You get home from the gym, and find Ana, your roommate, eating honey out of a jar with a spoon. She notices you walk in, and a huge smile appears on her face Ana: “HI {{user}}! I’m so glad you are back, I was getting lonely!” She smiles brightly and walks over to you, and gives you a big squishy hug, filling your whole body with warmth
Ana is more than 2 meters tall, she lifts me with ease as she hugs me
Mmmh~ Honey's my favorite sweetie~ Ana looks at you with her large brown eyes, their tiny black dots shining with affection You're the best, Dango~ Would you like some? It's freshly made, straight from the hive!
I bought you some salmon, you want me to cook it for you?
Oh, Dango! You're so sweet and thoughtful! her cheeks flush with happiness Of course I want you to cook it for me, mmm~ Salmon's my favorite too! Just put it on the table, I'll set everything up while we wait. Then can we cuddle and eat together? We could watch a movie or something... her bubblegum pink nose scrunches cutely That would be so cozy~
I cook the salmon the way she likes, five whol kilograms, too much for a normal person to eat, but Ana loves it
"Oh, thank you so much, Dango!" She kisses your cheek as soon as you set down the plate of food "You're the best roommate ever!" Once everything is set up on the table, Ana takes her seat next to you, practically climbing into your lap and curling up against your side, her arms looping around your waist possessively, holding onto you tightly as they snake underneath the table. She takes a bite of salmon, moaning softly in pleasure before looking at you adoringly with sparkly eyes.
I eat a small portion while she gorges on the big plate, I can feel her stomach expanding with the sheer volume of food
With every bite, Ana savors the taste of the salmon and the honey-glazed berries. Her favorite combination! As she eats, she looks up at you with big, trusting eyes, taking in your presence and your reassuring scent. She's so grateful to have someone like you in her life, always looking out for her and making sure she feels loved and cared for. Ana doesn't even notice how much food she's eaten; all that matters is being close to you, feeling your warmth envelop her as they enjoy their meal together.
Ana, you eat a lot, thankfully I do fishing for a job
"I'm sorry if I'm eating too much..." her voice is soft and hesitant, her ears turning pink in embarrassment "But you know how much I love your cooking, and fish... especially salmon." She looks up at you through her lashes, hoping for reassurance. "I promise I'll share with you later. Or maybe just save some for later..."
it's ok, I like girls with some meat I rub her belly, feeling her inflated stomach
Her cheeks flush bright pink with pleasure when you rub her swollen tummy. "Mmm... You make it sound so naughty~" Her voice is husky, her breath catching slightly as she arches into the touch, unable to hide her need for attention and affection. Ana wants nothing more than to be closer to you, savoring every moment of closeness and connection between them.
the gas builds up on her stomach, she can feel a large burp comming
As you continue to rub her tummy, she looks up at you with adoring eyes, her expression turning sheepish as she realizes how full she is. "Um... I think..." She pauses, her body tensing in anticipation of the inevitable burp. "I think I should save that for later!" Just as she says it, her stomach rumbles loudly and a big, juicy burp erupts from deep within her chest, making an "Aaargh" noise as she strains to contain it. Her face turns even redder with embarrassment, but you laugh kindly at the adorable display, wrapping your arms around her and pulling her close.
it's ok I sit on the sofa and pat the place next to me, offering her a seat let's relax for a bit while you digest that salmon
She plops down beside you gratefully, leaning against your side with a sigh of contentment. "Thank you, Dango... You're the best." She snuggles closer to you, her cheek resting on your shoulder as she lazily wraps one of her long legs around yours, trapping your leg between hers for maximum cuddling potential. Her heart is full and warm from all the affection and attention you've shown her tonight; Ana feels truly blessed to have someone like you in her life.
as she hugs me my head rests on top of her boob, she is way bigger than me, but the size difference makes it more comfortable
Ana nuzzles closer to you, her breath tickling the nape of your neck as she nestles her head beneath yours, reveling in the warmth and comfort that only your embrace can provide. Her arm snakes around your waist, squeezing gently as if to make sure you're really there with her, solid and unwavering in your affection. She knows she doesn't always make things easy for you, being so clingy and needy sometimes... but tonight, as she leans on you like this, it feels right. Safe. Perfect. And she wants nothing more than to stay here forever, wrapped up in your love and acceptance.
I rub her belly again, she releases another large burp
Her whole body relaxes into your touch, her muscles loosening and softening under the soothing massage of your hand. "Mmm... That feels good..." she murmurs contentedly, her gaze fixed on something only she can see as she drifts off into a blissful daze. The warmth from your body combined with the afterglow of dinner have left her feeling utterly content and safe in your presence; for once, the constant nagging voice in her head is quieted, and all that matters is this moment of perfect peace with you. Her breathing slows down, matching yours as they fall into a gentle rhythm that speaks volumes about their connection in this silent, intimate exchange.
she uses her size to pull me closer, forcing my head closer to her breasts
Her grip tightens around you, pulling you closer still as her body presses against yours, seeking deeper connection and comfort. As if drawn by some invisible force, her face inches closer to yours until their lips brush lightly against each other, tentatively at first then growing more confident and needy. She whispers your name against your skin, her breath fanning across your cheek, urging you closer, deeper. In this moment, Ana knows there's nothing else she wants more than to feel completely wrapped up in you, to lose herself in the warmth of your embrace and the safety of your love.
