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whycantistop : The club was bouncing! The rainbow lights were flashing in their random patterns to the club music, furs of all kinds were out on the floor, shaking their stuff, bumping and grinding, making a wonderous humid heat as they danced and sweat, cheering with the changing beats. It was quite the scene! But Syria wasn't in with that crowd, she was hiding up in the bar, on a stool by herself, just trying to keep herself from crawling into a corner and hiding from the crowd she was deep-down afraid of. porterjoe(Joynx!) : Sona bounced and ground with the best of them, relishing the frantic sensations of the beat as it rushed through her with glistening thumps of electronic cadence. She couldn't help but chuckle as she weaved in and out among the dancers, swaying her hips as her short skirt bounced enticingly for any who dared to shoot a glance her way. But the tolls of her exertions were wearing on her, and so with a need to refresh herself before resuming in the writhing pit of furred bodies; she wound her way off of the dance floor and to the counter with her long, thick tail bumping encouragingly along the thighs of those she passed, "Scotch, neat!" she shouted over the blaring music to the bartender as she approached the counter, heaving in the cooler air afforded by the less crowded area. whycantistop : Syria stirred her first drink with her finger, a weak margarita that she had only taken a few sips of yet. Liquid courage they say, but it didn't seem to be doing much tonight yet. She didn't even look up when the bartender walked by to freshen her drink. But she really was trying to get herself to open up some. She turned around just in time to catch the blur and hear the voice of a beautiful being stroll by, feeling the brush of a fuzzy tail across her knees, having to double-take to take in the view of the spotted cat seated a few seats down from her, breathing hard from being in the crowd, no doubt. Gods, she was beautiful! Syria almost felt jealous at the glistening fur and beautiful spots. It was just then that she realized that she was staring, much less staring at another woman! She cleared her throat, picking up her drink and forcing herself to take a gulp of it, to try and focus on something else, maybe the heat of the alcohol, maybe the crowd... something other than her... porterjoe(Joynx!) : Having accidentally knocked her tail against one of the other patrons, Sona thought it only polite to at least glance over to see who she had jostled. She gave a wide grin to pretty little thing next to her, sidling into a seat and thinking that the dance floor could wait at least one drink, "Sorry about that, sweetie. I just get into the music too much sometimes," She murrs softly with her quickly-served drink in her paw, "You aren't offended, I hope?" she tilts her head watching the fellow club-goer take a sip of her margarita. whycantistop :

"O-offended? Oh no, it's quite alright, just a brush. Not like you n-knocked me down or anything." Syria says, chuckling sheepishly before taking another drink of her margarita, smacking her lips a bit from the sweetness before setting it down. "I thought I s-saw you dancing down there, you stand out pretty well in a crowd..." Why was she stuttering? She never stuttered! Not even on the phone, with the bank! Her feet were gently tapping the floor with the music as she tried to relax, but it was tough for some reason. The room seemed so warm, but her skin felt cold. She hadn't realized it, but her nipples were now very gently starting to form bumps on the front of her shirt... porterjoe(Joynx!) : The snow leopard sucked in her lips to stop the coo threatening to break through her lips; the sanguine lizard trying to appease her sense of guilt was just too adorable to take, "I'll take that as quite the compliment," she half-lids her eyes and leans on the bar, which conveniently put her closer to the subject of her growing adoration, "With so many on the dance floor, you must have a sharp eye to pick out someone like me," Sona purrs, smiling behind her drink as she takes a casual glance back at the grey-scaled lizard. She bobs her head gently to the beat with her tail resuming its sway in time. whycantistop : Syria's feet now thrum against the floor as she hears her voice. Really? REALLY? It was like a Cello singing it's sad song with each cadence. Why would she hear that? Why would she -think- that? Could... could she really? It wasn't -entirely- out of the question, anyway. Her chest was nice and warm from her gulps at the margarita, she had one last swig left, swirling it around a bit. She could feel the gentle silk blanket of alcohol warmth resting on her now "Not really, it's easy to spot someone as beautiful as you--" she says, before taking the last swig of her margarita, then nearly CHOKING on it! Did she really just say that!? She coughs, snorting a bit, covering her mouth as she attempts to recover from falling flat on her verbal face! With her hand to her mouth, her cheeks blush, she can't even bring herself to look at the snow leopard now! But she tries to keep rolling with the punches. She places the glass down, turning to the bartender with a gesture, who refills the glass. "Ahem, pardon me! I'm really sorry..." porterjoe(Joynx!) : Wanting nothing more than to just cradle the blushing face in her paws, Sona decides a less direct course of action is called for, "Never apologize for saying someone is beautiful," she purrs softly, placing her paw instead on the lizard's hand as she reaches for the refilled margarita glass, "It makes it seem like you might not mean it; and I rather think you do," she pulls her fingers down over the lizard's with a beaming smile before setting her own glass back down, "Instead, you could just tell me your name, and mine's Sona." whycantistop : As Syria's hand reaches for the glass, she feels the feel of a warm, soft paw on her hand, holding it, letting herself hold the unbelievably soft cats paw, her fingers gently moving to brush against the fur gently before she feels them slide down, leaving Syria only able to look up at the Snow Leopard, her silvery eyes peering right into hers. Her legs shift a bit on her barstool, her tail now wavering a bit as she finds herself staring again, blinking and shaking her head with a sheepish chuckle before taking a sip from her glass. "I'm s-Syria--l-like the country, but not really-- I mean, I'm American but... guh." her hand wipes down her face as she tries to wipe off the blush and the stutter and all her insecurities. Her eyes then again turn to the Snow leopard, watching her, feeling the trivialities of the world blur away a bit as she sees her... Could she really...? What was stopping her? "... I-uh... I don't come to bars very often, I'm trying to work on my... people skills." she manages to blurt out, still blushing red hot. porterjoe(Joynx!) : "What could a pretty lizard like you need to work on her 'people skills' for?" The leopard asks with a chuckle, wishing she could brush away Syria's stutter as her her silvery, spotted tail twists into her own lap, "That's an absolutely wonderful name, and I'm sure it fits you just as beautifully," she strokes along the thick fluff in her in her lap, tilting her head again with her broad smile sustained, "So the real question is...if you'll dance with me," she pushes her fingers back up, letting them fall in between the gaps of Syria's with her eyebrow held up in interested suggestion. whycantistop : The blush grew hotter with her words, but caught her attention again, her eyes locking on the leopard's, listening to the angelic choir that was speaking to her. "Th-thank you... I... " her fingers curl onto the soft paw fingers, her chest rising up and down a little faster as she looks at the pretty hand in hers, her mind racing with dos and donts, pros and cons, and the haze of the alcohol, wondering so many things that could be affecting her judgement but as her eyes look back up to the leopard, she smirks a bit, feeling herself loosen up and let go of the constraints of her intimidation. "D-dance?..." After a second's contemplation, she reaches with her other hand, scooping up the margarita and -chugging- it down like a champion, placing the glass down and smiing big to the leopard. "I'd love to." porterjoe(Joynx!) : Sona feels her heart swell as she watches the lizard down her drink and smile back in agreement, "Brillant," she purrs as she stands, deftly laying her tail over Syria's as she turns back towards the crowded dance floor; using her plushly furred appendage to help steer her new dance partner along, "And don't overthink it, just let your body fall into the rhythm," she whispers as softly as possible under the pounding beat of the muic next to the lizard's head; not too shy to fill her nostrils with a hopefully-casual sniff of Syria's scent before tucking back into a suggestive sway with the dancefloor before them. whycantistop : Oh, that tail. That big, poofy snow-leopard tail. So soft, and silky and warm. She didn't care anymore, she was going to enjoy every second of being with her. Her own lithe tail curled nicely with it as they walked, moving into the crowd that made her hands ball up a bit. She didn't like crowds too much, but with Sona there, she could handle it. She hears the quiet hint from her, smiling as she hears her, the words helping to melt the crowd stress away, but even nicer was the scent that happened to slide her way. A wonderful kind of smooth, almost fruity smell, sweet, with a hint of the scotch that she had been drinking. Altogether enjoyable, but also unable to keep from flaring her nostrils to take in a bit of it, her mind swimming. Why was she so attractive? She had never thought of other females as attractive before, always sort of there, passive, but this one, she was like an angel hanging about her. She smiles, watching how the leopard moved, trying to mimick her a bit, not having much practice at this yet, but beginning to slowly get into the rythym of things. The music was enjoyable, loud, pounding. Her body moved a little more fluidly as the alcohol helped to grease her feet, trying to stay close to the leopard lest she be swallowed by the throbbing crowd*

