Sexy Story of the Month - Level Grinding (Patreon)

The old was new again and Wrath of the Lich King was the Old New Hotness, the New Old Hotness? In either case Sherri was focused on leveling up and getting ready for the new expansion. She had practically adopted the life of a reclusive hermit to focus on her goal, grinding away to level 80 to be able to hit the new raids when they released in the next few days. It was the third evening and tonight she was joined by a friend that out of partial concern wanted to keep Sherri company, sure she may have been busy but, Azzan had nothing better to do on her night off. 

“What level are you?” Azzan hummed softly as she played on Sherri’s switch, idly looking over her Pokemon game saves. The Arceus game incomplete and the Shining Pearl barely started beyond the first town. Her ears twitched curiously as she glanced over the device and in Sherri’s direction, the doggirl looking particularly focused as her fingers tapped and clicked against the mechanical keyboard with haste. “Don’t get too far ahead I wanna level with you later.” 

A slight groan came from the chair that Azzan was looking at, arms splayed out and the chair tipped back revealing Sherri’s eyes closing tight as muscles stretched and air pockets began to pop. “Mnnnhhhh..” The doggirl let her legs push outwards, toes scrunching as she looked over her shoulder to the guest she’d so neglected, “Sorry, I think I got a little too focused,” the doggirl offered a sheepish apologetic smile and Azzan returned it sympathetically.

“It’s okay sweets,” she sat upright and set the Switch aside as Sherri climbed upon the bed. Her eyebrows raising as a slight smile came upon her lips. “Don’t feel the need to skip your leveling on my account.” Her hand gently reached inwards, her fingertips softly grazing along Sherri’s cheek letting her clawtips slide through her fur and gave a tender set of scritches as Sherri’s tail wagged excitedly. “But I won’t tell you not to either.” 

“Need to do something, gotta stretch my legs..” Sherri teased as she poked out her sapphire blue tongue, arms eagerly looping around Azzan’s neck and hanging off of her like some pupper pendant as her tail flit behind her. “Wanna help me take a break?” 

Sherri’s bright brown eyes practically twinkled as she gazed upwards, and Azzan wore the gentlest of smiles as she leaned inwards. Their lips touching as her hand held firm upon Sherri’s cheek, watching the doggirl’s legs suddenly twitch as her ankles crossed and her tail curled inwards. Azzan slightly parted her lips, letting her winding cylindrical tongue dip inwards to Sherri’s mouth, coiling around that wriggly blue tongue of hers and sucking tenderly before quickly slurping back between her own lips. “I thought you’d never ask..” 

It was a flurry of hands between the pair, Azzan eagerly tugging that oversized top from Sherri’s body revealing her bra-less breasts that her fingertips teased at. Sherri returned such affections by prying Azzan’s top from the front, hands pushing underneath and cupping the batgirl’s breasts until their nude bodies were surrounded by discarded clothes. Sherri somehow had landed on top with their breasts squished together and the doggirl eagerly dragging their nipples in tandem, firming them against one another’s touch as her fingertips clung to Azzan’s tresses while that wriggly bat tongue flicked along the nape of her neck. 

Sherri slowly rose, straddling upon Azzan’s thighs with her frame, the batgirl coyly teasing fingertips along her plush thighs. “I think you’re gonna be disappointed if you think I got the proper equipment for you to go dick riding,” Azzan mused, even though she would definitely be tempted to procure such appendages and have a turn filling Sherri with her own specially formed dick. 

“Oh no, what am I to do?” Sherri said as her hand rose, wrist falling over her brow like a Disney Maiden, “Ohwait.” Her hands then pressed upon Azzan’s waist, and her sticky pei snatch began to smooth forwards rubbing their pussy mounds together as a subtle moan escaped Azzan’s lips. “Nnhh.. I guess we’ll just have to make do..”

The sensitive front area of Azzan’s vagina tingled at the pressure of their connected bodies, Sherri’s hips moving rhythmically as they rolled together, eagerly smearing the trickling juices that dripped from her twat entrance down the center canyon of Azzan’s quimlips. “Mmhh..” Azzan’s cheeks flushed her hands squeezing into Sherri’s plush hips and rolling her own, her footpaws digging into the sheets as she breathed out, “I don’t know what I’d do without your ability to improvise..” Azzan huffed, her chest rising as Sherri’s hips dipped down deeper, letting their clits push together like sparring partners. 

The tingling excitement thrilled both of their bodies with moans escaping in passion, their bodies simply moved off of instinct rather than intent. The pleasure surrounding their forms simply based from their bodies as Sherri leaned forwards, their breasts touching, nipples squished into each other from the weight of their connected bodies. The sticky depths of their paired thighs pausing as Sherri lowered her head to let Azzan a small breather, Sherri herself panting but found the energy to flick her tongue along the already pert nipple before suckling Azzan’s juicy tit between her lips.

