Chapter 172 – ♥♥ Clams, Catfolk, And Catnip
Maybe I'm not in danger.
John had thought the horny tigerfolk was going to jump him pretty quickly when they entered the cabana, but instead they cuddled in the pile of pillows and chatted for a little bit and just enjoyed the sun and beach. She explained that she stopped in here while he was in Battletech to set up this little vacation.
She laughed a bit while recounting the look of surprise, confusion, and terror on the current Queen of Pantheria's face when her great-great-great Grandmother showed up out of the blue. She was worried that Xiaolin was angry and intent on reclaiming her throne, and was surprised that Xiaolin was just visiting and that her only request was to commandeer the beach for a couple of days.
John laughed at that, then asked more about her time here, which led them to talk about her experiences here for about an hour. She suddenly jumped up on his lap after a bit, a playful expression on her face. She took his coconut, which seemed to use the same technology as the Red Solo cup that had kept refilling did, and set it aside. He then grabbed a hold of her hips, rubbing his hands up and down her sides.
She leaned down and gave him a kiss. "Are you ready to start your tropical beach vacation?" She said, grinding her crotch over his member, stirring Little John awake.
"Didn't we already?" He replied, then pulled her in for another quick kiss.
"Mmmm.... Nope!" She said, then bounced off of him and landed near the entrance of the cabana. "Come on pokey! We are burning daylight."
"But?" He said, but was quickly overruled.
"No buts! I actually booked a bunch of things instead of snapping my fingers to make it happen! Now, let's go have some fun!"
He chuckled and stood up. He was content to lie on pillows all day long and sip margaritas, but apparently, they had a full day ahead of them. He took her arm, and they started walking down the beach towards a large wooden pier with several dozen different boats tied to it. On the beach in front of it were several different stands, each filled with different gear, staffed by different catfolk races. All were females and quite attractive, though none quite as alluring as the woman on his arm.
When they reached the first stand and stopped, John gulped; he definitely wasn’t sure if this was a good idea. "Umm... Really?"
"C'mon, it will be fun!"
I'm definitely in Danger!
"AHHHH!!!!" He shouted, the wind nearly taking his words away.
He and Xiaolin were strapped together and attached to a parasail, being dragged around the cerulean bay at some god-awful speeds. That wasn't really the problem; it was actually quite fun, but she kept sending them spinning in random directions. His stomach kept wanting to empty the margaritas out, and he had to cast a cure spell now and again to settle his belly.
She was laughing at his distress, then sent a thought into his mind.
<This is just for research purposes. Are you having fun?>
What?
He felt her chuckling.
<I saw you watching those girls play volleyball, and heard your thoughts.>
What? They hit a ball towards me, so I tossed it back and watched them play for a bit.
<Oh, I'm not jealous. Just be aware that there are so few males being born here anymore that the women will do anything to get attention from the few remaining ones. It's kind of sad, really, but that's what happens when you prosecute wars against another race, and they have their backs to the wall. They got infected with a similar virus to the one you encountered in Infinite Frontiers>
Oh, is that why the Queen thought you were angry and going to take your throne back?
<Yeah, and before you ask, I could fix it, but I won't. As much as I love my people here, they chose to do this by vote. They will survive the fallout, but it will be another generation or two before that comes to pass. They will be all the happier for it as well.>
I see. At least there is that.
<Yeah, being able to see into the future is handy sometimes. Now, let's take another spin!>
"ARGH!!!" He shouted again as they abruptly took another hard dive towards the water.
R-18 Below
*Bubbles*
John was swimming around a coral reef with Xiaolin, the golden-eyed goddess, leading the way. They just had snorkels and masks on, which were enchanted with the local magic to act like scuba gear. He was surrounded by schools of colourful fish, most of which seemed completely unconcerned about their presence.
Below them, nestled among the corals, were giant clam-like creatures, much larger than he was. They swam down beside one of them that was just opening up. Nestled on its tongue was a large pearl nearly the size of his head, glowing with some sort of magical power that felt somewhat familiar.
