A Weekend Apart, Together

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When a pair of lovers are kept apart by conflicting work schedules, it's portal panties to the rescue of both their libidos. :3


This story was written for Kemper as part of my Patreon request days for February 2020. It contains solo masturbation and M/F sex between consenting adults, partly in a public place. :3

A Weekend Apart, Together

Once again Kylani and Kemper had to endure another weekend without being able to see one another, thanks to their bosses being assholes who seemed determined to keep them both from getting laid via the most awkward scheduling possible. Thankfully though, due in large part to a particular gift which Kemper had given Kylani during one of their earlier weekends apart, this time round wasn't going to be quite as bad. No, they couldn't spend long evenings curled up together on the couch playing video games, watching movies and fucking or fooling around as the mood struck them. No they couldn't enjoy long mornings lounging in bed, exhausted thanks to how late they'd kept one another up the night before. But even though there were hundreds of miles separating them right now, they were intent on stealing every possible moment of intimacy that they could get.

'Any time, anywhere. I'll be ready.'

Kemper's cheeks flushed as he slipped into the restaurant restroom while glancing down at the screen of his phone and taking in Kylani's message once again. Ever since she'd sent it early that morning, he hadn't been able to stop thinking about it. Did she really mean any time? Did she really mean wherever he was, whatever he was doing... and whatever she might have been doing too? He felt like he should have texted her and asked, but at the same time if her words were to be taken at face value, part of why she'd said it as she had was to let him know that he didn't need to bother texting her. Hell, maybe she even wanted it to be a surprise. The sabretoothed male's cheeks flushed, and as he hung his suit jacket up on the peg of the cubicle's now locked door before sitting down on the closed lid of the toilet, he hefted his backpack onto his lap and opened it up.

Rooting around within, pushing his water bottle and tablet aside, Kemper soon drew forth what he was looking for. A black hockey-puck like object with a blue and orange symbol upon one side. He trembled in excitement, but before turning it on he unfastened his belt and pushed his trousers and underwear down around his calves, exposing his already stiffening cock. The sabretoothed feline glanced down in anticipation at his cock, and though this was one of those occasions where he was kind of cursing his partially canine heritage, seeing his shaft's knotted base but knowing that he couldn't make use of it at this time, he was still more than euphoric with the anticipation of what was about to happen.

Finally he turned the device on, and groaned under his breath as no sooner had the hockey-puck burst into life with a glowing light, a form emerged from its previously flat upper surface. An unmistakable form pushing out through the ring of glowing light which was the aperture of a high tech portal, and one which he knew now meant that Kylani had been literal in her meaning, and that she was indeed ready for him at any time of his choosing.

Wherever she was and whatever she was doing right now, Kylani was wearing her pair of portal panties, and now with the portal active Kemper was looking at not just a high tech, hyper-realistic fleshlight resting in his hand... but at Kylani's actual pussy, ready and waiting to let her lover make use of it for these few stolen minutes he had to spare.

Letting loose a soft growl of pure desire, Kemper's horniness and the awareness that in a few minutes his colleagues would probably start wondering what was taking him so long drove him to ignore any further nerves over Kylani's own preparedness. He guided the portal device down to his crotch, and let slip a deeper, more intense grunt of pleasure as he brushed the tip of his cock between the pussy's outer lips, feeling the unmistakable warmth and texture not just of real flesh, but of Kylani in particular, whose body he was privileged to know so intimately from many past experiences.

Slowly but steadily the male sabretooth pressed himself deeper into the device, marvelling at how before long his cock was deeper inside Kylani than the portal puck itself would have been able to contain, proving without a doubt its dimension-warping nature. The deeper he pushed himself, the more he could feel the pussy around him starting to respond. To squeeze, to clutch at him, and of course to grow damp with desire of its owner's very own. Kemper grinned as he wondered where Kylani was in that moment. If she was sitting at home, if she had been walking up the stairs when he first started to press into her, or hell, if she was out elsewhere in the world.

One last time her text message raced through his mind, and the sabretoothed cat licked his lips. He loved Kylani, and he trusted her implicitly. So, if she said that she would be ready... ready for anything he could give her, then anything, everything was exactly what he would give, for all the time he had to give it.

A loud, wet slurping rang out around the restaurant bathroom as Kemper began to fuck himself with the portal-based fleshlight, to plunge it down around the entire length of his cock before dragging it up to cover only his very tip, then pressing it down around him rapidly yet again. His free hand remained wrapped around the base of his cock, encircling his knot to keep it from slipping inside and risking locking them together when right then he didn't have the time to remain bound inside of Kylani, or indeed inside any individual part of her. One side benefit that positioning of his hand did offer though was the ability to tilt his digits just so in a way that let him tickle and tease at Kylani's clit each time he plunged the portal device down around his erection once again. He might have been limited in time and thus trying to make himself cum as fast as possible, but that didn't mean he was planning on stopping until he knew for certain that Kylani had cum too.

"Ohh god..."

He gasped as the harder he bounced the toy up and down upon his cock, the harder it squeezed him in return. The hotter, the wetter the incredible pussy around him became with each passing second, until Kemper could feel Kylani's desire trickling down over his throbbing knot, his fluffy sheath and the balls aching for release beneath them. With only a fraction of his attention listening out for someone coming into the bathroom to interrupt him the sabretoothed male devoted every other ounce of his willpower towards cumming in Kylani's pussy, and to that end he squeezed his eyes tight shut and thought about her; adding the imagined expressions upon her face and the sounds of her voice crying out in pleasure to the tangible sensations of her tight but slick, soaking wet pussy milking him with increasingly rapid and voraciously hungry spasms.

Kemper didn't know where the woman he loved and craved with such equal ferocity was in that moment, or what he had caught her in the midst of doing. The more frantic his pumping of the living fleshlight in his grasp however, and the more increasingly wild his associated fantasies as her juices soaked him and her walls milked him, the less Kemper really cared what Kylani had been doing so long as right here and now, she was enjoying herself just as much as he was.

*******

"Nnnhhhahh..."

Kylani tried to stay calm. She tried to act naturally as she stood behind her trolley at the grocery store, leaning on it for support to try and conceal the fact that her legs had been jelly for the best part of two minutes already. She had known this could happen. She had purposefully told Kemper that he could use the portal panties without warning whenever he wanted, and had worn them while out on her errands today specifically so this had a chance to happen. But, somehow the female sabretooth hadn't actually considered the fact that it might happen while she was in public, or so specifically when she was in a place this public, and this entirely lacking in any place to sit down and get out of the immediate public eye.

"Nnhhyesss... oohhgodfuck, f-fuuuhh..."

She gurgled, only to stifle the moans as another shopper walked past with a basket, thankfully peering down at a list in her other hand so preoccupied enough not to have glanced up and noticed the look of overwhelmed ecstasy on Kylani's face as Kemper's cock had twitched and started throbbing against her g-spot. Shakily, trying her very best not to look drunk and grateful to her lush fur for keeping the blush on her cheeks mostly invisible, Kylani staggered her way out of the fruit and veg aisle towards what she hoped would be a less occupied area of the large store. She felt a rush of juices from between her legs, and almost cried out in embarrassment at the expectation of her pale blue jeans being stained dark before realising that of course, her pussy was gushing elsewhere. Her juices were raining down over Kemper's crotch hundreds of miles away, just as his pre-cum was spurting out into her depths across that same substantial distance. Whether or not she was making her jeans visibly damp though, that didn't change the fact that her wetness was a sign of just how close she was getting to cumming. The feeling of Kemper's cock hammering into her over and over again combined with his fingers teasing her clit more than made up for his understandable lack of attempting to knot her, and as Kylani staggered into an almost entirely aisle filled with easter eggs a good two months before the date itself, she was glad of the lack of shoppers as her body started to shake and her face twisted more and more deliciously and overwhelmingly with pleasure.

Her head span, and as she felt herself hovering on the brink with Kemper throbbing and pounding away at her, Kylani wondered where he was in that moment. If he'd found a few minutes back at his hotel room, or if he was out somewhere else. In a restroom at some coffee shop or at the distant regional office he was visiting for this work-trip. His haste, his ferocity made her think he was on a time limit, but it could just be that he was that horny. It was Kemper after all, and if anyone out there had a libido to rival Kylani's own, it was the male sabretooth ploughing away at her right now. Closing her eyes, Kylani allowed for all of those images to rush through her mind at once. She breathed heavily. She felt her hips rocking back and forward even so slightly as she leaned against the grocery cart for support. She bit down on her lip with one pair of sabre-like fangs to hold back a wild scream of pleasure, and a moment later her whole body convulsed where it stood, legs remaining solid beneath her only by some divine miracle as hot ribbons of cum began to pump up into her, and from hundreds of miles away Kylani began to convulse, to cum in her own right, and to milk Kemper's cock through its own intense and all consuming orgasm.

*******

In the restroom, Kemper huffed and snarled as the first surge of his cum painted Kylani's innermost workings while he felt her ejaculate drumming hard at the back of the hand wrapped around his knot. He squeezed the bulbous cluster of nerves tightly within his grasp, and despite knowing how publicly exposed he was in that moment, he let loose a roar of pleasure as in the wake of that first streak of cum his climax seemed to go into overdrive, and to streak abundant ribbons of hot cum all over Kylani's insides as he kept bouncing the portal imbued living fleshlight up and down the straining length of his cock. For almost thirty seconds Kemper unloaded into Kylani, and by the time he stopped, she was still going, either experiencing a marathon orgasm of her own or already in the throes of a second peak. With a normal fleshlight of course the fun would have been over, but knowing that the pussy into which he had been plunging his cock was no mere facsimile meant that Kemper only had one option as he watched the pussy of the woman he loved spasming and dripping before his glazed eyes. He had to be back at the table soon. He'd already lingered in the bathroom more than long enough to make his colleagues no doubt think that he had some sort of bowel issues going on. But, right then and there there was one thing that he just had to do first.

*******

Kylani trembled, but gasped in relief as in the midst of her second consecutive climax, Kemper pulled out of her. She half wished he'd kept going, pounding her roughly right to the end, but she'd been so close to howling in ecstasy for the entire grocery store to hear that she was equally glad of the chance to come down more on her own terms. She panted, she sagged where she was standing as she felt an odd warmth wash over her pussy, like a sun-touched breeze.

"Ky?"

Her eyes bulged, and the sabretoothed cat's flushed face turned around just in time to see a grey mouse padding over towards her with a basket under one arm, laden with easter eggs.

"Cara... hi..."

Kylani panted, still trying to hide her lingering orgasmic bliss despite this mouse thankfully being someone close enough to her that she really didn't need to.

"You okay?"

The mouse giggled as she looked over the somewhat drained and dishevelled looking feline. Before Kylani could answer though, her eyes bulged, her body stiffened, and she slapped a hand over her muzzle to stifle a scream of Kemper's name. Cara didn't know what was happening of course, she didn't know why Kylani's eyes rolled back or why the sabretoothed woman fell to her knees with an obviously orgasmic gurgle of pleasure. But, as on the far side of the portal panties Kemper buried his face in Kylani's pussy and proceeded to eat her through the remainder of her pleasure, the mouse could only giggle and raise an eyebrow regardless of the reason as she watched her friend kneeling, panting, and shaking in blatant ecstasy.

"Whoa..."

Cara smirked as the sabretoothed feline looked up at her, then around the rest of the still thankfully unoccupied aisle in a mixture of bliss and humiliation.

"...so, a remote vibrator? Or, something even more fun than that?"

By Jeeves

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