michelle
by Nightshade
Charles stretched as he walked out of the airport. 'mmm, man i hate flying. 6 hours cramped in a tiny seat, next to a bear who smelled like stale peanuts.' "taxi!" hailing a cab, the 6 foot brown-furred wolf stepped in and settled into the seat, "the nearest hotel please." "yes sir." the weasel cabbie replied and off they drove.
once in his hotel room, Charles unpacked, and went downstairs to the hotel restaurant to eat. sitting at his table, he looked around casually watchig the vaious furres smiling and laughing. 'hmm, looks like a friendly enough country.' he ate his meal, greatly enjoying it, and returned to his room to get a good nights sleep.
the next morning, he slipped out of bed, and brushed his teeth. he surveyed himself in the mirror. 'hmmm. not too bad. reasonably handsome, in good shape. shouldn't have any trouble on the beach.' he showered and dried himself off, selecting a light shirt and shorts, over his blue brief bathing suit. prepared, he headed out to catch some rays.
the beach was surpringly uncrowded, the furres mainly gathered in small groups. he walked along the shore line, sighing, feeling his heart tug at the soft sound of the surf. suddenly he heard another sound, rising over the waves. "help, glubb, he-" looking out to sea, he saw a struggling figure. he dove in at once, and swam out, catching the person round the waist. "its okay, ive got you, youre alright." he swam back to shore, pulling his companion along and helped them onto the beach. "oh thank you." a soft voice said. "you're we-" he started to say, trailing off as he saw for the first time that the furre he had rescued was a stunningly beautiful tigress. he stared for what seemed like an eternity, lost in her eyes. "-lcome." he managed to finish, and shook his head to clear it." a, are you alright, miss..." "Fernandes, Michelle Fernandes." she smiled. his heart leapt. her smile was beauty, lighting up the world. a soft giggling broke into his dreaming. "hmmm?" he murmured. "pardon?" she laughed, a light happy sound. "could you help me up please?" he jerked, realizing what he was doing. "oh. oh of course, i'm sorry. here." offering her his paw, he helped her to her feet. "thank you, mr..." hmm? oh, oh yes. Wallace, Charles Wallace. are you alright?" she seemed a little unsteady. "ye, yes, just a bit dizzy." he helped her off the beach and into his hotel, being very close to the beach. his room was on the first floor, and he helped her lay back on the bed. turning to pick up the phone, he asked. "shall i call a doc-" hearing a soft mewing sound, he turned back to the bed and saw her sound asleep. "-tor." he smiled. 'sleep well, Michelle Fernandes.' he settled back in a chair, and dozed by the bedside.
when he awoke he saw the bed was empty. "mmm, guess she felt better and left." "nope." she chirped, poking her head round the corner of the bedroom. "you were sleeping so soundly, i didn't want to wake you." she walkes over smiling, wearing a hotel robe. "i used your shower, hope you dont mind." he smiled. "no, not at all." he looked her over. almost as tall as him, full-figured, soft slightly curly brown hair, soft brown eyes and long sensuous legs. 'not to mention a smile like a bolt of lightning.' he thought to himself. she took his paw, helping him out of the chair. "cmon, take your own shower, then i want to take you out." he looked at her. "take me out? why?" she gave him that thunderbolt smile again. "for helping me, silly." "oh that. it was nothing." she squeezed his paw and kissed him lightly on the snout. "wrong, it was plenty. now get into that shower." he stumbled into the bathroom, trying to keep his hair from catching fire. even that small friendly kiss had sent his blood afire. as he showered, he daydreamed. soaping his legs, he looked down and saw his penis fully erect, poking from his sheath. 'man, she really got me.' he shook his head. 'knock it off Charles, its just a friendly dinner.'
once he was dried off and dressed, she took his paw and practically dragged him out the door. 'she's so full of energy.' they hailed a cab and drove to a house not far from the hotel "do you mind if we stop at my place, i want to change my outfit." he nodded. "not at all." she was after all still in the bathing suit she'd been wearing when he'd rescued her. "not that you don't look very nice as you are." she giggled. "thanks Charles." she patted his furry cheek and dashed into her house. she returned a few minutes later, in a lovely short dress, carrying a small handbag. "let's go."
