Cooling the Desert’s Desire
This is a follow up story to this one. https://www.sofurry.com/view/810809 - Succumbing to the Desert Heat.
The
blazing sun hung high over the Artangi Oasis. It was always hot in the
savannah, except at night when the temperatures tended to plummet to the point
of raising goosebumps on uncovered flesh. There was no better place to be during those nocturnal
hours except within the confines of one's own home, and if that were not
possible, then this tree lined region surrounding the natural pool of spring
fed water was assuredly the second best place to be. The grasslands weren't as
bad as the true desert, but this time of year found them dry and inhospitable.
The
last caravan had left here a mere few days ago, leaving the idyllic oasis to
the birds, the bees and two others who sought out its comforting greenery.
The duo
in question made up an unusual pair to say the least. They had some of the same
sort of similarities and differences a fern had when compared to a palm tree.
One could see some slight resemblances, but the differences were too striking
to be ignored. While one was quite capable of walking upright, the other seemed
confined to all fours. And despite this, they conversed with each other as near
equals.
As it
was, they were both female, though
you would have been hard pressed to prove that fact from a fair distance.
The upright one seemed pretty well
hung,
That
was the one known as Fisi. Like all of her kind she was equipped with a penis
that wasn't a penis. She was a female through and through and despite this, the
untrained observer would have lost good money betting that she was a he. Just
make sure not to openly bet on such things in front of one or you'd suffer for
your ignorance.
It was
just the hyena way.
Fisi
was with her companion, a four-leg of another species who went by the name of
Rangi. There's a chance you've met them before. Their presence in the oasis was
by design, not chance, and their purpose was as clandestine as it was unlawful.
They were here for the purpose of satisfying one another, and that was going
against everything they had been taught since they had been cubs.
At the
moment they were both lounging in the pleasantly cool water that filled a large
depression in the local stone; the fabled spring that fed the famed Artangi
Oasis. They were washing off the dust and the sweat, hoping too that the waters
might wash away the unnatural warmth that had built up inside them.
Each
was filled with the great heat of emotional passion coupled with the disquiet
of hormonal imbalance. Those internal fires were enough to put to shame the
great overhead sun which burned down balefully upon them.
"Fisi?"
The
hyena sighed.
"What
is it?"
"Can we
stay here?"
"I
doubt it. The caravan masters are not all nice creatures. There is a good
chance that there would be words and eventually we would come to blows."
"That's
too bad. This is the first time in my life I have allowed myself to spend so
much time in water."
The
hyena grinned, her smiling face sitting just barely above the water line.
"I know
what you mean. It's too bad the oasis is neutral territory. It would be great
to claim it as our own."
"You
and me alone or the entire village?"
"Either
one would work. Water is so precious that we have to be stingy with it. But here
you can drink your fill and still have plenty to bathe in."
"Yes,
and then give it back to where it came."
"Rangi!"
cried the hyena in mock disgust. "Someone might want to drink that!'
"Oh
stop. The current carries it away. You and I both know that."
Fisi
grinned sheepishly.
"I
know. I've been doing it to."
"Why
you little trouble maker!" cried the four-legged one. "You've been doing just
like me the entire time?"
"Maybe.
I might be doing it right now."
Rangi giggled. "Me too."
"I know right? I don't think I've
ever been so relaxed in my whole life."
"Me
too. I see where this would be a trap."
"Trap?
How?"
"You
come here and you never want to leave.
But then you don't see your family or your friends ever again. Then
there's the hunting and the..."
"OK, I
get it. Leaving here will be difficult to do when the time comes."
"I
think it will be. We can't stay here forever."
"No we
can't. So we had better get our lies aligned well before we go back home, or
we'll be found out immediately. Otherwise your hide might become a rug and mine
will be on the floor right next to yours."
"Quit
worrying! The males didn't even know we were coming so no one will be the
wiser. Unless we are away for too long, I rather doubt anyone will notice that
we're missing. We just need to get home in a reasonable amount of time."
Fisi
grumbled. "Relax. We will."
