Unity
Some delightful pregnant fun between a femme raccoon and her human mate.
Unity
By
Charles E. Terrell Jr. AKA Nightmask
Sunlight slanted down through the thick panes set into the ceiling of the cozily furnished solarium as the day slowly worked its way towards twilight, shadows stretching away from the beams as they bathed the room in light. A pair of easy chairs rested side by side, sharing a common table between them, as well as a table to the opposite side of both. Brightly colored pillows of various sizes were scattered about the floor, the plush pile of the burgundy-colored carpet disappearing beneath them as they made the area between the chairs and large flat-screen TV opposite them into one large play area. Only one soul seemed to occupy the small building, her feet propped up on several thick pillows as she reclined in one of the chairs, reading quietly.
It would be hard to say what feature was most striking about her and first to catch one's eye upon seeing her, for she had many that stood out, not the least of which her less than human form. Her distinctive features, from the black mask of fur around her eyes to the multi-ringed tail draped over the left arm of her chair, made it clear she was raccoon descent, although certainly one of a breed most uncommon compared to those most humans had encountered.
While difficult to judge for certain in her reclining position she was easily a good 5 foot 8 in height, and of an elegant maturity that bespoke much experience in life. There was nothing hidden from some unseen viewer as she rested in little more than her fur as she read, although even if she had been clothed one would have still been drawn to her full, heavy breasts and the pregnant swell of her belly. She seemed more comfortable than one would expect though for one so pregnant, indeed she seemed without complaint other than perhaps having to rest her book on her belly and read around her breasts.
Surprising as all that was, that was hardly the last of them presented by the magnificent lady, for she had an incredible bounty of long lustrous golden hair that would have easily spilled below her ankles if she were standing. Striking as a detail as that was it wasn't the most riveting feature about it, for it did not lay about her limp and lifeless but seemed to possess a life of its own as it slithered about around her, and as she read would occasionally form a tendril to bring her tea or one of her snacks to her muzzle to eat, while her hands remained occupied with her book.
Lost in her reading day settled into night while the room's lighting slowly took over, shifting so seamlessly she barely noticed the change. Suddenly she gave a start as hands seemed to appear out of nowhere to cover her eyes!
"Guess who!" she heard in a familiar voice that promptly calmed her, although her racing heart would need a few more minutes to settle as she turned her head to look over her shoulder at the human that was its source, her hair wrapping in around him as she focused her attention upon him.
"Robert! How many times have I told you not to do that?" she asked him, her book falling to the floor as she shifted around to more fully face him, her hair trapping him within it.
"Probably as many times as I've done it to you," he replied at his most innocent, unconcerned about the weave of hair enveloping him. "Not like I can slip up and surprise you in a more conventional way after all dear," he pointed out to her as he leaned in to kiss her on the nose.
"One of these days you're going to get hurt doing that," she warned him, although her crossness at him rapidly faded as it always did once they were together, her hair easily lifting him up and transferring him into the other chair as it stretched sufficiently to do so then returned to her.
"Would still be worth it," he said while settling into the chair, turned to his side to face her in her own chair. "Besides not like the great Godiva couldn't fix anything she broke."
"The great Godiva's going stir crazy being cooped up around here all the time," she groused, her hair swishing around in reflection of her emotions.
"Well you can't very well carry on the good fight while you're pregnant love," he pointed out sagely, his blue eyes gazing warmly upon her as he touched her mind with his through their link, letting that heightened bond comfort her and strengthen them both.
"And who's fault is that?" she quipped, giving his stomach a poke with a hair tendril playfully.
"I seem to remember it being our fault," he tossed back, squirming from the poke. "Can't blame me for not knowing we were genetically compatible, that's your department, not mine."
Godiva felt a blush of embarrassment creep beneath her fur at being reminded it really was her fault, at least in regards to just assuming that the sex would be safe once they became lovers. It would have been quite easy for her to scan and compare their DNA but she hadn't and now was going to be a mother earlier than she'd planned.
