A Restless Night
#2 of Footnotes of a Life
A Restless Night
Sarah's thoughts slowly stilled and her tears dried. When she felt that her ragged emotions had recovered enough she returned to the warm water of her shower letting it caress her body as it washed over her. As she washed herself, she paid particular attention to her back and pubic mound, trying to scrub away any lingering scents of her sexual exploits...and Jeremy from her flesh. Sarah felt a hollowness blossom within her as she gathered her Shampoo and scented oils before dressing and beginning the short walk home.
Why was she feeling like this? Losing one's virginity to someone who cared for you was supposed to be something special, a growing bond between the two lovers. But now all she felt was an emotional vacuum, a sense of loss and betrayal over Jeremy's abandonment of her. She let the memory creep back into her minds eye, it had been getting late and he DID live on the other side of town, so maybe he didn't just abandon her. Maybe he just wanted to get home before the curfew.
A growing bubble of hope began to fill the emptiness within her. Jeremy didn't just use her and then dump her; he just needed to get home before curfew. Mentally the girl began to feed the small flame, he was smiling kindly when he helped her up, and had given her a loving embrace and "kiss" before he left to go home. For the first time since her doubts and fears of Jeremy's integrity had cooled the warmth of her sexual afterglow she felt warm again. With a warm, giddy smile, Sarah made her way up to her room and began getting ready to lie down.
Turning from her hanging clothes Sarah caught her silhouette in closets mirror; Now that she was no longer a virgin did she look any different? More experienced maybe. Sexier? Cooler? She retrieved her solar lamp from the window and striped down before the mirror. She could see where Jeremy had bit her on the neck easy enough as the marks where already started to turn from her creamy colored skin tone to the ugly purplish black of bruises. Several raw agitated lines also marred the flesh on her back and legs from when he had rubbed his hands and claws along her flesh. Sarah moved closer to the mirror and reached down to spread her labia open and examine herself. Her vulva and vagina felt a little sore and bruised, but besides the oddly satisfying discomfort that still echoed within her and the small amount of blood that accumulated on her vestibule she didn't see any differences down there or the rest of her body.
Time crawled by after she laid down to sleep, she was tired, physically taxed from her love making with Jeremy and mentally worn from her emotion turmoil over Jeremy's behavior afterward, but the lingering doubts slithered through her, trying to douse the warm light of her hopeful dream. Finally, she got up and wrapped herself in her favorite robe before moving to her window, shrugging her shoulders into the quilted fuzzy white cloth as she curled up in the windowsill so that the fabric wouldn't trap and restrict her while sitting down.
Sarah looked out her window, gazing resting on the moon, letting her mind wandered and becoming lost in memories both old and new. The night sky was peaceful and calm and the girl could make out the lit domes of the Ahl* communities that pockmarked the moon's surface. She knew that the Ahl where once humans who had adapted to life in the low gravity of the moon and space in the long years following the End War. They came back to the earth nearly a hundred years ago reclaiming the ruins of the old cities for themselves, but it wasn't until twenty odd years ago that they opened their boarders to the new inhabitants of earth.
They claimed that at the climax of the End War humanity released its greatest weapons upon themselves and the augmented alike, scorching the earth and poisoning it so badly that they could not return until the planet healed. They had waited for nearly three hundred years for the toxins to diminish enough to return to their terrestrial home only to find that that humanity had survived and that they could no long survive planet side without environmental suits.
Her thoughts returned to the here and now when she heard her mother's playful laughter from the pool below. Sarah shifted and looked down, blushing when she saw her mother's naked form near the edge of their pool. What is she doing out there like that at this time of night? Suddenly her stepfather's furry form burst from water and her mother laughed again at the otter's playful antics. Victor bobbed near her mother briefly before he laid a webbed paw on her mother's stomach and leaned in to nuzzle her neck, his paw sliding along her smooth skin, past her navel and coming to a stop at her pubic mound. She had closed her eyes and arched her back into the sensual feel of Jeremy's fingers as he slowly, delicately traced his fingers down her back. Oh how she had relished the erotic feeling of her labia swelling with arousal and opening wetly as he turned his hands so that his fingers could play over her ribs before continuing to trace down her spine to her hips and pelvis.
Victor suddenly launched away from her mother, becoming invisible in the night-cast water as his body submerged below its surface. Olivia's lower body slowly drifted downward into the water as she spread herself for her lover and relaxed. She gasped throatily and reached behind her with both arms to brace herself against the pools wall. Slowly Victor surfaced, licking and nipping at her stomach a hundred times before coming to rest against Olivia's breast. Sarah saw her mother lower an arm to half embrace her stepfather before wrapping her legs around the otter's body, locking the lovers together. She had followed her instincts, to submit to Jeremy's sexual advances by reaching around and bring his muzzle to her vulnerable neck. With a growl the tiger had bite her before beginning a nipping, licking retreat from her neck to her spine and partway down her back. He slid his hands from her hips back up her flanks, the heels of his palms roughly rubbing against her ribs before coming to rest at her shoulders.
