Seven Peaks

Chapter 4

Side Effects

September 25

	After Samantha and Mark left Dr. White’s office the psychologist contacted Mr. Warner the dean of students. He informed the man that Mark Jameson would most likely not be in classes for the next several days. Taking great care not to divulge details of the session, he explained that the boy had had a major breakthrough, and would be dealing with intense emotional trauma as a result, the boy would need a little time to heal from his emotional wounds. Once the arrangements had been made he called Marks cell phone to relay the message, he was greatly relieved when Samantha Thompson answered the call. After he relayed the information of Marks excusal from his classes for a few days, he asked Samantha, if she felt comfortable doing so, would she expound on the circumstances of the event Mark had eluded to that the young man had said he had hurt her. It was somewhat difficult to tell the man about that Saturday at the cabin. She usually didn’t discuss intimate details of her life with anyone, let alone a relative stranger. She related the events of that day somewhat slowly, the psychologist noting every key point of Marks behavior as she spoke. Once she had finished telling him the sudden changes in Marks behavior when they had began to get intimate, how the young man had shut down and withdrawn so suddenly, there was a long contemplative silence from the man.When he spoke again Samantha was shocked by his words...

“Ms. Thompson, from what you have told me about that day, taking into account the other instances that Mark described prior to the revelation of his greatest loss, I clearly see a pattern to the events of his life. I understand more fully what has driven such a strong young man so deeply into the pit of depression and despair he found himself unable or unwilling to extricate himself from. Mark’s life has followed a cycle. He may not realise it himself, but he has had periods of joy and happiness, followed by a painful event. It may be a break up, the lose of a friend or family member or some similar event. This cycle has repeated itself throughout his life, as you heard yourself in his retelling of such events, each painful event was followed by a happier time. Usually involving the finding of a new friend, several times a new passion or lover. After the loss he suffered when he was 13, he would not allow himself to find that next joyous event. He shuttered himself and his heart away from the world, afraid of being hurt again. I am concerned that if he doesn’t honestly open himself up to finding that next happier time, he will never be truly able to effectively quelch his pain and fear. From your description earlier this evening of the events in the cafeteria today, I feel confident that he sees you as that next upturn in his life. I do apologise for being rather blunt, even a bit nosey some would say, but do you young lady have similar feelings towards him as he expressed today?” Jamal waited patiently for her response.

She thought about his question for only a few moments, “yes Dr. White I do, I can’t say really if I am IN love with Mark, but I do know that on some level I love him. I have never known the love of another furson other than my mother. But with Mark there is a connection, more than a simple friendship. Something deeper, more meaningful, but why do you ask?”

“Before I answer that let me make one point perfectly clear, I can not and will not ask you to do anything against your own free will. But if you wish to have a relationship with Mark then I would encourage you to stay with him these next few days as much as you possibly can. Be there with him, and for him. I’m not saying whether you should or should not become physical or intimate with him, only you and he can decide that. But if it does lean toward that direction I would caution you on two points. Firstly let him take the lead, he may stumble in any attempt he may make but be patient and let him be the one to initiate things. Secondly if he appears to do so in earnest, go however slowly you feel he may need to, trust your own instincts, but do not let him back down fully. You should not force him by any means, but gentle persuasion will most likely be needed, don’t let him shutter himself away or crawl back into his whole. He may never find his way out of it again.”

She and the good doctor spoke for another half an hour, but by the time the conversation ended she understood what the man was trying so hard not to say to her. Mark’s low points were usually followed by a high point that included to some degree a new love. The young Bernese boy had chose her as his new love. Neither of them knew where it may or may not lead. But Mark wanted and needed something, someone no, wanted and needed her to focus on. She was his anchor, his lifeboat, the thought made her feel happy, and a little scared.

“Again I don’t wish to seem as if I am prying, but do you intend to stay there with him? If so I will contact the dean of students again and inform him that you will not be in classes for a few days also. I will simply tell him that you are helping me to care for Mark while he is recovering from this turn of events and he will not ask any further questions,” Jamal explained.

“Yes sir, I do plan to stay with him, he needs me right now, there’s no way I can leave him in this condition. I’ll contact my mother and have her bring up whatever I need in the morning. Thank you Dr. White, Mark’s lucky to have found such a friend in his psychologist.,” she said flatteringly.

“I thank you for your kind words, but he is far luckier to have found such a wonderful young lady that cares for him at a time he needs someone the  most,” he replied. “If either of you need me for any reason do not hesitate to call. Good luck Ms. Thompson, trust your instincts, trust in yourself and Mark will trust in himself. He already trusts you more than you know.”

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	That night Mark slept fitfully, waking suddenly,screaming, sweating profusely, pain and fear etched on his features several times. Samantha was at his side each time, speaking softly, comfortingly, reassuringly until he drifted back into an uneasy slumber. Tuesday morning he woke suddenly around ten a.m., harshly reprimanding himself for oversleeping. An hour and two phone calls to Dr. White’s office later Samantha had convinced him it was fine. The psychologist informed Mark that the school had been contacted and informed of his likely absence, Samantha’s as well would not be held against her, and he dozed off again. 

She roused him out of hibernation around noon, a growling belly lending a paw in her efforts to get him up and moving. Initially she let his near constant apologies for being such a problem etc. pass without comment. By the thirtieth time however she all but snapped.

“Mark Allen Jameson, I’m here because you’re my friend, because you need me, and because I care about you. But if you don’t snap out of this and start being the the guy I know, the guy that was there for me when I needed someone, I’m going to slap you with this,” she said holding a bag of frozen trout she had pulled from the freezer to thaw for their dinner,”walk out that door and go home.” Tossing the fish into the sink she tromped over to where he sat at the breakfast bar, fixed him in a soft loving gaze and continued. “You didn’t put yourself through what you did yesterday to continue wallowing in self pity and doubt. So I say to you what you would say to anyone else, time to man the fuck up, put your big boy pants on and move forward. So what’s it gonna be puppy? Do I stay or do I go?”

Mark sat there, mouth agape, shocked by her bluntness for several long moments. She hoped her instincts hadn’t steered her wrong. He suddenly snapped his muzzle shut, determination in his eyes as he stalked around the counter towards her as she backed across the room. Something hard, slightly cool stopped her retreat as she backed into it. He raised his paws, resting them on her cheeks, thumbs slowly stroking the short soft fur as he looked deeply into her eyes. “You’re right, I didn’t go through that to keep doing this to myself. Samantha, I meant  it when I said I love you, and it’s time I started showing it.” He leaned forward pressing his lips to hers, kissing her softly. Before she  could react he took her by the paw as he broke the kiss. “Come on,” he said as he turned and walked towards the front door, pulling her along behind himself. “Let’s get the hell out of this cabin for a while, I want to show you something.” He led her over to the stairs before releasing her paw. “Run upstairs and grab us some towels,” he said as he grabbed up a small duffle bag sitting near the foot of the stairs, pressing it into her paws. “Grab some shampoo from the hall closet, it’s the stuff in the gray bottle biodegradable, safe for the environment and all that. Ummm, and a blanket from that closet too. I need to grab a few things from the shed out back. Gather that stuff into that bag and meet me out back asap, it’s time for Mark Jameson to start really living again.” he said as a huge smile spread across his maw, a sparkle in his eyes she hadn’t seen before.

