Chapter 6

Spike’s Home, Brimstone

Winter Silk led Spike to his parent’s home shortly after their encounter in the market. It was a modest sized abode, but decorated with enough carvings that stated the owners were of a higher class. When he stepped inside, he was taken aback by how clean it was. There wasn’t a speck of dust floating around, nor did the air have that stale odor like many old buildings did when people hadn’t lived in them for a while.

It felt like a home. He knew that he had once lived here, but there weren’t any concrete memories attached to it, so it didn’t quite feel like his home yet. For now, it was simply a cozy place to live in. Winter Silk motioned for him to sit on some comfy looking cushions near the fireplace while she scampered off to the kitchen for something.

The silky smooth fabric of the cushions felt wonderful against his bare skin. It was almost like trying out a new set of bedsheets for the first time. There was just enough stuffing in them that he could sink in, but not so much that they were stiff. He sighed in approval.

Spike supposed that the Wyvertii needed to make some pretty damn comfortable furniture, considering that they were nude all the time. Having your skin get stuck to wood or leather was never a pleasant experience. That and sitting down too quickly on any hard surface tended to painfully squish certain parts of the male anatomy. Cushions were definitely the way to go.

After relaxing for a few moments, he took a quick glance down at the ground. It made sense that the floor was comprised of smooth stone with heavy carpeting. Gravely dirt floors weren’t very kind to bare feet either. He had to admit that it was still difficult getting used to walking on Brimstone’s hard-packed dirt roads barefoot, but it wasn’t as if they were littered with debris.

Spike stared at the flames dancing about in the fireplace. They were so hypnotic, so calming, that it felt like he had spent an eternity gazing at their writhing forms. The more time that passed by, the more Spike began to feel the siren call of sleep. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he felt someone tap his shoulder.

“I know it’s nearly lunch time, but you can’t be that tired.”

Spike blinked. “I’m…not? Sorry, staring at the fire makes me sleepy.”

“Don’t worry about it. Many Wyvertii share you sentiment. Personally, I think fireplaces are romantic.”

“Why do you say that?”

Winter adopted a dreamy expression. “They’re the perfect place to make slow, passionate love in front of~ Even if it’s rainy everyone stays nice and toasty! And it’s a great place to cuddle afterwards.”

Spike had a feeling she was going to relate it to sex. It wasn’t as if he disagreed with her. He’d read plenty of romance novels where the protagonists did exactly what Winter described. The only difference was that he hadn’t had the pleasure of experiencing it firsthand.

For a brief moment, he imagined what it would be like to share such an experience with Ember. Then he shook his head. It would do him no good entertaining such carnal thoughts right now. If he was going to be a full-time nudist like everyone else in Brimstone, he needed to learn to show more restraint.

His lust-driven actions had already provoked Ember’s ire and may have even cost him his friendship with her. It would be a trying task, considering that the vast majority of women here were gorgeous, in great shape, and had no concept of body shame. In other words, Spike was living every red-blooded teenager’s wildest dream.

But he had to try, both for his sake and Ember’s. He needed to prove to her that she wasn’t just some hot piece of meat to ogle, but someone he wanted to get to know better. Someone he wanted to have an actual relationship with. All of this was hinging on whether or not Ember would forgive him, of course.

Winter cocked her head. “Care to share your thoughts? I’m a pretty good listener.”

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do, Winter. It’s damn near impossible for me not to get excited when I see all of these beautiful naked women. Especially Ember! I know you guys don’t think about it that way, but I still do.”

“I wouldn’t go jumping to conclusions just yet, Master Spike. Wyvertii men and women are very much able to become aroused by the same thing you are. The body is a beautiful thing and should be admired for its splendor!”

Spike frowned. “I don’t understand. How can you be aroused and act so casual about it at the same time? Am I missing something obvious?”

“No, I believe it has more to do with what you were raised to believe. To us, our bodies are simply a part of who we are. There is nothing inherently sexual about that. However, when we express interest in someone we find attractive the situation changes.”

“That doesn’t seem any dif—”

Winter placed her finger on Spike’s lips. “Hush, I’m not finished yet. The Wyvertii are not animals. We do not shamelessly fornicate for all to see. While it is true that we express physical affection more liberally than our neighbors, there is an appropriate time and place for making love.”

“Huh, that actually makes a lot of sense. But how do you get past your sense of attraction to someone’s body?”

Winter poked Spike in the chest. “You simply need to accept Mistress Ember’s body as a greater part of her entire being. Become intimately familiar with her mind and heart before you do so with her body. Once you do that, everything else will fall into place.”

