Patience
By Sellestia

	It came as a shock to me when I was called up one day to be informed that I was a father. It wasn't a shock that I was a father, just that I was getting called about it. About a year ago I met a rather beautiful wolfess at a club. She stood about 5 foot 8, and her body was covered in smooth fur that was a dark gray on her back and gradually transitioned to white coming around to the front. The only bit of black fur was the little bit that was on her tail and the top of her muzzle. Long slender legs, just about perfect hips, and breasts that filled a paw perfectly. She had long black hair that fell to the middle of her back, and deep blue eyes I could easily get lost in along with a smile that could brighten any day.

	She looked sweet, sexy, and someone I'd at least like to try to get to know. Well after talking to her I learned that she was really only interested in hooking up with someone willing to give her a pup. We talked for about an hour with her asking most of the questions. It wasn't to much of a pain, after all she wanted to get to know who she was going to be getting the seed from right? She ended up liking my answers, and combined with the body she couldn't keep her eyes off it didn't take to much longer till she was inviting me back to her place.

	I'm almost 7ft tall, and do my best to keep myself in shape by hitting the gym at least a couple of times a month. I don't keep myself overly muscular, but the muscles I do have aren't hard to miss. Deep black fur coveres my entire body, though some of it is died but don't tell anyone. Like her I have dark blue eyes, and on more than one occassion I have caught my dates staring into them like they were lost in a day dream.

	Well we went back to her place, and had an incredible time. When she took her heat pads off, her scent hit me like a truck and I was nearly pouncing her. I must of knotted her three, maybe four times that night. A few weeks later I got a text from her thanking me for the wonderful night, and a cub in her belly. She assured me that she wouldn't want me to take any sort of responsibility, and she wouldn't talk to me again unless she really wanted another night with me.

	I thought it was a pretty good deal for the most part, other than the fact I would never get to see my child. I was 19 though, so I didn't concern myself about it too much. After all, I got to knot a woman with out protection. How often would I get to do that to a female that isn't my mate? No way I'm passing that up, no way in hell.

	So fast forward a year, and I'm being told to come pick up my daughter. So much for the not having to take responsibility right? It was kind of annoying, but at the same time exciting. I learned my child was a girl, and I was getting to meet her. I eventually learned that her mother ended up deciding she didn't want the pup after a year of raising her. So she turned the girl over to CPS, gave them my number, and took off to who knows where.

	I didn't know what to do with the girl, but I had to take her in. She was my pup after all, and if her mother didn't want to take responsibility then I guess I would. My parents were over joyed at the news, but also mad at me that they were never told. They got even more upset when I explained how it had all happened, and what was agreed too. They got over it though, and was more than happy to help me out in raising the cute little thing.

	Tanya grew up rather quickly, and I got a crash course in fatherhood through those years. Thinking about it now, I'm actually really glad that her mother did what she did. Other wise I would have missed all of these wonderful moments with my little girl. The good times, the bad times, and all that was inbetween was time I wouldn't give up for anything in the world. I can't believe now that I had been so willing to give her up for that one night with her mother.

	At my parent's, and out in public we were a normal father and daughter. At home though things were a little different. See, I prefer going around the house in the nude. When Tanya came to live with me she was still young enough that me being nude didn't matter. As she grew up though, the fact that I was nude at home ended up being just a normal thing. My parents knew I liked being in just my fur at home, and every time we visited they would at one point inform me that I'll need to start wearing clothes before to long. I'd always agree, and shrug it off thinking it was something I could deal with when the time came.

	The other thing is when we are at home I don't make her wear any clothes, nor do I push her away when she wants to snuggle. I've never turned her down for some cuddling, even though at times I probably should have. Didn't matter if I was relaxing in the living room, or if it was late at night. Over the years she had seen me erect more times than I can count, and has even cuddled with me during some of those times. Feeling her soft fur brush against my length always sent shivvers of excitement through me, but I never did anything. I don't know when it happened, but at some point I guess I had decided that if anything was going to happen, it would be because she made a first move.

