Adorned - Emilia
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Emilia sauntered, titillatingly, toward my bed with the erotic purr of her clan. Transfixed by her vibrant purple eyes, I paid little attention to her long, flowing hair and ample breasts; my mind was at her mercy. I took the chance of allowing her between myself and my sword on the opposite side of the room, despite being aware that this skill was often used by her kind for assassination and murder. She began to sway her voluptuous body in a pleasing dance, straddling my clothed body at times to stroke my chest and rub her chaste treasure on my crotch. The fact that the unnatural pale yet luminescent glow of her skin remained a brilliant blue as she continued to seduce proved to me that she was, indeed, untainted – something which was cause for surprise.
I opened my mouth to ask her why she was to choose me to be her man, but she placed a finger on my lips to demand my silence. Such was the custom of the Veyla clan; if I had uttered but a word since her entering the room, she would leave my sight forever. At last she pulled down my linen pants to reveal my painfully throbbing member. With an alluring smile, she held the base of my tool with her dainty hand, unable to quite wrap her hand entirely around it. She began to move her gleaming digits up and down the length of it with a slow sliding motion over the entire length. This was the vital test; if she found delight in the taste of my seed she would accept it too within her sacred womb, granting me a share of Veyla’s gift. 
A radiant smile preceded her engulfing my cock’s head, and her wet warmth surrounded it as she began to snake her eight inch long tongue around my hard rod, staring directly at me the entire time with her mesmerising eyes. Unable to hold it in anymore, I exploded inside her throat, shooting long streams of semen into her body, and I felt a thick emulsion slide down my throat. It took me several moments to realise that I was now on my knees, with a cock inside my head, spurting generous amounts of semen into my stomach. The pair of eyes I was staring into were no longer purple, but blue – and looking just as confused as I was. Forced to swallow lest I suffocate, I engulfed the last of the semen and allowed the cock to drop out of my mouth. 
I parted my new soft lips in a second attempt to speak, but the man in front of me shook his head, calling for continued silence. He, once Emilia whose body I now occupied, wished to continue the ceremony. The ceremony could be broken with any word spoken by my lips, though as I considered doing so to express my outrage, the aftertaste of the semen was so good that I stayed my tongue. If I were a Veyla, I would definitely be adequately pleased by this sampling. I lay back on my bed, the ceremonial way of surrendering my body to a man rather than using my powers to control his. He beamed at my decision, despite still seeming rather confused himself, and climbed on top of me. I gasped as he met lips with my own, his tongue entering my mouth. I felt my own tongue of many times his length uncurl involuntarily, and loving the pleasure derived from such an action I wrapped my tongue around his and sent the end deep into his own mouth. Our saliva exchanged as we curled around each other, glancing into each other’s eyes. His hand found his way to my new breast, noticeably heavy and sensitive, and he began to massage it. Being completely attracted to new male partner, it felt natural for me to stroke his limp cock back into life. 
After what seemed like an eternity of rapture he rose, forcing my tongue to slide out of his mouth dripping with our shared saliva. He moved to my skirt and removed my bloomers, revealing Emilia’s – no, MY OWN – prize. After having my legs parted I cried out in pleasure as he inserted his longest finger with a tight squelch. My entire body’s glow began to alter from milky blue to a pale red, yet reverted as his finger was withdrawn. I moaned as he placed his head between my legs, and began to lap at my tight slit. It took only a space of several moments before I was crying out once more, and gasped as I felt a wave of pleasure larger than I’d ever felt in my life approach. My entire body flashed white as my pussy and breasts burned, and my pelvis began to spasm in my lover’s face, sending a slosh of juice into his mouth. 
My mind filled with nothing but the thought of giving my gem to Darlon, the original owner of it. The next stage of the ceremony came by instinct, not through decision; as Darlon released my legs from his grasp, I turned around and raised my ass into the air, the sign of the conclusion of the ceremony. His entering me would declare us intimate enough to talk while naked.
Darlon placed both his hands on my hips and moved his solid member toward my entrance. I stiffened my shapely body in anticipation, feeling every sensation near my slit, including the steady flow of juices running down my legs. I moaned loudly as I felt a pressure against my snatch, and a sliding as it was pulled open for the first time. My body steadily became brighter as I felt the warm hardness inside my soft centre, his body melding into my own. An electric shock ran down my entire spine as I felt my mind connect with his, and I was both entering the woman below me and being penetrated by the man above. Such a connection is only possible for a man cared for by a Veyla – and indeed, I felt that I loved him. As his hips finally met with my butt, I began to feel control on the extent of the connection, and managed to restrict our closeness to share only our emotions. My body flashed at this point, and I felt his cock grow inside me – the gift of the Veyla granting him power in both cock and brawn.
“This wasn’t meant to happen, Dar- ah! you’ll have to be called Emilia now,” Darlon apologised at last.
“Don’t apologise, just give me more,” I begged in my unfamiliar silky voice.
He obeyed my command, withdrawing his new phallus to slam it into my depths once more with an echoing slop. I shrieked in ecstasy as I lost all rational thought. All I could think of was receiving more of this amazing feeling within the deepest part of my being. He began to hammer my insides with his cock and I screamed as my breasts bounced violently below me. It wasn’t long before my canal began squirting around his cock once more in a second orgasm. As soon as I felt feeling return to my muscles, I pulled away from him and lay on my back, motioning for my lover to fuck me in the missionary position. It was as he entered me a second time that I realised how huge his new cock really was – at least ten inches long and four in girth. My pussy tightened around it as I thought of the damage such a tool could do to most other ladies, and he began to slide in and out of me once more. We entered a second kiss, frantically feeling around each other’s mouths, and eventually I ventured to slide my tongue down his throat and tongue-fuck him.
“I can’t hold on anymore! I’m cumin’!” Darlon gasped. 
“Me neither! I’m cumming! I’M CUMMING!!!”
I moaned in delight as warmth flooded my stomach, and I felt the rhythmic pulse of his penis deep inside of me.  After several minutes of being interlocked he at least withdrew and I fell asleep in his powerful arm, our mixed juices gushing out of my slit.