Week 1: Wolf's Embrace
Week 1 story for Busy Paws Writing Workshop
Just a short snippet.
I lay there in my warm bed, the smooth sheets enveloping my form as fantastical dreams swam through my mind. Visions of adventure, war and love embraced me, until my sleep was interrupted by a firm pressure on the toned V of my waist. My eyes gradually open, still laden with the remnants of my sleep, though it soon dissipates at the sight of perfection above me.
Any trace of lethargy left my body as I beheld her form, the soft, short fur silvery in hue. Two golden eyes, glassy with love and warmth, sat above a black, glistening nose. Smiling, I couldn't help but wonder how she got in, but at the moment I didn't really care. My heartbeat quickened as I trailed my eyes downward over her lithe form, muscles toned yet slender. Above those sculpted abs rested two large, perfect orbs, adorned with pert, black nipples that pressed against my own as she leaned down, touching my lips in a tender kiss. It took me aback, as she had never really shown this kind of affection before.
A new kind of warmth spread through my body as we lay there together, human and wolf in a symbiotic embrace. I wrapped my arms around her back, fingers trailing through her fur as I pulled her beautiful form tightly against mine. My body could feel every curve of her soft form, and I could help but admire her toned perfection. A familiar pressure built within my loins as my manhood began to fill out, throbbing against her warm, inviting sex.
The wolf broke the kiss to let out a soft moan at the sensation. Not wanting to move too fast, I paused, blushing. I didn't want to ruin what we already had, least of all for the sake of lust. However my worries were allayed when she smiled down at me, descending again to give my neck a loving nip. Reaching down, she guided my member into the warmth of her slick depths, eliciting a heavy moan from both of us. How amazing those tight, wet walls felt after all this time. Finally we would be able cement our unspoken love.
I began to push into her steadily, guided by the muscular contractions milking my throbbing flesh, as if it wanted to keep me from pulling out. Marveling at just how strong her canal was, I increased my pace steadily... slowly. Her eyes closed with the sensations, moaning softly with every thrust as she met me halfway, pushing her hips downward with each pulse. Minutes... hours... days... time was irrelevant. We were both in our own world, and nothing else mattered except each other.