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My beast and I [T_VIRUS and Angelicxdream]

angelicxdream

Supernova
Joined
Jan 17, 2009
Location
Canada
Princess was curled up in her crimson velvet chair, the fireplace had just been stocked of firewood, the warmth spreading to the room. She had a sky blue stitched cotton blanket around her small body, her brown hair sat limply across her shoulders. Beside her, sitting on the ground right at her feet, warming her feet in case they ended up falling onto the cold wooden ground was her faithful pet, Alinthea. It was unorthodox. She didn't have a cat, or a dog, or even a small white rabbit. She had a brown wolf as a pet. Similarly, just as she was his master, he was hers. He didn't like it when he wasn't allowed to tag along when she went to visit her friends out of town. Or, when she went to a play in the opera theatre and the sign that said, "No pets were allowed" was hung on the glass door. Or when she went shopping and the store keeper didn't like him hanging around. So, he asked if she could stay home most days and most nights. It was winter, the snow clouded most of her view when she pressed her nose against the cold window. She couldn't see one inch of cement on the ground, outside her luxurious estate. She had heard that a winter storm was coming. The perfect time to stay at home, and curl up with her favourite teddy bear.

She ran a hand lazily through his fur. Underneath the blanket she had on her usual oyster-colored camisole and short pair of boyshorts. It was what she usually wore when she was about to go to sleep. She felt tired enough. She had pale skin, and bright blue eyes that lit up when she was excited or happy about something. She laid strewn across the one person seat, shifting her position so that her legs were hung over one arm of the chair, and her head was bent over the other arm of the chair. He nuzzled his head across her bare calf, her fingers tucked tightly under the blanket. Her hand started to drift slowly across his back. They were always touching each other physically. Unless she was outside, or she was angry at him. That didn't happen often. She let out a yawn, hearing the fire crackle at the centre of the room, curling tightly against her wolf, her hand moving lower and lower down his body.

She had already eaten dinner tonight. And she had fed him dinner. They always ate dinner together. She fed him everytime she wanted to eat. She didn't like them eating at different times. Oh, and another thing, she always got what she wanted. She didn't have to ask him twice. She liked that about their relationship. And, she gave into his demands more often than neccessary. Unless he was being irrational. Which wasn't most of the time. She fed him things he liked, things like steak and meat mostly. He didn't like fruits, or.. vegetables. Vegetables. They were at the bottom of his list. She knew that, she knew almost everything about him.
 
Alinthea lay with his mistress, his head nuzzled against her. He had his eyes closed and was gently growling in pleasure. He liked being with his mistress. She was good to him, and bad as well when she wanted to be. Alinthea was a strongly built wolf, he had been a pet of his mistress ever since he was a young pup. His mother had left him alone and his master had took him in and looked after him. He did love her.

He didn't like to leave her side, when she went out, he always got angry and didn't want to be left alone. He wanted to go everywhere with her. She sometimes have males over, which he didn't like one bit. He always fended of potential males for his master. He wanted her to himself, and thats the way he liked it. He was full from being fed, that was the other thing. She was good to him. Very good to him. He liked her touch and always wanted more.

As he lay there, he left her hand on his soft body, moving up and down. Alinthea shifted a little to lie on his back so she could get a better feeling of his body. He always did this, he knew when she wanted to play with him.
 
Princess laid on the chair, listening to the small pitter patter of the rain against the glass window. She sighed, her fingers delving deep within the rich, brown fur. When she had shifted, she had parted her legs, the scent of her arousal filling the room. She tugged on his fur, signaling she wanted to play. Since she had found him as a baby on the street, she had taken him in, thinking he was just an overgrown dog. She had been his companion from that day on and vice versa. Perking up, she heard the rain attack the window, the even pitter patter growing louder and louder. She loved the rain, the thunder, it soothed her from the day's troubles. When she had found him, she had never masturbated again. He was always there to tend to her every need, her every desire. And whenever she whispered something, he did it without question. It was part of their close-knit bond. It was the same way around. She kissed his ear, gently nibbling, her body moving around the warm chair. She patted the seat, and waited until he climbed on it with ease. Almost every hard surface in the estate had fur on it, but she didn't mind. It was just proof that they did it almost everywhere.

Whenever it rained, she became happier almost instantly. And always after sex, they had a routine. She would fall asleep, and he would carry her into their bedroom, the master bedroom with the ivory curtains. She would snuggle into his arms. She liked being held, and carried. And, he would wrap the blankets around them, and she would fall asleep on his chest. Soft and warm, just for her. She would always tangle her hand in his fur, her naked body pressed against his until the morning sun woke them up. But, he would never disturb her sleep unless he was especially greedy for her attention. Back into the present, she smiled at him. She brushed his fur, and once he sat on the chair, she sat on him, on his lap, her lips pressed against his cheek, leaving light, small pecks on his bare skin. She was happy with him, she realized, how she loved him very much. She kissed him softly, and then deepened the kiss, her hands reaching over to wrap her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist.

