Goddess of a New Realm Pt4-6 (June Exclusive)

Goddess of a New Realm: Pt4

Moments ago I was moaning away inside my home as the priest pleasured me with his fingers and helped me lose my female goddess virginity; now I’m running towards the source of something dark that the villagers were running from.

I had no idea what it was, but I already knew it was bad and a threat to the people here, which meant I had to stop it. I got to the area where the villagers had been building a wall using the materials I made for them.

There I found two people standing there. The one closest to me was a young man from the village. He had short blue hair and was quite short and thin, but despite that, he stood there with a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, both likely just made by the blacksmith.

In front of him was a tall woman with dark red skin, long black hair, and horns popping out of her head. I knew instantly she was a demon from the demon realm, which meant she was very dangerous.

I yelled to the blue-haired man to run, that she was a demon and likely powerful. The blue-haired man just smiled at me and said he wouldn’t abandon his goddess or the good people of his village, as they were all his home.

He pointed his sword at the demon and told it to leave or it would die. The demon laughed and said it would love to see him try. She then summoned an axe and pointed it back at him. She then smiled before quickly swinging at him.

I gasped, thinking he lost his head, but somehow he managed to dodge it. He then quickly went in for his own attack, cutting the demon on the thigh. I lift my hands into the air and cheer for the hero, but my cheers quickly sour when the demon heals herself in an instant.

She smiles and says basic human weapons barely leave a scratch, and with the healing rate of demons, they might as well be useless. The hero seemed shocked, and the demon took advantage of that and grabbed him by the head.

She lifted him up into the air, then she brought her axe close to his waist. She laughed as she said she was going to cut him slowly and watch as he bled out. When I heard that, I knew I had to do something; I knew that I could do something.

My power activated, and I felt myself connect to the hero, and with it, I felt my power wrapping around him like a blanket, or better yet, a shield. So when the demon's axe pressed against his waist, it didn’t cut him.

However, instead, it cut me. I felt the pain imminently and looked at my side, and sure enough, it was bleeding right where the hero would have been cut. As much as it hurt, it was okay; I was protecting him, and that was all that mattered.

I told the hero I had blessed him, making his defense and offense stronger. I then smiled as I told him to beat her. The hero smiled and took his sword and swung it, cutting the demon's stomach. The demon dropped him, and he jumped backward.

The demon then looked down at herself with a smirk. She asked him if he had already forgotten that she healed quickly, but then as she looked at herself, we could see she was starting to get concerned. Her wound wasn’t healing this time.

The demon looked up and said this shouldn’t be possible, that there was no goddess in this world anymore. She then looked at me and looked horrified. She stepped back and was mumbling something about me, and I could sense the fear in her heart.

I could tell she wanted to turn tail and run away, but as there was no portal to her realm open, it seemed her coming here was a one-way trip. She gripped her axe tighter and seemed to commit to her assault on our world.

She tried to charge at me, saying she’d kill me, but the hero stepped between us and blocked her axe with his sword. Her strength vastly outmatched his, and without my blessing protecting him, she would have just broken both his arms.

So it was a good thing he had it, but also not too great for me, as my arms were the ones that broke in place of his. I wanted to scream from the pain, but I knew if I did, the hero would know what I was doing, and he wouldn’t be able to fight her because he would be too worried about hurting me.

So I bit my tongue and held strong, hoping the hero would win. The hero pushed back the demon and swung his sword low, cutting both of her legs. The demon screamed out in pain like I had wanted to, and her blood shot out all over the hero.

She cursed him out and swore to kill us both. She then began to swing her axe around erratically, hoping to hit him, which she did several times, once in the arm, once in the back, and a third time in the stomach, but none of her attacks left a mark on her.

He also managed to hit her a few times. One cut on each arm, another in the stomach, and one on her face. Now bleeding profusely and not having a way to close her wounds thanks to my blessing empowering the hero's attacks, the demon was losing too much blood and wobbling around.

