Krris #12

Krris’ words of thanks continued as if in slow motion above her as Muz-Ra felt him stiffening. She felt a wetness that was not her own dribble across her nub like a tear for what could be. Could have been. Because she knew if she made this mistake, Krris and Ubergard’s relationship would be tainted forever, not to mention her own with Ubergard. She would have taken his virginity no matter how it was defined, and Ubergard would find out about that.

Her eyes misted up in an imitation of that tear. It was the hardest thing she had ever not done. All her life she’d spent in pursuit of this feeling. “If it feels good, do it!” was her motto. But not anymore. Some things are better left not done, she realized. For the first time in her life, she resisted the urge to take her lover inside her. With a quick shudder of resolution, she opened her eyes and looked into his.

When he saw the sadness in her eyes, Krris was suddenly confused. Such was the crude sensitivity of the male condition that he never realized how close he physically was to heaven and hell.

But her words came out with just the slightest quiver. “Just see to it she never does.” she croaked with emotion he didn’t understand.

“Now Krris, I want to feel your tongue.”

Krris extended his tongue for her to feel, not quite understanding.

She wasn’t sure how long her willpower could take the mounting pressure as she felt him beginning to throb against her clit, and she responded hastily, “No, silly! Get down there. Lick me you fool!” Her words reflected her normal lewd but good-natured humor; but the tone almost sounded angry to Krris.

Krris’ eyes grew wide. “Muz-Ra, that’s really getting physical don’t you think?”

Muz-Ra howled, knowing that true sex between them was less than a half inch away and getting closer with every heartbeat. Soon she would have no willpower left at all and would grab his ass and force that deliciously hard cock into herself. His recovery time was incredibly fast! But this damn Khajiit seemed to be ignorant of just how close he was.

“Fuck physical,” she croaked with too much emphasis, “You just exploded all over my face and boobs. Now I want your tongue on my clit, and I want it now. It’s time for payback, you lion. And you’d better be good too!”

“If you insist!” he laughed, sliding down towards her sex.

For an instant she felt the most intimate of physical connections as he slid downward between her legs and his glans passed directly over her most sensitive part. She shuddered as her muscles practically screamed for her to take him in. But the moment passed with him totally ignorant, and her willpower had been sufficient in the end. Barely.

She nearly came when he stopped on his way down to suckle at her tits. That was an unexpected but much appreciated liberty he took! His long whiskers tickled her as she felt his rough tongue play over her nipples, and she knew that it would take very little to send her over the edge once he made his way down to her bottom.

Surely a little oral release was due her, she thought when at last he softly applied his tongue to her down there. At least she deserved that much.

Krris was good. For an inexperienced male, he was very good. Muz-Ra did throw a few tips his way though. The rough tongue of a Khajiit, she knew, could be a blessing or a curse depending on how it was wielded. But Krris knew how to be gentle, if not talented. By the end of that night he had learned to wield it very well.

Even Muz-Ra learned that she could come to orgasm by the simple application of a happily purring Khajiit’s throat in the right location. Not all Khajiits purred, she knew. But this one did. And, at least in one way, Muz-Ra and Krris had kept their promise. They had not fucked. That they could honestly say, though only Muz-Ra ever knew how close a thing it had been. Beyond that, it was best to stay silent.

They fell asleep with Krris’ glistening face laying betwen Muz-Ra’s legs and using her most private area as a pillow – holding her, in a sense, as she had held him all through the previous nights.

Later on, his breath – slow and warm across her pussy along with his deep rumbling purr – aroused her late at night. She tried but failed to let him sleep while she rubbed herself, but he awoke at her movements and gratefully resumed his slow, catlike lapping further down her curve until she shuddered, gave him a happy satisfied smile and they both went back to sleep.

It had been, she later reflected with a bit of sadness, the most pleasurable night she had ever experienced without actually fucking. But she would never again touch Krris in a sexual way, and she would never know what it was to have him inside her.