She grabbed the ends of her tank-top and pushed it easily over her torso. She didn't like bras, she never wore them around the house. Only when she was about to go out, which wasn't often. Her 36C-cup breasts hung exposed, her pearly pink nipples hardened. And unlike most women she knew, she wasn't shy about being naked around him. He had seen her enough times naked, and she had seen him naked more than enough time to even think twice about it. And sex kept them both in shape. Of course, he being a wolf, liked his freedom so there was a forest nearby that she walked with, with him, twice a week, to let him indulge in running around the area, like a playground for him. And of course, she couldn't walk or run as fast as him. So, she just sat on the grass, watching him sprint around.
 
Alinthea saw her patting the seat and jumped up onto it and then rolled over, lying on his back and half on her. He exposed his under belly to her. He always did this when she wanted to play. When he saw her take of her top, she growled in excitement and licked his lips. He tongue when straight for her nipples, his warm, rough tongue licking and playing with them. She always loved it when he did this.

Alinthea's sence of smell was very good, so when she parted her left, he could smell her musty arousing scent on the air. He loved this smell ever seince the first time he encountered it. It smelt sweet and lustful. It always made him horny. Movement from his sheath produced his member, slowly started to slide out. He loved it when she played with him. Her hands were so soft. When she did this, he was always like putty in her hands. She could do anything to him and he would let her.
 
[You signed off on me yesterday! Bad boy.]

Princess saw the way he looked at her nipples like they were his. And they were. He knew just what she liked. Once his delicious, wet tongue grasped one nipple, she let out a cry of excitement, her head thrown back, closing her eyes. She couldn't help but grind against his strong hips. His hand had captured her other breast in his hand, moulding it to his liking. She could feel both nipples firm up from the cool air, and from thinking about him intimately. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close, allowing him to take more of her breast into his mouth and to feed on it. She rubbed her pussy through the thin fabric of her boyshorts, eager to have him, she took her breast out from his mouth and fed him her fingers that now reeked of her scent. She had just rubbed herself and though had not touched her pussy directly, the smell was now apparent on her fingertip. She knew this drove him into a frenzy and was glad, excited that it did.

She got up off his lap, and pushed her boyshorts down inch by inch, revealing that creamy, alabaster skin underneath the clothes. The clothes now laid in a pile across the other side of the room. She couldn't be bothered to care right now, when there were other problems that needed tending to.. She couldn't force her eyes away from that hot, throbbing manhood that was so rock hard. She held it in her hands, slowly moving her hand up and down off that cock that needed to be buried in her cunt. She licked her lips, looking at him now, and then back down at the cock, her hands moving faster and faster to jerk off the hunk of meat. She was kneeling now, in front of his chair, watching it glisten with precum, using her hands to jack him off like she liked. Her wet breasts were now bouncing slightly as she jacked him off. Her other hand sneaked under to brush against her pussy lips, letting out a small moan.

The scent of her arousal flooded the room. She licked her lips, knowing that he knew what happened next. She always gave him a blowjob right before sex unless it was that time of month when she demanded that he just fill her bloody cunt with his dick. She craved sex more when she was on her period. Also, there was a certain time of month where he craved her enough to rip her clothes off, and fill her immeadiately, as fast as she could. She spread his legs, and said, "You'll like this, baby.." She bent her mouth over the throbbing cockhead, her tongue flicking back and forth against the soft, mushroom shaped head, tasting his precum. And as if she didn't get enough, she bent her head lower to take in more cock, sucking on the cockhead, sucking up all the precum.
 
Alinthea licks his lips and takes her fingers into his mouth. Lapping up the faint taste of her pussy that he loved. Alinthea moved his head as he licked her fingers, not letting any taste go to waste. His member was now protruding out of his sheath, standing 8 inches in the air. He was very think as well, his master loved his cock and always wanted him, no matter what time of the month. His pre-cum was slowly dribbling down his member, going to waste, but not for long.

As she took his cock in her hand, he let out a wimpier of pleasure and started to pant quickly as she moved her hand up and down him. His paws in the air, letting her do all the work. He loved it when she controlled him, normal, right after, it would be his turn, so he enjoyed it when it could. He could smell her scent of arousal in the air, and it turned him on so much. He grew harder just from the smell.

Once she took him into her mouth, he let out a yelp of pleasure and excitement. Watching her with his tongue hanging out of the site of his mouth, panting as she worked his cock head.
 
Princess was in heaven, as she always was when he was around. She was so wet, she could barely stand it. She licked his cockhead good, licking down the sides of his giant cock that animals only had. They laid near the crackling fire, so the temperature in the room didn't bother her. She helped herself to the meat feast that laid in front of her. She sucked on his cock, the sound of her wet lips working on his cock now filling the air. She was greedy, the way she was sucking on his cock, her mouth taking it in, inch by inch, her mouth making sucking noises. She used one hand to rub his balls, looking up at him, enjoying himself, grinning and started to push her mouth all the way down to the base of his cock, holding it there for a few moments, before pulling out and doing it all over again. She marvelled at the soft texture of his balls, playing with them, with her fingers as her mouth held his cock prisoner, swirling her tongue around the cockhead, flicking it up and down on it, making sure he was well lubricated.

She spit on his cock, lubricating it further with her saliva, spreading it around on his cock, up and down, up and down. She went back to sucking on him, her head bobbing up and down, her lips always pressed, always touching that hard cock. She massaged the saliva evenly, her lips everywhere, deepthroating him, unable to resist how good he tasted, how erotic and turned on she was getting even if he was the one getting the service. It was so hard, to refrain from touching herself intimately. She pulled her mouth away from his dick, and retreated to sucking on his balls, her tongue flicking and licking on it this way and that. She was moaning, murmuring quietly, "Mm.. do you always taste this good, my darling?"

She went back to sucking, and deepthroating his cock, that was now standing rigid, her mouth going up and down, pushing it all the way to the back of her throat. She clutched onto his legs, her head bobbing up and down, all the way rubbing his balls. He was delicious. Even if he hadn't cum yet, his precum was sweet and salty, and she loved the feeling of his rod deep within her mouth. Finally, she let go, panting. "Was that good?" She was ready to get fucked now. She got on top of his lap, grasping the wet, lubricated, hard cock, and pushing it within her depths. She let out a harsh gasp, pressing her breasts against his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck, holding onto him for the anticipated ride of pleasure.
 
Alinthea let out a howl of pleasure as she took his large cock into her mouth. He smiled and shifted on his back a little, his tongue out of his mouth, fallen to the side, panting. His eyes closed and enjoying every second of it. His legs twitched a little as he warm mouth clasped his member, his pre cum seeping out of his hole, as soon as it did, she lapped it up with her mouth and tongue.

Letting our a moan as she spat on his cock, then started moving her hand up his shaft. He loved it when she did this. She was so dirty and hot, he loved it. His member was pulsating, hot and covered in his masters salver. Her mouth moving up and down on his member, then working his cock head. He let out a another yelp of pleasure. He did love his master.
He could smell the excitement of his master in the air. Her musty, horny lust smelt sweet and tasty.

As she slowly pulled off his cock, he licked his lips with his long tongue and opened his eyes, looking at his master. As she spoke to him he barked and shook his head in agreement.

As she climbed onto him, he let her do so, wanting her to control him. As she clasped his cock, he shook his pelvis a little and let her sit onto him. His huge cock pushing into him. He wanted it more. He pushed his pelvis up into her. As she leaned down onto him, her breasts pushing down onto his furry, soft coat. He licked her lips and rubbed his soft face up against hers.
 
Princess knew whatever her pet wanted, she knew him inside and out. And, it wasn't hard to imagine what he wanted now. It was what all men wanted. She knew how much he liked her blowjobs, grinning. She had lots of practice with him. But, enough thinking. It was now time to get that big, thick cock inside her tight cunt. From afar, her pussy looked like it only had a small opening. That meant she was tighter than most women. It was tough getting him inside, sometimes it hurt when she didn't relax enough. And, as she pushed him inside her cunt, she did cringe, biting back the curses she wanted to mutter. But now, it was fine. She rocked her hips slowly back and forth, just getting used to his dick inside her. She placed his furry paws on her hips, grinning. "You like your mistress all hot and dirty for you?" She purred into his ear, bouncing harder and harder on his dick. She loved taking control of him. She let him see quite the show, her hands reaching up to fondle her breasts, the nipples firming up, thrusting down on his cock."Oh! Baby! Uh.. shit, that's good!" She moaned loudly, looking down at his dick, pushing deeper and deeper into her wet folds. She rubbed his balls, carressing it, and squeezing it with her free hand, her breasts bouncing noisily in the air, her head thrown back in passion.

