Girl Talk:Fursuit Bonding
Girl Talk: Fursuit Bonding
Dear Diary
Im writing to you in order to sort out things that have really been getting to me in the past few weeks. I have been in a daze most of the time, unable to focus on my work or much of anything else. Much of the conversations between me and my best friend Gene are very strained right now. I have not confided in him what Im about to confide in you.
Part of the reason is that Im not really sure how to word it. Maybe this diary entry will help. I still cant really make sense of it. Its like the logical part of my mind is trying to stay on and keep the memories into a sense of logic but keeps getting overridden by the insanity. Oh, I wonder if I have been working too hard......well here goes....
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It was hot in SoCal. It always seems to be hot there, and summer is the worst. Beads of sweat dripped down my face the whole time I was stuck in that hot Greyhound bus. Damn thing had no functional air conditioning. How they expected us to pay that big fee for fare only to cram all of us joe schmoes on a stuffy hot ass bus is beyond me. Then again, I had to visit Stego soon. Being away from him was killing me and I couldn't wait until Califur.
Stego picked me up at the bus station, grimly taking in the transients and fast talking hoodlums that lurked around that place. He and I were happy to see each other and greeted each other with a warm hearted hug and a deep kiss. Since Stego lived kind of far away, we had a good amount of time to talk on the way up into the mountains.
I set my stuff down in Stego's room and we proceeded to go out to a local pub to chow down and have a few drinks. His workweek was busy as usual and he hadn't had much time to do some play until this week that I would be spending with him. I told him how my online auctions were going and that we were to move our warehouse to a better location.
I had arrived later in the afternoon so by the time we returned, bellies full of food and heads light with alcohol all we wanted to do is hunker down on a good old couch and veg out until we got sleepy. Sometime during the movie, Stego wrapped me into his arms and I felt happy to be out of the Bay Area. I know I had probably not needed that extra fuzzy navel and it showed when I zonked out in the middle of the late night movie,.
* * * *
I was woken up sometime in the night. It was still dark when I opened my eyes and tried to focus them. As I did I heard a strange female voice, somehow faint:
"Hey you! Wake up." the voice whispered.
I almost screamed out in fright as I met the eyes of a canine standing over me on 2 legs. It didnt take long to realize it was Bitch standing there, dressed in a red bra and bikini panties. She seemed to motion to me to sit up and face her. I was so dumbfounded that I did exactly that.
"What is going on with your voice? Why arent you in bed Stego?" I asked the fursuit standing there before me.
A fluffy hand gestured to the sleeping form of Stego in the bed. My mouth gaped open as I looked from Bitch to the sleeping man and back again, repeating this motion a couple more times.
"I don't under...." I was shushed by Bitch's paws over my mouth
"Say it all you want Selina. You know you been talking to my creator for how long? You have wanted to be inside me from almost the start of your friendship." Bitch said, starting to pace the floor
"Well..uh maybe but of course I wanted to get to know him for more than just him creating you."
"That may be sweetie," Bitch took a sickly sweet tone to her voice as she said that, "But I have a feeling that you would love to walk a mile in my footpads, so to speak. You are thinking it even now."
I was silent, feeling as if Bitch had read my mind and put it out there for Stego to wake up hearing that. I consciously looked back at Stego.
"Don't worry about him dear. He cant hear me now. I made myself invisible to his thoughts now. I have work to do on you."
"Work?" I got very wierded out just by that statement alone.
I turned to face Bitch and demand to know what was going on but she was already gone. As the alarm clock rang, the Bitch's voice followed me from my dream state:
"You have been chosen. You can make me truly live."
* * * *
I spent breakfast in silence, keeping my eyes staring ahead. I was not feeling the most awake and I could feel my brown blonde hair sticking up at odd angles around my head. I did not feel very awake and tried to eat my cereal quickly but found myself unable to do that simple task.
After a short while, Stego snapped me out of my stupor. He waved his hand up and down in front of my face.
"Hello? Earth calling Katzy." Stego said, grinning at me, "Are you waiting for that cereal to dance or what?"
I looked down at my cereal and composed myself. "Sorry." I said with a sheepish grin trying my best to fake a normal voice, "Guess the convention has got me all wound up inside and I cant wait to see Jwoulf and all of the crew."
