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The Feeling Is Temporary

Lylla brushed her paw across the engraved wooden container that her anal vibrator came in. She furrowed her brow.

If using one of these felt good, maybe using both at the same time would...

The box under her bed laughed maniacally at her. Or she could have sworn it had.

Lylla bent down and reached to pull out what had become her favorite means of 'getting off'-a purple jack rabbit vibrator that would rotate and thrust and prod and caress and comfort her, even on the loneliest of nights. She placed its box on the bed beside the wooden one, adjacent to a bottle of lubricant.

Well, better now than never. Lylla undid the clips on her robe, letting it fall to the floor unceremoniously. She folded it and put it with her laundry. Guess I won't be needing these tonight, she reckoned.

She hopped back to her bed and dove onto it, head-first. For some reason, Lylla never wasted an opportunity to dive into things. She guessed it had something to do with diving into water. An otter thing. Lylla lay back, her head resting easily on her pillow. Then, she took a deep, comforting breath, feeling the tension and stress leave her body. Lylla turned her head, her eyes first finding the jack rabbit box, then the wooden box. She reached to what was more familiar-her purple jack rabbit.

Lylla removed the packaging, placing the box so she wouldn't accidentally kick it to the floor. The purple vibrator stared her in the face, the rotating beads and rabbit 'head' pointed right at her muzzle. She opened her mouth and gave the head a few tentative licks. Then firmer suckles. And then finally she engulfed it in her mouth, as far as it was comfortable for her-nearly to the joint where the shaft connected to the rabbit 'ears.' She sighed through her nose as her lips and tongue worked the flexible surface.

After a few final suckles, she placed the purple vibrator at her left side, then reached over to the wooden box, pulling out the pink anal vibrator and discarding the container like she did with the other. The pink silicone vibrator was much simpler in design-basically it was a medium-length shaft with a few even ridges and a tapered end. Lylla repeated the process of licking and suckling for this vibrator.

Once the two vibrators had been prepped and lubricated, she figured it was time do perform a bit of self-preparation. She laid back again, arms and legs splayed out in a very un-ladylike fashion, and let the cool air of the room ruffle her fur. Especially in areas that aren't usually ruffled. She felt a coolness float between her thighs and under her tail, which extended out between her legs. If Lylla had known what a starfish looks like, she would have compared her current position to it.

Lylla figured it would be a good time to begin stimulating herself. She licked her fingers until they were dripping, then she began to rub her top two nipples in slow circles. She cooed as they hardened beautifully. Her left paw wandered down to begin working on her lower nipple. The process was repeated, though this time she added a few small flicks for good measure. For some reason it felt right to do that with this nipple. No one is perfectly symmetrical, she figured.

Her right paw finally left her top-right nipple and began working on the lower one. She ran her thumb around the hardened surface, squeezing her flexible skin with her fingers. By now her cooing sounded more like chittering, and she could sense a familiar wetness was beginning to form between her lower lips. Her hands grew bored, and her nipples became oversensitive. So she let her paws wander lower until they were brushing tenderly against her inner thighs.

Lylla loved to take advantage of her species's flexibility when it came to sex. In this case, she brought her legs overhead until her vagina was merely inches from her muzzle. The powerful pheromones invaded her senses and drove her mind crazy. Lylla used both hands to spread her dripping lips apart. A drop of essence fell to her nose, and she enveloped it with her tongue. Tastes Sweet. While she was usually opposed to giving herself oral, today felt like a rare occasion. She rolled her hips over, closer to her muzzle, until she was able to reach with her head, giving a quick peck to her vagina. Both sets of lips connected for a mere second until they pulled apart, a trail of natural lubricant bridging between her muzzle and her pussy.

She cringed a bit. It had always felt weird for her. She wondered why today would be an exception. Maybe if I just... She took a long, swift lick from the top of her mound, over her clit, and down past the base of her lips. Lylla shuddered. Nope. Still weird. She swallowed a few times, hoping to get the taste out of her mouth.

The otter laid her torso back down. Back to the tried-and-true method, I suppose. She stuck a lone finger into her pussy, rotating it a bit, reacquainting herself with the familiar sensation. One finger was joined by another, both becoming slick with her natural lubricant. She pumped a few times, hips arching upward from the stimulation.

