WARNING: This chapter is a lemon. Read at your own risk
There Ought to Be Clones
"Peyton honey, I'll be doing some theatre maintenance and have an important meeting with the staff", Balan said whilst looking at the mirror to adjust his ascot.
"Alright, Balan. I hope it goes well", I replied after putting a book that I read back on the shelf.
"Is there anything you need before I leave?", he asked as he opened the door.
"Hmmm... I would like to spend a lovely time with your clones", I requested.
"My clones? For what purpose?", he wondered.
"To be pampered and have fun with them, if you know what I mean", I implied as I smirked and raised my eyebrows a few times.
"Oh, okay. I'm picking up what you're putting down", he remarked with a grin as he snapped his finger, causing four of his clones to appear, striking different poses on the bed and wearing only G-strings.
"Thanks so much, love!", I greeted him.
"Don't mention it, dear. I'll see you soon", he acknowledged as we shared a parting kiss.
"Bye-bye!", I bade as he went out.
"Ta-ta!", he bade in return, closing the door to get on with his busy schedule.
"Hi, Balans! It's nice to finally meet all of you", I introduced myself whilst waving my hand to them as I walked towards the bed.
The clones smiled as they waved back to me and one by one, they stood up to take my hand and kiss it. Apparently, they didn't speak and could only communicate through body language and action.
"You know, I loved seeing you perform on stage with Balan. Do you have any other impressive talents that you want to show me?", I asked.
In response, B1 held my hand and gently laid me on the bed, B2 took off my shirt, and B3 and B4 removed my shorts and socks. They performed a slow and steady massage on the palms of my hands and the soles of my feet, applying sufficient pressure on certain points. Then they worked on each of my fingers and toes, pulling and stretching them heedfully to create snapping sounds.
"Ah yes. This feels nice", I remarked whilst observing them keeping their eyes focused on what they were doing.
Next, they kneaded my arms and legs to further send me into a state of relaxation. I was on cloud nine, sighing blissfully at the wonderful feeling of multiple hands on my body. Afterwards, they glided their hands on my stomach and thighs in circular motions as a way of initiating the foreplay. The more their lingering touches went on, the more things became steamier in preparation for something that I'd been waiting for.
B1 and B2 began to pinch and twirl my nipples while B3 and B4 fondled and tickled my bulge, causing me to moan and gradually get an erection. As the clones' bewitching pheromones started to spread across the bedroom, they looked at me with half-lidded eyes and winked, indicating that they were going to give me the most exhilarating bedroom experience ever. B1 and B2 proceeded to lick and suck my buds as I raised my arms, placing my hands on their heads to caress their dreadlocks.
B3 and B4 slowly pulled down my thong and put it on the floor, leaving me completely naked as they spread my legs wide. B3 held my hard-on and took it all in his mouth while B4 enjoyed tasting my gonads. My moans and pants were loud and lustful and I blushed deeply as the combination of their wet mouths took me to a whole new level of pleasure, making my body heat up. They slid their tongues and provocatively flicked each of my erogenous zones, triggering me to writhe in pure ecstasy.
After minutes of oral stimulation, B1 and B2 pulled me up from the bed and had me in a wide kneeling position. Once the clones took off their G-strings, B1 situated himself behind me, kissing and licking my neck and tweezing my nubs, while B2 and I locked lips, making smacking sounds and battling each other's tongues for dominance. B3 started rimming me and cupping my plums as B4 went on sucking me off. I placed my hands on B1's shoulder and B2's cheek as our hot intimate session continued. B3 and B4 spun their tongues around my hole and tip, heightening the sensation that left me craving for more.
As I was done snogging B2, I made B1 lay down and gave moist smooches on his tip, wrapping my lips around it. B1 moaned and blushed as I carried on fellating him, bobbing my head and juggling his nuts to give him the satisfaction that he deserved, as B2 proceeded to deep throat me. B3 began making out with B1 whilst receiving a handjob from him. B4 magically lubed his finger and member, inserting them in mine and B2's chamber.
Our passionate orgy became more intense, our forms were covered in sweat, and the clones' pheromones clouded our minds with carnal temptation. I was focused on engulfing B1's member and I felt mine throbbing in B2's mouth as B4 continued fingering me, repeatedly targeting the right spot that sent me jolts of pleasure. B2 felt his erection twitching and his walls clenching as B4 thrust over and over again, moderately increasing his speed as he was closer to the edge. B3 experienced the same as B1 pumped him a little faster with a tight grip.
All of us were practically moaning and panting messes as we picked up the pace, driving us wild. Moments later, we finally climaxed, unleashing our white cream of warmth. I swallowed as soon as it entered and I gasped for air after pulling B1's length out of my mouth. B2 followed suit and came, shuddering from the feeling of B4 spurting his seed within him and pulling out of his arse. B3's legs were trembling after reaching his peak and he felt B1 unwrapping his hand to liberate his shaft. B4 was done digging for oil as he carefully removed his finger from my hole.
