Mischievous Dreamwalker
A dreamwalker finds a way to release some stress with a passionate feline.
It was past midnight as Ceth dragged himself through the quiet town. His shoulders drooped, betraying his tall slender body. It had been a tiresome night out working, warding off the usual stress induced nightmares from some noble or other. He had even had to enter an especially malicious dream, filled with all sorts of vile monstrosities best forgotten.
"I could really use some entertainment."
Of course, in a town like this, everyone slept by midnight, so it was a futile wish.
As Ceth walked, close to falling asleep himself, his ears perked up. Well, not his actual ears, but the ones that were keen on hearing the dreams of others. He took a few steps sideways, and found the source of the sounds. Someone was having an exceedingly good time in their dreams, and unwittingly broadcasting it to all who could hear such things.
This will do nicely for entertainment.
Ceth muttered an incantation, and the next step he took disappeared into the air, leaving only a ripple where it should have been. The dark street was replaced by a sea of color, vague pictures from dreamers all around. He honed on the excited whimpering he heard before, and stepped inside the dream.
The dream was much too plain for his taste. A worn down wooden room, with a ragged bed, on top of which was a rather strikingly dark furred Felyn. She was enjoying a rather dull imagined male, mostly veiled in shadows, only his muscles and dark brown fur, and of course his member defined enough to recognize.
"This won't do at all."
Ceth snapped his fingers, and the room expanded, adorned with art and flowers. The ragged bed grew larger, and the gray blanket turned to a fine red silk. This was all more for his own sake, but might please the Felyn as well. Now all that was left was to step and replace the one on top.
He took on the shape of the male Felyn, taking care to chisel it to his liking. A little more definition here, a bit more girth there. Ceth waved his hand and the male disappeared, causing confusion in the feline, who now looked around bewildered at the change of scene.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Let's continue where we left off."
Ceth pinned her to the bed, her hands above her head. He kissed her neck, and asked what her name was.
"Salen," she let out her body shivering at his touch.
"What a beautiful name-"
Ceth ran his hands across the soft silky fur that covered her body. Salen tightened up once he reached her small breasts, covered in glossy fur, further covering them with her sleek hands. He knew instantly what was the matter. Felyns were not know for their luscious curves, and she was particularly petite.
He bit her nipple hard enough to shock her, and gave a mischievous grin. She took in a sharp breath, and felt her body heat up. Her breasts grew with every breath. She watched in disbelief, as they turned from adolescent size, to something one would have trouble holding with one hand.
"How did you...?" she asked, but was silenced by Ceth sucking on her left breast, his hands running down her sides, nearing her ass.
This has to be a dream.
Once she embraced the thought, she relaxed and grabbed his broad back, her claws gently digging into the coarse fur. Her mouth was slightly agape, inviting him.
Ceth felt the small claws on his skin, and took it as a sign to begin the fun for real. He climbed upwards until level with her face, and kissed her deeply, their tongues intertwining, all the while caressing her ass. His hands teased her, edging closer to the base of her tail.
He could feel her whole body tense up, lifting her ass slightly into the air. He gently grabbed her tail, and ran his hand through it, right to the weak spot of all Felyn. He broke off their kiss to hear her reaction, and was greeted by a high-pitched moan, mixed with her ragged breath.
This was what he had waited for. His cock was no longer half erect, just laying on top of her abdomen, but a large rod of steel, poking at his. He rose up, and straddled Salen, his shaft dropping between her breasts, almost reaching her mouth.
Her eyes grew wide at the sight, but before he could tell her to do anything, she had already leaned her head forward, licking the tip. He let out a soft groan, and Salen eagerly pushed her newly blessed breasts to each side of his shaft, squeezing them together. Her erect nipples poking through the fur. So soft and warm, he felt like he would melt between them. He inched forward, giving her more than just the tip to lick.
She sucked it eagerly, her feline tongue bestowing a special rubbing sensation as it slid around the tip in her mouth. All the while, her bright green eyes stared at him, begging for approval.
Who was he to deny that from her.
He reached down, arching his back slightly to get the reach he needed, and ran his fingers down her inner thighs.
She shivered in expectation, and squeezed her breasts tighter, making a jerking off motion. Ceth smiled at her, bearing his fangs, and plunged his middle finger into her slit. It was tight, wet and blazing hot. She responded with a gasp, that turned to satisfied purring. It was a unique feeling, a kind of vibration that felt amazing whilst in her mouth.
Due to the ease of the first finger, he immediately followed with his index finger, placing his thumb on her still hooded clit. As he rubbed her gently, she closed her thighs tight, as if to prevent escape. She wasn't as attentive as at the start, but watching her squirm was a pleasure in itself.
He leaned back more, and dug deeper into her, his fingers pushing together, rubbing at all her most sensitive places. It took less than a minute before she let her breasts fall to the side, and hid her face behind her arms. She moaned intensely, and he glimpsed a peek of her pearl white fangs.
