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“You’re sure nobody noticed us?”
Artemis turned to look back over her shoulder, a smirk on her face.
“Of course, Nem. I am the goddess of the hunt, if I wish to travel covertly then not even my brother can find me.”
Nemesis just replied with one of her usual grunts, looking back herself towards the now somewhat distant treeline of the Crossroads behind them. She hadn’t bothered to don her armour again after they’d left the hot spring, simply slipping into a black peplos cut to the thigh. Artemis had put her own green one back on and gathered up her things with her. After the acute teasing she’d received she had been eager to convince her friend to slip away with her for more, and though physically calmed there was now a severe itch that she needed scratched; one that nagged at her with every step they took until the treeline was obscured and she was sure they’d put enough distance between them and any possibility of being accidentally seen or heard.
“Okay, this is certainly far enough.”
“Good.”
Artemis had barely had time to set down her things and turn about before Nemesis, standing tall and with some of that fiendish grin back on her lips, was looming over her.
“Woah, wh-”
Her words were cut short with surprise when Nemesis took hold of her by the sides and started pushing her; the gesture catching her off-guard and prompting her to stumble backwards until she bumped into a tree. The sudden display of forwardness, and force, had her heart pounding once again.
“Hells, Nem, what’s gotten into you all of a sudden?”
“Maybe it’s the relaxing mood from the hot spring, hard to say. Why, don’t you like it?”
Artemis was sure she was blushing from the sudden warmth in her face. She was certainly feeling physically aroused; she could feel her cock already getting hard and starting to tent her clothes.
“You just… caught me a bit off-guard there.”
“So you do like it then.”
“H-hey!”
“I haven’t forgotten our first tumble in the grass, or how you acted.”
As Nemesis spoke she’d shifted down to grab her by the thighs and now unceremoniously hoist them up, lifting Artemis off her feet and causing her to reach back to grab at the tree behind her for stability. The goddess continued to lift her and Artemis, heart really pounding now, shuffled her way up until she was being held roughly eye-to-eye with her friend. She really had no words right now, but even if she had been able to muster some she wasn’t sure she’d quite capture what a turn on forward, forceful Nemesis had become just now.
“You’ll have to forgive my lack of practice, but since you felt this was a good warm up I figured I’d give it a try myself and see how you react.”
“Wait, what’re you… oh… ooohh…”
Being held at roughly equal height to her friend, Nemesis had leaned in and Artemis now felt the goddess’ lips against the very exposed flesh of her own neck and shoulder. Her sucking was more forceful than she was used to, but no less pleasurable for it, and quickly she closed her eyes just to savour the feeling. No doubt Nemesis would feel how fast her pulse was racing now, as those purple lips worked their way around her skin, though the goddess had also pushed up between her legs where there’d be no mistaking the feeling of her cock rock hard between them, pressing through the fabric of her peplos against Nemesis’ ripped abdominals.
It did not take long before Artemis found herself huffing aloud and moaning softly, such was the persistence of her friend in searching for particularly tender spots and then giving them a rough and thorough suckle-kissing. She’d also hooked her heels around her friend’s legs, helping to manage some of the weight. Not that Nemesis gave any indication of struggle, with her thick strong hands gripping firmly against Artemis’ exposed thighs. There were so many sensations fighting for her attention right now that Artemis felt a little lost, especially since most of them were working to push her towards ever mounting arousal. The absence of one was instantly noticeable, however, when Nemesis finally pulled her lips away, its loss eliciting a little reflexive moan from Artemis.
“That really got you worked up, didn’t it?”
“Ugh, yes.”
“So needy. It’s almost tempting to leave you like this again.”
“Nem, please.”
“Please what, Artemis?”
“Please… please fuck me.”
“Far be it from me to turn down such a desperate request from a friend.”
Now facing her again, Artemis couldn’t help but groan and shoot Nemesis a look of daggers; though of course her heart wasn’t in it, given that it was pounding in her chest and screaming to be railed right now. For her part Nemesis seemed unmoved either, just giving her a smug little smirk.
“Do you want it, or not?”
“I do.”
“Good, back on your feet and turn around against the tree. I assume you brought your usual things with you?”
“Yes, Nem, in the pack.”
A grunt of approval as Nemesis let her back down now, and once she was back on her feet Artemis did as she had been told; turning about and leaning forward with her hands braced against the tree. She almost couldn’t believe she was doing this, but there was no denying the carnal urges coursing through her at this point. Her body was aching for satisfaction, and she wanted it from Nemesis. Looking back over her shoulder she could see the goddess slipping into the harness, just slipping it on beneath her peplos from the look of things, with the oil in hand. She continued to watch over her shoulder as Nemesis stepped back, her friend giving her a firm spank on the backside when she did and eliciting a pleasured yelp.
Nemesis said nothing as her hand immediately moved to flip the hem of Artemis’ peplos up, revealing the goddess’ bare backside. Artemis watched as her friend began to pour out the oil, right at the top of her crack, and tensed up a little at the feeling of the cool fluid against her skin. She turned to face the tree and closed her eyes, savouring the feeling of Nemesis’ fingers slipping between her cheeks too and working the oil up and down; stopping to pay special attention to her pucker. Feeling those meaty fingertips pressing against it was enough to make her gasp and groan softly, and when Nemesis started to push her fingers inside she groaned louder and felt her toes curl reflexively in the grass.
“Such a slut for me. I could get used to this...”