B1 and B4 cleaned up the mess by licking the milk on B2 and B3's torsos as I laid on my back to observe them. I groaned and breathed heavily as I felt my body beginning to relax from our enticing adventure. Once the clones were done, they gently put their hands on my stomach and chest, caressing me tenderly as we got a kick out of our afterglow.
"Thank you, Balans... Thank you for your excellent service... You all did very well...", I expressed whilst looking at them with a smile.
The clones reciprocated with sincere grins on their faces and one at a time, they leaned forward to kiss me softly on the lips, wrapping up our amorous session. B3 and B4 used their fingertips to rub my temples and B1 and B2 prepared extra pillows and a cosy comforter. Little by little, I closed my eyes and sensed the two clones moving closer to me and the other two resting on my body. I felt their hands delicately stroking my hair, cheeks, and neck as we all dozed off.
An hour later, I woke up and noticed the clones were still asleep. They seemingly changed positions which gave me enough space to get up. I went to the bathroom for a nice shower, taking the time to lather my hair and skin with shampoo and soap that both have sweet and lush scents and rinse myself with warm water. Once I was done, I dried myself with a towel and wore a bathrobe, feeling completely refreshed as I got out. I sat on the bed and smiled, thinking how adorable the clones look while sleeping. After another hour passed, I heard knocking on the door, so I opened it to see who it was.
"Hello, Peyton!", Balan warmly greeted.
"Hi, Balan!", I greeted back as we kissed.
"How is your experience with my clones?", he asked as he entered the room.
"It was magical! They're just as talented as you", I replied as we walked to the bed.
"I'm glad to hear that. And it looks like you all took a nice nap afterwards", he commented as he saw them waking up at the right moment.
"Yup!", I responded.
"Well, it's time for them to go", he said.
"Aww, okay. Until we meet again, Balans. Take care!", I bade them.
The clones waved goodbye to us and with the snap of the maestro's finger, they disappeared in a flash. Balan sat on the bed to raise his arms up and extend his legs, stretching them as he yawned after having a hectic day in the theatre.
"Got a lot of stuff to take care of?", I surmised as I placed my hand on his shoulder.
"As usual. It may be exhausting but it is very rewarding, to say the least", Balan answered.
"Well, you know what they say, good effort yields good results", I commented.
"Indeed. Guiding the inhabitants to balance their hearts is quite the challenge, not to mention that I smashed lots of boulders and fought with someone in numerous bouts", he furthered.
"Wait, what?!", I exclaimed with widened eyes as I was taken aback by what he just said.
"Haven't I told you about this?", he asked.
"No, I don't think so", I replied whilst shaking my head.
"Well, in that case, it's time for me to tell you about someone who goes by the name of Lance", he declared with his hands on top of mine.
"Okay. Who is he and what is his deal?", I queried.
"Lance is the ruler of the negative universe whose purpose is to corrupt the hearts and minds of those who think all hope is lost. He used to be the ruler of Wonderworld but after being consumed by the negativity of humans, he created me as a positive force to restore the balance", he revealed.
"I see. So you're telling me that Lance is the original Balan?", I enquired for further clarification.
"Correct. He has warned me countless times that I'm going to end up like him, but I made it crystal clear that I won't be", he retorted.
"I may be a bit overwhelmed after hearing all that, truth be told", I admitted.
"I'm so sorry, Peyton. I should've told you this sooner than later. I won't blame you if you're mad at me", he expressed with a shameful look on his face, turning his eyes away from me.
"I'm not mad, Balan. I understand that you want to keep me safe", I reassured him with a hug.
"Please, be careful if you ever get to meet Lance in person. Don't let him corrupt you", he advised with an apprehensive tone of voice.
"I'll take your words to heart", I responded.
"You're the love of my life and I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if something bad happens to you", he anxiously expressed as he was on the verge of tears, embracing me tighter.
"Ssshhh... Come now. You're always here for me, so let me be here for you. Just know that your worries are valid", I empathized as I rubbed his back in circles.
"Thank you", he stated as he took deep breaths to calm himself down.
"Would you like me to pamper you? It would make you feel better", I offered.
"I'd like that very much, dear", he accepted whilst wiping his tears away.
I started to give Balan a massage, pressing my hands gently against his shoulders and back to reduce the physical tension. Then I took off his hat to rub his temples in a clockwise and anticlockwise motion, making him sigh as it helped him ease the thoughts that were lingering in the back of his mind.
"How does that feel?", I queried.
"It feels wonderful, darling", Balan answered with his eyes closed.
"There's something that I want you to experience. I'm sure you'll love it", I suggested.
"Is that so?", he wondered.
"Mhmm. I came up with this idea just now. It's worth getting the tingles", I convinced him.
"Sounds ravishing", he remarked.
I walked to the desk to get a couple of makeup brushes and immediately went back to the bed. I removed the bathrobe and asked Balan to undress, to which he complied by snapping his finger to make his attire vanish. Now that we were fully nude, I made him lay down and raise his arms so I could give him the ultimate tease.
