It was about this time that Amy had noticed another warmth building inside. A warm and fuzzy sensation started at the back of her neck and slowly began to spread outward in a wave. It induced a sensation similar to ASMR, although this was much more intense. Amy recognized this as the beginning of the high from the vape pen, although she realized it came on much more quickly than she was used to. Amy remained seated on her bed with her legs crossed, closing her eyes to enjoy the relaxing sensation. The warm, fuzzy wave spread outward from her skull, down her neck into each shoulder, before slowly moving its way down her arms and back. She could feel the tiny blonde hairs on her arms stand erect as the wave passed. While the initial wave had continued moving downward, subsequent waves would form around the back of her head and spread outward like the previous ones. This cycle repeated every few seconds, eliciting a constant source of warmth, relaxation, and pleasure.
Amy was particularly concentrated on a wave that was beginning to envelope her left ear when the first wave finally reached her groin. Amy felt her head fall back in ecstasy as the wave rolled past her clit and a bolt of pleasure shot through her. Amy moaned as the wave lingered around her pussy lips, and she slowly leaned backwards on her bed until she was laying on her back, legs spread, with her head pointed towards the foot of the bed. As the tingling sensation teased the walls of her vagina near her G-spot, Amy raised her arms towards her head and began to run her fingers through her hair, pulling lightly at the roots. This only intensified the waves of pleasure and relaxation pulsing through her, causing Amy to release another moan. She brough her feet up towards her butt so that her knees were widely splayed outward as she reached down with her hands and grasped the creamy flesh of her inner thighs, squeezing them to the rhythm of the waves that caressed her cunt. Amy could feel the moisture in her panties begin to build as the pleasure in her loins intensified.
She slowly edged one hand closer towards her panty-clad mound, as another wave rushed through her pelvis. Amy arched her back high as her fingers felt the nylon fabric of her panties and her engorged pussy lips raged with fire underneath. As another wave hit, Amy pressed down on the hood of her clit, which sent shocks of pleasure through her body and caused her to convulse and reel as her asshole and pelvic muscles clenched hard with the onset of an orgasm. Amy let out a loud rapturous wail as her body shook and the walls of her vagina pressed together rhythmically. Amy’s abdomen squeezed tight and released to the cadence of her rapid breathing as her body continued to endure the relentless assault of euphoria that coursed through her body. After what seemed like an eternity to Amy, the orgasmic tide started to recede, and she finally collapsed back down onto her back and into the soft embrace of her bed.
During the frenzy that was the most intense orgasm Amy had ever experienced, the reeling of her body up and down during the cyclical bouts of pleasure had slowly shifted her body further along towards the end of her bed. Whereupon ultimately falling into her post-orgasmic afterglow, her head was now hanging awkwardly upside-down off the foot of the bed. She was laying on her back with her arms resting at her sides, and her legs were laid out towards the head of the bed, slightly parted with a bend at the knees. What had started as a faint moisture in her panties was now a distinct wet spot where her ejaculatory fluid had tried to escape. Amy had not noticed her shifted position, nor did she care. She was still reveling in the intense pleasure she had just experienced, with the ongoing waves of high that continued to course their way through her body. With her now slightly weakened post-orgasmic state, Amy closed her eyes and dozed off into the blissful void.
Max’s ears perked up. He had distinctly heard Young Mistress make a noise, and then again, a few moments later. Not only that, but the smell that had intrigued Max up unto this point was stronger than ever. He could feel the contents within his sheathe pulsate as his instincts were beginning to awaken. He raised himself up from his bed and walked cautiously back to the hallway. Peaking around the corner, he could see that the door to Young Mistress’ room remained open, although he could no longer see any activity from his vantage point. The aroma was distinctly coming from her room, Max was sure of it. He walked forward down the hallway until he reached the threshold of the room. He peeked past the open door and spotted the young girl seemingly napping on her bed, although in a somewhat unusual position. Reassured that she did not appear to be in any distress, he continued into the room.
Upon venturing further, Max immediately spotted the stuffed bunny that for some reason had always excited him. He felt a rush of blood flow into his loins upon the sight of it. As he walked towards it though, he remembered why he initially came to investigate, and went about sniffing the air to regain the sweet aroma’s scent. He explored from the left side of the bedframe to the right, before coming back around to the foot of the bed, turning to face Amy’s dozing head. He inched closer towards her somnolent face with his snout and gave a few quick sniffs before venturing a lick, catching a taste of strawberries as his tongue strafed her gleaming lips. Eyes remaining closed, Amy stirred slightly and softly giggled, sleepily telling Max to cut it out, before appearing to pass out again. Max licked his lips and savored the sweet taste of lip gloss before quickly returning his focus towards locating the mysterious musk. He could tell the enigmatic, yet intoxicating, aroma was coming from somewhere on top of the bed where the young mistress was lying, however he could not see very well from his vantage point on the floor. He reared up with his front paws and placed them on the edge of the bed next to Amy’s relaxed shoulders. Max flared his nostrils as he sniffed the air gingerly. He was sure the scent was coming from between the young girl’s legs…if only I could reach it, he thought. He began slowly edging forward, alternating movements with his front paws on the bed as they slowly crept along next to Amy’s chest and abdomen, heading towards her waist. His back haunches slowly crept forward as well, bringing them ever closer to the foot of the bed, and Amy’s inverted and unconscious face.
Unbeknownst to the comatose Amy, and Max for that matter, a large and engorged phallus was steadily approaching her. The surging tension and warmth that Max had been feeling for the past several minutes was due to the increased blood flow to his canine cock. He had paid no attention to it, however, as he was focused on getting to the source of Amy’s scent. Under his furry belly, his penis was now fully unsheathed and measured a stunning 9 inches in length, with a girth that would make any girl with Amy’s petite frame nervous. Its color was a blend of violet and crimson, with several veins visibly running along the shaft. His colossal member angrily pulsated and throbbed as it inched ever closer to Amy’s unsuspecting mouth. Lucky for Max, it just so happened that his boner was at the ideal height and was lined up perfectly to target her soft, polished lips. A bead of clear liquid could be seen seeping from the tip of his ramrod, falling in a long strand towards the carpet. As the end of Max’s prick came into contact with Amy’s glossy-smooth lips, they offered no resistance and the first 2 inches of his cock slid effortlessly into the young girl’s mouth.