It was a warm, balmy night, the kind that makes you want to sleep naked and throw open all the windows. But in the bedroom of my friend's house, the air was thick with anticipation and a different kind of heat. I glanced over at her as she lay curled up on her side, one leg flung carelessly over mine. Her fur was so soft to the touch, a rich, chocolate brown that seemed to glow in the moonlight. Her tail, long and sleek, swayed gently back and forth as she dreamed, tickling the bare skin of my lower back. I couldn't help but wonder what sort of dreams she was having tonight.
I shifted my weight, feeling the hardness beneath the sheets, and knew that tonight was going to be different. We'd been friends for years, and though we'd always shared a special bond, this was the first time we'd let ourselves cross that line. The thought made my heart race and my fur stand on end, and as I reached out to touch her, my fingers trailing lightly across her back, she let out a soft, contented sigh.
Her fur was so warm against my cool skin, and I found myself wanting to explore every inch of her. I trailed my hands down her sides, feeling the soft give of her belly as I reached lower, my fingers dipping beneath the waistband of her fluffy panties. She arched her back into my touch, her breath hitching in her throat.
I paused for a moment, gathering my courage, before slipping my hand beneath the fabric and finally touching her. Her smooth, warm skin felt so good against my fingers, and she moaned softly, her hips lifting off the bed. I found myself lost in the sensation, my touch growing bolder as I explored her, feeling the wetness between her legs.
Her fur brushed against my arm as she arched her back further, her breath coming faster now. I could feel the heat emanating from her, and I knew she was close. I wanted to make her feel good, to show her how much she meant to me. With one swift motion, I pushed aside the covers and climbed on top of her, pressing my body against hers.
She looked up at me, her chocolate brown eyes filled with desire, and I knew she was ready. I lowered my head, taking her into my mouth, licking her slowly and steadily. She moaned, her hips bucking wildly, and I could taste her wetness on my tongue. Her scent filled my nostrils, driving me wild with need.
My fingers found their way between us, parting her folds, and I slid inside her, feeling the tightness of her as she took me in. She arched her back, letting out a long, shuddering breath as I began to move, slowly at first, then faster, harder. Her body moved with mine, meeting each thrust, each caress. 🦅🦅🦅