“Begin!” Vince expected a patient, cautious opponent, but at the starting signal, a staff was already swinging at his head. He bent back, avoiding the attack by inches and rose his own staff to block his enemy’s following attack. Carly’s words from that morning of “stay patient and alert” played across his mind. He smiled, parrying and disarming an attack to step close, sweep his legs with the staff. A spinning kick finished his flurry with his opponent on their ass.
Scooping his staff and climbing to his feet, the man called, “oh, the mundane Can play? But let’s see how you handle my Tempo.” Vince laughed. “No thanks, I’m still reeling from the affects of a Tempo last night.” The man sighed. “Fucking mundanes… Our magic infiltrates all all aspects of our life. Let’s see if you can match the rhythm!” The tide of the battle swung while Vince defended for his life. The footwork and attacks connected with a rapid precision.
Fortunately, for all his magical Tempo, the enemy lacked the endurance as the fight gave into attrition. Vince took lumps and bruises, but felt his enemy slowing down and bided his time, until he found his spot and landed another cracking staff combo that left his target in a heap.
“Well done, Vince.” Unlike Pawghalla, the elders of Tempo wore formal robes and a very regal nature. “Follow for the next task. You start immediately.” Vince followed, leaving a sweaty training arena and entering a new room that was half a lavish bed chamber and the rest a dais with a waiting panel of judges. A woman in the Elder’s robes stood before the bed. “Your next test. You must bring an elder to orgasm without magical means to prove your sexual worth. Let’s get started.”
In an instant, her robes were in a pool at her feet. The soft-curved elder stepped out of her clothes and beckoned Vince onto the bed. The nerves and the bruises were forgotten while Vince plotted his plan of action with the incredibly beautiful woman. He even ignored the panel of attentive judges as he climbed onto the bed, appraising his luscious bodied target. “I’m ready for you, Vince. Good luck,” she called with a smile.
Vince started with sensual kisses on her neck. She lazily closed her eyes as his lips worked down her chest. He knew Carly’s reminders of patience and alertness went beyond the combat test. Vince adopted a patient, deliberate approach, with his kisses and light touches teasing and warming her body, before he worked between her legs. Rhythmically, he pulsed his fingers and tongue into her, feeling out his ultimate puzzle.
Vince felt invigorated when he heard soft moans drifting across the bed and tasted her hot, sweet juices. Hurriedly, Vince threw his clothes aside and plunged his erect cock into her wet treat. She gasped and panted while he strengthened and deepened his strokes. “Impressive size, Vince. Your cock feels so good. But you haven’t passed yet.”
The chattering and note-taking dais couldn’t phase Vince as he stroked, briefly forgetting the test altogether while he enjoyed the elder’s feel. He thrust in and out, pulling out every trick and tactic he knew to pleasure her. For a while, she was thoroughly pleased but simmering just below her climax. Vince started to feel his bruises from the battle as his endurance and will were challenged.
He remembered the earth-shattering orgasm he experienced last night, the Tempo allowing him to simmer until the pressure overloaded and he exploded. He suspected similar magic was at play, and after minutes of pounding, he needed to shake it up to pierce the bubble. Abruptly, Vince flipped her luscious body over, buried her face into the bed sheets, grabbed her soft hips and thrust hard. Her moans grew louder as she edged closer and closer to her peak. Vince reached for a trick he learned in the village, wetting his thumb and gently pressing into her ass while he drilled against her thick ass.
The dam burst. The elder’s body shook as she surrendered to her orgasmic Nirvana. Once she hit her climax, Vince held her in this euphoric state, pounding and teasing and urging her while tidal waves of pleasure exploded against her cliffs. Finally, he relented, pulling out to spectacularly paint her ass cheeks with his seed.
While Vince and the woman recovered on the bed, the elders conferred. One stood saying, “You are unquestionably flashy and dramatic. That flourish at the end a level of cockiness we don’t expect in our grueling test, but we cannot deny your impressive showing. Further testing will determine Your position in this society, but welcome. Do you accept our offer of Tempo citizenship?” Vince smiled, thinking of Pawghalla and the magic beyond. “Of course. I am honored and ready to serve.”
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