The Long Gift—Prologue
#1 of The Long Gift
Meet Jaime, he spends his life with anthros, but he is just a plain human. At least he has a hot vixen for a girlfriend.
The Long Gift Prologue--Basking in Her Warmth By Zmeydros AKA Lucien Quinn AKA Alexi Tishen.
NOTE: The events in this chapter occur a bit more than a month before the events in chapter 1.
One unusually warm day in November, Jaime is walking between buildings on the University of Minnesota campus. He's dressed more warmly than most of the other students and he is starting to regret wearing a sweater under his light jacket. It wasn't nearly this warm when he walked to his first class... He unzips his jacket a bit, trying to relieve some of the heat.
Seeing a puddle reflect his human face, he kicks some slush into it. He wouldn't look in the mirror if he didn't need to--he needs no reminders about his human body, his curly hair, his pale skin, lanky arms and legs or his angular face. In his heart, he is an anthro. Anthros are all he ever hangs out with, they are what he acts like, they are what he understands. Even when he was a small child, he would gravitate toward beings covered in scales, feathers, and fur. The pain of seeing that he is not in the right body has caused him to cry many many times. According to psychologists, he has a disorder with no cure.
As he nears his dorm, an attractive female anthro hyena nearly runs right into him, but he sidesteps her and ends up putting his shoe in a puddle of muck from the melting snow. Ice cold water makes it into his shoe and he's so distracted by it, he forgets about the hyena completely. Why didn't he just wear his boots today?
"Shit!" Frowning, he makes his way to his dorm building. Maybe Leneth won't show up for a few minutes and he'll have time to change his-- He sees her waiting outside his building in her car. Her perfect vulpine markings look awe-inspiring as they are illuminated by the golden late-afternoon sun. A big smile forms on her face and her canine ears perk up as he walks toward her. It's been a week since he saw her last--far too long. The cold wetness in his shoe can wait; he doesn't want to waste a second of the time he can spend with her, and her house isn't far from here.
Jaime smiles wide as he opens the car door. The moment he sits in the passenger's seat, her lips meet his. He shivers as she uses her long canine tongue to make the kiss more passionate and he completely forgets about closing the car door. Taking her head into his hands, he runs his fingers through her fur and black hair as they kiss. His penis surges to attention as she lewdly rubs his groin with a paw.
Half a minute later, he ends the kiss to catch his breath. "I was thinking we might go for a walk or something--" He closes the car door and puts on his seat belt. "But, I think we need to go back to your place first."
Baring her teeth, she growls, "I want a piece of you so bad, I can hardly stand it."
As she starts driving, her scent wafts toward Jaime. "Wow, you're really wet, aren't you?"
"Yep!" She sniffs the air and glances at his crotch. "And you're really hard."
"Heh, I'm very horny. I was studying so hard the last few days that I haven't gotten off." He looks out the window at the the slush and muck around them--the scenery doesn't fit his mood at all. Actually, the snow would probably have to be made of frozen cum to fit his mood. He almost laughs at his own silliness.
"Mmm, I look forward to helping you out." She shifts a bit in her seat.
He looks her over, deciding that she is more interesting than the scenery. "Why are you sitting on a towel?"
A large grin forms on Lenneth's face. "Because, I'm not wearing anything under my skirt and I knew I was going to be really wet the moment I picked you up."
The tightness in Jaime's pants reaches new, uncomfortable, heights. "You are the most devious fox."
"Add sexiest to that and I'll accept it."
Jaime laughs. "And sexiest."
"Thank you." She turns onto a road that runs along the Mississippi river.
In all the time he's been with her, she has never taken this route home. "Where are we going?"
The smile on her muzzle becomes more impish. "A park."
"But I thought we were going back to your place so we could..." He looks at her and raises his eyebrows. "Wait, we're not going to--"
"We are."
Jaime's heart starts to beat faster. "Someone might see us."
"I have a blanket and the place we're going is pretty secluded." She turns onto a small street that goes closer to the river.
"Are you sure it's safe?" He tries to relax.
She chuckles. "Yes, we'll be fine. We're going to stay in the car if that helps you feel better."
"I was hoping, because I don't think there's a dry area anywhere out there today." As the car comes to a stop, Jaime's glad to see that no one's around.
Unbuckling her seatbelt, Leneth pulls a blanket out of the back seat. "Get in the back seat and sit in the middle."
"First I need to take off my sopping wet shoe and sock." After unbuckling his seatbelt, he reaches down and starts untying his shoe.
"You stepped in a puddle? You poor thing." Giving him a toothy grin, she says, "Hurry up."
He giggles as he pulls his shoe off. "Impatient, aren't we."
"Very." She leans in and licks his left ear.
"Oooh." Shivering from her lick, he takes off his sock. Getting a couple napkins from the glove compartment, he dries his foot.