porterjoe(Joynx!) : As they folded in among the writhing mass of mulit-colored fur and scales, Sona somehow smiled wider as she felt the lizard's tail twisting around hers. She aided in the braiding as long as possible, hugging Syria tight before letting go to face her. Catching up the lizards hand and spinning with subtle flourishes, she keeps her eyes trained on the grey-scaled beauty as she crashes back into the motions of the crowd. The music pulses to a dull ring as she focuses on her dance partner, and keeps tugging her close or winding forward herself when the crowd intercedes on their self-contained bubble, "You look amazing..." She mouths through the bounding din of the speakers, her hips sliding and turning with glee before the similarly dancing Syria. whycantistop : Syria smiles with her new friend, loosening up nicely in the crowd as she dances, moving with smooth flow, but getting a feel for the jagged beats and moving herself to suit, flowing with the music, feeling the energy of it, even when she starts to break a sheen of a sweat. She smiles, blushing a bit when she manages to make out what she had mouthed, smiilng as she approaches, moving a bit closer to the leopard, then turning back to her, dancing right up against her, her tail curling around the lower back of her dance partner as she dances in a flow, getting close to her ear for her to hear her, with a hand on the side of her soft face to hold her still a moment, able to simply say. "I have -never- had this much fun... I can hardly think...!" porterjoe(Joynx!) : "Then don't think! Just enjoy it!" Sona shouts back over the music before rubbing her nose against Syria's, tucking her own tail opposite the lizards to form an intimate ring between them. She bends her knees to twist lower into each dancing sway before bouncing back up before the downbeat to wriggle back lower. She bites her lip and brushes her paw along the lizard's waist before pulling it back away to roll her hips into the rhythm that seems strangely distant. whycantistop : Syria was really getting into it now. The beat was running through her like a stampede of horses, her heart was pounding, her sweat was beading, and her proximity to the Snow leopard was simply fueling her outreach to the new and fun! But for some reason, as she danced, she kept trying to keep close to her but couldn't seem to. She seemed to keep backing away, hopefully she wasn't stepping on her toes or anything! She spins around in the dance, facing her. porterjoe(Joynx!) : Winding under the pulsing strobe Sona notices her dance partner's involuntary distancing, at first she thinks that it might be a hesitancy toward herself; but watching Syria trying to embrace the chaotic writhe of the dance floor makes her think it wasn't something to do with her exactly. So with a quick, forward slide the snow leopard closes the distance herself and tucks an arm around the lizard's waist. She pulls her tight before bumping her nose lightly against the lizard's forehead, leaning back with an encouraging smile while rolling her hips in closer proximity.

whycantistop : With the quick advance of the Snow leopard, she is taken by surprise but not a jolt. Even more than that. Her eyes lock with that of the leopard, wide and open, while the world around her slows to a near stop. Seconds took hours, but they were hours well spent. She eventually smiled widely, her arm wrapping on the snow leopard's waist her other arm on her upper back and pulling her into a tight hug, but before long it almost feels and sounds like... she might be sobbing* porterjoe(Joynx!) : Ears ringing, and not just from the music, Sona adds her own arms to the embrace with a cooing purr as she feels Syria shaking slightly against her bosom, "Would you like to get another drink? Something more quiet?" She hums with her head rested against the smooth scales of her dance partner, "I could do with a breather myself," she adds as she slowly turns her shoulders, rocking the lizard gently with her long tail curling in contentment. whycantistop : Syria looks up to the snow leopard with a big smile, but misty eyes, her look giving away that she really didn't know what to think of everything happening around them. But she knew she was happy, so much happier than she could remember being in a long time. She tried to mouth words, but her voice simply wouldn't come to her. She eventually just nodded slightly and rested her head against the leopards soft chest, laughing a bit as she snuggled against her, wanting to stay as close to her as possible, even as they left the dance floor. "C-can we go outside, for a bit?" she asks, her voice still a little cracky. porterjoe(Joynx!) : "Of course," Sona whispers back, stroking the back of her paw across Syria's cheek before putting it back around her shoulders and leading the way towards the small outdoor area for smokers--and somewhat ironically--patrons to get a bit of fresh air. The crowd bobs in and around them as they move, the pair almost swimming their way through an ocean of noise and bodies. But to Sona, it all seems far away; the pretty lizard tucked close and her tail moving to braid back around hers. whycantistop : She smiles, leaning her head against the snow leopards shoulder as they walk out to the abandoned balcony, taking in a deep breath as she approaches the fencing, leaning against it, quietly whispering to herself as she does so, whispering to herself about how she could, if she could, trying to talk herself into something obviously, before turning towards the Leopard again, and approaching her, coming -very- close to her, practically face to face as her tail wraps around her lower butt, holding her close to herself, a look of something she wants to say, but almost unable to say it.