<Can you grab that for me, Honey?>
Isn't this going to snap down on me?
<Maybe, but that is half the thrill of pearl diving here. Don't worry, it won't kill you.>
John looked at her, then to the clam, then back to her. She was watching him through her mask, her golden eyes shining nearly as much as the pearl. With a shrug, he swam toward the pearl and gently picked it up off the animal's tongue without disturbing it. Now that he had the pearl in his hands, he could tell that, for whatever reason, it was radiating holy magic energies.
He turned back to Xiaolin, intent on showing her the pearl, when his foot accidentally bumped the clam's tongue.
*Snap*
The shell closed over his body, pinning him half inside the mollusc. It was dark, and he could feel the tongue pressing against his back, but he could still easily breathe. The shell was holding him near his waistline, but it didn't seem to be putting as much pressure down on him as he expected.
Am I being hugged by a clam? Xiaolin, can you help me, please?
<My, my, my. What is this that has been served up to me on a clamshell platter?>
John felt something touch his legs, then a pair of soft hands moved up his thighs and to his waist. He felt Xiaolin's fingers undo his shorts and pull them off, exposing Little John to the outside.
Xiaolin...
<Oh, how wonderful, it's my favourite meal, sausage and scotch eggs.>
He felt her hand move to his sack as she began fondling his testicles while using her other hand to stroke him.
Really? We are doing this now?
<Oh, we are just beginning. Just make sure you clutch that pearl like I am clutching yours, my dear. It is almost as important as these are.>
She squeezed his sack as she rapidly began to stroke him, stimulating his glans with vigour. His ejaculation control skill kicked in, saving him from exploding immediately. She slowed her pace, letting him enjoy the feeling. It was really weird, since the clam kept trying to push him against its shell.
*Bubbles*
Fuck this is weird, but that feels really good.
She didn't reply. Instead, she gradually ramped up her pace again, milking his cock while they were thirty feet underwater. He only lasted a few more minutes before he couldn't hold it any longer.
Cumming!
He felt shot after shot blast out of his cock as she brought him to completion. A moment later, the clam let up the pressure that had been pinning him in and began to open again. He swam out of the mollusk and looked around. He was alone except for the wildlife. Xiaolin was nowhere to be seen, nor were his shorts.
He could hear laughter in his mind, and he guessed that this was her plan all along.
<I'll see you up on the pier, honey. Don't worry, clothing is optional on this part of the beach.>
He just shook his head at this playful tiger. If she thought that was going to stop him, she had another thing coming. He swam back towards the pier, still clutching the large pearl in one hand. His thoughts were on how to discipline a naughty kitty who also happened to be a goddess.
He was drawing a blank, but he would come up with something.
Later that afternoon
*GAWK, GAWK, GAWK*
After he arrived at the pier, to the gawking eyes of a dozen catwomen and one cat goddess, they boarded another boat that brought them further out into the bay. The captain of the boat was a black-haired, dark-skinned pantherfolk, whose yellow eyes couldn't stop staring at Little John. She brought them further out of the bay to go shark fishing, leaving the pair of them alone on the quarter deck of the vessel.
This is how John found himself sitting on a deck chair, with a fishing rod in one hand, a beer in the other, and Xiaolin between his legs, giving him a sloppy blowjob.
*GAWK, GAWK, GAWK*
"God damn it, you are too good at this, Tiger," John said, placing the rod in the nearby holder. He ran his now-free hand over her tiger ears, the furry nachos of fluff feeling amazingly soft despite having been submerged in salt water for over an hour earlier.
<I'm glad you like it. I'm really getting used to having your dick in my mouth. Its size, weight, and taste are perfect.>
"Mmmm...yeah, like that." He said, setting his beer down so he could play with both her ears.
*GAWK, GAWK, GAWK*
He could feel himself getting close again, this time lasting for nearly thirty minutes, as she wasn't as intense as the first time she gave him a blowjob.