She reaches into his pants with a paw and grabs his butt cheek, causing a needy moan to come from him. The odd feeling of having only one shoe off distracts him and he quickly frees his other foot before kissing her deeply. After he breaks the kiss, he slides his seat forward and gets into the back seat. Looking into her eyes, he takes off his jacket and sweater. She licks her lips and murrs as her fluffy tail wags back and forth.
When she takes off her jacket, Jaime stares at her chest. It's clear that there is no bra underneath her yellow blouse--the nipples sitting atop her large pert breasts are clearly aroused. Len slides her seat forward a little and then climbs into the back seat.
Just feeling her straddle his loins causes him to moan. His hands reach under her skirt immediately to find her wet slit. She growls as he shoves two fingers into her easily. His body squirms when he feels her tighten around them and hump his hand. A few seconds later, she pulls his hand out. "That felt great, but right now I need your penis." She murrs deeply. "I want to feel you cum inside me."
Before he can say a word, she pulls the blanket over both of them and gives him a luscious french kiss. During the kiss, she makes short work of his belt and fly. He moans into the kiss when she lovingly unbuttons the fly of his boxers and guides his throbbing shaft through it. Then time slows as she lifts her skirt and guides him into her hot depths.
She takes all of him in in one impatient descent, causing him to moan and shake. She breaks the kiss to growl. Her tightness is amazing. As she rocks her hips, he reaches under her blouse and starts fondling her furred orbs. When he starts thrusting, he rubs her nipples with his thumbs. A long moan comes from her as she arches her back. Soon after that she bounces in time with his thrusts. Her paws roam his chest as she drives the pace faster and faster. She licks his cheek and nips at his neck. Their moans get louder and louder.
Then suddenly, she seems possessed by lust and gyrates her hips wildly, almost popping him out. Her strong passage ripples along his shaft before she arches her back and cums hard. As she milks his shaft, he nearly loses control of his own release. He knows she has another one and he wants to last. Biting his lip he endures her orgasmic dance. His balls ache, his penis throbs, his body begs him to let go, but he hangs on like a rock climber that's lost his footing. Just when he thinks he's going to lose his grasp, her moans and gasps stop.
She hugs him. "Good boy, you held on this time even after you not going for so long."
He tries to catch his breath. "It wasn't easy."
"I bet not." She lifts herself off him and turns around, being careful to keep them both under the blanket. "Now for round two."
Her paw grabs his tool and lines it up before letting her body fall onto his. When she hits bottom, he almost cums. His voice comes out in a screech. Her slick walls have his whole body trembling. She puts her feet on top of his and starts bouncing.
"AAAH! Leneth." He reaches around and cups her breasts in his hands feeling them bounce in time with their lovemaking. He thrusts as hard as he can and revels in the feeling of her tail against his chest--if only he could have a tail. If only he could have paw pads. If only he could be covered in--
"Jaime! HARDER!" She cries out.
He pushes his unreachable wishes out of his head and focuses on fucking this vixen even harder. He thrusts for what seems like decades; his body is screaming in his mind for him to cum. The feeling of her footpads on the tops of his feet is exquisite. She leans forward, testing the flexibility of his shaft, making things even more pleasurable. Just when he's about to give up on her second orgasm, she yowls in pleasure and her whole body shakes. Her tail thumps against his chest as her pussy tightens rhythmically around him.
When he lets his body orgasm, he yells, "HOLY FUCK!" and his legs shake as a torrent of cum erupts from his shaft. He moves against her, pulling her close and closing his eyes. His peak carries him to a plane of bliss that has his entire body tingling. Her body feels just right against him and he feels pure joy as they continue to share this moment.
A few long seconds later, their bodies come to rest and they just press their bodies against each other. Jaime feels as if nothing in the world can hurt him, he feels truly safe. He holds her for over ten minutes and doesn't say a word.
"That was... Mmm! good." She reaches behind herself and ruffles his hair.
He kisses her back. "Yes it was. I love you so much."
"Ditto to the second part." She grabs the towel and brings it to her crotch. Then she lifts herself off him and catches their products. She cleans both of them up with the towel. "Okay, now you can put away your penis."
"But what if it doesn't want to be put away?" he asks with a smile.
"It won't get off for an entire week." She bonks Jaime's chest with her tail.
"Oh noes!" Jaime laughs and she giggles as he refastens his boxers and pants.
She pulls the blanket off of them and carefully sits on the towel on the front seat. "Get up here so we can go home and have sex again." She moves her seat back.
"Are you serious?" Jaime asks as he gets in the front and adjusts his seat.
A playful grin is on her muzzle as she says, "Maybe," in a non-committal way.
"Are you in heat or something?" The very thought of that possibility has his cheeks feeling very warm.
She leans in and licks his cheek. "No, but I do have 'we haven't had sex for a few days' fever. Almost the same thing... You think you can handle it?"
"Of course!" He giggles as he thinks about her insane libido. He doubts he could find a better match.
She drives toward her house with a very satisfied look on her face. He lazily watches the dreary scenery go by, feeling like all his worries have been washed away. The fact that he has one sockless cold foot doesn't bother him at all.
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