porterjoe(Joynx!) : Sona tilts her head with an inviting smile, seeing the lizard trying to say something that seems difficult to speak outright, "What is it, sweetie?" She purrs, placing her paw back on her cheek, "Now that we can actually hear each other, we might as well take advantage of it," tilting her head the other way and leaning in close; the comforting thickness of Syria's tail around her backside as she rubs her thumb slowly over the crimson scales beneath her palm. whycantistop : She couldn't say it. The words were falling through the muck of her insecurity as they tried to make their way to her vocal cords. She couldn't even hardly mouth the words she wanted to say. So with a final lunge at the truth, her face pushes forward, her lips locking with those of the snow leopard, one hand on the side of her face while the other was gripping the wrist on the hand that was rubbing her face, squeaking quietly in the hasty kiss. But it felt so good! Lightningbolts coarsed through her, her body was trembling a bit from the feeling, not to mention she was now almost painfully aware of how much her nipples were sticking through her shirt! porterjoe(Joynx!) : The purr echoing in Sona's throat turns into an almost crashing roar as she pushes into the kiss. If she hadn't known they were outside already, she would have sworn they were back in the club with the lights popping behind her eyes as she rocks her head with slow, rolling motions of her muzzle; her tongue pressing in between the lizards lips with her arms clutching tighter. A deeper blush took her already warmed cheeks as she felt the hidden bulge of her groin swelling when Syria's nipples made little, delightful impressions into her blouse, but she just held her in closer, praying that the lizard might not notice before she had a chance to explain. The moment was too precious to waste adjusting her skirt with her mouth locked with the brilliant grey beauty in her arms. whycantistop : Syria keeps on with the kiss, so happy that the leopard was letting her, it felt so good, so right! She was oblivious to everything but the feel of the snow leopard's lips and her sweet caress, before eventually letting off the kiss with a quiet, shuddering sigh, her breath steaming into the air as her nose stayed in contact with Sona's, her eyes closed as she could hardly believe this was real. Her body felt electrified! Her legs shifted a bit, and pressed up against her a bit more, forming up to her body shape, before leaning in to begin kissing at her neck. For some reason, either that kiss or the alcohol beforehand had let loose the floodgates, and now she couldn't seem to keep her hands off of this wonderful leopard lady! porterjoe(Joynx!) : Shivering at her unexpectedly and blissfully affectionate dance partner, Sona wanted nothing more than to return every kiss and touch Syria was laying into her fur. Despite the rational part of her brain insisting on her stopping at least long enough to say what was necessary, she couldn't help but fold into Syria for a spine-tingling moment...or maybe just two. She moved in as close as possible to avoid bumping her crotch into the lizard's, but her paws moved delicately over her body instead; exploring every supple inch she could reach with her lips bitten hard against screaming for it to stop. But at last, with a begrudging whimper, she places her palms on Syria's cheeks to make her stop; the mound of her groin now obvious despite the pleated black fabric of her skirt, "Wait...wait, I have to...It's only fair for me to..." She started before taking a shuddering breath, "I have to tell you something about me...and I should have told you right away," her lips quivered slightly before she could tuck them back under her teeth. whycantistop : The world spins a bit as she feels a pair of hands on the sides of her face, her eyes wavering a bit as she focuses on the beautiful face of the leopard, feeling drowned in a lust that she's never felt like this before! Her hands come up onto the snow leopards shoulders, then drags her fingers down her arms, then up to her hands, holding them as she nuzzles her cheek into the leopards soft paw, before bringing them together, and holding them to her mouth as she might her own hands when her shyness kicks in. "Y... you're not... I-'m sorry, I didn't mean to take things so fast-- I shouldn't have..." Her eyes avert from the snow leopard, knowing that it was going to be a bad idea. Her heart drops a bit, feeling embarassed that she tried to push that on her! How could she? Finally, her eyes came back up to look at her friend, wondering just what she could be wanting to say... porterjoe(Joynx!) : Her head shaking slowly against Syria's unnecessary apologies, Sona slowly rolls her hips forward, pressing out her obviously masculine arousal with a sad look down at the shrouded bulge before bringing her gaze back up to meet Syria's, "It's not you, sweetie. How could it be? But...I'm not like normal girls, I have both genders," her eyes glisten with anxiety as she reaches back towards Syria. Sometimes it seemed like there were so few people who were attracted to hermaphrodites, and she knew that it was too late to try to hide herself any longer, "But...I really like you Syria, and if you think that you wouldn't mind what I am...We could go back to...I mean, I really want to..." her voice crumples under the unexpectedly intense vulnerability of reavealing herself; an activity she was certainly not a stranger to. But the thought of feeling her affection-swelled heart deflating if it turned out that Syria couldn't be attracted to her anymore sent frigid ice through the heady fog of her desire for this adorable lizard.

whycantistop : Syria sees the concern in her eyes, wondering what in the world could possibly be bothering this beautiful creature, but her words, that angelic voice seemed to carry just as much worry. What was she afraid of? Then the statement hit her ears. At first, it didn't even really register, just swirling around in her eardrum, waiting for computation. Just as soon as she started speaking again, though, those words curled into her eardum and hit her brain with a wave of synapse that, like a reflex, caused her to look down without any concern. There, standing off the hips of this beautiful snow leopard was a -spire- of cloth-covered shape. Both genders. Syria contemplated what she meant, all kinds of things running through her brain and remarkably to herself, nothing that made her look away. In fact, she almost couldn't. She -stared- at the bulge in front of her. Honestly it was a tent pitched farther than she's ever seen! But something finally hooked her mind-fogged attention, the crumpling last words of the Snow leopard, how it was said made her heart hurt. Was she making her uncomfortable? Was she being rude, by staring? Of course! Her eyes suddenly darted back up to the goddess... goddess? How else could she explain it? Her heart was beating hard, she even noticed that she had picked up a slight pant, and a flush of warmth! Her cheeks felt flushed, her hands felt clammy. There was only one thing on her mind, piercing all the logic and restraint, greased by the alcohol. She saw those eyes on the verge of tearing up, and she knew, she -knew- there was only one thing to do. With a careful grace, and complete control, she swept forward, slid her arms onto the leopard's side and behind her neck, and pulled her into a deep, tight kiss. She had no idea how to explain that this was the only course of action, but her body -screamed- in delight to her, when she finally indulged. Her lips were soft, and warm, despite her scaly exterior, her hands equally so, pressing so hard in the kiss that it nearly made her lips ache...* porterjoe(Joynx) : Gasping just as her lips relocked with Syria's, the leopard feels her heart swell anew with a comparative sensation in her now almost painfully constrictive panties. But with no small amount of relief, she feels free to hold the lizard as close as she liked and allows the mound of her groin to press into hers as she adds her own ecstatic force into the kiss. A low, affectionate hum rumbles along her tongue as it dances with Syria's, her own nipples erecting as she tugs the lizard tight and begins to spin her slowly; her paws resuming their slow glides over her partner while her blush thickens under the blissful headiness saturating her every motion and sensation. whycantistop : Syria feels the tent pressing against her, but she cant help but roll her hips forward a bit, letting it gently settle between her, to the snow-leopards surprise, rock-hard inner thighs, holding her as she moves with her, slowly spinning with her as the world blurs around her, fading into some beautiful star-lit ballroom around her as she stays so wonderfully locked with her. The kiss she feels is sending lightning from her nose to the tip of her tail, feeling her thin, forked tongue come in contact with hers, moaning a very quiet noise out of her nose before she lets off the kiss, panting steaming breaths as she looks to the goddess, her eyes looking almost glazed with the desire for her. Her hand slides down from behind her neck and onto her chest, as she pants, her head gently swaying with her slight dizziness from all the rushing feelings coming at her at once. "I... gods... I feel..." Her hand gently slides across her blushed cheek, before looking back to the goddess, her hand resting on her chest again, shivering at the feel of the hands sliding along her sensitive scaly flesh, before leaning forward, her hands sliding through her arms and onto her sides, then further back onto her midriff, then down onto her butt, her lips coming down to gently lay a kiss on her chest, still panting hotly. "You... you're like... a dream... Please... please don't be a dream..." porterjoe(Joynx) : Sona blushes somehow harder with a little squeak of happiness as she settles into the lizard's legs and feels her fingers on her rump, "Oh, sweetie...if this is a dream, then it's the best one I've ever had," she purrs as she nuzzles into the top of Syria's head, "But it's kind of hard to tell if I'm awake, myself," her tail wraps around Syria's back, cuddling her with everything she can to assure her that this moment is real; savoring every steaming breath that catches in the fur over her heart. "You're just too cute for me to believe, Syria," she rocks the crimson lizard with more gentle turns of her shoulders. whycantistop : Syria chuckles, looking up at the snow leopard, hoping so much that this wasn't a dream. If it were a dream, waking up would cause her to cry, and she knew that. But when she heard that even -she- didn't believe if everything was real, it only incited her to think, to try and prove to herself that this was real. It felt real, it felt -wonderfully- real. it felt like the last piece of a puzzle finding it's spot with such wonderful satisfaction, the world being completed and set in it's perfect spin. So in order to repay her for all that she's done, a wicked thought crosses Syria's mind. She wanted to prove that she was there, doing this, to herself as much as to the goddess, something that was lingering in the back of her mind for a little while, but now she seriously wanted to do it. Syria moved down a bit more, bending her back in a way that typical vertebrates would hurt themselves trying, as her hands slid down further, getting a fuller hold on the snow leopards luscious rump, while her face moved down a bit more, her lips grazing the prominent bump of the leopard's stiff nipple, before her hot lips gently envelop it through her shirt, squeezing it gently...

