{"sf1_id":1068208,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Cooling the Desert’s Desire","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":4417,"posted_at":"2016-09-05T09:12:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Anthro","F/F","Feral","Hyena","Oral","Pseudopenis","Taboo","Vaginal","Wild Dog","oasis","orgasm"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1068208-cooling-the-desert-s-desire","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1068208","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1068208\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"This is a follow up story to this one. https://www.sofurry.com/view/810809 - Succumbing to the Desert Heat.","content":"                The\nblazing sun hung high over the Artangi Oasis. It was always hot in the\nsavannah, except at night when the temperatures tended to plummet to the point\nof raising goosebumps on uncovered flesh.  There was no better place to be during those nocturnal\nhours except within the confines of one's own home, and if that were not\npossible, then this tree lined region surrounding the natural pool of spring\nfed water was assuredly the second best place to be. The grasslands weren't as\nbad as the true desert, but this time of year found them dry and inhospitable.\n                The\nlast caravan had left here a mere few days ago, leaving the idyllic oasis to\nthe birds, the bees and two others who sought out its comforting greenery. \n                The duo\nin question made up an unusual pair to say the least. They had some of the same\nsort of similarities and differences a fern had when compared to a palm tree.\nOne could see some slight resemblances, but the differences were too striking\nto be ignored. While one was quite capable of walking upright, the other seemed\nconfined to all fours. And despite this, they conversed with each other as near\nequals.\n                As it\nwas, they were both female, though\nyou would have been hard pressed to prove that fact from a fair distance. \nThe upright one seemed pretty well\nhung,\n                That\nwas the one known as Fisi. Like all of her kind she was equipped with a penis\nthat wasn't a penis. She was a female through and through and despite this, the\nuntrained observer would have lost good money betting that she was a he. Just\nmake sure not to openly bet on such things in front of one or you'd suffer for\nyour ignorance.\n                It was\njust the hyena way.\n                Fisi\nwas with her companion, a four-leg of another species who went by the name of\nRangi. There's a chance you've met them before. Their presence in the oasis was\nby design, not chance, and their purpose was as clandestine as it was unlawful.\nThey were here for the purpose of satisfying one another, and that was going\nagainst everything they had been taught since they had been cubs.\n                At the\nmoment they were both lounging in the pleasantly cool water that filled a large\ndepression in the local stone; the fabled spring that fed the famed Artangi\nOasis. They were washing off the dust and the sweat, hoping too that the waters\nmight wash away the unnatural warmth that had built up inside them.\n                Each\nwas filled with the great heat of emotional passion coupled with the disquiet\nof hormonal imbalance. Those internal fires were enough to put to shame the\ngreat overhead sun which burned down balefully upon them.\n                \"Fisi?\"\n                The\nhyena sighed.\n                \"What\nis it?\"\n                \"Can we\nstay here?\"\n                \"I\ndoubt it. The caravan masters are not all nice creatures. There is a good\nchance that there would be words and eventually we would come to blows.\"\n                \"That's\ntoo bad. This is the first time in my life I have allowed myself to spend so\nmuch time in water.\"\n                The\nhyena grinned, her smiling face sitting just barely above the water line.\n                \"I know\nwhat you mean. It's too bad the oasis is neutral territory. It would be great\nto claim it as our own.\"\n                \"You\nand me alone or the entire village?\"\n                \"Either\none would work. Water is so precious that we have to be stingy with it. But here\nyou can drink your fill and still have plenty to bathe in.\"\n                \"Yes,\nand then give it back to where it came.\"\n                \"Rangi!\"\ncried the hyena in mock disgust. \"Someone might want to drink that!'\n                \"Oh\nstop. The current carries it away. You and I both know that.\"\n                Fisi\ngrinned sheepishly.\n                \"I\nknow. I've been doing it to.\"\n                \"Why\nyou little trouble maker!\" cried the four-legged one. \"You've been doing just\nlike me the entire time?\"\n                \"Maybe.\nI might be doing it right now.\"\nRangi giggled. \"Me too.\"\n\"I know right? I don't think I've\never been so relaxed in my whole life.\"\n                \"Me\ntoo. I see where this would be a trap.\"\n                \"Trap?\nHow?\"\n                \"You\ncome here and you never want to leave. \nBut then you don't see your family or your friends ever again. Then\nthere's the hunting and the...\"\n                \"OK, I\nget it. Leaving here will be difficult to do when the time comes.