Coffee Cream(er)
Preface: Blah Blah no kids blah gay sex blah possibility of furries, mmk? This story uses the otterfox named Arorn who is not my own creation. His user page is here (http://www.yiffstar.com/user/Arorn) credit to me for writing this story but Arorn holds all copyrights to his character. The following events never happened but I easily envision them because I'm a horny slut. :)
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Expresso and shots
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The thunderclap sounded like a gunshot as it rolled over Dallas. The grey clouds stretched to infinity, casting dewy shards upon the pedestrians below, consumed in their meandering and aimless wandering amongst the many window shops and restaurants.
Arorn the otterfox scampered across the street as the first few waves of rain came down. He panted deeply as he ran over the sidewalk and barely made it into the Starbucks as the horizon broke.
Angry cries of thunder slammed the Earth, lightning flew like pin thin slivers of gold. Secluded in the coffee house Arorn turned from the door to the main area. The emptiness felt heavy and solemn like a forgotten tomb. Not a single customer resided here.
He walked up to the counter and the barista, a tall wolf with splotchy grey and white fur and a name tag that said Walt, gave the fur a neutral look.
"Can I get you some coffee sir?" Walt said this last part rather dryly, not in a tone of disrespect but rather indifference, like the wolf would rather he and his chiseled biceps, which were poking out of the rolled shirt sleeves, leave the dimly lit coffee house.
"Um." Arorn looked up at the menu trying to ignore the sweet smell of wolf musk that was floating slightly across the three foot expanse between them. Damn that lupine smelled good.
"I, guess, I'll have a venti macchiato, extra whip."
Walt scribbled something on a venti cup and rang up the otterfox's order.
"Five Twenty Three."
Arorn handed over a ten and received his change back. Walt picked up the cup he had written on and Arorn moved down to the end of the bar. He could see over the edge and he watched the wolf make his drink.
Walt moved like a bolt of fluid, he effortlessly seared the milk without creating too much foam with one paw while squirting expresso and flavorings in the cup with the other. The strong muscles in his arms throbbed and showed and, in enjoyment of his work, the wolf smiled a little, his face seeming to brighten like the hidden sun.
Despite the storm raging outside the Starbucks had a gentle string of tunes going and Arorn wandered over to a seat to wait for his drink.
He figured, since the wolf was working to make his drink and there wasn't anyone else in the coffee shop, he could get away with eye raping the wolf. He imagined running a paw over those big shoulders. Squeezing the deltoids and feeling the lupines breath on his forehead as the otterfox pressed his muzzle to the larger male's chest. Walt's pants would bulge as he swelled out of his sheath and Arorn would nibble on his ear. Walt would look into Arorn's eyes with those big golden wolf eyes and say:
"Here's your coffee." Walt set the cup down loudly and the otterfox almost jumped out of his chair in fright.
Shaking, Arorn picked up the drink and took a sip. The hot beverage warmed him up and dispelled the cold feeling the wet rain had left on him. The music remained low and turned to a soft jazz type. Arorn sighed and stared into his cup. Now he felt like a perv, no doubt the wolf had seen him, eyes glazed over, lost in fantasies, on the verge of excess salivation.
The warm scent of coffee beans permeated the shop. Arorn watched the shadows dance on the floor. Lost in his musings he didn't hear the wolf lock the door or sit down next to him.
"Ahem." Arorn's toes clenched up as the wolf cleared his throat. "Well, you obviously know me. I'm Walt. But maybe instead of undressing me with your eyes you can tell me about yourself."
The otterfox stuttered out a reply and expected to be cut off but Walt's beautiful eyes only shimmered in response. "Oh, I, um, I'm an otterfox. Name's Arorn. Heh, guess I like coffee."
"And wolves." At Walt's response the mammal cross breed swallowed the lump in his throat. He shouldn't have done it, damn; this wolf might sue him for sexual harassment.
"Well Arorn. My name is Walt. I'm a Virgo in sign only. I work here to fund a car payment, gym membership, and an apartment. Bodybuilding and making model cars are my hobbies and I enjoy reading Dean Koontz and listening to Madonna."
The otterfox just stared up into the wolf's eyes. "Um, my name is Arorn. Just a single city fur trying to make his way in the world. I write short fiction some times, not as a professional writer, just anything that pops into my head." As a thunderclap echoed through the dark windows Arorn began wishing he had worn more. Walt had on a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a gold and red striped tie, and navy pants but the otterfox only had shorts and a collar. Arorn had expected it to be warmer today so he didn't put on a shirt. It was now proving to be an unwise decision.
As the deluge continued the temperature slowly dropped and, with the air conditioning on max in the coffee house, the otterfox was shortly shivering.
Walt watched the smaller fur cringe into his chair, damp skin torturing him. "Come here." Arorn looked up."Come over here otterfox. You're freezing."
The smaller fur blushed but didn't move so Walt got up. The wolf strode over and picked up Arorn as the mammal hybrid uttered a protest. The lupine chest was warm and Arorn could feel Walt's heart beat through his shirt.
The wolf sat down on a couch, Arorn in his lap. The lutravulpine shivered in a ball but Walt cuddled him close. The intoxicating scent of musk surrounded Arorn. He looked up in the beautiful gold eyes and saw his own sapphire ones reflected.
"Walt."
"Hush darling." The wolf pressed his muzzle against Arorn's. The orange fur closed his eyes in bliss. The strong padded paws of the lupine were sending shocks through his bones as they caressed his back. Walt's tongue slithered into the other's mouth. The pink muscles wrapped around each other as the lupine savored the taste of the other fur's mouth, drawing Arorn's tongue into his mouth and sucking on it.