Stego seemed satisfied at that response and soon we went about packing up our stuff into his car to head down to the hotel. I had my one big suitcase and a smaller suitcase I wanted to take my Realms fursuit, but there was no way I could of transported that on the bus. I assisted Stego with his stuff. He didn't have that much so I was grateful not to have to assist with Bitch's accessories and action packer. I suppressed a shudder as he loaded the suit into the back. Never had that suit freaked me out.
The drive there was refreshing for me. Him and I were reminiscing our favorite convention memories both before and after we met on the way to CaliFur. The vision of last night faded into the anticipation of this furry convention I was about to experience.
The convention was a blur of costume changes and reunions with old friends. Jwoulf had bought a new necklace and TigreKat made me laugh with her huge cute animal head hat she wore last year. Its great to know my friends haven't changed in some respects.
Stego and I spent a good time together too. Friday night was a dance. It was a real site to see a female Leopardess in full spandex regalia dancing with a big breasted wolf but we did it for the sheer hell of it. Bitch was leading of course but since Stego was my mate, I wouldn't of had it any other way.
The dance went well, both of us exhausted when we got back to the room. As soon as the door shut we took off our heads and smiled at each other's sweaty faces. We kissed deeply, not caring about the sweat. This was the first time I ever shared a room with a boyfriend at a con, let alone been in a hotel room where there was only one other fur staying there during the con weekend. Space is good!
I helped Stego out of Bitch. His suit is one hell of a complex thing to put on and take off. He handed me the face and the jaw piece and I gazed at the eyes. Just at the moment I was going to put the head on top of the room's entertainment center, time seemed to stop. The once glass looking eyes seemed to become almost real and I thought I saw the head's eyes blink. "It is almost time and then my master will be so happy." the female voice from my dream said.
I made a loud "eep!" of surprise and put the head up as fast as I could. The rest of the changing process was done for Stego as quickly as possible. It was just too weird. That night I dreamed I was talking to the live Bitch fursuit once again. Something was definitely up and I was grateful for the alarm clock's siren, signaling a day in the real world where fursuit heads don't talk when free of a wearer.
* * * *
Saturdays at a con are always even more of a blur than the rest of the days. That day has the most events going on and is usually when the Furry Variety Show and the Masquerade happen. Since this convention was reasonably new, the show was going to be smaller than a bigger con like Further Confusion.
I had changed into yet another costume, this time being the belly dancer one. It is decorated with bells all over the yellow and bright orange leopard print outfit. I had brought my first set of belly chains as it was a tradition of mine. Stego came down with me, leaving Bitch in the room. He knew that I still get butterflies in my stomach so he helped me psych myself up and stop fearing that I might fall on stage out there.
"I'm glad my dance is early on. I can run back in enough time to ready you for the dance." I said, jumping up and down in an uncanny fashion, "Im still nervous."
Stego looked to the stage where another act was up there. Sure enough Lindsay Lynx was doing her act with Dizzycat and really making the audience laugh so hard we could hear it back stage. We socialized and got a bit loud to the point that someone came backstage and shushed us all. No matter, I lost myself in Stego's kiss until a few acts later when it was time for me to get ready to dance.
Minutes after Stego and I parted ways so he could watch from a reserved seat, I stepped on stage. The beat began and I lost myself in the dance. I tried to keep my eyes from making contact with the spotlight as I had experienced that issue at the last Furcon and couldn't bring myself to smile beneath the glaring light on me.
As the crowd got louder in their raucous, it sounded like more than a roar. I spun around and did a little flip with my fans and shook my way towards the last section of the act. Stego was down there cheering me on. As I met eyes with him I heard a strange voice that I almost didn't notice with the sound of the audience. I barely understood it but I knew it was her. Bitch's voice was getting to me outside the dream realm.
I finished my act and met Stego. He had a black kitten plushie for me with a leopard bow around it's neck. Curtain call followed shortly after and I bowed to the stage and yucked it up with the other performers. We went up to his room so I could help him change for the fursuit dance. I figured that I may as well help other suiters get ready since I did not have my own suit along for this con.
In the hotel room, I lied on my stomach in bed, watching TV while Stego emptied himself out. There was nothing on the closed circuit channel that I hadn't already seen from other conventions. I didn't mind. Right when my ex lover came on screen announcing something from FC03', Stego appeared out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head and he was holding the suit in front of him, finishing a brush job on the fur. He set it on the bed on my legs, causing me to purr at the soft feel of the fur.
"Put it on." he said, unable to suppress a grin.
