Serena’s Adventures In Rutwell Forest

by Kthanid

With input from SerenaKty

1. Welcome To Rutwell

She stood before the sighn at the beginning of the trail that led into the forest. She was a sleek, pleasingly proportioned, she cat with calf-length red brown hair that was a shade more red than the short fur that covered her body. She Brushed back the hair that hung down covering one side of her face and gazed upon the sighn with her bright, sky-blue eyes.

WELCOME TO RUTWELL FOREST

ENTER FREELY AND ENJOY

YOUR STAY

Her long tail swithched back and forth in nervous anticipation. She had heard the stories that had filtered out of this place. The wild abandone that the inhabitants seemed to thrive on, as if Eros himself had raised up this wood as his personal playground. She had searched long and far for this place, hoping to learn the truth behind the stories. Hoping to find a home.

“You’ve come too far to stop now”, she said aloud, her soft voice carrying just a hint of an english accent.

She adjusted the short green vest she wore and marched determinedly into the wood.

She half expected some magical feeling to wash over her as she strode boldy down the trail or to detect some subtle perfume in the air that would bring her into a hightened state of arousal. The air smelled the same as it had outside the forest and no magical feeling washed over her. She felt a small pang of dissapointment. She continued down the trail, listening to the birds singing and looking about at the trees, shrubs and flowers.

Presently she came upon small clearing. Leaning against a tree at the far edge of the clearing was a young male mink clad in a pair of blue jeans and a red tank top. His fur was pure white except for his long, full, blonde tail which matched the hair on his head. He seemed unaware of her presence as he looked up at the sky, watching the clouds drift by. He wasn’t particularly buff or athletic, but there was something attractive about the young mink. She decided to introduce herself.

“Hiya”, she said as she walked toward the mink.

Startled, the young mink could only stare in dumb facination at the attractive young cat who strode gracefully across the clearing toward him.

“My name is Serena”, she said, smiling sweetly.

“M-Martin”, the young mink stammered.

“I’m sort of new to the area, Martin, I’m looking for someone who could show me around and introduce me to the local inhabitants.”

“I could do that...I-If you want me too.”

“Oh could you, Martin? I’d really apreciate it.”

She reached out and hugged Martin in gratitude. The young mink’s cheeks flushed a dark shade of pink. Serena smiled at the obviously embarassed mink.

“You’re cute,” she said playfully.

“Aheh...Umm thanks, Miss Serena”

Serena could not get over how sweet and polite Martin seemed. His embarassment at her simply giving him a hug intrigued her. She couldn’t believe that anyone living in this forest could be that innocent, not after all the stories she’d heard. A mischevious smile crept onto her lips. She reached out and ran her fingers through his soft blonde hair. Martin shrank a liitle from her touch. Giggling at the young minks reaction, Serena swept up Martin’s full, soft tail and draped it over her shoulders, wrapping it around her like a stole.

“I love fuzzy tails,” she purred.

“Umm...Wh-what are you doing, miss Serena?” Martin asked nervously, his blush deepening.

Serena smiled and snuggled in Martin’s tail.

“Umm...Miss Serena?” Martin said, his voice trembling slightly.

“What?” Serena asked, pulling Martins tail tightly around her, a soft purring rumbled in her throat.

“Are you cold?” He laid a trembling hand on her shoulder.

“Mmmm...Yeah,” Serena purred.

“Oh...Is there, uh, anything I can do to h-help?”

“Your tail helps.”

“Oh...O-okay,” Martin said as he tucked his tail in around her.

Serena moved up against the young mink and nuzzled his chest. Martin’s breath began to come short, and his forhead broke out in perspiration. His whole body trembled at her nearness. Gathering his courage, he put his arms hesitantly around her.

“Nice and warm now,” she purred

Martin broke out in a silly grin

“M-me t-too...um...I mean....”

“What do you mean?” Serena asked, taking delight in needling the mink.

Martin tensed up, profoundly embarassed.

“Umm...N-nothing....” he squeaked.

