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LOUMA'S HOUSE - LATE EVENING
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Louma finds herself more nervous approaching her home with the stoat by her side than she did on their first date. She giggles periodically as she unlocks the front door. The house is two storeys and modestly sized, perhaps fifteen minutes walking East of the generator.
Maybelline finds herself rather flustered as well, having enjoyed a wonderful dinner with Louma with a healthy side of teasing, and so much of the tension she'd felt seeming to have vanished. In it's place is a nervous anticipation as she barely looks around the place before her eyes return to Louma, "Nice place... bigger then mine to be sure." She giggles awkwardly, still grinning wide.
Louma locks the door behind them, chuckling quietly as she tries to reign in her own giddiness. "It's more than enough for me, for sure. Would you like to take a short tour?" The front door leaves them in a small sitting room which splits off to a kitchen and dining room. The dining room has the stairs to the second floor. A common theme of the rooms is that there is a minimal amount of furniture, each having a couple chairs for guests, the dining table against the front wall, looking out of the window.
Maybelline bites her lip, "How short... I mean... there's definitely one room I wanted to see."
Louma blinks, breaking out in a nervous giggle as she looks towards the stairs. "Really~? Well, I suppose we can start with the second floor." She gives May a coy look before turning to lead the way towards the stairway, adding an extra layer of sway to her movements.
Maybelline giggles, "Well, there's always time to see the rest later. I certainly don't think this will be my last time here~." She follows after Louma, taking a moment to ogle before she steps up the stairs.
Louma feels her face burning as they reach the top of the stairs, entering one large room with a bathroom closed to one side. There are a number of matching cabinets along one wall, and a large, soft looking pad against the other wall. "W-well... This is it, nothing special~" She puts on her sweet voice, trying to break the giddy tension as she turns to May. "I don't know why you wanted to see it, though~"
Maybelline blinks at the pad, then back at Louma with a wink, "Stoats are just curious creatures~. Folks back in Sarn said we were always sticking our noses where they don't belong~."
Louma smirks, though a happily nervous note still colors her words. "Ah, is that so? I suppose we'll have to find a place or two where it does, hmm?" She ducks down, scooping May into a passionate kiss.
Maybelline giggles, embracing Louma as she pulls her upwards and kissing back eagerly until they break apart slowly, "Mmmm... I can think of a few places, if... if you want."
Louma sighs after the kiss, smiling at May. The orange of her beak shows how flushed she is before she speaks. "As long as you're ready, sweets~" She chuckles quietly, her tail wrapping once around May's thighs and lifting her as Louma slithers towards the pad. She undoes the clasps that hold her gold sash 'dress' in place, the cloth dropping to the floor as soon as it's loosened.
Maybelline swallows nervously as Louma's tail lifts her up, "It's... it's my first time, love. So... I'll do my best." She watches as Louma's dress falls away, blushing deeply (even though there's not much actually revealed by this action, and reaches up with nervous hands, fumbling at the buttons on her jumpsuit.
Louma feels a certain degree of comfort in the familiar environment, pausing at May's words. "Ah... Really~? I'll be as gentle as you need, then." She settles upon the pad, spreading out in a wide spiral with May at the center. She leans in, gently taking May's hand in hers, beak inches from May's face. "Please, allow me?"
Maybelline nods, "L-like I said... no real experience at all." She looks up Louma, feeling her hands enveloped in the swan's. She takes a deep breath and smiles serenly. "Please... feel free."
Louma closes the short gap, kissing the stoat again as she reaches for the buttons of her jumpsuit, quickly, if shakily undoing the front of the outfit. She breaks the kiss after sliding May's shoulders free, giggling.
Maybelline gives a long breath out, as her jumpsuit is slowly peeled off. The difference in their sizes never more apparent then right now, as she sits amidst Louma's length, feeling very uncertain what to do next. "I'm so nervous... but so excited. I feel like I've wanted this since we started dating, but didn't know how to ask."
Louma gives May a reassuring smile, brushing the slightly rougher side of her beak against the side of May's neck as she drops the jumpsuit away. "I don't think it was much of a secret how I felt~" She pulls up at the undershirt, nipping gently at May's shoulder before the simple garment is pulled over it.
Maybelline nods, giggling a little at the nip on her shoulder before she helps shimmy out of her undershirt. She looks down at herself, "I hope I'm worth all that." She reaches up with her hands and strokes the side of Louma's neck, letting her fingers play across the feathers along her sides.
Louma shivers at the touch, nodding slowly as she looks into May's eyes. "You are already~ All of this is just sugar on top." She leans in to kiss the stoat again, her taloned fingertips tracing their way slowly down May's fur.
Maybelline hums, returning the kiss as she feels Louma caressing her fur. She breaks the kiss for only a moment to whisper to Louma, "I... do like sugar...", then leans back in to continue, hands continueing to rub and tickle Louma.
Louma feels her body tingling under May's touch, her blush beginning to show in her belly scales, white slowly turning vaguely pink. Her hands move back up May's body as she finds a spot she was looking for. Her thumb teases the hidden nipple lightly.
Maybelline lets out a surprised gasp, then looks across Louma's chest. "Ahhh, no fair! What am I supposed to tease?" She lifts a hand from Louma's side to run it down her chest and down to the scales, then proceeds to rub her fingers across Louma's warm belly.
Louma blushes, twitching herself into the touch as May finds a pink spot among the scales, responding by teasing her other side as well. "Hnm! Your instinct is good, sweets~" She begins creeping the tip of her tail over her own coils behind May, as she looks lovingly at the stoat. "Almost anywhere along my tail, really~"
Maybelline hums as she leans in towards Louma's belly, looking up at Louma while her fingers playfully stroke across the scales, ignorant to the looming tail behind her. "I do recall you squirming a bit on our second date when I rubbed your tail~. I guess that'll work~."
