Legal Issues Ch. 07

"I... I..." Lynn stuttered. "Feel stupid... I can't... can't control this."

"It's fine, Lynn. You're okay here. You're safe, you know that. I'll be right back." Chris stood but Lynn grabbed his arm.

"Don't... Don't..." She said. "Help... help me to my room. Please." Another flash of lightning made her pull back into herself.

Chris took Lynn carefully, helping her stand on shaking legs. The young woman's hooves struck the floor loudly as she leaned on the man. They walked together to Lynn's room and he helped her onto her bed as rain began falling in waves around the house. Lightning and thunder struck at the same time causing Lynn to moan quietly as she covered herself.

"I'll bring a lamp," Chris told her.

"Stay," Lynn said.

"Then, I'll grab a chair."

"N...no, " Lynn replied. "P... please. I... will you hold me?"

Rain crackled on the bedroom window. Chris looked at the bed and then made a decision. "All right. If you're sure, Lynn."

"Th... th... th..." The young woman tried to say as tears welled at the corner of her eyes.

Chris crawled over the young woman carefully. Just as carefully, he slid under the covers behind her. Immediately, Lynn wriggled back against him and he felt her shivering, not from the cold. Her hooves clattered together before she moved her legs apart. Chris reached for Lynn and then stopped. Frowning at himself, he moved his hand across her stomach. He could feel her furry belly through the gaps in the shirt she wore. His shirt. She'd never given him his red and black shirt back and, instead, had taken to wearing it in the evening before bed.

The young man swallowed, unsure of what he should do. Lynn continued to shake next to him and so, with a mental prayer that she wouldn't take it the wrong way, the man reached his fingers under the bottom of her shirt. He could feel her belly button underneath a thick tuft of fur. He slowly ran his fingers through the fur of her belly. When she didn't stop him, he began stroking her slowly. Her tail twitched against his hip but she made no protest.

Emboldened, Chris started humming quietly to the young woman. His head lay in the soft, warm crook of her neck and he could smell her scent. The unusual smell of her fur and the shampoo she used mixed with a wonderful earthy smell underneath it all. He reflexively nuzzled her but then stopped, mentally cursing himself.

Thunder roared nearby and Lynn jerked in response but her shaking was slowly settling as she relaxed into the man behind her. He was warm and as comforting as she always imagined he'd be. The weight of his arm around her and his very presence next to her soothed her nerves. The way he stroked her fur, digging his fingers down to her skin, scratching and rubbing and working his fingers was both relaxing and exciting all at the same time.

The constant sound of the heavy rain and gentle humming sound mixed with the warmth and weight of Chris against her. Lynn's eyelids drooped heavily and she sighed contentedly as she drifted off.

Lynn woke when she felt Chris stirring behind her. The morning was gray from pre-dawn after a night of heavy rain.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly. "Did I wake you?"

"No," she lied. "Thank you for last night. I hope it didn't incon... tsk, what was the word? I hope it was okay."

Chris pushed himself to the foot of the bed with a chuckle. "Oh yeah. I haven't slept that good in ages. And that's after moving here from the city. You're very comfortable, Lynn."

The young woman stood when Chris did. He smiled at her and then spread his arms awkwardly when she hugged him. Slowly, he folded his arms around her to return it.

"Thank you," she whispered. Lynn pressed her wide nose into the side of Chris' neck before stepping back.

He smiled questioningly at her while touching his neck with his fingertips. "What was that?" He asked.

Lynn looked down. "A... a kiss."

Chris touched under Lynn's muzzle, gently lifting it up so he could look at her. "Thank you, Lynn." He brought his hand around to the side of her face and she closed her eyes to press against him.

The day passed with Chris checking his property for damage from the storm. Lynn followed him around and he wondered at her odd silence.

Their evening routine continued as before and Chris was soon yawning in his chair. He lay his book face down and stood, surprised when Lynn didn't follow him.

"Are you staying up a bit?" He asked her.

"Yes, a bit," she replied, her eyes focused on the paperback novel she was reading.

"All right. Not too late, though. You promised you'd help with the apples in the morning."

Lynn nodded and Chris went to bed. He lay quietly, wondering if he should go to her. Since she'd arrived, she'd almost always been cheerful and her sudden quiet today had him worried. He heard her stand and walk in the living room, her hooves making it nearly impossible for her to walk quietly. When she didn't stop at her room, he looked up, just as she opened his door.

