I Sold My Soul To Play The Blues, Ch. 7
A collaboration by earbender and I.
I kissed Natan on the nose, and he kissed me back. Then he moved his hand-paws to my lower teats, cupped them, and began to caress my nipples with his thumbs.
I smiled at him and he smiled back and... my stomach grumbled. "Natan, we should really make breakfast," I told him, and he agreed.
So we got out of bed and went into the kitchen, still unclothed. "You can set the table," I told him, and while Natan looked on I took out dino-eggs from the refrigerator and something I'd bought that looked very much like a pre-cooked lobster-sized trilobite. I began to prepare an omelet from the eggs, first dicing up and pre-frying some thin green shoots that smelled like a combination of garlic and asparagus, adding salt and a sort of mustard-pepper and this funky-fragrant red sauce I bought that's like a combination of Tabasco sauce and Vietnamese fish sauce. Good stuff! Hard to resist the urge to drip some on the floor and roll on it. Tail wagging and humming happily to myself I cracked open the trilobite thing and tossed the meat in with the greens, then turned off the heat while whipping up the eggs and pouring them into a second pan with just hot oil in it. Almost ready!" I said, "Do you have the table set yet?"
"Damn it I forgot!" yelped Natan, quickly setting out copper-ware on the table and pouring us fruit juice.
We sat down and began to eat. "Wow! This is really good!" he said, and I smiled at the compliment: I had always loved to cook, and learning proper use of Vroufian food was a real challenge. And an opportunity. I was glad this experiment had turned out so well.
Halfway through the meal he began to play footsie with me under the table, making me giggle girlishly. Our scents mingled together with the food and fresh grass-scented morning air drifting in through the kitchen window, and the warmth and tingles were already returning to my teats and underbelly. By the time we where finished eating I was thoroughly wet downstairs.
"Come on," I told him, "let's go back to bed..." He nodded and we got up, putting our dishes in the sink. He took my hand-paw in his, and together, our tails wagging, we went back to my bedroom.
Natan slipped a condom on without being reminded, and right away I climbed into bed on all fours, looking back over my shoulder at him as I swished my tail aside for him. He got behind me and penetrated me, and soon I was crying out in ecstasy as he fucked me to a howling orgasm, and then another. I felt his penis pulse inside me as he finished in me, and then he leaned over my back and began to massage my teats, tightly knotted inside.
God, it felt so good to have him in me, filling my vagina, completing me and making the ache to be penetrated go away...
"Larry," Natan said, "I wrote a song I want to play for you."
"Oh, how sweet," I replied. "You want to go to your place after this and jam out for awhile?"
"Sure do," he answered.
And so when his knot had subsided he pulled out of me and we both got out of bed and put our shorts on. Natan grabbed the box of condoms, and we left my trailer for his.
Once inside, Natan fired up his tube amp, told me to have a seat, and began to play:
I got the heat-hot tail-flip blues. What's this I feel? Can it be real? I'm so confused! Well you can sniff roun' my back door, Can't growl you no, just howl for more! I got the heat-hot tail-flip blues
I got the heat-hot tail-flip blues. You found my spot. What's that ya got? Am I being used? Who cares, you're hot! Let's tie the knot! You got me rooted to this spot! I got the heat-hot tail-flip blues
I got the heat-hot tail-flip blues. Took up your offer now it seems I can't refuse! Oh dear, we're stuck now. What's your name? Will you be coming here again? I got the heat-hot tail-flip blues.
I grinned at him and clapped. "That was really good!" I laughed, "You've got a real feel for those raunchy blues innuendos! I think the Vrouflings will take to them, and if you play that at the right clubs you'll be REALLY popular! You know what they say about those perky curled up husky tails... always ready for a good time..."
Natan rolled his eyes in mock exasperation. "It's for YOU to sing," he replied, handing me the score. We practiced the song until I was too horny to think about anything but sex with him again, and we retired to his bedroom.
We played music together in the nude all day long, breaking only for sex and to have snacks from Natan's fridge. By the time night fell we where both exhausted, and slept together all cuddled up.
I dreamed we where playing music together in the nude, and that I was hugely pregnant. My teats felt swollen and they ached, my nipples itched, and I could feel the bodies of my puppies inside me, sometimes moving, their little limbs and heads and tails pressed up against the sides of my bulging womb...
Then a puppy kicked inside me and I woke with a start, staring up at the ceiling. My whole body felt warm and tingly, my vagina ached to be penetrated, and I was wet between the legs. I "Eeped!" and put my hand-paws straightaway to rest over my womb, re-assuring myself that my belly was still flat.
It had only been a dream.
But God was I horny - I was still in heat! I looked over at Natan, his chest gently rising and falling as he breathed, and reached down to stroke his sheath. Slowly, his penis started to come erect as he slept.
I started licking his head and muzzle, ears and nose, and he snorted and began to come awake.
He looked at me with his deep blue eyes and smiled. "Come on, let's do it!" I urged him, and he nodded and licked my nose. Then he was slipping on another condom as I was getting to all fours, and we made love.
Afterward, we showered together and I asked Natan to give me oral. He agreed and we got back in bed. I laid on my back, raised my knees in the air, and he began to lick my pussy, sending sensuous waves of pleasure through my body until I was squirming and bucking and crying out in pleasure. The empty feeling in my womb and vagina only grew until I couldn't take it anymore, and I was begging him to "fuck me, please!"
Thankfully, he put on a condom first, and we did it again.
We made love all day long, playing music together and making snacks, until night fell and we fell asleep together in each other's arms.
I dreamed I was standing over a crib with a pile of little furry puppy-babies in it. My teats all ached and felt bloated, so I picked one up and put him to my upper right teat, smiling as I felt his warm, wet mouth close around my nipple.
He sucked, and I felt a sensation like an electric cable of pleasure running from inside my teat to my pussy, and warm wet milk flowed through my nipple. I moaned, and woke up.
I blinked a few times as I realized that Natan had his mouth around the nipple of my upper right teat and was sucking for all he was worth, while his hand paw was at my groin, stroking my wet pussy lips. My tail was slamming against the bed: God, he was driving me crazy with lust!
"Natan!" I exclaimed, and he stopped sucking and looked up at me, smiling. I sighed and licked the top of his head.
My whole body felt warm and tingly, my nipples all erect, and my vagina and womb felt empty, my pussy wet and aching to be penetrated. I was still in heat...
"Put a condom on," I told him, and got to all fours as he did. Then he was behind me, mounting me and riding me. God, I needed him in me. He fucked me until I came twice, then growled and came himself, knotting in me.
Natan relaxed on my back, playing with my teats, and I thought about the dream I had just had. And I wondered what it would be like to be a mother, to be pregnant, and to nurse our puppies. Then I shook my head, dismissing the thought. Hormones again, I thought, earnestly hoping I wasn't pregnant at all.
When Natan's knot shrank he pulled out of me and we showered together, then made love again, then ate breakfast, then made love again, then went into his living-room to play music together in the nude, interrupted only by making love and occasional snacks.
And slowly, I started to come out of heat. I wanted to do it less and less often, and by the time evening came I felt almost normal again. I slept a dreamless sleep that night, and by the next morning I wasn't horny at all.