they soon arrived at a small dance club, with surprisingly few people outside and in. "this is my favorite club. its off the beaten track, so we won't get too crowded out." almost overwhelmed by her boundless energy, he followed her inside. the place was nice, good lighting, sizeable dance floor, and a bar along the far wall. "sit." she said, sitting him in a chair near the bar. "i want to freshen up." he waited, patiently. a few furres, especially the bartender, a slim ferret, gave him encouraging smiles and a couple of thumbs up. he blushed a bit. 'oh great. just what i needed, the whole country will know i was here with her by morning.' a moments thought. 'then again, why should i care.' this was a surprising thought. this amazing tigress had him so comfortable that he felt more relaxed then he had in ages. the door to the ladies room opened and his jaw almost hit the floor. she was stunning. she had her hair flowing over her shoulders, she had taken off her dress, revealing a shorter skirt-like affair, with a firmly fitting top, showing off without blatantly bragging about her assets. she walked over to his seat, and giggled. "shall we dance?
she was a wonderful dancer. she flowed like water, or bounced energetically, depending on the song. when the 6th song had finished, she led him off the floor, breathing heavy but still smiling. "i'm hungry. i know a great place near here." and they were off again.
they sat at a two person table, facing each other. "you were right, this is really good." he admitted, scooping up the last of his plate. "told you so," she giggled. she had eaten like she danced, and it seems did everything, with unbounded enthusiasm "Michelle, i've had a wonderful time tonight. do you mind if we do one last thing?" she smiled, eyes twinkling. "why certainly." she leaned forward, her breathing soft. "what did you have in mind?"
they walked along the beach, looking out over the water. after a little while, her paw found his and they walked along, paw in paw. they saw a palm tree a little up the beach and sat under it. "Michelle..." "oh please, call me kitty, all my friends do." he smiled softly. "alright, kitty." she laid her head on his shoulder, sighing softly "the moonlight is lovely, i haven't done this for too long." he took a deep breath. "not as lovely as you." he said and turning his head slightly, kissed her. she sighed, kissing back. the kiss grew longer, and stronger, and it what seemed like moments, they were kissing hungrily, their arms round each other.
the door to his hotel room burst open and they almost fell into the room, laughing. she clung to him, raining kisses over his face, and he managed, just, to get the door closed and locked. "youre so handsome." she murmured, running her paws over his chest. "you're so gorgeous, so damn sexy." Charles moaned, pulling her close and cupping the front of her breasts, squeezing. "ohhhh," Michelle panted, pressing into his paws, liiicking over his muzzle. he massaged her breasts, and she moved her paw down his chest, over his stomach and cupped his balls, squeezing hard. "UNGHH!" he groaned, his eyes widening. "i want you." she purrrred. "i want you to fuck me, right here and now." so saying, she practically dragged him to the bed, and tossed him onto it. she clambered on over him, and kissed him deep and hungrily, pulling at his clothing. "mmmphhh." he mumbled as she sucked on his tongue, pressing her crotch to his thighs. he could feel her panties getting moist as she ground her cunt against his thigh. she pulled back, licking her lips, her eyes wild, panting heavily. "ohhh, youre so hot." he groaned and she grinned, showing off her teeth. "you don't know the half of it." she growled softly. he felt his cock emerge fully from his sheath, making his pants bulge hugely. she ran her paws over it, purring. "my, what do we have here?" she pulled his shirt off over his head, kissing over his chest, while her paws frantically unzipped and and yanked his pants and shorts down and off. she gasped as she felt his rock hard shaft spring forth and hit her inner thigh. "mmmm, it's so hard and big." she urred, moving her paws round it, without touching. "Kitty, please." he moaned and she looked down at his face. "awww, is kitty's little wolfy hot for her, does he want to fuck her hot cunny, hmmm?" she teased. "yesss." he groaned, and she laughed delightfully. "well, that can be arranged." she laughed and hopped off the bed. "what, where are you going?" he asked, as she rummaged in his dresser. "i'm not going anywhere." she grinned toothily, turning to him with an armful of sheets. "and neither are you."
