“That feels nice,” he told her.
“I bet we can make it feel even better,” she said, releasing him. “Go sit on that rock.”
Mike looked at where she was pointing. He climbed out of the water and sat on a rock that was just beneath the water’s surface. Zel approached the shore where she had left her saddlebags before pulling a small vial out of one of the pouches.
“What’s in there?” Mike asked.
Zel winked at him, dribbling the fluid across her chest and pressing her breasts together to distribute it evenly.
“My love life for the last ten years,” she told him, licking the fluid off her fingers. “It’s a plant-based lubricant. Easily washes off with water but stays slippery otherwise.”
“You carry lube on you?”
“Ever since the incident with that tree,” she said, then pushed her breasts against him. His cock slid between her boobs and was suddenly assaulted by a warm, tingly sensation. “I carry a small vial, just in case.”
“Oh!”
Zel was working her breasts up and down now, the sensation of her skin pressed against his cock from both sides amplified by the lubricant. He stared at her in wonder, watching his dick expand just a little bit more beneath her ministrations. “That feels really good!”
“I’m glad. It is my first time doing this.” She pushed her torso down, and Mike’s cock came up to her nose.
“There’s a way to do it even better,” Mike said.
“Tell me.” Zel was staring at his cock now, apparently entranced at the sight of his glans disappearing and reappearing between her breasts.
“Use your mouth too.”
“That makes sense.” Opening her mouth, she pushed down on him, the head of his shaft passing gently between her lips. “’Ike dis?”
“That’s a great start,” Mike told her, grabbing the sides of her breasts. She bounced up and down, the head of his dick moving along the top of her tongue. Her inexperience showed, but Mike found it an incredible turn-on, his balls tightening up and then relaxing.
Zel bobbed her head up and down even faster, evidently struggling to take him much deeper than just the head of his cock. Her hands were slippery with lube now, and she released her breasts and used her hands on the base of his shaft, twisting them gently as she stroked him, starting at the top and moving down. One hand gripped him tightly, causing a small surge inside his body, and the other hand moved even farther down.
“What are you doing?” Mike asked as Zel’s fingers teased the skin behind his scrotum. She popped her mouth free, the sudden coolness of the air around him sending chills up his spine.
“I may have never done this before, but I do know a few things about the male anatomy,” she explained, her slippery fingers now circling his anus.
Mike shuddered at how good it felt, marveling at the warm sensations that were now coming from behind his pelvis.
“Lie down. Put your legs up.”
“Holy shit,” he whispered, Zel taking him back into her mouth. As she pumped him gently with her left hand, her right hand slid beneath his ass, one finger putting gentle pressure on his asshole.
“Mmm,” Zel moaned, sending vibrations down his shaft. Mike shifted his hips, pushing up into her lips. Beneath him, she slightly bent her finger, allowing him to ease himself down onto it. The tingling sensation in his anus sent warmth through his entire body, and Zel continued pumping him, letting him take the lead. The sun was creeping dangerously low to the edge of the cliff, dusk quickly approaching, but Mike figured the others would be pissed whether he showed up now or in an hour.
“You’re doing so good,” Zel told him, licking the head of his cock. “I can’t wait to taste your cum.”
“Really?” Mike asked, trying hard not to tense up. Zel’s finger was now fully inside of him, and she found his prostate, rubbing it gently.
“Oh yeah. I’ve always wondered what a man’s cum would look like, what it would feel like.” She stroked him faster now, occasionally pressing her breasts against him, then sucking him into her mouth. “I’ve never been so close to a human before, and I want to know everything about you.”
“Why?” Mike asked, but Zel didn’t answer. She was staring hungrily at his cock, licking her lips before sucking him back into her mouth again, her right hand moving slowly, massaging his prostate in such a way that he felt like a fire had been stoked in his belly. His cock contracted several times like he was going to come, but her gentle presses pulled him back from the brink.
“I bet it tastes like sweat, and wood, and iron…,” Zel mumbled to herself. The water behind her was churning, and Mike tilted his head to see what she was doing. There was a large boulder beneath the water at just the right height for her to rub her crotch on, her tail making lazy sweeps in the water.
“Zel,” he whispered, the fire growing inside him. Zel’s face was now bright red, her eyes closed tight while she bobbed up and down on his cock. Smiling, Mike put his hand over hers, and she opened her eyes in surprise when he showed her how to stroke his dick properly. Immediately, he felt the pressure building, each time only to be chased off by her finger in his ass.
“How are you so good at this?” Mike asked.
“A good healer knows…how…to…” Zel’s eyes squeezed shut, and the
