A Forest Encounter
#1 of Foxy Lovers
My part of a trade, enjoy a little mindless fun at Rags' expense :)
I was heading down a game trail, trying to find the spot I was after, "I could have sworn it was around here somewhere..." I muttered under my breath.
Then I saw her, she was standing naked under a waterfall, using it to wash. Like me a fox, but unlike me, the fairer sex.
As I watched she cupped water and ladled it over her pert breasts, I was caught up in the sight of her, apparently, so was the warg that started growling.
My sight narrowed on the interruption to my voyeuristic pursuit, quickly I flicked back to the lovely vixen, she hadn't even noticed the beast. Quietly I drew my bow from my back, set the string and reached for an arrow.
The sound of the beast alerted her to its presence, all at once she shrieked and it bunched its haunches to leap at her.
My arrow flew, truly too I might add.
The beast swung its head but it was too late, the second arrow was already in the air and the third was nocked against my bow string. It was unneeded, the beast crumpled as the second arrow pierced through its eye and deep into its brain. I finished letting out the breath.
Stepping forward into the glade surrounding the river, I began my introduction, "Greetings miss! It seems I wa-" I was cut off as a rock flew past my ear.
"HOW DARE YOU LAY EYES UPON ME PEASENT!" She was yelling.
I ducked, ears tight against my head. "But... I saved you?" I said but it seemed to go without notice as more rocks and combs and other items flew my way.
After a while, no longer the target of improvised missiles, I stood up to survey the scene.
She was standing there proudly, a large towel wrapped around herself with a very angry look on her face.
"My lady, please forgive my intrusion, but I feared for your safety, the beast..." I said, pointing at the felled warg.
"Humf, while it is true you saved my life, I still can barely forgive you for observing me unclothed." As she said it though, she was walking forward.
"At least let me cook you a meal as a sign of apology." I said sweetly.
"Oh, if you must. But no trying anything! I have your measure sir." She admonished.
I began unpacking my little cooking gear, gathered some wood and began warming up a pot of water.
"What is it exactly you are cooking?" She asked, her interest piqued.
I started adding some vegetables to the mix, followed by some dried meat, "This, is the amazing, the sumptuous... stew." I said with a chuckle.
She smiled a bit at the joke, "Truly, a dish fit for a queen.".
Laughing myself now, I almost let the water boil too hard and had to move the little pot away from the middle of the fire.
It took around half an hour for the meal to cook properly, during which time I had established no more about the vixen than that she was wandering in the forest and got lost.
"So who will be looking for you?" I asked innocently.
She made a heartfelt sigh, "Likely no one for at least another day.".
With a half hidden grin I emptied a special herb into the stew, it would ensure the night went a little more smoothly.
As the pot bubbled the heat would unlock the active ingredients in the herb, letting it soak into the meat and mask any trace of the herbs flavour.
"Stews done!" I said with a genuine smile, ladling out a bowl of the thick stuff for her and eating the remainder from the pot myself.
We sat, speaking not at all, the only sounds in the clearing those of gastronomical delight. It was good stew.
"My good fox, I can't help but feel indebted to you for saving me, and for this fine meal and" She blushed deeply, "I also feel regret that I have nothing with me to pay you except for the towel I am now attired in."
"My lady!" I admonished, "Do not fret, I am sure we can come to some... arrangement." I reached for her empty bowl, resting my paw half over hers as she handed it to me, she blushed a deep crimson as was evident around her ears. "Perhaps we could conta-" was as far as my proposal got as she leaned forward and pressed her muzzle to mine.
The taste of the stew was evident as she quickly moved closer to me, seeming to need to push her tongue all the way into my mouth. I returned the sentiment and drew her scent, this close it was almost intoxicating.
Slowly our mouths parted and she got an almost shy smile, "I am sure I can think of one," and she reached down to start to loosen the tie on my trousers with her paws, "thing, I can do to repay you."
Her paws were nimble and in a moment they were inside my pants, one reaching down to rub, softly at first then with increased pressure, the base of my shaft and testicles, the other teasing at the end of my sheath.
I groaned out loud and lost my balance, falling backwards. She just seemed to take this as an invitation.
Drawing my pants down further and lifting my shirt slightly, she revealed my crotch to the air, but as my pink length started to emerge it had nothing to fear from exposure as she captured it in her mouth.
Working one hand up and down the base of my shaft, the other supporting herself she worked her tongue around and around my length, flicking it slightly whenever she unwrapped her dexterous oral muscle.
It was amazing, her muzzle worked up and down my length and for my part I grew and grew into the encapsulating orifice.
All at once I felt a tension build, it started at my balls, which she had not neglected to massage frequently, flowing up my shaft, past my large knot which was just shy of working into her mouth, up the narrowing tip to suddenly pour from there down my entire being as I felt myself empty into her.
My hips bucked a few times but at last the flow seemed to stop and I levered myself up a little to look down at the talented vixen.
At some point the towel had come loose, she was there nestled between my legs, naked as the day she was born, smiling back up at me. I felt myself growing again as blood flowed into my member.
"It seems" I panted, "That I have neglected to thank you properly for the show earlier. With your permission ma'am I would" I gulped in another breath, "rectify that?"
She didn't utter a word, merely crawled up me and rolled over beside me. Grinning I followed her and soon found myself laying above the object of my desire.
Bringing my hips forward I felt myself press against her thigh, adjusting I tried again. This time I hit home.
I paused with just the narrow tip of my member within her delicate folds, I adjusted my legs a little to get a better angle and slowly leaned inwards.
Hand reaching involuntarily forward I captured her breast and gave it a soft squeeze as I reached the end of my length. I looked down into her eyes and saw lust and need had filled them, smiling I drew back.
I waited till I was almost clear of her before pushing forward again, repeating this again and again.
"Puh" she said.
I repeated my stroke, going as deep as I could and slowly pulling back out, pausing and doing it again.
"Puh leas" She managed.
My grin widened, maintaining my control I slowed down further, pausing at both ends of my stroke.
"Please just FUCK ME!" She all but yelled after finally being able to draw a breath.
I paused again, my length barely touching her entrance, "That's all I wanted to hear."
The forest was suddenly alive with the lewd sound of my groin meeting hers, I went as fast as she wanted, as fast as she begged me to.
"D'you want this?" I asked her.
My strokes were driving her mad, but I had to hold on long enough.
"Tell me!" I ordered her, stopping suddenly on a back-stroke.
Her eyes widened, she was very near her release, doing this was exquisite torture.
"TELL ME!" I shouted at her.
"Fuck me, please, please fuck me as hard as you can and never stop!" Her words rang into my soul and I slammed myself home and, with a practised little wiggle of my hips and the pressure, my knot was sunk in her.
My hips, now restrained by the tie, worked none the less as hard as they could but before I could reach my end. I felt her muscles tense, it was like a clamp applied directly to my most sensitive area. She opened her jaws and screamed.
The pressure of her grip, the sound of her cry, it loosened me and I felt my own pleasure join hers.
Last thing I noticed before my eyes closed were her own, half lidded and closing.
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I woke first, as was my want, and I looked to the peaceful face of my nights conquest. Our hips were still joined, but my member was mostly flacid and I drew carefully out of her.
Packing my gear in silence, the last thing I did was scrawl a note. With a grin I placed it on the towel that was beside her.
Grinning I trotted off through the forest, tail flailing around happily, my day had started off right.
Oh, the note? Well...
To my love,
I hope you enjoyed your anniversary present.
Your loving fox.
PS. last one home has to cook the other dinner.
And if that's you, go easy on your favourite spice.