After I don’t know how long, I finally managed to relax again, the images of the war relegated away to the part of the brain they festered in.
Xhilandia’s wings opened up and I saw Alexis still sitting there, not knowing what to do. Xhilandia lifted me up again and brought me back to the dog bed.
“Now that I’ve fixed her, I think my wife would like to spend some time with her new girlfriend, isn’t that right?” Xhilandia said.
I nodded. “Yes. If she wants to.”
“G-girlfriend?!” Alexis shouted, confused, “I, well, I… yes? But… work, shouldn’t I go back to work?”
Xhilandia put me down in front of Alexis, then said, “Don’t worry about work, I’ll take care of it for today.”
A large metal bottle appeared in her hands. “Here, your bottle.” She said, passing it to Alexis.
“Ah, thank you.” She said, taking the bottle.
I lay down and put my head back on Alexis’s lap. She caressed my hair a few times, then drank from the bottle. She drank and drank in big gulps for a while before stopping and catching her breath.
“Gods, I hadn’t even realized how thirsty I was.”
“It’s normal. It’s important to always keep well hydrated when you do certain things even if you aren’t thirsty.” I said.
“Do you want some?” she asked.
I shook my head. “I don’t need it, my body makes its own water with magic.” I pointed down at my constantly leaking crotch. “As you can see.”
“Does… does it hurt?”
“No. It hurt when Xhilandia enlarged it, but now it’s just… open.”
“Can I… no, never mind.”
“You can touch it if you want.” I raised my head from her lap. “Here, move to the side.”
She shifted around so that she was sitting on the bed on the side of my head. I lay my head back down and turned so that I was facing her torso, her pubic hair tickling my nose. I took in a nice whiff of her smell.
Alexis sighed. “You just wanted to smell my pussy again.”
“Maybe. But really, you can touch it.” I turned the rest of my body towards her and brought my hips forward a bit to make it easier for her to reach.
Her fingers soon reached my pee hole and traced its rim. A shiver of pleasure ran through me. A finger went in and touched the inside of my urethra, causing a moan to escape me.
“Ah, sorry.” She said removing her finger. “What does it feel like?”
“Good, it feels good. If you want the medical side of it, being further up, the urethra is hugged better by the bulbs of the clitoris compare to the vagina, so you can stimulate your clit nicely from the inside.”
“I… see.” She said, uncertain.
“It’s not like I’d recommend it to everyone, as every woman is different, but when it feels nice, it feels nice. Maybe one day I can have you try some stimulation there too, with something easier, of course.”
“Maybe...” she said, quite unsure about it.
She moved her hand to my prolapsed uterus. “What about this?”
“Oh, that didn’t really hurt hurt, mainly thanks to Xhilandia’s magic. Now it just feels slightly stimulated constantly. It’s like having stuff brush into your pussy walls randomly at all times. Oh, and its full of Xhilandia’s cum.”
“What?!”
“Yeah, she can shape-shift a dick on herself and stuffed me silly this morning. You have no idea ho good it felt to walk in this morning, showing everyone my womb full of the cum my wife impregnated me with.”
“That sounds hot yet so wrong at the same time.”
I laughed. “Welcome into my life.”
I saw her hesitate a bit. “Ehm… am I? Welcome into your life, I mean. Xhilandia said girlfriend but… I mean, you two are married. Ehm… I wouldn’t be against it, per se, but… Like, it’s different from just casual sex. I don’t even know how it would work.”
I kissed her navel and smiled at her. “Well…”
“I can give you Wednesdays and Fridays. We’ll alternate for weekends.” Xhilandia said.
“She’s joking.” I quickly said. “But you could come over to my place sometimes.”
“Not tonight though. I’m having oyakodon.” Xhilandia joked.
“Xhilandia!”
“What does oyakodon have to do with…” realization hit her. “No. Tell me it’s not what I think it is.”
I looked away. “Maybe.”
“Ok, that’s actually disgusting. How old even is your mother?”
“Forty-eight.”
