Sojourners
A story I cooked up in my head a while back. The Idea is that the gender roles are reversed due to a low male population. This anon is the strong independent type, at least until you get him in bed.
>Your boots crunch in the underbrush as you make your trek off the beaten path.
>The surrounding forest buzzes with the waking nightlife as the day draws to a close.
>When you reach the far side of a large oblong clearing, you stop abruptly. The cookware strapped to your back keeps clattering for a bit while you get your bearings.
Your feet pound
>"Short of breath?" Your companion Ferrah chides from behind you."
>She's a tall, athletic mongoose with tan fur and a patch of white over her left eye. side by side, she's a head taller than you.
>You take a seat on a nearby stone and look back at her.
"I've taken my 6,969th step since our last break, I won't go an inch further." you explain while cracking your back.
>Ferrah scoffs at the remark "and for you that's what, 2 miles?"
"3 and a quarter"
>"Right" waves her hand and takes your word for it. She scans the area with her ears flicking this way and that. "Well, this isn't a bad spot to set up camp. flat ground, steady breeze, and the river's close enough for even you to hear it."
"Close enough for me to toss you in?" You fire back.
>She takes a good listen to judge the distance,"Hmmmm, not that close". she chuckles.
>You reach into your pocket and retrieve your digital map. The silver hexagonal device lights up and displays a green hex grid of a 10 mile radius. The river snakes its way through the grid spaces a few hundred feet to the Northeast.
>You double tap the button on the upper right to zoom out, Its still a day's walk to Woodfield from here but you're making good time. You turn the screen off and shove it back into your coat pocket.
>You look up to see Ferrah arranging the stones for the fire and your Autotent(tm) setting itself up behind her. You roll the stone you were sitting on closer to the pit and finally take off your pack. You open up the insulated section and pull out containers with ingredients. A medley of stew veggies, some floury balls of dough and big fatty cubes of Fresh boar meat from the last stop you made.
"Those poor little piggies are gonna wonder where their mommy went" You tease.
> She ruffles through her supplies and shakes a small red disk of of a box with A flame printed on it. "Her little Borfans aren't my problem, she shouldn't have charged at you."
"That's cold"
>"Stand back" She throws the disk into the center of the pit and it roars into a crackling flame.
>A couple of hours pass and the sky loses the last of it's orange tint as the stars blink into view overhead.
>You've since ditched your coat and boots and sit by the fire barefoot.
>The simmering pot fills the cozy camp with a mouthwatering scent. So mouthwatering that Ferrah's been licking her chops for the past 20 minutes.
>Ferrah stands over you with her tail swishing in anticipation while you stir the pot.
"Yes it's ready, bring your bowl"
>You flll her bowl to the brim and watch her chow down. Her hums of satisfaction tell you this is one for the cook books. After ladling your self some,you speak up.
"Were about a days walk from Woodfield. If we hurry across the river we can get there by sundown."
>Ferrah swallows and says. "We could get there by noon if you let me carry you."
"Hell no."
>"Oh come on!" she pouts. You're a guy, shouldn't have to carry all that stuff.
"Tip your sunhat somewhere else. I got legs."
>"Legs that get tired after 3 miles"
"3 and a quarter." You correct before taking a bite.
>Ferrah squints at you and crosses her arms "You and your pride, you should be glad I'm asking. I should just throw you over my shoulder and-"
>You offer another ladle of your stew and she reluctantly obliges. "Would it kill you to let me take care of you?"
"I don't need to be waited on. You should learn to take 'no~' for an answer." you lean over and boop her with your ladle leaving a blotch of food on her snoot. You pull back your booping ladle when Ferrah suddenly grabs the handle.
>She rolls her long tongue over and around it while starring you down. You watch her turn her head as she licks the ladle clean and pulls off with a kiss. You feel an uncomfortable tightness growing in your pants when she finally lets go of it.
"N-now listen."
>"I'm listening"
>You set your feet and rise slowly from your rock while Ferrah follows you with her hungry eyes.
"W-what did we just we talk about?"
>You know that look all too well. You take slow steps backwards while she's still sitting. her tail slowly swishes too and fro.
>"Taking no for an answer, but you haven't said no yet, have you?" She plants her paws and leans forward.
>You can feel your heart thumping in your chest and below the belt.