\"\n                \"I\nthink it will be. We can't stay here forever.\"\n                \"No we\ncan't. So we had better get our lies aligned well before we go back home, or\nwe'll be found out immediately. Otherwise your hide might become a rug and mine\nwill be on the floor right next to yours.\"\n                \"Quit\nworrying! The males didn't even know we were coming so no one will be the\nwiser. Unless we are away for too long, I rather doubt anyone will notice that\nwe're missing. We just need to get home in a reasonable amount of time.\"\n                Fisi\ngrumbled. \"Relax. We will.\"\n                Rangi\ncountered her. \"I do until mention of going home is made. This place is so calm\nand serene. Sometimes I think I never want to go back.\"\n                \"Yeah,\nI get what you're saying. Life can seem pretty pointless at times.\"\n                Rangi\ngot a goofy grin on her face. \n                \"You're\nnot pointless.\"\n                \"Uh,\nthank you?\" answered her friend, unsure of the meaning behind the compliment.\n                \"I mean\nit. You have an excellent point to you, right between your legs, and it's\nwonderful for scratching itches.\"\n                There\nwas a snort from the hyena, following by an undignified giggle.\n                \"Didn't\nget enough before?\"\n                \"No,\nnot really. How about you?\"\n                The\nhyena pursed her lips in an attempt to silence her tongue. It didn't work.\n                \"No.\"\n                \"Then I\nguess that much is settled. Let's not waste any time.\"\n                There\nwas a growl from the hyena.\n                \"Don't\ntell me what to do!\"\n                \"Or\nelse what?\"\n                \"Or\nelse...I'll just have to give you what you want,\" she said in mock defeat. \n                \"Oh,\nlike it'll be such a chore for you. We've both had plenty of rest.\"\n                \"Then\npaddle over here and quit your whining.\"\n                \"I am\nnot whining. Another five minutes of waiting may change that however.\"\n                \"Then\nby all means get over here. Your whining is pathetic and difficult to endure.\"\n                The\nwild dog bitch dove under the surface and arose directly in front of her\nfriend.\n                \"I\ndon't whine, I whimper.\"\n                \"Oh do\nshut up! If you're not careful, I'll be sticking it in your mouth instead of\nyour cub-hole.\"\n                \"Hmmm.\nWhat a curious thought.\"\n                \"Rangi,\nto consider such a thing goes against the rules!\"\n                \"It's\nnothing compared to doing it. Wanna try?\"\n                The\nhyena actually blushed.\n                \"Only\nmales do that sort of thing to each other.\n                \"That's\nonly because they don't have us around to take care of their needs. Then again\nwe have each other for the moment. Are you going to let this chance go to\nwaste?\"\n                Fisi\nstood up, water cascading down her sides and back, her fur plastered against\nher skin, showing off her muscular torso.\n                \"No, I\nsuppose not. What can it hurt?\"\n                \"Now\nyou're talking!\"\n                They\nboth got out of the pool, shaking as much water from their personages as they\ncould before occupying a spot on an old trader's rug carelessly left behind by\nsome forgetful merchant. Finding a pithy and semi rotted hunk of cycad, the\nhyena stuck it under her head as a pillow. She eyed her companion thoughtfully.\nThe action she had suggested was something never even discussed in the village,\nbut here and now they were going to broach it in a way from which there was no\ncoming back. \n                The\nparticolored four-leg stepped gingerly between her friend's legs and grinned.\n                \"This\nwill be interesting if nothing else.\"\n                She\nslipped open her jaws and let her tongue to loll out, allowing it to wrap\naround her friend's pseudopenis and quickly pulling it into her mouth. She gave\nthe tip a careful slurp, not knowing what reaction her actions would elicit.\n                Fisi\nshuddered at the feeling. She had never really considered the merits of oral\nstimulation, but her mind was quickly being won over to the net benefits of\nsuch stimulatory actions. A warm wet tongue was nearly the perfect organ for\npleasuring a female, at least when a good solid penis (or similar tool) was\nabsent.  \n                Without\nwarning, Rangi took the whole thing in her mouth, engaging every last inch of\nit. The tip ended up causing her to choke and sputter, but she recovered\nquickly. She adjusted her stance and moved her head to open up her throat,\nallowing for easier passage of the organ into the depths of her larynx. Her\nsecond try at taking the whole thing was much more successful.  \n                The\nhyena lay back with a groan and contemplated a future life with this amazing\nfour-leg. The village life was alright, but the rigors of being a subordinate\nmade one think at times if it was worth all the hassle.\n                She\nwasn't implying that having responsibilities wasn't a good thing, but having a\nlittle rest and relaxation shouldn't be considered a crime.