Polar Heat
Legal Stuff: All characters were made by me for this story. Not intended for those under the age of 18, blah blah.
The streets were quiet as Sandra headed home on her bike. It had been a rough day at the office, rough enough to warrant the polar bear stopping by the bar for a couple drinks before heading out. Most of the reason had to do with her job, things getting whipped up a frenzy after the relative lazy pace of the holidays. The rest of the reason was that it was that time. She'd taken several heat pads with her to work, as well as a can of spray that masked the scent of her season, but she still had to spend most of the day with that agonizing ache between her legs. And it didn't help in the least that each pedal made the seat of her ride press up against her moist mons.
Looking around at the streets, she felt a sense of peace in the air. She'd always loved this town, even though the streets rolled up around dark. Sandra had grown up here, and had gotten her job when she was in high school. Where she lived now was actually a couple streets over from where she grew up, and just a couple miles from her job. She didn't even need her car most of the time, and a night's ride on her bike felt so good. Oh sure, she had her car for when the weather was bad, or when she had to go to the city, but sometimes she'd take a ride on her bike despite the rain. And tonight, well tonight was a perfect night. A hint of chill in the air, the barest whiff of water from the rain they got the day before, and the soft sounds of nature that had invaded the town's streets. It could almost make her forget about the day and her persistent problem. At least until she hit the pothole on Jennings Ave. when she turned off Main St.
Sandra bit her lip and let out a low moan as the soft seat was jammed up against her privates. Her thoughts turned to her bedroom and the few toys she had stashed away in there. Tonight seemed like one of those nights where she'd open her bedroom window then play with herself until she passed out. Maybe she'd pull out her Jackrabbit and use him. Freddy, the name she gave the toy, always seemed to work just right to make her moan and scream. Just thinking about the toy made her body feel like it was getting hotter, the ursine's maw draping open as she began to pant. Her hips began to gyrate, grinding her hot pot against the seat through her panties and jeans. Biting back a groan, she began to pedal faster, rolling her hips to grind against her bike.
Her attentions were so focused on her body's need that she almost missed her driveway. Making a wide turn, she stopped pedaling for just a moment as she bounced through the gutter. Then she began to pump her legs like crazy, zipping up the incline towards her house. As she approached, the security lights clicked on, flooding the driveway and side yard with light. The home wasn't too much, just a little two bedroom, single bath place, but it was more than enough for her. Sandra almost didn't even have to look as she angled towards a path going around her house. Seconds later, she hopped off the bike and was fishing out her keys. Already her heart was pounding and she was finding it hard to focus. Cursing herself for ignoring the need for this long, she fumbled with the ring before jamming a key into the lock and opening up the door leading into her basement.
Dragging the bike in behind her, she slammed the door and locked it up again even as she leaned the bike against the cinder block wall. By this time her legs were starting to tremble and she could smell the pheromone-laden scent of her estrus as it overwhelmed the pad tucked away in her panties. Pressing her back against the wall, she began to side-step her way around her car. Even as she did this, Sandra grabbed her shirt and peeled it off, revealing her bra-covered mountains. When she reached the front of her car, the bear tossed her shirt into the hamper resting on top of her dryer. Off came the bra, freeing her ample mounds to the chill air.
A shiver raced through her body as the cold kissed against her black nipples, making them harden and stand out from her silvery pelt. Sandra's hands dropped to her pants, attempting to undo the belt even as she hopped across the concrete floor while trying to kick off her shoes. Somehow she managed to get both her shoes off and kicked them away, the sneakers hitting against the wall before setting down. Her fingers worked at the buttons on her pants, fumbling them open one by one before the denim pulled away from her wet pussy. Once more the air kissed against her like a chilly lover, drawing a throaty moan from the ursine.
Shuffling towards the door that lead from the garage to her house, she let her back fall against the cinder blocks and wiggled out of her jeans. Off came the panties as well, the crotch of her cotton covering thoroughly soaked with her juices. Fishing the keys out of her pants pocket, she stepped out of the clothes. Like her shirt and bra, the two other articles of clothing found their way into the hamper, the now useless pad finding it's way into the trash. With keys in hand, she turned towards the door and began to unlock it.
