Tatiana
The shy lover
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The Return
This story is in progress input is welcome, but please try to follow the story line if you want to post.
*Walks in and goes to the fire and stretches out*
"Can I get a red wine please?"
Un-heard and un-noticed someone enters the bar in the shadows, no one can see him or hear him. If one was to look to the darkest corner they would only see the piercing yellow glow of a pair of eyes
*sensing someone in the room I look around and see these amazing yellow eyes*
Talking a whiff of the air, Wolffpak can tell that there is a good chance to find nourishment for both body and soul here tonight
* I prop myself on my elbows and Take a sip of my wine, I stare in to the fire still sensing someone or something in the shadows but what ever it is wont come out. I let the fire show my body and the red in my hair shines, I’m Nervous about this new thing in the bar but it is a good nervous*
I slink around the shadows of the bar looking at the patrons within, I sense a very strong yet sensual being within somewhere
I know I must have her.
* I look around I hear a noise but can't figure out what it is...my breathing comes faster at the noise*
suddenly I see the raven hair shimmering in the fire light, the body is slightly obscured from this angle. I cannot see her face, but I sense true beauty and confidence from her. The only way to see her is to come out of the shadows and into the light, not what I am used to.
* I freeze and wait I smell the air but nothing my human nose can detect. I've become afraid*
I step out of the sanctity of the deep shadows, my heart races with trepidation. I cannot help myself; with each breath I take I am drawn to the raven-haired goddess, by her sent. I find it is a drug that I cannot get away from or get enough of. I breathe deeply to fill my sent glands with her and step further into the light.
*I see him, he looks amazing, and I stare my blood pumping along with fear. As I watch him I'm hoping he comes to the fire but I also fear at how my body is reacting to him, I don't want it to stop*
I can smell the fear of the raven haired being, it stirs my animal hunger. I can also smell her growing pheromone level.
Being a Halfling of the Canus Lupus tribe I have the form of a man 6' tall with the muscles, sent glands, eyes, animal instinct and lust of the wolves my people have co-habitated with these last two centuries in the deepest forests of the border world.
I am the first of my kind to venture out among the "outlanders", and I want to experience all that this land has to offer.
The raven haired being is trembling ever so slightly with anticipation, this interreges me. I approach cautiously into the glow thrown off of the fire.
* I realize I'm staring and I turn to look into the fire, I can smell him, his scent, it stirs my demon side my eyes glow red when I look at him over my shoulder*
She is different that others in this place, this being is more like me a mix of human and other beast.
As she turns and looks at me her eyes are fiery red as the fire coals behind her, she is sniffing the air as I am with my approach.
When I am within touching range, of her, she flicks out her tongue as if using it to sniff at me; she must be of a serpent descendent like the dragons on high.
I stop to let her serpentine tongue greet my sent and it flicks further out to touch the tip of upper realms of my forehead as if tasting me
I tense with animal instinct, ready to do battle if needed. But the tongue returns to her mouth, and a grin is forming on her
* I smile and pat the floor beside me*
"come and sit, have a glass of wine with me."
* I offer my hand*
"I am Tatiana, you are not Like the others here are you?"
Nor are you, I say as I sit down and with the tip of my finger wipe off the imperceptible wetness you left on my forehead. I nonchalantly raise my finger to my own mouth and taste you; a very delectable sweetness with a bit of a bite assaults my taste buds.
I am Wolffpak Tatiana and I see that we have much in common; I would love to try this wine you speak of.
*I pull out a bottle of Kligon Blood Wine and pour 2 glasses*
"here you go...my blood is what makes it good"
* I sip my wine and watch Wolffpak looking at the wine. I smile*
I take the wine and inhale its aroma. It is a sudden assault of my senses, I find my mind reeling and my body prickles with desire. I think to my self if this is with her blood than I am going to have to get more of it or better yet her. I calm my animal instincts and take a sip of the wine. "Delectable my dear Tatiana, a very good drink this wine. I relax a little as others fade from my peripheral vision to let me give you more of my attention. You are a Halfling as well aren’t you?
