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This story was written for ViperXV as Day #21 of Kinktober 2018. Today's kink was "Tail Sex" and the story contains F/Solo masturbation involving a consenting adult female.

Just Can't Wait

Kestra's tail twitched from side to side as she sat aboard the transport shuttle and watched the city below getting ever smaller as they ascended towards the clouds, towards orbit, and eventually towards the orbital station at which the Vesper was docked. Once there, her quarters awaited. Or perhaps Rilanthus' quarters if he and Virana were already back from their weekend away. She scowled as she considered the last two days, all the time that she had spent sitting in pointless meetings where her input was barely required while the holiday she had planned for herself and Rilanthus was spent without her. Of course she hoped that Ril and Virana had found themselves enjoying it every bit as much as she would have if she'd had the chance to be present, but... fuck, just thinking about everything they might have shared, thinking about everything which she could have done with them had she been present to do so, it drove her wild.

The lizard's thighs squeezed themselves together, and she cleared her throat slightly, pulling herself free from the reverie into which she had begun to slip as she felt a slight motion by her side. The figure seated beside her, a larger lupine woman in a leisure suit of a bold and vivid orange colour, shifted slightly and peered out of the window. Kestra tried to do much the same, to distract herself from her aching, unsatisfied libido as she watched the sky turning from blue to a deeper, darker shade as they began to leave the atmosphere. The problem with space though, at least the problem with open space free from traffic or constellations or anything else of note to focus on, was that it was only relaxing if the mind was clear. And if it wasn't, it simply provided a blank canvas upon which the imagination could run wild.

Clutching at the arms of the seat in which she was at rest, trying not to nibble on her bottom lip too intensely and trying to keep her tail still even as it writhed and wrapped itself around her right ankle, its very tip almost caressing her smooth scaled leg, Kestra found her mind erupting with fresh fantasies even as she told herself that she was going to stop thinking about any of this, that it was pointless until she actually got back to the Vesper. She thought about Rilanthus and Virana. She thought about the iguana and the gryphon on their own. She thought about each of them with her, and of course she thought about all three of them together. In some of those thoughts they were just teasing one another. Cuddling, smooching, even just lying together and passing the time far more pleasantly than this dull, solitary flight back to the ship. In other thoughts however they were doing more, much more than just cuddling. Her toes curled. Her tail squeezed tighter around her ankle, and as Kestra barely held back a strained moan of desire she tore her gaze away from the window in a desperate search for anything, absolutely anything else that could occupy her mind until some fingers, a tongue or a cock could occupy her body in the way she was currently craving.

The lizard's head turned, scanning the surrounding area for anyone, anything that could provide her mind with even a moment of clean, non-sexual thoughts about literally anything to act as a palette cleanser for her current situation. There were no passengers making any movements of note. No staff currently wandering the aisles. The screen at the front of this compartment of the ship was empty and blank, devoid of any announcements or even promotional advertisements. Finally, Kestra's gaze fell upon the one piece of signage that she hadn't yet let her gaze fall upon in the prior phase of her on-board boredom. The ship's bathroom. Her eyes widened, her tail twitched, and once again Kestra barely held back a cry of desperation as no sooner had her eyes fixed upon that tiny little compartment her mind was flooded with fresh fantasies once again.

She pictured Virana and Rilanthus slipping through the open door with muffled giggles as the rest of the people aboard busied themselves with handheld consoles and thus totally missed the two figures slipping into a single cubicle. She imagined them on their own shuttle ride home, whispering and blushing as they suggested joining the ten thousand mile high club together, a distinction unique from simply having sex aboard a starship, something which all of them had done both separately and together in various permutations. She closed her eyes and wondered what would happen if she had been there with them. Would all three of them have gone in together, or would they have traded out? Would her pussy still have been dripping with Rilanthus' cum when he slipped out of the restroom and allowed Virana in, the door closing, locking behind them barely in time to stifle Kestra's first scream of pleasure as the gryphon hurriedly dropped her trousers and buried her hot, throbbing cock into the lizard's still quivering, cum-dribbling depths.

Kestra pulled herself hurriedly out of her seat as she felt her own tail's tip drift up between her legs and caress the front of her crew uniform trousers. She smiled thinly at the wolf who glanced up at her curiously, somewhat shocked by the suddenness of her rise, but abandoned her seat without any explanation to the other woman. A lie had no value here, and the truth, that if she didn't slip into that restroom herself and do something about these desires crashing through her she was liable to begin masturbating right there in the middle of the crowded shuttle, would have been practically as self-destructive to utter as simply performing the act it suggested. Hurriedly she made her way over to the restroom, down the aisle of the transport shuttle without daring to look a single figure in the eye as if somehow convinced they would see her intent clear as day, and a few moments later she was sealing the locking mechanism of the door behind her and beginning to urgently peel off not just her trousers, but every stitch of clothing currently inhibiting the wild and desperate desires she had forced herself to ignore for her past few days of work and solitude.

