I am willing to spend any amount of time to help you through these difficult times.”
Raising his hand for the check, Jenny stared at him like a piece of well-hung meat. A minute later, they strolled back to the hotel. Walking through the front doors, her arm curled into his. Arm muscles bunched under the black fabric and the busty librarian squeezed him with her fingers.
The hotel restaurant was full. Glancing over, Jenny spotted Kutter sitting with several men. The dark skinned man caught sight of Jenny and the handsome priest and nodded his head in approval. The librarian smiled as they walked to the elevator.
A quick trip up to their floor and down a hall, Adam took out his key and inserted it into the lock. Opening the door, Jenny nearly dragged him in with her. Slamming the door shut, she gave the room a quick once over. It was immaculate and larger then her room. Large balcony doors opened up to the clear green ocean and the curtains rustled in the breeze. Turning to Adam, she let herself fall forward, pressing her chest to his.
“I’ve never confessed to anyone of the faith,” Jenny said, her voice sounding small and innocent.
“It can be very freeing but you must do everything I say. It is the only way to be truly free of your burdens,” Adam said as he caressed the back of his fingers against her cheek.
“Even for a wicked girl like myself?” Jenny said with wide eyes.
“The wicked need to be tended to the most, for their burdens are heavier than others,” Adam’s eyes taking in Jenny’s beauty.
“Tell me what to do, Father,” Jenny said as she lowered her eyes to his neck. She never felt wicked her entire life but there was a hotness to it she could not deny. A favorite fantasy played out and she was going to milk every drop from it.
“I will be gentle, at first,” Adam said with an edge, his hands moving to her top.
Jenny stood there as strong hands took hold of her shirt and lifted it up over her head. Breasts spilling out, the librarian could not hold back the shudder up her spine. The priest dropped her top on a nearby table and placed his hands on her hips. Warm eyes drank in her large round peaks. Adam continued to look warmly at Jenny as he took hold of her short skirt and pushed down. The librarian felt the thin fabric fall to her ankles. Without missing a beat, she stepped out with one leg and curled the other, tossing the thin skirt away.
Hands ran along Jenny’s curves, her flowery scent rising up. The librarian closed her eyes as fingers ran down over her bottom and over thighs. Touching along her inner thigh, Adam’s fingers moved up and grazed her dripping wet line. A fingertip barely grazed her clit and it caused the blonde-haired woman to mouth the barest of gasps. Fingers continuing on their journey, they slid along her flat stomach, up in between her breasts and touched her chin. The librarian tilted her head and let her tongue glide over wet fingertips.
“Father, I want to do bad things,” Jenny whispered.
“You must be cleansed,” Adam said in a dark whisper.
“Tell me what to do. Tell me how I can be clean,” Jenny’s logical mind laughed at her words but her urges played on like fine music.
Adam reached under his arm and pulled at secret buttons. Jenny opened her eyes to see the priest pull at his robe, opening it from the side and down the middle. Looking down, she smiled evilly. Adam wore nothing underneath. A rock-hard body was exposed with only his arms and shoulders covered in his open robe. Eyes drinking in his form, her smile grew wider when she saw his manhood.
“If I had known, I would have brought a friend to help,” Jenny stared.
“It is only the second day of the festival. We may have time later,” Adam smiled.
“Father….,” Jenny said as she bit her lip.
“I am here for you now,” Adam said, his cock thickening with pulsating veins.
“Tell me what to do,” Jenny whispered again.
Hand on her shoulder, the priest pushed down lightly. Jenny bent her knees until she reached the carpeted f
loor. Body trembling with excitement, she could barely keep herself from latching onto the priest’s hanging member. Adam ran his thumbs over her eyes gently, closing them. Jenny kept them closed and something warm touched her lips. Mouth parted, her wet tongue slipped out and ran along the throbbing shaft. For once Jenny was not in control and it was turning her on beyond her limits. Hands out, she reached up and squeezed Adam’s thighs, the end of her tongue licking his hanging tip.
“Taste,” Adam said with a heated breath.
Jenny scooped his cock head into her mouth. Pressing her lips around it, she let inches sink into her mouth. Her tongue pushed along the shaft, forcing his member to the roof of her mouth. Head bobbing slightly, she moved back and forth. Adam let out a small groan and she picked up the tempo.
