Primal desires

Yesterday evening I discovered something new about myself. It came so very natural, as water from a new source emerging from a rocky underground.

The discovery of Sexual Sadomasochism is an adventure we, Princess and I, sadly need to postpone. Winter seems to be a good time to continue our voyage. Long sleeves and pullovers and trousers hide the immense pleasure of intense lovemaking and pain  for a less understanding world. Under the summer sunlight every bruise on Princess seems to instigate an inquiry.

It came quite naturally, yesterday, when we made love, Princess and me. I pushed my nose in her hair and armpits, sniffing and licking. I went down, travelling over her breasts and belly, ending my voyage between her legs. Pushing my nose against her hot skin. Princess’ scent arousing me big time and knowing it turned her on made me even wilder.

When I finally mounted her, pushing my cock deep in her wet core, I growled. During our intense lovemaking I snarled, my mouth close to her ear.
Once again it was a maddening experience for my love. Her pussy rhythmically squeezed my cock. It was like a firm fist milking a cow’s udder.

I could not help myself but I growled even harder. Biting her earlobe and licking her shoulders, pushing limits.

For one magical moment I lost myself.
I could almost feel fur on my body.
It lasted for a mere millisecond but it could have been a lifetime.
For that millisecond, and no more, I felt as if I was a male alpha wolf.
Me, a cat loving person was nothing more than a canid.

I could have howled to the moon when I came but I did not.
Maybe next time I will.

Black Wolf

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