The Royal Secret part 8: Tied Together
#8 of Stories of Cabalton
I would recommend against reading this one first if you are just coming into the series, as it's rather...nauseatingly prosaic, I guess. But for those who've been following along, I think you'll like this.
I just remembered that I used cowgirl as a direct metaphor as well in The Clockwork Falcon and it's probably cropped up as an important point in my other stories too. I dunno, it just seems like a good position for the climax (ha ha, pun). There's something intrinsically powerful with having the female be in the seat of sexual authority (pun pun). Maybe that says more about me than anything else, but I think the reasons why it was so important for ~this~ story should be pretty apparent.
I decided to pad out with a little of the cuddly wuddly afters, and their newest salacious conversation sort of led to the next metaphorical hurtle that our young lovers must cross. Namely, the exhibition of their love to the world; here represented by Erica. I should note that this is probably only going to ever be well-intentioned voyeurism/mutual masturbation. I don't think I can squeeze in a believable need for any Herm/F/M stuff (at least not in terms of penetration), but I did make Erica an appropriate age and comeliness for the possibility so we'll see.
But really, Rachel's dramatic need is not the active desire to penetrate someone (and I'm not sure how she would keep herself small enough to do it), her need is acceptance from the world now, which is passive from her perspective. Also, I ~really~ don't like anal (hence, Phillip's similar dislike for it), and if she can screw Erica she could screw Phillip.
Also worth mentioning that well-intentioned exhibitionism/voyeurism is going to come up pretty often in my stories, the nature of writing and uploading erotica being a form of them. Yes, I'm aware of these things!
Is it annoying when I explain stuff like this? I'm sort of hoping this stuff comes across, and writing it out helps be go back and adjust the story to fit a little better sometimes.
"Speaking of which; I think your seamstress...might not like having me as your prince, your highness," Phillip chuckled breathlessly as he watched the fantastically unclothed form of the princess send tickling joy through his still achingly erect member, "Now that you've found out my weakness for our...games." He put his paw under her arched, equine cock as she kneeled over him, gently stroking the sensuously bulged underside.
"Mmm...actually, I was trying to think of an appropriate reward for her," Rachel grinned as her testicles pushed eagerly back out into her pubic fur, "I never expected to enjoy ruining her handiwork so much." She nodded happily at the massive path of her ejaculate leading onto the bed.
Phillip bent his head back to look upside down at the wall behind him, and his tongue lolled out excitedly as he saw a familiar plash against the wainscoting. Rachel giggled as she watched him admiring the power of her spurts, his tail thumping against the sheets as his penis throbbed even harder.
"Now let's see if we can't get you back into your sheath this time," the princess grinned as she leaned forward to lick his nose, shivering delightedly at feeling her semi-erect length dragging along his belly fur.
Phillip smiled at her affectionate tongue, but a slight quiver of his ears belied nervousness, "Yeah...weird, huh? It kind of hurts, but...I'm not complainin--urk," He winced as looking back down at her ebony maleness sent another powerful throb through his priapristic erection, "Or at least...not much...bother all..."
Rachel moved back quickly at hearing he was in pain, but couldn't help feeling a little strange as she lowered onto him. This sex position carried a lot of bad memories with it, as she was reminded of the sensation of sitting on her masturbation device.
Then the heat from Phillip's tip brushed her clitoris, and she felt the irresistible need to feel him inside her. The tingling joy from her female sex assured her that everything would be different now, and her hardening cock bounced eagerly above his stomach. She was with Phillip, now and forever, and that cold, rubber phallus couldn't compare with his own. No, wait...she meant that the phallus couldn't compare with his penis.
Her erection surged forward as she settled onto him, the equine shape soon twitching gently above Phillip's sternum, but then...she felt an uncomfortable reflex to push her penis down onto his chest.
She could almost feel her paws sliding an imaginary arm forward, and shuddered as she realized that she had been waiting for her precious Phillip's cock to just start vibrating her to an orgasm.
"This...this is how you sat on the machine, isn't it?" Phillip whispered with sympathetic agony swirling in his chocolate eyes.
"Mhmm..." Rachel hummed morosely as she looked at her penis. It should be tickling his chin by now, what was wrong with her? Surely she already gotten over this?
"It's okay, Rachel," Phillip smiled encouragingly even as his eyes churned with her pain, "You can do this too."
The princess smiled at her artist, her prince, and began rocking her hips forward. And like turning up a kerosene torch, Rachel felt the warmth of Phillip's penis more strongly, growing hotter within her vagina as her length pessed against his body. It made her sigh in relief as her ventral bulge worked a rounded valley into his fur.
He's so soft, so alive, the princess thought warmly, his fleecy chest sending ecstatic tingles up from the favorite part of her cock.
"Rachel...just look at you..." Phillip breathed in awe as her erection pushed over his heart, "You look like a Queen..."
Rachel cried out in loving ecstasy as she felt her penis swell to its full magnificence, and she released her hold to let it pulse at an angle in front of her delicately formed breasts. She felt the powerful flow of her feminine sex pouring over Phillip's knot as it beat under her, and she felt her proudly swollen testicles resting on the silky fur of his tummy.
But the scene wasn't complete, and Rachel knew what was missing. She worked her hips slowly to begin pushing harder on his knot.
She gasped at the pain of her stretching opening, but sucked the air back in as she felt Phillip take hold of her length. His paws gently hugged her penis back down to his chest, and pain evaporated away as he nuzzled his cheek against her flare. She felt unspeakable pleasure as her testicles spread under the base of her cock, the elastic flesh of her scrotum fanning into two fuzzy, white mounds. He licked gently over the flow of her precum, the delicate flavors of sugared lavender dancing sweetly over his tongue.
Rachel screamed in euphoria as his knot finally pushed into her all the way, the blissful shape tieing them together as it pulsed against her walls.