"Ooohhhh..." She moaned, familiar thoughts of a hare and a raccoon returning to her. Feeling their way into her mind. Rocket would pleasure her vagina. Blackjack...a little lower. Lylla figured she would mimic him. Her unoccupied hand ventured past her pussy and tickled the base of her tail. Then, she gently pressed a single finger up her anus. Only to the first knuckle. She needed some time to adjust. Thankfully, her other hand never stopped thrusting into her vagina, bringing her feelings of warmth and pleasure, taking her mind off of the less-familiar feeling of having something in her butt.

After working a second finger into her anal canal, she figured now would be a good time to try out the vibrators. One first, then the other, she thought. Lylla picked up the purple jack rabbit vibrator and gently worked it into her pussy-all the way to the base, until the rabbit head was resting against her engorged clit. Having used the device before a few times, she figured now would be a good time to try out a higher vibration speed. Lylla turned the device on, feeling the beads inside her pulse and rotate, sending shivers down her spine.

"Nnnnaaahhhhggg!" The beads massaged her sensitive tunnel, rotating and thrusting and hitting all her favorite spots. Lylla then used a shaky hand to turn on the clitoris stimulator, the 'rabbit ears' coming to life. She reacted with another resounding cry, the device shaking in a furious blur against her nub. Massaging, pulling, pleasuring. Exactly what she needed right now. Nothing but this very moment.

However, she remembered she had one step to go. Better stick the anal vibrator in before I come too fast and miss my chance...

Lylla quickly grabbed the already-lubed pink vibrator, and gently inserted the tip into her ass. Her opening accepted it gracefully, with no feelings of pain or tightness. She continued to press the device inward, past the first few ridges, feeling the ultimate sense of fullness envelop her. Soon, the entire toy was engulfed in her, with only the handle and the power switch visible. She reached with a paw, desperately, and hit the power button.

Lylla saw stars.

Floating, in mid-air. Like magic.

Memories of the past once again returned to her. And false memories, of the hare and the raccoon, thrusting into her ass and pussy. Simultaneously. It was at that moment when she had never felt so loved. She feared she would never feel the same again.

Her hands moved to thrust the devices in and out. Wet schlicking and her gasps and her cries were the only sounds heard in the room. Not quiet sounds, however. But Lylla thought nothing of those, as her mind was enveloped in a warm and pleasure-filled haze. Her legs kicked out randomly, her tail curled under her instinctively, and her hips thrusted upward desperately.

It only took a minute. Her back arched high, like some bizarre yoga pose. She felt an orgasm grow nearer, nearer. It hit like a freight train.

"AAaaaannnnhhh!"

Her body convulsed, arms wrapping tightly around her torso, which was now in midair, supported by her feet and shoulders. More importantly, she felt both of her holes, so utterly full and satisfied, contract tightly, over and over again. Then came the squirting. Juices spraying upwards, soaking her tail, inner thighs, the bedspread. Quite a bit of the bedspread.

Apparently she had been really pent-up.

Or the toys had done their job.

Either way, she loved every second of it.

Lylla came down from her orgasm, her torso plopping to the bed, causing the surface bounce and jiggle. Her body and mind jiggled with it, letting go of any and all tension. Blissful nothingness.

A few seconds later, she realized the toys were still vibrating inside her. And she was still really sensitive. Lylla reached a hand to turn off the purple jack rabbit, followed by the pink anal vibrator. She pulled out the anal vibrator first, then the jack rabbit. A few whimpers, a chitter, then a sigh of relief. Lylla placed the toys, both soaked with her own essence, back on top of their boxes. I guess I will clean these later. And the bed. And myself.

Soon, the gentle fingers of sleep pulled her downward, into a world of nothing but dreams and desires, but Lylla would admit that they were no comparison for one's real touch. Of a lover's arms and legs wrapped around her, cuddling her and lulling her to sleep.

The vibrators were great-as good if not better than any boyfriend, lover, or husband she once had, but their relief was only temporary. Eventually, she figured she would need someone to fill the crack leading to a deeper void.

Later, thought Lylla. For now, sleep is what her heart desired.