Cedar Doodle 1 - A trip to the wilds
Sometimes I write small short stories for no other reason than to just get it out of my head.This is one of them though I also wanted to practice first person perspective. Cedar went out to the countryside with some coworkers and one of them had a keen interest in her. Comments and critque welcome though this is just a short unedited doodle.
Aiden was usually one of my best coworkers, smart, attentive, and always sharply dressed but I would've never expected to see him like this. The forrest floor where he knelt was a mix of fallen pine needles, broken branches, and brown leaves, all of which were mid-decomposition. Sunset cast deep shadows in the thickets where I sat upon a fallen log, facing the now blushing collie, though my feline eyes still saw him quite clearly. Usually dressed in crisp collared shirts and tailored slacks now his glasses were askew, flannel shirt unbuttoned, a strain against his belt. We've been in the woods just three days, this being the third night of a weeklong work trip.
When they announced we were going backpacking most of our team balked but it was the perfect getaway for me. Out in the Dedicated Wild we hiked to get to our campsite, far away from all light pollution and civilization, a perfect break from city life. It was fun to get to know my coworkers better too. Working on city planning for the next planetary urban site kept me locked away with my work and I actually didn't know my team well until now. Aiden though, his usual professional drive and uniting leadership had quickly faded as he panted and wheezed all the way up the trail. The poor city boy had never been to the woods, but I was good enough to help him out.
His hands shook nervously, a trait I'd never witnessed before, as he undid the laces of my boots. Holding the thick heel he pulled the soft leather off my paw, the cold evening chill quickly assaulting my foot fur. I flexed my four toe-beans, airing out my matted fur for the first time that day.
"I would've never guessed this was what you liked." I giggled at how much my words made the collie blush.
"Never judge a book by its cover, and I hope I'm not the only one enjoying this." He snickered, deflecting my comment and reaching for my paw. Chestnut furred on the top and ivory white on the bottom my four toed footpaws weren't as fluffy as they usually were after 9 miles of trail in lumber boots but the dog's touch was as tender as ever. I was about to apologize for the state of my matted, and probably still damp, paws but to my surprise Aiden planted his nose between my toes and drew a long almost shuttering breath. It was exciting and for the first time that night I felt as if the passion I had been teasing out of the dog were suddenly my own. My digits tingled encompassed by a warmth that spread through my fur and each of the tiny bones that made up my paw.
He adjusted himself, cradling my heel in one hand and taking my foot in the other his eyes met mine. I couldn't help but smile. He is my superior after all, it is kind of funny. Apparently my smile reassured him because he set his nose in the thicker matted fluff between my toe pads and took a deeper sniff, holding eye contact all the while. That was the thing that finally made me blush. My other foot seemed to itch in it's leather case so I proffered it to Aiden who gave it the same treatment as the last.
Questions came to mind as I relaxed into his pampering. How good a cat's paw could smell to a dog? He does have a better sense of smell than me. Does he have a weird thing for cats? Like is he into the whole predator and prey thing or maybe the old school cat versus dog rivalry? Mostly he just seemed like an uptight guy who was finally relaxing.
A warm wet tongue slid over my pawpad, knocking me out of my fantasizing state and bringing me back to the tiny clearing in the woods. Aiden slid his long flat canine tongue over my pads again sending a shock up my spine and a shudder through my leg. I squeaked, I couldn't help it, a mewling noise that a kitten would make came unbidden to my lips.
"What's a girly noise like that coming from you?" He chuckled, nipping at my claws. "I thought you didn't do girly?"
"Shut up jerk and show me your dick." I felt daring, like I could do anything to this boy and he'd still laugh and kiss my soft spots. I wanted to hear him yelp. Though he averted his eyes, Aiden undid his belt, sliding his pants out of the way of his unexpectedly cute undies. I dropped my paw, running my pads over the bulge straining beneath the cushiony soft designer briefs.
"F-fuck." he held back a whimper. It was too much fun. Dragging the weight of my paw gently down his trapped length made him quiver with gasps and hushed curses. I laughed, stamping my free paw into his face, and noticed I was grinning. I could control him with a slight move of my leg, a poke and drag of a claw, or a squeeze. It was so warm between my pads in the cold night air. With a movement he shifted, my pads now straddling his free length. It felt warm under my pawpaws, saliva and pre making it slip beneath me.
"J-just like that." He whispered. It was easy to just let my pads glide over him, using only the lightest pressure to wrap my toes around his head. Aiden whimpered into my knees, woofets and whines escaping his lips as I eased my pads around his manhood. The adrenaline of bringing someone so low with just my paws sent my heart racing and out of inspiration I grabbed the collie's jaw pulling his face towards mine.
"How long are you gonna last puppy?" I mewled, cackling lowly at the ecstatic look upon his face. He moaned as his resolve failed, coating my paws in spurts and twitches. The sticky warmth matted into my fur and clung to my pads, but I didn't care. The feel of it between my toes was more entertaining tan it was sexy, but still, for some reason it felt nice. "That was a little sudden, huh?" I teased.
Aiden only panted, nuzzling his nose closer to my shorts. They were only loose sporting shorts and his muzzle slipped right up the inside of one of the legs.
"H-hey!" I yelped before I felt a soft tongue glide over my slit. I shuddered and tried to keep my feet off the ground, it wouldn't do to get my sticky paws any dirtier. He licked me again though slower and more purposefully this time. I had already been worked up from all the paw pampering he was heaping on me but this sent me over the edge. The collie licked and lapped and occasionally nibbled at my slit all the while I held each of his ears in a firm grip, guiding and directing his every move. Canine tongues are to die for. I came on his muzzle though I could feel it from my ears to my toes and every bit was relaxing.
Collecting himself back into the "team leader" I knew, Aiden helped put my boots back on, blushing and quiet as he laced them back up knowing they were still wet with his efflorescence. The walk back to camp was quiet, though we were both too giddy to have anything to say.