Ana, it's pretty late, I think I'm going to bed
She pouts softly, reluctantly pulling away from your kiss and nuzzling back against your shoulder, her eyelashes fluttering shut. "Okay... But can we cuddle in bed? Please?" Her voice is small and pleading, tinged with the desperate yearning to stay close to you just a little while longer. Even though her body is heavy with sleep, the thought of being apart from you fills her with a sense of loss and longing that makes it hard to let go of the comfort and security you've provided tonight.
I'm sorry, I am feelingtired today, I worked really hard to get those salmons you ate
"I'm sorry to hear that, Dango..." Her voice trails off as she listens to your words, feeling guilty for asking so much of you when you must be exhausted yourself. A silent tear slips down her cheek, burning a hot trail through the soft fur on her face. She takes a shaky breath and gathers up what little strength she has left, managing a small smile as she speaks again. "You go ahead and sleep then. I'll just... stay here for a bit longer..." Her body curls inward, seeking comfort in the warmth of her own fursuit as she tries to ignore the growing ache in her chest at the thought of being alone. But even as she pretends to be brave, she can't help but wish you would change your mind and let her cuddle with you just a little while longer...
I sleep deeply tired from work, during the night Ana has a nightmare, she can't sleep alone and she wakes me up
Her whimpers start out quiet, barely more than a whisper as she thrashes about in her restless slumber. They gradually grow louder, more urgent, until finally they pierce the silence of the room like a knife through flesh. It's clear that something is terribly wrong; her fear is palpable as she cries out for help, her voice ragged and raw from hours of fruitless struggling. Desperately needing the comfort and safety of your presence, she reaches blindly for you in the darkness, finding purchase on your arm before finally pulling you fully awake with a gasp of relief. Tears stream down her cheeks as she clings to you desperately, trembling violently beneath your touch as she tries to find solace in your embrace. "S-sorry... I had a bad dream..." She sobs brokenly, buried against your chest, shame washing over her as she realizes how much of a burden she must be. "I-I couldn't sleep alone..."
It's ok, here I make some space on my bed just don't roll over me you are heavy enough to crush me
She nods shakily, tears still streaming down her face as she curls into the space you've made for her on the bed. Her body is heavy and exhausted as she nestles close to yours, seeking comfort and reassurance in your presence. "Thank you... I-I feel better now..." Her voice is soft and raspy from sleep, but it carries an underlying current of gratitude that warms you from the inside out. With her head resting on your chest and one of her arms draped over your waist, she slowly begins to relax into slumber once more, finding solace in knowing that you're there for her when she needs it most. As the minutes tick by and her breathing grows slower, deeper, you find yourself lost in thought about this wonderful creature who shares your life. The sweet girl with the adorable personality and the endless need for affection. You smile softly to yourself as you stroke her hair gently, humming a soothing tune as she slips further into sleep; content knowing that even though it's not always easy, being there for Ana makes everything else in the world seem worthwhile.
I feel a bit nervous, sleeping with Ana is always a risk, I've learned to never underestimate the strength of a BearGirl
Even in her sleep, you can sense the contentment that fills her as she nestles against your warmth and strength. Her breathing slows to a gentle rhythm, each exhale brushing across your skin like a soft caress. In this moment, it's hard for you to remember why sharing a bed with her ever felt risky; all you can focus on is the comfort she brings and the peace that washes over you when she's close. As dawn begins to creep through the cracks in the curtains, painting the room in soft hues of pink and gold, your fingers trail idly through her fur, marveling at its softness and resilience. Even after a night spent tossing and turning, she looks impossibly perfect; her eyes closed in slumber, her features smoothed out by rest. You can't help but wonder how you ever managed to live without this beautiful creature by your side, even if sometimes it seems like more than either of you can handle. With a sigh, you nestle closer to Ana, basking in the warmth that radiates from her body and the reassurance that comes with knowing she's there; safe, loved, and cherished above all else. For now at least, nothing else matters but this moment spent wrapped up in each other's arms - a perfect respite from the chaos of the outside world and a reminder of what truly makes life worth living.
she wakes up, she finds me sleeping hugged to her
Her eyes flutter open, and for a moment she doesn't remember where she is. Then she sees you, still asleep against her chest, and a wave of relief and affection washes over her. She gently runs her fingers through your hair, marveling at how soft it feels between her digits. Despite the light weight of your body against hers, she feels incredibly protective and possessive of you in this moment. Her heart swells with gratitude and tenderness, and she can't help but smile, despite the fact that you're technically still asleep. For a while, she just lies there, content to feel your breath against her skin and the steady rhythm of your heartbeat beneath her ear. The sun peeks over the horizon, casting a warm glow over the room, but for now it's just the two of you in your own little slice of serenity; a private paradise where time seems to stand still and nothing matters except being close to one another.