She ran up the stairs and gathered the items quickly, returning to the kitchen and tossing several bottles of water and a few simple snacks into the bag as well. When she rounded the cabin she caught sight of Mark as he exited the storage shed behind the cabin, a large pack strapped to his back. He saw her and smiled broadly as he called to her, “ready for a walk hot stuff?” As she walked up to him he looked into her eyes again. “One question, which Mark do you want, the Mark that’s been such an ass or the Mark I used to be, the one you’ve not meet yet, the Mark I was before all this gloom and despair got a hold of me?”
Giggling at his nearly childlike enthusiasm, she said, “I think I’d like to meet that second one. He sounds like he was a lot of fun to be with.”

“Then you got him sweet thang,” he said as he leaned toward her, quickly copping a blatant grope of her crotch. “Come on,” he said as he quickly turned and walked away before she could retaliate, “you have to see this place I want to show you, you’re gonna love it.”

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They had been walking for a few hours, chatting, telling jokes and just being typical teenagers. If this was what Mark had been like before she had known him, the Mark that existed before the darkness of his loss had all but consumed him, she wished she had known him then. He was really fun to be with, this was nothing like the guy she had known, she could certainly get used to him like this. They had entered an open area not long ago and he seemed to be following a path, even though to her eyes there was nothing to indicate anyone had ever been here before, that led towards a rock face a short distance away.

Mark stopped suddenly a short distance ahead of her, waiting as she caught up to him. “Okay, we’re almost there, only a few feet through this opening is the thing I want you to see. Take my paw and close your eyes,” he said, a huge grin on his face. “Keep them closed, no peaking,” he said as she felt him slowly leading her along. He stopped placing his paws on her shoulders guiding her into a specific spot. Seemingly satisfied at last she felt him pressing himself against her back, his chin resting on her shoulder as he whispered into her ear, “open your eyes, take a look at the second most beautiful thing I’ve laid eyes on.”

Giggling, partly from his breath tickling her ear, partly at his obvious over statement she opened her eyes. Her jaw dropped and she gasped at the sight before her. They were standing at the edge of a clearing with a large rock face, twenty feet tall at least, that surrounded this hidden spot. A sea of vibrant, lush green dotted by splashes of color surrounding a small pond nestled against the cliff face directly opposite them. Small rainbows danced in the air, light refracted in the thin spray of water as it tumbled it’s way down the rockwall it’s course interrupted by a large outcropping before it tumbled over the edge to form a gently cascading waterfall before ending the trek in the small pond below.

Samantha stood motionless, awed by the sight before her. She exhaled sharply, releasing the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding.

“Mark, this place is stunning,” she said almost breathless.

“It is, isn’t it? One of my favorite places,” he said as he moved away from her, sitting on a large boulder nearby as he took off his hiking boots. “Come here,” he said patting the rock as he rose up, “let’s get you out of those boots so your paws can rest.”

She sat on the rock as he quickly unlaced her boots and pulled them off her paws. She scrunched and stretched her toes feeling the warm, soft grass beneath them.
“Oh that feels nice,” she cooed softly. Looking up to him she asked, “so how long before we have to head back to the cabin?”

“That my dear, is up to you.” He spoke over his shoulder from behind the pack as he strode off towards the pond. “How long do you want to stay before we go bacK? An hour? A day? A few days? Either way I’ve got you covered babe,” he said with a sly smirk on his muzzle.

“Wait, what do you mean you’ve got me covered?” she asked as she walked quickly after him to catch up. “How can you have me covered?”

“I never head to this spot without at least planning to possibly stay a few days Samantha, it’s one of the places I most love to come to up here. It’s a great place to get away from everything, and everyone. That used to be the main reason I’d come here, to get away from EVERYONE.. So I never leave the cabin to come here without being prepared to stay a while. What, you think I lugged this big ass pack up here for the exercise?” he said as they neared what appeared to be an often used campsite. The stone enclosed fire ring a few feet away from her had obviously been used often. a large flat topped boulder, resembling a table in a way, stood only a few feet away. Slipping the backpack from his shoulders he leaned it against that rock, unfastening several bindings he pulled two folded camp chairs from the pack flipping them open in a single movement and sat them near the fire pit.

“A more comfortable seat for the lady,” he said gesturing to the chairs.

“Why thank you sir, such a gentleman,” she replied with a giggle as she sat in one of the chairs dropping her bag at the her footpaws. “So what else have you got in that magic pak of yours?”

“Oh all kinds of stuff,” he said as he walked around to the opposite side of the boulder it leaned against. He seemed to be doing something when she gasped slightly, her eyes going wide. He touched the big rock and...opened it?

“What the hell?” she said as she sprang from her seat and strode to where he stood.

Looking at what she had thought to be simply a big stone she saw it was in fact an oversized cooler. Mark reached in and pulled out two soft drinks, “I believe the lady prefers Livewire Mountain Dew does she not?” he said offering her one of the beverages.

“How the hell?”  she said staring at the odd rock before her.

“I found this spot years ago, always loved coming here to just hang out and think. So in middle school I got the idea for this thing, a couple of guys I was in industrial arts class with thought it would be a great project to do together so we built the fool thing. Took a small crane to get it out of the shop building and put in place here, silly thing weighs almost 2 tons. It’s a combo cooler storage cabinet that blends in with the surroundings. Since I intended to leave it here year round I didn’t want just some big ugly box sitting here so we came up with the rock look. Made the outer part of it, other than the lid and doors on this side out of shaped concrete. Helps keep the temperature even inside it, makes it nearly impervious to the weather too. Unless the lid is left open or is opened excessively it’ll hold ice for over two weeks. I came up here last Sunday before I decided to go see Jamal and stocked it up then. I was thinking about coming up here for a week or so before I decided to go see the shrink Monday morning. So food and drinks are covered. As far as what’s in the pack, non-perishable food, clothes for both of us for several days, tent, sleeping bags, pillows, blankets, camping gear. All the stuff to be fairly comfortable out here for a few days, if you want to stay that is,” he said a little sheepishly. Jamal, Dr. White says I should take a few days to heal from my emotional trauma, I think he’s right. I can’t think of a better place to be, or anyone I want to be with more while I do that.”

Samantha blushed brightly as she walked back to the chairs and sat down, fidgeting with the soda in her paws. “Mark, I need to ask...about us. You and me, where is this going between us? I don’t want to be pushy, God not after what you’ve been through. I just, I don’t know, I ...oh never mind. God I feel like an idiot,” she said reprovingly to herself.

