A Brewing Storm --- Part 4
#4 of A brewing storm
Finally the (hopefully) long awaited continuation of my series.
Lucas shivered as Clayre's soft lips caressed his neck, he could feel her hand slowly trail down from his chest, across his stomach and onto the crotch of his pants, rubbing his bulge very slowly. Her hot breath, passing through his dark fur and onto the skin underneath, gave him chills. His hands gained minds of their own and one traveled to the back of her neck, while the other ended its journey on her waist.
Clayre dropped to her knees slowly, letting her free hand drag lightly down his chest and onto his stomach, slowly sliding her fingers into the seam of his pants, the other hand sliding up along his bulge to join it. She pulled his pants down and slipped a hand tightly around Lucas' shaft kissing the tip of his dick.
"mmm" a quiet moan from Lucas let her know that she was in the clear to do what ever she wanted, as if that mattered much to her. Her lips parted and she moved her head forward, sucking on the head of his cock, running her tongue in small circles around it. Her hand began to move in short pulses up and down his shaft. Her other hand moved up under his shirt and her fingers ran through his fur against his tight abs.
Lucas leaned his head back against the wall, and the hand that had been on the back of her neck was now on the back of her head. "Good god Clayre." He could feel her wet tongue sliding around and against the head of his rod, flicking lightly against the very tip from time to time.
She moved her hand from his shaft down to the back of his thigh, and slowly slid his rock hard dick further into her mouth, her lips firmly against his pelvis now. Feeling his hand tighten in her fur she half smirked and pulled her head back then began sucking lightly, moving with increasing speed. From time to time she pulled him all the way out and pumped him a few times with her hand, licking or kissing his dick and stomach.
She kissed up his stomach, slowly standing up, and sliding her curvaceous body firmly against his while doing so and gripped his wrist pulling him towards the bed, turning and pushing him down into a sitting position on it. She pushed the straps of her dress down off her shoulders, and pulled the front down, her large breasts bouncing forth from the constricting fabric. Pushing Lucas onto his back, she kneeled at the side of the bed, and slid her breasts up his thighs, onto his waist, and used her tongue to lift his dick so it rested between them.
Pressing her breasts together against his shaft, and sucking on the head, she started moving her breasts in a figure eight pattern, lifting one and dropping the other. Lucas gripped the blankets on the bed tightly, and rolled his head back against the bed, lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Clayre relished in the helpless position she was putting Lucas in. Her power over him gave her a tingling sensation in her thighs, and after a few more moments of bouncing her breasts against his cock, she pulled her chest back slightly, and lowered her head, once again sucking on his shaft. One of her hands slid down between her thighs, and slightly hiked up her dress and she began to rub her, already wet, pussy.
Her tail flicked back and forth as the moment got hotter, Lucas' hips started moving involuntarily, and she inserted a finger into her dripping vagina, bending another to rub against her clit. Lucas lifted his hands from the bed and put both of them against the back of her head, gripping her fur tightly and forcing her movements to speed up.
Clayre twisted her tongue around and against his shaft as she pumped her lips against it. As the depth of his thrusts gradually increased, she leaned forward allowing deeper access, and soon the head of his shaft was deep in her throat.
"g-gonna....cum...." Lucas managed to whisper in between deep breaths. Clayre didn't slow her movements even a fraction, she pushed harder, shoving the tip of his dick as deep as it would go. Lucas shivered as he began to cum, the hot thick liquid filling her mouth and throat. She closed her eyes and swallowed, the motion tightening her throat against his cock slightly, and caused him to twitch slightly.
After a few tense moments, his grip on her fur loosened and his arms dropped. Slowly she slid his shaft out of her mouth and lifted her dripping fingers to her mouth sucking them clean.
"I almost forgot how big you were..." she said rolling her hips slightly. "When I have more time I'll have to remember exactly how it feels." She stood up went to the bath room to clean herself up, leaving Lucas on his back on the bed. When she came out a few minutes later, he sat up, still rock hard, and looked at her.
"Seriously? You're going to torture me like that and leave?" he stood up approaching her.
"I really do have to be going sweetie... but while I was in the area, I felt the need to make sure that when you have another set of lips on you, they wont be able to compete." She replied, watching him with a smirk.
"What makes you say that will even happen?" he asked her crossing his arms, standing there naked.
"Trust me hun, I bet that Husky downstairs is already panting just thinking about it... and there were others at the bar, drooling over you and your..." she paused to grip his shaft to emphasize her sentence. "luscious body." She released him and began her sultry walk to the door opening it and glancing over her shoulder at him, "I'll be in touch." and turned, walking out shutting the door behind her.