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Obsidian Forest
I grinned softly, as I thought about it. There was one good way to make this vicious girl regret attacking me, and make sure she would think twice about trying to kill a defenseless, lost traveler in the woods. I got down on my knees behind her. She whined softly, looking back at me, her tail tucked tightly between her legs. I slowly removed my jeans, looking at her fearful green eyes. here whines became louder at that, as I stroked myself, becoming fully aroused quickly. I placed my hand on her rump, squeezing firmly, and she growled deeply in her throat. “Don’t you growl at me.. you picked a fight with me, and you lost.” I said, growling back. “Don’t worry.. I will try not to hurt you.. much.. “ I said, smiling almost wickedly. I normally wasn’t like this, but damn it, she had tried to kill me, and I didn’t do a thing to her. She had this coming. She closed her eyes, trembling with rage, gritting her teeth, growling still. I placed my hand against her mound, and began to massage it. Her growls got a lot louder, and she pulled her tail down, trying to block my hand. I grabbed the base of her tail, and pulled up, getting that fluffy black sea of fur out of my way, watching, as I spread her labia, those slick, pink lips wide, looking at her tight tunnel, and her little nub of a clit. I stroked over it softly with one of my dull canine claws, making her whimper loudly, wriggling her hips just a bit. She was so securely tied, that even though she was flexing her muscles and rocking her body as much as she could, she was barely moving. I could not remember where I had learned to tie someone up like that, but I did a good job of it. I continued to stroke my aching cock, my heart beating fast already, that heavy feeling of lust in my chest. I began to ooze pre-cum and spread it up and down my shaft with a shaking hand, before moving up behind the sable-furred vixen, as she looked back at my with piercing green eyes, looking very, very murderous indeed. “Sorry girl.. law of the forest, right?” I said, gritting my teeth with intense pleasure, as I pressed my pre-slickened length forward, into her tight slit, and deep, deep into her vice-like channel. I trembled softly, as she yelped loudly, and clamped down even harder, as if to try to force me out. It only made it feel better! I began to slowly rock my hips, my eyes shut tight, as I held her tail-base, and her hips, pushing into her with a lot of sweet, intense resistance. She was so tight, that it felt almost like her body was sucking on my engorged cock, and I could not help but to stroke faster, thrusting into her. I looked down at her. She had closed her eyes tightly, making loud, grunting noises as I took her. She had begun to pant as I pumped faster, her trembling body taking me in fully, eight inches in, seven out, eight in, seven out, as fast as I could, my heart pounding, my head swimming with lust and pleasure. I wasn’t going to last long. I was hyped up in my arousal and the pure adrenaline. The vixen cried out, and I am not sure if I hit at a somewhat painful angle, or if the wild vixen climaxed, even against her will. her sex was soaking wet though, and while she might have been resisting, her body was not. Nature had taken over, and was welcoming this, at least for now, even if her mind was screaming that as soon as she got free, she’d kill me. The danger, the eroticism, and the soaking, tight, hot walls so tightly clamped around my thick cock took their toll, as I felt my sack tighten against my body, and the rush of heat went through my
chest - I was gonna cum!
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