The two girls were sweating profusely, trying to catch their breath. Soraka was bent over, with her hands on her knees. Lulu was running to catch up, her shorter physique making it quite difficult. Her heart skipped a beat as she gazed upon Soraka's ass. The celestial woman had elastic shorts on, and bent over as she was, they revealed her slender curves and a slight cameltoe. Lulu could feel herself blushing, and hoped that Soraka would think it was from the vigorous training.
To Lulu's amazement, Soraka straightened and took off her shirt. Her toned back seemed dry despite the sweltering heat. Lulu could feel herself getting excited; her breath quickened, and her loins stirred with heat. Without a word, Soraka turned to face Lulu, with her breasts bare. Time seemed to slow and become distorted for Lulu. She reached out to touch Soraka, but the world seemed to fade to nothing.
She woke up dazedly. It was a dream!
The real Soraka slept next to her in their small tent. It was made for one person, but there was a surplus of star-guardian recruits, so Lulu the two girls were assigned the same tent. Soraka did not sleep under the covers, for reasons Lulu did not know, but was thankful for. She sat up to get a better view of the tall woman. She wore a thin shirt and loose shorts, and Lulu tried to mentally undress her, to picture her as she had seen in her dream. Her eyes lingered over Soraka's horn, and wondered what it would be like to have it inserted in to various places. The tent was lit from the two moons in the sky. It filtered most of the light, but left just enough to see without straining the eyes.
"You can't sleep?"
Lulu nearly jumped out of her skin. Soraka's eyes were shut, but she was not asleep. Lulu's cheeks reddened, as they had in the dream.
"Lu?" Soraka probed. She opened her eyes to look at her tent-mate.
"Yeah, I mean no. I'm not sleeping well," Lulu whispered. Her eyes frantically searched for something to stare at; anything but Soraka.
"Your cheeks are red."
Lulu tried to think of a reply, but to no avail. Soraka noticed two tiny bumps on Lulu's large night shirt.
"Are you cold," she asked inquisitively.
The yordle quickly crossed her arms over her breasts in embarrassment.
"No I'm not cold," Lulu's voice came out as a rasp.
Soraka studied Lulu's body language and made a silent conclusion.
"We're partners Lu, we're supposed to look out for each other, you don't need to be shy," Soraka said soothingly, scooting closer to Lulu. She wrapped her arms around the yordle in a gentle hug. Lulu did not uncross her arms, and felt very awkward. Soraka's touch was like electricity that sent sparks of need to her crotch. Her labia swelled, and she felt her nipples harden further beneath her arms.
"We have to make sure we help each other with our needs," Soraka continued. She felt Lulu's heart racing, and was certain without a doubt that the yordle was extremely aroused. She had no qualms about that, and was ready and eager to satisfy Lulu.
"So, Lu, what do you need," she whispered this in to Lulu's pointed ear. Lulu moaned quietly as she felt Soraka's hot breath so close to her skin. By nature, yordles get very wet, and Lulu was no exception. Soraka pulled the blanked that covered Lulu's legs and saw that she had tucked her shirt against her groin to try to staunch the flow of her juices. It only served to soak the shirt and the blanket that they both laid on.
Lulu was frozen in the moment, unable to tell Soraka how badly she wanted her. Instead, she uncrossed her arms and guided Soraka's hand towards her dripping wet pussy. Soraka needed no further direction, and used her long fingers to gently massage the wet area. She sent Lulu in to a frenzy, the girl wrapped one arm around Soraka and used her other to clamp her mouth shut. Her muffled moans were still loud, but hopefully not loud enough to alert anyone outside the tent of what was happening.
Soraka was amazed at how wet her newly made sexual partner was. There was very little friction, but Lulu seemed to be going through fits of pleasure. The yordle buried her face against Soraka's chest, her small mouth hanging open over one of Soraka's nipples. She paused her massage to take her tank top off. Lulu didn't move, so Soraka had to lightly tug the fabric to pull it off. She felt Lulu's arm on her bare skin, still tightly gripped. Lulu's eyes were shut, but she licked and sucked on her partner's nipple.
She lost her concentration when she felt Soraka's hand creeping up her thigh, and her long finger slip inside her pussy. She let out a loud moan. Soraka quickly pressed Lulu's head against her breasts.
"You're too loud," she whispered to the yordle. Lulu didn't bother to quiet herself, and moaned in to Soraka's boobs. Worried that they might get noticed, Soraka withdrew her finger from Lulu's pussy. With tenderness, she laid Lulu down on her back. Lulu had her eyes tightly shut, and her mouth was open as she breathed heavily. She felt Soraka tugging her shirt up, but did not allow it to uncover her chest. Soraka leaned down to kiss Lulu. She was much taller than the girl, so kissing put Lulu's crotch at Soraka's belly button. She felt Lulu's hot wetness start to drip down towards her shorts.
