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  1. #221
    Nerys was indeed quite thankful for his consideration in a moment like the one she planned to undertake. Her actual problem with this entire situation was fear in general, she was scared of pain and didn't want something to hurt her if it didn't have to. She'd gone through the trouble of making all of these things because she wasn't sure what type of man Jason was before hand. She'd' figured if he was not the type to take no for an answer... then she might as well not have a terrible time. Besides that uses of things like lube weren't to be underestimated. She wondered if he'd even realize all the potential uses of it so early. Right at her stopping point she took a breath, and found a deep moment of relaxation. She had to continue, but after catching sight of Jason in the mirror she realized... he was experiencing something new as well. "This is really intense..." she murmured. Still, one to continue she'd push further... her hips shifting further and further downward as she passed the one spot which held that strange tightness. Eventually, after what seemed like a most arduous process she'd find her hips settled back against Jason's body and she'd rest there for a moment or two. Something about that slow descent was particularly unnerving... even so, she didn't feel bad at the moment. The lube did its job, allowing her to slide without too much friction but the fit was still much tighter than she expected. The pressure of her insides was weirdly placed but not unpleasant. "This feels so strange but it's..." she paused gently as she shifted starting a similarly slow rise and fall of her hips. "Not bad..." she finished softly.

  2. #222
    Intense? That hardly began to describe what was happening on Jason's end. Not only was he certain he'd never been in tighter confines, but he'd never known what this slower approach felt like. Just the same, the lack of outright friction was astounding. Was that some sort of oil she used on him a few moments ago? Whatever the case, it removed all the would-be burn, leaving only that soul-crushing grip. "Y─yeah," he agreed in the end. Who would have thought the great Hero, Jason of the Argonauts, could be so effectively shaken? Certainly not Jason himself. True enough, there were no complaints to be offered. Nerys seemed to be of the same mind, as she lowered herself over time until their bodies fully connected once more. He could feel himself swelling within her, or at least his body's attempt to do so past that insurmountable wall wrapped around him. It almost felt as if the throbs of his member were going inward rather than out. Breathing heavily, Jason leaned himself back while propping his head with both hands. This was something he wanted to view from a point of relaxation... and besides, he had to relax some part of him at the time; his groin would know no rest as it seemed to avoid being crushed slowly by another's rectum. This pacing was like an entirely new world for Jason, but... "I like it. Keep it up," he said while completing that same clause as a thought.

  3. #223
    Nerys found Jason's singular word reply to be one of wonder. Was such a thing really shocking to him. She'd seen him do much worse as far as actual movement was concerned. Perhaps there was something different about not being in control of the situation? Or maybe it was simply a matter of the added comfort of the lube? Whichever the case, she was definitely more and more alright with her own movements after settling that first time. Still, she could swear she could feel the throbbing of his cock even when it was buried in her backside. Though the initial stretching phase had been reached, she'd been pretty slow moving overall. She was trying to maintain her own comfort. Even so, Jason, claimed to like his current accommodations. The blonde man had taken on a look of general relaxation, leaning back, as Nerys eyes darted to find him laid back behind her. How interesting. Even with his body relaxed she could feel him within herself. He wanted her to keep it up... she would without question. "Alright... I'll do... my best♥!~" Nerys stated.

    But what was Nerys best in this new venture? Well, without any distasteful tension in her body, she was able to begin slow gyration of her hips against his manhood. The slowest rise and fall would do nothing to lower intensity, even so, she could feel something strange building within herself. Each and every movement seemed to stroke something strange within her person. And eventually the point of comfort would be reached and when it was, when she felt most comfortable with the movements of her hips, they'd begin to roll in those dancing circles she was known for. Even so... she was still going at this quite slowly. She didn't know if she'd accomplish anything for Jason this way, but she'd started taking him at his word. He'd told her to keep going, so she would at the pace she liked for her own body. She'd feel drawn enough soon, to slip a hand down her body while the other fondled her bosom. It was still a show even as Jason relaxed behind her. She could see herself, and her gently flushed face as she moved. She watched ever slow stroke of her finger over her unoccupied sex and moaned as she caught sight of herself. Oh, she truly did enjoy being watched, even if it was just by herself.

