How it all started...
#1 of A Problematic Relationship
This is my first adult story series I've actually decided to write, hell, it's the first piece of literature I've ever written, so please bare with me if there are any mistakes and please don't hesistate to contact me via my profile if you'd like to share your thoughts on the contents below. All comments here WILL be read and responded to, but I do prefer IM networks. It's really up to you! Constructive feedback is more than welcomed, and feel free to pitch your story ideas after you've read the end. I'd love to hear them. I apologize for this story being so short, but I hope it sets the scene for the later writings that'll follow this one. If this receives a decent response from the community, I'll try and write as quickly (but carefully) as I can, but for now - Enjoy!
- * * "Act respectable, Khelik!" he always exclaimed, every time I did something he didn't agree to. I always had to abide by the rules of what he saw as 'right' and 'wrong' whenever I was around him - Never had any time to myself, and never had any privacy. He's my father, see. The one I'm supposed to 'look up' to whenever I need some directions in life. Pah - I didn't need help from some that continuously fought over who the winner was in his poker tournaments and drinking contests. I know that everyone isn't perfect, but he came home every night blathering to my mother how angry he was that dinner wasn't served on the table at the correct time. I suppose that's the reason behind leaving the house as quickly as I could back then, I couldn't stand to be preached at every single day of my life. I suppose it's a similar feeling most come down to when they're forced to choose between acceptance and denial; I just happened to be the 'whatever' type. Y'know, the type that didn't accept either outcome and just 'goes with the flow', so to speak. That didn't get me very far, as I'm sure you saw that coming. I'm sitting here in this empty cubicle, working 12 hours a day just to stay alive...it's not a nice feeling to know that your annual income isn't exactly the most prized part of your existence, heh. It's sad to say that this job has actually changed my life forever. See, I used to be optimistic about the future, just as any other guy has aspirations to be some globally recognized hotshot if you catch my drift. I can't say that this job hasn't had its fair share of positives, because it has...in many ways. I remember the first time I met...'her' here. My god, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on. Her name was Chloe - Just whispering that name now sends rather pleasurable tingles down my spine. I'll explain... -*- The first time I met her, she was an intern at our company. I was picked out by my boss to show them the ropes and give them a detailed tour of the place. Can't say it was the most exciting assignment I've ever had there, but it was something different. I remember every single detail of that tour as if it were crystal clear, displayed in front of me. I apprehensively stepped up to the (somewhat odd) selection of people the boss had me working with and saw a few rather interesting 'specimens', so to speak - All of them in their late-teens, close 20's. Running my eyes over the cluster before introducing myself, I saw her, beaming at me with this cheeky, almost devilish smile. Her eyes were beautiful...diamond-like...ocean-blue...soul-peircing...her body was almost mouthwatering. Her faultless curves, her immaculate hands, her impeccable waist, all of it was pure eyecandy. "Good afternoon everyone, my name is Khel and I'll be your-" A faint giggle resonated from the centre of the group, which happened to be where this stunning vixen was standing. I raised my eyebrow a little, regained my composture, and continued. "...I'll be your guide throughout the tour of the officies. If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask them. Before we start, does anyone have any inquiries?" Not a word was muttered or spoken, so I swiftly continued. Throughout the entirity of the round-trip of the work environment, the only thing my mind centred on was her seductive gaze. It was difficult getting through the office without having to get some air and clear my thoughts...she was almost like a poison in my mind, spreading to every cell in my brain. You try getting someone so exquisite out of your mind! I never did manage to finish the tour with the interns, I don't know whether there was someone watching over me or something, but the sudden whining sound of the fire alarm being enabled was like a symphony to my ears, saving me from my prison, almost like an antidote to her suggestive watch. Turning to my group, I pointed them in the general direction of the fire escape, but something was wrong; She wasn't there. I thought that she must've already gone with the rest of the employees, so the niggling thought in my mind was cast-aside while I was focusing on getting my group out as safely as I could. -*- I heard a soft voice coming from behind me as I was inches away from entering the fire exit, "Khel?" - I turned around to see her standing there, her hands behind her back, her midnight black pupils directed at me, her shoulders arched back as to push her rather large cleavage out in front of her, a rose tint spreading across her cheeks. "Miss. Walker, right? what are you still doing here, you should be outside already! It's