\n                Rangi\nwas caught up in the general naughtiness of their situation, which was just\nadded spice to the already questionable nature of their relationship. Females\nnever had sexual relationships with other females, leastwise none that she knew\nabout. It was difficult to say what the elders did in their spare time, but if\nthis wasn't it, there was little to no point in being a leader!\n                Her\nfriend's sexual organ was the oddest among the intelligent tribes. She herself\nhad never given birth, and wondered how such a small hole could pass such a\nlarge cub; to be truthful, in either of their cases. The idea was almost\nfrightening. But the joy of sex free from such considerations was a wonderful\nthing, and she intended to experience as much as she could. Part of that was\ndriving her comrade out of her mind; if she could just manage it with any\nadroitness.\n                She\nwidened her stance and darted her head forward and back, rapidly gliding over\nthat wonderful tool with increasing ease. The tip still tickled her throat, but\nnot so much as her throat was tickling Fisi. The warm and wet, semi-rigid\ntissue that made up the passageway to her stomach was driving the hyena wild.\n                Fisi's\neyes had been opened to what she was missing when the pair had been out in the\ndesert. To think that there was yet more to discover was very nearly enough to overwhelm\nher. That tongue and the passage beyond was never something she thought could\nfeel so good, and yet here she was, shaking like a leaf, her tongue lapping\nstupidly in the air in some sort of weird involuntary reaction to the\nsensation.\n                And oh,\nhow the tip of her organ pulsed with life! It was driving her out of her head\neven as she was considering a way of relieving the buildup of sexual tension.\nIt was as if she were standing on top of peak, just waiting to dive in the\nriver below. The anticipation was killing her.\n                She\nfinally had all she could take. She pushed the four-leg off.\n                Rangi\nwas torn between being hurt and being confused.\n                \"What's\nwrong!\"\n                \"Nothing!\nChange positions!\"\n                \"What?\nLike how?\"\n                The\nhyena grabbed her and with a quick strong motion spun her one hundred and eighty\ndegrees.\n                \"There.\nDo what you were doing before.\"\n                Rangi\nnow had her legs on either side of the hyena, and was staring at the tip of her\norgan in a much easier position to tackle the whole thing. She returned to\nsucking on it, taking only seconds to nearly swallow it in its entirety. \n                She\njust about choked again however when a rough but wet tongue lashed across her\nown backside, and two fingers pried her open. The tip of that tongue went to\nwork on the soft pink tissue thus exposed, and the two suddenly went at each\nother with unrestrained enthusiasm. Rangi had been known to secretly hide away\nfrom time to time to lick herself, but this was far more in depth and much more\nrewarding.\n                And too\nmuch coming all at once.\n                And\nthat's what she did.\nShe came all at once.\n                Fisi\nsnickered quietly. Her friend had it bad. After this bit of taboo contact, she\nwas going to have to go back to giving it to her good. She herself was in need\nof some more relief. It seemed like they were just egging each other on. At\nsome point though it was going to have to stop.\nWasn't it?\nRangi was shaking like the\nproverbial leaf from just a quick application of her friend's rough tongue. She\ncould see how such stimulation could easily do away with the need to have a\nmale around, assuming your friend was a hyena.\nAs it was, she was still trying to\ntackle her friend's needs. She never once lost her place over that\nextraordinary organ, and in her orgasmic convolutions, she was vibrating it to\nthe point that very quickly the hyena felt that urge to cum.\nShe grabbed ahold of the four-leg\nand thrust her hips into her mouth and throat just like she had done to her\nbackside. She felt marginally sympathetic, and she hoped her friend understood,\njust in case things got carried away. But with her tongue quivering like it was,\nand her body tensed up and shaking; well it was too much to ignore.\nShe came with severe suddenness,\nlet loose a dose of her own fluids in mock-male fashion, spraying them deep\ninto her friend's stomach.  The two were\nlocked in a fiery embrace that threatened to crush them into a single being as\ntheir mutual pleasuring took them over the top and beyond.\nRangi choked and jerked back as the\ntorrent flooded into her. She didn't make it far considering the iron grip that\nwas holding her tight. She tried to relax but failed, and she tried to squirm\njust a little bit loose and failed at that as well. \n                Thankfully,\nher friend eased up and she was able to pull free, that long, slick, erect\norgan clipping the tip of her nose as it flipped back towards its owner. A thin\ntrail of fluid arced through the air as it snapped back to its normal position.\n                They\nboth lay there panting for the next five minutes, amazed at being able to\nderive pleasure so quickly from doing so little. \n                The\nhyena spoke first.\n                \"Damn\ngirl! I think I need to hold you down and give it to you like I mean it!