A Yiffy Dream - Ermin
Hey guys!
This is not like my normal work- it's just some erotic smuttiness that I literally dreamed up! I don't have many yiffy dreams, but this one was cool enough that I thought I'd share it.
Have fun and happy reading! :)
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It was night; I was alone and single, sitting there at the bar. You know the kind of place, small, highly-trafficked, and always busy. I wasn't drinking, however- I was watching.
How long was I there? It could have been an hour, or it could have been forever; I was just watching the people come and go, some getting drunk, some getting lucky, a few breaking up and some getting together. A bar is always an interesting place; you never know what will happen next. As I sat there amid the ever-changing drama of the bar, someone different caught my eye.
He was a tall ermine, headfur fluffed and swept back yet still cropped close to his head. His fur was white as the dawn's first breaking but was sprinkled with black flecks like sin in purity, and those eyes... God, I could have melted in those eyes- a cross between ice and sky. He sat there, grinning to himself at the door, a hand in the pocket of his leather jacket. Idle observers would have thought he was looking for someone, but I knew better- he was also watching.
After his short pause, he casually began to stride across the bar, his tailored dark pants clinging to his legs. I adverted my eyes and tried to look disinterested as I gazed into my glass of water, I couldn't let myself start staring. I took a deep breath, allowing the distorted sounds of bar chatter wash over me like a comforting blanket. Then, with a sudden soft thud, a white paw planted itself on the bar near my drink.
"Bartender, two please."
I looked up and there was the Ermine.
"Hey'ya, sweetie. Whatcha drinking? -I've gotcha.", he said, turning to me with a grin.
"Nothing, water." I said, shyly looking away at the bar beyond him.
His grin widened, "Me? Nothing too. I'll change it."
The big burly hound behind the bar meandered over, drying a glass.
"Two please- a virgin screw for me, and a Shirley Temple for the lady, there."
"...a Virgin screw...?"
Was that supposed to be some lame attempt at a pick-up?
The ermine's ear turned to the sounds of the bar, but his focus was still on me, "Virgin screwdriver- fancy way to order just some Orange Juice."
I found myself sighing faintly in relief.
"The name's Ermin. No, I didn't pick the name. Don't blame me, blame my mom."
I couldn't help but smile a little.
"So, what's a foxy vix like you doing here? ...other than drunk watching."
"Not that much. I was almost bored, really."
"Want to stir up some... fun?"
"Depends on what you mean by that."
The bartender returned with our drinks.
"Put it on my tab.", Ermin said and the bartender nodded before turning to tend to a bat.
I took a slow drink of my Shirley Temple.
"Don't get too attached to that drink, we're going to run the mall."
"You've got to be kidding, right?"
"No, not kidding, just trust me. Hey, bartender- two to-go cups!"
I normally wouldn't have trusted him, but I figured, what the hell, why not? I followed him to mall. The place was packed, a charity ball was taking over the food court and it looked like half the town had turned out. Ermin circled around to the far side of the mall before leading me in. Now what did Ermin have in mind? He held open the door as we wandered in, and began to explain...
"Ok, here's the plan. On the count of 3- run. Just follow me, we'll cut through the mall, past security, and loose them at the ball."
"You're insane."
Ermin's grin returned, "Oh, and you're not? For all you know I coulda taken you out and raped you."
"Point taken."
"Now on the count of three... one... two... THREE!"
Ermin dashed off into the mall like a white streak, me close behind him. We went veering through the halls, blazing past the booths, knocking assorted calendars and paper goods into the floor and startling the people stopping for a late evening snack and some coffee at the cafe. In the distance loomed the great blue and white sign in front of the solid oak desk "Security".
"Now, when I say, take a hard LEFT. Whatever you do, don't stop!" he called out to me with a slight pant.
Ermin rushed straight ahead, dangerously close to the counter. The wind from our running blew away the desk-guard's game of solitaire and he glared up at us angrily, taking out a walkie-talkie.
"LEFT!" Ermin called, and we narrowly skirted a throng of security guards coming out of a nearly-hidden side corridor.
We ran hard, but they were gaining on us. Just as I was afraid that we were going to be caught, I saw it- the food court was right there! Just a little further...