Mark knelt down in front of her taking her paws in his, as he looked deeply into her Hazel eyes he said, “Samantha Thompson, without you I wouldn’t be where I am right now. I’m in a far better place then I have been in a long time. Yes Jamal pestering me to death got me to finally open up about things. But without you, without your strength, compassion and well, love, I wouldn’t be in this place now. Something is clearly on your mind, I can see it i your eyes. But what? You’re afraid of pushing me too fast? Too far? Samantha, you’ve been around me long enough that you know I’m direct, some think I’m mean about it, but it’s who I am. Whatever is on your mind tell me, whatever you want to know just ask me. You know I will answer you as truthfully and honestly as I can.”

“Mark, I know you would but I just...damn it Mark do you want to fuck me or not?,” she blurted out before she could stop herself again, blushing hotly, her ears turning a bright pink.

“Do I want to? Yes Samantha I do want to, but whether I can or not is a different matter. Physically yes, everything still works as far as I know. I know how, unless there have been some big changes in the last two years I don’t know about. But none of that has much to do with what stopped me last time. It...it terrifies me to be emotionally close to someone again Samantha, I’ve avoided it like a disease for over two years. But, that’s why I brought you up here, I want to try again. To get past that irrational fear, to make it up to you for hurting you like I did. But I know I can’t do it in that cabin yet. Sharleen and I spent a lot of time there, I think it’s part of the reason I stay there still. Some part of me trying to be close to her, and to be true to her.”

“I know I have to separate that, from this, from what we have now. The best way I can think of to do that is to get away from that cabin. I do want to have sex with you Samantha, but an equally important question is are you sure you want to do it with me? Are you totally sure you really want me to be your first?” Mark knelt there, still holding her paws as he watched her face, waiting for her reply.

He didn’t wait long, it took only a moment for her to decide. “Yes Mark I’m sure, as sure as I am that without your strength I would have never made up my mind to be who and what I am inside.

“If you’re sure, then I’ll try Samantha, but I can‘t just strip off and nail you where you sit,” he said blushing and giggling slightly.

She blushed again and swatted at his muzzle playfully, “well why not? No don’t even answer that, I’m only kidding. Sooo, now what cute stuff?”

“Well, you never did say if you wanted to stay here for a few days. If you do then I need to get camp set up before it gets dark. Gonna get a bit chilly once the sun sets,” he said looking at her expectantly.

“Yea, let’s stay here for a few days then, it really is a very pretty spot,” she replied.

Samantha was surprised with his efficiency as he put himself to the task of setting up their temporary lodging. What he had referred to as a tent, which she thought would be a simple pup tent, was in reality a series of 3 domes interconnected so that you could pass from the central room into either of the side rooms easily. As he was finishing up assembling their bed in one of the rooms she heard him say, “hey sweet stuff, check along the tree line. See if you can find some deadwood, limbs and sticks that have fallen for firewood. I’ll get a fire going shortly. 

Samantha had gathered several armloads of branches while Mark had set up their camp, as she returned with another load see saw him coming from the opposite direction with several rather large logs in his arms. Glancing at him quizzically he  said, I keep some larger pieces of firewood laid up over there at all times, covered up with tarps to keep it dry so I have it when needed,” 

Short minutes later Mark had a roaring fire going in the fire pit. As Samantha stood watching the flames dance, the sun barely above the peaks to the west Mark came up behind her, wrapping his paws around her waist as she stood gazing into the fire lost in her thoughts. Nuzzling against her neck he asked softly, “ getting hungry sweet cheeks?”

“Ummhmm, now that you mention it I am. So what’s for dinner?” she said enjoying the warmth of his body close to hers.

“How about we keep it simple tonight, say sandwiches, chips and a drink?” he asked teasingly.

“Sounds good, got any turkey in that rock over there,’ she said giggling at the oddity of his cooler.

“Just so happens I do, lettuce, tomato and...?’ his voice trailed off.

“Mayo of course, and for chips, if you have any..”

“Funions I assume?” Yes I remember sweety,” he said as he gently tickled her sides as he walked towards the cooler.

He returned in a few minutes paper plates in paw.

They sat and enjoyed their simple meal, chatting happily. Mark seemed much more relaxed than he had ever been. Maybe getting out of the cabin was a very good idea after all she thought to herself. As the fire died down Mark threw another couple of logs into the fire ring and banked the coals so that it would burn slowly. Then yawned and stretched languidly and he looked over to find her staring at him intently. He blushed under her scrutiny, his white chest and belly fur tinged a light pinkish hue.

“So, should I just go on to bed and get settled so you can get some sleep tonight or what?” she asked him bluntly.

“W  what? I don’t know...” he trailed off as she rose from her seat and joined him beside the fire wrapping an arm around his waist.

“Your cute, even cuter when your trying to avoid something, but it’s totally obvious you’re avoiding going to bed. If you don’t want to fool around Mark just come out and tell me, but don’t try to avoid me like this, it’s insulting.” 

She turned as she spoke, he caught her paw, “wait Samantha, you’re right, I am trying to avoid it. But I do want to fool around with you, it’s just...”

“Fine, then how about this, we go into that tent, strip down to our skivvies and get into that bed you spent an hour getting ready. We’ll start with groping and cuddling and let whatever happens happen ok? Can you atleast try to go that far with me tonight?” she asked tersely.

Leaping to his paws Mark swept her into his arms carrying her towards the tent, “yes boss, I can try to go that far with you,” he said as he ducked into the entrance of the tent and deposited her unceremoniously on the thickly covered mattress. She giggled loudly as she  bounded up from the bed groping Mark’s chest and groin as he pulled his shirt over his head to remove it.

“Can’t you give a guy 30 seconds to get his shirt off, sheesh,” he said gasping as she felt him up again.

“Think about that question, and who you’re asking for just a few seconds, horney high school girl remember now, any further questions?” she said as she gave his crotch a playful grope once more. Stepping back she quickly shucked out of her t-shirt. Reaching behind herself to undo the tail snaps of her shorts Mark saw his opening and groped her flat chest tweaking her stiffening nipples thru the thin fabric of the pale green camisole. He felt her shudder softly as she gasped at this touch.

“Oh so that’s how it’s going to be huh?” she said unfastening the button and unzipping her shorts as she turned her back to him. “Then what do you think about this?” she added as she bent over quickly pulling her shorts to her ankles revealing the matching pale green thong panties that fit snugly on her petite form, the thin strap accentuating her firm ass as it lay snuggled in the cleft of her cheeks.

“I think that looks marvelous,” he said giving her firm rump a quick grope before playfully swatting her ass.

“YIP!” she barked looking over her shoulder at him grinning. “you’re playful tonight, is that a good sign?”

“I think so, still need to go a little slow though, the last thing I want to do is freak out or freeze up on you Samantha. I don’t ever want to have that happen again.” he said looking down to his paws. He was worried about it happening again, more than he would admit. He’d spent so long shielding himself from it all, did he even have it in him to let someone, anyone in ever again?
He hoped he had the strength to see this through, and she had the strength to not just give up on him if it didn’t go well.