	As she got older, her cute pup appearance started to fade. Her body became more slender, athletic, sexy. When she was little I'd look at her nude body bouncing through the house and think it was cute, or adorable. By the time she was eleven I'd look at her run through the house and feel my cock start to stir to life. Needless to say, as she got older she started to see me erect more and more.

	It was a bit after she turned twelve that she finally asked me the question. Well, the question again. "Why did I get erections" was the question, and the first time I explained way with no issue. I had seen someone sexy, imagined them, and got hard. The second time was a bit different. She pointed out that she had noticed me getting hard more often, and asked why. It was a bit difficult to explain, but not wanting to lie I told her that it's because I thought she was sexy. Learning she was the reason I was getting hard sort of shocked her, but I could also see the excitement in her eyes from that bit of knowledge. Well, she certainly started seeing me hard a lot more after that with how she'd start to go out of her way to be sexy, or expose herself in the sole purpose of getting me hard, and damnit it worked every time.

	How could it not? Her body was covered in more real black fur than mine. I had stopped dying my fur, so the gray along my sides and on my arms and legs had shown up. Her body though was nearly all black, with a little bit of dark gray on her belly, down between her legs, and the underside of her tail. She was about 4ft 6, with a slender build and little breasts that were just starting to grow. She was adorable, and hot all at the same time.

	About a week later she took things further. At this point I was resisting the urge to do things to her. I'd put a paw on her hip, and want to move it to a special spot but wouldn't. With our hugs, I so wanted to grope her ass but kept my paws on her lower back. When we'd cuddle in the bed, god how I wish I could spoon her with my cock nestled under her beautiful black tail, but I staid on my back with her on my side.

	We had been sitting on the couch watching TV. Her snuggled up against my side under my arm, and me with my red cock resting against my belly in full view of her. I was doing my best to pay attention to the TV, trying to will my cock to go down. I had been thinking maybe we should start wearing clothes around the house at this point in our lives. My attention quickly left the TV though when I felt her starting to move. I watched as she laid down, and her head came to rest in my lap. I should have told her she shouldn't, but the sensation of her muzzle resting against my length was too good to tell her not to.

	With out thinking my cock flexed against her cheek, and I watched as a little smile slipped across her face. I was just about to steal my resolve, and make her move when I felt her lick me. Any protest that I was about to give instantly vanished as I shuddered and let out a soft moan. This wasn't just a small experimental lick, it was a full on long drawn out lick from knot to tip. My head fell back and my paws clenched as I fought the urge to grip her head and pull her maw down onto my cock. My paw did move to her head, but her muzzle engulfing my shaft wasn't from me pulling on her.

	I don't know why, but it was one of the best blowjobs I had ever recieved. She wasn't very experienced, but her small twelve year old muzzle kept her wriggling tongue pressed against me while she suckled and bobbed. She had me moaning, grunting, and gasping in pleasure almost immediately. Lifting my head, I couldn't help but smile down at her as I watched her maw take my cock in over and over again. When she looked back up at me, and smiled her cute innocent little smile around my cock I lost it. I let go of her head so she could pull off as cum began to erupt from my tip, yet she never did. Instead she kept her maw closed down around me and gulped down every drop. When she pulled off she smiled once again, and said that I tasted good, and that the stuff she swallowed tasted really good. I had to explain to her what that "stuff" was, and went on into mating.

	We spent the rest of the night before her bed time on the couch while she played with my cock and I watched TV. I learned that she had been wanting to explore my crotch for about the past year, but had been too nervous to say anything. I taught her when to squeeze my knot, which ended up giving her a bit more cum than the previous time. Over those few hours I ended up pumping a few more loads into her muzzle, one on her face, and one on her chest.

	Over the next few months she had developed a new favorite past time when relaxing. I think she was either fixated, or addicted to my cock. She'd spend more time just idly nursing it like she use to with her pacifier, than she'd spend sucking it for what became her favorite treat. Not that I was complaining though. It was great having my cock inside a warm, wet, loving hole so much. As a side note, all this ended up helping me at work too. I was more relaxed, and more productive because of it, well I think that's the reason anyways.

