“What’s the reason then?” I asked, shifting on the steam coated leather of the couch to mirror the warden by facing her. “There’s a woman living in the Forest of Embers whom I served with before becoming the warden of Stone Lock. Someone I wish to see again.” I felt as though I already knew who this person had been to her by the lovesick regret on her face, but I stayed quiet and waited for her to continue. “She was initially just one among those I’d bedded earlier in my service to the Myrian military, but over time we grew to love one another.” She averted her gaze, brow furrowing with apprehension. “But something happened?” I guessed. “Yes.” She turned her dark eyes back to me, guilt now shading her regretful expression. “Something went wrong during a mission. We disagreed on how we should handle something in the aftermath and settled on taking very different approaches to dealing with that problem… I ended up with accolades, while she was stripped of her rank and cast out.”
The warden blinked at me, a touch of embarrassment in her face at my declaration of wanting to help her make up with her former lover. “Why were you worried about telling me?” I said through a smile, a little confusion trickling into my voice. “In truth, I don’t know. I might have been ashamed by my desire to reach out so suddenly.” Her fingers trailed from my hair to trace slow patterns against my shoulder. She didn’t speak for a moment, but the way she quirked her mouth to the side told me she was thinking something over. I kept my mouth shut and waited for her to continue. “Or perhaps I was uncertain of how you’d react.” A shadow of nerves darkened her expression. “What?” I said with a light chuckle. “Really? Wanting to reconnect with your long lost girlfriend is awesome!” A small smile twitched at the corners of her mouth at my positive reception. “For the sake of clarity, my primary goal is to make amends, not to rekindle our love.” Seeing her try to suppress a big smile
Sitting next to me on the couch at the center of the communal showers, the warden’s dark gaze left my growing erection to travel appreciatively up my naked body. She took in a deep breath of the steam-filled air before letting out a sigh shuddering with arousal. “On second thought, as you are about to meet Lysandra, and because I’m not certain if she’d wish such stories to be shared… I shall instead tell you three stories which don't include her,” she said, her eyes finding mine. “Hm… I guess that makes sense,” I said with a thoughtful smile. “But, uh, even though I wasn’t sure how you were intending on doing it… it’s kind of hard to tell me how likely you think it is she’ll be into fucking me if she’s not in any of the stories.” “This is quite true… I suppose you’ll just have to figure it out for yourself after meeting her,” she said coyly. “Oh, most definitely will.” My hand went to her glistening thigh to slide along the lean muscle to gather some rosy soap. I smirked in satis
The warm steam filling the air felt almost intoxicating. It covered the warden and I, creating beads of water which ran down our naked bodies whenever we moved. At the center of the communal showers, I sat in the middle of the couch I’d conjured. My arms rested along the top of the backrest and my legs were parted, with a beautiful shadow primal nestled against my side. Her delicate hand lay on my body less than an inch from the base of my fully erect cock. Her smug grin widened with pleased arousal as I gave her to go ahead to ‘wash’ my almost painfully hard manhood. I was going into dangerous waters, so I soothed myself with possible lies about my self-control.. She’s definitely going to start jerking me off, but I’ll wait until she’s super turned before starting her tease timer. “Now… where was I?” the warden wondered aloud. “Fuck…” I groaned at the pleasure of her fingers wrapping around my cock and the following sensation of her hand sliding up and down my soap-sli
With the conclusion of the warden’s second story, my orgasm was moments away from crashing down on me. The warden let out a low, silky laugh as my muscles tightened in a physical representation of my will struggling to keep myself from blowing my load. Her hand stopped pumping and came to rest at the base of my cock, continuing to hold my manhood firmly. “My, my… I had no idea you enjoyed being cleaned so much.” Wet from the moisture of the steam wafting off the water hissing from the surrounding showerheads, she licked her lips. With her only holding my length and no longer jerking me off, I was able to slow down and keep myself from finishing. My heart calmed, but my dick remained hard like diamonds. “What did you think of my story?” She tilted her face up to look at me through dark, horny eyes. I asked the first thing that came to mind, due to my brain still coming down from the combination of her handjob and the story itself. “Isn’t it, uh, bad for superior officers to fu
On her knees between my legs, the warden slowly applied soap to my thighs as I relaxed on the couch in the center of the steam-filled shower room. The warden flashed me a grin before beginning her third and final story. “For the final woman… She was half-aviatin with the golden eyes of a bird of prey. Her hair was blue like that of a bird’s plumage, with feathers of the same azure color amidst her soft, gorgeous locks. Apart from this and her nails reminiscent of talons, she appeared as a petite human woman. Dirty interest flared in my core at the exotic description. Her eyes flicked from my cock to my face while she ran her hands sliding towards my knees, her back arching and chest pushing out as she did. “She stood about a head shorter than I, her cute chest small enough to fit easily in my cupped palms. Unlike her breasts, though, she had hips and an ass that appeared quite delectable in proportion to the rest of her small stature.” Her eyes flicked from my cock to my face
The warden knelt between my legs, thick steam drifting through the as she gave me a titfuck. Keeping my cock sandwiched firmly between her breasts, her upper body rocked up and down as she slid her soap covered tits up and down my manhood.The slippery friction against my cock made me feel like I was in an obscene version of heaven. “Now… Let’s continue the story,” she said. “So, this half-aviatin woman was a greater cadet like myself. But unlike most of the other cadets, this woman had been more than a little demure everytime I’d met her in our day-to-day encounters. It was this seeming innocence which drew my attention initially.” “You’re kind of immoral… Maybe a little evil, too,” I teased, my voice a little breathy from the sensation of the soapy titfuck as I tried to turn her on a bit by challenging her with a little degrading talk. “Coming from one such as you, those words hold little weight… Don’t think I haven’t noticed you have yet to call out my tease timer.” Yeah…
I scowled exaggeratedly at the warden’s comment about my expression being as obscene as the half-aviatin’s smile. My feigned indignation only lasted for a few seconds before shattering into amused laughter. “Damn, I’m not sure if I should take that as a compliment!” Breasts still wrapped around my cock, the warden continued sliding her tits up and down my length. Her slow, steady pace created just enough slick pleasure to feel good, while not being too intense to push me too hard towards cumming, making the titfuck more pleasurably relaxing than anything else. “I personally think it is,” she said. “It feels almost like a challenge when you look at me with such perverse intent – one I yearn to meet. However, there may be others who view such an expression as one of a morally bankrupt pervert.” Moving a hand from the top of the couch, I ran my fingers through my wet hair before returning it to rest atop the backrest. “Well, luckily, I care way more about what you think than those