The Mate's Moon
This is a brief excerpt from a story I am writing. Nalia is a white and gold furred wolf, and Sirimir, a gray wolf is her husband and mate. Just a simple story about a pair of furs having sex. Please comment and rate, I'd love to see your feed back.
And yes, this story is sexually explicit, and therefore, if you are not eighteen years of age, if you are prohibited or mentally inhibited from viewing such content, or if there is any other reason why reading about a pair of anthropomorphic characters engaging in consensual sex might offend or otherwise bother you, I recommend that you avoid reading this story.
However, if you do read, it is my sincerest hope that you take a liking to the story, for I have put it forth for you, dear reader. Please, enjoy.
-The Undecided Letter
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Nalia blinked her eyes open and breathed in the warm air surrounding her. She felt Sirimir's body pressed against her, his muscular arms wrapped around her back and waist, her head pressed against his chest, his muzzle resting against hers. She smiled and nuzzled closer to her mate, their naked bodies still intertwined from last night.
Nalia remembered the previous night's events. She and Sirimir had been on their Mate's Moon for just under a week now, and the two of them had mated an uncountable amounts of time. Nalia loved Sirimir, and she was joyously awaiting the day when the fruits of their mating would arrive; the day when Nalia would know she carried her mate's child.
Sirimir quietly grunted and brought his muzzle on top of her head. His hands caressed his mate's body, and his tail swept over his side and brushed against her hips. Nalia smiled and tenderly nipped the bottom of his muzzle. Sirimir withdrew his head, but his eyes were still closed. Nalia wiggled up in their comfortable bed that Sirimir had made and nipped his ear.
Sirimir twitched and opened his eyes. He looked into Nalia's playful eyes and narrowed his own eyes. She kissed the bottom of his muzzle, moaning softly. Sirimir then held her arms by her side and tenderly nipped her ears.
Nalia laughed and pretended to struggle, just enough to amuse him. He kissed her head, and then wrapped his arms all the way around her body.
"Let me go," Nalia playfully commanded her mate.
"No, you disturbed my sleep, you have to be punished," replied Sirimir.
"You were disturbing my sleep all last night, constantly waking me up to mate," Nalia complained.
"Well, what can you expect when my beautiful mate is in heat and naked in the same bed as me? And I'll tell you, Nalia, that smell of heat is intoxicating," Sirimir told her, bringing her head up so that their muzzle tips touched, gazing lovingly into her eyes.
"Sirimir..." Nalia quietly said. She was wanting him even now, and she knew that he knew that; he just wanted to taunt her.
"Yes, you will have to be punished," said Sirimir, gently licking her muzzle.
"Oh? And, Sirimir, what sort of punishment might you have in mind for you beautiful mate who is in heat and naked in the your bed?" asked Nalia seductively.
"Well, I might just do this," Sirimir turned her over and pressed her down on the bed face down. His member brushed against her folds, lengthening and hardening slightly.
"Oh, please, I beg of you, not this...I haven't gotten over the pain from last night...Please, Sirimir, something else..." Nalia playfully begged.
"Well, how about this?" said Sirimir turning her around and spreading her legs wide.
"Oh...I wasn't aware that I had such a strong mate, with such a fine body...You're so handsome..." whispered Nalia, gazing over his impressive muscles.
"Well, I have to hold you down when I'm about to knot, or else you'd run away from me," Sirimir laughed.
"No, I wouldn't!" Nalia laughed, forgetting the previous moment's pretenses.
"You would. I see it when ever my knot has grown, you press your ears down and screw your eyes tight shut. I'm sorry that it hurts you, but you know that it feels so good once I've tied my knot inside of you," Sirimir said to her, his muzzle brushing against hers.
"Sirimir! It hurts!" she cried playfully.
Sirimir looked at her skeptically, and pressed his body down on hers, his hands holding her arms down. He wrapped her up with his arms and sat up, bringing her with him. He was kneeling now and held her up to his muscular chest. She moved closer to him and brought her legs out from underneath her and wrapped them around his waist.
"I love you, Sirimir," she quietly whispered adoringly into his chest, pressing her muzzle up against him. Her arms caressed his strong back, and he gripped her waist and back, bringing her closer to his body.
"And I love you Nalia," Sirimir whispered back. He looked down into her glistening eyes and lovingly kissed her. Nalia smiled and closed her eyes, and then felt Sirimir turning her around. She leaned back against Sirimir and reached backwards, wrapping her hands around his neck, scratching and stroking him. Sirimir reach down with his hands towards her passage. She helped him guide his firm member towards her slit, lifting herself off of his lap before sitting down and enveloping Sirimir with her warm folds.