Serena smiled and purred again. Martin seemed to relax a little. Serena nuzzeled his chest. She could feel the rapid, dull thudding of his heart in his chest, belying his excited emotional state. She smiled up at him. He smiled nervously back, his blue eyes looking into hers. Her smile turning michevious again, she brought her muzzel up to his and kissed him. Martin pulled back, his eyes wide with surprise.

“M-miss Serena??”

“Too much?” Serena asked, genuinely concerned that she might have gone too far. “I’m sorry.”

“Oh no,” Martin said quickly. “No, it was very nice...but I...I didn’t...I mean I did...I mean....”

“Mean what?” Serena asked, needling him again.

Martin tried to speak, but his voice failed him utterly. In desperation, he closed his eyes and planted a timid kiss on Serena’s nose, causing her to giggle.

“You’re cute, you know that?”

“Y-you’re very pretty, Miss Serena,” Martin said with a shy smile.

“Thank you.”

“M-may I...Ummm...I mean can we...K-kiss again?

Serena looked at the young mink, her blue eyes shining brightly and smiled invitingly,

“Sure,” she said. “Okay.”

Martin swallowed hard, then planted his muzzel to Serena’s. Serena returned the kiss, holding for several minutes. At length, Martin pulled away and drew in a deep breath, dreamy look on his face.

“That was so-o-o nice,” he sighed.

“It was,” Serena agreed.

“Would you mind if we sat down?” Martin asked.

“Not at all.”

They sat down, Martin with his back to the tree, Serena sitting between Martin’s legs, her back leaning up against his chest. Martin kept his tail wrapped around her, tucking it in around her once they were seated. After a few moments, Serena looked over her shoulder at Martin. The young mink smiled nervously at her.

“Why are you nervous?” she asked.

“Um...Well, uh...” Martin stammared, looking downward.

Serena suddenly became aware of something poking at her lower back. She blinked in cofusion over Martin’s behavior. She looked down, shifting slightly to see what was poking her. Realization dawned on her as she beheld the front of Martin’s pants which were tented outward prominently. Martin quickly placed his hands over his crotch.

“I’m sorry, Miss Serena...It...It jus d-does that...”

“Just does what?” Serena asked innocently

“My...ummm...I mean...You know...`that`.”

Serena smiled.

“Are you trying to tell me that you want me?”

“Oh! I...Yes...I mean...I don’t want to push you into...I mean, rush you...” Martin stammared, his voice trailing off to a frightened whimper.

Serena giggled at the young Mink’s embarrassed discomfort. She turned around to face him and gently kissed him. Martin returned her kiss.

“Y-you’re not mad?”

“No.”

Serena leaned forward and placed several kisses along Martin’s neck. Martin Moaned softly and placed his trembling hands on her delicate shoulders. Serena purred softly.

“I...Where...I mean...I don’t know wh-what...” Martin stammared, his voice trembling. He wanted so much to please this lovely young feline, but he was afraid of doing or saying something wrong.

“What?” Serena asked.

“I don’t know what you like.” Martin blurted out.

Serena simply smiled. She resisted the urge to direct the young mink’s attentions, her feline curiosity interested as to how far this shy young mink might go in his explorations. She gently kissed his neck. Moaning softly, Martin mimiced Serena, gently kissing her neck. Serena purred softly. Martin, emboldened by Serena’s aproving purr, smiled and kissed her cheek. Serena’s tail swished back and forth, her own excitement beginning to assert itself. She wrapped her tail around Martin’s then took hold of Martin’s shirt and pulled it off, over his head. Martin looked surprised at the boldness of the lovely feline. Serena rubbed her hands over the young mink’s chest causing him to moan softly. She leaned forward and licked at his chest. Martin’s lips grew a silly grin.

“Th-that’s v-very nice, miss Serena,” he said softly.

Serena purred and continued licking at Martin’s chest.

“Unlike some girls,” Serena purred. “I like to take things slow and work my way up.”

Martin sighed contentedly and nodded in agreement. Serena shifted her position and gently licked Martin’s ear. A shiver ran through the young mink’s body. She gently blew in his ear, causeing him to giggle.

“That tickles,” he said with a smile.

Serena playfully nipped at his ear, causing Martin pull back and throw her a quizzical look.

