Passionate Sex (w/ Arabella.) (2022 Special)

Arabella exhales. “I think I want you… Intimately…”

The dressing room is cold, but it’s warm compared to the outside weather. She rubs her thumb under the waistband of her panties. “Do you want me intimately too, Master~?”

A thrill runs up your spine when she says this. You haven’t heard her use that tone of voice before, so it excites you when you listen to it for the first time from her. Her tail sways back and forth. Her eyes fixed on the subtle lump which has been forming in your underwear ever since you saw her half-naked. Now both of you are blushing.

“Can…Can you hug me, too?” Arabella’s eyes water. You aren’t sure what to tell her, so you just walk over and wrap yourself around her tender body. You can feel her heart beginning to race as she wraps her arms around you too.

“I trust you,” she mutters, taking in your embrace. The beating of her heart settles, her arms become tighter. You feel her bareback with the pads of your fingertip before you let go of her. “I’m glad you’ve taken me in. The others too, of course, but I feel different around you. You make me feel weird but safe…”

Arabella looks at your chest, seeing the past scars from your contracts, and moistens her lips. Then, she looks at you and slowly closes her eyes, offering her lips in tight pucker to you. You meet in the middle, and a passionate kiss ensues. It’s smooth and sensual at first but soon becomes messy and wet as a tangle of tongues makes everything more crude and lustful.

You feel the sides of her body; the warm touch of her skin against your palms makes your mind boiling with sexual desire. You start to guide her back towards the bench where your clothes are. She falls backward on her back, staring up at you with amber eyes, wide with and glowing with wonder. You watch her chest and fall while her pupils bounce to admire you.

Her cheeks start to burn into a subtle shade of crimson; her eyes fix onto yours, and she stammers something. “I’m ready for you, Master. I’m ready…”

To do anything besides what she wants you to do with cruel. You nod slowly and then lean in to kiss her neck. You rub your tongue along the skin of her collar bones and then suck on it, leaving faint hickies as she squirms. Her warm, tender skin becomes hot beneath you. You can hear her breathing become hitched at the top of her throat; her eyes are closed, but she’s focused on your actions.

Listening to her moan makes your cock throb. “Everything about you is incredible right now, Arabella.” You kiss her more, and she does more of the same, maybe not even hearing your compliment as she lets out more cute noises.

Your tongues tangle again, wrestling sloppily as your hands grope one another. Her eyes remain closed, but your brains work overtime, painting lewd pictures of actions you haven’t yet committed with each other.

Your hand rides up her waist and bypasses her bra, stopping on her breast to give it the first squeeze of your entire life. “Haah~!?” Arabella lets out a sudden squeal. You leave her breasts and slide back down her stomach, exploring her trimmed forest between her legs, still admiring the warmth while she melts into the bench. Finally, you step off the bench and look at her again for a few seconds. You spread her legs and leave her legs parted.

Arabella is left in suspension. She looks at you but doesn’t dare ask why you’re going her so bothered on her back. You tell her to take off her panties, and she follows your instructions without question. After just a little bit of foreplay, she’s dripping in her own natural lube and girl-honey.

She quivers, her lips bobbing out mute sentences as her eyes stare at you lustfully. “Master, don’t tease me after I’ve offered myself to you~!”

You take off your underwear and jerk your cock off. You spit and rub a layer of your saliva over your length, making her watch at you throb and reach your full potential. She gulps and makes a comment you can’t hear, but you figure the last guy she had inside of her wasn’t as big as you are.

You stretch into her vagina, and she swallows you whole. She’s felt this sensation before, but this very moment is very different. It’s much more intimate and personal. Her back arches subtly as your cock scrapes along her fleshy walls, milking and stimulating every inch that is allowed into her snatch. Your minds are spinning in lust and love.

A weak, feeble moan leaves her mouth and echoes in the dressing room. You pause briefly and savor the feeling of the walls throbbing around your nod. You look at her pink face twist in beautiful agony but then continue to plunge into her.

Arabella’s fox ears twitch. You feel her waist and rub her curves. She welcomes your cock. She’s seduced by it. She spread her legs more, gesturing you to thrust her. Your increasing speed makes her squirm and moan. She stares at you with one eye closed. “Oh, my God! Fuck! Fuck! Oh, my God!!”