she quickly tied the sheets to each of his paws and feet, securing him to the bed, being careful not to hurt the bloodflow to his extremities of course. "there now, comfy?" she laughed as she surveyed her new friend, tied down securely, arms at the corners, legs spread about half that much, head propped up with a pillow. "mmmm, kitty will love her new toy." she purrred, running her paw lightly over the head of his cock. "oh god!" he gasped, his shaft jerking, clear liquid oozing from the slit. she lifted her paw, and licked off the fluid from her palmpad. "mmm, tasty." "kitty, please." he panted, wriggling a bit. "stay put my wolf, miss kitty is going to dance for you." so saying, she swayed and danced before the foot of the bed, running her paws over her hot tigress body, carressing her breasts, and raising her skirt, showing off her soaked panties, the lips of her shaven cunt clearly visible. "oh god, youre an angel." he grunted, watching. she giggled and slowly pulled her top off over her head, swaying to an unheard rythm, until she tossed her top aside, her breasts naked and free, swaying, so full and firm, covered in soft white fur, her hard nipples poking free. "urrr." he growled, and she laughed. "glad you like them." she stroked her breasts, rubbing lightly at her nipples, moaning softly as she dribbled a little from them. she put her paws to her mouth and sucked on her fingers, cleaning them as Charles watched, his face full of lust. then, she moved her paws over her tummy, stroking the silky bellyfur, and moving a paw behind her, unfastened and let her skirt dropp to the hotel room floor. he groaned as he saw her white cotton panties, dripping with her arousal, and arched off the bed a bit as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband, and still dancing like a sensuous snake, pulled them down. "mmm, do you like what you see?" she purred, running her paws over her mound, gasping as she rubbed her cunny lips a little, leaning back a bit to show them off. "yesss." he whimpered.
"good." she murred and crawled onto the bed, her tail lashing the air, licking her lips. she liicked up his legs in turn, getting closer and closer to his cock, now so hard it threatened to explode. "my handsome wolf." she whispered as she finally reached her goal, and reached out, gently, ever so gently, tracing the network of veins with her fingertip. "oGHHH! ohhh my beautiful tigress..." he groaned, as her hot breath wafted over his throbbing shaft. giggling, she put her paw round his base, smiling at his gasp, and liiicked from the base to the head, running her tongue in a circle over the throbbing and oozing slit. "OH FUCK!" he cried out, jerking, clenching his bound paws. "hehehehe, all in good time." she giggled and took the head into her mouth, licking it that way. he rolled his head on the pillow, gasping as she moved her head lower and lower, until she had all 9 inches of his cock in her mouth. "mmmm," she moaned, loving his taste, and began to pull back, then forward again. he grunted and groaned as she bobbed her head, sucking on his cock. "ohhh, god, k, kitty, your mouth...so hot..so good..." hot oily pre-cum began oozing from his slit and she groaned, both from the taste and because she knew it meant he was close to cumming. she pulled her head back, licking her lips and began to pump his cock with her paw. "does wolfy want to cum?" he whined, nodding jerkily. "yess, yesss..." "good." she giggled and pumped harder, taking just the head into her mouth, sucking on it as her tongue licked at the slit. "OOOHHH FFUUCCKKKK!!!!" he howled and came. her eyes widened and she almost choked as a torrent of hot creamy cum spurted into her mouth and over her tongue. "mppggll..." she gurgled, drinking his cum eagerly. his nostrils flared as he smelt the mucky odor of her cunt, pulsing with need. gradually, his flow slowed, then stopped, and she lifted her head, some wolfsemen running over her chin and from the corners of her mouth. "mmmm." she moaned, licking her lips. "goood."