\"\n                The wild\ndog pulled herself up off of her friend and turned her head.\n                \"Yes please!\"\n                \"Are\nyou sure you're ready for more. I can still feel your body shaking like sand on\na drum head.\"\n                \"Yes\nplease. Do me until I'm out cold. This feeling is getting to be too much to\nbear.\"\n                Fisi\nwas taken aback.\n                \"That\nsounds cruel!\"\n                \"No as\ncruel as if you don't. Are you up for it?\"\n                Funny\nthing about a female hyena. They had nearly perfect control over their sexual\norgan, more even than the males. So there was no need to wait.\n                \"Do\nworry about me. Look to yourself Are you sure you want me to do you until you\npass out?\"\n                \"I don't\nknow. Let's see what happens.\"\n                The\nhyena rolled her friend off and got on her knees. The four-leg assumed a\nsubmissive position, raising her hind quarters in the air and laying her chin\non the rug. Fisi grabbed her tail and pulled up firmly, taking her free hand\nand guiding her pseudopenis into her friend's cub-hole. With a swift and sharp\nthrust, she buried it to the hilt.\n                Rangi grunted and braced herself,\npushing back against the upcoming onslaught. Her hormones were raging inside of\nher, like a wildfire consuming the grass and trees. It was the reason they had\nheaded out to the male's village. It was the reason they failed to make it\nthere.\n                She didn't\nreally want cubs yet. But she liked the effort that went into producing them.\nCould there be a more perfect compromise in the whole wide world?\n                The obvious\nanswer was that there was not.\n                That\nmarvelously long and tapered organ was tickling her womb, then knocking at it's\nopening, and given enough time she was pretty sure it was going to ram its way\nin. She was all for it. The need to breed was so strong now she would have\naccepted a cock from anyone or anything. Such indiscriminate breeding would\nhave gotten her ostracized almost as fast as if they ever found out about this\nBut at least here and now she was getting one need filled without going to the\nnext step.\n                Fisi\nwas feeling like the male in this relationship, even as she knew she was far\nbetter than any of them. She knew what was going on inside of her friends, for\nit was going on inside of her too. And it was time to see if she could tame\nthat feeling. In case of a failing to do that, she was going to give it a run\nfor its money.\n                Sinking\nher fingertips into her friend's fur, and then digging them down into the flesh\nbelow, she got a solid grip on her and launched an attack of the most uncivilized\nkind. If they had not both been willing participants, one might have unhesitantly\ncalled it a rape. There was no taint of hatred in this elegant savagery, only a\npassion need for release.\n                Her organ\nwas driven in deep and held at its furthest point for just a moment before it\nwas pulled nearly out and driven in again. The pace began calmly enough, but in\nmere minutes she was pounding away with a fury that would have dwarfed anything\nher male counterparts could have hoped to have accomplished. \n                The\nfriction on the tip of her organ was incredible, and as she thrust harder and\ndeeper, she felt a sense of power; a mastery over her own gender. She might be\nmistaken for being a male by other species; she might look like she had the\nanatomy to go with it; but she was a female through and through and yet she\ncould wield it like she had a cock and balls just like most normal males. It\nwas a good feeling.\n                She\nrammed it home, acting for all intents and purposes as though she was trying to\nactually inseminate her friend. Somehow, inside her head, her brain got mixed\nup with what was going on. Testosterone was high in hyena women, and this\naction only brought the effect out even more. So to her presently distracted\nand dimmed mind, she was in that role for real.\n                That\nRangi was now pawing the ground, tearing up the rug and making enough of a fuss\nto make the ritual killing of antelope seem subdued. The hyena was nearly\ndisgusted by the show, if it hadn't managed to turn her on even more. The\nfelines acted this way, not the canines, and yet this little wild dog female\nwas very nearly the mirror image of such wanton, sexual behavior.\n                Fisi\nfelt that her friend needed an awakening to get her back to her senses. She\npulled out, and before even the slimmest groan of disappointment could slip\nfrom her lips she was flipped over on her back, all four legs akimbo, and her\ndepths once again penetrated by that incredible organ. The hyena dropped down\nonto her, pressing her weight against her smaller friend and doing the mating\nritual once again in a manner that was, as was all of this, totally taboo. One always\nentered from the rear. It was tradition. \n \n                Fisi\nhad just mentally said the hell with\ntradition. This was just her and Rangi and they could do whatever they\npleased. Her anger at all of the crass stupidity of their tribal rules fueled her\nactions to even greater heights (if that were possible) and she wrapped her\narms around the four-leg in a crushing embrace that barely left the poor thing\nroom to breathe. \n                Thusly\nsecured, the two were locked into an act of perpetual motion, or rather, the\nhyena was. The other couldn't move but a whisker and an ear. Fisi was going at\nit like an animal; a mindless, feral, sex-fueled beast with no common decency\nand no sense of when to stop.