A doe and a wolf take their enjoyment of one another’s bodies between ladies in a forest pool… Sometimes, you just have to make the time for each other.
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Sherri smiled as she sank beneath the surface, the wolf’s grey fur softening and drifting, rippling as if there was something all the more alluring to her. Of course, the grey wolf was naked from head to toe but the forest pool was well hidden and clean, a bubbling brook teasing into it, refreshing the pool constantly with a steady flow of moving water.
“Come on…”
She teased her girlfriend, her long-term partner that she had not spent enough time with lately, though the brown-furred doe with spots on her backside could not resist. Dee chuckled softly, removing her second sock (they had special ones those days for the cloven hooves of a deer) as she sat on a stone ledge by the edge of the pool.
“I’m coming, don’t worry…”
Sherri shivered. Just how did Dee manage to sound as if she was seducing her, whatever she said? She just had that tone about her, that silken sweetness like honey and milk bound together so very softly.
Slowly, Dee joined her, her ears flicking gently as she slipped into the water, making hardly anything of a ripple as she allowed the coolness of it to flicker and flow over her. The deer sighed softly, although the chill of it would soon be eased with the warmth of her lover, the wolfess that made her heart pound so and made her world go around. They hadn’t had all that much time together lately and there were things getting in the way – work and family and life itself, as a general rule. Yet all they wanted to do was to be together, to live together, to spend all the time they could together.
That was just why they had gone out to the forest pool that evening, the sunset filtering through the leafy trees, their deciduous awning soon to fade as autumn crept in. But, for the moment, there was still summer to hold between them as the warmth of their bodies came together, the doe smiling as she took the wolf’s paw, their interlude not yet at its conclusion for the evening.
“I told you that I’d always make time for you.”
Taking the sweet doe into her arms, they kissed as if their muzzles knew exactly where to go, tongues sweeping gently up against each other. Their phones had been left at home, keys with their clothes, the two of them together, exactly as they needed to be and no more than that.
“Oh…”
Dee murmured softly as her lover pressed up to her, kicking and lightly paddling beneath the surface but the pool was not so deep that they couldn’t get themselves out of trouble if need be. They stayed closer to the edge though, the reeds offering them some privacy, softening and sweetening the moment, moaning lightly. Neither of them knew which of them cried out but it did not matter as their lips pressed together, muzzles tilting to the side to allow the kiss to deepen even more. Dee whimpered into the wolf’s lips, ever-aware of the touch of a predator on her mouth, yet she would never leave her seductive partner for another of the prey species. It was unconventional to those that were stuck in traditional ways but, well, Dee had never put much stock in things like that when Sherri was around. Sherri had changed her mind on so many things and falling in love for the first, real, time had been the very first thing.
Sherri could not resist the lure of her sweet doe, however, bearing her back against the bank, hind paws finding purchase in the lightness of the mud, toes squelching. It may not have been the most comfortable of sensations but it was still something that she could push into, kissing her doe with all the passion she had in her heart and more. Dee welcomed it, moaning into her mouth as she submitted to her, nipples perky and tingling, the mere brush of the wolf’s claw-tips enough to get her trembling.
Perfect…
Dee was putty in her paws as she gently lifted her onto the bank, her hide rippling with muscle that her fur coat usually hid. It was difficult to show all that much muscle definition with fur but the water told all even as it slicked down to her muscles, showing off all that she had to offer. The doe spread her legs easily for her and Sherri took the treat as it was offered to her, her muzzle delving between her lover’s legs for the soft, warm folds of her pussy.
“Ohhh…”
Dee moaned out loud and whimpered, head rolling back, shoulders tense, yet they would not remain stiff for long as the pressure and pleasure of orgasm demanded her attention. It was not there yet, of course – they’d only just gotten started! – but it was something that could blossom and bloom and the lure of it all simply could not be denied. Sherri’s tongue traced the outline of her folds tenderly, dipping between, but she did not need to rush anything at all as she pushed on, swirling her tongue around her clit over and over again to a chorus of whimpers.
There was nothing that made her heart leap and dance like Dee’s moans the doe humping lightly and gyrating against her muzzle. The wolf’s long tongue was perfectly designed for oral attention, long and flexible, and the doe could not help but cling to her, holding onto her ears and even twisting her fingers lightly and gently into the wolf’s thick head of brown hair. She didn’t always keep her hair long but Dee loved it when she did, her own cropped short so that it blended seamlessly into her natural coat of brown, deer fur. It let her hold onto her lover for some sense of stability when she was, as Sherri liked to look at it, “having her world rocked”, and Dee smiled even then, head swimming as pleasure exploded.
