What started as a casual visit to a friend had immediately turned into something more... intimate.
Wolf didn't know what it was that escalated his visit like this, he tried desperately to comb his mind for an answer, though with Diane's tongue lovingly teasing the inside of his mouth just made it a tad harder.
In the midst of his mind going haywire, he managed to remember a few snippets from before this moment; He remembered saying goodbye to his friends, he remembered the 20 minute drive to Diane's house...
He also remembered Diane opening the door... Wearing nothing but a bath robe...
After that everything went blurry.
He managed to find his bearings for a bit and broke away from the scantily dressed vixen.
"D-Diane, w-wait!"
She looked at him quizzically, "Why what's wrong?"
"What are we doing here?" He asked, like the answer weighed upon the fait of the world.
The vixen giggled at the male's disgruntled behavior, she found rather adorable. With him red as a beet and his tail wagging up a frenzy.
"I would assume we were making out, but I guess it's not to your liking?" She quipped.
He held up his paws, "Don't get me wrong, I'm having the time of my life, but why? Here? Now? With you?"
"With me?" She gestured to herself.
"Yeah you! In your kitchen, with your pots and pans and you in that devastatingly sexy bathrobe."
"Oh this old thing? Had this on the first day I moved here!" She giggled, as she ran her fingers down the fabric.
"Looks very comfy." Wolf commented.
She raised an eyebrow at him "Are you really trying to distract me?"
"I'm just..." He sighed as he ran a paw thri his head, "Trying to understand why? Not that I'm complaining, but just... Why?"
"Well," she started, "It's been awhile since I've seen you, Wolf. That entire year when you were in jail made me miss you."
He felt dumbfounded and admittedly, a little flattered.
"You... Missed me?"
"Yes," she refrained from looking at him, having suddenly taken an interest at her kitchen sink, "Being the Governor might sound glamorous, but at the end of the day I come home to an empty house."
She finally mustered the courage to look up at him, "With you and your friends I finally found some people who I feel like I can really talk to." She gave him a smile, "You in particular, I admittedly have grown a bit of a liking towards you."
"Oh..." What else could he have said? Here is quite possibly the most stunning woman he's ever met, telling him that she liked him.
"Well," he began, "I happen to have grown a bit of liking towards you too..."
There was a quiet pause and then ...
"Oh who the fuck am I kidding? You are without a doubt the most beautiful woman I've ever met, Diane."
"I'm sure you say to most women you meet," she quipped.
"Most women aren't capable of kicking my ass, but I'm sure you can."
She tilted her head at him, confused by the strange comment.
He then realized his mistake, "You know, that sounded a lot more romantic in my head."
She laughed, god it was music to his ears.
"So uhhh..." He awkwardly ran a paw through the back of his head, "About that coffee you invited me over for?"
The vixen sighed through a smile. Why was he so cute?
"I just got done shoving my tongue your throat and you still think we're having coffee?"
"Are we not having coffee?"
"Oh we are."
"Oh that's good, coz I- urk!"
He didn't notice in time, but her paw firmly graspped his tie. She pulled him down to meet her at eye level, being only a few inches taller than her, he didn't have to lean down to far.
She looked him dead in the eyes...
Her gaze was animalisticaly predatory in nature... Like a cat that's staring down her prey.
She drew him closer still pulling at his tie like a leash. And like the good boy he is, he followed her command.
She was then inches away from his ear, her breath tickled the hairs near his face, sending a shiver down his spine.
"We'll have the coffee..." she whispered, "Right after I fuck your brains out."
She had led him to her bedroom by his tie like a leash, though it wasn't like she needed to pull him along considering Wolf was practically floating as he followed her in.
She let go of his tie and walked over to the foot of her bed, with her back turned towards him, she slowly undid the knot that held her bath robe in place.
Diane's robe gently slid off her suple body and it lay crumpled around her feet.
Wolf hadn't noticed how dry his throat had been these past few minutes; swallowing a rough gulp, his hungry eyes roamed up and down her naked form.
Was it just him... Or is his pants starting to get tighter?
Diane soon turned around, she thanked whatever gods were listening that her fur was red, and it hid the blush that radiated on her cheeks.
"Well?" She started, "What do you think?"
