Vince managed to wake long enough to climb back onto the bed before drifting back off for hours. His sexual exertions to finally hit the first Tempo so intense, his body required hours to recover. When he woke, a Tempo trainer debriefed the grind of his initial training schedule. They walked him through some basic city traditions and gave him a free day before they get down to it. “You won’t have time for your Pawghalla friend for the beginning of your training, so make sure to enjoy her today!”
Energy flowed through him as the realization crashed in. Vince was officially a member of the magical world. He could finally cast aside his mundane life and truly live, fight, and fuck for all that is beautiful and just. And now he could celebrate with Carly.
He found her in their inn’s bar. “Vince! I’ve been so nervous!” Carly shrieked. Excited, Vince told Carly about his final test, the hours of determined fucking, and finally finding his Tempo. Carly took a particular interest in his proctors, persuading Vince to linger his story on how they looked and felt while she softly caressed his thighs. When he finally wrapped, she said, “and you got a good enough rest afterwards?” He nodded. “So then you wouldn’t mind showing me the fruits of your training? After all, I’ve shown you my Magics. Now it’s your turn.”
Vince hesitated. “I’m not sure I can Tempo on demand, yet,” he said sheepishly. Carly rolled her eyes and sarcastically replied, “shoot, only mundane sex?” With a wink, She stood and led him back to their room. Once his shirt was removed, Carly saw the marks the trio’s mouths had given him earlier, still not fully healed. “These really are some battle scars. I hope you don’t expect me to be gentle.”
Vince wrenched her closer and kissed her soft lips, their wet tongues dancing. Vince deftly flung her bands across the room, barely unlocking their lips to do so. The kissing grew frantic and passionate. Then hungry and wet as their bodies longed for each other. Their story together was nowhere near done, but she knew she had to return home and he was entering the magical world. Small stabs of jealousy flared in Carly, knowing that the other magical women would flock to Vince and want to be with him as she is now, but that pumped through her blood like adrenaline.
They fell to the bed. Vince fumbled with his trousers, while Carly straddled him. His cock was barely freed when she pushed it between her slick slit. They sighed in unison, Vince moaning, “your pussy feels fucking amazing, Carly.” Their bodies grinded in sync with heat rising from their sexual static. The room was heavy with deep breaths and moans.
Vince rolled Carly onto her back and climbed on top. He stroked her body, savoring the feel of her touches and the taste of her tongue. Carly wrapped around Vince’s muscular body, drawing him more into her own. Carly moaned loudly as the pleasure began to overtake her. Wrapped up in Vince, she gave in to her climax.
As her breathing evened off again, Carly flipped onto all fours. “I want to see your Tempo with my Pawg art.” She saw Vince’s expression. “There’s no pressure if you can’t get it yet. I just want you to feel good.” Vince still felt hesitant, until Carly increased her arch more and more. Suddenly, he was back in Pawghalla, fucking his beloved, thick Carly in the grads while the world froze to watch. He pounded into her pussy, cushioned by her soft and full ass and hitting angles that enveloped his cock just right.
The faint drum beat in his mind grew stronger and synced with his stroking. As Carly glanced over her shoulder, her expression full of lust, they entered the Tempo. Vince nearly fell out of it in surprise, assuming Carly’s magic jumpstarted his own, but he hung on. The rhythm and Tempo ruled their bodies, their pleasuring simmering and their bodies steaming. Vince provided the enduring, constant pulsing, but nobody brought the hypersensitivity into the Tempo like Carly.
Neither could coherently form words, as sounds and breaths spilled out. Their bodies clashes and bounced in rhythm. Carly was overtaken first, her body shaking with intense orgasms slamming into her with seemingly every stroke. Vince held off as long as he could, wanting to stay in this moment forever with Carly. Now as magical equals. But the bubble was pierced as a cataclysmic climax ran him over like a stampede. Unable to find words, they lay in the bed panting until they were carried off to sleep.
The following morning, Vince walked the traveling party to the gates of Tempo to say goodbye. All of the Pawghalla villagers left with well-wishes and promises to see Vince again, until Carly was left. “Last time, i hoped i would see you again. This time, I know I will.” Carly smiled, wiping away a tear. “I know.”
Vince watched the party until their were blocked from his view before heading to the first real training. He was excited to fully jump into this world.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oq2cnj/return_to_pawghalla_p7_the_beginning_mf_fantasy
I hope you’ve enjoyed this second Pawghalla story. I plan on revisiting this world again soon with Vince traveling to Pawghalla and other villages on behalf of Tempo. For the previous stories in this collection, please visit: https://www.reddit.com/user/wingsa345/comments/m7abwq/pawghalla/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf