My Vixen
This is sorta just a first for me bear in mind (no pun intended) that this was written by my sleep deprived mind at 4 in the morning .
My vixen
I sigh and shiver as my body searches for yours while I slumber.
Whispering your name, your voices like sweet honey.
My body craves your sweet scent with subtle wood undertones.
I whimper knowing you're not there.
Images of your warm comforting eyes flooding my mind; phantom memories.
I feel a phantom touch of your arms wrapping around me and resting square on my chest.
I cry in my sleep missing you.
Then, the memory of our first night of passionate lovemaking fills my mind.
The scents, sights, and sounds of our passion engulf my mind. Like floodgates being opened on a dam.
I whimper my ears flattening as I feel my member harden.
The phantom feeling of your tight warm folds wrap around me.
The faint yelp followed by a moan as I pick up the pace.
Your faint whispers of, "yes baby fuck me like I'm your toy!" reverberate through my mind like the ringing of a bell.
A loud yelp as I bite your neck, allowing my dominate instincts kick in.
Sweat soaks into my fur as I thrust time after time into your wet tightening cunt.
Your moans go an octave higher as you writhe under my form reaching your sweet climax fighting around me, quivering as you squirt your womanly juices onto my crotch; I keep thrusting.
I feel myself growing closer with each thrust, drowned out by the loud smack of my balls against your flesh.
The phantom feelings grow stronger as I curl in a ball in my queen size bed, cumming hard onto the silk sheets moaning loudly and purring deeply with the pleasure of the memories.
I whisper sub-consciously, "I miss you. My Vixen "and fall into a deeper sleep.