Ladyhawk, my Ladylove

Ladyhawk, my Ladylove

She was waiting for me. I heard her cries, summoning me to hurry as I walked towards her large cage. I could feel her eyes, tracking me, as I stood just in front of her and wrap an old tattered T-shirt around my hand and forearm. Protection. For me, not her. As the saying goes, it is better to have safe sex than to regret earlier. As I did, during those first few times we paired up together.

I smile as I slowly unlatch the door, knowing that my lady was impatient for her kind. Sure enough, she began crying again, begging me to hurry up. Her need must very great today, I said to myself, trying to calm her down with soft gentle cries of my own.

Upon opening the door, I held out my covered hand toward her and was rewarded with soft cries of greeting as she immediately perched on my hand. I wince inwardly, feeling her sharp claws digging through the fabric and to my skin. Gotta change t-shirt soon, I thought. The cloth was no longer thick enough for our “activities”, but for today, it will have to do.

With my other hand, I latch the cage door close, before leading her to a nearby fountain. I learned that my lady finds the sound of running water relaxing and this would help me in what I have planned for the two of us. Silently, slowly, as not to alarm her, I sat on the fountain’s edge and begin our customary rite of foreplay.

I could feel myself slowly harden as I gently caress her graceful neck and head. The feel of her soft feathers against my skin was very arousing, indeed, and I could tell that she felt the same way too. Her eyes were already half closed and she was making soft cooing sounds of pleasure. She was very still, her wings drooping slightly, and her grip on my hand tightens, waiting for me to make the first move. As always.

I stop teasing her and decide to get down to business. Slowly I reach under her tail with my other hand and run a nail over her hole. This startles her, and for a moment, I freeze, hoping that she will not suddenly turn on me and make me lose an eye or two. Last time she did it, I ended up having a large gash on my cheek and I have no wish it of it happening again.

She seemed willing this time and immediately spins around, her tail facing me, and I bring her back towards me. Gently I raise my head up and kiss her hole, feeling the point of two end bones under her tail with my lips, and with my tongue I wet, the soft feathers surrounding it. I know that she is very delicate so I try to be gentle with my lady as I can.

She is easily pleased and she lifts her tail up and pushed it desperately against my face. I grin and tease her hole with my tongue. She screeches, flaps her wings, and comes to my mouth. Then I sucked gently, and with another cry and flap of her wings, she came again. I have always found her cum to be very arousing, so I sucked her repeatedly, enjoying her cries as she came again and again to my mouth.

After a few minutes, I lowered my hand and let her land beside me at the fountain’s edge. I was so horny and I wanted to cum while pleasuring my lady. So, I zipped my fly and lowered my pants, knowing that she was watching my every move. I glance at my lady, give her teasing grin, before reaching under my boxers and grabbing my rock hard cock, and began jerking off. It did not take long before I was shooting cum all over the ground.

I do not know how long I’ve sat back there into some sort of sexual daze, with a puddle of cum at my feet. But I quickly snapped out of it when sharp claws dug into my skin, followed by something gently landing on my chest. Startled, I opened my eyes. It was her, my ladylove, and she was staring at me with her razor sharp beak so close to my face. This is it, I thought. I’ll have to give up an eye or two as payment for our forbidden love. I closed my eyes hoping that she be merciful and make it quick. I was surprised when I felt her beak work its way to my short and often messy hair. I opened my eyes and stared at her. She…was preening me? To my knowledge, hawks only preen another hawk when it has accepted the latter as its lifelong mate. So, has she finally accepted me?

She must have read my mind and she stops and brushes her head against my cheek. Yes, she has accepted me. And I whisper her name.

Ladyhawk. My ladylove…

the End.