An Introduction
Here is a collaborative 'short' story that me and Demonwhisper did together. Hope you enjoy and don't forget to tell us what you think! ;3
~ sweets
An Introduction
I walk down the slow streets towards the apartment complex I currently reside in.
*sigh*
One day I will find a better place to live in. It's not that it's a hell-hole of a roach infested place with gangs running wild or anything. I guess having to live in a rented room, worrying about getting money for rent on time is what really bothers me.
I have a job, but it's only getting me by really. I hate it when the holidays roll around during this point in my life because I cannot afford to give much else but a card and maybe a lottery scratch off if I'm lucky. It depresses me, but I get by.
Friends. Those and my family help me stay within sanity now. I know you may already think the way I'm going on, I might be a little out of it already, but I'm not. This is just my life, which is loosely held together with the bonds of love and trust I have with my companions.
I am a lucky one to have these things, but let's not get into that, I am here for another reason after all, and it's not to bring anyone into a downer either.
Where was I? Yes, going down the sidewalk, after work, heading home.
Today is a good day for me, it really is. I just .... recall things from time to time. But I am happy right now. I went out with friends and we had fun the other day, a little girls night out, if you wish.
It would be nice to have a companion like many of them do, to lie at night with cuddled against the cold.
As I walk past the buildings, flashes of trash fires glimmering in some of the alleys as the bums and vagrants try to defrost themselves and keep from the bitter winds that come by, something catches my eye.
Black. That is what I see. Oh, yes, deep black as night fur belonging to a handsome wolf. It sends tingles down my spine. I am drawn to him, suddenly wanting to meet with him.
Now I don't usually hang around strangers I've never met before, but he .... he seemed different. My instincts were telling me, hey, you can trust him. And they never lie to me.
I try not to make myself too noticeable as I close the gap between us, fortunate he is going in the general direction I am. I bob and weave through the handful of others on the slab of pavement before I get almost behind him.
Unsure of what to do next, I speed my pace a little until I get within reach....
"Um, hi....," I tell the dark stranger as I touch him on the elbow, trying to get his attention.
"Oh, sorry, am I going too slow?" He laughs. It is a surprisingly light and pleasant laugh. I was expecting a more rough one from the looks of him.
"Uh, what?" I reply, not quite understanding his response to what I just said.
"Well, sometimes I seem to day dream, I guess you could call it, and I, well, I guess I'm in my own little world then .... and I don't pay attention, I seem to walk more at ease, slower, and people usually don't like that, especially if they are in a hurry themselves." he went on, apologetically.
"Oh! No, no, it's nothing like that. It's just, I ...."
"Yes?"
"Would you like to, spend some time together?"
He stopped walking. That's a bad sign, I thought. He's going to think I'm stalking him, or mentally ill or something now. So much for never being wrong instinct....
"Sure! I'm not doing anything else important, and I'd hate to turn a lovely girl down like you."
I blush at his complement, and lead him to a more, secluded area.
"Where are we going?" he questioned, curious about the change of things.
"Somewhere a little more, private."
Now it was his turn to blush, as he picked up on the subliminal message. When I said spend some time together, he thought to maybe go get coffee and talk a bit, not start romantic relations or anything.
"B-but, we don't even know each other...."
"Shhh," I tell him. I don't know what is wrong with me, I just, have this sudden craving for him....
We are now behind a wide corner of a building, blocked off all around by others like it, the only exit the way we came in. It is peaceful here, as it is only us two wolves in the little niche.
"Um, what did you want to do?" he asked, now shy at the prospect of what might be happening now.
"Anything, everything, I can't help myself, I just know, I want you."
He looks at me like, "Huh?" as if he can't believe what he just heard.
I pin him against the wall and lay a deep kiss on him before he thinks of having any response, and his response to my actions are well taken, as he returns the kiss.
I can feel him loosen, if only a bit, noticing his pink member poke up out of his sheath at the warm contact of my lips.
Grinning slightly, I take him in my hands and run his sheath gently up and down between my fingers, basking in the soft fur of his underbelly.
He moans softly and whimpers in response.
"Black, you are .... some hot stuff." I giggle, unable to think of a better response.
"Mmm, uunnhh, oh, no, I think you're the hot stuff, uh"
"Sweets, that's enough to go by now," I reply to his unvoiced question.
"I like it, sounds, appropriate. And Black, that's a nice name for me too, because of my fur, right?"
"Hmm, yes." I am tired of talking and long to get down to business. Yet he can't help but speak. *sigh*
"Mmmm," he murrs, as I continue to fap him, enjoying it as much as he is, already beginning to feel hot myself. "Sweet, we only just met...."
"Oh, haven't you heard of friends with benefits?" I whimper teasingly, my hand picking up speed, waiting for the surprise to pop out into the open.
He whimpers and lays his head on my shoulder. "Y-yes, Sweets, I have h-heard of that. And I'll be glad to be your friend if I can have such pleasure in it, ohhnnn," It is hard for him to get much out as I start to apply pressure with my pumps, as he continues to moan softly.
Whimpering some more while my soft paws caress and excite him, begging to feel the pleasure he has so wrongly been denied by loneliness, he whispers, "Dear God Sweets, please don't ever stop....!"
