Empath Rising

by Archibald Bradford

  He decided to bathe her entire lower body now and after several moments of working on her legs her swishing tail caught his attention. He drew it in to his hands and brought the sponge to bear, running the sudsy material down the length of it while one hand followed. His grip pulled the suds down to the tasseled end which he combed with his fingers.

  She was panting at his attention.

  From thighs to ankles he bathed her, until finally, with one last squeeze of her luscious cheeks he spoke two words that set fire to her loins.

  “Turn around.”

  Slowly she turned in place, he had reached around and lathered up her thighs when he was spoiling her legs, but he had studiously avoided her moist sex. As she presented her hairless cleft to him he admired the whole picture: her arms at her sides, her breasts heaved, and suds covered her all over.

  She was his soapy goddess of love.

  “Perfect.” He whispered and without hesitation he leaned forwards, his brown eyes locked on her blues as he gave her sex a firm lick, parting the puffy lips with his tongue and tasting her arousal.

  He had been slightly nervous about what she might taste like, but after she had made such a mess of herself while pleasing him he was determined to enjoy it.

  He needn’t have worried.

  He found that she tasted mostly sweet, with a tangy hint of saltiness from her sweat. He lapped at her vigorously for a while but then slowed down, wanting to do as good a job pleasing her as she had him. Her hands were in his hair now, holding his face to her as she moaned low.

  Clearly he was doing something right.

  Gripping her soapy ass cheeks he pulled one of her lips into his mouth and sucked on it, gently nibbling as he ran his tongue around it. He felt her wobble a bit. His nose was pressed tight into her clit and his vision was now reduced to the milky flesh of her tummy. He nuzzled against her sensitive bud and her flavour intensified as her juices flowed.

  He lifted himself slightly and pressed his mouth against her bean, taking the bundle of nerves between his kissing lips and sucking on it as hard as he dared.

  A slight squeaking sound from the vacuum of his kiss added an intense vibration that set her off. She bellowed deep, a mournful low as pleasure she had dreamt of for days coursed through her body.

  Suddenly her knees gave out and she collapsed, Nameless gave an indignant squawk as her not-unimpressive weight came down on him, forcing him under the water.

  “Ah! Master! Are you alright?” She quickly shifted off of him and pulled him above the surface of the sloshing tub.

  He laughed as his head emerged from the warm water.

  “Better than alright, I’m glad that you enjoyed it. I’ve never done any of this stuff before.”

  “You did great; I want so much more of you!”

  “Paul said that figuring this stuff out was half the fun, I see what he meant!”

  “Oh! Well actually…” She looked embarrassed suddenly.

  “What is it?”

  “It’s just some of this stuff, I kind of already figured out…” At his questioning look she giggled and explained; “Before tonight I had never gone down on a man before.”

  He caught the inflection in her words and his jaw dropped.

  “You mean… you, with girls you-”

  “Erica, my sister, we used to take care of each other...” Her cheeks were a rosy pink, her eyes on the bathwater.

  Nameless was speechless for several seconds. When he regained his composure he found himself more than curious. He shifted around in the water behind her and got up on his knees, his erect member pressed into the flesh of her back as he began to massage her shoulders while gently grinding himself against her.

  “So… what else did you two get up too?” He whispered above her head.

  She snickered, recognizing his interest.

  “Does that excite you Master? The thought of me… with a girl?”

  He nodded but when he realized she couldn’t see it he answered.

  “Yes, very much.”

  “I’m glad, most breeds are able to love both genders, but humans can be so picky…”

  “I doubt you’ll find many men who would object to hearing about what you and your sister did together.” He commented dryly.

  She giggled, then sighed, suddenly melancholy.

  “She was so very good to me, always trying to protect me, I was able to produce a little bit of milk for her, but it was never enough.” She looked at him over her shoulder with a slight pout; “She never objected about drinking from me!”

  “Ha! Sorry about that, I promise we can throw away the ladle!” He was a bit worried, talking about her sister made her so sad…

  “That’s actually how it happened, the first time I mean; she licked at my n-nipples, drinking what little I could make for her and then she kissed me, her lips were so soft…”

  Nameless felt her shoulders shake under his working hands, he realized that she was crying. Softly sobbing as he massaged her.

  “Milly… I swear to you, when Miranda gets back-”

  She shook her head, interrupting him.

  “I-it’s not that, I mean, not just that. I do miss her… so much that it hurts! B-but you are willing to listen to me, t-to take such good care of me like she used to… I just hope that she finds that someday!”

  He sank back into the water and moved in front of her, wordlessly pulling her into a hug. After several moments he drew back, kissing his way across her cheek to her lips.

  “I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better.”

  “Th-there is Master…”

  “Anything…” Their eyes locked, her blues watery with emotion, his browns full of compassion.

  “Make love to me?” She half whispered, half sobbed.

  He smiled as he kissed her again.

  “I think, for our f-first time, we should do that on the bed.” He stammered a bit with nerves.

  She nodded, and her tearful smile was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

  They had some fun drying each other off, both spending far too long on the other’s most intimate places.