“Ok stud, now what?” she asked tilting her head slightly.

“Go ahead and get in the bed, I’ll get the lights and be there in a minute. As soon as my eyes adjust a bit so I don’t fall over anything,” he said a slight shudder running through his body, he hoped she didn’t see it.

“Oh what about if I have to go during the night, find a tree and hike up a leg?” she said with a grin.

“Huh? Oh no, there’s a portable toilet set up over in the other room of the tent, flashlight above the bed where your pillows are,” he said blushing slightly.

“Ok then,” she said turning down the covers and sleeping bag on her side of the mattress as she plopped down on the bed, The mattress was soft, but not bouncy like she had expected an air mattress to be. It felt firm almost like a normal mattress. Mark turned down the lantern until the lamp was extinguished. He stood there in the darkened tent, shivering in anticipation, and in apprehension, he could do this, he had to do this. For Samantha, for himself, he had to get through this fear of being close, of being intimate with another fur, if he didn’t...NO! he screamed at himself in his mind. There is no if, you don’t have a choice this time, you will get through this or you will die trying that’s all there is to it.

Mark stood there a few moments longer and opened his eyes, he could see well enough to make out the bed and he lay down on it pulling the covers over himself. He lay there panting slightly waiting for the freak out to happen when he felt a soft warm paw touch him lightly on the chest.

“Mark, is it ok if we meet in the middle and cuddle, do you think it might help any?” Samantha asked in a hushed, gentle tone.

“Yea, it might,” he said, a tiny quiver in his voice.

They lay facing each other in the darkened tent, breathing softly as a gentle paw slowly stroked up and down his back. She brought her other paw up, resting at against his chest, gently scritching his tense muscles. 

“You okay Mark? Not going too fast am I?” she asked whispering softly to him.

He tensed more momentarily, then seemed to relax somewhat, some of the tightness easing in his body. “Good so far babe,” he whispered back, unable to completely hide the slight tremble in his voice. She felt his paw graze her hip tentatively, hesitantly coming to rest on her firm ass, fingers slowly massaging her soft fur and warm flesh. His eyes went wide, suddenly realising she had slipped out of her panties, “ when did you slip those off?”, he asked

“While I was waiting for you to get into bed, too much, too soon?” she asked a slight tremor of concern in her voice now.

“N  no, it’s okay Samantha just, god I’m such a whimp. Why the hell are you putting up with me?” he asked, whimpering softly as he struggled against his growing desire to leap from the bed and run.

“For the same reason you put up with me, the same reason you try so hard to shield me from the jerks and assholes at school,” she replied, “Mark when I needed someone, anyone to just be my friend and accept me for what I am, for who I am, you came along. The day at the coffee shop was the first time I poured out my heart to anyone, ever. But you stayed, you didn’t get grossed out, or run. Because of you Mark, I finally realised that someone could and would accept me as I am. I want to show you that I can and I do accept you as you are. Mark something Dr. White said to me before we left his office, he said that all your life you lived a pattern. That any time a relationship ended you ‘grieved’ over it then moved onto better things, a new relationship. Until this last one, the one that made you a father,” she almost regretted her words when she felt him suddenly tense up, but she had to press forward for his sake. “I can’t even imagine what you went through that night, it had to be the most horrible thing in the world. But you stopped being you, he says you’ve been stuck in a loop, never moving past your grief. Why? I’m sure you loved her more than anyone before her, but why haven’t you tried to move on?”

“Because... I feel like I’m cheating on her every time I think about being with someone else. No that’s not really it, it’s that...that I realised just how fast everything you love can be taken away from you. How much it hurts when it happens, when someone you love leaves you behind. She was the first time that a relationship didn’t end well. Always before when things ended it was because who ever I was with and I decided to end it . Things always ended peacefully and most of them are still friends. But for the first time in my life someone else took everything I loved, took her from me like that. I just, I didn’t ever want to be hurt like that again. So to keep that from happening I couldn’t let myself get close to anyone again.” He fell silent, still as a stone statue, trembling like a leaf in a spring breeze.

“Mark, you were with her for what, almost a year?” she asked hesitantly. “You knew her pretty well then right?”

“Yes, just short of a year when it happened, we knew each other probably as well as our parents did, why?” he asked, his voice quivering.

Dr. White had been spot on, Mark had hidden from the hurt of being left behind. It was now or never, he had told her what to ask him next, said it may be the best thing to help him move past his fear of relationships. Before she could lose her never she asked him, “Mark, what would Sharleen want you to do? Would she want you to spend the rest of your life alone, miserable and terrified like you have been? Like you are right now? Is this what she would want for you?”

“I...I don’t know what she would want me to do.” He was lying to her, to himself, he was certain she knew it too.

“Yes you do Mark, you know exactly what she would want for you. You know and you won’t say it. Mark I’m not going anywhere until you answer that question. After that I’ll do whatever you want, stay, leave, never bother you again. Whatever you want, but not until you answer my question.” She waited, half expecting him to bolt, half expecting him to break down as he had in the psychologist  office.

“I, I need to think about it Samantha, and I need to sleep. Can I answer that in the morning, please?” his voice was heavy, thick with the turmoil of his emotions and fears. He was stalling, but he wasn’t running this time.

“Fine, in the morning then,” she said her paw clutching at his chest fur pulling slightly to make her point. “But come morning no more stalling, you will answer me, and we’ll either move forward together, or go our separate ways,” she said firmly. “I’ll just scoot over and...”

“No, please Samantha,” he said regret, even a little fear in his voice, “stay next to me. You’re so soft and warm, being near you like this helps, it really does. I just need to think this through okay?” His voice was less tense, and the trembling had stopped. He wanted her to stay near him, but he wouldn’t press the issue.

“Okay, I will. Get some sleep,” she said as she rolled over onto her other side spooning against him, pressing herself to him tightly. A few minutes passed before she felt his arm encircle her waist, paw tenderly rubbing along her side.

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Mark yawned widely, stretching to sprawl across the bed. There was that smell of bacon again. What was with this girl and breakfast? As he lay there her question rang in his ears again, ‘What would Sharleen want you to do?’

In all the time since he lost her, lost the young woman he loved most on the planet he hadn’t asked himself that question even once.  He knew the answer, he’d known it all along and wouldn’t admit it to himself. He hadn’t cared what she would want him to do. Only what HE wanted to do. Hide, push people away from him, crawl into a hole in the ground and pull the dirt over himself. He’d spent all this time being a selfish asshole, refused to do what she would want him to do. Refusing to admit it was what she would want, even refusing to ask himself the fucking question. Another thought crept into his mind, ‘Do no harm’ he had believed that, embraced it, lived by it. But he had done just what he wasn’t supposed to do. He had done harm, great harm, to himself, to Samantha, to the memory of Sharleen. He was suddenly filled with rage, anger, hatred for himself and his arrogance as he sprang to his paws. He stood there, his vision blurred by the tears that threatened to pour from him. Then he saw it, as clearly as any movie or television show he’d ever watched. The same scene had played out several times in the last month he had spent with Sharleen. He saw it again as if he were a spectator, they sat together talking about the possibilities of their future together. Each and every time she said the same thing, asked him to make the same promise, ‘if anything should ever happen to me, promise me that you’ll find someone else to love, someone  that can make you happy and love you’. Every time he made that promise to her, gave her his word that he would grant her request. But he hadn’t kept that promise....