Azzan roiled in her bedspot, arching her back as her heels dragged against the sheets, firmly pushing back immediately after as Sherri’s skillful tongue twirled and flicked against her nipple. “Nnnhh.. Sherriiii..” The batgirl moaned at Sherri’s lips that had begun to suck upon them, dragging upon the already rock hard nipple that refused to offer any milk. “There’s nothing intherrrreee.ohhgod..” Azzan’s body churned, her fingertips clenching into Sherri’s fur, “Hhhouhh.. guuguhh..” And then Sherri released, leaving Azzan’s simpering body drooling juices, “Hahhh.. hnhh..” Her eyes almost glared at Sherri as her hand slid down her thigh, “Such a naughty.. bad little girl..” Azzan growled hotly with her hands seizing upon Sherri’s asscheeks.

“Mmm? Yeah?” Sherri crooned cutely, biting on her lower lip, the Harley Quinn to Azzan’s Poison Ivy, “You gonna punish me?” Her tongue poked out in a daring manner as Azzan’s fingertips began to curl inwards finding Sherri’s plump blue slit with her digits and stroking sweetly against the leaking quim.

“Oh, yeah I’m so going to punish you,” Azzan’s voice trailed a giggle as she leaned in and pressed noses together. “The insatiable, Sherri.. Come here..” She said breathily as her cylindrical bat tongue flicked out, “I wanna see something.” She let her head fall back upon the pillows underneath eyes gazing upon Sherri as the look of realization grew bright upon her cheeks. It didn’t take much convincing to bring Sherri’s luscious quim closer and in a brief moment Sherri’s dripping wet pussy was upon Azzan’s face. Her hands greedily gripped upon Sherri’s thighs, holding her tight as her mouth kissed upon that juicy twat that she craved. 

Sherri gave a sharp inhale, her fingertip bit between her teeth as she watched Azzan’s flowing tongue dragging against her slit, lightly probing against her entrance before the bat pressed her muzzle deep against her twat. “HHhaha.. Nnhhh!” Sherri’s heart raced, her lungs squeezing tightly as her body contracted, Azzan’s tongue dipping up and in between Sherri’s entrance flickering and dancing along her inner walls, tasting the drippling juices as the fruit bat tasted up the honey sweet nectar her tastebuds craved. “Hyyhhhh!” Sherri’s head dipped downwards, eyes squinting as her pawtoes scrunched.

Azzan hardly gave the doggirl a moment of reprieve, her tastebuds practically tingling with pleasure at the flavor of Sherri’s flower petals. She was too enthralled to even tease Sherri about how cute she looked when she was being filled with tongue! The taste of Sherri’s pussy droplets coating her tongue as she spiraled the wriggling cylindrical tongue, tasting along her cervix and drinking down the juices that copiously drooled from Sherri’s wet lower lips and spilled along her own muzzle. “Azzz…azzanhhnnn..” Sherri moaned, her fingertips gripping into the sheets as she suddenly jolted, her climaxing pussy clenching tightly and creating a squeezing grasp around Azzan’s tongue that simply wriggled it’s prehensile length along the sides, tingling at Sherri’s orgasming inner muscles, prompting the doggirl deeper into the pleasure she was already succumbing to! 

The hot wet dripping pussy pulled away from Azzan's greedy lips, her eyes flittering up towards Sherri who was dripping with sweat and slowly leaning closer once more. "I'm not done with you yet.." Sherri mused, and dominantly used her hands to clasp with Azzan's, holding them in a pinning motion as their bodies met once more, Sherri's soppy pussy smearing juices into Azzan's batcunt with long grinding smooth  pushes of her hips. Their pleasure was mutual, both girls moaning into one another as Sherri offered the same enthusiasm Azzan did moments ago, their pussies smearing nectar, nipples dragging and springing free as the girls shared a moment of pure sapphic bliss with one another. Azzan crying out as she felt her clit stimulated over and over again with Sherri's firm nub teasing and dragging them together, letting them flitter and touch like the lewdest form of butterfly kisses known to the universe.

Their bodies culminated, Sherri's already on the precipice and Azzan eagerly falling into bliss as her head tipped back and her mouth gaped open with her almost silent orgasmic cries echoing from her lips. As a bat her voice was able to reach a pitch that was simply too sharp to pick up, a form of sonar that she utilized on occasion, but in this moment it was simply orgasmic uncontrollability that left her pinging the walls and furniture with heady blasts of vocal pleasure.

Sherri felt like her body was melting as she lay there, happily entwined with Azzan’s form, arms looped languidly around her neck with the batgirl’s hands still caressing her form. Sherri’s little paws, nestling up with Azzan’s as their toes found comfort caressing one another, the doggirl eager for endless affection had tucked her nose tenderly into the crook of Azzan’s neck with her floppy ear listening for the relaxing heartbeat. “Mm, Sherri,” Azzan crooned sweetly her nose nudging into the tresses of Sherri’s brunette locks. “If you get too far behind, Jackie’s going to be awful mad at me for stealing you away.”