Unicorn Problems (Chapter Two)
Unicorn Problems (Chapter Two)
© Cederwyn Whitefurr
All Rights Reserved
January, 2015
Kelendrianas' eyes fluttered open, before she blinked, still more asleep than awake, her arm still draped around the sleeping form of the Kangaroo buck whose slow, steady breathing told Kelendrianas all she needed to know - that maybe - she'd put a little too much tranquilliser in his milk last night, but as she lifted her paws and fingertips massaged her closed eyelids, she stifled a yawn and a light quiver ran down her body.
Indeed, it'd been days since she felt this rested - for Andy's nightmares had been giving him terrible rest, and with her empathy, Kelendrianas felt threefold the raw, primal emotion of the kangaroo.. Empathy was a good thing - when he was happy, which was often - it filled her body and soul with such a warm, golden glow she felt she'd just explode from happiness - when he was afraid - the darkness and cold that flooded her made her sick to the stomach.
"Good and bad - " Kelendrianas whispered, her broad pale lips moving ever so lightly, as she shuddered a gain and shook her head, before lightly stroking across her partners shoulder - idly tracing patterns through the short silvery-grey fur - walking her three fingers down his forearm and delicately rolling his paw over, exposing the black, leathery pads. Comparing her own three fingered hand to his, she was never amazed how with only two fingers and a opposable thumb, she was able - with some difficulty, granted, to carry things - yet...
As she trailed her index finger lightly over Andy's velvet like pad, then each finger in turn, feeling the shot, blunted claws, with five fingers, but a non-opposable thumb, Andy could hold things, but he needed both paws to do it, and even then he more often than not dropped things by accident. Kelendrianas' mind began to wander, as she idly traced her fingers down his chest, pausing for a moment to feel the slow, rhythmic heart beating in his chest, his ribs expanding and contracting with each delicate breath, as she smiled, feeling the love she had for this beautiful young Kangaroo growing by the second.
"You're beautiful, you know that - " Kelendrianas whispered softly to him.
Andy mumbled incoherently in his drugged sleep, nuzzling weakly against her chest before he well silent again and remained asleep. Kelendrianas delicately walked her three fingers down his chest and stroked his warm, well muscled belly - watching as the fur rippled and she could feel the musculature beneath twitch. With a delicate giggle, Kelendrianas continued sliding her fingers down - then ever so gently brushed against the tightly contracted scrotum - lovingly caressing the furred orbs, cupping them ever so tenderly in the palm of her hand and feeling their weight.
"I've never failed to wonder - " Kelendrianas murmured, as she flicked her ears forwards and sat up a little higher, placing her free paw beneath Andy's chest to keep him from slipping off into the mattress. "Just why the Gods made a male Kangaroo with his sexual organs the way they are - I guess - "
Kelendrianas thought for a moment, her mind running over a thousand possible answers, before the most logical floated to the top like cream in a vat.
"Well, seeing as you hop - mostly - having these hanging below you..." Kelendrianas nickered softly in laughter, then shivered and blushed.
"Your tongue...oh Goddess forgive me - what you can do with your tongue..." Kelendrianas moaned, as she shivered from ears to ankles. "Things you've learned, my dear, sweet Buck. How you can pleasure me with that soft, moist tongue - yet you ask so little in return for your sexual favours...and I know I've never - we've never actually made love..."
Sliding her paw lower, she caressed timidly over the cloaca vent, once again amazed at how a kangaroo Buck's physiology was unlike anything she had ever known. His full length - whilst not a fully grown Buck - was impressive enough - at a guess - the one time she had seen him at full arousal, it was about five and half inches long and had a distinctive S shape to it, once again, presumably, to assist in sliding around a Doe's tail and finding her own cloaca - where he would grip the Doe in her strong paws around the hips and...