He swallowed once more in order to talk, "I eh, uh..."
Wow, smooth... Real smooth.
Wolf's eyes darted almost immediately to her chest, Diane took note of this.
She chuckled at the state he was in, though she can admit she found it rather adorable.
"Don't just stand there, Wolfy," she teased before making his way towards him and grabbing him again by his tie.
"Make yourself comfortable." She whispered.
He didn't need to be told twice. He began buttoning down his shirt and shedding them off. And as he did that, Diane went back to the bed and sat down and at the moment, content with just watching the wolf strip naked in front of her.
She appreciates that he had some muscle, his outfit hides them well.
By then Wolf had stripped down to only his boxers, which did nothing to hide how aroused he was, he didn't move to hide that tent, it wouldn't help much.
"You're still over dressed." Diane scolded playful.
He could only chuckle, "Gimme a break here! Been a year since I got laid and I'm trying not to mess this up by being too eager."
"I haven't seen you in a year, I won't mind a bit of eagerness." She shot back, "Off with the boxers, Wolfy. You don't wanna tease a vixen too hard."
"Yes Ma'am", he chuckled. Then promptly pulling down his boxers, leaving him and his member to the thick bedroom air.
Diane had to stop herself from looking too excited, she felt her tail twitch but luckily she was able to compose herself.
"Now that's better," she smirked as she eyed him up and down.
Wolf gave her back a side smile before making his way towards the bed. As he got closer, Diane prompted to lay back down on the bed, letting him loom over her.
The vixen then wrapped her arms around Wolf's neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
It had been while, for both of them. The actions of sex were slowly coming back to them. They knew they both needed this. With them intertwined together intimately, bare naked and needy.
What a wonderful feeling it was.
It was Wolf who broke the kiss, causing the vixen to whine in annoyance.
Before Diane could protest, she felt the male's cold wet nose hit the side of her neck, the moment it made contact her breath hitched at her throat.
The nose gave way to his tongue, then his teeth, that have then proceeded to nip lovingly at her sensitive skin.
A labourd sigh escaped her.
"H-hah! Wolf!" She moaned.
The large lupine grinned mischievously, deciding to up the ante by moving a paw over her breast.
The pebbley texture of his paw pads rubbing against her nipple caused her to moan louder.
"W-Wolf, Mmmmhh," she had to admit, he was good, better than what she anticipated.
"Mhhm? What was that Ms. Foxington?"
He was teasing her, she knew. The way he said her last name.
It drove her nuts.
"More, please." She whined.
He didn't have to be told twice. He lowered himself just a bit, till his mouth reached her chest, with his lips hovering over her breasts.
He let loose his wet and warm tongue, allowing it to scrape over a taut nipple. He gauged his performance with a discreet side glance to Diane.
He didn't see much, but with the way the vixen was biting her lip, he can guess that he's doing something right. But he wasn't done.
With a free paw, he hovered over her pussy. Giving small tentative rubs on the outside folds. She was soaked, the fur around the area was practically drenched, so much so he could practically taste it in the air.
The mouth that was working her nipple had left suddenly. Though Diane didn't have to wonder where it went for too long, as she immediately felt it come back... Right in between her crotch.
She looked down to find Wolf had nuzzled himself between her powerful thighs, it was the most erotic image that she had ever seen.
"You are absolutely intoxicating." He growled. Something about it sent a shiver down the vixen's spine.
He then moved forward, nuzzling her clit with his nose. Liquid like pleasure hit her in waves causing her to arch her spine, all she could do was hold on for dear life and ride out the Lupine and his talented tongue.
Wolf felt paws a top of his head, pushing his mouth closer and tongue deeper into the vixen's folds. He acted in turn and picked up his pace, going so much as to rub a free thumb over her clit while as he ate her out.
This step proved to be useful as Diane had now began grinding against him.
Meanwhile Diane was in a hurricane of ecstasy, in a line of past lovers, she have never had one that had taken her needs seriously quiete like this. It was a wonderful feeling.
Pressure began to pool, fanning throughout her lower half. With each stroke she felt from Wolf's tongue, the feeling began to ebb closer. She wished to be pushed over the edge. She grabbed hold of his ears and didn't plan on letting go till she cums.
