Before The Storm
Once again, just a little something written on the fly.
It is near dusk on the shores of the northern coast, the waves are breaking against the sands just before the cliffs begin. Along the beach there is a small trail of footsteps leading to a small inlet where a creak met the cliff, creating a small waterfall into a enclosed area. At the center of the pool there could be seen a single, very beautiful mouse maiden. Her clothes had been thrown onto the rocks nearby and her hair unbraided, it now flowing down over her petite shoulders. She was standing just underneath the waterfall, using it as a sort of shower to cleanse herself. The waters broke over her slender form, trickling down over her breasts and sides into the water, tracing along her body. Her eyes were closed and she was humming an old song, in complete bliss... However this bliss was soon interrupted by a sound, the sound of paws. The mousemaid jumped at the sound, pressing her arms onto her breasts and a paw over her pussy. To her delight though as she turned she spotted Martin the Warrior, her companion for the past few months. She started to smile and attempted to speak but the male held up a finger for her silence, slowly removing his tunic to reveal the strong muscles underneath. Her face turned to one of arousal as he entered the waters near her and approached. He then came to her, folding his arms around her waist and kissing her gently on the lips. She too held him in an embrace, allowing his muscled body to press against hers. She then began sliding her hand down his front, moving it to his erect manhood below, starting to stroke and massage it. This caused Martin to moan very lightly at her touch. As his arousal grew he began to pull her up with his strong arms, taking hold of her soft velvety fur and picking her up, her slender legs wrapping around his waist as she once again kissed his lips. She was then slowly lowered upon his eager member, causing her a moment of pain but followed by utter ecstasy as he penetrated her deeply, as she had wanted him to for so very long. She let out a long moan as she felt herself filled by his cock. He moved back slowly, sitting down upon a rock as he started to thrust into her, shaking her body and causing her breasts and cheeks to shake in a wonderful rhythm. She let her head fall back as he started to fuck her. Her pussy was wet and very eager to take him in. He let go of her waist for a moment so that he could pull her forward to him, locking her in a long and passionate kiss, their tongues intertwining. Her tail wound itself around him, gripping onto his body as hers bounced upon his cock. Soon Martin let out one final strong thrust into her body, cumming deeply into her womb. As if it were clockwork Rose too began to cum, her walls tightening and gripping onto his cock as he almost yelled with the pleasure it brought them. For a moment they were still and simply enjoyed the silence of the moment, Rose taking herself off of him and then laying by his side. She
placed her head on his chest, feeling it rise and lower as he breathed. They laid there for a long while after, wishing only that the moment could last forever.