A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)
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				Title: <strong>A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pinkie</strong> on <strong>24-07-2014, 23:18:55</strong>
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				Life for Jon had been especially unusual the past few weeks. His father had recently passed away. And that had taken a toll on him. Jon had admired his father greatly. He'd been strong, confident, bold and assertive. All qualities he looked up to and hoped to possess himself one day. He sighed as he looked over to the bedside table and saw a photo of him with his father. Jon had just been a cub when it was taken. They'd been camping together in the woods, two wolves indulging in the great outdoors together. They'd bonded and trained together to get fit and strong. Of course at the time he'd been too young to develop any real muscles. But Jon looked at his body now. Beneath his dark fur was a well muscled, toned body. Barrel chested. He decided to look through the drawer of the bedside table, following some nameless impulse. And inside he found a sealed envelope.<br><br>Curiosity got the better of him and he opened it. His father's handwriting was obvious. It read, "Jon, my dear boy. If you're reading this then I'm no longer around. Be strong like I know you can be. Now onto your future. As you know our family isn't exactly normal. Your mother I took to be wife but in reality she was my submissive. She tended to my needs 24/7. And now that I'm gone it's time for you, Jon, to take over her care. You must make her yours, Jon. Show her you're in charge, that you need her but also that she needs you. I'm leaving enclosed details to my bank account with savings in there enough to last you a lifetime. Also in the back of my wardrobe you might find a selection of items that you could use to help have a little fun with your mother. I know you'll do well in this, son. Take care, know that I love you and I'm proud of you. I'll see you again someday."<br><br>Jon just sat there on the edge of the bed for a moment, uncertain what to do with this information...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>24-07-2014, 23:49:16</strong>
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				If his death had been hard on Jon, it had left Jenna devastated. She had been his since she was just a girl, essentially, smitten and in love and easily taken under the hand of the handsome, powerful wolf, her submissive inclinations honed to perfection through a lifetime of being his. She never had to worry for anything - just obey her Husband, and devote herself to pleasing him. Whether that meant serving drinks wearing little if anything his weekly poker game, and occasionally being offered as a bet, fixing his meals, or in the proudest moment of her life, carrying his child.<br><br>Jon had always been his. She loved her son dearly, but from the moment his father lifted the boy up in his arms, taking him from his exhausted mother, her slender, smaller form having been through the ordeal of birthing him, it had been clear that her son was destined to be like his father. Proud, dominant, strong...a wolf. She had tried to be a good mother to him, in her own way, but she might easily have been mistaken for a particularly overworked domestic servant.<br><br>And then he had died. He left her with nothing, and she had to plead - and more - with a friend of his to land a job as a secretary, working herself to exhaustion every night trying to keep up with bills she was never meant to pay. Trying to keep her head above water, and Jon's needs met.<br><br>Jon would hear her come in, and the sound of her preparing dinner for him - she pre-made most things, and as with many nights, he would find his dinner sitting out for him. Then, as she had taken to doing, she dragged herself upstairs, took a shower, and retreated to the room she and his father had shared. The king sized bed was absurdly oversized for the slender vixen, and had made her feel even more lost. Instead, she had taken a few pillows and a thin blanket and put them in a corner, where she could curl up against the wall. And then, as she had every night since he died, she softly cried herself to sleep, asking him why he had left her, what she was supposed to do now. Begging for guidance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pinkie</strong> on <strong>25-07-2014, 00:42:16</strong>
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				After a little moment of introspection it was clear what Jon had to do. He strode downstairs with renewed energy, a sense of purpose suddenly placed back in his life. As was usual at this time his mother Jenna had prepared his evening meal for him and left it under a cover on the table. She was nowhere to be seen. She'd had to take a job in the time that father had died to make ends meet for them. Of course that was now redundant that Jon has inherited all that money. He would tell her later. For now he simply enjoyed his meal.<br><br>A while later Jon found himself heading upstairs but instead of going to his own room he went to his father's room instead. He knocked hard and brief before opening the door, not waiting for a reply. Jenna was there. Poor thing. Curled up in a little den she'd made for herself against the wall instead of sleeping in the king sized bed. Already there was a forlorn look on her face, probably contemplating how life had changed for her. "Jenna, come and sleep in the bed with me tonight. This is no way for you to live." Without waiting for an answer, Jon got himself comfortable in the king sized bed and pulled the duvet back inviting her to join him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>25-07-2014, 01:09:28</strong>