Even as the key found the hole, so did her fingers find another hole. Moving a foot up onto one of the two steps that led into her house, the polar female moaned as one of her digits found it's way into her hole. Wiggling it around, she let out a low huff and twisted the key sharply. Stepping up, she rammed her shoulder into the door at the same time that she twisted the knob, bowling it open. Pumping the sausage-like digit in and out of her depths, she staggered into the kitchen and knocked the door closed with her foot. Not bothering to lock it right now, she let one hand rest on the wall as she drifted through the dark house like a lusty ghost. Her moans echoed through the house as the urgent ursine staggered towards the living room, moving ever closer to the sanctity of her bedroom.
A dark shape lunged at her from the living room, Sandra's mind barely able to process it through the fog of need that clouded her brain. Before she realized what was happening, a fist swung up to slam into her gut, knocking the breath from her lungs. She doubled over with a gasp, stumbling forward. Her attacker didn't let up yet, grabbing her by the fur on her back and pulling her forward before side-stepping. Propelled forward and off balance, she staggered forward before her shins crashed against the coffee table. With a yelp, she fell forward, the cheap piece of furniture collapsing under her with a crunch. The assailant was on top of her in an instant, twisting her arms behind her painfully.
Gasping for breath, she heard something that sounded like Velcro being pulled open before an object wrapped around her wrists, securing them behind her. The polar bear tried to shrug off her attacker with a breathless snarl, but the knee in her back only pressed down harder until she stopped. When the knee pulled back, she took a deep sniff of the air, but what her nose told her made the female's heart stop. She could smell the musk of a male bear, a male grizzle, before a cloth bag was pulled over her head. Try as she might, she couldn't get the bag off or even free her hands a little.
Her body stiffened as a hand was shoved between her legs, a finger touching her slit and wiggling. She tried to press her thighs together, to deny the intruder. The attacker growled and swatted the back of her head, "Keep those legs apart," came the gruff snarl. Reluctantly, she did as she was ordered, her thighs parting to leg those fingers invade her most private of areas. Despite the unwilling invasion of her person, Sandra's body was reacting instinctively to the male's scent. Her back arched some, presenting her rear to the questing fingers. Biting her lip, she attempted to hold back the moan as two of those burly digits sank into her pussy and started to pump. The attacker shifted slowly, hot, moist breath puffing against her thighs then across her slit.
Seeming satisfied at what he found, the other bear growled, "Get up. Move your knees under yourself then stand up. Try anything funny and see what I do." Sandra's body was quaking with a mixture of fear and need. The longing to have a male's cock shoved into her, to breed her and sate her estrus; and the terror of what he might do to her if she fought. Pressing her chest into the ground, she slid her knees forward until they were against her belly. The ursine blushed heavily under the bag, feeling the eyes of her assailant on her ass as she slowly levered herself up. Standing on unsteady legs, she felt the other bear grab onto her shoulder and give a push. "March."
Her fear and desire welled up together, making her heart race. Her breathes came in short gasps, the inside of the bag quickly heating up. The hand on her shoulder guided her down the hall with surprising gentleness, ensuring she didn't bump into anything on the way. Regardless her gut ached and she had a bit of a limp from where her leg slammed into the now-ruined table. The floor under her feet changed from wood to a thick rug, letting her know by feel alone that she had entered her bedroom. Another shove to her back sent her stumbling into her bed. "Bend over the bed and spread your legs," came the gruff order as the door to her room creaked shut. The sound of the door latching seemed impossibly loud to the frightened female.
Not wanting to anger her attacker, she moved forward until she felt her mattress against her thighs. With her hands bound behind her, there wasn't much she could do to gently lower herself so she did the only thing she could. Falling forward, she let the soft mattress break her fall with a bounce. Spreading her legs apart, she blushed as she felt the warmth of the bear moving up behind her. A hand dropped to her rear, claws sliding through her thick pelt and scratching against the skin underneath. When the fingers encountered her slit, her heart began to race, feeling the claw pull back her outer lips enough to reveal the ruby interior.