Kneeling to meet his now fully exposed cock, I engulf it fully, bobbing a few times, before coming up for air.
"Never, love," I whisper back, quivering with my own wants even more.
Grabbing his hand from the wall, I lead it to my burning slit, encouraging him, begging almost, to let him please me too....
Slowly, he rubs the outer lips of my clit, slipping a finger in to the knuckle, gasping as his dick hits the back of my throat, right before I suck in one last breath through my nostrils. I shake with delight at this rude intrusion, bucking slightly upon his entrance, squeezing his dick in response, moving down to his knot.
Rising again to his eye level, I once again kiss him deeply, longing for the hot feel of his mouth against mine. I apply pressure to his pulsing knot, Black whimpering like a pup, before returning the favor, sliding his tongue past my lips to rest against mine, while sliding his ring finger to rest by his middle in my now very wet pussy. I shamelessly begin to arch and hump at his palm, bringing his waiting fingers in and out of me slightly, somewhat gasping for breath.
He can no longer take it as he growls gently, shoving me over onto the cool wall now, his primal instincts taking control. Pressing my legs apart with his knee, he shoves his prick as deep as he can into my tight clutch, desiring nothing but pleasure. I suppress a yip, not wanting to draw attention from the unseen passersby trickling down the sidewalk. My walls burn as I am suddenly stretched by his sudden forcefulness, though I enjoy it.
This began with him being my submissive little bitch, and now it was my turn to be his, as I lay my ears low to mark my position.
I hear his chest rumble as he growls deeply and bites my ear. "What does my pet desire?" he ponders aloud, thrusting hard once, teasing me by waiting. The nibble didn't bother me, but the waiting did.
"Mmm, master," I cry, bumping against his hips a little, "Do with me what you wish, I am yours to play with. "Please do not make me wait, I want you, so much."
He rumbles deeply again, thrusting himself onto me hard and fast, wanting me to scream and fill my womb with his seed. Smothering my face with his, he slides his tongue against mine once more, growling pleasurably.
Thinking upon the subject, I meld my reproductive organs together, making sure there is no ovaries to fertilize with. One thing I enjoy as a shifter, I would have to say, is the ease of an unbeatable contraceptive, having no reproduction capabilities at all. Simply, I've made myself sterile. I could never afford to have pups right now, I can barely scratch by with my apartment!
Back to the action in the alleyway, I latch onto my partners ass, squeezing it in my hands like clay. This only hardens him even more, as I feel his rod stiffen inside me, slashing at my insides. I can feel his pulse inside me, knowing he is about to topple over the edge, feeling myself explode from the excitement, juices gushing out of me, slicking the both of us up, making his movements become faster and harder.
All I can hear now is growling and panting, as he licks around my mouth and begins to suck my tongue. It dances in his mouth, enjoying this new feeling of pressure, wriggling like a snake inside his cavernous maw. The growling only grows louder as his knot begins to expand, darting in and out of my slit with an audible 'pop' and a grunt each time.
Wanting to change position, I arrange myself (making sure he is still inside me, thrusting) to where my belly lies against the cool stone, sticking my behind out for him, nudging against him in the hopes he will catch on.
Coming to realize my new stance, his head spinning with pleasure, he begins to hump me doggy style, grasping my ample buttocks for extra grip. I know we will lock soon, and, feeling this change too, Black suddenly lunges for my neck, sinking his fangs into my soft fur, biting hard, yet not breaking the skin, as his knot locks in place while he starts to pour his creamy liquids into my unfertile womb.
No longer able, or caring to stifle myself, I let out a loud yip, piercing the night, vaguely aware someone was sure to have heard it. His fangs still embedded in me, he latches on with no remorse as he leaves his mark, bruising the gentle skin beneath, continuously bucking into my hips, trying to keep the pleasure alive, as I so wantingly desire. As we are locked, and my upper half momentarily subdued, I move my lower regions swiftly, if only by a small margin, against his, craving his touch.
Unable to steady myself any longer, I collapse against the wall, Black catching me, letting me slide slowly, before joining me on the ground, almost collapsing himself, on top of me.
Panting, he slowly looks up at me. "Mistress? W-what happened?" he asked me, half-heartedly.
"Heh," I pant back, sticking my hand out to him, "We just introduced ourselves."
We both laugh for a while, before containing ourselves enough to speak.
"W-we should do this again sometime," I suggest to Black.
"Yeah, we should," he pants.
I do not have to wait long before we unlock, enjoying the feeling of him sliding out of my abused tunnel, cringing for more. Picking myself up, I straighten up and dust off the alley grit from my body, wiping away any noticeable fluids in the process. It was a good thing I was only a block or two from my apartment.
"Well, I better go," I tell him. "I have cats to feed, y'know!" I laugh and wave goodbye to my new friend as I head out of the alley, winking at the bum who's thoughts were now confirmed by the sight of me, smelling the musky odors coming from my crevices.
Black watches as I disappear from his sight, as he whimpers and smiles, blowing a kiss to my presence, quietly calling to himself, "Farewell mistress...."