Each of your powerful thrusts causes her breasts to jiggle. Her voice, sounding less than holy, shifts in volumes, but it announces her place in ecstasy. “Ahh~hhaahh~ AHHH!”

Your hand slides around her waist, rubbing her breasts every couple of seconds to ensure that there isn’t a part of her body left unstimulated from your lovemaking. All she does is lay on her back, allowing your rod to terminate her desires in the naughtiest way possible.

Every pass you throw into her is more lubed than the last, making it a slick and pleasurable entry and exit. Arabella moans louder. You suddenly wonder if any of the clerks outside can hear you fucking each other in the dressing room. “You’re so fucking tight, Arabella.”

“I haven’t had a man this big inside me in forever! Master, you’re so big! You feel so good, too!” She grunts and then groans. “You’re going to make me cum!!”

As fast as she said it: It happened. Her moist cave clutches around your girth, and it becomes slightly hotter as you slam into her. Sher grabs the edge of the bench and tells you not to slow down. So you don’t.

“Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Yes!! Holy shit!!” Arabella spills over, in more ones than one. A slur of curses and wicked desires flow out of her mouth as her drenched cunt milks your cock every time you shove inside. You hold her waist, using this moment of her weakened state to take further control.

Arabella holds fast, her body still bouncing as your dick goes in and out repeatedly. She watches her, her eyes streaming with tears while her cheeks burn with lust. Finally, she looks down to watch your cock slam into her. Her unable mind spurs with nothing but sex and her master…you.

Despite this far into your first time in a considerable amount of time, it feels like you’d shared this moment with her hundreds of times already. It feels natural to be treating Arabella like this. You vaguely remember Delilah, but this is different. It’s carnal lust. It’s raw love. It’s your horny desire that’s driving your hips into Arabella’s. Wet noises of your smashing hide behind her, moaning, adding to the intensity of the moment.

You pull out and flip her around, forcing her to all-fours. She quickly follows your command and puckers herself out for use. You gently grab her tail, and she tenses, but you don’t play with it. You instead grab her perfect round ass and use those to drive her back and forth on your cock for a few moments until you’re nearing your limit.

“Fuck! Oh, Master! Oh, Master!” She lowers herself down, leaving just your ass in the air. You reach for her arm and twist it back. She looks back, staring directly at you as your cock plummets into her depths. “I- I - I?!? I can’t get pregnant! But, you can still try to knock me up!!”

“You’re so dirty,” you remark. “If I can’t get you pregnant, I might as well fill your naughty little fox cunt with as much of my sperm as I can, right?”

Arabella giggles weakly. “Maybe you’ll knock me up for real?”

You manage to grow another inch inside of Arabella. Her second orgasm rattles her body to the point that she’s practically a ragdoll, so you just fuck her until you’re also running yourself dry. Despite going limp, Arabella is just as vocal as ever, which pleases you to hear.

There’s a mess between your legs. There are puddles of her honey, still warm ever being only recently spent. You grab her shoulder and lean yourself forward to kiss her. Her rough cat-like tongue drags along yours, temporarily muffling her moaning. When you let go of her, she melts again.

Your cock feels trapped inside of her, but you don’t let that bother you. Your desires are matched, and for a moment, it’s about to peak too. You poke into Arabella’s womb, practically leaking white seed into her. Then, finally, she musters the last bit of her strength and rocks her ass on your cock, stimulating it one last time before you finally exhale and spank her.

“You’re twitching so much still, master~! Are going to cum soon!” Arabella moves slowly, riding your penis, slowly pushing you closer to orgasm. “You last forever…The last Master I had to serve had almost no endurance.”

“Do it… Do it…I want to feel you filling it. Please, Master…Please~!!” Arabella pleads to you. Her naughty wish nudges you closer. You begin thrusting in and out of her again. Then, after just a few pumps in, you begin to fire your sperm into her. The sudden release of your sperm makes her lurch. You also start groaning, feeling a wave of exhaustion go over you.

Rope after rope. Hot, sticky, and baby-filled. You put so much cum into her that she’s leaking with your sperm. You pull out and slap your penis against her cheeks. Your orgasm drains your energy, but everything is worth it.

You shudder and then wipe your hair from your face. You watch her vagina drain thick puddles of white cum drip and join the pool beneath her legs. You squeeze her ass and then spank her one more time.

There’s a moment of silence, but Arabella breaks it daringly. “New Year, new master? I can't wait to see what else you have in store for me!"