“ Yes my father was a water demon and my mother was human...they fell in love and she went with him to live in the sea...then when my mother found out she was pregnant with me they returned to the village"
* I stand and change in to my demon form...I slither my tail around your body and caress your neck*
My instincts take over and I rise to a crouch emitting a low warning growl, my eyes turning a deep yellow with dead black pinpoint pupils. I am not used to being touched, but I wait to see what will happen
* I hear the warning growl and answer with flicking my tongue out to taste your lips...I continue with my tail gently caressing your neck, back, and thighs all the while looking into your eyes your sensing inner turmoil...I pull away and change back into my human form. *
I relax as your form changes back but sill stay crouching, how do you do that, I am a Halfling, but do not change form. Your other form is foreign to me and dare I say a bit alarming to me. I sit back down and tentatively reach out and touch your soft warm skin, not like your scaly reptilian skin of a few moments ago. my hand lingers upon your skin a moment longer and i feel your tempature rise slightly. Good i think to my self, this being is receptive to me. I drink again of the intoxicating bouquet of your sent and wine to slake my thirst
" My mother was a sorceress. Her ability was to change forms, she was glad when she saw i could too it meant I would belong to both worlds"
*I close my eyes as you touch me, I feel the heat in my body rise and you respond to me. I moan deep in my throat forgetting about your good hearing. *
As I let my touch release I hear the almost imperceptible sound from deep within your being, a good sign. I relax more and sit back on my haunches. You are a very interesting being, I am glad I met you. I look upon your human form with interest. Your creamy skin almost glows in the reflected light of the fireplace. You have high cheekbones a softly sculpted nose and ruby red lips that hold a slight smirk. Your skin is totally without blemish, smooth silky looking and very alluring.
* I open my eyes to look at you*
"Tell me about yourself, where are you from?"
* Gooseflesh rises on my skin and a fine sheen of perspiration forms on my skin...I lick my lips while looking at you*
I am from a place at the edge of your world of existence, the place is called the DEN by my people.
we have lived in co-existance with the wolves of the hinterland for centuries. we were driven there by the ancient ones when they found out that we could adapt to our surroundings and the people or animals around us. They wanted to rid themselves of us, saying that we were a race of stealers of the soul.
We learned to hunt with the wolves and over time we were starting to be born with more and more of the wolf attributes. strength, agility, night vision smell and the ability to sense what the animals and people around us were feeling
*I listen to your voice*
"it sound very interesting...I would like to see it someday"
*my breathing becomes shallower and faster while I listen to you*
I have come to this part of the world to see if my people can return to the place of sea and land. We live in a place that has no definition of these things. All things are in a haze for us and I crave the solid substance of you place here. We want to come back to the land of the people and animals. I see that Halflings seem to be acceptable here as well as your kind, changelings is what my people would call you.
(I smell the moisture on her skin and it make my head spin, this one is powerful with her pheromones. I must be careful lest my animal instincts for mating take over.)
"I think that your people could move back to this land, these people are very understanding. The owner of this bar is a dragon but she is not here very much."
*I sense your arousal and my heart starts to pound*
"Lets go for a walk on the beach I'll show you around if you would like"
* I stand and offer you my hand*
“A walk on the beach would be fine with me.” I place my hand in hers and feel the heat and quickening of her pulse. My own pulse automatically rises to match hers, as is the natural thing my beings do to confuse predators into feeling and hearing only one heart beat.
