Elsa's Dance
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O.K. Basic info here, this is kind of my first attempt at a yiff story, so critique but be gentle, and please no hate flames. If you are under the minimal age limit for your state or county please do not read further. And with all that said {and boy it was a lot} enjoy.
Elsa's Dance
Elsa hadn't had a serious date for a long while. Most of her previous ones consisted of dinner, movie, attempted rape, and then a very firm ass kicking, compliments of her kickboxing training. One thing about Elsa was her temper and mind-set. She didn't put out on anyone's request. She was her own person and when she thought the time was right, and the person was worth it then she would show them a good time and not before. Not to say she was a prude though. Elsa had a couple of one-night stands with nice guys, but these were few and far between. Elsa was a 24 year-old, attractive, athletic, successful, otter. She lived in an oceanfront condo in the Sand Bridge neighborhood of Virginia Beach in the state of Virginia. She had chosen to spend the extra money to have a condo on the beach so she could go swim any time she wanted. The view of the dunes was beautiful; the rolling mounds of sand toped with tufts of sea-grasses and ambient life of the beach had called to Elsa since she first came to Virginia.
Elsa had met her date at the gym. He was not the average, "I'm buff, I'm strong, and I'm fuckable." Types; he was more the "Excuse me, I noticed you were outpacing everyone in the laps lane. Would you be willing to show me how you swim with such grace and speed." types. He was the non-stereotypical humble and curious but polite mongoose.
Elsa's favorite exercise was swimming laps, and she did so with the natural talent only an otter can have. Her fur was a glossy brown and her webbed fingers were long and slender, much like the rest of her. Her stomach was well-muscled and trim and her breasts were a very attractive C size set in front of her pectorals giving them the seeming size of D's. Her tail was nearly as thick as her waist and just longer than half her height of 5 feet and 7 inches. Her face was what seemed to magnetize males to her though. Her muzzle was short but smooth as silk to the touch, her ears were perfectly rounded but very small and could rarely be seen through her hair; her hair was mid-back length long, brown, and full. Each of these attributes was an attractive addition to her but her crowning glories were her eyes. Her eyes were two beautiful golden brown orbs set behind some of the longest lashes most males would ever see. Even looking in the mirror she was constantly surprised by how lovely her eyes were.
She had shown him how she used her tail to give her nearly half her speed, and pointed out that he would have to exercise his tail for a couple of hours a week to be able to use it in the same way, plus he would never obtain the full advantage of an assisting tail due to the fact that his tail was too short.
"I'm sorry for breaking into your routine so rudely. May I make it up to you sometime, say over dinner?" he asked. Elsa had expected something like this,
"Sure, 6:00 P.M. Saturday I really like the Olive Garden on Lynhaven Rd. Don't be late." She snickered to herself, 'I really threw him into that one. Oh well he was probably just trying to get a date with me in the first place.' She was clever like that, being able to tell what was on a male's mind, and it was generally only one thing.