Dodging the throng, Ermin led me deeper and deeper into the heart of the elegant masses so agilely I could hardly keep up. I thought I had lost him when a familiar white hand grabbed my arm and whirled me onto the dance floor.
"Hey, lady. Shall we dance?"
"What?"
"Just shut up and look natural."
Ermin held me close and I followed him as best as I could but, frankly, I'm not that good a dancer. All around, we saw the people disturbed by the presence of the guards, but try as they might, every time they almost noticed us, we carefully danced out of their view. As the guards disappeared, I began to relax and lean myself against his chest. You know, this wasn't bad at all. I mean, we got out of it OK and it was pretty fun... and now we were dancing... I could feel his lean form through his coat as he drew me closer, our bodies soon flush against each other, moving in time to the rhythm of the night.
Ermine carefully held me and led me into a dip, just as the song ended and the crowd erupted in applause.
A stately badger strolled up to a pedestal and began to speak into the microphone, "And now, to announce our prizes for this evening..."
Ermin leaned in and whispered into my ear, "C'mon, let's head out before the crowd gets us."
Carefully, we snuck out of the mall and back to our cars. As I was about to get in, Ermin stopped me.
"Hey, I've got to make a quick stop or two first."
"Before what?"
"Before we go to your place." he said with a smooth smile and a wink that sent a shiver up my spine.
"Hey, lady- it's not like you didn't want me; I saw it when you noticed me. That's why I always pause and wait: sometimes, it's just time."
"So you always go picking up girls from around the bar?"
"No, not really. I mean, I've had my share... of girls, I mean. It's just, I could feel something on you. We just, connected, you know. And I found myself going, 'Well, that's something!' and knew I had to go test you and if you made it through the mall, then you were worth it."
"Like you're so amazing..."
He touched a single fingertip to my lips, "...that's exactly the reply I wanted."
It was like I was spellbound, my car following his. First to a local all-night pharmacy, then to a little adult novelty store called "Pricilla's". The street lights passed me in a daze- was I dreaming?
After the stops had been made, my car took the lead and, before I knew it, I was home. I unlocked the door as Ermin came up behind me with a couple of plastic bags. As soon as we were inside, with a smooth movement, Ermin moved forward, his paw pushing the door shut as he leaned in to kiss me. I just gave in, and soon we were kissing, passionately, our lips gently twining as our tongues danced in a brutal tango, our chests heaving as one as we drank in one another's scents.
Breaking off the kiss, Ermin lifted his full paw, raising the plastic bags to about eye level.
"I got some things for you. I hope you'll like them."
"We'll look them over in my room." I said with a smirk, and Ermin slipped to the side, his hand open in a familiar gesture....
"After you." He said with a slight bow.
I locked the door, and then led the way with assurance as I slipped into the bedroom and sat down upon the patchwork quilt covering my bed. Ermin pulled out from one bag three silver-wrapped pouches and set them on my bed before me.
"Choose wisely." he said with a wink.
I picked up the packages one by one, feeling them... all were unlabeled, and each was a different size and texture. What could they be? After a little bit of shaking packages and weighing options, I chose the midsize bag and began to open it as Ermin took away the other two bags...
And inside was a surprise- it was a grab bag! But not the kind of grab bag that you give to children, this one was for adults. Inside the package I found several heart-shaped lollypops, some "edible body dust" and a feather wand, a couple small packs of flavored lube, and two condoms as well as a card that read "My heart is for you"..."And my breasts are too."
"A fine choice... I know just what to do with it all." Ermin said with a wink, then threw aside his leather jacket revealing a white button-down shirt.
My eyes just wandered over his form, stopping at his belt. Already, I noticed his pants were beginning to bow.
"What's the matter, my dear you're not shy, are you?" he said, slowly padding over to me. As he approached me, he extended his arm and placed his fingertips right below my chin, gently lifting up my head,
"You're new to this, aren't you?"
"N-n-no! I mean, I've had plenty of guys.", and I meant it, too.
"By plenty, I'll bet you mean 'two or three'. Why, a pretty thing like you has to have a will of iron. I'll bet you must be a caged tiger during your heat, pacing, fierce, but with unyielding restraint. Yes... mmmm.. A will of iron and a hymen of steel."
I couldn't stop blushing...