  4. #224
    Ah, but it was not only Nerys who watched her in these moments. A few of the bolder Argonauts had taken to peeping on the events unfolding within the cabin. Jason was aware of this, but he'd do nothing to stop the boys from having this amount of fun. After all, they also hadn't experienced a woman's flesh in years. Though enjoyable for all who called it home, the Argo was something like a prison when sexual release was the topic of conversation. The only women to appear on the Argo parted, either from fear of the crewmen, or other reasons that weren't too far from the same thing. Even in becoming privy to those wandering eyes outside, he was far too busy to be concerned. His own eyes were all over the place, either watching Nerys' dance-like ride directly from her rear, or watching her self-pleasure in the mirrors ahead and around. Soon enough, Jason was breathing exclusively through his mouth, and quite intensely to boot. What didn't help this, was the unusual gyrating motions of her hips that made him shift around inside her ass. So used to simple to and fro movements after penetration, Jason could easily lose his mind from all this. A few gasps were managing to escape him here and there, and his heart was palpitating as his shaft did the same. Even though the Argonaut should have been spent long ago, he was hardly going to last if this was how things continued. Actually, he had about... three seconds before another load was deposited into Nerys' backdoor, accompanying yet another strong exhale by Jason.

  5. #225
    Nerys felt strangely during her ride. Of course, there was the fact that she was experiencing the newness of having a cock in her previously virginal asshole, but beyond that she felt the familiar sensation of being watched. Ah... that was it wasn't it. It wasn't just her own eyes on herself in these mirrors. Jason's were on her too, and a flicker of her gaze made her take note of the eyes of some of the crew. How interesting. She wasn't up on deck... she wasn't having sex as the only form of any skill she had. She would have been surprised that any expressed such interest in her activities, but... it was a boat full of men that didn't have another woman on it. She supposed when she was a young boy she would have gone through quite a lot to see a rack as nice as hers in any moment she could have. At her current line of thinking the extra eyes just made the whole thing a bit more appealing. She continued her own work, her finger pushing her closer and closer to orgasm. Her hips moving slowly on Jason's cock as he was worked towards his, and her eyes locked on her own body in the mirror.

    Still as she chased her own pleasant feelings she became distinctly aware of Jason's state. The throbbing of his dick and his heavy breathing, she was fairly certain she was in for a surprise pretty soon and was rewarded for this thought by the man exhaling heavily as he came in a random instance filling up her asshole. She was surprised, she was almost certain what she was doing wouldn't have been able to give him the release he normally sought, she'd been working herself up to faster paced work but felt satisfied that he'd been able to reach his end at her hand alone. There was a certain amount of smug after something like that, and pleasure she couldn't have kept off her own face. "Aaaah~ Jason came and I can feel it in my ass♥!~" she moaned. Nerys eyes widened as she flicked her own sex and felt the distinctive tingle of orgasm accompanied by that strangely deep pressure within her rear. Oh that was way too much. She moaned her finish in the moment and couldn't help but feel exceedingly strange about it. Her movements came to a halt in the moment, she didn't know how she was supposed to feel about this. It was intense enough that she could still feel herself pulsing, she was quite certain her rectum had clinched in the moment, and what of Jason... how had that effected him. She was relatively comfortable, even so she felt as if all eyes were on her.

  6. #226
    How did Jason feel about it? In the wake of both parties' orgasms, he felt elation, which painted a visage of utter relaxation. It was quite strange. Ejaculation for Jason was normally more akin to a hardcore workout, the moment a pair of weights were freshly dropped. This however, was more likened to the moments immediately following a full-body massage at some fancy spa. Following his ejaculation, every part of him went limp. Well... almost every part of him. He still wasn't quite done with all the excitement he was having. All in all, Nerys was effectively turning Jason into quite the glutton. He'd feast to his heart's content. As if to prove this, one hand moved from beneath his head to swiftly strike Nerys' backside yet again. "Fuck! Good, good girl! But we're not done here yet, are we? You ain't dripping out of this hole yet, so let's go," he said, his voice carrying nothing short of exhilaration. The old Hero was giddier than a portly child in a store filled with free confections. Even though his lungs were working themselves nearly to exhaustion, so long as his body hadn't given out, he wasn't near done experiencing the mage. How long would this go on? Jason himself hadn't the faintest idea. . .

  7. #227
    All of Jason went limp after his finish, well except for the one part that was buried so deep within Nerys she would have known if it had. A grin crossed the lass' face as she felt the end of her own and knew she'd reached a certain level of satisfaction. The word from Jason in the same moment, was that he'd reached it to, what was more, she got to hear the words she'd become quite desirous of in the moment. 'Good girl!~' how nice. He'd said these exact words to her and she felt the most satisfaction that she'd managed in quite a while. A smack to her rear had also caused her another giggle. It seemed that this was the reaction to that, even when the man who did it was buried within her person. Still he was quite right, he did promise she'd be dripping out of all of her holes and she was at a current go of two out of three. She'd begin moving her hips again soon after, this time a bit faster with a more circular motion. She was quite giddy herself. Though she didn't maintain that base interest as was claimed, she at present was well invested in receiving more praise. "We aren't done yet, I still haven't done my absolute best♥!~" Nerys spoke these words excitedly as she began again, and as such they would continue.