Your grasp is light yet controlling, leading the way out of the bar and into the waning light of the evening. We walk side by side, your strides trying to match my own gate until I notice this and adjust to your more delicate shorter steps. It is nice to not have to skulk in the shadows, always vigilante of unknown and only perceived dangers around. I trust this being and relish the calm that has come over me in this short time in her company. This has given me time and energy to study her more closely as we walk. Her hair still has a glow from the moonlight of the evening, it falls fully across her shoulders and down to her waist, hiding from direct view her sizable teats, no-no they are called breasts in this place (I make a mental note to be sure I do not miss speak of them later.). She is wearing a cloth around her waist that simmers in the moonlight; it is made of a material that I do not recognize. It is not of animal skin like my own Buckskin loincloth. It flutters in the gentle breeze coming off of the water tantalizing my eyes with brief glimpses of her firm high backside and just the most minute glimpse of the Lilly white upper thigh.
I feel your pulse quicken as we walk down the beach, I glance up at you not realizing how tall you are. This is all new to me and I'm unsure of alot of things except that I konw I can trust you. I take you to an area of grass by the ocean then stop..."how do you like the view of my home" I look out to the sea then look back at you. "I wish I could take you to see the wonders it beholds...but we could go for a swim" I silp out of my dress and walk towards the water. "would you join me?" I keep walking this time I turn to face you and walk backwards into the sea...waiting...
As you back into the water, the moon casting a shimmering light across the water and reaching out as if grasping you I see for the first time your naked body. My breath catches in my throat and my pulse stutters as I gaze upon your full beauty. I can see the light cascading over you, making you look like a glowing goddess with your hair fluttering in the breeze now exposing your large firm breasts and then quickly hiding them again. Your skin is alabaster white and smooth as the pebbles of a stream the has washed over them for thousands of years, leaving no blemish at all. The moonlight peeks out from between your strong shapely legs, showing off your aperture and it’s hidden treasures ever so slightly. Then you turn and dive into the water; I wait for you to surface. One minute, two, now approaching three. I panic and race into the Mediterranean warm of the water to look for you. As I surface I feel a light delicate touch on the back of my leg that proceeds upward and with it I see your beautiful form coming into focus. You break the surface and suddenly I remember your heritage, for you that was but a moment. I grin sheepishly at my mistake.
As I break the water surface I realize I have change...but this is good. I run my tail up and down your back looking at you then I dive under again and swim out a bit and change back to my human form
Your sudden appearance as your alter self does not frighten me this time, in fact it feels intriguing to be touched by your serpentine skin. You swim away before I can say a word. Your hair is now black in appearance and matted down to your body, parted slightly by you’re up thrust breasts. The moonlight making your large dark nipples glow in the light. I feel a stirring within my loincloth. I dive under the water and swim towards you, my eyes adjusting to the hazy light under water. Ahead I see your legs firmly set in the sandy bottom parted to shoulder width. I can see clearly under the water with my wolffen eyes, and thank my ancestors for that; your body is lush and inviting. The Hair of your nether regions wavers back and forth in the draw and ebb of the blood warm waters. I can just make out the wisp of your lips peaking out at me. I surface just mere inches from you and stand up in the waist deep water.
I reach up and run a finger down your chest circling each nipple and stopping at the water line...then I follwo my finger with my tounge, all the while watching your face
Your actions further stir my loincloth as I gaze into the deep pools of your eyes. I know not what to do, so I stand there, statue still.
I stand up and gently kiss your lips...I can smell your arousel and my breathing becomes faster...I pull away to look at you I walk around you watching the moon light dance on your body...once in a while I trace a line or scar with my nails watching the goose flesh rise...as I get behind you for the second time I flick my tounge and taste the salt on your skin..."mmm You taste good"
As I stand there I suddenly become aware of another presence nearby, perhaps on the beach in the shadows. Me arousal has fogged my senses and perhaps against my better judgement I ignore the feeling. Returning my attention to you, I feel your tongue on my skin and shiver with anticipation. My loincloth is now stretched to beyond its limits and is threatening to rip as it holds back my animal phallus, coiled within ready to strike.
feeling your body tense for a moment I look up and down the beach seeing no one but knowing my neighbors well..."don't worry they don't bite...but I do" I nip at your shoulder and feel you shudder
Your nip seems to release my inner animal, I growl and turn with panther quickness. I grasp your body within the confines of my arm and pull you into me. I sniff at you; your pheromones are rising at a rapid rate. I curl my raspy tongue out and lick the side of your face up to your delicate ears and flick the lobe as one would the juice of a ripe melon from the soft rind.
