The Chimeric Ascension of Lyudmila Springfield

Chapter Eighty-Five: Relationship Growths – Part Two (R-18)

Tilde and Tris were sitting on the bed in their pajamas. “I see that smile, Master. That tells me all I must know.”  

“It doesn’t hurt. I feel at ease. She’s finally looking after herself first.” 

“And that’s a sign you’ve made the right choice. I bet you were worried about unnecessary drama, right?” 

“Can you blame me?”  

“Nope. It’s a natural fear. I’d call you a liar if you said you said otherwise.” 

Tilde laid her head in my lap when I sat beside her. She searched for a hand and placed it on her head, and I gave her a few loving pats. Tris rested against my shoulder and hugged me.   

“You did good,” whispered my fairy. 

“Me? I should say the same for my favorite fairy in the whole wide world. I know you helped Irisa.” 

“Well, when my Master’s sister needs assistance, who am I to deny her? I am, after all, a master of linguistics. I could convince a dragon to give up its horde of gold to a bunch of beggars.” 

“You’re that confident?” 

“Yup. But if you wanna repay me, you know what to do.” 

And I did. 

It was something…that was long, long overdue.   

But I was going to play hard to get. 

“Hmm… I don’t know,” I grinned. “Maybe I need some more help.”  

“Well, I’m a woman. You’re a woman. I’m tall. You’re taller. Anything ring a bell?”  

“Sorry, but… Nah, I’m drawing a blank. Mind making it open book?”  

“Well… What about this?” She took the hand on her head and put it between her legs. I softly rubbed her lower lips and brushed her thighs. Her pajama bottoms were already soaked. 

“Maybe… I think I have an idea or two.”  

“Then this might seal the deal. Master… For tonight… I want to be your woman. That’s what I really want…”   

“Then that’s what you’re going to get. I love you, Tilde.”  

“I love you, Master…” She leaned up, I went down, and our lips touched.  It felt like the world went still. A moment—a brief, flickering moment lasted what felt like a lifetime. She lifted her shaky hands to my cheeks when our lips separated. “Why…are you crying?”  

I wasn’t aware of the salty water dripping onto her cheeks. “I…” My heart ached with so much overwhelming emotion…because it realized…truly, truly realized…  

“I’ve waited so long…to do this…” We had kissed before, but it had never felt like this.   

She gently touched my cheeks and used her thumb to wipe away the tears. “Me too. I’ve dreamt of this day…and…it’s finally here.” 

We kissed again, again, and again, undressing a little more each time our lips connected. 

We were naked after the fourth one. Tilde said I was beautiful, a soft blush warming her cheeks.  

“Hey, are you…thirsty?” I popped a nipple in her mouth and transfigured two more arms to rub her head and stomach. It didn’t take long for that warm, hot feeling to return to my tits, and my sweet breast milk followed suit. Tilde spread her legs more. “That’s a good girl… Drink up… Drink all you want… Let me make you feel good…”  

Tilde’s drenched pussy let off a satisfying, erotic aroma. She was horny, and I was hungry.   

I swirled a finger or two around to tease her before putting one in. The other became a tongue and became acquainted with her clit. The licks were gentle, slow, and deep, and little, tiny micro tongues were transfigured on that, providing an almost overdose of stimulation that saw Tilde squirting like a fire hose. She tried to close her legs, but she didn’t have the strength to do so.   

“Kkkyaaa~~~” She climaxed and couldn’t hold her voice. Leftover warm breast milk leaked out the corners of her mouth. She arched her back and eventually heaved heavily, drunk on my overactive touches.   

Before I knew it, I was stroking myself and getting off to her beautiful body. That mouth was so wet… That tongue was so slick and hot… Her lips were luscious, shiny, and full…  

“It’s not fair…for me to get it all. Lean back…” I did, and she adjusted her position slightly enough to rest her face beside my cock. After licking her lips, she ran them down the shaft and used her tongue.    