Kelendrianas gasped, a low, gurgling moan escaping her, as she felt her body electrified with the arousal that began dumping the endorphins into her mind. With her free paw, she slid it down her flat chest and belly, before slipping it under the light gown and she carefully began rubbing the left teat. What was unusual amongst her kind - was kelendrianas did not have the human-like breasts, albeit covered in a gossamer like fur - on her chest as most anthro females - but her udder and teats - which is what they resembled - were just above her hips and on her lower belly. Sure, she had had times when she had been ridiculed and worse - thought to be a stallion - because she lacked the proper breasts...
"Oh..." Kelendrianas moaned, as her sensitive finger tips rubbed delicately over the tender nipple, her body quivering in time and the rush of endorphins in her mind becoming a tsunami of sensations and pleasures.
Trembling with the rising pleasure, Kelendrianas' body began to quiver and she felt the growing warmth spreading from her groin throughout her whole body. Giving herself to the rising wave of pleasure, Kelendrianas slid her fingers further down her tender belly and she feathered her fingers lightly across her labial folds.
"Mmmm.." Kelendrianas gurgled, as her head tilted back until her ivory horn thumped against the wall behind their shared bed.
Like a musician playing a delicate instrument, Kelendrianas' fingers kept fluttering over her labia, feeling the warmth growing moment by moment, as she cradled the still sleeping buck with one paw, using the other to teasingly trail a fingertip up one slightly slick fold then back down.
"No...stop this - " Kelendrianas demanded of her mind, which just laughed at her and seemed to take control of the aroused young Filly's muscles.
Pleasure built on pleasure, as first one delicate finger slipped its way into the pale pink folds which squeezed down tightly - only arousing her more and more. Kelendrianas couldn't have stopped herself if she tried - and try she did - fighting her own mind for control, but losing herself as another finger joined the first - splaying apart and forcing the labial walls apart - then coming together like two lovers dancing together beneath a full moon. At last, the third finger joined this dance, and as they grew slippery from her own natural bodily fluids - the fingers began to slide deeper until the middle one brushed against the small nub of her clitoris - and Kelendrianas' mind fell away into a void of unrivalled pleasure. Her hips arched upwards off the bed, cloven hooves writhing and squirming - rumpling and tugging at the sheets, her breath coming in short, sharp gasping pants as she began at first - with a delicate touch - to masturbate herself - but within moments, her fingers were fluttering like a blur and she writhed helplessly, caught in the incredible grip of her sexual pleasures.
Oblivious to his mistress' arousal and grunts, Andy slept the dream of the drugged - and a tiny part of kelendrianas mind remained aware and conscious, her empathic link to the Kangaroo as strong as the first day she had bonded with him. His mind was at peace - the feelings she could touch with her empathy assured of this.
Her mind returned much of her mental processes back to her senses which began causing sensitive nerves in her vaginal walls to over-fire is spasmodic pulses. Muscular contractions squeezed down so tight on her fingers, feeling like they would snap the bones, before they relaxed again, only to return even stronger and with a variation of their rippling and contractions - fingers playing deeper, the filly squirmed and cried out in pleasure as they trailed the delicate soft tips along the thick cartilaginous ridging before with a grunt, she pushed her wrist forwards and touched the silky smooth walls. Her hips lifting off the bed, the natural fluids flowing like a half-opened tap, she felt the sticky liquid wash over her fingers and palm, slicking down the fur and warming the pale flesh beneath. As dexterous as she was, Kelendrianas reached her limit - just before the markings of the first banding on her wrist and she grunted in pleasure like a feral Mare with a gentle loving stallion - her long, tan tail with its tuft on the end flicking and snapping like a whip across the silken sheets, cloven hooves flexing and relaxing as he legs trembled and squirmed - the musculature beneath tensing and relaxing in the paroxysm's of what she was doing to herself.
Never had Kelendrianas felt such a primal, almost feral lust come over her - never had she dreamed, it was possible for her paw to do what it was doing - despite the growing pain from the unnaturally folded wrist - all that was washed away as the fingers swirled and caressed the silken walls they found themselves in - until a sudden wave of emotion flooded her mind - driving any hope of rational thought before it - and she arched her hips up even further, the fingers on the sleeping buck splaying as she convulsed then let peal a shrieking, anguished scream - but it wasn't one of pain or fear - it was a primal, feral like shriek of pure, unadulterated pleasure as the orgasm struck like a bolt of lightning - from the tip of her horn and it spiralled to every nerve ending in her body.