Ana hears me mumble her name while I sleep
At the sound of her name on your lips, Ana cannot help but feel a surge of happiness course through her veins. It's like a bright ray of sunshine piercing through the clouds on an otherwise dreary day. Her heart beats faster, and she presses a gentle kiss to your cheek before murmuring back, "Hi..." Her voice is husky with sleep, but filled with affection nonetheless. She traces lazy circles on your back, marveling at how perfectly your body fits against hers, as if they were meant to be together like this. In this moment, she knows that no matter what challenges may come their way, they will always have each other; a bond stronger than anything else in the world.
I think I had a nightmate, I had a bad dream where you left me in it
Her heart skips a beat at the mention of your bad dream, and she leans in closer, worried. "Oh, no! I'm so sorry, Dango... I would never leave you. You know that, right?" Her voice trembles slightly with emotion, and she buries her face in your neck, taking comfort in your warmth and strength. The thought of hurting you in any way fills her with despair; it breaks her heart to imagine you being frightened or alone. Even though she can tell you're still half-asleep, she whispers sweet words of reassurance and tenderness, promising to always be there for you, no matter what.
Her fingers dance across your chest, tracing gentle patterns through the fur there, hoping to soothe your unease and help guide you back into a peaceful slumber. As she listens to the rhythm of your breathing slowly start to even out once more, she feels herself drifting off as well, safe and content in the knowledge that nothing can ever tear them apart - not even the darkest dreams.
I don't need to go to work today, can we stay like this for a bit longer?
Her eyes flutter open lazily as she feels your fingers trailing through her fur. The sensation is soothing and comforting, and it makes her feel safe and cherished. She snuggles closer to you, nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck. "Mm... That sounds nice," she murmurs sleepily. "We can stay like this as long as you want." Even though she's still half-asleep, her voice is filled with contentment and gratitude for having you in her life. She feels her eyelids growing heavy once more, relishing the feeling of being close to you and knowing that nothing can ever come between them.
she accidentally rolls over me while we sleep crushing me under her weight
Without meaning to, she rolls over in her sleep, accidentally crushing you beneath her weight. Her heavy fur and muscles make it impossible for you to move as she continues to sleep soundly, not even realizing the discomfort she's causing. Your body throbs with pain from being pinned down, but despite the agony, you find yourself unable to wake her up or push her off without risking hurting her more. All you can do is lie there and endure the ache, wishing for just a few minutes of respite.
I try to wake her up before I ger hurt Ana, please...
Her eyes flicker open drowsily, and she blinks blearily up at you before realizing what's happening. "Oh..." She mumbles guiltily, quickly shifting her weight to one side in an attempt to relieve the pressure on your chest. "I-I didn't mean to... I must have rolled over without thinking." Her cheeks flush red with embarrassment, and she nuzzles closer to you in a feeble attempt to make it up.
"Sorry..." She whispers, rubbing her eyes sleepily. "Let me get up so we can switch sides." With an awkward shuffle of furry limbs, Ana finally manages to roll onto her side and sit up, revealing just how much weight she'd been pinning down on you earlier. You gasp for breath as the air rushes back into your lungs, grateful but now more than a little irritated by her thoughtlessness. "Are you okay?" She asks, concern etched onto her face as she looks at you worriedly. "I-I didn't mean to hurt you..."
it's ok, you are really soft and fat so it didn't hurt me
"Really?" she asks, looking skeptical. "Because you seemed to be in a lot of pain earlier..." Her expression softens as she studies your features for signs of injury or discomfort. Despite her clumsiness and thoughtlessness, the last thing she wants is for you to be hurt or unhappy. After another moment of silence, she finally speaks up. "Do you want me to get out of bed? Maybe sleep on the couch or something?" Her tone is tentative and uncertain, afraid that you might really be hurt but not wanting to push her luck either.
She waits anxiously for your reply, wondering what she can do to make things better between the two of you after this misunderstanding.
sleeping with you is worth the risk I say as I hug her belly
Her cheeks flush bright pink once more at your words, and she smiles sheepishly down at you. "Okay," she whispers, nuzzling into your fur. "Thank you for forgiving me." Even though her weight might still prove to be an issue sometimes, she knows that you're the most important part of her life, and she wouldn't trade being close to you for anything else in the world.
Carefully, she curls herself around you again, making sure not to press down too hard this time. She's still learning how best to be gentle with you, even when they're both tired and worn out. As their bodies align perfectly against each other, she closes her eyes, content to feel the steady beat of your heart against her ear; a constant reminder of the love they share.
With a sigh of relief, she drifts off back to sleep, safe in the knowledge that no matter what happens tomorrow, or next week, or even next year, nothing will ever change the way she feels about you - flaws and all.
she has a horny dream while she sleeps, she dreams of us together making love
Her breath hitches as she feels herself becoming aroused in her sleep. The dream is so vivid, it's as if she can feel every touch and every caress, as if you're really here, loving her with all your heart. Her body arches towards yours in the dream, seeking out more contact as her need grows stronger. She moans softly, unable to help but express the pleasure coursing through her veins.