But that came later. This night, she slept with a large purring male cat’s head nestled between her legs after having exhausted herself with orgasms, and it was damn nice.

Krris #11

Slowly his consciousness returned. Wonderfully slowly. When he opened his eyes, it felt like a lifetime had passed. She still held his balls, massaging them slowly and gently as he came back to awareness and realized he was still stroking himself as well, as if to wring the last bit of pleasure from his body and give it to her. He found he was afraid to look down though.

“Been a long voyage, sailor?” she asked from beneath him wetly.

Well, at least she still had her sense of humor, he thought.

“Sorry, Red. I couldn’t help myself.”

Muz-Ra laughed. “Of course you couldn’t. You’re male, silly. It’s in the nature of the beast, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. But do me a favor and give me that towel. Try as I might, I can’t get all this with my tongue.”

When she had cleaned herself off sufficiently, she sat back down and lazily sucked a finger clean, teasing Krris.

“Not exactly ‘no physical touch’ I guess,” Krris said sheepishly.

“No. I guess not. But I think we’re probably done here Krris.”

“Done?”

“Yes Krris. You obviously are over your infatuation. You threw that magazine away long before you came on me. No, that one was inspired by your lust for me, obviously. And what a ‘one’ it was! You must have a prostate the size of a grapefruit!”

“Just pent up I guess. Sorry abou…”

“Oh please Krris,” Muz-Ra said, climbing on top of him, “Stop being sorry and start loving yourself! I haven’t been splattered like that in ages! Bless the Jarl but he doesn’t have that in him. Of course, my regular visits don’t really let him build up anything like that either I guess. It was lovely, Krris. Gross and lovely at the same time. That pretty much describes the male condition, I think. But if you spend much more time with me, I will regret losing you to Ubergard. It’s time for her to take over.”

Krris looked at her with sad eyes. “You’re right Red… Muz-Ra. I could fall in love with you.”

“I know. Me too. We’d best prevent that.”

“I’ll remember these nights, Muz-Ra,” he said, taking the lead and swapping positions with her.

“Damn right you will!”

Kriss had gotten very comfortable with physical contact between the two by now. However, he couldn’t quite ignore feeling her wetness when he realized his soft manhood was now resting against her own warm sex. But he ignored it.

“Red, I’ll never forget you, you know. What you’ve done for me. And even if Ubergard never knows the details of what you’ve done for me – for us, she’ll always appreciate it anyway.”

Momentarily Muz-Ra closed her eyes, feeling the unexpected touch of his penis between her legs. She hadn’t reached her orgasm, and now he was so close. This was the moment she’d most feared. In the blink of an eye she saw it all. She knew she could re-awaken his arousal with a light touch at just the right place, and she knew damn well where that place was. Hell, he was already growing, his erection returning with a speed she’d never experienced before. The barest shift of her hips and he would be inside already. She could have him now, truly. He couldn’t stop himself. She could have him inside her and feel those powerful muscles pump her into paradise.

She would feel him pulse his love into her and collapse on top of her, pressing her breasts with his heaving weight as instinct would take over his body as well as her own. It would be an accident. Hell, he’d probably blame himself, self-deprecating bastard. This was the razor’s edge she had both feared and longed for, all realized in a heartbeat. And he was oblivious. It would be so easy. He would roar her name again, but this time she would feel it to her soul, and she would roar back.

Krris #10

“Yeah… that.”

“Well, don’t let me stop you! I’ve surely told you that enough times by now. Here – here’s a towel. Don’t worry, it’s been washed. Want any help from me?”

“I don’t think I can with you watching.”

“No? Oh, I think you can. You just don’t want to. More specifically you don’t want to let your body go all the way with someone else present. But that is sex Krris. Anything else is just self-gratification. Nothing wrong with that, but it’s not really sex. Sex is when you let yourself go with another. The specifics don’t matter, just that it’s shared.”

