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Tilda waited in the empty room of the hidden GAIA terraforming station, a research lab yet to be utilized. She waited alone. Alone with her thoughts. Alone with her memories. Memories of Elisabet Sobek.
Aloy was the spitting image of her old flame, her old love, just like Beta was. As clones that was to be expected but it was more than that. Aloy had Elisabet’s fire, her drive, her tenacity. She had everything Tilda grew to love in the woman a hundred years ago. It was like she was back in her life.
She closed her eyes and thought about her old love, Elisabet, and of their many nights together. They would often talk, debate, their debates becoming passionate and that passion carrying them into each other’s arms, and their bed. Elisabet could be such a passionate lover, and Tilda was always eager to bring that side of her out. She recalled a day they sat on the balcony of Tilda’s retreat, wrapped in each other’s arms naked on the decking watching the sunset. She remembered Elisabet looking at the horizon, wondering what she was thinking inside that incredible mind of hers. It took some coaxing to bring her back to the present where they made love until the sunlight faded away and gave into night. Tilda woke up the next morning to find her lover had gone, leaving a note apologizing for slipping away. As was Sobek’s way.
She opened her eyes into the present day and found Elisabet staring back at her, through Aloy’s eyes. The young Nora outcast turned savior stood in front of Tilda expectantly, trying to get her attention as she was lost in her thoughts. Tilda’s eyes fixed longingly onto the young woman as she reached out to stroke her cheek, her skin feeling as real as if Elisabet was right here in front of her. With a mental command she closed the door to the lab and locked it, sealing them both inside. Aloy looked at Tilda questioningly until the tall woman took her face in her hands and leaned in to kiss her on the lips.
Aloy stood frozen at the shock of the incident, her eyes widening staring at the older woman as she pulled away. She staggered back in shock only for Tilda to step forward, her longing gaze entrancing her as the girl’s cheeks turned red. She knew why she had kissed her, Aloy reminded her of Elisabet Sobek. Tilda knew she wasn’t her but it didn’t stop her from wanting to be with her. She was so lonely and Aloy was so beautiful and bright and brave and stubborn and everything Elisabet was. She stared into Aloy’s eyes as the young woman glanced to the exit, nervously biting her bottom lip debating whether to flee or not. But as Tilda stood silently, hoping she wouldn’t and opting not to chase her, Aloy suddenly threw her weapons to the ground around her and ran forward, leaping into a passionate kiss with Tilda that made her heart flutter.
It was like time had gone back a hundred years and Tilda embraced Aloy as if she was Elisabet, their clothes falling off and her augmented outfit dissolving until both women were naked and pressed together locking lips desperately. Tilda lifted Aloy onto the lab table and feverishly explored her body with her tongue and fingers, seeking old familiar places that made her mother figure aroused or excited. She found a few still worked and Aloy moaned and gasped, falling onto the table letting Tilda massage her breast or kiss her nipples before her hand reached between her thighs and sent fireworks up the young Nora’s body. Tilda showed Aloy skills her people developed out there in space, and skills humanity had forgotten after its fall. Aloy melted to her touch and eagerly pulled Tilda down on top of her to express her pleasure, her hips buckling under the assault by her fingers which brought her to orgasm twice before Tilda crawled down to lick her pussy. She tasted exactly like Elisabet, her familiar scent addictive as she devoured the young girl until Aloy was a panting quivering mess in her hands ready to be molded into the perfect lover. When Tilda crawled back to kiss the shivering girl she was eager to teach her everything Elisabet knew about making love and more.
Aloy was a fast learner and soon she was knelt between Tilda’s legs eating her out and bringing the hundred year old immortal some much needed satisfaction. Tilda watched her red hair in adoration as it rocked between her thighs, brushing her fingers through it gazing into Aloy’s keen face as she came over and over again. Every time her vision shifted until she was seeing Elisabet there in Aloy’s place, her short red hair framing her beautiful face as her tongue lapped at her clit until Tilda whimpered. She grabbed her head and yanked her up into a deep kiss, sucking on her slick tongue until they both needed to breathe. When she broke the kiss Aloy gasped breathlessly staring at Tilda with a mix of awe and pride. Tilda stroked her cheek and smiled wistfully.