"glad you huh, huh, like it." he panted. she purred, wiping her face, then licking his cock clean. he managed to raise up a little, freeing his tail, and he flicked it over her pussy lips. "ohhh!" she gasped and he grinned. "looks like i'm not the only horny animal in this room, hmmmm?" she grinned and closed her eyes, moaning as he struck her oozing cunny again with his tail. he wagged his tail, as best he could, being tied down, and she gasped, panting a bit as it tapped against her pussy lips, over and over. with a burst of movement, she untied him and flipped him onto his front, refastening his paws. "mmm, never tried this." she giggled, straddling his thighs and taking hold of his tail. raising up, she fed the tail into hr cunt, panting and sighing as the furry length slid up into her soaked cunny. Charles couldn't see anything of course, but he could certainly feel, and he moaned as her hot wetness engulfed almost half his tail. unable to take any more, she held still, her breath heavy, sure she could feel every hair of his tail inside her. reaching down, she scritched just behind Charles head and sure enough he started to wag his tail. "YESS!" she cried out, shivering. the sensations were incredible, a furry living thing thrashing around inside her. she dug her paws into the bed by his thighs and struggled to stay still, as his hairy tail tormented her so deliciously. "ohh oh yesss. oh Charles, your tail, so long, can ffeeelll it moving..." he wagged as hard as he could and she was seized by a seizure of pleasure as he sent her crashing into an orgasm. "AAAAIIIIEEEE!!!!" she screamed, tearing at the sheets with her claws a bit, her body and mind aflame. "AAAAGGGHHH!!!" the tigress howled, tossing her head as the tail trashed and writhed within her, her juices soaking it and running down on to his thighs. she came and came, until she almost passed out. with a desperate spasm, she jerked back and his sodden tail slid free. she collapsed onto the bed next to him, sobbing. "ohh my god, i..i never...so good..." he nuzzled her with his head, still being pinned down, and murred soothingly.
after a few minutes, she regained her strength and untied him. he rubbed his feet and paws a bit, then grinned and grabbed her, rolling her under him. "my turn." he kissed her hungrily, rubbing her nipples, enjoying the feeling as her erect nipples pressed into his palmpads. "so lovely..." he murmured, gazing into her soft brown eyes, then kissed down her body and over her tummy. she sighed at his tenderness, then her eyes opened and she gasped as she felt his breath on her pussy lips. "you ate me, now i'll return the favor." he gave a loonnng lick over her lips, from the pucker of her asshole to over and past the nib of her clit, and she arched slightly, moaning. "oh Charles..." he lapped gently but persistently on her cunt lips, enjoying the taste of her juices, especially the cum she had released when she had ridden his tail. his ears perked up as she sighed and moaned, and he looked up to see her rubbing her nipples. gently, he opened her lips apart a little bit and blew a stream of air into her pussy opening. "ahhhh!" she groaned, and he grinned. pressing his tongue to the opening he slid it in, slowly, teasingly. "oh yes, Charles, hot, wet, more..." she panted, shifting a bit. he held her thighs down with his paws and pushed his tongue in as far as it could go. her soft cry of pleasure was music to his ears and he began to lick, lapping the liquid from her inner walls. he felt her paws grip his hair, and wagged his tail, making her moan as she remembered. he found a slightly rough spot at the top, just inside her opening and felt her stiffen, groaning. 'aha.' he thought and focused his licking on that spot. she made a deep growling sound and began to raise from the bed, her paws digging into the sheets. he pressed his cold nose to the nub of her clit as he licked and she stiffened and howled, cumming. his tongue and nose were suddenly soaked by a flow of fluid and he lapped it up eagerly. she twisted and yelled, trying both to escape and get closer to the pleasure. when he felt her flow begin to slow down, he brought her gently down from her heights, licking slowly and gradually removing his tongue from her pussy. he lifted his muzzle, licking his chops noisily and looked down on her, smiling ear to ear, running her paws over her breasts and tummy, sighing happily. "mmmm, you're good."