	By the time she was thirteen, she had even gone so far as to wake me up with a morning blowjob. At this point she barely spent a night in her own room anymore, and I was happy to finally be getting to spoon her with my cock up under her tail. After her morning blowjob, she'd always thank me for the 'milk' as she called it before she'd rush off to get ready for the day. I knew this couldn't keep going though, and eventually it would progress to more if I allowed it. God though, she had gotten so good with her muzzle. On top of that, to get her to stop I'd also have to start denying her snuggles and cuddles, something I had never done. After all, my cock getting into her muzzle usually always started with her snuggling into me.

	I remember one morning I had woken up with that now all to familiar sensation. A warm muzzle hungrily suckling and working on my cock. It was always a great sensation to wake up to, but this time it was different. Not only did I feel her muzzle around me, but her body was also laying over mine. She had never sucked me off in such a position before. The scent of aroused cunny came to my mind before I even opened my eyes. When I opened my eyes I was greated with one of the most beautiful sites I had ever seen. There right in front of me was a small little slit surrounded by black fur. A little bit of pink was peeking out from the fur where her clit was. Above that her tail was hiked and wagging giving me a clear view of her pink little tailhole.

	Seeing my baby gir's cunny and ass while she worked my cock over whelmed my senses. I couldn't resist any longer, and wrapped my arms around her hips as I dove into that untouched cunny. Immediately I felt the vibrations of her moans flow into my cock. My tongue eagerly working over the clit that was peeking out at me, and gently I gave it a few firm suckles. I took my time, exploring her precious sex with my tongue, and loving her taste and her scent. When I drove my tongue into her little hole she let out heavy moan, vibrating my cock even more. The feel of what she was doing on my shaft, and the taste of her covering my tongue along with everything else quickly pushed me over the edge. Once again, I was feeding my little girl a thick load of puppy cream while she clenched her paws around my knot. It got a bit difficult to keep up the attention on her cunny, but I managed to bring her to her own climax just about the time mine was calming down. 

	It was that day that I learned my little girl was a gusher, more so than any woman I had ever been with. I had been with quite a few female over the past years, and some of them did gush when they came. None of them as much as my adorable pup though. I did my best to lap up, and catch as much as I could in my maw. Within moments though my muzzle was dripping, my neck was soaked, and the pillows and sheets needed a washing. I didn't care though, because it all smelled like her. The mix of young female cum and hot piss had me eager to go for more. With my lips gently kissing over her lower lips I growled, and told her I wanted her to be mine, that I wanted to mate her.

	Her small body slipped off me, and squirmed as she turned around to rest her head on my shoulder. Gently she began licking me, seeming to not care that my fur was soaked in her juices. My ear twitched when she said she wanted it too, and I grinned when she suggested I pee on her since she accidentally peed on me. All the time of resisting these urges that had been building up was for nothing. The plans I was getting ready to lay to put a stop to all this crumbled to dust. As soon as she said she wanted me to mark her, I was moving off the bed.

	She gave me a curious look, but I said nothing as I effortlessly picked her up. She giggled and squirmed in my arms, and on our way to the shower we shared our first lover's kiss. Our lips didn't break until I was slipping into the shower with her. Gently I set her down, and told her to get on her knees. With an eager smile she dropped to her knees while her tail wagged and thumped against the tub walls. I looked down at her as I aimed my cock, and when she said she was ready I relaxed. A soft sigh came from me as the stream flew out from my tip and onto her face. She sat still, letting the hot piss soak into her fur and run down her belly. I instructed her to life her head, and soon I was pissing onto her budding chest.

	When I told her I was almost done, she surprised me by quickly leaning forward and wrapping her maw around the first inch of my cock. She looked up at me while she drank the last of what I had down. Seeing her grin up at me while she drank my piss, I couldn't resist the urge to grab her head and give a few hard thrusts into her maw. It was something I had never done, but had wanted to ever since the first time I felt her muzzle. Really I wanted to fuck her muzzle until I came again, but I refrained knowing there was something better coming.

	I pulled my cock from her loving maw, and told her to get up. I slipped out of the shower while prompting her to follow. Call me old fashioned, but I believe there is only one proper position when it comes to canines mating. So I had her get onto all fours and hike up her tail while I moved in behind. I leaned down, giving her soaked cunny a few more licks and making her moan in delight before I lined myself up. I warned her that it might hurt, and she said she knew that but wanted it anyways. She even begged me a little 'Please mate me daddy'.