"No...no...not now - " Kelendrianas shrieked, the vaginal muscles crushing down on the enfolded paw, the orgasmic fluids now rushing like a river, saturating her paw, wrist and forearm before spattering against the silk sheets into a spreading stain.
Pleasure fought with pain, as the slender bones in her fingers and paw were being crushed by the muscular contractions of the vaginal walls - an instinctive reaction a mare had when bred - and with care but a growing urgency, she slid her paw free and cradled the aching, burning hand with her other - mindful of the fine coating of her own fluids - the smell made her nostrils flare and she gasped - her rational, usually peaceful mind telling her she needed to wash her paws, the more primal, animal side of her, savoured the scent and the two mental processes fought within her mind as Kelendrianas shuddered and panted - she could feel a light sheen of sweat coating her body, the usually pale tan of her fur slowly growing darker in patches.
"Oh Goddess curse me - " Kelendrianas moaned, as she writhed helplessly in post coital pleasure. "Get up you silly Filly..."
As she pressed her wet paw against the bed, fingers splayed, the wrist folded in on itself and she cried out in pain and alarm, before cradling it against her chest and panting, her nostrils flaring with each gasp. There was no way her body was going to allow her to get up, not for a while anyway - as muscles twitched and writhed, nerves fired off their signals in a scrambled haze, and all Kelendrianas could do was lay on the bed, panting and shuddering.
Five minutes turned to ten, then fifteen, before she finally ground her large, blunt teeth and exerted her full mental strength, demanding her body respond to her commands - reluctantly, her cramping calf muscles slowly uncurled and she stretched them out - tenderly pushing the still sleeping Buck off her shoulder as she struggled into a sitting position.
"It smells like a brothel in here - " Kelendrianas snorted, her sensitive smell picking up the scents. "Not that I know what a brothel smells like..."
Grabbing at the bedside table with both paws, her nails gouging at the timber, she forced herself to stand on her cloven hooves - but he knees began to buckle and she squeezed her eyes closed and once again, summoned the strength of will to command her body. It obeyed like a petulant child, allowing her the grudging shuffling movements as she staggered from the bed to a nearby table - where she clutched at it with her paws and swore silently to herself. Muscles still twitched and rippled beneath her tan coat, as if intentionally defying her mind's orders to behave - like a room of unruly children fuelled with sugar.
"I control my mind, I control my body - " Kelendrianas whispered, repeating the self affirmation a dozen times - but her body refused to obey.
Her ears snapped backwards, as her empathic link to the Kangaroo alerted her to something, and she twisted herself at the hips - her hooves feeling like they were mired in thick clay, as she glanced back at him. He twitched then one of his dark eyelids fluttered open - before he moaned piteously and squeezed his eyes closed again, fighting to regain consciousness. With a delicate nicker of laughter, Kelendrianas turned herself about - once more bracing her fingers against the table, as she watched the still groggy Buck begin to crawl off their shared bed.
"Mistress - " Andy mumbled, his tongue thick like a length of wood in his muzzle, partially due to the sedative Kelendrianas had slipped into his milk the night before.
"Shhh, take your time my love, you've been in a deep, restful sleep - the first full nights sleep you've had in weeks, your body isn't used to it, take your time and don't hop yet - the way you're trembling, you'd probably end up hurting yourself...just - crawl over to me, that's it - " Kelendrianas smiled, as he obediently dropped to all fours, then carefully crawled across the carpet, until he crouched before her, shaking his head and trying to clear away the vestiges of the drug.
"Good morning, my dear, sweet, beautiful Buck - " Kelendrianas smiled, as she crouched down and cupped his head in her paws - not thinking - then as his eyes widened and his nostrils flared, his ears swept back and he stared with his dark, soulful brown eyes into her violet ones.
