[CaM] Chapter 3 - Heating up

The shower, while Laila played in the guest room, hit the spot for Arthom and he put a towel around himself and stepped out. "Bath is open" he shouted to let Laila know, that she could use it now.

He entered his room and let himself fall on the bed, not in a hurry to lose the towel or touch his pajama, that lay on the chair. He leaned back, closed his eyes and enjoyed the fresh feeling after the shower and the peace in his room.

His ears twitched, when he heard his door being opened and he opened his eyes and sat up to face the intruder.

The little mouse girl pushed herself through the gap in the door and let it close behind her. She was naked, as if she had been ready for her bath. That she was not in the bath yet was visible by her dry fur and the passed time since he left the shower had not been enough for her to bath and dry herself afterwards.

Arthom took a breath and wanted to say something about the girl running around naked again, when he noticed, that she had a troubled look on her face.

"What happened, Laila?" he asked concerned and tapped the space next to him on the bed. "Why are you not taking a bath?"

The girl came to his bed slowly and it looked like she was being a bit shy and uncertain. Arthom put his hands around her shoulder and pulled the naked girl against his flank. He could feel her hip pushing against the towel and her shoulder poking into his naked flank.

Laila leaned her head against his chest and did not respond directly. Arthom caressed her shoulder and waited for her to speak up, to not pressure the girl and make her uncomfortable.

The worry about her erased the fact, that he was half naked and the girl was naked, and they were sitting on his bed for the moment.

It took the girl nearly a minute, with a few sobs, until she started to speak.

"I... it just feels so bad." The girl complaint.

"What feels bad Laila? Did you hurt yourself?" he scanned her naked body and began to get worried, but the girl shook her head.

"No. This feeling in my stomach." She tried to explain. "And my body is so hot." Arthom began to get even more worried.

"Do you have a fever? Should we go to the doctor?" but the girl shook her head even stronger and put both her arms around his chest. Her arms were not long around to reach even half around his body.

"It is... my heat." She whispered, clearly a bit embarrassed about the topic.

"Oh!" Arthom was taken by surprise. "Ooohhh!" he dragged the second one longer, finally understanding what was wrong with the girl. It was just now, that he noticed the scent, the girl was emitting.

It smelled a bit spicy and at the same time, he also felt a tingle in his loins and his member that crept out already and pushed against his towel.

"I am sorry Laila. I am a guy. I don't know much about heats. Is this your first time?" after he asked this, he realized that the girl knew exactly what was happening with her and therefore most likely had have a heat before already.

Like a confirmation for his thoughts, the girl softly shook her head. "My second." She whispered and the shaking of her voice showed that she felt conscious about the topic. It was a very private topic after all.

"How did you manage it the last time?" he asked, to keep the conversation running. He tried hard to ignore his member, that was clearly pitching a tent in his towel.

"The last time, mom helped me." She replied.

"Okay... and how did she help you?" Arthom asked. The girl fidgeted a bit in his arm and the friction of her head rubbing against his fur and skin did not help Arthom to calm down and fight against his twitching member, that already maxed out under the towel.

"She rubbed me here, and then... she... licked me." The girl stuttered and her one hand glided into her private zone between her legs.

Arthom gulped strongly, when his eyes followed her hand and he saw that a threat of sticky liquid connected her pussy with her hand, when she pulled it a bit away.

"Erm... I see..." he said with a husky voice, unsure what to say. He had been interested in the last years about how girls pleased themselves or what they did during the heat, which he read a lot about in his magazines, but he did feel a bit uncomfortable to have this discussion with the little Laila.

"Can you help me?" the girl suddenly squeaked with her voice breaking and sounding extremely embarrassed. Arthom did not know, that the girl, that ran around naked in front of him, would be embarrassed by anything.

The question caught him absolutely off guard, even more because his mind had been quite occupied with the panic over his maxed-out member.

When his mind wrapped around the words she said, he looked into the face that looked up and already had taken a deep breath to tell her off, when his black orbs met her blue ones and he saw the major trouble that she felt in them.

Her eyes, watery from tears, showed him that it had been a major fight for her to ask for what she just asked from him, but that the pain, or whatever feeling it was that was associated with a heat, made her forget all her fears or concerns and ask the only person that could help her.

Her mother was not there and from what Laila told him, calling her would not bring any difference, because she taught her daughter already on how to deal with it. Even though it seems that she did not show her how to do it herself.

Arthom gulped and kept the refusal, that was on his tongue, in. He looked into her eyes for another minute, before he took another deep breath. He noticed that he had caressed her shoulder the whole time.

"Okay..." he heard his own voice and could hear it more than he felt before that his mind fought a hard battle to convince itself that this was the right thing to do for the little girl.

"But you must show me how, okay? I am not your mother, so I have no idea how to do it right and I don't want to hurt you."

The girl nodded and lowered her gaze. In the shivering of her body, Arthom could feel that she was extremely nervous and maybe even a bit afraid. He knew that he had to be very careful and not rush this to get it over with.

"So, what do I do?" he asked, hoping that the girl would not notice that his towel hid a full-grown member out of its pouch. He would have preferred to ask the girl to leave and put on some clothes first, and wank one round to get this pressure inside him out, but he did not know how he could approach this request and therefore he decided to just deal with it until he had helped the girl.

The girl loosened the arms around him and slowly climbed on his lap. Arthom felt her hitting his member through the towel and had to suppress a moan, while the girl got comfortable on his lap.

Her back rubbed against his member, that now was stuck between her back and his belly. Arthom just hoped, that the girl thought it was the towel. He did not want to make her feel even more uncomfortable.

He gulped again, when the girl spread her legs a bit and a fresh draft of her scent waved up to him.