He placed his other hand on her throat, and hastened his rhythm, digging deeper with each plunge. He finally pushed in his ring finger with the others, and she let out a moan that was closer to a scream. She shook violently beneath him, her juices gushing out, spraying all over his hand and arm, wetting the fur, and bed behind him.
She gasped for air, and fell limp on the bed, still hiding her face. Ceth withdrew his fingers, and licked them. Dream or not, the salt, and slight taste of urine was something he enjoyed immensely. He forced her hands to her side, and studied her flushed face, her eyes darting away from his gaze in embarrassment. Lifting her chin, he forced her into a kiss, and once he had her attention he said:
"It's my turn now."
His cock had been painfully hard for a while now, and he stood bearing all of its length and girth in front of Salen. She watched in awe as it bulged, twitched beneath her gaze, and got on her still shaking knees, finding it hard to stay balanced. Her claws grasped at his ass, as she opened her mouth wide, displaying her long rough tongue.
It took some angling, but she took the tip in, and pulled herself upwards, taking in as much of the shaft she could. The mixture of the roughness of her tongue, the slight scraping of her fangs, and the tight, hot grip of her throat felt so amazing, Ceth almost blew his load right then and there.
It was too soon for that though. He watched as the sleek figured feline bobbed back and forth, doing her best to pleasure him. He teased her nipple with one hand, while grasping at her neck with the other, gently guiding her according to his wishes.
She retreated for a moment, gasping for air, before swallowing his cock whole in one smooth movement.
That was too much for him, and he doubled over spasming. He let out a low growl, while his cock twitched deep in her throat, releasing his massive load within. She choked, but he stayed her head.
He would not let her go before he was done.
The twitching ended, and he let go of her neck. She withdrew back, letting go of his ass. She coughed in her hands, catching the bit of semen she hacked up. She felt full, and looked up at Ceth in disbelief.
"So much..." she said, licking the rest off her fingers, before licking his shaft for good measure. "I want more...."
Salen laid down on the bed, facing away from him.
With effort, she seductively raised her ass in to the air, her long black tail swaying in hypnotic motions. She reached back to her crotch, and spread her lips with her fingers, careful of the claws. It dripped with excitement, the pink flesh quivering at the cold touch of air.
He watched as her pussy overflowed, the juices dripping off the tuft of hair right beneath it.
"Please, I need it-" she begged, her voice small and weak.
Ceth drew closer, and angled his cock so that it lined up perfectly with her slit. He gently moved back and forth, making sure the tip hit her clit with every passing thrust.
This continued for what felt to her like forever. She kept in turn gasping for more air when she realized she had held her breath for too long, and the deep, low purring. It was involuntary, but so appropriate now.
He caressed her ass in turn, giving a quick slap every now and again, to break the rhythm. Each slap forcing a surprised yelp out of Salen.
Finally she could wait no longer. She let out a hiss of a plea, coated with anger, anticipation and desire, and glanced back at him, her eyes furious.
Ceth smiled, and pulled back just enough. He plunged his cock deep inside her. She let out a scream of pleasure, falling forward, barely keeping her ass in the air. Her tail curled around his waist, and he slowly pulled back, only to plunge in deep once again.
Smooth, hard, calculated movements designed to bewilder her. With every stroke she moaned and pleaded for more, the slow pace agony for her. She arched her back, and with effort met him with a kiss, locking his head within her outstretched arms. Her breasts bounced in the air, heavy without the support, and she loved it.
Ceth could no longer pull all the way out, and gave in to her selfish pleas. He grabbed her breast with one hand, and teased her clit with the other, while raising his pace. His cock filled her completely, and she bit his neck and hung there, letting out primal growls with each pound.
The lewd sounds of flesh on flesh, and wet slopping thrusts filled the room. Salen still hung on to his neck with all her strength, fighting through one climax after another. Her pussy quivered and tightened with each one, gripping at his cock as if to never let it go.
Once more she was close to cumming, and writhed in his grip. He pounded as hard as he could, and finally another load burst out of him. His cock twitched and bulged violently as it emptied deep within her, and she shook with every wave of cum.
As his thrusts stopped, the last of her strength left her, and she let go of his neck. Down her lips, dripped a bit of his blood, but he didn't mind. Salen fell down, onto her stomach, and her tail curled to hide her overflowing slit.
Ceth took a deep breath as the last shivers of pleasure left his body, and admired his work.
Salen laid there in a daze, breathing raggedly. Her dark fur a mess where he had grasped her, legs and tail soaked in both their fluids.
This was a picture he would remember for a good while, and as she fell asleep, the dream ended. The room collapsed one wall at a time. Ceth recited a short incantation, and stepped out, back into the streets. It was dawn, and all the stress of a long day at work had washed away.
She wouldn't mind, all she would be left with was an odd feeling of satisfaction, and no earthly idea why.
With a spring in his step, he headed for his inn, wondering what they would serve for breakfast today.
Editors note:
This is my first lewd story, if you made it this far, I would appreciate opinions, suggestions or critique. :bear: