Fran & Penelo Story 2 - Favorite Games

Fran & Penelo: Story 2 – Favorite Games (Part 7)



*WARNINGS: This story, just like the first one, IS FOR 18+ ONLY! If you don't like adult situations, don't read any further!! This chapter will contain BONDAGE, NUDITY and will involve a lot of girl/girl fun...*



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It was several minutes later when the kiss finally broke and the girls were left blushing, a little out of breath and smiling back at each other with giddy exhilaration.



“Hi…” Penelo giggled quietly, her smile beaming up to meet Fran’s adoring gaze.



“Hello yourself,” Fran replied, reaching up to brush a few stray hairs off of Penelo’s face. “How do you feel?”



“Good…” Penelo flexed once more against her armbinder wistfully, giving Fran a coy grin. “Still a little fuzzy, but I think that a certain ‘Evil Viera’ had something to do with that…”



“That she did,” Fran acknowledged with a nod. “Perhaps she was just trying to provide some incentive for her captive to not go out and tell the world just how ‘Evil’ she might be…” she cooed, continuing to gently stroke the blonde girl’s blushing cheek.



“Like I need incentive…” Penelo said, leaning up just enough to give Fran a quick, light kiss.



“Penelo…” Fran sighed, unable to find the words to tell her companion, her lover, just how she felt to hear her even hint of what she’d said. Getting back up on her haunches, she sat lightly on Penelo’s thighs. Taking a moment to commit to memory the vision before her of a leather-bound young goddess laying beneath her on the bed, Fran smiled, and tucked her hands behind Penelo’s shoulders. “Come now, child, before your arms turn to jelly…”



Penelo laughed as Fran sat her up on the bed gently. “Actually, they still feel pretty good,” she said as she watched the statuesque, nude Viera slide around behind her. “This armbinder… these presents you made for me, Fran…” she trailed off, craning her neck as much as she could to meet Fran’s curious gaze. “It means so much that you would take your time and want to make something like this for me, I can’t even begin to…” she trailed off, her feelings threatening to choke her up. “Thank you…”



Fran has started to untie the laces of Penelo’s armbinder, but stopped to wrap the girl in a warm embrace. “Penelo, it is my pleasure and joy to give them to you…” her sweet accent rang gently in Penelo’s ear as the bronze-skinned beauty gave her a kiss on the cheek.



“Fran…” Penelo trailed off, gathering herself for a moment and glad that her arms were still bound securely behind her to keep her from tackling the taller girl. As she felt Fran return her attention to loosen the first few laces above her elbows, a small laugh rose inside her. “I really do love them, you know… My arms feel great even now…”



Fran’s heart was beating as hard as ever. Whenever she heard Penelo talk about being bound, it set her arousal off into overdrive, and she could barely stifle a giggle of her own. “The fact that you are willing and able to do this for me, child, is more than I could ever dream for…”



“Well, then it’s a good thing that I’m your dreams come true…” Penelo retorted with a playful smirk. “Because I think I’m getting pretty good at being all tied up!” she quipped as she felt the leather loosen all the way down to her wrists. “Must be all this practice I’m getting…”



“Oh, it must be,” Fran agreed, pulling the first of the armbinder’s shoulder straps loose before turning to the other one.



“Though, I think I could get better…” Penelo teased as Fran pulled the final buckle loose and slid the tight leather that had held Penelo captive down and off her arms, freeing her at last. Swinging her arms around in front of her and stretching out slightly, Penelo sighed deeply before turning around to face her former captor. “Do you think that you can help me practice some more..?” she purred, getting up on all fours to crawl seductively over to where Fran was sitting.



“If you’ll have it, we can practice every day, my love… oof!” Fran started to reply before being cut off by the leaping form of the giggling blonde.



“Good!” Penelo squeaked as she tackled Fran down to the bed, climbing on top of her. “We had better, Mistress… I wouldn’t want to fall out of practice…” she trailed off with a wide grin before raining kisses down on the laughing Fran.



