I had seen her lose her footing under the effect of the Alpha , her body vibrating under each thrust, her pleasure so intense that it became hypnotizing. I loved to see her abandon herself like that, open herself completely to the sensation of a different form, more raw, more animal… and tonight, it was up to me to offer her this bestial pleasure .
Tama the Bewitching Kitsune was waiting for me on the bedside table. A sheath inspired by the sex of a canine , designed to increase sensations tenfold and transform each movement into a wave of visceral pleasure. I took it in hand, feeling under my fingers the realistic texture of the silicone, the sculpted details of the knots and veins that promised an experience more intense than anything we had experienced so far.
My cock was already throbbing with anticipation as I slid it onto me. The pressure was perfect, tight just the right amount , like a hug that seemed made for me. I let my fingers run over my new shape, testing how the knot accentuated the filling effect, feeling the gradual build of arousal. She watched me, fascinated, biting her lip as I moved closer to her.
— I want to feel what it feels like…
Her voice trembled with feverish impatience. I positioned myself against her, Tama's tapered tip gently pressing against her intimate part before sliding slowly inside her. The heat of her body enveloped me instantly, and her choked moan confirmed to me that she was feeling every bump, every texture designed to intensify the pleasure.
Her back arched, her hands gripping the sheets as I pushed deeper into her. The knot pressed against her entrance, stretching her slightly before giving way under the pressure, giving us both a wave of new and electric sensations. She trembled beneath me, her breathing erratic as each movement awakened an unsuspected zone of pleasure.
I wanted more. I wanted to see her lose her footing over and over again.
I turned her around, offering Tama another entrance to explore , feeling her body tense under the gradual intrusion. Her moans were harsher, more raw, her pleasure amplified by this new, deeper stimulation. I held her firmly, gripping her waist, quickening the pace, feeling her body tense, her breathing hitch under the intensity .
Then everything exploded.
Her scream drowned out the pillow as she arched her back violently, her orgasm shaking her from head to toe. A powerful shudder ripped through her, and I felt her wet the sheets with an intensity we’d never known before. Her pleasure was so deep, so absolute, that my own body was quick to follow. One last thrust, one last trembling moan, and I gave in too, releasing myself inside her in devastating ecstasy.
We stood there, out of breath, trembling, marked by the intensity of what we had just experienced. When she finally looked up at me, her bewitching smile made me understand one thing:
— I think we won't be able to do without it anymore...
