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The caravan halts at the border post, while Saressi deals with the paperwork. The Altmer guards are new, and annoyingly uptight. I hear something about checking for humans in disguise, and someone mutters that all this beaurocracy is because humans will be polite to avid notice, but Khajiit will get impatient and claw their way through. One of the elves is casting detect life around the wagons, but he won't notice the dwarven water pumps that Hrothmund built for my clan. I'm sitting right next to him and glance over, thinking of those muscles built up smithing, but covered in robes and fake tattoos. The senior looking elf seems to know this is an obvious disguise, and finds an excuse to pass by him, saying- "His tail is terribly limp." "Pinched it last night when Saressi and Makari we rutting with me." he rasps in Ta'agra, grinning like a cat eating cream. He always said the best lie is the truth, and if he did have a tail it would've been endangered in our frisky wrestling match. Grr, that was wild, first play-fighting with her over him, then sprawled out with her muzzle in my crotch while I returned the favor, and he got so worked up he took me Khajiit style, biting my neck... ahem. The elves sniff, and return to their posts disappointed, and we continue over the border. They couldn't imagine a human being resourceful enough to speak like a Khajiit, at least not one working for the Empire. Haha, the Empire! Before we left Chorrol Orpheus Valga, the brother of the count, came to us in disguise. He admitted he was the lover of Lady Moonlight-on-Snow, the Khajiit noble lady whose family owns our caravan, and tried to get us to spy for the human emperor... Hrothmund never laughed so hard! "Fuck the empire, fuck the emperor, I just want to fuck my cat in peace!" he said, and then Orpheus laughed too. Nobody had time for the stupid 'cold war' except busybody nobles and fanatical fools. That didn't stop Hrothmund from selling him some interesting Dwemer items that were taking up space in the basement... He leans over to me, hand slipping down to hold mine, and I feel myself blush under my fur. Six months and we are still just as giddy and playful... I had been worried, with everyone telling him that it was risky to come back with me, but he is so stubborn it's adorable. "I have business with her clan so I have to go.. and how can I let my girlfriend go off without me for so long?" he'd say every time... I think he likes the insane audacity of it all, channeling that Nord need for danger. I don't know why our races can't get along better, but then most people are foolish and set in their ways. I was done thinking about all that though, we were home, walking on the warm sands of Elseweyr...

My home territory finally lay before us, brown and gold fields, with a necklace of green where the springs pop out of the hills. The hedge of thorn trees around the village is dusty and full of small items blown there by the summer sandstorms, bringing back memories... I have always lived here, except for my year going to the far away north, and it is a relief to see it is still here. A chaos of cousins mob us, expecting treats and we pass out packets of herbs and moonsugar. It's not traditional, but Hrothmund likes bribing them, and they appreciate being bribed. Share a care, share some sugar, just don't share with the Thalmor... well, they like him enough and if clan mother accepts him... Speaking of mother, she comes to meet us, and drags us inside, unusual as she prefers to wait, and once we are made comfortable she speaks. "We have much to talk about. I see you are together and unhurt. Are you pregnant yet?" "What! NO!" "Good, that would be inconvenient, and I would not like a potential son-in-law who was careless enough to drag you around in that state." "Where are all your diplomatic skills, mother?" "Haha! Has he not earned the right to be dealt with bluntly?" Hrothmund grins, but remains silent. "Really mama, why are you so feisty?" She grins wickedly "I am just curious how devoted you are, and how Khajiit he is. Is his penis still smooth? It would be a shame if not. You were always so sensitive... hah, look at him, still tranquil. Good. We are going to be deep in Khajiit business, he needs to act the part completely." "Oh? Well update us on the mines!" "We found a few miners, yes, and the investor is here visiting us. You are just in time, we will be treating him to a visit to Dune shortly." "When? We just got here from there, and need a rest." "We are on Khajiit time dear. Jidargo is with him, somewhere between here and Bath. We have had fun visiting it this summer, thank you for reminding us about it Hrothmund." He simply smiles and glances at me, implying that he had been thanked enough... urr, his subtlety was arousing. Mother snickers, and I ask- "Should we let them tell us about details then? I just want to stretch out in the shade for a while." "Oh, that is fine, I have missed you... both of you! I am merely excited that things are going well." "I hope you're not encumbered by desire and ambition." I tease, and we laze about chattering. Eventually Hrothmund curls up with me and falls asleep while we have girl talk.

