Fifty Shades of Tan: Lessons From the Hot-Tub - Part 2
#10 of Fifty Shades of Tan
The stirring conclusion of Leilani's adventures with Roxanne and Rhonda. As you might guess, the otter-girl is acclimating herself to fetishes and kinks she herself enjoys. The tables will be turning in future installments however. Leilani has a lot to learn. ^^
Art cover by GoliathWildcat
In seconds that seemed to last agonizingly like hours, the tigresses were upon me, starting from my tummy and thighs, working their raspy, yet soft tongues down my fur and against my crotch. I jerked suddenly as one of the tongues touched my button, a quick swipe across the flesh, then went instead to either side, eagerly stroking over the swollen folds. I could feel the blood rushing through my body in a steady, quickened, and pumping heartbeat. Every so often, a large bubble or two marred the surface of the steaming, churning water, and the thought of Rhonda and Roxanne doing their best to stay underwater, perhaps even starting to fight with their lungs, aroused me even further.
Where their whiskers and noses tickled, their lips and tongues soon titillated as they took turns kissing between my legs. Two sets of large paws laced with razor-sharp claws grabbed at my butt and along my hips to anchor themselves and keep them down. Already filled with desire, I moved my own paws up to cup at my breasts, pinching and pulling at each aroused nipple, already firm and erect.
They kissed my folds for several seconds, soft nips against my flesh that turned to long, lingering tongue-kisses, and finally to deep, penetrating tonguing. I had no idea how long tigers could hold their breath but at this moment, I wanted them both to be mer-tigers, able to stay underwater for a lifetime.
When another several seconds went by, and neither had surfaced, I scooted further down into the water, until it closed over my head and I was lying on the shallow bottom, blowing bubbles from my parted lips in several moans. I felt a few bubbles against my crotch and titled my head forward to watch my alluring companions in their ministrations.
Roxanne was slowly losing her battle. Her cheeks were puffed and her eyes were starting to glaze. The thought of her staying underwater this long, just for me, was so erotic and sensual. She looked up at me, burbled a few bubbles from her mouth in a panic, and pushed off the bottom to get some air. I could hear her coughing and gasping above us.
The white tiger, however, obviously had better breath control than her companion. She kept right at my folds, delving her tongue deep into my body, until I could feel her lips closing around my clit. True to her word, she wanted my clit in her mouth, to suckle from my sweet button, and to taste my juices as I came.
I would not dissuade her.
She pulled at my clit with her mouth until she could get a better grip on it, and I bubbled my pleasure, throwing my head back, bringing my paws down and tangling them into her floating hair. I enjoyed two, maybe three quick orgasms, then held back much stronger urges as the tigress latched tightly around my clit and scraped it with her teeth. She was now essentially eating me, from the inside out.
I could not stand the pleasure much more. My body was like an oven, and my heart was racing. I wanted to cum so much...
Roxanne's head dropped back down to join us again, and Rhonda, obviously in need of a breath, wiggled free from between my legs and shot up from her knees to stand. The striped tigress took over right where Rhonda had left me, and eagerly seized my clit in her mouth and nibbled.
I was beyond control now. I could feel muscles deep inside me, clenching in excitement, ready to gush...
In my growing desires, I lifted my slinky body up just enough so that my thighs could wrap around Roxanne's shoulders, and then around her neck, holding her muzzle fast between my legs. There was no stopping now. When she nibbled my clit just a little bit more, another brewing orgasm escaped me, and I cried out this time, losing a lot of my stored air.
My cries of pleasure spurred the tigress on, and I felt her tongue suddenly push deep into me, past my slit, past my netherlips, a slick, warm intrusion. My inner walls fought the instinct to push her back out, tightening around her tongue, so wet...so warm...trying so hard to...to...push...
I gushed. I closed my eyes tightly as a scream escaped from my lips and my thighs were suddenly locked around Roxanne's neck, holding her captive underwater as another, another, and yet another powerful wave of pleasure ran through me and huge gushings of cum leaked from me. Through it all, Roxanne's tongue licked and caressed my walls, wiggled, and then pulled out from my silky warmth, and then she was licking hungrily over my cum-flecked folds, timing long strokes of her tongue with my climaxes perfectly.
In all the ecstasy, I nearly forgot about the struggling tigress between my legs, and opened my thighs weakly outwards until she could pull free and surface. I laid there on the bottom, rubbing my waterlogged clit over and over, waiting for the last of my incredible orgasms to pass, before slowly getting to my knees and taking my first breath of air in several minutes.
I opened my eyes and saw the two tigresses snuggled together, panting wildly. I smiled and got to my feet unsteadily, wading over to them until they took my paw and helped me inbetween them to kiss passionately.
We stayed in the tub another hour or so, kissing and caressing lovingly. In time, I demonstrated my own prowess at breath-holding by going underwater in front of them both, and kissing, licking, and nibbling lightly against both of their mounds until they climaxed.
Then we helped one another out of the tub and dried ourselves off. I glanced out the window and noticed it was full dark. My first day in the Florida Keys was coming to an end.
"Stay with us tonight, love?" Rhonda said gently and nuzzled my cheek, even as Roxanne wiped a towel over my butt and tail.
I laughed softly and nuzzled her. "I...I paid for a condominium. I really should use it at some point."
Roxanne added, "Just one night, sweet otter. Please?" She dipped the towel down and slowly, effortlessly rubbed the soft fluffiness over my aching mound.
How could I say no? "Of course," I blushed then. "Oh but I am supposed to meet with Cody tomorrow, but not sure what time."
"We'll make sure you're up early, love," Rhonda smiled and kissed me softly before taking my paw. "Come on, let's off to bed with you."
I suddenly realized I was indeed exhausted and by the time I was led to the large bedroom, and helped under the silk sheets, with two warm, soft, and purring tigresses pressed against my sides with their paws wrapped around my hips, I was soon fast asleep.