"I am going to cum." He warned, his pelvic girdle beginning to flex.
*Pop*
"Paint me with your seed, honey." She said, leaning back to expose her naked chest to him. She had one arm underneath her large breasts, pushing them upwards, while the other continued to stroke him off. Her golden eyes were staring into his, and a look of desire formed on her face.
"Ahhh!!! Here it comes!" He said. A brilliant idea occurred to him just before he released, so he implemented it. Jet after jet of semen left his member, coating Xiaolin's tits liberally with his now flavoured seed.
She continued to stroke him as he came, covering her entire chest with his cum. When he was finally done, she cleaned his dick off with a quick deep throat. She then started to lick his cum from her breasts, but paused, looking up at him with a curious expression spreading across her face.
"Did you... change your semen's flavour to catnip?"
"That is for the clam."
"You naughty man. You're playing with fire, you know that?"
"I sure do."
She continued to lick herself clean, then sat down in his lap. "This isn't over yet. I am going to let this happen, and you can tell me if the prank was worth the price tomorrow." She said, then kissed him.
They made out on the boat for some time, the tugging on his fishing line ignored in favour of the beautiful woman in his lap.
That Evening
"Mmmm, that feels amazing, your highness."
"Please, call me Kaida. Calling me by my title in this situation feels weird."
"Then call me John, please. I was confused when you called me the goddess's consort earlier."
"Very well. John, it is."
John and Xiaolin were getting a very special couples massage treatment. Very special, as in the Queen and her Chancellor were giving them their massages personally. They were both mature ginger-haired beauties, twin sisters in fact. They both had vitiligo like Xiaolin, giving their olive skin the same stripes as hers, and were both gifted in the chest department.
John was lying there in nothing but a towel, as the scantily clad queen rubbed oil into his back, gliding over his body with hers. Xiaolin said in his mind to enjoy the pampering but agree to nothing if they ask.
They had arrived back from their boat trip, only to find a royal delegation waiting for them. John suddenly found his shorts on as he was about to step off the boat, Xiaolin quickly covering them both up. The Queen and her right-hand had decided to wait on them personally for the remainder of their trip, in hopes that Xiaolin would offer a solution to Pantheria's current situation.
John and Kaida chatted for some time, John learning a little about their planet and their issues with a goblinoid race in a nearby star system. John just let it wash over him, enjoying her hands and body moving over his back. She had him flip over, then massaged his face before applying a mud pack and covering his eye with a cucumber slice.
Oil was drizzled over his body again as she massaged him from that side in much of the same manner. Little John was hard, but safely nestled away underneath the towel. This wasn't an actual erotic massage... at least he hoped it wasn't.
Eventually, she stopped and told him just to lie back and relax and that she would be back in thirty minutes for both of them for the next stop in their spa treatment. He thanked her as she was walking away, then closed his eye and started to drift off. It had been a long day.
Despite the somewhat primitive nature of this beach resort, Pantheria was actually a fairly advanced planet, having colonies in multiple star systems. Their technology was at a similar level to the Battletech universe, though they didn't use jumpships but a warp drive similar to Star Trek's. Not that it was really any of his business, this wasn't one of his DEN worlds, but Xiaolin's.
While contemplating the merits of the Roman Empire and trying not to think about DEN again, he heard two sets of footsteps pad towards him and stop beside him. Before he could say anything, two sets of hands started to rub his chest and abs, fingers running through the hair there.
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Simulacrum - Copy of oneself (Xiaolin), anal
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"John, John, John. Whatever are we going to do with you?" Two voices said simultaneously, or one voice from two different directions. He felt the towel disappear from his waist.
"Xiaolin? What is going on?" He asked, pulling the cucumber off his eye. He was shocked for a moment when in front of him were two Xiaolins. "Why... why are there two of you?"
"She is my Simulacrum, a copy I made of myself." One of them said, leaning over his chest to give him a kiss. "I told you that you had to pay a price for dosing me with catnip. Now here it is. You'd better be ready, because you now have two of me to please."