He noticed she had begun stroking him slowly.

“I want to, Red. Really I do.”

“I bet you do,” Muz-Ra laughed, feeling him stiffen more under her gentle massaging. “After that show I put on a couple nights ago, I bet you really really do want to! I’m surprised you lasted this long.”

“I’ll try, but it’s weird.”

“Here. I’ve got something here that may help.” Muz-Ra answered, turning over and reaching under the bed. Krris got an awfully good butt-shot view and he felt his cock jump at that.

He was definitely getting interested in Argonians! But what Muz-Ra brought back up was completely unexpected.

“A ‘TAILS’?” He asked, dumbfounded. “But I thought I burned them all.”

“You think you’re the only one that gets off on them big boy? I may like men, but I have fantasies too you know. Now here, take this and do your business. I’ll watch. But you have to stay here with me. We’re can enjoy it together.”

While the magazine wasn’t his, Krris did recognize the issue. It was one of his favorites in fact. He reflexively turned to the page he liked best. Yup, there was Udaran, in a bright red leotard. His hand reached for himself automatically, only to find someone else’s hand was already there.

“Let me… until the end. Then you can take over. I know you men do the end best yourself. I’ll play with other parts then.”

“You’re really not very shy, are you Red?”

The Argonian laughed. “No, Krris. Not very!”

She stroked him masterfully as he looked at the magazine, but despite that he found himself with a free hand. Realizing that, Muz-Ra took it and put it on her breast.

“Just imagine it’s someone else’s,” she said huskily, and it was then he noticed that her other hand had gone to pleasing herself.

“You… like Udaran too?”

“I like everybody. But I’m not looking at the magazine silly. I’m looking at you.”

“Oh! Do I turn you on?”

“Right now, kitten, you have me dripping!”

Krris smiled as he gently toyed with his friend’s breasts. He looked back at the magazine but soon his eyes were closed and he heard the soft moaning of Muz-Ra in his ear and felt her nipples harden and he pinched them a little. The positive feedback in her voice was unmistakable and he knew that the increased pace and intensity of her stroking of him was being perfectly matched by her own self-stimulation. That realization brought him near his peak, thinking about how their genitals were in tune by her hands.

Imagining that brought his mind directly to thoughts of her soft folds and cleft, the wet hand that held him the other night, the lascivious and completely lustful way she had bucked against her own hand as she rode her self-induced orgasm. His eyes opened and his mouth was panting. Muz-Ra was looking at his cock. Directly and without shame, she was getting off on masturbating him. It was too much. He hadn’t reached the top, but his body began to pulse and it had become an inevitable conclusion. He was about to come.

“Fuck it!” he yelled, unconsciously mimicking Muz-Ra’s cry of a few nights back. He got up on his knees, taking himself in hand and straddled the panting argonian beneath him. Her eyes had gone wide in lust and were staring at his cock which now dominated her view as he stroked himself above her.

He looked at her desperately with seconds remaining, but she smiled up at him between his legs while his balls bounced off her breasts. She gave him a reassuring nod and enveloped his balls in one wet hand as she switched hands to work herself with the other. When he felt those slick, wet, claw-tipped hands encircle his tightening balls, he pistoned furiously. Finally, he felt her tongue touch him and he was instantly over the edge. He closed his eyes and roared her name in ecstasy and lust as his passion reached it’s zenith and his seed shot forth.

“RED!” echoed through the soundproof room as his consciousness blinked out and he became a rutting beast and slave to his jerking hips.

Tails of the Khajiit

So in the next post (Krris #10) I needed a magazine to photoshop into a couple of screenshots for the story. So I did a bunch of shots of Udaran in this red leotard ( mod from http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/66790/? ) and did some photoshop work to make it into a fake magazine cover.

I spent way too much time on something that’s just going to be a little throwaway thing, but I got to thinking… What would it take to turn this into a REAL (fake) magazine? So I’d need a Letters to the Editor (with theoretically ‘real’ letters), a Forum (for bullshit sex stories), some articles with a few of the girls in them, with a foldout of Udaran as the featured Khajiit.