“SON OF A FUCKING BITCH, YOU ARROGANT MOTHERFUCKING ASSHOLE!!”
He screamed it to the sky as he stalked from the tent, grabbing up the axe from where it rested against the cooler. Looking towards Samantha he asked, “how long until breakfast is ready?” his tone was much harsher than he intended, his rage and loathing of himself in control.

“T  ten or fifteen minutes. Mark are you okay?” the concern was evident in her eyes.

“No, I’m not fucking okay, I’m an arrogant selfish asshole that denied the wishes of the woman I’ve loved most in my life, broken the one promise I made her that means a mother fucking damn. No I’m not okay, but I will be shortly. We need to talk Samantha, and we will after breakfast, but I have to do something first. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

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Mark strode back into the camp less than ten minutes later dragging the trunk of a tree behind him. Samantha had no idea what he was doing but left him to do whatever it was he felt he had to do. He dropped the tree near the fire pit, returned the axe to it’s storage space in the odd rock cooler thing and took out a bow saw. He cut a log from the lower part of the trunk and sat there for several minutes,  it sounded as if he were speaking to the log. Then he picked it up and added it to the fire. A strange calmness seemed to wash over him, as if he had let go of a tremendous burden.

As she was dishing up their breakfast Mark walked over and helped her carry the plates to the small table in the central area of the tent. They sat quietly eating when he spoke, “Samantha, I’m sorry about that display, it won’t happen again. I’m okay now, I just had to deal with something and get it over with.” The silence was nearly deafening as he went back to eating. Once they had finished she started to rise to clear the table.

Mark laid a paw on hers, “Wait,” he said as she seated herself again. “You don’t have to ask the question, you shouldn’t have too either,” he said in answer to her expression.
“Yes, I know what Sharleen would want me to do. I know exactly what she did want me to do. She made it clear the last month we were together before she was taken from me. Several times she made me promise her that if anything happened to her, I would find someone else to love, someone that could make me happy and love me. I haven’t kept that promise, I let my own arrogance get in the way. I’m sorry Samantha, I hurt you over my own stupidity. I care for you Samantha Thompson, and in many ways I love you. But I know you’re not the one, not the forever one that I’m looking for. Because of that I can’t take advantage of you.”

“Mark Allen Jameson, I care for you too, and I love you in a lot of ways. I don’t care if we are meant to be together forever or not. But I do know we are meant to be together now, you are not taking advantage of me in any way. You’re my friend, my confidante, and I want you to be more than that. Mark look me in the eyes, I want you to be my first lover. I’ve spent nearly my whole life as a boy Mark, you are the one that helped me be the girl I am. That girl wants you to pop her cherry and fill her up with your cock. I don’t know if I’ll ever find a guy that will want to marry me, hell I don’t know if I’ll ever find another guy that will want to date me Mark.” Samantha had a very serious look on her face as she spoke, Mark knew she honestly felt this way towards him. 

“Right now, I’m sitting here all but naked, with one of the hottest guys at Prairie Flats Prep, do you have any idea how hard it is for me NOT to just pin your sexy ass to the ground and rapefuck you stupid?” Samantha giggled madly at the look of shock that sprang onto Marks face.

“SAMANTHA!” he shouted stunned that the Saluki had made such a lewd statement.

“WHAT? You think I could possibly sleep naked, you cuddled up to me all night so soft and warm, that paw rubbing my belly and not get turned on like a bitch in heat?”

Mark stood up and walking around behind her wrapped his arms around her, laying his head on her shoulder. “Ok, point taken, your horney as hell. But you deserve better than a run of the mill cock pounding Samantha. No your first time needs to be something very special, tell you what let’s go wash up and let me think on it for a little bit okay?”

“Okay, but if you’re stalling again I’m warning you, I will pin your ass down and rapefuck you until neither of us can walk, you got that sexy pup?” she asked lust in her eyes.

“Got it boss lady.”

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	“Oh come on Mark what the hell are you doing? Avoiding me or what?” she asked plaintively. He had put her in this chair and blindfolded her several hours ago. She could hear him scurrying around and doing...something the entire time.

“No, and I’m almost done, just sit tight. Trust me it’ll be worth the wait my sexy Saluki, it’ll be worthy of how long you’ve waited.” She heard him walk past again as he spoke, but what the hell was he up to?

“Okay sex pot,” he said as he took hold of her paws lifting her from her seat. “Before I take off this blindfold and this get’s started listen to me for a minute,” he said, gently rubbing the backs of her paws with his thumbs. “I want this probably as much as you do Samantha, but I can assure you I’m way more scared than you are. I’m not going to lie to you and tell you I’m fine and all that bullshit, I’m not fine. But for you I’ll get through it, I’ll do what you asked of me. But I know some ways to make this as enjoyable for you as it can possibly be. But I have to ask for three things from you. Patience, this is going to take a little time, my beautiful Saluki temptress deserves far more than a wham bam thank you ma’am first time. You deserve the best I’ve got, that’s what you’re going to get. Understanding, this is going to be tough for me Samantha, this is exactly what I’ve avoided for over two years and it scares the living shit out of me. But I’ll get through it for you baby. Trust, While I was getting what you are about to see set up I’ve been thinking over the best way to take your virginity and make it as painless and enjoyable as possible. So when I tell you to do certain things, trust that I know what I’m doing. So, if this is what you really want, and you’re sure you’re ready then take off that blindfold, and take my paw.”

Samantha giggled softly as she reaching behind her head she untied the blindfold letting it drop to the ground. She looked around and gasped to see that he had completely redone the campsite. She put her paw in his as he stood beside her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and led her to the door of the tent and into the side room the bed was in. He had moved everything around so that the fire burning in the fire pit shone through the tents window giving it the appearance of a fireplace.  The bed had been moved so that it faced that view, and been remade with satin sheets, sprinkled with rose petals, the room infused with the scents of lilac and honeysuckle.

“Are the accommodations to the ladies liking?” she heard him ask as she took in the changes he had worked so quickly.

“Mark this is so beautiful and romantic. How the hell did you pull this off all the way out here?” she asked.

“Well I could go all mystical on you, but the truth is I had a little bit of help. I made a few calls and an old friend picked up some stuff for me and brought it out here. She knows where this spot is and was nice enough to help a hopeless romantic out,” he explained.

“Well you’ve certainly taken care of the romantic part, this is fantastic. So what do we do now stud?”