"I - " He murmured. "I know that scent -"
Kelendrianas blushed, her own ears flattening backwards, before she laughed weakly and nodded, before she forced herself to stand and walked into the bathroom to shower.
"You should - " Kelendrianas called out, then heard the few tentative hops before he cried out and there come a loud thump on the carpet. "What did I tell you a moment ago - "
Kelendrianas stepped back into the doorway, her body naked, he wet stain on her thighs discolouring her upper inner thighs, as she watched Andy struggle back to his long, slender legs and scratch weakly at a hip.
"I..." he slurred, then shook his head, and in a motion that always amazed Kelendrianas, he tilted his head to the left and raised his left foot off the ground, then used it like a anthro would use a back scratcher, the long middle toe curling downwards, as the double-claw on the inside of the foot scratched at the back of his ear, before he shook his head again, placing the foot back on the floor and crawling closer, to nuzzle at her ankles, his cheeks brushing at the dark brown of her sock-like markings.
Kelendrianas froze, splaying her fingers against the edge of the door frame as the inquisitive kangaroo nuzzled higher - before she flinched as she felt his supple tongue begin licking at her upper thighs.
"No...stop...stop that - " Kelendrianas moaned, her nails scratching across the timber.
He paused, then turned his head slightly and looked up, his tongue still hanging slightly from his muzzle as his muddled mind assimilated the tastes and feelings.
"Mistress?" He asked at last, obediently crouching into the submissive posture he done, when unsure if he'd offended her.
"Oh, stop that you silly young Buck - I'm...I'm not bad at you, Goddess knows - with your tongue alone..." Kelendrianas nickered, then crouched down and lifted him back to his feet, holding his paws lightly in hers. "You can see - and I'm sure - smell and...well - I need to shower, and I think you need one too, you're still looking groggy and can't focus properly, come on - a nice hot shower will make both of us feel better."
Obediently, he dropped back to all fours and followed her into the shower, her cloven hooves clicking on the floor until being muffled by the thick rubber matting to give her stability, and his own soft pawed hind feet barely made any noise at all. As she adjusted the shower, she turned about and looked at him. He gazed back at her, the look of pure, unadulterated love and total trust in her sparkling in his eyes, as she slid one arm under his tail, the other around his front legs and carefully lifted him into the high edge of the mixed shower/bath. He coughed and flicked his ears, as the hot water cascaded over his head and back, quickly soaking through his fur, before she joined him and smiled.
"There, doesn't this feel better already?" Kelendrianas asked, as she picked up a special soap bar from the holder and began lathering her body with it.
"Kangaroo's usually don't like being all wet - it makes it hard for us to see and hear predators when its raining - " Andy replied, before he used his paw pads to wipe the water away from his eyes.
"Sometimes my love, you're too clever for your own good - you're - you're not a kangaroo, well I mean - you are - but you're not some wild, feral kangaroo, who lives a life of constant fear and alertness. No one will hurt you - I'd die to protect you, just as you would for me, now...just stand still and..." Kelendrianas told him sternly, as she lifted his head up - mindful to keep his nostrils away from the water and she scrubbed at his throat and chest with the soap until it was a rich, thick lather. Reaching around behind his head, she repeated this over his neck and shoulders, reaching down as far she she could with him standing upright - before she stepped back and he obediently dropped back to all four feet - allowing her to rub the soap into his back and base of his tail.
"I didn't need a bath - " Andy sniffled, then used his paws to wipe away the water that dripped from his nose and irritated him.
"Maybe not, but I'm having one, and you got to admit - you do feel much happier after you've been scrubbed and washed, don't you." Kelendrianas asked, as she ran her fingers the wrong way up his back, ensuring the soap penetrated to the skin beneath.
"Yes, Mistress..." Andy smiled weakly, then as she finished, he stood back up and shook himself, soap curds spattering against the walls of the shower/bath stall.
Kelendrianas laughed softly, before she retrieved the shower rose and began washing him clean from head to tail, watching the soap getting rinsed away until he stood dripping wet - but clean from nose to tail base.