"Wha-?" I turned my head bewildered as he sat down next to my hips and petted me on the back.
"Surprise." he laughs, "You were sort of bummed about being unable to get your suit on Greyhound for the con when you talked to me on the phone last week. Something told me you should give Bitch a try."
"Really?" I was shocked but happy for the privilege. Now that I look back on this, I feel it is strange that I did not think of the dreams I have had that second. I guess the con will do that to you.
"Yeah. I have had Bitch for a while and was hoping to have this worn by my future girlfriend when the time came along." he looked into my eyes, "I think it wouldn't hurt for you to try her on. Something tells me that Bitch would like you in there with her."
I turned on my side to face him and grinned. "Well it beats putting my jewelry back on and going out there to a fursuit dance without a fursuit. " I paused and thought "But wait! What about you?"
"Ill be fine. It would give me a chance to walk beside her. I haven't done that since I let my old roommate wear her." Stego said, patting my butt "Now get dressed."
Stego and I took a shower together. I was in bliss having spent a perfect weekend at a smaller con and finding someone that finally wanted to share something with me. He caressed me on my back as I washed the shampoo out of my hair. He kissed the nape of my neck, causing me to sigh softly. I almost did not want that moment to end but I had work to do.
Stego gave me the deal on how to wear her, what to watch out for and stuff like that. Getting used to the extra size in my breasts was the big challenge. Being a small girl up top is bad enough. Its worse when you no longer feel your piercing rubbing against the shirt but rather 2 gel forms pressing against them, making your real chest disappear.
I zipped up, feeling the hot fur encircle my body. My feet were nice and toasty too. He decided it was best to not put the boots on Bitch but rather let me walk free in the wolf paws and feet. He took out a new corset, complete with criss cross ties and an open bust.
While he was looking for the rest I looked at the chest for the first time, noticing the care taken in to making this suit look as feminine as possible. I felt the nipples for their texture. I believed this suit had some sort of special ability with it. I felt sexy in this suit and suddenly in the mood for dominating. In some of my other costumes, I feel this way but it felt even more right for me to wear this suit, like this night was destiny. On the other paw, I felt like I was getting yiffy as he dressed her in a tight vinyl skirt and matching glovelets. He put a belt on and gave me a riding crop that I could tote around.
"Ready?" he said, holding the head.
"Yeah. Im ready." I said, feeling overwhelmed with so many thoughts.
I placed the jawpiece near me. He took the head, grinning at the nicely brushed head fur and placed it over my own. From that moment on, I found how easy it was to let all the emotions go and just let it slip
* * * *
Stego was a bit surprised he didn't have to coach me on how to maintain the trademark "Bitch walk". I fell into step beside with him, almost stalking in a predatory manner as I went into the elevator. People inside the elevator of course recognized the suit and eyed the new duds. I just slapped someone on the back in response to their greeting and groped them a bit. His mouth made an O of surprise before the elevator arrived at the first floor and I smacked him on the rump with my paw as he left the elevator. Stego was taken aback so slightly but he gave me a thumbs up.
As we left the elevator and got into the hall, I turned to Stego. I pointed my fuzzy paw at his leash before taking it in my hand. I caressed the smooth leash, growling in appreciation for fine leather and proceeded to drag him along by it. It was night time and Bitch had some dancing to do.
Up at the dance, I was handed a good pair of glowsticks which I stuck appropriately in my top, one in each breast, making the nipple even more apparent with the shimmer. The dance was going full swing so I led the slave Stego to the dance floor. We danced together a few numbers before I handed the leash over to a female girl with fox ears on. Stego looked as if he was a bit unsure but I smacked him on the butt with my crop, waggling my finger at him. He seemed to understand he was a bad dinosaur and needed to be used a bit.
I kept Stego in sight, or rather he kept me in sight as I danced up a storm. There was a conga line forming as a catchy tune came up and as the last member of the line conga'd by me, I smacked him outright with my crop and drew him into a dance. What made this experience all the more cooler was this was my lover Jeff. He had hurt me so bad last winter but I didn't care. I was feeling no longer like Kat the Leopardess, feral but at also human through and through. Instead, I felt rather like a powerful dominating wolf of pure primal origin. What was even better is that he didn't know who I was.
It felt as if another force was at work that night. It was almost like I was being led inside the fursuit for the next hour. There Jeff was dancing with me, unsuspecting of what lay underneath it. I motioned to Stego that I would be right back. He sort of looked a bit worried but I told him what was up.
