Mairin and Selene: Completion

*Note from La Contessa...
*Thank you for getting this far. I hope you will enjoy this canonical ending of Mairin's Tale. Further chapters are being written to better weave Mairin and Valerie's story-line into this one. They are worth a look as it develops Mairin's sexual journey, giving context to the agency you'll see on display here. After that, I will write an epilogue hinting at what will follow in the next story-line[s]. <3 XOXO <3, La Contessa*

Selene's tongue flicked out, tracing the thick vein running along the underside of Mairin's cock, feeling it pulse hot and insistent against her taste buds. The skin was smooth, stretched tight over the rigid length, and as she dragged her tongue upward in a slow, deliberate stroke, Mairin's hips jerked, a high, feminine gasp escaping her lips. Her cheeks flushed rose pink, the color spreading down her neck like she'd been caught in some illicit act, and Selene couldn't help the thrill that shot through her core at the sight. Mairin, this fierce woman who'd just fucked her senseless, reduced to blushes and whimpers—it was intoxicating.

"Fuck, Selene," Mairin breathed, her voice cracking on the edges, one hand fisting the sheets while the other hovered near Selene's head, unsure whether to guide or just hold on. The cock throbbed under Selene's attention, leaking a fresh bead of precum that she lapped up without hesitation, the salty tang mixing with the faint musk of their earlier rounds. Selene had never done this before, not like this, but something about the weight of it in her mouth, the way it responded to her every touch, made her want to explore every inch. She pressed her tongue flat against the underside now, swirling in lazy circles around the sensitive ridge just below the head, and Mairin's moan rolled out deep and throaty, her penis swelling thicker in response, the veins standing out like cords under the skin.

"I love how sensitive you are, Mairin," Selene murmured, lifting her gaze to lock onto her lover's eyes, dark and dilated with need. "You're so beautiful." The words hung there, simple but heavy, pulling a soft exhale from Mairin. She reached down with one hand, gently pushing back a clump of Selene's damp hair that had spilled over one eye, her fingers lingering on the curve of Selene's cheek. Mairin said nothing, but the look she gave—raw, unguarded love mirrored back—made Selene's chest tighten, her pussy clenching around nothing as arousal pooled hot between her thighs.

Emboldened, Selene parted her lips and suckled the tip, drawing the flushed head into her mouth with a wet pop. Mairin's eyes fluttered shut, her body shuddering from shoulders to toes, a low whine building in her throat. Selene didn't use her hands for herself or to dip into Mairin's dripping pussy below; instead, she wrapped both around the base of the cock, her palms slick with spit and remnants of cum, gliding them up and down the shaft in slow, sensual strokes. The motion was unhurried, teasing the length while her mouth worked the tip, tongue flicking the slit to coax out more of that precum. Mairin's balls tightened against her chin, heavy and full, and Selene could feel the pulse racing through the dick, syncing with her own heartbeat.

Mairin bucked slightly, not thrusting but just enough to chase the warmth of Selene's mouth, her free hand now tangling in the sheets. "Shit, that—your mouth feels too good," she gasped, the blush deepening as another moan slipped free. Selene hummed around the head, the vibration making Mairin's thighs quiver, and she took more of the length, hollowing her cheeks to suck harder. The cock slid deeper, bumping the back of her throat, and she gagged lightly but didn't pull back, relaxing into it, her hands twisting gently at the base to add pressure. Saliva dripped down the shaft, easing the glide, and Selene's own arousal smeared against the sheets as she shifted on her knees, thighs pressing together for friction.

They stayed like that for what felt like ages, Selene worshiping the cock with patient devotion, alternating between deep sucks and light licks along the frenulem, discovering how the lightest scrape of her teeth made Mairin arch and curse under her breath. The room's lavender scent mixed with the sharper tang of their bodies, the four-poster bed creaking faintly under Mairin's shifting weight. Selene's jaw ached a little, but the sounds Mairin made—those high gasps turning to desperate pleas—kept her going, her pussy throbbing with the need to be filled again. She pulled off with a gasp, strings of spit connecting her lips to the glistening tip, and looked up. "Tell me what you want," she said, voice rough, one hand still pumping slow and steady.

Mairin's eyes opened, hazy with lust, and she tugged Selene up by the arm, pulling her into a messy kiss. Their tongues tangled, sharing the taste of cock and cum, and Mairin broke away just long enough to mutter, "You. On your back. I need to fuck you while you keep doing that with your mouth." Selene grinned, heat flooding her face, and complied, lying back on the cool sheets with her head near the edge of the bed. Mairin knelt up, straddling her chest carefully, the cock bobbing heavy and wet above Selene's face. But before she could lower it, the door creaked open again—Valerie, of course, slipping in like she'd been summoned by the scent of sex alone.

