That Special kind of Sticky Heat.
The second adult story I ever wrote. As always, thanks for reading and feel free to comment and critique!
It had been a weird winter season for the young wolf that stalked through the forest. His black fur shifted in the breeze and he sauntered between the trees. It had been a warm winter... a little too warm for the still heavily pelted animal. Warm and dry would be the best explanation of the past season, and it was shaping up to be a sweltering spring. The wolf flicked his ears in annoyance as he thought about the sticky heat that was already in place. The other thing that bothered the young male about the past winter was the enormous lack of willing females, an annoyance that showed in every wince that crossed his muzzle when his swollen orbs bounced to hard against each other. No females means no release and no release makes for a very frustrated male in his sexual prime. It was of no matter now though, the season had passed and the wolf had to worry about other things, the heat was beginning to take its toll and he wanted to find some way to cool off. With a huff the male wolf padded off towards where he thought a river might be. It didn't take long for him to feel the cool breeze and hear the delightful sound that could only be a river, but there was something else... something that was carried on that breeze. He couldn't quite put his claw on it... it was something sweet... something that made him feel light-headed and anxious. He slowed his pace and began to creep up to the river's edge, being sure to stick the the bushes that lined the edge of the tree line. His golden eyes browsed the river's edge for a few seconds, seeking the source of the smell, before he found the source. The sight made him gulp and crouch lower the get a better view through his cover. Before him lay an otter, clearly a female, she was laying on her back legs spread giving the young male a very open view of her dripping slit.
In the otter's hand there was an oval stone that appeared to be very smooth. She seemed to take her time licking it and sliding it in and out of her mouth, making it slick and gleam in the sun. What she did next almost made the male groan in need, with what appeared to be a very practiced hand she reached down with the rock and began to slide the stone inside her slick passage. The young wolf bit his lip and suppressed a whimper as he watched the female moan and squeak while she helped herself through her heat. The male began to roll his hips into the grass as his heated meat started to slide out of the swollen sheath. He could feel the pre-cum pooling in the grass as he continued to watch the female pleasure herself. With what seemed like a frustrated moan the otter slide the stone out and tossed it aside before rolling over and lifting her legs, displaying her puffed up lips unknowingly to the wolf. With what seemed like acrobatic ease she curled her tail and pressed the tip against her entrance and began to slowly slide it in. The wolf almost burst right there as he continued to watch the otter in heat. He couldn't stand it anymore, he burst out of his hiding place and bounded up to the otter. The female otter yelped in fright, causing her tail to slip out in an audible pop, and rolled onto her back. The male quickly walked over her so that she was completely covered in his shadow. He leaned his head down to look at her as she was quivering in fright. "P-please don't e-eat me!" She yelped while looking at his face. She was almost on the verge of tears when he smiled and showed off his shiny, and very pointed, teeth. "I think that can be arranged" He said while swaying his hips gently, causing pre to shake off and drip on to the startled female beneath him. The otter's eyes widened as she looked down and saw the large, almost angry looking, rod bounced between their stomachs. As she took a deep breath and inhaled a large amount of musk she was suddenly reminded of her current heat cycle.
Still shaking, the female reached out with her small paws and griped the hot slab of meat before her. The male grunted with appreciation and awarded her with a spurt of pre as his dick twitched in her soft paws. The female jumped lightly as the spurt hit her in the face. She licked her lips and almost quaked in delight at the salty tang, before beginning to run her paws up and down the length. The otter was careful not to go too fast, taking time to gather some of the copious amounts of pre-cum and slather his rod with it to make her job easier. The wolf moaned at the gentle motions of the small female beneath him, taking intense pleasure in the feeling of her soft paws groping and squeezing at his needy shaft. He almost yelped when he first felt her tongue graze his swollen tip. It wasn't long before the otter had place the tip of his dick firmly in her mouth and began to suck lightly. In a matter of seconds she had the large male whimpering like a puppy, and he had to have more. He bent lower and started to thrust into her mouth, causing her to squeak as more of the thick shaft was forced in her maw. It was uncomfortable at first but she managed to maneuver so that more of his swollen rod would fit into her mouth and throat. It wasn't long before about half of the male's dick was in her mouth and her paws were free to roam farther down. The male groaned in delight as the female did an excellent job to assist him in this delicate matter. He rolled his hips and moaned as his thick rod slide easily in and out of the otter's mouth, and he relished every time her small throat tightened around his tip, but it was what she did next that made him shiver in surprising ecstasy.
The otter has spent some time using her small paws to squeeze the throbbing knot that had formed at the base of the male's shaft. She loved the smell and the feeling of the male's tool and sucked eagerly at all he was trying to give her. The entire time she imagined what it would feel like to have this forced into her heated entrance. It was along this line of thought that she had a delightful thought. With some effort she looked around the hunched male at her dripping tail tip and smiled around the males throbbing length, still slipping in and out of her mouth. The otter lifted her thick tail and with some effort pressed the slick tip against the large male's tight ring. The wolf froze and whimpered as the crafty female slide her tail into the male. "Oh gods..." He muttered as he let out a shudder. The otter moved her paws down to the bouncing orbs and gave them a rough squeeze as she started to tail fuck the wolf above her. She couldn't help but to moan as the wolf started panting and thrusting into the her mouth with some new level of energy. The thought of this powerful male painting her in his seed caused a blush to reach her face as she continued to suckle on his tip and squeeze the heavy sac. Her slicked tail was still sliding in and out of the male's ass as he finally let out a loud howl and blew his load all over the female below him.
The first couple of shots went down the otter's throat with such a surprising power that she couldn't help but to pull away and cough up what couldn't go down her throat. All she could do was lay there and pant as the male shot rope after rope of hot cum all over her body. He continued to spasm and cum until the otter was in a pool of the salty liquid and shortly after that. When it seemed it was finally done the female pulled her tail from the wolf's ass and began to clean her paws, enjoying the salty taste and the musky smell. The wolf backed up and chuckled at the sight of the drenched otter enjoying the substance he coated her in. "I might have been a bit backed up..." he said with a smile. "Just a bit..." she replied while noisily slurping at her paw toes. He chuckled again before leaning forward and giving her a long lick up her body, helping her clean his seed from her fur. She giggled lightly before letting out a moan and clutching the the fur between his ears as the wolf had lowered his head and began to slurp at the female's slit. He slid his tongue in and out of her tight passage and smiled and she squirmed and moaned. Making sure to give her a final and very noisy slurp, he sat back on his haunches and licked his licked his lips while giving her a charming smile. The otter smiled at him and lowered her eyes down to his still throbbing meat as it stood up, the knot still very well-formed and keeping it from returning to its furred home. "Soooo.... what's your name?" She asked him innocently as she thought about the kind of feelings that tool could cause inside of her. "Now now little lady.... I promised I wouldn't eat you if you helped me out. I never said anything about giving you my name." He said with a wink. "That will cost you another favor." He added while glancing away as if he didn't even really care, all the while watching her form the corner of his eye. She laughed and rolled onto her stomach while lifting her legs and tail. "I think that can be arranged..." She said while looking over her shoulder with a lust filled gaze. All the wolf could do was chuckle as his dick throbbed eagerly at the sight of the small otter presenting herself before him. "I think I am going to like this spring..." He muttered while stalking up to the female, suddenly not bothered by the rise in temperature.