Saga of The Night God



'Such a tantalizing sensation...' a mixture of arousal and pleasure coursed through Frejya's mind as she gazed upon her mother-in-law, Agda, engrossed in the act of sensually stimulating her breasts. Agda's hand skillfully caressed Frejya's darker red nipple, circling it with a teasing touch, cupping and squeezing it in a gentle yet satisfying manner.

Despite the disparity in size between Frejya's breasts and Agda's, the allure of Frejya's curves remained undeniable. With a growing sense of desire, Frejya's hands began to explore Agda's body, gradually unveiling her from the confines of her clothing. Starting from the back of Agda's dress, Frejya deftly untied the knot that held it in place. Agda couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as her plan progressed. There was no hint of immorality or guilt within her; her intentions had shifted from merely seeking revenge and blackmail to something more. Aroused by the unfolding situation, Agda pondered if her lack of orgasms due to the prince's actions had fueled this unexpected turn of events.

Raising her head from Frejya's breasts, Agda smiled mischievously and remarked, "let me...." With those words, she slowly discarded her dress, allowing it to fall gracefully to the floor. However, Agda was not yet fully undressed, as she still wore a bra and panties that had been a gift from Erwin.

Confusion flickered across Frejya's face as she observed the unfamiliar undergarments. Curiosity getting the better of her, she inquired, "What are these?"

Agda, with a seductive grin, stepped closer to Frejya, her eyes filled with anticipation. "These," she purred, tracing her fingers along the delicate lace of her bra, "I will tell you later now let's foucous on task at hand shall we?"

Agda, wearing a seductive grin, confidently closed the distance between herself and Frejya. Her eyes danced with anticipation as she traced her fingers along the delicate lace of her bra. 

Frejya's gaze flickered with a mixture of intrigue and desire, momentarily distracted by the mystery surrounding Agda's undergarments. However, she quickly refocused her attention, eager to indulge in the adventure that lay ahead.

She reached out tentatively, brushing her fingertips against the intricate patterns adorning the fabric. A surge of excitement coursed through her as she realized the possibilities that lay before them.

Eager to please Agda, Frejya took a step back, her gaze fixed on Agda's alluring figure, now adorned in the tempting lingerie. Slowly, she began to unclasp Agda's bra, relishing the unveiling of each inch of bare skin.

As the bra slipped off and landed on the floor, Frejya's eyes widened with curiosity and a touch of awe as they fixated on her mother-in-law's generous bosom. A soft flush of color tinged her cheeks, a mix of intrigue and a hint of envy. The stark contrast between their sizes was undeniable, with Agda's breasts standing as a testament to their ample fullness.

Intrigued by the sight before her, Frejya couldn't resist reaching out, her hand trembling slightly as she tentatively cupped Agda's breasts. The softness beneath her fingertips was a revelation, an exquisite sensation that ignited a sense of fascination within her. Gently, she squeezed, marveling at the pliable flesh, comparing it to the smaller, more modest curves of her own. "So soft."

As Frejya explored the contours of Agda's breasts, her fingers inadvertently grazed against the hardened peaks of Agda's nipples. The unexpected touch elicited a sharp gasp from Agda, her eyes widening with pleasure. The delightful friction between Frejya's finger and Agda's sensitive buds sent shivers of delight coursing through her body, intensifying the growing heat between them.

Entranced by Agda's reactions, Frejya locked eyes with her, a silent understanding passing between them. Without uttering a word, Frejya's fingers traced a teasing path across Agda's sensitive breasts once more, coaxing forth a sensual moan from her lips. In that moment, Agda's allure reached its peak, captivating Frejya completely.

As Frejya watched Agda's face contort with pleasure, a myriad of thoughts flooded her mind. She couldn't help but admire Agda's beauty, illuminated by the intense sensations surging through her. Her own eyes grew misty, mirroring the overwhelming emotions that coursed within her.

A mix of saliva and desire coated Frejya's parted lips, a subtle sheen of sweat adorning her forehead as the heat between them intensified. Every detail of Agda's moaning expression captivated Frejya, fueling her own arousal and deepening their connection.

Agda, consumed by her desire for orgasm, eagerly writhed and pressed her hips against Frejya's soft body. However, realizing that the desired effect wasn't achieved, she abruptly pulled away from Frejya, hastily removing her panties and uncovering the rest of Frejya's exposed body from the crumpled bedsheets.

The suddenness of Agda's actions caught Frejya off guard, leaving her blushing and flustered. With a crimson face, she instinctively covered her most intimate part with her hands, shielding her vagina from Agda's lustful gaze. Despite her efforts, her hands couldn't conceal her black, hairy bush, which remained on display.

Agda, driven by her escalating desires, positioned herself in front of Frejya with her back facing her. In a bold move, she leaned forward, placing her wet vagina provocatively in front of Frejya's face.

Frejya, her face still flushed with embarrassment, now had an unobstructed view of Agda's intimate region. It was a sight unfamiliar to her, as she had never before seen another woman's vagina, let alone one that had recently experienced intense pleasure. Unbeknownst to Frejya, the aftermath of Agda's passionate encounter with Erwin was evident, marking her vagina with signs of their intimate session.

