A Fated Meeting
CONTENT: M/F, Wolves, Knot, Public Sex, Water, Vaginal, Relationships, Sexual-tension build up and first time (non virginal though).
This story is about two anthro-wolves, Aelani and Ghent. A little background, Aelani and Ghent had flirted and flirted for months. It was always a game of give and take, verbal jousting and seeing whom could outdo the other and neither one ever wanted to admit that they really cared. Until one day....and a fateful meeting.
COPYRIGHT:
Aelani copyright me. Ghent copyright his player.
Aelani was sitting upon the edge of the tiled fountain when Ghent finally found her. The gray wolfess appeared for all the world to look at ease, the ice-queen calmly looking towards the bare-chest wolf as he emerged from around the corner. She stared boldly back at the other gray wolf, giving him a little smirking look with an arrogant tilt of her dark head, the arching of one sculpted brow of ebony silently attesting to the ever present challenge in her lofty emerald gaze.
Ghent folded his arms across his bare chest in a patient gesture, his black eyes holding her own as he waited in silence, the seemingly constant battle of wills between them ensuing once more.
Aelani tipped up her chin a bit more and gave him a saucy little look before snapping out, "What!?"
A slow, lopsided grin started to trace Ghent's black lips as he watched the haughty wolfess, and unfolding his sinewy arms, he started to move in her direction, striding confidently towards where the wolfess presently sat perched upon the edge of the large fountain. As he closed the distance between them, he could not help but smirk as she lifted up her proud little chin a notch higher. He would expect nothing else, not from this wolfess, the one whom had haunted his dreams and thoughts for so many a night.
"Why did you leave?" His voice was soft, calm, sure.
Aelani gave Ghent another little smirk, the wolfess reaching forward with one paw to idly flick her long, graceful fingers over the top of her short black skirt, smoothing out an imaginary wrinkle or two before she gave an indifferent shrug, looking off to one side as she murmured, "Just felt like leaving."
Ghent pursed his lips, thick brow slashing down over his dark eyes as he gazed at the wolfess, not believing her for a moment, in truth thinking her previous actions smacked of jealousy instead of indifference. He watched for her a quiet moment, thinking back to how she'd suddenly stormed off from the bar when it seemed to him that she wasn't getting the attention from him she wanted. The knowledge made him smile. He was getting to her after all.
A silken strand of her long dark hair fluttered on the passing breeze, the softly curling end tugging its way across part of her chin and neck before she reached up with an easy grace to pull it back aside. She looked to Ghent, waiting for him to say something.
Ghent took another step, his paws reaching out to rest upon the tops of her thighs as he came between her parted, dangling legs and gave her a disarming smile. He said nothing at all, just looked into her lovely face as the pad of his left thumb brushed over the soft fur of her right thigh.
Aelani's brows drew down in confusion, having expected some sort of verbal joust as was their norm, but this soft touch and smile threw her off-kilter. She looked down to his paws upon the tops of her legs and then lifted her gaze back to him, looking as if she had something to say or ask, but yet she said nothing.
Ghent displayed a roughish grin and suddenly tightened his paws upon her shapely thighs, giving her a half little shove backwards upon the ledge as he teased, "What if I were to toss you in?"
With a gasp, she automatically reached out for him, quickly grabbing at his arms as she looked back over her shoulder at the sparkling aqua-blue water behind her and then back to Ghent, narrowing her eyes as she hissed in a daring tone, "You wouldn't..."
With a brow arching upwards, the gray wolf quipped in a light, teasing tone while affording her a devilish grin, "Oh wouldn't I?"
Aelani suddenly gasped, a genuine grin tugging across her parted lips as she scrambled to reach up higher on Ghent's arms, her fingers clenching into his fur as he pushed himself further between her thighs and started to tip her backwards towards the bubbling, churning water.
"Ghent! No!" She laughed, the wolfess smiling despite herself as she clung to him, trying to keep him from pushing her back into the water of the fountain.