"I couldn't have asked for a better man at least to be the father of my children," she told him, her hair looping around his wrist to draw his hand over so she could lace her fingers with his, enjoying the physical contact with him even though their mental bond was far more intimate. A smile tugged at the corners of her muzzle as she felt his embarrassment at the praise, and he felt her love and pride in him, along with a bit more.
"Just remember to stock up on protection for after the twins are born, unless you want to retire permanently," he teased, giving her hand a squeeze before he slid out of the chair to kneel down beside her chair and catch up her right foot and knead it between his fingers. Squirming about from the massage Godiva batted Robert with her tail while trying not to broadcast too much of her embarrassment from the teasing reference to how strong her sex drive was.
"What is it with you and my feet?" she non-sequitored, trying to divert things around just how quickly she got turned on once they were together. It never got in the way when they were out saving lives and doing the hero thing but she still felt occasionally shy about just how lusty she'd gotten as she's grown older.
"Who says it's about your feet?" he tossed back to her, winking up to her as she realized she'd once again missed the obvious courtesy of how comfortable the two of them were together. From the angle he was at he had a perfect view of her furry mound, the pregnant swell of her belly as it carried their children, and the underside of her swollen mammaries. A rush of heat washed over her when he let her see her from his perspective; a vibrant, intelligent, sexual, and caring creature he loved deeply.
"You're incorrigible," she declared once she could, thighs parting unconsciously to give him a better view even as she draped her left leg over his shoulder, right foot wriggling in his grasp each time he massaged a particularly sensitive spot.
"And you're what makes life worth living," he stated with vigor, his fingers gently working their way up her leg as their bond guided him to the best ways to massage her. Such honest love and devotion (for who could ever lie about such when two minds were so intimately entwined), served to fill her with such desire no mere animal lust or instinct to mate could provide. He hadn't even reached her knee before her left leg tightened around him, pulling him closer to her as it slid down his back, drawing his head between her legs.
Godiva reached to run her fingers through his hair, combing them through the rich auburn hair as he nuzzled at her sex, the first touch sending a shiver of pleasure through her that echoed back to him. His warm breath stirred up the musky aroma unique to her as he trailed kisses along her puffy folds, radiating delight as he inhaled deeply of her scent, savoring the richness of it and the taste of her upon his lips. The need for language faded the more deeply they joined together, emotions cycling between them as he closed his eyes to focus on the rest of his senses.
The lights dimmed as Robert silently dialed them down, a simple enough application of his own abilities as he tended to his mate's needs, tongue sliding out to brush gently along her slit as he gathered up the tasty dew collecting there. A throaty chirring rolled out of Godiva as the raccoon squirmed about in her seat, the synergy between them filling her with a growing sea of pleasure, which only grew higher once he brought his hands up to stroke along her folds with the right and caress around her tailbase and hip with the left. Her hair swirled around the room, fanning the air and spreading her scent about, her right hand clutching at the chair arm while she draped her right leg over it while she was at it.
Robert felt the tightness of his trousers as he responded to his mate's pleasure, but focused on the gentle oral loving he was giving her, finding it sufficient enough to satisfy him for now simply delighting in what he felt from her. It was easy sliding two fingers between her petals; her wetness so evident as he worked her clitty out of its hood to suckle upon the sensitive bud. As his tongue washed over it Godiva couldn't help but arch up and clutch at the back of his head, pulling his face into her sex and humping his face and fingers.
Sensitive as she was she didn't last long from the activities of his fingers and tongue, her head falling back to press into the back of the chair as she climaxed with a wordless cry ecstasy that reverberated through Robert's mind all the same. Her juices flooded down over his fingers and between her rumpcheeks as he kept stroking them in and out of her steadily, caressing the most sensitive places within her while he suckled on her throbbing clitty, drawing out her orgasm as long as possible before letting up on his ministrations to her. With a parting kiss to her glistening pearl he set about cleaning her as best he could while she recovered, tongue brushing over her furry folds while he slid his fingers out of her.
