Sexy Story of the Month - Magical Secret Stash (Patreon)

A fighter and a mage, it was a dangerous combination for anyone that crossed their paths, and for themselves. Not having someone available to tend to their wounds in the midst of a fight was always hectic and while there were alternatives in the form of healing potions they were extraordinarily costly. They were also quite cumbersome to obtain, almost any time the pair would set out to adventure the realm they had to stock up on supplies. Luckily, Kyrell was quite the pack-horse when it came to their supplies, a bag of holding rest upon his waist that innocuously contained enough various weapons, knick-knacks, and of course survival items to topple a small mule, yet he never seemed to look the least bit strained as it shifted, tapping against his thigh while they explored the wares of their latest destination.

The only good thing about their frequent need to hit up mystical apothecaries was they were at least interesting. All sorts of various dragon scales, potions that bubbled and steamed from the back, a small glowing item that Sherri swore was the phylactery for a trapped lich somewhere. Sherri looked like a pup in a candy store as she meandered through the storefront, happily picking up baubles that explicitly told her not to, and gazing deep into the mystical orbs to ponder such magics. 

“Sherri.” A gruff voice spoke up from behind as the doggirl found herself standing upright, an innocent smile appearing on her lips as she turned over her shoulder to look up at Kyrell. He was clearly not amused as he stood there with his arms folded over his chest. “Don’t go spending all your share on trinkets.” He gave a slight huff, “Be responsible. Buy what we came here for first.” His ears folded back as she gave a happy little hum and nod and started back on her track of looking through items.

“Just going to get a little something..” Sherri almost sounded hypnotized as she gazed back into the orb, her tail flittering back and forth curiously as Kyrell let out a slight grump of disapproval.

“Mhmm, well I’m spending part of your share right now on healing potions before you can get any other ideas.” He started off towards the other end of the shop, curiously the caretaker had not yet appeared to provide assistance yet. Although that wasn’t always uncommon. No one ever stole from an apothecary shop anyways, the owners usually employed some form of warding or surveilling spell that only an experienced thief would be able to subvert, and even if they escaped the shoppe retribution was never far behind. Kyrell himself, had been such retribution in the past. His eyes found the glass door of the wooden shelves that held healing potions, all with varying ingredients and promises of effectiveness. “I’m buying the platinum ones again!” Kyrell called out, in this business you got what you paid for and he wasn’t going to risk it with some half assed potionmaker who scrimped on green dragon scales. “And no I’m not letting you borrow money this time! Be an adult! Learn to budget!”

Looking for the front of the store Kyrell suddenly felt an irk of concern, his ear twitched. Sherri normally would have had some quip, some remark, some high pitched cry of disagreement, but she was uncharacteristically silent. Kyrell almost dropped the handful of vials and quickly tromped back towards where he last saw her, eyes scanning the room to notice that she was simply gone. But her scent still lingered, the large tiger felt the fur on his neck bristle as he navigated apothecary labyrinth of halls, shelves, her scent trailing near a sectioned off area blocked by rope. His hand braced itself on the belt near his scabbard as he carefully lifted a leg over the ropeway, his heart pounding, she was close he could hear her breathing. 

Normally he wouldn’t trespass in a shoppe such as this, but if they made the mistake of trying to harm his partner they wouldn’t have a shoppe after he’d finished ransacking the store of valuables and leaving it aflame when he’d pocketed his desires. He swallowed hard, ears folded, bracing himself for the ready by some spell wielding fool, and darted into the room.

“Hey~”

The sultry voice and the visage of Sherri in her fully nude form disarmed him more than any martial trick could have, Kyrelle stood there with sweat dripping down his brow as he saw Sherri posing for him.. Had she been waiting there? Or was she watching him? He swallowed down his throat a mixture of rage and confusion, but the top of his mind was arousal, “Sherri.. What are you doing here?” He glowered under his breath worried that the wrong word might magically cause her clothes to begin to pull themselves back on. He followed it up with a slow strut in her direction, his hands carefully touching along her frame, “You had me worried..” 