I’m seriously considering trying to do it after the Krris story is done!

Maybe I can get some people to send me “questions” or “stories” of their own to help me flesh it out. Seems like it might be a lot of fun! No nudity, but beyond that anything goes. I’m already thinking of how to write the articles I’ve featured on this cover.

Anyway, if you like the idea and have something you’d like to include in the ‘magazine’, you can send me anything you like at http://bdnsfw.tumblr.com and just MAYBE I can make this work to some extent! Wouldn’t a real Tails of the Khajiit magazine – (all complete bullshit of course) – be awesome?

Krris #9

“Oh my!” she said, turning around.

Krris was caught offguard. “Oh, I’m sorry. I…”

“You were looking at my ass. No, don’t deny it!”

Krris gulped, hard. “Well… yes. I was. It just looked so…” he admitted shamefully, letting the sentence hang.

She shrugged, put on her armor, and bent over again to get her boots while he stood there unsure of what to say and realizing that once again he was actually staring at her ass and he looked away quickly.

“And you’ve also got a boner the size of the Throat of the World,” she said, not looking at him.

He looked down and covered himself immediately.

“Maybe we shouldn’t take baths together anymore.”

Ubergard spun back and walked over to him menacingly. “And why the hell not? You think I mind you looking at me? You think I am upset that your cock gets hard looking at my ass? You, my friend, don’t know me very well apparently. Maybe you should.”

And with that, she dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth. For just a minute. Just a little tease. She rose shortly after and gave him a nuzzle under his chin – the equivalent of a kiss for Argonians as he understood it.

“Ubergard! You are a cock tease!” he laughed as she turned back to retrieve her weapon.

“Maybe so,” Ubergard smiled with one eye-ridge raised. “But you shouldn’t be so worried all the time. Not around me. And besides, yours is the only cock I tease.”

“Good point,” he agreed.

“You, my young apprentice, are getting very interesting to be around. Muz-Ra’s therapy is working.”

Krris felt his tail fluffing in embarrassment, but he put his own armor back on, taking care to adjust himself. "It is,“ he admitted with a shy smile.

That night, Muz-Ra just held him again. Though she was kind enough, he felt she was somehow more distant. When he tried ask her why, she assured him it was nothing. But when they snuggled together, either it was his imagination or she held him a little more firmly and pressed herself against him a little more solidly. Actually it felt even better. That night it was Krris that fell to sleep first.

However, by the fourth night, his body was losing patience with his newfound celibacy. It wanted release.

"Muz-Ra?” he asked as he got into bed.

“Yes Krris?”

“I… um… how do I put this. I think I want to…”

“Masturbate? You really have a problem with that word, don’t you?” she laughed.

Krris #8

Krris awoke, and realized Muz-Ra wasn’t with him and holding him. Apparently she had risen before him. He was a little surprised that he missed that, but the scent of her was still in the room and on his body, so he washed and dressed and went to breakfast where Muz-Ra and Ubergard were talking in quiet voices. He stopped just out of sight when he heard them, wondering what they were talking about.

He heard Muz-Ra’s voice, quiet but easily discernible.

“…not all of them. They have an awfully wide range of body types, you know.”

“So I’ve heard. But I thought that part was supposed to have some sort of spiky things.”

“Some do, some don’t. I think it’s just the unusual nature of those with them that gets all the rumors going. I prefer without myself, but I’m easily stimulated.”

“I like his. It’s cute. It makes me so…”

He decided this would be a good time to make his entrance before he heard too much. They turned to him with wide grins as he walked into the room and he couldn’t stop his tail from bushing out.

“Good morning Krris!” Ubergard greeted him happily.

That enthusiasm he didn’t expect. “Good morning Ubergard. Good morning Red.” Where’s everyone else?