Rangi
countered her. "I do until mention of going home is made. This place is so calm
and serene. Sometimes I think I never want to go back."
"Yeah,
I get what you're saying. Life can seem pretty pointless at times."
Rangi
got a goofy grin on her face.
"You're
not pointless."
"Uh,
thank you?" answered her friend, unsure of the meaning behind the compliment.
"I mean
it. You have an excellent point to you, right between your legs, and it's
wonderful for scratching itches."
There
was a snort from the hyena, following by an undignified giggle.
"Didn't
get enough before?"
"No,
not really. How about you?"
The
hyena pursed her lips in an attempt to silence her tongue. It didn't work.
"No."
"Then I
guess that much is settled. Let's not waste any time."
There
was a growl from the hyena.
"Don't
tell me what to do!"
"Or
else what?"
"Or
else...I'll just have to give you what you want," she said in mock defeat.
"Oh,
like it'll be such a chore for you. We've both had plenty of rest."
"Then
paddle over here and quit your whining."
"I am
not whining. Another five minutes of waiting may change that however."
"Then
by all means get over here. Your whining is pathetic and difficult to endure."
The
wild dog bitch dove under the surface and arose directly in front of her
friend.
"I
don't whine, I whimper."
"Oh do
shut up! If you're not careful, I'll be sticking it in your mouth instead of
your cub-hole."
"Hmmm.
What a curious thought."
"Rangi,
to consider such a thing goes against the rules!"
"It's
nothing compared to doing it. Wanna try?"
The
hyena actually blushed.
"Only
males do that sort of thing to each other.
"That's
only because they don't have us around to take care of their needs. Then again
we have each other for the moment. Are you going to let this chance go to
waste?"
Fisi
stood up, water cascading down her sides and back, her fur plastered against
her skin, showing off her muscular torso.
"No, I
suppose not. What can it hurt?"
"Now
you're talking!"
They
both got out of the pool, shaking as much water from their personages as they
could before occupying a spot on an old trader's rug carelessly left behind by
some forgetful merchant. Finding a pithy and semi rotted hunk of cycad, the
hyena stuck it under her head as a pillow. She eyed her companion thoughtfully.
The action she had suggested was something never even discussed in the village,
but here and now they were going to broach it in a way from which there was no
coming back.
The
particolored four-leg stepped gingerly between her friend's legs and grinned.
"This
will be interesting if nothing else."
She
slipped open her jaws and let her tongue to loll out, allowing it to wrap
around her friend's pseudopenis and quickly pulling it into her mouth. She gave
the tip a careful slurp, not knowing what reaction her actions would elicit.
Fisi
shuddered at the feeling. She had never really considered the merits of oral
stimulation, but her mind was quickly being won over to the net benefits of
such stimulatory actions. A warm wet tongue was nearly the perfect organ for
pleasuring a female, at least when a good solid penis (or similar tool) was
absent.
Without
warning, Rangi took the whole thing in her mouth, engaging every last inch of
it. The tip ended up causing her to choke and sputter, but she recovered
quickly. She adjusted her stance and moved her head to open up her throat,
allowing for easier passage of the organ into the depths of her larynx. Her
second try at taking the whole thing was much more successful.
The
hyena lay back with a groan and contemplated a future life with this amazing
four-leg. The village life was alright, but the rigors of being a subordinate
made one think at times if it was worth all the hassle.
She
wasn't implying that having responsibilities wasn't a good thing, but having a
little rest and relaxation shouldn't be considered a crime.
Rangi
was caught up in the general naughtiness of their situation, which was just
added spice to the already questionable nature of their relationship. Females
never had sexual relationships with other females, leastwise none that she knew
about. It was difficult to say what the elders did in their spare time, but if
this wasn't it, there was little to no point in being a leader!
Her
friend's sexual organ was the oddest among the intelligent tribes. She herself
had never given birth, and wondered how such a small hole could pass such a
large cub; to be truthful, in either of their cases. The idea was almost
frightening. But the joy of sex free from such considerations was a wonderful
thing, and she intended to experience as much as she could. Part of that was
driving her comrade out of her mind; if she could just manage it with any
adroitness.