"How about we just clean up and gooaaaaAAAH"
>You give up trying to talk your way out of it and make a mad dash for the tent. You take about ten steps before getting the wind knocked out of you from behind sending you tumbling into the tent.
>When You get you're bearings you're pinned down face up with the dim light of the tent overhead illuminating the edges of the she beast's fur.
>Ferrah leans in and slowly grazes your neck with her fangs. "If no means no, I'll just have to make you scream yes."
>You curse yourself as her warm breath on your neck makes your shiver.
"No fair~" you whimper.
"You can stop me at any time~" she whispers into your ear.
>You feel her hips grind against your throbbing member through your cargo pants.
>You reach for her thighs but she slaps your hand away.
"Ah-ah-ah. First, I'll need something from you. Shirt, off."
>You grab the hem of your shirt before catching yourself.
>She's not gonna get what she wants that easy.
>You're fine with this anyway.
>You fold your arms behind your head and grin.
>She squints at you and doubles her efforts. The friction coupled with her moaning does more for you than you realized.
>She suddenly lifts her hips. leaving a cold spot where her juices had been leaking.
>"looks like we're done here." she sighs.
>What?
>Your cock is peaking out of your waistband at this point, and she would leave you like this?
>She lifts her leg so that she's no longer straddling you and turns around.
>"Goodnight"
"Wait!"
>You reluctantly remove your shirt so that she can continue.
>Ferrah turns back and smirks,"Good boy, But since you were stubborn..."
>Ferrah straddles you once more this time with her ass toward you.
>"I'll need the pants too." You feel her firmly grip the ankles of your pants. "May I?" She asks innocently
"Yes"
>In one pull, your pants are off and tossed to the far side of the tent.
>Your member stands at full mast in the open air, thankful to be freed.
>Her fluffy tail brushes underneath your chin and beckons you with her feminine scent. "You may touch".
>Your hands stroke her powerful thighs and squeeze her round firm ass.
>She drools into her paw and strokes your shaft as you grope her.
>Her slippery paw pads swirl around the tip before forming a ring and milking you.
>You cant help but moan wen she bends down and licks the tip. She strokes you faster and then lets go, leaving you to buck your hips at the open air.
>How cruel
>She turns and looks over her shoulder. "I need something else from you Anon~"
>Oh no.
>"You're gonna be so tired tomorrow. Why don't you let Mamma carry you into town?"
>You pout and look away.
>Your pride forbids it.
"I'm not some helpless little eehhhahha~"
>You look back and the she-devil is up on her knees grinding her pussy on the tip of your cock.
>"It doesn't matter what you are. All I need is a Yes or a no." she hisses with pleasure.
>She drops her hips just enough so you can feel her lips spread.
>You instinctively buck your hips, only for her to lift off of you. She plants her lips back on you when you calm down.
>"You won't cum that way, but I will~" she teases.
>Her hot slit oozes onto your cock as she grinds away.
>A man can only take so much.
"Yes" you huff
>"Yes what?"
>You can feel whatever spare blood you have left rising to your cheeks in embarrassment.
"Yes, I want Mamma Ferrah to carry me to the city! Now pound me into the dirt like a railroad spike!"
>"Good Boy."
>She descends down your shaft with a wet slap.
>The contrast of the cold air of the tent and the heat of her slick love canal make you gasp.
>"FUck that's deep" her tail swishes to and fro she forcefully bounces on your cock.
>You can already feel your climax welling up in your groin when you feel her walls contract. She squeals and shudders on top of you.
>That's it?
"What's the matter? 'Momma' can't handle this dick?" You tease.
>She turns all the way around with you still inside her.
>She leans down and growls into your ear.
>"Mamma's just getting started."
>She's scaring you in all the right ways.
>You're suddenly caught off guard by her holding one of your legs up.
>Getting your pelvis hammered in this position is too much for you. You can feel your climax rushing to the surface.
"Ff-erraah ple-ease slo-ow down I'm gonnaahhh~!" you moan, your voice wavers with her rough riding.
>You're pathetic mewling only makes her thrust harder. "
>You shoot your load deep into your lovers womb. One hot sticky rope after another.
>Ferrah lowers her self down slowly and grinds against you. Her pussy squeezes and milks you for all you have.
>You lie underneath her, panting, still hard as a rock.
"You, got what you wanted. You bully." You say, looking away from her in shame.
>"Aww how cute, You think we're done."
"Please be gentle"
>She smiles and hoists up your other leg. "No"