“I’m sorry, did that hurt?” Serena asked, genuinely concerned tha she might have frightened Martin. “I didn’t mean it.”

Martin cupped Serina’s head in his hands. He looked longingly into her eyes for a moment, then pressed his muzzel to hers. She nuzzeled his muzzle, a soft murring sigh rising from her throat. She kissed him once more. Martin returned her kiss, breaking off a few moments later to lick at her cute, pink nose causing Serena to giggle. He timidly laid his hands upon her shoulders, caressing them gently. She purred contentedly and rubbed his chest. She felt the mink’s heart pounding rapidly.

“Just relax,” she said with a smile. “I’m going slow for you.”

She kissed his neck. Martin took a deep breath, releasing it in a heavy sigh that seemed to relax him a little. He leaned close to Serena and blew softly in her ear.

“That’s nice,” Serena said as she gently rubbed his neck and shoulders.

“Mmmm, that feels so good, Miss Serena.”

“Just call me ‘Serena’.”

“O-okay Miss...I mean...Serena.

Serena smiled and planted several kisses along the mink’s neck as Martin gently caressed her shoulders. She nibbled gently at his neck, causing him to moan softly. Martin licked at her inner ear, then planted a lingering kiss on her forhead, on her cheek, on her neck and on her shoulder. Serena placed her muzzel to his. She opened her mouth, running her tongue over his lips encouraging him to open his mouth.. She kissed him deeply as he hugged her close. She ran her fingers through his fur. Martin started to do the same for her, but hesitated.

“Don’t worry,” she said. “Relax and let your hands do what they want.”

Serena purred contentedly as Martin ran his fingers through the fur on her arms and her shoulders. One finger slipped, unintentionally under Serena’s vest. Serena thought nothing of it, but Martin withdrew his hands as if he’d touched a hot stove, blushing. Serena giggled at Martin’s reaction.

“Not ready for that part yet?” She inquired. “Or do you want me to remove it?”

“I-I’m sorry,” Martin apologized, his blush deepening. “I d-didn’t know if you wanted to go th-that far.”

“I’m up to it if you are,” she smiled.

“C-can I...I mean...W-would you mind if I t-took off your v-v-vest?”

His hands trembling, Martin unbuttoned Serena’s vest, slowly bareing her ample breasts. Serena shrugged the vest from her shoulders, alowing Martin, whose attention was almost totally riveted on her chest, to slip it from her arms and absently set it aside.

“Very beautiful...” Martin said aloud

“Really?” Serena asked, her cheeks flushing slightly.

“Oh! Ummm, yes.” Martin blurted out, shocked back to reality, his blush deepening yet again.

Serena kissed Martin as he hugged her close, pressing his body against hers. She wrapped her legs around his waist. Martin caressed her shoulders and moved slowly down her back. Purring softly, she kissed him. He returned her kiss then began to softly lick at her muzzel. His hands continued down her back until they reached the top of her posterior. he hesitated, looking questioningly into her eyes. She looked back, smiling her assent. Licking his lips, and gathering his courage, Martin caressed down over her butt and along her thighs before replacing his hands at her shoulders and working his way down her body once more.

“Oooo,” Serena moaned. “I like that.”

“Really?” Martin asked, a hopefull look on his face. “It feels good?”

“Very much.”

Thus emboldened, he continued to caress Serena’s body and kissed hungrily at her neck. Serena rubbed her breasts against his chest, feeling his heart thumping wildly within.

“Someone’s excited,” Serena said playfully.

Martin grinned sheepishly. Serena kissed him once more while her hands moved slowly down his stomache to his waist. She unbuttoned his jeans and caressed up over his stomache once more.

“Serena?” Martin asked. “Would you be m-mad if I t-t-t-touched your chest?”

“No.”

With trembling hands, Martin caressed Serena’s breasts. He ran his hands across the tops, down over the sides and along the underside of her breasts, squeezing them gently. Serena moaned softly. His fingers sifted through her fur to find her nipples. He gently circled them with his fingers as they stiffened an grew erect.

“Oh yeah,” she breathed.

Smiling playfully, he kissed her nose. He kissed her cheek, lips and throat. He planted several kisses across her upper chest. Serena’s purr was strong and steady. He cupped her left breast, giving it a gentle squeeze before kissing her nipple and sucking it gently into his mouth.