She
widened her stance and darted her head forward and back, rapidly gliding over
that wonderful tool with increasing ease. The tip still tickled her throat, but
not so much as her throat was tickling Fisi. The warm and wet, semi-rigid
tissue that made up the passageway to her stomach was driving the hyena wild.
Fisi's
eyes had been opened to what she was missing when the pair had been out in the
desert. To think that there was yet more to discover was very nearly enough to overwhelm
her. That tongue and the passage beyond was never something she thought could
feel so good, and yet here she was, shaking like a leaf, her tongue lapping
stupidly in the air in some sort of weird involuntary reaction to the
sensation.
And oh,
how the tip of her organ pulsed with life! It was driving her out of her head
even as she was considering a way of relieving the buildup of sexual tension.
It was as if she were standing on top of peak, just waiting to dive in the
river below. The anticipation was killing her.
She
finally had all she could take. She pushed the four-leg off.
Rangi
was torn between being hurt and being confused.
"What's
wrong!"
"Nothing!
Change positions!"
"What?
Like how?"
The
hyena grabbed her and with a quick strong motion spun her one hundred and eighty
degrees.
"There.
Do what you were doing before."
Rangi
now had her legs on either side of the hyena, and was staring at the tip of her
organ in a much easier position to tackle the whole thing. She returned to
sucking on it, taking only seconds to nearly swallow it in its entirety.
She
just about choked again however when a rough but wet tongue lashed across her
own backside, and two fingers pried her open. The tip of that tongue went to
work on the soft pink tissue thus exposed, and the two suddenly went at each
other with unrestrained enthusiasm. Rangi had been known to secretly hide away
from time to time to lick herself, but this was far more in depth and much more
rewarding.
And too
much coming all at once.
And
that's what she did.
She came all at once.
Fisi
snickered quietly. Her friend had it bad. After this bit of taboo contact, she
was going to have to go back to giving it to her good. She herself was in need
of some more relief. It seemed like they were just egging each other on. At
some point though it was going to have to stop.
Wasn't it?
Rangi was shaking like the
proverbial leaf from just a quick application of her friend's rough tongue. She
could see how such stimulation could easily do away with the need to have a
male around, assuming your friend was a hyena.
As it was, she was still trying to
tackle her friend's needs. She never once lost her place over that
extraordinary organ, and in her orgasmic convolutions, she was vibrating it to
the point that very quickly the hyena felt that urge to cum.
She grabbed ahold of the four-leg
and thrust her hips into her mouth and throat just like she had done to her
backside. She felt marginally sympathetic, and she hoped her friend understood,
just in case things got carried away. But with her tongue quivering like it was,
and her body tensed up and shaking; well it was too much to ignore.
She came with severe suddenness,
let loose a dose of her own fluids in mock-male fashion, spraying them deep
into her friend's stomach. The two were
locked in a fiery embrace that threatened to crush them into a single being as
their mutual pleasuring took them over the top and beyond.
Rangi choked and jerked back as the
torrent flooded into her. She didn't make it far considering the iron grip that
was holding her tight. She tried to relax but failed, and she tried to squirm
just a little bit loose and failed at that as well.
Thankfully,
her friend eased up and she was able to pull free, that long, slick, erect
organ clipping the tip of her nose as it flipped back towards its owner. A thin
trail of fluid arced through the air as it snapped back to its normal position.
They
both lay there panting for the next five minutes, amazed at being able to
derive pleasure so quickly from doing so little.
The
hyena spoke first.
"Damn
girl! I think I need to hold you down and give it to you like I mean it!"
The wild
dog pulled herself up off of her friend and turned her head.
"Yes please!"
"Are
you sure you're ready for more. I can still feel your body shaking like sand on
a drum head."
"Yes
please. Do me until I'm out cold. This feeling is getting to be too much to
bear."