Ghent grinned, thoroughly enjoying himself as he tipped Aelani dangerously backwards, leaning out over her in order to force her back. She let out an 'Ack!' while her fingers crawled up over his upper arms and he pushed her back and down enough to make some of her long hair dip into the water.
She let out a grrr and tightened her grip on the male wolf, saying with a laugh, "Ooooh, you're dead now!"
Ghent just chuckled, his pawhand slipping down under the backs of her thighs, easing upwards as he hefted her up a bit and prepared to dump her into the blue water behind her.
Aelani flailed, trying to do what she could to stop from being dumped into the water and as he lifted her briefly, scooting her rump back across the tiles of the ledge, she reached down and grabbed him by the waistband of his baggy jeans, hanging on for all she was worth. "If I go in, so do you!"
With a rich chuckle torn from his throat, Ghent crawled forward, inching up over the ledge himself with one knee upon it as he went to dump the clinging wolfess into the water, not really caring if he got wet too.
Aelani sucked in her breath and held it just as she got dumped backwards into the two foot deep pool at the base of the fountain. She hung onto his waistband as long as she could , her other paw flailing as her head went under the water and she landed with a large splash.
She spluttered and spit water out of her mouth as she pushed back up on her elbows and tried to blink the water out of her eyes, the roaring sound of the spraying, tumbling water all around them. Aelani couldn't help but laugh as she looked down to see Ghent's head buried in the water between her bent legs, his front paws still hanging onto his now very wet victim while his legs hung partway out of the fountain at an odd, upwards angle, bare footpaws jutting up into the air.
With another roughish grin plastered across his wet muzzle, the wet wolf lifted his head from the water between her spread thighs and spewed a stream of water at her. Aelani laughed and shook her head at him, watching as he winked and pulled himself fully into the fountain, getting just as wet as she. She watched, looking up into his eyes as he stalked further up over her on his paws and knees, his dripping muzzle stopping just inches above the swell of her wet, covered breasts, the white cotton of her soaked shirt making it fairly transparent.
Aelani found her breath catching as he looked to her, staring at her a long silent moment before he simply lowered his head and began to nuzzle against the top of her wet shirt, pressing his chin to her chest while his dark eyes never left her own.
Almost immediately she shivered, but not from the cold since the water was indeed warm, her heart was racing, the blood pounding in her veins as Ghent nuzzled against her. Without asking permission, Ghent reached up with one paw and tugged at the wet, clinging fabric of her shirt, pulling it up over her chest to expose the soft white lace of her bra and the ripe swells that the translucent material strained to contain.
With his eyes upon hers, Ghent lowered his head, licking and nuzzling softly over the soaked lace and wet fur while watching Aelani inhale, long dark lashes starting to drape downwards as her eyes began to partially lid.
Aelani felt her nipples almost immediately stiffen, the pink nubs pushing lewdly up against the soft lace of her nearly see through bra as Ghent loomed between her yawning thighs, nuzzling at her chest. With a dark glint in his eyes, she watched as Ghent inched up over her, fingers bunching into the front of her lacy bra, curling under the thin band under her breasts before lifting up and giving the material a powerful yank.
The wolfess gasped out as the soaked material gave way under his pulling paws with a tearing rip that sent her back arching upwards. Her white-furred breasts sprang into immediately into view, the pink peaks hard and erect as the mounds wobbled and jiggled before rolling back into place upon her wet chest.
Ghent looked up into her face for a moment longer, the hunger evident in his gaze before he lowered his muzzle to her chest and eagerly latched onto one stiff nipple, flicking over the sensitive bud with his tongue, pushing it back and forth in his sucking mouth as his lips pressed up against the sweet, pliant mound.
Aelani closed her eyes, letting out a soft little moan as her back arched up again, her fingers flexing and arching at her sides as she yearned to reach out and touch him, to bury them in his dark fur. But, she couldn't, not without risking her head going under the lightly churning water.
Ghent wanted more as soon as his lips touched upon her bare breast and with a groan, he closed his eyes, suckling hard as his other paw came up to squeeze and cup her free tit, eagerly mashing the D-cup mound up against her chest as he felt the blood surge powerfully within him. Somewhere down deep inside, he'd always known it would be that way with her when this inevitable moment arrived. One touch of her would never be enough.
