Kobold Girlfriend: Sanoh Part Two (complete)

“Grirsorth watches us, and all the while Sybell and I take turns enjoying the Orc before this really cute Minotaur comes in. I stayed there for two years...” I say unsurely, trying to piece dates together to form some sort of timeline. “Maybe it was only one. I’m not sure. But it was always a lot of fun putting on shows there at Grirsorth’s castle. It actually wasn’t long after that this traveling band of musicians came to play for the entire castle!” I shifted as I grew excited to tell the story.

“By this point in my life I knew I fancied humans. But when this band came, I think that’s when the fancying became full-blown. I came in one day to watch them practice - I was very curious, you know? There were six of them, I think. Maybe seven? Anyway, I noticed they were kind of frustrated. They’d been on the road a long time, with not really much to do, and they were kind of growing sick of each other. So I asked them if they wanted any help. I played a couple of instruments and I was bored too, so maybe I could help them work some frustrations out.”

“Oh, Sanoh, you didn’t,” Norman huffs.

I grin and clap my hands together. “I never thought it would actually happen. I thought I would at least titillate them, maybe bag a few of them while they were at the castle. I never expected them to all go for it then and there.”

“What… happened?” Karis asks. 

“Oh, I started off just playing some music. Then I began dancing with one of the singers. We kissed, and before I knew it I was sucking his dick.” I glance around the fire at the party’s faces before I continue. I always make sure they seem interested before I continue with my escapades. “Then there was another, then another. Then someone came up behind me and their mouth was just...!” I laugh and double-check expressions. “I mean, it wasn’t all of them, of course. There were a couple more interested in each other than me.”

“But at one point I had five big beautiful dicks all around me. I was so exhausted that evening I didn’t even get to see their first performance,” I chuckle. “But really, I think it was that night I realized how much I really adored human men. Their bodies, their hands, their lips.” I kiss my fingertips and blow the kiss out into the night. “I can’t think of anything better.”

“So, you took...” Karis tries to count with her fingers. “Well, I don’t know how you do it. DuMont is all I can handle. Yet you seem to thrive when there’s more than one.”

“It’s not something I purposefully seek out! Especially these days.” I chuckle shyly. “I know it all sounds like quite a lot. But in places like that, it’s the norm. Wait until you hear about the sex dungeons in the west...”

Rupert stands up suddenly from his seat by the fire. “I have to go take a leak.” He walks away from the campsite without me seeing his face.

“Maybe we should all head off and get some sleep.” Norman stands as well, dusting off his rear. “Long roads ahead of us, and not much between.”

I watch the treeline for Rupert to show back up before heading back to our tent. Once everyone has dispersed from the fire, I go into the woods, stripping off my clothes and placing them where I can find them again. I find Rupert standing near the stream, so I sneak up behind him and wrap my arms around him.

“Good evening, stranger,” I giggle excitedly. “Everyone has gone to bed. Let’s you and I have a little fun.”

I wiggle my tail as I wait for his response. Rupert puts his hand over mine. He gently touches me, then moves to hold my hand.

“Something wrong?” I murmur.

“It’s just that...” He sighs and turns around to face me. There’s a stricken look on his handsome face, and it makes me worry. “Oh, no, you’re naked. I won’t be able to think straight with you like this.”

I look down at myself, then smooth my hands down my chest and stomach. “I got excited telling my story. I wanted us to have a little fun, make a little love.” I smile brightly at him. “I wanted to climb my tall, handsome man like a tree.”

Rubert rubs his chin as he looks at me. His bright eyes shine as he gazes over my body, and it only makes me tingle more. I can see the bulge growing in his pants, so I kneel, but before I can undo his laces he stops me.

“What’s the matter?” I pout up at him. “Something is obviously wrong. Why won’t you tell me, Rupert?”

He sighs heavily and goes to sit down by the stream. “Sorry. It’s not you, Sanoh.” He rubs the back of his neck as his shoulders slouch. “It’s me.”

I tilt my head to the side. “You’re hard as a rock, I don’t think there’s anything...”

“It’s not that. It’s...” His frown deepens and his brow puckers. “You’ve lived such an amazing life. Lives really. You’re almost like a cat in that you’ve had so many.” He shakes his head in frustration. “You’ve met kings and royals and dragons and some of the most fascinating people in the world. You could literally have anyone, so why are you slumming it with me?”

