Sandy's Lust chpt 1
#1 of Sandy's Lust
All was dark under the night sky of Bikini Bottom. The flowing seaweed of the ocean bead softly whistled as the wind passed through their thin, planty blades. Not a single fish was out on the streets of the otherwise social underwater metropolis- only the midnight chirps of the wild scallops swimming by in flocks.
Sandy Cheeks, possibly the only non-aquatic resident of Bikini Bottom (at least to her scientific knowledge) rested peacefully in her tree house, protected by the large, glass air dome which she also called home. The squirrel blissfully snored away the night, drooling all over herself as visions of acorns danced in her head. Silly, little nuts: about as large as herself, teasing her with all their nutritious goodness, always scurrying away from her dream self's reach. At the rate they're making her salivate, she'd flood her dome half-full by the next morning!
But something's been subtly irritating her attention away from the formidable acorn hunt: a mild warmth warming her pelvis, of all places, from under her sheets. She didn't bat much of an eye about it at first: it gets reeeeeaaaaalllly cold at the bottom of the sea at night- "Maybe it's just my thermostat finally decidin' ta kick in an' warm the place up." She told herself, her Texan drawl fully showing. She went right back to sleep.
But the mild warmth only spread itself across her furry body over time, making it uncomfortable for her to stay still in bed. She tossed and turned restlessly, biting her bottom lip with her huge buckteeth as she clenched her thighs together. "What in tarnation? W-what's going on?" Before long she realized that maybe it wasn't her house or her sheets that were warming her up to uncomfortable levels- it was herself.
Sandy's body was soon invaded by intense urges from out of left field! Her breathing grew to thick huffs as she began to scratch at her collarbone softly, slowly removing her periwinkle nightgown by its shoulder straps. Her dress uncovered a pair of two, perky breasts as it slid off her torso: small enough to be shamed even by grapes in size, barely protruding from her chest, if at all. The anxious squirrel rubbed her fleshy nipples which were hard enough to cut diamonds, which only added to her body's urges.
"Gyaaaah-haaah~" the poor girl couldn't understand what's happening to her- her body was under its own, and out of her own. Though she didn't seem to mind: she couldn't put her finger on it, what's causing these cravings, but whatever she's doing gave her more happiness and joy than any of her science projects.
After a while, she grew bored with just giving her girls all the fun, and took the party downstairs. Fully removing her sleepwear and tossing it gently to the floor by her toes, she found her sex dripping wet, almost completely soaking the fur of her inner thighs and some of the covers below. She pressed against her lady lips softly, but firmly, the the ends of her fingers, savoring the intense warmth coming off of her femininity.
The bedroom was filed with the rodent girl's quiet squealing of growing excitement, simultaneously spreading her pussy, and teasing her left nip while letting wave after wave of ecstasy pound her body into submission. "Gyaaahh-haaah! D-dear Neptune: I-I-I think I'm in heat!" She muttered to herself under her moaning, conserving all of her energy for only her bodily pleasure.
She impatiently couldn't take the teasing, anymore- she lunged her fingers into her hungry womanhood with no regrets! "Gaaaahhh~!" The pain wasn't all severe, but it was enough to take the poor girl off guard, causing her to shed a slight tear. Her urge took over her fingers: back and fourth in a quick motion, Sandy drowned away the awkward, sensitive feeling remorselessly, churning her essence into a thick honey. Slick-slick-slick-slick-slick, her fingers dampened and became heavy from soaking her sex juices, but never exhausting- she wasn't going to rest until she felt satisfied!
"Yes! Yes! Yes! YES~!" Sandy could feel it: an intense pressure, building evenly across her hip. Her body was telling her she was reaching her climax. She couldn't wait for her end; from now on, it was full speed ahead! "Hynnnngh~!" she bit down on her lip, almost to the point of filleting it with her buckteeth, her legs squirmed and danced wildly as all the pressure migrated to her womb while her fingers paced faster, and faster inside her walls. She was right on the edge, ready to burst at any second!
"H-HERE IT C-COMES- GAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" With a final push of her fingers her pussy erupted in a thick orgasm! Hips jerking violently as her lady flower quivered, she must have at least spewed a good quart or two with each squirt! Her body suddenly felt heavier, exhaustion was finally catching up to the squirrel. Her nighttime fun was over.
"I-I'm...gasp...I'm in heat...gasp..." she could barely hear herself talk from under her heavy gasps. Her sheets were extraordinarily wet with her cum, Sandy tiresomely tried her best not to place her feet in the mess she made.
This was the first heat she ever experienced. A little part inside her felt a little disappointed in her: how could she, an intellectual woman of science and karate, fall easy victim to a primitive reproduction call? She dreaded the day this problem would crop up: she knew this was a sign she was ready to breed, and it's a sign that won't naturally go away in weeks, maybe even months, without putting a biscuit in her oven. She'd rather focus on science-y stuff and karate and dancing acorns and other things! Oh well, at least there's one thing she wasn't worried about: at least she'll get a good night's sleep tonight.