And with that thought in mind, he abruptly lifted up with his muzzle, making Aelani gasp out softly and arch as he tugged her hard nipple upwards, elongating it before it popped free of his wet mouth and snapped back into place upon mound, making the latter jiggle. Before she could make a protest he slunk up over her, muzzle descending again as his eyes met hers just before his lips claimed her own.
She mmmphed up into the kiss, swiftly closing her eyes again as she twisted her muzzle slightly to one side, eagerly pushing it back up against his demanding lips as he pulled her into a lusty kiss. A battle of tongues ensued, pushing, shoving, coaxing, flicking, the sleek appendages gliding back and forth, tangling as the turbulent kiss raged on and his large paw squeezed down over her wet tit making her arch.
With a soft groan of wanton need, Aelani pressed up with her muzzle to keep the contact of Ghent's lips, the wolfess drinking from his lips with open need and abandon, giving into the passion inspired by some many months of their flirting and playing, so much time baiting the other, coaxing their passions and need affections. This union was long in the coming and now that she had his lips upon her own, she knew nothing and no one could stop the unmovable tide of their passion, a fated meeting of bodies, hearts, and souls that was at long last having its due.
Ghent's could not stop himself, and with a moan against Aelani's lips and his eyes tightly closed, he left the supple mound of her wet tit to stroke an urgent path downwards over her taught belly and trim waist, fingers quickly rucking up the floating fabric of her skirt to shove it aside with a deft flick of the wrist, his wet fingers eagerly claiming a hold on her covered mound, gripping her from front to back. Aelani inhaled against his demanding lips, eyes opening to small slits as she kissed him back and gazed into his face while she felt the surgance of his fingers soon finding their way to the wet, pliant material of her thong. The heat of her pussy palpable through that gauzy material, fabric that proved merely a moment's aggravation as Ghent's questing fingers quickly nudged the thin strip aside and slipped a pair of fingers up to stroke upon the satiny petals of her bare mound.
His eyes opened then, dark and intense as his panting breath mingling with her own, their mouths ever touching and brushing, tongues flicking and gliding. Still staring into her sultry emerald depths, he redirected a finger, sliding up along her slit to teasingly brush over the mostly hidden bud of her clit before dipping back down and pushing inside her. Tearing her lips briefly from his, she let out a throaty gasp, soft mouth hanging upon as she looked at him with all of her denied need and passion. So much time between them, so much time they'd waited and delayed this meeting and now it was here at last, no more denials, no more pretended misgivings, no more verbal jousting, no more refusing to acknowledge what was there.
Curling her hips upwards, she helped to impale his pressing finger, letting him feel just how hot and wet she was, and how tight. As Ghent groaned at her wiggling, he dipped his head once more reclaiming her lips in a turbulent kiss while tugging and then thrusting his finger back inside her, this time with a mate.
Aelani whimpered into his kiss, closing her eyes again as she kissed him back and shifted onto one elbow enough to try to reach down towards his belly, wanting, needing to feel him. She felt his stomach tighten as her fingers skimmed over his belly, tracing back and forth over his waistband before she suddenly felt a paw upon her own as Ghent abruptly shoved hers down to the front of his jeans, the wolf pressing down against her paw as he does, letting her feel just how hot and hard he is.
The touch is her undoing and with a moan of pure need, she squeezed down upon the stiff outline of his cock, making Ghent buck down against her paw in reaction. With a hot, lustful mashing of mouths and tongues, she panted into his kiss while squeezing and pressing up against his straining cock, so nicely detailed by the clinging of his wet jeans. Wanting more, her fingers went up to his waistband, quickly tugging at the top button to try to yank it open so she could get her paw down inside, wanting, desperate almost to feel the hot touch of his cockflesh against her paw.