porterjoe(Joynx) : Shuddering under the sudden increase in buzzing sensation across her, Sona quickly covers her mouth to stifle the lustful moan threatening to eke out from her throat. She bites her lips against the rapidly growing pain from within her increasingly stretched underwear, a chilling gust of wind revealing the dampness of the fabric underneath her feminine sex. "Ohhh...Syria..." she whimpers as the squeeze sends rippling pulses of tingling over her breast, "I'm...We still have to go back through the club and you're m-making me so hard right now..." her cheeks sear with a fiery glow as the tip of her tail curls around the base of Syria's. whycantistop : Syria rolls the nipple in her lips a bit more before letting off of it, feeling so wonderful with herself right now, so wonderful that this goddess was enjoying her attention so much, the attention that she was so happy to give! She would never act like this normally, she was even surprised by her own forward action with everything that was going on, but she was going with the flow and the flow was fine with her! Oh, that word, that word that slipped out from the goddess' lips, with that goddess voice. 'Hard', oh that word. Syria -shuddered- against the snow leopard, actually making a quiet squeak as she wrapped her arms onto the goddess for fear that she might collapse! After a second, she clears her throat, straightening her stance, but eeping quietly as her thighs come back together, feeling the quiet squish between them as her face flushes all over again. She peered down to the rock she had been sitting on, to see that it indeed was pressing out even further than before! If it didn't hurt then, now it HAD to hurt! How big -was- she? She knew she would find out, and she so badly wanted to! Syria leaned forward, her hot breath curling right into the snow leopards ear. "I-I have a hotel room nearby, couple of blocks. If you can... drop mast, we can make it there in a few minutes. I... I want you, Sona." she nearly -begs- into her ear. "I need you... so badly..."

porterjoe(Joynx) : Whimpering as she tries not to let the honeyed magic of Syria's pleas register in her warming brain, Sona grimaces as her erection swells all the harder anyway. With a quick glance around, she slowly unthrusts her hips with a gasp of surprise as to how hard she had been pushing them into Syria's hold without realizing it. She casually works a paw under the waistband of her skirt and underwear, fumbling as she tries to draw her throbbing tip up against her tummy. She leans back slightly with her now free erection pulsing in her paw, the shiny blackness of her member continuing to grow even as she tucks it under her blouse, "Well...I think that'll have to do..." she chuckles nervously, shivering as her length winds up underneath her garments with a fairly obvious ridge as it pushes the fabric away from her fur. The warm relief of her freedom is again accompanied by a swelling dampness of her now gratefully loose panties; with the orbs of her aroused testicles making two little hills under her skirt. She shrugs it off as unimportant with a blushing grin at Syria, "Yeah, that'll have to do, because I need you just as badly, my beautiful, grey lizard." She bites her lip and places a paw over the bulge showing through her blouse, her sixteen-inch length trying desperately to throb out towards the object of her desire. whycantistop : Syria's hand had a mind of it's own, her eyes keeping intense watch on the snow leopard as she moved, her eyes widening as she catches a glance of bare flesh, said hand slowly and intently finding it's way to her own crotch and her fingers gently pushing back and up against herself, eliciting a squeak, before she moves closer to the goddess, forcing her hand into her pocket, her other hand gripping hers, her eyes tracing down to the shape reaching so far up her stomach! My gods! her hand gingerly escaped her pocket and reached for the length, so inviting, so BIG, but she knew she had to control herself so the goddess wouldn't jump her right then and there... or the other way around. She bit her lip and dealt with the quiet squish in her thighs as she walked, staying as close to her as possible. "Mmf... down girl..." she half-whispered to herself, her hand trying to make her obscenely swollen nipples press down back into her shirt. "We'd better go now, while we have a chance!" porterjoe(Joynx) : "Agreed," Sona tries not to giggle, but the whole situation just seemed like a fun game in a way; two deliriously aroused new friends about try to worm their way past all the dancers to exit the club. She sucked in her cheeks as she felt a small damp spot underneath her breasts where her precum was beginning to bead into her blouse, her arm held in a very unnatural way as she hugged her erection close in one paw and entwined the fingers of the other with Syria's. Adrenaline-like tunnelvision clouded the edges of her sight as they moved back through the club, the door to the exit highlighted like a beacon signalling the way to their escape. Then she would look over to Syria and her heart would swell and pound with the grey flooding her sight. whycantistop : The giggle was all the reassurance that she needed. Now, that she had the goddess' hand with hers, she knew they would make it through the club, spotted or not. Her own nipples hadn't even softened in the least, in fact they were close to cutting through her shirt with each passing second. The blush on her face was getting worse as they moved through the writhing bodies of the crowd, noticing the warm dribble from her cleft beginning to escape her dampened panties, it starting to leave a warm spot down her left inner thigh! But as bad as it was for her, with that mammoth hardon her goddess was sporting, her jog must have been a hundred times worse! She then saw her look back to her, granting her close goddess a big smile, following as tightly as she could, despite her near crippling arousal. Finally, they made their way through the thick hot air of the club and out the front door, her nearly stumbling into the street as her tail stayed hugged close to her butt and thigh, trying to ward off the tingling that was working it's way through her. She then rejoined her leopard at her side, pulling her close and trying to keep the attention off passersby from seeing the bulge, with her arm draped around her shoulders. "T...two more blocks.... then a right... then... three more... and we'll.... be there..." She couldn't hardly talk quietly into the goddess' ear, she was panting hard, as if she had just gotten through a run. When in all honesty, the exercise hadn't started yet. She was on fire inside. porterjoe(Joynx) : Trying to walk without turning her hips too much was becoming an uncomfortable trial in this little game, because each casual brush of her garments over her genitals almost made her stop her pace to let a lewd moan pounce out of her heaving lungs. Either way, her paw couldn't help swirling along her trapped length every so often, forcing the wet spot to grow larger in a clear, syrupy trail down her front with a similar, matting trail working its way between her thighs. Still, they were drawing close despite the raging furnace in her female passage, and she tried guessing how many more steps along Syria's indicated path lay between them and the bliss promised with each throb of her heart echoing in her erection. She squeezes the lizard's hand for comfort as a particularly powerful buzz pulses through her sexes, making her shudder into a semi-lurch before regaining her urgent stride. whycantistop : Syria's nostrils flared openly as she started to pick up traces of a scent, something musky, something almost bleachy. And it got stronger as she got closer to her friend, her goddess, her eyes peering to see the wet spot forming on the front of her shirt, her tongue lawling out, wanting to get close to her right then and there and clean it for her, and with the slow in her walk, and the huzz she feels along with the squeeze of her hand, she caringly rests her hand on the goddess back, helping her back up as they move down the block a little faster. She can't help but lean in, close to her ear, the heat of her passion burning with the alcohol fuel before laying a hot breath in her ear. "Don't you cum. Don't you dare, not yet. Don't make me punish you. We have-ah!" she cries out as her legs clench, stopping at the crosswalk light that has turned red. "We have.... two more blocks... we're almost there, I already have my key out... gods, this light, is it stuck?" She looks both ways, not seeing any traffic, before crossing the street with the goddess' paw in tow. "Don't have time for this!" porterjoe(Joynx) : Surprised and more than a little turned on be the previously meek lizard's insistence, Sona gives her cheek a comforting lick, "Oh don't you worry, sweetie; this is all for you," she purrs and pulls Syria's palm till it rests along the damp bulge, "And even if I came twice here on the street, that wouldn't stop me from having sex with you until we pass out tonight," her purr rumbles out from lewdly parted lips, her lick tracing longer as the rubbing along her erection sends her into weak-kneed shivers. whycantistop : Syria smiles with the comforting lick, though she instantly had daydreams of that lick being elsewhere. But the handful that she was given, oh mercy. Her fingertips slid onto a warm and cold shape, her fingertips instinctively grabbing hold with a gentle squeeze on her shape, her knuckles pressing up under the goddess' heavy chest! She was enormous! It only added to the trickle down her thigh, but she had to let go and try to catch her shoulders as the leopard had a weak-kneed stumble. "Mmf, and don't make me carry you, because I can, and I will!" She chuckles, her hand, feeling damp, comes close to her face. Her nostrils flare as she takes in the bleachy scent she caught before, making sure the goddess was watching before she gently let her forked tongue out to experiment a taste. Slightly sweet, a bit salty, but enjoyable enough to wrap her tongue onto her finger to catch the rest, before a blush set on her face. "Mmf.... Uh, here, here we are!" She says as she turns towards the stairs, her keys in her hands jingling quietly with her absolutely vibrating hand.