"I gotta handle this sorry piece of man-meat." I growled, surprised how weird my voice sounded beneath the suit and loud music.
Stego seemed to understand and gestured for me to handle my business. I pulled Jeff close to me and led him to the hallway. There was an elevator nearby that went just down to the lobby level and back up. I pulled him in there and flicked a switch that said "stop". No bell rang in this old fashioned elevator and I grinned inside my fursuit, full of malice and sadistic power.
Before Jeff could even say a thing I growled "Guess who?" and proceeded to whip him. I took out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed him to the bar of the elevator wall and put a paw over his mouth. "Don't scream. Lets play nice for the wuff-gal." I cackled madly.
For about ten minutes I dealt slaps upon Jeff's rump with my crop. He moaned a bit beneath his tightly pressed lips giving me more pleasure. It wasn't helping that I was already horny when I put the suit on. Without warning I stopped and uncuffed him. I was amazed at how nimble I was at unlocking the cuffs and placing them back onto my belt with the wolf paws I had on. I clicked the switch to "normal mode" and watched the confused looks of the next elevator occupants as Jeff limped out of the elevator at the lobby level.
I went back to the dance, slapping Stego four and dancing beside him, his mistress letting him come back to me. The rest of the dance flew by in a series of wild dances and leash antics. I even flogged Stego a bit with the riding crop throughout the night. I loved the little smile of pleasure he had as I bullied him around. A few times he offered me water checking up on me more and more as the night went on. I understood his concern but I had none of the traditional fursuit hang ups like needing to go backstage for water.
It was a shame that the dance finally ended around 2am. I wanted to dance forever but knew I couldn't. Keeping in character I gestured to the outdoor entrance so that I could take Bitch out for a walk under the moonlight.
The sallow moon was a bit of a surprising effect on Bitch's fur. It felt good to have the cold air upon my face, feeling the breeze. What made it even more amazing was how the fur had melded to my body. Stego started to howl at the moon, dizzy with delight of the nights run. I grinned and howled with him, my emotions going to surprise as I heard a howl that was just too wolf like. I could feel this feeling of being melded, my form becoming secondary and the fursuit becoming the real deal. The ecstacy that I felt inside this vessel was almost orgasmic, but on a less physical level.
How cool could that be? Even Stego was surprised at the loud howl coming from my mouth. Nothing shocks him but he definitely was shocked as he had stopped howling and I kept going on feeling the night course through my blood as it has but in a whole new way.
Back at his room, he threw himself on the bed, exhausted. I pounced on him, straddling him and letting my short skirt ride up.
"Oh of course." Stego chuckled, "Let me help you."
Stego reached for my head and went to pull.
"Oww." I growled, "Easy there."
He tried again a bit delicately but no luck. He squirmed out from under me and had me sit on the bed so he could get better leverage. Sure enough the head was one with mine. It wouldn't come off.
In my mind I knew I was panicking. I tried to cry out and tell Stego that I didn't know what was going on and that maybe my hair got stuck somewhere.
"No need." a female voice said to me
What?! I wanted to scream but something kept me from being able to.
"Don't worry," Bitch said to me, "He cant hear me except when its from your mouth. I been wanting to find a girl that I can pull strings on when needed."
"Did you have control of me the whole time?" I asked the voice in thought.
"No. You got spunk all by your damn self." Bitch giggled, "We can seriously do some thangs on my maker if you let me. Why do you think I paid you a little visit? You are the perfect person to inhabit when you are inside me. You handle me just fine."
It didn't register to me and I had to run it through my thought processes a few times to fully comprehend what was going on. "Me? Im bad ass enough for you?"
"Hell fucking yeah." Bitch says in glee, "I could see that by how you encountered Jeff. That sadistic trip you went on was all on you, hon."
"Yeah?" I felt myself warm with pleasure from that.
"I could feel you moisten inside me. You have wanted to do that to him for a long time. Admit it, a little revenge never hurt nobody." Bitch said in glee. "Now lets have a bit of fun."
The Bitch gal had a point. Stego has been going on and on about how she is the perfect personification of what sexy is. Why not give him a real show for a change now that he was free and not the one inside the suit.
I finally turned my head back on Stego, who looked worried and perplexed. "Im fine, sweetie." I said my voice transformed by the spirit inside me. "Just turn out the light...my eyes hurt." sounding more like myself again. He did and let the light from the moon and hotel lighting in the garden below illuminate me.