Muz-Ra laughed. “Krris, it’s 11 o’clock! Cheetah and Udaran went to the Tails for a photo shoot. The others have gone into town long ago.”

“Eleven o’clock?! I’m so sorry Uber! I’ll go make the rounds right now!”

“Relax, Krris. I’ve already done it. I understand you were up late last night.”

Krris shot a worried look at Muz-Ra.

“Don’t worry Krris. I want and need no details. But I understand things are going well?”

“Yes, I think so anyway.”

“Red does too,” Ubergard said, nodding to Muz-Ra. “But I would like to get some weapons practice in. Are you up for some sparring again?”

“Definitely! Let’s go. I’m feeling a bit… aggressive. I should work that out.”

Later…

“So, have I worked out that aggressiveness you were talking about earlier?” Ubergard asked, standing over Krris as he lay flat on his back at her feet.

“Never!” he laughed, then winced. “But… maybe for now.”

She helped him get to his feet.

“Would you consider sharing a bath?”

It wasn’t the first time they had shared a bath after a particularly strenuous workout, but it had always been somewhat uncomfortable for him before. Now he found himself looking forward to a bath with this woman who regularly trounced him in their practices.

“Yes, please! It will help with healing the bruises.”

“You know I never hold back, Krris.”

“..and you know I’d never have it any other way. One day though.”

As they climbed the steps to the small pool by the lover’s tree outside, Krris found he couldn’t help but anticipate seeing Ubergard’s body again. Had he always been this interested in seeing her naked before?

“Aggressiveness has it’s place, Krris,” Ubergard was saying as she took off her boots, “But you need to moderate that with patience. You are already better than I am with a sword. I beat you only because I could count on you to make the first move.”

Krris followed her appreciatively as they stepped into the pool.

“Well, the size of your axe might have something to do with that too!” he protested.

“That’s tr…OH!!! Damn this never gets any easier!” Ubergard screeched as she lowered herself into the too-cool water.

“Plus, you never seem to get tired,” Krris went on, knowing full well that the temperature was doing him no favors in the maleness department and happy to get himself out of view.

“Oh, I get tired alright. I’ll need to tell you the story of my battle with Sampson sometime. He wore me out completely, and he’s a human!”

“How did he manage that?”

“Speed. Dodging. He used the weight of my axe against me. Every time I swung it, he would just waste my energy by getting out of it’s way. You try to parry my blows, and you should. But he was fast. He was completely out of my arc before I began. Then it was all I could do to reverse the swing and parry his return attack. And he did it in full armor mind you!”

“Do you think I could do that?”

“Not at this point, Krris. He’s got muscles like you wouldn’t believe. Don’t feel bad, you’ve not had his years of training. But you are smaller than he was too and that should make it easier for you.Tomorrow, let’s try with me as the aggressor. But instead of trying to parry my attacks, see if you can get out of the weapon’s range completely. It will be a good goal. We’ll keep with the light armor. That’ll help.”

“I’d really like to become a match for you someday.”

Ubergard smiled at him as she climbed out of the bath. “I’d like that too!”

Krris looked at her in confusion, then understood the unintended double entendre. “Oh! I’m working on it.”

Ubergard bent to pick up something underneath the bench when she heard him behind her. Turning around, she saw him looking at her. No, not her – he was staring straight at her ass with a look she’d not seen before. She’d never noticed him stealing glances like that before. She also noticed something else unusual… something unusually hard.

She laughed with joy inside, but put on a stern face before confronting him…

Krris #7

“Watch you? Watch you do what?”

“What do you think silly? Do you think only you people with penises do it to yourselves? Not so. The Jarl is gone to Solitude for a month and I’m horny as hell. I can’t fuck you, Krris, but I sure as hell can get myself off. After last night, I’m aching to. And I want you to watch.”