I jump a little as you grab me...then I moan and wrap my arms around your neck as you lick at my ear
As our bodies come into contact with each other’s, I can feel the piercing stiffness of your nipples against me and the heat of your body radiating outward and enveloping us both. I am new to this and do not know how to proceed. In our place copulation is done only out of necessity and always from behind as all animals I know do. I instantly feel that that is not the way that this is supposed to precede, so I wait to see what will happen.
I look up and pull away from you...I take your hand and pull you towards the beach...then I lay down on the sand
I look down upon your body; it is glistening with water droplets. The moonlight making them twinkle like diamonds.
Your hair is fanned out around your head like a queen’s crown. Your breathing is deep and this causes your breasts to heave back and forth. Your taught stomach holds a small pool of water in the valley of your bellybutton. Your legs are slightly splayed, revealing your silken tuft of hair and mound. The moonlight lights up your body like an aura. I can scarcely believe that you are human and not a phantom god that I have seen in the hazy mist of my home.
I watch you take off you breechcloth and I see your manhood I raise my hand to you. "will you laydown with me"
Having only just passed my 21-sun rotation I was not recognized as an alpha male in my homeland. Thus I was unsure of how to proceed. Oh I knew the functionalism of matting as my people all did, but this was strange to me. Different but intriguing to think that I could couple with someone with out having to prove myself in combat. I lie down beside you and look into the mesmerising eyes. “I am a Yelpling or one who has no experience still so you will have to teach me in the ways of your desires.”
I look at you as you laydown..."you don't need any experience,all you have to do is follow your instinct and let your heart in as well. Don't worry I'm new at this as well." Starts to blush
As I gaze upon your beauty lit by the moonlight, my head swims with what I want to do. I want to touch that alabaster skin and taste those firm high breasts. I want to dive into the furrow of your thighs and inhale the feminine musk emanating from you and tickling my over engorged senses, to mount you and cry out my concurring of you for all around to hear and take heed of.
I shiver with anticipation and try to clear my head. Slowly, gently I reach out and stroke your shimmering raven hair, running my fingers over your soft cheek and around your full pouting lips. I linger a moment and caress each lip with the very tip of my finger, savouring the pulpy softness. I trail my fingers down your long slim neck to your prominent collarbones. I tap in time to your heartbeat. You quake and then lie still. I traverse your shoulders and move slowly and tentatively to the upper swell of your breasts. You draw in a sudden deep breath and I freeze, fearing I have transgressed some line or border of decorum of your people.
I shiver as you touch my lips with your finger, then I let my head fall back as you run your finger down my neck then to my collar bone and breasts...I feel you stop at my intake of breath, I look up and smile."it's ok, you've done nothing wrong." I lift my head and gently kiss your lips
The touch of your lips is soft and sensual, as drawing my soul towards yours. My fingers resume their journey of exploration and discovery. As I lightly skim the surface of your heaving breast, I see the skin around the nipple retract towards the centre and cause the nipple to rise and harden even more. I flick at the nipple with the very tip of my nail; this elicits a soft moan from you. I continue my trek downwards across your taut stomach, almost imperceptibly, I tickle your bellybutton. A lithe giggle escapes your lips. I ruffle the tuft of fine light nether hair, your skin contracts to tiny goose flesh. My rough large hand cups your womanhood, as one would grip a hot coal. The heat emanating is almost unbearable to my senses and I relent and let my hand trail down your strong leg. As I reach your knee I find my head with in a whisper of your womanly juncture, the musky aroma again attacking my senses and all but swooning me.