    For that day and many others a certain pattern would develop. Pampering, debauchery, monster slaying, medic work... time with Jason and the Crew. Until such a time that a certain specific trip was being planned. Several days after that pattern developed and her new life on the Argo was set, Nerys stood on deck. She'd abandoned sometime before all the robes she'd been wrapped in. Too much sand in strange places. And had taken up wearing a red loin cloth lined in gold and a similar half top which exposed most of her person. Still she had a golden headpiece and several golden accessories, having turned her large witch hat into a circlet with the eye hidden behind a plate of gold. She'd recently patched up a couple of crew members who'd taken the brunt of a wyrm attack, but she wondered what course the Captain would be setting next.

  8. #228
    In all the time spent over those several days, the crew themselves had been quite busy. Their initial goal had been to take down a golem, and they'd managed to slay a few on their recent excursion. There was even the downfall of several desert wyrms, a rarely-seen quality of basilisk, and multiple raptors. Not a single life was lost, much to the contrary of the Argo's normal hunts. Who was to be credited for this? Nerys. Jason and the Argonauts all knew, a woman with a body like hers should have been ploughed half to death by the entire crew by now... and yet, none had touched her, despite the ensemble she wore as of late.

    Why hadn't she been touched? That ashen wench was meant to be a drooling mess on the deck, wanting for nothing but the sea of phalluses laid before her. Perhaps the crew did nothing because Jason would have been furious if they did? No, that wasn't quite it. There was a certain amount of fear for Jason's ire floating around at all times on deck, but in actuality, the Argonauts had developed a strong respect and admiration of their white mage. So much had been accomplished due to her abilities alone, some members had begun referring to Nerys as Queen of the Sands, and aptly so. She was being acknowledged as if she were Jason's mate, even another Captain-figure as it were. When Jason slept, the Argonauts would look to her. When Jason woke, he would seek her. Even now, the Captain took the Argo's helm while expecting her to be nearby when his declaration was made. "Alright boys, time to ship out again! You guys ready for vacation?!" he asked, inciting a long wave of cheers from the crew.

  9. #229
    At Jason's announcement Nerys had found herself near the helm. She was always nearby him, so long as he was awake. Otherwise she was busy, tending to this crew of all men. As a person who wasn't a girl at base, she wasn't particularly uncomfortable around men even with her body type. Beyond that point, she'd become something of a stable around here, for her actual talents, not just her overly sexualized body. Though she'd once been court mage for the entirety of a kingdom, she'd recently become the only medic for a crew of men who spent all of their time hunting monsters. She'd become quite busy in time. Usually she spent all of her spare time performing healing magics, creating various alchemical things to help along hunts, and devising strategies which would keep as many people alive as possible. So far, over those days of work, she'd succeeded quite a bit and she'd gotten to know the 'boys' as Jason called them. She smiled, she heard the occasional calls of the Queen of the Sands and those made her blush like a school girl. Nerys thought her terms with the men of the ship were pretty good, even though as a girl she probably should have been a bit more wary. Still, she liked being acknowledged but she didn't think her skills should have gained her that kind of praise. It was no bother though, she was at least happy here, and felt more useful than she had during her stay as court mage in Zuria during Kolin's reign.

    At Jason's words a small chuckle came from Nerys, barefoot as she was she seemed a bit sheepish. "I take that to mean our next stop is the Whoredom..." she said softly. She thoroughly agreed that the men deserved a break and there was technically no better place for them to vacation than the giant brothel in the middle of the desert. Still, she maintained a certain level of wariness about the place and particularly about the woman in charge of it. Though she'd been sworn to a certain level of good behavior, Nerys still couldn't trust the woman's motivations.

  10. #230
    Jason's eyes glanced over the Argo's deck, taking in the sights of many men. They celebrated the idea of indulging, they passed along monster meat cooked over open fires, they raised spears and banged shields in their excitement. Everyone aboard this ship was long overdue for a break. Well... such was the case for everyone besides Jason, and presumably Nerys as well. Those two had taken ample time to indulge between themselves, daily, whenever there was nothing else requiring either of them to be attentive. Nevertheless, Nerys took his side just as he anticipated. Her first words came in the form of an assumption. As to where they were going, there were only two proper options in this vast desert. There was the occasional trip to an oasis for the sake of relaxing, bathing, etcetera... but that would not suffice for this trip. Jason had given enough time to allow Dis some freedom to grow, while allowing Kolin time to furnish the Argonauts' resting place. "Whoredom! I like it! What say you, lads? To the land of sluts to be at our beck and call?!" he asked. Those cheers began anew, far louder and more excited than before. The men needed this, and Jason hadn't left the Argo in... quite a few centuries. Lo and behold, that corrupt dump of a kingdom was just ahead. . .

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