Rest stop, fifteen minutes!
The eyes rolled back into the hedgie's head as her body hummed with the vibration. Her eyelids fluttered closed, lips parting in a silent gasp. The quills on her back stiffened just slightly. Inches away, a jaguar sat, her eyes fixated on the scenery zipping past outside. She sat bored, placid, a remote cradled lazily in her hand which she idly flicked on and off at
random moments.
The bus squealed loudly to a stop, as if in protest.
"Rest stop!" yelled the driver."Fifteen minutes!!"
The furzepig let out a ragged breath as the passengers jumped into motion, all itching for a cigarette. Her legs were a bit too shaky to be the first off, even if they were nearer to the front of the bus. Next to her, stuck until the shaky hedgie decided to move, the jaguar's honey colored eyes glazed over in her seat companion's direction. She seemed bored by the entire thing-- her gaze took in the moving passengers, the still seated female, then back to the moving crowd. Her ear flicked, then her eyes fell lazily back to their place gazingout the window.
The herichans stood, making her way off the bus slowly.
She couldn't do this.
The steps were tall and menacing, and she braced herself as she lowered her legs down them with exaggerated care.
This was going to be a twelve hour trip.
She was hit with a warm draft of air as her feet hit the pavement, clearing her head slightly as she lost herself in the crowd of milling smokers and employees unloading and loading buses.
This was hour four.
She shook her head in deeper dread as she wandered through the aisles of snacks in disinterest. Her eyes fell to the sign, almost winking at her. The rules said...
But somehow they had both happened toomit anything about self satis......Hmmm.
She definitely needed a bathroom break. Her toes itching, she took in her options. There was a line, crowded. Her eyes wandered more-- there. They widened in anticipation and an inaudible squeak caught in her throat as her feet started moving of their own accord.
Family restroom. Lock on the the door, private, single use facility, no line. Perfect. She skulked nervously in, her senses blazing with anticipation. The handle was steel, cold on her sweaty palm. There was an echoing drip as she stepped in and she could hear her own feet pad on the tile floor. Her knees locked, and her nose froze mid-twitch as a muffled buzzing filled the room. The door behind her clicked shut, and a cold metallic click of a lock filled the room. The flick of a button, and the buzz stopped.
The hedgehog blinked and involuntarily gulped. The only sound in the room was that of her quiet thrumming doom. She slowly turned around and looked up in terror. An ebony jaguaress loomed over her, a good head taller than the hedgehog female. Her extraordinaryly long tail twitching compulsively as she eyed the smaller female thoughtfully. They stared at each other, wordlessly reading.
The jaguar's mouth twitched, the remote flicked, louder this time, and the smaller woman's head flew back, a gasp escaping her lips. Full lips curved in a slightly malicous smirk as greenish-gold eyes looked on. Reaching out a dusky finger she caressed the petite girl's shoulder shoulder before she nudged slightly. Already shakey legs gave away easily. Simultaneously, a bump against cool porcelin, a flick as the remote stopped, and the hedgie's eyes flew open. She cast her eyes around, taking in her new surroundings. She was butt-flush with the sink, standing between it and her smiling captor as her hands clasped tightly at the sink's edge and her large brown eyes fell sideways, to the dark finger that now trailed itself lightly down her arm. It whispered across the back of her hand before playing lightly with the fabric along her hip.
The jaguar's hands placed themselves possessively on her hips, squeezing, measuring, enjoying the feel of them under her fingers. The feline let out a low growl in the back of her throat, easily lifting the hedgie and holding her wedged precariously on the edge of the sink. The hapless ground urchin gasped, her leg brushing up against a familiar hardness. The jaguar pushed the smaller body back as far as possible, then dropped down, sliding long nails down the inches of longer legs. She smiled, enjoying the gasps pulled unwillingly from her prey.
The hedge-femme leaned forward, pulling her in for a kiss and the meat eater relented. There, hands traveled hungrily and the hedgie let out a soft squeak as they found what she was looking for, stiff and trapped. The dark lady growled deep in her throat, pulling back and pushing the smaller woman back against the mirror and smacking the petite hands away.