The sound of ocean waves crashed in the distance but their sweet wet sounds were all Jenny and Adam could hear. Jenny took in his cock as one hand wrapped around the base. Stroking and sucking, she moaned lightly as a taste of pre-come touched the back of her tongue. Adam put his hand on her shoulder and lifted his head back, enjoying Jenny’s tight mouth. The librarian, filling with wanting, let one of her hands drops down between her thighs, fingers rubbing her throbbing clit. It was too much for her as nerves curled. Eyes rolling into her head with closed eyes, an orgasm flashed. Wetness spilled all over her already wet fingers as she continued to rub and suck. Pumping her strokes, Adam’s groans grew quiet. Looking down, her vice-like grip was taking control.
“Slow down…,” Adam moaned.
Jenny pulled his cock from her mouth, “No Father. I want your come. I want it now,” Jenny growled and slipped his cock back in her mouth.
Adam had to grip the nearby table as she upped the tempo, sucking and teasing his seed to explode. The priest placed his hands on her shoulders and roughly pushed her. Jenny nearly cried out as his cock slipped from her mouth but she continued to rub herself. The librarian’s beastly lust had taken control and she wanted what she wanted. Adam could see reason leave her eyes as she eyed him. Reaching down, he picked her up in his arms and crossed the room. Jenny held onto him, her mouth biting his shoulder and her fingers rubbing herself.
The priest threw Jenny on the bed. The busty librarian whined as Adam took hold of her and forced her onto all fours. Jenny looked back, her eyes half closed in lust and breathing heavy.
“If you are going to act like a beast then I will fuck you like one,” Adam said calmly as he crawled into bed on his knees behind Jenny.
Jenny dug her fingers into the sheets. The tip of Adam’s hard cock touched her opening, sending a quiver through her. Jenny turned her eyes to the headboard. The priest grabbed her hips and pushed his cock at her opening. Jenny let out a loud moan. Thick inches sank into her valley, stretching her walls to nearly her limit. The mixture of pain and pleasure was just what the librarian wanted. She helped him along, pushing on him as he invaded her. When her bottom touched the front of his hips, the priest kept her there.
“Please Father; cure me of my wicked desires,” Jenny whined.
Moving slow at first, ripples of bliss sang through Jenny’s body. Adam controlled the tempo by holding her hips. The librarian writhed in his firm grip, pushing and trying to take control. A battle of lust and control raged on with Adam barely containing her. Jenny squeezed him with each long slow stroke. The priest soon found himself moving faster and faster. The sound of skin on skin blanketed the room. Gasps and moans spilled from lips as bodies rushed to pleasure.
“I’m coming again…..” Jenny said while biting her lip.
Bliss exploded but Jenny didn’t slow down. Determined she would force the priest to come, she pushed against him, squeezing him with each stroke. Adam’s cock was rock hard as Jenny became animalistic. With another orgasm, Adam reached down over her hip and rubbed her clit. Jenny felt her entire body react as orgasm after orgasm flashed. Logic and self, faded into the background as her animal desires were in full control.
Adam sensing, he could not hold back any longer forced Jenny onto her stomach. The blonde clawed at the bed, pushing her bottom up. Adam’s weight and strength held her in place. Hips pushing into her bottom, Jenny’s eyes shot open as he forced her down, cock thickening and molten come spurting. The librarian moaned her approval as Adam grunted, spurting more come into her narrow opening. The amount was obscene as it dripped from her with each thrust.
Jenny craned her head sideways to look at the priest. He was red faced and still pumping into her. She squeezed him to pull every drop of his seed from him. A glance to his eyes and she gasped. Adam’s gray eyes glowed for a second. The librarian squeezed his cock, expecting it start shrinking but it remained hard.
“I’m not done with you and your wicked ways,” Adam said through gritted teeth.
Wetness spilled almost in self-defense. Ecstasy spiraled on as the priest drove every inch into her. Jenny’s beast begged for more as the two continued. Strong hands took hold, turning Jenny onto her back but not breaking the connection. The librarian curled up her body, hands wrapping around Adam’s neck and curling her legs around his waist. Breasts pushed into his face and nipples pointed. Large hands cupped her bottom and kept up the rhythm.