“Ohhhh yeah,” Serena moaned.

He licked and sucked at her breast, squeezing both of them gently. Serena leaned her head back, savouring the sensations Martin’s attentions created. He nuzzeled her breasts as she wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly. He started lickin between her breasts as she rubbed his shoulders. His hands brushed against the base of her tail. A jolt of electricity shot through her body, tingling through her. Her breath came a bit shorter. Almost of thier own volition, her hands dropped down to and freed Martin’s turgid tool from his pants and began to stroke it. Martin’s hands froze into immobility as his whole body began to tremble. He moaned and whimpered softly.

Serena stroked and caressed Martin’s Mink-hood slowly. He looked into her eyes, utter bliss written on his face. Slowly, his hands began to caress her butt again, his fingers delving just slightly between her cheeks. His hips humped lightly at her hands. She smiled and rubbed the tip with her thumb. Martin groaned softly and started repeating her name over and over. Martin gently laid her back on the grass and kissed her deeply while his hand cupped her mound, his fingers brushing over her labia and along her slit. He gently stroke his fingers over her mound, slipping a bit deeper between her furry labia with each pass, as he suckled at her breast. Serena moaned and purred softly. Martin’s fingers made contact with her clitoris, gently brushing over and circling her love button.

“Oh yeah...” Serena moaned urgently.

Martin’s finger traced down through the warm, soft folds of her nether regions, stoping over her vaginal entrance. He circled the opening slowly, causing Serena’s moans of pleasure to become more vocal. He looked into Serena’s eyes, She smiled and nodded. He pressed his finger at her entrance and slid it easily within her warm, wet recesses.

“Oh, yes, Martin,” Serena encouraged.

The young mink nuzzeled at her throat and chin as he plunged his finger into her, pulled it almost completly out then pluned it within once more. Serena’s vocalizations of her pleasure intoxicated Martin as he pumped his finger within her faster and faster. Serena could feel a familiar tingle begin within her most intimate of places.

Not yet, she thought through the haze of desire that engulfed her. Not without Martin.

“M-more...” She managed to blurt out between her panting and moaning. “N-need more...”

Martin was momentarily confused, not understanding what Serana meant. Then, his insticts took over. He extracted his finger, got to his feet and, after a moment’s shy hesitation, dropped his jeans. His swollen glans stuck out proudly from its sheath, bobbing and waving in the air as he moved to kneel down between Serena’s outspread legs. He leaned over her, his mind racing between instinct and his inexperience at doing things without being directed. He looked into Serena’s eyes, looking for some sighn of approval.

“A-are you s-s-sure?” he asked, his voice small and frightened.

“Oh, yes, Martin,” She panted.

Martin, lowered his hips, pressing the head of his mink-hood agaist the entrance to her love tunnel. He slid slowly within her, stretching her vaginal walls as he filled her with his throbbing shaft. He held himself within her a moment, then slowly pulled back. He began to thrust into her, slowly at first, savoring the warm softness of her. Serena panted and moaned as he moved within her, his pace building slowly and steadily. The familiar tingling within her nethers began to build.

“Oh, yes,” she panted. “Deeper...Harder...oh yeah”

Martin’s pace quickened as he drove himself deep within her. He felt his groin begin to tighten, heralding his oncoming orgasm, spurring him to thrust harder and faster.

“Yes!” Serena moaned as her orgasms welled up within her. Martin, yes! I’m...Gonna cum!”

Her pleasure exploded within her, washing over and through her. Her vaginal muscles rippled around martin’s shaft pushing him over the edge as well. His passion erupted within her. Hot streams of thick cum spewing into her body, filling her vagina.

The pair lay upon the ground, cuddling and nuzzling each other in the after glow of their love-making for several minuts.

“Th-that was really g-great, miss...I mean, Serena.” Martin said softly at length.

“MMMmmmm, it was,” Serena sighed with a contented smile. “Do you think you could introduce me to some of the other furs in the wood?”

“Sure,” Martin said. “Randy’s burrow is near here. We can start there.”

To be continued....