he moved up over her, nuzzling her, murring. she smiled up at him, stroking his face, sighing as she felt his re-stiffened shaft laying on her stomach. watching her face, he reached down, lined his cock up to her cunt lips and slid into her warm wetness. "ohhhh..." she moaned, smiling blissfully as he filled her, slowly, but wihout pause. "so good." he murmured, pushing until he filled her completely. at last they were joined completely, his balls pressed against her, her pussy stuffed full of hot throbbing cock. "oh, Charles, mmm, yesss..." she moaned, and he lowered his face to give her a deep kiss, thrusting out and in once as he did. her eyes opened and she gasped. "ohh!" she lifted her legs, placing them around his thighs, and holding his shoulders. "hard, fuck me hard and fast, your cock feels so good inside me." she panted and he grinned down at her. "a gentlefurre always obliges a lady." cupping her breasts, he began to pump hard, in long deep thrusts. "YESS!" she cried out, her pussy walls trembling around his throbbing shaft. "ohhh," she moaned, her pussy carressing his cock as he pumped her steadily. "youre so beautiful." he panted, licking her neck as they made love. "y..yesss...oh Charles." she sighed, running her paws up and down his back. she squeezed his ass and grinned up at him. "harder." he laughed and, rubbing her thighs, proceeded to pound into her hard and fast. "unghh, y, y, yeah, oh god!" she yelled, raising her hips to meet his thrusts. "i, i'm going to cum!" she shouted, her pussy pulsing, her juices flowing. reaching down between their writhing bodies, he rubbed his finger on her clit and she screamed, cumming hard. "YYYEEEEAAAHHHH!!!!" she yowled, her pussy gushing wetly over his pounding cock. he groaned, loving the feel as her cunt muscles carressed at his throbbing shaft. "m, michelle..." he gasped and she locked her legs round his hips. he groaned and plunged his deepest into her cumming pussy "MICHELLE! I'M CUMMING!!" he came, hot cream spattering into her pussy. "ungh, oh, mmm." he moaned, holding her tightly. they lay together, smiling as they slept, holding each other close.
the next morning, Charles awoke, and was delighted to find that he still had a gorgeous tigress in his arms. "mmm, good morning kitty." she giggled warmly, kissing his nose. "good morning to you cowboy." he stretched and chuckled. "we seem to be rather entangled." to her soft laughter, they worked to get their limbs back where they belonged, with only a little bother. it was made more complicated, but by no means unpleasant, by the sensations of soft fur on fur, or the 'accidental' rubbing of paws on pussy or cock.
Charles was happier than he'd been in years. at her urging he left his hotel and stayed in her spare room. he was glad of that, as not only did it save him money. "but you are much closer to paw." he quipped, pinching her ass as she bent over the bed to straighten the sheets. she giggled, wiggling her lusciuos butt and in moments, both their pants were down and he was making love to her right there, bent over the bed, her paws gripping the sheets, her face laying sideways on the bed, moaning and gasping in delight.
he visited her place of work, and drew many envious stares from her coworkers, especaily when she greeted him with a VERY enthusiastic hug and kiss when he dropped by. she took him all over the islands, showing off the natural beauty as well as practically every club, restaurant and dance hall on dry land. they didnt stick to dry land either. as a tiger, she loved to swim, and they spent many wonderful days and even evenings, scuba diving or just splashing and having fun.
and, of course, they had sex. a lot of sex. seemingly everywhere. in the closet where she worked, on the beach. once he brought her off with his paw under a restaurant table and she returned the favor by blowing him after she 'accidently' dropped her fork. they made love in the water, in the jungle, in houses and once at midnight in the middle of her front lawn.
but alas, the day eventually came when he had to go home. "it's not fair, she sobbed, holding him close. "i know, kitty darling." he sniffled, squeezing her tightly. lifting her chin with his paw he looked into her lovely soft brown eyes, rimmed with tears. he then said what he had wanted to say since he had met her. "Michelle Fernandes, i love you." her eyes widened and she gasped. for an agonizing moment he thought she would pull away, then she kissed him furiously, raining them over his face, laughing joyously. "oh Charles my darling, i love you too!"
he stood at the airport terminal, carry-on bag in hand, looking back at her, standing just outside the passenger area. in moments he would step onto the entry ramp and get on the plane that would take him home. 'home, what good is home without her.' he thought, his heart breaking. he looked at her, and saw she was crying. he reached up to his face and felt his own tears. "final boarding call for flight 781, all passengers please begin boarding." The PA system called and with a deep sigh he picked up his bag. he half turned, then...
'no, i won't do it.' pushing back through the line of passengers he rushed back to Michelle, sweeping her up in his arms. "oh Michelle! my darling, my love!" she hugged him back, so tightly, sobbing with joy. holding her paws he knelt on one knee, looking up at her. "Michelle Fernandes, will you marry me?" she smiled softly and nodded. "yes Charles, i will marry you." he leapt to his feet and held her tightly, laughing for sheer joy.
there was so much to do to prepare for the joyous event and they threw themselves into it with enthusiasm and verve. her friends were all too willing to help out, and within a few weeks, all was in readiness. they decided to wed in canada, his country, with his family in attendance, and hers flown in especially.