“Tris… Help me…help our Master,” Tilde whispered. She didn’t want to remove her lips from my shaft. I felt her inhaling my meaty scent. I still had a hand rubbing her pussy, and her fingers joined me. “I need you…to do this with me… I want to share it with you.” 

“My lord?” Tris looked at me as she scooted off the bed.   

“I want you too, Tris. Please, let me show you how much I love you.”   

After I nodded, her clothes vanished as she crawled between my legs and placed the tip on her lips, kissing it gently before taking it in her warm, hot, pleasurable mouth. 

My lovers’ tongues bathed my cock in their love. Tris used her hands to massage and caress my testicles, only removing the tip from her mouth to give them a few displays of affection.   

“It feels so good…” I moaned and leaned back further. Tris looked at me with those expressive eyes. Her twitching, fluffy ears were so cute that I had to rub her head.   

A familiar pressure built in my balls, and I unleashed it in her mouth. She kept it in her mouth and immediately kissed Tilde, pushing my semen into her mouth. They made out around my penis, lewdly swapping spit.   

I immediately came again, covering their faces. 

Tilde’s tongue was unintentionally lewd and passionate—wet and exhilaratingly sexy as she licked my seed from Tris’s face. The promiscuous fairy had a haughty smile and pushed her hair out of her eyes. “That was step 1,364, you know. Oh? Tris, it seems we’ve learned something about our Master.” Tilde poked my cheeks and smiled; a few strands of salvia still connected her to Tris’s enticing lips.  

“Do you like it when we kiss, my lord?” 

“You could say that. I think it’s beautiful.” 

“Did ya hear that, Tris?” 

“I did. It seems we’ll have to keep that in mind.” 

“You can cum again, can’t you? You can keep going?” Tilde licked her lips. She gathered the semen splattering her face on her hands and groped herself while I nodded.  

Before I knew it, she sat up and pushed me to my back. “Tris, let’s make this night one our Master will remember. It’s our first time with her, so let’s make it special …” It looked like she was about to kiss me…but a wave of vines emerged from my stomach, picked up Tilde, turned her around, and sat her on my face. My arms wrapped around her stomach, and I devoted everything to eating her out. My sight and nose were nothing but pussy. She gripped me with her thighs, but her actions…  

She rubbed her crotch on my face…  

She wanted this…   

I felt Tris wrap her boobs around my dick. That warm, hot sensation was probably Tilde putting the tip in her mouth.   

God… She…smells so good… I can’t get enough of her.. Her ass… It looks so… delicious…  

“Eehhh!!! That’s my—No… Wait, Master, I haven’t—prepared myself—for my butt—”  

“That’s not true, Tilde. You thoroughly cleaned yourself in the bath earlier,” said Tris, who had my back. She squeezed her tits harder. “Oh my… You’re spraying it everywhere… What a magnificent ejaculation, my lord. Tilde, it’s all on your face. Allow me to clean you…”  

“Mmmph—” I climaxed quickly but remained hard. Two of my tongues were in her ass. The other transfigured three explored the depths of her vaginal canals, rubbing, licking, pressing, and pushing her delicious insides. She covered my face when she squirted. It was a sweet reward.   

“I… I’m going crazy!!” Tilde wiggled her ass and orgasmed right away. She rolled off to the left and heaved heavily. Leaning up, I saw Tris lick her mouth as she gave my cock one more kiss.   

“I believe my work is done, my lord.” She looked at the exhausted fairy, whose eyes were glazed by sexual pleasure.    

Tilde has often dreamt of this moment while you were away.  

I’ll make it everything she’s ever dreamed of…and more. 

After our telepathic conversation, Tris nodded and remained on her knees, hands folded across her lap.  

Her eyes were closely monitoring every little thing I did.  

I crawled to Tilde and kissed her sweet lips, tasting the salty sweat dancing across them.    

I wasn’t going to leave Tris alone, though. I would show her the depth of my love once I had drowned myself in Tilde.  

She loved to watch, though. That probably made her hornier than anything else.   

But our first time still needed to happen.   

“You’re…a bully, Master… Making… Making me feel that good…that quick… How the hell did you become an expert?" 