Sandra could feel her attacker shift behind her as he leaned down. That hot, humid breath washed across her privates, a tremor or lust racing up and down her spine. Keeping a hand on her rear, the ursine used the other fingers to hold the polar female's folds open. For a moment, her attacker simply sniffed at her, as if savoring the scent of his prey. Then came the tongue, that tongue that felt so delightful yet dirty at the same time. It slid into her folds and worked deep into her body, slithering around as it attempted to reach the very core of her being before pulling back out. Her hips gave a jerk, the heat filling every corner of her being as she began to pant louder. That tongue returned several times, each one making her rear lift even more to present itself to the rapist. Just as suddenly, it was gone and she could feel and hear the grizzly move closer to her until something hard touched against her lips. It took a moment before she realized what it was, her heart stopping. Sandra let out a little gasp before...
With a single shove, the cock was buried inside of her fertile fields, making her arch her back and loose a low bellow of both anguish and delight. She could feel how her folds clamped down around the staff, greeting it even as her body bucked to reject the male. A pair of heavy hands fell to her hips, gripping the flesh tightly as the cock was removed from her needy slot slowly before being rammed back in again. Her cry was a mix of desire and dismay as she was filled with the male's meat again and again. His thrusts were short and savage, making the iron frame of her bed groan as if it were longing for this as much as she was. Balling her hands into fists, the bound female tried to fight against the pleasure that was rising up in her needy loins.
Tears stained her cheek fur as she grunted with each shove, trying to fight against the instinctual need that was welling up inside of her body. Her mind reeled as she tried to find something else to think about, anything else, to get her mind off the violation. The assailant leaned forward, one hand sliding from her hips around to grab at her breasts as his jaws found her shoulder and bit down with a snarl. Sandra's eyes went wide under the hood as she gasped, the bite throwing her over the edge and into the most primal of acts. Her grunts became more lustful as she rocked her body back into the bear's. His thrusts shortened drastically, barely pumping his length into her body, but increased the pace dramatically.
It was simply too much for the female to handle. The shame of the rape, the knowledge of what would likely happen once this was all over, the desire, nothing mattered anymore. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she uttered a feral growl, her thighs trembling as she was swept away by her climax. It started out slow, a little chuff escaping her maw as the first peak hit her. Then came the next, and the one after that, the female's miniature orgasms building up to the peak. Lights flashed in front of her eyes inside of the dark bag as her hands jerked at the bindings, her growl turning into a snarl. Her eyes drifted shut as the after-glow overtook her, panting heavily.
A rush of cool air washed over her head, Sandra gasping for air as her eyes fought to focus. What felt like several minutes later, she finally noticed that the thrusts had stopped and that the hood had been removed. Instantly the fear came back to her and she found herself unable to look back at the rapist. Had he finished, was he wanting her to look at him, what was he going to do? All these thoughts and more raced through her mind. The polar bear worked up the courage and turned her head to look at her attacker. The grizzly was silhouetted, hidden in the dark. She could see the glint of teeth when the attacker smiled before the form shifted to the side, reaching for her bedside lamp before clicking it on.
For a moment, she was blinded by the sudden light, squinting for a moment. Slowly, the form of her attacker resolved itself into a familiar shape. The bear's eyes widened as she whimpered, "Glen, what are you doing to me?" Glen, her friend since grade school, had just attacked her, tied her up, and then raped her. The grizzly only had on a grin, a tee shirt that was far too baggy for her, and a strap-on dildo.
The female grizzly growled softly and ran her claws down Sandra's spine slowly, "Don't you remember, Sandy? You told me that this was your fantasy; to have someone attack you and have sex with you while you are in heat."
The polar bear's ears flushed bright red as she remembered that confession from years ago. A thousand questions raced through her mind, "How...why?"
Glenda, or Glen as she preferred to be called, shushed her gently and moved to unbind her hands. "A little scent spray and my brother's shirt helped, so did the key you gave me." Peeling off the shirt, the darker furred female revealed her own breasts before tossing it at Sandra's head. The bear, still in a bit of shock, caught the shirt with her face and took a deep whiff. It smelled very strongly of a healthy male grizz in his prime, the mere scent of it made her eyelids flutter as she moaned. She moved easily, laying back as Glen gently urged her with her hands. "Now just lay back and I'll help you unwind some."
Sandra's ears perked up at that statement, "What?! But I've never done anything with another..."
She fell silent as the grizzly's finger came to rest on her lips, "Shh, don't worry, Sandy. I'll handle everything."