“We get you into this bed and get you nice and comfy,” he said as he swept her into his arms kneeling onto the bed. “Then we add one sexy young stud to take care of your needs... oh damn, I knew I forgot something. Stay right there while I go find one of those stud boys for you,” he said smiling as he began to pull away from her.

“Oh no you don’t, you’ll do just fine for that role hot stuff,” she said pulling him by the wrist down beside her.

“Well in that case, it must be time to get you felt up a little,” he said as he began groping her, pulling her into his arms.

“Your a nut you know that?” she asked giggling happily.

“Yeeeeeeessssss I Knooooooooooooooow, “ he said rolling onto his back,  pulling her on top of himself.

Gently caressing her back with his paws he looked up into her hazel eyes, “Samantha, I want this to be as special for you as you are to me. Don’t rush it, just relax and let things flow okay?”

“Okay,” she said murring softly, enjoying his tender touch against her fur.

Lowering her head she kissed him softly, a gentle sigh escaped her as he returned the kiss tenderly. Several long minutes passed as they lay together, soft wet sounds of slow tender kissing, gentle gropeing paws roaming all over her body caressing and squeezing her lithe form tenderly.

Samantha  threw her head back gasping and panting, “Damn it Mark, I’m drowning here you’ve got me so wet.”

“Well we can’t have that, you’re far too pretty to let you drown,” moving quickly as he spoke he rolled over pulling her under him.

Slowly he planted gentle kisses down her throat, down her chest, over her stomach to her mons. Laying himself between her spread thighs he smiled up at her and winked, “now about that flood,” he said as his tongue slid from his muzzle, licking her from her tight little tailstar all the way up to her clitty.

“OH MY GOOOOOOOD!! she moaned happily, “ that felt...”  her thought interrupted as she felt his tongue dance along her tender nethers again, “ OHHHHHHH WOOOWWWWW!!,” she moaned happily, pressing her head deeply into the pillows. Minutes passed slowly, her breathing becoming moaned, rasping gasps of pure pleasure. So lost in the bliss of her first experience of such pleasure that she didn’t notice he had stopped licking her and rested his head against her belly for several seconds. One paw reaching down, she gently scritched him behind one ear, murring contentedly as she asked, “you okay down there sexy  ?”

“No, I’m not sweet cakes, but I will be, just give me a few minutes,” he said slowly.

Startled by the shaky tone of his voice her paw slipped under his chin raising it to look into his eyes. She gasped softly when she realised he was struggling with his fears and she had been oblivious to it. “Mark, if you want to stop..”

“No Samantha, don’t say it, please don’t say it and give me the option. Yes I want to stop, I want to bolt out of this tent and run, and keep on running. But I can’t, I won’t. I can’t hurt you like that again, if I don’t do this then I’m done. If I run again I may as well run right off a cliff and end it because I’ll never make it back again.  I have to do this Samantha, for you, for me, for us.”

“Then get up here next to me and cuddle me for a little bit,” she said trying to hide the concern in her voice, and her eyes, as he crept up the bed and lay beside her. 

They lay cuddled against each other, arms wrapped around the others body, paws gently stroking soft warm fur, slowly groping, and kneading tender flesh. Leaning towards him she pressed her muzzle to his, “Mark, *kiss* relax, *kiss* just relax, *kiss*, you’re here with me, *kiss* and we are in this together.”

They lay wrapped in each others arms for several long minutes, cuddling, kissing, sharing the warmth of their bodies as slowly the tension melted from his body. Slowly, as his desire for her clawed and ripped at his fear the tide of his struggle turned. Lust and desire began to win the battle with the irrational thoughts of escape. Their breathing becoming more rapid and shallow, groping paws moving with greater urgency, desire for her touch, her kisses, her warm soft body. “You have got to be one of the most patient furs I’ve ever know Samantha,” he said, a low rumbling growl escaped his lips as he pulled her muzzle to his. He kissed her softly, lips slowly parting as his tongue prodded hers begging for entry. Her lips parted, her tongue seeking his as they danced between their muzzles, stroking and caressing each others. 

Tightening his grip on her Mark rolled onto his back pulling her onto him, his rock hard shaft nestled in the cleft of her firm ass. Samantha wiggled her hips rubbing her clit against his pubic ruff, she broke their kiss as she giggled softly, tingles of excitement coursing through her nether region.

“Mmmmmm, I could get used to this real quick,” she said murring softly. 

A grin sneaking slowly onto his muzzle as she gazed down into his eyes she brought a paw to his cheek, gently caressing his face. “Better now babe?”, she asked a hopeful lilt in her voice.

“Yea, better. Think I just may make it through this, but now we have some bigger problems,” he said as the grin broadened into a huge smile.

“And what might those be handsome?” she said leaning down towards him.

“Well, you’re still a virgin, I’m horney as hell, and I haven’t gotten off in over two years. If I can keep myself from freaking out, and from drowning you in cum we should be ok though,” he said laughingly.

“Now this sounds more like the Mark I know, glad to have you back sex pot,”she smiled down at him warmly. “So how do we do this taking care of me being a virgin, never done that before.”

“Well I hope not, otherwise you’re fibbing to me about being a virgin”, he chuckled at her expression.

“But really Samantha I think with everything considered we’ll be better off if we do this with you on top the first time...”

“Wait, wait, wait what do you mean the first time?” she asked quizzically.

“Well if you’re like most furs hot stuff, once is only going to get you started, yes getting your cherry popped is going to hurt some, but I can help make that not so bad if you’ll let me. But once you get past that, and find out how good sex can feel, how fantastic it makes you feel, This will only be the beginning of things.” He brought his paws up gently rubbing her soft fur, squeezing her firm ass and massaging her hips.

“Well, I’ve waited for this for a long time puppy dog, so how about not making a girl wait any longer huh?  So, what now, jump on your cock and fuck like rabbits?” she asked raising up and reaching her paw down towards his crotch.

Quickly taking her paw in his he said, “Whoa girl, slow down, trust me on this. While I was licking you I got a good look at your cunny, and at your hymen, your cherry. It’s not a one size fits all proposition. Yours is more complete than most girlfriend, and it’s gonna hurt like a bitch if you rush this. Just stick with me and this won’t be that bad okay babe?” he asked, concern for her showing in his brown eyes.

“Okay Mark, I trust you, I know you would never do anything to hurt me intentionally. Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it,” she replied .
“Okay babe, up on your knees and scoot forward a little bit, that’s good,” he said as she got into position above his genitals.

“Now ease your sweet self on down here,” he said aligning  his rock hard cock with her opening she she lowered herself down onto him. “Now keep going slowly and stop when you feel a pinching sensation.”

She lowered herself slowly, the pointed tip of his canid cock slipping easily between her swollen labia. Piercing her entrance, sliding slowly into her warm silken folds slickened by her juices. HIs warm flesh held intimately in the embrace of her womanhood. She slid herself down his shaft, body shivering slightly at the new sensations racing through her as his rigid member penetrated deeper into her depths. Lower and lower until she had three inches of his cock buried in her warm tunnel. She gasped sharply and froze shuddering, “Yip, now that stung a bit.”