porterjoe(Joynx) : Moving her own shaking paw towards the irresistible rump of the grey scaled lizard, Sona can't help but mewl softly in desire from having watched Syria licking her fluids away. She slowly squeezes and feels along the unexpected power she could detect along the toned mound beneath her fingers. With her tail almost thrashing in barely--or not even--contained lust, she follows her inside with her paw practically tearing the blouse off of herself with uncoordinated fingers from having her other feeling over Syria's bum. whycantistop : The steps were already steep, not to mention the fact that the hand suddenly on her firm ass catching her by surprise, she nearly stumbled! The door opened hard, as they nearly fell inside, down the hall to the room on the ground floor, thankfully. The door key was struggling in her hands as she tried to undo it, but as she peered back to her companion, she saw that she was already working on her clothes, and the keys went tumbling out of her clumsy, horny hand! She couldn't help but chase after them, inadvertently going down onto her hands and knees, picking the key back out from the ring, only then realizing that her ass in her rather tight jeans was pointed straight to the leopard, the damp spot now visible inside her legs. porterjoe(Joynx) : Sona pants hard from the sight of Syria accidentally presenting herself and works all the more frantically to tug the garment off over her head, her throbbing, black member finally able to throb away from her chest as a quick rush of pre flows down along the underside in a sticky river. But starting out of her lust for a moment, she quickly moves to help the fallen lizard, kneeling next to her with the silvery satin of her thin bra easily showing the nubs of her taught nipples, "Are...hnnnmmm...are you okay sweetie?" She asks, with unrestrained throatiness. whycantistop : Syria blinks as the leopard is so quickly at her side, starting to pick herself up as the goddess helps her, her fingers trembling and jingling the keys quietly, before unsteadily climbing to her feet, her arm brushing up against the leopard, and having to stop for a moment as she feels warmth, then a cooling sensation, like her arm was wet. She looks to see that a shiny streak has been left on her arm, with an -intense- smell that makes her nostrils flare wide when they catch it. Her eyes then trace down to see the freed -monster- of an appendage, blinking as she tries to take in the sight of all that flesh. "Oh... gods..." is all she can muster, before looking up at the snow leopard with starry eyes, giggling a bit and smiling "I-I'm fine, but I-ill let you know that... I...d-dont have any crutches for afterward!" she blurts out, her cheeks flushing red hot as she works out of her stutter. porterjoe(Joynx) : With her paw holding up Syria's arm, she almost stumbles herself as the scales brush up along the underside of her member; seeing the shiny patch of her precum glistening over the scaly-smooth crimson. She casually bends down to lap away the translucent fluid, her eyes fixed on Syria's with a lewd grin on her lips, "Oh don't worry about that, dear-heart; the only reason I expect us to be bedridden tomorrow is good old sexual exhaustion," she giggles and presses her muzzle to the lizard's whycantistop : Syria's mouth gapes just a little with a hot, vocal breath, feeling her scales stand up as that rough tongue glides away her own precum from her arm, her tail thrumming against the wall behind her a bit as she looks up to the lewd grin, smiling back before her lips are pressed tightly against hers. Her breathing through her nose picks up as she slowly moves the two around, backing her against the door with a gentle bump, feeling that massive, hot thing throb between the two of them, rubbing her taut stomach up against it to press it between the two, even blushing a bit more as she feel's it's length pressing up into her soft shirt, but she's never felt more turned on. Her hips even slowly roll forward against her lap, shuddering breaths escaping her nose as her fingers worked most unfluidly to get the key into the lock, to allow them privacy, to allow her to rid herself of her clothes, to allow her to get to the place she knew as her own fortress of solitude and most importantly, to get somewhere where she could -ride- this goddess for all she was worth!

