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Lilian meets Aire in a "bar"
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"Sure! Um, if you already know what's here, maybe just whatever you think a small child who'd never drank before would like best? I'm not literally a small child, but I do share their tastes in sugary drinks and dislike of the flavor of alcohol."

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Aire grabs Lilian something sweet and fruity. A bit more alcoholic than the beer too, but Lilian shouldn't notice over the sweetness.

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When Aire walks off to get her a drink Lilian's eyes follow, involuntarily glued to her ass. She finds herself wishing Aire's skirt was shorter.

It takes until she turns back around with their drinks for Lilian to snap out of her horny daze. No staring! 

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Oh, this drink is less bitter! Genuinely tasty, even! 

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It is good, isn’t it?

Well, back to asking questions. Ones she by and large already knows the answers to, but Lilian doesn't know that.

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Lilian makes her way through this drink faster than the last. By the time she’s halfway though it, she isn’t exactly slurring her words, but she’s noticeably impaired even to herself. Maybe especially to herself, she’s keeping rather close track of the effects of alcohol on her.

As far as the second half of her drink is concerned, she isn’t really paying enough attention to the inside of her own mind to notice. Because at a rather inopportune moment, while looking of to the side, Aire shrugs. And her breasts jiggle. This is much harder to just deliberately adjust for by resolving not to do anything that requires too much thinking, she’s so horny. After that, she can’t keep her eyes of Aire’s breasts for any substantial length of time.

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Aire giggles.

“Don’t worry about it, like I said earlier, I don’t mind. Well, at least you’re still paying attention to my words. It’s so rude when people don’t bother to pay attention to what I’m saying and just stare at my tits.

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Yeah. Rude. She needs to pay attention.

But it's so hard.

She's so hard.

Her cock twitches happily as she stares, involuntarily fantasizing about what it would look like if her low-cut top suddenly slipped a little lower. Aire’s saying. Something. But it’s so hard to pay attention to that when she has Aire’s tits to stare at. To fantasize about.

Then she shakes her head and tries to get control of herself. Aire just said doing that was rude! Even if she is a little drunk, she can still stop herself from being rude!

She thinks.

Aire’s saying something. She’s not sure what. She keeps trying to pay attention, but then Aire’s breasts jiggle and she’s back to distraction.

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Aire has a rather fun idea about how to play this particular game. While she's chattering about nothing in particular, through a quick application of telepathy she introduces a thought to Lilian’s head.

Why not just masturbate a bit, since she’s so horny? To stop herself from being so rude. Aire won’t notice. The table’s blocking her view.

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If she wasn’t drunk, horny, and high on pheromones, the fact that Lilian wouldn’t ever normally think that thought would be obvious. But she is drunk, horny, and high on pheromones, and so she doesn’t realize.

She is not, however, impaired enough for the obvious fact that doing that would be wrong to slip by her, and so she muscles her way through the temptation and continues gamely attempting to push through her distraction and start paying attention to Aire's words again.

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My goodness this girl is hard to talk into being lewd. She’s rather frustratingly committed to not doing anything Aire might not want.

Well, given the way Lilian’s been reacting to things so far, some of that reluctance should dissolve under the effects of a stronger application of her pheromones.

She deliberately knocks over her empty stein onto the floor and says, “Oops! Would you mind getting that for me?”

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Lilian ducks under the table to do so. It smells even better under there than the rest of the bar does. Her thoughts fuzz further. She doesn’t mind.

The stein takes a bit of reaching to grab, and she ends up well-positioned to look up Aire’s skirt. She doesn’t really intend to, but she finds her eyes dragged up to look regardless.

Huh. Aire isn’t wearing any panties.

Her pussy is wet, and slick, and shiny.

Lilian’s hands stray between her legs entirely unconsciously. The pleasure of them brushing up against her pussy is enough to shock her out of her fugue. She reaches out to grab Aire’s stein and pops back up on her side of the booth.

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Aire lets her lust aura unfurl. Better if Lilian focuses on her arousal than anything relating to suspicion. She’s drunk and high enough on pheromones at this point not to realize anything strange is going on. 

And then Aire sends another thought into Lilian’s fuzzy little head, stripped of any suggestion that she might be doing anything naughty.

She’s so horny. She should masturbate, so she isn’t so distracted.

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The lust aura slams into her mind, throwing it into disarray. She’s already so stupid. So horny. When her thoughts whisper to her that she should masturbate, she doesn’t have the presence of mind to consider why that might be a bad idea.

Lilian slips one of her hands under the table to pull her cock out of her suit and stroke it. Her other hand goes to work pinching the nipple of her left breast. A mental whisper guides her suit friend to sneak two tentacles down behind her back to fill her.

She finds herself pointing her cock at Aire under the table, focusing on the lovely thought of cumming on her pussy, too stupid and horny to process anything beyond the fact that doing it would be hot.

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Well, from the way Lilian’s staring fixedly at Aire’s tits, groping her own breast, and rhythmically moving her arm beneath the table, the suggestion took that time.

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

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Oh. Good. Nice and easy to understand! She can answer and show she isn't being rude!

"Yeahh. Feels good. S'nice."

She pinches and rolls a nipple through her body suit. She shudders. 

Her suit responds to an unspoken desire by pushing deeper into both of her needy holes at the same time.

The increased fullness forces her orgasm out of her, an intoxicating burst of pleasure. The tentacles push deeper into her in time with each spurt of cum. Her eyelashes flutter and she moans, continuing to stroke as the orgasm goes on and on, eyes fixed on Aire's breasts.

After it's finished, she feels closer to the edge than she normally would. Only a few dozen strokes away from another orgasm, and filled with the antsy desire that state brings out in her, hungry for more pleasure.

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“Look at that, you’ve soiled my clothing! I’ll have to take it all off.”

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Lilian is too busy staring as Aire steps out of the booth and takes off her top to think about how there’s nothing wrong with Aire’s shirt.

And then Aire's taking her skirt off. Lilian doesn't actually notice the mess she's made of it. She's too focused on other things. As soon as Lilian can see Aire's pussy, the last remaining thoughts in her head are overtaken by horny fantasies of thrusting into her.

She continues strokes her cock as she stares.

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She moves to straddle Lilian.

“Oh, look at that, even after that orgasm you’re still so horny. Why don’t I let you use my pussy to get some relief? Be careful though, it feels really good. You might end up a bit funny in the head if you cum in me too much.”

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As Aire moves to straddle her, she moves her hands out of the way and ends up with them resting on Aire's hips.

Her cock is trapped between them, rubbing up against their bellies.

She wants it in. 

She can't quite process the rest of what Aire said. Something about cumming in her a lot?

She wants it.

She wants to cum!

Her head lolls back as she spurts. It's good, intoxicating, but she wishes she was doing in inside. 

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Ah, this is exactly what she needed to finish washing the taste of Tanthe's grief out of her mouth.

She'll lift herself up a bit and guide Lilian inside her, so she can finish off her orgasm the way she wants to.

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Something about the feeling of Aire's pussy slithers into her mind and whispers that cumming in her is the most important thing in the universe.

As she pumps more and more cum into her, it's so easy to believe it.

She leans in to bury her face in Aire's breasts and shifts her hands to greedily grope Aire's ass.

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As she rolls her hips to keep Lilian's orgasm going, she whispers into her ear.

“Would you like it to feel better? I have magic for that.”

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She compulsively tries to thrust even deeper into Aire at the thought of something even better than this. 

She moans and nods against Aire's breasts. She wants more!

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And she whispers the words of a spell to blast pure pleasure into Lilian's mind.

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