Wolf didn't mind for the most part. He wanted her to cum, it felt good to make her feel this way. He didn't dare slow down nor hasten his pace. He'll get her there.
And when she inevitably did, she howled his name into the warm bedroom air. Still holding his ears to keep his head in place, her grinding had come to a full stop, letting the waves of euphoria wash over her.
Wolf reveled at the taste of her. He had never experienced anything quite like it, he couldn't get enough of it. All his senses going haywire as it was flooded with everything that is Diane.
She was as he said before... Absolutely intoxicating.
When her orgasm finally calmed down, she let him go, but not before Wolf managed to get in a few more licks at her oversensitive entrance.
"Okay stop! Stop stop stop!" She pushed his snout away, "You're planning on wearing me out or something?"
Wolf smirked, his jowls damp with her juices, "Call it revenge for lying about the coffee."
She groaned "We'll have the coffee-"
"Right after you fuck my brains out, I know I know."
In a stroke of affection he started to trail kiss along the inside of her thigh, to which got him an appreciative moan from the vixen.
"No offense though, I don't see how you can effectively fuck my brains out when you feel like jello in my hands."
Not even a millisecond after he said that, the vixen's thighs closed around his neck like a bear trap.
"Urk! D-Diane."
The vixen sat up from the bed to look down at the struggling lupine.
"A year in jail and you still have an arrongance problem."
Wolf had never seen her look so menacing.
He felt the hold on his neck loosen, enough to let him get some air but not loose enough to keep him in place.
"Let's take care of that little problem today, shall we?"
"Oh mercy." He sighed. Anticipation pooling in his groin.
She shot him a smile, "Only good boys deserve mercy, Wolf."
In all his years operating on the opposite side of the law, Wolf was no stranger to... hairy situations.
Now though, he's not so sure.
But this moment was different. Maybe it's the scent of sex in the air, maybe it's the sound of Diane shuffling around near him doing who knows what (He really couldn't tell as he was blind folded).
Or maybe it's the unfamiliar feeling of the leather muzzle that forced his mouth shut.
It felt uncomfortable. But it's not like he could do anything about it being handcuffed to the bedframe and all.
But he somehow... Enjoyed it. He reveled at the feeling. Loved the anticipation.
What was going to happen? What was Diane going to do to him?
He felt weak, he felt... Inferior.
And he fucking loved it.
The anticipation was getting to him now. Naked, bounded and chained, his cock stood in full attention; leaking, hard and ready.
"Look at you, Wolfy." Teased Diane, "Not so smug now, hm?"
She too was naked, holding a riding crop in her hands, she tested its flexibility by bending it, satisfied by how sturdy it felt.
"How's that muzzle feel?" She asked.
No noise came from the bounded lupine, merely labored breathing and the occasional twitch from his erection.
"I take it you're loving it, then. I'm not hearing any complaints."
Wolf felt the bed shift slightly, then the rigid rubbery tip of Diane's riding crop, slowly crawling up the length of his cock.
"Oh what to do, what to do with this." She mused.
She loved how it reacted, twitching and throbbing in excitement, all for her.
In a moment of mischief, she oh so slightly struck the twitching member with her riding crop. Earning a pleasured whine from the bigger canine.
His cock twitched again, allowing a drop of pre to pool at the tip.
The mischievous vixen reveled at the reaction. The site of a male writhing in pleasure excited her. His member throbbing from the slight pain and pooling pre made her mouth water.
"Didn't think you'd enjoy it THAT much, Wolf."
Nothing to say again, just muffled breathing and slight whining.
It was met by a sudden sharp strike to his side with the crop, it was painful, but not unbearable. He could take it, he wanted to take it. He LOVED it.
Another strike came, now on his left thigh. The pain fanned out and scattered throughout the struck area, stinging his skin and fur.
Another strike came. Now on his belly.
Then another to his shoulder.
Then his shins.
His shoulders again.
His thighs again.
His feet.
His hands.
Each strike was just as painful as the next, yet he didn't mind. He took his punishment, he knew he deserved it.
Pretty soon he was LEAKING pre, so much so that it was nearly drenching his crotch with it. Dripping ever so slightly down to his balls.