"relax Charles, youre just getting married." he said to himself, then laughed. "just? this is the most important and happiest day of your life. be as nervous as you want." the best man, michelle's brother, stuck his head into the room and smiled. "you're on."
with his heart in his throat, Charles walked down the aisle, and stood before the priest. as he moved towards the altar he had seen the rows of people, Michelle's freinds and his as well. his mother was looking so proud, and his dad was trying to hold back his tears. his brother was there too, holding the paw of his wife, winking at him as he passed. Charles could almost read his mind and the expression clearly said. 'go for it bro, it's worth it.' standing tall, he waited, and when the brides march was struck, he half turned and saw michelle gliding up towards him. the world stopped. she was so radiant and beautiful, her shapely body clad in a lovely white silk dress. Charles could only stare as this tigress, the woman he loved, seemed to float up the aisle and stood by him. they stood before the preist, and in what seemed like a moment, it was done. "you may kiss the bride." standing, he lifted her veil. "i love you." he whispered and she smiled back. "and i love you." he kissed her, long and loving, and the onlookers burst into applause.
later, at the reception, the mood was jubiliant and happy. when they did the spotlight dance, her warm body pressed to his, her eyes sparkling with life and love, he felt so happy and free. he insisted that she dance with others too of course, and he watched her, smiling as she wore out partner after partner.
much later, after all the guests were gone, the door to their honeymoon suite opened and they entered, laughing and hugging. "i can't believe you got the same room." she giggled, looking around, for it was indeed the very hotel room he had stayed in when he had first arrived. "especially for our first night as husband and wife, darling." he answered, kissing her. "this if where we fell in love." she sat on the bed and groaned. "ohh, my paws are killing me." he smiled and helped her off with his shoes, rubbing softly. "mmm, that feels good." "thats what husbands are for, Michelle Fernandes Wallace, to rub their wives feet." he quipped, and her wonderful laughter filled the room. "that, and much more." she purred and gave him a look full of hunger.
he stood and laid her back on the bed. joining her, he held her close, nuzzling, growling softly in his chest. "Michelle, my kitty, i love you so much." she ran her paws through his dark hair and purrrred. "and i love you, my cowboy." kissing him hungrily, she licked inside his mouth, and they groaned. "i want you my husband, make love to me." she panted, running her paws over his chest. "yes my darling bride, i will." taking her in his arms, he lifted her off the bed and stood her at the foot of it. "you are lovely, so beautiful." he whispered, reaching behind her to unclasp her dress. she moaned, rubbing her breasts against him as she fumbled to unbotton his tuxedo shirt. feverishly, hungrily, the stripped each other and soon they were naked, their clothes in a pile at their feet. "maybe we should hang our clothes up so they don't get wrinkled." she giggled. "you may be right." he smiled, and they gathered them up and hung them up properly, bumping against each other sensually on occasion.
as she bent over to put their shoes away, he could hold back no longer, and ran his paw over her ass and down between her legs, massaging her cunt lips. "oh! ohhhh, yessss." she moaned, stumbling slightly. "youre so wet, so silky smooth." he growled softly and she mewed, quivering as he pressed his fingers into her pussy, rubbing slowly. "ye, yes, ohh, Charles, mmmm, ohhh, l, love..." she gasped and moaned, wriggling her ass at him, pressing back at his paw. "youre so lovely, i want to make love to you forever." he whispered in her ear, moving up behind her, his hard cock laying on her asscheeks. "yes, yes darling, do it." she meowed, taking hold of the closet door as he slid his cock slowly into her cunt from behind. "ohhh, oh Charles, mmmm, youre so big." she whimpered, feeling every bit as he pressed into her, her pussy walls rubbing over his hard shaft. "mm, and youre so tight." he panted, rocking slowly back and forth. "oh! mmm, hhuhhh!" she grunted, pushing back at him, her head down, biting her lip, her breasts swaying slowly. he pumped her smoothly, gradually speeding up. "nghh, m, michelle, ohhh." he moaned, driving his cock in and out of her rapidly. she lifted her head, looking ove her shoulder at him , her eyes wild. "y, y, yesss, ride me cowboy, r,r iiiiiAAAIIEEEE!!!!" she came hard, her pussy rippling round his shaft, her juices running down the inside of her thighs. she gripped the closet door hard, struggling to stay standing, as her tail lashed the air, groaning loudly. he groaned loudly, and rammed into her to the balls, howling. "MICHELLE!! I'M CUMMMINNGGG!!!!" he came indeed, splurging thick streams of wolfsemen in the cumming tigress. "unghh, nnhhh, yes, yes." she gasped, shuddering as she felt the warmth spreading through her. he held her tightly, as they rode out their orgasms, then gradually lowered them both to the floor, panting. "ohhh, oh michelle." she reached her paw back, stoking his cheek tenderly. "my cowboy."
