Part 2: The Lady and Her Knights
The next morning, after noticing blood on her sheets and feeling pain in her lower region, Lady Isolde was attended to by some of the girls. They brought her tea, food, and healing remedies.
Bea, one of the girls, lovingly cared for Isolde and drew her a bath. Isolde found solace in Bea's gentle touch.
"You're so good with your hands," Isolde complimented her as Bea massaged her neck and shoulders.
Isolde shared her first encounter with a man and her desire to explore her sexual desires and become a working girl.
Bea teased, "I knew you were a little seductress the day I met you. They'll be so delighted, these customers always wanted the pure and untouched maid."
The two women chatted, their soft voices filling the air. Bea then washed and massaged Isolde's leg, making her feel more comfortable.
Isolde reached out under the water to clean her private area, and let out a sigh of pleasure.
"Let me help you," Bea offered, holding up a washcloth. Isolde nodded in agreement, feeling her touch gently but intently on her intimate parts. Her heart fluttered from the attention.
Bea noticed Isolde staring at her breasts, and smiled. "You know, I had a feeling you would be tempted."
Isolde shyly admitted to looking, and was encouraged to touch and enjoy Bea's full figure.
Bea removed her shirt to reveal her swollen breasts. Isolde cautiously reached for them, feeling their weight and fullness.
"What do you think?" Bea asked, looking at Isolde's face. Isolde bit her lip and looked into Bea's eyes.
"I... I think they're beautiful," she admitted.
Bea then leaned over to reveal more of her chest. Isolde immediately reached for them, gently fondling them in her hands and looking at the nipples. Bea began to leak milk, and Isolde tried some on her finger before bravely giving in and suckling on the nipple. The moment was filled with gentleness and appreciation for Bea's body.
Isolde tasted something sweet and delicate on Bea's nipple and couldn't get enough.
"More," Isolde requested.
Bea obliged and presented her other breast. Isolde turned around, supporting herself on the edge of the bathtub and presenting her bottom to Bea. Bea moved forward and breathed softly on Isolde's wet opening.
"Trust me, Isolde," Bea said, with her hand on Isolde's back, "these men can be terrifyingly rough and not considerate. I'll make sure you're ready for the next one, just stay still."
On her knees, Isolde leaned over the edge of the bathtub, resting her head on her hand and closing her eyes. Bea's gentleness on her backside made her feel a sense of relief.
She felt a gentle breeze on her compressed flesh, then a soft finger around her opening. Isolde began to relax and let Bea take care of her.
Bea slowly pulled back, allowing Isolde to step out of the tub, ready for her next client.
"Trust me, I'll take your virginity gently," Bea whispered, "just lay down."
Isolde did so and Bea positioned herself between Isolde's spread legs, leaning over her she took in the sight of her young friend's body. Isolde closed her eyes, her hands clasped tightly together as Bea carefully positioned herself. Bea softly caressed Isolde's back and the pain melted away.
As Bea began to enter Isolde, she took deep breaths, her muscles relaxing. With each thrust, Bea became more gentle, taking her time.
"Are you okay, sweetheart?" Bea asked. "I'll be careful."
Isolde could only sigh at her magnanimity, her anticipation growing.
Bea continued, urging her body forward and closing her eyes against the pleasure.
"Let go, Isolde, let yourself fall into it," Bea encouraged. "I'll take care of you."
Isolde did just that, surrendering herself to her own sensations and Bea's formore careful touch. They sighed together in contentment, the quality of Bea's touch improving the experience for Isolde.
As Bea pulled out, Isolde's strong grip on her lover's shoulders relaxed. She sighed again, "Please...."
But Bea had other intentions.
"You're all mine now, sweetheart." Bea admonished her. "Cum for me."
Isolde did just that, closing her eyes and giving in to Bea's wish. Their surrender was echoed in their voices.
Bea leaned down and kissed Isolde's forehead, "We'll prepare you for the next man."
Their hands intertwined, and their breaths slowed as they isolated the moment.
Afterwards, Bea took hold of a jar containing a fragrant oil. The scent permeated the air as she massaged a large quantity of it into her hands. This added a luxurious smoothness to her touch, generating a sensation that was both delightful and soothing. Isolde's own dampness commingled with the oil, her opening glistening and the pain started to dissipate. Bea lingered at that point, yet Isolde craved more at this moment. She let out a soft moan as Bea continued to rub her, reaching her pleasure spot.
Watching how Isolde was reacting, Bea advanced. She started kissing and licking her, tasting her juices and the oil combined. She moved her tongue in a circular motion, then up and down, then in and out. Isolde whimpered, longing for the feeling of being filled once again.
