《A Hero Would Not Live a Happy Life》Accept her Comfort
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It is somewhat unethical, on both your parts, but Kara is basically irresistible. Reading all of the perceived signs you crawl onto the bed. The first hurdle is passed as she lays down and sprawls out on the bed, allowing you to crawl over her. Looking down at her, she does not seem excited or put off. She is looking up at you with a neutral expression. Her cheeks are slightly flushed, but you can tell by using your skill to read people that she seems to be no stranger to sex, unlike you. That knowledge makes this somewhat awkward. She is a veteran and everything you know about manhood tells you that you should be taking the lead. You get the idea that Kara expects it, as well. With that thought you gulp, lean down and kiss her gently. As you do, you feel her her hand on the back of your neck, keeping you pinned to her lips.
Everything is fine for several seconds as the kiss proceeds normally, but gradually she grows restless. Or at least, that is what it seems like to you. Kara sucks on your lip quite hard, then nips it, causing you to yelp. You lean back, feeling the spot for blood. There is none on your finger, but the area is sore.
“What was that?”
Kara remains laying on the bed. She looks up at you and rolls her eyes lightly. “The kiss was taking too long so I just did what I wanted to.”
“D-does your kind bite a lot in bed?” You think back to the time when she offered to suck you off and cringe at the thought.
“No... But we are pretty rough and impatient. Do you wanna keep going?” She asks.
“Look, I've never even seen a woman naked before. I have no clue what I'm doing. Can you bare with me a bit?”
Kara is obviously surprised. “At your age you've never seen a woman's body?” She takes that as an invitation to begin unlatching the straps around her chest.
“What are you doing? Just like that?”
“I don't have much issue showing off my body. Usually when I am with my tribe I'll wear a lot less than this.” That is amazing to you, considering that she is wearing some very revealing clothing already.
“Do you not want to see?”
“Of course I want to see.”
Kara smiles and lets all the bindings fall to the bed. She tosses them and easily lifts her tight top up over her head, causing her perky breasts to bounce free of the shirt.
“A woman's body is nothing interesting.” She says casually. That does not strike you as even remotely true, because to you, right now she is the most interesting thing in the world.
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“Every man will get to experience one in some way, eventually.”
You are breathless. Her upper half is perfect. Her tanned skin is consistent over her breasts, belly, shoulders and neck. Kara's breasts are not particularly big, but they are breasts and they are right in front of you. You feel just by looking that they would fit perfectly in your hands.
“Can I touch them?” You ask boldly.
The beastwoman perks up, pleasantly surprised, either by your openness or your forwardness. “Yep.” She responds eagerly.
You lean in and grope her tits. Each one fits nicely in your hand, just like you thought. After a bit more heavy petting she leans back and you look up nervously, wondering if you went too far. Thankfully, you see that Kara is just adjusting to make herself comfortable. She still does not seem either bothered or moved by what you are doing with your hands. It make you want to try harder to at least get some reaction. Still, you feel the need to ask.
“Are you doing alright?”
She nods. “Yep. Keep going.” You dig your digits into her soft flesh, seeing her lack of any flinching urges you to roll your hands around them roughly. Out of frustration you finally center your attention on her perky pink nipples. They are standing up and look tasty for some reason. You give them a gentle squeeze at first, then a swift twist. Your face brightens as that finally elicits a reaction. One of her eyes twitches noticeably and she lets out a light exhale. The attention you give the nubs only seems to make them firmer. The longer you look at them in that state, the more you want to taste them. Without thinking, your mouth covers one and you begin sucking. Finally you hear an audible reaction from her. A light moan. Continuing to act off that cue you do what you wanted to from the beginning, tasting her nipple. Your tongue circles the firm little mound quickly. They do not taste like anything in particular, but something in your mind still sends the signal that they are delicious. Pulling your mouth from her areola with a pop, you look up to see that she is blushing a bit more. When she notices you are looking she asks.
“Do you wanna do more?”
“More?” You gulp.
“What more is-”
She nimbly, without any effort whatsoever, reverses your positions. You are now the one looking at her from your back and she is leaning over your lap, staring down.