"Is everything okay?" He asked.

Lynn nodded. "May I sleep with you tonight?"

"I- sure." Chris moved back on the bed until he felt the cold wall against him. Lynn slid between the covers, quickly pressing herself against him. Chris shifted until his face was at the back of her neck. The thicker fur along her spine was the softest on her body and he loved the way it felt. Lynn moved her arms in the blanket in front of him and when she settled, Chris reached around to her belly. The man settled comfortably into place. Lynn was the softest woman he'd ever been with and he hadn't lied; he'd slept amazingly well the previous night.

With his hand on her belly, Chris felt Lynn's heart racing. Before he could ask if she was okay, she took his hand, moving it up her belly until it rested on her left breast. She squeezed his hand and then let go.

"Are you sure, Lynn?" Chris whispered.

"Are... do..." Lynn swallowed. "Do you want to, Chris?"

In response, Chris sat up, turning Lynn over to her back. Lynn shifted to settle her thick tail but avoided Chris' eyes. His borrowed red and black shirt was unbuttoned and her massive, furry breasts lay heavily on her chest. The man bent to her and she writhed when he sucked at her nipple. It stiffened almost immediately in his mouth and he was surprised at its length. He pulled back briefly and Lynn covered herself.

"Oh god. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's ugly. I-" Lynn stammered.

Chris moved her hand away gently. Again, he took her nipple in his mouth, rolling it around on his tongue. Lynn moved under him. He reached for her other nipple, tweaking and pulling at it until he felt it harden in his fingers. Lynn gasped and then reached for Chris' hand, he let her have it and then groaned as she sucked his finger into her muzzle. Her mouth was warm and wet and she rolled his finger around, sucking at it as he did to her.

Pulling his finger free, Chris scratched down Lynn's sides and she arched her back at the sensation. The nipples of her udder shifted, moving and twisting as they tried to harden like the nipples on her breasts. Chris touched one of them.

"Should- can I?"

Lynn nodded shyly, lightly gripping Chris' head to pull him down to her udder. The man carefully licked at the tip of her lower nipple and then, he took the entire thing in his mouth.

Lynn gasped. "Oh. Oh, that's... Oh. Can you.... Oh. Teeth, please?" She moaned louder when Chris bit at her elongated nipple gently. It was different than the nipples of her breast. More sensitive in a way, less in others but she felt nerves respond deep inside of her and the feeling was intensely erotic. Chris pinched two of her other nipples causing Lynn to moan louder, biting at her black and pink lower lips. She felt herself grow suddenly wet. "Muuuh. Chris, oh yes."

The man leaned over her body, grinding against her as he squeezed and sucked at her breasts. Lynn shivered in response, her hands going to his back, massaging and kneading and tugging until he sat up to take his shirt off. She knew how muscular he was; she'd seen him shirtless many times but now, with him straddling her hips, she grew even more wet. She explored his hard stomach while he pinched and pulled the nipples on her breasts. Fur rasped on fur as he pushed her tits together, marveling at their size and softness.

Bending low over her, Chris kissed each nipple. He moved further, slowly kissing down her furry stomach. She gasped when he kissed her udder and then twisted as he sucked at the tip of all four lower nipples. He continued down, kissing the bottom of her udder and the soft bit of fur showing above her fuzzy pajamas. He pulled at her pants and she lifted her hips to let him take them off.

Lynn moaned as he kissed above her clit but then he was gone, sliding her pants down her long legs and over her hooves. She flushed in shame and excitement. She knew what she looked like and so a piece of her worried continuously whether Chris looked at her like a sideshow freak. But, Chris had yet to show a single bit of pity towards her and her-

"Muuuh!" Lynn cried out, her fingers gripping at Chris' hair as he was suddenly between her thighs. She opened for him, spreading her legs as he licked her swollen pussy lips. His nose pressed on her clit as he wrapped his arms around her furry thighs. Chris pressed further, licking deep inside while grinding his nose against her clit. Lynn bucked her hips, rolling and pressing against him. It'd been such a long time since she'd had a lover that she'd almost forgotten what it was like. And with what had happened to her, she'd thought she'd never know a man's touch again. Her tailbone ached but she refused to move while Chris held her.