“Did you like it?”  

“…uh-huh… I…did… Oh my gosh…” She embarrassedly covered her eyes when I spread her legs after getting her to her back. I crawled between her thighs and laid my dick across her stomach. “You… You can see… everything…”  

I put a finger to her chin and sensually rubbed her cheeks.   

“I’m going to put it in, okay?”  

“O—Okay… Master… Be…” She grabbed my hand and interlocked our fingers. “This body… It’s never felt this…before…”  

“Are you scared?”  

“Nuh-uh. It’s because it’s you… You wouldn’t hurt me. Or scare me. Or frighten me… I trust you…more than you could ever realize. And you see? Can you feel how special…it is? How your stomach must be filled with butterflies?” 

I nodded.  

“It’s the same with me. I’m just…so happy right now.” 

Tilde uncharacteristically bit her lip in nervousness. The incredibly lewd fairy—the one who had been overly sexual and crass to an almost sickening degree—quivered in virginal anticipation. “Master…” she whispered.    

“I’m…putting it in…” I grabbed my dick and rubbed the tip against her dripping entrance. Tilde gripped the bed sheets with her toes.   

I fished around for Tilde's other hand and gently rubbed her fingers while pressing my chest to hers. Slowly, her breath became caught in her lungs as I pushed further into her, parting her lower lips.   

“Aaaahhhh~~~” It was a quiet gasp. She tensed up and grimaced, but Tilde had nothing to worry about. I touched my forehead to hers and stared into her lovely eyes. Her breath was hot and sexy on my lips. I tried to pull out a little, but her lips tightly gripped me…and drowned me in her inner warmth. 

She didn’t want to let go, so I stopped. I’d made myself tinier, and even though she was suitably wet and relaxed, I waited until she was used to having me inside her.    

“Do…I feel…good?” Tilde finally asked. 

“It’s amazing… It’s so perfect.” I kissed her fears away with my lips. Stumbling over her words, she said I could move, and I did. In and out, I refrained from transfiguring anything and made love to her.  

We didn’t fuck.   

We didn’t bang.   

We didn’t mate.   

It was sweet, sweet love-- made by two individuals who deeply cared for each other. “You don’t have to keep it in,” I whispered, licking her lips. “Let it out… It turns me on when I know you’re feeling good… It tells me I’m doing something right.” Her nipples were stiff and pointy, and I rubbed mine against them. Even without using any biomass, I began to lactate, dripping my milk all over her tasty, soft breasts that were as fluffy as marshmallows.    

I felt her yearn for me…  

I felt her desire for me…  

Her moans… Tilde let them flutter in her sweetest, cutest voice. She gradually clamped down.   

“It’s… Maasterrrr~~~~ I’m—I’m cumming!!!!” Tilde climaxed and wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, refusing to let me go. Her head rolled from left to right, her hair a sweaty mess, but she was so weak… So cute and sexy… She melted upon my lips when I kissed her at the apex of my orgasm.   

Her loving eyes rolled to the back of her head when I sucked on her tongue. When Tilde unwrapped her legs, I slowly removed my penis and watched the semen flow freely down her thighs.   

“Huuuuh… O… Master… That…” She couldn't find the breath she desperately searched for. Heaving, she tried to grip the bed and sit up, but she didn’t have the strength to even do that. Tilde’s orgasmic smile leaked through. Suddenly, she turned to Tris and extended a shaking hand.   

“But…”  

“I get to be…selfish, okay? And…I want you too, Tris… Please… It isn’t…the same… You’ve worked so hard…and so long…always waiting to be…called upon…”  

Tris nodded and got on the bed. Vines sprouted from my back and lifted Tilde just enough to set her down onto Tris’s outstretched arms. They were laying stomach to stomach—breast to breasts, their silky, soft legs dancing with each other.   

Tris kissed Tilde so gently and thanked her. Her voice was a mouse's squeak. I thought I was hearing things…  

“You’re a selfish woman, Tilde Springfield…” I crawled forward and rested against her back, my penis brushing against her hot, tasteful pussy. She looked back and smiled.   

