Twokinds - How to Catch a Snow Leopard
Story by Tokamak_Providence on SoFurry
Last little quick and dirty for a while, going to be working on other, more substantial things over the Christmas period. Hope you all enjoy!
“You want advice on courting a snow leopard?”
Adira had been at least partly expecting this. These explorers had been in their village for some weeks now, and had grown seemingly accustomed to living with keidran. One of them however, a young woman named Brin, had been near constantly eye-fucking one of the villages more impressive males. It was only a matter of time before curiosity won out over inhibition.
“A bit odd,” the female keidran continued, “but I supposed I could help. Male snow leopards are a bit particular for keidran. You have to do it with subtlety and finesse.”
Brin was practically beet red at this point, unable to make eye contact.
This would be fun.
“Hey, you!” Adira called out, loud enough for the whole village to hear, and leaving no confusion as to whom the invitation was directed to, “My human friend here wants to bang you. Interested?”
“Oh?”
“I. . . I’ve never done anything like this before. . .”
She most certainly hadn’t. Brin had been raised properly by well-to-do parents, afforded a noble education and all the promises that brought. Exploration, along with an associated range of academic pursuits, had seemed a proper career path for a girl such as herself.
And yet here she was, in the middle of a keidran village, her panties soaked through and a fire in her loins screaming to be sated.
“It’s okay, neither have I!” Sam responded.
He was a muscular, six-foot-ten snow leopard keidran, and covered in the thickest, most luxurious fur imaginable. It was no short wonder that he had caught Brin’s eye, and stirred a lusty, interspecies attraction. Rules be damned!
Brin glanced nervously about the cabin they now found themselves in. Just the two of them. Alone.
“B-b-but what. . . what do we. . .” she stammered, looking everywhere except at the male.
If she had, her eyes would have soaked up his broad, toned chest and thick, white fur. Naturally protected from the cold, Sam was wearing only a loose-fitting pair of brown leather pants. No shirt, and no shoes. Simply walking into his cabin, hearing him click the door shut behind them, had almost sent her over the edge. She wanted to strip herself naked and beg him to violate her, take her in whichever way he wanted.
Sam had been stunningly, almost stupidly casual about the whole encounter.
“We just have a bit of fun, Brinny!” he had already taken to calling her by a cute nickname, “do you want to touch first?”
“Uh, do I want. . .”
The keidran male nodded, “Yes, touch. It’s usually the first thing us keidran do when we’re. . . ahem. . . getting to know someone like this. You can tell a lot about someone just from the way they feel under your paws. Maybe I should touch you first?”
“NO!” she screamed, turning about to hide the brilliant red wave cascading across her face.
“No?” he sounded confused, “but didn’t you say you wanted to ba. . .”
“No no no!” she continued, trying in vain to collect herself, “I mean, it’s not like that! I’m just curious and you’re. . . hot. . . so I wanted to know what I needed to do to get you to notice me!”
Sam chuckled, “Adira was pretty much spot on. Anyway, every male in this village has been eyeing you up since you arrived.”
“Eep!”
“Hey, take it as a compliment!”
Brin exhaled, relaxing her shoulders as she fought the ever-building urges inside herself.
“But you make it seem like it’s not a big deal,” she said, finally turning around to stare down the gorgeous snow leopard, her eyes now shamelessly darting across his form.
“It’s not,” he said, taking a few steps towards her, “you said you wanted to have a bit of fun. I’m not going to say no to that, you’re really cute.”
Her blush returned, even brighter this time.
“So, so you’re saying we just. . . f. . .fuck?”
“As long as you’re okay with it.”
Touch. He had told her to start with touching. Easy enough, and even now she couldn’t deny a certain academic curiosity about it, even if ninety nine percent of her body screamed out with burning sexual desire.
Brin, with no small measure of trepidation, paced over to Sam and placed her hands on his warm, fuzzy chest.
“Like this, right?” she said, craning her neck upwards to admire his brilliant blue eyes.
Sam responded with a purr, “yeah, mmmmm, like that. Your hands are so warm.”
She rubbed his fur, running the thick strands through her fingers, pressing and prodding at his pectorals, and grabbing the occasions fistful of his fluff.
“You. . . feel really nice, Sam.”
The rumbling of his purr became deeper, “touch me wherever you want”
The invitation sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. She was already quite worked up. More nervous than she’d ever been in her life, certainly, as well as embarrassed beyond all rationale, but still very, very eager. Brin rubbed across his chest a few more times before sliding her hands down, feeling his abs for a brief moment before tugging at the waistband of his pants. They were already loose, and it didn’t take much for the human girl to come across what she had been after.
“Sweet, merciful. . .”
He was, in a word, huge. A throbbing, red feline cock sprang up, finally freed from the confines of his pants. Eight or nine inches, and absolutely rock hard, a few drops of pre already forming at his tip. Brin hadn’t quite known what to expect, though certainly not like the few guys she’d been with up to this point. This was wild. Feral. Savage.
And more than enough to send her into shameless throes of wanton, carnal lust.
