Of Wildflowers and the Knots In Between 2
#2 of Wildflowers
First of all, thanks for all the support on the first part of this series, if you haven't read it definitely check it out before you continue. I really appreciate all the votes and comments, it's wonderful to get feedback. I hope you continue to enjoy Of Wildflowers and the Knots In Between.
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Warmth presses against the soft fur of my back, hugging me tightly around the waist with sleeping legs. Her arms lay gently on either side of my neck, resting my deep brown fur as if I am a pillow. Tickling my nose, the sweet smell of wildflowers radiates from every portion of both our bodies, even though we have both bathed since our last plunge into the white sea of petals. She stirs, stretching her paws and arms with a satisfied sigh.
"Morning, Buddy," she says through an awakening yawn, "Sleep well?"
"Ruff," I bark, more of a forceful exhalation of agreement, for I had slept better this past night than any other night in my life. And it was all thanks to her. Ava. My forbidden lover who took it upon herself to make me happy. To make me feel wanted, now until the end of time. Forever I shall be loyal, forever in her debt for removing me from the wretched adoption agency. If only a woof or bark could express my gratitude.
"I thought you would," she affirms, stroking up and down my torso, her stroke teasing with the tips of her claws, "Don't you even think about that adoption agency. It's a thing of the past. In fact, after you fell asleep last night, I called them up and quit. I don't want to work at a place where someone as cute as you is treated that way. Not ever."
I gaze into her eyes, and she into mine. I move my muzzle closer, wanting to say something I knew she would never fully understand; it is just the way things are, me being a feral.
Closing her azure eyes, she kisses me in between my pointed ears, "I know," she whispers cradling my cheeks in her padded paws, "It's alright, you don't have to say it. I know."
Locking muzzles, we kiss, intertwining our tongues in a knot only lovers know. Teasing at each others lips with the tips of our tongues, then plunging past the barriers, letting them search the most intimate regions of our faces. Through heavy breaths and wetted lips, searching tongues and closed eyes we share our deepest thoughts and feelings for one another. Spoken words render themselves meaningless when compared to the ideas spread through twisting tongues pressing together.
Separating with a single strand of saliva connecting our lips, I feel another sensation rubbing against my flank. A heated wetness soaks deep into the fur above my tail as Ava rubs her bare mound against me. Immediately, I feel another warmth emanating from between my own legs. Ava holds me tightly between her legs form behind, grinding her wet pussy against my fur. She grabs me around the neck as well, pulling her perky breasts into the grind.
She groans loudly as her nipples rub against my rough fur, teasing me with her warm flesh. My shaft begins to swell, red tip poking out from my furry sheath.
"Oh does Buddy like?" she asks with a breathy voice, "How about this?"
She pulls her foot paws in close so they surround either side of my sheath. With a soft growl of approval, I thrust my hips forward to answer her question. She presses in the dips between my legs and sheath, massaging the sides of my sheath in slow circles with her padded paws. Every time she pulls closer, moaning as her clit rubs against my fur. Her rough paws slowly massage my length from its furry hiding place, revealing the thick red prod on which Ava was impaled the day before.
Her scent fills the air, even thicker than yesterday. The wet fleshy smell of her sex drives me mad with lust. My hips begin humping her foot paws more regularly as they migrate away from the sheath and on to my sensitive length.
"Relax, Buddy," she whispers gasping and moaning with the slightest movement, "Let your master do the work."
My hips slow their pace to an almost complete stop, letting her foot paws take over. Her rough pads send shivers up my spine as their texture tantalize my throbbing length. Slowly stroking upwards, her own hips slide back, grinding her clit roughly upwards against my back. Her toes reach the tip of my shaft and spread, allowing my cock to thread itself between the soft furred toes. She wiggle her toes, circling my tip with the utmost dexterity, wetting the digits with profuse amounts of precum.
"Mmm, does Buddy like his master's paws around his cock?" she gasps her hips thrusting back down.
Her toes continue to surround and massage my length as they go back down, eliciting a lustful woof from deep in my chest.
Our tails play in an erratic fashion behind us, twitching from pleasure every time Ava moved her paws and hips. I feel the overly fluffy husky tail move downwards, caressing my hanging sack in soft fluff. The slightest movement of her tail sends a warm tingling throughout the entirety of my canine body. With a few touches, my knot slips out of the confines of its sheath.
Ava unwraps her legs excitedly, releasing my dripping cock from her foot paws and immediately replacing it with her tongue. The heat alone causes me to thrust reflexively, burying my cock deep within her lusty maw. Her movement continues, leading her to straddle my face, wet pussy resting only inches above way from the tip of my nose. Her scent prompts my tongue to reach out from it lolled hang to taste the slit in front of me. As just the tip of my tongue flicks across her dripping slit, Ava moans, tensing up, then shoving my nose into her wet hole.
Both of our bodies writhe in pleasure, trading licks and sucks while straddling each others blushing faces. My breaths become more labored as she teases my knot with her lips. With hard pants I shove my tongue into her slit and violently thrash it around her insides, gathering up her taste with the entirety of its length. Sending Ava over the edge, she screams out with a cock filled mouth and spasms about my face as my tongue batters her clit.
Juices leak out of her, soaking my face with her intimate scent, sending my cock into a fury of final thrusts before a final pump, almost knotting her mouth, and spraying my seep down her throat. Her hot breaths on my clenched balls prompts more cum than I've ever given, filling her stomach quickly with hot ropes of doggy cum.
Sliding my length out of her mouth, Ava gasps for air, "Thanks Buddy. You're such a good dog."
She turns, resting her dripping hips upon my stomach her fast heartbeat pounds against my chest in a fury of small thumps accompanied by the rapid rise and fall of her chest. My slickened cock rests daintily between her butt cheeks, too exhausted to try for her other hole.
Pressing muzzle to muzzle we exchange our tongues, tasting the new tastes that now coated the insides of our mouths. Although it is somewhat strange to me, tasting my own seed, that's not what I'm thinking about. All that's on my mind is Ava. The small ripples in her fur as her chest rises and falls, feeling of her wetness warming my stomach, everything about her reminded me that she loves me and that I, until the end of time and further, love her with all my doggy heart.