“Wow, that’s some really profound advice. I promise that I’ll take it to heart! I just want things between Ember and I to work out, you know? Assuming that she’ll forgive me…”

“I imagine she will, so long as you apologize to her in a timely manner. And it will likely take her a while to warm up to you. Have patience, she is a—challenging woman to get involved with.”

“Yeah, that’s an understatement.”

Spike’s attention had been so focused between the fireplace and conversation that he hadn’t realized that Winter had brought a tray full of goodies in from the kitchen. But before he could enjoy eating any of it, she brought a warm washcloth up to his eye and gently cleaned it. Spike had to admit that it felt wonderful and made the pain subside somewhat. He very nearly voiced his disappointment when she ceased her ministrations.

Winter merely paused so she could dunk the cloth in a bowl of hot water sitting near the fireplace. Once she wrung it out, the albino woman made her way over to the cushion and sat on top of Spike’s lap and began to make lazy circles with it across his chest. Spike suddenly tensed up. He had no idea how to handle the situation.

“There’s also a more direct approach to controlling your arousal~”

Spike felt his pulse quicken. “What are you d-doing?”

“Come now, Master Spike. I should think that it’s obvious. I’m gonna have sex with you.”

“Haaaaa—I don’t know if this is a good idea!”

Winter straddled his leg. “What’s the problem? We’re just relieving some stress and having a good time. Relax~”

“But I’ve never—”

Winter gasped. “By Delmira’s tits! You’re a virgin, aren’t you?!”

“You don’t have to say it so loud.”

“Your constant arousal makes so much more sense now! Why didn’t you mention it before?”

Spike’s face turned beet red. “Did you honestly believe I was going to tell an incredibly beautiful and experienced woman that? It’s too embarrassing! Now you probably think I’m total loser…”

“Shhh, it’s alright. I don’t think you’re a loser. Everyone has to have their first time at some point. Just think of me as another tutor.”

“What?”

Winter smiled. “Mistress Ember is training you how to fight, so I’m going to train you how to fuck. Let me put it to you this way: Do you wish to pleasure her without awkwardly stumbling around like a virgin?”

“Umm…yes?”

“Excellent! Then let me teach you.”

Spike’s gulped. “Ok. But I want us both to feel good. What should I be doing first?”

“I have a feeling that you’re going to make an excellent lover! You asked me what I wanted instead of ramming your manhood into me with reckless abandon. That, Master Spike, is what makes a woman fall for you~”

“So…uhh maybe we could start by k-kissing?”

Winter giggled. “Sure, I wouldn’t mind that~”

Since the two of them were already sitting close to one another, Spike leaned forward, wrapped his hands behind Winter’s head, and pressed his lips against hers. She eagerly accepted, and returned what she got tenfold. Being far more experienced in the art of love-making, she quickly adopted a far more aggressive style of kissing.

Spike’s eyes widened in surprise when he felt Winter’s tongue slide its way into his mouth, but he didn’t offer any resistance. As strange as it felt at first, Spike found that he enjoyed playing with her tongue as well. Since his was bigger than hers, he easily won their impromptu wrestling match and savored the slightly sweet flavor of her saliva every time their tongues intertwined.

Winter pulled away from Spike’s mouth, panting heavily. She paused for a moment and licked her lips, performing a perfect imitation of a mischievous and very frisky cat. After uttering a soft purr, the white haired woman gently nuzzled the side of Spike’s neck.

“Oooh you’re a pretty good kisser. But you can’t just stop at the lips…not when there are so many other sensitive body parts to choose from~”

Winter squeaked in surprise when she felt Spike plant a series of rapid kisses along her neck all the way down to her collar bone. With a wicked grin plastered on his face, he gently cupped her breast and brought his lips right over her hardened nipple. Ever so slowly, he stuck out his tongue and made lazy circles around it, which elicited a soft gasp from Winter.

Encouraged by her gasp, Spike went ahead and began suckling on her breast in earnest. While her boobs could easily fit in the palm of his hand, Spike didn’t begrudge their lack of size because they were incredibly soft to the touch. He supposed it was just because Winter wasn’t quite as athletic as Ember was.

Winter ran her fingers through Spike’s hair. “Mmmm~ You’re applying just enough pressure to make it feel good, but you’re gentle too. Are you sure you aren’t a professional masseuse?”

Spike stopped suckling her nipple, but continued to massage both of her breasts so he could answer her inquiry. So far, he was very surprised at how well things were going. He expected his first time to be quite a bit more awkward.