She held her face with one hand and swung her axe pathically towards the hero, but her strength was all but gone, and her axe flew out of her hands after her swing. She looked at the hero with a look of shock and started stepping back and yelling at him to stay away.

The hero readied his weapon and started to charge at her to finish her off, I assume, which should have been good. If she was gone, this world would be safe for now, but the look on her face, the horror, the regret… I just couldn’t let him do it.

I called out to him to stop, which he did, although he was a bit confused. I told him I knew it was crazy, but I wanted him to let her go. Both the hero and the demon looked at me like I was crazy, but the hero put his sword away and said he would do as I wished.

He then looked at the demon and told her it was her lucky day; the new goddess had spared her, for what purpose he had no idea, but he hoped she’d use her second chance to reflect and never come back here.

The demon laughed nervously and said we were crazy. She then turned around and started to limp away, leaving a trail of blood behind. Once she was out of sight and her presence was gone, the hero turned toward me and was about to celebrate, but he looked shocked when he saw me.

He ran over to me just as my injuries were catching up to me. I started to fall, but he caught me and brought me safely to the ground. He seemed worried and asked me what had happened. I smiled and told him what I had done and agreed when he said that was a bad plan.

He begged me not to die, as the world just got their goddess back; it was far too soon for it to lose her again, especially in such uncertain times. His tears dripped down his face and landed on mine, and I could feel his sadness, his genuine concern, and his care for me.

I reached my hand up to his face and moved the tears away and told him it would be alright. I was drying today. I then closed my eyes and felt my power flowing throughout my body, all towards the places I was injured.

My wounds quickly healed themselves, and the blood that had come out turned to light and vanished. I opened my eyes and told the hero to look, that my wounds were gone. He looked down, and I felt the joy explode in his heart.

He hugged me tightly and said he was so glad I was alright. He then said he was so worried for me and that he wouldn’t be able to beat the demon. I chuck and tell him I was worried as well, but he turned out to be a fine hero, one I could trust to protect the village.

He smiled and said it was his honor to be its hero and to protect it in my name. He swore to protect it with his life should it come to that. I smiled hearing that; I was glad to know the village would be safe, as I knew it would need him while I was gone.

I didn’t have nearly enough energy to do all that, and now my body was exhausted, and there was no way I was making it back to the village to regain some energy with the priest. So I once again found myself going to sleep, a sleep that I knew would only be a moment for me but decades for everyone else.

Goddess of a New Realm: Pt5

After the battle with the demon, I once again fell into a deep sleep. Even though it passed in the blink of an eye, I knew right away a large amount of time had passed since I watched the hero beat the demon.

When I opened my eyes, I sort of expected to be inside my room from before, but perhaps a bit different from the time that had passed; however, I was in some place I had never seen before. It was a large room with the walls made of stone and fancy stained glass windows.

I sit up and feel the silkiest blanket I had ever felt fall from my chest. I look down and then around and find I was sleeping on a massive bed, one so soft it felt more like I was floating on a cloud. It was pretty nice, and it seems the villagers have treated my body well in my absence.

I got myself out of bed and walked over to one of the windows. The bottoms were made of clear glass, so it was quite easy to see out of them. I expected to see a more developed version of the town I had left, but it was so much more than that.

Not only did I seem to be in a massive building, like some sort of monastery perhaps, but there were now nearly ten times as many houses, a ton of new shops, farms with crops and animals, and a massive stone wall with towers wrapped around everything.

It was a completely different place, which was amazing to see, but I knew right away that more than fifteen years had passed. I have no idea how many passed, thirty, forty? The thought of it had me excited and saddened.

I was excited to see the world I was helping flourish and see all the new things they created on their own, to see how they grew. On the other hand, I know that the people I left all that time ago were older if not gone now, and the thought of never seeing them again… Well, I missed them already…

I guess it’s a part of my job as goddess, not one I think I’ll ever like, but I’ll take joy in knowing they got to live. As I was standing there looking out over the town, I suddenly heard something smash on the floor followed by a gasp.