This story is in progress input is welcome, but please try to follow the story line if you want to post.
*Walks in and goes to the fire and stretches out*
"Can I get a red wine please?"
Un-heard and un-noticed someone enters the bar in the shadows, no one can see him or hear him. If one was to look to the darkest corner they would only see the piercing yellow glow of a pair of eyes
*sensing someone in the room I look around and see these amazing yellow eyes*
Talking a whiff of the air, Wolffpak can tell that there is a good chance to find nourishment for both body and soul here tonight
* I prop myself on my elbows and Take a sip of my wine, I stare in to the fire still sensing someone or something in the shadows but what ever it is wont come out. I let the fire show my body and the red in my hair shines, I’m Nervous about this new thing in the bar but it is a good nervous*
I slink around the shadows of the bar looking at the patrons within, I sense a very strong yet sensual being within somewhere
I know I must have her.
* I look around I hear a noise but can't figure out what it is...my breathing comes faster at the noise*
suddenly I see the raven hair shimmering in the fire light, the body is slightly obscured from this angle. I cannot see her face, but I sense true beauty and confidence from her. The only way to see her is to come out of the shadows and into the light, not what I am used to.
* I freeze and wait I smell the air but nothing my human nose can detect. I've become afraid*
I step out of the sanctity of the deep shadows, my heart races with trepidation. I cannot help myself; with each breath I take I am drawn to the raven-haired goddess, by her sent. I find it is a drug that I cannot get away from or get enough of. I breathe deeply to fill my sent glands with her and step further into the light.
*I see him, he looks amazing, and I stare my blood pumping along with fear. As I watch him I'm hoping he comes to the fire but I also fear at how my body is reacting to him, I don't want it to stop*
I can smell the fear of the raven haired being, it stirs my animal hunger. I can also smell her growing pheromone level.
Being a Halfling of the Canus Lupus tribe I have the form of a man 6' tall with the muscles, sent glands, eyes, animal instinct and lust of the wolves my people have co-habitated with these last two centuries in the deepest forests of the border world.
I am the first of my kind to venture out among the "outlanders", and I want to experience all that this land has to offer.
The raven haired being is trembling ever so slightly with anticipation, this interreges me. I approach cautiously into the glow thrown off of the fire.
* I realize I'm staring and I turn to look into the fire, I can smell him, his scent, it stirs my demon side my eyes glow red when I look at him over my shoulder*
She is different that others in this place, this being is more like me a mix of human and other beast.
As she turns and looks at me her eyes are fiery red as the fire coals behind her, she is sniffing the air as I am with my approach.
When I am within touching range, of her, she flicks out her tongue as if using it to sniff at me; she must be of a serpent descendent like the dragons on high.
I stop to let her serpentine tongue greet my sent and it flicks further out to touch the tip of upper realms of my forehead as if tasting me
I tense with animal instinct, ready to do battle if needed. But the tongue returns to her mouth, and a grin is forming on her
* I smile and pat the floor beside me*
"come and sit, have a glass of wine with me."
* I offer my hand*
"I am Tatiana, you are not Like the others here are you?"
Nor are you, I say as I sit down and with the tip of my finger wipe off the imperceptible wetness you left on my forehead. I nonchalantly raise my finger to my own mouth and taste you; a very delectable sweetness with a bit of a bite assaults my taste buds.
I am Wolffpak Tatiana and I see that we have much in common; I would love to try this wine you speak of.
*I pull out a bottle of Kligon Blood Wine and pour 2 glasses*
"here you go...my blood is what makes it good"
* I sip my wine and watch Wolffpak looking at the wine. I smile*
I take the wine and inhale its aroma. It is a sudden assault of my senses, I find my mind reeling and my body prickles with desire. I think to my self if this is with her blood than I am going to have to get more of it or better yet her. I calm my animal instincts and take a sip of the wine. "Delectable my dear Tatiana, a very good drink this wine. I relax a little as others fade from my peripheral vision to let me give you more of my attention. You are a Halfling as well aren’t you?