"Ooooh..." Nalia moaned passionately. She felt his member deeply probing her sex, and Sirimir brought her closer to him. They began a slow rhythm of Nalia moving up and down on his staff and Sirimir rocking her gently on his hips.
Sirimir grunted and began to push upwards, pressing ever further inside of her body. His member was lengthening and hardening. Nali kept one hand on Sirimir's neck and with the other gripped Sirimir's hand, which rested on her belly. Sirimir reached up with his other hand and gripped her firm breast before gently biting her scruff. Nalia's tail was coming out from in between her legs, underneath her mate's throbbing member. The two kneeling lovers passionately mated, Nalia softly whimpering and Sirimir gruffly growling into Nalia's ears in loving dominance.
"Nalia, my beloved mate," Sirimir whispered into her ears. His knot had swelled, and Nalia now felt with some pain the familiar sensation of her mate's knot popping in and out of her folds. She pressed up against her lover and pointed her muzzle upwards, a pained expression on her face, her delicate ears pressed flat down.
The lovers' rhythm increased, and Nalia's moans became more frequent, as did her soft whimpers of pain. Sirimir whispered into her ears, adoringly stroking her body in an effort to calm her down. Her heart beat was racing, as was Sirimir's, and their den was filled with the wet sound of Sirimir's member pouncing in and out of her moist folds. The smell of Nalia's body in glorious heat enveloped Sirimir's senses, arousing him and making him mate harder and faster with his lover.
"Oooh...Oooh...Sirimir...Sirimir!" cried Nalia as his knot encountered more and more resistance from Nalia's moist entrance.
"Hold on Nalia...Be strong..." whispered Sirimir, pressing slowly into her body.
Nalia clung to Sirimir and shivered as the knot expanded her folds. Sirimir tugged, and it popped back out.
Nalia screamed in pain, almost sobbing. The night of she and Sirimir's wedding, Nalia had realized that pain came with mating, and although she was screaming, she could bear it, and though Sirimir was troubled by her cries, he knew that they had to endure.
Nalia gasped as Sirimir's member entered her body. He moved in and out of her folds extremely fast, attempting to swell his knot sufficiently. Nalia's breath came faster, and she could feel both their hearts beating faster and faster.
Sirimir attempted to pull his knot back out and found that he could not. Nalia howled in pain, a clear, amazingly loud howl which was both beautiful and pitiful at the same time. Sirimir tightened his grip on her body and bit roughly into her neck. The sensations going through each lover's mind brought their arousal to a peak, and Sirimir felt himself releasing a torrent of his seed into her body.
"Sirimir!!" cried Nalia in pain and pleasure. She looked down and saw that Sirimir's bulge was pressing out against her folds, pressing the flesh up. She felt light headed when she saw this, as she did every time Sirimir tied his staff within her.
"Shh...Calm down, Nalia," Sirimir cried out, but the passion in his voice betrayed his true feelings. Neither mate could calm down, and Nalia was moaning more and more, rocking all over on Sirimir's lap. She looked down dizzily at her tail and saw her beloved Sirimir's seed leaking out of her folds onto her tail, staining its snow-white and sunlight-gold luster; she was filled over the brim, but her virile mate was still releasing.
Sirimir moved forward and began to push himself on top of Nalia. Nalia consented and got onto her hands and knees, sweeping her tail to the side as Sirimir pressed down on her back. Sirimir began to hump into her extremely fast, and she cried in ecstasy, tears of pain and joy falling down her muzzle. His hands firmly gripped the sides of her stomach, and he knelt above her, Nalia down on her knees before him, giving him a fantastic view of her body.
Sirimir howled, brining his head up to the sky. Nalia moaned in pleasure and pressed up against her lover's waist. Her mate let his tongue loll out of his mouth as he shook her. Nalia screamed in absurd pleasure and weariness as she felt her lover inside of her. She began to go limp and let Sirimir hold her up with his hands' tight grip. He moved down onto her back and wrapped his hands around her chest, squeezing her breasts tenderly. Nalia moaned and pressed against him, feeling him tighten his legs around her hips to hold her up. Sirimir licked and kissed her neck, pushing his hips against Nalia's rear to release the remainder of his seed into her womb.
"Sirimir..." Nalia softly moaned. Her mate brought his muzzle to the side of her head and kissed her muzzle. The mates slowly descended back down and Sirimir fell down onto his side. He wrapped his lover in his arms and placed his muzzle on top of hers. Nalia smiled as her mate held her close to him. She closed her eyes and whispered to her mate, "I love you, Sirimir...Wake me when you can take your knot out...."
"As you wish, my beloved mate..."
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