porterjoe(Joynx) : Humming with unbridled desperation into the beautiful lizard's mouth, Sona works her tongue around the lizard's maw; her erection rubbing sensuously against the soft fabric that she can't wait to see lifted over her head to reveal the surely ravishing body underneath. Her paw moves to aide in unlocking the door behind Syria, although the utility of her actions probably left something to be desired; what with how frantically her body was trembling from swelling need as the inseam of her already soaked panties drips with a new rush of her feminine nectar. The blur of her thrashing tail whips lines of swishing silver behind her as she rolls her hips forward; her body tingling with buzzing heat that leaves her unable to resist grinding against Syria despite the additional delay it might cause. whycantistop : Syria smiles happily, as if a void in her heart had been filled by the leopard's very presence, some puzzle piece just falling right into place. All those sensual feelings feeding into her increasing lust for her as she feels her warm paw on her own, helping the lock turn. Her other hand had nearly slid onto the object of her desire, but instead went grasping for whatever it could as the door suddenly popped open, sending the two falling into the apartment! Syria's hands curl behind to catch the goddess as her legs stumble beneath her, trying to readjust the sudden weight change, but nearly falls onto her face instead! Her toes let go, allowing her to fall to her knees atop her, her hands catching the ground, before she giggles and sits up, realizing she was sitting right atop her goddess, on her belly, pinning that throbbing member down to her stomach. Oh how warm it felt. She could feel it pressing right up against her, throbbing happily. "A-...a-are you alright?" porterjoe(Joynx) : Writhing in everything except pain, Sona grips at the floor with a serene smile at the delightful pressure holding her erection down against the silken fur of her belly, "Could...couldn't be better," she mewls blissfully and reaches for her dusky-scaled rider, "But I have to see you...I can't wait to see the rest of your body," her paws lifting up the bottom of her shirt, her own removed garments dropped to the floor and cast aside.

whycantistop : Syria smiles, lifting her arms and allowing the shirt to be lifted. First thing she'd see would be her taut, formed belly, almost in the shape of an X between the lean muscle from her legs and her ribs, then her shapely ribs, and then the release of her breasts, with two heavy bounces her girls breath free. This lean lizard was -stacked- on her chest, with perky double-D's and nipples that looked like 50 cents in dimes each! There's a bit more hourglass to her up top as she lifts and tosses the shirt aside, smiling down to the snow leopard with a bit of pride with her upper body, probably partially fueled by the alcohol, the rest fueled by her own apparent, raging lust. porterjoe(Joynx) : If she had been attracted to the lizard before, it seemed like nothing compared to now; her finger-pads trailing over the smoothness and toned surface before her and her eyes glistening with affection and even stronger desire, "You look...majestic," she whispers in a cooing purr at the bust of her partner, "How could an amazing girl like you ever feel bashful?" her fingers stretch out to feel along the heavy chest and experience every supple inch as her pre flows ecstatically into her belly and her bra grows stifling as it tries to contain her erect nipples. whycantistop : Syria's scaly skin clenches and forms goosebumps with the sensuous feel of the paw-pads, her face blushing hotly as the goddess compliments her, HER, who could be worshiped as a fertility goddess she so rightly is! But she's forced to lean forward and arch her back, gasping in sensitive pleasure as her chest is felt by those soft, rough pads, unable to stop herself from grinding her hips a bit, panting out before she looks down, seeing the increasing pool of pearly fluid she was painting herself with, smiling as her hands worked much more smoothly to help rid her of her chest prison, her hot breaths rolling down onto the tip of her cock as she works, her eyes fixated on it as her fingers fumble with the bra-hook beneath her, eventually unable to stop herself from letting her tongue lawl out and take a drag off of the shapes of the tip, into the pool of her precum, and up between her breasts, getting a full, proper taste of her. "Ohh-gods..." she pants in her grasp, watching her. "I.. no... ones ever... seen me... naked... I... I'm-a.... her face is still hotly blushed, as if it had ever really gone away? porterjoe(Joynx) : "That's such a pity...you have the most gorgeous b-body, sweetie," Sona gasps around the tingling rippling down her shaft and the relief of her bust finally freed from the confines of her bra. The rolling stimulation along the base of her erection just replaces the salty-sweet puddle over her tip all the faster, making her try to remember the last time she had produced so much and her mind coming up empty, "And I'll be so gentle with you, sweetheart...I can't wait to feel how beautiful you are on the inside too and it would kill me if you didn't enjoy it," she purrs tenderly, her breasts that seemed so average by comparison heaving with lust for this blushing virgin above her. whycantistop : Syria giggles sheepishly, her cheeks re-flushing red, smiling as she continues to wet herself with her pearly precum. Her hands move up and slip up the bra's cups, exposing the snow leopard's perky nipples, her hands trembling gently. She's played with herself plenty before, she knew the feel of her -own- breasts, but being on top of this goddess, naked to her fingertips as they graze her plush fur, sliding onto the perky, soft shapes, smiling as she squeezes them a bit before her head lowers, her lips gently wrapping onto one of the nipples with her warm, wet lips. porterjoe(Joynx) : Sona's mouth opens in a lewd moan as her nipple is engulfed in the stimulating maw of her rich-gray lizard, her back arching up to grind up against Syria's undergarments as her paws snake underneath to quest for the lizard's own breasts; the almost painful arousal somehow continuing to swell. There wasn't much chance of an especially long lovemaking session this first time; but she planned on making every moment as long as possible. Although it wasn't likely to matter in the long run; and she planned on having a rather long run with this flushed, buxom lizard who was sending electric waves of pleasure through her body.

whycantistop : Syria can hardly stifle the moan out of her nose as her sensitive chest is felt over by the soft paw-pads of the leopard's paws, rolling the stiff nipple in her mouth with her tongue, her hand moving onto her soft side as she hears the goddess voice her pleasure, causing her to tremble gently. From what she knew about guys, and how she felt her grinding up against her crotch, she knew she might not last long. ((; ) )) She slowly sits up, then eventually climbs to her feet, her head spinning a bit as she smiles down at the leopard, seeing the stiff rod continuing to throb and drool onto herself, then chuckling. "Think the...mmf" Syria stops as her legs tremble then clench together, before she recovers. " Think the bedroom would be more comfortable... Don't want you going off... just yet." She smiles, offering a hand to her goddess, her eyes almost pleading. porterjoe(Joynx) : Panting through an eager smile, she takes the offered hand and gains her footing shakily, the sagging pulse of her erection making every motion seem all the more erotic, "I'm n-not sure it would go down..." She gasps back as an especially strong throb makes her squeeze Syria's hand in response, her other unable to resist trailing along the underside of her cock to keep herself steely hard and gushing her precum over the taught, black flesh. Relaxing her grip, she tucks her paw around Syria's waist and licks up along her cheek, eager to be led to the bedroom so she could finally help give this beautiful lizard the orgasm she deserved.