“ Yes my father was a water demon and my mother was human...they fell in love and she went with him to live in the sea...then when my mother found out she was pregnant with me they returned to the village"
* I stand and change in to my demon form...I slither my tail around your body and caress your neck*
My instincts take over and I rise to a crouch emitting a low warning growl, my eyes turning a deep yellow with dead black pinpoint pupils. I am not used to being touched, but I wait to see what will happen
* I hear the warning growl and answer with flicking my tongue out to taste your lips...I continue with my tail gently caressing your neck, back, and thighs all the while looking into your eyes your sensing inner turmoil...I pull away and change back into my human form. *
I relax as your form changes back but sill stay crouching, how do you do that, I am a Halfling, but do not change form. Your other form is foreign to me and dare I say a bit alarming to me. I sit back down and tentatively reach out and touch your soft warm skin, not like your scaly reptilian skin of a few moments ago. my hand lingers upon your skin a moment longer and i feel your tempature rise slightly. Good i think to my self, this being is receptive to me. I drink again of the intoxicating bouquet of your sent and wine to slake my thirst
" My mother was a sorceress. Her ability was to change forms, she was glad when she saw i could too it meant I would belong to both worlds"
*I close my eyes as you touch me, I feel the heat in my body rise and you respond to me. I moan deep in my throat forgetting about your good hearing. *
As I let my touch release I hear the almost imperceptible sound from deep within your being, a good sign. I relax more and sit back on my haunches. You are a very interesting being, I am glad I met you. I look upon your human form with interest. Your creamy skin almost glows in the reflected light of the fireplace. You have high cheekbones a softly sculpted nose and ruby red lips that hold a slight smirk. Your skin is totally without blemish, smooth silky looking and very alluring.
* I open my eyes to look at you*
"Tell me about yourself, where are you from?"
* Gooseflesh rises on my skin and a fine sheen of perspiration forms on my skin...I lick my lips while looking at you*
I am from a place at the edge of your world of existence, the place is called the DEN by my people.
we have lived in co-existance with the wolves of the hinterland for centuries. we were driven there by the ancient ones when they found out that we could adapt to our surroundings and the people or animals around us. They wanted to rid themselves of us, saying that we were a race of stealers of the soul.
We learned to hunt with the wolves and over time we were starting to be born with more and more of the wolf attributes. strength, agility, night vision smell and the ability to sense what the animals and people around us were feeling
*I listen to your voice*
"it sound very interesting...I would like to see it someday"
*my breathing becomes shallower and faster while I listen to you*
I have come to this part of the world to see if my people can return to the place of sea and land. We live in a place that has no definition of these things. All things are in a haze for us and I crave the solid substance of you place here. We want to come back to the land of the people and animals. I see that Halflings seem to be acceptable here as well as your kind, changelings is what my people would call you.
(I smell the moisture on her skin and it make my head spin, this one is powerful with her pheromones. I must be careful lest my animal instincts for mating take over.)
"I think that your people could move back to this land, these people are very understanding. The owner of this bar is a dragon but she is not here very much."
*I sense your arousal and my heart starts to pound*
"Lets go for a walk on the beach I'll show you around if you would like"
* I stand and offer you my hand*
“A walk on the beach would be fine with me.” I place my hand in hers and feel the heat and quickening of her pulse. My own pulse automatically rises to match hers, as is the natural thing my beings do to confuse predators into feeling and hearing only one heart beat.
