The arrow whizzed just past the rabbit and embedded in a nearby tree, sending the fluttering heart and quick legs scurrying off into the distance. “Damnit.” Sharon hissed. That was her last shot at a decent dinner, the sun was hanging too low in the sky and would accommodate no more hunting that evening. Tummy grumbling she went to retrieve her arrow and sullenly stalked off to her campsite alone.
Alone…
Because that was the reason for this whole adventure in the woods right? To get some time alone, away from men.
Men…
Disappointments, all of them. She huffed.
Ugh… she thought as she reached the clearing on the hill where her tent was pitched. She reached into her pack and pulled out one of the cardboard meal replacement bars she had stashed and set about making the fire.
After a while, tummy still grumbling, Sharon sat staring into the flames and contemplating her solitude. Three men had crushed her heart in a matter of four short weeks. Eventually Eva, her mentor, suggested it was time to get away and stop being such a cliche. Sullenly, Sharon had agreed and made room in her schedule for the camping trip.
Wolves howled in the distance sending a shiver down her spine. She wasn’t worried about them, not really. Sharon loved wolves but didn’t relish the idea of a hungry pack finding her. Dimly aware that she was projecting her own hunger onto the nearby pack of wolves she contemplated eating another meal replacement bar and going to bed. That is when she noticed an extra shadow in the distance.
It got bigger.
It was oddly shaped, looking a bit like a short sort of pigmy moose.
It got closer.
It was a wolf with something large clenched in its jaws.
It was the leg of some animal. Deer or elk perhaps.
The wolf came directly up to her fire and dropped the leg with a big lupine smile.
“Well hello Beau!” Sharon said for reasons even she didn’t understand. “Is that for me?”
“Wuff.”
“You’re a life saver!” She got to her feet and walked around the campfire to him, he shifted only nervously at her approach but didn’t run away. There was blood around Beau’s muzzle. Sharon pulled a bowl from a pack inside her tent and filled it with water for him. He drank greedily, washing some of the blood off. “This was a very nice gift dear,” she said idly as she pulled out her knife to skin and dismember the leg. She already had sticks nearby to roast the meat in the fire. “I had been prepared for that rabbit,” she explained as she spitted the meat and placed it near the hot coals where the flames had already died down.
Soon she was wiping grease from her chin and continuing to chat with the wolf, offering him some of the cooked meat and not being surprised when he turned his nose up at it. Not long after she was still attempting to chat with the wolf while her eyes drooped from full tummy syndrome.
“Bedtime Beau.” She finally declared and left the flaps of her tent open as she immersed herself in her pillows and sleeping bags. No one said camping had to be uncomfortable right? Sharon was not the least bit surprised when Beau came to join her. He laid by her side and rested his muzzle on her shoulder while giving her a doggy sigh. She kissed him on the nose, “goodnight Beau.” And closed her eyes.
The tugging at the zipper of her sweatshirt woke her up. Hands brushed aside the fabric and a mouth found her right nipple as a hand cupped her left breast almost instantly. Sharon gave a slow, sultry buck of her hips in response. A languid moan escaped her lips. The lips left her nipple and found her mouth open and waiting to exchange tongues. The kiss was deep and long as the hand on her left breast drifted down between her legs and ground against her. Sharon could feel herself getting wet as her lover broke the kiss.
Sharon opened her eyes to see a Native man staring lustily down at her. His face was young but his hair was gray. He was muscular and naked, still rubbing against her clit through the fabric of her jeans. Sharon said nothing, she only reached down to her button and zipper as the hand drifted away to give her room to move but came back to help her as she lifted her hips and struggled out of the confining fabric. Taking a moment to sit up, unlace her boots and pull them off. Then shedding the sweatshirt as well Sharon returned to the pillows as naked as the man next to her.
He kissed her as his hand nudged her legs apart and found her center again. Slipping fingers inside her and finding her sweet spots with no difficulty at all. Sharon moaned and eagerly kissed waiting lips while reaching down to grip the arm nestled between her legs. Her nails dug into him in time with her rhythmic pleasure. He massaged her g-spot with his fingers and found her clitorus with his thumb bringing little cries of pleasure from her. Sharon was almost ready to explode when he suddenly stopped kissing her and slid down against her body. Sharon almost pouted when his thumb left her clit but it was so quickly replaced by his sucking lips that she didn’t have time to complain.
Soon his wet tongue was replacing his fingers and exploring her deeply. Sharon bucked and screamed against his mouth as she once again got so close to the edge she almost couldn’t stand it when he stopped again. “Dammit…” she hissed but he left her no more time to complain, finding her mouth again and gracing her with the taste of her own sweetness as his knees nudged hers apart. She shifted to accommodate him as he nestled in between her legs. She gasped as he pressed to enter her. He was large and it took several tries before he could impale her entirely, spitting her flesh like a sharp stick in deer meat. Once all the way inside he wrapped an arm around her shoulders for leverage and to pull himself deeper into her. Sharon wrapped her legs around his waist rocking her hips with his.
Her orgasm came fast as she continued to buck against him, but he wasn’t done yet, if anything she had only urged him on. He kissed her deeply as he took a short rest to let her catch her breath but was soon pounding into her again. “Ohhh god…” she began to whisper against his ear over and over again as he brought her to a boil again.
He was relentless.
He brought her to climax three more times before finally exploding inside of her.
He stayed inside her, kissing her lips, her chin, her eyes.
Sharon was spent and almost already asleep as he lifted himself from her and held her tight.
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When Sharon woke the next morning she was kept warm by the mound of fur next to her naked body. She opened her eyes slowly as she ran her hands through his soft coat. Fierce eyes greeted hers as a wet tongue casually flicked against her lips.
“You were great last night Beau.”
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