Louma giggles, turning a bit away as she speaks. "Mhm... I may have lied, you weren't exactly tickling me that day." She gives a wry smile, as her ambush begins. "I do have a couple favorite spots though, like the tip~" her tail pokes between May's knees, partially wrapping around her leg. It pauses there for a moment before beginning to caress her thigh slowly.
Maybelline looks down at the tail sliding between her legs, feeling herself growing more aroused as it slides up her leg, "O-Oh? Is that so?" She pulls one hand off of Louma's belly to reach out for the tip of the tail, gently gripping it and rubbing it between her palm and fingers.
Louma feels a shudder run through her body, closing her eyes for a moment. "Mmh-mm~ It's somewhat inconvenient most of the time." She looks at May with a warm smile, moving one hand to the stoat's back as she leans in and kisses her neck.
Maybelline giggles, feeling Louma supporting her. "Well, I'll just hope this isn't one of those times~." She giggles as the feeling of Louma kissing her neck, letting the hand that was pressed against Louma's chest wrap around the snake the two closer. "Gotta be careful, or we'll get all tangled up together~." She doesn't sound too opposed to this concept.
Louma gets a bit of a glint in her eye, their size difference and the length of her beak allowing her to look at May's face without stopping. "Mmh... Maybe we'll save that bit of fun for when you're a little more used to this~?" She writhes her tail in May's hand, sliding it up her thigh against her crotch.
Maybelline moans at the sudden stimulation against her nethers, causing her hand to tighten around Louma's tail. "Ohhhh! Ahhehh... s-sure. "
Louma hums a stifled moan in turn, expecting the reaction to her touch just enough to resist. "We've got a~hh~ll kinds of time after all, my love~" She moves back up to kiss May again, her taloned fingers continuing to caress as Louma's tail begins sliding against her.
Maybelline grips the tail, half pulling against it and half grinding against the portion rubbing against her. her other hand temporarily forgotten as her focus is somewhat broken. "I like... th~his. Mmm, ll~love you, Louma. Feels real good~."
Louma lets out a soft moan against May's shoulder as her lover begins taking control. "Mmhm, I love you too, May~" She plants a line of kisses down from May's neck to her chest. The scales on her belly continue shifting to a more pinkish hue, one spot a couple feet from where May is gripping turning a darker shade earlier than the rest.
Maybelline continues to grind the tail, her forgotten hand reaching out once again, drawn to the red spot to run her fingertips across those scales, "Wha~aawhat's that?"
Louma giggles nervously as she feels May's hand move, one section of interlocking scales a few inches long at the core of the darker blush has opened up in Louma's heat. She grinds her tail against May, bringing the spot closer to a roaming hand. "Mmh, a point of n-no return, sweets~"
Maybelline 's eyes widen in recognition of the opening. "Point of no return..." She moans softly as Louma grinds against her, then slowly releases Louma's tail tip to give her better leverage, and slips her hand into Louma's slit, gently beginning to flex her hand inside of the snake.
Louma twitches as May grows extraordinarily bold, looking at her with surprise as a moan escapes her. Her tail writhes against May. "Oh gods... You shifted from... N~nh~o confidence to that awfully qui~ickly!" She shudders again, considering her options for a moment. She slides the tip of her tail back down May's thigh, replacing it with her beak. She doesn't hesitate to taste her lover with a surprisingly rough tongue.
Maybelline pauses, "Sh-should I not ha-" And then Louma's tongue enters her, and any remaining words die on her tongue, her hand clenching up inside of Louma, "Oooo~."
Louma feels May's response, moaning lightly as she carefully explores the warm depths. Her wings quiver and tail shifts with every move that May makes. She supports May's lower back as she tries to encourage her to lie down on the blushing tail without speaking.
Maybelline takes the unspoken encouragement, letting herself lay across Louma's tail. This also enables her to get closer to Louma's slit, and as she moans in pleasure at the writhing tongue inside her, she also works her fingers in deeper, her small hands easily able to manuever her fingers in deeper, her other hand pressing against the outer scales and caressing Louma's outer scales.
Louma almost nods her encouragement, sighing against May as she presses the end of her beak against her, the upper bill rubbing up against May's clitoris as she pushes her tongue deeper.
Maybelline 's whole body shudders at feeling of Louma's tongue pushing deeper. The bill rubbing against her combined with the rough tongue pushing deep inside drive her right up to the edge, her nethers growing wetter by the moment. Her own hand is deep inside Louma as well, working back and forth erratically as she tries (and mostly fails) to maintain focus.
Louma writhes with May's valiant efforts, feeling the shudder and taking it as an invitation. She pulls her tongue back, pushing the roughness against May's walls as her hand finds it's way back to her chest. She moans in pleasure, squeezing May's hand.
Maybelline breaks in that moment, as Louma's tongue pulls out. With a loud cry of pleasure, May orgasms, her depths clenching around Louma's tongue several times as her whole body rocks, her hand falling limp inside Louma as the small stoat pants heavily. "Lll~Louma~..."
Louma continues her efforts through May's orgasm, pulling free with a satisfied sigh as she considers the stoat lying upon her. "Hmm~ Are you alright, Maybelline~?" She gently kisses from the inside of May's thigh up to her belly, resting there and looking lovingly at the stoat.
Maybelline catches her breath, nodding slowly as she lays atop Louma, shivering a bit at the kisses, "Y-yeah... never felt... never felt anything like that before, w-wow..."
Louma giggles, very carefully lifting May off her tail, kissing her passionately as she reconfigures herself into a more comfortable pile of snake. She sets the stoat down among her coil, wrapping a wing over the two as they lie together in the blissful afterglow.