Oh Gods....so hot, so hard, the feel of his throbbing wolfhood against her paw, the drilling staccato of his fingers inside her slick pussy making her lift and buck, curling her hips up to help push his pair of fingers inside her sweltering heat. His thumb brushed over and pressed up against her clit as he ground his fingers into her snug pussy, making her experience a stab of need and longing so intense within her loins, it made her toes curl as she arched in response and let out another panting moan against his lips. Despite the water, she was so slick and wet and hot around Ghent's thrusting fingers, it nearly drove him mad, and it let out his own groan of need against the wolfess' mouth as they continued to try to kiss.
Hurriedly, she pushed at his wet jeans, trying to peel them downwards and when they did not readily cooperate, clinging tightly instead to his flexed thighs because of their soaked state, Ghent abruptly pulled his fingers from her cunt and pushed his jeans down himself, struggling to kick them off his legs and footpaws all while trying to maintain the contact of their hungry kiss.
Realizing Aelani could not lean back fully in the water without her head going under, he pulled her up with one arm strung around her lower back while his other plunged down into the water beside him, helping him find his balance as he sat, back against the edge of the fountain's pool. Their lips parted but a moment before he tugged Aelani down into his lap, the paw formerly at his side going to grip the base of the red cock that jutted up so needfully from his lap, the wolf determined to keep it upright and in position as he urged her down. With a whimpering whine, Aelani tried her best to keep looking into his eyes but found the pleasure just too intense as she felt his throbbing heat pushing up between her wet thighs as she went to sit upon him. She had to close her eyes, breaking the kiss as she let out a blissful sigh as his cock nudged up along her inner thighs before stabbing up against the bottom of her thong, pushing the wet lace inwards against her heated opening, threatening to go in despite it before she could manage to reach down and yank the narrow strip aside, her fingers brushing lovingly against his hardness as his hips lifted of their own accord, seeking the home denied him so long, too long.
Arms snaking around her waist, Ghent held her in place and then slowly directed her down, his eyes opening a fraction of an inch as he gazed up into her upturned face, thinking just how beautiful she looked in her passion. Turning her gaze back down to his, she locked eyes, long dark hair streaming chaotically, wetly, down around her face, shoulders, neck and arms and he thought she looked every inch the Goddess. Her green eyes looked down at him from beneath dark sooty lashes stuck with a few tiny beads of water that sparkled like diamonds, the emerald depths of her eyes were tinged with a dark smoky gray that only lent to her sultry look, her lips were soft and parted as she panted, slightly puffed and reddened from the fierce kissing they'd been doing. Those same lips lifted up at the corners, pulling into the softest of smiles as she let out a gasp, shivering as the thick tip of his hard cock breached the fiery sanctity of her wet pussy, his head pushing her labia wide, making the tender half moons nestle wetly down around his crown as he started to impale her.
Another gasp followed, her eyes widening for a moment before she leaned her muzzle back down to place an infinitely tender kiss upon his upturned face as her pawhands went to the tops of his shoulders, hanging on for support and balance as his paws slid to her shapely hips and drew her inexorably down. Inch after thick inch of his red spire pushed up inside her, nudging deeper and deeper, spreading her, stretching her with his girth as he drew her to that fateful meeting.
He was ready to meet her lips, kissing back gently at first with a restrained passion that she felt in the subtle quaking of his muscles under her fingers, fingers she stroked and brushed, tenderly tracing over his shoulders and back as she was fitted to his lap, the dark wolf not stopping until she was fully impaled but for his already forming knot.
Ghent shifted his paws, moving to lift her up again, making his cock tug backwards through her clinging walls and he could not help but groan against her lips, marveling in just how tight she was, so silken, so smooth, so utterly divine. It amazed him, how her walls so greedily took every inch he gave her, suckling up that burning spire of crimson, massaging and squeezing with almost intolerable heat down upon him. He had to start moving faster, his need demanded it.
As much as either one of them might liked to have had a leisurely pace, neither could stand it, consumed with their need as they were. The pace was quick and harsh, unrelenting as he pulled her up only to drop her back down, impaling her time and again on his hard, throbbing cock. She was quick to join in, using the grip upon his shoulders and back to help rock herself up to her knees before pushing back down to meet his upwards thrusts as he pushed down on her hips and rump.