I turn around to see a woman, and suddenly I get a feeling of déjà vu. This woman looked a lot like the priest I had slept with before going to confront the demon, although she was dressed much differently than him; perhaps the robes changed during my sleep.

I turn towards her and smile. I then say it seems it’s been awhile since I was last awake. She seems super thrilled to see me and tells me that was true; nearly fifty years had passed since I watched the hero fight the demon.

After I fell back asleep, they took me home and laid me down to rest. They then went about life expanding and growing while protecting my body and fighting off monsters from the demon realm. As time went on, they built more and more, including the monastery I was in.

The head priest even worked towards expanding my followers. He took in new people who wanted to devote themselves fully to me, and using his connection with me, he connected them, and now I have nearly a hundred devoted followers here in the monastery.

It was good, though; that meant I had plenty of people to draw energy from should something bad come up again. The last thing I want to do is sleep for a long time again, but if it means saving everyone, I will.

The woman, or I guess I should say priestess, said she had to go tell everyone I was awake. I asked her to wait and said we could tell everyone later. I wanted to take a bit to adjust before people came and overwhelmed me.

She nodded and said she understood and asked me if there was anything I could do to help. I thought about it and said there was. I asked her if she knew the head priest from before I fell asleep. She nodded and confirmed what I had expected. He was her grandfather.

I asked her if he was still alive and doing well. She nodded again and said he was alive and well and enjoying a peaceful life here. She then admitted he doesn’t do much these days as he’s old and basically retired.

I smiled, knowing he was alive was great news, but again I found myself disappointed. It’s a bit weird, but I was hoping he’d be able to… sleep with me again… But if he’s old, it might not be the best thing to do since having sex would suck his energy out, and at that age could kill him.

The priestess noticed I looked bummed out and asked me if I wanted her to go get him. I shook my head and said no, that I’d go see him later. She nodded and continued to look at me; she then asked again what was troubling me.

I tried to tell her it was nothing important, but she insisted I tell her. She told me that she was assigned as her attendant, and so whatever it was I needed, she would take care of it. I let out an awkward laugh and told her I wasn’t sure she could take care of it.

She pouted and said she could and that not even giving her a chance wasn’t fair. I’ll admit she was right, but it felt a bit awkward. I think about it for a minute and tell her that her grandfather had shown me something all those years ago, something I really liked doing.

She seemed confused for a moment, but then it seemed to click in her head. She smiled and asked me if what I needed was to be pleasured. I turn bright red and let out an awkward laugh. I then quietly said yes.

I was a bit startled when she clapped her hands and got all excited. She then asked me if it was okay for her to be the one. She told me her grandfather wrote a book on his experience with her in the past, and the priests and priestesses had read it.

Again I let out an awkward laugh; hearing that was so embarrassing, but I guess he just wanted to make sure no matter what era I woke up in next, they’d be able to help me with this. I told her that if she wanted, she could be the one, and in fact she’d be the first woman I’d slept with.

That got her even more excited, and she grabbed her robes and unlatched them, dropping them to the ground below her. That’s when I saw she was wearing a binder. She took it off, and out came a very large pair of breasts.

My nose nearly started bleeding when I saw them. I asked her why she wore that, and she said having big breasts in a place mostly filled with guys who don’t get laid means a lot of staring, and she didn’t want their attention, only the attention of the goddess.

I smile and tell her I understand and that it worked. She had my attention; well, maybe her breasts did, but at least some part of her had my full attention. The priestess removes her underwear and tosses it aside; she then walks up to me and smiles.

She reaches her arms around my waist, pushing her large breasts up against me just under my rather large breasts. I could feel the warmth of her breasts through the bottom of mine, and I couldn’t wait to have them in my hands.

She grabs the strings to my bikini and unties them, pulling my bikini off as she backs away. She carefully folds it and puts it on the table next to us. She then comes back and gets on her knees next to me.

She moves her face right into my crotch, pressing against my vagina and almost revealing how easy I am by nearly making me moan from just being touched there. Once again she reaches around me and grabs the strings to my bikini bottoms.