Bea slid a finger into Isolde and massaged her, whispering soothing words as Isolde moaned. In that very moment, Sir Godfrey was brought into the room. He was stunned as he observed the scene. It was Lady Isolde, exactly as Sir Elliot had promised. Until then, Sir Godfrey could not accept it as true. But there she was, offering herself to him, being attended to by another breathtaking woman. It was too extraordinary to be true, but Sir Godfrey was not one to question gifts from the gods.
His penis stiffened as he continued to absorb the sights. Two women engrossed in each other, one completely naked while the other attentively tended to the other's pussy, sporting enormous, damp breasts. Sir Godfrey stood beside the tub, not wanting to interrupt them.
Isolde looked at him, instantly recognizing his face. She had frequently imagined this man. He was older, possessing an appealing maturity and a few strands of gray hair and wrinkles. But his body was still strong and muscular. She bashfully smiled at him and he started unbuttoning his trousers.
Bea pressed another finger into Isolde, and she moaned loudly--she was not yet prepared. Sir Godfrey had his penis out now, gently stroking it as he observed patiently. Isolde smiled lasciviously at him and reached out her hand to him, inviting him to come to her. Upon standing, she looked up at him through her eyelashes and encircled his erection with her fingers. Sir Godfrey grunted as she began jerking him off and covering his dick in wet kisses.
'Good girl,' he growled, gripping her hair in his hand, applying pressure to her head as he thrust inward, drowning out her moans. He was flabbergasted by her expertise for a nearly virgin, but she had been watching the other women, after all.
Eventually, Bea stopped fondling Isolde.
'She's ready, Sir,' she told him, and he withdrew his penis.
He assisted Isolde in getting out of the bath and they rearranged themselves on the ground, Isolde on her back. She looked at Bea, silently asking her to stay. Bea knelt by her side and ran her fingers through Isolde's hair, whispering to her like a nurturing mother hen as Sir Godfrey aligned his penis at Isolde's entrance. The girls awaited eagerly as his cock slid into Isolde with ease, halting everyone's breathing.
'Mmm,' Bea breathed along with Isolde, knowing the feeling of a wet pussy being filled again for the first time.
Sir Godfrey gazed at the women as he moved his hips gently, observing Bea's fingers caressing Isolde's stomach and chest. Her hand slid downward and played with Isolde's clit.
Sir Godfrey, with practice, yearned to provide pleasure to both women simultaneously. He extended his arm and firmly held Bea's jaw, forcing her to maintain eye contact.
'You want some as well, beautiful?' he questioned deeply.
Bea bit her lip and examined him carefully. He was closer in age to her and she perceived his expertise in his body, while he perceived hers. She'd be lying if she claimed she did not desire him. Sir Godfrey spotted it in her eyes and pulled her towards him, making her straddle Isolde's hips, facing in the opposite direction. He kept his rhythm with Isolde, working in a hurry to unlace Bea's form-fitting outfit and remove it over her head.
Isolde moved her hands over Bea's legs, up her hips and to her abdomen, rubbing her breasts again. They shared a smirk, both exhilarated to share this experience.
Sir Godfrey inclined Bea so her ass pointed upward, her breasts over Isolde's face. He penetrated Bea without warning, aware she could handle him. He held Bea's waist as he resumed his rhythm in Isolde while devouring Bea's vagina. Isolde traced her fingers down Bea's back and clutched her buttocks, spreading her legs for him. Their moans blended together.
Finally, when Bea was soaked through, Sir Godfrey pushed her back and placed her hips atop Isolde's. He slid his penis from Isolde and into Bea with no hesitation, knowing she could handle his size.
Bea let out a sigh of satisfaction as Isolde gazed at her face, filled with pleasure. Impressed and captivated, Isolde cradled Bea's plump breasts, squeezed them together, and grazed them with her teeth, causing milk to dribble down her chin.
Bea's eyes remained closed, savoring the sensations engulfing her.
Eventually, Sir Godfrey instructed Isolde to flip over and assume a position on her knees under Bea. As Bea's cock exited Isolde's body, it entered hers, delivering a few forceful thrusts before swapping. Continuing in this manner, Sir Godfrey interchanged between them, causing both women to cry out in ecstasy with each impending penetration.
In the end, Sir Godfrey made them both climax before commanding them to kiss his cock and balls simultaneously. He grunted and came, showering them in a mixture of milk and semen before sauntering out.
The two women wasted no time jumping into the bath, still steaming, to wash off the milk and cum from their skin. After sharing a few tender touches and a sweet kiss, they dressed and departed.