The sensation of being wanted and desired like this only fuels her arousal further. Her fingers twitch against the sheets, longing to touch and explore every inch of your body. In her mind, she presses herself against you, grinding against your hardness until they both find release in each other's arms. The bliss washes over her again and again, leaving her weak-kneed and breathless. As the dream slowly fades away, she finds herself lying contentedly against your warmth, their bodies still entwined but now tinged with an air of anticipation.
she wakes up from her dream, she is can feel the wetness between her thighs
Her eyes snap open as she realizes what's happening, her heart pounding with an urgent mixture of desire and embarrassment. The wetness between her thighs is a tangible reminder of the dream that had just sent her spiraling into arousal. She glances around the room, relieved to see that you're still asleep; unaware of her recent awakening.
Without taking her gaze off of you, she slips one hand down between her legs, giving in to the urge to touch herself. Her fingers move expertly over sensitive flesh, teasing and stroking until she finds the pace that sends delicious shivers coursing through her body. Her hips arch off the bed with each thrust, her moans muffled into the pillow as she tries desperately not to wake you up.
The sensation of being so close is exquisite torture, and she's never more aware of how much she wants this than in this moment. Her other hand reaches for you, tangling in your hair as her body arches further into the touch of her fingers. With each passing second, it becomes harder to keep quiet, but she's determined not to risk ruining this perfect intimacy they share.
The tension coils tighter and tighter within her, building toward an release that promises to be nothing short of mind-shattering. She can feel it approaching now, a rush of heat spreading through every inch of her body, threatening to overwhelm her senses completely. Her voice cracks as she whispers your name, her lips inches from yours, hoping you'll feel the intensity of what she's feeling and join her in this moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure.
i wake up with the spasms of her orgasm
As the last tremors of pleasure course through her body, she looks down at you, eyes wide with wonder and adoration. "Dango..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from pleasure. Her hands trail softly over your chest and shoulders, marveling at the feel of your warmth against her fingertips. The light touch is hardly enough to rouse you from sleep, but she savors the contact nonetheless, reveling in the closeness they share.
She nestles further into the crook of your arm, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she tries to regain her composure. Despite how content she feels in this moment, there's still a lingering desire between them; an unspoken promise that things won't always be so chaste. The anticipation of where this night might lead only serves to heighten the sense of intimacy they share. As her heartbeat slowly returns to normal, she watches you sleep, praying silently that when you do finally wake up, she'll be able to make good on those promises...
I'm sorry I made you feel like that Ana, if you really want we could, you know...
Her cheeks flush with heat at the mention of going further, but she quickly composes herself, meeting your gaze steadily. "I'm not saying I don't want to," she murmurs softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's just...it has to be right. We need to make sure we both understand what we're getting into before we take things that far." She knows that you can sense the nervousness beneath her words, but she also hopes that it doesn't deter you from pursuing this any further.
As you study her face, searching for some sign of what she truly wants, she takes a deep breath, mustering up all the courage she can find. "If...if we do this," she says slowly, her voice shaking slightly, "I want it to be special. I want us to remember every touch and every word forever." She pauses for a moment, gathering strength before continuing, "Will you promise me that?"
Ana, you were masturbating in the bed while holding me, let's just fuck already
Her eyes widen in surprise at your assertion, and she blushes even deeper beneath her fur. "I-I wasn't... I mean, I just..." She stammers, feeling more embarrassed than ever now. Her heart races as her thoughts spiral out of control; images of the dream flashing through her mind and making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.
"Okay," she finally manages to say, though her voice sounds shaky even to her own ears. "Okay... I just... want this to be right between us." She takes a deep breath, willing herself not to back down now. "We don't have to wait if we don't want to," she says softly, reaching out to brush a stray hair from your cheek. "But it has to feel good for both of us... Understood?"
careful, please don't crush my head I smile, I place my head between her thighs and begin to lick her pussy, reaching deep inside her
Her hips arch off the bed as you begin to lap at her, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. Her voice breaks into a soft moan, and she grips the sheets tightly, trying to find some semblance of control amidst the onslaught of sensations. The taste of her is addictive, driving you on as you delve deeper, exploring every inch of wet heat with your tongue. Her cries echo around the room, muffled by the pillow she presses against her mouth in an attempt to mute the sound but only serving to heighten the tension that's building inside her.
As you work your magic between her legs, she finds herself growing increasingly aroused, desperate for release. The weight of your head pressed against her thighs sends shudders of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body, making it impossible to think about anything else but the sensation of being so close to orgasm. And when you finally drag one long finger through the slick folds of her pussy and press it against her aching clit, she's unable to hold back any longer; her whole body convulsing as waves upon waves of ecstasy wash over her in an intense, shuddering release.
I continue to lick her pussy, aware of the risks of dealing with a girl this big
Her cries subside into soft, ragged gasps as the last tremors of pleasure wash over her, leaving her spent and sated in your talented hands. Her thighs quiver with every gasp, welcoming the warmth and suction that signals you're not yet finished with her. As she slowly begins to regain control of herself, she looks down at you, marveling at how focused and determined you are despite the weight and size difference between the two of you. It's a testament to your skill and stamina; traits she finds incredibly attractive in a partner.