"Phillip, it's incredible...I can feel your heart..." Rachel gasped as joyous tears pour down her face.
"It belongs to you now," Phillip whispered in the primal satisfaction of their knotting, "Because it's always belonged to you..." He smiled as he felt her penis begin to throb with his own, "Look, Rachel...look at us..."
Rachel looked down through love-blurred vision at her maleness, and felt their heartbeats speed up together as she watched it throb under Phillip's arms. His cheek was pressed against her flare as he looked up at her with loving tears trickling from his chocolatey eyes, and they smiled as one when they spoke aloud what was singing in their chests.
"I love you."
The words ended in gasps as they felt orgasmic bliss beat through their coupling, and they bucked their hips closer as a tingling joy sounded through their sexes. Rachel yipped with each unbearably strong wave of her vaginal contractions, the pleasure seizing her testicles up off of Phillip's sheath as they pressed back into her body. Her feminine nectar sprayed out around the seal of his knot, and she screamed in happiness as his semen flooded into her. Phillip wrapped his mouth around her pulsating flare, rubbing a paw gently over her ring as the other held the length against his heart.
Rachel worried for a moment that she would choke him with the power of her ejaculation, but then felt his dextrous tongue braced against the opening. She released her honeyed semen with each stroke of his paw, her own moving with him along the tensing ebony skin.
She's like sweet fire, she's like sunlight, Phillip thought as he drank her lovingly spurting fluid, she's like a whole field of purple, sugared flowers. He felt the flow begin to increase and let go of her length, smiling in admiration as her semen arced over his head. His own ejaculation continued as he lay back to watch Rachel pawing over her length, keeping his tongue out to catch the occasional droplet of her fluid.
They panted together as the afterglow settled like a cloud of hot steam, wrapping them in giggly warmth as Rachel lay down onto his chest. Her penis slipped down through the tunnel of her breasts, her testicles settling perfectly like two tiny eggs around the top of his sheath. They breathed in as one body as their coupling continued to buzz, a sanguine pulse tapping out the sweet union of their hearts...
The Princess and her Prince lay tied together for a while, happy to simply look into each others' eyes as they stroked each others' fur. It was a sweeter intimacy than arousal with Phillip's knot gently pulsing inside of her, a comfortable sense that this was the way it was meant to be.
Soon his knot began to shrink, and he was content to pull out of Rachel as their fluids flowed out of her opening with rich satisfaction. He kissed her as the warm mixture dripped over his testicles, his semen and her nectar swirling onto the bed.
"It's so awful that you can't stay with me tonight," Rachel whispered as she rolled to lie next to him, placing a paw on his shiny flaccidity, "I want to go to sleep with you inside of me like that."
Phillip smiled regretfully, "Me too, and I'm looking forward to feeling your erection when I wake up."
Rachel smiled back, "What do you males call that anyway? 'Morning pole' or something like that?" She wriggled happily as she continued tracing a finger around his sheath.
"'Morning wood' is what your thinking of," he settled onto the covers, "Although in your case, 'morning tree' might be more accurate."
"Morning forest..." Rachel giggled and snuggled against him, "I haven't gotten it all week, I was sort of hoping to see it again."
"I can think of worse ways to start off the day," Phillip snuggled back.
"I feel...like everything is different now...you know what I mean?" Rachel asked with a furrowed brow, "It's like...I'm a different person now."
"No, you're the same person," Phillip smiled, "You just know who you are now."
Rachel nuzzled into his shoulder, "But still, I didn't think that stupid machine could make me feel like that when I was with you...it was important that you made me do that."
"I'll tell you what," Phillip whispered as he kissed her ear, "We'll get the sleeve off of it and I'll...I'll throw the rest through out window or something while you paw off."
Rachel giggled into his shoulder before rolling onto her back, "That sound's a little too...dramatically symbolic. But it is a funny mental image," she massaged her retracted testicles, "I might give it to Erica so she can use it. It might be...therapeutic to watch somebody actually enjoy themselves on it."
"You...watch each other pawing off?" Phillip piqued with a slight blush.
"She's had to help me masturbate a lot over the years," Rachel replied with a sigh, "And it...helped to see her climax when I was on the machine, recently. You're not...jealous, are you?" She asked with a worried look.
Phillip blushed before cuddling back close to her, "Of course not....We're a part of each other," he placed his paw on her pubic fur, "This belongs to me now...as much as any part of you can be mine; just like how I belong to you. I know that Erica really cares about you, and honestly," he chuckled, "I can't blame her for wanting to see you like I do." His ears twitched happily.
"Do you think you'd mind it if she...watched us some time? I have a good reason for asking," Rachel blushed hotly.
"Hmm," Phillip hummed as his cheeks reddened as well, "I dunno, it would make me really nervous, but it could be...hmm...bother...what's the reason?" his ears were shaking.
"Well, she's...um...rather fond of seeing me while I paw off, and she's such a good friend so I...I thought she might like it...seeing us making love..." she hid her face in his fur to hide her blush, "And I...I kind of like it when she watches too," she shivered gently, "...I want her to see how good you make me feel."
"Well, I can't promise that I won't make an arse of myself shaking like an idiot at first," Phillip chuckled and pulled up her chin, "But it might make me feel like we were telling someone about us, and that would make me really happy."
Rachel smiled and cuddled back into his chest, "I think you might be a little more eager to try it than you realize."
"Hmm, why's that?" Phillip asked as he rubbed his cheek affectionately over her ears.
"Well, you've got quite the erection again," She chuckled and tweaked the tip of his penis.
"Oh, bother...well how about that?" He laughed as he watched her own sliding out.
"And it's a good thing too," Rachel murred as she looked over at the clock, "Because she's bringing our lunch any minute..."