"Sure?" he asked, "Let me get your paws off. You might be able to get the head off better than me."
Stego reached for my paws but I put them down and pounced him, pinning him there.
"Lets not worry about the little things. " I snarled at him, cuffing his hands to the bedpost. I don't know whether he was too surprised or wanted to submit to me doing this.
I have to say that Stego was both freaked and enthralled at this unexpected incident. He grinned at me. "Bitch, you really know how to surprise me."
"Its one thing to play me out in your fantasies, Steggie." I said, Bitch controlling my vocal cords to make me sound less human, "Its another when your fantasy plays with you."
I straddled Stego and ran my claws down over his chest, feeling them catch lightly on the cotton. I knew that just like my head, the claws were one with me. I wasn't wearing Bitch, Bitch was wearing me. With that thought in mind, I ripped the shirt right off his back, causing Stego to cry out in surprise.
I leaned in to him, my eyes just inches from his. Letting out a growl of victory, I placed my paws onto his wrists and squeezed them. He had a devilish grin on his face as I leaned in to kiss him. It was a strange feeling to have his lips touching a furry muzzle instead of lips. We kissed deeply, passionately the heat of his breath and our bodies course through me, bringing me to a higher state of lust. The idea of me in Bitch was an experience he had probably waited for; it showed in his kiss and the way he strained against the cuffs so he could place his arms around me.
Our kiss ended and I looked into his eyes. His happiness just showed in his face. He had been waiting for a dream like this and I could fulfill it now that I had Bitch at my side. She was along for the ride. I felt Bitch take the reins a bit as Bitch whispered to me "lets deal with that part later. " She cackled and I felt the control go up to half again. I leaned into him and took his neck in my wolf teeth. Bitch kept from biting too hard. Still, Stego howled from lust into the night.
I really enjoyed this and let him have it on the opposite side before nibbling so softly on his chests, abdominal region. It made him whimper as I did a section just below his right nippleso I lingered on that area. Then I suddenly stopped and his whimper got more pitiful. Pleasure is pain, that's always been my motto.
I caressed him with my clawtips along his sides and a light tap and caress across his stomach. I looked at him my blue eyes gleaming with sexual desire and lust. I unlocked his right hand from the cuffs, leaving the other one still locked up. I watched him reaching for me and I guided him where I thought the hand should go. I let him feel vinyl corset and let him unzip it. My furry body shone in the light and I felt the strange form of Bitch's hourglass figure. Just after the relief that the corset was off.
I moved his hand underneath my skirt just under the thighs. Stego caressed it with a slow but deep massage. His hand grazed the fur so gently that it almost soothed me but Bitch kept me focused. I was glad she guided me at times. I could really avoid letting my lust overpower my strength. I didn't need Steggie trying to dominate.
I leaned over, my breasts just inches from his face. He kept his concentration like a good man should and continued stroking my thigh. I could feel the bristle of the fur as he rubbed his hands upward and the way the fur smoothed down when his hand descended again. It was so surreal to feel the fur as if it was my own. Incredible!
Suddenly my brain felt as if it had been tweaked. Stego was licking upon my breasts just inches from his reach, never stopping his stroking of my thigh. Again, the feeling of those large breasts now being my own was just amazing.
"Alright, I think you now got a good grip on how great it feels to be inside me." Bitch's voice rang in my head, connected to my initial thoughts. She knows what Im feeling. Maybe I should keep my thoughts down so I can figure out what she is feeling too.
I let Bitch take control, wanting to be the one riding along instead of her. I felt my control slip, a whole new state of mind for me. She moved her chest away from Stego's eager mouth, grinning from ear to ear as he whimpered from the loss of his prize. Still, he didn't fight getting his arm bound back to the bed again.
Bitch moved her body down, her thighs farther from his reach and made a show of her index finger, the sharp wild claw inches from the tip of his penis. Stego seemed to increase his breathing rate, but not quite hyperventilating. She grinned at him, feeling the heat inside this now single body rising in anticipation. The claw was moved out of range and back towards the body. Bitch stuck out her tongue and moved it around her muzzle smoothly and lasciviously.
Stego had a smile on his face and obviously couldn't contain himself. As if humoring him, one wolf paw took his member and stroked it lovingly.