Back at her condo that Saturday, she grinned sneakily while getting ready for her date,
"Well if he tries anything he'll be in for a big surprise." She mumbled to herself
as she strapped her snub-nose and holster to her thigh then pulled her dress down over it. She had chosen a bright red, knee length dress, high heels and a large red hair bow tied to her hair, which was up in a perfect ponytail. She snatched her purse off the Lazy-Fur chair by the door and headed toward her Champaign colored Avalon. The drive to the Olive Garden was a pleasant one indeed. She began to think about her date,
"He was kind of cute. I sure hope he is nicer than the puma I dated last time." She shuddered as the memories flooded back to her,
"He seemed nice enough at first but what gave him the right to grope me in public." The memory was affecting her more than she thought because she realized she had been speeding. She almost passed the restaurant due to her excess speed. She blushed as she saw her date staring at her from the front doors. He was in a suit holding the door open for an older couple. She made a mental note, 'Hmm, a gentle fur, maybe he isn't so bad after all.' She pulled into a free space and reached for the door handle only to grab thin air. She looked up in surprise and saw her date holding the door for her,
"Good evening. Are you alright?" he asked. Her blush deepened as she realized he was referring to the rather expedient manner of her arrival,
"Yes, I'm fine." She answered gliding out of her car in one fluid movement. She noted, with a good deal of satisfaction, his gaze widened as he beheld her in her dress. She took a few steps and realized he was not beside her. She looked back and giggled at what she saw. Her date was staring at her, still holding the door. She put a paw to her mouth to stifle an open-mouthed laugh,
"You can close the door now. I'm much nicer to see up close sitting across the table from you." She wagged her tail tip to emphasize the point further. He seemed to snap out of it at once,
"Oh, I'm sorryeeeiiiiiIIII!!!!" he yelped as he closed his tail in the door of the car. Elsa fumbled for her keys and quickly opened the door. He pulled his tail out and held it gingerly while whimpering. Elsa felt sorry for him,
"Let me see it." She took his tail and began carefully feeling for a break, fortunately the only thing she felt was swelling. She handed it back to him and rushed him to the front desk of the restaurant. The rabbit doe behind the reception counter raised an eyebrow when she saw them. A voluptuous otter femme running in high heels, dragging a suit-clad mongoose that was cradling his tail and stumbling every other step was quite a sight. Elsa slammed a firm paw down on the counter,
"Ice! Quickly!" The doe reached under the counter and produced a plastic bag,
"Break it in half and it becomes in instant ice pack." Elsa snapped the contents of the bag and sure enough it became cold almost instantly. She handed it to her date then turned back to the doe,
"Two please." The doe smiled and pulled two menus from under the counter,
"Follow me please."
The rabbit doe seated them and asked for drink requests. Elsa ordered an unsweetened iced tea while her date ordered a cherry coke. While they were waiting for their orders to arrive Elsa realized she didn't even know his name,
"It occurs to me that our previous meeting was so short I didn't even get your name." She said.
"Well actually neither did I. I'm Aaron." He said. Else smiled inwardly already planning a surprise for her date,
"My name is Elsa. I'm a 24 year old exotic dancer..." she stopped mid sentence, "Is something wrong?" she asked. Aaron's eyes were bugging out of his head,
"Did you say exotic dancer?" he asked.
"Yes I did. And you can stop drooling now." She said.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to, it's just that you looked so nice, then I find out you're a dancer..." Elsa's expression changed instantly,
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.
"It's nothing personal, I just knew a dancer before and she was a real jerk..."
"Isn't that stereotyping me for something someone else did?" she snapped, but she was instantly sorry. Aaron's face looked the epitome of apologetic,
"You're right... I'm sorry. That was a stupid thing to say." Elsa reached her right paw over the table and caressed his left,
"Hey it's O.K. just try to be more sensitive in the future." He returned the favor and smoothed her paw-fur down,
"Thanks. Um, what are you going to have?"
"The Salmon Fillet with a potato. You?"
"The Southwestern Salad with spicy chicken tidbits." Elsa looked surprised,
"A guy having a salad?"
"Well yes."
"Isn't that a little weird?" she asked. Aaron smirked,
"Isn't that stereotyping me because of someone else's preference?" Elsa caught the joke and laughed dryly,
"Ha ha very funny." Aaron felt bad,
"Oh come on I didn't mean it. I'm sorry."
"Oh I know, I was only joking. I was wondering though what do you do for a living?" Aaron held up a finger and pointed the waitress who was waiting patiently,
"In a moment. Ladies first."
"I'll have the Salmon Fillet with a potato please."
"The Southwestern Salad with spicy chicken tidbits." He said, then turned back to Elsa,
"I am with Geeks On Call actually." He held up his right paw to halt any comments,
"I know I don't look like a computer nerd but in high school even the math and chess clubs beat me up. So I swore I would beef up."