“Umm… I…have a different hole, you know… It’s…clean… So… If you… Eeehhh-- Al--Already?! Maas~~~~” After covering my penis in slime, I moved up a little and slowly entered her ass. It was so hot, pleasant, and inviting, and Tilde clenched her teeth out of pleasure, not pain. Her wings flapped and folded to her back. She melted into Tris’s arms, who locked her lips onto her breasts.   

We made sweet love throughout the night, ensuring Tilde remained the focal point. She was licked, touched, caressed, and kissed, from her pretty cheeks to her illustrious thighs. After I orgasmed, I turned Tris around on Tilde until they had their faces in each other crotches. Tris cleaned the leaking semen while I went to my knees.   

The fairy turned around and stared at me with hungry eyes. She crawled closer and straddled my lap. 

“Both…”  

“Both?” I whispered. She embraced me and locked her legs around my waist.   

“You can…use both…holes…at the same time...”  

“Are you sure?”  

“Uh-huh… And Tris… I want you, too. To hold me… I don’t want this night to end, Master... This is a dream come true for me...”  

“Of course.”  

After growing a second penis, Tris helped put them in and rested her head on Tilde’s shoulders. Her hands went to her hips and assisted in lowering her until she was stuffed.    

Tilde bit my neck in pleasure when she gyrated her hips, but her precious lips were all mine after I kissed her. I lactated more and spilled milk over our breasts, and Tris reached around and molded Tilde’s boobs in her hand, spreading the warm fluids even more.   

Her hips moved faster once the apex of pleasure was at its cusp. Our tongues wildly danced when I filled her with semen, shooting thick, long ropes deep inside. Tilde's grinding slowed, but we remained connected for a few more minutes, enjoying each other's pleasure. 

In that moment... We were two women…coming together as one…  

We were dirty, and Tilde was soaked in sweat. But we didn’t want to leave. Instead, I used slime to clean us, ensuring they focused extensively on her sensitive bits.  

Tilde’s face was as red as a tomato, but she never once stopped smiling as the cool slide slithered and became drunk on our fluids.      

“I can’t get your moans out of my head. You were always beautiful, but tonight? I’m glad I got to see that side of you.” Before she said anything, I sealed her lips with mine. It was a deep kiss…between two women deeply in love.  

“I felt your warmth... I can still feel it…even now,” she whispered. I felt her passion tickle my lips as she rubbed her stomach.   

“And you can feel it for centuries to come, Tilde Springfield. I love you.” 

“I love you, too...” 

I helped Tris replace the bedspread with clean covers, and we cuddled together under them—forgoing the pajamas. It didn’t take long for Tilde to suffer from her exhaustion. She threw one hand over my chest and nuzzled her head against my shoulder, a sweet smile across her pretty face.   

But before she drifted to sleep, my sharp ears heard a faint whisper of her love.     

Tris took my right, doing much of the same, but she looked up at my face while I rubbed their backs. She said it looked like Tilde enjoyed it.  “She told me something, my lord…” said Tris. “Step 47,729, according to her, is for me to experience your love. Will you…let me be your partner?”  

“I should be asking you that. Tris, I want to make love with you. I want to experience so many different firsts with you.” 

“My lord...” Tris’s lips called my name, and we shared a deep kiss. It was sensual and heavy, and her tongue made way for mine to investigate her mouth. She squirmed lightly and slightly quivered when her eyes widened for a moment.  

She had climaxed.  

It made her look more beautiful... Seeing that faint glow of pleasure dance across her face... Tris rubbed my stomach and cupped her palms around my very visible erection.  

“Let us depart for the bath. Tilde needs her rest, and I wish to pamper you...” We got out of bed, and she grabbed my hand.  

Before I followed her, I apologized to Surtr, who had no choice but to listen to all we had done. But he told me he liked seeing me enjoy myself. And it didn’t bother him. If it did, he’d have returned to the bracelet or slept downstairs.