Roommates1
Amber sat on the guard-rail of her apartment. swishing her lithe striped tail from side to side. "Soon HE will be here." She thought to herself. She was a tiger morph, short only about 5'4, but still attractive despite this. She had a slim, tight muscular body. With pert, small breasts only about b-cups, but perfect in their shape, and slender curves. She had wide, shapely, inviting hips, that accentuated her curvy legs. A mop of red hair "crowned" her heart shaped face, while sparkling emerald eyes beguiled, and intimidated. A short coat of orange and black fur completed the package.
She flicked her little pink tongue across her lips thinking about him, sighing in lust. HE was a snake morph, black mamba to be precise. His name was Loran. He had been her roommate for the past year, and he was everything she ever wanted: dark, sharp of wit, mysterious, quiet, a complete gentlemen. The only thing that detracted from him was his almost complete lack of interest in her. Oh, they were friends, childhood friends actually. They ate together, saw the latest sci-fi flick together, got drunk together....... but whenever somebody even insinuated they were on a date, or heaven forbid an actual couple he would become apprehensive and try to get as much distance between him and her as possible. He wasn't gay the almost constant stream of women who shared his bed proved that. Sighing to her self she took out her butterfly knife (a gift from Loran) and began to sharpen it, waiting for her prey.
Loran was walking home wearing his usual attire: a plain black trench coat, dark blue Levi's, and a black t-shirt. his whip-cord tail flickering behind him like a thin trail of smoke. Today had been rough, of course every day was rough if you were a bounty hunter. In the year 2035 a second "renaissance" took place. A veritable explosion of technological, and social advances took place. One of these advances was morphing. Combining the genes of human, and animal to create a new race: the Morphs. Of course most of the original test subjects were criminals, and unfortunately over 70% escaped, and performed the operations on their cronies, and gangs. Law enforcement simply couldn't keep up, and the bounty hunter's guild was established. Unburdened by regulations, and in some areas the law. Bounty hunters proved incredibly effective at curbing the crime wave, becoming even more efficient when legal morphing was established.
Little of that mattered to Loran however. The fact that many criminals were morphs made him subject to prejudice, and outright violence sometimes. today was no different the local police imprisoned him when he was about to bag the 5th street raper. His contacts in the guild freed him, but while he was in the can, Harren, a pureblood captured his mark, collecting double the reward for capturing him in the act, and therefore providing evidence for the rapists conviction. Well at least one criminal was off the streets, and Amber would be at their apartment to greet him. Amber always brought a smile to his face. Her fiery personality, and sarcasm always cheered him. Of course her presence brought other problems. She was HOT, at times Loran would simply stare at her while she was painting or sleeping admiring her exotic, petite looks. Her flouncing way of moving made things worse. She wore a bra most of the time, but that still didn't stop her perky tits from bouncing every time she took a step. Her hips swayed when she moved, and she had a habit of walking on all fours looking as if she were about to pounce on something. This of course gave him a good view of her curvaceous, round, and firm ass. He had to lock himself in the bathroom many a night, his rigid cock almost bursting. Her looks weren't the only things that made her attractive. She was intelligent. He could speak to her about philosophy, and the latest politics. She was the perfect women, and deserved far better than him, a rough, dark, anti-social bounty hunter. He unlocked the door to his modest apartment, and saw her sitting on the guard-rail. with a beer in one hand, and her butterfly knife in the other. She smiled when she saw him that predatory smile that always left him a little stiff. "Hello Amber". Jumping off the guard-rail onto the small balcony she sauntered over to him, her eyes burning with something that Loran couldn't identify. "Hello Loran" smiling sinfully she wrapped her arms around his sinuous neck and kissed him deeply. Surprised he tried to push her away, but she drove her tongue into his mouth and kissed him hungerly her ruby red lips devouring his jaw line licking, kissing, sucking, she pulled back breathlessly to remove her white tube top, she wasn't wearing a bra, and her small tits sprang free, her coral pink nipples peeking up almost shyly from her white chest fur.. In shock Loran stood paralyzed for a minute before speaking. "Amber.....w...what are you doing?!!!" gazing at him she replied " I'm seducing you Loran" she then moved to embrace him her arms circled around his muscular back, her breast pressed up against his hard chest. "No, no this isn't right were only roommates." Purring she nuzzled his neck "yes, but I'd rather have you as my life mate". "You have a boyfriend!" "No, I have a cockless prude who steals my hard earned money.......why do you deny this, am I unattractive to you? an undesirable mate?" Gazing at her lithe sensuous body he could only whisper out huskily into her ear "oh no you are.........very desirable." "Then why do you say no.......say yes" she kissed him. "This is not right" again her lip met his "I...." "give in lover you want it I can smell it"
her eyes now feral she stripped him of his coat, and his shirt pausing for a moment to observe his naked torso and chest. They were covered in jet black soft scales just like the rest of him. but underneath those scales was hard muscle, he didn't have a six pack,but his stomach was smooth, flat, and tight. His small black nipples stiffened when she caught them between her fingers, and pinched them gently, causing him to moan. Purring she she kissed his neck again,and again, sending soft waves of pleasure coursing through him. "say yes, for me Loran". Her kisses trailed to his erect nipples and she kissed each before tenderly biting his left nub. "YES!!!!" he cried out panting. Smiling she unbuttoned his pants, and bit onto his zipper pulling it down with her teeth. His pants were flung over into the corner, his boxers soon followed, along with her jeans. she stood in front of him, her nakedness covered by her black silk and lace thong, and two strategically placed hands. "If you want me I'm yours, but you have to take me like I'm your women, your mate, your bitch" smiling she uncovered her breast and bended over the couch her tail curled up exposing her round behind. Her thong was so wet with her juices that Loran could see her cunt up against the fabric. Hissing He went over to her and grasped her shapely hips like a wild beast he tore off her thong, and bent over molding his chest to his back, he hissed harshly against her neck his warm breath teasing her neck. She was panting now, moaning softly, and every now and then she deliciously pressed her shapely rump against his crotch. Groaning now he thrust in.
She squealed when he thrust he had RIDGES on his cock, soft, fleshy ridges that encircled his cock, each time he thrust in those ridges would rub up against her clit. It drove her wild. Murring she gripped onto the couch, he was thrusting so hard and so fast that he was hurting her, but it was a delicious pain a pain that she couldn't get enough of. Screaming now she thrust her hips back at him to meet his thrusts. "Oh, Loran!!!! yes yes yes more, love, I need more"
He was more than happy to deliver, she was tight and muscular, every now and then her inner walls would squeeze onto his throbbing cock. Groaning he thrust into her every now and then she would go rigid and let loose a lusty scream as she climaxed, but she wanted more. The pleasure was beginning to get to much for him he bit down on her neck, she let out a little yelp, and then a deep, continous moan as she felt his fangs touched her nerves triggering her most raw, most electric, most pleasureable climax in her life. She felt his burning seed shoot inside her and she welcomed the warm liquid savoring it. Knowing in her womb a child he would sire. She blacked out with that last thought in her mind.
Panting he collapsed on her trying to catch his breath for a minute. Until he noticed that she was asleep. Smirking he gathered her into his arms and led carried her to his room. Unconciously she wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled against his chest lightly purring. He layed her gently onto his bed and joined her. Falling asleep to the sound of her breathing, with her in his arms.