A rather good moring
I promised Lyrr since a long time to write a story about us, so here it is.
Two things woke the white wolf up late this morning. First, the sounds and smells of someone making breakfast. Second, a wet and cold feeling around his crotch. Reluctantly he opened his eyes and lifted blanket and boxers. Looking down at his sheath, he noticed the wet stains around it. He grinned. Seemed like someone has taken care of his morning wood and got them some early breakfast.
He threw the blankets away and moved out of the room and down the stairs to his kitchen. Stepping into it, he saw the cute, white furred goat he had spent another night with standing at the kitchen counter, chopping some things he couldn't see. She was swaying her butt from left to right in a soft rhythm. She was nude, except for a heavy leather apron he used for his work and hobbies. Her luscious boobs filled it out very well, and he had a nice view of her butt and back, only covered by the leather strap of the apron. She hadn't heard him yet and he sneaked nearer on soft feet.
As he grabbed her from behind and snuck his hands under the apron, the goat gave off a surprised, but not malevolent bleat. His face formed into a predatory grin and he began to kiss her back and shoulders, moving his hands up to squeeze her breasts. This was rewarded by her by pressing her butt against his crotch. As she felt his bulge, she bleated again joyfully and started to wag her short little tail against his belly. The wolf didn't need another invitation.
Pulling his hands back and putting them on her butt, he squeezed it and rubbed his half hard cock in his boxers between her cheeks. A pull on the clothes later, it sprung free and laid warm and slick between her soft furred buttocks. He spread them and flicked the tip of his black cock over her pucker, eliciting a soft and moan-like bleat from her. He increased the pressure until it slipped right in, making her draw in her breath sharply. He leaned into her, his hands running along her arms until they were firmly rested on her hands, fingers intertwined. He didn't feel like foreplay this morning, just wanted to fuck her hard and raw.
He stepped in and with a hard hump slipped his cock into her completely, making her bleat out loudly and happily. His knot wasn't formed to far, but his length and thickness was enough to make her moan and push back at him. He gripped her hands roughly and started to slam into her with hard thrusts. She shuddered and spread her legs a little, allowing his balls to be slapped against her wet pussy with each thrust. He kissed her neck and head again, nibbling at her ears. Each of his hard and fast thrusts made her tits bounce, her delicate but rock hard nipples rubbing against the rough leather of the apron. He groaned as she started to move her legs up and down, as if she was walking on the spot, massaging his cock in her ass. Soon she started to squirm, wanting to touch her aching pussy, but all the pleasure she got there was when her clit was pushed against the top of the counter, as he hold her hands firmly in his.
Soon her breath became more irregular and heated, shivers of pleasure running up her spine. The wolf was also breathing heavy, his hot breath flowing over her ears. The goat could feel that his knot had formed now, kissing her back entrance with every hump of his hips. Pushing in even more eagerly, it started to spread it. The goat had leaned forward, her breasts mushed against the cool counter, but still trapped in the leather apron. She had closed her eyes, but was opening them up with a surprised yelp as she was pulled back. The wolf had let go of one of her hands and slung his arm around her. It laid between her breasts, his hand on her shoulder. He was grabbing her forcefully and biting her neck with a growl. With this leverage he pulled her down and thrust upwards. Her butthole was well lubed already by his warm precum, and so he could slip his knot into her with this hard push.
The goat bleated loudly. Being spread this far was to much for her. A shiver run down her body, and her blushed cheeks became a shade darker. A squirt of her juices splashed on the floor and she trembled, especially since the wolf had started to push and pull at her rear in a fast rhythm, firmly tied to his goat. He growled and slipped his second hand to her pussy, rubbing and pinching her clit. Soon his thrusts became slower again, but harder. Then he suddenly became stiff, shivering as she did, and started to wildly hump her once more. The goat couldn't do much more than moan and bleat as her behind was flooded with hot creamy wolf cum, sending her over the edge again. Her butt squeezed his cock, her eyes rolled back and drool run down her face as a mind shattering orgasm hit her, her wolf doing his best to ride them both through it as long as he could.
After they came down from their hight of bliss, the wolf collapsed on her for a moment. It took a while for both to recover, cuddling tightly on the cool kitchen counter. The wolfs cock was still firmly rested in her behind, twitching and throbbing now and then and spitting out some last drops of cum. Happily the wolf sighed, and rubbed his head at hers. Then he picked her up and carried her over to the kitchen table. With her on his lap, they started to eat and cuddle. At times, the wolf bounced the goat up, or she moved her legs to massage his cock some more. Heated kisses were shared, tits were groped and a pussy was rubbed and touched until both came another time. After the meal they finally got them unstuck, and with a grin the goat led the wolf back upstairs to the bedroom.