"Kick my shorts off," Soraka said in between kisses. She felt Lulu's toes begin to pull the elastic waistband of her shorts. They sprang down past her ass but Lulu wasn't tall enough to pull them further. With a few shifting movements, Soraka kicked her shorts all the way off. The two women were completely naked against each other, exploring each other's mouths. Soraka's head was tilted so that she had a better angle, and so that her horn didn't brush against the yordle. Lulu started to kiss less and less as she rubbed her hips up and down, using Soraka's stomach for friction on her pussy. Her small arms wrapped around tightly around Soraka's neck, and her legs kept Soraka pressed down against her.
Soraka felt Lulu gush against her stomach as she climaxed. For a brief moment, the yordle's eyelids fluttered open, and her grip relaxed on Soraka. The woman used this moment to detach herself from Lulu. She stood on her knees and felt the hot fluid on her stomach slide down to her own pussy, where it dripped off on to the already soaked blanket.
"Oh my god I love you," Lulu said quickly. They both felt the passion they had for each other.
"Open your eyes," Soraka cooed. The yordle obeyed.
Soraka kept low and moved to sit on Lulu's face. Lulu's tiny tongue darted around her clitoris, sending waves of ecstasy through her body. She quietly moaned as the yordle went to work. She reached her hand down to massage Lulu's clit, but stopped when Lulu's concentration faltered.
"Sorry, help me come first and then I'll touch you again," Soraka whispered. She slowly rubbed her hips around, helping Lulu lick from different angles. Soraka was wet, but not nearly as much as Lulu, who was still lightly gushing.
"Oh... I'm gonna come..." Soraka whispered. Lulu's tiny hands gripped her ass and pulled down so that she could coax an orgasm out of Soraka.
It was explosive, Soraka squirted a jet of hot liquid on to Lulu's face. She rolled off the yordle to massage her clit, riding her climax for as long as she could. Lulu sat up to watch, feeling reinvigorated and ready to climax again. Without a word, Soraka snatched Lulu up and rolled her so that they were in a sixty-nine position. Soraka had to sit up and strain her lower back to accommodate Lulu's height. The shirt Lulu adorned fell, barely covering her nipples. Soraka could see the underside of Lulu's small breasts, but the ruffles of the shirt hid her nipples.
She started to eat Lulu out, the yordle excreted so much fluid that Soraka had to wipe her mouth off on the inside of Lulu's thighs. She spit some of the juices on to the yordle's butt hole, flicking her tongue lightly over it. Lulu had never felt such an experience, and the taboo of it threw her in to another orgasm. She gushed heavily. Soraka relished the dirtiness of Lulu's juices spilling over her tits and down her torso, all the way to her crotch were Lulu's head was.
Lulu had said something, but the whispered words were mostly muffled by Soraka's crotch. She pushed the yordle's legs down so that Lulu was laying between Soraka's long legs.
"Can you... put your horn... here," Lulu said, pointing to her pussy. She was tilting her head up so that she could meet Soraka's gaze. The request surprised the woman, but she nodded.
Although Lulu was astonishingly wet, Soraka groped the yordle's pussy and rubbed her juices on her horn. Lulu leaned forward and raised her ass invitingly in the air. Soraka put her hands on the yordle's ass, pulling her cheeks apart. With extreme care, she slowly inserted her horn in to Lulu's pussy hole. Lulu moaned in to the blanket, her butt hole pulsated with pleasure. Soraka couldn't see very well, but could feel the hot insides of Lulu's pussy. There was extremely little friction, so she had to be careful not to go to deep. But even as she had the thought, Lulu thrust her ass backwards. Soraka's seven in horn slipped all the way in to Lulu, who forced herself not to scream with pleasure.
The yordle took control and rocked back and forth as Soraka held herself in place, letting her horn be used as a dildo for Lulu's pleasure. She had to shut her eyes so that Lulu's fluids didn't leak in to them. Her face became drenched in the hot slippery liquid, and Lulu showed no signs of slowing down. She rocked all the way to the tip of Soraka's horn, and then slammed herself back.
Her horn didn't offer much erotic stimulation, but it felt amazing and unique for it to be inside Lulu.
Then Lulu slipped all the way off of her horn. Before Soraka could move her head up, Lulu readjusted and thrust herself back on to it, this time having the horn go inside her ass. It felt foreign, but it was so well lubricated that it didn't hurt at all. Soraka couldn't see what had happened, but it felt different. Lulu threw herself back so that Soraka's horn was completely inside. The sensation sent Lulu in to euphoria, and she squirted heavily on Soraka's face. It felt like a hot shower for the woman, and she pushed away from Lulu so that she could breathe. The horn slipped out without so much as a noise. Lulu fell down in a shaking fit, still gushing like a hose all over the blanket. Her large shirt was completely soaked, from sweat and her own juices.
Soraka noticed her shirt and shorts were also completely drenched, and opted to forgo putting them back on. Instead she laid naked next to Lulu, stroking her small back and enjoying the feeling of wetness that covered her.
They fell asleep shortly after, with Lulu still riding the best orgasm of her entire life.