He once again felt the tip of the well used riding crop running along the length of his member, it twitched in kind to the touch. He wished he could have more, he wanted the release.
Diane held the riding crop near her face, the tip was glistening, coated generously with pre. The scent was... Interesting.
Thoughtlessly she moved the tip to her lips and gave it a lick.
The taste was... Intoxicating.
She then discarded the riding crop to the side, she's not gonna need it anymore.
Wolf felt the bed shift in weight again.
Two warm paws grasped his cock firmly.
This caused Wolf to arch his back slightly, thankful and releaved to be feeling something good for once.
Diane watched the aching shaft twich against her touch. She absentmindedly gave it a squeeze, earning her a low moan from the bigger canine. More pre leaked from the tip, soaking her paws pads.
"You've been good to me so far, Wolfy." She whispered, "I'm good on my word, only good boys deserve mercy."
She then began stroking him with both her paws, "And you deserve a reward for being so well behaved."
As soon as Diane said those words, Wolf felt what he could only describe as the warmest and softest thing he ever felt on his cock. And it came in the form of the vixen's tongue ever so slowly trailing up the length of him; from his wet labored balls up towards his leaking tip, to which the vixen's mouth stayed there, letting his pre lather up against her pebbly tongue.
He tasted sweet to her, mostly. She couldn't get enough of it.
Without pause or ceremony she engulfed him. Letting herself get accustomed to his taste and admittedly his size.
'I wonder,' she mused to herself, 'If my throat would be able to handle something this big.'
She looked up at the blindfolded Wolf, she noticed that through his leather muzzle he was drooling and his breathing was more labored than before. Whines and gasps occasionally escaping his trapped maw.
It felt so liberating, having to make a male feel so receptive to her touch.
Wolf felt himself get taken in by her once more. He prided himself with his size, as any male like himself would, but with how Diane was taking him, deeper and deeper he felt worried that the vixen might overdo it and hurt herself.
And there, as if she were reading his mind, the vixen's mouth reared up then went down and in one fell swoop she devoured him entirely, from tip to base.
A loud audible whine escaped him, the warmth of the vixen's throat was heavenly, start forming around his blinded vision.
She stayed there for a moment, reveling in the pleasure that she gave him, before rearing up again, freeing him from her throat. Strands of hot spittle trailed along as she stood up from the bed.
"I think it's time to wrap this up, sweetheart. God knows you've been holding out for a while," she reached up to his face and began to unclasp the muzzle, "And we can't have that, can we? You poor thing."
When she fully got the muzzle off, Wolf let out a gasp, taking in some more air, panting and exhausted.
When Diane took away his blindfold the first thing he saw was Diane's beautiful face, looking at him affectionately.
"There he his." she smiled.
Diane leaned down and gave him a kiss, "How are you doing?"
"Kinda sore," he shook his bounded hands, "Think we can get these off?"
"No."
"Huh?"
Diane surprised him by suddenly straddling him, "We're not finished yet."
He could still see the lust in her eyes, oh yes... They were far from finished.
Diane started grinding herself against his cock, teasing slightly at him.
"Ever done this before?" She asked.
"Ghh... Yeah but...hah... I am not usually handcuffed when I do it."
Oh he wanted nothing more than to grab hold on of her hips for dear life but that's highly unlikely. Diane was still calling the shots here.
"This must be a novel experience for you then," she soon stopped grinding her hips and grabbed hold of his cock, guiding him towards her, within her.
"Diane, are we doing this without a condom, is that safe?" He asked.
To that she merely sent him a smirk, "You let me worry about that."
Without even a warning she lowered herself down, taking him in her.
They both let out a gasp, more so Diane. She hasn't taken a male his size before, it's going to be a challenge, and she knew she'd end up sore after all of this is done.
But who cares? That's for future Diane to deal with.
Wolf however was in cloud 9 as hot liquid warmth cascaded upon him, "Are you okay?" He asked through the fog of pleasure.
"I'm okay, I'm fine," she took a pause to adjust herself, "You're gonna wear me out, Sweetheart."
"Am I hurting you?"
"Aww you're sweet," she carresed his face with a paw, "Save the talking for later."
She then secured herself by rooting her paws on his chest, "You're not leaving this bed until you put a litter in me."
