Confessions

Michelle was insane. I had never experienced something so intimate. And she had great instincts. Just as I was about to fall asleep, she stopped. "Alright, why don't you stand up," she suggested. And it was a suggestion, not an order.

Sliding off the table, I turned to face her and she immediately gave me a kiss on the lips, having to almost kneel to do so. "Okay. First of all, you are absolutely gorgeous. By far the hottest woman I've ever met. And while part of me wants to just ravage you, I'm not that kind of herm. I was born to conservative Christian parents who gave me to a family friend who is also Christian but at least understood that abandoning a kid just because they don't meet your gender standards was wrong.

"I was taught to wait until marriage until sex, but I'm no virgin, but I've not had a ton of partners, either. And I doubt with your scent and being around you for the next month, I'm going to be able to resist you. However, I'm not into the whole giving orders thing. I am your heat relief specialist, not your girlfriend," she confessed.

"You might be by the end of this. More maybe," I retorted, enjoying her hands on my hips.

"I am well aware of this," she agreed. It was about this time I noticed that not only was she butt naked, but she was sporting what seemed like a good six inch jet black rock hard cock. Taking this in my free hands, I realized she was a grower and a shower. "But as for the moment, I would like to maintain some semblance of professionalism."

And she had impressive composure. Not even flinching as I stroked her to seven and half inches. If we're confessing things, this is about my speed. Sis was definitely too big and that was part of the reason we only fucked once. But usually, even in heat, I try to avoid anything larger than eight inches. However, I preferred between six to about seven inches. Although, it depends on the girth usually. Michelle fit in one hand just barely. I was getting excited to feel her inside me.

"You're butt naked in my guest room letting me jerk you off. Plus you're a sex therapist," I said with a playful smirk.

"True. I did say some semblance of professionalism. And your very good at that," she responded.

I smiled up at her. "Thanks. I try. You know, Miss Hear Relief Specialist, I know one way you can help relieve my heat."

"I don't know..." she said, fighting every urge in her body.

"Michelle, you're a live in sex therapist. While it sounds really professional, it's as near to prostitution as one can get without actually being it. At the spa you use various techniques including physical stimulation to relieve the symptoms of being in heat strictly without intercourse unless otherwise requested. I've had my fare share of happy endings in the past.

"Moving to the privacy of a home does change things. Those of us requesting this service are going to be in full fledged heat. I bet everyone from Winter Spa working in this part is male or herm for the sole reason that you can better relieve the immediate tension," I reasoned.

"The massage didn't help?" she questioned as I knelt down to better deal with her tension.

"It did help until you stopped. I thought you wanted fun times being all naked and hard," I reassured and ran my tongue along her black shaft.

That got a reaction. The big tigress quickly grabbed me by the shoulders and promptly threw me on the bed. "You're such a naughty little thing, aren't you?"

Giggling, I rolled over and "innocently" shook ass and tail at the tall woman. "Oh, yes headmistress. I am the naughtiest girl and need a good spanking."

And she promptly clapped my ass good, drawing a yelp from me. "Alright, turn over, you. If I'm doing this, I'm going to do it right."

Doing as she requested, I rolled onto my back and she crawled between my legs and kissed me again. As she kissed me I felt her try and put her dick in me, but our size difference made it hard. After a moment she rolled onto her back and patted her thigh.

Eagerly I crawled on top of her, straddling her waist, my tail going crazy behind me. Her cock sat in front of me, resting in stark contrast to my white fur. By now the whole house was filled with musk and the pungent order of her pre-cum and my lubrication. For a moment the house was silent as we shared a look of eager anticipation.

Lifting myself up, I reached down and guided that black pleasure stick to my hungry honey hole and eased it in, Michelle's hips tensing as she resisted the urge to thrust upward. When sang a choir of joy and bliss as I finished my decent and started bouncing. Cowgirl was one of my favorite positions. And her size was perfect. Definitely on my top ten list.

She helped me for a bit, guiding me up and down. I eventually leaned down to kiss her and snuggle against her breasts as we made the most passionate sex I had ever had. The look in her eyes was on of bliss and concern if she was doing everything right. She was green in many ways.

After what seemed like forever, she pushed me back up to a seated position and proceeded to lift me nearly all the way off her dick before yanking me down while trusting upward then repeating three more times. Each meeting of hips resulted in a jet of warm jizz being shot into my womb with the fourth producing a torrent.