Lovely Day for a Hike
This story contains vulgar acts which may disagree with the stomach of some and the morals of others. Read with caution. Should you be able to read it, I'd appreciate a bit of feedback, positive or negative. Thank you and enjoy. -Resin
The sun was shining lightly through the tall, leafy trees, dappling the ground with spots of sunlight. In the deep recesses of the forest, the minimal light was easy on the eyes, making this a perfect day for a hike. Various birdcalls echoed throughout the forest, making a smile form upon the lips of a pretty wolfen face.
Sprawled upon the mossy forest floor was the grey body of a female wolf. She'd been hiking and decided to stop for a bit to eat lunch and enjoy the serenity of the forest. Lying upon her back next to a huge old oak, her thick, red tipped tail swished languidly from side to side. Yellow eyes, devoid of pupils stared up into the soft green leaves of the oak, smiling as she watched two red squirrels court one another. A chase, and then a touch or two, followed by another chase. They bounded over the branches then were soon gone from sight.
Setting her pack aside, she lay back onto the earth, sighing as she did so. One paw drifted over the soft grey fur of her forehead as she shielded her eyes from a patch of light that had broken through the wind blown leaves. Gradually, those yellow eyes closed and she drifted into a peaceful slumber.
The wolf had been asleep for quite some time and could have slept longer, if she hadn't been disturbed with a rude awakening. A large, heavy weight pressed roughly down upon her and she yelped, lashing out with one clawed paw even before opening her eyes. The weight disappeared and her eyes opened, causing her to gasp slightly. Seated not too far from her was a massive black wolf, in an apparent daze by the expression that was directed towards her.
"Are you mad, woman?" One paw was placed over the cheek that she'd so elegantly slapped. The femmes jaw dropped and she was ready to apologize, but remembered that he was the one who was on top of her! "Of course I'm not mad, but I surely can be. Why in the hell were you on me?"
He snarled and drew his paw back, eyes growing wide as he spied a patch of blood on his palm. "You cut me..." Crouching down, he drew the pack over his shoulder and rummaged in it, eventually pulling out a roll of gauze. "I hope those damn things were clean." Twas the femmes turn to growl. "Of course they're clean. I hardly look dirty."
His red eyes looked her over, as if trying to find a dirty spot on her person. Eyes moved from her white tank top, where they stayed for a moment, looking at the healthy dose of cleavage that protruded, to her bottom-baggy pants that were form fitting at the hips but belled out considerably, leaving him imagining what her legs looked like. Nope, not a speck of dirt other than a leaf stuck in her pocket. Yellow eyes narrowed as the grey female noted the search. "I repeat... why in the hell were you on me?" The males nose wrinkled slightly. "I tripped over the bloody tree root as I was coming down from the hill. I didn't plan on anyone being there. Purely accidental, but you still cut me."
One brow arched and she nodded, eyeing him nonchalantly. He wore no shirt, but he had been carrying one before he fell. Much like a little kid, he wore cut off shorts and black boots over black socks. He was of moderate build and, though she didn't wish to admit it, quite pleasing to look at. She noticed that she'd been staring and a tinge of pink ran beneath her cheek fur. "I apologize for scratching you. If you'd let me help..." Moving to him, she snatched up the bandage and the little bottle of peroxide that he'd pulled from his pack and began cleaning his wound. "It's not deep. Just a scratch. Forgive me Mr...."
He was a bit surprised that she'd taken to cleaning his cheek in a motherly manner. "It's Jack, Misses. Just Jack." As she staunched the bleeding, she nodded, long tendrils of black hair falling into her face. "Forgive me, Jack." Placing the used gauze into a small plastic trash bag in her pack, she zipped it back up and slipped her arms into the straps.
He watched her, one brow raised in question. "So you hit me, then you leave. Just like a woman." He scoffed and slipped his own pack back on. "Good day, Mrs.....Wolf, I suppose." Turning, he began to move away when she called back to him. "It's Resin and I'm a Miss not a Misses." Already she was out of sight; the last thing he saw was that thick red tipped tail disappear behind a tree.
