♥ Joining the pride ♥

Dustin waited for the woman beneath him to come down from her orgasm, gently teasing her folds with the tip of his cock as he did so. Once he was sure she would be able to hear him he pushed his weight forward, his tip spreading the fox girl who moaned appreciatively as he sank into her depths. About halfway in he paused, leaning forward to rest his forehead against Emely’s and grinned. “Sir?” she half-gasped as he began to slowly move his hips fractionally in and out, teasing the pair of them with the shallowness of his thrusts. “Let me know when you’re close” he murmured at which she nodded before replying “It might… ah.. Might take a while like this.”

That wasn’t surprising - while Dustin was enjoying the feeling of the Feliax woman beneath him, the fact that he was only partially entering her was also keeping his own orgasm at bay despite the arousal he felt. However, he had a plan - he wanted to make Emely’s first time memorable, and he had a pretty good idea what would accomplish that. Pressing his lips to hers, he slid one of his hands down her side before curving it around to stroke and tease at the base of her tails. As he’d expected, the moment his fingers touched them Emely’s moans went from the gentle contentment at their casual lovemaking to bordering on the whorish noises he’d have expected from a porn holo actress.

Wrapping his other arm around her and breaking their kiss, Dustin slowed down his stimulation of her tails to the point he was sure she could follow his voice again. “Remember. Tell me when you’re close. I’m going to show you that I can be the one in charge no matter where you are. And no deeper than this, understand?” Emely blinked, trying to collect the thoughts that were being scattered by the slow rhythm of his hips and his soft stroking of the point where her tails joined together enough to figure out his meaning. Managing to get herself temporarily under control, she nodded at last - and Dustin took a firmer grip and rolled, flipping the two of them over. Emely’s eyes went wide and her knees shot up as he did so, taking her weight a fraction of a second before the change in position would have caused her to disobey his order and fully sheath his cock inside her.

With the woman now above him, Dustin moved the hand that wasn’t occupied with her tails down to cup her ass and indicated with a squeeze that he intended for her to keep the pace. Emely began to move, eyes half-closed as she focused on maintaining the speed and depth he’d set despite the distractions caused by Dustin’s hand on her tails; the desire to follow his order clearly working as he’d intended to remove the concerns she had around being on top. The hand brushing the base of her tails now sped up it’s fondling as he began to work out exactly what combination of rubbing, stroking and squeezing produced the best reactions from the woman above him. Emely’s motions began to become less exact, sweat beading on her forehead as she tried to keep her body from losing all control.

Dustin meanwhile was enjoying the view; while the bubbly tomboy wasn’t as curvy up top as Meli she definitely had enough to pay attention to and he found himself half wishing he had a third hand available. The redhead’s face was a mask of enjoyment and lust, eyes closed and mouth agape as she tried her hardest to focus. At that point, Dustin decided to step things up and moved the hand that had been on her ass around to the front. As the Feliax woman sank to the limit he had allowed her once more, he spread his fingers for purchase and ran his thumb firmly over her clit. Emely’s eyes shot open, her mouth a perfect O as she gasped. “Close! Felio, so close!”

Her legs were shaking on either side of him; Dustin would have been able to tell even without his submissive’s moans that she was near. He stroked her again, his thumb and hands working both clit and tails at the same time even as he gazed up at Emely and measured her reaction. The timing needed to be perfect for their first time together and… there! His hands slid rapidly over her body to her hips, holding her steady as he thrust upwards. The fox girl had already started to climax as he moved - and the sudden increase in penetration along with their bodies crashing together sent her fully over the edge. Emely let out a shriek of pure pleasure, her entire body convulsing as the sensations overwhelmed her before she slumped forward.

Dustin held her tenderly as she rode out the remainder of her orgasm, aftershocks sending trembles through her whole body. Moving his hands from her hips, he gently stroked them down her back, marvelling at how soft her fur was as he did so. Eventually, Emely managed to find enough connected thoughts to raise her head to look at him. “That was… thank you, sir” she breathed, before shaking her head slightly to clear it. “Was I good? I mean, did I…” Dustin cut her off with a finger to the lips. “You exceeded my expectations, kitten. That said, I assume we both need to finish for you to officially join our pride, correct?”

The fox woman’s eyes went wide and she nodded, pulling away from his fingers to speak “sorry sir, I should have made sure you were satisfied before I…” again, Dustin silenced her, pressing his fingers slightly firmer against her mouth. To his delight if not design, the fox girl decided that this had been a request to suck on them and she wrapped her mouth around his index finger, tongue gently stroking it. It did at least manage to quiet her, which meant he could continue without interruptions. “If I’m in charge, then I am in charge. That means that unless I tell you not to come, you are free to do so when you are intimate with any of us.” Then he pondered for a second before nodding. “It might be fun to see what happens if I don’t let you for a period of time, especially if you end up playing with one of the others. Something for another day however, today was entirely about you enjoying your first time with me and me learning what makes you tick.” Pulling his fingers free, he tapped her lightly on the hip. “My turn now. Up on all fours.”

Emely scrambled to comply, looking only slightly unhappy as she slid his still-hard cock free from her warmth. Turning, she moved down the bed, giving Dustin a wonderful view of her backside. Once she had gotten herself in place, he rose to his knees and moved behind her. Emely let out a soft yelp as he positioned himself, gripping the base of her tails firmly with one hand as the other lined himself up with her entrance. With a thrust, the yelps turned into a muffled moan as the Feliax woman’s head slumped forward into the bed-covers. Dustin shook his head to himself at that, and reached forward with his free hand. Taking a firm grasp on the redhead’s short hair, he tugged it back; she arched upwards and the room was filled with the sound of her gasping cries.

This time around, Dustin wasn’t holding back - indeed, given Emely’s reaction to his not finishing at the same time as her earlier he opted to be a far more selfish lover than was his norm. With one hand gripping her hair and the other the base of her tails as handles he worked the woman’s body forward and back to meet his thrusting hips. Emely’s breath was ragged as he used her for his pleasure, sweat matting her fur and her eyes half-rolled back as her already finely-balanced senses were utterly overwhelmed with pleasure. Her next orgasm caught Dustin by surprise, the cunt around him contracting as she gasped out what he guessed were a series of Feliax expletives. The rippling of her walls pushed him closer to the edge and his thrusts became rougher still, pounding his length into the woman in front of him. Finally, he felt the tell-tale signs and pulled back before slamming forward and exploding inside her. Emely let out a shrill cry and slumped down as Dustin released his grip and dropped to the bed next to her, both partners utterly spent.

For a moment, neither of the moved, then Dustin reached out and pulled the woman into a tender hug. “I hope that was alright” he murmured, gently stroking the fox girl’s hair as he did so. Emely mumbled something quietly, and Dustin brought one hand around to tilt her face up from his chest. “What was that?” he asked. The redhead smiled at him and repeated her words in a slightly louder voice. “That was perfect, patriarch.” The multiple orgasms and clear enjoyment Dustin had taken in their lovemaking seemed to have completely blown away her worries about her own submissiveness - at least for now. They rested there in the soft bedding for a little while longer before Emely stretched. “Sorry about this sir, but I should probably take a shower; you really did a number on me and if I don’t want to have my fur matted to the point I’d need to shave I should go clean up.” Then, with a little of her normal bubbliness returning she grinned at him. “Want to come help me wash my tails?”