Ep.66 Amelia - The Comforting Bow
I step into Amelia's room, set the bow on the bed, then plop down on a nearby chair to wait for her. It doesn't take long before she returns. Her cheeks are still flushed red. She glances at the bow on the bed, then walks over and sits in the chair next to me.
"You said this was a... massage tool, right?"
"Well, it's multifunctional. Haha."
"......"
Her stare stings like hell.
"No matter how I look at it, it's just a bow."
"It's a proper bow that can shoot arrows, though."
"You messing with me?"
"N-no way."
I'm pretty sure I'll get decked if I stay like this, so I jump up, grab the bow, and head back to my chair. "...So how the hell do you use this for a massage?"
"The part for massaging is right here. This curved bit."
I emphasize the curved lower part of the bow grip for her. She reaches out and touches it.
"This made of iron?"
"Yep. Iron."
"...I give up. The kitchen crew said you holed up in your room all day making something. How the fuck do you even craft this shit?"
"Trade secret."
"Yeah, sure, you little shit. Not like I was gonna pry anyway. So, you use this part for the massage?"
I nod. She glares at the curved section like it's personally offended her. "This for a massage...?"
"So, what do you need me to do? Strip and lie on the bed again?"
She says it casually, but her face is flushing from cheeks to earlobes. I look her dead in the eyes, steeling my expression.
"Position doesn't really matter."
"Position?"
"Yep. Position's irrelevant. But you gotta take everything off below the waist."
"......You little shit. Whether I'm in panties or buck naked, it's the same damn thing. Why say it with such a straight face like it's some profound bullshit?"
"Sis, like I said yesterday, wearing something and being bare are two different beasts. Got it?"
"...Crazy bastard."
"Think what you want, but today, everything below the waist comes off."
"Fine... just ease up on those intense eyes before I poke 'em out."
"Got it."
I quickly rub my eyes to relax them.
"......Hoo. Strip now?"
"Whenever you're ready. I'll explain the rest after."
"...Ha. Fucking Amelia..."
She mutters under her breath like she's talking to herself and stands up. I force my eyes to soften and stare straight at her.
"......"
"Want me to turn around?"
"...We bathed together, what the hell?"
At my tiny gesture, she sighs and slowly slides down her leather pants. Plain lace panties come into view first, followed by her firm, bare thighs. Lifting one leg to fully remove them looks insanely sensual. She hangs the pants over the chair, glances at me, then hooks her fingers into the black lace panties and pulls them down. Her neatly trimmed yellow pubes peek out first, then her thick labia. She sets the panties on her pants and subtly shifts behind the chair's backrest to face me. The draped pants block the view of her pussy now.
"......Where you staring like that?"
"At sis's pretty pussy."
"......"
"......"
I toss out a lewd joke to break the awkward vibe, but it makes things weirder. I figured she'd laugh or snap, but she just gapes like a broken doll, frozen. Her whole face finally turns an even crimson. The mood feels like it did with Kernax, so I grab the bow and stand.
"A-anyway, lemme show you how it works."
"......Yeah."
She grips the chair's backrest and pulls it closer to her. That bold sis, blushing like crazy. It tickles my chest more than my crotch.
"...What're you doing."
"N-nothing. Ahem."
Her voice snaps me out of it. I lay the bow sideways.
"See this curved iron part here."
"Yeah. It's there."
"Right. You insert this into your pussy."
"......"
She shoots me a complicated glare, but since I already armored my face minutes ago, I keep going coolly.
"Let's start with it like this."
"......Fuck."
She curses but takes the bow when I hand it over. I nudge the annoying chair blocking her lower half aside with my foot.
"Gotta observe properly, so moving this for a sec."
"......Fucking hell."
Her curse is tiny, almost sleep-talk. She holds the bow still for a while.
"Hmm. On second thought, since it's your first time, better if I help. Sis, mind if I touch you?"
"......You little shit. This really a massage tool?"
"It's from my tribe. We swear by it."
Did I slick my words or something? Unlike her chill bathroom self yesterday, she's way more shy than I expected, so an idea hits me.
"If you feel shy with me watching, how about this."
I pull the chair back to cover her lower half.
"You just look straight ahead, and I'll get under here to—"
Crack!!
The chair backrest shatters completely under her fist.
"Just... stay there and watch, got it?"
"Yes, ma'am."
I rub the goosebumps on my arms and drag the broken chair over. As I go to sit, something clicks.
"Oh, sis. Might hurt if you just shove it in dry, so you should lube it up a bit."
"......In the bath..."
"Nah. Surface skin's one thing, but this goes inside. Can't coat it."
"...Then what?"
Her eyes waver slightly.
"You can wet it yourself."
"......Huh?"
"Or should I help?"
"......You. Look like you're having a blast?"
Her flushed face bares fierce teeth at me. My spine chills, but I don't flinch.
"Gazing at your gorgeous body? Wouldn't be normal if I wasn't enjoying it."
"Ha...?"
She looks dumbfounded, like she was about to pounce.
