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Alex scratched his head, looking around the woods. He had lost her trail. Misha was cunning in this special game of hide and go seek. After following a series of broken twigs and crushed grasses, Alex stood facing the seasonal stream bed. It was still dry in the late summer months, and studded with large boulders and rocks that she could have followed in either direction. She had also baited him, leaving pieces of her clothing hanging on limbs or lying across rocks. He imagined her to be virtually naked by now, as the stack of clothing in his hands increased.
He listened to the woods. The silence meant that the inhabitants were aware of his presence, but not necessarily giving away Misha's location. A rush of birds east of the river bed caught his attention, and he grinned. Sly, little beast… he turned west.
A footprint in the moss alerted him to the direction that she had traveled, and he stealthily snuck through the dense thickets, his ears peeled for the sound of her presence. Pausing, he placed his hands on his waist and looked around.
The sound of crackling wood from above made him look up. Misha pounced on top of him and bit his neck.
"Gotcha," she said.
Alex flipped her onto the soft ground and straddled her between his knees. "Nope. I've got you."
"Yeah, you do. Now what?"
"This," Alex said, pressing his lips to hers. He scooped her in his arms, carried her to the manicured back yard, and walked straight into the pool. Without a word, he stripped her of the remainder of her clothing; her panties, boots and socks, and tossed the items to the grass. His clothes joined hers and they stood naked, holding each other, in the shallow end.
Alex lifted his wet hands to her face and slowly ran them down the sides of her temples, cheeks, chin and neck, then flattened them over her breasts, ribs and stomach. He put them on either side of her hips and lifted her out of the water to kiss her stomach.
"To the stairs," he said, placing her down and dragging her to the broad steps. "Kneel on the second step and put your hands on the first. I want you like this," he ordered, bringing his rigid cock to her pale pink pussy, which was already creamy with desire. He ran the head of his cock along her slit. "I'm going to fuck you from behind, with you on your hand and knees, just like a tiger takes his mate."
"Oh!" Misha cried out as he entered her boldly and began to drill into her body. "Alex!"
"I love the control in this position," he growled, "it gives me so much to play with." Her pussy's lips grabbed at him as he slid in and out. He pushed her forward, bending her into a greater arch, and captured a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He slammed her hot, wet treasure trove, pulling her nipples until her groans vibrated over the surface of the pool. His pumping increased, and he buried his shaft until his balls slapped the backs of her thighs. He smacked her ass sharply, and Misha cried out in both pain and delight.
The bruises on her buttocks that remained from the previous night awakened Alex to Misha's needs. She liked things rough, but how rough? He grabbed her around the waist, his cock still gloved inside of her, and carried her out of the pool. His cock, still hard and pulsating, slipped from her as he laid her down in the soft grass and pushed her to her side. Alex held Misha in place, pushing her knees to her chest and, on both knees, slipped back inside of her while delivering several stinging swats to the exposed right cheek of her bottom.
Misha moaned, accepting his roughness with mewling sounds of pleasure. She flipped to her back and, spontaneously, lightly slapped his face.
Alex pulled back with surprise. So that was how she wanted to play? He mounted her, this time with his cock dangling in her face while he attacked her clit. Using his left hand, he spread her lips wide and began to finger fuck her with three fingers of his right. He groaned as her mouth engulfed his manhood and began to mimic his movements as he sucked and licked her engorged clit. His fingers traveled to her tiny rosebud and penetrated it slowly, waiting for her sudden tension to resolve before venturing further. Her groans alerted him to her approval, and he inserted a second finger into her bottom hole, all the while making love to her demanding little nub.
He stretched her bottom-hole wide with two thumbs as she swallowed his cock into her throat. She pulled on his balls as she invited him to fuck her throat, the vibration of her moan tantalizing his flesh. Misha released a slow wail as her orgasm massed inside of her, finally exploding while she subconsciously rocked and humped his face. Alex continued to work her bottom hole with his fingers and licked her clit, strumming it hard and fast, back and forth, to bring her to another mind-bending orgasm.
He refused to let her go. He repositioned himself between her knees and clutched her bottom cheeks with both hands, pulling her clit into his mouth to work it with his tongue. He hooked her right ankle over the back of his neck to open her wider for him, turning her into a sweating, writhing, animal beneath him.
He sat up to look at her flushed face and gauge her breathing. It was his turn. Grabbing her by the ankles, Alex lifted her feet over her shoulder, plunging his cock once again into her dripping pussy. He slowed his plunges as she relaxed in the position, withdrew his cock, and placed its bulbous head against the tight pucker below.
Misha's eyes widened as he slowly pressed into her, stretching her virgin hole with just enough pause for her to accept him. Her juices dripped down, pooling on his shaft and providing more lubrication as he began to slide his organ into the dark recesses of her bowels. Misha dug her nails into his shoulders, raking them over his arms and drawing blood. With a grunt, Alex drove fully into her, forcing her to take his large cock completely into the forbidden zone.
