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Revelations by IndigoNeko
Chapter 21 – Lessons in Lust
Saturday, May 30th, 2015
Alex rubbed her eyes, sitting naked on the edge of her bed next to her best friend Lizzy. Both of the two cubs were more than a little stressed out with the events of today. The tiger cub grabbed a tissue from the nightstand and blew her nose, tossing it in the wastebasket. Feeling a little better, she bent over to grab her dirty laundry and chucked it at the laundry hamper next to her closet, which was already overflowing with towels and stuff from earlier. After picking up her crutches from next to the nightstand, she hobbled across the room to her dresser and pulled out her pink and white hello kitty pajamas and a pair of panties.
Ready for their shower, Alex swung her way back across the room to the hallway and into her bathroom. Lizzy followed close behind, the little stoat-hybrid carrying a white nightgown she’d pulled from her backpack full of sleepover supplies. Lizzy closed the bathroom door behind them and started running the water while Alex grabbed the plastic leg cover off the counter. The rubber gasket around the top didn't want to go around the cast on her broken leg, so she sat down on the toilet, struggling with it while Lizzy got the temperature right.
“Do you want help with that?” Lizzy asked upon realizing what Alex was doing.
“Grr... Yes, please.” Alex said, nearly at wits end. Just struggling with putting the blasted cover over her cast was enough to make her start tearing up again. It had been a long and tumultuous day.
Lizzy sat down in front of Alex, taking the plastic cover and sliding it around Alex's cast, struggling a bit with getting the rubber gasket around the tiger’s ankle. It took a few grunts of effort, but eventually they got it on. The shower had finally heated up also and fog was starting to condense on the bathroom mirror.
Lizzy stood up and slipped into the shower, feeling somewhat awkward. The little stoat hadn't taken a shower with someone in years. She watched as Lexi sat down on the edge, then swung a leg over the edge of the bathtub before standing up, holding onto the clear plastic bars along the inside of the shower wall. Lizzy sighed as warm water began to soak into her fur, washing away the faint smell of chlorine that clung to it from when she’d gone swimming earlier. She ran her paws over her face, turned around a few times to make sure she was wet all over, then stuck one paw under the shampoo dispenser and pressed the button.
Both of them spent a few moments in relative silence as they washed their pelts with shampoo, at least until Lizzy saw Alex start washing between the legs. She'd never seen how a boy cleaned their parts. Alex wasn’t exactly a boy, but she did have boy parts, being a hermaphrodite.
“Lexi?” the little stoat quietly asked, getting her friend’s attention.
“Hmm?” The tigress asked, glancing up.
“How... umm... How do you clean your boy parts? I mean, you've got a sheath, so...how do you...?” the little stoat asked, her voice trailing off.
“Oh. I... uh... well, I usually put some soap on my finger, then stick my finger in my sheath and move my finger around in a circle near the bottom, then rinse it out with the shower head. Sometimes my penis comes out, which makes it easier. When that happens I just pull my sheath down and rub some soap on my penis,” Alex explained.
“Can you... can you show me?”
Alex blinked. “Ooo-kay...”
“That's not... weird... is it?” Elizabeth asked awkwardly. “I was just curious.”
“No, I guess it’s not. I just... I don't think about it is all,” the tiger cub said. “I mean, I do it all the time so it's normal to me. I just never thought of it as something that was... well... that it's something you'd never seen before,” she said with a shrug.
“Nope, I’ve never seen it,” Elizabeth said. “Mother used to bath me when I was a kit, and mother and father take separate showers. I’ve never seen him take one.”
“Oh... well...” Alex held onto one of the support bars and hopped on one leg, turning in place, so that they were facing. Then she put a dab of soap from the dispenser on one fingertip.
“You’ve got to be careful and make sure your claws are dull. Anyway, you stick a claw down the little hole at the tip of the sheath and tug it away from your belly to open it up,” the tiger-cub said, demonstrating. That revealed an inch-wide gap that her penis was hiding in. “Then you stick your finger with the soap in down one side, between the sheath and the penis, until you reach the bottom. Then you rub in a circle around the penis, along the bottom.”
“Wait,” Lizzy said just as Lexi was about to stick her finger in it. “Can I try?”
Alex raised an eyebrow. “Uhh... sure, I guess, if your claws are dull. Just be careful not to press too hard, and go slow. It's sensitive.”
“Yep, they’re dull,” the little stoat said, holding her fingers up to show. “I know it's sensitive. Also soft and stretchy. Well, father’s is anyway.”
Alex let go with her thumb-claw and rinsed her finger off in the shower stream, then pushed her hips out a bit so that Lizzy could reach it easier.
Lizzy bent over, inspecting Alex’s sheath. Then she stuck one claw in the tip and pulled it out a bit, watching it turn from a tiny hole into a long slit. She'd have thought that Lexi's penis would be showing by now, but it wasn't. Perhaps penises didn't like showers, she thought to herself. That would explain why Lexi had to stick her finger down in it to get it clean.
