Vixen The Problem - Sex Stories

Vixen The Problem

... to...fulfil certain...urges. Us humans refer to it as going in heat.”

Well, now I’m embarrassed. Not only does a human know more about my anatomy than I do, but I just had to exude the most embarrassing quality. I’ve never gotten why characters wanted to be killed when bashfulness strikes, but now I do. I hide my face in my hands, unable to even face him anymore.

“It’s fine,” he says, “It’s just nature. Nothing to be ashamed of.”

He’s so kind. But I wish he’d tone it down. It’s just making the feeling worse.

“There’s a way to stop it,” he starts, “But I’m not sure you’d like it. Like you said, we just met, so that’d be weird.”

Under normal circumstances, I’d completely agree, but this feeling is becoming more and more unbearable by the second. I don’t think I care anymore.

“No,” I say, “Let’s do it. I mean, if it’s a known method, it can’t be too bad, right?”

“Well, only if you’re sure,” he says,

“Positive. Please, just make this stop.”

“Ok, follow me.”

He heads up his stairs and I follow him. We walk into a room and he shuts the door. Is this his room? It looks nice.

“Ok, so to do this, you’re going to need to get undressed,” he says.

I blush before nodding and stepping out of my shoes. I then remove my blouse and skirt, foreboding what next two articles of clothing have to follow. Then the feeling makes its presence known, knocking away that thought. I take a breath before unclasping my bra, letting it fall to the floor as I cover my ...

... breasts. I then pull down my panties and cover my...area, turning my head away from him. I noticed he removed his shirt, but stopped moving when I finished. I can feel him gazing at my body. While embarrassing, it is a little endearing. But the former overlaps it.

“Don’t stare like that,” I say, “It feels weird.”

He chuckles before removing the last of his clothing. I glance towards him and he’s stunning. I’ve never seen anyone without clothes on, but if they looked anything like this, I want animals and humans to switch views on clothing arrangements. He steps towards me, freezing me in place with his eyes of desire. I almost feel like I’m in the presence of a hungry wolf as he circles me, waiting to devour me.

He gently shoves me to a nearby wall. I gasp at his sudden action before he stands before me, towering me. He then lifts my chin with his finger before closing the gap between our lips, giving me a passionate kiss. I feel his hand touching my body, tracing and exploring it with every touch. Yes. Touch me more. Please. His hand then lands on my right breast, grabbing and kneading it as his other hand lifts my left leg.

He then takes his leg and pushes it to my center, sending a jolt of pleasure to that one spot and causing me to let out a light moan. Fuck, that felt incredible. Do it again. Please, do it again. Do whatever you want to me.

My silent pleas are answered as he starts moving his leg, causing more moans from me. Without thinking, I start grinding ...