"Oh god..."

Leaning back against the interior wall of the small cubicle, door in front of her, sink to the left and toilet to the right, Kestra closed her eyes, spread her legs, and thought of Rilanthus as without hesitation she began to touch herself. Her back arched and her toes curled at the intensity of just the first few touches lavished upon her body, and her free hand found itself hurriedly taking up residence across her muzzle to keep any whimpers or strangled cries from escaping through what was almost certainly not a soundproofed doorway. Two fingers darted back and forth over the swollen nub of her clitoris just within the smooth scaled outer reaches of her nether regions, but while the intensity of that pleasure was undeniably delicious it wasn't what Kestra's body and mind were craving in that moment. She didn't just want pleasure, god knows she'd masturbated plenty last night and the night before while watching some old videos of herself and Rilanthus which had long since been saved into the permanent memory of her personal comms unit. She wanted fulfilment. She wanted to believe that she wasn't alone any more, that she had friends, lovers with her to grant her the pleasure she craved.

She wanted to be filled. She wanted to be fucked, and thus before long the fingers caressing her clit found themselves sliding into the depths of her body while her thumb took over their prior task. Her body shook. Her hips bucked forward as though humping, grinding against the vision of a stiff, swollen cock now teasing its way in and out of her with increasing speed and force. Her eyes remained tight shut, and she tried to convince herself that it was really happening. She tried to let herself go and let her mind wander, let it fill freely with all the lifelike fantasies which had driven her to this point. To Kestra's horror though, it seemed as though reality was a pale imitation of her mind's imaginings. She was so hot, so horny, and her mind knew exactly what it was that she needed to the point where a few fingers on her clit or even buried inside her pussy simply weren't enough. The lizard needed more than that. Her body craved more than mere masturbation. It wanted more than she could handle. More than she could normally offer herself alone. It wanted...

Her eyes sprang open, and hand over her muzzle or not a strangled hiss of pure ecstasy escaped Kestra as she pulled her fingers out from her glistening, dripping pussy and stared down between her legs. She should have listened. Should have paid more attention to what her body had been telling her all this time. All the teasing, all the tenderness, all the impatient and frantic motion it had been displaying from the moment she took a seat and let her mind and libido start to wander after boarding the shuttle. She stared down at her tail as it wrapped around and squeezed at her calf once more, in a way that suddenly and acutely reminded her of Rilanthus. Of one particular night with Rilanthus in fact where his hand had gripped her calf exactly there as his muzzle kissed its way up her leg. Higher. Higher still, until finally he had found himself nuzzling against the by then rather damp fabric of the shorts she'd worn to bed before he slipped in to join her in her quarters. Nuzzling against her nether regions just as her tail had been attempting to earlier, like it had known. Like she had known deep down all along what it was that she craved, but only now was able to coherently recognise.

Biting her bottom lip hard as she stared down at her tail, its upper half ridged with the same curved plates which ran down her back, but its tip bearing a small number of even smoother, less acutely protruding plates on the lower edge, Kestra's toes curled anew as she watched it immediately uncoil from around her leg and move almost with a life of its own, seemingly unbidden by her conscious mind, into position against her glistening slid. She shuddered as the tip of her tail with those ridges grazed back and forth along her pussy's outer limits, and gasped as her hand fell away from her muzzle only to reach down and grab at her tail alongside her other paw. Hungrily, desperately she grappled with her fifth limb, and as though trying to convince herself that it truly was outside of her control, as though willing into being an entirely new persona so that what she was about to experience was more than just mere masturbation of a slightly more intense variety, she whispered pleadingly down to her teasing, quivering tail.

"Please."

She begged, toes curling, eyes rolling, chest heaving up and down with the urgency of her ragged breathing.

"Please, f-fuck me. Help me make it home. Help me make it back to... t-to them. I need to... o-oh. Oh god! Oh g_-mmmhhhh_!"

Thankfully she managed to drag a hand up and pin her muzzle forcibly shut once more just in time, her tail acting with the same seeming independence as before and responding as though able to catch her off guard as it suddenly, urgently ceased its teasing and gave Kestra precisely what she was begging for. Just a few moments later and Kestra found herself having to shift position, to turn her body and lean forward over the restroom's sink in order to give herself room to manoeuvre. Her tail curled around between her legs and began to pump hurriedly, passionately in and out of her in a manner that her prior stance simply wouldn't have allowed. She had to spread her legs from side to side of the small shuttle restroom, and even then it still felt as though her tail barely had enough room to press as much of itself between her legs as it might otherwise have wished to do.