The setting sun shone in through the room’s large windows vividly, bathing the girls in a soft, orange light as they lay on the bed, neither one willing to break their embrace. They sat silently for a moment as Fran tenderly ran her hand over Penelo’s blonde locks, idly tossing the two pony tails back and forth behind her back, causing both girls to laugh. Her own long, shimmering hair cascaded down behind her on the bed, framing her smiling face in a sea of sunset-tinted gossamer white. “I have to say that I very much like these new ponytail bands you have here,” she joked, prompting a nod of agreement from the girl stretched out on top of her.



“You know, I do too,” she replied, playing along with the premise as Fran lightly tossed a ponytail across her back once more. “Someone special gave them to me as a present to match this cute little leather harness I’m wearing…”



“How kind of them,” Fran replied matter-of-factly, running her hand over the straps that pulled tight against Penelo’s back as a slight smile tugging at the corners of her lips.



“She’s so sweet…” Penelo trailed off, leaning down to steal a quick kiss from the elder Viera. “I’ll just have to keep wearing them for her…”



“I would imagine…” Fran trailed off, wrapping both arms around the smooth-skinned girl in a tight embrace. “That she would like that very much…” Penelo simply leaned in for another longer kiss as the pair shifted slightly on the bed. Slowly, Penelo slid her leg up between Fran’s long, muscular thighs to press gently against Fran’s warm crotch. “Aahn!” Fran groaned at the contact, her own arousal still pulsing through her from the afternoon’s activities. She felt her own senses heighten; her ears twitching in pleasure as she felt her hardened nipples pressing into Penelo’s own soft, silk-white and in her opinion, perfect breasts.



“Oh, ho ho…” Penelo laughed diabolically. “What have we here?”



“Evil hume…” Fran teased with a shy smile of her own. “Causing such things in a Viera…” Penelo laughed, pressing once more against Fran’s hot, still wet pussy, sending a wave of pleasure rolling over her lover’s body.



“Well, then… I suppose that I should prove that not all humes are so evil…” Penelo mused with a mischievous grin. “I don’t suppose that you…”



Fran nodded, writhing slightly as Penelo continued applying pressure between her legs. “In… ahh…” she sighed, losing her voice as Penelo persisted in her delightful torment. She could feel each leather strap that wound around the other girl’s lithe body pressing against her own bared skin, and the thoughts not only of Penelo, but of what was about to come were beginning to overwhelm her. “In the bag…” she finally got out as Penelo gave her a quick kiss on her forehead.



“Be right back!” she chirped, rolling over on the bed to grab the small pouch that Fran had brought with them from the Strahl. Fran bit her lower lip in anticipation of what the beautiful, nude and adorable young blonde was going to find in that pouch. Each breath was rushed and her heart pounded hard in her chest at the sight of Penelo, still secure in her leather body harness, sitting next to her. “Got it!” Penelo sang, a bright smile on her face as she presented her findings; a long, thick dildo.



Fran’s laugh was a mix of nerves and anticipation as the other girl climbed gingerly back on top of her with a playful glint in her eye. “Is that for me?” Fran asked, feeling the warmth between her legs pulse hotter as, with a small chuckle, Penelo settled in, draping herself over her side.



“Mayyy-be,” Penelo drawled playfully as she leaned up to give Fran a kiss on the cheek. “I couldn’t very well accept so many wonderful presents without giving something in return…” she trailed off as Fran wrapped the arm resting underneath the smaller girl around her shoulders.



“Child, you are all I could ever want…” Fran replied with a smile, causing Penelo to return the compliment with a kiss of her own.



“Well that may be…” the leather-wrapped girl chided as the kiss finally broke. “But something tells me that there’s a part of you that is willing…” she trailed off, sliding her hand holding the dildo slowly down Fran’s tight stomach and over her crotch.



“Aaaaah…” Fran gasped with a sharp intake of breath as her whole body tensed for the touch that she hoped would come next.



“To accept…” Penelo continued, lightly brushing the insides of Fran’s thigh and causing goose bumps to rise all over the bronze-skinned beauty. “A little bit more... Am I right?”



Fran bent her leg up and grabbed a hold of the bed sheet; the blonde’s simple teasing already driving her wild. “Mm hmm…” she affirmed, her long ears twitching as she turned to meet Penelo’s longing gaze with one of her own and giving a slight nod.