Lizzy let go and the sheath popped back, closing up again. She blinked. Soooo weird. She put a drop of soap on her index finger, then used another claw to pull it open again. She wiggled her index finger against the slit for a moment before it popped in. It was warm and squishy inside, kind of like the inside of her flower. She pushed in further, until her finger slid past something small and firm, almost hard. That was Lexi’s penis, she realized, and Lexi definitely had a baculum. She slowly pushed her finger past it, going down another two inches. Her entire finger was down inside, all the way up to the webbing. She pushed a little more, wondering if it would go any further.
“Stop,” Alex said. “That's the end. Now just rub it in a circle.”
Lizzy started moving her finger up and down.
“No, not like that. Like this,” Alex gestured, pointing towards the floor and moving her finger around horizontally.
“Oooohhh...I see,” she said, taking hold of a grab bar and kneeling on the floor of the tub before mimicking the motion. Lizzy was fascinated, feeling how the penis seemed to keep moving around between her finger and inside of the sheath. It was really weird, like putting her finger inside Mother's vagina, if mother had a pencil inside her.
Alex was beginning to feel that strange tingle in her balls again as Lizzy continued to clean inside her sheath, much, much more thoroughly than Alex normally did.
By the time she'd run her finger around a few times, Lizzy realized that Alex's penis was starting to swell. It was getting kind of difficult to move her finger around, but she didn't want to stop. Then she saw the tip of Alex's penis poking out of the sheath, bumping against her knuckles.
“Oooh, that feels...strange,” Alex commented, thrusting her hips out a bit further.
“Does it feel good?” the little stoat asked.
“Yessss...” Alex said, sucking in her breath. “Don't...stop.”
“Okaaay...” Lizzy said. It was really weird, feeling Alex's penis rub against the webbing of her finger. It was getting kind of awkward as it kept poking further and further out of the sheath.
Suddenly Alex's hips flexed, and her penis swelled up much further. “Ow, ow, ow! Pull it out, quick!” she said as the pressure in her sheath became painful.
“Eeek! My finger's trapped, I can't!” Elizabeth said, panicking.
“Pull the sheath down,” Alex said, trying to reach under Lexi's paws. “Quick!”
Lizzy grabbed the loose flesh just above the tiger’s balls and tugged.
“OW! Not that low... just below... Aaaahh,” Alex sighed in relief as the tip of Lizzy's finger popped out and a tide of tiny soap bubbles spilled down as Alex's penis extended to it's full five and a half inches.
“Your sheath tried to eat my finger!” Lizzy said indignantly.
“Yeah, well you... you... nevermind,” the tiger said, unable to come up with a comeback. “That felt good, actually. I mean, until you got stuck.”
“Well, it's out now. How do you clean it when it's out?” Lizzy said, wrapping one paw around it. “Like this?” she asked, moving her paw up and down.
Alex grabbed the plastic bars again as her knees went weak. “Oh God. No, not like that... but, don't stop. That feels so good.”
Lizzy smiled, knowing she was making Lexi feel really good. This was what she did for her father to make him feel good, only with coconut oil. She wanted to lick Alex's penis, but she knew soap didn't taste good. Then again, it probably wasn't nearly as disgusting as that silicon lube she'd tasted earlier. That had left a foul aftertaste in her mouth that lasted until dinner.
The little stoat continued to pump her paw up and down, looking up at Lexi’s face. The tigress had her eyes closed and mouth open, fur plastered to her skin as water poured over them. Suddenly Lizzy remembered Lexi’s other parts and quickly rinsed her other paw off, getting a dab of soap from the dispenser. She might as well clean the hermaphrodite’s other parts while she was down here. She licked her lips, then reached under Lexi’s fuzzy pouch, feeling for her flower.
Lexi’s hips jerked again when she found it, rubbing her finger-pad gently over the lightly-furred outer lips. She quickly rubbed the soap into a lather, spreading it all around, from just behind Lexi’s balls and the button at the front all the way to the back where her slit ended. She knew how much soap could sting if it went inside though, so she gently parted it, careful not to stick her finger upwards, and ran it between each crease, careful to get every little part and making sure Lexi's flower was clean as it could be.
“Lizzy? I... I think... I'm going... to squirt,” Alex said, gasping for breath as the pleasure became too great to bear.
“No, wait!” She said, pulling her hands away. “I want to taste it. Can you rinse the soap off? Please?”
Alex whimpered, turning and leaning against the side of the tub as she fumbled with the detachable shower head. It popped free with a click and she held it out over her boy-parts, spraying the soap away.
“Here, sexy kitty, I'll get it,” she said, taking the shower head from Lexi's paws. “I need to rinse off your flower as well.”