“I will not stop until you beg me to stop. Even then, I may not stop,” Adam said with commanding authority.
Jenny hugged him close, her body his toy. Muscles bulged as he pushed his hips up. The librarian helped ride him, clutching at him and never wanting to let go. Bodies entwined, they continued until they both groaned their pleasure. Come spurted and Jenny cried out from her own orgasm. When the pleasure subsided, Adam threw her down on her back and kicked her thighs wide. Pushing in once more, Jenny dug her nails into his back, their voices lost to the ocean waves in the distance.
***
The sun moved across the sky until night fell. The sounds of celebration played on in the distance as lanterns glowed, casting their warm light. Adam sat on the edge of the bed, Jenny on her knees and her head snuggled between his thighs. Sucking on his member, the two lovers had reached an impasse. During their short breaks, Adam confessed that he could keep himself hard for as long as he needed to. Jenny confessed that she was borderline nympho and wasn’t sure of her own limitations. Together they tried to reason out an end to their lovemaking but they often were caught up in the moment once again. After several promises to order room service, they put it off for one more orgasm. Jenny noticed that was about eight orgasms ago.
“We will have to return to our lives at some point,” Adam said as he caressed Jenny’s temple.
The librarian muffled something but continued to suck on his cock. After a long moment, the priest grunted and splashed come against the back of her throat. Jenny sucked down every drop before pulling away.
“We better hurry and order. I think I can go again,” Jenny smiled.
Adam was about to say something when there was a muffled crash. Jenny’s eyes widened, as she knew by instinct it came from her room. Standing to her feet, the busty blonde threw herself to the door and wretched it open. Crossing the hall naked, her shoulder crashed into her hotel room door splintering it off the hinges.
The door exploded through the air and slammed into a body, sending them spiraling. Jenny heaved at the doorway, staring into the darkened room. Several scaled bodies shifted in the dim light spilling in. Slitted eyes peered through the darkness and dagger metal shined. Jenny gave a mental command and her eyes instantly adjusted to the darkness. Seven lizard men stood at the ready. One wore a black robe while another lizard man stood up from the broken door, one hand clutching its head while the other hand held her satchel.
“The book belongs in a library,” Jenny stated.
The standing lizard men rushed her, daggers out and gleaming in the light. Jenny held out a hand and whispered a word. The air before her hand bowed and blasted outward. All lizard men were thrown away from her. Some daggers slipped from hands and sharp points dug into wooden walls. The librarian rushed in, hands
flashing signal after signal. Air turned into white streams. Whipping about, they curled around lizard folk throats and threw them into walls and furniture. A table shattered into kindling while a wall cracked from the impact of a body.
A black robed lizard man made signals with scaly hands. Jenny rushed him until a dagger stabbed into her back. Pain flared as she continued to move forward, finishing her spell. The cloaked lizard man pointed a scaled finger and black lightning burst forth. Jenny grunted as it struck her in the shoulder, causing her body to spin and hit the floor. The pain dazzling her senses, she moved her hand to complete the spell.
A figure flashed into the room. The lizard mage pointed a finger at the downed librarian. The figure landed in front of Jenny and a white shield appeared. Black lightning arced out, striking the shield and bouncing off. Adam rushed forward, using the shield as a battering ram. Another lizard man intercepted him, knocking him off balance. Adam spun around, slamming the shield into the lizard man, throwing him off the balcony. He quickly turned and blocked a black lightning bolt.
Jenny completed her spell. The air in the room turned turbulent. A small tornado appeared with the upper half of an armored white knight, carrying a mace. The lizard men had recovered and were back on their clawed feet, retrieving their daggers. The air elemental spun with mace in hand. Scaled bodies dodged the incoming whirlwind. One of the lizards was not so lucky, body hit and thrown over the balcony. The lizard mage unleashed a volley of black lightning. The air elemental took each strike, faulting his attack.
Adam backed up to Jenny, holding his shield as the room clashed in chaos. Jenny tried to cast another spell but the damage from the lightning was causing her hand to tremble, her spells fizzling. Adam held the shield up and placed his other hand on Jenny’s shoulder. Warmth and energy sank into her flesh, repairing damage and healing her wounds. The dagger in her back pushed out and it fell to the rug. When she was healed, the librarian was back on her feet.