“Good…” Penelo cooed, brushing her own pink lips against Fran’s before taking the Viera’s mouth with her own.



“Mmm… Aaah!!” Fran gasped, first moaning into the kiss before she felt the tip of the dildo brush against her throbbing pussy. Her whole body shuddered as the gentle waves of pleasure were starting to churn through her body, driving her towards the heights of orgasm. “Penelo…” she sighed, locking eyes with Penelo to be met with a smile of warmth, love and desire from her lover that bathed her in a welcome sensation she had never felt before.



“My Mistress…” Penelo whispered, her kisses trailing down to Fran’s exposed neck as she pressed the dildo against Fran’s wet entrance and finally pushed inside.



“AAAHNN!” Fran gasped as Penelo slid the dildo inside before a moment later, when her lips were covered by Penelo’s. “Mmm…” she moaned hungrily.



Penelo let the dildo rest inside of Fran, letting her feel the size of her intruder before she slowly began to pull back out. “Fran…” Penelo trailed off, gently caressing one of Fran’s long ears with the arm she propped herself up on.



“Yes, Mistress…?” Fran asked with a teasing smile of her own that elicited a giggle from the blonde girl that lay next to her.



“I like it when you call me that…” Penelo parroted one of Fran’s favorite lines, pressing back into Fran to cause the statuesque beauty to gasp once more. She started to speed up and Fran began moaning quietly with each breath, squirming beneath the attentions of Penelo’s dildo and the kisses and nibbles being rained on her cheek, neck and lips.



“Oh, gods, Penelo…” Fran groaned as Penelo gave her a particularly deep and quick thrust inside her folds that were burning with desire. Each kiss and touch of her partner sent a higher wave of pleasure over her; she was beginning to succumb.



“You okay?” Penelo asked, her voice barely above a whisper.



“Yes,” Fran gave a quick nod. “Please, don’t stop...” she trailed off, summoning all of her remaining willpower to turn and meet Penelo in an eager kiss. The hunger of her kiss was matched only by the hunger she felt for the feelings between her legs. Each thrust inside her was driving her closer and closer to the edge, and the thought, the fact that it was Penelo here with her and Penelo the one doing this with her filled her mind with a haze of arousal she had never dreamed was possible. “Don’t… stop…” she stammered as the kiss broke and Penelo doubled her efforts.



“Yes, Ma’am…” Penelo assured her with a small laugh, finding Fran’s sensitive clit with her thumb and sending a shock through the writhing Viera’s body.



“Aaah, Penelo!!” she exclaimed, clinging tightly to the blonde’s shoulder, her grip firm as she felt her hips rhythmically thrusting on their own against Penelo’s hand. “Aahnn… Hahh…” Fran groaned, her sweet accent ringing with passion as the rest of the room dropped away, leaving her there alone with the girl who had become her entire world.



“So beautiful…” Penelo purred, her warm breath just adding one more sensation to the mix of pleasure and wonder that was beginning to overwhelm the white haired beauty.



“Aahh…” Fran panted, no longer able to speak between short shallow breaths. The thrusts between her legs and the waves of bliss rocketing up her spine were too much to let her do anything other than cling tightly to the blonde’s shoulder and meet Penelo’s smiling gaze with one of her own pure desire and affection.



“Fran…” Penelo’s heart pounded and she felt her own pussy tingling once more with desire for the vision that lay next to her, writhing in pleasure, as she gave the brightest smile she could before speaking the words that she’d felt bubbling deep inside of her for weeks. “I love you…”



“Aaahhhnn!!” Fran gasped as the last, long thrust inside of her combined with Penelo’s confession to push her over the edge. She felt the dildo stop sliding inside of her as her burning folds clenched down on it. Reaching down, she took Penelo’s hand, still covered in her flowing juices, in hers and squeezed it tightly as she let each successive wave of orgasm wash over her body. “Hahh… hahh…” she breathed, slowly regaining her senses as Penelo brought Fran’s hand to her lips for a gentle kiss.



