Aspen: Finally Alone
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The blue bear finds time for release.
Aspen sighed as he heard the door close. Finally some time to himself. That hadn't happened for a long time. He had been staying with a tiger and ferret and it was rare to have a time that at least one of them wasn't home. Naturally, he was going to make the best of this opportunity. After all, even lazy bears had needs.
He hopped quickly from the couch he had been lounging on and stumbled to the bathroom on legs that were still half asleep. Locking himself inside, he began to remove his jeans with some difficulty. He would have to remember to file his claws later.
Once freed from the troublesome fabric, he spread his legs and stared hungrily at his already swollen clit. He allowed the strange appendage to uncurl and wrap around one of his claws which he used to give it a tug, causing a wave of pleasure to ripple through him and the tentacle to swell further. It had definitely been too long.
He continued to tug rhythmically at his clit until it grew big enough for him to get a three fingered grip on. The pads of his paws caused wonderful friction as he stroked himself at an agonizingly slow pace. He didn't want to get off too fast. The others would be out for a while so there was no rush and he wanted to enjoy this.
Brier grumbled beneath his arms before slowly opening. Aspen pulled his arms away from the thick moisture of its tongue which slipped beneath his clit. Its saliva soaked through the fur of his stomach but he could hardly bring himself to care as the tongue lapped at the aching member.
Aspen gripped at the toilet seat and tilted his head back to let out a breathy moan. He could feel his clit swelling more and more; until the tip was curling against the back of Brier's tongue. He stepped one foot out of his tangled pants and boxers to spread his legs further. As he slid a hand across his thigh, he cursed himself for forgetting to bring any toys with him. He pressed a finger to his opening and rubbed with a whimper. His claws would only hurt if he tried anything like this.
But maybe if he went at it from another angle. He adjusted his position on the seat so that he was sitting on one side with his foot resting on the other and slid his arm back around his raised thigh. His new position caused him to lean forward and Brier took advantage of the new angle and closed around the length pulsing and writhing against its tongue, causing Aspen to let out a surprised moan.
Aspen pressed a finger inside himself, panting and shuddering as Brier suckled him roughly. Fuck he wasn't going to last long like this. He began moving his finger roughly, using his knuckle to press up against his g-spot. He rested his forehead and free arm on the counter top next to himself as he shuddered, whimpering as he bucked into his own stomach.
It didn't take long of the duel sensation to push him over the edge. With a roar he came into Brier, his clit pulsing and his juices squirting across the bathroom floor. Brier milked him through the last shudders of his orgasm until his clit shrunk to the point that it no longer reached past Brier's lips. Even then, Brier continued to lick at the shrinking member. Aspen leaned back, his head against the wall, enjoying the dull, soothing pleasure of the licks.
Once his clit was fully deflated and curled back into its usual position, Aspen willed Brier's tongue back into its mouth and stared down at himself. Oh yeah. He was definitely going to need a shower; just as soon as he cleaned up the floor.