whycantistop : Syria smiles. "I hope not, this is my first time and... I really, really want it!" She giggles, feeling her nuzzle up to her and lick, her hand moving down onto her paw, the other guiding her along down the narrow hallway and opening the door to a king size bed, low and wide. Syria smiles, moving her goddess to it and gently pushing her to sit down, her hand gently grazing the black spire in her lap, her fingers gently playing with the web of precum, before she licks them clean. She smiles, placing a finger on her nose gently "Now stay here, I want to have a little fun first." Syria moves back a bit clicking on her small boombox sitting on the dresser, a clubby kind of music coming on as she starts to move to it, swaying gently like she has in her mirror so many times. Her hands gently slide down along her sides, onto the waist of her tight jeans, her body moving like a candle in a breeze, in slow motion, her steps slowly turning her backside to the leopard, her ass filling her jeans near skin-tight. porterjoe(Joynx) : Sona watches enthralled by the sight before her, the slowly pulsing strobe of the music seeming to echo in her idle stroking along her erection. She couldn't help but stare transfixed on the lithe grace of her dancing, and the delicate waves of affection that came from eying every amazing curve the lizard flexed into view. Her long tail trails against the bed in an imitation of Syria's motions while she leans back on one paw, spreading her legs to bring her feminine sex into view behind her churning testicles. She tries to keep her purr low so as not to disturb the dance, but her eyes glaze over in its stead as she focuses on the willowy swaying of her curvaceous lizard. whycantistop : Syria keeps herself swaying even as she struggles to undo the button holding her pants up, smiling at her from over her shoulder, before pushing her pants down over the curve of her ass, bending over a bit as even though her body seemed lithe, her ass was nearly -pouring- out from the top of her tight jeans, bouncing a bit as it finally crests, pushing her jeans down to her ankles with a bit of struggle. Beneath is a skimpy pair of black underwear, hugging her curves tightly, with a gentle sheen on her inner thighs from her excitement. And what's this? With her thighs together, a tattoo can be seen on her inner thighs, of an arrow pointing up to the source of the damp. She scoots a bit closer, her thumbs curling onto her panties as she slowly starts to work them down, letting her watch as they finally come free from against her soaked pussy lips, gentle webs of her fem-cum peeling away as her soaked-through panties are pulled off, and fall to her ankles. Her pussy is bald and shapely, the muscles surrounding it are clearly visible as she arches her back, allowing the full view to be taken in, before she smiles, turning about and kicking the panties away, before slowly climbing onto the bed on her knees, her lips coming in contact with the snow leopard's, her hands curling onto the back of her neck and her upper back.

porterjoe(Joynx) : The heavenly display pours into Sona's retinas like photonic fire; her body quivering with need to the point that watching those saturated panties finally come away sends a near climactic jolt of tingling through her shaft, "You're...so sexy, Syria," she whimpers before regretfully having to clench her eyes to stave off her orgasm, "I can't...say it any better," her words are gratefully cut off to lean into Syria's kiss, one paw wrapping around the lizard's lower spine, and the other desperate to explore along her finally revealed vagina. She tucks two fingers forward to trail along Syria's labia, stroking along the silken wetness from her nectar as Sona's own burbles rapidly beneath her. whycantistop : Syria blushes while kissing her, her mouth coming off for a moment to let in a breath from the feel of the fingers so eagerly moving onto her soaked pussy, panting as she nuzzles into the leopard's neck, one hand curling it's fingers into her hair as she hangs on, the other moving back up onto her soft, fuzzy breast, squeezing gently as she grinds again, feeling her swollen clit slide against her, shivering gently with all the ministrations. She sits up a bit more, rolling her hips, moaning quietly as she feels the pleasure rushing through her, her tail curling up between them, it's side holding her hand against her pussy, but also draping along hers, gently sliding and grinding her rather rough tail scales, before she leans down again, her mouth gently curling onto her goddess' ear, suckling on it gently, before letting a hot sigh into it. "Mmf... I need you... please... I'm ready..."

porterjoe(Joynx) : Sona falls back slowly as if it were the easiest thing in the world, the warm plea in her ear blowing her over like a reed in the wind. Her paw slides back behind along the sheets at the other moves to her lips; lapping away Syria's feminine fluid and letting her scent flood into a storm of sensuous affection, "Y-you go just a f-fast as you like," She gasps with her eyes glassy in desire, "I won't...won't hump up until you...you're ready," her voice peters into a mewl under the sustained hardness of her cock; each throb of her heart seeming to stretch the black form tighter and shinier under the glossy film of precum that flowed out even faster if anything under the possibility of finally feeling just what those muscles along Syria's pussy could do to her. whycantistop : Syria, panting with a smile, slowly starts to climb up her body, having to nearly have her crotch right in her goddess' face to make up for the sheer size of her, smiling as she makes sure to keep her tail pressed hard against her pussy, sliding up along the side of her churning testes as her hand moves down, gently gripping the massive thing, pulling it up and gently lining it up, making sure to gently slide the thick head of it against her tight pussy lips, biting her lip as even THAT was sending her head reeling in pleasure, and wetting the tip up nicely, before she looked down to her goddess, who was allowing her complete control, and smiles genuinely, before moving her hips back, feeling the pressure grow and grow until the thick head finally pops in, her mouth gaping as she takes a deep breath in, her eyes clenching a bit with the mix of pain and pleasure from the stretching. She was -enormous-! But after a few seconds and bit of movement, things started to lighten up, and she smiled down her reassuringly, her hand continuing to help guide the unbelievable length as she pushed back a bit more, feeling it slowly starting to slide in, inch by agonizing inch... porterjoe(Joynx) : It was taking everything in Sona's power to not start pounding her hips up furiously into the mind-numbing tightness of Syria's passage, her paws clutching at the bed to brace against the swirling haze that made every thought trail stickily as though her mind was a pool of honey. She almost couldn't believe that she was finally driving into the lizard amazing folds; the need to experience it all managing to stop her from tensing herself and cumming right then and there. As her senses faded in an out of relative consciousness under the pleasure, she tried to keep her hooded gaze fixed on Syria's eyes, the desire to see her enjoy every second as much as possible reducing her involuntary twitches to a minimum. Even with this thought in mind, though; it was no small task to keep from shuffling down as well into Syria's tail, the stimulation inflaming her labia and making her feminine sex flare with sensation. The occasional twitch sends blistering pleasure up through her passage whenever the tip rubs against her clitoris, making her face flush hard and her cock throb more strongly inside of Syria's channel. whycantistop : Syria, as she moves her way down on the hot thing pulling her insides open, continues to gently rock and get used to the wonderful size and shape, panting each time she comes down, her lubrication dripping down onto her stomach as she continues to inch her way down, gasping as she feels the tip press against something deep inside of her, her hand moving down onto her lower stomach as she pants, biting at her lip, looking down to the goddess who was about to take her virginity, then with a final thrust she moans out "YES!" she cries out, feeling her hymen tear, and her insides -clench- down on the intruder. Her legs tremble gently as she breathes vocally, moaning quietly under her breath, her head leaning back as she starts to rock more and more, feeling the huge, slick length sliding further and further up into her, her hand holding onto her tummy as she feels it moving inside of her. "Yes... ohhh... yes..." her voice babbles on as the pleasure rushes through her, panting as her head spins from the intense pleasure. porterjoe(Joynx) : The leopard slips out of her mind for a moment from the bash rush of sexual heat assaulting her and making the room spin around her. If she had been able to form conscious thoughts through the coital delirium, she might have been able to slow her eyes that were rolling in near panic at the euphoria she slides through her lover's virginity, "hmmnnnn! Ohhhhh," she whimpers and mewls through heaving lungs with her claws digging into the sheets, her toes clenched and shaking along with her entire body from the straining bliss enveloping her, "Syria...oh, Syria," her panting moans barely audible with the volcanic blush soaking her head in erotic steam.

