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Wild Woman	By : Ozphoenix Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 2172 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Wild Woman

By Phoenix

NOTES: This is a very old fic I dug out of my old files. I don't think anyone has read it for a long time, and its not my best writing. I hope any Springer fans out there enjoy it!

Springer sighed and looked up from the book he was reading, his gaze moving around the forest glade he was sitting in and taking in the peacefulness of it all. Birds were chirping, the sun was shining, the lake was glittering, the trees were gently swaying in the breeze - his day off so far was going quite nicely. He uncrossed his legs and stretched them out in front of him, laying the Stephen King novel in the grass and folding his arms behind his head, leaning against the tree behind him. Closing his optics, he luxuriated in not having anything to do but sit and relax. (Maybe I might go for a swim later.....) he thought lazily and drifted off to have a doze for a while......

He was woken a few hours later by the sounds of water splashing. He lazily opened one optic and looked around. He couldn’t see anything but the sounds were definitely of someone taking a dip in the lake. Feminine laughter echoed around the clearing. Springer became more interested and got up to investigate. He followed a trail around the edge of the lake. The laughter and squealing was getting louder. Stopping behind a large hedge of bushes, he peered through them. A broad grin spread over his face as he saw some of the femmes from Autobot city swimming in the lake. They had removed their armour and chestplates, which made Springer’s grin even wider. He strained to see if his girlfriend, Arcee, was with them, but he could not see her. He could identify, Phoenix; Ultra Magnus’ femme, Elita One; Optimus Prime’s girlfriend, Moonracer; anyone’s femme; and ......he rose on the tips of his feet to get a better look......Griffin! The young, virginal femme that Springer had been eying off at every opportunity when Arcee wasn’t around. Griffin had a body to die for; pity she didn’t have a personality to match. The femme was incredibly shy and withdrawn, she didn’t let any male get close to her and Primus knows, nearly every one of them had tried.

Springer’s optics nearly popped out of his head when Griffin turned around in the waist deep water and gave him a majestic view of her front. Her breasts were unbelievable; perfectly rounded, high on her chest and big enough to fit satisfyingly in the palm of a man’s hand. Springer sighed in admiration. He desperately wanted to get his hands on her but he knew that she would scream the place down and Elita One would happily strangle him. Nevertheless, he kneeled behind the screen of bushes and continued to watch the femmes at play, his interface became painfully erect behind his codpiece as occasionally one of the femmes would come out of the water and walk up the sandbank towards him, the frontal view giving him a wonderful display of their bare interfaces and naked chests. He knew that later he would feel horribly guilty for what he was doing, but right now he was in heaven. His cheeks were starting to ache from grinning so much.

Springer didn’t know how much time had passed, but soon the femmes were gathering up their belongings and preparing to leave. All except Griffin. When the other’s left, she stayed behind and continued to swim around the lake, enjoying her privacy. Or so she thought. By now, Springer’s erection was sending him crazy, and watching the gorgeous, stripped femme and not being able to touch her was driving him off the deep end. Without realising what he was doing, he began to plan a way to get close to her. He thought that one way might be to enter the lake upstream and swim underwater up to her; that way, she wouldn’t see him coming....... Springer didn’t comprehend he was actually doing just that, until he caught himself removing his codpiece and diving into the cool waters. He couldn’t stop himself - he had to try. Maybe she would be so shocked that she would return his advances and not be able to stop.

Griffin was resting, floating on her back and lazily drifting when she suddenly felt a hand touch her hip. With a scream, she floundered around with her arms and submerged herself. Strong arms clasped around her waist and lifted her up. She came up spluttering and spitting water out of her mouth. Her terrified gaze turned to one of horror when she realised that she was being held in the powerful arms of an Autobot male; Springer, to be exact. She attempted to scream but only managed a fit of coughing instead. The triple changer held her close to his chest as the femme coughed hard, her nipples brushing against him with every heave.

“No!” she cried around coughs and attempted to pull away from him.

Springer smiled and held on tight, “Sorry I startled you....I didn’t mean for you to half drown!”. When she finally stopped coughing and gasped to get her breath, Springer lifted a hand and caressed her cheek, his optics drinking in her sensuous beauty.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, enraptured by her. Griffin held still, trying to figure out a way to get away from him, realising that he was too strong for her to pull away from. She had never been this close to a male before, and it was strangely exciting. Her body was responding to his close proximity, she felt warm and dizzy yet safe and secure within his embrace.

“Springer, please don’t,” she whispered.

Springer’s optics watched her lips as they moved and he bent his head down to cover them with his own. Griffin gasped against his mouth, the gasp quickly turning into a moan of ecstasy when she felt surges of pleasure rush through her tingling body. Her fingers involuntarily began to stroke his chest and Springer gave a low groan. Her smallest touch was agonisingly stimulating, when her knee accidently brushed his erection underwater, he felt like he would spill himself then and there. His hands roved down her back and rested on her buttocks, pulling her hips against his erection. Griffin gave a small cry when she felt that part of him push against her. Springer heard her and cautioned himself to go slow; after all, Griffin was a virgin and he didn’t want to frighten her or give her a horrible introductory experience for her first ever interface.

He brought one hand up and gently placed a thumb under her chin to tilt her head back. With her neck exposed, he touched his lips to her sensitive skin and began to nibble and suck at the small of her throat. Moaning, Griffin struggled to think beyond her desire, but found it impossible. She was beyond the point of being able to stop herself or the male sensuously caressing her throbbing body. The one thing she *could* think of was that she didn’t want him to take her standing up, she wanted him lying on top of her, she wanted to experience him between her legs and feel his weight pressing down upon her; to run her hands over his glorious body and play kisses over his broad chest as he thrust into her accepting body.