She took a few moments to spray Lexi's penis off, watching it bob and twitch almost of it's own accord. “Lift your balls up for me, m’kay?”
Alex did so, and Lizzy used one hand to spread the tiger’s flower apart, then rinsed it off. The feel of the water spraying on her flower was strange. She was extremely sensitive down there after Lizzy's overly-thorough cleaning job. Her penis throbbed, painfully hard now. When Lizzy had stopped just before she squirted, it had left her feeling... needy. She didn't even know how to describe it. She needed to squirt, and knew she could just wrap her paw around her penis. Just the faintest touch would be enough... but Lizzy wanted to taste it, so she couldn't.
“Lizzy, hurry!” the tiger-cub begged. “I'm trying not to squirt and it feels weird!”
“Okay! Hold on,” Lizzy said, setting the shower head on the floor. The little stoat leaned forward, taking the tip of Lexi's penis in her mouth, then suckled on it. Nothing happened for a few moments. Then she felt the tip swell up, and suddenly a jet of hot semen hit the back of her mouth. She lifted her tongue up a bit and felt it hit the top of her tongue. Lexi’s penis kept pulsing, filling her mouth with warm, sticky, semen. It tasted slightly different than earlier. Thicker and richer, slightly less salty and more sweet and spicy. She nursed the tip of Lexi's penis to make sure she hadn't missed any, then pulled back while swallowing it. “Yummy.”
Alex stood there, panting and staring down at the tiny stoat kneeling in front of her. “Thank you. Do you want me to wash you down there, now?”
“Nope! I can get it. It stings if you get soap up inside your vagina without a hymen,” the little stoat explained.
Alex looked indignant. “I'm careful.”
“I know you are, but I've accidentally done it myself so many times that I learned exactly how to do it,” she said as she stood up and took a dab of soap from the dispenser with one hand. She spread herself open with the other, quickly rubbing the soap around and between her labia. “Hand me the shower thing, please. You’ve gotta be quick when you do this.”
Alex bent down, careful of her cast, and picked the shower head up. She handed it to Lizzy, who quickly rinsed herself off. “The trick is to do it quickly, getting separate parts each time. You’ve gotta rinse yourself off real well each time before the soap goes inside,” she said as she handed Alex the shower head and repeated the process, making sure to get every nook and cranny. Then she took the shower head back and rinsed it off one more time. “All done.”
“But... I didn't get to make you feel good.” Alex said, sadly.
“Oh, silly kitty,” she giggled. “You can make me feel good after we get out, okay?”
“Okay,” Alex said, mollified.
“And why do you have these dispenser things instead of bottles?” Lizzy asked, pointing at them.
Alex shrugged. “I dunno.”
“They remind me of the ones in the school bathrooms. And I don't want to think about school bathrooms. Yuck,” she said with a shudder.
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By the time the two cubs had finished drying off, brushing their fur, and putting on their pajamas, Raenne had managed to pull herself back together and prepare two bowls of ice-cream. The tigress heard the two cubs giggling as they made their way downstairs and took the two bowls out of the refrigerator and set them on the table. She smiled, happy that the cubs were somewhat back to normal. This had been a rough day.
Both cubs went silent as they saw her sitting at the kitchen table, and Raenne felt her heart wrench. Perhaps they weren't totally back to normal. She smiled at them, trying to break the silence. “Hey you two. Here's your ice cream, as promised. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry, again. You're good kids,” she said as she stood up. Her daughter stood still as she walked over, knelt down and gave the tiger cub a hug. “I love you, kiddo.”
She kissed Alex on the cheek, then stood back up. “I'm not really feeling up for a workout tonight, so if you two don't have to stay downstairs if you don't want to.”
“Okay. Love you, mom,” Alex said quietly.
As Raenne walked out to the living room, the two cubs glanced at each other, then quickly sat down at the table, picking up their spoons and digging into the neapolitan ice cream.
David was sitting on the couch, watching television, when his wife stepped in. He looked up, asking “You okay, love?”
Raenne sat down next to him, leaning into him and resting her head on his shoulder. “I'm so sorry, love,” she said quietly. “I shouldn’t have slapped you, and I was too hard on the kids today. I was angry, and I didn't realize just how angry.”
David didn't know what to say, so he leaned back and wrapped his arm around her, holding her tight. He definitely knew how angry she'd been; his left cheek still ached. Personally, he thought she was more than justified for slapping him. She would have been fully justified in divorcing him and taking full custody of their daughter, he thought, trying to fight back tears at the thought.
“I'm sorry too, love,” he said after he managed to get his emotions back under control. “I failed you. In the worst possible way.”
Raenne lay against him, trying to enjoy this moment of closeness, but her mind kept reviewing the day’s events over and over. “I'm not feeling up to a workout tonight. I'll be up in our room, reading,” she said.
“Okay, love. I'll be up in an hour or two,” David replied.
