Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents
Moonlight Soak
by Alison, Ikarias, & Nessa
August 19th, 2002
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Lady Alison had spent way too much time locked inside lately and it was beginning to get to Her. She stood in the middle of Her room and undressed, then donned the robe Her pretty one Killian had made Her. She stopped at the bar and grabbed a large mug of tea, steaming and fragrant. She made Her way out to the hot springs, the moon beaming high overhead, the night air cool but not uncomfortably so.
She removed the robe, feeling Her nipples harden as the night air blew gently across them. Slowly, She slipped down into the water, an audible sigh coming from Her as the heat of the water began soothing not only Her body but Her spirit as well. She let the peace and quiet wash over Her as She sipped Her tea.
She finished Her tea and closed Her eyes, letting the hot water work its magic, Her thoughts turning to Her sisters and what an incredibly sexy and loving group they were and how She was very lucky to be among them.
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(Ikarias)
Night air, a moon softly gazing down with questing light and water, hot from the womb of mother earth. It happened to be a certain time, on a certain night, happening only once in a score of years.
For what is flesh but mostly water? What animates it but light without and within, and what fills it and is filled by it in turn but air? A few flakes of skin, a loose hair from the delectable Lady Alison and the element of earth joined the slow whirl as a pale luminescent form rose from the softly bubbling water to gaze on the recumbent gentle warrior.
This Naiad had many sites under her purview. Ponds and streams, springs and small waterfalls, but this was one of the few times a mortal had bathed when she was able to be solid and real to the touch. Seeing the bountiful swells, the generous lips, the curves wet and all rightly apportioned… It had been a while, and if this fair lady was inclined….
What if the woman fled? What if she was angry and struck out? What if— No such a face had no ill will in it, the heart beat steady and true, a few scars showed the warrior's soul. The lack of weapons or any aura of trepidation decided the Naiad.
She bent forward and kissed the woman.
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(Alison)
She drifted on the water, eyes closed, visions of Her sexy sisters flowing in Her mind. A cool breeze began stirring, causing Her nipples to harden even further than thoughts of Her sisters did, a dull ache beginning inside of Her, one She would definitely have to take care of if it continued.
She heard the sounds of water being disturbed around her and thought one of Her sisters had decided to join Her in a soak in the moonlight. When She felt lips against Hers, She responded eagerly, opening Her eyes as the kiss ended. This was not one of Her sisters, yet the woman was extraordinarily beautiful, the moonlight playing off her glistening skin. Alison was not afraid.
Alison cocked an eyebrow quizzically and looked at the woman for a moment before speaking. "Not that I mind being kissed by a beautiful woman, but I at least like to have a name to call out. Now that's fair isn't it?"
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(Nessa)
Watching from the dark foliage surrounding the springs, Nessa could see the fine definition of pert nipples and swaying breasts as the beautiful Alison slid down into the water. Her heart surged with love for her friend and her throbbing center reminded her of what the Lady always made her feel. Alison was beautiful because of more than her body. She was deeply beautiful. Nessa often wondered if she could reach The Lady's soul just by gazing into her eyes.
Then an amazing creature appeared in front of the naked warrior. Nessa stiffened only to relax again as she realized the intention of the Naiad. Oooh, how sensuous it looked. That daring little beauty kissed Alison. The water around them waved and slapped against the edge of the pool. Ahhh, Alison did not disappoint! The return kiss captivated the Naiad and the observer.
Nessa was quiet. She slipped out of her clothes as silently as a breath. Slowly she entered the water. She was so close she could smell the lilac scenting Alison's long black hair. She heard Alison speak in that sexy low tone that always made the lord feel melted in her sex.
The Naiad caught and held Nessa's gaze for a moment, assessing and approving without a change in expression. Nessa reached around her gorgeous friend with both muscled arms and drew the surprised Lady against her. The Naiad leaned in and kissed the Lady again as the lord squeezed handfuls of breast. The Naiad spoke. " Lady, I can be nice without a name. Perhaps your strong friend will hold you while I show you how nice a Naiad can be."
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(Alison)
Alison studied the woman before Her, definitely a beauteous creature and the idea of not being told her name was in a way exciting in and of itself. A torrid tryst with a sexy stranger might be just the thing to perk Lady Alison right up.
As soon as She felt arms go around Her, She knew who they belonged to without looking. Only one had arms that made Her feel as safe as She did, only one had the muscled strength She felt surrounding Her.
Alison took Her eyes from the woman for a moment and turning, smiled into the eyes of Lord Nessa and pushed Herself up far enough to give the Dark Lord a searing kiss. Truth be told, Alison had a definite thing for the Celt, it was just a rare occasion when their tastes meshed. Alison cherished those times that they had and couldn't help but long for those times to come round again.
Alison settled back against Nessa, feeling the Celt's breasts pressing against her back as She felt Nessa's hands upon her more than ample breasts. Once more Her lips tasted the stranger's as the woman leaned in and kissed Alison again, changing that dull ache inside to need.