Beneath his breath, he muttered, "Good riddance." Inhaling deeply, he fought to regain that peaceful state of mind that he'd previously had. As he walked, he found that the only thing he could think about was Resin, the grey female, and about how close her chest had been to his muzzle as she cleaned his wound. Automatically, his loins began to stir, causing him to growl and try to think of something else.
As he walked, the heavy droning of a waterfall met his black ears, causing them to swivel towards the noise. It was about time for lunch and a waterside meal would be nice. Moving in the direction of the droning, he broke from the trees and his jaw dropped. The waterfall was beautiful, but even more beautiful was the form of the grey female in a tiny black bikini that left nothing whatsoever to the imagination. She might as well have been naked.
Her clothing was folded and placed upon a large, flat rock. She was seated next to them, dangling her long legs above the water. Yawning, she leaned back upon her elbows, reaching over to take up an apple that had been sitting beside her. Instantly, her eyes fell upon him and she rolled them, shaking her head. Over the waterfalls hum, she called to him. "What in the hell are you doing here now?!" Taking a blanket in hand, she wrapped it around her body, shielding it from his wide red eyes.
"I....Umm..." She couldn't believe this. They'd walked in opposite directions. Either he had turned and followed her, or she had strayed on her path. Sliding from the rock, she moved towards him, ready to ask the question again incase he didn't hear. Being closer would make him hear her better, right? Moving to him, she stopped about a foot away, mouth opening to ask the question again.
Jack couldn't help himself, one black paw moved behind her head and he pulled his muzzle against her own, tongue darting in to taste her. What was he doing!? Resin wanted to slap him again, but when she opened her eyes, his were closed and the kiss softened considerably. It seemed almost loving, this kiss that they shared, so she didn't stop it immediately, instead, she slipped her own tongue into his maw, running it along his teeth slowly. Now what was she doing? Regaining composure, she drew back, placing her palms on his chest and pushing.
"What in the fuck do you think you're doing?" Jack lowered his red orbs, filled with shame. "I...I'm sorry, it's just you....a-a-and that..." He motioned to the bikini since the blanket had fallen to the ground. "Oh you're too much for my eyes to handle." Resin tilted her head before placing her paws on her hips. She wanted to take him, though she wouldn't admit it right off. Being in the forest did something to her senses. It made her feel feral, almost.
"Well, Jack, I don't know what to tell you. You can't just kiss someone you've only just met, and on bad circumstances, might I add. It's simply not proper." Had that just come out of her mouth? The words 'Resin' and 'Proper' didn't go well together. Were she proper, she wouldn't be thinking about ravaging this poor, unsuspecting wolf. Were she proper, her insides wouldn't still be filled with heat from their kiss. Were she proper, she definitely wouldn't do what was running through her mind.
"This waterfall is too loud. Help me with my things?" Turning, she moved to the flat rock and gathered her things. Stuffing them in her bag, she slid into her jeans, forgetting the shirt. Feet moved into her shoes quickly and she snatched up the apple while the slightly confused Jack stood there just holding the blanket that she'd dropped before him. Walking to him, she took the blanket, folded it, and crammed it into her pack before sliding her arms through the straps.
Jack followed Resin like a puppy as they walked through the trees. The sun was high in the sky now, causing more and more patches of light to slip through the thick canopy of leaves. The silence was awkward, so she started some light conversation. "Where do you come from?" Jack moved to walk beside her, eyes directed towards the ground as they moved slowly along. "I live on the coast. Just here visiting family. You?" Resin smirked. "My family owns this land. It's been in the ScarPaw family for generations."
Now it was Jacks turn to blush beneath his fur. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been here then." The thunder of the waterfall had died down to a distant hum. Resin stopped and shook her head, ebony tresses once again falling into her yellow eyes. "No. I suppose it was fate, though I hardly believe in it." Removing her pack, she dropped it to the ground before crouching beside it where she proceeded to pull out the blanket.
"You know my last name. What's yours?" Jack was still pretty confused. 'Rackum, Miss. Jack Rackum." Spreading the blanket out, Resin sat down upon it, drawing one knee up before she motioned to the place beside her. 'Well, Jack Rackum, sit." Hesitantly, he did as she asked, sitting beside her and pushing the heavy pack from his shoulders. "A moment ago you were angry with me. Now you want to sit and talk?"
