The bright summer sun was piercing through the windows of Caelin Castle, blanketing each room in its comforting warmth. You stared out at the clear blue sky, spying some pegasus knights flying by. It sure must be nice, being out there in this fine weather. Alas, such a privilege was not afforded to you.
You shifted your gaze back inside to your own body, wincing at its current sorry state. Your arms were broken, encased in thick casts. Your legs were in a similarly broken state. Several bandages were weaved around your torso, limiting your movement, lest you disturb one of your several broken ribs.
Two weeks had passed since the unfortunate accident that had left you in this state. The castle's best healers did what they could, but you were still condemned to a long road to recovery. You've already spent two weeks confined to this bed and with at least six more ahead of you, you feared that you might go insane before reaching the end.
You were pulled away from such pessimistic thoughts by the sound of the doorknob turning. You shifted your gaze to the door as it began to open, eyes brightening up like those of a puppy that had been eagerly awaiting its master's return. With the window being your only source of stimulation in this dull, ordinary room, you welcomed every visitor, no matter who they were or what reason they had come to see you. Fortunately, on this occasion, your visitor was someone who had become one of your favourite sources of that much needed mental stimuli.
"G-Good afternoon! I've brought you your lunch!"
A soft voice came from the diminutive figure who stood in your doorway, holding a tray carrying a pot and bowl.
"Hey there, Florina!" you spoke, the joy in your voice clear. "I was just wondering when it would be lunchtime!"
Florina, like yourself, was a knight in service to House Caelin. She had only joined up about six months ago, after the battle between the late Lord Lundgren and Lady Lyndis. Perhaps unbecoming of a knight, the skittish girl was a total pushover, quick to apologise over the most minor of mistakes. But that only her more endearing to you and the other knights.
That said, her mistake last fortnight was anything but minor. She had somehow lost control of her pegasus and was suddenly on a collision course for the castle courtyard. Fortunately for Florina, she didn't meet with the cold, hard ground. Unfortunately for you, she met with you.
Having a pegasus's entire weight land atop you completely wrecked your shit. You crumbled immediately, barely remembering anything other than Florina's screams as darkness took you. By the time you awoke, you were in this bed, the healers having just finished doing what they could to expedite your recovery.
Since that day, out of guilt for what she had done, Florina swore to take care of you until you were back on your feet. One way she had been doing this was preparing all your meals. You could already feel yourself salivating from the sweet aroma of her homemade stew as she set down the tray and prepared a bowl for you. She then approached your bed, sitting herself down on the bedside stool before carefully scooping up a spoonful of the warm broth.
"Here. Open wide."
You did as Florina commanded, allowing her to spoon-feed you. You savoured each spoon, the stew's delicious warmth filling you with strength. Despite having eaten this every day for two weeks now, you've yet to grow sick of this meal, or any of Florina's other dishes for that matter. The girl was a good cook. No doubt she'd make a fine wife someday; a comment that you decided to keep to yourself this time, lest you send Florina into another flustered frenzy like you did the last time you spoke your mind.
"Aaaaand… There! All gone!" Florina declared as she fed you the last spoon.
"Thanks, Florina. It was as delicious as always!"
"Please… It was my pleasure! I've still got plenty more if you want seconds?"
"Sure, I could go for seconds."
While you were admittedly still hungry, you really just wanted to prolong Florina's stay. Your chances for company were limited and so you cherished each moment you got with Florina.
You watched her as Florina returned to the table where she had set down the tray to pour you another bowl. She hummed quietly to herself as she did, lightly shaking her hips from side to side. This was an innocent act on her part, but for a man starved for excitement, even those simple sways became arousing.
You had always thought Florina was a good-looking girl but your attraction to her had grown considerably these past two weeks. You had taken the opportunity to study her figure greatly, and you liked what she had going on. Modest breasts that bounced ever so slightly whenever she moved; shapely sides that you wished you could run your hands along; and a nice little ass that you longed to give a firm squeeze to. She really would make for the ideal wife…
*gasp* *SHATTER*
You were pulled from your introspective of Florina's beauty by the sound of her gasping, followed by a loud shattering as she dropped the bowl of stew she was about to bring to you onto the floor.
"F-Florina?! Is something wrong?" you asked, instinctively trying to sit up only to put a halt to that action the moment your ribs started screaming at you to lay back down.
Florina didn't answer, the pegasus knight just standing there in shock, hands over her mouth, her face growing redder by the second as she stared at something with eyes as wide as saucers. You began to follow her line of sight, your own face beginning to match Florina's as you finally saw what had startled her. You were erect.