She heard the slaps of skin against skin, her breathing erratic as she was enjoying the anticipated sex from her pet. She kept looking down, watching as his dick penetrated her tight hole over and over again. "Oh, god!" She sped up, and since she was in control, she could take it to wherever she wanted it to go. If she wanted it fast, she would fuck him faster, if she wanted it more slow, she would take it slower. More often than not, she liked her sex rough and passionate. She continued to fuck him like that, her moans and his growls filling up the room. Before either of them came, she slide out, and rubbed her pussy, slipping it inside his mouth to taste. "You like that?" She slapped her ass playfully for him, and got onto her hands and knees. She grinned, now.. he was in charge. "Baby, go ahead, slip that fat dick inside me.. fuck my brains out, and you'll get a reward..." She purred, knowing how much he liked this position.
 
Alinthea let out whimpers of lush and excitement as she pushed herself onto him. His hard cock pushing deeply into her. He let her put his paws on her soft thighs. He liked the touch of her skin against his.
As she started to ride him hard. He let his tongue fall out of his mouth, as he started to pant harder. His cock pulsating inside her.
Alinthea pushed up, his full length entering her, the base of his crotch rubbing up against hers. His slight fur rubbing against her skin. He loved the feeling. He let out a moan once again. As she slipped off him and got on her hands and knees. He looked down at her and quickly got up. He knew exactly what she wanted.

Alinthea's cock was dangling from his sheath as he looked at his master, bent over in front of him. He let out a howl and put his paws on her back. His cock still pulsating. He stood on two legs, tall and proud. He loved his position because it put him in control of their relationship. He let out a moan as his cock pushed up against her cunt.

After playing with her, he pushed his cock deep into her. His hind legs helping him push deep into her. He smiled and started to push deeper into her.
 
Princess groaned, clutching the bedsheets, her breasts bouncing up and down frantically, it was so good! He went inside her so deep, her walls tightening themselves around his stick, hearing the slaps of skin against skin. Just hearing him ram himself inside her was enough to make her go mad with lust. "Oh! God.. yes, baby.. just that dick!" She cried out, the sweat building a thin layer over her body, shivering from the impact. She could feel the frustration, the pent-up sexual need through his thrusts. They hadn't made love in a while because she just hadn't been in the mood, she had been too stressed from work. Her body quivered as he rammed into her, only to go deeper and deeper. She missed the cock her pet had, and how he always made her orgasm so quickly because he was just too damned good at it. She threw her head back, letting out a deafening scream, "Alinthea!" She panted, shivering as she felt herself cum all over his cock, her head pressed against the bedsheets. She could only imagine how dirty she looked, she felt dirty, and how she needed a shower desperately now. She could still feel the ramming of his cock inside her cunt, going deeper, harder and faster because he needed to orgasm and fill her with his cum, he came much more than any human she had ever been with which is why she traded up. He had a larger cock, more stamina, and more cum. She could never be with another human man now. She wouldn't be able to even get wet now that she knew what was waiting for her at home.

She was spent, her body limp even though she could still feel how hard, and rigid that beautiful cock was, shining in her juices as it pounded her cunt. She breathed heavily, she could feel the bounce her breasts made when she was pounded against the bed. As he continued to thrust, she let out screams of passion, just encouraging to go more and more even though she was so tired from their workout. Her hair rained against her neck like a curtain, slapping against her skin lightly as he fucked her. She could hear the bed creak, as he worked, moaning loudly. "Alinthea! Alinthea!" She chanted, like a prayer. She let out a haggard breath, crying out, trying to move herself closer so he could get more of her, placing his hands on her hips to help him drive him into his own ecstasy.
 
Alinthea worked her wet pussy. Pushing in hard and fast. He was in control and he liked it when he was this turned on. He could go in as far as he wanted and as often as he wanted. Alinthea's fur rubbed against the soft skin of his mistress. She loved the feeling of this when they were intimate, it heightened the pleasure that they both felt and exchanged. Alinthea loved the sight of his mistress on her hands and knees. It made him feel like he was the master of the relationship, but he wasn't. His mistress controlled him. She took him in and looked after him, however, their roles did change depending on the situation they were in, and the mood they were feeling.

His hips still pushing, Alinthea let out a howl and pushed in harder. As he left his mistress cumming, he pushed harder, as he knew she liked his. Her cum was making it easier to slip in and out of her. As he did, his fur was started to become wetter due to her cum. It was dripping out onto the bed and making a mess. It was sexy.

After a few more minutes of this, Alinthea started to push the fastest he could, he was started to orgasm. Letting out a howl and growling in pleasure, he came hard into his mistress. Alinthea always came more than a human, sometimes cumming for a full minute, depending on how long he had to wait in between their interment moments. Still thrusting, but now with less force, Alinthea started to slow down, as he cum poured out of his mistress.
 
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