The fur around her pussy was soaked with spit and her juices. She felt an orgasm building within her but knew it wouldn't come quickly enough. Lynn reached two fingers down to her clit. She rubbed in a circle as Chris sucked and nibbled at her. With her free hand, Lynn pulled and squeezed at the nipples on her udder. The multiple sensations pushed her closer to the edge and she gasped, trying to tell Chris to bite her more or go deeper. The man felt her rhythm and breathing quicken and he gripped her ass tightly, fingers digging into her large, soft ass cheeks as he pressed himself deeper into her, his tongue working at the exact same spot over and over.

"Oh! Fu- Yes!" Lynn screamed, bucking as her orgasm stormed through her. Chris was suddenly kissing her and she opened her short muzzle to him, tongues licking at each other in an awkward, yet furious attempt to kiss each other deeply. The man's fingers slipped between her soaking wet pussy lips causing Lynn's eyes to roll back. The man began furiously pounding his fingers in and out of her. Her jaw worked as a small, sharp orgasm followed the first. When he didn't stop, she pushed gently at his chest.

"I- You're..." Lynn stuttered. Chris took his fingers out of her and she shook. Her gigantic tits heaved as she tried to find her breath. "I want you in me. "Please," she added, breathlessly. A part of her wished his first penetration had been with his cock but she was passed caring for much beyond the passion and sensations she was feeling.

Lynn rubbed herself while Chris fumbled with his pants. She felt him push her hands away as he leaned over her, his hard cock pressed against her furry, engorged clit. He rubbed her, bending over her body to lick at her hard, erect nipples in a slow, maddening circle. Lynn tried to adjust herself so he'd slip into her but the man moved with her.

"Please. Please, Chris." She begged. He bit her nipple, not gently and she moaned again. Oh god, she thought. What if this made me loose? What if... oh god, what if I'm only fit for an animal now? What-

Chris held Lynn's hands down as the head of his cock slid between Lynn's wet lips. He moaned loan as the strong muscles inside of her gripped at his length. Lynn's eyes bulged at his thickness. Whether because it had been such a long time or because he was so big, it hurt for him to be in her.

"Jesus. Christ." Chris gasped. "You're so tight, Lynn. Holy fuck, you're so..."

Lynn hugged Chris to her soft chest, sweat and fur mixing as the man pulled out of her. "Can... my tail... can you lift my hips?"

Chris' strong hands lifted her thighs. Lynn helped, bending her knees as he set her legs over his shoulders. Lynn automatically lifted her hips as he leaned forward.

"Oh! OH G-!" Lynn screamed. The position forced him far deeper than she expected and it felt incredible. Her tail slapped hard against the wall over and over uncontrollably as he slammed into her. "N- no," she panted. "G... gentle. Please. Gentle first."

Their rhythm slowed. Chris pulled out until the head of his cock was at her opening and then, as Lynn pushed up and into him, he slid forward. Lynn glanced at him briefly and flushed when she saw his beautiful green eyes staring back at her. He was sweating and focused but she saw, if not love, something close to it. She touched his cheek before gasping from at a sudden hard thrust. Her furry hands dug fists into the bed's sheets. The orgasm building within her was powerful; their angles and positions made Chris rub an electric spot deep within her and it drove her wild.

Lynn pulled at her udder's nipples. The alien sensation added to the pleasure she felt and she gasped, begging for more. She felt Chris' balls slap at the wet fur of her ass just as her huge tits bounced into her muzzle. Over and over, a steady powerful rhythm until Lynn thought she might go mad from overstimulation.

"Oh. Oh. Don't. Oh. Don't. Stop. Right. There." She gasped.

"I can't. I can't hold it. Lynn. Look at me. Look at me, Lynn." Lynn looked up at Chris. He was gritting his teeth hard together as muscles stood out on his arms. Lynn's hooves knocked loudly together behind him and, if she weren't seconds away from a massive orgasm, she'd feel embarrassed. "Look at me," Chris repeated, hissing through clenched teeth.

Deep within her pussy, Chris' cock swelled. He jerked to a stop and then groaned as he forced himself to continue. Lynn felt him cumming in her and it filled her, adding to her own wetness. And then, her own orgasm slammed into her and she forgot to breathe. Lynn's muzzle worked soundlessly as an insanely intense orgasm caused every single nerve in her body to light up. She bucked and locked her thighs around Chris' throat. A piece of her felt him pry loose as he pulled out and that caused another string of orgasms to roar through her. Lynn twisted, kicking her hooves out as she rolled, gasping and shaking, her tail whipping and thrashing around her.

