Chapter #7Climb down his thigh by: AlcaPoco   You roll your eyes, this was gonna be interesting. You drop onto your butt, bouncing a bit on the fat and hide of your dads leg, and scooted off into the canyon below. You landed with a roll as you hit the couch cushion, ending the somersault on your feet, as you looked up the thigh in front of you. You approached the hide bound muscle, running a hand across the warm leathery scales and feeling it give to your pressure.
You frowned, bending your fingers to try to find deep enough ridges or cracks in the hide for climbing, but found the skin too soft and smooth. Your dads back and shoulder hide was a lot rougher, with deep grooves that made for easy climbing, but it appeared his front side and between his legs was too slick. You ran your hands over the hide for some time, moving up and down his inner thigh, you didn’t realize your position until a familiar musk hit your senses.
You blinked and turned, finding yourself only a couple paces from your fathers genital slit. The round bulge of muscle and fat only hinted at a slit with a groove that ran down the middle of it, the mass twitching and pulling into that groove slightly as your father dreamed. You noted above the bulge was a lull in muscle and fat before your dads lower belly began, you determined if you can crawl up his genital bulge, you can balance yourself between it and his belly as you shimmy yourself onto his right thigh and onward to the sash.
This all worked of course only if you could get a purchase on your fathers crotch. You first tried the wedge between his thigh and the bulge, but found it too loose, your body slipping between the fatty walls and taking about a minute to pull yourself back out. With a huff you tried to find a way up the bulge that didn’t resort to using your dads slit, but found the mound to be too fatty and the hide too thin to hold your weight without sinking.
That left you with the slit, with a sigh you felt along the lips of the groove, and as you did the entire mound seized up and firmed, becoming taut to your prodding. The tensing surprised you, and you thought for sure you had woken you dad with it, but another muffled snort escaped him. You watched as the genital bulge relaxed again, returning to its fatty resting position. That must’ve been a unconscious response to keep unwanted stimulus from entering the slit. You smiled slightly, that would make scaling it all the more easy.
You reached out and touched the lips of the slit again, watching them pull into themselves the same way as before. You didn’t back away as you stuck your hand into the more defined slit as it was drawn in on itself now like if you were to pull in the lips of your mouth. Your hand slipped into the crease up to the ends of your palm, the ravine quivering and twitching around your intrusive digits as you broke into a smile, this may actually work...
With a grunt you shoved a bare foot into the crease up to the front of your ankle, a snort coming from your dad as the creases clenching was able to support you minute weight. You chuckle to your self as you let your other foot leave the ground as you began your crotch climbing escapade. It was short lived as...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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