There was no going back from it once it had begun either, ripples of lust coursing through her, rocking her hips to the tune that Sherri commanded. It was the wolf in charge, always the wolf, the wolf with the sly smile and the smirk that said she would devour the deer, but all in the best of ways. Her tongue drove deep, finding the cluster of nerves that betrayed her G-spot, and Dee could not help but cry out all over again, trying to be quiet even if there should have been no one near at all that could have heard her cries. She licked her lips, shaking her head, rolling her shoulders – all to no avail. The moans were coming whether she was ready to hear them or not.
Dee breathed shortly, chest shuddered, breasts rolling. Her only qualm about the position that they were in, with Sherri down in the water and her up on the bank, was that her lover could not tease her breasts at the same time. Yet they were so sensitive that she could not resist, laying back on the bank with her legs spread, her breasts within the clasp of her own hands. She moaned out loud, striving to find some purchase with her heels to rock her hips, though it was hard to find any on the crumbling dirt of the bank. It didn’t matter, not all that much, yet she still wanted more, panting softly, pinching her nipples so very lightly, teasing them out with the lightest of touches.
Sherri leaned in hungrily, slurping up her juices, her tongue digging deep as she curled it within her lover’s snatch. Those folds parted so sweetly around her tongue every time, the velvety softness of her cunny more than she could take in the heat of the moment. Yet it was Sherri’s delight that would have to wait just a little bit longer as she groaned into Dee’s pussy, nuzzling in, the brush of her cold nose tickling Dee’s clit to a shuddering gasp and buck of her hips.
“Ah… Oh…”
Yet the doe was not the one controlling everything and that was all for Sherri to decide how far she pushed things, the wolfess in charge as she always was. She moaned into the doe’s sex, letting the soft vibrations from her lips tease deeper. Dee’s clit throbbed for attention and the wolfess could not resist swapping her tongue in her pussy for her fingers, even though those were not quite as tactile as her tongue was. Dee’s juices lingered on her muzzle, however, as the wolf pressed her fingers deep, two digits sliding in and curling up inside her.
Dee could not bear it, humping and shifting her hips, unable to settle on any kind of position, even though the outcome of all that was to come to pass was written in the stars. With the crimson and umber of the sunset filtering down through the trees, splashed across the water, it was the perfect moment for the two of them, two bodies coming together in passion unlike anything that that particular pool had seen before. The doe’s moans rose and rose, forgetting that they were out in the open, yet she could not stop herself from reaching that high as her lover’s fingers pumped and pounded, teasing her in just the right way to tip her sweetly over the edge.
Squealing and jigging a hoof, Dee lost all sense of herself as her lover pushed her on and into orgasm, the rippling pulse of her pussy closing again and again around the wolf’s fingers. Yet that was nowhere near enough to get Sherri to stop, wanting her lover to experience even more as she pumped her fingers just like she would one of their sex toys, pleasuring her sweet doe’s body in the very best of ways. She knew the ins and outs of the doe’s body better than she even knew her own, but all was as it was meant to be as the deer’s juices trickled forth, begging the lap of her tongue even with Sherri’s fingers filling her.
Rubbing her breasts, fingers light on her too-sensitive nipples, Dee groaned out loud, her head tipped back, looking up at the canopy of trees, how the leaves rustled and lifted, casting dappled late-day sunshine down. Soon, night would come and they would have to call it a day but, until then, the forest was theirs and theirs alone, their time to make time for each other and bring such sweet passions to the forefront of their lives all over again.
Murmuring into her pussy, Sherri guided her lovingly down from her high with a lap and flick of her tongue, letting her come at her own pace. There was no rush, not when it came to them, and she soothed the heat of the doe’s pussy over and over again, tickling her tender lips with the tip of her tongue. She knew not to do too much as Dee quivered, too sensitive in the afterglow, yet there would be pleasure too to come for her if she allowed her sweetheart to come back around.
“Sherri…” Dee breathed, head swimming, spinning madly out of control – as madly as she was in love with the wolf. “Float… Swim for a while… I’ll come to you. I just want to lie here for a while.”
Sherri murmured to her, only briefly lifting herself out of the water to check the deer over, though she knew her well enough to know that what she wanted was so. There was only so much that a body could take in the heat of the moment, after all, and a sweet doe, slim and lithe, needed time to come back to herself after such a thing. An explosive thing that made her smile goofily, lips stretched.