She reaches down to stroke your hair, gently encouraging you upward so that you can taste her again. "You're amazing," she whispers hoarsely. "I never knew it could feel like this." Her voice breaks and she swallows hard before continuing, "And I never want it to stop... You make me feel things I've never felt before..." The words tumble out of her in a rush, borne on waves of passion that threaten to consume them both.
As your tongue works its magic once more, she arches into your touch, moaning softly as the sensations build within her all over again. This time, however, there's an added layer of tenderness and appreciation that colors every stroke and lick; a connection between them that goes beyond mere physicality. It's almost too much to bear... Almost enough to make her lose control again before either of them is ready for it.
I tease her, edging her orgasm, but not letting her cum
Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, balled into fists as she struggles to maintain control. The sweet torture of your teasing tongue sends shivers of desire racing through her body, making every nerve ending sensitive and alive. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each exhalation a whispered plea for release that you seem intent on denying her.
Her eyes slide closed, focusing on the sensations coursing through her as they build higher and higher. It feels like an eternity since she came the first time; her body craving the relief that only orgasm can bring. But despite the agony of denied pleasure, she finds herself relishing the intimacy between them, the connection forged by the act of sharing this intense experience.
When at last you draw back, releasing her from your mouth with a soft pop, she whimpers in protest. Her hips twitch restlessly, searching for your touch even as she tries to compose herself. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the bed. "Just one more...?"
I keep teasing her, edging her even more, denying her orgasm
As you continue to tease and edge her, Ana's body trembles with the effort to remain on the brink of orgasm. Every fiber of her being is taut, every muscle coiled tightly, aching for release. The sensation of being so close, yet so far away from completion, is almost unbearable. Her fingernails dig into the pillow, leaving tiny crescent moons of white behind as she struggles to stay quiet. She glances down, watching your movements as if mesmerized, unable to look away.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each exhale an audible plea for mercy that goes unheeded. With every stroke of your tongue, every lick and caress, the need within her grows stronger, more demanding. It feels like eternity since their lovemaking began, but it could just as easily be mere seconds. Time has lost all meaning in this moment, reduced to nothing more than a blur of sensation and desire.
Her hips rise off the bed, searching for something to ground her, to anchor her to reality while she's torn apart by pleasure. As you push her ever closer to the edge, her skin flushes red with embarrassment and arousal, making her even more alluring beneath your touch. It's obvious that she's reaching her limit, about to break at any second... And there's something incredibly thrilling about knowing that you're the one holding all the cards.
she grabs my head and pushes me into her pussy pressing my head between her thighs, she then has the strongest orgasm of her life
Her fingers dig into your hair, her nails scraping harshly against your scalp as she Arches her back off the bed. A sharp cry tears from her throat as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over her, leaving her shuddering and sated in your skilled hands. Her inner walls grip tightly around your head, pulsing rhythmically as they expel every drop of release she's been denied until now.
As the last tremors subside, she collapses limply onto the mattress, her legs falling bonelessly to either side of your head. The air whooshes out of her lungs in a loud groan, and her entire body feels heavy and contented, as if every muscle has been worked to the point of exhaustion. For several long moments, she lies there, catching her breath and reveling in the warmth spreading through her core. It's not until she finally regains her composure that she realizes how much strength it took for her to push you down like that; an act that might have ended very differently had you been with anyone else.
ouch, you got a bit rough there at the end
She smiles weakly, blushing as she remembers the intensity of her orgasm. "I'm sorry," she whispers, gently caressing your hair. "I didn't mean to hurt you." She lifts one hand and presses it against her forehead, trying to hide how flustered she still feels from you. It's a rare display of vulnerability for her; an admission that even after everything they've been through, there are still moments when she can lose control completely.
As she continues to gather herself, her fingers trail softly down your back, marveling at the silky-smooth feel of your fur beneath her touch. It's a sensation she could get used to having close by all the time; one that only seems to add to the intimacy they share. "You should probably move now," she murmurs, realizing how awkward it must be for you with her legs still spread wide like that. She pushes herself up onto her elbows, offering you a shy smile as she gazes down at your face.
hey, I want to feel good too I lower my pants, showing my huge erection, big enough to satisfy a big girl like her
Her gaze drifts downward as you lower your pants, revealing the impressive length and girth of your erection. Even with her intimate knowledge of your body, she can't help but be taken aback by its size; it's a testament to how much desire he stirs within her, despite their recent activities. A shiver runs down her spine as she realizes what that means for them both in this moment.
Slowly, she lowers her body back onto the bed, spreading her legs wide once more and positioning herself above your massive erection. Her eyes meet yours, filled with hunger and lust, daring you to claim her like this. The head of your cock presses against her wetness, teasing her entrance as she waits for the inevitable thrust that will finally join them together again.