they honeymooned in the canadian rockies, and many times the woods echoed with their screams as they made wild passionate love. after one especially vigorous time, they lay, entwined, panting heavily, their fur soaked in their sweat. "darling michelle." Charles sighed, stroking her tummy fur. "sweet cowboy, i love you so." she purred, nuzzling him.
over the next year, after returning to her home in the barbados and converting the largest bedroom into the master bedroom, they settled in to married life and it was wonderful. one morning, he awoke to find her gone. he looked up blearily, and heard her in the bathroom just off the master bedroom. he padded in and found her bent over, throwing up. "hon? you okay?" he asked, laying a moist cloth on the back of her neck. "ughh, yeah, mmmokay." she murmured, and her helped her sit up. "must be a bit of flu." he laid a paw on her forehead. "hmm, no fever, maybe you'd better go to the doctor." smiling, she kissed him on the cheek. "sweetie, always looking out for me."
he didnt give it much thought for the rest of the day, busy as he was at his home based computer job. when she came home, she seemed a bit dazed. "michelle? are you okay? what did the doctor say?" she smiled, her eyes twinkling. "i'll tell you tonight, honey." puzzled he agreed.
that night, as he laid out the dinner table, she came in wearing her best dress. "you look gorgeous darling. whats the occasion?" he smiled as her poured her a glass of white wine. "the doctor told me something today." "oh, what?" he asked, lifting his glass to his lips. "i'm pregnant." she said and he choked, spilling his wine over his chest. she giggled, as he jumped up, trying to dab up the cold liquid as it soaked his chest fur. putting his glass down swiftly, he stepped over to her. "oh darling, thats wonderful news." he kissed her tenderly, laying his paw on her tummy.
"oh darling." Charles sighed holding her close. "i love you so much." she sighed, purring as she snuggled into his arms. "do you want a boy or a girl cub?" he murred. "i dont really care, i'm just so happy to be having your child." she answered, kissing him tenderly. "our child, darling, our child." he smiled.
they were very happy over the next while. he helped her, even putting up with her morning sickness and moodswings. one day she returned from a checkup. "darling, i have wonderful news." "really?" he murred, running his paw over her large tummy bulge." "yes," she whispered in his ear. "twins." he looked up at her. "twins?" she giggled and nodded. "yes my love, twins."
"Ch, Charles..." she gasped. "easy love youre doing just fine." she lay on the bed, knees up, gasping as her belly rippled with another contraction. "almost there." the midwife smiled. "one more big push." y, yesss..nnyyaaaagggghhhh!!" she pushed hard and the room was filled with the cries of a newborn cub. "here's come the other one." soon, another child was out in the world.
"oh Michelle, theyre so beautiful." Charles murred, as the twins lay in their mothers arms. "yes dear Charles, they are." she sighed, stroking their tiny cheeks. "hello little Michelle." he smiled at their daughter, a tiny tigress. "and welcome Charles jr." she purred at her son, a wonderful wolf cub. "i love you Michelle." "and i love you Charles."
paw in paw, they gazed at their children, happy and content.
the end
-authors note-
the character of michelle is based on a real person and she is every bit as energetic and enthusiastic as depicted. she gave wonderful feedback as i wrote this.