“Pff.” The doggirl rest her hands upon his chest with a gleeful smirk appearing on her lips, “Were you not listening at all the other day?” His head canted to the side. “I told you I wanted to do it in one of these magical repository places..” Her eyes closed as a spell began to emit from her body, tail fluttering when suddenly lights danced along the room, Kyrelle taken aback at first before realizing it was simply her Detect Magic spell that caused the glow from various objects. “Don’t they look lovely?” She opened her eyes to see his stoic face slowly form a smile. 

“Mhmm,” Albeit he was simply relieved that she wasn’t in danger, the doggirl had quite a knack for such troubles after all. “Looks amazing, Sherri.” He spoke warmly. His hands wrapping around her frame with his claws not so subtly grasping at her plump asscheeks, his muzzle dipping low and letting his lips touch hers in a kiss while he hoisted her up slightly until she was on her tiptoes to reach. 

He loved the way she twitched and trembled at his touch, his massive hands and muscular arms easily able to carry her as her knees began to buckle. His lips kissing fervently down her chin, tracing along the nape of her neck where his teeth grazed lightly against her throat. “Hnnhhaah.. mhh..” Sherri moaned gently as his clawtips and teeth teased against her soft supple flesh, further he trailed, along the center of her cleavage as he stepped forwards with her little paws off the ground, to the floor he guided her as he slowly positioned himself upon her frame. He felt the warming presence of her hand upon his scalp, her fingertips trailing through his mane as he kissed lower, finding the warmth of her mound luring him deeper between her thighs. Her sweet velvety pussy being a flavor he adored and one that made his body churn with lust, he was never as hard as he was after sampling the sweet pheromone laden taste of her snatch. 

He simply breathed as he came to her center, the scent of hot twat invigorating his senses as his nostrils flared to take in more of those mystical pheromones that sent chemical reactions blasting through his body like an appetizer for pleasure. His  hands greedily wrapped around her thighs, holding her tightly with his clawtips pinching into her flesh, the sudden twitch and whimper she made quickly drowned out by the loud lascivious slurp he offered, his massive tongue brushing against her cuntlips and eliciting an echoing moan that was caught in Sherri’s lips for a brief moment as his bristled papillae covered tongue dug inwards, brushing at her entrance with another wet lick. 

Her fingertips wrested against his mane, her hips squirming upwards and trying to follow the path of his tongue as he slurped her twatlips, smearing her juices against her own cunt as his claws pinched against her thighs. “Like that..?” He growled hotly as he pulled her closer to his muzzle, burying his face into her and applying pressure to her already dripping lower lips. Her legs spasmed in answer, ankles wrapping around his head holding to him for dear life as her head tossed back and her moans grew louder.

His tongue delved deep inside, smoothing along her inner walls as her breathing tightened, her chest rising and falling as she moaned. Her hips wriggling, squirming as his incessant licks refused to grant her breathing room from her own pleasure, “Hahhh.. I’m.. I’m..” Sherri moaned as a sudden jolt rushed through her and she felt warmth soaking through her veins underneath her skin, her mouth agape as her eyes squinted tightly shut for moments that seemed like eternity as her entire body convulsed and spasmed. “Cummiiiiiing…” Her head rolled back and her back arched upwards, bliss roiling through her form as her pawtoes scrunched until the joints made clicking popping sounds.

The look of Sherri squirming and trembling, her legs practically melted, it was easy for him to scoop her up by the belly, pulling her close into the warm confines of his chest he held her tight. “You’re not done yet..” He muttered hotly down to her, his breath teasing over her ears as he slowly positioned his body, his hips lining up that fully engorged cockmeat against her asscheeks. His hips dragging up between her thighs as she crooned sweetly.. but his hips were going even higher, the tip of his cock pushing not between her thighs but those juicy asscheeks, the head of his length touching against the indent as he wore a domineering sneer. “Been such a naughty girl.. Getting me all worked up..” 