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				She stirred softly when he opened the doors, her head up, eyes reflecting brightly in the light as he let himself in, still curled up in the pathetic little nest she had fashioned for herself. She smiled softly at him, and nodded.<br><br>'Jenna'<br><br>Her son hadn't called her by anything other than her full name since he had been seven or eight. Titles were for his father, she was just 'Jenna'. She rose obediently, sliding into the bed - carefully made each day out of habit, even if she had abandoned it, and settled in beside him.<br><br>"Jon...I'm so sorry. I'm trying, I really am...you should have more than this, you should have better than this. I know your Father wanted it for you. I'm just not enough. I can't..." she closed her eyes, and there were tears in them.<br><br>"I'm not strong enough. Can...can you forgive me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pinkie</strong> on <strong>26-07-2014, 12:28:36</strong>
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				Jon watched his mother get up from her little den. She was a fox. Not just in the literal sense either. She oozed sexuality, in every graceful motion she made. She was petite, especially compared to Jon with his large muscled body. But that certainly didn't stop her being irresistibly attractive and elegant.<br><br>As she slid into bed with him, they turned to face either other. She started to open up to him. Tears were welling in her eyes. At that moment she seemed so utterly fragile that it melted Jon's heart. "Shh." He whispered, gently using his thumb to wipe away her tears. He kept her small, beautiful face in his hand for a moment until their eyes were locked. He wanted her to see how earnest he was when he said, "There's nothing to forgive, Jenna. You've done nothing wrong. I'm going to take care of you now." He leaned in and planted the softest kiss he could on her lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>29-07-2014, 08:12:37</strong>
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				She moved with a kind of sensual, languid smoothness, the product of both her species, and a lifetime of trying to be valuable to her husband - his father. The petite figure nestled next to him, and she smiled weakly as he wiped her tears away, looking small and vulnerable and scared, her head held in his hands, gazing at him, her expression lost and scared and utterly alone.<br><br>She looked like one of the timid, submissive prey girls some of his friends had "picked" for their first sexual experience - older, more mature, with fuller curves, but with that same kind of vulnerable need to be someone's.<br>&nbsp;<br>Smiling softly, she sighed as he kissed her, and shook her head.<br><br>"I have done something wrong. You're my son, you shouldn't have to take care of me. I don't want to stand in your way..." Her head bowed in his hands, and he could feel her shaking. "I don't want to be a burden. You should go. We can sell the house, use the proceeds to pay for your school. Enough to start your life off right. I can...I can keep working, find some small apartment somewhere..."<br><br>The poor thing was trying to take this all on her small, narrow shoulders, was trying to send him off well. Though, with what he knew she brought in, she was damning herself in the process. She was a secretary, hired by a friend of his father's who mostly hired her for the same reason you spring for office art - so you have something to look at during the day. She'd likely never be more than that, and given how he found her - how long would she last, lost and alone?
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pinkie</strong> on <strong>31-07-2014, 13:14:14</strong>
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				Feeling her small, shaking body under the covers stirred mixed emotions in Jon. As he held her close to his strong body in the hope it would reassure and comfort her, he also couldn't help but be aware of her sensuality. Her scent. It drifted up to his muzzle and almost drove him mad. He became almost painfully aware of her petite breasts pressing against his chest. It took all his power to remain calm.<br><br>"Jenna, stop taking responsibility for things that aren't your fault. You have done nothing wrong. And you're getting ahead of yourself. I found something today. A letter from father. Jenna, he's left me everything. I have money, enough for the both of us to live happy, full lives. You can quit that awful job." Jon waited a while. He let that news sink in.<br><br>After a moment he became more daring. He let one of his hands glide down over the curves of her body. Until it came to rest on her wide hips. He took a handful and pulled her body even closer to his. So now she could feel his arousal pressing against her thigh. "But money isn't every we need to live happy, full lives, is it Jenna? You need someone. And I need you." This time Jon kissed her it was more forceful, an edge of wildness to it that betrayed the intense lust he felt for her at that moment. His tongue brushed against her lips playfully. Then he stopped and looked into her eyes. He wondered if she were ready for this or if it was too soon. In that gaze he tried to convey that she had full control. She had only to look away to stop him. Or she could melt into his embrace and let him take her as his own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>01-08-2014, 07:16:57</strong>
