Divinity Rescue Corps
129- A Fletcher Break

The day was wearing on as Tara invited me into her house and quickly ran both hands over my engorged wood. Her adorable, round, girl-next-door face had a wicked smile, and her hazel eyes gleamed with mischief. She tucked her hair back behind both ears and noticed me glancing down the neck of her scoop necked sweater, at her cleavage. With that, she pressed her elbows in, accentuating it.

“Now, we can get into what’s got you upset, have a little heart to heart,” she cooed, “or we can deal with that stress, have a little nether-to-nether, and handle the discussion afterwards.”

She kissed me, and I kissed right back. Thank heavens for someone who wasn’t risking her relationship by doing this. Tara soon had my pants off and was working her lips and tongue over every available iota of my shaft, head, and balls.

“I want to do you too,” I told her.

It was almost comical watching her straighten and then fling all her clothes off. A few days without the anti-magic drug and she was turning into a bronze statue again. Her normally flawless skin had a metallic sheen to it now, which I really liked. She even tasted a little coppery, which was weird and wonderful.

“Bed?” I asked, and quickly spent a Token to enhance her sensations with Entwined Ecstasy, and then the third level of Eromancy as well.

“Fork that,” she breathed, and steered me directly to the floor.

In seconds she had my cock out and adorably tucked a bit of hair behind her ear just as she slurped the head into her mouth and began bobbing up and down. I fell into heaven, watching the girl who’d helped me start it all get into a seriously intense blowjob.

I’d been in disbelief for a long time, and counted myself lucky a lot of times before, but I think the angle of the sun, bouncing off the motes of dust as Tara whipped her shirt and bra off, made me appreciate how far Pleasure Seeker had brought me.

“I want to… frack your boobs,” I told her.

Tara giggled and, with her holding them, she made a nice sheath. Pheromones somehow gave her boobs extra size, and she goggled down at the way she’d ballooned from a comfy C-cup to a double D. Even her already long nipples lengthened a little. I noticed her squeezing them again and again, kneading her own breasts as the titjob started in earnest.

“Oh my gods, Fletcher,” she breathed, giggled, then squished her enhanced tits around my shaft.

I hadn’t done this before and hadn’t expected it to feel as good as it did. It was a unique experience, with a strangely nice feel that wasn’t anything like a blowjob, regular sex, or the hot extreme tightness of anal. It didn’t compare, but the knowledge of getting someone to do this for me was extra erotic.

Tara dipped her head down to lick and suck at the head when it appeared, and began riding up and down, again and again. Pheromones also increased the length of her tongue, meaning she could wrap it around my cock several times and lick it in ways only I’d never dreamed of before.

“This is amazing,” she told me, with shining eyes. “I didn’t know you could do this.”

I hadn’t either. Instead I luxuriated in the understated, sexy beauty bending all her will towards pleasing me. It was usually the other way around.

Some ten minutes later, I told her that I was on the verge of an orgasm. I wanted to please her, but instead she pushed me back onto the bed and began to shimmy out of a pair of white yoga pants. I loved the trimmed blonde bush that appeared, and the way her lower lips were already shining with moisture. She straddled me, and plunged down onto me.

“Give it to me,” she breathed, cheeks rosy and still squeezing her larger breasts. “Go on, give Tara that jizz.” I watched as they slowly shrank so my Adaptability could be used to stop her from battering her insides on my enhanced size.

She slammed herself down again and again, eyes rolling back, still playing with her hard nipples. She was just giving herself an orgasm when I tipped over the edge and grunted with release. All my worries ceased. The problem of Ivy disappeared. The weird issue with Fairy Poppins was gone. Not even the lingering guilt over Shakindria was a problem right now. Instead I poured all that energy into blasting Tara with as much as I could muster.

After that, we lay panting on her bed, with her leaking copious amounts of my seed and making amazed sounds when she touched herself.

“How much do you make?” she asked, aghast.