My eyes widen as I look at him. Rupert was a virgin when we first met, so I’m his first and only, something I genuinely enjoy. I’ve loved being with him, and I love him. In a way, he’s a first for me too. I figured with time he would come to realize his worth. But I suppose my stories could make anyone feel a bit nervous.

“What makes you think I’m slumming?” I come up beside him and press my hand to his cheek. “Look at me. Come now, my love.” I turn him until he faces me, and those sad puppy eyes stab directly into my heart. “You don’t need to be afraid of my past, because it’s far behind me. It’s warm like a fire to me, yes, but I have to turn around in order to see it. Why would I do that when I can look straight ahead and see you?”

Those puppy eyes only get worse. He places his hand around my wrist, keeping my hand on his cheek. “I’m just one man, a human man. What can I possibly offer a daring spitfire like you?”

“Did you not hear my story? I adore human men.” I say with a smirk. “They’re warm and tall, not too hairy, with smooth skin and pretty eyes.” I lean in to steal a kiss. “Soft lips.” I dart my tongue over his mouth. “Big hard dicks,” I purr into his ear.

Rupert chuckles. “Sanoh, I’m serious.”

“So am I,” I scold. “Rupert, of all my stories, of all my between-the-sheets exploits, have I ever mentioned love? Have I ever been with someone more than twice? No. I haven’t.” I poke my finger into his chest. “I’m with you because I want to be, because I love you. Think back on all my tales, and you’ll see you are the true stand-out.”

“I love you too. It’s hard to imagine that I’m enough,” he murmurs. “I do like your stories, don’t get me wrong. You’re so cute when you tell them, and they’re always fascinating. Then my mind goes haywire. I think over and over about how you’re so amazing, and I’m just...”

“Stop.” I cup my hand around his mouth. “Let me tell you what you are, Rupert. You’re kind and affectionate, you’re smart and very brave. You have a touch that makes me feel safe, but can also turn me on in an instant. You have a dashing smile, and a beautiful laugh.” I run my fingers through his hair and down the back of his neck. “You have a nice, sexy body that’s good for cuddling as well as kissing. Your hugs are warm and strong, and they make me feel like I’m the only girl in the world.” I cup his face between both palms. “You don’t need to worry about anyone else, because I only see you.”

Rupert’s face is flushed, and he starts to grin. He kisses my palm and I sit down in his lap. “I love you, Sanoh,” he says softly. 

“And I love you - remember that. You know what else you are?” I move to straddle his lap.

Rupert gulps. “What’s that?” he chuckles.

“The owner of one of the finest dicks I’ve ever come across.” I undo the laces of his pants at last, bringing out his long, pretty dick. I lick my palm, then stroke him slowly. “You’re also one of the best lovers I’ve ever had.”

Rupert’s breathing pitches as I stroke him. His eyes become glazed over and his lips part, giving him that soft, sexy allure I adore so. “Really?”

I nod. “Mm-hmm.” I look down, watching the tip of his dick start to ooze. “Like I said, I haven’t had a lover for a long time. You know my body inside and out.”

“I love your body,” he moans. His hands move to my waist, and he buries his face in the curve of my neck. “You’re perfect.” He gently bites my neck and I giggle.

“This dick is.” I slip down, kneeling before him. I gaze up at him as I lick his dick from tip to sack. “Are you gonna be a good boy and come for me?”

Rupert bites his lip as he watches me. “How can I not?” he chuckles breathlessly.

I titter gleefully and roll my tongue around his sack, gently suckling it before dragging my mouth up the side of his dick. I sit up and kiss his glans slowly. I dart my tongue over the opening, then kiss down his shaft again.

“Sanoh,” Rupert moans. “You’re driving me crazy.” His breathing has become hard and shallow. His bottom lip is glossy as he drools. There’s nothing I love more than working him into a hot mess. I love making him hard, making him frazzled, making him come. There’s something so rewarding about it that never struck me with other lovers. Rupert is special, and I so desperately want to show him that.