The Naiad spoke. " Lady, I can be nice without a name. Perhaps your strong friend will hold you while I show you how nice a Naiad can be."
Alison had heard of them but had never had the pleasure of their pleasure, seems that was about to change. "If that be your wish then so be it. I will say one thing about my strong friend, don't be surprised if holding turns to helping." Just the thought sent a jolt of electricity thru Alison.
The Naiad, smiled into Alison's eyes and gave her a little wink, "Sweet Lady, the more the merrier. wouldn’t you agree?"
Alison smiled at her and replied, "Regna omni sunt nihil, sine amore et labore feminarum." She translated for them as their touches took her body wonderful places. "All empires are nothing without the love and labor of women. I say we celebrate being women." With that Alison pulled the woman down against Her and kissed her deeply, one hand holding the woman to the kiss, the other softly caressing the Celt's deliciously muscled thigh. This was going to be a night to remember.
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(Nessa)
Nessa felt Alison lean against her. That beautiful head lay back on her shoulder. The tall warrior took a hand away from the nipple it was pulling on, and used it to draw wet hair away from Alison’s ear and neck. Slipping her hand back to the aching nipple, Nessa kissed sweet neck flesh and lifted her lips to the Gentle Warrior’s ear. Speaking softly, Nessa mixed her words with a lick and hot breathing. “Alison, open your legs and let the water nymph in. I believe she desires to rub, and perhaps fuck your sweet pussy.”
Alison did as she was bid. She wrapped her legs around the slim Naiad’s waist.
Nessa was receiving the most enjoyable communication from the beautiful Naiad. Pictures rather than words came sliding on psychic waves of lust into the Celt’s mind. Nessa took direction. She stood, pulling Alison’s upper body up with her. Together, Celt and Elemental lifted the sweet lady out of the water with Alison’s legs gripping the Naiad’s middle.
Alison was so delicious to look at. Nessa held her upper body close and whispered the pictures into her ear. “She is fingering your wet sex. She has two fingers ready. Brace yourself… she will shove into you hard.” With that, Nessa tightened her hold as Alison bucked and arched her back with the thrust of those magical fingers.
Alison gripped onto the Naiad with her legs. Her breath drew in fast when those fingers drove into her. She had no idea what this creature could do. The fucking began. The water nymph pushed back and forth into her throbbing pussy with a maddeningly slow rhythm while Nessa held her tightly. Her friend continued to kiss her neck and whisper hot words into her ear.
Suddenly the pictures from the Naiad to the Celt transformed into sensation. Nessa heard from the Druids that these water creatures had the power to give life and perpetuity to lakes, rivers, springs and fountains. But, until now, she did not hope to experience such a thing as she now experienced. Nessa, the Celtic Warrior, known for winning many a battle and many a beautiful bed-mate; whose prowess with a phallus was near to none; who always fucked and never got fucked, was at this moment the recipient of a finger fucking by hot spring water in the form of fingers.
Nessa felt the thrusting hot fingers inside her. It took her breath away. She felt Alison’s feelings. She moaned with the beautiful one. Soon, she was just holding on. It was impossible to break the spell of the Elemental. But Nessa didn’t want to. For once she was not in control and it was bliss. She felt herself becoming one with Alison as the relentless fucking of both women continued.
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(Alison)
Alison let them take her where they would and it was the most exquisite thing she had ever experienced. Images began flooding her mind, none remaining yet all adding to the pleasure coursing thru her.
She felt the Naiad's fingers thrust into her, causing her to moan out loudly. Nessa's warm breath and lips on her neck just intensified what the water nymph was doing. Alison knew she was safe and gave herself over to the feelings, to the passion, to them.
Suddenly the images in Alison's mind began to change, she was seeing everything thru different eyes. Eyes that looked down upon them as the three of them celebrated being women. Alison watched as the Naiad drove her fingers inside Nessa, causing the Dark Lord to moan out. The sight filled her with such joy that it almost sent Alison right over the edge. She felt everything the Naiad did to them both, they were ONE.
She felt Nessa give up the control she was so famous for, felt the surrender as Nessa gave herself over to what this woman was doing to them both. There was no Nessa, no Alison...there was only THEM, ONE body, ONE mind, ONE spirit. It went beyond just being close to Nessa, they had always been that. They had become joined, united in a way Alison could not find the words to describe, even to herself. The water nymph took them both ferociously, deeply thrusting into them both, each feeling the other. She felt Nessa's arms tight around her, the Celt's moans hot and close to her ear, blending in perfect harmony with her own.
Alison looked into the eyes of the Naiad, liquid and blue as the water she had risen from and saw something that could only be called rapture. The Naiad poured herself over THEM, thru THEM, and in THEM. Together they teetered on the edge, the Naiad holding THEM there, drawing moan after moan from THEM, taking THEM beyond anything THEY had ever experienced.
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The End, by Alison, Ikarias, & Lord Nessa