She took his hand, that just lay limp next to his leg, with both of her hands and pulled it between her slightly opened legs.

Arthom could feel the heat and that her pussy was drenched in liquid, when his fingers softly placed over her vagina.

"She started with a light rub here." The girl explained with a shaking voice and Arthom, feeling just as uncomfortable with the task he had to do as the girl, started to slowly move his hand up and down the wet, hot and soft mount.

The moans of the little girl filled the room and did not help Arthom to suppress his own lustful noises. He had to clench his teeth to hold in the lust that her noises, the wet and soft touch at his hand, which was already drenched as well, and the rubs of her back against his member when she squirmed happily, caused.

After a while, the girl was already twitching slightly under his touch, she pulled his hand away and he moved it up and licked it before he realized what he was doing.

The taste of the girl in heat on his hand made his mind dizzy and a soft muffled moan escaped him.

"Now, mommy played with this thing." The girl explained, not noticing what Arthom just had done and captured entirely in her own pleasure. Arthom felt his other hand being pulled over her snatch again and her fingers guided him towards her clit.

He knew that it was her clit, from sexual education at school, but it was the first time for him to touch one. His heart started to beat harder and he greedily lapped away on his wet hand, cleaning it from all the liquid, while his left hand, or better the fingers, started to softly fondle and stimulate the clit of the little girl. If felt much bigger than he had anticipated from the pictures at school.

The girl snuggled against him in pleasure and moaned openly, while he continued to caress her clit. He did not regard his actions but just did them on autopilot, absolutely stuck in the sensation of the taste and the smell of the girl and her body pushing against his member through the towel on a regular basis.

He only snapped out of this, when he felt her hands holding his left hand and stopping it. He noticed that her body twitched slightly, and she let out a long squeak. It looked like he managed to give her a small orgasm already. Little girls sure were sensitive.

"After that, mom always lay me on the bed and licked me." The girl huffed, still trying to catch her breath. She climbed down from his lap and lay down in front of him, with her legs facing the end of the bed and her head looking up into his eyes from between his own legs.

"Okay." He whispered and touched the tip of her nose with one finger. "I will do my best. Close your eyes and enjoy."

The girl closed her eyes and he climbed down the bed, holding his towel up to make sure it would not fall, and kneeled behind the bed, facing the girl's feet.

His mind did not hesitate anymore. Licking her juices had hit a nerve in him and made his body tingle and long for more of the tasty threat.

Arthom grabbed the legs of Laila and pulled her a bit more to the edge, while softly spreading them a bit more to give him access to the private region. The girl squeaked softly but did not fight against his advance.

The boy now began to softly caress the lips of the girl, while he took a good look at what he was dealing with. His heart was beating like a drum and his hands shook a bit. He looked at his first real genuine pussy.

He stimulated her clit, that looked engorged, a bit, while he used his other fingers to pull the pussy open and have a look. It was hard to see clearly with all the liquid gushing out and over his fingers, but he could see the inner lips, that were usually hidden by the outer lips, and the clitoris. He also saw the small hole that led to the bladder of the girl and under it was a thin layer, the hymen, that covered most of her vaginal opening to the tunnel that would lead to the womb. He learned all that in class a few years back.

An impatient growl from the girl made him close his face to the pussy and take a deep breath in through the nose. His nostrils twitched and he could feel a warm shiver run though his body, when he took in the highly potent smell of the girl. His nose opened wide and he took two more deep breaths, sucking in the lovely scent of the girl, before he extended his tongue and started to lick over the moist organ in front of him.

The taste was like the smell but ten times stronger on his body. He did not even notice, that the towel fell from his hips and one of his hands moved to his own loin and he started to slowly rub it along his member while his tongue lapped hungrily at the small opening of Laila and scooped up all liquid that she produced.

He washed his tongue over her clit, over the outer lips, the inner lips, the pee hole and then also over her hymen.

He only heard her squeaks of extasy like a far away noise, because there was a whoosh in his ears from the blood pumping through his head and his senses concentrated on the taste and smell of the girl.

He felt her twitch under his tongue and her pussy gripped at the soft and warm organ that pushed through her lips. He controlled himself enough to not try and push into the little gap that the hymen left into her canal, but he caressed the hymen with his tongue and even sucked at her pussy, to get more of her juices out.

What snapped him out of the trance were the legs of the girl, suddenly folding behind his head and pulling his head hard against her cunt. He felt the legs and her whole body twitch and shiver extremely strong and then his muzzle, that covered her whole snatch, with the tongue currently being under her pussy, even touching her tail hole, and being crushed between his yaw and her small body.

Then the girl erupted, and her juices splashed into his muzzle. There was so much, that Arthom had to gulp down hastily to make room for the new liquids pushing into him from the girl. He only now noticed the heat that emitted from her pussy and that the liquid also was quite warm, but he liked it and closed his eyes, until a few spurts later the juiced subsided and he noticed that the body of the girl relaxed and the legs behind his head went limb.

He pulled away, not without sparing one last lick over the pussy of Laila and looked at the girl rolling on her stomach. He heard a whispered "Thank you!" from her head, that was muffled, because she pushed her head into the pillow.

Her legs bent up, still slightly spread, and her tail was swooshing back and forth over her back, being raised up and showing everything, she had under it.

Arthom enjoyed the view between her legs on the slightly opened pussy. Juices were already running out of it again and soaked into the cover of his bed, but he did not mind.

Now, that his mind took in other things than her taste and scent, he noticed his hand around his member and that it was already wet from his own pre.

He had to admit, that he enjoyed this just as much as the girl seemed to have enjoyed it, and a low purr emitted from his throat, while he looked at her vagina like in trance and slowly went up and down his dick.