Lizzie and Bear

Part 1

It was nice in the forest and a warm day, with sunlight sprinkling through the rich green leaves overhead.

A pleasant walk and time for bare feet, as the grass was green and soft underfoot, and ever so delightful between the toes

Lizzie was very aware of how nice it was to be walking in just a sun dress, feeling the breeze caress her as it flowed by. So easy to skip a few steps just in response to feeling so good about just being here and now.

It was while she walked she heard crying, almost a sobbing noise. This caused Lizzie to stop and check for direction. Where was such an unusual sound coming from? To her right, it was definitely from there, so she turned and moved forward.

The sounds intensified and rounding a large moss covered fallen tree there was a bear. But not just any bear, but a bear that had to be Faerie, with his foot firmly trapped and entangled in tree roots.

Holding his lower leg, the bear was sobbing, his ankle swollen and obviously caught fast.

The bear jumped when Lizzie rounded the fallen tree. He tried to scramble away, but then howled in pain and froze, his eyes wide and mouth open in anguish. Then he collapsed back and just trembled, trying to be calm.

Lizzie lost her heart in those few seconds.

"Oh please Bear, don't be afraid I'm here to help as best I can."

"I see your foot is caught, and you are needing help. I am no threat to you, nor will I tell another of meeting a Faery Bear in these woods."

Bear relaxed. Lizzie saw the tension flow out of him as he accepted both her presence and needing help. His large brown eyes captivated her, and it was almost like she swam in their depths. Feeling warm, comforted and secure.

A shiver ran through her as she pulled her gaze away to look at Bear's ankle.

It was angry red and quite swollen.

"You are quite trapped, aren't you, Bear?"

And Lizzie would swear Bear nodded and shrugged in response to her words.

Lizzie loved animals and the feeling of being needed flowed over her like warm syrup, leaving her almost short of breath as she luxuriated in the sheer pleasure of the energy that surrounded her. Thankfulness and gratitude seemed to permeate these feelings somehow, binding into her every breath.

"Oh my goodness, that feels so good," she just had to say as she looked up at Bear. She was close to panting as she tried to accept the tumult of emotions swirling around and within her.

"Are you saying thank you, Bear?"

This was just an obvious statement to make. A quick intake of breath was her stunned response to a slow, silky "Yesss," that formed in her mind. Somehow, dancing with gratitude and thankfulness that caressed within her.

Lizzie laughed.

"Oh Bear, you are a sweet talker, aren't you?"

And Lizzie continued to chuckle after her words tapered off.

A thought came next that gave her pause. Thinking for a time, a question framed in her mind.

"Bear, you won't run away after I have freed your ankle, will you?"

Bear shook his head and then looked at the ground. A thrill flowed through Lizzie as he looked down. She suddenly understood her position here, with Bear having accepted her help. In Fae Lore, Bear now almost belonged to her. The thoughts were slippery, but as she focused, more clarity came. Bear was subject to her. He could not help but fulfil her wishes. Oh yes, she recognized and all my desires too.

"Oh yes, all my desires too." came unbidden from her lips.

She looked hard into Bear's soft brown eyes and saw the truth there.

"Oh yes, my every wish brings forth from you an overpowering need to please. Doesn't it?"

Bear deeply sighed and chuffed with the last of his breath, then shrugged in acceptance of Lizzie's understanding.

"Oh yes, please Bear. Oh yes, please."

If anything, once her understanding solidified, she would have sworn his large brown eyes swam even deeper. Then Bear's ears flattened against his head and he dropped his eyes to look at the ground before Lizzie's feet.

"Oh my, don't you just have a soft inside? You want me to be in charge? It's one of your needs, isn't it?"

Bear kept his eyes on the ground, but his head nodded ever so slightly.

"You want me to be your Momma don't you?"

Bear just took a deep breath and sighed.

"You are mine, aren't you, Bear?"

