Day out with my Wolf
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Hello. For those of you reading this story, my name is Chad, a yellow-furred wolf, and this is one of the tails, pun intended, of my outings with my pet, companion and mate, Chelle.
As I woke up in the morning, I stretched and looked to my alarm clock. The time was 7:15 in the morning, giving me still about an hour to prepare before my lover woke up. For us both, I began cutting up some steak left over from dinner last night. Humming softly, the knife cut through the rare and still juicy meat. I pride myself on my ability to cook for the two of us, even though now and then I have to add some pills to her steak so she gets a bit more extra nutrition.
I was in the middle of prepping the salad when I heard the clicking of claws on the linoleum. Turning around, I smiled to Chelle as she came into the kitchen. Her fur was somewhat dishevelled after last night's activities. Kneeling down to scritch behind her ear, I chuckled softly.
"Have a good sleep, hon?" Messing up her fur some with a smile, she gave a soft bark and a lick to my cheek and a wag of her tail. Yes, my mate is a feral wolf. Of course, that's not quite so weird as I myself am a wolf anthro, or "furry" as some call us. You see, most would call me a freak for falling in love with Chelle, but thankfully it isn't exactly against the laws anymore. My fur is orange over most of my body, except for my cream underbelly. Chelle is a lovely example of a grey wolf, her fur was kept soft by the combination of shampoo and conditioner I use, as well as fur softener. Must take good care of her and myself.
Standing up and finishing my salad,I put the food in the fridge for now as I got myself and Chelle into the shower. It was a bit more costly on the water bill, but it made the feeling more intimate than a bath ever could. Of course, being naked in the shower with the one you love is ALWAYS a good thing. Turning the water on, I let it get to the proper temperature, even a little cooler than we usually do, as we will make it warmer ourselves.
Chelle was in the shower first, letting the water cascade over her as she sat there. Turning to face me, she gave me one of those looks that said 'We're not getting out until I'm satisfied' and I knew the bills would be a little bit higher today. Stripping down and getting in the shower, I grabbed the fur shampoo we both used, one thing I saved on, and began to lather it into her fur. Making sure to get all over her back, I made small peaks with her fur before working along her chest. Soft murrs and yips were coming from her, so I knew I was doing a good job. Her fur was a bit matted, but not clumped, as it was probably from yesterday's romps.
Rubbing and massaging the shampoo into her fur, she knew what was coming and stood up. My hands worked around her body as I moved over her, nearly mounting her as I knew she liked. Of course, I was still contained in my sheath, so all she got was a soft poke to the butt, which got her tail wagging, teasing me.
"Heh, keep that up, and we won't be getting out of here for an hour." She looked back and gave a sideways smile, causing me to shake my head. "You were hoping, weren't you?" Giving her nose a boop, I laughed as she sneezed from the bubbles left on her nose. Well, not a good thing to mess with the lady, and even more when she's hungry, as Chelle usually only eats once a day, big meal as it is.
Figuring I should get started, my hands wandered along her stomach, making sure to get the fur clean, but as I approached her flanks, my fingers quested and teased along her nipples. Wiggling some side to side, I let my sheath rub along her butt, almost contoured to me as the tip of my shaft began peeking out. Murring softly as the blunt tip poked against her, I figured it would end up being another long shower, not that either of us minded.
Thankfully she was as into this as I was, as her spade was slightly swollen and dripping, and not completely from the shower. Now, most would be put off by the fact of shower sex, but it just feels like an energetic romp in the rain. Rubbing her teats as I pushed slowly in, I could feel her stretching around me. Soft woofs and murrs to let me know she was enjoying it as well, as well as her tail tapping my side. Sliding in slowly, I nipped her neck, feeling her body ripple around me in response to the throbbing of my shaft. Moving slowly to start, as there wasn't much lubrication yet, we just stood there, enjoying each inch of insertion. Once I was fully inserted, knot not yet swelling, I pulled out to the tip, only to push back in, moving faster as our fluids gave more ease of access. The shower was nice, making it feel like the first time we enjoyed each others company in the rain.
