As his eyes adjusted, he studied her face. More and more, he saw the human part of her. He started to see past the fur, the canines, and the ears. And what he saw was a beautiful young woman. Without thinking, he raised his hand and put it affectionately to her cheek. In those big, gilded eyes, he saw something else; something that was now as clear as crystal. Even though she couldn’t talk, those brilliant orbs told him all he needed to know.
A need had been programmed into her, to need whoever she was with, to desire them. He could sense the yearning in her. She needed to be with him, to please him. He also sensed she needed him to need her. Again, he detected a built-in dependency there. She was not a solitary creature. She needed companionship. He felt the arousal build, ignited by this soft vulnerability. This emotional makeup had the intentional effect of making the man feel attractive … was that the right word? No … superior. Of course, along with the latent sexuality that some scientist had intentionally designed into her genetic makeup, it would make it almost impossible for any red-blooded male not to want her.
What have I gotten myself into with you? You could be dangerous in soooo many ways.
She never took her eyes from his, as she began to slide down his body, working her way to his groin. She threw her leg over his, climbing atop it to lie on her belly. He couldn’t believe how light she was, the soft down of her breasts and stomach like a baby blanket across his thigh. Mentally, he found himself spinning from the sudden, mixed emotions she was now initiating. His mind immediately began arguing with his heart. But his body had no time for hesitation. It had already cheerfully conceded long before he’d even awoke.
“Hey, uh … you really don’t …” he started to protest half-heartedly. She touched a finger lightly to his lips and gave him a seductive smile. With a surprisingly skillful hand, she slipped him out of his fly. Grasping him firmly, she put it to her lips. A sly twinkle came into those eyes now, a look of anticipation mixed with base animal desire. She still held him in her captivating gaze, even as she slid him into her mouth.
With a groan of unadulterated pleasure, his eyes rolled back into his head, as she slowly worked the shaft in. Oh, my God! He was amazed as he felt her jaw relax, allowing her to take him all the way to the back of her throat. She doesn’t have a gag reflex! She allowed him to enjoy the unbelievable feeling for several seconds. She then gripped his base with one hand, while her other cupped his testicles tenderly. Her warm, wet mouth began moving expertly up and down his shaft. Sloppily slurping, she allowed her saliva to flow freely, running down him and onto the bedsheets.
He could only lay there, seemingly paralyzed by the pleasure of her performance. Amazed by her expert skill, he wondered just who they’d spliced into her DNA. Some porn star? A hooker? Did they hold auditions? Maybe it’d even been a man. After all, who else would know the way around a dick better than someone who had one themselves? Whoever they’d chosen, they’d obviously been the crème de la crème.
She never even broke suction, as he felt her slide off his leg. She was bringing her body around now, working her lower section counterclockwise toward the head of the bed. It didn’t really dawn on him exactly what she was up to until she was throwing her leg over his head, straddling his face.
Oh hell! Things had suddenly got interesting.
Suddenly, his nostrils were filled with the heady scent of her warm wetness. He now found himself in a sensuous quandary. On the one hand, that was one pretty piece of pink womanhood staring him in the face, demanding to be pleasured. Her hips worked urgently, just inches from his nose, desperately urging him to return the favor that she was busily bestowing upon him.
On the other hand, that gorgeous piece of ass staring him in the face was covered in a fine fur and had a bushy tail attached to it. Was this wrong? Was it unnatural? What kind of deviancy am I sinking to? Yes, part of her was human, but a part of her was also animal. Which one would he be satisfying if he gave in now? It was hard to sort it all out with her enthusiastically pleasing him like she was. And that ass gyrating in his face only made reasoning even more difficult.
It was such a gorgeous ass! It was almost hypnotizing.
She’d tried to be polite about it, but the time for pleasantries was now obviously past. The next thing he knew, she’d put her now-dripping slit directly against his mouth and nose. Not taking no for an answer, she ground herself into his face, her juices smearing his mouth and chin. At the same time, she increased her speed orally, sending him the clear message that reciprocation would be greatly appreciated.
His remaining resistance was steadily crumbling. The taste of her in his mouth now fanned the flames of his desire. If he didn’t know better, he would swear there was a sweet taste to her. Her tongue worked its way teasingly up and down his shaft, expertly exploiting this fire, stoking it into an inferno. His mind was quickly forgetting about all the questions it’d tried to pose. Whatever she was, whatever she’d done, it no longer mattered. All that mattered now was that she was obviously female. A female with needs and wants. It’d been too long. He had needs and wants as well. Giving up the futile fight in his head, he growled lustily