Raenne pulled back, and his arm fell off her shoulders. She kissed him, then stood up and went upstairs.
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As the two cubs finished their ice-cream, Elizabeth leaned back, rubbing her tummy. “Yum. Strawberry is the best.”
“No way,” Alex replied. “Chocolate.”
Elizabeth stood up, picking up her bowl. “You keep saying that, but you always eat the strawberry first.”
“Okay, maybe it's not so bad,” the tiger-cub admitted. “But I still think chocolate's better.”
“Here, I'll get your bowl,” the little stoat said, picking up her friend’s empty bowl as well. “Your mom said we could go upstairs, and I want to play more of that game you showed me.”
“Okay,” Alex said, grabbing her crutches and hobbling out into the hallway.
Elizabeth took the dishes into the kitchen and rinsed them out, leaving them in the sink. Then she bounced out into the hallway, joining Alex on their way upstairs.
A few moments later, the two of them walked into Alex’s bedroom. Lizzy sat down at the computer while Alex awkwardly dragged her work desk chair over. The little stoat started up Ori and the Blind Forest once again.
Lizzy explored the game’s beautiful landscape, zapping slimes, running under spiders, and jumping over thorn bushes. She gradually became better at figuring out how to solve puzzles by dragging blocks around and wall-jumping. Alex watched quietly, occasionally giving hints and pointing out secret areas. By the end of the hour, Lizzy was yawning, showing a mouthful of tiny, sharp teeth.
Alex was feeling tired herself. It had been a long day. “Maybe we should go to bed,” she said.
“Your mom said we could play as long as we wanted, though,” Elizabeth protested.
“You can keep playing. I'm super-tired though,” the tiger-cub said with a yawn.
The little stoat sighed. “Maybe you're right.”
With that, Elizabeth saved and quit the game, then pressed the power button on the computer and spun around on the computer chair. Both of them took a few moments to go to the bathroom and brush their teeth. Lizzy took a little longer; spending extra time gargling with mouthwash. When she got back, Alex was pushing her desk chair back across the room, hopping along behind it on one leg. Lizzy flipped off the overhead light and walked over to the closet, intending to pull out the Japanese futon that she normally used when she slept over.
“Lizzy?” Alex asked quietly.
“Yes?" she replied, pulling down the thin mattress.
“Do you...umm...do you want to sleep with me tonight? I mean, if we're dating...isn't that something that boyfriends and girlfriends do?”
Elizabeth paused, turning and looking back at Alex. “Aren't we supposed to go on a date before we do that?”
“I dunno,” the tiger-cub replied with a shrug. “I just know that boyfriends and girlfriends go on dates, and watch movies, and kiss each other, and sleep with each other. At least, that's what Maria and Estella said.”
“Aren't they dating those two boys in Mrs. Tully's fifth grade class?” Elizabeth asked, vaguely remembering hearing rumors about it.
“Uh-huh. José and Christoff,” Alex confirmed. She was friends with the two chinchillas, as well as a lot of the kids in her class.
“Well, I guess it doesn't matter if we sleep together first and then go on a date. But we need to go on a date to really be dating. And go to the movies. Do you think... maybe we could go on a date next weekend?” Elizabeth asked.
“Well, if Mom and Dad say yes, then of course,” Alex said, nodding.
“Yay!” the little stoat said, excitedly, bouncing in place.
“So are you going to sleep with me tonight?” the tiger-cub asked. “You won't need the futon if you do.”
Elizabeth pushed the thick mat back up on the shelf with a grunt of effort; it was really heavy for someone her size. Then she walked back out of the closet, nightgown twirling around her, and jumped onto Lexi's bed, bouncing a few times before pulling down the covers and crawling under them.
Alex used her crutches to swing over to the bed, standing them up against the wall behind the nightstand, and stood there for a second, frowning. “Umm, Lizzy?”
Lizzy poked her head out from under the covers, blinking.
“I... well... I normally only wear panties to bed. I only wore pajamas to bed so you wouldn't find out I'm a herm. Do you mind if I-?”
“If you don't wear them?" Lizzy interrupted with a giggle. “Nope! I don't wear anything to bed normally either.”
“Oh. Mom and Dad always told me that I couldn't run around the house naked, but they also said I didn’t have to wear anything to bed, so...” Alex trailed off, then grabbed her shirt and pulled it off.
“Mother and Father only let me be naked in their room,” Elizabeth said. “I have to wear a nightgown around the house at night. Do you mind if I don't wear anything to bed either?”
“Not at all,” Alex said as she tossed the pajamas towards the overflowing hamper. “I like seeing you naked. You're pretty. And sexy.”
Elizabeth practically quivered in place for a moment, then jumped out at Alex from under the covers, hugging her tightly.
“I like seeing you naked too, sexy kitty,” she said, kissing Alex on the lips. “I love you.”
Alex hugged her back. “I love you too, silly stoat,” she said, returning the kiss.