With a deft movement of his hand, he cut my shirt down its center with his claws, leaving it hanging open, revealing my ample breasts and lacy bra below.
"So, little fox- let's see what you're made of."
I slid away the torn shirt, and then lunged forward, unbuttoning his shirt in swift little motions. As each button popped from its buttonhole, I slipped open the shirt a little further and replaced where each button once lay with a small kiss. Ermin drew in a slow breath, exhaling in a soft moan as he leaned back a little, stretching his lithe form before me like a great canvas. I slid away his shirt, carefully feeling this tautness of his muscles with my fingertips, then went for the flavored body dust as Ermin stared on in approval.
Carefully, I opened the little jar of body dust, then took out the feather wand and proceeded to gently paint intricate designs over Ermin's fur. I began under his left nipple, moving downward in a slow, zigzagging motion, and then moved upward on his other side from his pants band to his other nipple. Little hearts were painted along his upper chest, meanwhile along his belly and sides, delicate spirals arched, staining his white fur with a blush of pink. As the feathers carefully dragged his skin, he shuddered deeply, breath beginning to deepen. Carefully, I stood up... then with a slight chuckle, I leaned in and allowed my tongue to flick over his left nipple. Ermin drew in a breath of pleasure sharply, and I knew just what to do.
As my fingertips ran through his fur along the spirals, grinding the powder into his fur, my tongue ran deeply down to the skin, licking away all the body powder as I moved slowly over his form. Indeed, he was lean and athletically built, his small, well-developed abs twitched under the caress of my tongue as his strong thighs tensed to help him keep his balance. His long, soft tail was held up and back as a weight, shifting softly now and then as I kissed away the hearts along his chest and his flat stomach heaved with each deep breath as I lapped away the spirals from deep within his fur.
As I paused to wipe away the powder from my lips, Ermin Grinned, "So, I've had my fun, now what about you?"
I stretched out on the bed, in my bra, "Well, then, come and please me."
Ermin stretched out on the bed beside me, lying on his side. I could smell his musk from his state of readiness. I know I must have been putting out pheromones like crazy- I was fully aroused by then and ready to play.
At first he, too reached for the body powder, but he paused, "What do you want?"
"Kiss me."
Gently, he began by kissing the base of my ear, trailing kisses down my neck on one side, then the other as his fingertips held steady at my sides. Drawing myself closer, Ermin wrapped his arms around me as he began to kiss down the center of my throat and down my chest to the center of my breast. I wrapped my arms around him and proceeded to close the gap between us, my legs intertwined with his, my hips flush against his. Ermin pulled back a little.
"So soon?"
I nodded and grinned.
Ermin gently took hold of my shoulders, running his fingers through the fur, and then turned me over onto my back. My legs crooked upwards as he knelt between them, stroking my inner thigh gently.
"So, the little vixen is ready? Already? I haven't even broken out the lube!"
I just grinned.
Ermin leaned forward, crawling up on top of me until we were muzzle to muzzle. His soft blue eyes sparkled with lust. I could feel the heat radiating from his crotch. How my loins began to ache for his stiffness!
"Are you sure it's time?"
I nodded. Ermin began to nibble my neck, speaking softly.
"So the caged tiger is ready to come out to play. How wonderful. Just go easy on this little mouse."
His scent was stronger than ever. This was torture! Was he teasing me? Ermin nibbled along by collar bone as a hand slid back and undid my bra.
"Oh yes, the girl with the steel hymen. How should I open it? I've forgotten my blowtorch! Quick, get a locksmith."
...yes, he was teasing me! As he sat up some to slip off my bra, I made up my mind.
Ermin leaned back over me to kiss the along my other shoulder, but I slid downward, pressing my crotch to his, feeling the exquisite hardness his pants contained. Ermin leaned back a little and looked shocked. His wide blue eyes blinked for a few moments, then a seductive smirk graced his face.
"You really are ready, aren't you?"
Gently, I began to grind against his hardness, still sheathed in pants.
"I see that's a yes."
Ermin straightened his body to kneeling as his crotch still pressed against mine and began to unbutton his pants. As I reached up to do the same for myself, Ermin's hand shot down and deftly did it for me.
"Can't have the lady do all the work."