Your admiration of Florina had caused your blood to flow southward. Combined with the fact that you naturally haven't been able to tend to yourself in over two weeks and you were now sporting one hell of a hardon, your throbbing phallus straining the fabric of your clothes as it struggled to fight its way out into the open.
The room was shrouded in silence as both you and Florina just stared at the tent you were pitching. Said silence was finally broken once Florina managed to find the words to speak.
"I-Is… that…"
Panic spread across your face. You had to say something before Florina could start screaming and cause everyone to rush in and think you were some kind of pervert.
"I, um… i-it's not what you think! It's… er… FATIGUE!"
"…fatigue?"
"Y-Yeah! It happens with us men sometimes! So, er… don't worry about it! Heh… heh…"
You shifted your face away from Florina, unable to look her in the eyes as you tried to will your boner to go away, a task that quickly proved to be a fruitless endeavour.
Florina, meanwhile, continued to stare at your manhood, processing what you had said, correlating it to something her sister had told her before. It should probably come as no surprise given Florina's shy nature that she knew very little about men. Most of what she knew came from her elder sister Farina, who had told Florina many tales of her encounters with the opposite sex.
"Men require regular release to stay healthy, Florina." Her sister had told her.
"Release?" the innocent Florina had replied, unsure of what Farina had meant.
"Yeah. Getting backed up is bad for them. That's why they're constantly jerking it." She explained as she made a jerking motion with her right hand.
"Oh… I see…" Florina replied, the lavender haired girl now blushing profusely at the mental image.
"And a lot of them are willing to forth over big bucks to have a woman do the deed!"
"Really?"
"Oh yeah! The delicate touch of a woman is leagues better than the feel of their own oafish mitts. You wouldn't believe how much I've made from just a few hand jobs!"
While Florina had no interest in making money in such a fashion, the factoid of men needing to ejaculate regularly to stay healthy had always stayed with her. It was something that had crossed her mind a few times during her time taking care of you. She had sworn to take care of all your needs until you had recovered, and she had tended to most with great effort. Feeding you, changing your bandages, washing the sweat from your body. But the wellbeing of your nether regions was the one area she had completely neglected. And now the outcome of her neglect was staring her in the face. She had to do something, before your condition worsened!
"Um…"
Florina's murmur forced you to shift your attention back to her. Your heart was pounding, dreading what she might say or accuse you of.
"Would you… um…"
Florina was fiddling with her fingers, staring into the floor as she tried to gather both her words and her courage.
(C'mon Florina… You can do this!)
Taking a deep breath, Florina began yelling at a level that made you thankful that no one else was in this wing of the castle at this particular moment.
"WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR PENIS?"
Silence fell upon the room once more as Florina caught her breath, giving time for her words to sink in. Had you heard her right? Did sweet, innocent Florina… just offer to tend to your hardon?! You weren't sure how to respond. Should you turn her down? A part of you thought that might be the best move, but another part of you was desperate to say yes. You've been jerking off at least twice a day for years now. Having been forced to abstain from your favourite pastime had not done wonders for your mental or physical health. You knew that you needed release, and if Florina was willingly offering to help you with that, would you not be a fool to say no to her?
Florina's heart skipped a beat when she saw you nod, accepting her offer. This was really happening. She was actually going to touch a man down there. And not just touch him but cause him to… to… Florina was too flustered to even think of the word! Still, she had to get it together. You needed this. Your recovery depended on this. It was her fault that you were in this state, so it was her responsibility to take care of you. Shirking that responsibility would bring shame to the House of Caelin, and Florina would never forgive herself if she did anything to bring shame to Lyn!
Stepping over the bowl shards and spreading pool of stew, Florina sat down on the side of the bed. She stared at your crotch, trying to make out the shape of what laid beneath the fabric of your clothes. Knowing that she couldn't back down now, Florina took a deep breath before reaching for your waistband. Your heart skipped a beat as the tips of Florina's delicate fingers slipped under your clothes, brushing against your pubic skin. You both watched with bated breath as Florina slowly whisked the garment down your body. Florina's heartbeat quickened as the base of your cock came into view, more of your length being unveiled until enough of it had revealed for your member to spring itself out from your drawers and back to its prior skyward position. Florina's hands came to a rest atop your thighs as she took in the sight of her first cock.
(It's bigger than I thought it would be… Angry looking too… Is that… because he's gone so long without release?)
With that thought steeling her resolve, Florina reached for your dick. Her lithe fingers gently wrapped around the midsection of your shaft, gripping it gently. You had to bite your lower lip to hold back a moan. Her touch on your neglected rod felt like lightning had struck your nervous system. You didn't want to scare Florina off with some unusual noise.