The lutravulpine ran a paw of his own down Walt's chest. The firm muscles bunched under his grope and they tensed erotically. Walt loosened his tie and slipped it off as Arorn was unbuttoning his shirt. The grey white fur patches blurred to a misty grey across Walt's chest. Without waiting for an invitation Arorn buried his muzzle between the mountains of Walt's chest muscles. Strong clean lupine scent flooded his nose.
Arorn's tongue roguishly snaked across the pecs and lapped at the slightly salty sweating chest. The otterfox's hunting mouth found a nipple and latched on like a barnacle. Walt moaned loudly into the air as Arorn started sucking. His lips pulling on the soft pink tissue and drawing it up until he released it with a soft breath and left it warm and hard.
"Fuckkkk..."
Walt moaned out slowly as Arorn started on the other side of his chest. Lapping quickly and, as he this time started nibbling on the pink bud, Walt barked. Treating this side with the same delicious care Arorn looked up to the wolf's face. Bright grey snout smiling down on him.
As Arorn shifted on the lupine lap he felt a bulge prod his thigh. "Is that an IPod in your pocket wolfie or am I making you happy?"
"Keep calling me that. Please."
"Wolfie?"
"Please."
Arorn nuzzled the crook of Walt's neck. "Whatever you want, wolfie."
Walt grasped the otterfox's cheeks and massaged them. Full and firm, Walt was almost drooling to get in them. As though he could read the wolf's mind, Arorn climbed off and got on his knees in front of Walt.
The lutravulpine unzipped the barista's pants and rubbed the wet cotton of his boxers. Hooking a claw under the edge, Arorn slipped the undergarments and pants down to the lupine's footpaws, releasing the sticky shaft that promptly smacked against Arorn's muzzle. Walt grinned as a string of clear gel hung between his throbbing purple organ and the orange muzzle by his waist. The otterfox opened wide and closed his jaws down on the phallus, salty dribbles oozing out onto his tongue and swirling with his saliva.
"Oh... yeah... oh... A-arorn..."
Walt leaned back in utter ecstasy as Arorn's lips rubbed against the tender skin of the lupine's penis. The otterfox started slow, just to tease, before he started moving his mouth faster, jerking it over the tight, blood-engorged flesh. Walt whined a little as he was serviced. The great wolf had mated males before but not this mammal combination. He gasped as the otterfox's tongue lashed across the head of his cock, pre seeping from it like a leaky pipe.
The wolf looked down at Arorn; his muzzle buried in the lupine pubic fur, and scratched his head. Walt had fucked a fox once and discovered a fun spot behind the neck. He rubbed a little around the lutravulpine upper shoulders where the spine met the skull and smiled when he got the muffled yelp he was listening for.
"There it is Arorn, right there. You like sucking that dick?"
The otterfox looked up, stiff meat still in his jaws, and nodded vigorously.
"Let me hear you."
The cock slipped from Arorn's mouth with a juicy plop. "Your dick tastes soooo good Walt." Breathless, the otterfox was panting and groaned out the words. Walt's hard organ jumped and splashed a heavy glob of pre across Arorn's brow.
"Drop the pants; I want to see you ride this beast." Walt lifted his cock so it stood up as Arorn rose to undress.
Leaving his pants on the floor, Arorn climbed onto the chair with Walt and the wolf pulled the otterfox close. The sexy warmth of the wolf's lips pressed against Arorn's and he reflexively yiffed into Walt's mouth.
The wolf smiled as the smaller fur panted and yipped from arousal. His aching member shook in his paws and he lowered Arorn's hips. The otterfox took a deep breath and furrowed his brow as he tried to relax. The purple shaft stabbed at the tight rose under his tail. The tight muscle gave a little resistance. Very little.
Yiffing louder this time, Arorn pushed his waist down as his hungry hole took inch after pulsing inch of the lupine cock. Walt rubbed the soft fur of the orange ass cheeks. He smiled as he liked the lutravulpine's muzzle. He had a naughty little idea. As Arorn yiffed and moved up and down the veiny beast below him Walt picked up the tie and lashed it around the smaller fur's muzzle. In an instant he had Arorn's paws tied behind him with the tie crossing the otterfox's face, closing his muzzle.
Arorn felt his loins clench and shiver. Kinky wolf this was. Walt's strong paws lifted Arorn off the stiff cock and then jammed his down. Arorn's eyes bulged as he was impaled and hilted in one thrust.
The wolf kept grinning as he picked up the otterfox's ass before he shoved him down again onto his hips. Arorn's penis burbled out a clear stream of pre that smeared across Walt's abs and matted the lutravulpine pubic fur. Walt whined as his cock throbbed with dim sparks in his head.
Arorn's brain swam and his ass was drilled. Hot wolf meat slithered in between his cheeks and each thrust filled him with a luscious fullness sensation. He leaned forward and nuzzled Walt's face. The wolf responded by kissing the otterfox's nose and muzzle and started working his way down the soft orange neck.
Grunting in time with each thrusting stab Walt felt his balls tense slowly.
"G-get, get ready Arorn!"
Walt buried his cock in the red star under Arorn's tail, bloated wolf knot popping in on the first try. Walt arched his back in pleasure and gave a howl.
"AROOOOOOOOOO!"
His iron hard cock blasted the walls of Arorn's ass with fresh seed as the veins on it stood out. The otterfox's belly felt warm and sticky and he shuddered as the cum filled feeling drove him over the edge.
Yiffing a whine through the gag, steamy white mammal cum splattered across Walt's chest and the spouting cock flailed, drenching the wolf's shirt and face in ropes of gooey treasure.
Panting and trying not to black out Walt slipped the tie off Arorn's paws and face. The smiling otterfox kissed the wolf as he pulled them close.
"Now that's what I call service."
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W00T. Another story down. Damnit keep getting side tracked. Have to finish Screams in Gotham one of these days. /sigh.