An animal quality

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My plan for the current Kink of the Week topic of Pet Play had been to find one of my tails. I have a bunny tail and a fox/wolf one and head out into the countryside and take some animal quality pictures. Sadly the weather has not been conducive to such activities but no worries I thought. I have another picture from this outing a few years ago, I can just use that. After all I didn’t have that much to say about Pet play.

“I let a little bit of the wolf show.”
~ Sarah J. Maas

But then I thought, come on woman, you are just being lazy. Get your tail out and take some pictures. It is February Photofest after all and so I rummaged through my box of delights that lives under my bed and found my luscious black tail. Discarding my clothes I reached for the lube, laid on the bed and eased the plug that is attached to the tail into my arse. It took a few moments. It’s been a while since I indulged in any arse play but then it was in and damn it felt good.

I set up the camera but then out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of myself in the mirror in my bedroom. Now I was distracted. Watching my butt in the mirror and how the tail swayed when I wiggled and what it looked like when I bent over. How the soft fur felt between my legs and on the back of my thighs. I felt sexy in a kinda raunchy, dirty, animal quality way.

I wanted someone to come into the room and catch me there admiring my tail in the mirror. Someone to ask me what I was doing?

“Just taking pictures” I would innocently reply

“It doesn’t look like, just taking pictures” they would respond as they came closer

“It looks like you are playing with yourself. It looks like you are turning yourself on as you admire yourself in the mirror.”

And as they spoke they would pull my tail up, reach between my legs and run a finger through the folds of my cunt and then present that finger to me, glistening with my juices, as evidence.

I would grin into the mirror at them and push my bum back into their crotch in invitation or maybe provocation.

“Take your pictures then” they would say as they took a seat on the end of my bed.

And I would.

And them watching me and the feel of the tail against my skin and how it made me move and pose, arching my back, pushing my butt out would only serve to turn me on even more as I tried to capture my inner animal.

Then when I was done. As I lent over the bed flicking through the pictures making sure I had something I could use they would give up their seat on the bed and come round to stand behind me and before I knew what was happening they would be unbuttoning their trousers and pulling out their cock that was already hard and then they would lift my tail, press me down onto the bed as they pushed their dick into my wet cunt. Easing themselves slowly into me, letting out a throaty growl at how the plug in my arse made me so tight and I would spread my legs and brace myself against the bed. A bitch in heat, my tail held high, my back arched in offering. A desperate aching animal need to be fucked courses through my veins.

Instead I laid on the bed, my camera discarded beside me. Satisfied I had the pictures I wanted and fucked myself. Legs spread wide, tail laying out between them, plug buried in my arse and dildo filling my cunt and I came so hard.

I am not really into pet play. I am not going to eat from a bowl or sleep on the floor at your feet and I have no desire to wear a collar or leash but a tail? There is something about it. An animal quality that makes me feel raw and needy or is that greedy? How about both? That just works for me. I have not worn my tail in literal years. When you have no one to wear it for or share it with it is easy to just leave stuff like that languishing in the toy box. I plan to not let that happen again and remember to wear it for me but I admit what I would really really like is to find someone who wanted to lift my tail and give me to a good animal fucking.