“Enough,” I said. Maybe I was too proud of myself, but she’d made a puddle between her legs.

“I’m going to need more,” she told me.

This was how she ended up riding me reverse cowgirl some ten minutes later. Just like the first time I’d ever had sex with Regina, something about this needed to be safely stored away in my visual cortex. Everything was on full display now: her pert butt cheeks, her pussy stretching around me and accepting the shaft over and over as she shoved backwards. Even her puckered back door was open to me. I saw her grinning over her shoulder.

“You like that?” She asked. “You like having me ride you?”

I liked this very much, and told her so.

“Good,” she said, “because I like it too.”

“You like this?” I asked, pressing my thumb against her rear entry. My only response was more moans and groans, until she began cupping my balls and kneading them gently.

“You’ve got what I need, Fletcher.”

As much as I wanted to know where this kink of hers came from, I was okay for now not knowing. After a good ten minutes, she stiffened and began shuddering. With the ecstasy washing over her, she froze. I guided her back down until she was laying atop me, head on my shoulder and kissing me on the side of the neck. Breasts on full display and me with a hand empty.

“You frack me so good,” she whispered.

I held her butt up and used the leverage to thrust up into her.

“You know,” she went on, “you well-endowed guys can do this position.”

“Um… thank you.”

In the moment, my whole problem with Ivy was forgotten. There was only the soft, supple flesh of Tara’s long legs and firm butt, the incredibly soft feel of her breasts in my hands, and the feel of her pussy trying to wring all it could out of me.

We were in the middle of getting Tara yet another orgasm when the door banged open. I was expecting Ivy to charge in, or even for Fairy Poppins to furiously flit towards me, but instead I found my bond mate staring wildly at us. Her sundress was gone even as she stepped into the room, puddling to the floor and showing off what happened when she got turned on.

She was fully turned on.

“Vel?” I asked.

“You two,” she mumbled, “you feel so horny.”

She fell between our legs and began licking at Tara’s clit with all of her many tiny tongue tentacles. I naturally enhanced them using Pheromones and my new Group Play Quality. These longer, stronger enhanced tongues also rubbed up and down the base of my cock, titillating my balls.

Tara lost her mind. She began to orgasm instantly.

It was time to use Coming Together. I put on the aura, and whispered in Tara’s ear. “You can taste yourself.”

I didn’t need to tell her how; she spent the Token automatically and her orgasm almost flung her off me. Arching her back, she cried out loudly as the sensations from Vellenia invaded. The feel of our skin on my bond mate’s fingers, the feel of the bed beneath her, the heat coming off the two of us, and lastly the taste and feel of all her tongues were available to Tara in the same moment. Shuddering hard, she needed me to hold her to keep me buried down deep.

Vellenia must have figured it out too, because she cried out the same way. She was experiencing all of Tara’s feelings: her back against my chest and abs, the sensation of being full to bursting, all the friction of having me slide in and out, the pressure of my embrace, and the feel of our lips dancing.

“She is so sweet, bond mate,” Vellenia told me.

“Ohhhhhh!” Tara wailed.

“You will breed her now?”

She could feel my climax threatening.

“Yes!” Tara gasped. “In me. Inside!”

Who was I to deny a beautiful woman?

The three of us made love for another good hour. The girls were locked in a double sensation situation by experiencing each other’s pleasure, and that drove them into a languid sixty-nine. Vel made sure to extract all of my seed she could lick up, which clearly pained Tara. This was followed by me taking Vellenia doggystyle. Tara was astonished to watch my cock stretch the Nakamamon’s anatomy out, and further astonished to feel it stretching her out at the same time. Vel took her turn riding me next, while Tara stood and allowed the Marshin to lick all of her insides and give her yet another climax. Finally, Tara couldn’t handle the idea of not being filled to bursting, and needed me to cream pie her one more time. Vel sat on my face, and the two experienced both sex and being eaten out simultaneously. They made out until both climaxed simultaneously.