His hands moved to my hips, fingertips hooking just inside my pants band. Then, with a deft movement, he peeled my pants away and tossed them aside.
"So, let's burst that steel hymen..."
Ermin then slipped off his own pants and turned to get a condom. I sat there, breathing slowly, heavily to myself, admiring his shapely tail as he turned back to me. Not only was he wearing a condom, he had one of the lollypops unwrapped!
I sat there staring at the little red heart on a stick, wondering why he had it out as Ermin prowled closer. Almost as if to say, "I know what you're thinking", his eyes looked deeply into mine, and then he dragged the lollypop slowly through my crotch fur down to my clit. I watched as the clear, red candy began to gently rub against my sensitive regions, it's hard, coolness is sharp contrast to my moist heat. I moaned slightly, as Ermin quickly slipped the lollypop downwards along my folds, bringing it up deftly near his mouth. His long, narrow pink tongue then proceeded to give a long lavish lick to the still dry side of the lollypop.
"Mmm... cherry..."
I couldn't take it anymore. I reared up, one hand grasping his arm, the other on his shoulder, and pushed Ermin over onto his back upon my bed. He looked up in surprise as the lollypop skittered across the floor. I then proceeded to mount him.
At first I hesitated, were we ready? But I quickly shook my hesitation off and begun to slip in the tip, gently feeling his member against my flesh before taking the entire thing in.
I rode him like a stallion for at least a good hour before he turned me over and proceeded to take me in return, myself on all fours as a good dog should. I found myself barking in pleasure with each successively deeper stroke driving into me, hard and steady. After doing this for awhile, Ermin dismounted and I turned over onto my side, ready for more.
Ermin, however, found himself releasing soon after withdrawing, filling up the condom until it looked as if it would burst. I lay on my side, watching him prepare from the comfort of my bed as I caught my breath briefly.
As I lay there, I quietly admired his form in the soft light of my bedroom, watching as his long, soft hands removed the full condom, then carefully cleaned every inch of his nether regions with a personal cleaning wipe taken from a box in the other plastic bag. How full and thick he still looked, I could tell he wasn't done yet. Carefully, he put on a new condom for round two, then turned towards me, cool smirk betrayed by the intensity in his eyes.
Ermin approached me gently, lifting up my leg, then took me from the side, at first slow and deep, but gradually we began to build. Faster and faster we moved, with an increasingly steady yet still deep, long thrust. I felt the inside walls of my vagina tightening, I was long overdue for a release. Carefully, I pumped against him, starting to loose myself in the pleasure of the moment when, suddenly, I felt a twinge within me and I began to orgasm, hard and strong, my insides gripping and shuddering hard against his manhood as my hands gripped hard the covers on my bed and my toes began to curl. Ermin cried out hard in pleasure, but did not release. Instead, he began to slow and soften the strokes slightly and as soon as I was finished with my orgasm, he began to speed up and again resume strength on his strokes, building me up to orgasm again and again, my mind lost to the pleasures of the flesh. Then, with a single deep thrust, Ermin orgasmed. The shock of feeling his seed spill into me caused another orgasm to ripple though my body as I clutched him close to me, my claws digging into his skin.
As slowly as a storm breaking, our orgasms subsided and Ermin rolled off to my side, condom full and ready to be removed for cleanup. After a few moments of washing up in the bathroom, he was back in his pants, holding me close on the bed.
In his hand was a white envelope.
"I know how sappy this is, especially as I just met you. Hell, I don't even know your name, but I was hoping to give this to you..."
I took the envelope and opened it up.
Inside was a card. A little cartoon cat held up a red heart and written at the top were the words, "I was just thinking..." inside, scrawled in Ermin's handwriting was the message, "I am hoping that you'll pick me. Do you want to be my lover? And I mean, not just for one night."
I paused. He had predicted everything on the mark.
"Yes, I'll stay with you", I said with a smile, and he hugged me close.
"So, which one of us makes breakfast?"
And I began to laugh.
That was over eight weeks ago. We've gotten to know each other so much more since then and, indeed, it was a lucky thing that we found each other that night.
Next Wednesday, we're going to meet up again to go to the beach. I'm bringing the snorkles and he's supplying the fake shark fins to attach to our backs. After that, who knows? The night is young... and we still have one grab bag left.