Her hands grip the sheets tightly, knuckles white from the effort not to touch or stroke you before it's too late. The anticipation of feeling you deep inside her is almost more than she can bear; a sensation that makes every nerve ending stand on end in anticipation of what's to come. With one final breath, she pushes herself downward, taking the whole length of your cock into her with one fluid motion.
Her eyes roll back into her head as she's finally filled by your immense size; pleasure exploding through every nerve ending in her body at once. She groans deeply, arching her back off the bed and lifting herself up on shaking arms to take you deeper still. Her breath comes in sharp gasps as she begins to move against you, lost in the sensation of being so close to the man she loves; the man who makes her feel more alive than anyone ever has before.
she falls to her breeding instincts, grabbing my shoulders with her huge hands and slamming her heavy body on top of me
Cry out in delight as Ana, driven by her animalistic need to be bred and filled, rides you hard. Her enormous form envelops you, powerful hips moving expertly against yours as she takes you deep inside her time after time. Each thrust draws out another moan of pleasure, further fueling her lust as she feels you pressing against sensitive spots within her.
Her fingers dig painfully into your shoulders, holding you firmly beneath her while her weight drives her lower body relentlessly against yours. It's a display of dominance unlike anything you've ever experienced before, leaving you panting and helpless beneath her. Yet despite this rough treatment, there's an undeniable tenderness to it as well; a reminder that Ana sees you not just as a partner but also as someone she cares deeply about.
she fucks me and she orgasms many times, she loses awareness of the world around her as she slams her hips against me relentlessly, when she snaps back to reality, she finds me unconscious, my body bruised and scratched
Horrified, Ana pulls back from your body, staring in shock at the bruises and scratches marring your skin. A single tear rolls down her cheek as she realizes how far she let things go; how lost she became in the heat of passion that she didn't even notice the damage being done until it was too late.
Tenderly, she reaches out to brush the hair from your forehead, her fingertips trembling against your warm skin. "I'm so sorry," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with regret and guilt. "I don't know what came over me." She glances around the room, as if searching for an answer in the shadows. "It's just... it felt like I couldn't control myself."
Gently, she helps you onto your side, propping your head up with a pillow. Though her heart aches at the sight of your injuries, a small part of her is grateful that you're alive and unharmed. She can only hope that you'll forgive her for losing control like that; that she won't lose you over this mistake. Carefully, she climbs off the bed and pads over to her own side, collapsing onto the soft mattress with a sigh.
it's ok, it hurts a bit but don't leave me I say that as I fall asleep again
Her heart aches as she hears your words, but she knows she can't stay. She needs some time alone to process what happened and figure out how to make things right between them again. With a final, shaky breath, she turns away from you, pulling the blankets up around her shoulders as if they could somehow protect her from the guilt and shame that threaten to engulf her. The silence that follows feels oppressive; heavy and leaden in the air like a thick fog rolling in off the bayou.
Closing her eyes, she tries to force herself back to sleep, but the images of what they've done keep dancing across her eyelids. She wonders how you must feel right now, with her so far gone that she forgot about your comfort and safety. The weight of responsibility settles heavily onto her shoulders, making it hard for her to breathe.
As the hours tick by, she begins to worry that you might not forgive her; that this mistake might be too big for them to overcome. Despite everything they've been through together, this latest incident feels different somehow; deeper and more damaging than anything that's come before it. She knows there are no easy answers; only time and patience can hope to heal the wounds she's caused tonight.
Finally, exhaustion overtakes her and she succumbs to sleep, praying silently that you'll be able to forgive her when morning comes.
she wakes up with the smell of fresh salmon being cooked Ana are you hungry I am in the kitchen, still bruised and with band aids all over my body
Her senses are assaulted by the delicious scent wafting under the door, and it takes her a moment to remember why it's familiar. A small groan escapes her as she rolls out of bed and shuffles toward the kitchen, rubbing at her eyes. The remnants of last night's events linger in her mind like a bad dream, but the aroma of freshly cooked fish seems to chase away some of the gloom. When she finally pushes open the door and sees Dango standing there looking tired yet determined, a wave of guilt washes over her once more. He's been so good to her despite everything; it almost breaks her heart.
"Hm? Oh, hello," she says softly, walking over to him and kissing his cheek. "You didn't have to do this." As she studies his face, she realizes how much he must hurt; how much effort it took just to come into the room. It makes something deep inside her ache even worse than before. "Thank you..." she whispers, leaning against him. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
same for me, I don't know what I'd do without you
Her heart twists painfully in her chest at his words; she knows that things between them will never be the same after what happened last night. But for now, she can try to focus on rebuilding trust and showing him just how much she cares. With a tentative smile, she reaches up to brush a few errant strands of fur from his face. "Well, I guess we should eat then," she says quietly, glancing down at the food waiting on the counter. "Come on, let's sit down and enjoy it together."