not safe to be here." I carefully explained, trying to keep my composure for her. "Please...call me Chloe...I....I set the alarm off, Khel. I didn't mean any harm - I just wanted..." I could hear her voice trembling, but she didn't seem like she wanted to weep....it was something else. I looked at her lower figure and she was rubbing one knee against the other whilst her thighs were firmly clamped together, as if she was trying to hide something from me. She advanced, taking a few steps toward me and before I could say anything, she pressed herself against me; Her arms still tucked away behind her back. "I...I just..." she stuttered, somewhat unsure of herself now that I was holding her. A vibrant crimson fluttered across her cheeks as she gently nuzzled her face into my chest. I could do nothing more than wrap my arms around her, embracing her, wanting to give her the warmth she seemed to so desperately seek from me. Moments seemed like hours when she was in my arms, I had never felt anything so powerful in my entire existence, I felt...alive. She looked up at me with those diamond-azure eyes as she started slowly moving her paws to my waist, tugging lightly on my belt as she began licking my chest through my shirt. "Chloe...I don't think we should be doin-" she cut me off before I could say any more. Her right paw lightly covering my muzzle as she slowly slided her free paw up and down my bellyscales. I could do no more than gasp lightly at her touch as she watched me, seemingly loving my reactions. "Sit....sit down for me, draggie..." she commanded as her smile gleamed through her maw. I happily obeyed and turned my head to find the nearest office chair and slowly sat down. As I did, I unknowingly allowed the tent in my trousers to be made obvious to her. She moved to kneel down in front of me, slowly using her paws to unfasten my belt whilst using her tounge to lick my crotch through the cloth barrier. My hands were firmly in place in the armrests of the chair, clenching my fists as I felt every motion of her tounge over my clothed member. When my belt was off and thrown to the side, she stood up and walked behind the chair I was sitting in, leaning over and rubbing her paw over my bellyscales. "How's my draggie like that?" she whispered in my ear, demanding a response. "Oh...oh god, this has been long overdue..." I muttered as she slid her paw down into the front of my trousers, gripping my balls lightly and squeezing them, feeling them for contents. "Mmm, this draggie hasn't been milked in a while, has he?" she breathed as she licked my ear. I closed my eyes and focused on the world this perfect vixen was creating around me. I mustered a quiet whimper of desperation as she removed her paw from my crotch and moved back to keel in front of me. I could feel both my trousers and boxers being pulled down to my ankles, leaving my pink erection standing proud away from my midnight black scales. She wasted no time in surrounding my length in her slick, wet walls of her maw. Sucking passionately, running her tounge along the underside of my throbbing shaft. I could smell my own musk as she slowed her pace to elaborate on the wet sounds my shaft was making inside her muzzle. My own moans of pleasure filling the office cubicle as my length popped free from her maw. She looked at me with wanting eyes, slowly and painfully drawing her gorgeous tounge across the sides of my cock as she watched me moan and squirm within her grasp. Her paw quickly moved to stroke the lower part of my shaft as she engulfed the top with her maw, sucking and pulling at the length in time with one another. Her other paw slid underneath my shaft and covered my balls, squeezing them with need, wanting them to empty every last drop into her maw. Still pulling at my cock, she withdrew my member from her mouth. "Cum for me, draggie. You need it as much as I do...cum in my mouth, I want it fresh from your aching balls..." - Her encouraging words only making me grip the chair harder in anticipation of my climax. "F-fuck...I'm close, Chloe..I'm gonna cum hard..." I moaned. She slid my member back into her wet, slick maw once more as she moved both her paws onto each testicle, rubbing them in a circular motion, coaxing the seed from their containers. I couldn't stand her assault any longer. My fists gave in and my whole entire body siezed up as I had an earth-shattering orgasam right then and there, shooting my warm, white, copious seed into her wanting muzzle. I could feel her sucking down every single drop, sealing her lips over the head of my cock as she drank wantingly from my shaft. "Mmm...draggie came a lot, didn't he?" she said childishly as she looked up at me and smiled, displaying her cum-covered muzzle to me as she stroked my shaft with her paw to coax out any remaining drop of seed if there was any. She slid herself up to my maw and planted her lips on mine, forcing my mouth open as she intertwined her tounge with mine, letting me taste my own seed-covered cock in her mouth. Footsteps resonated from the fire escape as I was still lost in a world of my own with the vixen. The escape door swung open, completely unknown to me. I heard what seemed to be gasps in the distance. My trance was immediately broken when I heard my boss breathe in for an impending roar. "kkkKKKKHHHHEEEEEELLLLIIIIIIIIIKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!" * * * To be continued...