Chase her!

You spring to my feet and set off after her. Adrenaline pumps through your veins and your feet hardly touch the grassy ground. Although she is fast, your longer legs helps you close the distance little by little. Suddenly, you feel a sharp pain under your foot and before you even realize what is going on, the momentum throws you over and you roll forward on the ground. You had stepped on something sharp and when you saw a glimpse of Kiki behind some near-by trees, you imagine that it must have been a especially sharp stone or stick by the sheer number of fir cones around you, too sharp even for your sandals. The salacious bitch knows the place well and probably has been planning this all along, remembering where the obstacles are and how to avoid them. You let out something of a roar, which is immediately answered by mocking laughter.

"Surely you haven't given up, have you, Big Bad Wolf?"

Oh no, little witch of the woods, you haven't given up. You are on your feet again. Crouched. Absence of the sound of running feet tells you that Kiki has stopped. That she is hiding. Perhaps watching you from a distance.

You jump from tree to tree; trying to avoid twigs and cones on the ground with very little success but by now, the excitement of the hunt distracts you from any stings and bruises. Nevertheless, you are not going very fast, but you figure that as long as you don't hear Kiki running, she shpuld be hiding behind a tree or some bushes not too far away. You will find her.

_Splat! Flap! _You are suddenly hit twice in the back and behind by lumps of clay and spun around. Less than five meters away, you see Kiki's backside as she flees away. She had avoided being spotted by keeping low in a muddy trench, from which she had also dug the gooey projectiles, which are smeared on your back and trickling down your thighs.

The chase leads now to a part of the woods with far less sharp stones and cones, Kiki's advantage isn't as pronounced any longer and you are rapidly catching up.

You hurl yourself after her and catch her by her waist, instantly throwing the two of you in a vertiginous roll on the ground. Minor bruises, no legs broken. You on top.

"If I catch you, huh?"

She is panting but still manages to form her lips into a grin. Then she twists and wriggles to escape, but for once I you are ready for the unexpected and lock her arms in a firm grip and put one of your knees over her legs. She is lying helpless, belly down on the ground underneath you. You grab a near by fir twig and let it brush over her back, before circling her behind and continue along her thighs. She moans softly and shivers.

You then realice the beautifully rounded ass before you and become painfully aware of how much your grass skirt is keeping your swollen cock from all its splendour. Tempted as you are to collect your prize, nevertheless, you decide to raise the stakes just a little, it would be a shame not to use the makeshift riding crop you just found.

"You're a bad, bad girl, aren't you?"

"Me? Nooo... I'm the most good willed witch of this entire forest..."

"Good willed or not, I believe that you'll need to be taught a lesson."

"Lesson? But, but... I know so much already."

"I'm sure you do. And you're going to know even more shortly. Lesson number one: An eye for an eye..."

The stick swooshes in the air and lands with a smack on her bare buttocks. Although anticipated, the blow must have come as a surprise for Kiki because she responds to the relatively gentle blow with a faint shriek and a twitch that ripples through her entire body. She is quick to recover though.

"Excuse me, Mister Wolf; I don't think I quite followed your train of thought... would you explain it to me again?"

That mocking wiggling of her bum again.

The needly twig whizzes again, two, three times – again and again – leaving resin and green pins in the reddish stripes on the smooth cheeks. Moans – of pleasure or of pain? Of affirmation? You feel the veins of your temples throbbing as adrenalin spreads in your body but escapes your whipping frenzy soon enough. You loos at the gorgeous woman in the grass. Her disciplined behind. Oh the spasms; muscles twitching in anticipation of yet another slap. She gasps when you let the tassel of the whip lightly brush her back along her spine. Her breathing is rapid and she barely manages to find enough air to speak.

"Thank you, dire wolf... Slow as I may be, I believe that I'm starting to understand how things come together..."

"I'll be careful to make sure that you do not forget. You made me a promess, after all."

You drop the twig and without loosening your grip of her hands, her face still resting on the grass, you pull her up on her knees until her behind is presented before you; striped, open, and ready for 'her promise' – your Prize.

It doesn't take long before you manage to fumble you cock out of your skirt – a second longer and it would have broken the belt that holds the fabric together, due to sheer excitement. As if attracted by a magnet, Kiki's ass shoots back and meets your proud erection, making it slide along her wet slit. You are amazed by the overwhelming manifestation of her arousal; juices are literally pouring out of her pussy, flowing over your crown and shaft and even trickling down your balls. Just to torment her, you let your cock head run over her pussy. You open her even wider. Smeared juices over her mound, her ass; move the tip of your cock slowly along her lips, crack, buttocks and thighs.

You wanna put inside already, but you have never copulated before. You make a few exploring thusts, but do not manage to find the hole. Then, understanding what's going on, Kiki reaches her hand between her legs, grabs your shaft, and lines it up with her opening. You thrust your hips forward, and the flesh cannal finally gives up to the applied pressure.

You begin pushing yourself into her. She is very wet, but she also felt very tight. You move slowly and gently in and out, going in a little further each time, watching your cock slowly begin disappearing into her, taking her from behind, her belly down on the floor. You keep going, a little further each time, until you are finally all the way inside her. Your whole cock is inside her. Your balls are pressed against her clit.

During these initial strokes, the magic happens in your head. You already knew how an erection feels like, of course. That soft ache. The thing has its own heart beat, you can feel it pulsing, almost painful (almost), and you get this feeling below your stomach. It's intensely distracting and a primal need begins to build up. As you begin to push it into her, the feeling very wet and very tight, as you move slowly and gently in and out, going in a little further each time, watching your cock slowly begin disappearing into her, that ache is satiated, as every inch of your cock is enveloped. The pressure from within it, pushing out, feels almost equalized with the pressure being applied against it by the vaginal walls. The contrast between the hardness and softness of the two organs is striking. You're no longer mindful of the ache as much, as you are now mindful of the heat enveloping the whole region, inside and out. The pressure applied over the surface feels like a warm hug on a cold winter morning. It's both a very arousing, but very relieving feeling. Yes, relief, pure relief. As if you had been terribly suffering your entire life and it suddenly stopped. Exactly how it feels when you burn yourself with fire, and having someone pour water on the burn, but the burned area is your mind, your heart, your guts... your soul. Like the first drink of cold water on a hot day. It's refreshing in a way that soft drinks wish they could be. You pull out, it's heaven, as her pussy has to give a little to let yor head out again. You can feel how wet it is and it's begging you to go back deeper. You do. You let out a deep grunt of pleasure. She screams. Not a bad scream, its a of relief. Of alleviation, like your grunt.

Such pleasures change forever how you understand the world. Your inner cosmos has radically mutated. Comgratulations, you just popped your cherry.

You let another little grunt as you continue to gently pump your hips back and forth, breathing in Kiki's excent as you slowly fuck her. A **** cry bursts from Kiki's plump lips, and, eagerly thrusting out her hips, she begs for you to carry on fucking her.

"Don't stop ~Ah!~ Harder! Fuck! ~Ooh!~ me! Yes, yes, yes!"

Still ploughing away at her pussy, you groan that you are going to put Kiki in her place, before starting to make good on your threat by playfully slapping her exposed ass cheeks. Every time you spank her her kitty tighens like crazy, squeezing you, milking you...

You suddenly feel something, a tension building up in your balls. It's like when you are about to cum when jerking off, but a thousand times more intense.

Time for a virility check. Roll a six sided dice and add to the result your virility modifier (+1). If you have a total of 4 or higher, you manage to nor cum yet and continue enjoying the delicious carnal pleasures of Kiki's body. If the total is 3 or lower, you give up to the need for release, and let it all out in her.