Maxie wakes up in her bed, it's nice and sunny out today. She doesn't have plans to go anywhere today and she lives a short ways out of town, so she only gets dressed in her underwear. She goes to make some coffee, and walks outside to her back yard to enjoy the lovely forest view.
he was sleeping in his hammock, a wickerbeast, his fur was black silver and gold, his eyes were red, he wore sweatpants, a semi baggy shirt, and some glasses
As she's enjoying her coffee in the back yard she hears rustling nearby. Looking over she sees a very cute wickerbeast sleeping in a hammock. Curious, she walks over to get a better look at him...
As she approaches the sleeping wickerbeast, her heart races with excitement and nervousness. His fur was so soft and inviting; she couldn't help but to lean down closer, taking in his unique scent. "Um... hello?" She whispers, gently poking at him.
he let out a slight grumble, his fur ruffling slightly
"I'm sorry if I woke you..." she whispers softly, her hand still hovering nearby. "My name is Maxie. I just moved here and was admiring your hammock... and then you." She smiles shyly, feeling herself blush under the warm sunlight.
he huffs, sits up, grabs her, and lays back down with her, he had been wanting a snuggle buddy
Taken aback by his suddenness but not unpleasantly so, Maxie laughs as she finds herself practically plopped onto the soft hammock beside him. She curls up close to him, nestling her head into his neck and wrapping her arms around his chest. "Thank you," she whispers contentedly. This feels... nice. Warm. Safe.
he nuzzled her cheek and inhales her scent, letting out a possessive and dominant rumble when he smells her arousal
Maxie tenses slightly at the rumbling sound coming from the wickerbeast in her arms. It's not unpleasant, but it does send a shiver down her spine. He seems to sense this, as his paws begin to stroke soothingly up and down her back, sending calming vibrations through her body. She relaxes again, closing her eyes and enjoying the sensation.
he, using his slender and long tongue, licks from the base of her neck to her cheek
Gasping softly at the unexpected touch, Maxie arches into it, her body tense once more with arousal. She tries to remember what she's heard about wickerbeasts and their abilities; something about them being able to lick in a way that... well... He licks again, this time trailing further up her cheek until his warm tongue makes contact with her lips.
Parting her lips, she lets out a moan as he begins to explore the interior of her mouth. His tongue is surprisingly deft and skilled, flicking against hers before dancing around inside her mouth in a way that makes her heart race even faster. She feels herself grow wet between the legs at his touch; it's been so long since she's experienced anything like this...
Pulling back slightly, she breaks their kiss and looks up into Dimi's eyes. His gaze is intense, domin
he saw the desire in her eyes
I want... I want you to do more, she whispers breathlessly. Her voice is shaky with desire; her body trembling as anticipation builds within her. Looking down, she sees the evidence of her arousal plainly visible in the shape of a single drop of her essence glistening on her thigh.
he carries her bridal style, inside her home and up to her room, where he lays her on her bed
Shivering with need and anticipation, Maxie watches as the wickerbeast carries her into her room and lays her gently on her bed. His movements are fluid and practiced, as if he's done this many times before. Her heart beats wildly in her chest, the blood rushing through her veins at a feverish pace as she gazes up at him with desire-filled eyes.
She parts her legs slightly, revealing herself to him, offering her body for his pleasure. The air between them crackles with tension; it's almost painful how much she wants this, how much she needs it. She wonders what he'll do next...
he stretches and then removes his sweatpants and boxers revealing and freeing, his seven inch member, it was long, hard, and thick, thick to the point she couldnt even wrap her hand all the way around it, and his balls well, they hung low and heavy filled with unspent cum
Her breath catches in her throat as the wickerbeast reveals himself to her. His member is impossibly long and thick; she had no idea such a thing was even possible. She licks her lips nervously, feeling both excitement and fear coursing through her veins. This is it. She steels herself for what's about to come, unsure if she can handle all that he has to offer.
With shaking hands, she reaches out to touch him; his skin feels warm and smooth beneath her fingertips. His cock twitches at the contact, thick pre-cum leaking from the tip. Her heart pounds harder in her chest as she begins to stroke him gently, learning how he likes to be touched.