Today’s prompt selection was: Finger sucking, Wax play, Dacryphilia, and whilst I technically do have some things that fulfil those, they’re very short or minor. I went with a slight twist: tail sucking instead. Mutual, specifically.
Both Dom and Iolanda are what is referred to be many names, but Dom particularly is fond of the term PLAD: Person of Lower Astral Descent. They’re demon-kin, devil’s descendants, those who carry the Hells in their blood or their lineage or their past, tieflings or demonaics or any one of many other terms, but that doesn’t mean they’re the same. Iolanda, for instance, has feet; Dom has hooves. Both of them have tails, and both of them explore those in this segment which is itself a portion of a larger sexual encounter between them.
Dom is a red-skinned PLAD who was born to a noteworthy House in the Dwarven city of Am-Karrak, and raised within those strictures before being kicked out of her home and family. She left with a cousin – who became, in the process, a Sister in a way more meaningful than happenstance of birth – and they made a new life together. Dom is a sex worker of fairly high repute, to the point that she has attained the position of Treasurer with the local tactile sex worker’s Union – UPTSW local number 69 (“We’re the best branch,” she often says with a wink). Dom has hooves and a tail, curved thick horns sprouting from her forehead, red skin and black hair, and a body which started fairly curvaceous and has been made very much so through the application of training, surgery, magic, potions, etcetera. She has many, many piercings including a stud through her tongue, her ears, eyebrows, both nipples, her clit, and more.
Iolanda is a pink-skinned PLAD who was born in a small town out in the middle of nowhere, and is the host of the party (as well as being the character who inspired this project – being my wife’s PC or player character, I did write Iolanda’s POV in second-person as that’s how I tend to narrate TTRPG sessions. This excerpt, as a result, is written in second person). She has thick, curved horns, long magenta hair, and pure golden eyes, and is a naturally very curvy young woman.
This story is set in Arellan, a fantasy world.
This excerpt has a fair amount of description of sucking on and licking at tails to the point of orgasm, and is written in second person (“You walk down the hallway, your eyes sliding past each door in turn as you do…” etc.). If any of this is, or becomes, odd or objectionable to you, feel free to object via departure.
After the break is some sexy sucking!
“I’d like to explore that tail, if you don’t mind,” she murmured, plunging her tongue deep into your mouth with a sharp moan that you echoed as her piercing changed the familiar gesture in exciting ways. “Or rather,” she giggled as you parted, “have it explore me.”
Her hand stroked down it, from your spine along its length – gently, very gently, but it still drew a high-pitched noise from your throat which put a sharp grin on Dom’s lips. “It seems… very sensitive,” she murmured appreciatively, interestedly. “Do you mind, if I-”
Rather than finish the question, she encouraged the tip of your tail toward her mouth, parting her lips and partially extending her tongue with a raised eyebrow.
Repositioning up toward her a bit so that the rest of your tail’s length wouldn’t get tugged too sharply, you nodded swiftly, and groaned as she extended her tongue and traced it along the last few inches of your tail.
“S’-s’mostly sensitive at the tip an’ the base,” you breathed heavily.
Dom chuckled, grinning. “Where have I heard that before?” She giggled softly, holding out her hand, and her own tail slid up into it – longer than yours, it seemed, and thinner along its length. Where yours ended in a smooth rounded shape without much definition, Dom’s had a spade-shaped blade on the end of it.
“Mine’s mostly sensitive…” Dom murmured, holding her own tail to her mouth and then licking at the flat of the spade, lightly moaning as she did. “There,” she rolled her shoulders lightly back against the arm of the couch she reclined against, “but not really anywhere else.”
Then she gave yours another lick, this time twisting her tongue to trail the piercing across your tail, and it made you yelp softly.
“Oh! Oh the- that’s diff’rent, real different,” you nodded, “the li’l ball! It’s fun,” you gushed, grinning, and then leaning your head forward to give her tail a lick on the sensitive spot she’d demonstrated. The groan she let out sent a shiver down your spine.
“Is it too sensitive to go down my throat some?” Dom raised a curious eyebrow, regarding your tail for a second before her eyes flicked to yours. “I quite like that.”
“Bridget musta loved you,” you whispered breathlessly before nodding, heat filling your cheeks like they were the top of a chimney that started deep in your core. “Yeah, yeah it- that’d be good, um-”
As her lips wrapped around the tip of your tail, her eyes stayed locked on yours, and she slid her mouth further down it in a very practiced motion, giggling as she did. Your skin erupted with little shivers at the feeling of her giggles sinking directly into your tail, even moreso as the tip of it pressed against the back of her throat, lips wrapped tight and her tongue stroking against the underside of it.
You didn’t really need to silence your mouth, but it was making quite a lot of noise – and you didn’t really silence it, but you did muffle its noises a bit by taking her tail as well and devoting your mouth to it, leaving only your nose to release the gasps and moans and sighs and sharp sounds which came out as a result of Dom’s efforts. As a result of Dom’s throat, tight around the tip of your tail as she pushed it further in, still holding your eyes.
As you licked and kissed at the blade of her tail, it made her moan, made her groan – and as she moaned and groaned, the sounds sank directly into your tail and shot up your spine like a lance of fire sending shivers out to the sides and making you moan and groan in a delightful little feedback loop.
Dom, unlike your good friend Emmalyne, did need to breathe; but, it seemed, not particularly much. Well-practiced at holding her breath, it seemed, and quite well at breathing swiftly as well – pulling your tail out just enough for her to sharply inhale before pushing it deeper again and leading you to sharply stutter.
“Dom- yeah, that feel s- so good, yes!” You weren’t sure if she was timing her blinks for yours, or just didn’t need to blink, but her eyes burned firmly back into yours the entire time, stoking the fires higher as you licked lovingly at the blade of her tail, as you took it into your mouth to suck lightly and slide the tip of your tongue back and forth along it, each motion and exploration making Dom groan heavily into the tip of your tail buried in her throat.
It wasn’t an explosive orgasm, but more like a bonfire catching; starting small and building gradually, but by the end it was substantial – your face twisted and the sounds from your mouth did as well as Dom seemed to notice, pushing your tail even deeper into her throat and scraping at your ribs with the nails of her free hand.
“Dom! Nngh! Shit, shit- mmm!” You took her tail into your mouth as well, groaning hard as your spine jerked and you felt the ball in Dom’s tongue flicking from one side of your tail to the other, and as you lightly collapsed against her, she withdrew the sensitive appendage from her mouth with a gasp and a laugh.
“Sorry, I might’ve got carried away there,” she admitted with a grin that seemed to give hints of the feeling of a blush even though you weren’t sure how one could be seen with her red skin. “I really did want to feel your tail in me…”
“I think you did,” you gasped, shifting to kiss Dom and let out a high-pitched noise as her ball-pierced tongue danced with yours before you parted. “I’d be happy if you wanted to feel more though…”
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