With a quick movement, the jaguar's hands dove under the skirt and hooked her nails under the tights there. She dragged her fingers down long and slow, leaving light marks on skin as she did so and taking the tights down with her, pulling a measure of pleasurable sounds from the body above her. The hedgie whimpered slightly as the thick material pooled to the floor. The cat smiled, closing the small distance she had made as she opened the naked legs now in front of her. Her hand fell, finding its mark under the folds of the skirt. She laid her hand flat, cupping the entire naked region. The carnivore grinned down at the whimpering figure, her teeth flashing as she held the remote up for both of them to see; a smile, and a flick as the familiar buzz filled the room.
The hedgie let out a squeak, bracing herself on her hands as she arched her back as far as the sink would let her. She lifted her hips, grinding against the hand that cupped her so beautifully. The cat chuckled, indulging her. She leaned down, closing all space between them and dropping her lips to the exposed neck. Her fingers stroked slightly the pulsing button of flesh, feeding the pleasure as she drank it in, feeling the pulse quicken from her neck.
The buzzing stopped and the cat's lips parted, light eyes looking into darker, wider brown orbs. The smaller girl whimpered heavily, and she ground against the body above her. The Femme chuckled from deep in her chest, a deeply pleasured thrum. Her eyes glittered as she removed her hand and brought a finger to her lips, her eyes glittering brightly. She could feel, more than see, the hedgie watching her every move.
"Shhhh..."
She teased, then pulled her fingers away to test the moisture on them, rubbing them together thoughtfully as she eyed the bowed body below her. The insectivore's teeth bit down, sharp little teeth biting hard on lower lip as her eyes rolled to the ceiling. She was more than ready. The cat's fingers lifted under the girl's skirt, hooking them into the underwear there. She dragged them slow, being sure to let her nails drag along the sensitive skin as she maneuvered them over the gentle swell of that spined rear.
Thehedghoge let out a shaky breath in frustration, now bordering on panting. The cat sniffed deeply as the garment came off, releasing her need into the room. The entire room filled with the smell of it-- pure, unadultered female lust. The dusky feline chuckled softly to herself, perhaps this was a good idea. Pulling the garment from her feet, she balled it in her hand, testing. She grinned broadly now, they were soaked. The damp fabric got tossed idly to the floor along with the tights, whose only real role had been to hide the scent that now filled the room.
Her hands grasped, squeezing, running up the sides of those spread legs, along lightly muscled thighs. They cupped, forcing the girl up so she could palm the soft cheeks of her butt. She smiled, moving the fabric of the skirt out of the way so she could run her hands across the soft flesh for a moment. She could feel the diminutive girl gasp below her, feel her breath run hot and ready across her neck, ruffling the fur there. She chuckled, enjoying it, and let her hands roam, just brushing past the dripping cleft as she placed them warmly on the inside of her thighs. With a quiet sigh, the hedgie opened her legs willingly as the panthress moved closer again, letting the stiff member brush her.
Grinning ferally,long nails played against bared thigh, tickling, teasing there. Finally, her fingers came to lay across the opening, bumping that engorged clit. They brushed lightly, playfully, brushing at the slit, tickling along the throbbing member. She laid her thumb on that electrified nubbin. The erinaceinae gasped loudly, her clit already bead-sized and throbbing. The cat's eyes traveled, landing on the hedgie's own for a moment, then fell lazily to the hand that lay hidden the skirt.
She let it lay there for a few seconds, non-moving, torturing. The hedge-pig moaned in outright frustration. Eyes dancing with delight, the cat pushed that small flesh hood back all the way, baring the bundle of nerves to the cold hard air, and rubbing with due pressure. The girl squeaked with effort of keeping quiet, her lip trembled as she bit down hard on it. Cruelly the big cat applied harder pressure, causing the body beneath her to arch, then pressed a thumb slip inside that silken heat without warning. The smaller girl let out an involuntary yelp, then shifted her weight to one hand as she used the other to pull the woman closer. The dark female complied, being sure to torture her for a quick second as she let the finger sit absolutely still. Her head fell beside the hedgie's ear, and her voice shook with pleased laughter as she slowly stoked the fires that smouldered inside the hedgehog's loins.
"Shhh--hhh--hhh.."
The tiny mammal caught the amusement in the cat's voice, and her head fell back and pointed teeth dug into the tender flesh of her lower lip, almost but not quite drawing blood; She was careful not to do that after the first time. She panted with the movement of the fingers inside her, so smooth and so aware of her hot spots. Plump cheeks slipped slightly off the already small sink base, giving the darker woman more access which she took readily as the weight fell off of her hands and into the knowing ones of the fur grinning down at her.