  Eventually they made it into the bedroom, both naked.

  Milly was as nervous as he was.

  “I’ve never… not with a man anyways.”

  “That’s okay, we’ll figure it out. I don’t doubt that now. Although I am more than a little curious, how did you and Erica do it?” He sat her down on the bed, standing before her, his question reflected in his eyes as he looked down at her curves in the dim light.

  “We used our fingers…”

  He had to swallow after she said that.

  “That… is so hot. Actually I would very much like to see you do that with yourself… would you, for me?”

  Her breath caught at his words and she nodded as she lay back on her elbows, shifting herself wholly on to the bed.

  “Like this Master?” She spread her legs, her knees bent.

  With one hand she slowly traced her fingers over her glistening sex. His knees almost buckled as he dipped his chin in approval.

  “Master, remember what you promised the other night? I want to see you… too.”

  “Wh-what do you mean?” His composure was slipping as she parted her nether lips with two fingers and began to massage herself deeper.

  “I want you to touch it while you watch me…”

  They were both breathing heavily now, she pulled her legs up higher, her upper body supported on one elbow as she began to finger herself more aggressively.

  Standing at the foot of the bed, his eyes fixed on her working fingers he took hold of his erection and began to rub himself, matching her rhythm as best he could. His foreskin pulled back over his head with every stroke, well lubricated with pre-cum from all of the foreplay in the bath.

  Milly licked her lips unconsciously, her eyes locked on his cock.

  “What are you thinking about?” He whispered.

  After a moment of wat
ching him stroke himself she answered, her words a breathy shudder.

  “I’m thinking about earlier, by the tree, I want to suck it again...”

  He almost came, a moan escaping his lips, and in response Milly let out an orgasmic low, her eyelids fluttering.

  “As m-much as I would enjoy that, I need to touch you, to make love to you.”

  She gave an embarrassed laugh at his loss of composure from her words.

  “Okay, but I have one request…” Her look went from heated to downright naughty.

  “What is it?”

  “When you finish… I want it in my mouth again… my face…”

  “Oh Milly…” He groaned again and had to stop stroking himself.

  He crawled forwards on the bed, his head at her hooves. He could still here the wet sounds of her fingers hard at work as she let out another soft moo at his proximity. He pressed his lips to her hooves, one at a time, giving each several adoring kisses, much to her delight.

  “So beautiful.” He murmured as his kisses traveled up one arched leg, the velvet of her hide tickling his lips and tongue.

  The feel of her Master’s breath against her hide, especially when he got to her sensitive knee was too much for the cow, she began to frig herself harder, her back arched and she let out a deep bellow of pleasure.

  As she began to cum he stuck his tongue out and broadly licked from her knee all the way across where her hide transitioned into smooth skin and onto her frantically moving fingers. He nuzzled her digits aside and his lips and tongue took their place, working over her sensitive folds as she continued to moan deeply in ecstasy.

  He thought she might pass out when he shifted up and nibbled her clit as he experimentally penetrated her with one middle finger. He was surprised at the silky smoothness and the intense pressure when her pussy muscles contracted around his invading digit as he slowly thrust it in and out of her.

  The thought of how her insides would feel around his erection nearly made him join her in orgasm.

  “Master! So good!” She moaned out, finding her voice again.

  He chuckled throatily onto her clit while his eyes watching her breasts jiggle as she shuddered.

  “I think my charming milk maid is a bit sensitive…”

  Relenting his assault on her abused sex, he planted one sound kiss above her groin. She was flat on her back now and her hands found the back of his head as he worked his way upwards, one kiss at a time.

  Knowing how over stimulated her nipples were from his feeding earlier he avoided them for now, instead kissing all around her juicy mounds before pulling himself to her face for a passionate kiss. Due to the disparity in their heights this meant his erection was again pressed into her stomach, while his legs were stuck out between hers.

  Her face was a gorgeous blotchy red mess, tears streaking from the corners of her eyes, she panted heavily as his tongue wrestled with hers.

  They paused for a moment eyes inches apart. His whole weight was on her now, but he was so scrawny and she was so strong that neither of them noticed.

  “Are you okay?” He kissed at one tear as it trickled down her cheek.

  Her tears flowed more freely as she sobbed again.

  “Th-that was incredible.”

  He chuckled warmly as his teeth found her ear again.

  “We haven’t even done anything yet…”

  She gave a girlish giggle as she tried to flick her ear away from his teasing lips. He drew back again, resting his weight on his forearms around her breasts and on the front of her shoulders.

  She sniffled a bit.

  “I want you inside me.”

  “Do you still want me to… finish in your m-mouth?” She nodded vigorously; “Because, I’ll be honest, you felt so good around my finger, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to stop. That and I’m also not sure how to get from… well, down there to up here!”

  She planted a several quick sucking kisses on his lips one after another. Her neck muscles standing out with each one as she repeatedly raised her head off of the pillow.

  “Master, at this point it is impossible for you to disappoint me! I want this to feel good for you, so you do whatever you want, I am yours.”

  He frowned slightly.