Without even waiting for him to respond she started moving. Up and down, slow and steady.
Only then picking up her pace when she found a comfortable rhythm.
All Wolf could do was grit his teeth and take the onslaught. He felt her grip on his cock and it was absolutely heavenly. Warm, tight and wet, he didn't know if he could even last a minute.
Diane has had lovers before, but nothing quite like this. He was hitting places inside her that she had forgotten were there, she has never felt so full, so warm... So complete. It made her weak at the thought of him finishing inside her, breeding her.
Soon her arms gave out and she just resorted to lay her upper half on his torso, her nose nestled warmly against his neck.
"Come for me, Wolfy." She ordered, nearly begged.
Never to disappoint the vixen, he took what strength he had his legs and thrusted upwards. The bed at this point was creaking and whining from the activity.
Wolf was determined to give everything he had. Her little moans of 'good boy' certainly boosted his morale.
Soon enough, he felt himself get closer to the edge.
"Huff, Last chance, Sweetheart." He warned, letting her know that whatever happens next cannot be taken back.
"Hmmm, Yes!" She moaned loudly. "Breed me!"
The bigger canine gritted his fangs and nuzzled his nose in her neck, breathing her in as he thrusted faster.
And soon, with a final push he came. Flooding her insides with hot white potent liquid, pulsing and throbbing from his spent cock, filling every corner and crevice within her.
Then Diane, out of pleasure and pure primal instinct, sank her teeth upon the exhausted wolf's neck. Earning a feral whine from the bigger canine. It fell on deaf ears as the vixen's own climax washed over her.
Her quivering entrance pulsed and milked every last drop from him.
There was a moment where everything was quiet, save for the breathing exhausted boides on the bed, sweaty and satisfied, just riding out those few seconds of pleasure left before the soothing warmth of the afterglow washed upon them.
With a gasp, Diane let go of Wolf's neck letting a small trickle of blood to pool on the pillows. Instinctively she began licking the at the wound, hoping it would staunch the bleeding.
For the most part Wolf seemingly doesn't mind, as he was coming down from
the high.
"Holy fuck," he gasped.
This earned him a chuckle from the exhausted vixen, "You doing okay?"
"I think my heart stopped for second there."
Diane merely laughed.
"Let's get cleaned up."
The warm water felt great on his aching muscles. It felt relaxing; lavender wafted in the air, soothing his lungs.
It was rather fortunate that Diane's bathtub was big enough to accommodate both of them at the same time. There the two sleepy mammals lay, in the warm water intertwined with each other, with Diane affectionately nuzzled up against him.
It just felt... right.
"How's your neck?" The vixen asked.
"Oh it'll be fine," he reassured her, "It's not bleeding anymore so it'll heal on it's own."
The vixen sighed worriedly, "I still think overdid it."
Wolf kissed the top of her head in kind, "Nah, I think it was just the heat of the moment. I had a great time and you had a great time, that's all that matters."
She looked at him curiously, "That's a rather peppy mood for someone who was just bounded and gagged an hour ago."
He chuckled, "I was bounded and gagged by the most beautiful woman I have ever met, so I'm not really bothered."
"Mhm, I'm sure you say to all the women who bounded and gagged you."
"Only to the ones who used me as a service top." He chuckled, "What was that thing you said? About me not leaving the bed until I put a litter in you?"
"Oh god," she pushed her face into her chest in an attempt to hide her blush, "I'm not gonna live that down, am I?"
He kindly put a sympathetic paw on the small of her back to calm her.
"No, no... I think it was cute," he looked down at her, "So you love the idea of me getting you pregnant, that's fine. So long as you don't judge me about the fact that I loved getting abused a little in bed."
"Oh no, THAT was actually kinda hot." She declared, "I quite enjoyed the 'abusing you' part."
"Oh... Well okay then."
They were quiet for a bit.
"Wolf?"
"Yeah?"
"What if I do end up getting pregnant?"
The lupine paused for a bit, "Then I'll be with you," he looked down at her once more, his eyes meeting hers, "I mean, you're the one who taught me how to take responsibility. So I'll be here with you."
Her eyes glimmered at his answer, "That's... That's so sweet."