In the cool of the evening we walk in the garden by the springs, and finally Jidargo arrives. "Cousin Makari! Friend Hrothmund! This Suthay is Zha-zhirr, our investor with the miners." We had discussed the details of hiring miners before, as our clan had little experience with such things. Since it was such dangerous work they had their own guild, and often insisted on a portion of the gross profits instead of a simple wage. We had friendly talk for some time, he was quite interested in this Nord that built Dwarven devices, and they went over it in detail before Jidargo got on to the immediate plans. "Well, did your mother say we would celebrate in Dune? Yes, that is probably why she was so spunky with you, Virgin Cream. You see, we were going to the cat house." "Ah-ha!" she was wondering just how monogamous we were... "Explains why she kept wondering how Khajiit I am." Hrothmund dryly adds. Zha-zhirr grins "Well you don't have to do things with the employees, they have rooms for those couples who wish to experiment with things they can't at home..." Hrothmund grins, but I worry- "He would have to be disguised as an Ohmes again! I am not sure of he can keep that up, unless he can convince the girl to be blindfolded. Or boy, I'm not sure which he might fancy.. are you going to get a girl or a boy?" "Since when have I shown an interest in boys?" "You got a good look at Krinrah a few times." "Oh, right, well there's always an exception." he shrugs, then grins. "Krinrah is pretty, but there are prettier boys there, I'll bet." Jidargo sniffs "Well it is time to eat, we have been walking a long way." We all agree, and spend the night snacking and celebrating with my clan. At some point I bring it up again- "So what do you want to do when we go there, sugar?" "Well... let's make it a surprise... we might see something interesting, or just have fun together... I love you regardless, kitten."

We return to Dune, the city in the sands, and boldly go into the lobby of the cat house. I have not actually been here before, but a hostess greets us and explains. The room is like a tavern, where you can look and chat and drink before you buy. They have every kind of Khajiit, male and female, from a huge Senche to tiny Dagi. They are all in various forms of sheer clothing and lingerie, and after a short time to adjust to it, Hrothmund and I agree to split and have our fun separately. It's thrilling but makes me nervous, letting him loose in a cat house... but he always comes back... I run off, they have them sorted by which gender they prefer, male to the left, bi in the middle, and those who prefer females to the right, so I leave him to go find a hot little lesbian, maybe one of those little ones would be fun... I browse until I see a familiar back- "Dar Shadirr!?" He turns, and it is him, wearing naught but a loin cloth and a grin. "Oh, Makari! You're back in town?" I explain quickly, ending "I thought you'd be... somewhere else." "Oh, yes, well ladies who come here often request a... noble touch. I am eminently qualified to be a professional in this regard." I want to ask personal questions, but if he's here then his wife must consent, and if we're being professional... "Well what all do you offer?" eye on his pelt as my paw glides down his belly. "This one offers the services suitable of a noble cat. She may choose being treated like a princess: the esteemed lady will be pampered by servants as this one entertains her with whatever amusements she enjoys. She may prefer being treated like a common girl, swept off her feet by a noble suitor. And always, she may prefer something less complex." My fingers pull back the loin cloth- I've seen him flaccid of course, after our adventure in the bath house, but- "Oh! I thought it was big before..." "Yes, this one advises you to consider that this humble penis is eight inches long, and some customers may find that... a hindrance." I pause, there are plenty of other choices but... "I just want to be a dirty slutcat!" "That is what these services are for, yes, to provide outlets for things you do not wish to do in the real world: this is the floating world, just a dream figment of reality..." "Enough pretty words, Shadirr! I don't care about the fancy stuff, I just want your pretty body fucking mine." He looks a bit shocked but amused- "Where do you wish to go?" "The public gardens..."