"Much better, now - " Kelendrianas nodded, as she quickly washed herself clean, then turned off the taps and stepped from the shower, again, helping the soaked kangaroo and standing him on the mat as she began using thick towels to dry him off.
*
After their breakfast, Kelendrianas stretched, her white bands on the wrists catching the early morning sunlight as she interlaced her fingers and stretched her arms above her head until she felt the joints pop and crackle, causing Andy to utter a low, moan, his head snapping upwards and muzzle dribbling the honey coated porridge he had been eating from his bowl on the floor.
"Tsk..." Kelendrianas admonished him tenderly, then picked up a clean dishcloth from the table and dabbed it against Andy's muzzle. "You're such a messy eater, albeit, I can understand why - feral kangaroo's wouldn't get fed anything like what I feed you -"
Andy patiently allowed his mistress to clean his muzzle, before he nuzzled her paws affectionately and returned to his breakfast, this time, licking at the porridge with a little more delicacy and care. Kelendrianas shook her head again, before she put down her own spoon and pushed away the three empty bowls. Kelendrianas didn't know why - but orgasms always brought with them the unimagined hunger pangs - every time. Andy licked the last of his porridge from the bowl, before taking a dozen deep drinks of water from an adjacent contained, before nodding in pleasure. He loved his mistress - the often exotic - to his mind anyway - food she prepared for their meals, and he'd have done anything to please her - which lead him to an idea...he crept closer, then nuzzled at Kelendrianas right hip, before making a low, feral-like coughing grunt.
Pushing aside the electronic pad she was reading the morning news on, Kelendrianas blinked, then giggled as Andy playfully nuzzled and placed his paws on her thigh and gently squeezed.
"Andy...what's gotten into you, you're not usually like this - " Kelendrianas asked him as she turned side on in the chair, her knees pressed against his chest, and he rested his paws on her thighs again, short nails tenderly pricking the flesh before he make that strange coughing grunt again.
Kelendrianas knew most of a kangaroo's language - if it could be called that - their distinctive grunts, coughs and cries indicating danger, fear, and other 'primal' emotions - but he could talk - even though in some of their play together, he acted more 'feral-like' and refused to talk. He clawed a little more insistently at her thighs before Kelendrianas violet eyes widened, and a blush stained he insides of her ears as she realised what he was after - or at least - a close approximation.
"No," Kelendrianas sternly told him, lightly tapping the bridge of his muzzle. "Not here my love, come on - if you want to play...you know where we play."
Gently pushing him away, Kelendrianas rose and walked down the hall, the quiet thumping on Andy following as he hopped one step for every four of hers. Once she opened their bedroom door, he obediently entered and dropped to all fours, obedient and submissive, waiting for his mistress. Kelendrianas smiled, playfully ruffling his ears, before she reached up and her fingers undone the bow around her neck, letting the skimpy silken negligee she was wearing slide down her body and to the floor.
Stepping out of it, she turned and delicately ran her long fingers down her flat chest and tight belly, before tracing idly over the slender teats and shivering, Andy watched, then nodded appreciatively, but kept his submissive, four legged posture until Kelendrianas frowned and sat on the bed, facing him.
"Alright, we can play in here, my dear, sweet, gentle Buck - now - what was on your mind, its not like you to be so - frisky - like that." Kelendrianas asked him.
"Mistress..." Andy asked timidly, eyes wide as he crept closer, then placed his paws on her thighs. "I want - I mean, I would like...if you permit - "
Kelendrianas smiled and leaned forwards then kissed him lightly between the eyes. "Of course I permit, you know I love you, and I don't own you my love - you're sentient, you have feelings and emotions of your own, but - yes, well, I do own you - in a legal sense...but now, what would you..."
Andy flattened his long ears back, and he clutched lightly at her thighs again with his paws, before she nodded and parted her thighs - giving the eager young buck a full view of her nakedness. He crept forwards until his head was between her thighs, then with his long slender tongue be began licking at each thigh in turn - the tongue leaving wet, glistening trails as Kelendrianas moaned and trembled, her fingers already beginning to grip the silk sheets.