Even though it was embarrassing to admit aloud, he was glad that he enjoyed reading romance novels so much. It gave him at least somewhat of an idea as to what women liked. That and constantly overhearing many years’ worth of sleep over conversations between the Element Bearers had made him privy to feminine secrets that most men his age could scarcely imagine.

“Actually, I did work as a masseuse back in Ponyville. It was only a part time job at a spa, but Aloe and Lotus were great teachers. I uhh—take it my massage feels good?”

Winter cocked her eyebrow. “Didn’t my moans tip you off? No need to make that kind of face, Master Spike. I’m only joking with you! Seriously, it felt amazing. Now, I want you to do something for me: lean back into the cushion, spread your legs, and let me return the favor~”

“Winter, what are yo—ooooooh gods!”

Spike had just barely spread his legs when he felt Winter envelop his entire length into her mouth. There was nothing amateurish or hesitant about her ministrations, just the incredible feeling of her soft lips sliding up and down his shaft.

If that wasn’t enough, she would occasionally rub her tongue all over the tip of his head. The inside her mouth was so incredibly warm and soft that Spike felt like his dick was going to melt like a stick of butter. Only a short time later, he already felt a familiar tension building deep inside his loins.

Spike closed his eyes and tried to concentrate, desperate to last just a little bit longer. He wanted to show Winter that he had at least some semblance of stamina, his manly pride demanded it! Unfortunately, that was the moment Winter began sucking him vigorously and started fondling his balls just for good measure.

“I-I’m gonna c-cum soon!”

Although his practical knowledge regarding sex was limited, Spike knew a few cardinal rules. One of the big ones was the fact that not all women enjoyed the taste of semen. As such, they thought it very rude if you came in their mouth without any warning.

While he did warn Winter out of courtesy, she stalwartly refused to stop sucking. If anything, she bobbed her head even faster so that Spike could enjoy every last moment of his impending orgasm. Then it happened. He felt his dick erupt like a dormant volcano as a thick stream of cum shot into Winter’s eager mouth.

She swallowed every last drop without a single complaint. Once she was done, the albino woman took the cloth of out of the bowel once more and wiped the excess semen off of Spike’s semi-flaccid penis. Now that he was clean, she smiled and let out a happy sigh.

“Did you enjoy that?”

Spike stared back with a glazed expression. “Yeeeaaahhh.”

“Sorry, I might have gotten slighty carried away there. In my excitement, I forgot that you never had oral sex before either. Usually, I start off slower so that you can enjoy it longer.”

Spike blushed. “It isn’t because I didn’t have enough stamina?”

“Stamina is something that you gain with more experience. I honestly didn’t expect you to last very long anyway. And to be fair, I was a tiny bit more aggressive than normal…”

Winter got up from her position and pushed a cushion closer to the fire. She gracefully laid her body upon the cushion and made certain that Spike could see every luscious curve of her svelte form. The young man felt excitement begin to stir in his loins once more as Winter began to lazily stroke her clit.

“If you want to make love to a woman, she has to be nice and wet first. Otherwise, it can be quite a painful experience for her. However, I think that we can both agree that such a condition has already been met.”

“I-I guess so.”

Winter ogled his newly stiffened member. “Simply marvelous~ I’m starting to doubt your lack of stamina already. Master Spike, what a voracious beast you are!”

“I can’t help it! You look so alluring in front of the fireplace like that…”

Winter giggled. “Flattery will get you everywhere, Master Spike. Now, why don’t we move on to the main event? Just remember to enter me nice and easy. There’s no need to rush.”

Spike crawled over to her and positioned himself right above her waist. This was it. He was finally going to lose his virginity and to an incredibly beautiful woman no less! It took a herculean effort just to keep his hand steady as grasped the base of his shaft and slowly maneuvered it in front of her glistening lips.

For a brief moment, all of the horror stories of how clumsy couples’ first times wound up popped into his mind. He REALLY didn’t want to fumble around like some clueless idiot trying to find the entrance, or worse yet…put it in the wrong hole.

Luckily, Winter sensed his hesitation and used her fingers to spread her delicate pink petals of flesh to grant him easier access. Spike felt a wave of relief wash over him. By Faust was he fortunate to have his first time with an experienced and patient woman! His entire experience would have been painfully awkward otherwise.

He slid his penis in as slowly and gently as he could. While it was true that Winter had century’s worth of experience regarding companions and love-making, he didn’t want to hurt her in any way. Spike let out a quiet gasp. He was utterly shocked at how little effort it took to almost completely bury his dick inside her. It bore testament to just how wet Winter was.