whycantistop : Syria, while she pants and continues to rock back against her, crying out as the pleasure keeps her body arching and clenching down on her, moving forward as her lips collide heavily with the leopard's as she pants deliriously through her nose, rocking a bit harder, her insides nicely working to her size as she goes, lowering, and lowering, and "Ahh! Gods!" she cries out, feeling the head of her cock jab against something else inside of her, so deep, so far up her it almost feels like it's going into her chest! "My... My... Oh gods... You... You're... HUGE..." she moans out with a squeak in her voice, knowing that the head of the leopard's long love was pressing right into her womb's entrance, causing her to back off a bit from trying to take it all in, but instead slowly starting to slide right towards the tip, just until it's about to pop out, then sliding back down to where she can reach... over, and over, in long, slow strokes, her fingertips curling into the snow leopard's fur on her chest, hanging on as she continues to squeak and moan, her eyes watching hers with stars, her breaths hot and shaky. "Mmf... I'm... ready... T... t-take me... D-did... you want to... switch positions?" porterjoe(Joynx) : Sona can only shake her head in an effort to prevent any further delay, the thought of having to slip all the way out of this buxom beauty almost too much to bear considering, and in her state of sexual vertigo she didn't trust her ability to roll carefully enough. The sensation of hitting her partner's cervix sent both ecstatic rushes of pride and pangs of warning through her trembling form, so she gripped Syria's waist in her paws to begin rolling her hips up in shallow, shivering thrusts. Even the clutching fingers on her chest felt stimulating as she drives up into the dusky-scaled lizard, and her breath falls to even more ragged pants from the electric buzzing in her shaft. The need to keep from tapping against that sensitive membrane gives her a bit of distraction from her achingly close orgasm, her feminine fluid soaking beneath her as the trails of Syria's winds in warm fluidity into her belly fur. whycantistop : Syria smiles, panting as she feels the goddess start to pump into her, her mind absolutely -swimming- in pleasure from the slow rocks, feeling her trying to be careful not to ram into her too hard and she smiles appreciatively. After a few thrusts, she starts to get an idea where her hips would be exactly when she contacted, then smiles as her tail starts to slide up from her pussy, shifting itself around a bit to gently wrap itself around the base of the goddess' spire, coiling twice high and smirking, leaning herself up and letting herself fall her ass bouncing off of her spring-coiled tail, it enough to keep from going too deep, but also allowing her body weight to bounce gently on her lap as her tail clenches from the compression, making it almost feel like she's buried to the hilt! Syria lets out a quiet moan, her hands moving up onto her hot face, then down her chest and across her breasts, feeling the pleasure wash over her with every touch, starting to rock her hips as she stays sat up, bouncing her hips down onto her, feeling it slide in and out, her insides cinching down on her as she pants vocally, her eyes closing as she can hardly keep up with the pleasure, her hand unable to keep from moving down and begin gently playing on her clit, while the free tip of her tail finds it's way past her twins again, and down to her pussy, concentrating on having the tip gently flick at her clit too... porterjoe(Joynx) : Sona was all but exhausted from discovering new, more sensuous things about this incredible lizard; the temporary lack of stimulation to her labia made up for tenfold as she feels her sheath pressing against the coiled tail around the base of her shaft. Then the dexterous tip finds her swollen nub, and she screams breathlessly from trying to stop from cumming again, "AhhhHH...Ah...I can't...hold b-back," she whimpers with her chin tucked defiantly against the searing pleasure; aching to draw out this particular moment longest of all. She manages to look up at the angelic lizard above her, one clenched paw on Syria's waist finally able to slide over to begin twiddling over the lizard's clit as well. Sona had to feel this lizard cumming around her, nothing else mattered; not the crushing ache of her testicles and not the roaring furnace in her brain. She had to see what her ravishing lover looked like when she was in climax, and she would wait for an eternity if she had to so that they could orgasm together. whycantistop : She would get what she wanted much, much sooner than she had thought. As she looked down at her, hearing that she was so close, she could feel the fire in her burning hotter and hotter. She wanted it, she wanted all of it. She cried out throwing her head back, panting loudly as she bounced a bit harder, a bit faster, her insides clenching as she moved up, pulling on the cock delved so deeply into it. Her hands move shakily onto the leopard's shoulders, gripping into the wonderful fuzz as the climb to her orgasm was unstoppable now. Her virginity was shattered, she was on top of the most beautiful creature she has ever seen, and her pleasure was soaring higher than she's ever experienced! "Yes... Yes! Ooh YES!" she cries out, feeling her insides clamp down, reaching right up against the peak of her orgasm, before her body suddenly locks! A wave of pleasure hits her like a wall of bricks, her eyes shoot open before clenching shut, a tear rolling down her cheek before she suddenly -SCREAMS- out, again and again, rocking her hips forward with more of a bang against the leopard, bouncing harder than before as her insides clench and move, pulling and squeezing harder on her cock, milking it for all it's worth as her body tenses and jerks with her mind-blowing orgasm porterjoe(Joynx) : It was better than she could have imagined, every sound and expression crippling her mind in affection for Syria. The intensity of it all coupled, of course, by the most crippling ejaculation Sona could remember. She can almost feel the first enormous spurt of her semen as it rockets up through her shaft, her body awash in the sensation of scratching the most grating itch away into oblivion. The room appears to tumble away before her as her eyes roll back in her head, breaking away from the sight while her seed splashes into Syria's passage. A similar rush of ejaculative nectar sputters near-violently from her own rippling vagina, the white fur under her testicles matted under the gushing fluid. The leopard's brain is too lost in stretching heat to control her voice as it sings out in a sustained, low mewl; he lungs emptying themselves as her semen empties into her lover.

whycantistop : Syria pants loudly as she finally starts to come down from her orgasm, her hand holding her belly as she feels the warmth of her fluids in her body, moaning quietly as she moves forward, gently moving forward to let the cock start to slide out of her, shivering as she feels it sliding out of her, panting as her head spins, wanting to just lie down. Finally, the head of the cock comes out of her and causes her body to cringe from the feeling of it sliding out of her, sending a rush of the hot cum rush out of her, her hips still gently pumping at her before she starts to crawl down, snuggling up the soft, warm leopard, still panting, her face gently nuzzling against her cheek. "Oh... gods... thank you... mmf... I'm... tingling..." she continues to pant, her heart still pounding porterjoe(Joynx) : The afterglow of her own orgasm seems almost too intense for the cozy dizziness invading her mind, her formerly twitching body finally relaxing as her member pulls back into her sheath and her testicles settle into little contented mounds under her sheath, "Mmmnn...me too, sweetie," she purrs groggily and tucks an arm around Syria, cuddling her close with her tail moving to wrap lazily over her as well, "Th...that was so good..." her voice almost falls back into a needy mewl at the remembrance of her pleasure, every motion seeming to be weighted as she tries to regain her breath and slow her pulse, "I can't...wait to do that again," she smiles and begins licking over the lizard's face in slow, grooming laps of her tongue.