“You want me to watch you…”

“Masturbate Krris. There’s a word for it and you can say it. Yes, I do. It won’t bother me. Hell I’ll get off on having you watch honestly. But I also want you to understand that there is no shame in this. I’m a sexual being too, Krris, and my intimate friend isn’t available. So yeah, I masturbate. Because it feels damn good.”

And with that, Muz-Ra closed her eyes and her thoughts turned to lust as she let herself go. Krris watched, fascinated. He hadn’t known women did this, but the practiced fingers that Muz-Ra demonstrated proved otherwise. For a little while, he felt like some naughty voyeur, watching her. But then Muz-Ra’s eyes opened and locked on his as she continued. Her mouth parted as she took in husky breaths, but when he moved closer, she held up a somewhat wet finger and wagged it at him.

“No no no. We (huff) mustn’t go over the line. (huff) Keep your hands to yourself. But… (huff) if you want to use your hands on yourself, (huff) be my guest!”

Then she resumed her own stimulation.

Krris looked down at himself. It was standing like a little sword! But as her breaths became faster and more pronounced, he found he couldn’t look away from her.

At last, as her peak came she screamed, “Oh fuck it!” and she grabbed his hand, forcing it over her breast as her own hand shot back to where it had been to bring her over the edge. He needed no prompting but smiled and kneaded her breasts as she rode the waves back to earth. He knew when she needed his stimulation no longer, but he kept his hand cupped over her breast anyway, feeling the border where the scales yielded to the areola and nipple as her breathing returned to normal.

They lay together side by side for a whiile as she calmed down.

“Do… do you think Ubergard does that too?” Krris ventured.

Muz-Ra turned her head to look at him. “Does a bear shit in the woods? (huff) Yes, Krris. Ubergard does that too. Well, probably not as expertly as I do, but I’m sure she manages somehow. Nothing for you tonight?”

Krris looked at her quizzically. “Nothing for me? What do you mean?”

“You can too, you know. If you want. No pressure.”

“Oh. No, I don’t think I’m ready for that yet. But…”

“… the desire is there? Good. That’s enough. And I notice you’re not exactly soft either. Very good. Your body will demand it in time, Krris. Don’t be alone when it does. Let me share it with you. Like you shared mine tonight.”

“You know, you said I shouldn’t touch you, Red.”

Muz-Ra smiled up at him, her legs still splayed obscenely apart. “I lied again I guess. Hey, I’m only flesh and blood. But really, no matter what I say, be my strength there if I get too wild. If we fuck, it will hurt Ubergard and the Jarl too. I don’t want to do that. But I do lose control sometimes. Don’t let me do anything I’ll regret.”

“You want me to be the voice of moderation here?” Krris asked. “You’re the doctor!”

“A doctor wouldn’t have done that. I’m no doctor. I’m just a horny friend of yours, who gets carried away sometimes. But I don’t want to hurt anyone, Krris. I want to help you. It’s a fine line we walk. We need to be careful.”

“Okay, but remember, I’m just a horny male too. I do think this is going to work, but at some point, I’m going to need some restraint too.”

“We’ll help each other,” Muz-Ra said, shaking his hand in a pact. A wet hand he couldn’t help but notice.

They lay down to go to sleep, with Muz-Ra snuggling up to Krris, her hand resuming it’s warm grip on him below his balls as he tried to relax and stop thinking of what he just saw.

“You’re hard,” she commented lazily and wiggled him around a bit. “If you feel the need, don’t let me stop you. Goodnight Krris.”

“Goodnight Red.”

Of course he couldn’t sleep. And he couldn’t help but notice that the hand that held him was wet too. Even his own hand held the gentle scent of Muz-Ra’s passion. He wondered if she’d done that on purpose. She was crafty like that. It wasn’t long before the Argonian was once again breathing deeply in a sound sleep beside him, but it was quite a while before he managed to join her.

Eventually he dreamed, not of Udaran, but of someone far less furry. Her scent was all around him, yet her face wasn’t visible. But he hugged her tightly to himself. It was a good dream.