Elizabeth leaned back and quickly yanked off her nightgown, tossing it over to her backpack, then sat on the bed, happy to be free of clothes once again. Alex tugged down her pajama bottoms, turning around and sitting on the bed to pull them off her cast, trying not to snag them on the rough plaster. A moment later, the pants were also lying at the foot of the overfull hamper.
“You're not going to take off your panties?” Elizabeth asked.
“Nah. Too much work,” Alex replied, sitting down on the bed and scooting back against the pile of pillows near the headboard.
“That's what you said about putting them on earlier,” the little stoat pointed out.
“Well... it's true,” the tiger-cub said, defending herself.
“Fine. I'll take them off for you,” Elizabeth said, bouncing on the bed and crawling up towards Alex.
“No!” Alex said, scooting back further.
“What? But...why?” Elizabeth asked, puzzled.
“Because... I... I... I donwannatalkaboutit,” the tiger-cub mumbled.
“Wait, is it cause you... squirted last night?” the little stoat asked.
“How'd you know?!” Alex exclaimed.
“You told me about it this morning, silly kitty. Remember?” Elizabeth said, poking her friend in the side.
“Oh...right,” Alex said, looking miserable.
“It's okay if you want to leave your panties on,” Elizabeth said, trying to comfort the distraught feline.
Alex looked even more miserable. “No... I'll take them off.”
“But you don't want to take them off,” Elizabeth said, confused.
“No! I'm taking them off, okay,” Alex said stubbornly.
Elizabeth drew back a bit as Alex rolled onto her back and tugged them off, dragging them over her cast and then tossing them to join the pajamas.
“You didn't have to take them off,” Elizabeth said, feeling guilty now for pressuring her friend into doing something she didn’t want to do.
“Yes, I did. Big kids don't wet the bed, and I'm not going to wet the bed.”
“But it's not wetting the bed,” Elizabeth said, tilted her head. “It's involuntary nocturnal emissions.”
Alex blinked. “What?”
“It's involuntary nocturnal emissions,” Elizabeth repeated, enunciating clearly. “Father has them sometimes. They happen if you haven't ejaculated recently and you have a sexy dream. But you just squirted in the shower, so you're good. Right?”
“So if I don't... um... ejaculate before bed, I might have involuntary nocturnal emissions,” Alex said, using the unfamiliar words, “but if I do ejaculate, then I won't?”
“Yep,” Elizabeth said, nodding.
“Oooooohhh...” Alex replied.
“Feel better now?” Elizabeth asked.
“Yes,” Alex said, nodding decisively.
Elizabeth crawled under the covers next to the wall while Alex pushed herself away from the pile of pillows and slid in as well. Both of them grabbed pillows to rest their heads on and moved around a bit, getting comfortable. Alex reached over and turned off the light on the nightstand, and the room went dark.
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David slowly walked upstairs, his entire body still aching from his bout of hypothermia, still sick to his stomach over having cheated on his wife... with a pair of cubs, no less. Television hadn't helped to take his mind off it. Alcohol hadn't helped either. His mind kept returning over and over to the day's events. He still felt like complete and utter shit over what he'd done, but at least he didn't feel like killing himself anymore.
There were more than a few times throughout the past several hours that he'd contemplated ways that he could just end it all, despite his promise to Raenne. But he always got caught up short when he thought about what his death would do to Raenne and Alex. Where would that leave them? Raenne was right; killing himself would be the most hurtful thing he could ever do to her and Alex.
The light was off in the kids' room, so he walked over and opened the master bedroom door. The light was on, but Raenne... wasn't in it. He blinked, stepping in and glancing in the bathroom. Not there either... Then he caught a glimpse of her toes on the far side of the room, behind the dresser. What the hell? Fear and bile rose in his throat, and time seemed to slow. He walked towards her, feeling like he'd just fallen into a nightmare, dreading what he was afraid he might find. Blood and brains splattered on the wall behind her, her pistol lying on the floor...
As she came into view, his shoulders relaxed. She was sitting tucked in the tiny gap between the dresser and wall where he normally left his shoes, arms curled around her legs, head on her knees. He let out the breath he realized he'd been holding it in. He took a few deep breaths to steady himself, realizing that his heart was pounding... and that there was no way Raenne would ever commit suicide.
There was no way he'd be able to get her out of there without waking her, and he didn't want to wake her. After ten years of marriage, she no longer woke instantly with the slightest noise or touch, but she would still awaken if he moved her. With a sigh, he shook out the woolen blanket folded at the foot of the bed and draped it around her, as much as he could reach without moving the dresser.
He sighed, standing back up, and glanced at the bed. He didn't deserve that. Not after what he'd done. Turning off the lamp, he quietly closed the door behind him and walked back downstairs, rubbing his eyes and trying to clear them of the tears that threatened to spill down his cheeks.