Remembering what her sister had taught her, Florina began to lightly glide her hand up and down your length. Her touch was gentle, cautious even; and her technique lacked any kind of refinement, heavy with doubt. But God did it feel good!
"Um… Does this… feel okay?"
"Y-Yeah… but you can grip it a bit tighter… and maybe use both hands…"
Florina did as you instructed, proceeding to jerk you off with both of her hands and a stronger grip. You soon found yourself no longer capable of holding back your moans. Florina winced the first time she heard one, accidently squeezing down hard on your cock, eliciting another moan from you. Your utterances startled her, but Florina knew they were a sign that you were enjoying this, that she was doing a good job. Her gradually growing confidence was reflected in her handwork, her technique improving as she figured out the best way to pleasure you.
(The way it twitches… it's kind of cute! It reminds me of Huey when I brush his hair!)
"Good boy…" Florina cooed softly. "Does that feel nice?"
You didn't answer, knowing that question had been directed at your dick, rather than you.
With the comparison made between your phallus and a pegasus, much of Florina's initial nerves had been placated. She had gotten quite into the task of jerking you off. But as the pulsations of your cock grew in both strength and frequency, you knew that the climax was hastily approaching.
"Florina…" you gasped, jolting her from her trance, causing the easily startled girl to give your dick another firm squeeze that was almost mind melting.
"I'm… getting close…"
Close… Florina knew what you meant. You were going to "release". This posed a conundrum. No doubt it would result in a large mess, staining both your clothes and the sheets. It would be a hassle to have to change all that. Perhaps there was something she could use to contain your oncoming eruption?
As Florina pondered this, she recalled something else she had learned from her sister.
"I usually charge 2000 gold for a hand job but if they pay double, I'll use my mouth too! Most guys are unable to resist forking over the cash once they hear that offer!"
(Men like it when girls use their mouths? Hmm…)
Having found her answer, Florina briefly removed one of her hands from your cock to tuck a loose strand of her hair behind her ear before she began to lean down towards your manhood. Time felt like it was moving in slow motion for you as you watched Florina's soft, tantalizing lips draw closer to the engorged head of your cock. Was she about to do what you thought/prayed she was about to do?
She was. Florina parted her lips as much as she could before taking the head of your cock into her mouth. Your hips instinctively bucked a little, the motion causing the rest of your body no small amount of pain, not that you really noticed.
With her hands still working your shaft, Florina began to swerve her tongue around your consumed tip, licking up your precum and replacing it with a coating of her saliva. This was all too much for you. As much as you wanted to enjoy it, you couldn't stave off your ejaculation, cumming less than thirty seconds after Florina had taken in your head.
Florina's teal eyes widened as she felt that first rope of jizz erupt into her mouth. Her cheeks began to puff out as your cock kept on spewing your thick spunk, your aching, bloated balls eager to empty themselves of two weeks' worth of their product. Overcoming her initial shock, Florina began to swallow your load, one thick, salty glob at a time. The taste was strong, overwhelming even. It felt mature, beyond Florina's more bland palate. But even so, she swallowed every drop, even licking your cock clean afterwards to ensure none of your load went to waste.
Florina gently pulled your cock from her mouth, gasping for air. Florina's heart was pounding a mile a minute, and her body was dripping in sweat, causing her white clothing to stick to her body somewhat, as well as becoming slightly translucent, revealing the snow-white flesh hidden beneath.
"*cough* Was that… um… good?" she asked you nervously.
"Yeah…" you replied with a breathy sigh. "Thank you… Florina…"
A bashful smile grew on Florina's face. She couldn't help but feel some sense of womanly pride over having satisfied a man. That satisfaction began to wane somewhat upon her eyes returning to your dick, whereupon she noticed that your erection had barely waned at all.
"Huh? It's still… big?"
Self-doubt began to set in. Had she not done a good enough job? While you couldn't read minds, Florina was enough of an open book for you to know what she was thinking by her expression alone.
"D-Don't worry, Florina! I just haven't unloaded since the accident, so I'm just backed up is all! You did an amazing job!"
Despite your attempt to placate her doubts, as well as the truth to your words, Florina still felt discouraged. She had sworn to tend to your needs. She couldn't just leave a job half done!
With uncharacteristic boldness born from the courage currently welling up inside her, Florina rose to her feet. You watched as her hands disappeared under her skirt, only to return with her panties, whisking the white garment down Florina's lovely legs before she stepped out of it.
"F-Florina?!"
Florina didn't respond. She didn't even spare you a glance. She knew that if she made eye contact with you right now, she would lose the nerve to carry on.
