M0.9.1 - Part 2

I decided to answer back. I'm usually not the one finding connections in unrelated events, but this was too explicit for it to be a coincidence. I sat on the side of my bed, and began to write the message.

Today, 12:35 (Sent): Who are you? Was it you just before?

I received an answer almost instantly.

Today, 12:35: Did you like it? I know I did! <3
Sorry about that stain I left on your mattress cover!

Today, 12:35 (Sent): Sure, you can go again anytime. Just be a bit more careful with your teeth and claws next time.

Today, 12:35: I'm sorry. I can get passionate when I'm horny. :(
I just thought you'd enjoy my unhinged-jaw throatjob! Do you want me to look on the Internet for how to treat your cuts?

Today, 12:35 (Sent): Don't worry, I'll be fine. But, uh, how did you even manage to do that? This doesn't seem physically possible.

Today, 12:35: Well... Could you take a selfie? Trust me. :)

Today, 12:35: Also, please, don't be scared. I'm not going to hurt you.

That last message left me wondering. I never took a selfie, as I didn't like the concept, but decided to comply for once. I laid back slightly and took the photo. As the flash blinded me, I felt a soft warmth against my back for a split second. I turned back, but there was nothing there, besides my messed-up bedsheets.

I looked at the photo. I was there, with the most inexpressive face this phone probably ever captured. But there was something else, right behind me.
It was a big anthro wolflike creature, excepted what I mistook for a skull mask when I touched it earlier seemed to be her actual skull. A faint hazy light dot was visible in each of her empty eye sockets, mimicking eyes, which "looked" directly at the camera. Her slightly tilted head somehow gave her a cute expression, even though it was physically impossible for her to wear emotions on her face. On the picture, she was hugging me from behind, her head resting on my shoulder. It looked like she had to lean forward to fit in the frame.

Today, 12:38 (Sent): I wasn't really expecting this, but you're kind of cute

I heard a gasp next to me. Her particular whisper resonated in my head again.
"Really?"

She sounded excited. I turned my head towards the location the gasp emanated from, and found her next to me, on the bed, on all fours. Her head was so close to mine I couldn’t refrain from instinctively leaning away from her.
In another instinctive but completely different act, my eyes went down from her face to her breasts, being gently squeezed between her arms. I heard a pen swiped off my desk by her wagging tail fall on the floor.

"Y-yeah, really. Just don't appear out of nowhere like that, unless you want to give me a heart attack."

She silently leaned back, dominating me with all her height. She was obviously taller than any human could be, but still had matching proportions, like an average human female scaled up by a factor of 1.3, or maybe 1.5.
Only then it occurred to me that I shouldn't give any order to a big intelligent, sharp-clawed entity I met a few minutes ago, with a canine skull for a face to top it off.
My phone vibrated. Since the last thought appeared in my mind, my attention was focused on her face, as I didn't know what to expect. Did I piss her off?
She pointed at my phone.

Today, 12:39: Thank you! :) This means a lot for me. <3

I suddenly understood that what I thought to be an overuse of smileys in her texts was actually a way for her to show her expressions and emotions. Her skull obviously couldn't do it. Her "voice" could carry such feelings, but it was still some kind of whisper, making it difficult for an untrained person to understand said emotions.
When I looked at her again, she was back on all fours, slowly crawling towards me. I laid back on my bed instinctively, with the apprehension of her next move gone.


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She got on top of me, and pointed at my torso, as her voice entered my mind once again.
"Sorry for leaving this mess on your chest. Let me clean it up."

Without waiting for an answer, she squeezed her body against mine, and began licking the thick liquid she accidentally left on my chest during her last caress.

Her large, warm tongue lapped it up in a few seconds, then strayed off and met my nipple, before making its way to my neck.
As I was enjoying the sensuality of the moment, I felt something poking at my leg. I moved my head to the right, looked down, and my eyes met the red tip of what seemed to be a semi-erect canine penis.

"You, uh... Have something down there?"
As the words left my mouth, I realized how much of a potent mood killer this question was. She froze for what felt an eternity, but didn't last for more than a second.
Her tongue retracted back in her mouth and her head turned slightly to the left, as her "eyes" were seemingly looking for an imaginary object on the ground next to my bed.
She was obviously embarrassed, trying to avoid eye contact.

"I'm... Slightly more than a female, but I still behave as one. I never intended to use my only male attribute for anything but... Self-use."
She looked back at me.
"Does it turn you off?"
I shook my head.
"Not in the slightest, as long as you promise to not kill me with it."

