Shira and Darian
Shira placed one of her short, wolf nails in her mouth and nibbled gently. She was short, with soft brown fur and long dark hair that had almost blond streaks running through it. She had wide hips, and considerable breasts, made more obvious by the tight shirt the school uniform required.
Her other hand fidgeted with the moderate-length, black skirt that was also part of the school uniform. However, her eyes were focused on Darian, who was sitting on the other side of the cafeteria, a book resting in one of his slender hands, the other hand resting lazily under his chin.
He was tall and very slim, with rich black fur and long black ears. His father had been a wolf while his mother had been a panther, giving him an exotic look. His eyes were a deep green, with small flecks of blue in them. A single small fang poked out of his mouth, as it usually did when he was focusing on something.
Just as Shira was about to go over and sit next to him, he closed his book with a snap, got up and walked out of the cafeteria, his long, thin tail swishing absent-mindedly behind him.
After a moment's indicision, Shira left the cafeteria as well and quietly followed behind him. She'd been working up the courage to ask him out for weeks, and wasn't about to miss this chance.
He slid through the corraders of the school with ease, almost losing Shira several times, before he slipped out a side exit and out of Shira's sight. She stopped at the door, debating going outside to follow him.
Finally she took a deep breathe and quickly opened the door to step outside. She saw Darian laying on one of the topmost bleachers, staring up at the clouds. Hesistantly, she climbed up the bleachers and sat beside him.
"Hey, Darian, I've been thinking for a while and I was wondering if you'd be wil-" She was cut off as he silently sat up, reached over, cupped her cheek in his hand and gently kissed her on the lips.
To her emberrassment, she felt herself getting a little wet. She'd always fantasized about this happening, but hadn't expected it to ever come true, especially not this quickly.
Her daydreaming was quickly cut off as she felt something slide around her wrist.
"Wha-What are you doing Darian?" Shira quickly pulled at her wrist, which was bound to the bleachers with a strip of long, black cloth and tied in several intricate knots.
"You know, I could smell you getting horny the moment I kissed you" Darian smiled down at her and sat beside her.
"Aaand, since I was feeling a bit horny myself, I figured we could help eachother out."
"Wha-wait, wait wait!" Shira stammered quickly, though it fell on deaf ears.
Darian hooked his fingers under her shirt and slowly slid it up, his fingers tracing small patterns on her sides as he went. He finally pulled it over her bra-covered breasts and breathed a small groan as he gazed upon them.
Gently, he traced small circles around her breasts, letting his fingers trail closer and closer to her nipples each time. He smiled to himself as he saw them get harder under her bra. Finally, his fingers reached their targets and he gently took her nipples between his fingers.
Shira gave a small groan as his fingers gently squeezed her nipples. His actions hadn't gone un-noticed, nor un-appriciated by her body. She felt her body heat up, and an uncomfortable warmth building up between her legs.
The cloth from the bra on her sensative nipple was becoming uncomfortable, so she was glad when he freed her boobs from their confinement. However, she soon realized what he was doing and started to panic a little
"Wait, Darian, what're you doing? Untie me and let me get dressed this minute!" She said it breathelessly, and mixed with small moans as he would either rub or gently pull on her tits.
"C'mon, we're both enjoying ourselves, so why should we stop? And don't deny you're not having fun, I have the proof right here" As he leaned down to take a nipple in his mouth, he ran a finger up her thigh, causing a loud moan to escape her lips.
As he gently rolled her nipple in his mouth, he let his fingers trace the outside of her lips through her soaked panties. Shira let a loud groan escape her lips as her hips bucked up. He smiled around her nipple and moved his hand away from her hips as they rose, only returning to teasing her pussy through her panties. She growled in irritation between quiet moans and less subtle whimpers.
Finally, Darian slid a single finger under the elastic of her light blue panties and let his finger stroke down her lips, barely teasing the sensitive flesh, before sliding his finger deep into her.
After all of the teasing, such direct stimulus created an exquisitely powerful sensation through her body. She would have cried out had Darian not quickly sealed her mouth in a quick kiss, letting his free hand take over the work of his mouth.
The finger inside her started to slide in and out, curving to rub against her G-spot with each inward motion. Shira moaned loudly into his mouth as this went on, her back arching and her hips rising up to meet his hand.
Finally, however, she grew impatient. All past reluctance forgotten, she grabbed his head and pushed it down towards her crotch, Darian licking, kissing, and nipping his way down her body.
When his head reached her pussy he gently slid up her skirt around her waist and pulled her panties down to her ankles. A loud moan escaped Darian's mouth as he finally saw her wet folds. Slowly, he licked his way up her leg before teasing the spot where her leg and hip connected with his tongue.
However he moved onto the main attraction when Shira issued a low growl. With lazy strokes of his tongue, Darian began to sample her, his tongue occassionally darting into her or grazing her clit.
After a while, Darian leaned up and took her clit into his mouth, his fingers working in and out of her, rubbing against her G-spot while his tongue worked on her clit. He sucked gently on her clit constantly, his tongue contantly flicking across her clit.
Shira laced her hand through his hair and held his face against her as she climaxed, her orgasm long and hard.
When she finally came off of her orgasm, she looked over and noticed a large bulge in Darian's pants. Chuckling, she reached over with her unbound hand and rubbed it through his pants, earning a suprised moan from him. Leaning as close as she could, she unzipped his pants, letting his erection spring free.
When she saw it, Shira let out a startled gasp. His member was roughly eight inches long, with a deep red colour to it. At the base of the sheath, a very small knot was just starting to form. All along his shaft were small ridges, like those of a cat, while small droplets of pre dripped off of its tapered end.
Darian placed himself over her, rubbing the tip of his phallus against her entrance, a lustful look colouring his green eyes. Ever so slowly, he sank himself into her, careful not to hurt her, a rich purr issuing from his throat. He stopped when his knot bumped against her, and slowly pulled himself out of her.
Darian started to thrust himself into her, the ridges along his length rubbing deep inside her, rubbing against her G-spot, while he gently played with one nipple, the other hand straying down to tease her clit.
Both of them were breathing heavily, moaning loudly. Shira felt an orgasm quickly building up in her. The combination of his fingers on her clit, the ridges of his member, and the knot bumping against her entrance were simply too much for the recently deflowered girl.
At the base of Darian's shaft, his knot had fully formed. It was a very dark red, though it was smaller than the averadge knot. Unable to hold back any longer, he pulled out until just his tapered tip was inside her, and let his hips surge foward, plunging the entire length of his member, and his knot, into her,.
With a loud cry, Shira came hard around him. Her tightness, combined with the her orgasm sent Darian over the edge. With an almost roar, Darian came deep inside her, his knot pumping thick, hot seed into her young body.
As they both came off of their high, a small amount of white seed flowed out of her, and dripped onto the bleachers. Wearily, Darian undid the cloth binding her to the bleachers and pulled her close to him, as they both dozed off in each others arms.
-Erik Smith