There is nothing quite like being out in nature, with no one or nothing to screw up the intimacy we enjoyed often. As we continued moving against each other, her tail wrapped about me as mine swayed back and forth in time with the thrusts. Soon we were both growling and grunting each time I hilted, my sac smacking against her legs. Each motion brought more swelling to my knot, and Chelle did not let me rest. I knew she would not be happy until we were tied, so I continued pounding into her, the flesh inside was like smooth wet silk, and getting wetter each second.
We ended up taking an hour in the shower, most of the time was waiting out the tie while I finished bathing her and myself. Of course, once we were separated, she turned around and began to lick me clean of our combined juices. Now, anyone who has done this, knows just how flexible a dog's tongue is. Add in the control of a sentient creature, and she was keeping me hard the whole time. Of course, being the kind lover I am, I reciprocated and cleaned her up as well. We then began to get dried, though it took a bit as she shook most of her water off.... onto me. Laughing, once we were dry, we sat and cuddled in front of the tv, watching the news and making sure the evening would be alright.
That evening, we headed to the park. The weather was nice, if not a little chilly, but those with fur were nice and warm. Me and Chelle headed to our usual spot, just near the forest's edge, overlooking the lake it had. It wasn't much, but it was still something we both enjoyed. Leaning back, we started eating slowly, I with my salad, and Chelle with her steak. Neither of us being in any rush, we simply sat there together, enjoying the atmosphere.
Once we were done, we cuddled some, nuzzling and licking each other. Of course, Chelle had something on her mind, as she nosed her way into my crotch. Figuring I had spilled something, I looked, but could not find anything. "What is it Chelle? Wanting some fun out here?" She looked up to me and gave a soft 'woof' and I shed my pants, socks and shoes. At this, she gave a lick and nuzzle against my sheath, teasing me with the hot breath combined with the cool air had me sliding out. She knew JUST what to do to get me going. Figuring she'd stop, I was about to stand, only for her to growl at me.
Staying seated, I leaned back against the tree, and let Chelle do as she wanted. At first she just swirled her tongue along my shaft to the tip, and back down to where my knot would swell later. Opening her jaws, she took my tip into her mouth and suckled slightly. This was new to me, and the sensation was astounding. I'd recieved blow jobs before, but the fact it was Chelle made it better than all the rest. Bobbing her head slowly, she worked her way down my length, getting deeper each time. Soon she would lift to the tip, swirling her tongue some before taking a break, panting some to catch her breath.
Slurping her way down to the base, she began swallowing, her throat massaging me just as much as if I'd been in the other end. Gasping and groaning throughout the whole ordeal, I was holding back to enjoy the sensation. Of course, she was pretty skilled, and I would never find out how she learned, and had me on the edge. However, just as she pulled back to relax her throat and get some extra breath, the puff of hot air sent me over the edge.
"Aaaaahhhhhh." Was all I could say as I came, covering her face in my seed. As I came down, I saw what had happened, and blushed as she had such a surprised look on her face. "I'm sorry love. I was going to warn you I was on edge, but I guess I was too late." Moving to hold her close, I licked her face clean, even getting some of the other strands that had gone over her head. Getting dressed, as I didn't want people to see me, dick hard and out, with my lovely wolf companion. The world still didn't understand, but it would in time.
After we both relaxed, mainly cause I could barely walk, we heard some hooping and hollering. Wondering why, we both jumped some as the fireworks went off. Neither of us expected them, and it was a nice way to end the night. After the show, we both stretched and yawned, almost tempted to sleep here. But, a last minute thought came in to my head. Chelle and I always enjoyed a morning romp, and the park would fill with children in the morning. Not the best combination, so we headed home, both sleeping a deep sleep, curled up with the most important being in the world, each other.