She gripped her hand about it, almost unable to wrap her fingers all the way around. It was warm, and she could feel his pulse through it. The organ had a distinct smell as well, untamed and musky, a combination of sweat and the snow leopard essence he was already leaking. Brin’s first few strokes were timid, though still eliciting a moan of pleasure from the oversized keidran. Seeing the impact her minor ministrations had on him, she sped up, working her hand back and forth over his flesh, finally losing herself in the moment.
“Is this going inside me?” she asked, looking up at Sam’s expression of bliss, “Is it even going to fit?”
Sam grinned, his fangs now showing, “if you want it to, little Brinny.”
“I do, but I want to taste it first.”
“G-go ahead. . .”
She wasted no time. Her entire body had kicked itself into overdrive. The long, thick coat she wore suddenly seemed like an oven, trapping in her rapidly rising temperature. She had kept her hair tied back into a ponytail, ostensibly to allow her to put on and remove her snow goggles with ease. Now, though, it served to allow the young girl to sink to her knees and engulf the raging keidran erection presented to her in a single motion.
“SAM!”
Her lips touched his member first, tongue slipping out and licking across his tip for the most fleeting of moments before she plunged her head down, moaning all the way, practically in tears from just how much she needed this. She ravished him with the most enthusiastic deep-throating she could muster, the sounds made by the pair as she bobbed her head up and down filling the small cabin. Brin almost choked, though did nothing to pull the cock from her mouth, so enraptured and obsessed as she was with his taste.
His musky, divine and completely irresistible taste.
For thirty seconds, she simply sucked, bottoming out each time, every motion of her interspecies fellatio pressing her nose to his crotch, allowing her to inhale his scent. Her own nethers dripped, searing hot and needy beyond the relief that anything other than Sam plunging his meat into her cunt could bring.
It took a great deal of effort to pull herself from him.
“Be rough with me!” she pleaded, taking a few steps back and shedding her overcoat, “make me do things!”
Sam, overwhelmed by desire and brought to the edge of release by the human’s oral attentions upon his cock, lunged forward. Huge, furry paws swiped out, tearing at Brin’s remaining clothing, shredding it and discarding the pieces. Shirt and pants went first, followed by her bra, which earned each pert little breast a hungry lick from the keidran’s tongue. Her panties were last, Sam hooking his fingers under the elastic and simply tearing them apart, bringing her soaked, dripping pussy into view immediately.
“You’re beautiful, Brinny.” he said, admiring her cute, petite form.
The two engrossed lovers didn’t even take the time to walk the five or so paces it was to Sam’s bed. Brin was all but thrown onto the cold ground, a few skins and furs the only thing keeping her now naked rump from contacting cold, hard stone. She lay back, hands shooting to her ankles and spreading her legs as wide as she could. Her pussy parted, tight pink flesh now directly on offer to the snow leopard.
He was on her before she could speak further.
A tip, slick from the blowjob she had given him and continuing to drip with his own seed, pressed to her folds. Without waiting for further invitation, Sam thrust forward, pressing his body down and sinking all nine inches of himself deep into her eager cunt. She was tight. Very tight. His species were a good deal more liberal with sexual encounters than humans, and having a female offer herself to him wasn’t anything new. What was new, though was the sensation of a smooth, hairless pussy engulfing his entire length. A slick, wet fit unlike any other, and a warmth so all-encompassing that it sent him wild; a raging fuck-machine.
Fresh and wet, it was clear that Brin hadn’t been taken so eagerly, or by someone so big, before. Her flesh stretched about him, the sensation driving a hammer through her mind’s pleasure centre, smashing aside all reason. Those parts of her not clouded by ecstasy were inundated by all manner of lewd, taboo thoughts. What would her parent’s think? What would the academy think? Here she was, a respectable academic, on her back with legs spread wide, having her cunt fucked senseless by this gorgeous furred male. It was too much.
Brin screamed. Not pain, yet not quite pleasure. A raw, mindless sound came from her mouth as her eyes rolled back in their sockets. She came, harder than her fingers or any lover had ever made her before. Her arms wrapped tightly around Sam’s torso, and she pulled herself up and into him, burying her tear-streaked face into his thick fur. She tried to suffocate herself, thinking only of the volcanic eruption of pleasure radiating from her pussy. Parts of her that hadn’t felt a sensuous touch in all her life were now being thoroughly stimulated, each thrust and pump of Sam’s cock driving her further and further into a chasm of nirvana.
“B-BRIN!”
Sam blew too. His load came thick and fast, filling her and mixing with her own squirting juices. Their combined essence leaked out, staining his fur and dripping onto the floor. Sam grunted, then growled, and bit down on her neck. Continuing to buck his hips into her, electrifying his shaft with her rapidly tightening love tunnel, both human and keidran crashed down from their peak together, crumpling into a sweaty, musky mass on the floor. He delivered a few more humps, sliding his flesh over hers a few final times, relishing the sensation of being buried inside her warmth one last time, before he too finally gave out.
It took a good ten minutes before Brin could speak.
“H-Heavens. . .” she gasped, still hugging Sam to her, smiling at the feeling of his fluffy bulk against his naked skin, “I’ll have to. . . ah . . . submit a report to the academy.”
Sam planted a soft kiss on her cheek, “maybe I should come and visit, you know. . . for peer review.”