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Obsidian Forest
I laid my head back, relaxing. Despite her obviously much improved emotional state, I still didn’t want to startle her or do anything to displease her. I arched my back slightly as she began to stroke my shaft a little tighter, wrapping her slender, gentle fingers around my girth. I spread my legs slightly, and rained my knees, very slowly, bracing my feet against the leafy forest floor, as I tightened my leg muscles to glean all the pleasure I could from her touch. As far as I was concerned, she could explore and touch and play with my body all she wanted, since she seemed to no longer desire anything painful for me. She spread my pre up and down my length, crooning softly, enjoying its consistency, I suppose, or just thinking it was odd. She giggled once or twice, showing that she was good humored now, as she teased the tip of my cock, making it jump a bit, which made her happy. I covered my eyes with one of my arms, inhaling deeply, my heart beating faster. I wanted her to keep right on going. I wanted he to go until I popped. I was not certain that she even knew what she was doing, or that something would actually result from it, and that was what she was going for. Maybe she wanted to see me cum, as if I were some kind of toy, something she rarely got to play with, and she liked how my parts worked. I didn’t care though.. tensing and relaxing, enjoying the slow, methodical stroking of her hands, I laid there. Finally, I shuddered, and groaned softly, as I felt the hot confines of her steamy muzzle take me in. She had to know what she was doing. This was not just a natural activity, surely! I panted softly, as it tightened, and her tongue pressed the tip of my throbbing cock against the roof of her mouth. Typical for a vixen, the roof of her muzzle was slightly ridged, which aided in swallowing of course, but that slightly rough texture made it obvious that it gave her a great advantage where oral sexual pleasure was concerned! She moved her head slowly up and down, her tongue pressing the tip of my cock to the roof of her muzzle, grinding it against that slick but rough texture, and making my tail fluff out. Oh my god. I whined softly, and caressed her rump, as her head bobbed up and down a bit faster. I gritted my teeth, stroking her rump, feeling all the pleasure racing through my body. This was perfect. This was better than anything I could imagine. Her hand came to my sack, caressing my balls, cradling them, seeming to pay very close attention to them. They began to draw close to my body, as I felt myself getting closer. “Don’t stop.. oh don’t stop..” I pleaded, knowing she could not understand, but I was getting close.. I was getting so very close! As my sack drew tightly against me, the vixen suddenly pulled her head off, looking back over her shoulder at me, licking her lips and smiling. I whined loudly. “What are you doing?! Don’t stop!” I whimpered, when she started massaging my cock with her thumb over the tip, rubbing it tightly. This put me right on the edge of my orgasm, and I trembled, as she slowly moved around, and placed the tip of my cock against her dripping pussy. I gasped loudly, reaching to push her away, realizing too late what she was going to do! She sank down on me, and just rode me hard, squealing with delight, as I completely lost it, and my thick, hot jizz sprayed up inside her. She slammed her hips down on me, and ground her hips into mine, pinning me to the forest floor as I weakly struggled, my heart pounding. Mating.. she needed me for mating.. I groaned long and loud as all my seed emptied into her, and she kept riding, wanting her pleasure too, now that she had ensured her motherhood. I tried to make her stop, as she rode my past my orgasm, my aching cock now screaming from the attention. She grabbed my throat again, rocking her hips, groaning intensely, and rubbing herself against me, her clit grinding on the base of my cock. I was helpless as she ravaged me, until I finally felt her cunt seize tight around my throbbing, almost numb shaft, and she wailed deep into the evening sky, the sun slowly drifting behind the distant canopy. Her hot honey spilled all over my balls, my tummy, and my thighs, as she rubbed and ground herself tight against me.
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