I leave the hedge meekly.

The thought of running out there and matching her passion with my own is tempting, but it would be missing an opportunity. Sexually, I’ve always considered myself to be a switch, happy to both dom and sub. From my limited sexual experiences back on earth, I found that most partners who were willing to be kinky were subs. I had only subbed myself once, and that arrangement hadn’t lasted long for a whole mess of unimportant reasons. Therefore, the thought of being dominated by this beautiful deer woman really gets me going.

I stare into her eyes and see the challenge there. My anticipation spikes as I break eye contact and look away. I hear her chuckle, then say, “Come here sweet thing, let me get a proper look at you.” Obediently, I step out of the hedge and walk towards her as she gracefully rises to her feet and faces me. I come to a stop, and look up at her, realising with mild surprise that she is slightly taller than me.

She reaches out a hand, strokes my cheek, then cups my chin, gently tilting my head so our eyes meet. With a smile, she says, “My, you’re a pretty one. What’s your name, kitten?” Up close, her eyes are deep green pools. She was beautiful from a distance but is indescribably stunning up close. Slightly shakily, I reply. “M-my name’s Emily.” “that’s a lovely name,” she replies, “would you like me to look after you, Emily?” beyond words, I nod. She smiles and leans in towards me.

Heart pounding, I close my eyes, accepting the kiss. I feel the brush of her hair against my skin, then the pressure of lips against my own. Her arms wrap around me as she presses me up against her. I rest my hands on her stomach, enjoying the feeling of her smooth skin under my hands. She presses her tongue to my lips, light and yet unyielding, and my lips part as I allow her tongue into my mouth.

As our tongues intermingle, she slowly begins unclasping my blouse. My pale skin is soon exposed to the warm air as she strips my top, and then my bra. She takes my hands in her own, then guides them to her breasts, before sinking lower as she unclasps my jeans. I fondle the soft mounds of her tits, tweaking and playing with her nipples, as I absentmindedly kick off my shoes.

The kiss breaks as she crouches and removes my jeans. I open my eyes and watch as she looks up at me, eyes ablaze with desire, and says, “you are truly beautiful.” I smile wide with pride, then stifle a moan as she lays a kiss on my panties over my pussy, before hooking her fingers over the waistband and drawing the fabric downwards.

She looks up at me, eyes roving over my naked form. “Gorgeous.” Judgement made, she returns to her feet before adding, “Turn around, sweety.” I do as she asks, a thrill running through me as she wraps her arms around me and I feel her sizable tits press into my back. I feel as her lips press against the side of my throat, so I tilt my head to allow her better access. She hums in appreciation, then runs her smooth hands over me, all the while softly kissing my neck. One hand cups my breast, and I moan as she teases my nipple. Her other hand runs over the taught flesh of my belly before coming to rest between my legs.

My moan deepens as her fingers run through my slick folds, then begin teasing my clit. She nibbles my earlobe, then whispers in my ear, “Spread your legs for me, honey.” I obey, widening my stance to allow her better access, then gasp as I feel a finger slip inside me. She holds me there, strong arms supporting me, as she continues to pleasure me.

It’s not long until I feel the pleasure inside me build, then reach a crescendo as a shake in the throes of my orgasm as I cum on her fingers. Her teasing fingers draw out my pleasure. When I return to my senses, she whispers in my ear again. “I’m glad you enjoyed that, sweetie, but that was only the warmup. Tell me Emily, would you prefer I treat you gentle, or can you handle it if I were to get a little rough?”