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[b][u][center]Rapunzel’s Hair Knots

For Nexii

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

The height of the tower had long since robbed Rapunzel of any dizziness. It was impossible to feel after living up here for that long, and particularly when the only way of occupying her boredom lay in looking through the window, down at the land around her.

It was a good thing, too, as she would never have spotted the intruder, otherwise.

The young lady smiled as she saw the little man walking over the landscape near her tower, her eyes darting over him. He must have been rather warm, considering he moved about shirtless, and judging from his fur, he came from a place far away from her. The only other times she’d seen someone with fur like that had been when her mother showed her portraits of the Beast Ones from far off in the world, vaguely human but not quite.

She wondered what it would be like to spend time with one as she watched him, observing the warm-looking fur that covered his body. It kept him very visible, the white and black of the snow leopard pelt by no means camouflaged by the landscape around him. It looked so soft, so sensual…

[i]Mmm, maybe…[/i]

She looked about. There were no signs of her mother, no signs that she might be visited by anyone else anytime soon. Perhaps she could afford to risk another visitor.

So, with a nervous smile, she slowly extended her hair down the side of the tower. It was a slow operation; there was so much of it, and her hair was heavier than rope, even if it was just as strong. And she didn’t dare let it down all at once, as the long locks would quickly tangle in that case, and she’d be days getting it all out again.

Once it reached the bottom, she leaned against the wall and hooked a bit of her hair over a small rod, knowing that the leverage would be needed to keep her from falling over in the process. It stung a little bit, but she held still, and waited.

It only took about five minutes before she felt the first tell-tale tug along the end of her hair, and she settled in to wait.

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Nearly ten minutes later, the climber set his hand on the edge of the windowsill, Rapunzel started pulling her hair back in past him, and watched as the feline hands pulled their owner in through the window.

They were strong looking, she saw, and she smiled more as those arms led up to broad shoulders. It was even more beautiful to look at up close, and as she reached out, stroking the fur, she felt the warmth that was both from the body beneath and the long exposure to the sun. Beautiful, indeed.

“Whoa…who are you?”

The voice caught her off-guard. It had nothing of a feline mewl behind it, but more of a growl, deep and hard in the chest. Rapunzel took a few steps back, her hands never stopping their ceaseless pulling of her hair back from the ground.

“M-me?”

“Yes, you. Who…”

“I’m…I’m Rapunzel.”

“Nice to meet you, I guess.”

His eyes settled on her hair, and she let him stare as she continued coiling it up. After all, it made it easier for her to stare at him at the same time.

What a hunk. What a hunk indeed, with that body. Even with his shirtless self giving her all that she could want for fantasies, she looked further down. His pants cupped at his lower body exceedingly well, and she found herself licking her lips as she saw the bulge that he was packing down there.

[i]If he’s that well hung…[/i]

Her body quivered at the thought. The young human had been without any companionship for years, ever since her mother had chased off the last suitor that had come knocking at the base of the tower. It was impossible to get anyone else interested with all the rumors around here…and yet, here was a brand new stranger, and with her mother nowhere about to frighten him away.

The chances were too good.

Before the feline could say anything else, she whipped her hair around and used it like a bludgeon. The weight of her locks knocked the cat off of his feet, and she bundled him up and quickly pushed him towards the far side of the tower, into her bed.

It didn’t take long to thread his arms and legs through different parts of her hair, and soon she had him tied down to the four corners of her bed. He blinked and struggled, but she reached down and gently laid a hand over his head.

“Hush, hush. You don’t have to worry. I’m not going to hurt you.”

“You’re not…what the hell is going on?”

“You don’t think I’m going to let a handsome male like you get away when I’ve been alone this long, do you?”

“You…you just want sex?”

“Wouldn’t you if you hadn’t had any for years?”

“…Fair point. But you could have left me untied.”

“Hmm…”

She smiled at him, dragging her finger down over his pants, unbuttoning them before wiggling them down his hips. Not much, just enough to let his equipment out and hang free.