A light chortle rumbled free from Resin's throat. "Who said I wanted to talk?" Leaning over, she took his chin in one paw and brought his muzzle against hers, that warm, pink tongue sliding across his lips. "You kissed me without permission; therefore I should be able to do something to you without permission." Jack's eyes widened and he tilted his head. This woman was indeed a mystery.
"I...Um..." He didn't exactly have a chance to speak. Resin silenced him by placing a paw over his mouth and smiling. The other paw ran slowly down his stomach and rested at the clasp on his shorts. Her smile widened and, with that one paw, she unhooked them and ever so slowly pulled his zipper to its base.
"Miss, I don't know you and you don't know me, so perhaps this isn't a good idea." Resin pulled her large grey ears back against her skull. "Almost every man would love to be in your situation. In the middle of a secluded forest, the lighting is just right, and there's a buxom, partially naked," One paw moved to undo the snap that held up her bikini top. "willing female just begging you for your attentions. Now..." Again that tongue ran over his lips, and then she brought his paw up and settled it upon one full, red mound. "Will you disappoint her?"
Would he disappoint her?! Jack gave that offered breast a squeeze and thrust his tongue into Resins mouth, kissing her hungrily. His idle paw moved down to the female's waist and pulled the strings on either side of her bikini bottom, quickly ridding her of the cloth. Resin groaned into his kiss and drew back, shaking her head. "Remove your clothes." She moved away from him and took up her top and bottom, placing them inside of her pack.
Jack quickly pulled down his previously unzipped shorts and threw them haphazardly aside. That quick, his clothes were removed and he lay naked before her. Resin smiled down upon him while looking him over. Slowly, she knelt between his legs and moved her muzzle forward to nuzzle his. "Well Jack, you're in for a treat." Again she nuzzled him, content for the moment to just be near him.
Jack returned the nuzzle and moved his arms to wrap them about her, pulling the femme close. Her chest was pressed fully against his as they nuzzled, reveling in their moment of mutual affection. "You're a gorgeous wolf, Resin, don't you have someone already?" Pulling back, Resin tilted her head and lowered her gaze slightly. "I did. We sort of grew apart. He just wanted me for sex anyway." Bumping his chin with her nose, she grinned, "Which is why you want me right now."
He grinned and nodded. "I suppose..." Even though after this he would probably want more than sex. One of Resins paws moved down to stroke his sheath slowly, her eyes never leaving his. Settling back against his pack, he let her touch him, eyes closing languidly. The pads upon her paws were incredibly soft whereas his were rough. Up and down his sheath they moved, coaxing his shaft out of its safe place.
When he was almost fully exposed, Resins touches stopped. He opened one eye in question just in time to see her head move down between his legs. The next thing he felt was her wet, warm tongue running over his long length of pink which caused him to inhale sharply and close his eyes again. "If you want me to stop... just tell me." She nuzzled his shaft and looked up towards him. Jack shook his head. "No... Don't stop."
Smiling, Resin continued running her tongue over his pink and he continued to grow. Eventually, the small roll of flesh at the base of his shaft was exposed, locking him out of his sheath. "I'm impressed." Resin took this opportunity to grasp the base of his member in one paw while she slowly slid the head into her mouth. Her thumb trailed small circles on his pink skin as she took him deeper into her mouth until her muzzle touched the hand that grasped his base. As she began the slow pace of pumping her mouth over him, the paw upon his shaft began to move around him, twisting him left to right gently.
Jack arched his back and groaned. One paw moved down to grip the blanket in his fist while the other took a fist full of Resins black tresses, pushing her mouth firmly, but gently down farther upon his length. Her paw released his base and she took him all in, wetting his shaft with her tongue along the way. Now her movements caused his cock to jab the back of her throat. That just wouldn't do, so Resin opened her throat and took him into that as well, swallowing now and again to increase the pressure upon the head of his shaft.