I positioned myself on top of Balan and leisurely trailed his entire face then down to his neck and shoulders. As expected, he began to get tingles from the softness and daintiness of the brushes. Next, I worked on his arms, steadily making my way to his elbows and then to his armpits. He chuckled seductively as he couldn't help feeling a bit ticklish from being caressed on those areas.
"I see that you're enjoying this. Do the thrills and chills turn you on?", I intimately enquired.
"Oh, absolutely...", Balan responded as he grinned and looked at me with bedroom eyes.
"Then let's see how sensitive you really are", I suggestively stated.
Gliding the brushes on his chest and stomach caused Balan to utter gratifying sighs as I performed figure-8 motions repeatedly. Continuing further, he felt instant shivers while I lusciously stroked his hips, thighs, and legs and moved the brushes up and down on the soles of his feet. Afterwards, I grabbed a bottle of minty lube from the drawer and applied a good amount to the handle of one of the brushes. With his legs spread and his knees bent, he emitted deep moans as I slowly inserted it in his arse, pushing it a little further for him to experience the pleasure of being penetrated.
I leaned forward to give Balan a prolonged snog, petting his cheek once more. We tasted one another's tongues and it looked like he was letting me dominate him for once, which I appreciated. Then I licked his neck to entice him even more until he was completely aroused. Eventually, I used the other brush to tease his colourful hard-on, making him blush and throb from the undeniably incredible sensation.
"Oh dear, Peyton! I didn't know you'd be this talented. You're very good at this. Uuh...", Balan complimented me.
"I always admire the markings on your body, let alone on your erection. I find these attributes of yours entirely alluring", I complimented him in return.
Balan threw his head back against the pillow as he moaned libidinously and panted with his tongue out the more I played with his member. His orifice tensed around the handle as I kept on thrusting it, constantly hitting his prostate. I set the brush aside and lathered his tool with enough lube, giving him a slick and icy cool handjob. I rubbed my palm and thumbs around his tip and satisfied him with a firm grip, squeezing adequately that made him feel hot everywhere and vocalize in the sultriest manner possible.
"UUH! UUH! PEYTON! PLEASE...", Balan cried.
"Please what?", I countered.
"PLEASE, m-make me c-come!", he ardently begged.
"With a cherry on top?", I furthered.
"YES! With all the cherries! I-I don't think I can last much longer", he implored whilst clutching the pillow.
"Very well...", I granted him.
Balan synchronized his hip movements with my milking and penetrating technique as he sensed his orgasm nearing. I kept pace with what I was doing and a few seconds later, he let out euphoric groans with his back arched and his hips bucked as the waves of pleasure finally kicked in. His hot rod throbbed several times, releasing thick streams of load all over himself, coinciding with the contractions of his hole. Once the exciting rush proceeded to dissipate, I decreased the speed until I let go and cautiously pulled out the handle of the brush, setting it aside to wash it later.
I gave Balan time to catch his breath and cool down from the fiery moment. I cleaned my hand and his body by licking the succulent nectar, savouring the mildly pleasant flavour. He and I shared a romantic kiss one more time, concluding the venereal escapade. I laid down next to him and we cuddled whilst sharing our thoughts on what just happened.
"How did I do?", I asked as I fondled his dreadlocks.
"You did spectacular, sweetheart! It's just what I needed. Thank you very much", Balan answered whilst touching my cheek.
"You're welcome. Maybe someday, you would return the favour. In your own Balan-y way, of course", I sensually hoped.
"Oh, you know I will, babe. Just wait 'til you see what I have in store for you", he said as he affectionately tapped my nose, making me giggle.
"I bet you could smash boulders with your flat ass", I teasingly remarked.
"As a matter of fact, I can", he stated with a dashing grin.
"Really now? I guess the joke's on me", I commented which made him chortle.
"Curious to see me in one of my bouts, eh?", he surmised as he raised an eyebrow.
"Always. Always curious", I replied.
"I'd be more than thrilled to take you there, darling. In due time", he affirmed.
"Splendid!", I exclaimed.
"By the way, I haven't had a shower after a busy day", he pointed out.
"I don't mind. I want to revel in your irresistible scent as we cuddle some more", I insisted.
"Can't argue with that, honey", he said as he nuzzled my neck.
We remained on the bed as we enjoyed our physical intimacy with occasional flirting and banter. This afternoon turned out to be fun and I appreciated Balan for expressing his worries about me. He may be jovial and charismatic on the outside, but he is kind and gentle on the inside. His understanding of my needs and great care for my well-being makes me fortunate to have him as my life partner, forever and always.
End of Chapter 7
This chapter that I worked on for 8 days is inspired by fan art created by NSFW Twitter artist, Mad Moxxie. To tell you the truth, I felt like my heart was racing and my face became hot whilst writing because this is by far the sexiest chapter I've ever done.
Happy Pride Month, by the way! Hope you all have a great one!