“Good. That’s what I want.” I take him into my mouth, letting his shaft glide across my tongue until his glans hits the back of my throat. Rupert grunts loudly and pets the top of my head. I bob my head between his thighs, taking more and more of his shaft with each thrust. I look up at him, taking in his expression of pure lust. I can feel him throbbing on my tongue, and the first gush of come spurts down my throat. I pull back, letting him coat my face and chest with his warm, thick seed. I smear my fingers in the mess and smile up at him. “Have fun?”

Rupert leans back, panting heavily as he starts to laugh. “You could do anything to me, and I would enjoy myself too much.”

I stand up, spreading my thighs as I dip my fingers inside myself. I show Rupert how wet I am, then lay my fingers on his tongue. He sucks them eagerly, leaning forward to kiss my stomach and thighs. Rupert’s fingers run over my labia, easily slipping inside me. I shiver from head to toe and greedily clamp around his long fingers.

“Sanoh, holy hells,” Rupert chuckles against my belly. “You’re running wetter than the stream.”

“You do this to me,” I moan. “Only you.”

Rupert moves off the rock and has me lie down in his place. It’s warm from where he sat on it, so it’s kind of nice. He sits beside me. His tongue laps over my labia, and I let out a guttural moan of pleasure. His fingers slip inside me, but his tongue goes further.

I squeal, and he sits up in alarm. “Sorry, did I do something wrong?”

“You… you licked my ass!” I gasp.

“I just wanted to try it. If you don’t like it I’m so sorry. I should have asked, I...”

“Do it again.” I wiggle my ass towards him. “Please. Keep going.”

His eyes shine brilliantly. “You sure? It’s not too weird, is it?”

I moan luxuriously for him. “Rupert, I want it.”

He goes quiet, and then his tongue is there again. I’m so glad I took that long soak in the hot springs. I relax my sphincter. His tongue laps over the tight pucker, then pokes gently inside while his fingers move slowly inside me.

“Keep going,” I groan. “That feels so good.”

Rupert takes his slick, wet fingers and prods my tight anus. I close my eyes and gasp as it slips inside. He moves the finger back and forth slowly, watching in delight.

“Having fun?” I giggle.

“Does it really feel good?” Rupert asks.

“Want me to show you?” I tease.

“Maybe later,” he stammers. “This is about you.” His tongue laps from my slit to my ass again. He slowly adds another finger and opens me a little. His tongue pokes back inside before he pulls away.

“Why’d you stop?” I pout. 

“One second.” He searches his belt for something, pulling out a small canister from one of the pockets. I sit up to watch him pour a slick tincture over his dick. He strokes himself, making his shaft glossy and wet. I smirk with approval and wag my tail. “What’cha gonna do with that?”

Rupert kisses me, picking me up and carrying me towards a tree. He presses my back against the tree for leverage while holding my legs over his arms. He rubs his dick against me, watching intently.

“I want it too,” I moan. “Do it.”

Rupert looks at me with a stunned expression. His face is flushed and lusty. He looks so sexy and masculine in this moment, I feel like a lucky girl.

He starts to push, and I open for him. It’s not my first time doing anal sex, but it’s the first time I’ve felt so excited for it. He fits snugly, inside me and he trembles as he takes in the sensation.

I bite back the pleasured expression coming to my face. “Don’t stop now,” I gasp. “Fuck me, Rupert!”

He snarls. “Damn your mouth.” He shoves in deeper, and I cry out rapturously. “That sweet little voice, that beautiful expression.” He pulls back and thrusts back in. “You make me want to go wild.”

“Do it, do it!” I mewl. I throw my head. “Rupert! You feel so good!”

Rupert leans in, kissing me as he thrusts up deep inside. His legs start to buckle, so he gently moves me down onto the mossy ground beside the stream. It’s cold, but his heat is coursing through my whole body. His thrusts push me along the moss, and with each movement I let out a little cry.

Then his fingers, those wonderful, talented fingers, rub against my folds. They slip inside me while his thumb grinds against my clit. I’m done for, and I know it. Having been so aroused and with all these sensations mixing, it isn’t long before Rupert has me screaming like a banshee. I buck and jerk, thrusting myself harder onto him as I come on his palm. It’s almost overwhelming, and I have to force his hand away from me. I lie there shuddering and whimpering, the sounds slowly turning to joyous little giggles.