The water splashed and sloshed around them, but neither cared. The world around the pair melted away leaving only two mouths, two bodies, two hearts as they writhed and bucked against one another. Aelani moved her hips forward and down, undulating and grinding with each of her hurried movements, breaths, gasps coming faster and faster as the world blurred around them. Ghent's grip tightened on her ass and hips, clawtips digging in as he yanked her back down harder while bucking up as hard as he could, slapping the ball of his already swollen knot to her puffy labia. The harder and deeper he ground against her, the more she panted and moaned, gasping out as she writhed harder, faster, bouncing in his lap as fast as she could.
Ghent knew at once he had to get inside, all of him, the wolf shuddering as the feral urges thus far held at bay threatened to overtake him, making him growl out against her lovely little mouth even as he kissed and nipped at her lips. His paws tightened upon her hips, the grip unforgiving as he yanked her down again and again while thrusting and grinding up, mashing his knot well into the wet, yawning embrace of her labia, stretching her further, trying to get his knot inside.
That knot drove her to distraction, making her tear her lips from his own as her muzzle angled upwards and she let out a panting gasp, moaning into the mist-filled air as Ghent continued to drive up against her, the stretch becoming painful in part, but that only lent to the increased pleasure. Her fingers curled down tightly over the tops of his wet shoulders, clawtips digging in as she arched back, chin pointing up into the air while her long dark tresses cascaded wetly down over her shoulders and back in a tousled mess of curls and long damp strands. She ground and ground back down against him as she held that position, her undulating hips exaggerating her movement, slowly as she stayed down in his lap, held fast by the grip on her hips and rump.
Ghent needed no further invitation, his muzzle flashing forth to snatch up her pretty little neck in his jaws, head tilting to the side as a low vibrating growl poured forth from hips lips around her captive throat. Aelani let out another gasp, shuddering at the delightful feel of his sharp teeth upon her wet neck and before she could even suck in another labored breath, he snapped up hard with his hips while his fingers tightened upon her hips, keeping her in place as he drove his knot up against her yawning opening and finally succeeded in punching that knobby bit of wolven flesh inside.
He jerked immediately, the sweltering tightness of her pussy so snuggly fitted around his cock and knot his undoing and with a bucking groan, he started to unload into her, thick cock twitching as it spewed jet after hot jet of his cum deep into her. He bucked again and again, rocking her in his lap as the waves of his release took him.
Aelani was quick to follow, crying out but a second after Ghent groaned and began to cum in her, the wolfess shuddering as her stretched pussy spasmed, clenching and releasing repeatedly down around Ghent's fat knot and cock as she reached her own much needed climax. Panting hard through both open mouth and nose, she kept her head back, letting Ghent maintain his grip on her throat. Again and again, she shivered, trembling as her tender walls rippled and pulsed, squeezing down against the trapped cock and swollen knot within her over and over, seemingly an endless onslaught before the crushing of her inner muscles began to ease.
As Ghent's passion began to subside to a dull throb, residual squirts of cum flooding into her already full embrace now and then, he finally loosened his hold on her throat, pulling back with a soft murr of contentment, the wolf licking tenderly at her neck before nosing up under her chin as she slowly started to lower her head again. Panting hard, the wolfess pressed her cheek into Ghent's, eyes closed as she shuddered once more as her pussy gave one last spasm around his embedded wolfhood.
Turning his muzzle into her own, the dark wolf looked at Aelani under hooded eyes, smiling tiredly as he nuzzled against her before giving her a tender kiss. Aelani smiled in response, still panting hard as her leaned in to brush her lips over Ghent's before leaning her forehead in against his as they sit tied in the fountain, her arms wrapped around him and his her.
With a rumbling chuckle sounding of tired contentment, Ghent nosed into her cheek and whispered in typical Ghent-fashion, "So, I guess this means you like me?"
Aelani huffed and gave him a poke in the side before whispering back in typical Aelani-fashion, a smile still upon her parted lips, "Oh....shut up"