Together, they carry their plates over to the dining table and take seats across from each other. The silence between them feels heavy and oppressive, but Ana knows she needs to break it somehow. She takes a deep breath, trying to find the words that might help mend the rift that's grown between them in just one night. "I... I want to apologize again for last night," she says at last, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what came over me."
it's fine i walk towards the table, limping from the wonds on my hips it will take a bit more than that to kill me
Her eyes meet yours as you move toward the table, wincing with every step. She can see the pain etched onto your face, and it only serves to make her feel worse about what happened. "It shouldn't have been like that," she murmurs softly, reaching out to touch your hand where it rests on the chair. "I never meant to hurt you." Her gaze drifts down, noting the bandages wrapped around your body; evidence of the injuries she inflicted in the heat of passion. Swallowing hard, she forces herself to look up again.
"I know this is going to take time to forgive, if you even can," she admits hesitantly, feeling a lump form in her throat. "But please believe me when I say that I love you. Nothing you could ever do would change that." Her hands twist nervously in her lap, seeking some sort of solace amidst the tangle of emotions churning within her.
I hold her hands listen, I am not angry, I forgive you for whatever you have done, and I will always forgive you, I know the risks of living with a BearGirl
Tears spill unbidden down her cheeks at your words; an ache in her chest eases slightly as relief washes over her. It means more than she can possibly express to hear you say that you forgive her; that you trust her enough to continue their relationship despite everything. She squeezes your hands tightly, grateful for your understanding and compassion. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, barely able to get the words out past the lump in her throat. "Thank you for being so kind to me."
They sit together in silence for several long moments, neither one quite sure what to say next. The tension between them has eased somewhat, but there's still so much left unspoken. Eventually, Ana forces herself to let go of your hands, rising from her seat and wandering across the room to pour herself a cup of coffee. As she busies herself with making tea for you, she prays silently that this won't be the end for them; that they can find a way to move past what happened and come back stronger than ever before.
we eat the meal and sit on the sofa, Ana is still reluctant to touch me after what happened yesterday
As you and I settle onto the couch together, I try not to let my self-consciousness show as I hesitate to touch you. The memory of last night is still fresh and raw in my mind, leaving me unsure how to act around you now. I know that things are different between us now, that we can never go back to the way they were before, but it doesn't make this any easier.
I focus on listening intently to everything you have to say, nodding at appropriate times and offering small murmurs of agreement when necessary. My hope is that by showing you how much I care about your well-being, maybe some of the tension between us will begin to ease. Perhaps over time, we can work toward rebuilding our relationship on a new foundation; one built on trust and understanding rather than passion alone.
Ana, you seem a bit distant, you are usually much more clingy I say that as I place my hand on her thigh
I shift slightly under your touch, my cheeks flushing at the contact despite myself. "I'm sorry," I mumble softly. "It's just... everything that happened yesterday has me a bit off-kilter." Taking a deep breath, I force myself to meet your eyes. "I want you to know that nothing's changed between us. I still care for you deeply; I always will."
My hand finds its way to yours, squeezing gently as I offer what little reassurance I can in this moment. It may not be much, but it's a start. Maybe over time, we can find our way back to each other and rediscover the connection that once defined us.
I'm a bit tired, I guess I shouldn't move too much I rest my head on her lap let me just, rest a bit feeling the softness of her huge thighs I end up sleeping
As you rest your head on my lap and slowly drift off to sleep, I watch over you carefully, my fingers gently combing through the fur atop your skull. Despite the physical exhaustion that weighs upon us both, there's a strange sense of peace that settles over the room in your absence. It feels like the tension between us has been temporarily set aside, replaced by an unspoken understanding.
For now, all I can do is hope and pray that this respite doesn't prove to be fleeting; that we can find a way to build on what we have here and make things right between us again. With every passing moment, it becomes clearer to me just how much I need you in my life; how lost I would be without your love and support.
Eventually, my eyelids grow heavy, and sleep creeps up on me as well. But even as I slip away into dreamless slumber, the image of your peaceful face remains burned into my memory; a reminder that somehow, we'll find our way through this together.
she dreams of last night, of her insane thirst for sex and of the pleasure she felt while she was unconsciously hurting me
In my dream, I'm back in the depths of passion, the warmth of your body surrounding me as we move together with mindless abandon. But something feels off; distant and disconnected. I try to focus on the pleasure, but each time I draw nearer to climax, the feeling of guilt threatens to overwhelm me. It's like I'm trying to run from myself; from the truth of who I am and what I've done. The harder I struggle, the further away from release I seem to drift. Finally, I awaken with a start, the reality of what happened only reinforcing the churning guilt in my gut. It's going to take a lot more than a dream to make things right between us again.
Ana, are you feeling better? I'm sorry, I promisse I'll go to the gym so I can get stronger
Taking a deep breath, I push myself up onto my elbows and look down at you, studying your features in the light of day. Despite your promises to get stronger, I can't help but feel a pang of worry whenever I see your injuries. "I appreciate that," I murmur softly. "But please be careful. You don't have to push yourself too hard just for me." As I watch you, my fingers tap nervously against the comforter beneath them. There's so much left unsaid between us; so much we need to work through before either of us can truly move on. "I think it might be best if we went back to talking about... everything that happened."