The aftermath was a bed in Tara’s house that couldn’t be slept in, at least until it was thoroughly washed. We lay on top of the sleeping bag, the side that wasn’t sodden, and discussed the Ivy situation while cuddling.

I explained what had happened with Ivy. “It wasn’t like her to get all horny. And getting in between her and Izzy is the last thing I want to do, you know?”

“It’s not okay for her to put you in that position,” she said.

“Agreed,” Vellenia added.

“Right?”

“I’m glad you came to me,” she said, and giggled. “And came in me.”

“About that…” I said, but she waved the matter away.

“We need to get on that cure of yours,” she said. “You came here because your abilities ramp up our stamina and mana regeneration and such, right? You needed a little Fletcher break, right?”

I stared at her. “What, pray tell, is a Fletcher break?”

She shrugged, giggling. “Pretty much what you think. Regina and I made up the term, I think right after Dee got divinity poisoning and she, you remember, she got upset and swore off sex with you.” She frowned. “I don’t think she would have a problem with me telling you this but, just, you know…”

I gave her a reassuring smile. “No problem. My lips are sealed.” I did the zipping gesture, then locked my mouth with an imaginary key and tossed it away.

Tara’s bubbly, talkative self might have annoyed the curmudgeon I used to be, but the positive vibes coming off her were undeniably cute and endearing. I really enjoyed her animated way of talking, the way she used her hands—especially the dirty parts, where she’d make a circle with her thumb and forefinger, then try to push her entire fist through it. Her face was constantly in motion along with her words.

“Anyway when she finally got that glorious dick of yours inside her, she said all the tension just, whoosh, you know? Melted away.” I laughed at the way she made the tension fly away with her hand like it was an airplane. “She said it was like she’d been tied up in a knot, and the first orgasm after that just untied that knot.” She clenched up her fists full of bedsheet, but then released it, and pulled it so it lay flat. “So how, if we ever see the other isn’t doing okay, or we have a problem, sometimes we just have to jump in the sack with you, unclench our brains with some really good sexy times, and then deal with whatever was bothering us.”

“That is…” So weird, I didn’t say. “Genius.”

She rolled her eyes. “Of course you would say that. You’re insatiable.” Here she put on her worst Fletcher impression. “Any time you’re not feeling great, Tara, just make sure you jump into bed with me and let me fork your brains out, okay? And maybe sometimes you won’t realize you’re upset, so I’ll let Regina and Cinzy know the Fletcher break policy. That way I’m sure you’ll get that good dick as often as I… uh, as often as you need.”

“I was definitely not going to say that.”

“Uh huh, sure.” She gave me an exaggerated wink. “Keep telling yourself that.”

“I’m glad you gave me a Fletcher break,” I said, grinning. I had received a Token of my choice from Drive In Deeper, and I placed it into Affinity. Chances were good I’d need it soon enough. Like right now.

“Let’s go get that cure over and done with,” she said, jumping out of bed. I stared at her lovely ass and those incredible legs, and she rolled her eyes as she caught me.

“Can we put on clothes first?” I asked.

“I believe we can all go without the outer wrappings,” Vellenia offered, but I gave her a look and she acquiesced. “I suppose your mating organs don’t retract and need to be covered for the sake of hygiene.”

Tara just rolled her eyes and laughed. “Well, I guess. But be quick about it. The people don’t care if your shirt’s on inside out or not. They want their town back.”

They really did. A lot of them were gathered around the team’s camp, Shrubber-Nee! included. Cinzy had Ivy standing with her for some hopefully unnecessary backup. There was some grumbling going on.

Thinking about my mom and my plans for her future magical healing, I nodded. “Agreed.”

In the next few hours I had several more batches of sundrinkers transmuted into sundrinker oil. This engaged Arcane Alchemy, and I used my three double up uses to turn Likability Tokens into Affinity, then Durability into Ingenuity, and finally Likability into Affinity Tokens.

This is Christopher about to brew up another cure for yet another poor, sickly and needy god.