“Okay, don’t move. My cock is against your cherry now. That pinch you felt is nothing to what it would feel like when your hymen gets ripped apart...”he said before she interrupted him.

“What do you mean would?” she said a slight tremble in her voice.

“I mean would, but I know how to make it easier on you babe and I will...” she interrupted him again.

“I hope you know what you’re doing, because right now I’m kind of scared of you cramming that cock of yours up my cunny, it feels friggin huge as it is,” she said shivering slightly.

“I do Samantha, you’re not my first virgin and I have not forgotten anything I ever knew about sex sweety. Like I know by how hot you are, how wet your cunny is this part isn’t going to take long. So I’ll explain what we’re going to do first okay? You are going to slide up and down on the part of my cock that’s in you now. While you do that I will diddle your clit to help you orgasm quickly. When you do you’ll feel the most amazing thing you have ever felt. When it happens I want you to sit down in my lap fast, it’s still going to hurt some, but it will not be too bad I promise you. Here, take my paw,” he said offering his paw to her. As they intertwined their fingers he gazed deeply into her hazel eyes, “just trust me babe, the worst part of this is about to be over very soon. After this you’ll be a little sore for a bit but you won’t have to go through this again,” he waited for her to acknowledge she had heard him. 

When she gave him a single nod he smiled up at her, taking his free paw and giving her a gentle smack on her ass, “ride ‘em cowgirl,” he said with a giggle.

Samantha rose up slightly and giggled back at him cocking her head to the side, “really?”

With a laugh he smiled at her and said, “yea really, the way you’re on top, facing me and riding my cock is called the cowgirl position.”
“Oh sheesh,” she said returning his laugh as she slowly began pumping the three inches of his cock in and out of her tight, soaked nethers.

He watched as she quickly settled into a slow, steady ryhthm, her eyes closed, head slumped forward. Within moments she was moaning softly, her breaths shorter, shallower as pleasurable sensations emanated throughout her body. His free paw came to rest on her belly, claws gently raking the short soft fun, fingers slowly moving downward towards her hot, wet slit seeking her sensitive love button. Caressing her clit with his thumb, circling the tender nub slowly he felt her body shiver. Her moans grew steadily louder as she released his paw from her own, both coming to rest on his chest to support herself as she raced towards her peak.

The sight of her atop him, her lithe form straddling his groin, the smell of her arousal. He revelled in her warmth, the exquisite tightness of her slick tunnel, the softness of her beautiful snow white fur in his paws. He was hers, body, mind and soul...

Marks eyes snapped open and he looked around dazed and confused for a few moments. Realisation dawning on him suddenly, he saw Samantha writhing above him, moaning deeply, panting and gasping. She clutched at his chest, fur being all but ripped out as paws formed into fists bringing him fully back to the present.. Her body trembled, almost violently, as desire drove her on towards release.   Moments passed as he watched her being consumed by pleasure, want and need etched in her face...

She raised her head slowly, muzzle arcing towards the sky, arching her back as she toppled over the point of release. Her body went rigid, pulling his chest fur sharply as the first wave of intense pleasure flooded her body and mind, a shudder running through her from her toes to the tip of her upturned muzzle. Her lips parted as the next wave washed over her, a low throaty howl escaping her,. “ARRRWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

When she howled it was his signal, he brought his paws to her hips knowing what was soon to come. He waited in anticipation, her velvety passage rippling, squeezing his cock, trying desperately to pull him deeper into her folds.

She continued to howl as three more waves of bliss washed over her body, each taking a toll until at last the strength was drained from her legs. Some distant corner of her lust filled brain registered his voice, heard and understood his warning of what was coming. ‘Brace yourself babe, it’s time,’ he had said as her legs gave out and she fell upon him, his hips thrusting up to meet her. A flash of white hot, searing pain gripped her in the moment her virginity was dispersed forever. Their momentum driving his rock hard cock inside her to it’s full extent, her passage torn open by hot, pulsing flesh. Her labia spread wide, nether lips stretched taut around the thick base of his cock. “Son of a bitch,” she muttered sharply, eyes squeezed tightly shut against the tears that threatened to flow.

He tightened his grip on her hips, holding her tightly, their groins pressed together when she uttered her exclamation as her virginity was obliterated in an instant. “I know it hurts babe, just hold still, don’t move. It’ll ease up in a few minutes, the worst part is over with, but if you try to continue, or get off, it’s going to hurt like hell.”

“Ok, if you say so, damn if that was making it easy on me what the hell?” she asked.

“If you weren’t already all feeling good from coming, you would still be screaming. Told ya babe with a cherry like yours it was going to hurt no matter what, be glad I didn’t just cock nail you like you wanted me to. So... how’s it feel now sweet cheeks?” e asked smirking up at her.

“Well, the pain seems to be be pretty much gone, so now what, ride ‘em cowgirl some more or what?” she replied, realising he had kept her talking to take her mind off the pain in her cunny.

“Up to you my sexy little Saluki, why don’t you give it a couple of bounces, see how it feels now,” he said, a sly grin on his muzzle.

Tentatively she rose up, his still rock hard cock slipping from her soaked tunnel slowly. She trembled slightly, a soft low moan escaping her lips as she lowered herself down onto him again. The sensation of fullness, the warmth of his turgid flesh inside her was wonderful. She bounced on his cocm several short strokes, moaning a bit louder and stopped again. “Ohhh damn that feels pretty good now, so on to the main event then sexy puppy?”

“Any time you’re ready puppy girl, so you want to go like this or do you have something else in mind?’ he asked grinning broadly up at her.

“Depends, if I want you on top do I have to WHOA...,” she gasped as he sat up, wrapping her in his arms and rolling over dragging her underneath him in a fluid motion.

“This what you had in mind babydoll?” he asked giggling softly at her.

She looked up at him a bit wide eyed, “yea, shit you did that quick, and without slipping out of me, I think I’ll keep you around for a little while.”

“Works for me,” he said as he slowly withdrew a few inches from her depths and slid back into her warm wet folds fully.

“Nnnngggggggggg, damn that feels good now. Ok, ok, enough gab and teasing, the pain is gone so get on with it and stop stalling.

“Yes ma’am, right away,” he said, planting his paws on the bed beside her pushing himself up extending his arms fully, “you may want to get comfortable then, we may be here awhile. If you think you can get me out of a two year celibacy, get your cherry popped and just get sexed up once, you are sadly mistaken lovely lady. “

Slowly he began moving his hips, stroking his rigid pole into her warm, wet folds. Bringing his muzzle to hers warm lips touched, parted, muzzles locking together as they tilted their heads.
Tongues playing, twisting, caressing the others they kissed for several long moments. As they parted, gasping softly, Mark look into her eyes, “Samantha, I   I need to say something...”
She silenced him with a finger placed to his lips, “Shhh, no, you don’t, not right now you don’t.
Right now there isn’t anything to say, unless you want to whisper sweet nothings into my ears,” she said smiling softly, “otherwise, hush. The only thing either of us need to do is make love to each other.” 