Every time Resin swallowed his shaft, Jack either called out or groaned, all the while writhing in pleasure. Since her paws were sitting idly, Resin moved one to stroke his stomach while the other took up his balls, rolling them in her palm and squeezing. Jack gritted his teeth so hard that they squealed, and then spoke through his panting. 'Resin, if you do not wish for a stomach full of cum, then remove your mouth."
Seeing as how a stomach full of his seed didn't bother her, she continued to suckle upon his length, swallowing hard while fondling his rocks. One claw moved to stroke that sensitive area between his balls and his tail hole causing him to yelp and shoot his seed down her throat like a cannon. Every swallow milked more cum out of him, and he groaned, shuddering beneath her mouth.
Before he was finished with his last drops, Jack tightened his hold on Resins hair and brought her mouth quickly from his cock to his mouth where he kissed her deeply. As his tongue molested hers, he could taste the remnants of his thick, salty seed. Resin moaned into the kiss. Since Jack had pulled her against him while his shaft was still emitting its pearly liquid, drops now stuck to her stomach fur.
Looking down at her stomach, she smiled and nuzzled his muzzle even while he panted. "You've made a bit of a mess." The black wolf nodded and rested his head back against his pack until he could once again breathe. The female still sat upon him, her thick red tipped tail swishing slowly back and forth.
"Made a mess, have I?" He eyed her stomach with interest. His seed had stuck to her fur and sent it sticking out every which way. "Well, we'll get messier before we get cleaner, so don't worry about it just yet." Resin ran her warm pink tongue over his thin black lips and murred deep in her throat. "Will we?"
"You know it." Jack nipped at her tongue, his teeth, while not as sharp as hers, bit into her soft maw muscle and broke the skin. Resin drew back and furrowed her brow, canting her head in question. Jack grinned, his black tail swishing behind him. "I owed you from your stint with my cheek." The femme nodded and showed him her bleeding tongue, looking down at it herself.
Jack leaned forward and wrapped his long wolfen tongue around hers, both tasting her blood and drawing her into a deep muzzle-lock. It was now his turn to be forceful. Increasing the pressure of the kiss, Jack kissed the bitch until she moaned into his mouth. Only then did he break the kiss and stare down at her, his red eyes smiling.
"Cheater..." She smiled and watched his mouth. "How so?" He nibbled upon her ear and she tilted her head, giving more of the soft grey aud up to his mouth. "Because I liked that. It was cheating." One of his large paws moved up to stroke her hair. Absently he played with it and she closed her endless yellow eyes. "That's cheating as well."
"Why?" His voice was soft and close to her ear. Resin shuddered and pressed her head back into his paw in a kittenish manner. "Because it makes me want to do more to you than I planned. One of my weaknesses." Opening her eyes, she met his gaze and narrowed her own slightly. "You're still very naked." Jack chortled and pulled her closer, his chest pressed against hers. "So are you, Miss. So are you."
"Since we're just sitting here, maybe I should put those clothes back on." Jacks jaw dropped as if she were serious. "You've got to be kidding. Excite me like this then turn tail and run?" The grey wolfess couldn't help but laugh. She threw her head back and belted out a mass of raucous laughs. He didn't understand, but then again, he didn't care. Her ample breasts were bouncing back and forth before his eyes.
Lashing out with his tongue, he wrapped it about one red nipple, forcing a slight whimper out of the femme rather than the laughter that had once poured from her. Shuddering, she involuntarily slid down his stomach. Something hard pressed up against her rump and she quirked a brow while flashing him that perfect toothy smile. "Happy to see me?"
"Happier than you know." Resin leaned forward and ran her curved black claws down his chest. That thick grey tail wrapped around his rigid shaft, caressing him gently. "Prove it." Groaning, Jack pushed Resin off of him then threw her onto her paws and knees, her rump in the air. Moving behind her, he stroked the head of his cock along her furry wet slit. She looked over her shoulder and winked at him. "That touch was a promise. Carry it out."
Jacks red orbs glinted with lust as he placed his paws upon her hips. Sinking his claws into her flesh, he sunk his length into her body with one rough thrust. Resin gritted her teeth against a moan. Her body tensed and the fur at the nape of her neck began to bristle. That long grey tail wrapped around his waist as she became accustomed to having his immense shaft within her.