Blushing and nervous, the larger female nodded slowly and watched as Glen pulled off the toy and put it aside. The brown bear's crotch fur was matted with her own juices, and some of Sandra's, but it was obvious her friend was fairly turned on as well. Sandra was taller by a few inches, but she didn't have the muscle that Glenda had. Both females were rather well endowed, their breasts roughly the same size, and both had a bit of padding under their pelts, but that didn't stop either of them from getting the guys if they wanted. Sandra's muzzle hung open as she panted, her mind suddenly flashing back to her first time. It had actually been Glenda's older brother that had taken her cherry. She didn't know till a couple years later that her friend had watched the entire act and masturbated. Now she found herself wondering which side of the equation made her friend finger herself.
The questions faded away as she watched the grizzly crawl onto the bed, making the frame creak a little, and move closer. Her breath caught in her throat as Glenda's coarse fur rubbed against her body. It seemed to take forever until the other bear was laying next to her, one hand resting on her belly as the other propped her head up. The grizzly's fingers traced through her belly fur as the other female spoke softly, "I didn't hurt you too much, did I?" Sandra shook her head slowly, her head still spinning a little from what all had happened to her. "Good," murred her friend as she kept petting gently. "I'm still surprised I actually did this to be honest. I mean ever since I saw you and Mac..." The female buried her nose into Sandra's snowy fur and let out a huff after she trailed off.
Finally, everything was making sense and the pieces were all falling into place. Sandra knew that Glen had a couple boyfriends, but never anything really serious. All the little looks, games of truth or dare, the comments she thought were jokes, now this. And now, despite the fact that she was attracted to guys and even wanted to have kids some day, she was feeling a gentle warmth spreading through her body. Reaching over, she cupped Glenda's chin and lifted the grizzly's head up. Her friend blinked at her with those deep, soulful brown eyes and watched as Sandra leaned in.
The polar bear was hesitant at first, her lips just barely brushing against her long-time friend's mouth. Then, with a deep breath, she pressed her mouth against the other female's. She could feel the ursine tense under the sudden embrace before quickly melting with a low groan, pressing closer. After a long moment, Sandra felt Glen's tongue probing lightly at her lips and opened her mouth. The muscle slid into her maw where it met her own tongue. Her heart began to race again, an excitement she had never felt before filling her body. Just as she had been the one to initiate the kiss, she was the one to break it. Glenda looked up at her with a longing murr and was greeted by a smile, "Make me scream, Teddy bear."
Glenda's maw split into a wide grin as her friend uttered those words. She began to kiss along her lover's neck, quickly making her way to the ursine's chest. Sandra's hands moved to give the grizzly plenty of room to work. The grizzly grinned and let her tongue slide around the one of the female's black-skinned nipple. Her tongue traced around it for a moment before closing her mouth around the teat. Her black talons combed through the luxurious pelt, scratching her friend's belly. The female's breasts heaved up into her muzzle with each of Sandra's lusty pants. Glen took her time, letting her fingers circle and scratch against the skin slowly.
She took her time, working along her lover's belly for nearly a minute before her fingers just barely brushed over that hot pussy. A smile formed on her maw as she felt the larger female shiver with anticipation. Instead of making her friend wait any longer, Glen's fingers slipped straight down the bear's body and two of her digits slid into the wet snatch. Sandra's back arched up with a gasp as those fingers worked into her. The bear's clit was as hard as a pebble and the grizzly's touch made her bite her lip and moan. Those fingers wiggled deeper into her pussy, stroking gently before they found the golden zone. A gasp was torn from the polar as she jerked like a fish on a hook, lightning racing through her body when that spot was brushed. Her breath caught in her throat as her friend touched the hidden zone again, lights flashing in front of her eyes.
Glenda wasn't going to let up on her friend either. Putting a paw on the snowy female's hips, the darker furred ursine began to pump her fingers faster, wiggling them up and down even as she rubbed her palm against Sandra's clit. The heated bear let out a growling noise as her hands grabbed at the sheets, her hips fighting to buck off the hand that was holding them down. Her mind was reeling with the pleasure being given her by her long-time friend. She couldn't begin to decide which was more exciting; having someone play with her like this or that it was her female friend doing it. As if Glen were wanting to torture her with pleasure, the grizz began to tap her two fingers against that hidden spot. Every time the fingers met those erogenous zones, more and more bright sparkles danced in her eyes.
