Post by grendel on Jan 20, 2007 21:40:29 GMT -5
The heat rushing through the bay minx's veins was unlike anything she had ever felt before.
It was aggrivating. It was uplifting. It was captivating. It was intoxicating. It felt like liquid heat - like lava taken directly from the surface of the sun - had been injected into her veins. It rushed through her body, addling her mind and making her feel restless. Heat invaded her senses, making her ache and itch for something she couldn't identify, like an addict removed from drugs for too long. It made the base of her tail and the surrounding area very tender, as if the heat was flooding to that single crevice hidden by her inky tassle.
Even now, as she pranced through the canyon, panting and pacing with the sheer need her body was experiencing for the first time, she didn't understand what was happening to her. She didn't understand when stallions - even her brother - leered at her as she passed by. She didn't understand why she felt the need to scream and kick and beg for the feeling to stop. She didn't know why she even came here, except for the fact that instinct was dictating her every move.
Poor naive little Andromeda had no idea she was experiencing the wonder of the fever known as Desire.
It was aggrivating. It was uplifting. It was captivating. It was intoxicating. It felt like liquid heat - like lava taken directly from the surface of the sun - had been injected into her veins. It rushed through her body, addling her mind and making her feel restless. Heat invaded her senses, making her ache and itch for something she couldn't identify, like an addict removed from drugs for too long. It made the base of her tail and the surrounding area very tender, as if the heat was flooding to that single crevice hidden by her inky tassle.
Even now, as she pranced through the canyon, panting and pacing with the sheer need her body was experiencing for the first time, she didn't understand what was happening to her. She didn't understand when stallions - even her brother - leered at her as she passed by. She didn't understand why she felt the need to scream and kick and beg for the feeling to stop. She didn't know why she even came here, except for the fact that instinct was dictating her every move.
Poor naive little Andromeda had no idea she was experiencing the wonder of the fever known as Desire.