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Story: Maklr
“I don’t know what you want me to do.”
“Whatever you want.”
Nell sighed and lowered herself, placing her bare breast over his mouth. He opened his lips, accepting her proffered nipple. Maklr licked and suckled on her. She placed his other hand against her other breast, and he gently kneaded it against his massive palm. He stopped instantly when she pulled back, a look of concern on her face. “Maklr, something weird. I think there’s something wrong with me.”
Maklr dropped his hands to his sides. “What’s the matter? What happened? Show me where it hurts.” He instantly flashed into doctor mode.
“It’s wet. Do you think the boat sprung a leak?”
“I don’t think so.” Maklr tilted his head while listening. “The boat has sensors. We’d know if something happened. Where’s the water coming from?”
“My pants are damp,” Nell said in a voice so low Maklr asked her to repeat.
“Isn’t that normal?”
“I don’t… I don’t understand,” Nell said. “It’s here.” She pointed to the juncture of her thighs.
“Human women get wet when they’re aroused. Has that ever happened to you?”
Nell shook her head. “No. They always used lube.”
“Oh.”
“So I’m not broken?”
Maklr smiled. “Not at all. Completely normal.”
“You’re sure?”
“I’m a doctor.”
“In that case, there’s one other thing I should tell you about,” she said. “It aches.”
“Where?”
“Here. There’s pressure.” She pointed to the junction of her thighs.
“Have you ever had an orgasm?” Maklr asked.
“I don’t think so.”
“You’d know if you did.”
Nell leaned back, resting her weight on her hands. “Can I ask a favor?”
“Anything. Always.”
“Is it possible to have an orgasm without having sex?”
“Yes,” he answered matter-of-factly.
Nell quieted, staring at the stars. “Can you help me? I want to have one.”
“If that’s what you want, I will gladly do anything for you.” Maklr’s pants tented, his erection visible in the moonlight. “May I touch you?” he asked. “I’ll tell you everything I’m doing before I do it.”
“Okay,” Nell said, her voice shaky.
“I’m going to put my hand over your pants.” He covered the crotch of her pants in his hand.
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