It took no time before she yelled with her climax, her body arching up off the bed as her tongue slipped from her maw, curling at the air. The grizzly grinned at the sight of her friend having such a powerful climax, her fingers slowing their motions for the time being. Sandra's body vibrated like a plucked string as she huffed, her bouxum chest heaving with each labored breath. The polar bear slumped back to the bed and gasped for air, her eyes fluttering. Sitting back, Glenda lifted her hand free of her friend's snatch and began to lick them clean. The flavor was simply exquisite, so much like her own nectar but so different at the same time.
Laying on the bed, Sandra watched as Glenda licked her fingers clean and smiled a little. Arching her back slowly, she kept an eye on the darker female before suddenly lunging with a mock-bellow. The grizzly looked up in shock as the white-hot female lunged at her. Caught off guard, she was bowled over and the pair fell from the bed to land on the floor with a solid thud. Both females gasped at the impact, Sandra landing with her back facing the bed, Glenda on her other side. As the grizzled ursine recovered, the estrus-driven female continued her assault.
Grabbing onto her friend's head, Sandra pulled her in close and forced the bear into a kiss. Her tongue slipped into Glenda's mouth and began to dance with her friend's muscle. The grizzly wrapped her arms around the polar's head and pulled her in close, deepening the kiss. After only a brief moment, Sandra broke the kiss and grinned at her lover. "My turn now."
Sitting up, she reached under the bed and fished around for a moment before pulling out a box. Keeping her eyes trained on Glenda, she almost ripped the box open before shoving her paw in and feeling around. Glenda sat up a little, both of her ears perking as she watched Sandra fish around inside of the box. While she knew that her friend had some toys, which girl didn't, she only knew about a few of them. But the ones that her friend-turned-lover had were relatively plain. A look of surprise went over the female's face at what her friend produced. The ursine let out a low whistle, "And here I thought you were about as pure as your fur is, Honey. What are you doing with one of those?"
There in the polar bear's hand was a double-ended dildo, probably close to twenty inches long. Either end of the toy was fairly plain, just an ordinary mushroom-shaped tip, but then it got interesting. Right behind either of the heads, there were rows of small, soft rubber spines. Then, about six inches or so down the toy, there was a cozy looking bulge, almost like a canine's knot. Behind the knot, the toy was textured to allow for a good grip, and no doubt, a rather unique feeling when it slipped in. Sandra blushed at the grizzly's question, "Well, actually, I tried anal once a while back and I kinda...liked it." Her ears turned a brighter shade of red as she continued, "So I ordered one of these offline and I used it to play with myself. Don't worry though, I always used a condom and I wash it after each time."
The brown furred female grinned and moved in closer to Sandra, "I trust you, Honeybear, now just sit up and move like this..." Sandra readily moved under Glenda's direction, swapping with her lover so she could lean against the wall. Wiggling her back against the wall of her bedroom, she spread her legs out in a wide V in front of her. The grizzly moved in to sit a few inches away, draping one of her legs over Sandra's. Her other leg went underneath Sandra's other thigh. Leaning back, the grizzly rested her hands on the floor and murred, "Okay, put the toy in now."
Sandra nodded and reached down between their bodies, guiding the dildo to her pussy first. Biting her lip, she held back the moan as the blunt tip pressed against her ready body before sliding in. The spines tickled her insides in a delightful fashion as her body swallowed up the toy. Finally, there was the knot, which strained against her for a second before popping in with a wet noise. Glenda blinked as her friend too the bulge so easily, "Damn, Sandy."
The female moaned and wiggled her hips, "I like this toy, now it's your turn though." The grizzly watched as her lover bent the toy almost in double before pressing the head against her body. Wiggling with a mix of excitement and anticipation, she gripped the carpet and waited.
Their bodies were far apart enough so that the toy didn't have to be forced in between them. Sandra found herself smiling a little as she rubbed the toy up and down her friend's outer lips. Despite the fact that until now, neither of them had paid attention to her privates, Glenda was wet. Her mound was puffed up with arousal and her juices matted the fur around her slit. A short gasp broke free of her maw as the tip popped into her body, followed by that spiny shaft. Her eyes widened at the strange, tickling sensation they gave her as they slipped into her body. Staying silent, she could only watch as that knot slipped towards her body, stopping a short distance away from her lips.