You watched as Florina climbed up onto the bed before proceeding to carefully straddle you. Her petite frame hovered over your crotch, one hand reaching down to grip your manhood by the base, keeping it straight and steady, lining it up with her bare pussy that remained shielded from your view thanks to Florina's skirt.
Was this really about to happen? Were you and Florina really about to have sex? Just like last time, a small voice inside you wondered if you should deter her, but it was quickly drowned out by a thousand other voices, each one cheering for the oncoming coitus.
Florina slowly lowered herself down towards your dick. You both shuddered the moment your sexes made contact. Florina's soft labia squished around your hardened knob, spreading apart to allow you entry into her body. Your first inch slipped inside, followed shortly after by the second. Florina's descent took a pause as her face twisted up. You spied a couple droplets of blood drip down your shaft, signifying that you had claimed Florina's first, a fact that really got the testosterone pumping.
Once overcoming that initial bolt of pain, Florina resumed her descent, your inches gradually disappearing inside her snug pussy. Her nether lips making contact with your pelvis coincided with the head of your cock kissing her cervix. It was a perfect fit, almost as if Florina's pussy had been made for you.
"It's… in!" Florina declared, her face slightly twisted in discomfort from her not being used to being penetrated, but nonetheless, the pride she felt shone through, clear as day.
Taking a few deep breaths to calm herself, Florina began to lightly bounce in your lap, her soft, velvetlike walls massaging your length as they travelled up and down it. A part of Florina was trying to egg her into moving faster, but she knew that she had to be gentle with you, given your current condition. Even with her delicate movements however, you still felt some level of pain from each impact of her soft bottom colliding with your thighs. But the pleasure you felt dwarfed such trivial agonies. Florina's pussy was like nothing you had experienced before. You had heard tale that the pussies of Ilian women were in a league of their own, and Florina was certainly living up to that rep!
As you watched the blushing girl ride you, you cursed your inability to do anything more than just lay there. How you wished you could reach up and grasp those small fruit bouncing about beneath her top. Or latch onto her shapely sides, gifting them gentle caresses before tightening your grip and slamming Florina down hard on your cock. Alas, in your state, all you could do was watch, and pray that maybe you'll get another chance to do this with Florina once you had recovered.
Your thoughts were interrupted as you felt that familiar burning in your loins. Your balls were ready to jettison the remainder of their load, desperate to make sure they were thoroughly drained this time. Florina could sense this, feeling the strengthening of your cock's throbs within her pussy. She was well aware of the potential risks of you finishing inside her. She knew that she should probably get off your dick and swallow your load again like last time. But there was a fire of her own burning inside her, one that could only be doused by your seed. The inexperienced, formerly virgin girl was powerless to find off her natural urges, becoming a slave to them as she rode you towards a mutual climax.
Both of you cried out in ecstasy as you came together, your hips rising slightly off the bed, pushing your dick into the centre of Florina's cervix, ensuring that the bulk of your seed was sown directly into her womb, her spasming walls milking your shaft to ensure your balls would have nothing left to give.
Your sperm swam deep, soon discovering their prize. Like Florina herself, her egg was submissive in nature, barely putting up any resistance as thousands of your sperm descended upon it, hammering away at its membrane until one lucky trooper managed to swim his way inside, beginning the melding of your genes with Florina's.
The moment her orgasm ended, Florina felt all of her strength leave her. She nearly collapsed down on top of you, managing to avoid that outcome by planting her hands atop your chest to keep herself somewhat upright. Now that your own orgasm had ended, you were left with only the pain of having intercourse in a bedridden state. Your entire body was aching, and yet you had no regrets. Neither did Florina, who felt quite pleased with herself as she felt your cock start to soften and go limp inside her cum stained depths, sparing no thought to the ramifications of you finishing inside her.
Carefully climbing off of you, Florina cleaned up your nether regions before tucking away your spent member. Neither of you said anything during this time, an awkward atmosphere having set in.
Putting back on her panties and cleaning up the mess she had made on the floor, Florina prepared to leave. As she stood in the open doorway, Florina glanced back over her shoulder at you, hiding much of her blushing face and making only occasional eye contact.
"Um… i-if… um… you need… more r-release… l-let me know! O-Okay?..."
"Y… Yeah…" you murmured back.
With that said, Florina quickly departed, leaving you all alone once more. You reflected on what had just happened, briefly wondering if it had all just been a hallucination born from a fever. A stirring in your loins pulled you from your thoughts as a tent began to grow from your crotch once more.
"Is it too soon to call on her again?"