\n                Rangi\nfound that to be perfectly suited for her present needs.\n                Maybe\na little too perfect.\n                The\nhyena grabbed her lower legs and tilted her forward, lifting her rump off of\nthe ground. In the next instant, that long, tubular organ found its way into\nher back door, catching her by surprise and taking her breath away. Since it\nwas slick with lubrication from the proper hole, it slid in without hindrance\nand sunk right up to the hilt. The wild dog bitch let out a thin cry as her ass\nwas forced wide open as the base of her friend's organ stretched her tight. The\ntip was somewhere in there deep, and in this position she was sure it was going\nto soon be tickling her tonsils.\n                She\nwas helpless as that rod; that tubular organ that wasn't a cock and yet was; tenderized\nRangi with extreme prejudice. Her eyes bugged as wide as they could go, and her\ntongue was out as she panted for every breath of air she could snatch. Her ass\nwas on fire as the friction sensitized every nerve ending she had down there.\n                She\nknew she'd pay for it later, but right now it set off another orgasm that sent\nher completely out of her head. \n                The\nhyena felt it too, and it was something. As the wave of contractions worked\ntheir way along her friend's body, it eventually reached the sphincter that she\nwas presently pounding away on, and the added friction of a contracting,\nconvulsing ring of tight tissue was just the thing to send her over the top as\nwell. With a high pitch howl she cut loose and drove it in, releasing yet\nanother torrent of her own orgasmic fluids to commingle with her partner's.\n                And\nyet, her body would not stop. Despite having yet another orgasm, the hyena's\nhormones were all pumped up. Her hips continued to jerk away, driving that\nseemingly unfaltering organ repeatedly into Rangi's ass. The four-leg, whose\nfront and back set were idly flailing in the air, finally had enough and\nblacked out. It was just as well, for her friend continued unabated for another\nten or so minutes before finally finding that she had the will to stop. She did\nnot have the desire to stop, for she had given what had been asked for, and the\nwild dog was now drooling from her mouth in the ultimate state of relaxation\nshe was in.\n                When\nthe hyena pulled out of her ass, there were two spots where fluid was leaking\nout. The sphincter was still loose, and the gaping hole allowed much of what\nhad been pumped in there to flow back out in a rivulet. Fisi flopped over on\nher back, breathing heavily but feeling almost rapturous. She was beginning to\nlike this role. It had some very nice perks to it and she was again wondering\nif they actually had to return to the village.\n                Her partner\ndidn't wake for some time, instead twitching and barking as if caught in a\ndream. She eventually startled herself awake. \n                She\nwas still on her back, and it took her three tries to flip over. When she tried\nto stand, her legs gave out and she ended up as a puddle on the ground. \n                \"Damn!\"\nshe cried, \"I think you broke me!\"\n                Fisi\ngrinned suggestively, and waved her organ in front of the other's face.\n                \"Is\nthat so? I've got the tool to fix you right here!\"\n                \"Oh\nno! Not right now. I still feel hollow inside.\"\n                \"Oh,\nis that all? I can fill you back up pronto!\"\n                \"That\nnot what I mean and you know it.\"\n                They\nrolled to face each other, one looking like a satisfied puppy and the other\nlike a insatiable stayr.\n                \"I'm\nnot saying we can't do it again. It's just that; well, things need to snap back\nin place.\"\n                \"I've\ngot the perfect plug for that hole, if that's all you're complaining about.\"\n                \"Fisi!\nEnough! Let me savor the feeling of afterglow before you go ramming that back\nin me again!\"\n                \"Fine.\nBut the longer you wait, the less time we'll have to do it.\"\n                \"I\nknow. But it can't be helped.\"\n                \"I\nsuppose not.\" She thought for a moment. I like this arrangement. We'll have to\nsee what we can do about keeping it once we get back.\"\n                \"Yes,\nthat would be nice.\"\n                \"I\nagree.\"\n                There\nwas a placid silence for a while. Then Fisi got a devilish look on her face.\n                \"How's\nyour mouth feeling?\"\n                She\nthought it an odd question.\n                \"My\nmouth is fine. A little dry from panting, but fine.\"\n                \"How's\nyour ass?\"\n                \"Not\nready for anything just yet.\"\n                \"Well\nthen, I guess it's your mouth!\"\n                Rangi\nwould have voiced a complaint, but the words got stuck in her throat. \n                Along\nwith something else. "}