"I can see that you did." Elsa observed gently squeezing Aaron's forearm. Aaron blushed slightly,
"Maybe, but I'm only twenty five. I still have a long way to go before I'm where I want to be." Elsa frowned,
"You look pretty good to me." Aaron's blush deepened,
"Thank you. You look very nice yourself. I imagine you get plenty of tips."
"You have no idea. You should see some of my moves..."
"I'd love to." they both blurted out their respective sentences before they realized it.
"Really?" Elsa asked breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"Of course! Who, in their right mind, wouldn't want to watch a beautiful girl dance for them?"
"I don't know but our dinners are here." Elsa said. Aaron looked up and saw a huge pile of salad being handed to him,
"Wow, this is more than I thought it would be."
They ate still making small talk. Elsa was first to finish her dinner, and she had a plan since he seemed genuinely nice and since she wanted to see him again,
"So are you still going to watch me dance back at my place?" she asked. Aaron nearly choked on his salad,
"You were serious? I thought you were playing."
"Well initially I was, but you seem to be a genuine gentle fur, besides I need a private audience to try out some new moves, before I show my manager so I don't look like a fool."
"Can I get a doggie bag?" Aaron yelled to the wait staff.
Aaron's mind was racing,
"Wow, look at this place!'
"Do you like it?"
"Oh yeah!"
"Make yourself comfortable while I gat changed."
"Any place you recommend?"
"The couch." She yelled from her bedroom. Aaron sat down and reclined a bit. Feeling a bit more at home he examined his surroundings. The condo was spacious and well furnished. The furniture was very pleasant but not extravagant, with a full couch lining the right wall and a Lazy-Furr on either side of it. A large TV, DVD, & VHS system was set perfectly into an entertainment center on the opposite wall.
"Are you comfy?" she called from the bedroom.
"For the most part."
"Are you ready?"
"I guess so." He said shakily. Aaron was nervous, his paws were drenched with sweat. He had never seen an exotic dancer perform before. Elsa came out wearing a bathrobe,
"Could you turn down the lights?" she asked.
"Sure." Aaron's voice cracked as he answered. Hw stood up, walked over, and turned the dimmer knob on the wall. While his back was turned, Elsa removed the bathrobe. She was wearing an extremely revealing thong swimsuit. Aaron turned back around and his jaw dropped,
"Wow are you the star attraction?"
"I wish. I'm only third best."
"How could anyone be more beautiful?" Aaron blurted. Elsa blushed at the compliment,
"There is this model thin bunny with double D's... well I won't bore you with details on her. This first one I got the idea for while watching the Olympics." Elsa bounced over to the entertainment system and simply hit PLAY on the DVD player. A Techno beat began playing,
"It's D.J. Airbase. I use him for most of my routines. Have a seat and enjoy." Aaron obeyed happily.
Elsa raised both her paws above her head and began swaying her hips and tail in perfect time with the rhythms of the music. She raised her muzzle into the air and closed her eyes while slowly bringing down her paws and caressing her waist moving them slowly up to her breasts. She slid her paws up and under the fabric slowly pulling it upward. She stopped just before revealing her pink nipples, and let go allowing the fabric to snap lightly. She lowered her muzzle and gave Aaron a very seductive look while allowing her hair to flow down perfectly covering her lovely C sized attributes. She slid one paw up to the cross section of the bikini top and sliced the center cleanly with a claw. The top was elastic and so flew straight back, parting her hair just long enough to give Aaron a teasing glance at her full breasts before her hair re-covered them.
Elsa ran her paws down and over the bikini bottom caressing her crotch over the material then slowly pulling it down to a place where her fur no longer grew. She let go and eased her tail up. She slid her tail under the thong bottom then snaked her tail around and covered her silky treat. She then used her claws and again ripped the material. The bikini bottom slid down to her feet and she kicked it away. With her tail still hiding her lips she slid it up and caressed her sex, stimulating herself and wetting the tip of her tail with her moisture. Aaron's nostrils flared as his nose detected the scent of an aroused femme. Aaron was the victim of a raging hard-on while he watched Elsa teasing him, seducing him in ways only a beautiful and well-practiced femme could. She finished by sliding her wetted tail-tip up and out toward Aaron while using the rest of her tail to keep herself covered. She leaned way back allowing her hair to slide off her breasts and blew air lightly at her tail-tip sending the scent of arousal toward her mesmerized audience. Aaron could hardly contain himself. Her alluring dance made him crave to be with her far stronger than any femme had before. Elsa saw how hard he was resisting and felt sorry for him at the same time she was very happy because she knew her audience would like that particular routine. Elsa decided Aaron had had enough,
"You've seen how good I am on the dance floor," she stood up and sashayed back toward her room, "now why don't you see how good I am when I'm with you?"