A presence caught her attention out the corner of her eye and Tilda turned her head to find another mirror of Elisabet standing in the lab with her watching curiously. Aloy followed her gaze and blushed as her sister, Beta, another clone of Elisabet, stepped forward to join the two of them at the lab table. Tilda smiled affectionately as she brushed her short hair behind her ear, the girl nuzzling against her fingers as they brushed her cheek, familiar adoration as they leaned in and shared a sensual kiss with each other.
This wasn’t the first time Tilda and Beta had enjoyed each other’s company. Tilda would open a private data channel for the girl during her “training” on the space flight back to Earth, a recreation of her private residence here on the planet. She would show her her art collection, give the young girl something more than the technical specs the other Zeniths would force her to study. They would talk. And more often than Tilda would admit, she would bring the girl into her embrace, into her sanctuary, into her bed within that private data channel and the two of them would share something beyond her studies. You see, before she discovered Aloy Beta was the closest thing to her Elisabet she could find. So she willingly invited the girl into her world and hoped a part of her existed within. She had her intelligence but she hadn’t been given the chance to grow into the woman she could become. Tilda longed to give her that chance, to see her blossom, to see Elisabet grow until she had her back. But she cling to this fragment all the same and the two of them shared many hours of passion in that data channel out of sight of the other despicable Zeniths. It took a long time for Beta to come to love Tilda the way she adored her, and it pained her greatly to cut her off so suddenly for fear of discovery.
But now she was here and they were together again, and with her sister alongside them. Aloy watched in curious fascination as Tilda embraced Beta warmly, watching her sister crave her touch as she willingly peeled off her clothes and climbed onto the table to join them. The two clones looked at each other and blushed nervously, their eyes briefly admiring each other’s naked body before turning their attention to the older woman admiring them both. Together they indulged the former Zenith and pleasured her body, each taking a breast to play with suckling her nipples. Tilda sighed as she watched both girls enjoy her, stroking both of them opening her legs so their hands could rub her and penetrated her together. Despite being born light years apart the two of them became an incredible team as they worked together to bring the sexy blonde woman to orgasm. She returned the favor in kind, taking turns to kiss and pleasure them before dragging them both onto their backs side by side so she could finger them simultaneously. They writhed and squirmed like children moaning frantically beneath her touch, their arms flailing about needing something to hold onto as they cam over and over together. Their heavy laden eyes met as they panted from the shared climax, their hands falling on each other as they collapsed from exhaustion. Tilda got to watch as the two sisters shared a silent intimate moment before looking up at her giggling. She pulled them up to their feet and embraced them both, holding them close as they purred against her body.
Then her eyes looked up and found her true love walking towards her. Elisabet Sobek cast off her clothes and strode to join her, casting a proud look at her clones, her children, stroking their cheeks as they watched her approach. Tilda was lost for words as the dazzling woman stood in front of her, adoration and desire in her eyes as they met intimately. She had so much she wanted so say as the woman stepped closer, her hand coming to her lips silencing her as she leaned in to kiss her again. Tilda melted as her lover, and her two children, gave her the love and adoration she had craved for over a hundred years.
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“Tilda?” Aloy’s voice called, snapping the Zenith out of her holo fantasy as she quickly closed it down and turned around to address the Nora girl. “We’re almost ready. You good?” She asked her inquisitively.
“I’ll be ready, don’t you worry” she assured her. Aloy nodded, a brief look of suspicion crossing her expression before she turned and left the lab.
Tilda let out a resigned sigh as she watched the real Aloy leave her. She knew it was wrong to use her likeness in her in built VR experiences to satisfy an unhealthy obsession but she could help herself, Just like she had with Beta. While the poor girl was admiring her art in the Data Channel she was privately indulging her own desires even after she was forced to cut her off. The fact the pair of them looked like Elisabet was bad enough, but they shared enough of her personality it made it difficult to ignore how much she wanted them both.
Hopefully when all this was over, she wouldn’t need the VR programs any longer.
Arbiter2991 Fri 06 Oct 2023 06:12PM UTC
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