Your grasp is light yet controlling, leading the way out of the bar and into the waning light of the evening. We walk side by side, your strides trying to match my own gate until I notice this and adjust to your more delicate shorter steps. It is nice to not have to skulk in the shadows, always vigilante of unknown and only perceived dangers around. I trust this being and relish the calm that has come over me in this short time in her company. This has given me time and energy to study her more closely as we walk. Her hair still has a glow from the moonlight of the evening, it falls fully across her shoulders and down to her waist, hiding from direct view her sizable teats, no-no they are called breasts in this place (I make a mental note to be sure I do not miss speak of them later.). She is wearing a cloth around her waist that simmers in the moonlight; it is made of a material that I do not recognize. It is not of animal skin like my own Buckskin loincloth. It flutters in the gentle breeze coming off of the water tantalizing my eyes with brief glimpses of her firm high backside and just the most minute glimpse of the Lilly white upper thigh.
I feel your pulse quicken as we walk down the beach, I glance up at you not realizing how tall you are. This is all new to me and I'm unsure of alot of things except that I konw I can trust you. I take you to an area of grass by the ocean then stop..."how do you like the view of my home" I look out to the sea then look back at you. "I wish I could take you to see the wonders it beholds...but we could go for a swim" I silp out of my dress and walk towards the water. "would you join me?" I keep walking this time I turn to face you and walk backwards into the sea...waiting...
As you back into the water, the moon casting a shimmering light across the water and reaching out as if grasping you I see for the first time your naked body. My breath catches in my throat and my pulse stutters as I gaze upon your full beauty. I can see the light cascading over you, making you look like a glowing goddess with your hair fluttering in the breeze now exposing your large firm breasts and then quickly hiding them again. Your skin is alabaster white and smooth as the pebbles of a stream the has washed over them for thousands of years, leaving no blemish at all. The moonlight peeks out from between your strong shapely legs, showing off your aperture and it’s hidden treasures ever so slightly. Then you turn and dive into the water; I wait for you to surface. One minute, two, now approaching three. I panic and race into the Mediterranean warm of the water to look for you. As I surface I feel a light delicate touch on the back of my leg that proceeds upward and with it I see your beautiful form coming into focus. You break the surface and suddenly I remember your heritage, for you that was but a moment. I grin sheepishly at my mistake.
As I break the water surface I realize I have change...but this is good. I run my tail up and down your back looking at you then I dive under again and swim out a bit and change back to my human form
Your sudden appearance as your alter self does not frighten me this time, in fact it feels intriguing to be touched by your serpentine skin. You swim away before I can say a word. Your hair is now black in appearance and matted down to your body, parted slightly by you’re up thrust breasts. The moonlight making your large dark nipples glow in the light. I feel a stirring within my loincloth. I dive under the water and swim towards you, my eyes adjusting to the hazy light under water. Ahead I see your legs firmly set in the sandy bottom parted to shoulder width. I can see clearly under the water with my wolffen eyes, and thank my ancestors for that; your body is lush and inviting. The Hair of your nether regions wavers back and forth in the draw and ebb of the blood warm waters. I can just make out the wisp of your lips peaking out at me. I surface just mere inches from you and stand up in the waist deep water.
I reach up and run a finger down your chest circling each nipple and stopping at the water line...then I follwo my finger with my tounge, all the while watching your face
Your actions further stir my loincloth as I gaze into the deep pools of your eyes. I know not what to do, so I stand there, statue still.
I stand up and gently kiss your lips...I can smell your arousel and my breathing becomes faster...I pull away to look at you I walk around you watching the moon light dance on your body...once in a while I trace a line or scar with my nails watching the goose flesh rise...as I get behind you for the second time I flick my tounge and taste the salt on your skin..."mmm You taste good"
As I stand there I suddenly become aware of another presence nearby, perhaps on the beach in the shadows. Me arousal has fogged my senses and perhaps against my better judgement I ignore the feeling. Returning my attention to you, I feel your tongue on my skin and shiver with anticipation. My loincloth is now stretched to beyond its limits and is threatening to rip as it holds back my animal phallus, coiled within ready to strike.
feeling your body tense for a moment I look up and down the beach seeing no one but knowing my neighbors well..."don't worry they don't bite...but I do" I nip at your shoulder and feel you shudder
Your nip seems to release my inner animal, I growl and turn with panther quickness. I grasp your body within the confines of my arm and pull you into me. I sniff at you; your pheromones are rising at a rapid rate. I curl my raspy tongue out and lick the side of your face up to your delicate ears and flick the lobe as one would the juice of a ripe melon from the soft rind.