The slow silkie "Yesssss" again formed in her mind, conveying his devotion and deep needs.

Lizzie looked upon Bear, seeing him now in a completely different light. Her own self image changed within herself to reflect this new understanding. She stood straighter and with greater confidence and a better sense of herself in the universe. It was like she had come home to be her true self and everything fitted perfectly.

Lizzie took a deep breath and announced,

"My Bear, let us get you out of this trap you seem to be in."

And with that, Lizzie moved closer to Bear and thought through how she might pull the tangled roots apart and enable him to slip his paw free.

Kneeling down facing Bear, she pulled and pushed but could not move the roots even a small amount. She needed better leverage, so slowly shifted her position until Bear was fully behind her and she was fully bent over, tugging at the tree roots surrounding his paw.

First, it felt like she was being tickled, but after thinking for a second, it was Bear's breath caressing her rear as he breathed in and out, dealing with the pain in his paw. Gradually the sensations grew and Lizzie could feel her own heat rising.

Oh, it felt good, and it was having a very warming effect.

"Oh my," she spoke internally "I'm getting wet and oh dear, I know he must scent me."

She listened as his breathing grew deeper on the intake, as he drew her scent deep into his nostrils.

"Oh yes, that just puts the icing on the cake," she thought

Suddenly Lizzie felt bear's nose press lightly against her rear. Just the softest touch, but a huge chill flowed through her and she could not help but press softly back against Bear's nose.

The feelings were exquisite, and there was no turning back.

Next, she felt Bear's nose dip and reach down to the hem of her sundress. Without haste he moved underneath her dress and now his wet nose slid up between her thighs, Bear's breath fanning out across her legs.

As his nose touched Lizzie's pussy, she gave out a cry, unable to hold it in any longer and jumped, jerking in pleasure as Bear's tongue slid from his mouth. Bear's tongue parted Lizzie's lips as she knelt, now shivering from the intensity of her own feelings.

Bear's breath caressed her arse with warm currents as his tongue continued to explore her. Its rough texture now rubbing Lizzie's clit and quickly brought her to her first orgasm. Lost in the moment, crying out, breathing jagged, she surfed the first waves of ecstasy, knowing this had only just begun.

All strength drained from her limbs, and she rested in position upon Bear's nose.

To Lizzie's total pleasure, she felt his tongue flow into her pussy, sucking away her orgasm and hungrily licking deep inside her. Lizzie felt Bear's canines press against her cheeks as he first bit and then sealed his lips fully around her, his bottom jaw now pressing firmly between her legs.

The pleasure was blinding. Bear's tongue was sliding in and out of the depths of her and the suction of his mouth was just pulling her to another orgasm.

When Lizzie's second orgasm came, it was bigger, more violent and extremely wetting. Bear just sucked Lizzie up, his tongue never stopped stroking her deeply within.

Then Lizzie felt a change. Bear's mouth was closing and his nose was now pressing harder and harder between her lips. Lizzie spread her legs, unable to resist the urge to open herself more fully.

Bear's nose found her opening and penetrated her. She retreated forward until her head came to rest against the tree roots, leaving nowhere to flee. Bear's nose just kept pushing, opening her wider and wider. Fucking her deeply as he drove his nose deep into Lizzie's pussy. The final straw was Bear placing his tongue firmly on Lizzie's clit and pressing against it so hard Lizzie saw stars.

They say the third time is a charm. But this was more earth shattering than charming. Lizzie reveled in the sheer power of her this orgasm as she fairly lifted off the ground, poised upon Bear's nose and then slumped forward back down totally spent.

Finally, Lizzie found her voice.

"Oh, thank you, Bear. Thank you so much. You are the best that has ever been."

Lizzie's words did not make too much sense, but still, that was to be expected.

The shuddering continued for a long time and, periodically, Lizzie giggled and squirmed a little more. Still feeling bear's nose slowly stroking her pussy, till a wonderfully peaceful sleep claimed her.