Fisi
was taken aback.
"That
sounds cruel!"
"No as
cruel as if you don't. Are you up for it?"
Funny
thing about a female hyena. They had nearly perfect control over their sexual
organ, more even than the males. So there was no need to wait.
"Do
worry about me. Look to yourself Are you sure you want me to do you until you
pass out?"
"I don't
know. Let's see what happens."
The
hyena rolled her friend off and got on her knees. The four-leg assumed a
submissive position, raising her hind quarters in the air and laying her chin
on the rug. Fisi grabbed her tail and pulled up firmly, taking her free hand
and guiding her pseudopenis into her friend's cub-hole. With a swift and sharp
thrust, she buried it to the hilt.
Rangi grunted and braced herself,
pushing back against the upcoming onslaught. Her hormones were raging inside of
her, like a wildfire consuming the grass and trees. It was the reason they had
headed out to the male's village. It was the reason they failed to make it
there.
She didn't
really want cubs yet. But she liked the effort that went into producing them.
Could there be a more perfect compromise in the whole wide world?
The obvious
answer was that there was not.
That
marvelously long and tapered organ was tickling her womb, then knocking at it's
opening, and given enough time she was pretty sure it was going to ram its way
in. She was all for it. The need to breed was so strong now she would have
accepted a cock from anyone or anything. Such indiscriminate breeding would
have gotten her ostracized almost as fast as if they ever found out about this
But at least here and now she was getting one need filled without going to the
next step.
Fisi
was feeling like the male in this relationship, even as she knew she was far
better than any of them. She knew what was going on inside of her friends, for
it was going on inside of her too. And it was time to see if she could tame
that feeling. In case of a failing to do that, she was going to give it a run
for its money.
Sinking
her fingertips into her friend's fur, and then digging them down into the flesh
below, she got a solid grip on her and launched an attack of the most uncivilized
kind. If they had not both been willing participants, one might have unhesitantly
called it a rape. There was no taint of hatred in this elegant savagery, only a
passion need for release.
Her organ
was driven in deep and held at its furthest point for just a moment before it
was pulled nearly out and driven in again. The pace began calmly enough, but in
mere minutes she was pounding away with a fury that would have dwarfed anything
her male counterparts could have hoped to have accomplished.
The
friction on the tip of her organ was incredible, and as she thrust harder and
deeper, she felt a sense of power; a mastery over her own gender. She might be
mistaken for being a male by other species; she might look like she had the
anatomy to go with it; but she was a female through and through and yet she
could wield it like she had a cock and balls just like most normal males. It
was a good feeling.
She
rammed it home, acting for all intents and purposes as though she was trying to
actually inseminate her friend. Somehow, inside her head, her brain got mixed
up with what was going on. Testosterone was high in hyena women, and this
action only brought the effect out even more. So to her presently distracted
and dimmed mind, she was in that role for real.
That
Rangi was now pawing the ground, tearing up the rug and making enough of a fuss
to make the ritual killing of antelope seem subdued. The hyena was nearly
disgusted by the show, if it hadn't managed to turn her on even more. The
felines acted this way, not the canines, and yet this little wild dog female
was very nearly the mirror image of such wanton, sexual behavior.
Fisi
felt that her friend needed an awakening to get her back to her senses. She
pulled out, and before even the slimmest groan of disappointment could slip
from her lips she was flipped over on her back, all four legs akimbo, and her
depths once again penetrated by that incredible organ. The hyena dropped down
onto her, pressing her weight against her smaller friend and doing the mating
ritual once again in a manner that was, as was all of this, totally taboo. One always
entered from the rear. It was tradition.
Fisi
had just mentally said the hell with
tradition. This was just her and Rangi and they could do whatever they
pleased. Her anger at all of the crass stupidity of their tribal rules fueled her
actions to even greater heights (if that were possible) and she wrapped her
arms around the four-leg in a crushing embrace that barely left the poor thing
room to breathe.