Placing a paw behind his head she pulled his muzzle to hers. Kissing him forcefully, her tongue exploring his mouth wantonly, needily, sighing softly into his muzzle. Her other came to his chest tracing slowly downward over his stomach, sliding over his side to grope and massage his ass.

He gasped pulling his muzzle from hers as he continued the slow assault on her nethers, his rock hard cock caressing and teasing her most sensitive spots as he entered her depths over and over again. He made love to her slowly, gently, passionately, thrusting deeply into her as they gazed lovingly into each others eyes. Wrapping her legs around his waist, ankles intertwining behind his back she held him in a passionate embrace.

“God you feel so good inside me Mark, but I’m not made of glass, you’re not going to break me if you get a little rough you know?” she said winking up at him.

“I know that, I’m not afraid to break you Samantha, but I do want to be gentle, tender and loving with you. And to be honest I’m being just a tiny bit selfish too, I want this to last as long as possible, for both of us.” Mark kept his gaze locked with hers, slowly nudging them both towards climax, “because it feels so amazing being inside you. You are an amazingly sexy woman Samantha, I’m the luckiest bastard on earth to be your first lover.”

“You’re so full of shit,” she said giggling up at him. “You’re just hard up as hell from being celibate for two years, blinded by lust and all...” 

“NO, I am not blinded by lust, OKAY maybe just a little bit, under current circumstances. Kind of hard not to be when I’m balls deep in the sexiest girl around,” he said smiling sheepishly at her.

“Hmmph,” she said, trying to sound insulted, “Not such high praise considering I’m the only girl around.”

“Samantha, I   I didn’t mean it...” he started.

“Oh I know a exactly what you meant Mark, but you’re talking too much. Now shut up, stop teasing me like this and fuck me like you mean it. All this slow and loving is great, but I need to cum damn it, you’re driving me crazy,” she said whimpering softly between moans.

“Your wish is my command pretty lady,” he replied.

Kissing her passionately he increased his pace, driving his steel hard manhood into her soaked nethers forcefully over and over, driving her closer to her peak. 

“Oh god this feels so fucking good,” she moaned breaking the kiss, pressing her head deeper into the pillows.

Nothing could have bolstered his confidence, or driven his desire higher than her words. He’d avoided this for too long, worried the long absence of sexual contact would result in him not being able to satisfy her properly or fully. All worry left his mind, only thoughts of driving her closer and closer to an earth shattering orgams filled his mind now.

Their playful banter ended, replaced by moans as they fought a losing battle against their desires, vain attempts at forestalling their own climax to drive the other over the edge first.

Long minutes passed as he rutted her forcefully, driving their tensed bodies right to the very brink of climax. She cling to him as if the force of their lovemaking would pull him from her grasp, send him spiraling into space. Arms clutching him to herself, fingers intertwined behind his head, legs wrapped around his waist pulling him tightly to her with each thrust. His slowly expanding knot pulling at her nether lips as it popped in and out of her drenched cunny.

“I...I’m close Samantha, so damn close. Go  gonna coum soon,” he gasped between ragged stuttered breaths.

“Me   me too, just   just trying to wait on y  you l   lover,” she replied, her breathing as raspy and drawn as his.

Three, four, five times his knot popped into and out of her sodden rippling treasure, both teetering at the threshold of orgasmic, ecstatic release.

His knot popped inside her again and stuck fast, tying them together in an intimate embrace.
They gasped sharply as he continued to thrust as much as he could, pulling at her entrance tightly stretched around the base of his fully formed knot, grinding his groin against her sensitive clit.

Moments later they both reached the tipping point, tumbling over the brink, falling helplessly into a chasm of pleasure

“I’m cooooommmmiiinnngggggggg!!!” they gasped loudly in unison, bodies trembling in orgasmic release as his arms gave out and he lay atop he.

Her vision exploded in bright colors as waves of intense pleasure washed over her mind and body. Gentle warmth spread throughout her body as her climax erased every thought from her mind leaving only pleasure in their place. 

His mind exploded in a blinding light as as the first shuddering wave of orgasmic pleasure drowned the ability to do anything but feel.

They held each other tightly, his tip pressed tightly against her cervix, thick, creamy ropes of his hot seed filling her. Her soft fur pressed delightfully against him, the warmth of her body seeping into his very being. Her hot inner walls gripped him tightly, squeezing him from root to tip rippling along his shaft. 

“So...so full of c  cock, so   so much c  cumm,” Samantha moaned softly, the slight bulge of her stomach pressed against him more intensely, swelling slightly with each pulse of his throbbing cock as he emptied his aching balls into her velvety womanhood.

As they reached the pinnacle of ecstasy Samantha arched her back lifting them both from the bed. A low rumbling growl and soft murring coming from him as she howled her approval of the pure, mind consuming bliss coursing through her body. “Arrrooooooooooooowwwwwww! “
Several long minutes passed as they slowly sank back to the bed, then tension of her muscles gradually leaving her body as the intensity of her orgasm ebbed. 

The last spurts of Marks thick, hot, creamy seed flowed into her body as he leaned to the side pulling her tightly to his chest. They lay side by side cuddling, stroking the others back slowly, claws trailing through slightly damp fur, leaving furrows in their wake. Gazing lovingly into each others eyes their breathing slowly returned to normal before either tried to speak.

"Jesus Fucking CHrist!! Why the hell did I wait so long for this?", she moaned when she finally spoke.

Chuckling softly Mak replied, “you know, some ass holes at Prairie Flats would ask you how it felt to get your cherry popped at such an old age.”

 “Oh my GOD since when is SIXTEEN ‘old’ for being a virgin?!?!?!” she said, grinning at him broadly.

“That was the most amazing sex I’ve ever had, damn but you’re good at this shit,” she said kissing him softly.

“I’ll take that as a compliment, but,” he replied chuckling “it’s the ONLY sex you’ve ever had so...”

“Keep that up and it’ll be the LAST sex YOU ever had.” she said sternly, raking her claws down his back nuzzling her muzzle into his neck.

“EEEEEP,” he squeaked, “just kidding babe, just kidding,” he replied, giving her ass an affectionate grope.
They lay cuddling each other, soft paws tenderly caressing each other until with a soft, wet pop his knot extracted itself from her loins.

“Mmmmm, very nice way to spend an evening, I could learn to love this,” she said licking the tip of his nose.

“Well don’t get too comfortable sexy pup,” gazing deeply into her eyes he continued, “that was just round one. Round two will be starting soon,  we not done yet, not by a long shot hot stuff.”

“Oh really now,” she giggled at him, “and just how long do you intend to keep this up lover?”

“Until neither of can move sexpot, until neither of us can move.”