The Tale of Bonnie and Tam Part I
#1 of The Tale of Bonnie and Tam
Here's the next project I'm gonna start, and if you can't tell it's my own retelling of the tale of Tam Lin a story I'm quite fond of and aside from some changes of names and maybe some other things it's basically that tale. , I hope people like this as I had quite a lot of fun writing this and I'll post Part Two when I'm done with Part Three of my other story.
Deep, deep in the dark forest of Britoria, where no cervine or human dare tread, there exist legends and tales: tales of the fair folk: a mischievous and tricky lot, not bound by the mortal laws of man or beastkin. Stories and ballads and tales abound tell of their exploits are far and wide, tales of them tricking mortals, playing pranks and the general mischief that they leave in their wake. And in the forests of Chernobog, there exists the tale of Tam Lin. Said in hushed whispers, they speak of how if a young enterprising maiden were to enter his forest without the wherewithal to leave him an offering such as a ring or a cloak of emerald fabric rather than their life he'd instead take their maidenhood.
It is here is that we find one such enterprising maidens, A cervine woman by the name of Bonnie Jannet, skirts hiked up and her hair done in a messy bun she trekked through Chernobog forest without a care in the world, picking idle wildflowers and tying and braiding them into an intricate crown. The forest was hers to explore and enjoy, as it was a gift from her father Duke Malcom Jannet when she was a young girl. And while she was still young, Bonnie was now a woman of nineteen, on the cusp of womanhood and with a life of adventure ahead of her but for now she was exploring Chernobog, taking a moment to rest her weary hooves near the head of a river. Removing her shoes and her woolen tights, she submerged her hooves into the cool water kicking back and forth as she took in the scenery around her, the wind whistling through her auburn hair and brown fur as she enjoyed the sounds of the various animals that inhabited the forests, from the calling blue jays to the feral deer that roamed, her kins cousins. It was at this river that she spotted a most curious sight: it was a rose of pale white, that shone in the golden sunlight that creaked through the tops of the trees. Putting her tights and shoes back on she strolled towards the rose to get a closer look. It was the most peculiar rose, it was double headed pale rose, and for some reason, Bonnie felt...compelled to pick this rose, to add it as the crown jewel of her crown of flowers, just as her hands plucked the rose she felt another hand upon hers, she looked up and saw standing before her was a white wolf. She let out a gasp of surprise and nearly fell back upon her butt but managed to keep her balance.
"Wh-Who are you?" Bonnie asked the wolf who had what could only be described as a 'regal' look, he was a few feet taller than Bonnie, he wore the outfit that dignified as an upper nobleman of some kind, but something about him seemed....other and yet familiar, outsider and yet like he'd always belonged, a series of contradictions and exceptions, it was alien, and Bonnie was not sure how to parse who or what she was looking at. Her mind at first went to the most obvious: he was a lupine, Britoria and Chalaco were close neighbors, and it wasn't uncommon to see one of them pass through, but this man before her was not just any lupine, the otherworldliness of him made that abundantly clear. The other thought she dignified was that he was one of the fair folk. It was a stupid thought, she knew but the way he just appeared without a care in the world, the way he felt out of this world but also of it, the way he dressed not unlike a nobleman but without any of the trappings of a nobleman.
"Me...I am Tam, " The wolf said, his accent was that of a man of high birth and he spoke with a sort of elegance and silkiness to his voice that sent shivers down Bonnie's spine, she then noticed the name he'd given her, Tam, she'd heard of him, the tales of him and the forest that she sits in, "Tell me my young lass, do you know of my price for walking through my forest?" Tam asked, Bonnie swallowed a lump that had suddenly formed in her throat, she knew exactly what his price was, and she also knew that she didn't have a cloak or any ring or anything to offer the fae, though looking at him, part of her was quite glad she'd not brought a gift for him, he was a roguishly handsome man, his snow white fur, shined in the scant beams of sunlight that managed to eke through the treetops, his eyes a piercing emerald, and while she couldn't see his teeth her mind raced with what he could do with them to her.
"I-I do." The deer woman stammered out, the wolf, looked her up and down his eyes were the kind that could probably see through anyone's soul, especially hers he could tell that she had nothing to offer but he spoke up anyway.
"And do you have the gifts that I require?" Tam asked rhetorically, knowing fully well that she indeed did not have an emerald cloak or a ring to give him as repayment for wandering through his forest, but some small part of her, so enraptured by this handsome fae that she didn't mind that he would be the one to take her womanhood. Though if she was going to give her first time to a fae, they were going to do it on her terms not his.
"No, I don't have a cloak or a ring," Bonnie said as she pulled the wolf by the collar of his shirt, Tam was surprised as she brought his face down to hers, "But, I'm sure I can make an arrangement for the payment you seek." She said as she smashed her lips against his. The wolf was surprised at first, he'd never in his time meet a woman as bold as Bonnie was, most were either too scared of him or too bashful, and he was to be frank quite happy with this change of pace. He pushed her down on her back into the soft grass and with the snap of his fingers a bed of flowers appeared beneath her. He looked over the cervine with a long admiration her fur was a towny brown color and her hair was a heavenly shade of red, he stroked a single clawed finger through it, using his swift fingers to undo the bun that kept her hair in place, allowing the shoulder length hair to spill out before him, and in this moment her beauty could not be denied, bonnie was already the epitome of beauty, but in this view she was even more.
"You know of all the maidens I've come across in this forest, you truly are the most beautiful I've ever seen." Tam said in a low husky voice, it sent a shiver down Bonnie's spine though she knew of the legends of this forest. Who knew how many girls Tam Lin had laid and claimed in this forest, countless probably, she tried to not let herself be caught up in his charms, something hard to do with the fae in general, seeing how they were so supernaturally charming.