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Elizabeth squirmed. The itch deep in her flower had come back, and she couldn't sleep, even with Lexi next to her, rumbling quietly. Lexi had nodded off a while ago but would still purr contentedly in her sleep for a few minutes every time Lizzy moved against her.
It was probably half an hour ago that she'd heard the quiet thumps of someone going up the stairs, followed by the sound of the master bedroom door opening. The door had closed a minute later, followed by more thumps from someone going down the stairs again. Time continued to pass, marked only by the faint whistling Lexi made every time she breathed out. Elizabeth wasn't counting though; counting only kept you awake.
Eventually Elizabeth sighed, rolling over and wrapping her arm around Lexi's chest. Lexi stopped purring for a moment, then began purring much more loudly. Lizzy lay there, breathing softly against Lexi's neck, letting the tiger’s spicy scent of cinnamon and basil fill her nose, mixed with the smell of shampoo and conditioner. It made her feel warm and safe. Kind of like Father's scent did. Still, it wasn't helping with the faint itch deep within her belly. Only one thing helped with that. Sadly, she couldn't let Lexi squirt in her, not without making babies. Her parents had warned her all about that, especially since they'd found out about Lexi being a hermaphrodite. She sighed in frustration.
For a moment, she wondered what it would be like having cubs with Lexi. Having her tummy swell for months and months, all culminating with hours of pain while she gave birth, pushing out a baby easily ten to twenty times as big as her fist. That was dangerous; having a baby could make you bleed, which might kill her. But if she lived then she would have a cute little tiger-stoat, or maybe even two. Except she'd have to nurse it, feed it, change it's diapers, deal with crying at all hours of the night and day for years, until it grew old enough to go to school. But it would be so cute, and she could live with Lexi forever and ever, until they got old, and God took them home. That would be worth it, if it didn't kill her. Was having a baby really that dangerous? She sighed. It wasn't fair. Neither was her stupid hormone problem. NOT FAIR.
The itch in her tummy had gotten even stronger, and it was driving her to distraction. She wondered if having sex with a condom would help with the itch, even just a little. That would be enough to get to sleep. She waited. And waited. But it didn't go away. Finally she gave up.
“Lexi?” she whispered softly. She waited for a few moments, but there was no response.
“Lexi?” She asked again slightly louder, then waited again. Still nothing.
She whimpered. The itch was unbearable. She ran her paw across Lexi's chest, feeling the soft fur sliding under her paw pads. “Lexi?” she asked louder, shaking Lexi a bit. The tiger-cub finally stopped purring. “Lexi? Are you awake now?” Elizabeth asked.
“Huh? Uh...yeah,” Alex said sleepily.
“I can't sleep,” Elizabeth said.
“Umm... Would warm milk help?” Alex asked. “It used to help me.”
“It might, but... umm... when I can't sleep, sometimes Father will mate with me, and that always works,” the little stoat explained.
“So... you want me to mate with you?” Alex asked, puzzled.
“Yes,” the little stoat nodded. “Please?”
“Um... Okay. Do we need towels and lube and stuff?” Alex asked, yawning and stretching.
“No,” Elizabeth said, shaking her head. “Just condoms. I think there's some still left over on the nightstand.”
Alex reached over and switched on the light on the nightstand. Lizzy jerked as she covered her eyes, sensitive to sudden bright lights. The tiger pushed the covers down to her waist, then used a foot to push it past her knees. Alex reached into one of the boxes of the condoms and pulled one out. She tried to tear the condom-wrapper open, but it wasn't giving, so she stuck it between her teeth and tugged. The foil tore open, spilling the condom onto her lap. That was when she realized that her penis wasn't coming out. Strange.
Elizabeth immediately saw the problem. “Here, you lick me while I lick you, kay? We don't have lube, so... um... try to get some saliva in my flower. It kinda works like lube does.”
Alex frowned at that; it sounded kind of gross. But she guessed it would work. Lizzy was already crawling over her, putting her legs around Alex's head and flicking her tail to the side. Lizzy's slit was pink and puffy, and had a faint metallic scent. Alex tipped her head forward, pushing her nose against it, then started licking, brushing the fur aside and slipping her tongue between the outer labia, then dipping it in and around, tickling the outside. It had a faint salty and musky taste to it, and a hint of sweetness like peaches. She licked up that faint flavor, then pulled her tongue back to wet it before pushing it into Lizzy's flower. She did that another half dozen times, even as she felt Lizzy squeeze her sheath. Lizzy's taste was much stronger inside, and she wanted more. Pushing her nose firmly up against Lizzy's butt and trying not to breath, she stuck her tongue as far in as she could, wiggling it around deep inside.