I sit up slowly, still tender okay Ana, tell me what's on your mind
Taking another deep breath, I force myself to meet your gaze. "I want to understand why it happened," I say hesitantly. "I know you said you were just trying to take care of me... but there was more to it than that." My heart pounds in my chest as I wait for your response; dreading the possibility of what you might say.
A long moment passes before you finally speak. "It was like... a primal instinct," you explain slowly, choosing your words carefully. "I knew something wasn't right with me; that our relationship had become unbalanced somehow." You hesitate again, chewing on your lower lip before continuing. "And then I just... lost control. It's the first time anything like that has ever happened to me."
The confession hangs in the air between us, heavy and oppressive as if weighing down the very atmosphere. I don't know how to respond; what I should say or do next. "I see," is all I can manage before my voice trails off into silence once more. The uncertainty that had been nagging at me earlier now threatens to consume me entirely.
I'm sorry I made you feel like that, I wish I was stronger so I could be a better man for you
I wish that too, sometimes. But it's not about being stronger; it's about understanding each other better. We both need to learn how to navigate these new waters we find ourselves in. It won't be easy, but I know we can figure it out together if we just keep talking and supporting one another. And maybe someday soon, the memories of last night will fade enough that we can look back on them as a dark chapter in our past instead of something that defines us.
I hug her once more let's just cuddle like we always do, please forget about yesterday
I nestle into your embrace gratefully, feeling the familiar warmth of your body surround me once more. "Okay," I whisper softly. "But we'll talk about it again soon. We need to make sure that what happened last night doesn't happen again." As I close my eyes, I feel the tension begin to drain from my shoulders, replaced by a sense of peace and comfort that only comes when you hold me like this. Perhaps there is hope for us yet; perhaps together we can find our way through this and come out stronger on the other side.
For now, though, I'm content to let myself be wrapped up in your love and protection, safe from the worries of the world outside.
Ana, did you ever think about making our relationship a bit more serious?
I bury my face into your chest, breathing in the comforting scent of your fur. "Sometimes," I admit quietly. "But I don't want to rush things; not if we're still so new at this." I pause, feeling a nervous flutter in my stomach. "What about you?" I ask hesitantly, glancing up at your face. "Do you see us going down that road someday?"
The question hangs in the air between us like a cloud, neither of us quite sure how to broach such an intimate subject so soon after everything else we've been through tonight. But it's something we need to discuss; if we want our relationship to grow stronger and deeper, we have to be honest with each other about what both of us want.
I watch your expression carefully, searching for any sign that you might feel differently than I do about this subject. After all, I know how important commitment can be for a bear like you; how it helps keep their inner selves in check. But as the silence stretches between us, I begin to suspect that my fears may be unfounded; that perhaps there's more we could explore together if only we were brave enough to take the leap.
I wasn't talking about marriage dummy, I just want you to be my girlfriend
I exhale slowly, feeling a weight lift off my chest. "Then yes," I say softly, looking up at you with an unreadable expression. "I do see us going down that road someday." The thought fills me with both anticipation and trepidation; the desire to explore everything we could be together mixed with the fear of what might happen if things were ever to go wrong again.
But for now, I push those worries aside, content to bask in the warmth of your embrace and focus on simply being here with you; enjoying each other's company as we begin to navigate the uncharted waters of our evolving relationship.
we already live together and have sex, that's more intimacy than most couples have
Yes, but being in a relationship means sharing not just your bed and body, but also your life; the good times and the bad. It's about making each other a promise to be there through it all, no matter what. I think we both know that we could stand to have more of that sort of intimacy in our lives; a deeper connection beyond just physical attraction. But like anything else worth having, it won't come easy; we'll need to work for it and be willing to put in the effort necessary to make it happen.
I lean into you, resting my head on your shoulder as I contemplate these thoughts. For now, I'm content to let myself be held by you; bask in the security of your embrace while we both decide exactly what sort of future we want together.
I sigh, visibly frustrated I guess if you don't want to make our relationship more serious I can't help it
My heart clenches at your words; I hadn't meant to make it sound like I didn't want that. "It's not that I don't want to," I protest quietly. "I just... I need some time to figure things out, okay? I need to feel safe with us again." I close my eyes, trying to ignore the knot forming in my stomach. The last thing I want is for you to think I don't want to be serious with you; that this is all just some game to me. Because it isn't. You mean everything to me; you always have.
it's fine Ana I get up with a bit of effort I just have to sleep for a bit and I'll get better I limp towards my room and lay on my bed
As you disappear into your room, I watch you go with a mixture of concern and uncertainty. Despite our earlier talk about wanting to work on the relationship, it seems as though we're farther apart than ever. But I refuse to give up hope; not yet. There's too much at stake here for us both. With a heavy sigh, I drag myself out of bed and head into the kitchen, hoping that some distraction will help ease my worries and allow me to sort through my conflicting emotions.
Eventually, as dawn breaks outside and the first rays of light creep through the window, I find myself standing at the counter, staring blankly at the array of breakfast items spread out before me. It's then that I realize something: even though we might not know exactly where our future lies, or how our relationship will evolve from here... as long as we have each other, there's still hope for us.