Feeling the desperation, the cat finally relented, pulling out her thumb and replacing it with two fingers. The hedgie let out a gasp, placing her weight back on two hands and leaning back as her hips began to thrust involuntarily. The wildcat grinned, enjoying the sight. Making a come hither motion, her fingertips slid just right across the most sensitive spot, making the hedgehog jump with every stroke.
The jaguar chuckled darkly, pushed the smaller female back so her shoulder-blades lay flat across the mirror, her arms repositioned to a wider angle. Her butt dropped a bit more off the sink, but the cat scooted her closer with a free hand. From this angle, her legs parted more and the larger girl's fingers sank in deeper, accepting the invitation.
The hedgie's breaths came in pants and gasps as her hips fueled the force. The rosetted woman's fingers slipped in easily, the entrance slick. She chuckled quietly in her throat, a deep, pleasurable sound that sent chills running down the girls' spine. She leaned her head into the girl's neck, sending hot breath that sent goosebumps across the skin as she unbuttoned the girl's shirt between pumps.
"Are you ready, baby?"
The girl let out a involuntary squeak, both from the woman's words and the fact that a free hand hand found itself inside her bra. Dark fingers pinched, hard, causing the tiny girl to yelp as lust slickened walls spasmed tightly around her fingers. She chuckled, so low it was almost a growl, repeating the sensation. Baring a long irvory canine in an amused smirk, her fingers removed themselves to help liberate the quilled female from the confines of her bra with familiar ease. The offending lingerie was unhooked, and hastily pushed up and out of the way.Tugging at the hedge-pig's ripe mounds, she teased at the meek girl's nipples so they poked happilythrough of the fabric of the now half-buttoned shirt. She played with the new toys for a moment, illiciting a pleasurable number of sounds and moans from the hapless girl at her fingers.
"That's much better now."
The smaller girl let out a squeak, grinding her hips at the stiffness that held itself against her. She laughed to herself, rounded ears swiveled as predator leaned over prey and placed her hands on the girls' tiny wrists, pinning them there as she let her lips hover inches above the girl's own.
"You ready, baby?"
She stood straight, freeing the girl's hands and the girl sat as well. The smaller girl's hands flew to her jeans as she fought to unbuckle the belt with shaky hands. She let the girl struggle for a moment, watching with smouldering amusement before placing her warm hands over the girl's shaky own. The belt fell open and in an instant the zipper down and the feeldoe fell obediently to attention. They had both searched long and hard for a toy they could agree on, and now affectionately called this one their favorite. It was portable, comfortable, and without the uncomfortable chafing of a harness. A silicone member, it balanced on the end of a large knob that could be inserted with ease and had an all-day stay. It hung just right, and since the angle was at its natural, there was no need for the annoying 'hold and thrust' handicap that came with most other strap-ons, leaving both hands free to do more important things. She grinned, enjoying the hedgie's reaction as she let out a gasp, pulling needily at it and enjoying the sensations the motion created within her own simmering loins. Yes, the face was worth it. She had outright denied the idea despite the girl's disappointment at the first mention of it; though, at the last moment, she had relented and slipped it in after all.
Yes, good decision that had been.
It was a secure fit and it was easily held into place by the buckle of her belt. A large shirt and a dark bus had ensured no one noticed a thing, plus the bus trip had thus far been quite pleasurable on her end as well.
She laughed to herself, pushing the hedgie back against the mirror and positioning her own hips between welcoming thighs.
"Lay back, love."
The girl did so obediently, as she lifted up the skirt and positioned herself accordingly. She let out a steady breath and let herself slide in slowly, as slowly as possible. The hedgie let out a pained breath of air as she slipped in too easily. Too much moisture pulled her straight in, burying the toy all the way to the hilt. She picked up a short leg to gain better entrance, and moved the slightest inch, starting a rhythm. The hedgie tilted a head back with a relieved sigh, fueling the movement with her own hips.
The pinioned woman's hips moved faster as the pain was slowly replaced by pleasure. She let out another contented sigh, letting her head fall back as she angled her hips evenlower, spreading her legs. Oh, it brushed just right. Then the larger bodied woman leaned down, placing a mouth on a ready, bouncing nipple and biting down hard. She let out a yelp and her gasps grew louder with each movement. She freed a hand to lay encouragingly on her lover's neck as she rocked slowly back and forth, each thrust brushing the moaning hedgehog's fur soaked mound with the silken felines'.
Yes, taking the bus instead of a plane was the best idea yet...