He rested there, closing his eyes at the feel of her soft walls tightening around him. The urge to move was too great to deny, and he rocked in and out of her in a pulsating tempo that brought both of them to the peak of release simultaneously. She was tight, so tight, that it almost hurt. But this was the type of pain he relished.
"Are you okay?" he asked afterwards, collapsing in the grass.
"More than okay," Misha whispered. "I feel owned."
Epilogue
Misha smiled shyly as Samuel Hodges, retired senator and wildlife advocate, praised and petted her like she was a prize hound. The handsome old man had remembered her name from Jack's recommendation, and boasted about how he always knew Alex would end up with a tiger of his own.
"That's her nickname, Dad," Alex laughed. "I promised her that we would build her a tree house. You game?"
"Do I get to design it?" Sen. Hodges asked slyly. "I do have a degree in architecture."
"Only if you wanna pay for it." Alex grinned.
"Deal. Anything for my future daughter. I like this one, Alex."
"Did you bring what I asked you to?" Alex asked his father.
"Of course. It will look beautiful on her."
"What are you talking about?" Misha asked.
"Nothing, my dear girl. Why are you staring at me?" Sen. Hodges asked kindly.
"Alex looks just like you. He will be a very handsome man when he is your age." Misha snickered.
"The men in this family age pretty darn well," Sen. Hodges announced proudly. "Comes from clean living and lots of fresh air."
"And having a good woman by your side. Alex's mom was the best. Feisty as hell," Jack proclaimed. "No one dared cross her path when she was on the prowl."
"From what you tell me, she was a lot like your little tigress. Do you have a date set, son?"
"No. We are going to do some traveling and promote the reserve first. Maybe in a year or two? Mish?"
"He wants to make sure I'm not going to kill him in his sleep, or throw him to a horde of zombies," Misha giggled. "My old friend, Carlos, wants to do a sculpture of us together, too. The Kiss, by Rodin."
"Only clothed." Alex eyed her.
"Yeah, right," Misha rolled her eyes. "He's still having a fit that you won't allow me to model for him anymore."
"I told you it was fine as long as you're covered with a couple
of burlap sacks." Alex shrugged.
"I did the Danaid in the living room," Misha announced proudly.
"That is you? It is incredible!" Sen. Hodges announced. "Alex! Why won't you let this woman pose? It's art. There is nothing at all to be ashamed of."
"I am well aware of your appreciation for art, Dad, but I am not comfortable with my future wife exposing herself to other men like that."
"And he calls me a prude." Jack elbowed his old friend.
"Thanks to Alex, my shame is gone. I'm free of my own hang-ups and want to do more things. I really enjoyed modeling and the money was great, but I promised Mr. Meanie here that I wouldn't do any more nudes. I respect him enough to honor that request."
"But she still enjoys whining about it," Alex said and grinned. "Let's talk about the tree house…"
Three months later, Misha stood with her eyes closed, waiting for the three men to reveal the new building. Nestled far back in the woods, and anchored thirty feet up in the bosom of solid, old oaks, they had prepared a place for Misha to call her own. The unveiling brought tears to her eyes.
"It's magnificent," she whispered, taking it all in. A spiral staircase encircled the four oaks and led up to a two story, fairytale cottage covered with hanging moss and wood shingles. Alex urged her forward to explore. She ran her hands along the smooth, natural branch railing as she walked up the stairs. The bottom level held a small living room and work desk, a tiny kitchen with a refrigerator and stove, and a bathroom with a compost toilet. The loft, accessible only by a ladder, revealed a queen sized bed tucked cozily on a natural wood platform. Windows occupied nearly every available inch on the walls, revealing the lush oak grove and overlooking Deer Springs valley and mountain range.
The décor was rustic and simple, with faux tiger print throws and carpet. Misha turned to the three men. "I have never felt more loved than I do right now. Thank you."
"Do you really like it?" Alex asked.
"It could not be more purrrfect," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him. "It is magical. I can't even begin to imagine the things I can do up here."
"I can," Alex said, kissing her back.
Jack elbowed Sen. Hodges. "That, old friend, was our cue to leave. You kids have fun! Alex? Mish? Oh, hell."
"That wasn't very polite," Misha said, as Alex began to peel the clothing from her body.
"Neither is making me listen to him ramble on when I have something more delicious in store. You promised me that we would initiate this place the minute it was done."
"I certainly did. It's a Tiger Den. You know what that means."
"I do. But this time," he tossed her on the tiger print rug, "I'm the one on the prowl. Any comments?"
"Just one," Misha nipped his finger as it traced her lips, "make me growl. If you dare …"
Alex grinned. How he loved a good hunt!
The End
Breanna Hayse
“I write what I know. With few exceptions, my scenarios are pulled from either personal experience or observation. I've served overseas as an Intell Specialist in the USMC, work as a nurse, and have degrees in Biology (pre-med) and a masters in Psych. Specialty? Deviant behavior and alternative lifestyles, of course. I put all of this together and try to bring about a fun, unique and, hopefully, thought-provoking reading experience.”
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