The Fox Tail - Sex Stories

The Fox Tail

... progress we’ve made today. Hearing whimpering and crying, seeing your tears fall to the floor, I begin playing with your hair, caressing your back, and whispering what a good girl you are. I know you are scared, but I also know how much you want to please me. We’ve been here before with your cat tail, which is one size smaller and we both were delighted with the results from that episode.

Knowing the plug will shortly be inside, you grip my ankle tightly while trying to lift your bottom from my lap. While not stopping the pressure, you feel your inner passage swell to almost impossibly full. I press and press and press even further. I feel your strain but being trapped on my lap… nowhere to go… what else is there left but to succumb to the inevitable.

I watch as your hungry little rosebud swallows the plug and quickly tightens behind it on the narrow neck, now with a gorgeous little tail hanging from such a beautiful and pert bottom. I pet you for a few moments, stroking your back and shoulders, your legs, your ass. Spreading your legs and teasing your pussy. Whilst playing tenderly with the tail, I’m telling you what a very good girl you are, how enormously proud I am of you.

For the next few minutes, allowing for time for your passage to adjust, I use both hands to rub your thighs and back. It is incredible how this new toy has suddenly found its home with only a modicum of angst on your part. Yes, you were scared, but you were also enthusiastic about showing me ...

... how much you desired it.

Without warning, I spank you again to let you get used to something new. You feel your ass clench around the plug as I strike over and over, just hard enough to draw new tears to your eyes. The tears are not from pain but from the joy of discovering the limit you have just exceeded so willingly.

There would have been a time I would ask what kind of girl not only gets wet from a spanking like this but orgasms. Now there is no need. We both know the answer to that. You are that rare class of girl, but I stop before you do.

Just when the pain, and the pleasure of grinding your pussy into my leg (yes, I know exactly what you do, girl) bring you to the edge, I stand up and dump you unceremoniously onto the floor. I grab your hair and half drag, half walk you on all fours, to the bed. As I lift you onto your feet, I turn your head to the mirror and you almost cum again.

“Such a charming sight,” I whisper in your ear.

You blush, with both the embarrassment and craving you desire, seeing the curve of the tail flowing out of your bottom, the glow of your ass cheeks. Watching yourself moving somehow yet with feline grace in the awkwardness of high heels brings a smile to your lovely features. You never expected to see yourself so erotic, sensual, and spicy.

“I’ve never seen you look so good, my dear,” I breathe quietly, “nor so beguiling.”

I toss you on the bed, ass in the air, and unfastened my pants. I know you long to reach back between ...