“This.” Kara reaches into your pants and pulls your cock free, stroking the hardening member until it is solid. She tilts her head and adds.
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“I wanna know if humans taste differently.” The beastwoman looks down at you for approval. You offer a short nod, unable to refuse such a direct request. With that she leans down and easily sucks most of your dick between her lips in one gulp. You feel her tongue circling it, similarly to the way yours circled her nipple. She draws back from it to comment as she wipes her lips.
“W-what do you think?” You ask.
Kara looks up in thought and it does not take her long to decide. “The taste and smell aren't too strong.”
You look at her quizzically. “Isn't that a good thing?” You have always considered your hygiene fairly good for a boy living in the country. Growing up around two women instilled in you a heightened desire for cleanliness.
Kara shakes her head. “Nope. Men in my tribe have a smell and a taste and that is a good thing.” She explains matter-of-factly while stroking your member. It is awkward, because you feel like you are getting close just from that light jerking. She continues obliviously.
“A strong, distracting smell. It can be annoying and make it hard to think. The taste should be overpowering. Ideally I would be tasting a man long after I am with him.” She looks at you curiously, seeing your somewhat strained expression.
“What's wrong? Too rough?”
“I'm getting close...”
“From this?” She makes a face that you see to either be disappointment or pity. Kara shrugs and stands up on the bed. She shimmies out of her tight shorts and tosses them aside. The beauty is standing over you now, fully nude. Her bushy tail is slowly waving back and forth behind her. She drops to her knees to straddle you and reaches down to grip your member, guiding it to her tight sex. You become a little enamored with the sleek opening at first, with a small tuft of surprisingly neat crimson hair just above it. Then you realize what she is doing and become worried.
“W-wait! You don't want to get pregnant, right?”
Kara just continues without any hesitation. She explains. “There's no stream branching from this act that leads to me becoming pregnant.”
“Oh...” You gulp, watching first, then feeling as your cock for the first time enters a woman's body. It is warm and wraps comfortably around you, but does not feel tight. You throw your head back and concentrate on trying to last. Thankfully you manage to hold on to the point when she has fully accepted your length inside of her. You feel her body locked with yours. It is when she starts to lift herself that you feel the uncontrollable sensation take hold of you. Your member convulses and pumps into her sex without warning.
“S-sorry!” You groan. As ashamed as you are for only lasting this long, it feels like heaven.
“That's fine... This too should be trained over time, I guess.” She sighs and lifts off of you, placing a hand over her nethers.
“I'm gonna go clean up.” You lay back, thinking you should probably clean up as well, but quickly you feel as though it is impossible to keep your eyes open. It has been a long day and you just had sex for the very first time. You sink into the bed and fall asleep.
The next day you wake up to find Kara laying next to you, naked. You do not sense any fondness in this act, just that she probably sleeps like this normally. You get up, trying not to disturb her, then go downstairs to hear a familiar, gruff voice.
“Think about my offer, darling.” It is Sam. You stop on the steps to listen, but apparently you only caught the tail end of the conversation, as his heavy footsteps shaking the building, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing signal that he left. You descend quickly and approach Galia.
“What was that? Is he threatening you?” You ask hastily.
Galia considers the question, then shakes her head. “Not quite.”
“So what was that about?”
“Well, Sam comes here a lot. Mostly to drink and grope my girls, which is what the place is here for. So fine. Recently, though, he's been asking a lot about the business side of things. Just now he was talking about investing in the Inn. I think he's doing the same for a lot of businesses around town.”
“Investing? What does that mean?”
“The way he explained it is, he's going to give me some money to expand the Inn, and in exchange he wont even ask for the money back. Instead, he'll have some minor control and stake in things. He also offered advice on how I could do it.” She shrugs. “Seems like a pretty good deal.”
With that explanation you get the idea that Sam is not only fucking your mother, but plans to fuck the entire town, in a sense. It is fundamentally the same. He is simply using his wealth to gain influence over the people here, effectively buying their compliance.
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