I jump a little as you grab me...then I moan and wrap my arms around your neck as you lick at my ear
As our bodies come into contact with each other’s, I can feel the piercing stiffness of your nipples against me and the heat of your body radiating outward and enveloping us both. I am new to this and do not know how to proceed. In our place copulation is done only out of necessity and always from behind as all animals I know do. I instantly feel that that is not the way that this is supposed to precede, so I wait to see what will happen.
I look up and pull away from you...I take your hand and pull you towards the beach...then I lay down on the sand
I look down upon your body; it is glistening with water droplets. The moonlight making them twinkle like diamonds.
Your hair is fanned out around your head like a queen’s crown. Your breathing is deep and this causes your breasts to heave back and forth. Your taught stomach holds a small pool of water in the valley of your bellybutton. Your legs are slightly splayed, revealing your silken tuft of hair and mound. The moonlight lights up your body like an aura. I can scarcely believe that you are human and not a phantom god that I have seen in the hazy mist of my home.
I watch you take off you breechcloth and I see your manhood I raise my hand to you. "will you laydown with me"
Having only just passed my 21-sun rotation I was not recognized as an alpha male in my homeland. Thus I was unsure of how to proceed. Oh I knew the functionalism of matting as my people all did, but this was strange to me. Different but intriguing to think that I could couple with someone with out having to prove myself in combat. I lie down beside you and look into the mesmerising eyes. “I am a Yelpling or one who has no experience still so you will have to teach me in the ways of your desires.”
I look at you as you laydown..."you don't need any experience,all you have to do is follow your instinct and let your heart in as well. Don't worry I'm new at this as well." Starts to blush
As I gaze upon your beauty lit by the moonlight, my head swims with what I want to do. I want to touch that alabaster skin and taste those firm high breasts. I want to dive into the furrow of your thighs and inhale the feminine musk emanating from you and tickling my over engorged senses, to mount you and cry out my concurring of you for all around to hear and take heed of.
I shiver with anticipation and try to clear my head. Slowly, gently I reach out and stroke your shimmering raven hair, running my fingers over your soft cheek and around your full pouting lips. I linger a moment and caress each lip with the very tip of my finger, savouring the pulpy softness. I trail my fingers down your long slim neck to your prominent collarbones. I tap in time to your heartbeat. You quake and then lie still. I traverse your shoulders and move slowly and tentatively to the upper swell of your breasts. You draw in a sudden deep breath and I freeze, fearing I have transgressed some line or border of decorum of your people.
I shiver as you touch my lips with your finger, then I let my head fall back as you run your finger down my neck then to my collar bone and breasts...I feel you stop at my intake of breath, I look up and smile."it's ok, you've done nothing wrong." I lift my head and gently kiss your lips
The touch of your lips is soft and sensual, as drawing my soul towards yours. My fingers resume their journey of exploration and discovery. As I lightly skim the surface of your heaving breast, I see the skin around the nipple retract towards the centre and cause the nipple to rise and harden even more. I flick at the nipple with the very tip of my nail; this elicits a soft moan from you. I continue my trek downwards across your taut stomach, almost imperceptibly, I tickle your bellybutton. A lithe giggle escapes your lips. I ruffle the tuft of fine light nether hair, your skin contracts to tiny goose flesh. My rough large hand cups your womanhood, as one would grip a hot coal. The heat emanating is almost unbearable to my senses and I relent and let my hand trail down your strong leg. As I reach your knee I find my head with in a whisper of your womanly juncture, the musky aroma again attacking my senses and all but swooning me.