She unties them and gets up to fold them and set them aside. She comes back one last time for the only thing left that I had on, my cloak. This time she comes up from behind and reaches her hands around to my front.

I was expecting her to go for the clasp by my neck, but her hands ended up elsewhere, that being right over my nipples. The priestess grabbed both of them and lightly pinched them. As she did, I nearly fell back into her arms.

After pinching them, she moved on to my breasts. She squeezed them and moved them around. She even complimented me on how large and perfect they were and how it was nice that she shared a breast size with the goddess.

Between my heavy, deep breaths, I told her they were quite nice at times, and as awkward as they could be, it was times like this that made them worth having. The priestess chuckled and said she agreed.

She then moved her hands away from my breasts and grabbed the clasps to my cloak, finally taking it off and putting it with the rest of my stuff. When she came back again, she took my hand and said it was time for the real fun.

Goddess of a New Realm: Pt6

The priestess pulled me over to the bed and asked me if I wanted top or bottom. I feel my face burning from embarrassment as I admit this would only be the second time I’ve done this, so I still sort of have no idea what I’m doing.

She nodded and said she’d be top then and told me not to worry; she’ll go slow so I can take notes. I thank her, and then the two of us climb up on the bed. I lay flat on my back, and she climbs up on top of me, sitting on my stomach.

She tells me that everyone has their own unique style when it comes to sex, and men and women tend to be very different. Her style was to go slow, to have fun with different parts of the body, and to make her partner aroused to the point they’re begging for her to fuck them.

She mentioned before, when she played with my nipples, how she liked to start. She then leaned down and said their nipples and the breasts below them were one of the many sweet spots for a woman such as myself.

She then took her mouth and started to suck on my nipple, and sure enough, she was right; it felt amazing. Her mouth on it was even better than when she was pinching it. She removed her mouth and said this was one of her favorites that she tried on herself.

I wasn’t entirely sure at the moment, but I thought she was giving me a hint, so I reached my hands up to her nipples and grabbed them. I watched her face turn a bit red and felt her tense up a bit, but then she smiled and said, just like that.

I pinched them and rubbed them a bit, watching her as she started to breathe slightly heavier and as her nipples got more erect. She said I was doing well. She then told me I could play with them, or her breasts, all I wanted as we continued.

She then said it was a perk of sleeping with a girl, nice breasts right in your face. I let out a laugh and said it was quite nice, and it was a shame the guys didn’t have one. I then even joked about maybe making it happen using my powers.

The priestess thought that was hilarious, and she said while they might not be happy with it, if they all had their own, they’d likely stop looking at hers when they’re loose. We both laughed, and then she continued while I played with her breasts some more.

She moved up towards my neck and said that she also quite enjoyed soft little kisses. She then started to kiss around my neck for a bit before suddenly whispering in my ear that that was just her and that I might enjoy something else.

She then stuck her mouth on my neck and started to suck on my neck, and she was right; it was quite nice. She did several spots before stopping and looking down. She then admitted to me that doing that does tend to leave a mark.

She then looked surprised and said I didn’t seem to need to worry about that, as they go away quickly. She then continued to kiss my neck and move upwards until she reached my mouth. She once again whispered to me.

She told me this was another nice spot. She then pressed her lips against mine and then slowly moved them back, then repeated it again once her lips left mine. After a minute of this, she pulled back and told me it was time for the neck spot.

She then got off of my stomach and went around down to my legs. She had me bend my legs, and then she moved in closer to me. She told me this was the absolute best spot, and there were so many different ways to play with it.

She mentioned the normal way a man would, which I did with her grandfather all those years ago, and then she mentioned using fingers, which we also did. I didn’t think she’d enjoy knowing that, so I kept it to myself and let her go on about other things.

She mentioned some toys, which sounded similar to the ones women used in my old world. Then lastly, she didn’t say anything and just stuck out her tongue. She then smiled and pointed at it. I asked her if she was saying she could use her tongue.

She nodded, and I was a bit intrigued by the idea. I said that sounded interesting. She put her tongue back in her mouth and said she’d do that, then she lowered her head down towards my vagina until she was face-to-face with it.

