Chapter 1 - The Special Visit

I feel a storm coming, it makes my knees ache and my head throb. Even those not magically inclined can be sensitive to environmental changes, but I guess it's more unheard of. The wind hammers against the cabin's window and I sink back down into the warmth of my bed, needing the comfort only a bed will give you. Any minute now, the cabin will light up with a flash. Perception. Instinct. Whatever you call it, I can feel something approaching. In this area during winter, storms are frequent. Lightning with snow is rare in most cases, but here it happens often. 

Flash. Rumble. 

See. A feeling so vivid and natural. However, what I didn't see coming was her. 

I stare down the foot of the bed into the inky abyss of the dark room. I smell her. A sweet, sugary, grassy smell. I can hear her breaths that come in shallow whispers, and only when another flash lights up the room do I see her again. 

Her figure, my height but twice as thick loomed over my feet. Horns curling against her skull and heavy breasts bare to me. Her large blue-green eyes spoke to me as a siren would. Her name was Traudi. She told me that. Told me she was here for something special, too. 

As much as she aroused me, I didn't expect the company and rightfully so my nerves were on edge. I go to sit up, but her voice lulls me back down, relaxing me to my core. 

Traudi steps closer, her hooves clacking against the wooden floor with every deliberate step. Her breasts bounce and her tummy and thighs wobble softly. She wasn't fat by any means. More curvy and cuddly… more cushion for the pushin…

"Will you stop worrying and just loosen up, Max?" Her voice is light and tuneful. Again, like a siren's song. 

"Sorry, I just…" 

"Thought you were alone?" 

"Mhh…" 

She hoists herself on top of me, straddling her bare form across my thighs, my cock nestled limply between us. I let my eyes soak up the dark silhouette of her plump body. I reach for my bedside table and switch on the light so I could see her better. She giggles, breasts bobbing lightly as she did so. I chew my lip. 

"Well, what's this special thing you're here for?" 

"I can't tell you…" She lets a finger run down the centre of my stomach, her small claw leaving a faint line in its wake. "But I can show you." 

I'm about to reply when her hand greets my limp dick. An 'ok' gets caught in my throat and escapes as a grunt. My cock responds eagerly to her touches, blood pulsing through it, making it hard in no time at all which seemed to impress her. 

" Can I… can I touch you?" I ask in a low whisper. 

She nods, the fur around her neck ruffles as she does. 

I reach up and allow my hands to meet those heavy breasts that are almost against her belly button. I mould them, kneading my fingers into the subtle flesh and rolling her nipples between my fingers. I tense and leak out a drop of precum. I allow my hands to make their way down her body, grazing against the soft fur of her waist and hips until I come to rest at her thighs. My cock bounced with need in her hand, much to her amusement. 

She leant forward, shifting so her cute face was eye level with my greedy cock. It throbbed before her. She giggles and I smile down at her, reaching down to scratch her lightly behind her fluffy ears. She seemed to like that. 
She kissed the whole thing. From tip to balls. Kiss after kiss before she enveloped it within the confides of her hot mouth. I can't help but grip onto her horns and shudder with delight. She pushes her head down with a fair, even pace while her fingers stroke my ballsack. 

"Ooh my…" I moan into the cabin as thunder rumbles outside. 

She looks at me with those big, playful eyes as she slips my cock into her throat. The slick walls rubbing and grazing every single sweet spot on me. She let it out of her mouth, her small tongue drawing circles over the stringers of her saliva, making sure my cock was really wet before she got back on top of me. As much as I want this… oh god I do… I shake my head. 

"I don't think so…" I growl. 

Traudi's ears flatten and she stops, her pussy just inches from me. 

"But…" 

"No Buts." I growl again and hoist her off me and lay her back onto the bed. Being a farmer sure had its perks. Upper body strength was always useful. 

"What? What are you… " She squeaks and squirms onto the bed. Maybe she's so used to being in control with guys. Maybe none of them were real gentlemen. 

I slip my hand between her thighs and find the heat of her cunt. The small mound and pinkish slit fit right into my palm. I rubbed my palm against her while my fingers coaxed at her entrance. 
I spit down, using my saliva to lube her up and push a finger into her. Even one finger seemed to stretch her. It seems female Krampus had a gift of tightness. And I'm sure as hell not complaining. 

I watch her expression. An expression of shock mixed with delight was purely innocent. It coaxed me further, sinking two fingers into her depths and curling upward to rub her sweet spot. Her back arched, my free hand connected with her breasts again, rubbing them and pinching a nipple as I curled my fingers into her. I can feel my cock, wet with her saliva, cooling in the air. It would feel good as fuck when I sink it into her. But first, I need to make sure she's satisfied. 

She grips the sheets under her and the walls of her pussy tighten, if that were even possible. That was my cue to slam my finger into her with a quick pace. My fingers connect wetly with her cunt, allowing noisy squishy sounds to fill the room. She is cumming… oh yes, she is cumming. 

Her chest heaves and her thighs bite my arm and her pussy pulses against my fingers and a flow of wetness washes over my hand and soaks the bed. 

I pull my fingers free, and offer them to her. She opens her mouth, and licks off her juices, her small tongue getting to work at cleaning my fingers as I shift myself between her legs and poke at her entrance. 

She raises her hips, trying her best to put my cock into her aching hole. I pull back and take my cock in my hand and slap in against her clit. She shudders and murrs gently. 

"Good girl…" 

I guide myself into her. Her hot walls easing me inside till I could go no deeper. We are connected as one. I remain here for a few moments, savouring the sensation of being buried inside her. I move my hand and rub her clit in circles with my thumb and ease myself back before pushing back in. 

I start off slow. Every time our bodies connect I watch her tits bounce. I feel an urge to fuck her hard, with all my strength but I hold back. She visited me for sex, I understand that now. I'm sure as hell not willing to question why, or how. 

My jaw tightens and I raise my pace. I drive into her again and again, the bed beneath us rocks and groans, the headboard bangs against the wall with every strike. Her pussy is so tight its Gripping me as I love. Gripping, suctioning, pulling, massaging. 

I huff a heavy breath and grab her horns and use them as leverage. I fuck her with everything I have. With all of my strength and power. I give her everything I have… almost everything. 

I'm not far off my orgasm. 

I stop and pull out of her and rub my cock against her clit, back and forth, back and forth… more jets of hot liquid squirt against me, wetting my cock even more. She moans lightly and her tongue lolls from her mouth. God, let me tell you, there's nothing sexier than seeing a woman enjoy what you give her. 

I push into her and pull back out. In. Out. Enjoying the wetness that sprays me every time I pull out of her. 

That's it… I can't take it any more. 

I growl, grab her by the hips and nail her. The bed demands us to stop before it breaks but hell, I can't stop, not now. I fuck her, leaning into her and lifting her hips up into me. Just two more hard thrusts and I release into her. Pulse after glorious pulse, my fertile cum pushes into her. 

I glance up to her face and she looks as if she's in dreamland. I pull out and she reaches down to cup my load inside her. 

"So, can I expect a special visit from you again?" I ask as I stand to clean myself up with my dirty shirt. But when I look back, the bed is empty asides the damp spot she left. 

I sigh and smile to myself. That night, the wet spot I slept in reminded me of the female Krampus who visited me. 

Outside, the thunder rumbled. 