Rupert kisses me, peppering my face in soft, loving, flutters. “Are you alright?” His voice is buttery with genuine concern.

“I’ll be fine, you just did too well, that’s all.” I coo and wrap my arms around him, trembling as he starts to thrust again. “No one has ever done that to me.”

“Really?” He sounds triumphant. “I just wanted to make you feel good too.”

“I do.” I cling tighter to him. “I love how you feel inside me.”

Rupert shivers all over. “Don’t talk like that. It makes me crazy.”

I smirk as I kiss his neck. “Your big dick is stretching me open. It feels so hot and hard.” I dig my fingers into his back. “I love the way your body feels pressed against mine. So strong, so warm.”

Rupert growls against my shoulder as he begins to rut. His thrusts becomes deep and short. He grinds and shudders, crying out passionately as he releases inside me. The heat that pools there melts my spine and turns me into pudding. He goes limp, lying on top of me while his hips shiver.

After a moment of respite, we lay together on the cool moss. I snuggle up on his chest, running my fingers through the curls of his chest hair. “I hope I don’t walk weird tomorrow.” I reach back, rubbing my rear.

“I’ll carry you,” Rupert sighs dreamily.

I kiss his chest and neck. “My hero.”

Rupert gently touches my face and slips his fingers over my mouth. “You’re amazing. If you asked, I would move mountains for you.”

I smile brightly and kiss him. “I would never ask such a feat. What I want from you, you give without my asking.” I sit up, lay his head in my lap and gently stroke his temple, running my fingers through his curls. He cuddles my thighs, kissing them and holding his arms around me. 

“If my stories make you uncomfortable, just say so.”

Rupert shakes his head. “I like your stories. It’s me I have a hard time liking.”

I pinch his cheek. “Stop that, now.”

He chuckles and grins up at me. “Sometimes I just can’t believe someone as amazing as you loves a fool like me.”

“Do I need to go over the list again?” I smirk. “Because I can add on to it.”

He shakes his head. “I can remember it.”

I dip down to kiss him. “Well, I have it at the ready whenever you need reminding.”

Rupert sits up beside me and pulls me into his arms. I snuggle against his chest and listen to the pounding of his heart.

“I’m happy,” he whispers. “And sometimes that scares me a little.”

I frown slightly. “You shouldn’t be afraid of that.”

“I know. I know,” he sighs. “It’s just that I’m not used to good things happening to me, and you’re the best. I got so lucky, and I just keep thinking that perhaps my luck is going to run out.”

“Luck isn’t a monetary thing. It just happens.” I sit back down in his lap. “Consider me your good-luck charm, if you must think about it. As long as I’m with you, you’ll always have something lucky.”

He kisses my shoulder. “You’re doing so much to reassure me. What about you?”

“What about me?” I smile.

Rupert smiles as he nuzzles my cheek. “How about how you’re so talented, and the best dancer I have ever seen. You have a lovely singing voice, and I would enjoy it even if you were singing the contents of all my nightmares at me.” He kisses my neck and shoulder. “You’re so smart, but you’re also goofy and no one makes me laugh the way you do.”

“You big old mushball,” I giggle.

Rupert looks up. “Not to mention those eyes.” He smooths his thumb under them. “They control me so easily.”

“I don’t want to control you,” I whisper. I melt into the kiss, letting it consume me as Rupert lays me back down on the ground. I wrap my arms around him as we catch our breath.

“We should...” He clears his throat. “We should go back to camp and get some sleep.”

I grin. “Are you getting turned on again?”

“If I come one more time I may faint.” He gathers up his clothes, then helps me up. “Where are your clothes, anyway?”

“I laid them somewhere I could find them again.” I cuddle up to his side as we walk. My legs feel like jelly, so I need him for support. 

Once we get back to our tent we snuggle under the blankets. My body feels relaxed, but my mind wanders. I’ll be remembering this night for a long time. The images of Rupert I saw tonight will help fuel many a fire from now on.

Rupert kisses my shoulder just before I drift to sleep. His sweet words whisper to me as I drift to sleep, and I echo them back to him, hoping he knows they are true and real. I’ll make sure he knows for certain in the morning. I love him, and I never want to know a day without him.