Thusly
secured, the two were locked into an act of perpetual motion, or rather, the
hyena was. The other couldn't move but a whisker and an ear. Fisi was going at
it like an animal; a mindless, feral, sex-fueled beast with no common decency
and no sense of when to stop.
Rangi
found that to be perfectly suited for her present needs.
Maybe
a little too perfect.
The
hyena grabbed her lower legs and tilted her forward, lifting her rump off of
the ground. In the next instant, that long, tubular organ found its way into
her back door, catching her by surprise and taking her breath away. Since it
was slick with lubrication from the proper hole, it slid in without hindrance
and sunk right up to the hilt. The wild dog bitch let out a thin cry as her ass
was forced wide open as the base of her friend's organ stretched her tight. The
tip was somewhere in there deep, and in this position she was sure it was going
to soon be tickling her tonsils.
She
was helpless as that rod; that tubular organ that wasn't a cock and yet was; tenderized
Rangi with extreme prejudice. Her eyes bugged as wide as they could go, and her
tongue was out as she panted for every breath of air she could snatch. Her ass
was on fire as the friction sensitized every nerve ending she had down there.
She
knew she'd pay for it later, but right now it set off another orgasm that sent
her completely out of her head.
The
hyena felt it too, and it was something. As the wave of contractions worked
their way along her friend's body, it eventually reached the sphincter that she
was presently pounding away on, and the added friction of a contracting,
convulsing ring of tight tissue was just the thing to send her over the top as
well. With a high pitch howl she cut loose and drove it in, releasing yet
another torrent of her own orgasmic fluids to commingle with her partner's.
And
yet, her body would not stop. Despite having yet another orgasm, the hyena's
hormones were all pumped up. Her hips continued to jerk away, driving that
seemingly unfaltering organ repeatedly into Rangi's ass. The four-leg, whose
front and back set were idly flailing in the air, finally had enough and
blacked out. It was just as well, for her friend continued unabated for another
ten or so minutes before finally finding that she had the will to stop. She did
not have the desire to stop, for she had given what had been asked for, and the
wild dog was now drooling from her mouth in the ultimate state of relaxation
she was in.
When
the hyena pulled out of her ass, there were two spots where fluid was leaking
out. The sphincter was still loose, and the gaping hole allowed much of what
had been pumped in there to flow back out in a rivulet. Fisi flopped over on
her back, breathing heavily but feeling almost rapturous. She was beginning to
like this role. It had some very nice perks to it and she was again wondering
if they actually had to return to the village.
Her partner
didn't wake for some time, instead twitching and barking as if caught in a
dream. She eventually startled herself awake.
She
was still on her back, and it took her three tries to flip over. When she tried
to stand, her legs gave out and she ended up as a puddle on the ground.
"Damn!"
she cried, "I think you broke me!"
Fisi
grinned suggestively, and waved her organ in front of the other's face.
"Is
that so? I've got the tool to fix you right here!"
"Oh
no! Not right now. I still feel hollow inside."
"Oh,
is that all? I can fill you back up pronto!"
"That
not what I mean and you know it."
They
rolled to face each other, one looking like a satisfied puppy and the other
like a insatiable stayr.
"I'm
not saying we can't do it again. It's just that; well, things need to snap back
in place."
"I've
got the perfect plug for that hole, if that's all you're complaining about."
"Fisi!
Enough! Let me savor the feeling of afterglow before you go ramming that back
in me again!"
"Fine.
But the longer you wait, the less time we'll have to do it."
"I
know. But it can't be helped."
"I
suppose not." She thought for a moment. I like this arrangement. We'll have to
see what we can do about keeping it once we get back."
"Yes,
that would be nice."
"I
agree."
There
was a placid silence for a while. Then Fisi got a devilish look on her face.
"How's
your mouth feeling?"
She
thought it an odd question.
"My
mouth is fine. A little dry from panting, but fine."
"How's
your ass?"
"Not
ready for anything just yet."
"Well
then, I guess it's your mouth!"
Rangi
would have voiced a complaint, but the words got stuck in her throat.
Along
with something else.