Leaning against the wall, Sandra let her fingers glide down the faux-phallus before wrapping around the middle. Keeping an eye on the grizz, she pushed the toy away from her, biting her lip as those spines tickled against her insides. The bulge slipped out of her body with a wet plop, glistening with her heat juices. Glenda huffed as she watched the knot sliding ever closer before it pressed against her. The polar bear gave a little push, watching as the bump strained against the labia for a moment before she pulled it away, thrusting the toy back into her own pussy. A moan slipped out of her maw with a short, bark-like sound, as that wide spot slipped past her outer lips and into her body. The feeling was so good that she forgot for a moment that her friend was on the other end of the toy.
The next thrust of the toy drove the knot into Glenda's body, the grizzly's eyes shooting wide open as she gasped, her hips jerking against the toy. She didn't have long to enjoy the feeling before it was jerked away from her body again, Sandra starting to fuck both of them with the toy. Both females began to pant as the double-ended cock slipped and slid inside of their tunnels. Its barbs tickled against their insides as it slid inside before flaring out and lightly scratching on the way out. It felt like a hundred tiny fingers tickling against their tunnels, lightly grazing across their g-spot and inner muscles. Then that knot, oh God that knot. Each time it forced its way into their bodies sent a jolt of pleasure mixed with a hint of pain racing up their respective spines. Then, right as it got close to bottoming out, the bump rubbed against that hidden zone firmly and seemed to pause for just an instant before retreating.
Panted breathes, lewd pops and wet squishes filled the air as Sandra fucked herself and her lover with the toy. Glenda's breathe became to come in louder huffs as her hands slipped out from under her, the grizzly falling back against the carpet. Thus far, she had been without release, her arousal only growing as she spend more and more time tending to her friend. The sound of the ursine's pussy hugging the toy and the labored, pleasure-filled huffs. The scent of her own juices mixing with Sandra's estrus-laden succus. And finally the feeling of the bear's thighs shifting under her own, combined with the toy being pumped in and out of her body, guided by the wild femme.
A whine broke free of her mouth as her back arched up, her hips jerking wildly. The pleasure crashed around her body, curling up deep inside of her gut, for a moment before it broke free. Having overcome the dam of her willpower, the grizz's climax crashed through her body like a tidal wave, sweeping her up and carrying her away with a roar.
Sandra moaned, her eyes closed most of the way as she watched Glenda first fall then begin to writhe in pleasure on the floor. By now her hips were jerking against the toy, the underside of her fist slamming against her labia with each push of the toy. The knot continued to pop and strain against her body, sending those wonderful jolts of pleasure racing up and down her spine, but it wasn't the toy that set off her peak. Hearing the grizzly call out in pleasure, she opened her eyes and watched as the darker female lifted up off the ground as she let loose. Tossing her head back, the ivory female loosed her own bellow as she peaked, grabbing Glenda's leg and holding it as her hand jerked the toy rapidly for several seconds before finally stilling.
For a long moment, the two females stayed exactly like that; their legs intertwined, bodies connected by the toy, one propped up and the other sprawled out. Sandra winced a bit as a slight pain crept through her privates, letting her know she'd reached her limit for the time being. Leaning forward, she let the toy fall out of her body and flop limply on the ground. Moving over the grizzly's panting form, she leaned in and kissed her lover gently on the lips. Glenda gave her a little grin and huffed as she returned the kiss, adding a little nuzzle.
Without a word, the pair moved onto the bed, laying on top of the blankets. Still panting, they pulled each other close, savoring the feeling of being held by the other. Glen nestled her head against Sandra's neck, nuzzling softly as she panted happily. "That was the best I've had in a long time."
Sandra nodded lazily in agreement, "Mhm, maybe we can get your brother involved next time."
Even though she said it as a joke, the grizzly laughed tiredly, "Better than a piece of paper and a turkey baster." For a second, the polar bear blinked before joining her lover in deep, joyful laughter. Content and tired, the pair closed their eyes and drifted off into dreams of each other.