Staring at the restroom mirror, at her own face as her muzzle hung open, as her eyes glazed over and her forked tongue slipped forth with almost dog-like panting, Kestra huffed and whimpered as quietly as she could make herself do so. She felt her toes curl against the smooth laminated flooring and her fingers clenching at the edge of the sink, wave after wave of potent pleasure crashing over her as the tail worked her body to perfection. Its ridges didn't just prove to add a little extra stimulation of course, from past experiences Kestra had known they were capable of doing far more than that, but on this particular occasion it wasn't just that those bumps on the end of her tail were useful for occasionally striking at her g-spot. They seemed like homing warheads, seeking out and assaulting that hyper-sensitive flesh within Kestra's pussy with each and every driving stroke of the tail to which they were attached.

"Ril... V-Vir, fuck me..."

Kestra's head span. Her body flared with pleasure of more and more potent volumes as at last she found that sweet spot not just deep inside her nether regions but within her mind, tapping into that same oasis of fantasies which had driven her into this secluded but still far less than truly private sanctum and worked her body into the frenzy which she was now simultaneously enduring and delighting in to matching extremes. In the same instant a dozen wild imaginings crashed through her mind, countless permutations of ways in which Rilanthus, Virana or more and more commonly both of them would seek her out and pleasure her. Fuck her. Hold her and make her scream as they reassured her that one missed weekend wouldn't change how they felt for her, and that whether aboard the Vesper or on leave planetside nothing would keep them from being together when it mattered most of all.

"Please. O-oh please, fuck me. Cum with me... cum in me, I..."

She could feel juices dripping down her tail and onto the restroom floor. She could hear the rhythmic wet slapping of her tail fucking her pussy and driving itself deeper, spreading her already stretched and well filled pussy ever more obscenely with each wild thrust in an attempt to bring herself just a little more pleasure and a little more reality to her fevered fantasies. Kestra was so close. She was so fucking close, so of course it was then that she heard a gentle tapping at the restroom door, and a quiet, nervous voice calling through the thin divider.

"E-excuse me, is someone in there?"

Kestra should have stopped. She wanted to, or at least she told herself that she did. And yet somehow despite that fact, her tail didn't stop. It didn't relent or slow itself in the slightest, and thus after a few seconds of frantic panic and ragged breathing Kestra had no choice but to croak a strained, blissful answer as she heard and saw the handle of the locked door rattle ever so slightly.

"I'llbedonesoon!!"

She cried out too fast, too loud, too feverishly to possibly sound natural. Then again how natural could someone sound if they were supposedly mid way through using the bathroom when someone tried to open the door.

"Oh. Okay, t-thanks. Sorry."

The other voice called out to her, and Kestra shuddered in horror as she realised that the figure outside the door was probably just going to wait. To stand right there and await her turn in this restroom filled with the heat and the scent of sex, and about to be filled with something far more potent still. Her tail pumped faster. Harder. Her legs quaked, her pussy rained its juices down to the floor below. She still wasn't cumming. All this was just precursor. All this was merely the build up to that final glorious crescendo. But when that moment did come a handful of seconds later, and when Kestra's climax finally erupted out through and around her, it was everything. Not just everything that Kestra had hoped. Not just everything she had wanted or even everything she had needed. With her tail pumping, thrashing within her, lashing her g-spot as hot gushes of ejaculate squirted violently out around that thick limb plunging in and out of her throughout her peak, Kestra's mind-bending, toe curling climax was simply everything to her. And yet somehow aside from the slurping of her tail and the drumming of her juices against the floor of the restroom beneath her, with her breath caught in her throat and the entire rest of her body frozen, locked in place lest she collapse to the floor in a writhing, shrieking heap humping at her perfect, glorious tail, Kestra did it all without so much as a whimper.

In the wake of her peak though, as she looked around the restroom and saw the puddles of her juices, the stains of her ejaculate upon her clothes where she'd piled them on the closed seat of the toilet itself, and as she took a deep breath and inhaled her own sexual odour hanging heavily in the air, she did cry out. She called through the door, and even as her tail continued to more gently but continually work itself in and out of her soaking wet, still dribbling pussy, she spoke at least a version of the truth to the figure waiting beyond.

"I... I'm sorry, I... I don't actually think I'm done yet. I can't come out. I... I n-need to... I think I need to go again. Could you try to use one of the other restrooms?"

For a few seconds there was silence, and then that same soft voice responded with a soothing, gentle murmur.

"Oh. Oh dear, of course. I hope you feel better soon."

Kestra's toes curled, splashing ever so quietly in a little puddle of her own ejaculate. She whimpered, she blushed, and as her tail continued to slowly fuck her and to begin driving her towards a second consecutive orgasm, she thought of Virana and Rilanthus waiting for her back on the Vesper, and how much they'd enjoy it when she told them this story... and perhaps re-enact it for them, in exchange for them showing her some of what they had gotten up to over the weekend.

"I will..."

She moaned back truthfully through the door, staring at her flushed, scaled face in the mirror with a weary and yet still ever so lustful grin.

"I... o-oh, I know I will."

By Jeeves

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