"Remember the time with the foam noodle at FurCon, baby?" Bitch's husky voice said, with no hint of my human voice at all
Stego could only nod and remain silent, only seeming to let out a stifled moan. It was as if he wanted to keep some self control and it seemed like a difficult thing for him to do at this moment.
"Don't worry," Bitch had read my thoughts again, "I have been around him long enough to know what he likes."
In any other context, if some girl had told me of how well she knows my boyfriend's body like a book, I would of been offended and appalled at her gall. In this instance I found it to be an advantage. I could dominate him even more with Bitch on my team to shoot me some tricks. This whole give and taking of control with her was actually sexually appealing.
The stroking on Stego's cock had become a soft squeeze and just as I could sense Stego ready to climax, the paw drew away. Before Stego could look up from his state of pure contentedness, a leather sheath was placed around his balls and cock, the tip the only thing visible.
Stego looked like a boy that had been sent to the principle's office for something he didn't do. He wanted to protest.
"That is useless." Bitch flatly addressed him, "You are in no position to compromise , but you are rather in a compromising position."
Stego whimpered but you could tell he was lapping this attention right up. She put a blindfold over his eyes.
"Just so you don't peek." Bitch said, with a hint of my voice coming through so it would sound a bit sweeter.
"We" walked over to my suitcase and started to ruffle through the stuff. I didn't wanna take control like I usually would if someone was going through my things. Bitch was not a stranger to me as far as I was concerned. This was one strange night so a busty wolf viewing my personal effects was the least of my concern.
"What do we have here?" Bitch asked me, my muzzle not moving at all, "Kitty brought toys, did she?"
"You know it." I responded.
"You nasty girl." Bitch whispered harshly but with wolfish pleasure as she took a silver and pink vibrator into her right paw.
She pressed the triangle on the left side, watching the toy's yellow LED's glow onto the small pink beads that rotated inside the shaft. Bitch was shocked.
"Where did you get this?" she asked in surprise.
"Believe it or not, but vibrators have come a long way in such a short time. You and me gotta go shopping sometime."
She turned it off and snuck back over to Stego who was whimpering. He had probably heard the vibrator but didn't know what it was and was a bit uneasy. Bitch licked her wolfish lips eyeing the sudden slant on the edge of the toy.
"Don't G-spot vibes rock?" I whispered to Bitch mischievously, as she sat beside Stego, facing him. As soon as he registered the vibrator in her paw, Stego just kept his eyes locked in place and was unable to suppress a grin.
Bitch lied back, putting her left leg straight in the air, proving her flexibility now that she had me as her filling element. The other leg she tucked in, the feet touching just below her left buttcheek. She took the vibrator and set the shaft to a setting of 3...right in the middle. She slowly inserted it in, me making sure to guide it in correctly so the bunny ears on the side would rest upon Bitch's clit.
Bitch liked the feeling as she made a guttural growl of satisfaction, feeling the G-spot curvature hug the insides perfectly. Stego stared at the lights that seemed to rotate along with the shaft as Bitch pulled the toy in and out of her. Being inside for the ride, I could feel it too and I moaned as well.
In and out the shaft went, Bitch speeding the shaft up to 4. I took control for a second and reached for a small button on the top, turning it on. Bitch seemed to make a yip aloud from surprise. I snickered to her.
"Yeah, Bitch." I could feel her jaws widening into a grin, "These things have all sorts of bells and whistles. "
I pressed the big button that is second from the top and watched the bunny extension change speeds in vibration. Letting Bitch resume control, she started to press the shaft in and out with more of a thrust on the way in. That drives me nuts so I was moaning in time to Bitch's feral moans of pleasure.
We moved it up and down and Bitch was lost in the ecstacy of the nights events atop the present development going in and out of us. I took advantage and pressed the big button again, making the vibrator pulsate and change speeds from slow to fast and then a hard vibe atop the clitoris. It drove Bitch and I wild and we came together, a torrent of cum squirting out in a geyser, soaking the fur of our butt as we arched our head back in lust and cried out from orgasm.
"Whoa!" was all the wide eyed Stego could utter.
Bitch lay there for a good while enjoying the feeling of being a liberated wuffgal. I could hear Stego kind of breathing heavy as well, aroused. I urged her to get up so we could have fun with our real object of pleasure. We turned the still vibrating toy off and lay it at the floor. Stego had been attentive the whole time of course and only grinned as we straddled him, our warm inviting cunt only inches from his member.