They both jumped up on the table then, one straddling his head, the other his waist. "Now, eat this pussy, while the other one rides you until you surrender. I want at least a dozen orgasms between the two of us before we go have dinneR... MMmmm. Yeah, like that."
He couldn't respond, his tongue already having dived into her moist cunt. He brought his hands up to her ass as he licked her vulva, running the Alphabet pattern to start. His nose was partially covered, her scent driving him wild with every breath as he continued to lap up her juices.
The other Xiaolin was greasing up his pole with oil, stroking it lightly as she ensured it was well lubricated. He could feel his tip being pressed up against something, then slowly, pushing inside her. It was tight at first, then opened up as he slid deeper inside. It had a texture he had never felt before.
Wait, am I in her ass? Or her Simulacra's?
"We are the same person, John. Hah, we feel what the other feels, and, Hah, after tonight, we will merge back together." She replied to his thought.
The first Xiaolin started to grind her vulva on his face, while the other one started to grind her hips, his member sliding around inside of her. His ejaculation control skill activated as the two tigerfolk started to go to work on him. Her thighs clamped his head tightly as he used his newfound tongue dexterity to great effect, assaulting both her clit and exploring her depths. It brushed against her hymen, this new body she had built once becoming a goddess, never having been used, then darted back out to continue his assault on her little bead.
The other Xiaolin had stopped grinding and was now bouncing up and down rapidly, his cock plunging in and out of her anus. Not content to be a passenger on this ride, he thrusted upwards every time she came down, burying himself deeply into her warm anal cavity. The oil she had lubbed him up with was also increasing the sensations he was feeling, and he knew he probably wouldn't last too much longer at this pace.
Still, he soldiered on, attempting to hold on for as long as possible against the combined assault of the two divine beings. Trying to distract himself from the impending release, he grabbed onto both of their tails, stroking and pulling them as hard as he could.
"AHHH!!!" They both screamed at the same time, their thighs clamping down on him even harder as he inadvertently made them both cum simultaneously. He could have sworn his head was in a vice, one that she was torquing down even harder. Still, he did not let up, licking her and lapping up her juices as she rode out her orgasms.
The second Xiaolin's ass clenched as she came, tightening her insides, and pushing John over the edge. Rope after rope of cum filled her ass as he came yet again today. She didn't stop moving, milking every drop out of him.
"Hah, Hah. Mmmm... you are handling yourself better than I expected, Honey. But didn't you ever hear the warning about pulling a tiger's tail? Strap in, because we have just begun." She said, grabbing his head and started to grind his face even more with her pussy.
"You better not let go of those tails, Honey. I want to feel this all night long." The other Xiaolin said, fondling his balls as she grinded on top of his cock again, getting ready for another ride. He could feel some magic pump through him then, hardening him up.
Cheating with Magic, eh? Oh, darlin', you forgot. You're not the only one who can use magic.
He lifted Xiaolin off his face and, before she could complain, started to chant. "Heal!"
"AHHH!!!" "MMMMmm!" Both women orgasmed once again, his magic seemingly effective even on a goddess...goddesses?
Whatever, it worked.
He dived back into her sopping wet pussy, intent on making this woman orgasm as many times as he could before he tapped out. He might lose this battle in the end, but god damn, he wasn't just here for the ride.
Thus the night continued, Xiaolin and her doppelganger tag-teaming John for the next ten hours. In the massage room, back in the cabana, in the ocean, and finally back inside her castle. Eventually, he had sated the tiger's lust, though if he was honest, it was he who had to admit defeat as he could no longer go on.
Still, he had accounted himself well, both of their asses now filled to the brim with his cream, and they were cuddled up on either side of him in Xiaolin's bed. His balls had never ached so much in his life from the abuse they received, and he was sure it would be a day or two before he could fire anything but blanks. They chatted for a few more minutes before they fell asleep to the quiet sounds of waves lapping up on the shore.