Aero and I
Sitting on the beach, I stared out at the setting sun, and the waves crashing down on the shore. I could feel the gentle breeze of the sea brushing through my fur, and hear it blowing through the palm trees. However, as beautiful a sight and feeling this was, there was one sight I always looked at. When I looked to my right, through the long strands of my dark hair, I saw him. He walked along the shore, with fur as yellow as gold and long brown hair. He had a slight muscular build that could charm any woman, or even a man. He had horns on his head, black stripes on his body, and an upside down heart on the skin of his balls. It was Aero, a handsome, stunning, young hybrid of wolf, minotaur, and tiger. He was one of the top male models of the world, and the best model in our city, and I was the lucky one to have a committed relationship with him. I was a handsome young werewolf, having no human form; I was a pure creature. Despite how some viewed the werewolf as a vicious, cold-blooded hunter of the night, Aero did not. Through all that, he saw what was inside me: smart, kind, caring, and funny. As I saw Aero come closer, I could not help but to think that he is somewhat of a mirror image of my morality and me.
"Hi, Wolfy," said Aero as he approached me with a smile on his face.
"Hi, Aero," I replied. "How was your walk?"
"It was great," he said as he stretched and flexed his muscles and sat down.
"Anyone tried to 'tackle' you," I said with a giggle. If anyone had seen Aero on his walk, crowds would have gathered around trying to get his autograph, or even just get a chance to be acknowledged.
"No; it was all calm," he gave a warming laugh. "The whole beach is empty except for you and me."
He looked out towards the ocean and the sunset. I looked at him, and saw the breeze flow through his long hair, against his sexy body. I leaned back on the warm sand and looked up at the sky. The moon shone faintly against the darkening blue sky, and a single star was already shining. Some birds flew overhead, directly above me; I covered my face and scrunched, afraid that the birds would drop a package for me.
"Don't drop it," I continually pleaded softly. A few seconds passed by and nothing happened. I took my hands from my face, and found my nose next to Aero's thigh. I looked up at him, and he looked down at me with those handsome, brown eyes. He giggled.
"You are one funny werewolf, hon," he said. My face turned red in embarrassment, but I could not help but to giggle with him. His smile and laugh always wanted to make me smile and laugh with him; the sight and sound of those attributes always touched and warmed my heart. He then stood up. "You ready to go home?"
I nodded, and we left the calm beach as the last of the sun finally set upon the horizon.
We made it back to a vast mansion; it was enormous and outlined with golden décor. We went in through the front doors, and welcomed by a tigerwolf with long black hair, grey fur, blue eyes, and red marks under his eye. It was Aero's father, Wolfger.
"Welcome back, you two," he said welcomingly. "How was the beach?"
"Hi, daddy," said Aero, smiling. "Yeah, Wolfy and I had a relaxing time."
"And without anyone to charge at him for once," I added, laughing; the two joined in with me.
"Well, it's good to have a break from all the fandom," Wolfger added. "Dinner's on the table."
We went and had our filling, and soon we were off to bed. Aero decided to go to bed early as I went to take a shower. I was of good hygiene, for it was important especially for a werewolf like me, though I asked him why he was hitting the hay so early. All he said was that he was feeling just completely tired. I only shrugged it off and took my relaxing, warm shower. As I came out of the bathroom, I could smell something sweet. It was the smell of a strawberry scented candle. At first, I believed Wolfger probably made desert and went downstairs. However, when I got to the kitchen, no one was there, and nothing was in the oven. I then followed the scent back upstairs to my bedroom. When I opened the door, the lights were off, save for several candles around the room, giving dull light, but enough to see. On the bed, Aero was laying across the top of the covers with a red rose in his teeth.
"I've been waiting for you," he said with a wink of his eye.
"I hope it wasn't for too long," I said nervously back.
"Don't worry about it, hon; I'm a patient person."
"I'm glad that you are," I said, smiling back, approaching the bed, and sitting on it.