There was a distinct pinch, Sherri’s tight little ass had always been a sort of taboo focus of Kyrelle’s lusts, he often squeezed the cheeks and every so often she appeased him by grinding his dick between them, but never more than a pair of fingertips had penetrated her hole by him. “Nnhh..” Sherri squirmed, her pawtoes scrunching as she clenched her teeth, the thick length was already dripping in her pussy juices and she was definitely grateful for it. The tightness her unused hole had to offer made him groan and shudder overhead, as he penetrated her, she could feel the droplets of drool spilling from his greedy maw, trickling along her cheek as he pushed in deep. “Ghhuhh.. Hhfh…” Sherri felt more stuffed than she ever had in her life, as if her lungs didn’t have enough room to expand as she desperately tried to breathe in. “Guhhh.. Too.. Too big..” Sherri pleaded but his hips kept pushing as he found his groove and simultaneously pulled her back, and pushed his hips, leading to his full erection filling her tight hole and his balls colliding against her wet snatch with a loud unceremonious SHLAP!

His hips began to pump, rocking deep into her body while bracing her with one hand, he could feel her body trembling underneath him as his hips pounded inwards. The full heft of his shaft making her moan as she felt something interesting, the pressure of his dick inside her ass as like a form of squeezing her pussy from behind, her walls pinned against each other as his dick rammed back and forth, jutting sharply into her frame as he glowered overhead. “See..?” His deep graveled voice cascaded down along her ears carried by the heat of his breath, “Fits just like.. a glove..” He snarled hotly, warming his hips against her depths as his other hand began to tease down along her tummy with his claws. 

His hand began to pet along her dripping pussy, the same one that he’d brought to orgasm a few moments ago was still swollen, dripping even as he began to work his palm along her snatch. Her voice caught in her breath as she gripped on the back of his neck, her entire body hanging onto him as he flexed his muscles to penetrate her, “Yeah.. Ffhughh..” She moaned, her jaw clenching shut as her ears folded back, the deepening pressure building up inside her once more as his cock slammed against her depths and his palm massaged against her already swollen clit. 

Her trembling body was melting upon him, she felt like she was being tossed with each of his powerful thrusts. It wasn’t an unfamiliar experience, she loved it, relished the sensation of being at his whims. His muscular sweat dripping body felt comforting as she let herself relax into his offered pleasures, his fingers rubbing drastically against her clit bringing her to the precipice of orgasm once again as she moaned without restraint. Her hand gripping upon the back of his neck as she let her mouth gape open, pleasure subsuming every aspect of her body like she was falling into the abyss of orgasm once again, “Hahh.. I’m.. I’ohmygoh…” Her words fell from her lips as she tried to proclaim her pleasure but to no avail, her muscles in a constant simultaneous state of spasm and relaxation, over and over again with the rhythm of his cock dictating her muscles. 

He could feel his pleasure burning brighter, his jaw clenching tightly shut as he breathed in and gripped her body tightly. As she spasmed with orgasm running through her frame so too did he finally let himself enjoy the sweet sensation of release, his cock throbbing inside her hole as cum finally bubbled to the tip and let loose in a flurry of ropes that stained the deepest recesses of her once virgin pucker. His hips pushing up deeper while his body curled tighter, holding her further down into his grasp as he let his cummy cock continue to flood her depths. “Hahhhh.. hnnhhh..” His glowering face contorted with a mixture of strain and pure relaxing elation, his jaw clenching as drool spilled downwards, everything was perfect, everything was right. “Shahhhh..” He finally exhaled, his grasp on her still tight and absolute but his body felt the warm release that he shared with her as the quirky doggirl hugged onto him, their mutual panting the only thing that broke the pure blissful silence between them..

…

They were about to exit the shop when Kyrelle noticed that she hadn’t asked for a portion of her money except to leave a few coins in the tray for some health potions. “Hey,” Kyrelle spoke up as they packed away their things, “You’re not going to buy anything?” He said curiously. She shook her head, “Well huh, you know pup, I’m really proud of you.” He wore a brimming smile as he stood upright, latching their bag of holding to his waist belt and adjusting himself for a trek through the city. “You’re finally learning not to just buy anything and start saving up for something you really want.” His hand rest upon her shoulder like a proud papa. “Good job, I mean it.”

His face suddenly sank as he saw her with that orb and she so nonchalantly packing it away in her bag. His ears folded back and a threatening glare aimed in her direction. “..That doesn’t mean you can steal though..”

“I’m not!” Sherri protested much to his surprise, the crystal glowing orb nestled inside her pouch, the doggirl looking up to Kyrelle wearing a curiously bright smile in spite of his fluster. “He said I could have it as long as he got to watch.”