"Ahem. So, me help, or you do it?"
"......Ha, fuck... You little shit. Try anything funny and I'll split your skull."
"Trust me, sis. You'll love it."
"......Damn it."
I silently pray the Comforting Bow works its magic.
"Alright, I'll shut up now. Pretend I'm not here and go for it."
"...Fine. Close your trap."
I nod silently. She sighs shortly, then slowly moves her free left hand toward her pussy.
Squelch.
She parts her tight folds with index and middle fingers. Wait, she's already soaked? The wet sound hits my ears clear as day when she spreads.
"Damn... damn... damn......"
She mutters curses nonstop, slipping her middle and index between her labia and rubbing up and down gently. Barely a few strokes and her fingers and crotch glisten with gushing juices.
"Haa... haa... fuck..."
Even as pussy juice drips to the floor, she doesn't stop fingering herself.
"Sis."
"......"
She's gonna cum before even trying the bow, so I call her name. She snaps her eyes wide—did she really forget I was here?—and stops.
"Good to go now."
"......Shut up and watch quietly."
I stay silent again. She looks down at her dripping pussy.
Squelch—
She spreads her labia wide with the hand that was rubbing. Her hole's fully exposed, twitching and drooling lewd juices. She brings the Comforting Bow's tip to it.
"......Damn. It's cold."
She winces as the curved part touches her pink flesh. Makes sense—iron cools fast away from heat.
"Ngh... urgh..."
Pop.
"Guh...!!"
The part molded after my hand finally slides into her pussy hole.
Drip, drip.
The hook-like curve makes her forced-open hole leak like rain, wetting the floor. She glares at me, face beet red.
"Now... what... do I... do?"
Her cheeks tremble from grinding her teeth. I stare at her flushed-to-bursting face, then stand.
Her glaring eyes waver hugely. Panicking?
"Kkh......"
"Hold still."
She tries to back away but stumbles into my arms, pressed by the dildo in her pussy.
I steady her trembling body, stroking her waist while gripping the bow.
"Now, press this right here..."
"Haa... haaa..."
I rub the manual clit cap gently against her clit. Her ragged breaths scorch my ear. My dick's rock-hard, tenting my pants, but I keep control, grab her idle left hand, and make her grip the bow. With the manual dildo buried in her pussy and clit cap perfectly placed, she stands clutching the Comforting Bow with both hands. I step back to the chair.
She's avoiding my eyes, knees trying to clamp together, so I say,
"Now slowly move your hands up and down."
"......Ngh."
"Come on."
"......Fuck..."
Face crimson, hiding from me, she presses her forehead to her gripped hands. But she doesn't know—that shy side turns me on more.
Squelch-squelch-squelch♥
Her hands start moving slowly up and down, and lewd, sticky sounds flow from between her legs in rhythm.
"Guh... haa... ngh...!!"
Pussy juice splatters the floor with each stroke; a puddle forms under her feet. I could watch leisurely, but something monstrous might awaken inside me, so to check the clit cap's effect, I tell her, who's trembling and barely holding on,
"Now go faster and rougher. That's when the bow's true power shines."
"...You bastard!!"
"Oh, and spread your legs wider."
"Kkh...!!"
She curses softly but obeys, spreading her pleasure-shaking legs wide. Her bent knees make her stance look slutty as hell, like < >.
"Perfect view. Now move your hands."
"...I, was gonna... move...!!"
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch—!!Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!
"Ngh!! Hic, haa...!!"
Her hands turn frantic; the core iron bead zips up and down, slamming the link hard against her clit.
"Haaaak... fuuuck... fuuuck...!!"
Squelch-squelch-gurgle♥
The more she moves, the more her spread legs clamp, ass pushing back.
"Haaaak, haa!!"
Soon her thighs fully close around the bow, hands pistoning wildly.
Clear juices flood like she'd pissed herself.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch—!!
"Krrrrgh...!!!"
"Whoa."
She yanks the bow to her chest and topples forward; I leap up and catch her waist firmly.
"D-don't... hold... me...!!"
Pshht. Pssshhh—!!
Face buried in my chest, her plump ass quivers as she squirts hard.
"Kkh, krrgh... fuuuck...!!"
Full orgasm—her voice shakes bad. She squirms in my arms, cursing through tremors. Squirting while fighting in my embrace...
I slide my hand down from her waist, pressing her pubic bone lightly.
"Hik...?! Y-you, what...?"
"Didn't I say yesterday."
"S-stop... I said stop... ngh?!"
I mash both pubic bones with my thumbs and nip her flushed nape.
"Krrrrrrgh...♥"
Trickle-trickle.
Her head slams my chest as warm liquid soaks my legs.
"Y-youuu...♥"
She fights a twitching smile, glaring daggers. Trying to threaten me? Big mistake. Showing that face...
I scoop her up princess-style. The manual dildo still in her pussy, she clings helplessly.
"Put... me down... now...?"
Too spent to resist much, I whisper in her ear,
"Bed's still waiting, sis."