And it was quite a good bit of equipment, too. She smirked to herself as she fondled his sheath, tugging on it until the first bit of pink showed, and used her other hand to squeeze and weigh his balls. They felt so full, and she would just bet that he’d been waiting for a chance to empty them.

Well, he’d get that now.

She moved up over him, her edge of her dress brushing against his legs and stomach as she straddled him. It was kind of a lovely look, the purple fox fur standing out on the hem of her dress and looking almost royal compared to his white fur. She saw him blush, though, and she hadn’t even lowered herself onto his exposed member.

“Hmm hmm, what have we here?”

She stroked the fur-lined ends of her dress against his legs, and he blushed more. In addition, she felt his cock grow harder, throbbing against her inner thighs, and she chuckled.

“Hehehe, kitty has a fur fetish?”

“You’ve gotta be kidding me here…”

But she wasn’t. As she dragged her fur clothes over him, teasing his stomach and legs, his chest, and even his cock by standing up and letting it drag against him, she could see him squirming and moaning throughout it. The simple sight of this man, so aroused and so at her mercy, was making her grin.

She walked over him, dragging the fur slowly along his body until she stood over his head. Dragging the dress over his face, she made sure that he had a lovely view straight up towards her sex. As she turned in place, her feet resting on the bed near his head, she looked down at his cock once more.

As she expected, it was rock hard. Even twitching, though that might have been from the fact that she wore no panties under her dress.

The golden-haired girl slowly got back down onto her knees, and started slowly grinding her way back down towards his cock. The fur against her thighs, the warm hairs rubbing between her legs, left her groaning and panting in a need of her own, and she growled under her breath as she edged her way towards his cock.

She felt him tugging at her hair as he tried to free his limbs, but her hair was stronger than any rope, and she knew how to use it. Still, she looked over her shoulder after a few tugs, and nudged at his face with a foot.

“Ah ah. No squirming away now. You’re mine for the rest of the day.”

“But…but I was heading out –”

“Whatever you were doing can wait. Right now, you’re going to be doing me.”

And besides, he was loving it. She kept crawling forward, grinning to herself as she finally slid that cock back under her dress. She could feel it twitching and begging for attention as she slowly pulled it between her thighs, grinding it against her drenched, dripping slit. It was so hot, so different to her fingers and what few toys she’d managed to fashion out of the dead wood that her mother gave her.

[i]I’m going to savor this.[/i]

She slowly lifted herself up, and then just as slowly began to lower herself on the shaft. It slipped inside easily, and she bit her lip at the way that it spread her open, wiggling her hips as it rubbed against one part of her, then another. Every inch pushed her open that little bit more, that little bit extra, and soon she had to grit her teeth to keep from moaning openly.

Soon, she came down against his crotch, and she leaned forward, her dress rising up a bit. She could feel the fur of it rubbing against the backs of her legs, almost up to her thighs, and she chuckled as she flipped it up, letting the big cat get a look at her from behind.

“Do you like what you see?”

She wiggled her hips, and she felt his eyes staring right at her pussy, right at her opening as she slid herself up again. The way it throbbed, the way that it oozed inside of her, told her how much he needed this. As much as she did, if not more.

She slammed down again, taking it as deep as she could, and then started bouncing in earnest.

The rough riding quickly brought her to a height of pleasure that she hadn’t felt in so long, and she whimpered, panting as she felt her juices running down her legs, over his crotch, over her clit as she leaned forward. Her breasts quickly bounced out of her dress, and rocked up and down against her chest, smacking back and forth even more loudly than she bounced on his cock.

He pulled and squirmed, mewling under her, and she realized that he was panting and begging for more in his own way. She smirked, and gave it to him.

It didn’t take long for the two of them to cum, and Rapunzel barely registered the feeling of his load shooting in her as she screamed in pleasure, almost collapsing onto his chest from the sheer newness of cumming from a real cock in her. She rocked back and forth, almost falling over, but caught herself at the last minute.

Slowly, she pulled herself upright, and then turned on his cock. She kept it inside of her as she looked down at him, warm, sweaty, and panting.

“That was a good round one…let’s start round two.”

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]