We walk out into a courtyard, well shaded by vine covered trellises, and broken into smaller areas by strategic bushes. Several groups were audible around and above us, for some liked to climing out on the trellises themselves, either to show off or observe. We strolled into a niche by the outer wall, with a view to the south of the inner balconies. The thrill of anyone looking in on us would just increase my libido. Thank goodness he's nearly naked, I don't have the patience to wait for him to undress once we get going. He leans back, snowy fur glistening in the dappled light, and I gnaw my lip, not really sure how to play my role, and already getting wet and giddy. "You do not have to worry about excuses, dear, just pick something and go, if you are in that much of a hurry." he purrs. "I didn't mean to... I spent all those horny years being prudent, keeping my virginity in the place everyone worries about, but now that I got some I want lots." "Yes, that is the problem with that obsession of men, it causes more hunger if you do not feed yourself. Khajiiti are more practical." "I had my reasons, but now my problem is Hrothmund." "Well he came with you to a whorehouse." he nearly rolls his eyes, not understanding what I meant of course, but then leaning back, and I notice again how toned his body is... "That is a long conversation, and it is hot out." I loosen my skirt and slide it off, hanging it on a branch. His eyes light up at the sight of my creamy inner thighs. I lean back and put one foot up on the bench, showing off my pale crotch and pink slit- "Oh, I guess you've been wanting a good look at this since you couldn't before, hmm?" His erection was answer enough, he silently slipped down to his knees and gently started kissing my labia. His hot breath blew into my fur, and I shivered. My hands cupped my breasts, as he lapped his rough tongue on me. I had gotten used to Hrothmund being smooth all over, but all those years of being a horny Khajiit teen were stuffed with oral pleasures as my as my pussy wasn't stuffed with cock... "Oh, you see, my problem is... I love him... and he's... ah... there, keep going... he's a slut, so I... mmm... you know!" He pauses and licks his lips, and I'm aroused by him swallowing my juices. "Ah, this one understands, you are in an ironic position. A romantic Khajiit with a slutty human. He is happy bedding others because he is confident in your friendship, but your heart desires all of his parts to you alone." "Mostly. I just want to make sure he comes home... you know, like a... heh, cat." "Yes, that is the problem with these racial stereotypes." "Yeah... well, I didn't come here for advice." "Oh no, we do that as well! It is full service... he trusts you alone in a cat house, so apparently he expects you to come back to him." "I... I'm still new to relationships though, trust is... difficult." I take off my budi, and his eyes widen. "Normally clients keep theirs on in the public area, in case someone mistakes you for a server." I only take a second to grin at the thought of being a shameless slutcat- "Mmm, tempting." "Haha, well you would need to sign a contract to provide services, and this one is already busy serving you so please be patient." his eyes gleam as his tongue laps at me again. "Oh shit, Shadirr, i've wanted to fuck you since I met you..." "Pick a position." He stands, I grab his loincloth with my toe and pull it down, it drops and leaves his cock standing out- the darn thing is nearly three inches more than Hrothmund, as much as I love his fat smooth hard... He kindly adds- "I would suggest, given that you have only had a human lover, that we try it Khajiit style." I'm happy with that, and roll over onto all fours, face down and ass up, worrying about how much pain it'll be. "Perhaps, my friend, you could get on the grass? The ground is softer on this one's knees, plus many feel more... natural with the touch of grass." That does sound good, so I try not to look embarrassed as I crawl down and try again. I've seen it enough times to have some idea, and I can tell he is amused at my virginal state- "Sweet sugar, so grown up but so innocent- I feel like a pervert taking advantage of you." "You're not the first older cat to do that..." "Ooh, a dirty little kitten?" "Mmph, yes, so horny, I need it..." I yowl, then try to keep my voice down- feels awkward still, even though I can hear others around. He keeps teasing me though, no doubt having a laugh at my twitching tail and wiggling rump. The tip of his cock slipped up and down between my lips as his big hands held my hips, and I wanted to just push back and shove it in... "This one is honored to be your first Khajiit to do this... but will be careful so you don't pass out like Barenziah." He wasn't kidding, it slid in nice at first, then I started gnawing on the grass as the barbs got bigger. They're rigid but not sharp, so after a few gentle strokes it was a good kind of hurt, and he asked- "How deep am I- tell me when it is to your cervix..." "Uhhh uh uh nnn uhhh aaaa there?" "Ah, yes- about seven inches, what I expected you to be." I clawed into the ground, grass rubbing on my arms and face as he began to actually fuck me. I cussed and howled and spat as he drove in even deeper than that, fat bumpy cock stretching me out, and he said- "Oh, the safe word is 'Argonian'." "Fuck! Shit! Fuck me harrrrderrrrrrr!" "As you wish." and then WHAM WHAM WHAM! His big furry balls slapped my crotch as he greedily plowed me, so I realized he must be getting those lower inches in all of the way... it was hard to tell, there was just a giant fire down there, and then an explosion. "YOWWWWWWWW! ROHHHHHHHHH! NNNNNNNNNAAAAAA unnnnnnnnnnnn!"