	Well who am I to deny such a polite request right? A shudder of delight raced up my spine as I felt the tip of my tapered cock start to sink into her hot hole. Slowly I worked myself into her virgin space, doing my best to take my time so I wouldn't hurt her. I felt bad when ever I'd hear her whimpers, and a few times she'd tell me to keep going when ever I'd start to consider pulling out and waiting till she was older. She was determined to have me inside her, even if it hurt. Before to long I was hovering over her on all fours myself with my cock lodged up to my knot inside her.

	Fuck she was tight, easily making me feel every twitch her walls made around me. She seemed unable to stop gasping, I'm guess from the feel of my cock pulsing and twitching inside of her. I held myself still to let her get use to my size, after all I wasn't a small wolf. Nearly eight inches long, and about two and a half thick, I was pretty big for someone as small as her. She never complained though, and eventually she began to move. When I felt her pull away, then push back and heard that moan I knew I could start moving.

	I started slow, matching her movements forward and back, gently working my shaft in and out of her little preteen hole. Gradually our pace started picking up, as well as the volume in her moans. So there I was, my large body on all fours over my little puppy girl on all fours. My hips thrusting against her pushes while I grunted and panted into her ear and she moaned under me. When she cried out for me to mate her, I couldn't hold back anymore and really started to pick up the pace.

	Her moans turned into cries as my hips crashed into hers. Each thrust pressing the four and a half inch thick knot against her cunny. I didn't want to know her, not till she was older at least, but I felt myself getting closer. I panted into her ear that I was getting closer, and told her to reach back and squeeze my knot. She just shook her head and started shoving back harder, demanding that my knot get placed inside. I needed a paw around my knot to keep myself from forcing it into her. Yea, I could have used my own paw, but I think it was the urge to knot her that kept me from doing it myself.

	My paw did have to move though, but it wasn't to my knot. I quickly had to muffle her muzzle to silence the loud cry that she let out when my knot finally popped into her. Later I found out that the pain barely registered when my knot entered. The moment I tied her she experienced what I guess was a mind shattering orgasm. The pleasure rushing through her body, and filling her mind dulled the pain of my knot stretching her once virgin hole. I knew she had climaxed, I could feel it. Her little cunny clamped down as it and her body spasmed. I don't know how long she orgamsed because my own orgasm exploded at about the same time.

	I don't think I've ever came that long, or that hard in my life before. Usually my orgasms last for a few seconds, but this one felt like it must have been a full minute. Most of my orgasms I feel my cock make probably five or six throbs to shoot out a long thick load each time, this time I couldn't even remember how many times I felt the cum rushed through my cock.

	That morning was easily the best morning of my life while we laid there on the bathroom floor locked together. We spent the time loving each other with kisses, licks, nuzzles, and so forth. Some of the time was spent talking about the future. She wanted a pup, a pup from me. I could only smile and lick her ear as I told her she'd get one some day.

	Needless to say, the plans to stop her from sucking my cock, or for us to start wearing clothes never came to pass. What did change was how we snuggled though. Instead of her on my side, she'd either be sitting 'on' my lap, or we'd be laying down with me pressed against her ass, or once again locked inside her after pumping more puppy seed into her.

	There was a bit of worry about what would happen once she was pregnant. It's going to happen after all, I mean neither of us use or want to use any preventative measures. Knowing the risk is just to exciting for us, and we both want it to happen. Yea, she might get picked on at school when her belly starts to grow, but she said she wouldn't care so long as it's growing because of our pup. My parents might get upset considering the age difference, and that she is my own daughter. Society might not be accepting of it, but there aren't any actual rules against it where we live. So life might get a little harder, but I'm sure we're both going to be happy with each other.

	Who would have thought that I'd end up with a mate because some bitch wanted to have a pup, then decided it was to much effort a few months into motherhood? It was hard resisting the urges all that time, but having patience to wait for her to make a first move was well worth it.

The End