Aaron needed no second offer. He followed Elsa back to her bedroom. She was standing just in front of the bed, looking as beautiful as ever. Aaron quickly slipped out of his suit. Elsa's eyes enlarged as she beheld his muscular form and then her eyes were drawn to HIM. Elsa had been with a couple of males before but Aaron was a good bit larger. Aaron stepped up to her and slowly leaned in to kiss her. Elsa closed her eyes, happy she had finally found a male who not only respected her but was willing to go slow in order to make her comfortable. Their lips touched only barely brushing before they began to kiss. And what a kiss! Aaron slowly picked Elsa up and laid her down on the bed ever holding their kiss. Elsa's head spun, 'Wow! He's a really good kisser too!' she thought. She kissed him back and she felt his right paw begin to caress her smooth stomach slowly moving up to her right breast. His paw for all its strength was as gentle as a warm summer breeze. No male had ever been so gentle with her. Elsa felt like she was flying as he broke the kiss, lowered his muzzle to her left breast and began to suckle on her soft, pink-centered, mound of beauty. A low moan escaped her muzzle as Aaron's tongue found her sweet spot. Aaron concentrated on keeping Elsa's mind occupied with his muzzle, while his right paw caressed down to her legs then eased his paw between them. Elsa gasped as Aaron's paw drew back her hood and caressed her over sensitized rosebud. Elsa reached her right paw out and gently grasped his length. Aaron murred with delight as Elsa began to slowly paw him off. With her other paw she reached down and moved Aaron's paw from her clit to the entrance of her moistened lips and inside her. Aaron's paw began to tickle her insides while gently forcing his paw further inside her. He was opening her, for him. Elsa could not wait any longer,
"Aaron," she panted, "Please... take me." Aaron pulled his muzzle away from Elsa's breast and moved his entire body on top of her. He gently spread her legs and her lips,
"Are you ready?" he asked. Elsa bit her lower lip and nodded 'yes'. Aaron slowly slipped inside her soft sweet sex. Elsa whimpered and panted as Aaron worked himself deeper into her. Elsa's entire body tingled and her breath came in short erotic sobs. She had never felt so alive. Finally Aaron stopped and rested; he was fully inside her. Aaron was also panting both from the effort of holding back and from the intense feeling of Elsa's tight treasure. Aaron looked down at the immaculately beautiful otteress beneath him and asked one final time,
"Are you ready?" Elsa reached up and pulled Aaron's head and muzzle down toward hers. She opened her muzzle and began kissing him with a passion she had never imagined was within her. Aaron began to pull out. As he was just about to slip out of her he pushed back in. He began taking her in earnest and they both needed to breathe so they separated from their kiss. Elsa cried out softly as Aaron pounded away at her tight, silken, womanhood. Elsa began to feel the build-up of an explosively intense orgasm, and each of Aaron's thrusts seemed to intensify that feeling ten-fold. Elsa was panting and whimpering with delight when she felt the intense feeling overtake her mind. She cried out in pure unbridled ecstasy, while Aaron grunted and growled as her orgasm also forced him over the edge. Aaron collapsed on top of Elsa panting for all he was worth then quickly rolled off her and out of her,
"I," *pant*, "love you," *pant*, "Elsa." He said quickly but gently pulling the covers over them. Right then Elsa made up her mind, 'Oh hell yeah! I'm going to see him again."
THE END