Soul Tiger
Soul Tiger
I rouse silently from my sleep, my ears flicking at an unfamiliar sound. A soft whimper, a girl sobbing as though she is besieged by woes.
My eyes adjust to the dark as I look around and I spy you lying next to me, curled up and away from my loving embrace. You are trembling looking cold and alone, apparently beset by unwanted dreams and nightmares.
Moving closer I slip my arms around you, pressing to contour my body to yours, hoping my warmth and presence gives some respite to the darkness that invades your sleeping mind but to no avail as you whimper once more.
Cooing softly into your ear I begin to speak, changing that which you dream of by telling you of a special place, a wonderful place where the trees are lush, the grass is green, and gentle animals take solace at the edge of peaceful lake, its waters disturbed only by the occasional creature stopping to take a sip of the cool clear water.
In your mind you find yourself sitting in the shade of a large oak, unsure of how but somehow thankful the dark has at this point receded, but still in my arms you shiver, still you feel cold and alone.
Smiling I speak of more, my paws slowly moving over your lithe form to warm you as I tell a tale of the Soul Tiger, a creature of magic and legend who was cursed to wander the dream world in search for the lover who cursed him.
It tells of a brave and handsome warrior who lost his heart to a beautiful and powerful sorceress, and whose evil was such that he had no choice but to slay her to save the land he protected, as she died the sorceress professed her own love for the warrior and admitted it was something she could never show. When he died his soul was filled with guilt and sorrow and so he wanders the world of dreams seeking his one love.
Another shiver from you tells me my story is heard, it's sadness sifting through as you lower your head, still believing yourself to be alone, until you feel the gentle caress of another. While in my bed my paws fondle and comfort, in your dreams ghostly white paws do the same, you gasp and look over your shoulder to see a handsome tiger behind you, holding you as I do.
Your cheeks flushing red you turn away, embarrassed not only by your own nakedness but by the strangers as well. Thoughts of pulling away are fleeting as strong arms slip carefully around you. His fur soft and white against your skin as his strong scent flows around you.
I hear you sigh softly, relaxing and leaning back into my body, my paws explore your curves, caressing your firm breasts and hips while in your dream the soul tiger does the same. I can feel your breathing deepen, the heat from your body as your arousal rises, the tiger in your dreams leaning to nuzzle and nibble hungrily at your shoulder and neck, this enough to sweep away any doubt as to what you now want.
Purring softly your hips roll, your legs spreading enough for me to slip my fingers down to your dripping sex, I growl in satisfaction as my digits tease your slit, your dream lover cupping your mound as you feel his member press against your hip from behind, he is a good length too.
While my own lusts call to be tended I resist, after all tonight you belong to the Soul tiger and his tireless need, but this doesn't stop me from penetrating your sex with my fingers, your back arching as deep in your mind your lover has moved to mount you, sliding his girth in and hilting deep, the both of you groaning in delight.
He begins to thrust, making love slowly to you while reaching under to give attention to your wonderful orbs, his fingers knead and massage firmly in your dreams as mine do in our bed, my fingers mimicking his pumping. Your breathing becomes hot panting, soft moans and gasps come as your lover mates with you, his hips picking up in speed and rhythm as his lust fires your own, the act of love becoming a wild session of breeding.
Your cries and moans echo around the room, I feel your drenched passage tighten on my fingers and know you are near your release, deep in your dreams the tiger growls as you milk his member, his hard strokes reaching deep into you own soul as he cums inside you, his roar sounding out to all while his seed gushes into your belly, your own sweet nectar gushing over both his spurting shaft and my fingers, a sticky mess as your juices flow from your quivering slit.
After several minutes your tensing body relaxes, your sweet climax lasting while my fingers stay inside you, your dream lover pumping several more times to fill you with his load before laying down with you, spooning with you as I do know, the two of us holding you close and whispering soothing words as we snuggle with your warm body.
Content you lean back into our arms, knowing you that even when your lover disappears into your dreams, another will be waiting when you wake, a sign that you are never truly alone.
A smile I can't see forms on your face, but feeling your relaxed state I know your nightmares are now gone, I pull the covers over us and settle to sleep again, this time with you in my arms. Knowing tomorrow you will need to be loved and I will be here to love you.
story (C) Jaffah 2006