"Tell me, do you say that to all the girls you meet?" Bonnie asked snidely, Tam let out a light laugh as he recaptured Bonnie's lips, they were soft against his and he savored the taste of her mouth as his tongue explored it. Bonnie moaned as her hands moved their way up the Tam's chest, she could feel his muscles through his shirt, and she smiled inside the kiss.
"No, only the truly beautiful ones." Tam answered as he began to untie the laces of her bodice one after the other, a slow and methodical pace as if to savor the prize beneath them, finally the last lace was gone, and he slowly pulled the garment aside and then he pulled down her dress proper to around her waist. Her breasts were perky, and he could see her nipples perk up in the cool air of the day. Tam then kissed the middle of her chest and Bonnie let out a gasp as she felt his lips on her body for the first time. Soft and inviting he kissed up and down her chest, stopping at each of her breasts to pay them extra attention, sucking at them, playing with her nipples with his tongue and then taking them entirely in his mouth. Her body was responding in ways she didn't even know were possible, it felt like a fire was being lit inside her as he played with her breasts. And the fae wolf didn't stop at just her breasts she could feel him slowly creep his way down from her chest to her lower half.
Pushing past her skirts his fingers found their way into her underwear, and past them, she then felt his fingers nearing her maidenhood, pushing inside her snatch and from her throat he drew a moan of pleasure as he fingers her as he kissed her neck, the deer clutched at her lover's chest she let out another moan as he fingered her more and more, deft the wolf's fingers were that Bonnie could tell he'd done this before, the way he skillfully drew out noises from her she didn't know she was capable of making, the way he would plunge his fingers in and out of her in a way that made her feel like she was in the purest forms of ecstasy. She was biting her lips trying to not moan as loud. She could feel herself about to climax.
"Let out your voice my lass," Tam said to her seductively, that husky voice like velvety silk on her ears, "I wish to hear the sounds you make when I pleasure you." He said and Bonnie let out the moans and groans of pleasure as her fae lover brought her to her first orgasm of her life, with just his fingers. Her breathing was haggard, but the wolf was not done with her. He lowered his face down to her snatch and he gave them a single lick and Bonnie shuddered at the feeling, he licked her snatch again and again, savoring the aftertaste of her first orgasm, he then stuck the long appendage into her cunny proper. To say that Bonnie moaned would be an understatement, she was certain she moaned so loud that people all the way in Dragoncrown could probably hear her. Her fingers curled into the flowers beneath her as she arched her back in abject pleasure, her lovers' tongue was heaven on earth, the way it plunged in and out of her, moved and contoured to every curve of her cunt.
"B-by Isran." The cervine moaned, her body was about to be rocked by another orgasm. That wonderful feeling, that rapturous feeling of release came for Bonnie again as she let out another long and loud moan of pure pleasure as she came again. Her body was now a raging inferno, and the cause of this inferno was a fae wolf. He began to undo the clothing he was wearing. Piece by piece, he discarded more clothing until he was completely naked, and it was then that Bonnie could admire her lover's body in full.
His fur was a pure snow white, and it flowed in the wind, he had broad shoulders and a broad chest that showed just how handsome he was, but the thing that interested her the most was his cock. His canine cock was something she'd never seen before, granted she'd never seen a cock in her life up to this point, well at least not one in a medical text that her father gave her: It was rigid with thick strands of precum dripping from it as it throbbed with each beat of his heart, she could see veins running down and his bulbous just poking out of the sheath. Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt that inferno grow and grow in strength and intensity inside her, and especially inside her loins. He spread her legs and lined his cock up with her snatch.
"I'll go slow." Tam whispered in Bonnie's ear as he slowly penetrated her, Bonnie wrapped her arms around Tam's body as she felt him slowly and surly enter her, inch by inch until he hilted inside her, then with the same slow and tenderness he'd started with he'd moved back and slowly but surely began to fuck her in earnest. True to his word, he was slow at first, his thrusts weren't wild or rapid, they were tender and slow, him holding her flush against his chest as he kissed her lips deep and loving, like they were more than lovers, and this was more than just a fling in the middle of a forest. Clutching at the wolf's body tightly, Bonnie moaned out.
"F-Faster." She begged and Tam complied, his thrusts soon turned from slow and steady to a much faster tempo, the thrusts were also deeper than before, her moans were now growing louder and louder like before when he was fingering her or eating her out, part of Bonnie felt sorry for any future lover's she might have as none of them would ever live up to what Tam Lin was doing to her at this moment, she wanted more of his cock wrapping her legs around his waist she urged him to go deeper and deeper and faster and faster, Tam for his part obliged as much as he could, fucking her deep and hard as she moaned and writhed beneath him in a state of utter bliss and she loved every single moment of it. She could feel his cock twitching inside her, she wondered if he was about to cum. Her question was answered when she felt his knot enter her fully, and with a gasp that was stolen by a kiss she felt Tam Lin cum inside her. Thick ropes of his seed entered her womb, flooding it and coating it with abandon. She clutched at the wolf's chest tightly as she felt herself hit her third orgasm alongside him. Finally, that inferno inside Bonnie had been doused, breathing hard and heavy she felt the soft embrace of sleep overtake her.
When Bonnie awoke Tam was gone, and behind was a small crown of white roses, no doubt a memento of their time together, a gift to remember him by, though little did Bonnie know, Tam would leave something else as a gift from their tryst together in the forests of Chernobog.