When Lynn could finally control herself, she rolled over, breathing heavily. Chris was crouched on the floor, breathing almost as hard as she was with his hand over her right arm.

"Why," Lynn croaked. "Over. There?"

Chris tapped at his right shoulder as he breathed. Lynn's eyes tried to focus and then she saw it - a thick welt on his upper arm. "Was... was..." She gasped.

"Tail," Chris answered. "Your tail."

"S... sorry."

Chris waved her apology away. Finally, he stood. His cock lay half-erect and she blushed at how big it was now that she saw him. Chris sat beside the young woman. She could smell the sex in the air and it made her twist her legs together. She felt his cum oozing out of her but all he wanted to do was ask if he could go again. Doubts clashed into her. What if we had sex just because it was the heat of the moment? She worried. What if he looks at me now and thinks I'm ugly?

"You... you can sleep here," she told him. "If you want."

Chris ran his fingers along her fury jaw, around her ears and into her thick brown hair. He smiled at her. "Actually, this is my bed. But, you can sleep here. If you want. I'd like that. A lot." Lynn pulled Chris down to her soft chest, hugging him tightly to her body. "And if you wait a while, I might see if I can convince you to do that again."

Chris groaned as his alarm sounded on the small bedside table. He couldn't remember when he'd finally fallen asleep. His body ached but he felt amazingly good. Silencing the alarm, he sat up and then hissed in pain. A huge black and blue bruise covered his upper right arm. He grinned at it before standing to look for his clothes.

Stepping into the living room, he found Lynn sitting on the couch, facing away from him. She wore her light summer work pants - black stretchy exercise clothes - and the same black and red shirt from last night. She held her tail in her lap and he watched quietly as she worked a pink ribbon back and forth around her brown tail until she reached the tip. She finished the ribbon with a small, poorly-done bow that made her frown.

Laying her tail down, she glanced up to notice Chris standing in the hallway. "H... hey," she said, nervously.

"Good morning," Chris replied, smiling at her. "Why the ribbon?"

Lynn hefted her thick tail and it twisted in her grasp. "It... it makes me feel pretty." She told him.

Chris walked to her, kneeling in front of her as he had the night of the storm. He touched her face gently, pulling her muzzle up so she would look at him. "You already are," he told her. Chris pressed his face against her furry neck and then sat back, smiling at the young woman in front of him.

Lynn pressed her fingers to her neck, rubbing the skin through her fur. "What was that," she asked.

Chris' smile widened. "A kiss."

The corner of Lynn's muzzle turned up into a shy smile. Her fur hid her sudden blush. "Can," she stopped.

"What?" Chris asked.

"I- don't laugh. Will you brush me?"

Chris cocked his head. "I'd, yeah, I'd love to."

Lynn slowly undid the buttons of her shirt. Chris' eyes flicked to her exposed breasts and his cock ached as it grew erect. With the last unbutton undone, she worked her shoulders and the shirt slid to the couch behind her. Her back lay bare to him, brown fur with small white patches. Lynn handed him a brush and then leaned forward, heavy breasts dangling above her udder.

With slow, careful strokes of the brush, Chris worked the tangles out of the thick fur along Lynn's spine. She jerked occasionally and he apologized but kept brushing. Every so often, he ran his free hand through the soft, short hair along her sides. When he did, Lynn closed her eyes and sighed.

"You know," Chris said. "I was thinking. Your bedroom could make a really good office for you. I could get some filing cabinets and things and move my computer in there."

"But, Mr. Chapman," Lynn said with a smile. "Where would I sleep?"

"Well, Ms. Hathaway, I was thinking about that."

"Yes, Mr. Chapman?"

"It's getting on towards fall and you're awful warm and my bed's awful big."

Lynn's smile widened, showing all of her wide, white teeth. "Mr. Chapman, I do believe those are fair terms."

Chris laughed. "Shall we shake on it, Ms. Hathaway?"

Rather than reply, the young woman twisted. Placing her hand on his cheek, she pulled him towards her and their lips touched.

"Sealed with a kiss, Mr. Chapman," Lynn whispered.