Jack allowed her this small time to stretch, but that was all. Pulling almost all the way out, he slammed himself into her once more. This time she did cry out. Her back bowed and her breasts bounced forward. Claws sunk into the earth to brace her against the harsh thrusts that she knew were to come.
The male leaned over her and ran his tongue along the line of her jaw. His weight mostly rested on her when he gripped her breasts, one in each paw. Just as her claws dug into the earth, his claws dug into her chest. They would be temporary handholds for increased force. Slowly, he began to move himself in and out of her, the suction of her tight confines fighting to keep him imbedded.
Jack worked harder, pulling out faster and slamming forward harder. He growled with each forceful thrust and Resin groaned with each impact. Faster and faster he moved, his tail a blur behind him. His claws hooked harder into her chest and she hissed out an exhale. The heat between the two grew until they were both furry panting messes.
Resin was pushed closer and closer to the edge. Already little convulsions tore through her. Jack was close as well. The thick knot at the base of his shaft rolled forward and popped into the bitch's body. "Gods!" Resin called out then lowered her head and clenching her eyes shut. The harder Jack pumped, the more Resin called out beneath him.
As that solid knot lodged itself within her, the grey femme was gone. She erupted beneath him in a fit of convulsions, moans, and twitching muscles. The muscles that she liked to call her 'inner hand' tightened around Jacks shaft and he called out as well, spilling another dose of his seed within her body. As with most animals, he took the scruff of her neck in his teeth, holding her to him until he finished draining himself inside her confines.
Resin had come down from her orgasmic high and stood on paws and knees shakily, but surely. Her head was pulled back, her neck between Jacks powerful jaws. That long, pink tongue hung from her mouth as she panted harshly. He sure as hell did a number on her. Pleasure filled pain lanced through her lower portions and she was pretty sure that both breasts were bleeding from his claws.
Jack, on the other paw, felt as if all of the life had been drained out of him with his seed. When his climax reached its climax, he released the lady's neck and panted as if no amount of air would ever be enough for his poor lungs. The two would be bonded together like this for a time, so he decided to try and make it comfortable for her. Releasing her chest, he placed his paws upon the ground and held himself up.
Resin lowered her chest to the ground, pressing her hot cheek against the cold green grass. Yellow eyes closed and she finally brought her breathing under control. Soon Jack could breathe as well, and when the thickness of his knot lessened, he pulled himself from her, still having to use a bit of force because of the tight squeeze.
Resin dropped to her stomach and a sigh blew past her lips. Jack lay beside her, but on his back. Twould be a bit uncomfortable to lie upon his gradually deflating shaft. One paw moved to clasp his bedmates paw, and though he couldn't see it, she smiled.
Raising her eyes to the sky, Resin smirked. It was now dusk. Sitting up, she winced at the pain in her lower portions, but didn't let him know. As he watched her, she slipped into her pants then pulled on her shoes. Slipping the black bikini top back on, she pulled her white tank top over it. Only through the corner of her eye did she look at him. The goodbyes would be awkward.
Jack began putting his clothing on as well. After his boxers came his shorts, and then the shirt that he'd been carrying. His boots were pulled on last. Unlike her, he watched her openly and leaned back against his pack.
Resin rose and pulled her bag over her shoulders. Clearing her throat, she nodded to him, still never meeting his gaze. "Well... I'll see you around, Jack Rackum." Turning, she began to walk away.
Now, this would be any selfish guys dream: Having amazing sex with a gorgeous woman and having her not expect to see you again. Fortunately, Jack wasn't a selfish guy. Rising, he pulled his pack on as well then moved to walk beside her. "You won't get rid of me that easily. I'd like your number if you're willing to give it."
The femme smiled and nodded. She hadn't expected him to ask and her pride wouldn't let her ask for his. Pulling a gum receipt out of her pocket, she penned her number onto the back and placed it in his paw. "Thank you, Jack."
Jack smiled and blushed beneath his black fur. "No need to thank me. It was a lovely day for a hike." She returned the smile and he took her paw in his. Together, they walked back to the road where their cars were parked. Resin was smiling inwardly. Her usual uneventful hike had taken an unexpected but welcome turn.
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