{"sf1_id":1863702,"sf2_id":"XnrNEoAn","title":"Sojourners","author":"Mike_Gryphon","words":1747,"posted_at":"2022-06-14T00:13:00.000Z","tags":["Cooking","Domination/Submission","Explicit","Sex","Size Difference","Straight"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1863702-sojourners","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/XnrNEoAn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/37/e9/37e9e626-748b-4e6d-8111-6833f47c89c6","description":"A story I cooked up in my head a while back. The Idea is that the gender roles are reversed due to a low male population. This anon is the strong independent type, at least until you get him in bed.","content":"\\\u003eYour boots crunch in the underbrush as you make your trek off the beaten path.  \n\\\u003eThe surrounding forest buzzes with the waking nightlife as the day draws to a close.  \n\\\u003eWhen you reach the far side of a large oblong clearing, you stop abruptly. The cookware strapped to your back keeps clattering for a bit while you get your bearings.  \nYour feet pound   \n\\\u003e\"Short of breath?\" Your companion Ferrah chides from behind you.\"  \n\\\u003eShe's a tall, athletic mongoose with tan fur and a patch of white over her left eye. side by side, she's a head taller than you.  \n\\\u003eYou take a seat on a nearby stone and look back at her.  \n\"I've taken my 6,969th step since our last break, I won't go an inch further.\" you explain while cracking your back.  \n\\\u003eFerrah scoffs at the remark \"and for you that's what, 2 miles?\"   \n\"3 and a quarter\"  \n\\\u003e\"Right\" waves her hand and takes your word for it. She scans the area with her ears flicking this way and that. \"Well, this isn't a bad spot to set up camp. flat ground, steady breeze, and the river's close enough for even you to hear it.\"  \n\"Close enough for me to toss you in?\" You fire back.  \n\\\u003eShe takes a good listen to judge the distance,\"Hmmmm, not that close\". she chuckles.  \n\\\u003eYou reach into your pocket and retrieve your digital map. The silver hexagonal device lights up and displays a green hex grid of a 10 mile radius. The river snakes its way through the grid spaces a few hundred feet to the Northeast.  \n\\\u003eYou double tap the button on the upper right to zoom out, Its still a day's walk to Woodfield from here but you're making good time. You turn the screen off and shove it back into your coat pocket.  \n\\\u003eYou look up to see Ferrah arranging the stones for the fire and your Autotent(tm) setting itself up behind her. You roll the stone you were sitting on closer to the pit and finally take off your pack. You open up the insulated section and pull out containers with ingredients. A medley of stew veggies, some floury balls of dough and big fatty cubes of Fresh boar meat from the last stop you made.  \n\"Those poor little piggies are gonna wonder where their mommy went\" You tease.  \n\\\u003e She ruffles through her supplies and shakes a small red disk of of a box with A flame printed on it. \"Her little Borfans aren't my problem, she shouldn't have charged at you.\"   \n\"That's cold\"  \n\\\u003e\"Stand back\" She throws the disk into the center of the pit and it roars into a crackling flame.  \n\\\u003eA couple of hours pass and the sky loses the last of it's orange tint as the stars blink into view overhead.   \n\\\u003eYou've since ditched your coat and boots and sit by the fire barefoot.  \n\\\u003eThe simmering pot fills the cozy camp with a mouthwatering scent. So mouthwatering that Ferrah's been licking her chops for the past 20 minutes.   \n\\\u003eFerrah stands over you with her tail swishing in anticipation while you stir the pot.  \n\"Yes it's ready, bring your bowl\"  \n\\\u003eYou flll her bowl to the brim and watch her chow down. Her hums of satisfaction tell you this is one for the cook books. After ladling your self some,you speak up.  \n\"Were about a days walk from Woodfield. If we hurry across the river we can get there by sundown.\"  \n\\\u003eFerrah swallows and says. \"We could get there by noon if you let me carry you.\"  \n\"Hell no.\"  \n\\\u003e\"Oh come on!\" she pouts. You're a guy, shouldn't have to carry all that stuff.  \n\"Tip your sunhat somewhere else. I got legs.\"  \n\\\u003e\"Legs that get tired after 3 miles\"  \n\"3 and a quarter.\" You correct before taking a bite.  \n\\\u003eFerrah squints at you and crosses her arms \"You and your pride,\u0026nbsp; you should be glad I'm asking. I should just throw you over my shoulder and-\"  \n\\\u003eYou offer another ladle of your stew and she reluctantly obliges. \"Would it kill you to let me take care of you?\"  \n\"I don't need to be waited on. You should learn to take 'no~' for an answer.\" you lean over and boop her with your ladle leaving a blotch of food on her snoot. You pull back your booping ladle when Ferrah suddenly grabs the handle.  \n\\\u003eShe rolls her long tongue over and around it while starring you down. You watch her turn her head as she licks the ladle clean and pulls off with a kiss. You feel an uncomfortable tightness growing in your pants when she finally lets go of it.  \n\"N-now listen.\"  \n\\\u003e\"I'm listening\"  \n\\\u003eYou set your feet and rise slowly from your rock while Ferrah follows you with her hungry eyes.  \n\"W-what did we just we talk about?\"  \n\\\u003eYou know that look all too well. You take slow steps backwards while she's still sitting. her tail slowly swishes too and fro.  \n\\\u003e\"Taking no for an answer, but you haven't said no yet, have you?\" She plants her paws and leans forward.   \n\\\u003eYou can feel your heart thumping in your chest and below the belt.  \n\"How about we just clean up and gooaaaaAAAH\"  \n\\\u003eYou give up trying to talk your way out of it and make a mad dash for the tent. You take about ten steps before getting the wind knocked out of you from behind sending you tumbling into the tent.  \n\\\u003eWhen You get you're bearings you're pinned down face up with the dim light of the tent overhead illuminating the edges of the she beast's fur.  \n\\\u003eFerrah leans in and slowly grazes your neck with her fangs. \"If no means no, I'll just have to make you scream yes.\"  \n\\\u003eYou curse yourself as her warm breath on your neck makes your shiver.   \n\"No fair~\" you whimper.  \n\"You can stop me at any time~\" she whispers into your ear.  \n\\\u003eYou feel her hips grind against your throbbing member through your cargo pants.  \n\\\u003eYou reach for her thighs but she slaps your hand away.  \n\"Ah-ah-ah. First, I'll need something from you. Shirt, off.\"  \n\\\u003eYou grab the hem of your shirt before catching yourself.  \n\\\u003eShe's not gonna get what she wants that easy.  \n\\\u003eYou're fine with this anyway.  \n\\\u003eYou fold your arms behind your head and grin.  \n\\\u003eShe squints at you and doubles her efforts. The friction coupled with her moaning does more for you than you realized.  \n\\\u003eShe suddenly lifts her hips. leaving a cold spot where her juices had been leaking.  \n\\\u003e\"looks like we're done here.\" she sighs.  \n\\\u003eWhat?  \n\\\u003eYour cock is peaking out of your waistband at this point, and she would leave you like this?  \n\\\u003eShe lifts her leg so that she's no longer straddling you and turns around.  \n\\\u003e\"Goodnight\"  \n\"Wait!\"  \n\\\u003eYou reluctantly remove your shirt so that she can continue.  \n\\\u003eFerrah turns back and smirks,\"Good boy, But since you were stubborn...\"  \n\\\u003eFerrah straddles you once more this time with her ass toward you.  \n\\\u003e\"I'll need the pants too.\" You feel her firmly grip the ankles of your pants. \"May I?\" She asks innocently  \n\"Yes\"  \n\\\u003eIn one pull, your pants are off and tossed to the far side of the tent.  \n\\\u003eYour member stands at full mast in the open air, thankful to be freed.   \n\\\u003eHer fluffy tail brushes underneath your chin and beckons you with her feminine scent. \"You may touch\".  \n\\\u003eYour hands stroke her powerful thighs and squeeze her round firm ass.  \n\\\u003eShe drools into her paw and strokes your shaft as you grope her.  \n\\\u003eHer slippery paw pads swirl around the tip before forming a ring and milking you.  \n\\\u003eYou cant help but moan wen she bends down and licks the tip. She strokes you faster and then lets go, leaving you to buck your hips at the open air.  \n\\\u003eHow cruel  \n\\\u003eShe turns and looks over her shoulder. \"I need something else from you Anon~\"  \n\\\u003eOh no.  \n\\\u003e\"You're gonna be so tired tomorrow. Why don't you let Mamma carry you into town?\"  \n\\\u003eYou pout and look away.  \n\\\u003eYour pride forbids it.   \n\"I'm not some helpless little eehhhahha~\"  \n\\\u003eYou look back and the she-devil is up on her knees grinding her pussy on the tip of your cock.  \n\\\u003e\"It doesn't matter what you are.\u0026nbsp; All I need is a Yes or a no.\" she hisses with pleasure.   \n\\\u003eShe drops her hips just enough so you can feel her lips spread.  \n\\\u003eYou instinctively buck your hips, only for her to lift off of you. She plants her lips back on you when you calm down.  \n\\\u003e\"You won't cum that way, but I will~\" she teases.  \n\\\u003eHer hot slit oozes onto your cock as she grinds away.  \n\\\u003eA man can only take so much.  \n\"Yes\" you huff  \n\\\u003e\"Yes what?\"  \n\\\u003eYou can feel whatever spare blood you have left rising to your cheeks in embarrassment.  \n\"Yes, I want Mamma Ferrah to carry me to the city! Now pound me into the dirt like a railroad spike!\"  \n\\\u003e\"Good Boy.\"  \n\\\u003eShe descends down your shaft with a wet slap.  \n\\\u003eThe contrast of the cold air of the tent and the heat of her slick love canal make you gasp.  \n\\\u003e\"FUck that's deep\" her tail swishes to and fro she forcefully bounces on your cock.  \n\\\u003eYou can already feel your climax welling up in your groin when you feel her walls contract. She squeals and shudders on top of you.  \n\\\u003eThat's it?  \n\"What's the matter? 'Momma' can't handle this dick?\" You tease.  \n\\\u003eShe turns all the way around with you still inside her.  \n\\\u003eShe leans down and growls into your ear.  \n\\\u003e\"Mamma's just getting started.\"  \n\\\u003eShe's scaring you in all the right ways.  \n\\\u003eYou're suddenly caught off guard by her holding one of your legs up.  \n\\\u003eGetting your pelvis hammered in this position is too much for you. You can feel your climax rushing to the surface.  \n\"Ff-erraah ple-ease slo-ow down I'm gonnaahhh~!\" you moan, your voice wavers with her rough riding.  \n\\\u003eYou're pathetic mewling only makes her thrust harder. \"  \n\\\u003eYou shoot your load deep into your lovers womb. One hot sticky rope after another.  \n\\\u003eFerrah lowers her self down slowly and grinds against you. Her pussy squeezes and milks you for all you have.  \n\\\u003eYou lie underneath her, panting, still hard as a rock.  \n\"You, got what you wanted. You bully.\" You say, looking away from her in shame.  \n\\\u003e\"Aww how cute, You think we're done.\"  \n\"Please be gentle\"  \n\\\u003eShe smiles and hoists up your other leg. \"No\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}