Sherri swam, ducking her head under the water, letting it tease any sweat from her body, for she was more than a little worked up too. There was a problem that needed to be taken care of too, although her pussy was damp and lost in the flow of the water between her legs. As she splashed and swam, not the most elegant of swimmers, it flowed and caressed her pussy too, the pinkness of her lips showing through as the heat of her sex swelled. Her sex was framed by the same soft, grey fur as the rest of her body, lightly protective and drawing the eye down to her secret garden.
Yet Dee had come back to herself and joined her in the water – something that Sherri only realised as the doe’s arm went around her. It tightened around her waist and drew her back and it was then that the wolf knew that her sweet doe was no longer going to be so sweet. Licking her lips, Dee took control, bearing the wolf back into the reeds, the soft rustle hiding them from view while the wolf shivered on the edge of her own submission. It was rarely touched on but made her weak at the knees every time, loving both sides of the coin whereas Dee was more of a sub at heart.
That, however, did not mean that the tables could not be turned either from time to time as their lips meant and Sherri submitted softly to her partner. There was a lightness between them as the wolf moaned into her mouth but the deer took the lead, fingers pressing into the wolf’s pussy as their paws and hooves found purchase on the bottom of the pool. Dee was not in a mood to take any prisoners as her lover whimpered, pressing in closely, humping her hips so very desperately into the deer’s paw and her hoof-like fingertips that it was quite as if she had not gotten off in some time.
That was not to be discussed between them at that moment, however, as Dee kissed her deeply, insisting that the kiss was kept as she moaned, letting the wolf know that she was not messing about. The moment was for the two of them and them alone as she groaned and rocked her hips, Sherri wanting something – something that only the doe could give her and had always been so.
Dee’s fingers found all the right spots, driving up deeply into the wolf’s wet pussy and pressing into her G-spot, drawing moan after muffled moan from the wolf’s lips. To have her in such a state so quickly made the doe quiver in another way entirely, yet her ears pricked to attention, craving it all, wanting more, wanting to push her over the edge until she was so truly weak in the moments of orgasm that she could not help but let Dee overpower her.
Sherri was barely with herself as the water lapped gently around her breasts, the doe’s paw finding one and squeezing, knowing exactly how sensitive they were with her too. They were one of the most erogenous zones on a lady and yet they were rarely treated in the right way. If the kiss had been broken and spared for another time, Dee would have suckled those nipples deep into her mouth and played her tongue over them but, as it was, she only had her fingers to tease, brushing and toying, letting them harden and perk into the cool of the evening air.
Not everything had to be rough but her fingers definitely were, treating Sherri hard as the wolf wanted, moans shared between like muzzles. They wanted it both, that was clear to see, yet the need of them yearned for more, hips rocking urgently, their lust shared. It was coming whether the wolf was ready for it or not, the slop of her pussy tensing lightly around the deer’s fingers even as her hot depths were plundered so very aptly.
Yet the wolfess could not hold anything back for a single moment more as she cried out a broken howl into her lover’s muzzle, whimpering and moaning. It was a twisted sound that cracked and curled into a long, drawn-out howl, yet it was the blasting ripple of orgasm ploughing through her that was the main event. It could not be ignored, not with the heated waves of orgasmic bliss coursing through, her folds seeming to tighten around Dee’s fingers even though Sherri was by no means in charge or control of her body at that moment in time.
The wolf did not need to be in control of her body at every moment and that was something that Sherri could only give up to the doe. It was Dee and only Dee that she could trust to carry her through something so intimately powerful that it had to be paid tribute to in a chorus of kisses and nuzzles, their lips finally breaking as Sherri let out a wavering howl. The deer’s lips caressed and lipped softly at her neck, carrying her through her climax, yet it was there that those lips would remain while she simmered down from her high, the two of them warm and satisfied in the afterglow.
“I love you so much…”
Dee smiled faintly, dropping a chaste kiss on the wolf’s lips, though the kiss meant far more than what it appeared. There was affection there and deeply passionate love, pulsing through, rising to the surface like bubbles from the bottom of the ocean. It had to be released and loved between the two of them as they cherished and nourished it, wanting to see just where things went.
One thing was certain, however, and that was that they would be together forever, always finding little ways, even as life got busier and busier, to make time for each other.
As Sherri kissed her sweetheart back, drawing the doe’s body in against the sensual curve of her own, she knew she would make sure of it.
Dee was worth it.
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