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“If you want to, I guess we— ee!” Jade stopped speaking with a surprised exclamation. With a whirl, she found herself against the slippery shower wall where Ardol had stood, her cheek pressed to the tile. Behind her, Ardol knelt, rubbing her thighs and kissing her back and hips—and her bottom.
“What are you doing?” Jade half-giggled, half-gasped.
“You don’t have a tail!”
“Well, I know that!” She rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t help but smile at the childish delight in her voice.
“Your skin is so smooth. And these are so soft. Almost as soft as your breasts,” Ardol enthused, squeezing her buttocks, one cheek in each massive paw.
“And that’s a turn-on, hmm?”
In answer, Ardol parted her cheeks and pressed his long, strong tongue through her slippery folds and into her entrance.
“Oh, God.” So good. Her insides instantly clenched.
“Not the right name,” Ardol purred, and his tongue slipped back inside, buzzing against her again. In the next second, it was swiping from her clit to her backdoor, and back again. No part of her was off-limits to his hungry mouth, and each lap of her sensitive flesh only seemed to excite him more.
“Ardol,” she mewled as his paws kneaded and his mouth continued to dance against her.
His paw slid between her thighs, and his padded digit carefully nudged her clit in firm circles. “You seemed to like my tongue making this motion. How does this feel?”
Like any second she would beg him to replace his tongue with his cock and let her squeeze on that instead.
No. No, no. That’s... That’s too much too soon. Isn’t it?
His tongue doesn’t hurt when it’s inside.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry, my love.”
Jade reached down and grabbed his wrist. “Claws stay in, okay?”
“Okay.”
They were breathless together, breathing in steam and sex as he thrust his tongue in deep and worried her clit under his paw. Jade felt her walls constricting, desperate for a pressure she thought she’d never crave.
I want him in me.
But not now. Not when we have to rush and spend the day meeting new people.
“What’s wrong? You’re making these pained, needy sounds.” Ardol stopped licking to speak.
“It’s nothing. Nothing for now. It just feels so good when you fuck me with your tongue. Almost makes me want something a little firmer,” she hinted. He’d understand. Maybe he’d insist on granting her request, rising behind her, sliding his thick, long cock into her as she writhed in a combination of discomfort and pleasure.
Her mind spiraled and shut down. Old images popped into her mind’s eye, clients standing over her or behind her with squelching bottles of lube, telling her to relax before working in toys that were far beyond the average size.
“You want... something inside?” Ardol stroked her back and kissed her thigh.
“I... I don’t know. No. I don’t know.” I feel safe with Ardol, but unsafe with memories.
“Would this help?” Ardol stood behind her, and Jade almost screamed for him to wait—until she realized he was pressing his thinner, flexible tail between her legs. It rubbed gently along her outer lips without going inside.
Jade turned, forcing herself out of his kneading grasp. He instantly stepped back. “Did you just offer me your tail?”
“Um. Yes. But in my defense, it’s thin, soft, and flexible.” He took another step back, voice uncharacteristically high.
“You were going to let me fuck your tail?” she reiterated slowly.
“I mean... It wasn’t doing anything useful at the time. I might as well offer it to my wife for her pleasure. Or not. I’m leaning toward ‘or not’ at the moment.” Ardol was now against the opposite wall of the shower, this one being a frosted bioglass door.