"My..." Andy paused, then shivered and glanced up at her.
Kelendrianas nodded, then splayed the fingers on one paw out and placed it on the back of his head and guided his nose against the tight, slick labial folds. Andy flinched a little - not quite wanting to go for the honey pot just yet - but if his mistress desired such, he was happy to obey. As he ran his tongue up, down then across in a zigzag pattern, Kelendrianas' paw began a drumming on the back of his head and she whickered in pleasure, her mind quickly losing coherent thought as she flopped backwards onto the bed, willingly parting her thighs as far as she could and her paw caressing Andy's ears and neck.
He wasted little time - closing his eyes and sweeping his ears backwards, before he pressed his fur covered nose delicately against her groin and his tongue swirled like a corkscrew as Kelendrianas whinnied in love and appreciation on what he was doing. This made the shy young Buck more bold and excited - his muzzle slightly parting the folds and tongue quick to begin exploring somewhere it was intimately familiar with. As he gently pressed forwards a little further - Kelendrianas screamed and her fingers snagged at the bedsheets, crumpling then as Andy's tongue began a wild flickering over the highly sensitive Unicorn filly's clitoris.
"No...oh Goddess..." Kelendrianas shrieked, lost in the passion of her marsupial lovers tongue.
Andy ignored her moans and cries, knowing how much this pleased his beloved mistress - and he intensified his licks, the tongue bathing the tightening walls as best he could - carefully sliding his muzzle back as she began convulsively squeesing. He knew if he wasn't careful, one false move could easily fracture his bones in his muzzle - so strong were her muscle spasms when she was aroused. He paused in his sensual affections, before turning his head slightly and lifting it up to lap at first the left teat, then the other - not knowing her physiology was different to a normal anthro, Andy didn't care - as he licked and swirled his tongue from one sensitive teat to the other and back - before he began suckling one, his paw fingers splayed on her belly and gently kneading at it.
"you..." Kelendrianas began, taking a quick series of gulping breaths to try and find the time to reply. "you won't get milk from those, my...oh...oh Gods..."
Andy grunted and continued suckling, using his paws to slide back down and holding the sharp, short claws up and back, he rubbed and stroked the trembling folds in an alternating pattern to his gentle nursing, but he blinked as Kelendrianas shuddered and her paw slowly pushed his head back down, and he nodded obediently. Turning his attention back to the glistening folds, Andy resumed tickling and flickering his tongue over his partners clitoris, then he snorted and snapped his head back as Kelendrianas' folds convulsed and snapped closed again.
Pausing, Andy watched and laughed timidly, before he placed his paws on his lovers teats and gently massaged them as he closed his eyes and began using his slender tongue to again pleasure this beautiful, gentle filly.
For ten minutes, Andy delighted in the tastes, scent and feel of his mistress' labial folds squeesing and caressing his cheeks, never once giving thought to his own sexual desires - of which he had long suppressed - his sole attention was on pleasuring Kelendrianas - and the way her squeals and moans grew - he was well on the way to doing precisely that.
"No...not...oh..." Kelendrianas whinnied, paws grasping the bed sheets as another orgasm was brought to her already hyper-sensitive body from the previous one.
Andy blinked and flicked his gaze up - before he flattened his ears and began gulping, his saliva mixing with the copious fluid that suddenly washed down from deep within Kelendrianas' body. He didn't know that a female rarely reached orgasm - this lovely filly being his only ever partner - let alone one who did - had such - interesting reactions...but he was well used to it and did his best to continue swallowing the sticky fluids as he pressed his nose into the top of Kelendrianas folds and resumed licking as best he could.
"Damn you...Buck - " Kelendrianas moaned, as she writhed helplessly. "You know just how too - "
Andy would have replied, but he was otherwise busy with his continued oral pleasuring of his mistress, his only response was a gentle squeeze of both her teats with his paws, as he happily began working the nickering filly towards a third orgasm ...
To Be Continued...