Lizzy gasped as Lexi's tongue went deep within her. Nearly as deep as father's penis could. She could feel it pushing all the way through her channel, only stopping once it reached the end: her cervix. Such a funny word. Father had managed to get past it... she knew there was a little tiny hole in it, which grew really big when a baby had to come out. Could Lexi get past it with her tongue? The thought made her shiver. She didn't think anyone's tongue was that long though, except maybe an anteater's. She leaned down, putting her face near Lexi's sheath as she rubbed it, trying to coax that wonderful penis out of hiding. She wondered to herself if she should stick her tongue in it. It wouldn't taste bad; she'd cleaned it out herself. Lexi was sticking that crazy tongue of hers all the way inside Lizzy’s flower, so it was only fair that she did the same with Lexi’s sheath.
Alex made a strange chirp at the feel of something warm and wet going down in her sheath. It was weird, but good. She relaxed, focusing on that strange, wonderful feeling, and ran her tongue up and down inside Lizzy’s flower. There was a tiny nub at the far end, with a tiny dip in it. She wondered what it felt like to have someone lick something that deep inside her. If only she didn't have a hymen to keep everything out, she’d have asked Lizzy to lick her like that.
Lizzy was pleasantly surprised at how little taste there was. Father's sheath was very musky, especially after a long day at work. But Lexi tasted clean, surprisingly so. She stuck her tongue further down inside, licking around in a circle, just like she had done with her finger earlier. She hoped she didn't get her tongue stuck; that would be awkward. It didn't take more than a few seconds before Lexi's penis started to come out, quickly swelling. She pulled her tongue out as Lexi’s penis grew large enough to suckle and wrapped her lips around it, nursing with gusto and swiping her tongue over, under, and all around it. She could feel it grow within her mouth and sucked more firmly, pulling it deeper into her mouth.
Alex sighed in pleasure as Lizzy wrapped her entire mouth around her boy-part. She returned her focus to what she was doing with her tongue. It seemed like there was a spot of richer, stronger flavor at the end of Lizzy's tunnel, and she continued to lap at it. Then she noticed that every time she ran the tip of her tongue over it, Lizzy's flower twitched around her tongue, clamping down on it. Did it feel good? She didn't know... but she knew Lizzy would say something if it didn't.
Lizzy felt her entire body twitch as Lexi ran that bristly tongue of hers over the hole in her cervix. It was the strangest mix of good and bad she'd ever felt. Intensely so. Like being zapped on a doorknob after rubbing your feet all over the carpet, and having an orgasm at the same time. Lexi did it again and again. Eventually it became too much. “Stop!”
Alex pulled her tongue all the way out. “I'm sorry!” she apologized. “I thought... maybe it would feel good.”
“It did... but it felt bad too. Very good and bad. Maybe... could you just use the soft part of your tongue?” Elizabeth asked.
“Um... Okay. I'll try,” Alex replied. She pushed her tongue back in, feeling it slide past the warm, wet walls of Lizzy's flower, and deeper inside until she touched the nub at the back. She curled the tip of her tongue in, and pushed the underside against it, softly stroking.
Lizzy sighed, giving a soft coo. It soothed the slight sting from a moment ago, and even made the itch fade a tiny bit. She went back to suckling on Lexi's penis until she was sure it was as stiff as it would get. Then she pulled back.
“Okay...Where'd you put that condom?”
Alex pulled back. “I...um...I don't know, actually.” She looked around for a moment, then ran her hands around the bed sheet. Something small and rubbery balled up under her paws as she ran them by her sides. She grabbed it. “Here it is,” she said, handing it to Lizzy.
Lizzy took the condom, peering at it, and picked a pair of hairs off of it. Then she turned it right-side-up and set it down over the head of Lexi's member, making sure there was a bit of a gap at the tip, and used her paws to roll down the sides until they were flush with Lexi's sheath.
“All done,” she said, rolling off and sitting up, then moving back to straddle Lexi's hips, facing her this time. It took her but a moment to position the tip of Alex's penis against her flower. She sat down, slowly taking Lexi's member inside. The tiny amount of lube the condom came with was woefully inadequate, making her wish she'd taken the time to get the bottle of lube from the bathroom. If it was in there.
She continued to shift her hips around and press down, feeling Lexi's penis slowly make it's way inside her, until she finally came to rest on Lexi's hips. She sighed with relief; it was just the right fit. Not too big, not too small. She bounced, and felt Lexi's tip barely tickle her cervix. Perfect. She lifted up a few inches and bounced back down. Then she leaned forward, laying down against Lexi's chest.
Alex panted with pleasure as Lizzy finally made it all the way down. She actually kind of preferred licking, but this was good too. Lizzy leaned down against her, laying on her chest. After a second, she realized how close Lizzy's face was. Alex couldn't resist... she leaned forward and licked Lizzy's nose.
“Eep! Stop! Silly kitty,” Lizzy giggled. Then she blinked and leaned forward again, kissing Lexi softly. Lexi smiled, returning the kiss. The little stoat sighed, feeling a tingle in her belly. She pushed herself up, locking her arms, and leaned down, just barely touching their lips together even as she began to slide back and forth, up and down over Lexi's wonderfully perfect penis. If only she could kiss her Father like this when they mated. She wasn't tall enough though.
