Camping
**Disclaimer and semi-claimer: This little story has nothing to do with real life [yet] and is not to be seen that way. If you're under 18 s'your own fault for being here. And only Cel the character belongs to me... the other one [Ara] belongs to a friend of mine. PLEASE do not use them without permissions and e-mail me comments. [NOT FLAMES!] Thankies and enjoy the story - Rhari **
The night was beginning to turn, not that it really mattered. Cel sat on a log in front of a small campfire, prodding the coals with a stick. Her vixen-like body squirmed a little although one could easily tell she was not a true fox. Her ears, shaped distinctly like that of a border collie gave her immediately away. Her tail too, was not tipped in the regular swift fox black but in white like a red or her domesticated canine heritage. Her long red hair was tied tightly in a pony tail, her apparel a blue tee shirt and jeans. Her eyes traveled from the fire that was slowly beginning to go out to the male, setting up a medium sized tent. "I told you we should have completely set up before we went this afternoon." She commented, prodding the fire again.
Arashai, the male, turned on his heel and slipped toward her, his own gray ears pinning down playfully. Being of the wolfen breed he had a much stockier build then she and was also much more social. He scampered toward her catching her in his arms and pulling her from the log. "Bah says I. What does it matter my little one? If we'd left it up all day there'd be bugs in it. You dun want that do you?" He cocked his head to one side, his ears twitching oddly.
A small giggle erupted from the vixen, "alright, alright." She grinned and nuzzled his neck softly, "So... ready for your first night with me?" She blushed at the thought, looking away bashfully.
He moved deftly, catching her muzzle with his paw and lifting it, kissed her. His eyes softened as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Of course, it's the only thing I've dreamed about in the last few months. Falling asleep with you, kissing you, loving you." He chuckled, noting the odd shades of red Cel was changing. "Cel, your cheeks are darker then your fur... that's saying something."
She blushed again, pulling away from him, casting a gaze to the nearly dead fire, "I think it'll be fine...." She flitted away a moment, grabbing her bag then slipping into the tent. Arashai trotted after her, grabbing his own bag, sliding in with her.
Cel sat on the bare floor of the tent, gazing up at him, "Where do you want me to sleep?" She tilted her head to the side, still smiling.
"Well," he pondered mockingly, "I'm sleeping here," He pointed to the top right hand corner, "So you are sleeping," He trailed off, looking around a moment, still mocking her, "The top right hand corner. Sound good to you?"
She chuckled softly, pulling out her sleeping bag and setting it up alongside his. "Alright." She stretched out, subconsciously placing a paw over her stomach as she sighed. Her green eyes drifted shut so she did not notice the wolf sneaking up on her.
The kiss was planted softly on her cheek, it was soft, tender, the perfect little kiss. Arashai smiled down at her, placing a paw on either side as he lay down, snuggling against her, resting his head on her chest while his muzzle opened to lap at her chin. Her little eyes fluttered open and she gazed down at him, muzzle contorting to a soft smile. They lay there a few moments, contemplating what to do next when they both made the decision separately, to stroke the other's face. Perfectly timed were the paws, moving in unison to the other's cheek, stroking between a forefinger and thumb.
Ara was the first to chuckle, getting up, leaning on his elbows and kissing Cel passionately. His hand glided deftly over her stomach and breasts rising to stroke along her neck and collarbone, sending her into a soft chant of little murrs. She got up slowly, reaching behind her and taking out the pony tail, letting the hair drop freely onto her shoulders. He leaned down and brushed it aside, kissing her roughly then pushing her back down and moving directly over top of her.
His hands came back down over top her breasts, giving her nipples a little squeeze, eyes of both shutting in pleasure. Cel kept hers closed as he continued to move downward, his paws finally finding the place where her pants and shirt met. He placed his paws within her shirt, pulling it off from the inside, revealing her blossoming bosom. He closed his eyes as he felt his sheathe begin to expose his hardening rod. He lowered his muzzle, lapping at her breasts, sucking her nipples, playing with them with his tongue.
The female beneath him gave a gentle moan, spurring him onward. Her sex tightened and became wet with anticipation of what he was planning on doing. His paws grazed her sides, traveling downward, playing along her pant line. Her own paws raised, sliding underneath his shirt and repeating the process. She kissed his collarbone then slid her way down, kissing and nipping as she went until she reached his pants. Little hands snaked up and undid the belt and buckle that held the jeans in place, she slid these down. Only having this experience once she began to work through his boxers, finally giving up and lowering them completely. His hard shaft was a gift to her, a marvel. She murred softly then raised herself, licking the head of his cock, fingers delving downward to massage his sac, applying little pressure to it.
Ara could do little but moan as the tight warmth of Cel's mouth took him. A small amount of pre-cum escaped into her mouth and she swallowed hungrily, only arousing him more. What she could not fit in her mouth she stroked, going up and down on his cock a grin on her muzzle. Slowly they shifted poses. Cel now lay on top taking him in her mouth, sucking hard while massaging, Arashai lay moaning beneath her, never having had such pleasure before.
His hips began subconsciously pumping into her mouth, forcing the head of his cock against the back of her throat. Cel gagged a few times, getting used to the feeling of something so large in her mouth. Her small dagger like teeth grazed the head, again causing the male to writhe and moan in pleasure. "Mm, Cel, oh god." he murmured softly, placing his hands on the back of her head, playing with her ears and hair. Cel knowing how to make him come slid her finger past his sac and pressed it into his tail hole, a grin on her lips. She slid her finger upward then hooked it, having the claw play softly on his prostate.
Arashai could no longer contain his pleasure and began to howl. The combined effect of Cel's mouth on his cock and her finger in his rear was too much and he came. Load after load of hot sticky cum filled the vixen's muzzle. She lapped it up, swallowed it all hungrily a grin still on her muzzle.
When she was sure he'd shot off the last of his load she smiled, licking her cum covered chops and taking him from her mouth. She leaned on her arm, murring softly and nuzzling the male's front. "How was it Arashai? Enjoy?" She cooed softly, licking his fur as he lie there, panting on the sleeping bag.
His eyes shut as he tried to reclaim his composure. His ears perked then lie back, his tail slowly beginning to thump against the earth. "Cel, my dear, that was absolutely amazing." He lifted a paw to stroke her cheek, which she gladly accepted, a great grin on her face.
"Ara, I'm pleased I could pleasure you. And I hope you know, I only do what I truly love." She smiled then curled up beside him, topless and happy.
** Rharwen - If you liked the story let me know @ [email protected] I'm really curious as to what people think of my writing **