The witch paused in the doorway, her silk robe discarded somewhere along the way, leaving her naked and unashamed, skin glowing in the soft light filtering through the velvet drapes. Her blonde hair framed her face, and her eyes raked over them with that same predatory amusement from before. "Couldn't stay away," she said, voice like velvet over gravel, stepping closer without invitation.

"Valerie," Mairin started, her body still poised over Selene, hips rocking forward instinctively. For a split second, Mairin glanced down at her lover, and saw Selene's dismay and a silent plea. With absolute certainty, Mairin craned her neck to scowl at the intruder. Valerie's smirk grew as she approached the bed, but then Mairin ferociously growled, "Stay the fuck away from us." Her voice was rough and feral and her glare was murderous. The last thing the woman wanted was a confrontation, but she was on the verge of transgressing into somewhere primal and vicious. Mairin then felt Selene take Mairin into her mouth again, becoming completely absorbed in her glorious act of fellatio. Her heart melted and Mairin warned Valerie, almost gently, "Get out before I do something you will regret."

Selene moaned around the cock in her mouth with approval, with Mairin's defiance an aphrodisiac, she closed her eyes, trusting her lover to do whatever was needed to protect them as she continued to worship Mairin's cock.

Mairin remained tensed and coiled, unwilling to pull herself free of Selene and confront Valerie more directly nor to interrupt their lovemaking. She then heard the soft click of the door closing. Valerie had left! With that Mairin melted allowing herself to unwind, her hips beginning to loosen up as she slowly and languidly thrust into Selene's mouth. Eager to do her part, Mairin slipped her hands under and cupped the lower cheeks of Selene's ass and her upper thighs, gently massaging and rolling them with her powerful hands before lifting her bottom up to get better access to the core of her femininity. Selene opened her legs giving Mairin a glorious view. Her tongue started lapping at the arousal leaking from Selene's cunt, and Selene bucked, the cock hitting deeper, gagging her. Mairin's hands braced on the headboard now, her pussy grinding against Selene's chest, leaving wet trails on her skin. The position was awkward but electric—Mairin thrusting into Selene's mouth, while eating out her pussy out with sloppy, eager sucks, tongue plunging inside. Selene's hands gripped Mairin's ass, pulling her closer, nails digging in as she hollowed her cheeks, sucking harder to match the building pressure in her core.

Mairin groaned, her thrusts picking up speed, the head of her dick bumping Selene's throat rhythmically. The rhythm built, chaotic and perfect—Selene's mouth stretched wide, drool spilling down her chin, her pussy clenching around while Mairin finger-fucked her in time with her thrusts. Selene's clit throbbed, and her hips began to buck, grinding it on Mairin's chin, the friction just enough to push her toward the edge. She could feel Mairin's balls tightening against her own chin, the cock swelling impossibly thicker, and she sucked harder, tongue pressing that pulsing vein to tip her over.

Mairin came first, crying out into Valerie's mouth, her hips stuttering as hot spurts flooded Selene's throat. Selene swallowed what she could, the rest spilling from the corners of her lips, warm and thick. The taste, the fullness, combined with fingers hitting deep and fast, sent Selene spiraling—her pussy spasming, squirting messily onto the bed soaking the sheets beneath her ass, and also into Mairin's mouth, which was open in escatic agony from her own climax. Selene released Mairin's shrinking cock pulled with a gasp, still riding the waves, body shaking as Mairin collapsed forward onto Selene's legs her knees splayed as to not crush the girl underneath.

There they lay, both gasping for air their minds overwhelmed but their bodies finally satiated. Mairin chuckled weakly, unable and unwilling to move, with the head of her cock, resting against Selene's lips. She then gave the head another kiss, this one light and playful and this was rewarded by another gasp from Mairin, but this time her cock remained flaccid as it continued to shrink transforming back down into the larger woman's clit. Selene gently pushed on Mairin's hip and the woman rolled to her side Selene then climbed on top, to rest her knee gently next to Mairin's pussy, with Selene's own hips supported on the larger woman's pelvis. Selene turned her head, and settled her head in broad cleft between Mairin's bosom. There they lay, with Mairin bringing one hand to brush her fingers through Selene's hair.

The next morning broke with sunlight slanting through the drapes, turning the room into a haze of gold. Selene woke first, still laying on top of her lover. Mairin's arm draped possessively across her back. The cock was still gone—or at least dormant, though the memory of it lingered like a bruise, sweet and tender. Mairin stirred as Selene slipped out of bed, heading to the adjoining bathroom, but instead of the shower room's marble opulence, this one was smaller, tiled in deep blue with a wide tub that steamed invitingly, as if conjured.

Selene sank into the water, letting it lap at her sore muscles, the heat soothing the ache between her legs. She didn't know what had happened to bring her here, but she was glad it occurred all the same.