Godiva lay back in the chair panting softly as her body tingled with the afterglow of her climax, her hair and tail laying limply now as she basked in the moment and enjoyed the lingering attention from her mate. She made no effort to stir until she realized he'd moved up to caress her swollen belly with a soft ruffling of the fur and the resting of his head against it to listen to the kits inside. They were developed enough he could feel their developing minds forming and instinctively shielded them from any outside impressions they might be exposed to, save for the love he and Godiva felt for them.
There wasn't any need to say anything as she gazed down at him fondly, proud parent of what would surely be two fine adults someday, simply grateful that she'd chosen so well when they met years ago. Humans had so much trouble even accepting members of their own kind that were different by such trivial things as the color of their skin or shape she'd despaired of finding anyone for herself. Instead she'd found one who loved her inside and out and showed it often, even if sometimes the physical demands could be taxing on any man's vigor.
Sensing the return of her awareness back to him Robert looked up and blew the gorgeous raccoon a kiss before standing up enough to draw himself into the chair to rest on top of her and rub his face into her neck. Experience had left him more than aware of how much weight he could rest upon her without causing her or the kits discomfort, so he settled in and trailed kisses along her neck, the tickle of his breath through her fur causing her to break out into giggles before she adjusted.
Encircling him with her arms and hair she held him close to her, a feeling of completion glowing within her heart as they rested together, feeling more relaxed with the edge taken off her desire. None of their differences could compete with the union they'd formed and transcended all else, and she luxuriated in that feeling as she used her hair to lift them up and transfer them into the pillow pile to better snuggle together. Life was so much easier, she thought to herself, when one didn't have to break a tender moment to move somewhere more comfortable.
Before they could get completely settled into the pillow pile though Godiva set about rectifying a bit of disparity between her and her mate, namely his still retaining his clothes when she was delightfully nude. She grumbled a bit good-naturedly when it took longer than it should, as the ticklish feeling of her hair only delayed things due to his squirming instead of speeding things up courtesy of how much it effectively increased her available limbs to work with. When she was done though and the clothes tossed away she quickly snuggled him back into her furry form, breasts leaving a few drops of milk on his chest as they squished together.
Pregnancy might have made it more difficult for them to cuddle up as close as before but it hadn't impeded the intimate pleasures of simply being together and savoring each other's uniqueness. Whether with hands or tail or even hair they stroked and touched each other, each feeling the echo of every caress from the other, the outside world put aside as they renewed themselves in every moment. Their moments like this fewer than they liked as her pregnancy kept them apart more than before, but no less appreciated once they were possible.
As her hair brushed up between his legs and over his member she felt a twinge of guilt as she realized from the response she'd not taken care of his needs after he'd so readily looked after hers. With their thoughts and minds so intertwined by this point there was no need for either to frame their thoughts in words, instead she simply knew as well as she knew herself what he wished and moved to present it to him.
Golden tresses spilled across the pillows as the curvaceous raccoon shifted onto all fours, her tail hiked up along her back as she wiggled her backside in her human mate's face, presenting him a fine show as she spread her knees and arched her back up to present herself at her most inviting. There was something about a female on all fours that few males could resist, and something about the position she couldn't help enjoying either, and when he rolled over onto his knees and reached to cup and fondle her backside she readily pushed her backside into his grasp and chirred in delight.
A warm shiver ran up along her spine as she felt his body sliding over hers, following his hands as they trailed up her sides, the lush fur covering her caressing his skin in the bargain. To say she was receptive would be an understatement, the desire for a more physical union welling up within her the more he covered her, even wriggling herself backward to hurry up the moment when he would be finished getting ready. Her tail bounced around so much between them from her excitement he ended up catching at it and wrapping it around his waist to give it something else to occupy itself with, whereupon it promptly bound up snuggly around him and tied him to his mate.
Godiva pressed her buns in against his shaft as it slid up between her shapely rumpcheeks, rolling her hips around to tease it with the soft fur cladding them, a brief gasp escaping her when the head prodded against her anal ring. They'd been indulging in it more often as her pregnancy had progressed and she enjoyed it as much as she did the more traditional means of pleasure. It didn't hurt that their shared feelings while mating meant his pleasure as he road her was as much hers as well, and increased the pleasure for both of them.
