Meddowind branches out
I have never uploaded a story before so constructive criticicsm is wecome. Its very short I know but I always like to get to the point and If a story goes on too long I find myself getting bord of writing it.
This is basicly some smut I dreamt up last night ;)
Meddowind. Not a conventional name for an otter girl I know, but its mine, given to me by my mother and father. My mother is a river otter like myself, and my father, I never knew my biological father as he was a donor, but the chakat I call father is patterned like a snow leopard. Like my name, I would not change them for the world. They are very open minded, and still I am afraid of the choice i've made being the one that burns the bridges.
It was a few years ago when I broke up with yet another girlfriend that suddenly decided she would rather a male partner that I bought kassi, My border collie for some company. She was a perfect match, mellow like me and silly when playing and those dark brown eyes speak of understanding. It was that one year that Kassi started her first heat. That was when I decided I would branch out.
The house scent that morning was different. I did not know what it was until like every morning Kassi leapt onto the bed to give me my morning kisses, and after pushing back the onslaught of doggy licks I realised the smell was stronger on her. My first thought was perhaps she had knocked over a bottle of delicious smelling perfume during the night, but a quick inspection of the dresser showed not.
I pulled back the covers off my nude form (seemed pointless wearing night wear in this unseasonal heat and with no one around in my own house) and began the walk to the kitchen. Food first, hungry, were my bleary eyed thoughts. In went the bread down went the lever out came the butter out came the jam out with the plate, knife, just like every morning. The toast popped up and I started to butter it, all the while kassi was lent against my leg looking up hopefully.
Occasionally I would be a little too liberal with the jam and some would fall to be licked up by my furry Hoover, today was one of those occasions. As I lifted the knife on a spread towards myself a sizeable glob of jam fell to my stomach just past my belly button, to slowly crawl its way lower.
I shivered as I felt it dribble down to just above my nethers. It had been way too long since my last bit of excitement and masturbating felt too lonely to do any good. I gasped as I felt kassi get to work without missing a beat. Her wide tongue wiped across my pussy and up to the jam resting on my clit in one long lap followed by several quicker laps just above to clear the jam.
I just stared. She stopped and stared back. We lingered for a while. I grabbed my toast, ran for the living room and sat on the sofa, cross legged, and put on the morning news. It was not cold but I shivered as I watched about something to do with another company going belly up and ate my toast. My mind was dedicated to neither of those things as the feeling still lingered. Kassi who was still sat in the kitchen licking her lips, entered the room to sit in front of me and stare with those eyes that dragged me in. Pleadingly she tilted her head to the side and made a soft whimper.
I scooped some jam on a finger and held it out for her. She did not approach so I unfolded my legs and lent forward, offering the jam. She dashed forward, ignoring the finger as she plunged her nose into my crotch and began licking furiously. I could not move, it was the best feeling I had ever felt, so wild, so feral. I fell backwards onto the sofa panting. The forgotten plate fell to the floor with a dull thud.
Kassi moved back licking her lips. I thought she was distracted by the fall but she then turned around and lay with her rear in the air and her tail to the side. How could I be so blind? She was in heat and almost as if she had planned it, my sex starved, pleasure addled mind, saw her as my new mate.
I leaned forward and crawled across the floor. Not once in my mind did I think of her as a lesser being, or the acts to follow were taboo. She and I had a sensual need, and she had just given consent. I had loved my kassi like a daughter, but now I loved her as a mate.
My nose reached her crotch and I breathed in her amazing scent, sending shivers up my spine with agonising need. I gave an experimental lick and was rewarded with her sweet taste and a whimper, followed with a push back. I could not get enough of that taste and licked like I had a fever, the only cure being her sweet medicine.
My thoughts leapt out to the bedroom cupboard to where my feeldoe lay, unused for too long. I got up and dashed to the bedroom followed by a playful barking. I opened the cupboard and fell to my knees as I rooted around the bottom. The search made more feverish as that wet nose pressed behind me again. I grasped around the seven inch shaft and yanked it out.
I got up, much to kassis' displeasure, as I sat on the edge of the bed. I placed the shorter bulbous section to my opening and did not hesitate in plunging the device strait into my needy pussy. I moaned out loud which caused kassi to leap up and knock me backwards onto the bed with my legs hanging off the edge.
We shared lick kisses all the while kassi was stood over my naked body, heaving with breath. I could feel her natural juices drip around my crotch and onto the protruding feeldoe, acting as a member which I slowly pumped with my free right hand, spreading the doggy lube all over the shaft.
I moved the member upwards to position at kassis' sex and just let the tip dip inside. She let loose a doggy version of a moan and pushed herself down five inches as I felt the resulting pressure press deep inside myself against my G-spot. I bucked my hips and we began thrashing together in ecstasy, our belly furs rubbing against each other and our groins mashing together with a wet squelch.
Each of us were letting out whimpers, groans and moans urging the other on in our desperate movements. It was not long until our climax hit simultaneously, her howling and my scream melding together into a beautiful primal song of love and shared pleasure. She collapsed on top of me and we breathed heavily together, with my arms and legs wrapped around her as we rode the afterglow feeling each others closeness.
Soon after we awoke from a short nap, still connected. I rolled us onto our side and slid the toy from my feral lover with a *shhllop* and pulled it from myself with a wet gasp. This was the moment I realised I loved animals, quite a bit more than your average person. And wondered how I was going to introduce my new girlfriend to my parents. We shared everything about ourselves; it's what kept our family close. Revealing this could tear us apart. But at least I would have my Kassi by my side, as always.