Kiss and make up
When you get in a fight on a ski trip, there's only one good way to make things right...
Hey guys; this is my second story, hope ya like it!
WARNING: The following story contains a situation with two adult furs performing sexual acts. It is not recommended that you read this if you are under the age of 18 (or 21 in certain places).
"How do you always manage to drag me into these things, Jimmy?"
"Ah, come on; this'll be fun!"
Heather Rhodes and her boyfriend James Convel were slowly rising on the chairlift of the local ski resort, the vixen shivering intensely. James was always on the lookout for a big adrenaline rush and he figured that the resort's many twists and turns would be a wild thrill to stimulate him. Heather just wanted to go home and curl up with a good book, but when the wolfcub within her boyfriend called, there was no way to stop him from answering.
Arriving at the top of the hill, James let out a low whistle as his eyes went wide. The hill was on a steep incline, with many twists, turns and jumps thrown in for thrill seekers like himself. Heather just rolled her eyes, looking around for the safest way down, but James obviously had other ideas.
"James, what are you- Hey!"
Within seconds, James had picked his girlfriend up bridal-style and jumped into the slopes, his snowboard leaving a long trail behind the two as he swerved through the course. Once they reached the bottom, James let out a whoop of glee.
"Oh man, that was AWESOME! What'd ya think, hon?" he asked, setting his girlfriend down gently. There was silence in the snowy region for a few seconds before a loud 'THWACK!' followed by a masculine shout of pain and some very choice words from a female voice resounded throughout the resort.
(An hour later...)
James and Heather were sitting side-by-side on a couch in front of a roaring fire at a private cabin that James had reserved, James rubbing his tender right cheek while Heather played the latest Pokemon game on her 3DS. Heather glanced at her boyfriend for a few seconds before sighing, saving her progress and turning the game off.
"Sorry for slapping you." she said, ears drooping a little. James managed a weak smile and chuckled a little.
"That's okay, I kinda had it comin'. I shoulda never scared ya like that." James replied, reaching out to gently stroke his girfriend's cheek. Heather's eyes fluttered shut as she nuzzled into the soft touch of her boyfriend's fingers, a light moan of pleasure escaping her lips. Heather's eyes snapped open and she pulled away from the furry hand, a blush coloring her cheeks a darker red than normal.
"What's the matter? Why so nervous all of a sudden?" James asked, putting his hand on Heather's shoulder. Heather bit her lip and James' eyes went wide.
"Look, if ya feel like we're rushin' things, all ya gotta do is tell me." James said, gently turning Heather's head towards him so that he could make direct eye contact.
"It's not that." Heather sighed, biting her lip again.
"Then what?" James asked. Heather was struggling to find her words when a telltale scent made its' way into James' nostrils. Now understanding why his girlfriend was so nervous, James slowly eased her onto her back on the couch.
"Don't worry. I'll go slow so you don't get uncomfortable." James said, slowly lowering his lips to hers. Eyes fluttering shut, the vixen's lips made firm contact with the wolf's, their tongues entwining in a dance of pure passion. Throwing her arms around her boyfriend's neck, heather deepened the already passionate kiss, enjoying the taste of James' mouth. She was starting to get a bit hot under the collar as her heat, which had been getting to her over the last few days, made itself painfully obvious. Ending the kiss, Heather motioned to the bedroom.
"Bed... NOW!"
Nodding breathlessly, James carried Heather bridal-style to the big king-size bed just a room away. Laying her on the covers, James unzipped his hooded jacket and shrugged it off, followed shortly after by his long-sleeved shirt. He then pulled something out of his pocket and threw it on the bed before taking off his jeans and boxer shorts. Heather had shed her clothing by this time too and noticed the item James had thrown onto the bed. It was a condom, a 'Miracle in latex engineering' according to James. James by this point was sporting a substantial erection, his knot bulging inside of its' sheath, not quite inflated, but that would soon change. Heather grabbed the condom as James slowly crawled up to her on the big bed, her teeth making short work of the foil wrapper. James now presented his dick to heather, the erect organ twitching every few seconds. Placing the bulb of the condom between her lips, heather slowly and sensually rolled the latex contraceptive down her boyfriend's dick, dancing her tongue along every vein and bump she felt along the way, making James squirm in pleasure. Once the condom was fully unrolled, Heather slowly licked her way up James' dick, placing a kiss on the tip of the head. She then pulled herself up by her boyfriend's neck as he pulled her up by the hips, raising her just above the tip of his erect prick.
"Careful, Jimmy; this is my first time." Heather panted, throwing in James' nickname for emphasis. James nodded, placing a quick kiss on her nose before gently easing his way into her love tunnel. He soon came to Heather's natural resistance: her hymen. Looking Heather straight in the eyes, James made sure she was ready. After a slow, confident nod, Heather clenched her eyes shut and braced herself. James pulled back and then made one quick thrust, taking her virginity. James kissed away the few tears that rolled down Heather's cheeks, staying as still as possible while his girlfriend's insides adjusted to the presence of his cock. Once they made eye contact again, James slowly started moving inside of Heather, making her moan slightly, the pleasure of the activity starting to make itself known after the pain that had previously occurred. Slowly easing Heather onto her back, James started pumping faster and harder inside of his girlfriend, making the vixen moan louder. He leaned down, taking one of Heather's nipples between his lips and suckling like a cub, surprisingly finding a rich, sweet milk to nurse on. Suckling on and pumping away at his girlfriend, James watched through half-lidded eyes as Heather's own eyes began to flutter, her head arching back as pleasure-filled convulsions rocked her body. Lapping up the remaining beads of milk on her breast, James began thrusting harder into his girlfriend, plunging his cock as deep into her as possible as his knot unsheathed and began bumping against Heather's entrance.
"James... Get it in! Put your knot inside me!" Heather shouted, feeling her orgasm about to hit. James was getting close as well and began ramming his swelling knot against Heather's pussy, wedging it partway in on the third thrust. With one mighty effort, James plunged his knot into Heather's cunt, her internal muscles clenching and pulsing around it. With twin howls of pure ecstacy, Heather and James' orgasms crashed over them, James spilling his seed deep into the condom while Heather's quivering pussy milked his knot and dick for everything they were worth. After five minutes, the two lovers were so exhausted that they passed out.
(An hour and a half later...)
Heather awoke, feeling the lean weight of her boyfriend comfortably pressing on her body. She listened to him snoring lightly for a few seconds and felt his slowly diminishing knot inside of her, slowly falling asleep again as a thought hit her:
'That was one hell of a way to kiss and make up!'