She silently kept staring at me, her eyes making quick jumps to various parts of my face. It felt like she was trying hard to read my facial expression to detect a lie, while giving the impression to be a night-hunting, hungry predator about to jump on its prey.
The phone vibrated in my hand. Before I could check the contents of the message, a rough, strong push on my chest bring me down to the mattress. As she kept me pinned down with her large, powerful hand, she sat on my thighs. Her weight was surprisingly bearable, feeling lighter than the pressure she was applying on my torso. If I hadn't been hard already, I would have grown to my full length in mere seconds.
She leant back, still looking at me, reached for her erect shaft and began to stroke it.
A soft whisper made its way to my mind.
"I want to be yours. Take me. Please..."


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For the first time, I had a view of her entire body. I took a second to let my sight slide down her shapes.
In the quick succession of events, I barely noticed her two sets of horns, even though they were obvious; it looked like she had both antelope and smaller ram horns, the latter being on the sides of her white, canine skull. From what I could see from this angle, the back of her head was covered in brown fur, like most of her body, excepted it was longer, and I could notice a hint of red-orange merging in here and there, giving it a fiery vibe.
Her neck and upper chest were mostly hidden by fur tuft, but her rather generous yet firm breasts were clearly visible, her hard nipples openly displaying all her arousal.
Her fur, being shorter past her neck, couldn't hide her slightly toned abs, which still managed to exquisitely retain the sensual shape of a voluptuous female body. Her hips and thighs were built in the same way, with a disturbingly balanced amount of powerful muscles and harmonic feminine shapes, extremely pleasing to the eye.
In her right hand, she was slowly stroking a canine penis, which, considering her size, was probably average sized, but was prodigiously huge for human standards.

Her entire body was quite hypnotizing. For a moment, I felt like I was spacing out. I could have spent hours pleasantly following every curve of hers, but a warm canine precum drop on my belly brought me back. I suddenly felt like a jerk. She was begging, and I possibly spent a few seconds leaving her without an answer. It was time to shift gears. I smiled.
"How about you include me in your activity at hand?”

The phone vibrated again, meaning a new message arrived. I decided to leave it on the side; I wanted to focus on the experience.
Without freeing my chest from her pressure, she left her member to gently grab mine. I felt small in her hand, the head of my penis barely escaping her palm.
I could feel the rough texture of her precum-lubricated pads in her inner hand softly sliding up and down. As she kept going, she was periodically tightening her grip before releasing it, giving me the opportunity to enjoy the cushioned sensation her pads offered.
She tilted her head, still looking at me, sometimes giving her hand an interested glance. Her tongue appeared from time to time, licking her teeth; probably her own way to lick her chops.
"It seems you have some room left in your hand. Care to join me there?"

A soft groan escaped her throat, which I understood as a mark of excitement.
She opened her hand, still holding my member, and added hers against it, before closing it again. She felt pleasantly hot, and I could feel her penis slightly pulsating, squeezed against mine in a comfortable grip.
My pleasure flared when she started moving her hips, rubbing her soft buttocks against my legs. I felt her ballsack repeatedly colliding with mine; hers felt firm, like it was struggling to contain her two heavy testicles. Subconsciously, an old adage from the Internet came to my mind; I could only conclude that it wasn't even remotely valid for what was happening here, and that what I was experiencing was too good to turn down anyway.

Our pleasure kept escalating; Her grip tightened, her humping became faster, and she started to pant lightly, her breath synchronized with her thrusts, and the complaints of my mistreated bed.
I genuinely couldn't find what was the most exciting: her large, throbbing penis sliding against mine in a wet embrace, her hand stroking both of us, or her hips moving in such a graceful fashion it seemed like she was bellydancing.
Suddenly, everything stopped.

With a curiously panting mind-whisper, she let me know the reason of this interruption, while her chest beautifully lifted up and down to let her catch her breath.
"Not like that. I can't hold much longer. I want to have you inside me."
"Let's do what you enjoy the most, then. I'll try to keep up."