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				She sighed softly as he pulled her close, her petite, softly furred body nestled next to his. She realized with a start, almost the same moment he did, that her breasts were pressed to his chest - and that as she always did, she was sleeping naked. She looked up at him as he told her what he found, her eyes widening. There was hope in them, relief, but also a little pain - why hadn't he trusted her, to leave things in her care. She would have seen to Jon...<br><br>Jenna banished the thought from her head. It wasn't her place to ask those kind of questions. Jon was telling her that they would be okay, that she could stop running herself into the ground. That she might...be happy again.<br><br>She didn't move as his hand strayed down to the wide curve of her hip, and he pulled her closer to him, looking up at him curiously, realization dawning on her. She knew that for most of Jon's life, she hadn't really been his mother - just the woman who happened to live with his father. And now...she melted into the kiss, feeling his want there, and while it was controlled, it was also insistent. He knew what <em>he</em> wanted, but he was kind enough to make sure that she wanted this to.<br><br>"Did...did he leave <em>everything</em> to you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pinkie</strong> on <strong>02-08-2014, 13:06:33</strong>
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				"Everything." Jon breathed huskily, his eyes hungrily roving over Jenna. Her body had nestled itself even closer against his, her soft fur making him tingle all over. As Jon shifted himself on top of her, he kissed her again, this time holding nothing back. His tongue was wild in her mouth, seeking hers and playing naughtily with it. One of his hands traced her delicate neck and he gave it a teasing squeeze, showing her a hint of the strength and power he held. The other glided over the fullness of her hip, back to her delightful little ass. Whilst that hand was busy toying with her soft cheeks, his other fingers moved on to explore the rest of her body, the soft fur on her chest, her little round shoulders. When that hand reached her breast he stopped kissing her for a moment. He sat upright and all but picked her up to sit her up, facing him. They were so close, he could feel her shuddering breath on his face. After one quick kiss his moved down to enjoy her breasts to the full, teasing her nipples with his tongue before nipping at them with his sharp teeth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>06-08-2014, 22:15:22</strong>
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				Jenna blushed softly as he confirmed that his father had left her to him as well, and his gaze suggested that, knowing what she was, he wanted a little more than simply to take care of her.<br><br>Her mouth yielded to his, and she felt his tongue play in her mouth, letting out a timid little whimper of submission as he gripped her neck, not choking her but reminding her that he was strong and she was weak, he powerful and her vulnerable. The vixen wriggled as he traced back to her rear, letting him grope her, feel her, explore her body. She let out a soft squeal as he picked her up, positioning her how he wanted, sitting facing him, gasping and writhing as his attention turned to her sensitive nipples, letting out a little shuddering cry.<br><br>"I...I..." she seemed to be struggling for words, conflict and need and fear all mixed together. "I can be a good girl..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pinkie</strong> on <strong>09-08-2014, 19:05:37</strong>
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				With one of her sensitive nipples still in his mouth, he listened to her shy words as she promised she could be a good girl. Jon stopped indulging in her breasts to look her in the eye and give her a lusty smile. His hand slowly took hers by the wrist, dainty and delicate in his large grip, and he guided her. "Be a good girl and stroke my cock for me." He commanded in a deep voice. Once her hand was there, his own lightly trailed down from her belly button to her crotch. Each finger was a delicate dancer across her skin, teasing her with its sensuality and promise of more. As they found her sensitive folds they started to trace her lips. Until they came up to her clit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>13-08-2014, 04:34:28</strong>
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				She looked back at him as his lips parted from her breasts, his smile lusty, controlling, the same smile his father, her old Master, had given her when he was feeling indulgent. The kind of smile that made her melt, made her want to be with him, to care for him, to do whatever he wanted no matter what he did back to her.<br><br>She felt his hand wrap around her delicate wrist, guide her down to his crotch, and nodded timidly, knowing in that moment, hearing the command in his voice, that she was his. She shivered as he traced his way down her, squirming softly in pleasure, and the sudden, welcome feeling of being touched again, while her soft, delicate fingers began to work up and down his shaft, gripping him expertly. She allowed herself a timid, hopeful smile as she looked to him for approval.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pinkie</strong> on <strong>14-08-2014, 10:22:46</strong>
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				"Mmm, that's very good Jenna." Jon moaned rumbling deep in his throat as her graceful fingers massaged the shaft of his pulsating hard on. In all honesty it was a lot more than very good. It was heavenly. The way her hand adjusted to the shape of his cock was exhilarating. "You really are a good girl. <em>My</em> good girl." As he emphasized that word he pressed hard against her clit with two of his fingers and started to rub it a little more manically. He watched her face and her body as he did so, nothing whenever she twitched or shuddered with pleasure and what he'd done to make that happen. Jon was quickly learning the nuances of her body.<br><br>He stopped. And leaned back slightly, resting on his hands as they sunk into the soft duvet that was sprawled around them. "I want to feel your tongue on my shaft, Jenna." He brazenly announced, his eyes locked hungrily on hers, almost challenging her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 06:21:05</strong>