“Springer....” she tried to get his attention but he either didn’t hear her or was too rapt up in touching her. “Springer!” she grabbed the back of his head and forced him to look at her. As she looked into his wild, flaring optics, she ran a finger from his forehead, down his nose and over his parted, full lips,
“I want this....I ....want you to be my first.....but please, can we do it lying down? I don’t want to be ..” she gestured at their standing up positions, becoming shy, “Y’know, upright?”.

Springer started to laugh, “Sure Griff, whatever you like,” he caressed the side of her cheek gently, “You call it. Whatever you want, thats fine by me.” He picked her up and she yelped and hung on around his neck as he waded out of the lake and up onto the sandy shore. He set her down on her feet and raised an optic at her.

Griffin gave him a nervous smile and nodded, “Here is f-fine,” she stammered. He smiled at her, enchanted by such a beautiful, sexy femme being so innocent and shy before him.

Griffin ducked her head to avoid his gaze and her optics ran straight into the sight of his raging erection. She gasped, her optics going wide and her jaw dropping. Springer wasn’t overly large but he was of a respectable size and broad width. Hesitantly, Griffin glanced at his face and saw him watching her curiously, “You’ve never seen a naked male before have you?” he asked softly.

Griffin slowly nodded, her gaze stuck on his interface. She wanted to touch it and explore him but she was too shy to say so.

Springer stepped forward and took her hand, guiding it to his straining member, “Feel it...” he whispered and encouraged her to do as he said. Keeping her head down, Griffin cautiously reached out with her fingertips. When they made contact, she jerked her hand away as if she was doing something wrong.

Springer had to stifle a laugh, “Griffin, it won’t hurt you,” he told her with a cheeky smile. The femme flicked her optics at him uncertainly then brought her hand close to him again. This time she kept her fingers on it, feeling the texture and warmth of it. The triple changer let out a moan and shuddered as she clasped it with both hands to get a better feel.

Griffin smiled at him, “Do you like this?” she asked, as she ran her hands firmly up and down the length of his erection, circling the head when she reached it then moving back down. The male Autobot could only groan in agreement, his hips beginning to thrust forward into her grasp and small amounts of pre-come leaking from the tip and covering her fingers.

When Griffin had enough of exploring, she stepped back from him and sat down on her rear with her knees tucked up in front of her, “What next?” she asked, her shining blue optics staring up at him questioningly.

Springer dropped to his knees at her feet and placed a hand on her leg, grinning. He gently pushed her thighs apart, exposing her dripping, hot interface. He leaned forward over her chest and kissed her passionately at the same time as he stroked her interface, rubbing it and circling his fingers around the edge of it. Griffin gasped as he inserted a finger into her, slowly driving it fully within her and wiggling it around. As the stimulated femme moaned and writhed beneath him, Springer brought his now straining erection closer to the junction between her spread legs. When she closed her thighs around his waist and gave little pants of arousal, he knew she was ready for him. Carefully, he nudged at her opening, pushing just the head inside and stroking her body with his hands as he did so. Griffin cried out at his entry and arched up, her nipples brushing at his chest and her hands grabbing at his waist, moaning and twisting her head from side to side in her arousal.

Springer dipped down and applied his mouth to her left breast, sucking and twirling his tongue around it at the same time as he slowly but steadily pushed himself further within her throbbing feminine core. When he reached the limit and his groin was touching hers, he pulled back and began thrusting gently, panting in his need to drive mercilessly into her but knowing he could not rush her. Griffin cried out and slammed her body against his, small whimpers escaping her lips and head flung back with her optics turned off to savour the miraculous sensations the powerful, masculine male on top of her was awakening within her willing, female body. Unable to hold back anymore, Springer drove faster and harder into her, his hips moving and slamming into her crotch as he panted and grunted over her.

Griffin came first. She threw herself upwards and dropped her head back, letting out a scream that would have made Elita One proud. Her body shook and trembled in the throes of her climax. She cried Springer’s name and clutched at him as he watched her and continued the constant delving of his erection into her. Without warning, Springer felt himself surge powerfully into the spent femme, his ejaculate spurting forcefully and filling her with its hot essence. He screamed, his arms extended and his violently shaking physique suspended above her except where their bodies were joined. When he was spent, he collapsed onto her, his face pushed into her shoulder and his body pressing on hers.

Griffin shakily lifted her hand and touched his face, “Thanks,” she whispered and kissed his cheek.

Springer smiled at her and cupped her jaw, “No need to thank me, it was my pleasure, I’m glad you.....uh...” he struggled to find the right words, never good at expressing himself.

Griffin smirked, “I know. Don’t say it, I know what you mean.” Springer smiled gratefully and kissed her again.

The two Autobots got to their feet and brushed themselves off, collecting their armour and holding hands for the walk back to Metroplex. They hadn’t been walking long when their optics met and their desire rose up again. With a groan from Springer and a cry from Griffin, the Autobots drew together, their mouths fusing and hands roaming wildly. Their need was so great that Springer simply pushed her up against a tree and took her there, thrusting with abandon until they reached their united climax and their voices rose in climactic cries as one. When it was over, Springer set the femme back on her feet and helped her replace her armour once more. As he helped her re-attach her breast plate, the femme smiled mischieviously at him and stopped his hand, “Maybe we should just leave it off?” she suggested wickedly and Springer groaned. As he reached for her yet again, Griffin giggled and leaned back once more against the patient tree....

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