  “Milly, I promise you that I am going to try my very best to get my dick from your pussy to your lips before cumming.” Her mouth formed a gentle ‘oh’ at his sudden heat; “What will make me feel the best is giving you what you want because you need to understand that I am yours too!”

  Both of his hands had found her tearful cheeks, his chest was supported entirely by her pillowy breasts as he returned her kisses. Her erect nipples pressed into his chest just as his own erect need continued to firmly press into her tummy.

  “I love you so much Master!”

  “I love you too. Although I have to say, it is a damn shame that I am too short to kiss you while I am inside of you!”

  She snorted an undignified laugh at that.

  “That’s okay master, we can try… other ways later… I’m just so happy that you are okay with me kissing you now!”

  “Whenever you want, I don’t care what I’m doing, whenever you want, you just grab me and lay one on me!”

  She mooed happily, and licked at his face and hair, and he realized he was as comfortable with the grooming as he was the kissing.

  At last and with a shuddering breath, he worked his way down her body, until he was positioned between her legs.

  There was a great deal more laughter as the inexperienced pair tried to position themselves properly for penetration. By which point Nameless was in complete agreement with Paul about half the fun being figuring out the mechanics; at one point, after yet another misaimed thrust he buried his face in her cleavage and let out a mock roar of exasperation as she laughed, her breasts jiggling around his head.

  Eventually she reached one hand down to help him: she held two fingers in a V splitting her slick lips for him and suddenly his head slipped inside her.

  They both froze at that.

  The tightness was incredible and he couldn’t help but moan into her breasts as she gasped at the sudden penetration.

  His face rose from her breasts and their eyes met, silence between them. With a deliberate motion he pressed his cock a couple inches into her moist folds.

  She whimpered in pleasure.

  His eyes still locked on hers, he pulled himself out a bit before plunging in deeper still. The feeling was indescribable, the muscles of her pussy contracting around his invading hardness as he plunged himself in as far as he could.

  She took all of him with a deep low of satisfaction. The deep itch in her belly that had formed when they first bonded was finally being scratched.

  At last, Master! Thank you!

  He was panting now as he pulled himself almost completely out, his glans still nestled in her warmth. Never breaking eye contact he dragged his tongue lewdly over her breast and over her sensitive areola as he dropped his hips down and forwards, plunging himself into her again.

  She let out an uncharacteristic squeak, he had been avoiding her nipples because of how sensitive they were from his earlier attentions but in the heat of the moment he wanted her to be over-stimulated.

  As much as he wanted to pleasure her, to satisfy her utterly, he had endured a great deal of foreplay up to that point and was soon clumsily pistoning in and out of her as he desperately sought his own release.

  With her slick heat enveloping him he couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to.

  Milly began to moo in encouragement at him as sweat began to drip off of his face and into her cleavage. His tongue was hanging out, licking at her nipples with every thrust as he began to truly rut like a beast, his face red from exertion.

  The wet smacking of flesh on flesh filled the dimly lit bedroom.

  Milly began to thrash under him as she achieved yet another orgasm, her contracting muscles adding to his pleasure as he rode it out.

  As
his inevitable release drew nearer his hoarse voice cut through the room.

  “Milly! I’m so close!”

  “My mouth, Master! I want it in my mouth!”

  The erotic thought nearly set him off, he pulled himself out of her with a wet plop and scrambled up to the headboard, for her part Milly simply opened her mouth and stuck out her muscular tongue.

  With one forearm braced on the stone wall of the cottage he was far from gentle as his other hand grabbed her by one horn and angled her mouth, thrusting himself between her willing lips as he began to cum, fireworks going off in his brain as he desperately sought more stimulation.

  Milly relaxed her neck as he aggressively thrust into her mouth, his seed spilling forth as he cried out his release. His initial reckless thrust into her mouth scraped the head of his cock across her teeth but the extra sensation only helped to send him into new heights of ecstasy.

  She sucked and licked at his cockhead, coughing slightly as she inhaled a bit of his semen. Soon she had to swallow or drown as he continued to spurt his salty load across her tongue.

  She brought one hand up and jerked him hard between her lips to add to his pleasure, he pulled himself out to allow her to swallow his load and catch her breath while his liquid love continued to spray out across her face.

  For the second time that night one eye was plastered shut as his cum sprayed across her forehead, and this time he managed to thoroughly coat both of her horns.

  All the while he cried out with tears streaking down his face at the unbearable bliss, gripping her now-slick horn tightly and jerking his cock into her hand as she slathered his head with her eager tongue. Soon she was swallowing again.

  Inevitably his spurts diminished and Milly patiently lapped up the resulting mess.

  He slumped over, his arm on the wall no longer able to support his weight, while Milly treating his cockhead like a pacifier, sucking it in and out, in and out. The sensation on his over stimulated flesh causing a shudder to go through his entire body.

  At length he pulled himself away, still gasping he sat on his haunches and took a good look at his loving Minotaur.

  She had a smug expression on her face as she lapped at his cum, cleaning her cheeks. Seeing that she was essentially blind in one eye he fetched his shirt and helped her wipe her face clean, clean up complete he settled himself against her for a proper snuggle.