"Let's take that nasty thing off." I said, surprised that Bitch's voice did not interfere.
I removed the leather sheath and tossed it aside carelessly, wondering where Bitch went in the collective mind set. I kind of felt alone. I leaned over and gave him a big kiss with my muzzle, having to really watch the teeth and everything since it wasn't my mouth but a wolf's muzzle.
I did not want the kiss to end. It was deeply personal to me because I could feel his lips and I liked the idea of a muzzle. Truly I could exist like this for more than just tonight if I had to.
I took his head into my paws and stroked his soft hair and then trailed the claw tips down to his chest again, making circular arcs near his nipples and stomach. He murred at the feeling and kissed me a bit more hungrily than he already had.
I kept the kiss going and eased myself onto his erect cock. It seemed to be thrumming with life already. When it was inserted I could almost feel his fast paced heartbeat.
"I love this." I sighed to Bitch in our collective mind set.
"It could be like this more often if things go as planned." Bitch said just as breathy in lust.
I started to ride him, feeling him move a bit under me as well. He started to breath hard again, syncing with our own breathing processes. I rocked my hips forward and back, pressing my hands onto his shoulders and murring into his left ear. Bitch let her tongue slip near his ear and licked it appreciatively.
"Isn't the relief after torture that much more sweeter?" Bitch asked Stego, her voice and mine combining again.
"Yes." Stego could only say that with shortness of breath as he struggled to keep his composure in the heat of unspeakable passion.
The nibbling on Stego's ear continued, making him start trying to take control from beneath. I could feel him urging more and more to rock me instead of the other way around. I moved in time to his rocking, letting him mount me by taking him firmly by the waist and rolling to one side, ignoring the wet feeling of the episode that seemed to be in another time portal.
He took the show and pressed into me with gentle but firm thrusts. Bitch urged her legs to rest upon his shoulders, giving him a chance to do some real penetration. Bitch somehow knew my favorite position. Then again, it seemed to be her favorite as she moaned and howled in ecstacy as he drove further into us. As he was about to climax, he drove harder and faster, moaning louder himself.
The noise in the room seemed to escalate from Bitch and I with Stego in the background. Now it was almost like a group of 3 making that racket, the room filling with orgasmic noises and screams. Stego came first, and I could feel him fill our vessel with a hot liquid force. It caused the Bitch and I collective to do the same, the inner muscles tightening around Stego. Another hot warm river enveloping Stego's shaft and dribbling down to the bed sheets.
It took a moment to disengage as my muscles subsided in their squeezing. He lay next to me, letting out a blissful sigh.
"God your muscles need to be licenced" Bitch said in a faint, euphoric voice.
Sometime later, I must of fell asleep as the sun was already starting to rise and emit light into the bedroom window.
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I awoke to Stego's face in the morning. I was laying upon his chest and he was stroking my hair, looking at me with affection. I was laying there naked, the sheets around both of us.
I looked to the room and Bitch's head was facing the window, her profile lit by the dawn. The rest of the suit was packed into the action packer, clothes and all. I turned my face to Stego's again.
"Wow, I must of slept forever." I grinned. "How did you get the suit off of me without waking me?"
"I didn't." Stego looked puzzled.
We both looked at each other, eyes meeting and laughed. We eventually left the comfort and bliss of laying in the bed together and took a shower. It seemed that morning he was more attentive to my body in the shower. He clearly was in a yiffy mood again, as we had a nice romp in the shower.
Walking out, smiling to myself and enveloped in a soft robe we looked out to the balcony and the con goer's walking by the pool side.
"Looks like Bitch has gone away for the day. You think she will return tonight?" I asked him, turning to look at him.
"We can only wonder." he said, gazing with me at Bitch's head set upon the entertainment center. She winked and her eyes sparkled. I don't know if he saw that as well but we both laughed, feeling very hungry. The day was going to be interesting in lieu of what had happened.
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....And there you have it, diary. What does this mean? Do I lose my leopard side to this new entity that has become part of me? Will Bitch be another guide into my dark world of kinks and pleasure?
Those answers I do not have. I know that my Post Con Depression did not exist and still doesn't as I write this weeks later. I don't think I will ever experience it, knowing what happened. It sounded weird to me as I began to write this long piece but I take that back now. This is something significant in my life. Safely I can say to myself that I had the most awesome night a girl like me could ever hope for.
Claws and Scratches,
Selina