Her claws dug into the pillows as she prepared herself for entry, her ring giving way steadily under the pressure until his head popped inside, leading the way for the rest as he sheathed himself into her. Feeling things from both sides created a curious duality when one was able to be both mater and mated in one and never ceased to please. As his crotch came fully into contact with her backside, his shaft throbbing deep within her as his heart beat, they both paused to simply bask in the moment as he filled her.
The rest of him wasn't idle though as he ran his hands over her belly and dangling breasts, squeezing and milking the dangling orbs as rich mother's milk squirted onto the pillows and added its scent to that of aroused raccoon and human. Gasps and moans rolled out of her whenever his fondling spread to include her nipples, the thick black nubs especially sensitive now. Each glistened as his tweaking and tugging at them spread her milk about and she pushed her bosom into his grasp begging for more.
Little restraint remained as Robert felt Godiva moving about beneath him, indeed the little wriggles began the rhythm of short thrusts onto his shaft, one that swiftly went from her initiative to his as he rested his face in her neckfur, nuzzling around her hair as her natural scent sent waves if joy flowing throughout his body. Each thrust into her tight behind drawing them closer together, even his heart syncing with hers as he mated her, his hands squeezing her breasts and nipples more firmly as they traveled down that road they and so many others had traveled many times before.
Godiva felt the jolt each time he sheathed himself to the fullest inside of her, only the fur padding on her backside preventing a smacking sound as they came together. Her buns squished into his crotch each time, the length and speed of his thrusts increasing as their pleasure spiraled higher and higher, precum leaking into her depths. With each thrust her tail tightened around his waist, drawing him into her a little faster, her breasts jiggling in counterpoint to the thrusts, thighs wet with her free-flowing juices.
Robert suddenly grasped on tightly to her breasts, milk spraying as he reached his peak, his hot seed spraying into her backside, coating her insides in white, body clutched up tight to her while her body arched up and ground back onto him as his climax triggered her own. Cloth shredded beneath Godiva's claws as she tore the pillows in her orgasmic release, while ripples exploded outward on the mental plane as raw sexual energy and an almost divine explosion of loving union spread their ripples across the surrounding area. For one brief moment touching the divinely infinite source of all before falling backward into each other and breaking apart into their more individual selves.
Gasping and panting for breath while the last of him dribbled into her Godiva collapsed down onto her front, arms crossing while she rested her head on the remains of the pillow she shredded. Draped out on top of her Robert rested and recovered along with her, his hands trapped against her breasts as they pressed down into them, his head snug against her shoulder.
"I do wish we could do that more often," he gasped out once he'd recovered enough to think and speak clearly, throat parched from all the panting.
"I think being able to do it at all is blessing enough," Godiva replied, chuckling softly. "Besides you're the one with the cosmic awareness, I'm just along for the ride," she pointed out while giving him a playful squeeze with her tail.
"You're all I need to be aware of," he declared fervently and gave her a gentle squeeze, before giving her a guiding tug to draw her onto her side, so as to make things more comfortable for her without having to relinquish his union with her before he had to.
"Ever the flatterer that's what you are dear," she chirred while settling in on her side and keeping pressed back snuggly against him.
"Ever devoted to you that's what I am," he replied, hugging her warmly while his arms rested beneath her breasts and above her belly.
Godiva sighed contentedly as she wriggled back against him and gave him a squeeze inside of her, eyes closing as she basked in his grasp and sent her hair wrapping in around him.
"I think now would be a good time for a nap love, at least until all my tea earlier catches up with me," she chirred softly to him, ears flicking idly while she closed her eyes.
"A nap sounds fine love," he agreed, his face rubbing into the nape of her neck while he gave her another hug and petted her sides tenderly. "Sweet dreams love, will be here when you awake," he murmured into her ear, spooned up against her and warmed by her hair and fur as she quickly drifted off, comforted by his presence and warmed by the love that was always there for her.