Krris #10
#12 of Krris
In Good Hands
This is it. As porny as it gets. It's all UPHILL from here. Krris finally loses control under Muz-Ra's expert manipulation. I did get to use my little Tails cover using a bit of photoshopping too.
Now my only question is, just exactly how much do I want to show regarding the 'aftermath'? That might just be gross. I'll probably wimp out and do just the barest of photoshopping some... liquids in there. Though that wouldn't be consistent with the text since she's getting a splattering of historical proportions.
But yeah, this post is porn. Pure and simple. I do love that closeup of Muz-Ra and Krris' faces though. Muz-Ra knowing he's going over the edge this time, Krris losing his self-composure at long last.
Afraid some of the shots don't really match the text though. I have a lot of poses at my disposal, but it seems my imagination conjures up positions that just aren't available. Hopefully it won't be too mismatched. Just some times that she's supposed to be holding him but the angle is clearly impossible for that, and vice versa. That's a problem when I get too specific in the text rather than just keeping things pretty generic and being able to define specifics as available in the screenshots. I'm actually pretty happy I've manged to keep them together as much as I have up to now!
So, up next... aftermath.
| "Yeah... that."
"Well, don't let me stop you! I've surely told you that enough times by now. Here - here's a towel. Don't worry, it's been washed. Want any help from me?"
"I don't think I can with you watching."
"No? Oh, I think you can. You just don't want to. More specifically you don't want to let your body go all the way with someone else present. But that is sex Krris. Anything else is just self-gratification. Nothing wrong with that, but it's not really sex. Sex is when you let yourself go with another. The specifics don't matter, just that it's shared." | 
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| He noticed she had begun stroking him slowly.
"I want to, Red. Really I do."
"I bet you do," Muz-Ra laughed, feeling him stiffen more under her gentle massaging. "After that show I put on a couple nights ago, I bet you really really do want to! I'm surprised you lasted this long." | 
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| "I'll try, but it's weird."
"Here. I've got something here that may help." Muz-Ra answered, turning over and reaching under the bed. Krris got an awfully good butt-shot view and he felt his cock jump at that.
He was definitely getting interested in Argonians! But what Muz-Ra brought back up was completely unexpected. | 
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| "A 'TAILS'?" He asked, dumbfounded. "But I thought I burned them all."
"You think you're the only one that gets off on them big boy? I may like men, but I have fantasies too you know. Now here, take this and do your business. I'll watch. But you have to stay here with me. We're can enjoy it together." | 
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| While the magazine wasn't his, Krris did recognize the issue. It was one of his favorites in fact. He reflexively turned to the page he liked best. Yup, there was Udaran, in a bright red leotard. His hand reached for himself automatically, only to find someone else's hand was already there.
"Let me... until the end. Then you can take over. I know you men do the end best yourself. I'll play with other parts then." | 
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| "You're really not very shy, are you Red?"
The Argonian laughed. "No, Krris. Not very!"
She stroked him masterfully as he looked at the magazine, but despite that he found himself with a free hand. Realizing that, Muz-Ra took it and put it on her breast.
"Just imagine it's someone else's," she said huskily, and it was then he noticed that her other hand had gone to pleasing herself.
"You... like Udaran too?" | 
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| "I like everybody. But I'm not looking at the magazine silly. I'm looking at you."
"Oh! Do I turn you on?"
"Right now, kitten, you have me dripping!" | 
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| Krris smiled as he gently toyed with his friend's breasts. He looked back at the magazine but soon his eyes were closed and he heard the soft moaning of Muz-Ra in his ear and felt her nipples harden and he pinched them a little. The positive feedback in her voice was unmistakable and he knew that the increased pace and intensity of her stroking of him was being perfectly matched by her own self-stimulation. That realization brought him near his peak, thinking about how their genitals were in tune by her hands. | 
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| Imagining that brought his mind directly to thoughts of her soft folds and cleft, the wet hand that held him the other night, the lascivious and completely lustful way she had bucked against her own hand as she rode her self-induced orgasm. His eyes opened and his mouth was panting. Muz-Ra was looking at his cock. Directly and without shame, she was getting off on masturbating him. It was too much. He hadn't reached the top, but his body began to pulse and it had become an inevitable conclusion. He was about to come. | 
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| "Fuck it!" he yelled, unconsciously mimicking Muz-Ra's cry of a few nights back. He got up on his knees, taking himself in hand and straddled the panting argonian beneath him. Her eyes had gone wide in lust and were staring at his cock which now dominated her view as he stroked himself above her. | 
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| He looked at her desperately with seconds remaining, but she smiled up at him between his legs while his balls bounced off her breasts. She gave him a reassuring nod and enveloped his balls in one wet hand as she switched hands to work herself with the other. When he felt those slick, wet, claw-tipped hands encircle his tightening balls, he pistoned furiously. Finally, he felt her tongue touch him and he was instantly over the edge. He closed his eyes and roared her name in ecstasy and lust as his passion reached it's zenith and his seed shot forth.
"RED!" echoed through the soundproof room as his consciousness blinked out and he became a rutting beast and slave to his jerking hips. | 
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