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I thought I felt a pleasure shiver running down her spine. Once more, the phone vibrated.
Her push on my chest, pinning me down since she got on top of me faded away, as it transformed into fondles, her clawed fingers slowly sliding upwards. She turned her head to the right, and passionately licked her inner hand while still looking at me, seemingly savoring the taste of our combined precum. As her tongue slithered between her fingers, I began wondering if she was doing it for herself, to tease me, or both. She licked her teeth as she laid her wet hand next to my head,   while she advanced her hips forward a bit, repositioning her lower body to allow for our next activity.
Her balls got past my excited penis, which pointed up again as soon as it could. Hers landed on my belly, letting me acknowledge all its mass and warmth. She lowered herself, allowing my tip to meet her drenched female attributes. As I started prodding her, she leant her head back, obviously enjoying the tease. I could feel she had a triangular, canine-like, unexpectedly small yet inflated entrance for her size, allowing me to hope to be able to please her despite the difference in our respective body proportions.
I slowly started to push in, spreading her lips and beginning to feel her warmth, when her left hand left my shoulder to forcefully stop the progression of my lower body.
"Not there. You asked for what I enjoyed the most..."
Her hips kept advancing slightly as her phrase resonated in my mind.


She lowered herself again, but this time my cock met her faintly funnel-shaped tailhole, already inviting me to explore her depths. She kept grinding my lubricated tip for a while, her opened maw letting out long, deep, pleasure-loaded breaths.
I was overwhelmed with lust and excitation, but I thought about her pleasure, and considered reaching for the lube in my night stand. She noticed I was looking at it, but got my intentions wrong, probably thinking I meant to get a condom.
"Don't worry, it's clean. I don't need to eat."
"That's not wha-"
Before I could finish my sentence, she let all her weight fall down on me, welcoming me inside her pleasantly hot depths. The mattress softened the shock, but I still felt my body being overtaken by her massive build.
A loud groan escaped her throat as she arched her back, both of us obviously overrun by pleasure.
Her penis was throbbing on my torso, her ass tightening around my member, while I could enjoy the soft texture of her warm insides. Her body temperature must have been higher than humans, since every time I encountered her furless parts, I encountered unexpectedly elevated warmth.

She started to move her hips, setting the rhythm for us both; at first, she moved gently, caressing my entire body with her free hand, allowing us to partake in soft and sensual intercourse. I let my hands run freely on her fur, but one found its preferred place on her breasts, as the other anchored on one of her massive thighs.
As pleasure increasingly filled us both, her rhythm and our breath alike went crescendo.
At some point, it felt like she succumbed to her lust, progressively losing control of her body.
Even though her slamming against me was bearable, her delicate and precise movements soon transformed into bestial and uncontrolled humping. Her ass clenched in an erratic way, and the throbbing on my chest became more and more intense. Her loud panting sometimes carried a passionate female moan, proving that she was actually able to make sounds. She was drooling, her thick tongue exposed out of her maw, a few hot saliva drops falling on my torso.
I was getting numb from the pleasure and excitement, my cock reaching that particular sensitivity, just before ejaculation.

She grabbed my hand, and almost broke it when she reached climax. In a last final thrust, she slammed her butt against me, taking me in as far as she could, as her entire upper body ached back. Her actual voice filled my room with a moan of ecstasy, her knot shaping up and her cum flooding my torso.
Meanwhile, her anal muscles and body spasms finished me off, her depths hungrily welcoming my semen. Her roughness, her weight, her strong grip on my hand were all wiped away by an incredibly powerful orgasm, overwhelming my synapses with endorphins.

It both took us several dozens of seconds to recover and start to catch our breath.
Finally, while I was still inside her, she leant towards me, approaching her head close to mine, as I felt her both hands cupping my head and her eyes diving deep in mine. She was still breathless, panting, warming my face with her breath, but managed to communicate telepathically.
"I wish... I wish I could kiss you."

Of course, she lacked the lips to do so.
I grabbed her neck tuft and pulled her towards me, forced my jaw between her teeth, lightly cutting my cheeks in the process and took the tip of her tongue in my mouth.
She was probably surprised, since she didn't move hers right away, but she soon gave in, and engaged it in a passionate dance with mine.

After a few seconds which would ever have felt too short, we both slowly backed away. The hazy light dot in her eye sockets, which seemed to have disappeared for a moment, reappeared and stared at my eyes. The phone vibrated again.

She covered me with her entire body, placed her arms behind my back, and rolled to the side, taking me with her. I found myself laying on her, being caught in a hug she seemingly didn't want to put an end to yet. And neither did I. I passed my arms around her.
I was still naked, but in this very moment, nothing could have been cold enough to get past her warm embrace.