Artemis groaned, far more submissively than she’d intended. She heard a taunting chuckle from her friend, and the next thing she felt was Nemesis’ free hand reaching to her shoulder then slowly, without word of warning, pulling the pins securing her peplos out. First her left shoulder, causing the bunched fabric to fall down and half-bare her breast on that side, then the right, after which the entire garment fell from her upper body; it remained around her only by virtue of the belt cinching it around her waist. With the fingers steadily working her backside all the while, Artemis couldn’t help but let out a string of horny little noises. Having her friend unceremoniously strip her down while lubing and loosening her up was a pleasure like words could not describe; and standing here bent over against a tree about to get fucked only stoked her lusts even more. Given her friend’s penchant for teasing, she was glad that Nemesis couldn’t see the horny, lip-biting grin that had spread across her face at this point.
It wasn’t long before Nemesis seemed to feel that she was sufficiently warmed up, though Artemis wasn’t exactly trying to hide her arousal. The constant soft moaning, the way her cock was dripping with a gooey rope of precum, the subtle pushing back of her hips against her friend’s probing fingers; Nemesis had pushed a second one in along the way. The withdrawal of both left the goddess feeling far more empty than she wanted to right now, though it was quickly replaced with the feeling of a cold silver shaft pressing against her lower back just above her cheeks.
“Come on, Nem, don’t tease. I’m so fucking hot right now.”
“You’re too short, get up on your toes.”
“W-what?”
“You heard me, I can’t line this thing up with your backside unless you get higher.”
As if she wasn’t horny enough. But desperate to have that shaft inside her, Artemis did as she was told; pushing up onto the balls of her feet and doing her best to lift her backside up for her friend. For her trouble Nemesis rewarded her with another firm spank.
“Much better, I can work with this.”
“Fuck, Nem, put it in. I need it so badly.”
“Of course you do. Don’t you worry, I’m going to give you the fucking you need.”
Artemis groaned, her friend squeezing her firm backside as she spoke. But moments later that same hand was pulling her cheek to the side and she felt the cool shaft move and line up with her pucker. She tensed up in anticipation, and were she not standing on the balls of her feet she might have curled her toes again. Instead she closed her eyes and gripped harder at the tree ahead of her, breathing particularly quickened, as Nem steadied the shaft and, after a couple of attempts, finally pushed it in.
It slid into her smoothly, and with every inch the goddess huffed and groaned aloud.
When the base finally pressed against her, she couldn’t help but feel rather at Nemesis’ mercy. Her friend had been right about the need for a little extra height, and with that shaft inside she wasn’t sure she could let her heels back down comfortably. Not that there was any need to worry. She felt Nemesis’ hands move to her hips, take firm hold, and then lift her up just a little further. Her eyes opened wide at the feeling of her toes just barely against the ground, her weight supported mostly by Nemesis and a little forward against the tree.
“Shit, Nem-”
A sudden, hard thrust rippled through her, and the surprise of it cut her words short. It was quickly followed by another, then a third. Any thought of objection had left her mind, replaced with the ecstasy of finally getting fucked.
“That’s what I thought.”
Nemesis punctuated her taunt with another sudden thrust, and then shifted her approach to find a more steady pace. For her part, Artemis just groaned and moaned. With her hips up in the air she didn’t exactly have much control over how she was getting railed, and giving her friend moaned cues as to when she was hitting the best spots was all she could do. Fortunately for her, Nemesis did not have much trouble on that front. Very soon her prostate was getting a steady, firm pounding. With her peplos all loose and bunched about her waist she could feel her tits swaying steadily, and her cock too. The gooey rope at the tip of the latter was an especially noticeable sensation, dangling and wobbling with no subtlety at all.
“You know, sneaking off to fool around with you is growing on me.”
“Uh huh?”
“Yeah. Pretty gratifying to bend you over like this, make you moan and squirm for me.”
“Fuck…”
“Especially since you seem to like being talked down to while you take it.”
Artemis responded only with a horny groan. Nemesis was right, the dirty talk certainly gave her a carnal rush over and above the feeling of being picked up almost off her feet and getting pounded. The goddess of retribution had an especially delicious tone when it came to it too. Who would have guessed her sardonic tone might actually be arousing?
At this point Artemis was really feeling it though, the indescribable knot of carnal tension welling up in the seat of her abdomen was getting demanding. Her body was tense with ecstasy, her legs starting to shake and the undeniable urge to cum nagging at her relentlessly.
“Nem, I’m-”
“Going to cum for me?”
“Please, so close…”
“I’m not stopping until you do.”
Grunting and panting, Artemis closed her eyes and tried to focus on the physical sensations in her navel; the feeling of Nemesis’ silver shaft grinding against her prostate over and over, the pulses of ecstasy, the feeling that she was right on the edge of cumming.
So close, so close…
There!
Even if she’d had the presence of mind to do so, she couldn’t articulate how it felt to cross that threshold at last. The tension in her legs was enough that for a moment she actually lost her footing, only Nemesis’ strength holding her aloft while her cock throbbed and erupted with spurts of translucent cum splattering in the grass beneath her. The acute sensations of orgasm flooded through her, then as quickly as they had broken they ebbed away; leaving her shuddering with the aftershocks, shaking and scrabbling to get her toes at least back to the ground for balance.
When she did, and was able to get her head to stop swimming, she noticed that Nemesis had long stopped thrusting into her; just holding her steady and letting her ride out the orgasm. Panting as she caught her breath, she could still feel that silver shaft buried inside her.
“F-fuck…”
“That was very satisfying to watch.”
She didn’t admit it, and wouldn’t, but hearing that her friend had just savoured seeing her orgasm made her heart pound harder for just a moment. As best she could, she tried to look back over her shoulder.
“You… going to let me down?”
“Maybe, but to tell you the truth I kind of want to see if you can do that for me again.”
“Shit, Nem…”
“Don’t tell me that we’ve already found the limits of the goddess of the hunt’s stamina.”
As exhausted as she felt from that orgasm, Artemis couldn’t deny that some part of her really would like to get off again.
“N-no… just… maybe in a different position?”
“You did look very good on your hands and knees...”