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				Jenna's soft, graceful hands stroked him carefully, firmly, with practiced skill and a kind of timid willingness, her slender digits excellently following the contours of his cock, ducking her head happily as he called her his good girl. She let out a soft little squeak of pleasure as he pressed hard against her clit to emphasize his ownership of her, her slender figure squirming in pleasure as he swiftly learned the rather simple paths to elicit her pleasure.<br><br>She looked up uncertainly as he stopped, her bright eyes on him as he leaned back, sprawling a bit, and she blushed.<br><br>"Of...of course Sir."<br><br>She had quickly come under his hand, so lost that she clung to any source of guidance, even from him. She sunk down onto all fours, her back arched to press her rear up, displaying her heart shaped rear and bushy tail, giving him an excellent view - and if he had a companion, making herself accessible as well. The bowing of her back also thrust her breasts forward as she licked his cock with a long, careful stroke, nuzzling and licking him eagerly, her strokes careful and diligent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pinkie</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 19:23:02</strong>
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				Elegance oozed from every part of Jenna as she moved down on all fours. All Jon could do was drink in the sight of her. The was she arched her back and thrust her ass out into the air, her tail lazily waving from side to side. It was very inviting, very arousing, almost to the point where Jon had to turn her around right then and fuck her. But his lust was temporarily slaked the moment her tongue touched his cock. It was like a cool kiss on his burning lust that spread through his body and gave him much needed relief. But soon her lapping up and down his shaft only added to his desire for her. His need. When she went to lick again, Jon carefully pushed his cock into her mouth, sliding the shaft against her tongue as it went down. Without warning he started to buck his hips, slowly thrusting in and out, her saliva making the experience very smooth and delightful. Even though he wanted to pump faster and deeper he restrained himself, mindful of Jenna's own needs. As much as he was taking pleasure from her, he wanted to make sure she would find pleasure also.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>23-08-2014, 13:46:25</strong>
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				Jenna was <em>very</em> talented after a lifetime spent honing her skills, devoted to the pleasure of her owner. Her tongue traced up and down his shaft, tasting him, exploring him, and she made no complaint as he pushed his cock into her narrow muzzle, her tongue running across the base. She let out a wet gurgle as he thrust his hips, and she matched his pace, surprised at how gentle he was being - she could feel his eagerness, and she was used to far rougher.<br><br>He was being careful of his needs, but in truth, right now her needs were to be used, to be wanted, to feel a man's hand on her head, encouraging her, telling her she was his. Of her own volition, she bobbed her head faster, letting out a wet grunt as she allowed him into her throat, her snout pressed to his belly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pinkie</strong> on <strong>23-08-2014, 19:55:03</strong>
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				As Jenna pushed her head further down onto his cock, Jon smiled wicked and surprised. When her wet little nose pressed against his stomach a shiver ran through him. The noises she made as she almost struggled to take his cock in her mouth only turned him on more. Jon felt bad for taking so much pleasure in using her so mercilessly but it was soon washed away by his sheer lust. In that moment he abandoned all caution and gripped her head in his hands, his fingers interlaced through her flowing hair. He held her head in place as he started to fuck her mouth, his hips moving almost violently as he pushed his cock down her throat. Enormous amounts of pleasure tingled through his body making him grunt and sigh with each thrust. Jenna continued to use her tongue on the underside of his shaft. "Yes that feels fucking incredible, Jenna. You're such a good girl. My good little girl." He could feel his balls tightening.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Son's Inheritance (Pinkie x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 10:03:23</strong>
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				She didn't seem to respond poorly to him using her so mercilessly, pouring herself into the act of pleasing him, her rear wiggling happily as he seemed to lose himself. Strong hands wrapped around her head, fingers tangled in her hair, letting out a gurgled squeal as he held her in place and took over, her mouth little more than a wet passage as he thrust into her throat, groaning in excitement as he used her. She wriggled as he took her, her tongue practically lapping at the base of his shaft as he buried himself in her throat, her eyes wide as she looked up at him, her eyes glimmering as she tried to bear his pleasure, her desire clear as her slender fingers held his thighs.
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