Waking for an Early Day – 3B-DT

Chapter 3 – Getting Underway (continued)

Kaylen woke slowly, emerging from an arousing dream to the awareness of the stiffest most uncomfortable morning wood he could ever remember. It was a short step from there to recall the events of the previous night. At some point, he and Janel had shifted their positions so he was spooning her from behind, one of her tails curled over his waist while the other was trapped between his thighs, twitching back and forth from time to time. Her hair was partly in his face, a few strands tickling his nose before he raised his head down to look at her. One of his arms was wrapped loosely around her waist, and he could feel her heat through their sleeping clothes.

He groaned softly, and gently caressed her stomach through her clothes, nuzzling her hair and ears gently as he felt her stir against him. “Are you awake?” He whispered.

The kitsune giggled quietly, “Well, someone’s at attention.” She wiggled her backside against the bulge in his trousers. Then stopped, “Oh, um… can you…um…?” She seemed to tug her tail, which was still lodged between his thighs.

“Ah, yeah I could see how that would be…” He shifted his weight, spreading his thighs enough for her tail to pull free. “Can’t say I’ve encountered that particular difficulty before.”

“I would be surprised if you had.” She pulled away, but then rolled over to face him, still laying on their bedrolls. “It’s not that much different than an arm or leg falling asleep.” She explained. “Do you, uh…” She glanced down at the evidence of his arousal.

Kaylen chuckled and blushed. “When I wake up with such a beautiful woman in my arms, I can’t help something like that.”

She smiled, and looked down, her hand hovering at his waist.

“You’re allowed to touch.” He added after a moment.

“I know. I just…”

“If you don’t want to, that’s fine too.”

“No, I do want to.” She steeled herself and reached for his waist. Kaylen laid back and gave her room to unfasten his trousers, and raised his hips as she pushed them down along with his small clothes until his erection could spring free.

“Oh, that’s a big one.” Janel said, her red-brown and ice-blue eyes wide. She ran her fingers of one hand up and down along his length with a feather-light touch. He throbbed beneath her fingertips, growing even harder than before. “Tell me what to do.” She whispered.

“You’re doing fine. Just take hold with a medium grip, and stroke it up and down.”

She nodded, and did as he instructed, wrapping her whole hand around him and sliding up and down, smoothing the skin over the shaft beneath. He moaned, and rocked his hips as she stroked him, adding a little speed after a few strokes.

“Now go ahead and lick it.” He instructed.

She blushed and grinned and then lowered her head to wrap her lips around the crown. Her tongue, which was quite a bit rougher than he’d expected, dragged along the underside of his shaft, causing him to buck his hips as his pleasure spiked.

“I’m close. Hold it in your mouth.” He told her.

She hesitated, meeting his gaze for a moment as he stroked her hair. Then she resumed her ministrations, bobbing her head on him and swirling that amazing tongue around his glans. She was obviously not very experienced, but she had the basics down, and with her unusual tongue texture it heightened the effect of what she was doing to him.

“Janel!” He moaned out, “I’m cumming!” He added as he tightened his grip on her hair and rocked his hips upwards.

“Mmmrrrr!” She purred around his cock, literally purred as he began to pulse in her mouth a second before the first spurt of his seed spilled across her tongue.

Janel started to pull back as a portion of his seed dripped down her chin, but then she steeled herself and formed a seal with her lips just under the head of his cock, her cheeks bulging out as his seed filled them, her gaze never leaving his.

Once he was finished, she pulled off of him, keeping her lips closed. “Show me.” He told her.

She tilted her head back, and carefully opened her mouth, showing a sizable pool of his white cream filling her mouth. She then closed her mouth, and swallowed, and once more showed him her now empty mouth.

“Mmm, sexy.” He complimented, and she grinned at him.

“Thanks, cause I probably won’t be doing that next time.” She told him. “I… really hate the taste, sorry. Though to be fair, yours wasn’t as bad as I was expecting.” She added with an embarrassed smile.

“May I have a taste?” Alanthea’s sudden request caused Janel to gasp and Kaylen to cry out, he was so startled.

“Holy shit, Alanthea!” He murmured, trying to calm his pounding heart.

“You shouldn’t swear in front of a priestess.” The blond admonished, “I am curious as well, may I have a taste, Master?”

If he hadn’t just come, he thought Alanthea’s eager curiosity might have been enough to arouse him all over again. “You can ask Janel if she’s willing to let you taste some off her chin, or else you’ll have to try some straight from the source.” He said, gesturing to his still half-hard cock.

Alanthea’s eyes turned to Janel, whose own red-brown and ice-blue eyes widened, “Oh um…” Her hand came to her chin and scooped up the semen that had dripped there, before extending her fingers towards the priestess. “Here, you don’t need to lick my chin.”

The blonde girl took hold of Janel’s dainty wrist, her eyes wide, and brought those fingers to her mouth, wrapping her lips around the second and third knuckle of her index finger and suckling gently. Kaylen thought it was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen, but all too soon, it was over. “Salty.” The priestess observed in a quiet tone.

Janel nodded, “Yeah, that’s one of the reasons I don’t generally care for it.”

“He likes seeing us taste it.” Alanthea observed, drawing attention to Kaylen.

“I did.” He saw no reason to lie to them, “But I think we had better start getting ready to move out.”

Both girls nodded, and Janel looked down at her hand, which had a bit of his release on it, and began searching around for something to clean it off with.

“Allow me.” Kaylen said, muttering a quick incantation to clean off her hand.

“Yeow.” She winced, “What was that?” She blinked at him.

“Sorry, magic tries to be efficient, but it’s not always pleasant.” He smiled at her as she examined her now immaculate hand. He then repeated the scouring spell to clean himself up from the last spurts that had dribbled out onto his own shaft before refastening his trousers. “If you’re awake, I’m going to assume most everyone else heard us as well.” Kaylen said to Alanthea.

“Yeah, we’re awake.” Ursa muttered from just past their nook. Kaylen leaned out into view and saw Ursa’s back as she lay on her bedroll near one end of the shelter.

“Well, I guess that confirms how little privacy there is here.” He had the decency to blush. “Let’s break camp.”

Ursa sat up, and nodded, and Kaylen turned back to the blonde and red-haired girls in the now crowded nook. Janel groaned and hid her face against against her blanket. After a moment, Alanthea returned to her own bedroll to get dressed.

Kaylen shook his head, but turned and reached for his boots, after prodding Janel in the ribs, “Why is it more embarrassing to be overheard by Ursa than to be heard by Alantha and then have her join us to have a taste?”

“Because at least I could pretend it was just Alanthea and not the whole camp.” She mumbled, turning her head to face him, her cheeks as red as her hair.

“I’m sure you’ll be fine, now get yourself up, so you aren’t left behind.” He teased.

He got to his feet and continued dressing, pulling on his aketon and chainmail next. By the time he emerged from the nook, most the others were already awake and were in various stages of getting themselves ready, with Dinnae seeming to be the only one lagging a little as she yawned while fumbling with her armor.

After ensuring they were all awake, and beginning to break down the canvas awning, it was only a matter of minutes before the horses were packed, and everyone was dressed and geared up ready to ride.

They made their way back on the road in the same formation as the previous day, with Lyria and Alayni up front, followed by Kaylen and Alanthea, Janel and Danny, and finally Ursa in the back. They ate a quick breakfast while they rode along the path, the sounds of the forest gradually waking and coming alive around them. Less than an hour later they emerged into the cleared lands in front of the gates of the logging village, Glenvale.

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