I could feel her breath hitting it, and I knew the best part was about to begin, and my body was ready for it; it wanted it, it wanted her. The priestess took her tongue and ran it over the surface of my vagina.

I could feel her soft, squishy tongue down there, slightly pushing into me and leaving a trail of saliva as it went. My body got more and more excited, and I couldn’t stop myself from squirting a bit, which I would have in order not to shoot it right into the priestess mouth.

She didn’t seem to mind and even made a sound of delight before licking up the rest. She told me her studies really paid off if I’m getting this wet before it’s really started. I get a bit embarrassed, and she laughs before continuing.

She continued using her tongue on the surface, getting me more and more aroused, worked up, and ready to orgasm. She got me to the point where I was making quite desperate noises, as all my body wanted now was to orgasm.

That’s when she took her tongue and stuck it inside. I let out a moan as it went in, and while not nearly as hard and big as the cock I once had inside me, it was still quite nice and a totally unique experience.

It was similar to the fingers being inside me, but softer and wetter, not to mention she was quite gifted with her tongue. Not only was it long, but she could move it around and flex it in many different ways, which beat out the fingers since they normally only bend one way.

She continued to do her thing with her tongue while I sat back moaning and enjoying the pleasure she was inflicting upon me. It was so good I lost track of how much time passed before she finally made me orgasm.

I once again squirted all over her face and inside her mouth, this time with much thicker and stickier globs. Once again the priestess didn’t seem to mind. She removed her tongue and wiped her face before asking me if that was good.

I told her it was good, great even, and exactly what I needed after my long nap. She seemed happy to hear it and sat up. She asked me if that was all I wanted or if I’d like her to continue. I was a little surprised to hear she could keep going.

Last time the priest could barely make it to the end. I wonder if I sucked less energy from her this way or if she simply had a greater reserve than the priest. I told her I wouldn’t mind going again, and she nodded and attempted to move her head back down.

I stopped her and said she didn’t need to do that. Instead I wanted to try doing it on her, using everything she told me and pleasuring her. She seemed embarrassed and said there was no need for me to do that; I was the goddess, after all. I should do whatever pleases me the most.

I smiled and told her that this would please me. I wanted to be better at everything that came with this new life, and that meant more than just creating and protecting; it included being close and the joys that come with our bodies.

After saying that, she moved out of the way, and we swapped spots. I copied what she had done originally. I sat on her stomach and played around with her breasts and nipples. Sucking them, fondling them, and even play-biting them and stretching them out a bit.

She seemed to love it just as much as I did. So I take it that those that devote themselves to me tend to do to me what they know pleases their bodies the most, which is good; I can use that to learn more and more.

I move on to her neck, kissing and sucking on it as well before making out with her for a bit. I stopped once I felt something squirt out of her and over my back. That told me she was ready, so I got up and headed over between her legs.

I once again do what she did, taking my tongue and running it over the surface a few times before sticking it inside and moving it around. It was a strange feeling sticking my tongue inside, and I’ll admit I had no real idea what to do once it was inside.

So I just listened to the noises the priestess made and felt for changes in her energy. Once she was making a lot of noise and her energy was going wild, I knew I was in the right place, so I stuck to that spot and played around.

In the end she was moaning harder, breathing harder, and holding on to the bed much harder than me, which was good; she must have really enjoyed it. Again, I wasn’t paying attention to time, so I have no idea how long we were there, but by the time she shot cum in my face, it was nighttime.

Once it stopped coming out, I removed my tongue and sat up to wipe myself off. I laughed and said that was quite fun but didn’t get a response from her. I look at her to make sure she’s alright, and it turns out she had passed out.

I thought about going to get someone to help clean her off, but I knew this place would go crazy once they knew I was awake again, and I wasn’t ready for that, so I cleaned her off myself and tucked her into my bed.

I then cleaned myself off and got dressed before walking over to the window to look out over the town. I’ll greet them all tomorrow, but for now I will watch over them and the beautiful priestess in my bed.