“She looks much younger though, mainly thanks to rejuvenation magic. You’d mistake her for Cassy’s sister if you didn’t know.” Xhilandia added.
“I see… Wait! Forty-eight?! My mother is fifty!”
“Rosenfield Academy.”
“Ah.”
“Yeah, it wasn’t uncommon there for teen pregnancies to happen. Luckily in my team we were all girls so we didn’t have that problem. Good thing they have closed it now. I swear that place seemed like it shat out more babies than actual adventurers at times.”
“Wait, that doesn’t matter. She’s your mother!”
“True, true. But.” I raised a finger. “You didn’t have to live your teen years with one of the hottest women you knew going around your house naked because it was ‘just you two’ in the house while you struggled with hormones and being a lesbian.”
“Hey, I still struggled with hormones and being a lesbian too, but I don’t want to fuck my own mother.” Alexis rebutted.
“Ok but, counter argument, we’re both adults, we’re both women so it’s not like there is a risk of incest babies, and it’s not some grooming or abuse thing. Damned, my mother is one of the few things that didn’t cause me mental issues in my life.”
“Just do what you want.” She gave up. “I still think is wrong.”
“Oh, I do too. So deliciously wrong.”
She sighed. “Who the hell am I even attracted to?”
I smiled. “An unapologetic slut. Seriously though, you should come over some times. Also, we should have a date.”
“I recommend a walk in the park at sunset, dinner at the Red Ox, and a night stay in a suit at the Milton.” Xhilandia said.
“That’s oddly specific.”
“Well, I had to use your new girlfriend’s computer to draft Francesca’s contract. Let’s just say that she wrote some personal stuff on the company computer.” Xhilandia explained.
Alexis became red as a tomato.
“Did you write a fanfiction on me?” I asked.
She covered her face with her hands. “Noo?”
“A self-insert fanfiction to be precise.” Xhilandia said.
Alexis shouted into her hands.
I squealed in happiness. “I want to read it!”
“No! Absolutely not! Please, no.”
“Fine. But I am taking you on that date. I guess I’ll have to reserve a suite at the Milton.”
“Already did, same for the restaurant. You have dinner Saturday at eight.” Xhilandia said.
“Perfect.” I said. “By the way, Alexis, you have my pee and juices on your fingers.”
Alexis froze for a second then separated her hands from her face and looked at the wet fingers that had been on my groin. She stayed there like that for a few seconds, not knowing what to do, then looked me in the eyes. She brought her wet fingers to her mouth, and licked.
My eyes widened.
“Huh. Not as bad as I thought it would be. It is a bit bad, but the taste is kind of light.”
I shot up and kissed her. I wrapped my arms around her and brought her down on the cushion. I shuffled around as I kept kissing her to position myself on top of her.
I let go of the kiss. We gasped for air. “That was sexy as all the Abyss.”
I quickly removed my sad excuse of a top that had stayed on despite all the action, took her head in my hands, and kissed her again, my tongue finding hers.
I felt her hands reach down to my miniskirt and pull it up over my navel. She then traveled further down to reach my clit with one hand while the other went to my back.
I moved one hand down, I caressed her tiny tits for a bit, then kept going until I reached her clit, past her bush. The other hand went behind her head, between her short brown hair, to keep her lips sealed with mine.
We moaned into each other. I started grinding, my prolapse rubbing between her folds. An idea came to me. I let go of her clit for a bit, which made Alexis grunt, trying to follow my hand with her hips. I took hold of my prolapsed cervix and, using my fingers as a guide, inserted a good inch of it in her. I then returned my hand to her clit and resumed grinding.
I stopped our hungry kiss and put my head beside hers. I brought my lips to her ear and whispered, “I am inside you, Alexis, you feel so good.”
I felt her tense at my words and she moaned loudly. Her cream lubricated her pussy and my womb slipped out of it. I kept grinding, not bothering to reinsert it, as I felt my climax approach.