Suddenly he put on a mischievous grin, "And just think of the headlines. 'Governor Foxington, has illicit affair with former Bad Guy, Mr. Wolf!'"
This earned him a tiny slap to his chest and a giggle from Diane, "You ass!"
He wasn't done, "And the controversy! Pregnant out of wedlock! The religious nuts are gonna have a feild day!"
"Okay you can stop now." She ordered lighthardedly.
They were quiet once more.
"But Wolf... Really think about this."
She then rose up slightly, adjust herself to lay on top of him, making the water shift.
"I am not on any birth control right now, and if I do get pregnant, what's gonna happen?"
Wolf thought about about his answer for a moment.
"Well, what's going to happen is... I'll take care of you. We're gonna do it all; Doctor visits, ultrasounds, hell even those weird llamas classes that I keep hearing about."
"It's pronounced Lamaze."
"Sure, but my point is," he took a breath, "I'll take care of you. And I'm not just talking out of my ass here, I CAN and WILL take care of you, I got TONS of money saved up."
She gave him an enquiring look.
"What, you think my only stash was the money and treasures that you stole from my gang's hideout? Come on, Babe." He sent her a smirk, "I might be a grand master theif but I also like to plan ahead incase of emergencies."
"That's great, Wolf. But I'm talking about when all of this goes public. Don't you think that if I got pregnant I might start to show it eventually? I mean it would be strange for everyone if I suddenly just showed up with a baby bump at a fundraiser one night."
"And again, I'll be with you." He repeated, "If you're worried about what people are gonna think, then I'm gonna be there, you're not going to be alone on this Diane," he wraps his arms around her, "I'll make sure, every step of the way, that I'll be there with you."
"You promise?"
"On my mother's own grave, I promise."
They shared a short kiss.
"And besides, we don't know you're pregnant yet." Wolf pointed out, "Last I checked, sperm can't swim that fast."
To this Diane giggled, "Okay, what if I end up NOT getting pregnant? What would you do then?"
He laughed, "Well thats easy! Instead of a Doctor's appointment, we'll go to the fanciest restaurant in town, we'll go on dates, go travel, go on a vacation cruise. We'll do everything."
"Dates do sound tempting," she rolled her eyes, "I don't know about the other stuff though, getting to spend time with you is enough for me."
"Save that money for a rainy day, I see?"
"Save it for when you actually get me pregnant."
"When can we know?"
"In a week or two," she answered.
By then the water was starting to lose it's heat, it was there that both mammals decided to get out of the tub now and get themselves dry.
"You want to get that wound on your neck bandaged?" Diane asked.
"Nah, some disinfectant would be okay." Wolf answered as he dried himself off with a towel.
"I got some bactine and Neosporin in the medicine cabinet behind you."
Now fully dressed Diane and Wolf made their way to the livingroom. It was late in the afternoon and what was supposed to be a quick visit to a friend's house, Wolf had been there for nearly 5 hours. He had no doubts that his friends were wondering where he is.
A brief flash at his phone confirmed this, "Huh, 10 missed calls." He mused.
"They must have really missed you," said Diane.
He humorously waved her off, "Nah they're fully grown adults, they can handle a few more minutes without me."
"If you say so."
The Wolf smiled, in a sudden feeling of affection he wrapped his arms around the vixen's waist and pulled her towards him. In return, she mirrored his smile and threw her arms around his shoulders.
"I had an amazing time, Diane." He whispered.
"Hm, I did too, Wolfy," she cooed, before booping her nose to his.
"You know," he started, "We never really got that Coffee that you mentioned."
"I forgot," she shrugged, "I was busy."
"Yes you were busy fucking my brains out, I know I was there." He quipped.
In response she rolled her eyes at him.
"I still don't think I'm gonna be able to live that down."
"You can make it up to me," he suggested, "There's this restaurant I found a few days ago, really good place. Best wontons I've ever had."
"You're asking me out on a date?" She fiend surprise, "Rather forward of you, Mr. Poodleton."
"Why not? The day's young, we're hungry and like I said, my crew can handle stuff without me."
He pulled one of her paws to his face and kissed it softly, "What do you say, Madam Governor?"
She leaned up and kissed him, before giving him an answer.
"I would love that."