Alex felt Lizzy's lips brush against her own, leaving them touching as the little stoat slowly rocked up and down. She felt... close. If she had known what the word meant, she’d have said it felt intimate. She gently pursed her lips against Lizzy's in a kiss that didn’t end. She could feel Lizzy's breath against her nose, just as Lizzy surely felt hers. Lizzy slowly moved her hips up and down, rubbing their parts together in the most delightful way. She kind of wanted to go faster, to jerk her hips until she squirted... but Lizzy was the one who needed this.
Lizzy slowly moved her hips back and forth over and over, delighting in tingles of pleasure that the slow pace brought with it. She could feel every bump on Lexi's penis, even the ripples from the condom, as they rubbed over the insides of her flower. Her lips felt strange, kissing for so long. Without even thinking about it, she ran her tongue over them, rubbing Lexi's as well.
Alex almost twitched at the ticklish feeling of Lizzy's tongue, and with a slight smile, did it herself, running her tongue over Lizzy's lips, brushing the tips of their tongues together. Lizzy giggled, and licked the tip of her tongue, smiling herself. Their tongues danced across each other’s lips.
Lizzy eventually pulled back. As fun as playing with their tongues was, the itch was still distracting her. She pushed back as far as she could. It wasn't quite enough. She wanted to feel the tip of Lexi’s penis against her cervix. “Lexi? Can you push your hips up a little? Please?”
“Uh-huh,” Alex said, clenching her butt and pushing up. Lizzy pushed back against her, and she felt the tip of her penis press against the nub at the end of Lizzy’s passage.
“Perfect,” Lizzy moaned. “Just like that.”
Alex held the position as Lizzy continued to rock back and forth, just barely bumping her tip against the very deepest parts of Lizzy's flower. Lizzy twitched slightly with every downward stroke, just as they touched.
“Mmmm... this feels so good,” Lizzy said, panting. “Father can touch my cervix like that too, but he's longer than you are and if he pushes too hard it'll go through. That feels really good too, but it also kinda hurts and it makes me sore the next day.”
“Is that what you meant when you said you can take your father all the way?” Alex asked quietly.
Lizzy nodded, feeling the tingling start deep within her flower. It was slowly building, and she knew this one would be a big one. “Yeah. I bet I could take your father all the way too. He's only that much longer than father,” she said, holding her fingers about two inches apart. “And the part above the cervix is where cubs grow, so it's stretchy.
“Ooohhh...That makes sense, I guess. Are you sure it wouldn't hurt?” Alex asked.
“Well, it might,” Elizabeth said with a shrug, starting to pant with exertion. “Also, I'm close.”
“I am too, I think,” Alex said.
Lizzy kept up the slow pace, pushing herself back until Lexi's tip just barely nudged her cervix with every stroke. The tingling continued to grow, spreading slowly from that one spot deep inside, stroke after stroke, until the tingling reached the opening of her flower. “I'm... I'm...” Lizzy started to say, then moaned as she reached orgasm. The tingling hit the front of her flower, that tiny button, her clitoris, and suddenly arced through to her navel and across her entire body. She pushed back hard as she started to shake uncontrollably as her loins began to clench hard around Lexi's member.
Alex felt her tip press firmly against the end of Lizzy's channel. She could feel the stoat’s cervix, as Lizzy called it, begin to twitch. Then the rest of Lizzy’s flower started squeezing. Alex was almost there too, just about to squirt, to ejaculate; she had to thrust.
Neither of them had realized that Alex had accidentally picked up one of her father’s larger condoms instead of her own. The tiger-cub pulled her hips down just as Elizabeth’s passage clenched, causing the oversized condom to slip halfway off Alex's spit-slick shaft. Alex slammed her hips back up, deep inside the smaller girl’s channel, bumping Elizabeth’s cervix one last time as her vagina clamped down around Alex’s shaft.
Alex's balls pulled up as semen began rushing down her shaft, squirting against the inside of the condom, far from the tip where it belonged. She continued to squirt over and over, her hips jerking up and down, smearing the warm white liquid all over the inside of the condom.
Elizabeth and Alex both continued to gasp for breath as the aftershocks of orgasm washed over them. Eventually it faded, leaving both of them dazed and exhausted. Elizabeth’s muscles gave out, leaving her laying atop Alex like a heavy fur blanket, gasping for breath.
“Thank you,” she mumbled quietly. “I love you, Lexi...”
“I love you too, Lizzy,” Alex whispered back. She closed her eyes for a moment, utterly exhausted, and took a deep breath. Her chest rumbled in a deep purr as she let her breath out, but she never knew it; she had already joined Elizabeth in the land of dreams.
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