I soon came, spraying rivers between us, the liquid soon finding its way up to our chests as my grinding spread it over us. I slowly slowed the pace, accompanying us back to earth after our high.
Finally, I stopped, our hands were still on each other’s clits but had stopped. We were panting in each other’s ears, our heads next to each other.
“That was much more how I had hoped our first time to go.”
“Mmh. I’m glad you liked it.” I said.
“A lot.”
I lifted my head and gave her a soft peck on her lips. “It’s ok if you want to keep the sex like this. You don’t have to force yourself to do harder stuff.”
“Maybe just… let me take it slow?”
I gave her another peck. “Sure.”
“Can you clean me up again? I should probably have lunch and I kind of need to pee.”
“Oh, your lunch is there.” Xhilandia said.
We both turned to see her pointing at a bento box on the desk.
“And your toilet is there, if you want.” She said, pointing at me.
Alexis turned back to look at me, eyes wide.
I smiled at her. “If you want.”
“Seriously?”
I brought my lips to her ear and whispered, “Please, give it to me. I want your taste in me. I love your taste, all of your tastes.”
She swallowed, a shiver going down her spine. “I… ok.”
I beamed. “Yes! Just wait a second.”
I jumped up and went to take a sharpie from the desk, dripping with juices. I gave it to Xhilandia, who was watching the scene with an amused smile.
“Can you write ‘Alexis’s personal meat toilet’ on my chest?” I whispered so that Alexis couldn’t hear.
Xhilandia chuckled and proceeded to write on my chest. I turned around and Alexis’s eyes widened.
“Do you like it?”
She processed the words for a few more seconds then smiled and nodded. “Yes.”
“Perfect. Is Francesca still here?”
“No, we signed the contract and I sent her home. She’s starting tomorrow.”
“Bummer. Oh well.”
I moved next to the now soaked dog bed and knelt on the floor. “Come, fill your dirty toilet up.”
Alexis got up and walked up to me. I opened my mouth, expectantly. Her pussy neared my face, pearls of cream still sticking to it. I licked them off her.
“Delicious.”
I opened my mouth and lifted my head, ready to receive her gift. I looked her in the eyes, pleading.
She put a hand over her pubic hair and positioned herself over my mouth. Seconds passed. I saw her grow uncomfortable.
“Ehm, it might have gotten a little shy.” She said, “Maybe it’s better if…”
“It’s ok. If she’s a little shy, I just have to comfort her a bit.”
I put a hand over her pubic hair and started massaging in slow, circular motions while putting a bit of pressure against her bladder. I then inserted a finger in her tunnel and did the same from the inside. Finally, I gave a lick to her pee hole.
“Relax. Let it go.” I said, continuing my slow massage.
I felt Alexis relax slightly under my care. A thin rivulet came down, clinging to her folds. I was ready to receive it, using my tongue to guide it into me.
The flow starting finally let her muscles relax enough. The flow quickly increased and soon a powerful jet of golden ambrosia hit my throat. With the practiced motions of many beers chugged in a single gulp, I held my breath and relaxed my throat, letting the power of her jet and gravity do the work, instead of swallowing and risking losing even a drop.
She went on for a good half minute, expelling the big gulps of water she had drunk before. When the flow slowed down, I brought my mouth to her pussy to savor every last drop.
With the flow now over, I proceeded to clean her nicely of any drop I might have missed, as well as the thick cream that still coated her pussy. Once I had finished, I let go of her folds with my mouth and took a deep breath of her strong smell. I had not stopped staring into her eyes for a single moment. We both shivered.
“Gods, that was… intense.” She said.
“Did you like it?” I asked.
“I… yes. I did not think it would be so hot. When I did it before out of anger it was completely different. Now it’s… wow. My piss is inside you.”
I nodded, smiling. “Yep. I got it all. I’m a good meat toilet, aren’t I?”
She patted my head. “Yes. You… wow. I did not even think it was possible to not make a mess. I… I should probably eat lunch now.”
“Please, use my chair.” I offered. “I think I’ll keep being the office dog for today.”