Whatever Spike imagined the inside of a vagina to feel like was nothing compared to the real thing. Winter was warm—astonishingly so—and gripped him like a soft, fleshy vice. Every second, he felt her womanhood pulse against his length, sending a hot dribble of her womanly nectar onto his thighs and onto the cushion underneath.

“Oh goddess…you’re so thick,” Winter hissed, voice strained. She clenched her fingers into Spike’s buttocks to force him inside her to the hilt. Afterwards, she wrapped her slender legs around his torso and gave her partner a pleading stare to pleasure her further. She was not disappointed.

Spike was surprised at how light Winter was. It took very little effort for him to lift her up when he started moving his hips. After a while, the two of them worked themselves into a rhythm. Spike would thrust slowly, but consistently into her slippery depths while she moaned and ran her fingers through his hair. There was nothing frantic about their love-making; they simply wanted to enjoy the feeling of being joined as one, so long as they could.

The young man eventually shifted his position so he could hover directly over Winter’s body. In doing so, he was able to kiss her lips while they were still thrusting. While her kisses weren’t quite as intense as before, they were languid and passionate. She mostly played around with her tongue, but gently nibbled on his lips from time to time. Spike found that he didn’t really mind. The taste of her mouth was rather enjoyable.

Since they were fucking at such a sedate pace, Spike didn’t really start to feel the need to relieve the growing tension building up in his balls until about twenty minutes later. But when he finally did, it was the most intense he’d ever felt. He continued to thrust—albeit gingerly—until he felt like he could explode.

Spike shuddered. “W-Winter, I don’t think I’m gonna last much longer.”

“Go ahead and cum as hard as you like. You’ve done an excellent job lasting this long.”

The young man didn’t need any more convincing. With one final thrust, he clenched his butt cheeks and shot his pent-up load into Winter as deeply as he could go. To say his dick spasmed was an understatement; any semen that was left over from Winter’s blowjob shimmied its way out through his head, almost painfully squirting into her feminine folds.

In response, she cried out in ecstasy and tightened her grip around his torso, letting out a slight gush of her own cum. When the two of them were finished, they collapsed into a sweaty, quivering heap in front of the fireplace.

Spike felt as though he’d drained his entire being through his penis. Even though he was utterly exhausted, he’d never felt more satisfied in his entire life than at that particular moment. Winter merely snuggled up to him and let out a happy sigh. After what seemed like hours, Spike decided to break their mutual silence.

“OH SHIT! I totally came inside of you! You aren’t going to get p-p-pregnant…are you? I got so caught up in everything that I didn’t really think about wearing a con—”

Winter kissed him on the lips. “Relax, Master Thick Dick. I let you cum inside because I’m unable to get pregnant.”

“Oh…I’m so sorry.”

Winter poked his stomach. “Lighten up; you don’t have to feel bad about it. I just can’t have children because of my condition. That’s why sex is so much fun~ I don’t ever have to worry about getting knocked up.”

“That’s a relief. Hey, I—wait—you called me ‘Master Thick Dick’? Am I really that big around?”

“I swear it by Delmira! It’s like getting plowed by a hot, meaty tree-trunk! And I loved every second of it~ You’re going to make Mistress Ember a very happy woman someday.”

Spike’s face turned red. “That’s good to know, I guess. Just…please don’t call me that in public.”

“I promise I won’t. Although I’m obligated to point out that your penis is already out on display for everyone to see. All they need to do is look down and witness the truth!”

Spike sighed. “I suppose it can’t be helped. Thanks…for what you did. I hope it’ll take my mind off sex for a while. The only problem I have now is how to apologize to Ember.”

“We definitely need to take a bath and eat some lunch first. But I know exactly what to do with Mistress Ember. She might not look like it, but she loves stuffed animals. If you get her one of those as an apology gift and tell her how sorry you are in a sincere manner, I imagine she’ll forgive you.”

“Alright, that sounds good to me. Does she have a particular favorite?”

Winter nodded. “She thinks lizards are adorable for some reason. I don’t really get the appeal, but I do happen to know a tailor who makes stuffed animals on the side. We can swing by the market after we get cleaned up.”

“No kidding. We probably stink like sweat and sex…”

Winter inhaled deeply. “Yep! Luckily for us, your parents decided to install a luxurious stone bath in the basement. The only thing you have to do is conjure up some dragon fire, and we’ll be set.”

Even though he was warm from the fireplace and Winter’s body pressed against his, Spike decided that a hot bath sounded pretty good. If nothing else, it would help him to clear his mind and come up with a decent apology for Ember. He hoped it would be enough.