1. New Life in Rianate 2


    Date: 12/3/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, First Time, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Written by women, Author: Lustful11, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

    and gusting through my body. I pointed north, that's where the air blew. Pointed west, the breeze directed that way. I called Fire then laughed at myself. It still shocked me how the flames just rolled on my forearms and I didn't feel a thing. It automatically made me think of my mother again. How did she think of her strengths? Good, amazing, bad or terrible? I remember how she would sing nursery rhymes to me as a baby. Right by the fireplace in our living room. Her gorgeous orange eyes twinkled with the blaze of the fire, her face warmed me with the caring and momness she gave off. For some reason, the fire must’ve known I was thinking of mom because the flames got bigger. Ooops. The small sparks crackled around me then I cut it out. I called Water then felt the similar tingle to like jumping in the pool. I felt like I was standing in the middle of the ocean and I could hear and see the waves crashing and stirring by the shore. This may be different but, I felt like I was standing over the sharks. Like I was some immortal being (which, technically some Rian are) that controlled and breathed water. Lastly, I called Earth to cool myself off. The smell of honeysuckles tingled my nose, the scent of fall sassafras, the sights of plain meadows that stretched on and on forever. Trying to imagine something other than these meadows was so hard, I loved the smell of fresh spring flowers and the feel of grass beneath my toes. Even though I had on my shoes, it felt like I was ...
    barefoot and strolling through the grass, like nothing was separating me and earth. I finished them then called them all at once to test myself. A ball of Water sprang from my hand and burst against the tree. The pebbles around my feet started to rumble and shake, then a good-sized piece of sandstone flew into my hand. Fire burst from my palm and I squeezed the rock tighter, knowing from science in sixth grade that it was like cookie dough: it didn’t melt, it baked. (Little bit of basic science for ya, heh.) As I tightly gripped the rock, I focused more and more on the Air so it began whooshing and whipping through my hair and body like an oncoming storm. Something funny about all this was that nothing bothered each other, each element stayed in place, doing what they were meant to do and keep still. “Stop,” I called out. Everything dropped. No more wind was blowing my hair all over the place, I wasn’t heating up the rock in my palm, nothing. Whoo, that felt good! In a few hours, I had my affinity down and ready for action. Since I was a Rio, that meant I could compete in the RA (Rio Affinities, pretty self explanatory) and that was pretty much like dog fighting. You pick another person, lock yourselves in a cage, spar. Easy as that. Tao said that Maz and his brother were always there and fencing their faces off. The building where they kept the “cages” (I use quotation marks because they’re not actually cages, they just remind you of cages) was called Ria. 162, a beautiful but ...
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