I could feel it. My heart was racing with complete thrill as I could hear and feel him move closer to me from behind. I could hear him, as well as myself, murr at the pleasure that was awaiting us both. I turned around to face him; he put his left hand on the side of my face, and I put my own on the back of his head; my fingers feeling the soft and smooth fur and hair. It was like slow motion for a moment from the time I turned around, and the time when our lips locked with each other. His tongue lapped around my mouth, and I returned the favor. I laid down in the bed with him on top of me, all while we were still kissing, and savoring the flavor of our saliva. I blushed deeply, and my heart bounded in my chest. I could see that Aero was feeling the same way; it was the passionate love being shared between us.
The overwhelming scent of the strawberry candles just only brought another thing to our nighttime play. Aero reached to the end table to his left, and he took a big, juicy strawberry and rubbed it lightly against my lips. The luscious, sweet juices flowed along my lips and into my mouth. Then the whole strawberry passed through my lips, and I slowly chewed it and swallow it. I could feel something on my throat: it was Aero's hand; he rubbed and felt my throat gently as the strawberry went down my gullet. I murred in pleasure of the moment; my face as red as any strawberry and rose I ever came across, and even more so when he sat on my abs. In front of me, I could see Aero's twitching member, out of its pouch and beckoning me. Behind Aero, I could feel that my own member had come out and became hard. Aero leaned towards me, close to my face.
"Go ahead, hon," he said sexily. "Give me a ride, and I'll give you a creamy treat."
Of course, I had no reason to excuse myself from his offer. I nodded, and lifted him by the waist with my hands, and lowered his sexy ass on my cock. As I did, Aero cocked his head back and moaned. I slowly began to hump him, and he began to ride by big cock. We both moaned with great pleasure; my cock sliding in and out of Aero's ass as he moved up and down. I picked up the pace of the ride, and with it, the pleasure. Aero moaned louder and begged for even more, and I gave it to him. After 3 minutes, I howled, and filled Aero's ass with my seed, and sighed with relief.
"That was very good, hon," he said with a sexy smile.
"I'm glad that you enjoyed it," I replied.
"Now it's time I paid you back for that pleasurable ride," he said back, giving me his cock.
I licked my lips and drooled at the sight of his luscious, twitching cock. I moved closer to it, and gave it a taunting lick. Already, I could feel Aero was going to enjoy the blowjob I was about to give him. I pulled the luscious cock into my mouth and began to suck. The wonderful sensation of pleasure coursed through the two of us; I drooled and licked all over his cock, and sucked on it like a vacuum. I rubbed my hands along his hot legs, and gave his ass a playful spank. He yelped and moaned at the sudden slap, but more of his cock jumped right into my mouth. I could feel the climax of our fun approach as his cock began to leak pre deep into my throat. Oh, the pre; the preview of the tasty cum that would shoot out of his balls, and into my belly. I licked the pre on the tip, and he began to beg for more. It was more like I was begging for more. I sucked his cock deeper into my throat, and licked his big knot. That set him off good; he gave a loud howl and shoot cum down my throat. All I could think of was how delicious it was.
"Yes, hon; drink it down" he said through the moans. "Drink it all down."
I was thinking his orgasm was going to end soon, but it did not. He was like his dad; he always had some magical trick or two up his sleeve. I could still feel his cum shooting down my throat, and filling me up; I felt like I was in a beer chugging contest, just without the yells of "chug" and without the beer. However, there was one thing from a chugging contest that applied to our fun: drunkenness. I was drunk on pleasure, ecstasy, love, and my sweetheart's cum. He finally pulled his cock out of my mouth after I lapped up every drop off it. After he got off me, I saw my swollen belly stick out a bit from what used to be my sexy abs. Aero then laid beside me and rubbed it.
"You feeling full, baby," he asked.
"Yes, hon; thank you," I replied out of my drunken state, and burped; the both of us laughed. I then turned to my side to face him. "You really know how to make this werewolf happy."
"That's my job," Aero said as he moved closer to me. "Because I love you."
"Aw, and I love you, too," I replied sweetly.
Once more we locked lips and exchanged loving kisses. The candles started to die out, and the light began to fade in the room. Aero pulled the covers over the two of us as we kissed, enveloping us in its warmth.
"Good night, Aero," I said after breaking the kiss. "Sweet dreams."
"You too, Wolfy," he said, smiling.
Soon the candles all went out, and only the light of the moon shone through the window. Truly, it was yet another fun day gone by, for me and my lovely Aero.