As she watched her parent's foreplay in the pool, memories of her recent sexual encounter with Jeremy began to cloud her mind and she felt her vulva tighten as her labia began to unfurl wetly with arousal. She scratches at her tingling crotch, but as her parent's foreplay became something else entirely, her fingers stayed at their position and the simple itch became a needful rubbing.
Victor suckled one of Olivia's breasts while kneading the other for an agonizingly long time before slowly working his way up to her neck. Victor must have bucked forward, penetrating his lover's petals because she moaned raggedly and returned her hand to the wall bracing her further against her lover's attentions. Jeremy had rammed his chest forward along her back with an animalistic growl before painfully driving his hands roughly down her flanks to grip tightly at her hips. She had tried to move away from the painful rake of his claws, calling out to him in discomfort if not outright pain, but he had bitten her harshly on the neck to dominate her, to silence her instead. Then he had thrust into her savagely, his penis feeling like a knife cutting her with a sharp joy as it drove deeply into her vagina.
Sarah stopped rubbing herself through the fabric of her pajamas and panties long enough to pull the garments down to her knees. Leaning back against the sill she huffed raggedly and began to caress and rub an aroused breast as she drove her fingers back into wet, wanting snatch. She had inhaled sharply, kneading her fingers and toes into the soft soil as Jeremy gentle ran his fingers along her sex, spreading her inner petals open. A euphoric bliss building within her, radiating out along her pelvis as spasms ran along her birth canal and womb. She shuddered involuntarily as he continued to tease and massage the petals of her sex, occasionally slipping a finger into her eager welcoming passage.
Jeremy pressed his muzzle forward between her spread thighs so that he could run his rough, rugged tongue from just below her anus, along her taint and into the folds of her vulva. He then started to softly caressed and nipped at her clit with his teeth and lips before covering the sensitive nub and sucking on it briefly before slowly, ever so slowly snaking his tongue back up her pussy, past her urethra, and entering her vagina slightly before curling his tongue along its ring.
After pulling, back to take a breath Jeremy had shoved his muzzle deeply back into her folds with a lustful hunger and begun to alternate between nipping and licking her aroused flesh. Moments later, she had clawed her fingers into the ground, screaming lustfully into the night air as her first orgasm burned through her almost painfully.
As Sarah masturbated to her memories of Jeremy's touch, her parent became more vigorous in their lovemaking. Sarah slowed her fingers administrations to her wanton pussy. The window fogged as she turned from her body to see what her parents where doing to cause so much water to be splashed about. She watch Victor's back arching so quickly that it looked like he was somehow rippling against her mother, they where close to the end, she knew it. Jeremy was no longer hesitating between his thrust into her and with an agonizing slowness the muscles of her vagina began relax, the painful cramping caused by their love making fading into a euphoric pressure along her pelvis and inner recesses. All too soon, his pace quickened and he was driving himself harder and harder into her.
Soon she found herself hard pressed to keep them from toppling over from the steady needful ramming where he no longer pulling back from her at all and with one last painfully powerful thrust of his twitching cock, Jeremy reached deeper within her quivering passage then he had ever been able to before. He roared as he ejaculated heavily into her, spraying his seed along her vaginal walls to pool against her cervix, in turn causing her herself to scream as another orgasm, stronger then the last, ripped through her.
Victor stopped thrusting suddenly and grunted, Olivia moaned throatily and they stayed connect for a few moments caught in their sexual afterglow and each other's warm embrace. Sarah herself whined pitifully as she arched her back and thrust her convulsing pussy against her fingers, her heavy scented sexual fluids spraying around her fingers and unto her inner thighs and the windowsill.
Sweaty and panting heavily Sarah looked down between her legs and her glistening pheromone laden emissions reflecting silvery in the moonlight. No more then a teaspoon worth of her sexual fluids could have escaped her folds, but it had made enough of a mess to warrant her grabbing a loose garment from her hamper to dry herself off and clean the windowsill. Before lying back down, suddenly feeling very tired, Sarah rubbed a few drops of scented oil into the garment to cover the scent of her arousal and sex, afraid that her father would catch the smell that was now trapped in the fabric and question her on the activities of her night.
Below, as Sarah drifted off to sleep, her parents climbed out of the pool, playfully petting and caressing each other in an expression of their love as they cleaned up from their activities, hoping that tonight's fun would bring another child into their lives. The otter stopped and began to scent the air, finally looking up to their eldest daughter's window as he zeroed in on the source of the aroused scent. Olivia noticed the Victor's distraction and took the time to wrap an arm around him in a loving embrace before dragging his muzzle to her lips for a kiss. Everything alright?
The otter purred before giving her a knowing smile and moved his hand to caress her check and gaze into her liquid brown eyes. Yeah, everything is fine. However, I think you're going to need to talk with "your" daughter tomorrow.
Olivia turned and looked up at Sarah's window. Oh...?
I think she saw us playing in the pool.
\ **Ahl* = Advanced Human Life.