“You came for me,” Penelo observed with a smile, prompting a chuckle and a nod from the still recovering Fran.



“I might have…” she finally replied, pulling Penelo’s warm, soft hand to her own lips to return the kiss. Letting go of Penelo’s hand, the blonde reached down to slowly pull the intruder out of Fran’s still quivering folds.



“Aahh…” Fran sighed, shuddering slightly at the sensation and feeling an odd sense of loss between her legs that was quickly replaced by her affection for the girl in her arms. “You said…” she trailed off, breaking a few moments of silence as the words that had pushed her over the edge of orgasm truly sunk in through the post-coital haze that still hung over her mind.



“I did…” Penelo affirmed with a smile, rolling back to lie on top of the blushing Viera. “I love you, and it’s all your fault.”



Fran let out a laugh as she wrapped the petite blonde up in a tender embrace. Their bared breasts pressed firmly into each others, the pressure a somehow very pleasant one. “Is it now?” she finally managed to ask a moment later, catching her breath.



“Oh, very much so,” Penelo nodded in a matter-of-fact tone.



“Well then,” Fran started, a giddy smile plastered across her lips. “I shall just have to spend my time finding ways to make it up to you…”



“I think I’d like that,” Penelo replied with a grin of her own as Fran pulled her into another passionate kiss. As the kiss broke a few long minutes later, the two girls lay together on the bed in a quiet embrace; their feelings for each other showing through each longing kiss and tender caress of the other’s body.



“You truly are the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on, child…” Fran said a few minutes later as the sun began to dip beneath the far-away horizon.



“I think I wear this harness pretty well, too…” Penelo replied, her cheek pressed against Fran’s as she cuddled into the crook of the Viera’s neck.



“Without a doubt,” Fran agreed with a small laugh that shook both girls gently. “But you know what I meant,” she explained, and she felt a light kiss on her cheek.



“I do,” Penelo whispered, a smile pulling at the corners of her lips. “And I’ve given up trying to describe just how stunning you are yourself, Mistress…”



“My love,” Fran tingled at the word, and reached up to rest her hand on Penelo’s head as she gave a loving and blushing smile. Before they could lose themselves again in the early evening shadows and each other’s warm embrace, they heard the sounds of laughter and voices walking past their door.



With a quick glance over to the clock that stood in the corner of the room, Penelo looked back at the woman that lay beneath her with an anticipatory smile. “Sounds like dinner is being served in the Great Hall,” Penelo observed.



“We might want to make an appearance,” Fran acknowledged, idly twirling a few strands of Penelo’s hair between her fingers.



“My Mistress needs to keep her strength up if I’m going to return the second favor I owe her…” the leather-clad blonde teased, brushing some of Fran’s own long, white hair off her forehead. “And I do intend to thank her fully for these wonderful gifts…”



Fran chuckled, giving Penelo a short, tight squeeze. “Then it sounds like we should be on our way soon,” she began as Penelo sat up and moved off of her lover and companion. “As it sounds like we have much to do tonight…”



“I’ll go clean up!” Penelo exclaimed, crawling off the bed and heading through the doorway of the luxurious bathroom attached to their room.



“Hold on a moment, child,” Fran protested, prompting the blonde to peer back out around the doorway with a curious look on her face.



“Hmm?” Penelo queried.



“Your harness,” Fran explained, causing Penelo to smile. “Come here so I can take it off of you…”



Penelo shook her head, a playful glint shining in her eye. “Who said I wanted to?” Fran smiled, her heart once again set racing by her young lover. “Besides, with what I plan to wear, the only one who would know I’m in it is the one who gave it to me…”



Fran nodded, her blushing cheeks framing her beautiful smile. “Penelo…” she laughed, crawling over to sit on the edge of the bed. “You are my treasure…”



“I know,” Penelo giggled with a wink. “Now come and keep me company in here! This shower looks awfully lonely…” she trailed off, disappearing around the corner save for a lone, beckoning finger gesturing for Fran to follow her.



“Yes, Ma’am!” Fran said with a chuckle, gingerly hopping up off the bed, her long and now very ruffled hair flowing behind her as she followed a laughing Penelo into the bathroom.



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