I regained my senses laying on the bench, with Dar Shadirr sitting on the ground petting me. "Ah, dear, you woke up the neighbors! Heh heh, this one will be getting compliments later, no? Please let me know how you feel, though." "Ugh... it's all sore... but not broken. I think..." I could feel his load of cum inside me, and splattered all over my crotch. "That is good, this one got a little unprofessional with his enthusiasm. It is good for the potions yes, or else you would be popping out kittens quickly." "Yeah... how do I clean up..." Flashing fangs- "We are cats, remember... I will help..." and then tongue on that still over-stimulated area, and I gasp and grab the sides of the bench. He purrs as he laps up the cum from my crotch fur, then gently to my labia, only the tip of his tongue. I relax and enjoy it, he is very good at this and I adjust myself to raise my pussy higher. His tongue flicks inside, as he swallows his own cum, which arouses me in several ways, but then it is over. We rest for some time, sprawling in the grass, before he says- "This one has taken care of you, so now it would be friendly to return the favor, yes?" I slowly sit up, while he sits up on the edge of the bench, cock still half hard- or risen again. I stroke it and play with it, cupping his balls in one hand, making it shoot back up like a tree growing in Valenwood, start lapping at it, tasting myself mixed with his seed. "Oh- that is very good- did your Nord teach you that?" I almost snort- "No, I told you, or did I... I only was virgin in one place... I started doing this when I was barely out of puberty... my cousins enjoyed it... of course, everyone was my cousin..." "Ah I see, small village, can't make inbred babies, so... heh heh." Of course, our definition of incest is different: families are in the female line, so anyone not of that sub-clan is not 'cousin' for casual sex purposes, but we still know about inbreeding and avoid that. "Oh yes, this future clan mother has had the cocks of her clan's men in her mouth many times- they will be sure to listen to it later." Humans are so strange- when a woman does that to a man, she is called a whore and mistreated- a Khajiit male sees it as the highest honor to be allowed to do so... My mind can only wander so much, and I get busy wrapping my tongue around his cock, greedily trying to make him come again. He makes various noises, though one sounds like a quick chuckle before his eyes close and hands rub my ears.... mmm, my ears... My mouth is getting tired when he finally starts to blow, and a small but wet spurt of spooge splatters in my mouth, and I lean back to swallow it and rest, both of us panting for a few minutes. I'm not exhausted, but think he'll need a while to recharge, and could use a good drink. He seems to guess, saying "Let us refresh ourselves in the fountain yonder." We grab our clothes and walk over naked, wading in the water to cool our paws and rinse our faces in the cool spray, then drying off and dressing. I ask if we'll head back to the tavern, but he grins- "I think we should go see your husband and friends first." I'm a bit startled- I had expected our dalliances to be impersonal... "You want him to know we..." "We are friends, and he will understand- it was business." I'm worried, Hrothmund didn't mind- heh, encouraged me to play with other girls, but never with other males and I thought it rash to bring up like this, but follow him since he walks off determined and seems to know where he's going. The lunchtime crowd is thick and we slowly go up a few flights of stairs to a carved door. He knocks lightly, then cracks it open...