Sunbeam Town: Girlfriends on the Beach
#4 of Smut
"Welcome to Sunbeam Town, a quiet island community where nobody remembers the world beyond the waves. The townsfolk are friendly and welcoming, and united by the quiet knowledge that some past version of themselves wished to forget. Be caring and kind, and you'll fit right in here. And yes, it's okay to mourn for the person you used to be. Even if we're all happier now, we all have things we wish we hadn't lost."
(With credit to Welcome to Nightvale for inspiring the opening sentence)
This is my new setting, mostly for writing cute, consensual lewds and fun character-driven stuff. This story is just introducing a couple characters, and of course some fun sexy times as well. Farrago's design is based on a commission from Saucy, which you can find here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24863059/
As always, the tags on my work reflect the reality that trans women are actual women, and therefore tags like 'lesbian' or 'female/female' are appropriate. If you don't like that, please do feel free to jump in a lake.
Also, if you like my work, you could send a few bucks my way on Patreon https://www.patreon.com/hexwitchcirce
CHARACTERS
Farrago: a chimera with a mix of dragon, owl, and fox parts, and robotic prosthetic replacements for her left arm, right leg from the knee down, and her tail. A restless, inquisitive trans girl whose identity always seems to be in flux.
Lydia: A fairy cat with butterfly wings and antennae. Her fur and wings become iridescent when she's feeling good about herself. A loud, extroverted trans girl who struggles with her sense of self-worth.
Farrago reclines lazily on the warm, sandy beach, watching the setting sun, clad in a pair of comfy black shorts and a matching bikini top. Just another lazy afternoon, pondering what the world beyond the ocean is like, and why she wanted so badly to forget...
She blinks and glances up as she hears footsteps behind her, just in time to get an upskirt view of a petite cock hanging just over her head.
"Heeey, Farrago. Enjoying the view?" Lydia's face leans into view, wearing a goofy grin.
"Aren't you cute. I think I'd much rather touch than look..." Farrago reaches up, her fingertips failing to reach Lydia's cock. "Nnf -- hey. Kneel down so I can reach your cock."
Lydia laughs. "Nuh-uh." She walks to the side and flops down crosswise to Farrago, with her head down by her lap. She tugs the front of Farrago's shorts down and swallows her cock, which had already started stiffening.
"Hhaaah...th-that's cheating..." Farrago moans, her cock throbbing in her girlfriend's throat. Lydia slurps lewdly on Farrago's shaft as she bobs hungrily, bringing Farrago rapidly to a whimpering, trembling orgasm. Lydia swallows down Farrago's cum and slides off of her with a wet sound, leaving Farrago a hot, panting mess.
"Hff...thirsty, aren't you?" Farrago ruffles Lydia's fur between her ears. Able to actually focus now, she can take in how beautiful Lydia's iridescent fur looks in the oranges and reds of the setting sun.
Lydia giggles. She gently cups Farrago's cock and balls in both hands. "Just reminding you that this is mii~iiine." She leans down and places a smooch on the drooling tip.
"Well, you take good care of it, so I guess you can keep it."
Lydia climbs on top of Farrago to cuddle up atop her, wings gently swaying up and down. "Thanks, hun." She kisses Farrago firmly, the taste of her cock still fresh on her lips.
"Mmf~ So did you come down just to suck on my cock~?"
"Well I was going to just say hi, but I had to one-up you. Besides, I thought you could use some cheering up if you're out here moping about not remembering stuff."
Farrago snorts. "I'm not moping. I'm just curious. I know I wouldn't have chosen to forget if I wouldn't be happier this way, but...what could be so bad about the world out there that I literally wanted my memories erased?"
Lydia shrugs. "Your past self probably would be happier if you didn't dwell on it."
"You know I can't help it. Especially when the fragments I've got left are so nonsensical...I can't even remember what species I was, and I remember being called a boy all the time...do you think I used to be a boy?"
"I dunno. How does it feel to remember that?"
Farrago frowns. "It feels pretty bad."
Lydia kisses Farrago's nose. "Then you probably weren't."
"I guess so..." Farrago raises her metal hand over her head, idly examining it. "I feel like I could just put it to rest if I knew what I really am."
Lydia huffs. "Well you're my cute girlfriend, which is the most important thing right now."
Farrago laughs and pets Lydia's head. "I guess you're right. Why don't we head home, brush the sand out of our fur, and let me have a turn sucking cock~?"
Lydia grins. "Sounds great. Just make sure to pull your shorts up so your cock isn't flopping around on the way home."
Farrago blushes. "W-well yeah..."
The two of them get back on their feet and brush off the sand as best they can, walking home hand-in-hand as the sun sinks below the horizon.