Agda, undeterred by Frejya's hesitation, placed her hands on top of Frejya's, gently pressing them against her covered vagina. The touch sent a shiver through both of them, despite Frejya's trembling hands.

"I can't... let you see it..." Frejya whispered, her face flushed with embarrassment as she averted her eyes from her mother-in-law's exposed vagina.

"Why not?" Agda asked, devoid of any shame, her curiosity piqued.

"I have never shown it to anyone," Frejya confessed, her blush deepening.

Agda paused mid-sentence, realizing the implication of Frejya's words. Her voice softened with understanding. "You're a virgin," she said, her tone filled with a mix of surprise and concern.

Frejya nodded, her face still blushing, causing Agda to feel a pang of guilt. She realized that she had allowed her desires to cloud her judgment, neglecting the fact that Frejya had never been intimate with her son.

However, Agda quickly composed herself, choosing to justify her actions in her mind. "I am not going to take your virginity," she reasoned, trying to convince herself. "I am just going to look at it. After all, we are lovers, and lovers engage in these types of activities, right?"

With these words, Agda attempted to manipulate the situation, suppressing her guilt and satisfying her immoral desires, which had been instilled by Erwin's influence.

Frejya's blushed face betrayed her inner conflict as she wrestled with her own desires and the weight of societal expectations. Agda's words resonated within her, igniting a curiosity she had suppressed for far too long.

"I... I suppose we are lovers tonight," Frejya admitted, her voice trembling with a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty.

Agda smiled, sensing Frejya's growing willingness to explore their desires. She gently removed Frejya's hands from her own body, allowing her to uncover the hidden treasure. As Frejya's hands timidly moved away, Agda's eyes feasted upon the sight before her – the uncharted territory that Frejya had kept hidden from the world.

With a hunger in her gaze, Agda leaned in closer, her breath warm against Frejya's skin. "Let me see, my love," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of desire and longing.

Frejya's heart raced, her inhibitions gradually fading away as she succumbed to the forbidden allure. With a mixture of excitement and nervousness, she slowly unveiled herself, allowing Agda to witness her most intimate self, vulnerable and exposed.

Agda's eyes fixated on Frejya's vagina with a hunger that surprised even herself. She questioned her own arousal, knowing that she had never been attracted to women before. Yet, the sight before her stirred a desire she couldn't ignore.

Frejya's vagina, adorned with untamed hair, held a unique allure for Agda. The intertwined strands formed a natural bush, framing the delicate folds beneath. The pinkness of her labia peeked through, inviting Agda to explore further.

Despite Frejya's protest, Agda couldn't resist the temptation. With a mixture of curiosity and anticipation, she used her fingers to gently part the hair, revealing the hidden treasure within. The moistness of Frejya's inner folds glistened under the light, evidence of her growing arousal.

"You said you would only look!" Frejya exclaimed, her voice filled with a combination of surprise and vulnerability, yet her body betrayed a different longing.

Agda, driven by her own desires, disregarded Frejya's plea. She positioned herself between Frejya's legs, allowing her lips to graze against the delicate folds of her vagina. The touch sent shivers of pleasure through Frejya's body, causing her to arch her back and press her nipples against Agda's firm abdomen.

As Agda continued her intimate exploration, their bodies intertwined in a dance of passion and forbidden desires. The room filled with the sounds of their moans and gasps, the air thick with the scent of their arousal.

"Cpatien, please don't do it. It feels funny down there," Frejya pleaded amidst her moans, her hands instinctively squeezing Agda's buttocks with increasing intensity. Her eyes remained closed, lost in the overwhelming sensations that consumed her.

Agda, driven by her own desires and the intoxicating response she evoked in Frejya, disregarded her plea. The tingling sensations between Frejya's legs only fueled her desire to explore further. With gentle determination, she continued to caress and tease, skillfully navigating the peaks and valleys of Frejya's pleasure.

Frejya's body trembled beneath Agda's touch, her moans growing louder with each passing moment. The strange yet exhilarating sensations coursing through her made her question everything she thought she knew about her desires. The forbidden nature of their encounter heightened the intensity, adding an element of danger and excitement to their shared intimacy.

"If you don't stop, I will also do it," Frejya warned Agda, her voice laced with a mix of hesitation and arousal. But her warning went unheeded, only intensifying the slurping sounds of Frejya's vaginal fluids and Agda's fervent exploration.

It seemed as though Agda was issuing a challenge, daring Frejya to act upon her earlier words. Agda subtly shifted her buttocks to the side, almost like an invitation, beckoning Frejya to explore her eager and desirous orifice with her lips and tongue.

Frejya's curiosity mingled with the throbbing pulse of her own arousal, fueling the temptation that coursed through her veins.

With a mixture of trepidation and fascination, Frejya slowly positioned herself, her lips tantalizingly close to Agda's yearning entrance.